#BOY SPEAK TO ME

[trial-by-yuri]

hey boy?,,,,, don't,,,, don't look at me like that pleas

[cyanidas]

I'm so fucking upset. I was writing an attempt at a short horror story but I didn't write down any notes to what the ~Twist~ was so all I have is an unfinished story that even I wanna know the answers to >:'(

I know I want to return to it at some point, and keep in mind it's still in alpha writing stage so be prepared for that, but if you're interested to read the hook, go ahead and check below the readmore.

The title is;

"Animatronics are as horrifying as you think, but not for the reasons you'd expect."

I'm damn confident you shouldn't be afraid of them. Well, unless you're trying to hurt someone. Then be very afraid.

I was the night time security guard at a local robotics museum - and when I say local, I really mean it in every sense of the word. This place could double as a 'mom n pop' shop, and given the building look and layout, it's probably been one in its lifetime. It's in a big city, but I don't wanna give any more details than that. If you know, you know.

I got the job because of my love for Five Nights at Freddy's. That sounds cliche, like a dream, but it wasn't that big a deal when I got it. FNAF isn't a favorite, so although I do love it, getting the job wasn't the biggest goal of mine. Let's just say, I felt inspired to apply when I saw the ad online.

The owners are nice people. They introduced me to each display, each room, and each animatronic. It's just a couple of guys, really; if you've ever met anyone who loves robots and animatronics, these guys will sound very familiar. They were pretty sweet, mostly kept to themselves, kind of quiet but talkative about their favorite subject. They LOVE animatronics, and went so far as to show me how they worked and explain some of the jargon.

They said I got the job based on my confident demeanor, but I think my resume didn't hurt either.

The job isn't anything like the FNAF games, but that's what I expected. All I had to do was keep lights off, check and secure locks, and monitor the system security room. Every now and then, I had to explore the area just to double and triple check stuff, and mark it and the time on my itinerary clipboard for the day. Pretty cut and dry, and not difficult at all given the size of the place. It's not too small, but believe me, it is definitely not huge.

I've been at the job for 15 months, and I haven't found a single difficulty... save for recently.

I think in terms of what we should be scared of, we have bigger fish to fry.

[unreal-unearthing]

Dead boy detectives is just Edwin and the bad bitches he pulled by being weird and autistic.

[brahmenbones]

Kimber “we outta appl juice” doorman <3

This thang with apple juice

the thang

[smollsmule]

Ok ok but you wanna know the real tea?? I've read several beach fics at this point (which are all awesome btw, y'all are amazing writers) and it's a beloved staple to have Edwin be somehwat scandalised at everyone's beach outfits not to mention all flustered from seeing Charles in swim wear. Which is a Good Trope, don't get me wrong, I love that just as much as the next person

HOWEVER

I think actually it's Charles who should be more shooketh about Edwin in his funky lil edwardian two piece!!

Picture this. The year is 1916. You are 16 year old Edwin Payne with a bunch of repressed gay thoughts. Much unpleasantness happens, you die and get dragged to hell, even more unpleasantness happens, 70 years later you finally manage to claw your way up and suddenly women are allowed to vote. There's been not one but two world wars, several countries you grew up reading about in the news don't exist anymore and mini skirts are a thing now.

All I'm saying is, for all the teasing Edwin gets for "What is a handjob?" and "Crystal's internet", this kid was essentially thrust into a scifi world full of weird shit and gets mostly by via an attitude which can only be paraphrases as "fuck it, this might as well be a thing (maybe ask Charles about it later)". King of adaption, master of radical acceptance.

Charles on the other hand, and I say this with only love in my heart, is at his core a boomer. He was there for every tiny gradual shift from '89 to modern day. Sure, he was dead for most of that time, but that's not really relevant. All I'm saying is, seeing the bbc announce marriage equality was probably a bigger shock to Charles than it was to Edwin. That's a guy who already had to accept he will never fully wrap his head around home television.

Also consider the states of undress they've been exposed to seeing the other in. Edwin was stripped to his underwear in hell and still had his knees and elbows covered. And that was probably a more exposing outfit than he'd ever be comfortable with. His usual casual get up features a sweater vest for crying out loud! Meanwhile you have Charles going full 'ceps out in his undershirt first chance he gets. Edwin either got real cool with a lot of shit real fast or he would have combusted several times over those 30 years.

And yes yes, we've all seen Edwin "Haunted By Gay Thoughts" Payne's mental slideshow of abs n hips close ups after getting one (1) glance at the Cat King's stomach. But to his credit, the man was going through a full blown sexuality crisis at that and has since emerged victorious.

So all I'm saying is. Edwin seeing Charles shirtless at the beach? Probably not even the first time this is happening, a lil flustering for sure but just last week he saw two people making out nasty on the tube so hell if he knows. Charles seeing Edwin's kneecaps and upper arms for the first time? Incredible, show stopping, pride and predjudice 2005 hand flex level of suppressed horniness.

Anyway. I'm writing this fic now and none of y'all can stop me.

[rendevok]

“Take my hand” pages 16-18

1 -> 3 - day 4 - swap

[libraryleopard]

the cat king being desire's son is a great headcanon but also given that the other child of desire in sandman is part of a multi-decade scheme to topple dream of the endless i think it would be funny if desire considers him kind of a family disappointment because he just seems to hang out in this one town in the pacific northwest being dramatic. yeah this is my son he hasn't gotten close to destroying reality even once. he lives in an abandoned warehouse. he's hung up on an uptight edwardian ghost who won't even give him the time of day. cringe.

[axiliern]

stoner tim drake shitpost number 6093749394

[axoqiii]

first time drawing blackmask akechi and i almost snapped my pencil out of anger

[fir3flytv]

JASON TODD didn't want a dog. He lived in an apartment with you, with one bedroom, a tiny kitchen and a living room that looked like the furniture decorated in it would fall apart at any moment.

But one day, he comes home to you, sleeping in your bed with a little bull mastiff puppy on his side of the bed. He stares at the dog for a few moments, before going to take off his Red Hood outfit, as though that would make the situation disappear. When he comes back, the dog was still there. Of course.

Gently, Jason shakes you awake, giving you a pointed look. "Got anything you want to share with me, babe?" He asks, eyes trailing down to the dog, still asleep on the bed. A sheepish smile crosses your face. "I can explain?" You say, though it comes out more like a question. "I was volunteering at the animal shelter and found him. He didn't like being with the other dogs in cage but they didn't have enough space to isolate him." "So you thought the best plan was to bring home a dog that can grow to be 150 pounds?" I scoffs lightly. "No, no! I'm fostering him. Just for a little bit," You say quickly. "I thought since he's still a puppy he would be adopted quickly, right? So we won't have to make space for when he gets that big." Jason lets out a soft sigh and pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before speaking again. "You're too good," He murmurs softly. You smile up at him and return the kiss onto his cheek. After a few moments, Jason clears his throat and looks down at the puppy, still sprawled out onto his side of the bed. "So where am I going to sleep?" ... JASON TODD sucks at being a foster. He's terrible, horrible, even. If you were to look up 'How to not foster a dog', they would just show his face. It wasn't that he neglected the dog. He could never. He took him out on runs, fed him good food, washed him, played with him. Everything a dog owner could do. No, the reason Jason was so bad was because his first ever foster dog turned out to be a foster failure. Every time someone came by interested in adopting the puppy, Jason would be in your ear, whispering to you that it didn't seem like they knew what they were doing, or that the puppy wouldn't like living with them. Every. Single. Time.

It wasn't till the three month mark of fostering the pup, having moved to a more spacious apartment, that Jason popped the question.

"You know," He starts suddenly while the two of you were on the couch, eating Chinese take out with the dog resting on the floor nearby. "No one here seems to be right for Buster." Buster, his name for the dog. He's used it so much he actually started responding to it. "There's someone, I'm sure," You counter, taking a bite of your food. "I know there is," Jason counters. Just as you open your mouth to tell him that makes no sense, he cuts you off. "Us. We're right for Buster." "Think," He says, reaching out to grip your hand. "For three months, we've had him, we've moved with him. He has his spot in the bed, we've worked him into our schedule. He's happy. Why ruin that?" "So you want to adopt him?" You ask, making sure you understood just exactly what he was saying. It felt too good to be true. "Yeah, I do," He says with a small smile. As soon as he finishes speaking you practically lung at him, tackling him into a hug while whispering small 'thank you's. The action makes Buster jump up and want to join in on whatever is going on, leaping onto the couch and sniffing at the two of you, his massive head bumping you both. In that moment, Jason knew he made the right choice. This felt right. It felt good. It felt like home. You, him, and your giant dog.

[sepiamestus]

Hadn't seen one of these that compelled me so i made my own :]

[moonlitkissing]

I want to ruin a boy with a mean domme friend soo badd

Poor thing being stuck between my praise and her degradation, not knowing who to listen to - maybe my friend gets really pushy, throws him around a bit, fucks him from behind until his head lands in my lap and she drags his face right to my center, telling him that good whores know their place without being shoved there first, and that he better hurry up

Meanwhile, I'm cradling his face and asking him if he wants to be my good boy, and wipe the tears from his cheeks - tell him how pretty he looks all fucked out like this and how good those cute whimpers would sound smothered between my thighs, don't you think, pretty boy?

Just - torturing a sweet boy for a bit

[ipleadbritney]

i would just like to thank logan hunter sargeant for unveiling his frat boy aesthetic every break. you don't know how much this means for the community

[technically-human]

Boy Crystal and Niko..? And the sprites if you wanna.

Crystal (yes his name is still Crystal, although before getting his memories back, he assumed it to be Chris) and Jiro had a little cameo here. I'm glad they finally got their own piece!

Litty became Kingham and Kingham became Litty, but you wouldn't be able to tell anything has changed.

Ko-Fi

[smollsmule]

Rewatching Episode 7 currently and the fact that we have an entire flashback that's framed 100% like a romcom meet cute/ montage, fuzzy music, silly jokes, editing style and all, except it's literally watching a teenager die a slow, violent death.

Truly one of the choices of all time.

[skitterplant]

Have you played the new help wanted? Sun was absolutely iconic there!

I've seen the playthroughs! His VA was absolutely incredible in the role, I loved every single line he got 😭😭😭

The mix of sass with genuine anguish hnnnNNNNNn just

👌👌👌👌👌chef's kiss

I'm still a bit bummed about the lack of new content for my boy Moon though ):

😭💦💦💦💦💦💦 HHHHHHHHHhhh

Really hope they give him a bit more screentime and character in the next DLC (if it comes out)