#Hello neighbor puzzle master

[spring-vibes-only]

They could never make me hate you Mrs tillman

[cacciocavalloblu]

My hello neighbor franchise tier list

[neasiie]

welcome to the Golden Apple amusement park!!

(the way I imagine the Rotten Core to look like)

[spring-vibes-only]

Hi puzzle master master here

Id say no, I feel like the scene in the forest happens, maritza and enzo blow up on theodore, then they escape the forest and we really don't see any of them after that

And if I'm remembering correctly he doesn't show much pity for him in the next book (missing pieces i think) and mostly just tells Nicky to watch out for Aaron

Does Enzo shows any pity for Aaron at the end of puzzle masters?

I don't remember. Someone else could answer, because it's been a long time since I've read puzzle master.

[kissorkill16]

[echo-goes-mmm]

Divine Intervention AU #9

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Ambrose had transformed his fabric front door into a solid wooden one, and in hindsight that was a mistake. It was juicy bait to his more… nosy neighbors. 

“Ambrose!” called Emry from the door. “Open up, kiddo! We haven’t seen you in weeks!”

Ambrose sighed. He opened the door to find both Emry and Mael on his doorstep. Emry threw his arms around Ambrose. Okay, he couldn’t turn down one of Emry’s hugs. They were just so nice.

“It’s been a week, if that. And you’re not that much older than me.” 

“Oh, Ambrose,” said Mael, smiling. “You’re never going to win that one.”

“Mhm. What brings you both to visit?”

Emry grinned. “I heard you brought home a friend. Can I meet him? I brought a present!” He procured a stuffed mouse toy from his pocket.

“Emry, did you think I got a cat?” laughed Ambrose. Emry pouted.

“Well, Cato wasn’t really specific.”

“Does that mean I won?” interrupted Mael. He held up his hand, which had a dog chew in the shape of a bone. “I totally called it.”

“No way! Ambrose is totally a cat person,” argued Emry.

“Well, both of you are wrong. Elliot is a mortal. And yes, you can meet him, but he’s skittish, so tone it down a little. And no weapons!” Mael vanished his sword.

He led them inside, where Elliot was working on a jigsaw puzzle. He looked up at them, startled.

“Pet, this is Mael-” Mael waved- “and this is Emry. They’re friends of mine.”

“Well hi there, kiddo!” 

“Um. Hello.”

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The two gods, Mael and Emry, looked very different from Cato and Ambrose. Their eyes were a normal brown and so was their hair. Mael was muscular and toned, and he looked like one of those old statues in his white and red toga. 

Emry was short for a god, and was the opposite of lean and lanky. He also wore a toga, but his was powder blue and he had freckles all over. 

Elliot wasn’t sure about Mael, but he immediately liked Emry. 

“I’m going to make some tea,” said Ambrose. He disappeared into the kitchen, leaving him alone with the others. Uh oh.

“So,” said Mael, flopping down on the couch. “Where ya from?”

“Uh. Azoth, sir,” He made a face.

“Don’t be rude, Mael,” Emry chastised. “I’m sure it’s a very nice place.”

“It’s a slaver’s country, Emry.”

“Oh.” 

Emry sat on the nearest armchair. “How did you meet Ambrose?”

“I was about to be sacrificed on his altar, and he didn’t want me to die.” 

“Oh.”

They lapsed into silence. 

“So do you like living here?” asked Mael.

“Yes. It’s very nice. I like the koi pond,” he said.

“Oh!” exclaimed Mael, “I conjured that. The fountain took a bit of work but I think I blended the stone in well. What do you think of the colors on the fish? I picked the color pallet from mortal fish of course-” Mael went on about the fish as Ambrose brought in the tea.

“He can go on for hours,” stage-whispered Ambrose. Emry snorted into his cup.

“Hey!” said Mael, in what was clearly mock-offense. “He brought it up.”

“It’s a very nice pond, sir. And the fish are very pretty.”

Mael beamed. “At least someone appreciates what I do.”

“We all love your creations, hun,” said Emry. He turned to Elliot. “I’m glad you’re here. It’s nice to see Ambrose making new friends.”

Ambrose sputtered. “I have plenty of friends!”

“I didn’t mean that,” said Emry, “just that you don’t branch out much. You don’t see the gods outside our little villa very often, and you restrict yourself to the people who come to your temple.” Ambrose frowned.

 “Not that there’s anything wrong with that!” he added.

“Nice save, Emry,” said Mael, dryly.

They chatted over his head for a while, and they did include him in conversation, but Elliot just wanted to do the puzzle Ambrose had gotten him. But he was polite, and soon enough Master Ambrose’s friends left.

Master poured himself another cup of tea, and sat quietly for a while as Elliot worked on the puzzle.

“What are you thinking about?” said Ambrose.

“Not much,” he said. But there was something Emry had said that stuck in his mind. He called the place they were living in a “little villa”. And there were even more gods outside of it. He shuddered at the thought. If Ambrose didn’t know all of them, like Emry said, there was nothing between him and getting snatched up.

“Master?”

“Hm?” 

“Could… could I have a collar?” Please say yes, he thought. Master Ambrose put down the teacup. Bad sign.

“Why would you want a collar?” Master uncrossed his ankles, leaning towards him.

“I- I just.” He took a deep breath. “Um. There’s a lot of people around.” He fidgeted with the puzzle pieces. 

“Do you feel unsafe?” asked Ambrose.

“A little,” he admitted. “Not everybody knows I’m yours.”

Master hummed. “And will a collar help you feel safe?”

Was this a trick question?

“I think so? I could take it off if- if it doesn’t work.”

“Well… I suppose I did promise you could wear whatever you wanted. If you want a collar, I’ll get you one.”

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Ambrose thought it over. He wouldn’t go back on his word, it wouldn’t be fair. Some part of him worried what the others might think, but fuck it. They knew Ambrose better than anyone, and Cato probably already knew he was Elliot’s Master. He overheard Elliot tell Mael and Emry that he was both a sacrifice and from a slaver’s country. It didn’t take a genius to guess what that meant.

No one would think poorly of Ambrose if Elliot started wearing a collar. And aside from Mael, his brother Maelys, or maybe Valerian, no one would comment on it. 

If Elliot wanted a collar, Ambrose would get him the best damn collar he could conjure.

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It took a few tries to get it right, but Ambrose was confident Elliot would like it. Soft black leather with a fur lining, it would be comfortable. He made the brass buckle as lightweight as possible, and there was a brass o-ring in front. It was a collar, after all.

 He did take the liberty of making the stitching a burnt yellow, so it would blend better with the black. Yellow was his color, and with the serpent sigil carved into the leather, no one could claim they didn’t know Elliot was under his care.

Hopefully it would help Elliot feel protected.

“Treasure,” he called, before stepping into the room, “I got you a present.”

Elliot looked up from his bowl of pasta. His eyes focused in on the leather in Ambrose’s hand. He put down the fork.

___________________ 

“Is that for me? Really?” he whispered. 

“Of course.” Ambrose sat in the chair next to him. Elliot looked closely at it. A snake was carved into the side, and it was so pretty. Intricate and detailed, he could see each scale, and the brass of the ring and buckle was so shiny. Master looped the leather around Elliot’s neck. It was so soft on the inside. Master Ambrose’s fingers brushed the nape of his neck as he fastened the collar.

“How is it?” he asked. He slipped two fingers underneath to test the fit. “Not too tight?”

“It’s perfect, Master. Thank you.”

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[kissorkill16]

I love this guy, despite him being a total despicable human being. 🥰🖤

Also, y'all know who this mf look like low-key?!...

LOOK!

(I don't watch that show, but still!)

If the world was completely Gordon cleave fans I would not be alive

Leave him in jail

[betweenmoonlightandmetal]

CHAPTER 3: SECRETS AND PROMISES

Mel and GIR continued cuddling and talking while listening to the album, a few minutes after the album ended Mel’s mother suddenly walked into her room. “Uh- Mel… what is that…?” she said, pointing to GIR. “Oh, hi Mom. One of our neighbors has a robot that I’ve made friends with, his name in GIR.” Mel’s mom nodded, still confused. “Err, hii, Ms. Leonie!!” GIR said while waving. “Hello… GIR.”

Mel smiled, seeing that her mom was getting along with GIR. “Well…” Mel’s mom begun “I’ll get out of your hair, I just came in to let you know I’m home.” Mel gave a thumbs up “Okay, thanks, Mom! Love y-“ her mom left before she could finish her sentence “Love… you…” she sighed.

GIR watched as Mel's mom left the room, before looking over at Mel with a puzzled look, tilting his head a bit. "Why did she leave so suddenly?" he could hear the slight disappointment in Mel's voice when her mom left, and he scooted a bit closer to her, putting a hand on her shoulder. "I'm not sure. I guess she's just exhausted, maybe a few rude clients came by today." GIR tilted his head “But, she’s your parental unit, she’s supposed to say she loves you and you give you head pats and all that stuff… all the time!”

Mel began trembling “No…” she thought to herself “I can’t cry. Not in front of GIR, not in front of anyone.” Mel was always taught that showing emotion, especially sadness, is weakness, and Mel didn’t want to feel weak around a new friend. GIR’s antenna perked up as he felt her trembling against him. Something was wrong, he could tell. “Hey… it’s okay.” He spoke in a soft voice and gave her a warm smile to which Mel smiled back, the way GIR cared for her was comforting in a way nothing else was.

GIR held Mel’s face in his hands, gently squishing her cheeks as he continued smiling at her. He hated seeing her upset, and it made him a little angry that Mel’s mother didn’t act like a parent should. “Mel… no matter what anyone says, you deserve love and nice things… and stuff… I’m here for you!” GIR tried his best to comfort Mel, and to her, it was the best. “Th-Thank you, GIR…! I really appreciate your comfort.” Mel rubbed the robot’s cheek.

GIR couldn’t help but smile wider at Mel’s affectionate gesture. “Of course. I love seeing you happy and cared for!” He poked her on the nose, Mel giggled at this and poked GIR back. “So… who’s the other guy that lives with you?” GIR perked up, his antenna twitching in excitement “That’s Zim! He’s my master!” Mel chuckled at how happy GIR was to talk about his master “Hehe, you seem to really love him. It’s cute.”

GIR beamed, it was obvious how much he cared about Zim “Yeah!! I love him a lot!! He’s The bestest master!!! … He’s an alien!” Mel snickered at GIR casually blowing his master’s cover. “An alien, hm? That’s cool! Oh, and, no worries… your secret is safe with me!” GIR gasped “Really?! You pinky promise?” Mel smiled at GIR’s request “Oh, you do that too?” The girl interlocked her pinky with the robot’s. She kissed his hand then proceeded to hold her’s in front of GIR so he could do the same. His core heated up and he hesitated for a second before kissing Mel’s hand back.

“Yay!! It’s an unbreakable promise!!” GIR kicked his legs happily, Mel smiled at this and patted GIR on the back. “Uh, hey, GIR? You’re overheating, is it okay if I look at your interiors so I can help you?” GIR’s eyes brightened up, and he nodded his head in agreement. “Of course!” he sat in Mel’s lap so she could get to work. Mel felt a funny feeling when GIR sat in her lap, but she ignored it, she quickly became distracted by how tangled GIR’s wires were completely tangled! “Why are your wires so tangled?! That must be so uncomfortable! Lemme fix it.” Mel cried out as she began untangling his wires.

GIR made sure to sit as still as possible while Mel looked at his insides. The robot let out a sigh of relief when he heard Mel say she’d be helping him. “That’s better.” Mel said as she finished untangling the GIR’s wires “Now…” she grabbed her toolbox and began repairing GIR’s internal fans, Mel noticed how antsy the robot was getting, so she turned on the TV and continued working. “Here… watch whatever’s on.” After a few minutes, Mel finished up repairing GIR’s internal fans with a smile on her face. “There…! Now your fans will do their job so you won’t explode!”

GIR turned around to face Mel and he looked up at her “But, I like exploding!” Mel tilted her head in pure and utter confusion “Yeah…?” she shrugged. “A-Anyway… do you feel any better?” GIR smiled and kicked his legs “YES! Thank youuu~” he sing-songed. Mel gave GIR a pat on the head and said “You’re welcome!” GIR let out a happy squeak at the affection “He’s so cute…!” Mel thought

“You’re so smart, Gothyyy!” Mel was never called “smart” that often, so she didn’t know how to reply, she decided to just giggle at the compliment. GIR chuckled along with her, he could tell it made her shy, and he wanted to see more of that. He scooted closer to the girl until their sides were touching and their hands brushed against each other. Mel broke the silence “S-Sorry… I don’t hear that very often.” GIR frowned in response “Well, you shoooouuuld!”

Mel smiled, her fang-like teeth showing, and she gave GIR a playful poke. “Should I… bring you to your home now? I don’t want your master worrying about you.” GIR nodded with a frown, he knew Mel was right but he didn’t want to leave her. “Alright, put your disguise on.” The robot got up and put on his dog costume before walking into the elevator with Mel, it made gentle whirring sounds as it descended. As the elevator came to a stop, Mel held GIR’s paw and walked him out of the house, guiding him out of the front door then out of the gate.

They then walked through the alleyway Mel used to get home so she didn’t have to jump over a fence. “This is it, right?” Mel said as she pointed to Zim’s house. “Yep! Right here!” Mel rang the doorbell and Zim answered very quickly. “What do you want?!” Mel flinched at Zim’s harsh tone “I’m, uh, just here to drop off GIR.” she placed GIR in front of her for Zim to see. Zim let out a frustrated sigh before grabbing GIR by the arm and pulling him in the house.

Before Zim could close the door, GIR grabbed Mel’s hand “Wait!! Can she come in for a little while?” Zim’s irritation grew, and he narrowed his eyes at Mel “No! She will NOT come in. I don’t want your human friend ruining our mission!” Mel tilted her head “What mission? And… why would I ruin it? Do you really think I have nothing better to do? Not all humans are like that… at least I’m not like that.”

GIR looked at Zim, tears forming in his cyan eyes, hitting a soft spot for Zim. “Fine. FINE. She can stay for a little while… but, I’m keeping my eye on you, lanky creature!” Mel nodded and gave Zim a thumbs up while softly smiling, his personality was entertaining to her. “You seem… eh… tolerable, still, DO NOT TOUCH ZIM’S… HUMAN ITEMS!”

Mel took off her shoes and put them neatly next to the door before laying down on the couch on her back, propping her legs up on the armrest. She looked over and noticed Minimoose “Who’s the moose?” she asked, to which GIR smiled “That’s Minimoose! He’s my bestest friend along with Zim!!” It was Mel’s turn to smile “They’re cute!” she said as she gave the little moose a playful poke, Minimoose let out a squeak in response “Aww, they like you!” Mel laughed, her fang-like teeth showing “I’m glad they do… unlike someone else here!” Mel stuck her tongue out at Zim.

“SILENCE! You’ll be leaving soon enough!!” Mel rolled her eyes “Yeah, yeah, yeah… but, I don’t see you doing anything about me being here, haha!” Zim scoffed and his eye twitched. “YOU SHOULD FEAR ZIM!” Mel smirked “I’m not afraid of… aliens.” she added emphasis on the word “aliens” just to get his reaction. “Z-Zim is not an alien! I just have a skin condition-“ Zim was interrupted by Mel walking over to him and taking off his wig “I think you need a better disguise… I’m surprised nobody has seen through this!”

“THAT IS ENOUGH, HUMAN!” Meanwhile, GIR bursted into a fit of laughter, Mel laughed too “Z-Zim, Zim, it’s okay- I won’t tell anyone. I’ve seen weirder stuff before!” Zim looked over to GIR, who was still laughing “GIR! STOP IMMEDIATELY!” the robot flashed red for a moment the proceeded to say “Yes, sir!” Mel lit up and her jaw dropped a bit “Woah… that’s cool…” almost right after she said that, GIR turned cyan again, no longer listening to his master’s orders. “It’d be useful if he listened for more than a few seconds!” The girl put her hand on Zim’s shoulder “Well, maybe if you didn’t yell, he’d listen better!”

Zim scoffed again “And why would I take advice from a human?!” Mel shrugged “I’m just sayin’…” the girl’s phone pinged “Ah, that’s my mom, she wants me home now.” Zim smirked “Good! That means you’ll finally leave!” Mel rolled her eyes for another time, she walked over to the door, put on her shoes and said bye to Zim, Minimoose, and most importantly, GIR. “Thank Irk she’s finally gone.” GIR took off the hood of his dog costume and his antenna drooped “But I like having her here…!” Zim looked at his robot in confusion “What is it with you and that human…?”

A/N: HIIIII!!! I’m not dead, just busy + writers block! Life has been kickin my ass lately

[spring-vibes-only]

Dear @spring-vibes-only ,

Quick question. What are your favorite Gordon Cleave lines from the books?

Sincerely yours,

@kissorkill16

HI IM ACTUALLY SO GLAD YOU ASKED OMGGGGGGG

OKAY OKAY

Also not a quote but

[cacciocavalloblu]

A complete hello neighbor lore video

i find this and it's honestly Amazing and deserve more support

[kissorkill16]

I love him! 😍🥰

He just came for the snacks.

+Background

[neasiie]

I have a headcanon that living in the basement, Aaron has mannequin versions of his friends Nicky, Enzo, Trinity & Maritza that he has in fact made himself but he's sure that it was his Dad who made them in order to make his son feel less lonely (he's so traumatized that he can no longer differentiate his own creations from his Dad's)

ps: this might sound weird but in my head it seems really dramatic

[ghduck]

I don't know if it looks "good" enough, but I tried my best based of the descriptions given from the books. Also for @cacciocavalloblu

(Zoom in closer to see the writing on Dale's badge)

[kissorkill16]

Reconciliation: A Hello Neighbor Fanfic

By JJ

Summary: Aaron ends up staying somewhere he'd least expect.

(P.S., for @spring-vibes-only )

Aaron sprinted out of his house, running on feet he could barely even keep upright. They were starting to turn into jelly.

Mya accidentally fell off the roof, and he couldn't bear to face his father after what he'd just done. So he just ran away.

He thought maybe he'd find a human sized cardboard box he could sleep in for the night, and tomorrow he could find something to eat.

He just kept walking around in circles for what felt like hours, then he bumped into someone.

"Sorry!", he said, backing away. When he looked up to see the man who he'd bumped into, he nearly fainted.

The old Channel 4 station manager, Gordon Cleave.

He was wearing an orange vest and holding a grabbing stick and a garbage bag.

Aaron immediately backed away further and grabbed a brick from off the sidewalk. "You!", he practically shouted, "You're supposed to be in jail!"

Gordon just shrugged, completely unbothered by this kid's little act of bravery. "Yeah, I was. But the judge said he'd shorten my sentence if I took part in community service. Anything to get out of that forsaken shit hole."

A moment of silence.

"What're you doing out here?"

Aaron knew he shouldn't be telling someone who's tried to ruin his family's life in the past, but he felt like he needed to get something off his chest. "I've run away from home.", he said. "My dad's kind of gone a little off the deep end, so..."

"Pfft! A little?", scoffed Gordon. "What about your little sister?"

At the mention of Mya, Aaron felt his eyes fill with tears. He looked at the ground so Gordon couldn't see.

Gordon didn't know why, but something inside him made him bend down and put a hand on Aaron's shoulder, gently rubbing his fingers on it. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out. Finally, he said what Aaron least expected.

"Look, I may hate you and your dad's guts, but what if...hypothetically I offered you a place to stay. When I get off, I was thinking about letting you stay back at my place.", he said.

Aaron wasn't so sure about it, but what other choice did he have? He may not have liked the man so much, but staying inside an actual living area was way better than a cardboard box.

Reluctantly, he nodded.

"Also, if it's a mess when we get home, please excuse it. Dale has trouble cleaning up after himself."

Aaron's eyes widened.

"Dale? As in Detective Dale? As in Officer Tapps?", asked Aaron.

"Yeah. We kinda got together in prison.", replied Gordon. "Judge me, I dare you. Just go sit somewhere and I'll let you know when I get off."

Aaron nodded and sat down next to a tree.

All the while, Gordon was still questioning his decision. He had absolutely no idea how to take care of a child, and he hated kids for as long as he could remember. Plus, he'd tried to hurt this kid more than once, and he wasn't so sure that Dale would be so on board with it.

But maybe it'd all be worth it. Maybe Aaron wouldn't cause too much trouble. After all, the kid seemed old enough to take care of himself for most of the time while him and Dale could work. So maybe it wouldn't be so bad.

They'd have to set some ground rules, but he was sure things were going to be fine.

Maybe if Aaron was a good child, he might consider adopting him.

(I was going to add something more. Like maybe a hint of smut, but I felt like that wouldn't be extremely necessary, so you just got this. How do you like it?)

[kissorkill16]

Lucy's death was the main cause of their broken friendship.

i saw someone said Enzo and Aaron friendship would have still fell apart even without Lucy's Death,agree?

Nah, i dont think it would