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[Maraas De Riva]

finally got to paint my rook!!! (and Emmrich <3)

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MEET YOU AT THE GRAVEYARD

billy butcherson x female!reader ; billy is found on samhain.

word count — 1,278.

themes + warnings ; reader is ageless but obviously eighteen or older as depicted as a young woman BUT that term can relate to any age (bc age is a mindset once you hit eighteen in my experience- meaning getting older than eighteen is a mindset) and there is a moment of fluff bc i love this man tbh.

author’s note — nobody ever writes for him &. it’s so super sad :(( so be blessed my lil starlings <3! tempted to make this a series but idunno if anyone would be up for that!

support mention ; if you feel like supporting, a nice ‘like’ will suffice on my blog, i know some writers love to ask nicely if you could reblog or comment etc. yet on my blog (no hate towards them as everyone likes appreciation in different ways), but if you’d like to reblog or comment feel free after all this is a safe space for any fan-individual to have fun :’)

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y/n had heard of the town’s beloved favorite legend her entire childhood, as she had been living in salem since she was a young toddler. she knew all about the sanderson sisters but most importantly, she knew about the lover of two of the sanderson sisters. you see, she had felt undeniably close to billy butcherson ever since she had heard his name mentioned by one of her teachers during the first grade.

it was a complete utter mystery to the young woman as to why she felt drawn to him, especially during the night of samhain and why she would wake up hours later with no recollection of the night prior. this has occurred nearly every samhain since she had turned the age of thirteen. a number that many consider to be unlucky but y/n and the crow that followed her around for years that she nicknamed as mama happened to love that number. even more importantly, the young (h/c) haired woman considered that to be the day where her entire universe and timeline had shifted around.

yet again the date was marked as october thirty first and y/n y/l/n found herself following mama towards the old graveyard once again. her (e/c) irises looked around as she gently stumbled throughout the cemetery, after she gave a gift to the long deceased soul at the gate who kept watch over the cemetery, as she whispered apologizes to the dead for making her way through their ghostly homes. she hoped that none of them were too mad as she finally made her way to where billy butcherson had been buried all those years ago.

“oh billy.” she softly called towards the grave as she sat down, criss cross, in front of it and gave it a small sad smile as she watched mama sit upon the headstone. “you know what day it is, don’t you?” she remarked as she began tracing random designs into the dirt above his grave, not realizing that she had been drawing a mixture of sigils and runes, which would eventually lead towards him crawling out of his own grave. as she sat there mindlessly drawing those designs in the grave dirt she began wondering to herself — how would he react to the truth and what if she told him the truth after all these years? what then?

you see, y/n y/l/n never had any recollection of any samhain from the age of thirteen to where she is now as a young adult but she would occasionally be gifted dreams that featured that crow she nicknamed mama and flickers of her running through the town of salem with billy butcherson by her side. she knew through those occasional dreams that she had fallen in love with him over the years and she thought herself silly to even think about how he could possibly react to her falling for him after all these years. especially considering he had been dead and gone for a long while. but then again fate always found a way especially when it came to cosmic lovers.

a loud creak could be heard echoing underneath grave dirt causing y/n to jump up from her sitting position upon the ground to stare at the ground with wide eyes and a racing heart. she was beginning to believe that perhaps she was possibly starting to lose her mind due to being tired from her lack of sleep the previous night, only to be proven wrong, when she heard scoopfuls of dirt being moved away followed by loud grunts of annoyance.

“billy?” the young woman called out with a combination of fear and confusion melding into her tone before jumping back as the top layer of dirt was moved away and a head popped up from the grave clawing at their own mouth to try and remove the black stitches placed over them. “oh you poor dear.” y/n had remarked before glancing around upon the ground for an item to help the man and luckily heard a soft caw from the top of the gravestone, causing her to look up and notice a small bladed knife sitting near mama’s feet. she was quick to gently grab it from above billy’s head as he watched her with anxious eyes before she squatted down next to him and stared down at him from outside the grave.

“let me help you with that.” she softly remarked as she gently moved to use the blade against the black stitches and carefully cut them away from his lips. she didn’t believe it was fair for her to just sit here and watch him struggle to remove what was bounded to him that he clearly didn’t like, especially with how she loved him. it was undeniable as her (e/c) irises scanned his face and took in his ruggish and haggard appearance as he did the same with her. a loud clearing of a throat was heard before a raspy voice spoke, “you have a staring problem there ma’am?”

“you know for a man who has been dead for at least a couple centuries, you sure do have a lot of sass in your form of respecting someone.” y/n quipped back to the man who rolled his eyes at her playfully as a grin found its way upon her face. “and maybe i’m over being dead.” the brunet quipped back as he moved as gently as he could to get himself out of his own grave, groaning to himself as he moved considering his bones haven’t been moved in a good long while.

the (h/c) haired woman shook her head at his words as she moved to ensure that the man had enough room to comfortably get out of his grave as she shamelessly watched him move around and she had checked out his clothing that he had been buried in, taking notice of the purple bow tied around his long hair. “you say that like you had the plague.” she remarked back to the man who shook himself like a dog to get another thick layer of grave dirt off of his clothing. he was quick to whip his body fully around to stare at her in order to reply in such a sarcastic manner, “a plague of witches who don’t know how to keep to themselves.

“you see now i know why they decided to kill and bury you.” y/n softly called as she moved to start walking towards the gates of the cemetery. she heard heavy footfalls behind her and grinned as she knew he would be following her as he seemed to want to keep up the banter. “where are we going?” billy had been quick to question as he stood a respectful four feet away from the young woman as they made their way towards the gates. “you mean where am i going and you following me like a six foot something bloodhound?”

“it’s not like anyone else is here and like you said, i’m a few centuries old, who wouldn’t want me to follow them home?” the brunet had chuckled at his own joke and y/n shook her head as she playfully rolled her (e/c) eyes as they approached the gate and she whispered a thank you towards the spirit that watched over the cemetery. “alright come on now, pup.” she spoke in a fit of giggles at the very end and it extended into a full laugh as she heard the now undead man behind her making a sound that was very reminiscent of a fellow dog.

[wc-confessions]

Nightcloud, Crowfeather, and Breezepelt are one of my favorite family dynamics in these books and they are so fun to analyze (I also did that one bluestar analysis lmao. I love character analysis <3)

You have:

-A depressed man who witnessed his first love sacrifice herself to save him and their friends/the tribe, was left my his second love and was blatantly not told that he was the father of her children, took another woman he didn’t love as a mate to not be scorned by his Clan, and was told that he was the father of these grown warriors in a very traumatic way (for everyone involved, not just him)

-An older woman who became mates with a man she didn’t even like, let alone love, because she feared becoming too old to have children and who constantly butted heads with her husband and was possessive and jealous despite this (which even led to her putting her claws on him in an attempt to get him away from Leafpool)

-A guy who grew up in the middle of his parent’s horrible relationship and was eventually influenced into training in hell and fighting against his home

This family requires a level of nuance to look at that a lot of the fandom just sort of lacks. Everyone did bad things here, that's the point. They're an incredibly messy dynamic and only victimizing one of them to the point you ignore their involvement and put all the blame on the others is silly.

Crow was absolutely a horrendous father to Breeze and used Night for the sake of looking loyal to their Clan.

Night was too overbearing of Breeze and convinced him that his father did not like him (which is false, there's scenes that prove that. Him being a bad father doesn't mean he hated his kid). And she did use Crow in the sense that she only got with him to have children because she was getting older and feared not having any when she could have declined being his mate.

Breezepelt was a victim of his parent's bad relationship and constant arguing but he still attempted to take down the Clans and tried to kill a blind medicine cat and a pregnant woman.

I hate the part of the fandom that portrays Nightcloud as sad that Crowfeather didn’t love her because it feels like such a gross mischaracterization. She was angry, she was mean. She wasn’t crying over Crowfeather. I love how spiteful and bitter she was towards Leafpool and the three despite Crow having literally no idea that they existed and even denying them as his children at first.

I love these three and their dynamic so much. I love how messy they are. I completely understand why people hate Crowfeather and I also understand why people would hate Nightcloud and Breezepelt. I just can't, I love them all.

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[bengiyo]

Comfort Films Tag

Rules: List 7 of your comfort movies, then tag 7 people.

Tagged by @callipigio

1 - Shelter (2007)

I often joke around here about how I’ve been watching queer cinema for over half of my life at this point, and it’s easy to recommend this film. This is a coming of age film about a guy who gave up art school to become the primary breadwinner and caregiver for his family. However, when the older brother of his best friend returns to their town to collect himself, our artist and he reconnect and find something special between them. Great use of a young actor in this shores up the caregiving aspects.

I’m probably going to rewatch it now. Because it was produced by Here! TV, you can only legally watch it via a subscription to their platform. I own it on DVD because I fell in love with it and knew I needed to keep it forever.

2 - Big Eden (2000)

Big Eden. Oh, Big Eden. This is the film equivalent of a warm blanket and a tight hug. It’s about an artist named Henry Hart, who is preparing for a big exhibition in New York when he’s called back home to Montana because his uncle has had a stroke. We are greatest with the most queer-friendly town to ever exist as Henry manages his old angst about his straight best friend as the local general store owner also secretly pursues him. It’s absolutely lovely.

3 - The Blues Brothers (1980)

Luna has great taste, because this is one of the best films ever made. What was originally just an SNL bit turns into a fun road film about getting the band back together so that two brothers can raise enough money to pay the back taxes owed by the orphanage they grew up in. We also run over Illinois nazis in this movie and demolish dozens of cop cars. Cab Calloway, James Brown, Carrie Fisher, Chaka Khan, Paul Reubens, and Aretha Franklin are in it. John Candy orders orange whips. This is the kind of film I would watch with my dad any time it was on.

4 - Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World (2003)

This is one of the most man movies ever made. I don’t know any woman who wants to sit down and watch this film, but me and boys will spend an entire afternoon on this film in a heartbeat. The sexual tension between Russell Crowe’s and Paul Bettany’s characters goes unremarked on this website in a way that lets you know for sure this hellsite is dominated by femmes, because those two have definitely fucked. At least twice. It’s 1805 and oceans have become battlefields!

5 - Clue (1985)

A movie based on the board game of the same name should not have been this good, but it instead goes on to become a camp masterpiece. Many people will end up remembering Tim Curry for Rocky Horror or even Muppet Treasure Island, but this is still one of his favorite performances for me. This film is batshit and I love it. 

6 - Camp (2003)

Speaking of camp films, let’s talk about one of the best of all time. I know we often talk about the bad singing in Thai BL, but I unironically love all of the musical theater in this film. I regularly listen to this soundtrack, and have been for over 15 years. It’s a film about a bunch of weird theater kids who get to escape the bullying and hellishness of their lives for a few weeks during the summer, where they get to put on a bunch of classic plays. It’s so camp. I love this film because it was difficult for me to find queer films that had happy components with them, and this little movie has a wide array of queer kids in it.

7 - Make The Yuletide Gay (2009)

This was the first queer film I ever watched that had a happy ending that was also a comedy. Prior to this, I think I had watched Beautiful Thing (1996), Edge of Seventeen (1998), Get Real (1998), and Bent (1997). Most of those films ended resolved or sad. Yuletide is a silly little gay film of almost nonstop innuendo about a guy who goes back into the closet when he returns home for Christmas, but hijinks ensue when his boyfriend shows up unexpectedly. It’s an annual watch for me around the holidays, and I usually host people for it. 

Also, Adamo Ruggiero is in it! He played Marco on Degrassi: The Next Generation.

This was fun! I think most folks have been tagged that I know, but I’ll tag @warningtothecurious​. If anyone else does this, please tag me back if you do this! I want to know what films you all return to.

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You points

I'd like to hear some of your general headcanons for itward! Any and all headcanons you can think of >:)

General Itward hcs!

I got too silly guys

This is gonna be long so buckleup

Side note, my silly little goofy baking marathon has begun, so requests are REALLY gonna slow down today and tomorrow and likely Tuesday as well

I current have multiple pies in the oven as we speak <\3 (note from the future i was typing for so long the first batch of pies finished and the second group just got put in)

My bodies gonna hate me for this but imma get paid (yaaaay!!!!)

Love to think that itward is self sufficient. He grows his own stuff and scavenges for any metal parts he needs what whatever (his ship, a project, ect)

As such he also builds and maintains his own stuff; the ship is the most obvious thing! But I like to think nearly everything in the ship itself was either made by him or found abandoned !

Its canon that he loves forks, both stated in the character sheet thing KMG posted as well as the copious amounts of forks decorating the main area of his ship! I mean he literally has a wall covered in forks! I can easily see him having even more forks stashed away somewhere

Torn between headcannoning him to just have them in a jumbled heap in a drawer somewhere... and headcannoning that he sorts them by size, material, color, and style... both seem so in character for him.. hmm..

I can say for certain that he has a box somewhere full of random stuff hes collected and it's not at all neat and organized. Rocks, gears, bolts, sticks, glass vials, jewels, and so on! The "oo pretty I think I'll keep this and use it for later (never uses it for later)" mindset! I like calling those lil trinket boxes "crow boxes"

"The one many children talk about", as said by the man himself. So fran and the twins arent the only ones who have interacted with him... dad of dozens of children

I was gonna go somewhere with that previous point but I genuinely forgot what I was gonna say

Has made stuffed animals and dolls at least once for all of his kids. And yes, that includes Clara and Mia, at least before they tried to kill him... reluctantly makes bunnies for kids who ask

Speaking of bunnies, since it's been proven that itward wasnt bluffing or lying about his fear of them (KMG made a post showing off a type of Kamala that basically makes you addicted to their candy, making you eat them til your guts explode) (which... is horrifying and makes me wonder, did itward see that happen to someone? Perhaps one of his kids? A friend? Or did he not and the concept just scares him so much?) It's a little funny that itward has a bunny plushie on his ship

Sad hc but I like to think it belonged to one of his past children and as much as hes afraid of it he doesnt have the heart to give it away

While we're on the topic of sad stuff, I dont think itward can shed tears. So in place of them, his bones start to rattle a little

While I also headcannon that his bones rattle when hes nervous or flustered, and perhaps on the rare occasion that hes angry, it does happen when hes sad enough

Okay no more sad, I like to think his hat steams when he gets real excited about something or embarrassed. The top of it just. Pops open and theres the steam billowing out

I dunno I think it suits him and his aesthetic...

Stole this idea from someone else but he can purr; it's mostly involuntary imo and if you listen close enough you can hear his bones vibrating and clacking against one another

His eyes glow in the dark! Not too bright, it's fairly dim, but it's enough for him to see around and for you to see where he is in a dark room!

Creaky bones. He is OLD! probably VERY OLD! So it would make sense his bones click and make noise thanks to the general age.. wear and tear you know? Especially prominent in his spine and ankles

Has a habit of clacking his teeth/jaw when speaking, as well as when hes just. Not doing anything

Prone to fiddling with his rings (!! Will get to that in a second!) As well as the accessories on his coat; and sometimes, even his hat!

Okay the rings! I like to hc that itward makes his own accessories too ! That includes the gems and chains on his coat (heck, hes probably made his own clothes!) And I like to hc that he sometimes wears rings !

Sometimes sells his stuff; more likely to sell shoes and clothing, as well as his machines and services! Sure he mostly lives off stuff hes found or grew, but theres some stuff that he cant just find or grow.. plus its generally a good idea to have some money somewhere

I'm pretty sure hes good friends with palontras and ziar (given him and palontras work together to help Fran and the painting of ziar in itwards ship) but I also like to think he is friends with the wizard and cogwind!

Mostly because I wish we got more stuff for both of them... also him and cogwind can bond over their interests!

Does not stay in one place for long, given that KMGs labels him as a wanderer, but assuming he keeps Fran around to raise her I think he anchors down to one place... well not ANCHOR but like, cutting down on traveling at least a bit, especially in the beginning so fran can fully come to terms with everything shes learned (the truth of her parents death, the grieving process, learning she may or may not be part of something larger if memory serves me right, it's been a while since I played the game, as well as being shot.. like yeah she was healed physically but like imagine how shes gonna feel when that fact she was shot mentally sinks in) ... cant have her bouncing between different realities and the spaces in between them constantly

Ponders

Listens to Antonios (giant old ant dude) old music, I think! Probably has a bunch of old vynlls laying around somewhere

Frequently has to clean his hands, especially his fingers since hes always working on SOMETHING, he doesnt wanna walk around with gunk in the grooves of his fingers. Very yucky very gross and very un-gentleman..ly...

I keep trying to wrap this post up but I keep remembering hcs/coming up with new ones

Anyways COMMITS to the bit when hes playing a game with Fran, or really any kid hes looking over. Tea party? Hes gonna bust out his very best manners. Yes he will wear a tiara if its offered to him. It will go over his hat, of course. Playing doctor? Oh he'll moan n cry about how sick hes feeling, please help him! Ect ect, things like that!

Sometimes makes shadow puppets and tells stories. Both in the form of little shadow theatres, but sometimes he will use his own hands and project the shadows onto the wall!

Very good at coming up with stories on the fly

Also very very good at comforting people, I think. Hes been around for a while and he just OOZES comfort

So if you have a nightmare or struggle with anxiety, itward wont let you just suffer and be scared, hes gonna do what suits you best to calm down; distractions, holding, taking, quiet, grounding, ect ect ect anything you need

[greatstudentjurit]

I started ironically, but I think I believe in robodizzy

#132 Now we are 3 members. I'll use this to talk a little about me and the ship (Warning: A lot of text)

I don't know when it started but I remember that it was because of his story mode, it was funny to me that the Robot wanted to marry every female he saw in his path, I always said "Yes, he is definitely me" cuz I really love characters that are Failures or morally incorrect or perverted (Yes, I like everything that is wrong)

Pairing them up only came because I wondered what the hell happened to the trio when they escaped from the laboratory. Actually! I had that question when I was doing my first drawing of RK with the magazine!

This will seem like any other animu romcom (Remember that they are in nature outdoors) the trio is always together for safety. Robo-Ky would often bother Dizzy because she is his "wife" but as time goes by, there are occasions when she laughs at his silly actions and the robot can't handle that cute laugh!!!! He can't believe he just made a girl laugh That softens everything he turns red, making Dizzy very curious to see him in a "vulnerable" state and wanting to see him like that more often (Cuz it's not normal to see him like that...) Therefore Robo-Ky softens his attitudes a bit towards Dizzy, beginning to be gentler and beginning to form a friendly relationship.

Also Dizzy is always next to Robo-Ky because she doesn't trust Crow, the crazy old man even without his laboratory, still wants her for her power, making her always uncomfortable and Robo-Ky has to tell his Hakase to stop. (Many times Dizzy goes at full speed to hide in Robo-Ky)

A romance begins to be forged while RK begins to be more affectionate because he wants to see her happy (Seeing her like this gives him a good feeling) and Dizzy because she likes the Robot to behave in that way

I remember that I was making my FanComic of everything I told you and more but since I lost my phone I gave up and later decided to make a OneShot of Robo-ky fantasizing about a married life with Dizzy

Outside of RoboDizzy, I like to imagine Robo-Ky liking any attractive female but I save the romantic feeling for Dizzy and (maybe) Robo-May (And MK2 with Mecha Hisui)

[tomoeskiss]

Hey there, it’s me again! Now my questions are:

1. Aside from “The Crow”, which Brandon Lee movie is your favorite and which one is your least favorite?

2. How did you get into “The Crow”?

3. Favorite movie in general?

4. Favorite actors in general?

HIII!!!! I LOVE YOU AND YOUR QUESTIONS YOU’RE THE SWEETEST!!!!

YOO this is a good question im gonna rank and review all the brandon lee movies now just cause i can..

1: the crow.. for obvious reasons my whole blog is dedicated to it

2: rapid fire!!!! so this is my favorite brandon lee movie apart from the crow. brandon didn’t get the chance to do a whole lot of movies but this one was actually really good!!! the action was soooo amazing (he choreographed it of course it's amazing) and the story was compelling.. its just a great movie overall i feel like it’s one of those movies you’d watch with your dad randomly just a feel-good action movie thats nice to watch. brandon was sooo charismatic and my favorite fun fact about this movie is that in the love scene, the actress he was doing it with didn’t wanna show her butt cause she had only agreed to show her top half nude. so you know what brandon did? he suggested that they should just show his ass instead! so the ass that’s shown in that scene isn’t hers it’s actually his and i find that so silly and so nice of him to do… don’t ask me the amount of times i’ve replayed that scene.. then there’s also the fact that while filming the scene his toe was broken and he was in a lot of pain and she kept accidentally stepping on it LMAOO poor guy..

3: showdown in little tokyo, now this movie was certainly.. interesting!!!! the amount of naked women in the first half had me flabbergasted but it was a pretty entertaining movie.. brandons character was really silly but it was fun to see him fight and a lot of questionable things were going on in this movie but pretty good what can i say! brandon’s the comedic relief in this one and he plays this wasian guy that’s out of touch with his japanese side and he’s the police partner of this white guy thats SUPER in touch with japanese culture cause he grew up there and yea its a goofy comedy action movie

4: legacy of rage, this one was actually pretty good, i loved hearing and seeing brandon speak cantonese. the only version of the movie that was easy to find was the english dub but that sounded so goofy so i spent HOURS searching for one where it was only subtitled and not dubbed and by the time i finally found it i was so mad… then as i was watching it kept BUFFERING a million times and it took me i kid you not 3 hours to get to the 40 minute mark of the movie ohhhh my blood was boiling.. but then i found another wesbite and everything went smoothly from there on. anyways my review of the movie was that it was pretty good, but the action didn’t really start until the end, so it was kinda slow.. also there were so many funny scenes.. brandon (who’s character is also named brandon for… whatever reason??) ends up being framed for a murder cause his best friend wants to bang his gf… then while in prison all of a sudden a bunch of white guys (ONLY white guys even though they’re in hong kong) start attacking him verbally and a bald bulky one screams ‘’EITHER YOU KISS MY ASS OR CALL ME PAPA!!!!!!!!’’ HUH????? I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD WATCHING IT HELP then brandon flips him off with his middle finger and all of the white guys JUMP HIM and then he gets put in solitary confinement.. then the white guys attack him again and a bald guy with an oddly square shaped head attacks him but he does cool martial arts moves and wins the fight.. he attempts to escape prison but fails and lalalalala. meanwhile his best friend who wanted to bang his gf tries to attack his gf but shes like no and this random old man thats in love with her take her to brazil?? and shes pregnant with brandons child btw. and yea a lot of shit happens… the movie was certainly an experience!!!

5: laser mission, this movie……………….. i don’t have any words.. i have no idea what was going on in it like genuinely. i love brandon SO MUCH but i couldn’t sit through this movie without skipping every 5 seconds.. i think there’s a reason brandon never liked to talk about it and apparently even forgot he was in it at one point cause what even was that.. although brandon’s charisma shone through and was the movie’s only saving grace, the bad script really ruined everything. but of course i rated it 5 stars everywhere just for brandon!!!3<3<3<3<3<3<3

6: kung fu: the movie, i havent watched it cause im scared of bald brandon lee. maybe i will one day who knows!!!!

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2. i actually got into the crow not that long ago… i’d say a little less than a month ago??? even though i haven’t known this movie for a long time my love for it is immense and i’ve rewatched it more times than i can count. how i found out about it was that i was just scrolling on pinterest a long time ago… as one does… and i come across this photo

and i’m like wwoooooaaaaaa… okay… wow… who’s this??? i do a little research and find out he’s from the crow, so i put that on my watchlist and the movie just sits there and rots along with a million other movies i’ve planned to watch but never gotten around to actually watching. then randomly one night i get this sudden urge to watch something and pick the crow out… and the rest is history!!!

3. this is a hard question… i have a ton of favorite movies from all different type of genres but one of them is.. despicable me. I KNOW IT’S SILLY but what can i say how can you NOT like minions? the storyline is also heartwarming and i love watching it with my little sister… another favorite is ‘’train to busan’’ it’s this korean zombie movie and it’s SO SCARY and SO GOOD and SO SAD it’s just amazing in every aspect… you really care for the characters and it makes me cry everytime i watch it.. another favorite of mine is ‘’grave of the fireflies’’. if you’re ever in a mood to cry your entire heart out and be depressed for at least a week this movie is for you. this is a studio ghibli film about japan in world war 2 and before i watched it i heard a ton about how sad it is but i never expected the SHEER AGONY i would be put through as i watched it. this movie is so so good but not for the faint of heart i assure you..

4. this is a hard one… SORRY I DON’T KNOWWW there’s so many i do love anya taylor joy she’s so uniquely beautiful… olivia cooke is amazing and yea there’s probably a million other actors i like but right now my brain is just: brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee brandon lee

ME:

(i made this pic for the sole purpose of this post btw)

THANK YOU FOR ASKING ME THESE STUFFF!!! i kinda went overboard LMAOOO but i was boreddd..

[constellama]

ohoho time to cry

Llama reads TRC: Chapters 1-10 of The Dream Thieves

Prologue

Reminder that I’ve been spoiled on some things from this series

OHHH so that’s how he gets the keys

It’s so sad to see how quickly Ronan fell apart after his dad died :(

Chapter 1

Well that’s one way to open a chapter !!

“Don’t feminists have big muscles?” Gansey.

Ik Blue is gonna end up with Gansey eventually but seeing her fight so hard to love Adam is so :(((

Maybe I’m being presumptuous cuz I still haven’t finished the series but I think it’s messed up how Adam literally loses everything and he doesn’t even get the girl he likes :(

“Good thinking, maggot.” 😭????

NOAH

Sorry Noah can literally do anything and I’ll be screaming and crying I literally love him

Chapter 2

Declan ??? Oh my God is he gonna be the in between chapters

WHO THE HELL IS THE GRAY MAN

Me when I take 17 Benadryl and start seeing the gray man

what the hell is the Greywaren

Uh oh

Chapter 3

Ronan why do you know what gasoline tastes like

Ooo a man made lake,,, my brain is making theories perhaps

It seems like Ronan is a bit?? Salty?? about Adam waking up the ley line

Kavinsky?? Wait wasn’t this guy mentioned in the first book? Oh god is he gonna be reoccurring

“Him! He’s not a dirtbag. He’s an a-hole.” ok Blue !! Slay!!

Chapter 4

Ok so obviously this guy was hired to find some kind of relic that lets people take things from dreams,,,

So this guy is looking for whatever Ronan has. Although I don’t think Ronan has a relic that lets him do what he does.

DOES THAT MEAN RONAN IS THE RELIC?

I’m not being insane here right. That’s like a reasonable theory

Chapter 5

I absolutely love the descriptions in Ronan’s chapters, especially about his dreams ough

Ooo weird dream box ok

Loving the way Gansey and Ronan talk to each other it’s so funny to me

Chapter 6

Am I mean for thinking Orla is annoying. Idk I just really don’t like her

Blue is barely five feet tall,,, she really is just like me fr,,,

Blue :(

Blue is so relatable to me I love her

OK OMG Idk if it’s just me but the “it’s a wizard in a box.” “It will do your homework,” “And it’s been dating your girlfriend,” “Are you all drunk?” really reminds me of the “What’s the best way to steal a man’s wallet?” bit from Six of Crows. More evidence that the crows and gangsey (that’s what they’re called right?) would be best friends

See are you guys picking up what I’m putting down

What does Ronan know that the others don’t,,,

Blue once again slaying

Ew Kavinsky

what. what. wait. Am I being insane or does Kavinsky have the same powers as Ronan does. What.

“Is this how Noah feels?” WHA TIF I THREW U P

Chapter 7

oh THIS GUY AGAIN

oh ok that’s not ominous whatsoever

him?? please don’t tell me that means Gansey uh oh

Wait no because Gansey wouldn’t terrorize old ladies

Kavinsky ?? Maybe??

Oh so the Gray Man has a backstory,,

Chapter 8

oh God Adam chapter brace yourselves

“It was nothing, but it was Adam Parrish’s nothing” cmon we barely started the chapter :((((

Adam actually loves Blue sm I’m gonna cry

“What do you want, Adam?” “To feel awake when my eyes are open.” DAMN. WOW. OK damn I. Alright. I need a minute wow.

OK we’re back

“This was easier when we didn’t know each other” please stop my heart can only take so much <3

DO NOT KISS. DONT

BLUE. PLEASE JUST TELL HIM

PLEASE

THIS PART

OW???

“No more. Please, I can’t take any more.” Tears in my eyes Adam Parrish please spare me

OH??

YEAHHH SOMETHING HAPPY FOR ADAM FINALLY

“I don’t want your pity.” Uh oh

UH OH

ADAM

Blue is once again slaying but I’m a little concerned about Adam bc WHAT

“Was this what he fought every time he remembered I existed?” I have some very choice words for Maggie Stiefvater rn 😁 /lhj

wwwwhat

what’s happening to Adam I’m concerned for this boy

I need a shirt that says “I survived chapter 8 of The Dream Thieves” good lord

Chapter 9

Ofc they’re loitering bc they’re bored

Just silly guys doing silly things

It’s on page 69 too

Ronan. Ronan are you ok

CRYING AT THIS??

NOAH MY BELOVED

I LOVE HIM

“‘Glitter,’ whispered Noah reverentially, giving it a shake.” I’m so emotional about Noah Czerny I need a minute

I’m not gonna survive when Something happens to him oh God

IT WAS RONAN WHO HELPED ADAM

aw

WHAT

NOAH

Ronan is still mad at Gansey for,,, holding nothing against Adam?? Or treating him the same?? Not sure why Ronan’s so upset yet still helps Adam out,,,

OH?? WHAT DOES NOAH KNOW??

“It’s not my job to tell other people’s secrets.” uhhh this surely can’t end well

Chapter 10

how big is this map

“I’m not dating now.” “Except for Glendower” pffft

HAHAH

I love how Adam and Gansey are having this serious conversation meanwhile Ronan literally throws Noah out the window

I love them

Cue that one “he pushed me down the stairs!” meme

Ok so clearly a lot is happening and I have. Many thoughts. BUT. I’m ngl I’ve had this post in my drafts for a while and I’m way farther than chapter 10 but it’s kinda annoying to have to update for every chapter,,, SO

I’m still gonna update, but more of my thoughts are gonna be theories kinda and not in these super huge posts!! I’m still trying to figure out how to live-blog this series without ruining my reading experience so stay tuned 👍

[nephilimbrute]

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I haven't drawn one of the two yet cuz i didn't have motivation. I'll show my evil circus ocs though

i made these ocs back in like 2022 and my art style improves at a rapid pace, so they're well over due for redesigns. here are the performers/workers though :3c

- cirque de lumiere / circus of light is a french circus upholding a reputation of it being one of the greatest in france, with performances consisting of a giant cheshire cat, world's tallest man, even one of the most spectacular magicians. though, more sinister things happen under the big top

fratellini / The Saint or "Saint the Fool" (knife-juggling clown, she/her). she's very silly and likes to mess with the other performers. montblanc is her best friend

françois / "François the Great" (magician, he/him). flamboyant fuck that does all the "mind-controlling" at the circus. he likes to bother aesop, working with him to steal other's belongings when they're not looking

aesop / "He Who Talks to Crows" (crow tamer, he/him). obviously, he tames crows. kinda like a lion tamer, but his crows steal jewelry from the audience when they are too busy being enamored by the show

^^^ this drawing was made 2 months ago, just haven't got to coloring it. it is a redesign for them though, the names on the bottom are their former names cuz i changed them (or their stage names)

montblanc / "The Cheshire" (cheshire cat, he/him). veery giddy kitty. his voice claim is of course, sterling holloway (voice actor of the cheshire cat in 1951 alice in wonderland). he loves surprises and often dismisses questions, liked by everybody in the circus

apollon / "Big Top" (strongman, he/him). i haven't got to redrawing him yet so the anatomy is off ^^; it's the original drawing. anyways he's cocky and a big show-off. yes he's half spider

as you can see montblanc is also a recent drawing which i haven't colored yet

cassius / "Cassius the Warrior" (stuntman, he/him). he isn't really developed that well, but he performs dangerous stunts for the audience, though he's very jumpy. works well with montblanc and jack

mister (or wilheim) / "The Living Nutcracker" (nutcracker idk what he does, he/him). he's also Severely underdeveloped. made him as a christmas special and revealed him on christmas day last year. he lives up to the whole british soldier thing, he does whatever he is told to do n stuff

vivienne / "Black Widow" (vaudeville/cabaret?, she/her). she's kind of a flirt, she puts on performances for the more mature audiences. i like her and this drawing just made me realize how tall she is

now THIS is old. vivienne is the only one i drew recently, i'll be putting her at the end. also cassius' design was designed by a friend:3

chono (ringmaster, he/him). he's the lead of the circus, very very evil

nato (he/him) is chono's assistant. he's on high alert a good amount of the time

jack (or jacqueline) / "Jack-in-the-Box" (surprise performer, she/her). she loves to surprise people when fratellini cranks the handle on her box and she pops out. she can be foul-mouthed and rude, always getting in people's faces n' such

...yyeaah this one is also old. though i made some adjustments to the colors a few months ago, the style and stuff is still old

vanitas (or nicolaes) / "Memento Mori" (puppeteer, he/him) is the nicest circus performer. he puts on puppet shows, when he speaks he adapts the personality of what puppet he's using, and he'll often make up a conversation. his puppets are commedia dell'arte characters. when not using any puppet, he talks normally + he's polite. his 'face' is a mask by the way

this drawing i made like 3 days ago lol. it's his redesign concept, his original one i just went head-first and i still don't like it >.>

and last but not least these two. first we have baroness (or marie-christine) / "Dangerously Yours" (singing entertainment, she/her). she also puts on shows for the more mature audiences, in which she'll sing on a stage. her songs are often quite dark, the audience never realizes it though. her design is also by the friend who made cassius

and on the right is primadonna (or marcel. mime, she/her) who is, of course, a mime. i think her face is her actual face. my sister helped design this one

i made these doodles like, a month or two ago. just concepts so i can get their designs down

that's Allll for the circus performersssss ^w^^^^ hope u enjoy them. Oh and there's this other one who's been stuck in concept stage (i haven't even drawn them yet), their name is El Lissitzky, based on the real El Lissitzky's paintings. think they're gonna be a painter as well

onto old/new pieces... wwweeew

^ here's that vivienne piece i mentioned. i posted her to this blog already...

the original designs and how they're supposed to look when colored:3c also this montblanc is a slightly updated version of his original drawing to make his fur look better

and finally vanitas' original design... yeaahh. wanted to go for a jester-like look, his design is somehow simultaneously too much and too little. i never really had a proper concept for him beforehand, just the silhouette of what he was supposed to look like. strongly disliking the colors thou

also recent apollon i did as a style test:3 all of these circus performers have a voice claim BTW :P

...I think this was a reaaaalllly long post

[becauseplot]

staring at you with my big wet eyes. please ramble about poa I am so very intrigued and would love to hear more

okay, only because you ~insist~ <-explicitly asked for this and visibly vibrating with excitement

(i feel this should go without saying but spoilers ahead for this incomplete series!) (also im running on not enough hours of sleep so apologies if this is incoherent)

Philza of Azraelin is (supposed to be) a series following 26-year-old Philza Minecraft Watson who had a mental breakdown in his flat one night so he ran away to go get lost in the mysterious, monster-infested Azraelin Forest outside his hometown. You know, like you do. While out there, Phil unwittingly befriends the local flock of white-eyed crows, who turn out to be spirits that belong to a giant, ancient being trapped in a nearby mountain who goes by the mortal name "Kristin".

Phil carries on living in the woods, spending more time with Kristin, visiting her in the mountain, chatting and getting to know her better. She's good company. She's a good friend. Maybe he likes her more than a friend. Maybe he's just lonely. He isn't sure, but man, does he love to spend time with her.

He continues exploring the woods as well. As time goes on, he gets increasingly familiar with the abandoned little towns reclaimed by the forest. But he starts to wonder: no one really knows why the people of the Azraelin Forest disappeared. Most have assumed that the monster hordes drove them out. But as Phil becomes more and more acquainted with the forest, with the ruins, discovering ancient statues and structures, thinking about the few scattered stories of the Azraelin Forest that he knows...

There is an alarming amount of evidence pointing to some sort of catastrophe. And there are some things that Kristin doesn't like to talk about. And there are some things that Kristin tells him that don't add up. And Phil realizes that he doesn't know why Kristin is trapped in the mountain---chained up, alone, bound---in the first place.

...But he starts to think that Kristin might not be as trustworthy as she seems.

And that's the basic outline of what would be the first major arc! Some more little details:

This series is mostly just Phil flying solo in the woods. Like, the crows are there, but besides them and Kristin, it's pretty much just Phil for a majority of the story. (Other characters and settings would come into play much much later.)

The crows all have names and personalities! The third installment is supposed to be a retelling of the first installment from the crows’ perspective (with some extra Lore added in of course). Fun fact, the first crow that Phil encounters is named Bidmoss, and they’ve got a sailor’s mouth on ‘em!! >:)

I came up with this idea when I was brainrotting a FUCK load of old-immortal!philza fic ideas (like so many holy shit). But, I kind of started to miss philza aus where he was more susceptible to common threats like monsters and cold and hunger, where he didn’t know so much about the magic of the world around him, where he wasn’t so invincible, so I was like “hey what if I wrote a philza au where he’s literally Just Some Guy fucking around in the woods” and thus this was born. For the record, he is fully, completely human. Not an ounce of magic, divinity, or otherworldliness in him.

The spark for this au is this animatic! Idk it was just so silly and really played into the "he's Just Some Guy" idea that was rattling around in my head. poa!Phil and the crows would definitely do something goofy like this to cheer up Kristin when she's having a bad day. This animatic was also a source of inspiration!!

There are songs that go with this au, all from The Oh-Hellos: In The Blue Hours of Morning, Thus Always To Tyrants, Bitter Water, Exunt, This Will End (yes in this particular order; for the most part, the male voice is Phil and the female voice is Kristin, especially in Bitter Water; parents duo my beloved <3)

I affectionately refer to this au as AHH! au (ex: AHH!Phil) because it's the acronym of the first installment and because he does a lot of screaming in the second installment lol

Okay that's enough of that for now. Tbh there are probably details I'm forgetting because it's just been so long and I never write any of my shit down (wails), but the story doesn't end with what I've told you. I can talk more about plot, Phil's whole deal, the crows, Kristin, and the general setting, but I think this is enough word vomiting for this ask <3

Ty for letting me ramble, poa!philza my beloved <333

[vampuppyy]

Here are the guilty gear facts as promised!!! (I had to retype this on my phone because my laptop crashed when i finished writing everything orz......)

Millia Rage:

She has an ex named Zato-1 and hates him a lot

When she was shot by a character's instant kill she said that "Have I chosen the yuri path?" Take that as you will!

She used to be an assassin and worked with her ex, actually, lol.

Her hair is cursed and makes way for some cool gameplay stuff, she can have wings and stuff :3

Her hobby is chasing cats, I have zero clue on why this is her hobby.

Jack-o

She has a husband and his name is Sol Badguy (the main guy of Guilty Gear)

She has a daughter (technically) named Dizzy!

She used to be a scientist and that was how she met her husband!

She has two voices that change from one another when you play her, a silly one and a serious one!

She had a thing going on with another girl named I-no, which is funny because people have compared I-no and Sol in the game a few times.

Faust

His whimsiness is a facade he puts up because he wants to make sure people don't find out about his past identity as a serial killer named Dr. Baldhead.

Connecting to the last point, but he's bald. He has no hair under there.

Also connected, but he failed a surgery on this young girl in the past which led to her death. Because of this failure of Faust, the guilt(y gear) follows him every day.

He summons little versions of himself to fight with!

He's the tallest guilty gear character ever, with a height of 9'4.

May

She fucking hates bald people to the point she can sniff them out. She knows Faust is a bald rat btw.

She has a cute heart tattoo on her thigh!

She's actually 20 years old and is usually mistaken to be younger because of the way she looks

She's a pirate (both sea and sky) and everyone in her pirate crew is her family!! (All of them are also girls except for the captain, Johnny. Also one of them is a cat.)

Testament

They have 35 hobbies, one notable hobby is watching b-rated shark movies.

They have succubi that are gay with each other. They both transform into their scythe and crow that they fight with. (I like playing them because of the bird!!)

They used to take care of Dizzy (Jack-o's daughter) when she was younger because there was no one else who could :( They're now seen as one of Dizzy's parental figures.

They were the first ever trans character to be confirmed in Guilty gear as Testament used to be a man before (literally) transitioning into a gear, becoming non-binary and transcending gender.

Bridget

Her family is actually a wealthy aristocratic family from England?? Lol.

Her teddy bear, Roger, can ride a motorcycle in one of her moves :3

She's shares a birthday with her first voice actress, which is really cute!

Her gameplay used to be super complex because of her yoyo stuff until Strive simplified everything (one of the reasons I picked her up to be one of my mains in strive, actually)

When she was first released and the controversy with her happened, people made up an email that stated the creator of guilty gear, Daisuke ishiwatari, said that Bridget wasn't a trans girl. This caused Mr. Ishiwatari himself and his staff to clarify that no matter what ending that bridget gets, she's a trans girl.

these are all of the facts I could remember and find that seemed interesting, hehe. I would explain some points more but I think this is okay. Also, extra fact because you waited a while:

There's a girl who is one of the US president's bodyguards named Giovanna and she kicks people with her spirit dog named Rei. She's Brazilian and her design looks similar to this other character i like from another fighting game franchise so when I first saw her she was love at first sight!! I cant put an image of her so you can search her up to see how pretty she is <3 I originally wanted to put facts for her but then my laptop crashed.... so I'll just share one:

She is downbad for this one guy in the franchise named Leo Whitefang. That's all. hehe.

bye byeeee hope you liked the guilty gear facts !!!

omg guilty gear facts guilty gear facts!!!! spins around with you

yeah i know about milias ex and the assassin ordeal!!! im also aware of the cursed hair because the animation for it in the game is sooo. <3 big fan of how they decided to animate her it looks so smooth and cool... BUT ALSO HELLO ? THE YURI THING ???? ykw sure. i support her in her choice and adventure through the yuri path... go millia you can do this. the chasing cats thing is so silly i hope one day some cat just randomly decides to adopt her back and keeps following her around. sniffles.

waow married girlie... the main guy being called badguy is funny as shit imsorry what a name. hoping i can be named badguy in the future too. dizzy :] she looks sooo cute uwah... honestly i really like the designs for all the valentines :sob:,,, science woman!!! the voice thing is so cool, i went to listen to her voicelines etc and the change is so nice... holding her in my hands. ALSO ALSO i do know i-no!!! them having a thing is interesting to me :eye:. might look more into it later... ik they worked under the same guy ? i think ? but thats about it... weheheh looking into them later >:3

DR BALDHEAD...what a name..... bald character fuckk. shakes him. the whimsiness as a facade thing yeah that tracks stares at him... ourghrhgh failed surgery on a girlie... also do we have any reasonings as to why he was a serial killer or :eye:........ summoning the little hims to fight is so sillycute wehg. shakes him. ALSO WDYM HES 9'4??????HELLO??????????

I KNEW MAY HATED BALD PEOPLE BUT THE FACT SHE CAN SNIFF THEM OUT ????? HELLO ????? what a girl..... ahhh the tattoo thing is so cute... girlie.. and ooo actual canon age.... i remember checking the wiki but most characters being unknown so thats nice to know!!! the pirate thing is so nice <3 her design is so cool... being both a sea and sky pirate is soo cool i love her. grasps her in my hands. one of them is a cat!!!!

TESTAMENT HOBBIES YEAH I READ THEM. shark movies... also a big fan of the liquor when they're a non drinker one. succubi!!! cant believe they made the succubis gay good for them..... also oughh they transform into the scythe... i heart you creatures transforming into weapons troupe. crow :] its you... hell yeah parental figure!!!! this also tracks since iirc one of their old hobies was playing with children nods... literally transitioning into a gear is so funny fuckk love them. gender transcending royalty godbless

bridget comes from a rich family nodsnods..... roger!!! so thats his name... why the fuck can he ride a motorcycle thats so funny. big fan. and ahh i love when characters share birthdays with the seiyuus this is so cute... ourgh characters with complex gameplays nodsnods... im glad they simplified her and you ended up picking her though :] yoyos... big fan of characters who use yoyos to fight nods. i like the little animation thingie where she goes walking the yoyo <3 and help??? the fact people went to bother the creator himself w their transphobic bs saying that she wasnt a girl to the point the staff and the guy himself coming out to say shes a trans girl is so funny??? no more escaping. brisket is eternal...

wehh heheh please send more if youd want to!!! big fan of learning things <33 and omg extra fact... giovanna and spirit dog!!! brazilian character :] i knew millia on the creation etc was meant to be brazilian which is why her move or smth is named after a brazilian band but omg i didnt knew we had an actual brazilian girlie.... shes sooo pretty though i agree nodsnods... love her hair... downbad character we love to see it!!!!

weheheheh thank you for sharing them crow!!!! please send more if youd like o7

[protectyouropacities]

“Flare” — Mary Oliver

1.

Welcome to the silly, comforting poem.

It is not the sunrise, which is a red rinse, which is flaring all over the eastern sky;

it is not the rain falling out of the purse of God;

it is not the blue helmet of the sky afterward,

or the trees, or the beetle burrowing into the earth;

it is not the mockingbird who, in his own cadence, will go on sizzling and clapping from the branches of the catalpa that are thick with blossoms, that are billowing and shining, that are shaking in the wind.

2.

You still recall, sometimes, the old barn on your great-grandfather's farm, a place you visited once, and went into, all alone, while the grownups sat and talked in the house. It was empty, or almost. Wisps of hay covered the floor, and some wasps sang at the windows, and maybe there was a strange fluttering bird high above, disturbed, hoo-ing a little and staring down from a messy ledge with wild, binocular eyes. Mostly, though, it smelled of milk, and the patience of animals; the give-offs of the body were still in the air, a vague ammonia, not unpleasant. Mostly, though, it was restful and secret, the roof high up and arched, the boards unpainted and plain. You could have stayed there forever, a small child in a corner, on the last raft of hay, dazzled by so much space that seemed empty, but wasn't. Then--you still remember--you felt the rap of hunger--it was noon--and you turned from that twilight dream and hurried back to the house, where the table was set, where an uncle patted you on the shoulder for welcome, and there was your place at the table.

3.

Nothing lasts. There is a graveyard where everything I am talking about is, now.

I stood there once, on the green grass, scattering flowers.

4.

Nothing is so delicate or so finely hinged as the wings of the green moth against the lantern against its heat against the beak of the crow in the early morning.

Yet the moth has trim, and feistiness, and not a drop of self-pity.

Not in this world.

5.

My mother was the blue wisteria, my mother was the mossy stream out behind the house, my mother, alas, alas, did not always love her life, heavier than iron it was as she carried it in her arms, from room to room, oh, unforgettable!

I bury her in a box in the earth and turn away. My father was a demon of frustrated dreams, was a breaker of trust, was a poor, thin boy with bad luck. He followed God, there being no one else he could talk to; he swaggered before God, there being no one else who would listen. Listen, this was his life. I bury it in the earth. I sweep the closets. I leave the house.

6.

I mention them now, I will not mention them again.

It is not lack of love nor lack of sorrow. But the iron thing they carried, I will not carry.

I give them--one, two, three, four--the kiss of courtesy, of sweet thanks, of anger, of good luck in the deep earth. May they sleep well. May they soften.

But I will not give them the kiss of complicity. I will not give them the responsibility for my life.

7.

Did you know that the ant has a tongue with which to gather in all that it can of sweetness?

Did you know that?

8.

The poem is not the world. It isn't even the first page of the world.

But the poem wants to flower, like a flower. It knows that much.

It wants to open itself, like the door of a little temple, so that you might step inside and be cooled and refreshed, and less yourself than part of everything.

9.

The voice of the child crying out of the mouth of the grown woman is a misery and a disappointment. The voice of the child howling out of the tall, bearded, muscular man is a misery, and a terror.

10.

Therefore, tell me: what will engage you? What will open the dark fields of your mind, like a lover at first touching?

11.

Anyway, there was no barn. No child in the barn.

No uncle no table no kitchen.

Only a long lovely field full of bobolinks.

12.

When loneliness comes stalking, go into the fields, consider the orderliness of the world. Notice something you have never noticed before,

like the tambourine sound of the snow-cricket whose pale green body is no longer than your thumb.

Stare hard at the hummingbird, in the summer rain, shaking the water-sparks from its wings.

Let grief be your sister, she will whether or no. Rise up from the stump of sorrow, and be green also, like the diligent leaves.

A lifetime isn't long enough for the beauty of this world and the responsibilities of your life.

Scatter your flowers over the graves, and walk away. Be good-natured and untidy in your exuberance.

In the glare of your mind, be modest. And beholden to what is tactile, and thrilling.

Live with the beetle, and the wind.

This is the dark bread of the poem. This is the dark and nourishing bread of the poem.

[mossyivy]

"I had to talk to you."

Steve Harrington x (Fem) Reader

(2.4k words)

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Summary: Steve meets a very new face inside a liquor store and immediately in infatuated.

Content Warning: Heavy flirtation, canon divergence (Eddie's not dead idc what you tell me), Steve's in college to be a teacher (I will die with the thought of this man as a teacher at Hawkins Middle School), Steve just being silly goofy lil guy, Steve has bad eyesight sometimes (imagine him in glasses like Uncle Jesse's in Full House)

October 13th, 1989

Steve sighs, leaning back on the drivers side of his 1983 BMW. Burgundy paint starting to chip on the hood, the car becoming less appealing day by day. Girls passing by not even looking in his direction anymore. He was old news in Hawkins after people found out he had finally started at a college half an hour away in Fort Wayne. Just starting his life like everyone else did 4 years ago just wasn't appealing to most girls.

At least not Hawkins girls.

But at this point he didn't care. He was proud of himself for pulling his life together after all the bullshit he had been put through. With saving an entire town too many god damn times. Cutting his dad off when his parents divorced. Moving out to get a rented house with his best friend Robin. Just what he learned he needed over time.

Getting into a good school by himself with no help was just a cherry on top of the fuck you sundae he graciously served his past problems.

He was satisfied with what he had right now.

Dustin walks out of the new game shop in the newest strip mall to grace Hawkins. Steve looks up, pushing his Ray-Ban sunglasses onto his head.

"You made it out before, Robin. I'm surprised." Dustin glanced at the instrument shop a few doors down, then back to Steve. "You get what Eddie needed?"

"Mostly yeah. She's still getting her trumpet fixed?" Steve shrugs at Dustin's question and slides his sunglasses down in place again.

"She probably got distracted looking at something shiny and new. You know Robins crow brain sometimes." Dustin laughs, looking into his bag, shuffling a few things around inside.

Steve looked over at the liquor store at the end of the strip mall. Looking back at Dustin, he taps the top of the car. His head snapped up, eyes a bit surprised at the sudden noise.

"You want anything?" Steve asks, tilting his head back towards the store.

"Coke? If they got it." Dustin simply replied before getting in the back seat. Steve nods and walks to the liquor store.

The bell chimes over his head as he walks through the door. He takes in the warmth of the store and the radio playing over the speakers on the ceiling. Such a nice contrast to the crisp Autumn air outside.

He turns heading down an isle of assorted liquor bottles and bar accessories before finally stopping at the fridge. Humming along to the song over the radio, mumbling the lyrics to 'I wanna know what love is' absentmindedly.

Sliding his glasses down his nose, he squints at the selection. All the labels are blurry the farther he is, he steps forward rubbing his eyes and sure doesn't help with the florescent lighting blinding him from above.

'God I need to get my eyes checked.'

Opening the fridge, he grabs the 3 soft drinks and a 6-pack for later when he hears a metal scrapping and whoosh next to him. Followed by a muffled but panicked "Shit!"

Looking over, he sees the back of a squatting woman struggling with a metal shelf slipping out of one of the fridges.

Walking over, he quickly puts his things down and pushes the shelf back in. The metal shelf, cold against his warm skin as he reaches into the fridge, fixing the fasteners back into place.

An issue he's all too familiar with working at Family Video. The fridge racks always got loose and every time it happened he was always made to clean them up. He could only imagine the mess a bunch of glasses and beer would have made.

"Thank you so much!" The woman speaks as Steve stands up, slowly closing the door. Looking back, he finally sees your face. His lips slightly part as you continue talking, he can't hear a word you're saying right now.

All he can hear is the very oddly convenient Foreigner song playing over the store radio as he takes in every detail of your gorgeous face. From your shiny hair to your bright smile. The vibrant colored nail polish on your fingers you're waving as you talk. You're unfamiliar, he's never seen you before, but you're an absolute stunner of a woman.

Steve never thought of himself as a love at first sight kind of guy. But right now he was undoubtedly being proven wrong by the spark he was feeling, not to mention the nervous knot in his stomach.

"But really you're a life saver... Thank you." You stop talking, looking at him. Your face falls as he perks up, realizing he's just been staring like a complete idiot this entire time.

"You're welcome!" He spoke, choking almost over how inappropriately loud he was for a second. Feeling the effect of not talking to women for a while really hit him. You look down at his soon-to-be purchases.

"Full Sail Amber. Good beer." You comment, making him look at the floor and nod.

Crouching down, he grabs his things and stands cracking his head on one of the fridge door handles. His sunglasses fell off his face and onto the floor. He stands up wedging his soft drink between his side and arm. Rubbing his head with a hiss.

"You okay?" You ask with a slight chuckle. Bending down, you grab the sunglasses, Steve moves his hand, grabbing the bottom of the door handle to shield your head from injury.

"Yeah, thanks." Before he gets to put his hand out to take his Ray-Bans back, you slide them on his head with a soft smile.

'God she's so fucking pretty.'

"You're welcome. And thanks again for... Saving me from paying for a full shelf of beer." She turned down the isle to another part of the store.

Part of Steve wants to follow you and try chatting you up, but the slight embarrassment of hurting his head just keeps him from doing so.

He turns, goes to the front of the store and makes his purchases. Heading outside, he walks to his car, finally seeing Robin in her usual spot, the passenger seat. Opening the driver's door, he slips in.

"There you are!" Robin looked at him, her trumpet case in-between her legs on the floor of the car.

"What's with the face?" Dustin asks, Steve looking at him in the rearview, glaring.

"Shut up Henderson." He hands them their sodas, moving to close his car door when he hears the bell from the liquor store chime.

Out you walk, starting across the parking lot to a top-down red 86' Volkswagen Cabriolet. Steve freezes, staring again. He really can't help but stare.

"Oooh." Robin and Dustin both taunt him, making him sigh. He needs more friends, fewer annoying friends.

"She's pretty." Robin says looking at Dustin.

"Too pretty to talk to, apparently." Dustin adds, laughing as he looks back at Steve.

"I talked to her in the store." Dustin raised his eyebrows, pushing his baseball cap up a bit.

"You asked her out?"

"No." Steve watches you load your bag into the back of the car and start pulling the top up on your car.

"Not too late!" Robin smiled, taking a sip of her drink. Dustin looked at her.

"He's not gonna do it."

"No, he's gonna do it."

Steve feels like he has a devil and an angel bickering on his shoulders right now. His foot meets the new asphalt of the parking lot as you open your driver's door.

He's quickly out of the driver's seat.

"Holy shit he's doing it." Dustin comments as he shuts the door on them.

He stops at the bumper of his car, hearing your car engine click over. Music pours out of your open windows before you turn it down quickly.

The universe is screaming at him to talk to you when he starts hearing that familiar Tears for Fears song, 'Head Over Heels'.

'Please don't pull away, please don't pull away.'

He nearly sprints across the parking lot out of fear of missing his chance. Upon reaching the car, he knocks on the back window, pulling you from looking for something in the console.

"Hi..." He says awkwardly, approaching the window. Leaning on the door, he smiles as you smile back.

"Hi. You need something?" He gets so agitated that you smirk up at him.

'Why'd you have to be so God damn pretty?'

"Sorry if this is weird, but I had to talk to you." He started, finally being able to say something. Your eyes go half shut with a soft nod.

"Talk to me?" He nods, clenching the door frame for a second. "Go ahead then. Talk."

His eyes go wide in surprise at your sudden confidence. Steve stammered for a second.

"Uh... At the risk of sounding crazy or desperate... You're probably the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life." You can feel your body warm up as he gives the most genuine smile you've seen on a man in a while.

"Mmhm, go on."

"Are you by chance single? Or like... Are you even attracted to men at all?" He asks, sheepishly smiling.

"Yes, and yes." Your smirk slowly turns into a grin as he squats to eye level now, feeling a bit more confident after your answer.

"I'm Steve, by the way. Steve Harrington." He smiles again hearing you reply with your name. "Are you new to Hawkins?"

"I am actually. I just moved here from the city and needed to stay nearby for school."

"Where are you going?"

"Trine University." His eyes go wide, the same school he goes to. What are the odds?

"Really? I actually go there too. Education major." You look him up and down. You never pegged him for the teacher type.

"Software Engineering major."

"So you're smart and gorgeous. Good to know." He smirks, finally feeling like himself when talking as your flush finally becomes noticeable. "You like movies?"

"What kind of psychopath doesn't like movies?" He laughs at your response, leaning in closer to the window.

"Lemme be more specific. The new Halloween 5 movie came out today. You interested in seeing it? Maybe with me tonight at the drive-in theater in Lafayette. We can have dinner after. All my treat, of course." He can see the sparkle in your eyes, that spark he felt looking at you before is still lingering around him.

"What's in it for me?" You playfully ask. He cocks his head to the side, leaning it on his arm for a second.

"A fun night out with a gentleman, I promise I'm fun." You chuckle, rolling your eyes, he knows you want to say yes. "Please?"

He'd never said please before when asking a girl out. It didn't feel embarrassing like he thought it would. You turn your attention back to the console looking for something.

Pulling out a napkin and pen, you quickly write down your number and address. Turning back, you hold it out to him as he takes it.

"I'm free at 8. And dress nicely. You're taking me somewhere decent after the movie."

"I'll take you to the most expensive restaurant I can find if that's what you want. I don't care. As long as I get to see you again." You laugh at his bluntness, it's like music to his ears.

"That won't be necessary. I don't need to be spoiled."

"What if I want to spoil you?" That caught you off guard as you didn't respond right away. He let a soft breath escape his mouth. "You like roses?"

"White roses." You reply, he nods, standing up again and folding the napkin, storing it in his back jean pocket for safe keeping.

"I'll be sure to remember that." You two just stare at each other in silence for a minute. No man's ever looked at you like Steve has right now, it makes your heart race from nervousness.

"I'll see you at 8 o'clock then." You look past him for a moment and back to him. "Tell your friends I said hello since they like to stare so much."

Raising an eyebrow, Steve turned his head. He sees Robin poking her head over the roof of the car and Dustin sitting on the rolled down window frame. They quickly hurry back into the car, noticing they've been caught. He should be embarrassed, but he fully expects their behavior from being friends for so long.

"Ignore them." Steve says, sighing as he looks back at you. "I'll see you at 8."

He turned away towards his car, trying to stay as confident as he was before turning his back. Reaching his car, he pops the door open, clutching it for dear life as he silently collects himself. Robin poked her head across the driver's seat to look up at him.

"You good dude?" She asks, concerned but also excited as he just nods.

You pull out of your parking spot, stopping behind his car and honk once to get his attention. Dustin pops his head out the back window as Robin looks out her open door. Steves head snaps up at you as you lean on your window frame, chin on fist with the most shit eating grin on your face.

"See you at 8 sexy!" You called to him. And then you have the balls to blow him a kiss before peeling out of the parking lot.

Steve silently gets in the car. Robin shuts her door as Steve does his. Dustin sits forward looking at Steve, who's just gripping his steering wheel, the adrenaline starting to wear off.

"Dude, she's so into you, into you!" Dustin breaks the silence as Robin nods.

"And I'd say it's the same for Harrington here." Robin grins as a massive smile spreads across Steve's face.

He starts excitedly thrashing frontwards and backwards. Enough to shake the car and look like he's about to rip the steering wheel from it's column. He lets out an excited yell, causing his two friends to laugh at him.

He let out a long breath, looking at them.

"She says hi by the way."

[sparklyeyedhimbo]

How dare you making me tear up in public, inbetween cool old car. ( I went outside again and went somehwere with a huge crowed of people...So many people in one place it was scary but I made it through)

Everytime when you call me your best friend, I am always like, am I even worthy of that? Im just a silly dude that you talked to and now are stuck with. Because you are such an awesome and interesting person.

And I love listening to you talk about your interests AND especially about your cursed interests. Got us in this mess we are in right now, dear hahaha.

It makes you happy and you forget about the shitty things in your life and in the world. And I feel that you enjoy it with all of your heart. Which makes me happy.

Thanks to you and the others in the gc (but mostly you) I learned to share things I do over the day with my friends. I always though "eh I do such boring things" Or do nothing all day why should I bother my friends with my boring life" but sharing that I had a nice cup of coffee and hearing all of you go:

"Man I could go for one too" "kali that is just milk" "it's 3 am kali, why are you drinking coffee NOW???" or just a heart reaction to some picture I took.

You care about me the same way, I care about what you do in your life. We both are messes in the same way, different but the same.

Different sides of the same idiot coin

If I had the money I would come visit you dear. But sadly this cruel world said put a huge fucking body of water between the people you love the most and me. And make it the most expensive thing ever 😭

(also you got this with that flight to calli, you are so cool and sexy for that wave to yunho for me okay?)

And I am so glad you started to talk to me,(very sexy of you) even tho you thought i was intimidating. Because I now can call you my best friend too.

That....

listens to my bad jokes

lets me be the hyperactive and clingy puppy

lets me be sad on main

fights god with me

and let me be a full fecking weirdo too

Thank you for letting me in your life and be part of it. I treasure you so much. If I could I would compose a song like hongjoong did for seonghwa (I mean it I also just imagined THANK U playing on loop while reading your post and me writing mine*

I hope I can have you in my life for a very long time, because you make my life better. Because I love you very fucking much.

Posting this when you are back online because I am evil thst way.

*sound of glitter and bows falling down*

🎀 Gu Gu Ga Ga 🎀

[san edition]

Ok you're gonna get it now bc I've been thinking about this all day --

Kali I love you so fucking much. You've become such a special friend to me in a little less than a year. It's been really rare in my life that I've had a friend that makes me feel so treasured and loved. You're like my safe space at the end of the day where I know I can be completely myself.

You take the time to listen to my interests and not just humor me but actively listen and take an interest in them too. We can go from me crying about the stress in my life to the two of us talking about the dumbest shit and you always make me forget why I was upset in the first place. You deal with my absolute bat shit reels I send you and all my spam of my interests.

I'm always so excited when I see you sign on for the day and I look forward to hearing about what you're up to and seeing what yummy drink or food you're having that morning. I know we'll probably never get to meet in person (bc we're both anxious wrecks and I'm having a mild panic attack just about flying to California by myself) but I don't really feel like it matters bc whenever we talk it always feels like you're right next to me anyway.

I love you so so much, thank you for being my safe place, for being such an authentic friend, for always laughing at the bizarre shit I say (without laughing at my expense,) and for showing me so much love and teaching me that my friends do love me, for real.

(I'm absolutely scheduling this to post while I'm asleep so I don't see the response live bc I'm an embarrassed little coward man.)

[darkdevasofdestruction]

An Angel and A Demon ~ Pyramid Head x Reader

Update 2: My laptop restarted when I was in the middle of writing this, and trust me when I say it, I am positively pissed off, and I want to end my days, that's how bad of a day this was.

And I didn't leave the house.

That says a lot about today...

Update 1: But, without further ado, I was half-way writing this story, and I received this ask, and let me tell you...

helloooo, i absolutely adored the fanfics you wrote about kazan and danny🥺 could i request one where pyramid head is just really whipped for and in love with the survivor! reader but he doesnt know how to announce it to them so he brings her random ,,gifts" in and outside the trials and protecting her bc well, im pretty sure he cant speak so he doesnt really have any other options on how to express his feelings??

I live for it.

Bless you for sending me this, it's the reason I'm still sane right now.

I love you, baby-cakes.

Update 3: I want to kill myself so bad. Just smash my head on a wall until it explodes or sth. I was so happy with how this imagine turned out, only fuck fucking tumblr to just fucking delete EVERYTHING just as I was about to put the last gif and hit POST NOW.

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For the 5th time writing this :

FUCKMEDADDY - but this time - FUCKMYBRAINSOUTPLEASEIWANNADIE

Thanks.

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Hell - What was that place, anyway?

Some would describe it as an infinite ocean of flames and lava, where it's eternally melting-hot, and a bunch of hooved, horned, tailed red demons torture you with acid, with their red pitch forks, or boil you alive in their cauldron for soup. Or maybe you just get tortured by Stalin, who knows?

But never would have anyone thought that 'Hell' could look so...Normal. Well, normal in a very demolished, desolate, ravished way, but still...Normal, by human standards. Albeit, the never-ending loop of madness, anguish, agony and desperation of getting killed in different gruesome ways or fleeing for their lives and feeling a myriad of emotions pumping adrenaline through their veins so badly that their anxiety-meter skyrocketed to abnormal levels.

All this darkness, this hatred, this...Everything...It changed all the survivors. They became selfish, stubborn, rude, some even went as far as to sacrifice their fellow survivors in trials, just so they could survive. It was a complete mayhem that defied all kinds of reason, normality, morality or even ethics. Everyone became devoid of any laws that used to bind them to their humane sides, and now, you weren't sure if the killers were saner than the survivors or not.

But even in this abyss where you couldn't even see your hand in front of your very eyes, there was a little star - A beautiful angel radiating brightness and warmth, someone who was somehow able to guide everyone's straying souls with her benevolence.

In reality, she was merely a survivor, not the little lantern from an angler fish's head, but she treated everyone with such an untainted kindness...It was beautiful, and yet, unrequited for most parts. Everyone was still putting their own lives above all - And who could condemn them? - Perhaps their cowardice, for the girl preferred to save her fellow survivors as much as possible, even if that oftentimes assured her place on the hook, to be a sacrificial lamb for the Entity.

On the other hand, she rarely ended up on the hook - Most killers prefer to kill her themselves, instead of letting her become pray for the horrible Entity who tortured so many of them for refusing to cooperate - The Trapper, Evan MacMillan - He knew the best, with those hooks digging into his flesh, impossible to extract. He was the first to protect this girl. It wasn't much, but if he had to, he'd rather give her a swift, painless death, than seeing her without that serene, angelic smile on her face, as the Entity feeds on the last bits of her soul's beauty, the last parts of her humanity.

The other Killers were confused at the Trapper's actions, but little by little, they began to understand why this girl was so precious and special - And this domino effect hit Rin Yamaoka next, with Y/N stopping in the middle of a chase and taking off her jacket, just as Rin was about to butcher her with her katana, and she smiled, extending it to her. 'You must be cold' she said, realising that the Spirit was merely wearing a few bandages, not even her school uniform, or her kimono.

The ghost girl was shaken up by this, and told the others at the killer camp, but they just shrugged it off - Rin was a little girl who faced close to no kindness, they weren't surprised she was so taken aback by such a feat. That is, until Adiris, in a particularly terrible day, when everyone at the camp was staying away from her, as her profane censer wasn't able to cover the stench of rotting flesh - Y/N came over, taking out a small yet elegant glass bottle with pink liquid on it, spraying some on her - And now, The Plague smelled of roses and vanilla - 'You can come to me for perfume whenever you want, I always carry some with me!' she grinned at the Babylonian High Priestess, before leaving back to the survivor's camp site, leaving the ancient God symbol to stare with her mouth agape at the girl.

These words began to spread, and it was no surprise when the killers saw Susie clinging and begging her Legion friends to spare Y/N, for she was there to hug away her worries more than once, to tell her sweet words, to play with her hair and play the guitar whatever songs she wanted to hear, to get reminded of her home - She was so home sick that she freaked out, but now she was better, thanks to Y/N - 'I know you miss home, but sometimes, home is where your best friends are, and all three of them are here!' she tried to encourage the cute pink-haired girl who could only squeal and hug her new friend.

Even Ghostface wasn't exempt from falling to her charms, and they would often take silly selfies and mess around, making fun of the old horror movie tropes and doing lots of puns and pranks - So much that she even got his trust to be told about the Danny/Jed thing, and how he began his killer profession - 'You're a very talented photographer, Danny! You deserved all that recognition you got, both as a journalist, and as a killer!'

And very soon, Y/N found herself in the crushing arms of an overprotective Anna, humming her mother's lullaby together with walking through the forest, Y/N making flower crows for all the female killers at the camp site, and little by little, she somehow managed to worm her way under everyone's skins.

Y/N was the survivor with the highest survivability percentage, and maybe the Entity sometimes got pissed off, but at least she still got killed sometimes, so who cares? Well, that was soon to change as soon as a new Killer was added to this sick game - Pyramid Head, the terror of Silent Hill, as Cheryl, the new Survivor, called him - or The Executioner, as he was known now. He was ruthless, merciless, grotesque - He had his own criteria of killing, his own moral compass, ethics, conscience and understanding of the concept of life and death. Nothing that could compare to the visions of humans, clearly - Everything was gravitating around Divine Retribution and Justice, but the from the outside, he was nothing but a killing machine.

He would kill everyone and anyone that crosses his path, without fail.

Y/N felt like her fortune ended completely the second she found herself in the new, overly cramped map, with Pyramid Head as the killer - She couldn't help but run around like a spazzic meerkat, trying to find and fix as many generators as possible, without having to get face to face with the walking hazard...

Only to run past a stuck Pyramid Head.

Slowly backtracing her steps, she saw the mountain of a man with his metal pyramid stuck in the frames a low window which he tried to walk over. He was trashing like a raged bull trying to attack a matador, but it was clear he was getting nowhere with this.

"H-Hey, u-uhm...Need some help?" she asked in a soft, careful voice, almost like a meek cat trying to test the waters, but in return, he started groaning even louder from the wrath he wanted to unleash upon the whole world. "Okay, uhm...I think I saw a can of vaseline in one of the chests around. I'll go fetch it and I'll come back for you. Don't move." she said, only to then realise how horrible that sounded, considering the situation, and it only seemed to anger the killer. "...I'm sorry, ignore me, I'm an idiot." she slapped herself pretty harshly before bolting out of there trying to find the chest.

However, Y/N cursed herself for not having perfectly memorised the whole map by heart already, since she found the vaseline can after the 3rd chest, and then, it took quite a while to find the bloody window that got the killer stuck - And by the time she got there, she was dead tired. "Okay, I'm here, I found the vaseline! Let's try to get you out of here." Y/N muttered as she put her feet on the low window pane to get to his level. "If it's not too much trouble, could you please hold onto me? I can't balance myself with both hands occupied, and I'd rather not fall." she explained as she opened the vaseline can, only to shiver as she felt two big, strong hands getting a firm grip on her hips. It was almost...Endearing, were she not too busy trying to get the killer unstuck. She kept massaging the metal edge, trying to push and pull, also praying to whatever deity that existed in her human world that she had her tetanus shot done on time - Until finally, she was able to get hear a loud screech, like a pop, and the killer got unstuck, and in the process, he stumbled backwards, while Y/N fell down on her butt.

"Ouchie..." she muttered, rubbing her back and sides to take away the pain surging through her body. "Are you okay?" she asked, almost intuitively, without realising it at first, until she heart a low grunt that brought her back to reality. "O-Oh...! You have glass shards stuck in your side! And you're bleeding too! Hold up, let me help." she hurried to his side, while the killer merely stiffened, feeling her delicate, slender fingers tracing his body, while he heaved and slouched his shoulders from the repressed wrath. "It may sting a bit, and I'm really sorry, but I promise it will be better soon." her voice was so motherly and warm, which also resonated in her actions, as she gingerly took a water bottle and imbued some tissues with it, to wipe away the blood smearing down his skin as she extracted the glass shards, and then..."This is grandma's marigold ointment. It's really good, and it smells nice." she explained as she carefully smeared a thick layer of the yellow ointment on the biggest wounds, while the little ones were covered by smiley-flower patterned plasters. They were cute, and colourful, and they never failed to make her smile. "Okay, there we go, all better! I hope you'll feel better very soon!" her voice got a tiny bit more cheerful and upbeat.

It made the Killer think about a trillion things, as he stepped in front of her, towering over her like the Empire states building next to a smiling pomeranian. What was with this girl? Why did she help a killer? And why did he feel so...Warm inside? He could sense a foreign kind of luminosity, a naivite and innocence that he only witnessed in children and animals. This woman in front of him was untainted by the darkness and evil of the world.

It didn't matter how many hardships she's been through, or how much sadness she had to endure - Her soul remained as pure as any snowdrop, as the first snow of winter, as the fleece of a baby lamb who let out its first 'meeeeh' to its mamma sheep.

He couldn't allow this human to be maimed in any way - Not by the world, not by the Entity, and certainly not by him. - Screw the Entity, Pyramind Head kills by his own rules, and now, he was blessed to be faced with a human who bore no real hatred for her peers, or for the world, despite the horrible situation she was thrown into.

He didn't understand, obviously, especially as he remembered the myriad of abominations that lurked through Silent Hill, all of them created by the torment of humans - The very torment that distorted their own reality, which resulted in him needing to solve the purpose as The Executioner - Eradicating the world of all evil.

"Th-This sword is so heavy...H-How can you carry this around like that...?! Your muscles must be so strained and sore...Y-You really need a massage, I'm sure." she stuttered as she tried to lift the much taller and heavier sword from the ground, only for the brute to simply bend and pick it up with extreme ease, putting the girl to shame with her complete lack of strength. "Hehe...You're really strong. I'm embarrassed now." she chuckled softly, scratching the back of her neck.

Before she could leave or do anything else, Pyramid Head picked her up by the throat, careful not to hurt her or restrict her air intake - I mean, how else was he supposed to carry her so he wouldn't hurt her with his metal head or sword? - and it was pretty clear she didn't feel any malevolence from him, as she clinged on his forearm, trying to keep herself up, only to be dumped on top of the hatch, as the killer pointed towards it, so she would leave.

"O-Oh...! Thank you so much! You're really kind! I really appreciate this...I-I know it probably doesn't matter much to you, since you'll be doing this over and over again with all the survivors...But I really appreciate you for your kind gesture, and I appreciate you for being so nice with me. Thank you. Take care!" her dazzling smile lit the whole place up, but he couldn't talk, nor could he tell her how he should be the one thanking her for showing him that, despite the hundreds and thousands of years he had to roam the 'Earth' and execute the injust, miracles still existed.

As soon as she reached the survivor's camp, everyone cheered for her, asking how in the world could she have escaped the wrath of the butcher. "Oh, but he wasn't that bad. In fact, he's much more humane than I anticipated! I think he has a beautiful, blooming heart!" okay, she's lost it - the other survivors thought - but even so, she's always been a bit...Out of it, so who cares?

It took quite a while for the other three survivors to reach the camp, all bloody, in fact, like the new killer, who dragged himself with the same menace to the Killers' camp. "How the hell did you manage to survive?!" they yelled at her in utter shock, seeing that she got out of there unscratched. "Oh, you see...I found the hatch." she shrugged simply, not wanting to give away that the person who massacred those three was a soft one and he basically threw her down the hatch to her safety.

As she took a twig to roast a marshmallows, she noticed how Pyramid Head was standing much farther away from the rest of the killers - She knew that silent killers were bound to stay away from the more obnoxious one, remembering how Michael Myers almost killed Ghostface and The Legion at least a dozen times - But this time...He seemed kinda...Lonely? So Y/N took the matters into her own hands, roasted another marshmallow in another twig, and when it was done, she went to the killer's camp, calling out the lonely one's name - She has no idea why, but he actually followed her, pushing her further deep into the forest, until he was sure nobody was going to hear, see or interrupt them...

"Hey. You seemed pretty lonely out there...I thought you could use a friend. Thank you again for what you did at the trial...Here, this is a marshmallow. I don't think you've had many before...Cheryl told me of that horrible place you had to live in...So I hope this will make your day a bit better!" Y/N extended one of her hands towards him, so he could take the marshmallow - And a long, black tongue erupted from underneath the pyramid, snatching away the fluffy marshmallow and gulping it in one go.

What the hell was he turning into?

A towering man built of pure muscle, wrath and divine justice, with a pyramid representing the evil of humanity burdening his body, and a sword taller and heavier than the average human being constantly dragged in one of his hand...He now was a slave to a cute, innocent girl who was putting flower plasters on his minuscule wounds that would heal in a heartbeat regardless - He saved this girl who was now offering his these soft, squishy things that tasted overly sugarly, just like her upbeat and cheerful personality - If he could eat her, he was sure she would taste even sweeter than this - A sickish kind of sweet, that is.

She was indeed a beautiful angel in this tragic hell. But he didn't wait to snatch the second marshmallow either.

"Ah...! You liked it, didn't you? Well...Next time, I promise I'll give you more!" she grinned at him the same way a princess would to her chivalrous knight who saved her. The since he couldn't talk, silence took over them - It wasn't an uncomfortable one, per se, but it made it feel as if the conversation was over. "W-Well...I'll guess I'll see you around! Take care and I hope to see you again soon!" she waved cutely, trying to turn around back to her camp, only to feel a rough hand on her shoulder, turning her around and urging her to stop and wait for him and he went deep into the forest, leaving her alone and undefended by the potential malevolent forces of the forest.

When he returned, however, he stepped right in front of her, creating the perfect shade as he towered over her - Then he kneeled in front of her, so he would reach her eye sight, then he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and put a beautiful pink flower - As pink as the blush that started creeping on her face - He wanted to see her luminous face better, to highlight her dazzling smile and her glimmering eyes as the warm, silver light of the mother moon caressed her face.

Y/N felt her heart picking up the pace - It was beating so much faster than ever before - But this time, it wasn't out of fear or anything negative...It was something good. Something she never felt in her life, especially with her human acquaintances from back home. None was as chivalrous and gentle with her as this butcher of tormented souls - The bringer of justice, the merciless Executioner who was supposed to end the life of every living being that would cross his path.

It was insane how every Yin finds its Yang, even if that comes in the form of a little lamb of a small, frail girl, and a huge abomination of a brute man who knows nothing but death, bloodshed and carnage. It was truly crazy how opposites attract, and here she was, holding the killers large hands and gingerly putting them on her face, leaning into his touch - She felt safer now than ever in her life - Now, in the arms of an ancient killer.

An Angel and A Demon brought together in a perfect union.

As she leaned down, she touched the metal of the pyramid where she anticipated his forehead would be with her own forehead, and closing her eyes, she finally felt herself calming down. There was no need for words, actions spoke louder than anything, and she appreciated it...She appreciated him.

"Thank you." she whispered to him, knowing that yes, even though nobody else would hear it anyway, it was much more intimate than anything she ever experienced.

She was hooked.

Hope you liked my completely shameless pun, I couldn't stop it, especially after the pain I went through trying to write this...3 freaking times.

Yay.

[spaghettificationandpretzels]

Plots line and episode themes that would have improved Sons of Anarchy part 2.

As stated in the first post, these ideas are just for fun and are silly and unrealistic. Feel free to use these ideas in fanfics if you wish. After rewatching the show I've grown to dislike Sutter even more, he took a show and charters with amazing potential and made it dark and depressing. These ideas take place in a world where everything has a happy ending.

1. The leather care episode, we heard all through the series about how important their Kutts are but we never see them look after them. At weddings, the Groom says "I'll treat you as good as my leather" but we have no idea what that means.

2. As stated before I don't like Tara but it would have been good to see more of her and Jax together, they never really had many super long scenes and while the actors had amazing chemistry, I felt like it would have been good to see the more mundane moments. I want to know why they love each other.

3. More Chibs, it would have been nice to see him find an Old Lady and settle down, also the older I get the more appeal he has.

4. The "make a wish" episode; one of the kids at St Thomas loves motorcycle and the club. However, he's sick so the club includes him in all activities one day, he gets to sit in on church and they vote for what's for lunch or what flavours of ice cream to have after work. He gets a little TM vest and a tiny Kutt. If I was to stick to the theme of the show the child would die at the end of the episode but I say no, someone reads about an experimental treatment the club gets the money somehow and the child recovers and sees the guys every now and then.

5. A prank war episode, it starts small and ends when Gemma goes off and gives a Mom lecture.

6. An episode that explains everyone back story. There are basically no flashbacks in SOA, it would have been good to see the start of everyone's journey.

7. More Nazi punching.

8. I want to see the guys cooking or trying to. I can see one of the guys begging Gemma for help to impress a woman who can cook.

9. More of Happy, he was a hard character to nail down and I could never decide if he was written to be evil or just morally ambiguous. In Mayans, he showed he was capable of caring for a dog and I do think he loved his brothers, Gemma, Jax's kid, and Lyla (I'm not too sure about Tara)

10. Less of Tig, the necrophilia thing was terrible and it should have been written for what it was and not a joke. His behaviour in just the very first episodes was disgusting and him killing Donna was my last straw, I really didn't like him and in all honesty, I think he was a coward in many ways. Had he told Opie right away and not blamed Stahl, my opinion would be very different.

11. There is an episode about the crow tattoo, all the old ladies have one, yet we know nothing about it. How do they know when it's time to take that step? Is there only one design (it seems so) or do the couple design it themselves? Does the man pick the placement or the woman? For something that has been shown to be a huge part of the club women, there's no backstory at all.

12. More of Lyla, I loved her character and we should have seen more of her, it would have also been good to see more of Lyla and Tara together, I really liked their dynamic in season 3.

13. Given that I'm not acknowledging seasons 6 and 7 I want more of Nero and Gemma, also more of Nero and Jax.

15. I fucking hated Jacob Hale, he was a Neo-Nazi sympathiser and capitalist pig, I would have loved to see him lose to Oswald and be exposed for what he truly was.

16. The summit episode, history 1% clubs did hold summits, it would have been good to see a whole lot of them gather at TM to discuss being a biker or whatever.

17. The Swole Boys should have been a part of SOA, it would have been hilarious.

18. I don't like Tara but she did so much for the club. Bobby and Chibs were the only ones who ever recognised her. The rest of the club should have been more appreciative.

19. More T.O, I loved his character, it's a shame he was most featured in the saddest season.

20. More of Juice, in the first 4 seasons he was one of my favourites, I hate what they did to his character arc.