#CAN ANYBODY HEAR MEEEEEEE

[spookyteeths]

the thing that REALLY has me climbing the walls about ravenous is it’s use of the wendigo myth. like cannibalism is really explicitly about colonialism in this movie and the fact that the cannibal characters became cannibals in the first place because they heard the wendigo story from native characters. like ives and hart and boyd aren’t *literally* wendigos because even that concept is stolen property. they took the story and changed it to justify their own violent desires. they cannibalized it, even.

[youngpettyqueen]

NOT JULIAN SCREAMING GARAK'S NAME. NOT THE CRADLING GARAK IN HIS ARMS. NOT "Doctor... im afraid I won't be able to have lunch with you today." SISKO HAVING TO PULL JULIAN AWAY. WHY ARE THEY LIKE THISSSSSSS

[stewy]

not only does tenmartha do all the possible romance tropes + natural chemistry between the actors + she was literally the doctor's doctor. like sorry does nobody see she was the doctor's doctor how insanely intimate is that. HELLO CAN ANYBODY HEAR MEEEEEEE

[halftheway]

can anybody hear meeeeeee

[stonewallsposts]

Music I Love: 1976

Continuing the Music I Love: the 70's series, here are some songs from 1976. 

Breakdown- Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers   Smoooooth and cool, with one of the great guitar riffs.  

Still the One- Orleans   First time I heard this song was when it had been appropriated by the ABCTV as a jingle. I loved the song and when I found out it was an actual pop song, even better. But I've loved this song ever since. 4 part harmonies don't hurt at all. 

Fernando- Abba    I actually like this song better than their more famous Dancing Queen that was released the same year. It has a sweet, melancholy vibe for the verses and converts to a more bouncy tune in the chorus. Not a lot of songs I like that feature the flute.... 

Somebody to Love- Queen  My all-time favorite Queen song. This song contains one of those moments that sends chills up my spine; it's where the song climaxes to- "Can anybody find meeeeeee... (pause) somebody to.... Lo-o-o-ove." The drums kick in and the backing vocals start back in with "oooh, find me... somebody tooooo love." The chord progression, the backing vocals... oooh. Sweet. I've heard this done by flash mobs, and in movies... it's always that same chill up the spine when I hear it. 

Hotel California- The Eagles  This was a BIG hit when it came out. It's probably my least favorite of the Eagles' songs that I have on the list, but it's still a great song 

Don't Fear the Reaper- Blue Oyster Cult So the songwriters swear this isn't a song advocating for suicide, but it certainly seems like it is. Despite that, it's a pretty catchy tune, so it's being added to the list. Probably most famous for the Saturday Night Live skit with Will Farrell and Jimmy Fallon, who can barely keep from laughing, with the line: More Cowbell!

PS: I was gonna include Dancing Queen... but on second thought... who needs it? 

[yescking]

im still shocked bc you sniped the fucking tk - grian parallel like what the heck yeah sure. tk watched croissant die over and over again and grian saw scars every death message in game this is insane

i want you to know that this is a real screenshot from the game and the context is that they talk about future timekeeper who snapped and left everyone behind and you gave me this brainrot and i sit here with “watcher grian cant take life games anymore and leaves to 100h” by the way future tk lived longer than future croissant just like 100h!grian outlived 100h!scar

IT WAS JUST HARD FOR ME TO WATCH EVERYONE DISAPPEAR REPEATEDLY???????????????????

WHAT

[werenotacoupleyesyouare]

C!WILBUR COMES BACK AND C!QUACKITY IS GONE AND DOESN’T REMEMBER HIM CAN ANYBODY HEAR MEEEEEEE

[futurewriter2000]

Heartless - pt. 12

A/N: Oh, man.... I love this. I was literally swinging left and right as I was writing the last part, listening to the song.

XX

James and Sirius were both laughing as they ran to the house, one racing the other. They were like two children, filled with life as they both like the wind. 

“PADS!” James shouted, laughing and running to him. “WE’RE APPARATING!”

“WHAT?!”

“WE’RE APPARATING!”

“WE DON’T KNOW HOW TO APPARTE!”

“WE’RE DOING IT NOW!” James jumped on Sirius and apparated with him, tumbling into the living room floor. 

They both looked at each other, traced their hands all over their body just in case if one left their leg somewhere in Switzerland. Sirius still wasn’t of age, until November, to use magic but since James was, all he wanted to do was use it. When they saw each other apparate for the first time. 

“Bloody hell, mate! You actually made us apparate!”

“ARE YOU TWO BLOODY INSANE!” Fleamont came rushing into the room with his face red as tomato.

“I did as you said dad!” James shouted, jumping around him meanwhile Fleamont grabbed James’ shoulder firmly and forced him to stop. 

“YOUR ROOM! BOTH OF YOU!” his voice boomed through the room meanwhile James’ smile faded at the sight of his father’s anger. He wanted to argue with him but then he saw you sitting in the background, avoiding his eyes as your mother sat beside you and another man stood there. 

“What’s going on?” he asked, trying to push his father’s hand away but Fleamont didn’t let him. 

“Alastor Moody?” Sirius walked into the kitchen, smiling at the man as the man only grunted. “Blimey, sir.”

“What is it boy?!” Moody grunted, turning to Sirius. “Oh, you look just like your father. Except the hair. The hair is new.”

“And so is your missing eye.”

“I-”

“Boys.” your father said again and both of them looked up at him. “Room. Now. I will not ask again.”

“This seems like a family matter. Sirius and I are-”

“James, out.” 

“But-”

“JAMES!”

“DAD! IT ISN’T FAIR-”

“JAMES FLEAMONT POTTER GET INTO YOUR ROOM OR I WILL LOCK YOU INSIDE! I HAVE ENOUGH THINGS ON MY MIND DON’T LET YOU BE ONE OF THEM!” by now your father resembled the colour red, almost defined it. 

You had never seen your father this mad, nor did James or anybody else but your father had more problems in his mind then James’ behaviour.

“Oh, so I’m a problem now?” 

“Yes, now go up to your room before I make you, son!”

“I hate you.” James growled at him and looked at Sirius, who was looking at you, who was looking back at Sirius. 

He gave you a soft, comforting smile and nodded. He left with James, always looking back at you to give you the comfort nobody else could. 

When you all heard James slam the door shut, your father let out a long breath then turned back to the three of you. He looked at Moody and gave him a stern look. “I’m not sending her away, Alastor. She’ll be safe at Hogwarts.”

“She’d be safer at Beuxbetons or Durmstrang-”

“Durmstrang! All they do is black magic! The Dark Lord could have a bunch of-”

“Hogwarts isn’t safe with her, Fleamont!”

“Dumbledore can surely-”

“Dumbledore can only do just as much!”

“How about I go to Hogwarts... It’s my last year. Everybody will know something is wrong, Alastor.” you stood up and walked up to your father. Putting your hand on his shoulder, you gave him a small, soft smile before looking back at Moody. “You can teach me-”

“Like I have the time for you, you silly girl. I have more important things to do than teach you silly old spells.”

“They’re not silly! I am not silly! I can fight and I can do so much more things. Just because I am a girl, does not mean I am useless!”

“You being a girl is not the issue. You can think as highly as you want, girl but the Dark Lord has years of experiance that you would only dream of. If he gets you in his hands again-”

“He won’t!”

“I won’t be there to save you next time!”

You shut your lips as the terrible events of that night came rushing back into your memory. You turned around, showing him your back as tears started to gather in your eyes. You swallowed them thickly.

“Then find somebody who will!” you said sharply, turning at him and glaring back. “Find a Legilimen! Find somebody who knows-”

“They would never agree to do what you ask of. You’re better off at Durmstrang. They have the best Legilimen teachers.”

“I don’t want Durmstrang! I want Hogwarts!”

“Then I can’t help you!”

“Then I’ll help myself! If you don’t want to teach me- if Dumbledore doesn’t want to teach me then I’ll just teach myself!”

“That’s impossible-”

“No, it’s not.” your mother suddenly cut in, standing up on her two feet and finally getting some colour in her face. She walked to all the three of you and glared at Moody. “I am grateful for saving my daughter-” she took a hold of your shoulders  and kept her hands firm on them. “- but my uncle was a self-learned Legilimen and he was successful in anything. She is like him and I know she is better than anybody in this family. She can do this. If she wants to go to Hogwarts, we will send her to Hogwarts with her brother but the only thing I ask you Alastor to check up on her-”

“Mom!”

“Somebody needs to.” she turned to you, smiling. “I know you’re strong. You’ve always been stronger than any of us now you have to let us help you at least a bit. I almost lost you, I’m not taking that risk again.” she then turned back to Moody. “We will pay you ot teach her the Dark Arts- the proper Dark Arts. Four times a week or three times a week. It can be you or somebody you know.”

“Alright.” Moody said, making everybody silence in surprise. “It won’t be me, though. I know you Potters are stubborn but so am I. I’ll find you a good Auror.” and with that he was gone in a blink of a second. 

---

You came into your room and closed your door behind you. Leaning on them, you looked up at the ceiling and took a deep breath in. “God-”

“Sirius but you can call me God too-”

“BLOODY HELL!” you jumped at the sight of the dark figure in the bed, reading a book under the bed lamp. He was grinning at you, watching you hold your heart and slide down the door from horror. 

“Jumpy, are we?”

“Merlin, what are you doing here?”

“James shut the door before I made it inside. Guessed he wants to be alone.” 

“Oh.” you said, letting your head fall into your palms and rubbing them against your eyes, letting out an exhausted groan. 

He kept looking at you, his eyes focused on the blue lines on your arms. Your sweater was too big, stretched out and worn out, making the sleeves fall down your arms, almost to your elbows. There were black lines, blue lines- like veins, like cuts- something he had never seen before. 

He felt a long pit in his stomach form but he swallowed every emotion into that pit. He closed the book and slid down the bed. He leaned on it, sitting opposite of you and watching you. 

“How are you?” he asked, making you look up and throw your head back. 

“Great, as you can see.” you smiled, closing your eyes and wishing he would be next to you. Wishing so hard he would crawl to you and take a hold of you but when you opened your eyes, he was still there- so far away. 

He kept watching you for a moment or two, just before he stood up and walked to your stereo and finding a Muggle station he loved to listen to. He never told this to anybody but James, Peter and Remus but he loved to turn on Muggle radio stations just to piss of his parents. Who knew that he would end up enjoying Muggle music?

It started on the middle of the song, making Sirius smile and how beautiful he looked when he showed his smile- especially the kind that made his eyes sparkle with mischief. 

He stepped in rhythm with the song, offering you a hand. “Dance with me?” 

“Sirius...”

“Come on, you grandma.” he took your hand and pulled you up, placing his hand on your hip and the other into his, swinging with you on the song. 

“You don’t have to do this...” you said, smiling at him before leaning a bit forward to his chest. “But it’s really nice.”

“ I'll be there 'til the stars don't shine 'Til the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme .” he started to sing with the song, making you smile and hold him close. 

You put your hand on his chest, leaning your head on it as well and hearing his slow heartbeat as he held you close, singing softly in your ear. 

“And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind And I'll love you, always ...” he kept going on, leaning his head on you and letting the song play on by itself. Until he pulled back and stepped back a bit, the bass guitar playing faster and louder, “  What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair To touch your lips, to hold you near When you say your prayers, try to understand I've made mistakes, I'm just a man!!!!!” he shouted loudly and dramatically , taking your hand and pulling you close, swinging with you on your feet and hearing you laugh next to him. 

“I didn’t know you were such a singer, Black.” you started to tease, pulling a bit away and wrapping your arms around his neck and going from one foot to another.

“I can be a lot of things, Potter. You only say the word.” his eyes flashed a little mischief, just as his grin, just before he turned his head away, avoiding the moment and hearing the music change. His grin spread and he pushed himself away, opening his arms and singing from the depth of his lungs. “TAAAAKEEEEE MEEEEEEE!!!! TO THEE MAGICCC OF THE MOMENTTTTT!!!!!! ONN A GLOORY NIGHT! WHERE THE CHILDREN OF TOMORROWWW!!! DREAAM OFF-”

“Oh, my God Sirius.” you ran to him, placing your hand over his mouth. “It’s late.” you laughed and he looked kept humming despite your hand on top of his lips, dancing with his eyes as well as his hips. 

“Can’t help the music.” he took your hand and spun you around, dancing with you more relaxed and taking a hold of you from behind you, swinging you left and right as his hands kept holding yours.

And you wished it would be like this forever... forever like a dream, your dream....

[thedramaclubs]

Dance with you

This is my favorite part in this story and in the musical

Summery: After the whole musical scene, people are panicking, Virgil and Roman properly meet, and Logan is scared about what will happen with him and Patton (and then the best song in the whole musical will happen)

Ships: Logicality, Prinxiety, demus/dukeceit

When they’re singing

Patton-blue

Logan-black

Both-pink

The parents and students came running out of the gym and Mrs Greene and Virgil were questioning everything that just happens

“Who was responsible for that!? Was it you?!” “ME! No I have no idea what just happened in there!” “Strangers burst in hurling insults at the parents, and you do nothing?! What kind of school are you running here Mr Hawkins?” “Uggghh.” Virgil then saw Roman and his friends coming out of the gym.

“Um excuse me Roman, may I speak to you?” “Sure, what?” Virgil took a breath “Um I’m Virgil, Virgil Hawkins I’m the principal and I just... What are you doing here?!” “We have come to this community to show that gay people, like myself, are made of the same flesh and blood as they are. And we’re not........that” Remus started scaring some of the parents

“I’ll tell you another thing........I’m Jewish tooL Remus than sang a note and a parent and her child ran

“Ah yes, my brother”

“You see Roman this is not a good way to do it I almost had the parents reinstate prom then you disrupted everything” “Well that’s exactly what we’re trying to do.” Roman then started walking away then Virgil blurted out “Uh I’m a fan!” Roman turned around in shock

“What your a fan?”

“Yes I am”

“Well What kind of fan? Big fan? Small fan? Scary....stabby fan?”

Virgil chuckled “You could say I’m a BIG fan.”

“Well that’s surprising.” “Is it?” “Your not my usual demographic” “You men very tall, very skinny, and very very pale to wear I look like a ghost?” “I was gonna say straight. Are.... you straight sorry for me asking” Virgil then started to get really anxious and nervous to what he was about to tell Roman

“Well actually um, can we keep this between us?” “Of course.” He took a deep breath “I’m.............................gay. I know it may be shocking to hear from a principal who works at a school we’re the students and faculty are Homophobic but this is who I am.” Roman suddenly felt so bad for him “But I’m not important right now. Right now it’s about Patton getting his prom. But I do have a friend who is straight and likes Broadway so in the end, straight people like Broadway too.”

“Oh my god I’m so sorry and also I’ve heard about that last part I always thought it was a fairy tale” Virgil then remembered what they were talking about “Anyway, it’s true and I’ve been a fan since I saw you in your very first show”

“You saw “Swallow the moon?””

“Sure did and I have the album. I’ve listened to it 100 times. And that song you sing at the top of act 2 “The Lady’s Improving” I get chills every time I hear it”

“That song made me a star”

“It made me a fan”

At that moment Joan and Thomas came running in “Roman come quick your brother is trying to tip over the bus” as Roman started to quickly walk away.

“Um Mr Allen this is a delicate situation so I kindly ask you and your friends to back off for a few days”

“Back off? No no no backing off is exactly what we’re not trying to do. Ahh I see what your doing, yor trying to disarm me with flattery. Well that won’t work Virgil flattery makes me stronger. Fuels my ego.”

He than ran off to stop his brother and now we see Janus and Patton leaving the gym

“STOP TAKING MY PICTURE PLEASE!”

“I need a poster for the rally”

Virgil ran in to save him “Ok. Thank you thank you”

“Who are these people?” “Actors. Famous Broadway actors they came to help you.” “They’re not helping me this is a nightmare.” “Oh this isn’t a nightmare p, you can wake up from a nightmare. Anyways I have to go stop the riot in the parking lot” Virgil quickly ran out and Logan ran in to his locker.

“Oh my god”

“I know”

“It’s like everyone’s gone insane. This is too much I’m freaking out”

“Don’t freak out. We have a plan. We’re gonna get dressed up, go to prom and be together in public. Not hiding anymore”

“That sounded like a great plan” “It could still happen” “I don’t know my mothers going ballistic. I have to go I told her I was coming for my books” Logan started walking away and Patton stoped him

“This isn’t my fault..............you know that right?”

🎶I don’t want to start a riot, I don’t want to blaze a trail, I don’t want to be a symbol or cautionary tale. I don’t want to be a sacpe goat, for people to oppose. What I want is simple as far as wanting goes🎶

🎶I just wanna dance with you let, the whole world melt away and dance with you. Who cares what other people say and when we’re threw no one can convince us we were wrong. All it takes is you and me, and a song🎶

Logan looked back at his boyfriend, smiled, and started to walk back to him

🎶I don’t need a big production, streamers hanging in the air, I don’t need to spend the night with confetti in my hair. I don’t need a room of people that I don’t really know🎶

🎶I just want to hold you🎶

🎶And never let you go🎶

The two men then held hands

🎶I just wanna dance with you, let the whole world melt away and dance with you. Who cares what other people say and when we’re threw🎶

🎶No one can con convince us we were wrong🎶

🎶All it takes is you and me and a song🎶

Mrs Greene came bursting in and the two of them let go of each other

“Logan what are you doing?” “NOTHING” “Get in the car.” He looked back real quick than left

🎶Two people swaying slowly nothing more and nothing less. Why anybody fears that is anybody’s guess🎶

🎶I just wanna dance with you, let the whole world melt away and dance with you. Who cares what other people say and when we’re threw no on can convince us we were wrong🎶

🎶All it takes is you and meeeeeee, AND A SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNG🎶

People to tag/ @artissijules @patt-off @frogsandcookies @icantthinkofacreativeurl

This is the best part in the story

[whittakerjodie]

Material Girl (13th Doctor X Reader)

Summary: The reader loves collecting all sorts of beautiful trinkets from their time travelling adventures. The Doctor starts to contribute. REQUESTED BY MEEEEEEE

A/N: the vibes are kinda all over the place w this one i think but here it is!

Words: 3.2k

Warnings: Explosions, but nothing super severe

You didn’t just love shiny things; anything beautiful caught your eye and kept it for a long while. Part of you knew that you shouldn’t dedicate so much sentiment to material objects, but you couldn’t help yourself. The Doctor noticed your habit for keeping souvenirs when she’d barged into your room at 3 in the morning, yelling about a Silurian attack happening a few towns away. (She’d landed in the wrong month, but you were happy to see her nonetheless, as she was 2 weeks late picking you up for an adventure)

“Oh, this is from Atros!” She said with a smile, picking up a large necklace you’d purchased from the merchant-filled planet. It was glittering with dozens of unknown gems, all wrapped in a red metal native to the planet. It was one of many, many, many jewelry items you had, and it was only a small piece compared to the rest of the souvenirs you’d taken. 

“I know you said not to keep a bunch of stuff, because of the timelines and what not” You said. “But I’m not showing it to anybody, I promise. I just… like having it all, I suppose.” 

The Doctor put the necklace back carefully, thinking as her eyes scanned over the rest of your impressive collection. After a minute and a quick scan of her sonic screwdriver at a particularly suspicious looking item, she turned back to you. “It’s alright, then. Didn’t ever realize you kept so much. Is it just for memories sake?” 

She had taken a seat on the edge of your bed, peering down at you curiously. Propping yourself on your elbows, you responded: “That’s part of it, yeah, but I guess the aesthetics play into it as well.” 

“Aesthetics?” 

“It’s pretty,” You clarified. The Doctor grinned, like she’d thought of something brilliant. 

“Fair enough. You should get some rest. I’ll be back soon.” Despite your protests on account of her tardiness, she ran back into her magic blue box and it began to disappear, sending her away from you. Fluffing your pillow up with an annoyed huff you layed back down, eyes remaining fixated on your beautiful trinkets as you waited for them to close. 

It was another week before the Doctor arrived again. Every day you tried to incorporate a bit of alien accessories into your outfit, choosing the most human-like ones so you didn’t raise suspicions. Colors and designs didn’t matter, but some of them had a tendency to be secret weapons or glow in unnatural ways. The last thing you needed was questions being asked and the Doctor taking your prizes away. 

After work one day, you set the pair of sparkling star-shaped earrings, cut out of Etherian sunstone, onto the shelf where you kept everything else. You stared at the pair for several moments, lips stretching into a small smile at their beauty, which was only accessible to you and you alone. Was it selfish of you to keep such things to yourself? You didn’t care to consider things like that for very long. As long as you were appreciating them properly… that’s what mattered. 

The familiar whorp whorp of the TARDIS broke through the air and your lips stretched farther into a full grin. She was late, again, but you found it hard to complain when each trip yielded such wonderful experiences and treasures. You could hear her stomping around the living room, looking for you. 

“In here!” You called. Weeks ago, you would’ve scolded yourself for being so bold as to invite her into your bedroom, but you missed her so much, and you were sure she wouldn’t take notice of the implications. Sure enough, the door was thrown open eagerly. You stepped back from the mirror; You’d gotten dressed again, in pajamas. However, you still managed to add a little extra ‘something’ , a ring made out of resin encasing the ashes of a dead star. It was still beautiful, but in a sad way. It was a privilege to own it, knowing that each particle of ash had once belonged to a collective marvel. When you saw it in the shop, you couldn’t not buy it. 

The Doctor gasped when her eyes fell upon it, immediately pulling your hands into her own. “Wow!” She gasped, turning your hand over. “That looks like… hmm.. Seems like the remains of Sotonus-97!” 

“You can tell by looking?” You asked in awe, blushing as she kept your hand held tightly in her own despite finishing her examination. She nodded, then reached into her back pocket. 

“Close your eyes” You did as you were told, eyebrow raising out of curiosity. The Doctor giggled softly, something that made your heart flutter. Then, your senses focused on the weight that she was setting into your palm. 

“Alright, open them” Once again following the Doctor’s orders, you let your eyes flutter open, and they landed on one of the most beautiful bracelets you’d ever seen in your life. A loud, shocked gasp escaped you as you glanced over the polished gold, curved into a ring that the Doctor could easily slip onto your wrist. All across the surface of the bracelet was a tightly woven abstract piece of circles and lines- you recognized it as the text that littered the TARDIS monitors and ceilings. 

“Doctor… wow” You whispered, running your finger across the bracelet's surface. The Timelord kept her eyes on you, gauging your reaction to the gift. She let out a small sigh as she realized the reception was positive, the edge of her lips twitching upwards. 

“I assume you like it?” She asked. You chuckled; clearly you did, but the Doctor could always use the extra affirmation. 

“Of course, Doctor” You reassured her, setting your hand on her cheek. The two of you froze, smiles not faltering but not exactly growing either. The bracelet felt a lot heavier against your skin, pulling you down and yet doing so little to ground you back into reality. Did you really just do that? Realizing that every second you were panicking was another awkward moment of your hand caressing her, you let it fall back to your side.

“I-I got it from the Patraxus system. They let you engrave anything.” 

“What does it say?” You wondered, tracing the patterns. The Doctor leaned back, scratching the back of her head with an awkward stretch of her lips. 

“It doesn’t exactly have an english equivalent,” You nodded, accepting her answer despite something in the back of your head recognizing her lie. The Doctor wasn’t always honest about some things, particularly related to her past and people, and you knew not to push it. 

“It’s absolutely beautiful either way. Thank you, really!” 

“Don’t have to thank me. Always happy to share bits of the universe. Figured I owed you for being so late, anyway. Speaking of that- were you about to sleep? I can always leave and come back” 

Realizing she was planning on whisking you away, you glanced at your closet. You could find something else to wear. “Don’t you dare. I’ll get changed, and then I fully expect you to surprise me.” 

Not that she ever failed at that. 

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When you got changed out of your pajamas and quicikly drank a cup of coffee to keep yourself awake for whatever the Doctor had in store, you pushed open the door of the big blue box residing in your living room. The space-time machine gave a pleasant whirrr as you entered, the crystal columns growing a brighter shade of orange. In the corner of the room, Yaz and Ryan were talking with each other. Graham was nowhere in sight, and the Doctor was fidgeting at the console. 

“Hey guys, what’s up?” 

“Little tired,” Ryan said with a shrug. “Graham decided to skip out on this one, don’t think he appreciates getting his sleep interrupted that much. Hey- what’s that?” 

Noticing his gaze was focused on the Doctor’s gift, you lifted your wrist so he could examine it closer. His eyebrows raised as the gold glowed under the lights of the TARDIS. “Wicked. Where’d you get that one from?” 

“I got it from the Doc actually! Said she owed me for being so late.” Yaz scoffed and crossed her arms, taking her own turn gawking at the garment. 

“We didn’t get anything” 

“You didn’t?” 

“Maybe a quick half-assed apology, but certainly not something like this!” Ryan complained. Suddenly, your cheeks felt *very* warm. Why would the Doctor give you something and not them? Maybe it was easier to find gifts for you because of your collection habits? Or… your mind toyed with another, more romantic idea. Yaz and Ryan seemed to be following the same thread, and they smirked. 

“Well.. I’m sure it's just something she thought would look cool in my collection!” You offered quickly. They shared a look before rolling their eyes, dragging you over to the console so you could help them convince the Doctor to take the three of you to Paris (a trip you’d all been trying to organize for some time- it was hard to decide on what time period to visit) 

The gifts didn't stop at the bracelet; it seemed as though, after showing her your collection, she became quite invested in contributing to it. Even if you weren’t accompanying her on an adventure, she would find something for you to add. It wasn't like you could refuse- each and everyone was beautiful beyond description and begged to be cherished properly. 

“Do you need new shelves or anything?” The Doctor asked. Setting your hairbrush down on your dresser, you turned your head towards her. She was adding a few gemstones to your collection, frowning. There was no longer any space on any surface in your room to house more trinkets. 

“Oh. Guess I didn’t realize they were getting that crowded,” You said with a laugh. The Doctor grinned and pocketed the stones, sitting on your bed. The sight made your heart sing a little. Not the time, you reminded yourself. 

The TARDIS had taken quite the hit earlier in the day, while the five of you were getting chased by aliens. The Space-time machine was currently refueling, and Yaz and Ryan had practically thrown the Doctor at you for the night. Now the two of you were alone in your flat, staying up far too late. The Doctor didn’t sleep much, you knew that, but it felt like if you gave into your urge to sleep you’d miss out on time with her. And one-on-one encounters didn’t happen as much as you wanted them too. 

“You alright, Y/N?” The time lord asked. You nodded and she reached over to pull your blanket back, fluffing your pillow. “Think it might be time for you to sleep. Graham gave me a mouthful for interrupting his so much… Sometimes I forget how much of it you lot need.” 

“Not really tired,” You protested, but a yawn contradicted your already weak argument. The Doctor raised a brow and patted the mattress beside her. Unable to go against the Doctor’s orders you lower yourself onto the soft surface. She pulled the comforter back over you, tucking you in. 

“I’ll be in the living room if you need me. Sleep well!” As she stood, your hand caught her wrist, a million thoughts running through your head. “Y/N?” 

“Stay?” realizing how desperate you sounded, you cleared your throat and tried the request again. “Will you stay? Just for a bit? We don’t get many moments like this is all” 

The Doctor blinked, surprised, then nodded and returned to her spot. “Like this?” 

“Well, that’s fine, but you can lie down if you want too,” Your voice was barely above a whisper, but it was better that way; then she couldn’t hear how much it trembled from nervousness. She slowly laid down on her side, facing you with a curious look in her eye. 

“Do you want a bedtime story?” It was too hard to fight your laugh, and the timelord rolled her eyes playfully. “I’ll have you know I’m ace at them. Dad skills. Or- mum skills? No, definitely dad skills. Not that it matters” 

“I just wanted to talk for a bit I suppose” 

“About what?” the Doctor whispered, eyes never leaving yours. 

“Anything?” 

Before the Doctor could choose from her infinite options, there was a loud bang from across your flat, followed by an orchestra of destruction. The Doctor’s reflexes were a lot quicker than yours and she shot up from the bed just as you processed that anything had occurred. There were several loud footsteps coming closer and a deafening grumbling voice. 

The aliens from earlier. The Doctor stepped into the hallway, switching into Oncoming Storm mode. You finally came to your senses and you got to your feet, looking around the room for something to grab to use as a makeshift weapon. 

“How’d you manage to escape the time loop?” The Doctor demanded to know. When you saw motion out of the corner of your eyes they dropped downward. The Doctor was motioning towards the window, the action just out of the aliens sights. 

Even without following instruction and heading towards the window, you knew any efforts would be in vain. You had no fire escape close by your window and it was too high of a drop for you to make without breaking something, which you preffered to avoid doing. 

When the Doctor didn’t hear the window open she glanced at you quickly, asking why you weren’t doing as you were told with her eyes. You shook your head and she pursed her lips in understanding. Then, her eyes went wide and she quickly dashed back into the room, slamming the door and throwing one of your dressers to the floor in front of it. 

Milliseconds after she did so, the door began to shake as the aliens pounded their fists against it, demanding entrance. The Doctor threw the window open and then her hand landed on your shoulder and pulled you downward onto the floor. Behind the door, you could hear a sinister beeping begin and the Doctor tugged on your shirt, frantically crawling underneath the bed. This time, you were able to follow orders. 

As soon as you were under the bed safely, the Doctor’s arms wrapped around you, holding you tightly to her chest. It was hard to enjoy the position when the beeping was getting louder by the second until there was a sudden wave of force pushing against you. The door gave way easily to the bomb that the aliens had placed behind it, and the splinters of wood shot across the room. Thankfully, nothing hit you, as you happened to be receiving full-body protection from an alien that was a lot less violent than the ones stepping past the destroyed door. 

The Doctor pressed you even tighter to her still as a whimper made it’s way past your lips, her fingers tangling themselves in your hair. “Don’t make a sound” 

You nodded against her embrace, shutting your eyes to make the effort easier. The aliens were stepping all around your room, throwing your belongings all over to examine them. One of the aliens reached the window, and they grunted, annoyed. By opening the window, the Doctor had let them believe that you’d already escaped. 

“Let’s leave,” One of the aliens hissed. “Clearly this place is of no use to us. The humans will pay for their disobedience.” 

Several grunts followed, and then their footsteps retreated into the distance. Just when you found yourself feeling safe enough to open your eyes, the same menacing beep started up again, coming from what seemed to be multiple sources. The Doctor smoothed your hair behind your ear, eyes wide. 

“I think we need to run, now!” Running was the status quo, but it was a lot harder to run from your own home. The two of you rolled out from underneath the bed on different sides, meeting up in the middle of the room to begin your escape. Grabbing your hand, the Doctor dragged you through your flat. All along the floor there were small black boxes, glowing red and beeping. 

“You wouldn’t happen to have a back door by any chance?” The Doctor yelled over the looping noise. You descended the stairs to the floor below. 

“One, another flight down!” The two of you raced to the back door, and you silently prayed that the bombs would be weak enough to not harm any of the other residents of the building. The Doctor kicked the door open, pulling the two of you into the outdoors. 

The move was rushed and the two of you awkwardly fell to the ground just in time to watch the force from the bombs reduce your windows to dust. Flames branched out from all of the brand new holes in your home, burning into the back of your eyes. The Doctor covered you with her body again, shielding you from falling debris. 

Twenty five minutes and a conversation with the fire chief later, you were left standing outside of your destroyed flat, waiting for the others to show up and help the Doctor and you hunt the aliens down again. A shiver ran through your body as a sharp wind moved through the air, and soon there was a sleek fabric draped over your shoulders. 

“Sorry about everything” The Doctor murmured, no longer wearing her signature coat. It was hard to think of something to say; after all, you had just lost all of your belongings and the only place outside of the TARDIS that you could call home. Understanding why you didn’t respond, the Doctor slowly eased an arm around your shoulder to comfort you. “I’d be happy to find you another flat- or a house, if you preferred. And clothes, too. The TARDIS could probably recreate half your closet using your memories alone!” 

“It’s not those things, I suppose… I talked to the fire chief. There’s only a little bit of my collection left.”  You revealed, voice thick and wavering. The Doctor sighed and hugged you tighter, reaching for your hand. You were still wearing the golden bracelet she gave you weeks ago. She smiled down at it, giving your hand a comforting squeeze. 

“We’ll just have to collect a lot more, then. Tell you what- from now on, we’re not leaving a single planet until we have at least 2 items for the collection, I promise. 3, even! How does that sound?” 

Spirits lifting with the help of her cheerful tone and eagerness to make you happier, you couldn’t help but mirror her smile. “Sure, Doc, that sounds great” 

You leaned to your side to press a kiss to her cheek. When you pulled back, the skin was pink, her eyes crinkling as her smile transformed into a grin. Voices called out your names and the two of you turned, seeing Ryan, Yaz, and Graham running towards you. 

“Come on then,” You murmured to the time lord. “Let’s get rid of these guys and then start working on that promise of yours, yeah?” 

As the Doctor pulled the two of you back into action, you didn’t bother looking back. There would be time to mourn efficiently later. For the moment, all you needed to focus on was the woman holding your hand. After all, no matter what treasures you collected or lost, the greatest one was always the Doctor

[quinnathy]

personal favorite parts from Dear Evan Hansen (soundtrack + whatever i could get from the slime tutorial), ACT ONE

- "making this up as i go" pt. 1 and then the orchestra change shifting up into the Murphys' part

- "does anybody have a mapdoesanybodymaybehappentoknOW HOW THE HELL TO DO THIS"

- "cause i'm tap-tap-tappin' on the glass... wAAvin' through a windowohhh, i-"

- the string progression into "we start with stars in our eyes"

- the repeated "when you're falling in a forest and there's nobody around" lines that slowly gets more and more intense and you can feel the anxiety Evan has in that part

- "did i even make a sound? did i ever make a sound? it's like i never made a sound, will i ever make a sound?" (echo linger) (swell bass) (boom) "ON THE OUTSIDE-"

- the choreography and lighting in that part too oh my god

- "is anybody wAAAAVING, WAVING, WAVING, WAAAAAVIN'- ohhhohohoh"

- the way Evan's voice starts off shaky and uncertain in For Forever but then the boy's belting out verses

- the bridge in that song oh my god

- "from far across the yellow field i hear him calling 'follow me' and, tHERE HE GOES-"

- "one foot, after another, one branch, then to another,"

- "until the entire SUN, shines on mY FAAAAAAACE"

- "he's coming to get me", and the way Evan repeats it and he's shaky with relief

- the quiet "all we see is sky" leading into the final verses

- the upbeat bop vibe that Sincerely, Me instantly gives off with the first few notes

- "wHY WOULD YOU WRITE THAT?" "heheheheheheheheheiM just trying to tEll the trUtH"

- "there's nothing wrong with the love that one man feels for another! in fact i think it's quite touching-" "let's go bACK JARED"

- "stop hyperventilating" "im not hyperventilating" "you're having considerable trouble breathing" "no im not-" "do you need a paper bag" "im not hyperventilating-" "-you need to calm down" "nO IM NOT HYPERVENTILATING JARED" "yES YOU ARE" and the two of them yelling at each other like children and evan just leaping to the next verse

- the guitar riff right after "yes i also miss our talks" reblog if you agree

- "smoking drUgs." "jUST fix iT-"

- *stoner voice* "if i stop smoking pot"

- evan and connor's exchange of "friendly punches" and them running around the stage until they reach jared

- "but not because we're gay" "nO, not because we're gay"

- "getting-" "better-" "every-" "DAAAAAYHEY HEY HEY HEY"

- "- who you wanna be, siiiiiincerely, mmmmISS you dearly"

- "sincerely mEEEEEEE-EHH-EHHH-EHHHH-EHHHHH-" (bam) "sincerely, me."

- the vocal mix of zoe and larry's "why should i have a heavy heart" it's like perfect

- the soft ending to Requiem

- "you looked really pretty- uh, it looked pretty cool-"

- "but he keeept, it all, inside his head"

- Evan's eventual build up of "if I could tell her" and "I love you"

- the fact that in Disappear Connor repeats some of Evan's sentences ("when you're falling in a forest") which makes it come full circle sure but it's also a reminder that Connor's just a part of Evan's mind

- "even if you've always been the barely in the background kinda guy..." "You still matter"

- "if you never get around to doing some remarkable thing, that doesn't mean that you're not worth remembering"

- "you need to show..." "i need to shOW THEM"

- "no one deserves to be forgotten". just the ending verses in general. holy shit

- the soft piano at the start of You Will Be Found and Evan's voice gently going "have you ever felt, like nobody was there?"

- honestly Evan's whole speech for ywbf had me crying already

- "well. let that lonely feeling... wash away"

- the unbelievably soft and gentle start to "even when the dark comes crashing through"

- tHE COMMENTS FOR THE SONG. HAD. ME BAWLING.

- "Thank you, Evan Hansen."

- "there's a place where we don't have to feel alone"

- "you are not alone" and that huge buildup and then bam, zoe's soft "even when the dark comes crashing through..."

- the ending line of Evan's soft but firm, "You will be... found."

part two over here

god, i love this musical

[senseisyfr]

The Exorcist

In Black and Gekikara’s house……………………

Black : Gekikaraaa, where are you baby…? I’m gonna catch youuuu….

Gekikara : (speaking from the room) I’m heeeere honeyyy…! I’m nakeeeed hahahahahahahaaa !!!!!!

Black : Aah I see…. (smiling) You want me to save you baby…. I’m coming then !! I’m your savior !!! (Already in front of the door)

Gekikara : Honeyyyy….!!

Black : Oohhh your voice…! Okay in 2 secs I’ll open the door !!

Gekikara : Open iiit…. Please open it honeey….!!

Black : (talking to herself, blushing) Holy shit. That door won’t be the only thing opened I’ll assure you… Alright baby, I’m coming in !! (Clak !) Mmm…. I can already smell your..(jumped) WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY SHIT !!!!!!! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT ?????!!!!! WHO ARE YOU ????!!!!

Gekikara was tied to the bed, naked with blood all over her, she was barely recognizable, creepy !!

Gekikara : HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA !!!!!!! You love it, honey….? Save me, come, drink meee….!!

Black : (panicked) GEKIKARA..!!!! THAT’S… THAT’S NOT YOU !!!! WHERE’S GEKIKARA ????!!!!

Gekikara : HAHAHAHAA !!!!! Honeeyyy you’re freaking out hihihiiii !! I’m excited….

Black : STAY AWAY FROM ME, YOU DEVIL !!!!!!!!

Gekikara : Honeyyy what are you saying…. Take meeee I want youuu…!!

Black : SATAN..!!!! YOU’RE SATAN !!!!!!! SATAN IS IN MY ROOOOOOOM !!!!!!!!! BLOODY HELL, I’M CURSED !!!!!!!!!! HELP !!!!!!!!! HEEEEEEEELP !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ANYBODY, PLEASE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gekikara : But honey it’s me !!!!!

Black : DON’T APPROACH ME !!!!!!!!!! YOU’RE NOT GEKIKARA !!!!!!! YOU STOLE HER AWAY FROM ME !!!!!!!!! I KNOW THAT YOU’RE SATAN DON’T FUCKIN COME CLOSER !!!!!!!!!! GO AWAY !!!!!!!!! YOU’RE USING HER VOICE !!!!!! YOU… YOU’RE KILLING HER..!!!!! GEKIIIII MY BABYYYYYY WHYYYYYYYYYY ??????!!!!!!

Gekikara : BLACK STOP BEING STUPID, YOU HURT MY FEELINGS THIS IS NOT FUNNY !!!!!! I’M YOUR GEKI, DON’T YOU SEE ????!!!! I’M GONNA SHOW YOU !!!!!

Black : (yelling, panicked) I SAID STAY AWAY FROM MEEEEEEE !!!!!!!!!!!!! GO AWAY, DEMON !!!!!!!!!! DON’T TOUCH ME !!!!!!!!! SHIIIIIIIIIT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gekikara : I’m gonna jump out of that bed then, you’ll recognize me….

Black : PLEASE, THIS IS A NIGHTMARE..!!!! DON’T TOUCH ME OR I’LL SCREAM !!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gekikara : Honeyyy it hurts..!!! (Covering up her ears)

Black : HOLY FUCKIN SHIT..!!!!!! I’M NOT GONNA DIE HERE !!!!!!!!! (showing her pendant) VADE RETRO, SATANAS !!!!!!!! GET OUT OF HERE, DEVIL, GIVE ME BACK MY GEKIKARAAAAAA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Suddenly the bed was floating up, surprising both Black and Gekikara.

Gekikara : WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH !!!!!!!!!!!!!! BLAAAAACK !!!!!!!! BLACK I’M SCARED !!!!!!!!!! LET ME DOWN !!!!!! PLEASE LET ME DOWN, GET ME DOWN FROM HERE !!!!!!! NOW !!!!!!!!!

Black : (still holding her pendant) SHUT UP YOU MONSTER !!!!!! YOU WON’T GET ME !!!!!!!! I SAID GET OUT OF HERE, DEMON !!!!!!! FUCK, WHY IT’S NOT WORKING ?????!!!!! GEKIIII I KNOW YOU’RE PRISONER INSIDE THIS BODY I KNOW YOU HEAR ME BUT DON’T WORRY, I’LL TRY TO STOP THIS FUCKIN DEVIL !!!!!!!!

Gekikara : BLAAAAAAAAAAAAACK !!!!!!!!!!!!!! HELP ME FOR FUCK’S SAKE !!!!!!!!! I’M SCARED, I’M SCAREEEED !!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Black : FUCKIN YOU, SATAN !!!!!!!!!! Damn it, who should I call..???!!! AH !!!!! (calling Torigoya) Torigoya ???!!!

Torigoya : Blaaaaack hey, sweetie how you doing ??? It’s unusual for you to call me at this hour ?? But don’t worry I’m practising erotic lessons, it’s great timing !!

Black : Torigoya, please listen to me carefully, this is bad !!!! Gekikara was tied up to the bed, well it was supposed to be her and..

Torigoya : WOOOOOOOOO !!!!! BLAAAAAACK !!!! Which positions you guys are doing ???? Mmm you’re both very busy and you want my advices, that’s right !!

Black : No no no please, listen !!!! There’s blood all over her body..

Torigoya : Blood ??? Black-saan, you’re scaring me..!! You guys have a weird way to make love !!

Black : THAT’S NOT THE POINT !!!!!! I FOUND OUT THAT THIS IS THE DEVIL !!!!! THE MONSTER SHOWED HIMSELF HERE !!!!!!!

Torigoya : AWW BLAAACK !!! You’re so naughty, girls I love you !! Show her your monster too, then….

Black : DAMN, YOU STUPID PERV !!!!! THAT’S NOT THE MOMENT THIS IS SERIOUS !!!!!! GEKIKARA IS THE DEVIL !!!!!! RAAAH, FUCK !!! (Slammed down the phone, calling Shibuya) Hello ???!!!

Gekikara : BLAAAACK I’M SCARED !!!!!!! STOP THAT IMMEDIATELY AND GET ME DOWN !!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH !!!!!!!!!!!

Shibuya : Girl, what do you want ?! Who’s screaming like that ??!!

Black : Ah, Shibuya hey, please this is bad !!! Gekikara was tied to the bed, we were about to make love but she was covered in blood that actually this is not her, I mean I found out that she is possessed you know, Satan is inside her or she’s inside Satan whatever !!!!

Shibuya : Whaaat ??!! What the fuck are you saying… please speak slowly cause I just woke up so……

Black : GEKIKARA IS THE DEVIL, SHE’S FLOATING UP IN OUR BED, WELL THE BED IS FLYING !!!! SHE’S POSSESSED BY THE DEMON !!!!!!

Shibuya : Blaack, girl come oon…! I don’t know what fuckin sex game you’re playing but you guys should stop weed you know… Since when beds are flying now, tss. You called me just for telling that bullshit at 2.am ?! Girl, you’re lucky that I just woke up but don’t fuckin do that again okay ! Gosh, you must be really high…!

Black : SHIBUYA GODDAMMIT !!!!!!! I’M NOT HIGH OR ANYTHING THIS IS REALLY SERIOUS !!!!!! GEKIKARA IS POSSESSED BY SATAN !!!!!!!! I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO !!!!!!!!

Gekikara : BLAAAAAAACK HELP ME FOR FUCK’S SAKE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BLAAAAAAAAAAAAACK !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Shibuya : Well, first stop marijuana, girl !! It’ll help a lot !!! Cause beds flying accross the room, floating or whatever, it just doesn’t exist !!! And second go back to sleep, take some pills and everything will be fine…

Black : AAH, THANKS !!!!!! HOW NICE IT IS TO COUNT ON FRIENDS AT A CRITICAL TIME LIKE THIS ONE !!!!!!!! YOU BITCH, INSTEAD OF CRITICIZING OTHERS YOU’D BETTER GO TO REHAB !!!!!!!!!!

Shibuya : Blaack, I’m sorry… Look, girl, you’re calling people at 2.am to tell all that shit, it’s fuckin annoying you know…! Tell Gekikara to sleep okay ?

Black : BUT SHE CAN’T SHE’S FLYING ACCROSS THE ROOM AND IT’S PRE..WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gekikara : BLAAAAAAAAAAAACK !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HELP ME, HELP ME PLEASE I’M SCARED !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Shibuya : You guys are always doing crazy things anyway… bye, good night !

Black : WHAT A..!!!!! GRR !!!!!! Ok, this is the last chance !! (Calling Sado) Come oooon, pick up !!! Pick uuup !!!! Sado, please..!!!! AH !!!!!! SADO ???!!!

Sado : Black ? Wassup ??

Black : SADO, PLEASE YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN HELP ME !!!!! THIS IS REALLY IMPORTANT MY LIFE IS IN DANGER I NEED YOUR HELP !!!!!

Sado : Ok tell me, I listen !!

Black : GEKIKARA AND I WERE PLAYING A SEX GAME BUT THINGS WENT OUT OF CONTROL, SHE WAS TIED TO THE BED BUT SHE HAS..

Sado : Tied to the bed ?? Mmm (smiling)…. Good girl, Gekikara…. Exactly like I taught her….

Black : YEAH BUT THAT’S NOT THE ONLY THING, SHE’S COVERED IN BLOOD BUT THIS IS NOT HER, SATAN IS POSSESSING HER BODY, YOU GET IT ????!!!! I TRIED TO STOP HIM WITH MY PENDANT BUT NOTHING WORKS AND I’M SCARED, HE CAN KILL ME ANYTIME !!!!!! SO PLEASE HURRY AND COME HERE, HELP ME !!!!!!!

Sado : (talking to Yuko, worried) Yuko, what were the last drinks that we gave to Black, yesterday ?

Yuko : (looking) Hum, wait… there are so many bottles, so…

Black : BUT I’M NOT DRUNK GODDAMMIT, SADO !!!!!!!! HEY !!!!!!!! GEKIKARA IS FLYING IN HER BED, SHE’S SATAN !!!!!!!! SHE’S GONNA KILL ME, SHIT CAN’T EVERYONE TRIES TO UNDERSTAND ME ????!!!! I’M GONNA DIE !!!!!!!!

Sado : Ok Black, seriously, you and Gekikara are watching too many horror movies !! You have to make a choice, you stop movies, animes or TV, but do something !

Yuko : There’s a ghost in your house ???!!!

Black : AH, YUKO !!!!! YOU’RE FINALLY THE ONE WHO UNDERSTANDS ME ON THIS FUCKIN EARTH !!!!!! YES, SATAN IS IN OUR ROOM, HE’S INSIDE GEKIKARA AND SHE’S FLYING !!!!! PLEASE HELP ME, I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO CAUSE HE’S GOING TO KILL ME !!!!!!!

Yuko : WHOAAH GIRL !!!! IT’S SO FUNNY !!!! Is it the Exorcist or something ???!!! Like in the movies ???

Black : RAAH COME ON, BE SERIOUS, THEY ARE BOTH GOING TO KILL ME !!!!!! TELL ME WHAT TO DO, COME TO MY PLACE AND HURRY DAMMIT !!!!!!

Yuko : Sado you heard ??!! Black is fighting the Devil, she’s lucky !!

Sado : There’s no way anyone can fight Satan, you can’t see him !

Yuko : Yeah but he’s inside Gekikara’s body !!!

Gekikara : BLAAAAAAAAAAAAACK !!!!!!!!!! BLAAAAAAAAAAACK HELP MEEEEEEEEE !!!!!!!!!!!!!

Black : GEKIKARAAAAA !!!!!!!!!!!!!! JESUS CHRIST, SHE BROKE THE CEILING !!!!!!!! HOLY FUCKIN SHIT..!!!!!!!

Sado : Looks like this is really serious, I don’t think they playing !!

Black : THAT’S WHAT I’M TRYING TO SAY ALL THIS TIME, BITCHES !!!!!!!!! HURRY DAMMIT !!!!!!!!!

Yuko : Wait, Black, can you describe in details how is the devil ??

Black : BUT THERE’S NO TIME FOR THAT !!!!!!! I’M GONNA DIE IF YOU DON’T MOVE YOUR FUCKIN ASSES !!!!!!!!! COME OOON !!!!!!!

Yuko : How that there’s no time for that ??!! Girl we need to know exactly which movie it is cause we’re gonna watch them again and we’ll call you back later to help you !

Black : STOP IT, DAMMIT !!!!!! ALL THE HORROR MOVIES, ALL !!!!!!!! I’M SCARED, HURRY ASSHOLES !!!!!!!!

Gekikara : WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sado : (looking for a few movies on the web) Hm, Gekikara screams sound like Poltergeist ?!

Yuko : No, not this one… Look for Amityville…

Sado : Well, maybe this is really the Exorcist…

Black : COME OOON WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IDIOTS !!!!!!! I’M GONNA DIIIIIIIE !!!!!!!!!!

Gekikara : BLAAAAAAAAAAAAACK AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Black : GEKIKARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

KRASH !!!!!! BOOOOOOOOOOM !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Black : Ge..Geki…kara… Argh..!! KOF KOF..!!!! Where are you..??

Gekikara was lying on the floor a few metres away, unconscious. Half of the room was destroyed.

Black : GEKIKARA ???!!! GEKIKARA, WAKE UP !!!!!! GEKIKARA !!!!!! (Trying to wake her up but the Queen was still not moving at all) PLEASE, NO..!!!! YOU… YOU CAN’T DIE…!!! BABY… I LOVE YOU, YOU’RE MY LIFE I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT YOU, NOOO..!!!!!!!! PLEASE…!!! I’M SORRY FOR EVERYTHING I JUST WANT HER TO COME BACK, I’LL DO ANYTHING, I WANNA MAKE LOVE TO HER AGAIN I… I… EVERY DAY, EVERY NIGHT..!!!! PLEASE, BRING HER BAACK…!!!! I’M LOST WITHOUT HER, I..

Gekikara : (suddenly grabbed Black and pulled this one to her) Honeeey..!!! AWW I love youuu !!!! You were worried about me, oooh….!!

Black : Ge…kikara…?? You..You’re alive ??? Ooh thanks God..!!! I..

Gekikara : (kissed Black) Shut up and fuck me, honey….!! Show me the devil inside your pants…. (kissing) I wanna say hello to her….

Black : Baby…!! (Smiling, kissing) (starting to take off her clothes, Gekikara doing the same) Oohhh…!!! 4 minutes…. (kissing) To scare you…. (kissing) Mmm….

Gekikara : Honeyyy…. Nooo…. (kissing) 2 mins…. (kissing)

Black quickly took Gekikara outside the house, both of them having sex in the garden.

End of the story ! I didn’t plan on writing something about them at all, this is really an unexpected and surprising one. Horror spirit. Wondering myself why this shit came out… Why… and why… Anyway, enjoy guys and thank you for reading ! Special Black and Gekikara.

[the-ghost-of-jason-todd]

heres a rock: are there fae antiques made out of silver that shiro has accidnelty ran into and dissipates him? and they only know because kuro is freaking out or something. I can see them trying to summon him again and his only answer when he comes back is "keith, i finally know how much you hate hell" (he's probably at the office for 'ghosts that haunt' but idk)

HONESTLY i’m not sure if shiro is the kind of ghost that can’t touch silver?  like the Fae definitely have a reaction to it (keith lmfao) but i’m not sure if ghosts do?

though of course, Matt and Shiro might have a reaction because they were ghostified using Fae magic... if that’s the case, it probably disrupts their manifestation abilities and drains their energy, forcing them to faze out for a while :O

though that wouldn’t take them to a different realm.  shiro can’t enter Hell, anyway--the Hellfire will burn him up.  souls actually have to pe properly preserved and packaged before they are sent to the bureaucracy in Hell.  it’s a thing, management gets VERY testy if you accidentally burn up a shipment.

what i IMAGINE could happen is that there’s an intangible place that’s sort of... on top of our world, that only ghosts can access.  so he could be wandering around there going D: ‘why can’t anybody hear meeeeeee’ for a while.  he has to watch while they scramble to find an ouija board, rolling his eyes the whole time

Shiro: being dead is bullshit

Keith: ...it really, really is, bro