#Jimmy reacted to it live on stream

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AHHHH!!!!! AHHHHHH!!!!!!!! MY BOYS!!!! 🥹🥹🥹

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Underrated life series cast moments that have been living in my brain the past few days (I’m like two months behind on vods shhh)

Ren saying someone “assassinated my ass” in a pg hermits and friends among us lobby and no one reacting or even seeming to notice

Jimmy casually (accidentally??) calling Martyn “love” in WL ep1

“None of this is making any soup” becoming a running joke in the GIGS pico park 2 stream after Impulse’s complaining about the lack of sense trailed off into an oops

Joel making multiple ccs stand around for close to a minute while he passive aggressively counts at minecraft obsidian and Gem not allowing anyone to leave because if she has to deal with this then so do they

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i NEED a wedding day typa thing with matt where hes just stressing and his vows are cuter than anything and he admires u while ur walking down the aisle that typa shit

long enough

matt sturniolo x reader

warnings: noneeeee

a/n: hope you likeee <33

don’t cry. don’t cry, don’t cry.

i took a deep breath as i stared at the doors, waiting for her to come through them.

i’ve waited for this day for so long, and now that it was actually happening it felt surreal.

“please stand”

as i watched everyone collectively stand up i felt a rush of nerves take over me.

this was really happening.

i wasn’t in my 9th grade science class, watching her expertly mix chemicals together, day dreaming about marrying her.

we weren’t studying for our math test together, her explaining how to solve the problem while i zoned out, imagining how amazing she would be at planning our wedding.

i wasn’t watching her walk down the stairs on prom night, finally seeing which dress she chose, thinking about what it’d be like to see her in her wedding dress for the first time.

now, i was living it.

every minute i spent longing for her, all of the pain i went through waiting for her, it all led up to this exact moment.

chris, most likely picking up on my nerves, patted my shoulder lightly from his spot beside me.

i momentarily glanced over to him, and he gave me a slight nod.

nick, who was on the other side of him, gave me a quick thumbs up.

i took another deep breath, attempting to relax, as i watched the doors in anticipation.

the moment they opened up, i lost it.

i let out a quick breath, tears welling in my eyes when i saw her standing there.

i held my breath for a second while i took in her dress. it was perfect for her.

the white seemed to make her glow, only adding to her natural beauty.

the top of the dress was lined with intricate designs, with a touch of lace to top it off.

the straps were thin, but not too thin, a detail of the dress she was adamant about being perfect.

the bottom of the dress was long, but not long enough where she had to worry about it dragging behind her too much.

the dress had a small slit going up her leg. it wasn’t anything too crazy, just long enough for me to see the lace garter decorating her thigh, peeking through when she walked.

it was unlikely that anyone else even saw it, however, i was purposefully looking for it.

the dress just screamed her. it was simple, yet so unique. the extravagance wasn’t in the dress itself, but in the details.

it was clear that she put an abundance of time and thought into picking out the dress, and it paid off.

“oh my god” i whispered under my breath, attempting to blink back my tears.

READER’S POV

“take a breath” mary lou spoke as she rubbed my back gently.

i was currently staring at the doors in anticipation, my hands shaking lightly.

i did as she said, inhaling through my nose and out of my mouth.

“i’ll be next you the whole time, sweetheart” she smiled at me.

my parents and i were on less than optimal terms, as they liked to call it.

at least, that’s what they said when people asked about it.

they were never there for me, but mary lou and jimmy were. i never even had to ask her to be the one to walk me down the aisle, we both always knew it would be her.

“i’m so grateful for you” i told her, my voice wavering slightly.

she pulled me into a hug, giving me a slight squeeze.

“good, cause you’re stuck with me” she chuckled.

after waiting a few more minutes, the doors finally opened.

everyone’s head turned to me, and my eyes widened slightly under the pressure of so many people’s gaze.

“you’re ok” she whispered to me, knowing how i would react.

my eyes found matt’s across the aisle, and my focus on everyone else completely faded away.

tears were streaming down his face as he stared at me in awe.

i took in his appearance, and almost melted right there.

he looked so good.

his suit was crisp, no doubt the result of him making sure it was hanging at all times. knowing him, he probably never even took it out of the protective bag, wanting it to stay wrinkle-free.

his tie was tied perfectly, the result of him watching youtube videos repeatedly, needing to master the skill. (mary lou ended up having to teach him how to do it over facetime.)

every piece of his tuxedo matched perfectly, his meticulous planning shining through.

the tux fit him better than i ever could have imagined.

he wore a few rings, knowing how much i loved them on his hands. i was excited for one ring in particular, though.

as mary lou guided me down the aisle, i noticed matt’s gaze run up and down my body, stopping at the garter that i let him pick out.

i smiled lightly at that, watching as he met my eyes again.

once we got to the end of the aisle, we stopped directly in front of matt.

“hi baby” i whispered to him, watching as he began to laugh lightly.

his smile grew even wider as mary lou, handed him a few tissues for his tears.

we both laughed lightly at this, “where did you get that?” i asked. everyone around us laughed at that.

“no, i’m serious. where did that come from?” i asked, confused.

we were met with more laughter, my question left unanswered.

she gave us both a kiss to the cheek, before placing my hand in his.

i felt tears of my own start to fall at the gesture.

“you may now be seated” everyone sat down at the request.

“family and friends, thank you all for coming today to share in this wonderful occasion. today we are here together to unite matt and y/n in marriage”

“and now for the vows” the officiator spoke. matt decided he wanted to go first.

“ok, hi” he breathed out, a large grin spreading on his face. “y/n, i have spent such a long time dreaming about this day. for so long, i would tell chris and nick that i was gonna marry you one day. but then you started chasing after other guys and you seemed so unattainable all of a sudden. but we’re finally here, we’re getting married” he whispered excitedly, as though he couldn’t believe it, “and there’s no one else that i’d rather be with. i love how deeply you care about the things that are important to you, like this. i’m pretty sure i’ve seen everything in this room on your pinterest board at some point” the room filled with chuckles, “ you’ve put so much love and time into this and i’m so grateful to have found someone who cares about this, who cares about me so much. and seeing you walk down that aisle with my mom, i-” his voice broke as his lip began to quiver slightly.

i sniffled softly, blinking rapidly as more tears fell from my eyes.

“you mean everything to me, and i can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you” he finished.

when the officiator gestured to me, i began my vows.

“ geez, that was really good” i breathed out, making everyone laugh.

“ok” i spoke as i took a deep breath, “matt, i have loved you for so long. i can’t even pinpoint when, we were so young. but, i always thought that i was just gonna be in the crowd, watching you do this with someone else. i never imagined, for a second, that you felt the same. and growing up, your mom would always tell me that when we got married, she’d be the one to hand me off to you. and i never believed that i would actually get to experience that”

“i love you more than words can describe, and i’m so happy to be able to call you my husband. i’m so grateful to be marrying my best friend, because i couldn’t imagine life without you, and now i never have to. thank you for accepting me, thank you for loving me. just- thank you” i finished.

“do you matthew sturniolo, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to live together in matrimony, to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?”

“of course i do” he spoke, staring at me.

“and do you y/n , take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to live together in matrimony, to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?

“i do”

we were then given our rings to exchange.

as i slid the ring on matt’s finger, i spoke “with this ring, i thee wed and pledge you my love now and forever”

matt did the same with my ring, “with this ring, i thee wed and pledge you my love now and forever”

“by the authority vested in me by the state of massachusetts , i now pronounce you husband and wife!”

“you may now-” he didn’t even finish the sentence before matt wrapped his arms around my waist, placing his lips against mine in a passionate kiss.

the room was filled with cheers and applause as our lips moved against each others for a few seconds, before pulling away.

he pulled me into a hug, kissing my forehead. “you could’ve let the man finish first” i spoke, teasingly.

“i’ve waited long enough”

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13. Betwixt

Definition: between

Summary: During one of their weekly movie nights, Joel finds a movie about borrowers called The Secret World of Arrietty. They decide to watch it.

G/t: Grian and Joel are normal-sized, Jimmy is a borrower

Word Count: 3169

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I'm gonna be honest about this one guys, I didn't exactly follow the prompt. It kind of got away from me. It's still a good one though! Another installment in the BBBCAU!

Also, I'm sorry if you haven't seen The Secret World of Arrietty. I highly recommend it if you haven't but hopefully this isn't too confusing without having seen the movie.

And fun fact, I actually rewatched the movie while I was writing this to be more accurate with what they were reacting to. Because I did this, this prompt probably took me the longest to write out of all of them. I did have a lot of fun writing it though!

I hope you enjoy!

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 “Alright! It’s time for a movie night!” Joel exclaimed, grabbing his laptop off his desk and opening it up to set up their movie. The three of them had just finished having dinner and, since it was a friday night and neither human had any classes for the next two days, it was time for their weekly movie night.

 Jimmy loved it. Not only did he enjoy spending time with Grian and Joel but he also looked forward to watching the actual movies themselves. Living in the walls of the dorms, he had only ever managed to get glances at some of the movies the humans would watch. And with no sound, since most humans would watch them with headphones on. But now, he could watch all the movies and Grian and Joel were more than willing to show him the classics.

 Grian stood up from his chair and started on the popcorn and Jimmy waited patiently on the table for somebody to grab him and bring him over to where they would be watching. Usually it would be Joel, who didn’t take long to set the movie up but it seemed he was taking a bit longer this time. So by the time the popcorn was done and dumped in a bowl, Jimmy was still waiting on the table.

 Grian gave him a confused look and then looked over at Joel. “Have you not picked the movie yet?” He asked as he held the popcorn in one hand and used the other to scoop Jimmy up.

 Joel looked up from his laptop briefly to look at the two. “I have, I’m just trying to find it. Bloomin’ streaming services…” He mumbled the last bit under his breath, still clicking and searching through the movies.

 Grian sat down on his bed and let Jimmy off onto the plush surface. Jimmy gained his balance easily enough and now all they were waiting on was Joel. “What movie is it?” Jimmy asked Joel, looking over to Grian briefly to see if he knew, but the other human just shrugged.

 Joel was quiet for another moment before he suddenly exclaimed, “Ah ha! Found it!” Joel finally looked away from his laptop and addressed Jimmy’s question. “Okay, so the other day I was looking to see what movie we could watch and I came across, well, this.” Joel flipped his laptop around in order to show the screen to Grian and Jimmy. On it was the poster for the movie in question.

 “The Secret World of Arrietty?” Grian read off but as he did so, Jimmy’s breath hitched at what he saw. A girl, only a few inches tall, behind a jar with a human looking down at her.

 “Yep. It’s about, get this…borrowers.” Joel revealed and both Grian and Jimmy’s eyes went wide. Jimmy’s with a bit more panic.

 “What?! B-But how is that possible? Do they know? How are we just hearing about this?” Jimmy asked, panicking at the thought of his people being found out. 

 “Whoa, whoa! Jim, calm down.” Joel tried, setting his laptop down and going to sit on the edge of the bed. “I was worried when I first saw it too, so I did some research. Apparently, this movie is based on a book from the 50s. And it’s regarded as completely fictional.”

 “A book…Oh! I knew the term borrowers felt familiar!” Grian exclaimed, referencing something from back when they first met Jimmy. 

 “So…everyone who knows about these movies and books thinks borrowers are fake?” Jimmy asked, calming down a bit.

 Joel nodded. “Yeah. I mean, I can’t speak for the original author. Knowing what we know now, I wouldn’t be surprised if her book was actually based on a true story. But all the material that came after that and all the people who have read her books think it’s nothing more than fiction. So I think you guys are safe.”

 With that, Jimmy let out a breath and relaxed from his tensed up position. “Oh, okay, that’s good.”

 Grian nodded along. “That makes sense. Besides, if borrowers really were found out, I think we would be seeing it all over the news instead of in the form of a movie from…” He checked the date on the screen. “2010.”

 “Right, right, sorry.” Jimmy said, feeling sheepish at his reaction. He looked down, rubbing the back of his head. “I just, ya know, heard the word borrower coming from a human made thing and panicked.”

 “Which is completely understandable.” Joel said. “I felt much the same when I first saw it. I probably should have announced it in a better way though. That one might be on me.” Joel admitted and Grian snorted.

 “Yeah, you definitely could have done that a lot better.” Grian teased and Jimmy couldn’t help but chuckle a bit. Despite the fact he was still trying to calm down from his initial panic. 

 “Yeah, yeah, it’s my fault.” Joel said with a roll of his eyes, though there was a sense of sincerity in his tone. He really did blame himself for making Jimmy panic like that. “Did you guys still want to watch it? I understand if it might be too much for you, Jim.”

 Jimmy thought about it for a moment. On one hand, watching something about his kind made by humans made him nervous. On the other hand, he was curious to see what kind of stuff they got right and wrong and in how much detail they went into about a borrower’s life. So, despite himself, he nodded. “Yeah, I want to see what these humans came up with.”

 “Got to say, I’m a bit curious too.” Grian admitted and Joel nodded and set up the laptop properly at the edge of the bed. 

 Once that was done, Joel turned off the lights and went around the opposite side of the bed to Grian. He picked Jimmy up so as to not worry about where he was when he settled down, and layed down on the bed. Grian did the same next to him so that both humans were on their stomachs facing the laptop.

 Once they were situated, Joel let Jimmy back onto the bed, the borrower now between the two humans with the best spot to see the screen.

 Jimmy would never admit out loud that this was his favorite spot for other reasons as well. He’d get teased into next week if he revealed he liked being this close to the two of them. It just gave him a sense of safety, being between his two friends, a barrier on either side protecting him from anything that might be dangerous to someone like him.

 It was so cheesy and cringy just in Jimmy’s own head, he could never imagine saying it out loud.

 While Grian and Joel were laying down, Jimmy decided to sit criss-cross instead. The popcorn bowl was placed a little bit behind him, so it wasn’t in his way, and then he was handed a piece of popcorn by Grian as Joel pressed play on the movie.

 Jimmy took a small bite of the food, still nervous for what the movie had in store for him.

 It started out simple enough. The animation was beautiful and Jimmy couldn’t help but be a bit jealous of Arriety’s home. His little nook within the walls of the college dorms were nothing in comparison to the grand home Arriety’s family had made for themselves. Maybe he could have had that too if he hadn’t decided to live in a place like this. But it had been the best option for him by far. 

 The term ‘beans’ got brought up, which, of course, Grian and Joel couldn’t just ignore. “Beans?” Joel asked with a raised brow, looking down at Jimmy.

 Jimmy felt his cheeks heat up. “It’s-I mean, it was an old term used by borrowers to refer to humans.” Jimmy crossed his arms and very pointedly did not look at either human. “I haven’t heard it in ages though and I never used it myself.” He added on, trying to make himself look better.

 “Yeah, but how did you even come up with beans anyway?” Joel asked, still trying to figure it out.

 Jimmy bit his lip. “Well…” He was cut off.

 “Wait. Human beings. Human be-ings. Human…beans.” Grian slowly figured out and then grinned. “Oh my gosh.”

 “Aww, that’s actually kind of adorable.” Joel teased, grinning as well.

 Jimmy felt his face heat up even more and he covered his hands with his face. “Can we please just get back to the movie?”

 The two laughed but they did turn back towards the screen.

 There was some mention about children shortly after. About how dangerous they were, even more so than the adults. Jimmy himself shivered and found himself nodding in agreement despite himself. Grian and Joel noticed but didn’t say anything. 

 A few seconds later, something else was revealed. 

 “I’m sorry, did they say 14?” Joel asked incredulously.

 Jimmy nodded. “Yeah, that’s usually around the time borrowers start to fend for themselves. Although I think it’s gotten earlier and earlier.” Jimmy thought back. “I went off on my own at 12, but that was mostly…because…” Jimmy trailed off as he caught Grian and Joel’s eyes. There was that indescribable emotion again. Jimmy didn’t know what it was, but he didn’t like it. “Nevermind.”

 “Jim-” Joel started but stopped when he saw Grian subtly shake his head. He mouthed ‘not now’ and Joel huffed but didn’t say anything more.

 Back to the movie, Jimmy was suddenly and inexplicably hit with an existential crisis. He tried not to think about other borrowers. But it had been a long time since he had seen any himself. Sometimes, he also wondered how many of his kind were even still out there.

 Grian and Joel pointedly did not say anything.

 The borrowing scene played out, which Jimmy supposed was fairly accurate. Although he couldn’t help but wonder why they would be borrowing when there were still human’s awake in the house. One of the humans could have suddenly opened the drawer they were in. Or walked into the kitchen. It didn’t make sense.

 Meanwhile, Grian and Joel were in a bit of awe. The movie did a great job giving a borrower’s perspective on things. And a little too well. Joel felt a bit dizzy at the height and he didn’t even mind them usually. It was also just incredible, to see how intuitive borrowers could be. Grian made a mental note to ask Jimmy how accurate it really was later on.

 They got to the dollhouse and Jimmy couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy. Especially when Arrietty’s dad pointed out how they weren’t toys. He couldn’t help but feel, just a little, that the dollhouse had been some sort of…trap or something, for the borrowers.

 He shook his head and continued watching. Arrietty and her dad had left the dollhouse and were now grabbing the tissue paper they needed. And then-

 The human saw them.

 Jimmy couldn’t help but jump and gasp, almost the same as Arrietty did. He couldn’t help it. Those eyes felt like they were pointed right at him. 

 He briefly heard Joel mutter an “oh no” before turning his attention back to see what would happen.

 The boy spoke, and Jimmy couldn’t help but compare his words to when he first met Grian and Joel. It was similar, at least in the beginning. Don’t be scared. We’re not going to hurt you.

 He wasn’t sure how to feel about it.

 When Arrietty left, he let out a sigh of relief. “He didn’t grab her.” Jimmy said to himself, both as a fact and in wonder. Any other human, knowing a borrower was there, would have at least attempted to catch them. At least, that’s what Jimmy believed anyway.

Unbeknownst to him though, Grian and Joel had heard his remark. They sent each other a look, also reminded of their first meeting with Jimmy. Joel was starting to regret putting this movie on.

 “That’s weird.” Jimmy said a few moments later, this time loud enough he was sure Grian and Joel could hear. One of them hummed in response, he couldn’t tell which one. “It’s weird the dad would just brush off what just happened. They should be packing up their things and moving after being seen like that.”

 You didn’t. Grian almost said the words out loud but he stopped himself. He didn’t want to bring it up now. “Oh.” He said instead, a simple response to let Jimmy know he had heard him.

 The movie went on and eventually got to the scene at the window. Jimmy was tense the entire time, a fall from that height would be fatal or a smack from the bird could have done a lot of damage as well. And then, Arrietty was grabbed and everything in the movie slowed down and became quiet.

 Well, grabbed was putting it too strongly. The human more had her cupped in his hand, not restricting her at all really. Which came into play a moment later, when Arrietty was simply able to get away.

 Again, Jimmy thought it was weird. It felt like the movie was downplaying the fear borrowers had towards humans.

 Joel flexed his hand subconsciously, looking down at it and then over at Jimmy. He was always aware of how small Jimmy was in his grasp. But seeing it in a movie…it felt weird.

 “There it is.” Jimmy said as Pod finally revealed they needed to leave. “Took them long enough.”

 They got to the other dollhouse scene, where the humans were discussing it. So not…really a trap then. The humans had good intentions it seemed like. And honestly, the house looked really nice, especially with all the working appliances in it. But it still felt wrong.

 A bit later into the movie, Jimmy felt horrified when the human tried to help by ripping out their old kitchen for the new one. Again, the human had good intentions but…

 Grian and Joel seemed to think the same. 

 “That’s bloomin’ terrifying.” Joel said, and when Jimmy looked over he could tell Joel’s shoulders were tense.

 “How did he think that would be a good idea? Honestly?” Grian said, exasperated and honestly annoyed at the character.

 Jimmy couldn’t help but chuckle a little. It was kind of funny having two humans reacting like that.

 They continued watching and got to the part where Shawn saw Arrietty for the first time. The mood was down and Joel decided to try and lift it. “I can tell you right now Jim, neither of us thought you were beautiful when we first saw you.”

 The sudden quip made Jimmy laugh out loud and Joel smiled in victory. “Hey! I take offense to that, you know. I’m very beautiful.”

 Grian snickered, glad for the short break. “Sure, you keep telling yourself that.” Grian said and then reached over and ruffled Jimmy’s hair.

 “Hey! Stop that!” Jimmy said, but was laughing at the same time, trying to push Grian’s finger away. 

 The scene changed in the movie, bringing their attention back to the screen as Hara discovered the borrower’s home. The mood dampened again. The look on Hara’s face when she saw Homily. It sent more than a shiver down Jimmy’s spine.

 “Okay…I take back what I said before. That is terrifying.” Joel said, wondering if that’s anyway how him and Grian looked…before. He looked over at Grian, who’s eyes remained on the screen, his brow pinched.

 Jimmy could only nod at Joel’s statement.

 Homily was grabbed and Grian’s hand clenched in turn. Jimmy, thankfully, didn’t notice. Too caught up by what was happening on screen.

 The look of fear on the borrower’s face made Grian feel…guilty. Was that how Jimmy felt, way back then? Did he still feel that way? Grian and Joel had made it a habit to just…pick Jimmy up whenever they pleased. Jimmy never said anything about it before. But…was he just too scared to?

 Grian rubbed his head, closing his eyes for a moment. He silently cursed Joel for finding this movie in the first place. It was making him question too many things.

 When Homily was put in a jar, Jimmy could only be thankful that that had never happened to him.

 When Arrietty went to Shawn for help, Joel couldn’t keep in his questions any longer. “What’s it like being held?”

 Jimmy, startled by the question, looked up at Joel with wide eyes. “To be…held?”

 “You know…” Joel suddenly felt a bit self-conscious for asking and was blatantly ignoring Grian’s look. “In a hand. In one of…our…hands.”

 “Oh.” Jimmy couldn’t help but look down at Joel’s hands at the question causing Joel to self-consciously tuck his hands closer to himself. The movie must be getting to them more than Jimmy originally thought.

 He couldn’t really blame them though. It was getting to him too, just a little bit.

 He thought about it for a moment, trying his best to come up with the right thing to say. How to explain it…?

 “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.” Grian chimed in, glaring at Joel from above Jimmy. “You can just ignore--”

 “It feels safe.”

 Grian shut up.

 Jimmy continued, looking down at his own hands. “I guess it didn’t always feel like that. It was constricting before, overwhelming, I felt…well, I felt helpless. I can feel the strength in your hands, I know how much damage they can do.”

 “Jimmy…” Joel started but Jimmy didn’t stop.

 “It’s still overwhelming, not gonna lie. I don’t think that will ever go away. But it’s different now. The…I guess, the uncertainty is gone. I know you two mean well, I know you two would never hurt me. And I feel…protected. So…yeah. It feels safe. I-I guess.” Jimmy added on the last bit, suddenly feeling flustered by what he had just said. 

 Jimmy braced himself for the teasing but was surprised when it didn’t come.

 “O-Oh.” Joel said, his voice a bit watery. “That’s uh…I-I’m glad.”

 Grian didn’t say anything but he was happy to know his earlier thoughts held no substance. Jimmy was fine being picked up and wasn’t afraid of them and Grian blames this movie entirely for making him second guess that.

 Actually, scratch that, he blames Joel.

 They watched the rest of the movie play out. Arrietty and Shawn saved her mom, Hara was seen to look like a crazy person, and Arrietty said one last goodbye to Shawn before leaving.

 The three friends were silent as the credits rolled.

 “Well that was…a lot.” Jimmy broke the silence.

 “You can say that again.” Joel said, letting out a little sigh.

 It was silent for another moment.

 “All in favor of banning Joel from picking any more movies?” Grian asked, raising his hand.

 “Me.” Jimmy said, also raising his hand.

 “Wha-? Hey!”

[yaboihaisel]

Artober day 16, I drew Jimmy!! If anyone was watching his stream today you'll know why, but for context I posted my Artobers so far on his sub-reddit and he reacted to them and really liked them!! And requested that I draw him!! So I broke my rules and picked the colors myself instead of picking randomly lol, it's a special occasion!! (Clips of him reacting below cut)

Trying so hard to be normal but squeeee!!!

[catboylister]

thoughts on how the ark would react to covid lockdown?

COVID MENTION NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE oh my fucking god lockdown was a fucking time. Lord 💀

so you know when everyone was trying to find new hobbies n stuff ? rowan spends most his time working out to distract himself from everything. becomes a pilates enjoyer. and if he didnt have a caffine addiction already then he has one now. if he already has one it gets worse. rooster can bond over that perhaps. after a month hes burnt out and bedrots for a few weeks until jimmy and lister help him sort himself out.

jimmys gunna be as paranoid as i was. no call from someone in 24 hours ? theyre dead theyre dying hes dying everyones dying. like im so fr like. what do you mean we all lived through A WHOLE ASS PANDEMIC EHAT ???? anyways i think to cope w his anxiety getting worse he spends sometime relearning italian and gujarati !! also he finds recipes online he rlly wants to try bjt sends them to lister and rowan to cook because he can not be trusted in a kitchen. he makes up for his lack of cooking skills by cleaning up after

lister gives into consumerism. retail therapy is his best friend. he has a crystal collection and also for some reason a hatusne miku figure that he does not remember buying. its one of those ones that sit on your cup noodles to keep the foil down so it stays warm. what a dude. probably spends time playing video games. maybe he starts streaming val or something like a loser. also hes listening to doja cat 24/7 and is very mad that SOMEBODY fucked up the minecraft mobvote because he definitely wanted that fuckass flower cow

theyd make banger fucking music ofc. a lot of stuff they keep to themselves and their making music for fun a lot more, but theyd drop an album im pretty sure. instead of having it produced by fort records thrh self produce ? i think lister would have fun experimenting with mixing more since on the wiki it says he only does drums/percussion + backing vocals. so maybe hed enjoy having a new role perhap.

or maybe theyd fall off and and lister gets them all cancelled who knows

anyway i would like to forget that covid ever happened now gootbye 4ever

[whereonhermitcraftisjoel]

Cleo's latest video 13:50, the smallidarity statues are done!

THESE ARE VERY VERY GOOD

I wish i had bothered to note every recent "two bros" ref re: Jimmy cause he's been making them too. Not just Joel, also oli & sausage (together)

Starting at 11min might also be fun!

Jimmy reacted on stream right away, about 19 min in, it will be up on his shorts channel sometime soon

https://www.youtube.com/live/EsRPjG3QxMI?si=CZ6844Hl-Ji6s3xm

[blocksruinedme]

(hi there! sorry if this is disrespectful or anything, feel free to delete this ask! i was just concerned because in the comments of jimmy's recent videos, it seems that he might make a video reacting to fanfictions...

very concerning! especially because it seems like he didn't contact the creators of the edits in newest video beforehand. no offense to him, but i genuinely do not trust him to handle fanfiction in a respectful way. he's very hard-working, but he's getting dangerously content-brained!

anyways, the reason i'm sending this ask to you is because you seem to frequent his streams a lot. VERY sorry if this is disrespectful to ask, but if you do attend his next stream, is it ok to ask that you try and send a message in his chat? i would myself, but he streams after midnight where i live T^T i really hope that someone well-versed in the rules of fandom spaces (maybe scott (ｰ ｰ;) ) can talk him out of it, but i would be very grateful if any chatters could discourage him during his next live.

thank you very much for reading!!)

-a shy chinese anon who experienced the banning of ao3 in china because fans of a celebrity mass-reported an rpf fic to the government :<

(Hey shy anon, I didn't show up until a little after the ban, but I was on the english side of that fandom so i know a lot. my eternal condolences, I'll never stop being upset about what happened!)

It is not at all disrespectful to ask politely, which you have! I am not going to send a message in his chat because it is an absolute hellhole, but people I know have left thoughtful comments on his youtube, which I think is 20x more useful. He sees those in his own time and can think about it. Chat is running nonstop, super fast, you get instant reaction in the chat from all kinds of sorts - seriously i love jimmy and i have nothing against younger people, but holy hell that chat is mostly intolerable to read. Most streams I don't even have it visible. Jimmy has very little time to think in response to chat messages, it can't be nuanced, and the first thing he says is now public record.

Overall, I don't think Jimmy will react to fanfic. If he does (and I've been wrong predicting Jimmy before!), it's going to be something like Wholesome Seablings Adventures. I can not imagine Jimmy reading ship fic - unless I guess it's incredibly pg canon-ship? There's all kinds of "pg youtubers", and Jimmy's more on the Katherine side of thing, appealing to families and genuinely little kids. If you look at the saucy things he lets in, you generally need some real non-pg context for it to feel non-pg. (there's always exceptions)

When people demand he address shipping he tries to say as little as possible. He's been shown nsfw fanart while he was streaming. He knows what is going on and he's not going to touch that. He's thoughtful when it counts, and since these aren't stream reacts, he has time to think hard about what he's actually going to use. So if he did do fanfic, there would be plenty of never seen footage of Jimmy of going "holy moly!" and moving on. When it matters, he is generally thoughtful and respectful.

Like the time he realized he was confused about asexuality (he didn't know about aromanticism) and slowed down to be really careful he didn't say anything accidentally hurtful. (for context shelby is ace but dates and he knows that. look at his poor little face trying to understand.)

Maybe he'll mess up this time, I sure hope not, but I'm not personally freaking out.

Also, exactly one time he opened tumblr on stream, it was the sexyman poll, and he read my reply to the post (i'm the one who called him a wet paper bag of a man, my claim to fame.) I showed up to apologize, he was a sweetheart, and he said this about tumblr, that he knows we want our own private space. He's respectful at heart.

I am not on tiktok, but until your ask, I'll admit it never occurred to me he might contact the creators before reacting. Thinking on it, I guess I think of TikTok like youtube, where it is loudly tossed out at the whole world for attention, but I'm not on TikTok.

And why do I think ao3 is different? Well, I have no coherent answer besides "vibes" and "more contained audience" and "everyone knows everyone is on youtube and tiktok".

Here are some more Jimmy clips I've wanted to share on tumblr for one reason or another.

In the end, I have been hyperfixating on this man for sixteen months and I believe it'll be okay. If I'm wrong, well. We'll make it through this, gang. We'll take care of each other and keep going. Nothing's stopped us yet!

If you want to say something to Jimmy, leave a yt comment, don't go into his stream, please, not there, you'll just provoke people and he might have to respond to that, please

Everyone out there who read ao3 not logged in - go log in, people are locking things.

People on ao3, lock or don't lock, as you see fit!

(also joel lizzie and oli did fanfic readings/reenactments/whatever years ago, including writing their own snippets, i got through like 90 seconds of one, youtube at your own risk.)

[ashiyn]

the watchers being mentioned last mc live react on jimmys stream and this year too. my guy 🤨🤨🤨

[quaranmine]

Quara,.have you seen the tweet from Stampy about him and mumbo playing Jackbox together and starting fake beef?

YES! literally blew my mind for a moment lol

theres something about like...mcyters hanging out off camera and not telling us until later. like OBVIOUSLY that is their private lives i understand that totally i just mean like. stampy and mumbo sharing stuff from their jackbox game. jimmy reacting to grian being late to his stream by being like "i literally told you about while we were standing in your kitchen!!" or like...i swear ren was once like yeah me and grian go to london together sometimes and he's a good cook! but have zero clue when i heard that so i cant back that up sorry

idk man it's just really nice but also the tinest smidge startling because you're like oh right, they all interact off-camera too,,

[aquietwhyme]

These shit bags are under oath. They are committing perjury. Nobody is surprised by this, because police are above the law. They should not be. They are not, from a moral or ethical point of view. But de facto, they operate in a way that places them above the law, and the only usual consequences they face for violating it is this, having to endure the discomfort of testifying when they are caught abusing their power and their victim can afford competent legal representation.

None of this is new. The only reason things seem worse now regarding police behavior is the fact that the availability of video evidence has increased. It's why the system doesn't react to the constant stream of criminal actions initiated by police: it's how the system has always functioned.

They are bullies. Bullies who protect the powerful, and who are protected by the powerful. Bullies authorized by the legal system to murder you in your sleep, to rob you on the side of the road, to kidnap and brutalize you in front of your children, to kidnap your children while you watch helplessly. Their official MO, what they are taught in training, is to lie, lie, lie, intimidate, and terrorize.

So when people see "ACAB" and they object because their uncle Jimmy saved a stranded walrus or donates blood or helped stop a rapist or whatever, and HE'S a cop, you tell them their uncle Jimmy was a ratfink fucker who 100% abused his power and ruined people's lives just by following his department's orders, who caused panic attacks and helped shorten folks lives just by walking his gun toting uniformed ass down the street, nevermind what merits he might possess or what a great person he is otherwise. He can't help it. It's baked into the job, and if you object you are made to leave, whether that's in handcuffs, with a pink slip, or in a body bag. So of good ole Uncle Jimmy was a cop for more than few months, well, ACAB.

I mean, just watch this video. The first cop looks genuinely flummoxed by the notion that she doesn't have the right to be obeyed at all times, and so lies when she's asked if she was told that, and the second cop knows what the lawyer is doing, and so lies about not knowing basic fucking information about the law; and we know it's a lie, because he's a 30 year veteran, and knows that a vague lie will be easier to get away with.

Anyway, stay safe out there. Treat cops like you would any other large predator: with wariness but not overt fear. Assert your rights if you can afford to (afford in the sense that you can hire legal help, but also in the sense that if you're perceived as dangerous, your life is in danger from every interaction) , but don't feel shame if you have to do what you have to do to survive an interaction with them.

[iconsumeheadcanons]

gathering notes on this crossover

making a list of observations and headcanons of todays crossover episodes

keralis and jevin live in a universe where youtube and twitter exist. keralis knows sausage from videos. sausage doesnt know what theyre talking about and he calls servers ‘realms’.

pix knows of the internet (tbf he doesnt have a character this time round)

is keralis a god. im just gonna assume he is.

tango and jimmy know each other from double life. tango had love hearts on his screen when he recognized jimmy. they just squealed at each other. i am losing my mind. scar also thought jimmy was in another life serie. jimmy knows them all

grian...grian..

“you cant hide from me timmy! >:)”

multiverse grian still going strong of course lmao, grian knows everybody

his character seems to understand the existence of servers and streams. would this be considered awareness of internet or are streams like technoblades chat/voices thingie?

“so who doesnt have an open chest policy?”

fae grian/borrower grian becomes closer to truth every day

(tango and fwhip was a combo i never knew i needed but its so awesome. honestly many of the hermits and fwhip is awesome)

pirate joe is very concerned about how shocked papa k looks like all the time

almost everyhermit showed up in their default skins. impulse is still a bald dwarf tho. pearl is god.

multiple hermits want to make their own empires. they have learned nothing from King Rentheking

jevin da slime. shelby keeps killing his brethren ;; no one bring him to animalia

ofc they did not check to see if they can get back to hermitcraft

OMG THERES NO ACTUAL PORTAL BACK. THEY ARE VERY STUCK.

is there an admin left on hermitcraft? x and tango and joe are stuck in empires lmao

joel knows them as well. im just gonna say its probably bc hes god.

convex are silly as usual

cub is a fan of joel the god. i love cub being completely unfazed by the innuendos. there is absolutely nothing strange about sausage giving keralis his wood.

grian is stealing. i mean borrowing.

ONE NIGHT ARMOR STAND

sausage doesnt know what an armor stand is lmao

empires people wonder whats up with false. shes missing her clothes that she stole from a dead body. is she okay

cogsmeade false took a introverted trip away from all this noise. her mysterious notes might reference the traveling hermits

“THIS IS SAINT PEARL!” fwhip in the background, “ there is no legal action for murder”

scott thinks pearl might be a cosplayer

pearl does not know who sausage is at all, uh oh.

via sausage’s notes:

Keralis: info; lumberjack, speaks spanish; powers; hypnotizing gaze +15

jevin: half slime/skelly, likes to steal; powers unknown

grian: blamed for rift (good knowledge for if sausage ever wants to sue him for emotional damages btw), likes the color red; powers; pesky bird (as heard from others)

scar: cat lover, doesnt like unsafe nether portals, powers; big goblin ears for flight

tango: thinks bubbles is a hyena, likes big hats; powers; low level witch/spell caster

false: doesnt remember me, is she the same false?; unknown powers

impulse: likes to go underground

cub: impressed by my wood!, looks like a scientist

Pearlescent Moon: looks a lot like santa pearla?! used to be fighter; powers; +20 str, +10 ag, +15 speed, +30 awesomeness

cleo: possible pirate, pirate joe killed her parrot, undead day walker +25 (just like sausage!)

an xisuma (or shishswambam): possible pirate, witch hunter?!; powers; heavy armor protections +20 durability

pixl and doc are acquainted. no biggie

someone pls save impulse. he is still sick. very polite

how has grian not blown up the sheriffs tnt shop yet

fwhip and lizzie didnt react to mentions of Grian, but fwhip has heard of scarland theme park. dosney ascends all universes apparently

lizzie is scared of the strangers. just like kitty

oli is also multiversing

hermit locations:

scar ended up in tumble town, intends to build old west locomotive. honorary goblin, aiming for position of deputy (he might move to whoever can bring him a jellie first)

tango will be a wonky engineer for gobland

keralis is probably moving in with sausage. amores

grian and impulse are building a place for the hermits but grians trying to convince oli to move closer

joe is napping at scotts tavern for now

(everyone is gushing about the empires builds and their colors! its so cute! jimmys friends all complementing tumble town is making me smile)

empires leaders are literally all like “oh god, we have guests. we have to clean up STAT”

goblins dont need sleep, probably dont like the overworld because the phantoms

fwhips poor ears..so much noise

grians webcam mic is back. and HIS FRIENDS ARE HERE

gonna pretend his voice is messed up by the rift lol

oli flies on the power of song

grian and oli on the same smp. no one is safe.

grian is making fun oli for being poor and then immediately goes to bully timmy

HERMIT SPECIES: they are shorter. big feet. thats it. (love this idea lmao)

grian... grian.

fwhips texture pack is native variation of foliage in empires smp

hes determined to destroy the empires’s bartering system. capitalist instinct

oh no the rift isnt purple anymore,,,it broke,,,

someone please stop grian from interacting w the multiverse. he keeps getting stuck and breaking things

impulse is in very sick denial about this whole situation, someone please tuck this man into bed he is very lost

lizzie likes that impulse instinctively parkoured on her froggy village

fwhip has incurred a debt onto impulse. poor guy

empires smp is the lands of the thirteen empires

has no one noticed the princess of dawn?

joe was under the assumption that grumbot was punishing them for not finishing the content quests

joe has access to the litematica it seems like

are we counting joes court audition as joe also living in the real world. does he and keralis come from the outside world and jevin and cleo just get to hear about the internet?

someone thought empires was an old hermitcraft world

oli doesnt know most of the hermits

oli and joe is such a gift. oli has adopted them bc he looks so pathetic

im desperate to know about cub and docs reactions to this whole shebang

every emperor says joel is very mean and that he pretends to be tall so everyone humors him by building really tall doors so he thinks he can fit

everyone insisting his empire is classist

pearl and scott and joe and cub investigate upper stratos’s shrine to peril

cub, “hey impulse, have an egg in this trying time”

IMPULSE RECOGNIZES SCOTT but no one else interestingly

“just oli, not bard oli” is joes nomenclature for oli

joe was immediately overwhelmed. felt.

[beigehearts]

Multiple requests are fine! Requests are unlimited. 

This is a cool idea so hell yeah

Yandere Adult Trio finding you after a few years after escape CW: physical abuse, mentions of kidnapping, blood, needles

Hisoka

This is rather nice actually. A quiet life in the middle of nowhere where no one questions you. It’s somewhat of a farming community you live in. You work at a farmers market, selling fresh fruits and vegetables to the same people every day. Everyone here recognizes you under your fake identity, and treats you as part of the community. As if you didn���t randomly appear one day. As if you aren’t in hiding. 

It’s been about three years you would say. Three years since you escaped... him. You dyed your hair, wore colored contacts and completely changed your clothing look. You moved countries, learned a new language, and completely dropped your entire identity and life. It was the only way you could escape him. How you escaped him remains a mystery to you too. He was always attentive but- you escaped that last time. Slipped through his fingers. 

Mr. Grady, the oldest farmer in town hobbles over to your stand and smiles with his big loose mouth. He only has a few teeth but you don’t need many when you blend all of your food anyway.

“Oh hello Charlie. How are you today?” He asks with his frail old man voice.

You smile back and begin bagging up the usual for him. “Very good Mr. Grady. How are you?” 

Your conversations are never short but it’s almost become a highlight of your day to hear the old man ramble. “Oh you know. The sheep dog are sick, so I tried rounding those cows up with my cat. He practically got trampled!” He throws his arms up as if it’s unbelievable. You somewhat listen as he continues. “... moral of the story is, cats are unreliable and only have two lives.” 

As you hand the paper bag over the counter the old man stops to think for a moment. “I saw someone new up by the shops today, he was a real character. Quite tall too.” 

You nod and get the change for the money he hands you, “Oh really? Did you talk to him?”

“He wasn’t much interested in me. Though he didn’t seem like a normal traveler. He was much too eccentric for that.” He offers one last toothless smile, “Don’t work too late. It’s time for the foxbears to come out of hibernation soon.” 

Before you can further question him, he hobbles off pretty quickly for an old man. Of course you’re overreacting but someone eccentric and tall randomly coming to town? No it couldn’t be. It’s been over three years since then. And he wouldn’t go this far for you would he? 

After closing up the shop you grab the keys to your car and head for the ‘parking lot’. It’s a field with white lines spray painted on the grass with a single light to illuminate the whole place. You hop into your car and are just glad to finally go home after a long day. It was rather slow but that’s because it was a tuesday. It is very busy on friday-monday. You start your car, and turn on the air, you plug your phone in and relax some into your seat.

You adjust your rear view mirror and scream when you do. You just barely catch the reflection of someone in the back of your car. He’s sitting in the back seat watching you closely. You decide against turning around to face him.

“Hello y/n. Or is it Charlie?” He asks calmly, as if it were a casual conversation.

You clear your throat and try to control your shaking. “What are you doing here Hisoka?” 

He ignores your question completely. “You really know how to choose a nice town. Quiet, friendly, off the grid.”

“I suppose.” Your hands grip on the steering wheel tightens. “How did you find me?”

“Oh, well, it was quite hard really. You did a good job. But once I found the first person who helped you change your identity, it was just a matter of going down the chain.”

You’d rather not think about what happened to those people. “And what are you doing here?” You repeat your question.

“Well there’s only one thing I’m here for of course.” He leans back in the seat, just barely having enough room for his legs. “I’ve come to bring you home.” 

“I don’t want to. It’s nice here.” You state as if you have an option. 

He leans forward this time, and cranes his head around the drivers seat to whisper in your ear, “It’s really not up to you pet.”

Before you can even react, there’s a rope around your neck, and he’s pulling you hard against your seat. You claw at the rope and gasp for air. You try to turn some but the rope burn hurts too much. You manage to get your fingers under the rope around your neck, and throw yourself forward.

His head smacks the back of your seat but your head smacks the wheel, honking the horn. There’s no doubt that you’re bleeding. You throw the rope over your head and jump out of the car, and run. But he’s much faster.

He jumps out of the car and before you know it, he grabs the back of your shirt, pulling you to him. He holds you against himself with his arms, leaving no room for escape. But you have one more trick up your sleeve. You throw your head back as hard you can and headbutt his face. There’s a loud crack that you can only assume is his nose. 

He groans and his nails dig into your skin through your clothes. “You really got feisty while I was away.” His nails begin to pierce your skin, ripping through the cloth of your shirt. “But it’s no matter, it only turns me on more.”

Illumi

To say you’re on the run is an understatement. You’re practically sprinting away even all these years later. You know that if you stop for even a few days that he would find you. You spend no more than three days at a time in the same place. You’ve travelled half of the world by now- and quite honestly it has been somewhat nice. Not just the freedom from the suffocating grasp of your captor Illumi, but being able to see the world. You would never have done this if not for the situation you were in. Maybe things happen for a reason.

It feels like forever since you’ve been travelling. But the reality is that it’s only been two years. Two long years of not stopping. You have a new name and often go days without eating. It’s not easy getting money when you aren’t in the same area for long. 

It was late night when you escaped from him. He never let his guard down so you just had to go for it. He wasn’t expecting you to make a mad dash out of the manor, and hide out in the woods for a few days. Slowly but surely you managed to get out of the mountain prison, leaving through the small door next to the office. The man working at the entrance was sipping tea and reading the newspaper when you left much too busy to pay attention to you. You’re more than sure he was punished for missing you leaving. But sometimes you wonder if he chose to ignore you on purpose, and let you escape. 

It’s a beautiful morning. You slept on a few blankets and a sweatshirt as a pillow on the ground of a cave. It was hard to get any sleep at first but you managed to get used to the back pain. The sun is shining through the canopy, streams of light illuminating the cave. The grass outside of the cave is wet with dew droplets. It’s only slightly humid but the breeze with the warm weather is heavenly. It’s not every day you get good weather like this. 

You sit up and stretch your arms in the air, yawning tiredly. Your usual morning routine was to get a fire started, and put the tiny kettle above it. In your small backpack you have a few essential items. Coffee being one of them. You get out your tin can after jimmying a fire and filling the kettle with water from a nearby stream. You drop some instant coffee grounds in the kettle and bask in the aroma of coffee. 

You pour yourself a cup and put some powdered milk packets and splenda in the cup, stirring it with a stick that looked relatively... clean. But you had a feeling that today was the day. You weren’t sure why this morning you knew he would find you. But you did. Almost on cue, you hear footsteps approach behind you.

You bring the tin cup to your lips, taking a long sip of the hot coffee. 

“So this is where you’ve been.” You don’t even flinch at his words. You knew this was inevitable. 

The coffee burns your tongue. “Yes, I must have stayed here for a day too long. Don’t you agree Illumi?”

“Yes. It was quite stupid.” There’s a silence between the two of you. You continue sitting on the ground with your back facing him. “Are you ready to leave?” He asks as if he’s picking you up from and elementary sleep over. 

“May I finish my coffee first?” 

“I suppose.” Though he doesn’t move from his spot, his gaze staying firm on your back.

Luckily you haven’t spent all this time just running, but training. In self defense to be specific.

Quickly you jump up and turn around, you move your arm to throw the coffee on him in hopes of burning him. He grabs your wrist, but the coffee does land on his forearm. You bring your leg up to kick him in the side but he grabs it right as you make contact. The only hit you actually manage to land is when you throw a punch with your free hand at his throat. If it were anyone else they would be stunned for at least a few seconds. But this wasn’t anyone. He shows no sign of flinching. 

“Are you ready now?” He asks.

You allow your body to relax and he lets go of your limbs. “Go ahead, put a needle in me.”

He doesn’t argue with your point, pressing a needle to your chest and the last thing you hear is “Don’t fight it.”

Chrollo

The very thought that all of these people by his side had no qualms about you being kidnapped makes you sick. All of them had many chances to set you free and yet they stayed loyal to your captor, as if this were normal and okay. So many people witnessing this unhealthy obsession and not even muttering a word about it. Honestly you find it more ridiculous than you do sad. How did he have all these people under his thumb? Was he really just that powerful? 

Wherever he went, you went. One day he had what they called, ‘a mission.” You had caught a cargo train out west and jumped on, as stowaways. It’s not as if anyone checked each boxcar. All of you had fallen asleep in the small space of the boxcar. The train was at full speed, with no sign of stopping anytime soon. Cargo trains were much faster than you anticipated. Once you were sure everyone was asleep, you stood up casually as if you were just stretching. In case someone woke up. Which they did. Nobunaga peeled his eyes open and examined you. But he was too slow, you leaped out of the car before anyone could grab you. You went tumbling through a field after hitting your head very hard against the ground. It wasn’t the perfect escape but it was an escape.

After that you found a nearby farm, and while it was still night you stole a horse from a barn. You rode for many miles, until days later you found a very busy city. Somehow you managed to make a life for yourself, becoming a low grade secretary. 

Today was a slow day, your employer did not have many clients today. You checked in on your boss to see if she needed anything but she waved you away. You decided to play solitaire on the computer, a perfectly valid way to waste time. 

The phone rings and you pick it up while still keeping one hand on the mouse to play solitaire. 

“Hello this is the Seedling Lawyer’s Office. How may I help you?” You stick the phone between your ear and shoulder, playing solitaire. 

There’s a chuckle from the other side of the phone. “So it is you.”

Your blood runs cold, and the only thing that your head is telling you is ‘run’. “I’m not sure who this is, could you please state your name and purpose for calling?” Playing dumb seems like the only decision right now. 

“My darling, there’s no need for the semantics. I’m coming to pick you up right now.” Perfectly on cue, the sliding doors of the building open and you drop the phone, standing up abruptly. 

His eyes show affection and kindness, but there’s a glimmer of... rage. You look around but no one is in the waiting room and you know the cameras are fake for security. This is a cheap layer’s business after all. 

“There’s no need for the semantics Chrollo.” You try to say mockingly but it comes out more as fearful and unsure.

His smile drops and he begins walking towards your desk. “Do you understand the consequences of your actions y/n?” He scoffs kicks the heavy desk to the side as if it weighed nothing. “I missed you of course.” 

“Ah well, maybe I needed a break.” It comes out as a question. 

He corners you against the wall and places a rough hand on your cheek. “Oh darling, oh my sweet darling.” His smile reappears, as sweet as it always has been. “I’m going to kill your entire family.” His hand grips the side of your face roughly and he tilts your head back. 

“You really are something. I would never hurt you, you know.” He places a gentle kiss against your cheek despite his tight grip on the side of your head. “But that doesn’t mean there aren’t consequences for what you’ve done.” 

You swallow the lump in your throat and grab his wrist. “Well you’re hurting me right now.” 

Immediately he drops his hand and sighs. “I would never hurt you intentionally, or if not necessary.” He grabs your throat, holding it so tightly you wonder if you’ll ever be able to talk again. He’s crushing your air ways and vocal cords. You claw at his wrist but its useless. “Disciplining you does not count as hurting you.” He leans forward, and if you could yelp you would.

He bites your cheek, definitely leaving a mark. After drawing blood, he licks it up. Your vision is going dark but you’re simply not strong enough to fight back. “Do you understand darling?”

[justlittleguy]

Weak hero streamer AU

gray

• does study streams, him explaining homework and talking about fight techniques

•doesn’t show his face and the camera is always pointed at the paper

• his fans think that he’s a girl and donate more money than they usually would

• stephen visits sometimes and just bothers gray the whole time

ben

• does food streams, he eats a bunch of spicy food and promotes tossiki chicken every stream

• he’ll show up with like 12 plates of food and the stream will last 4 minutes, the rest of it is just him talking about why working out is important

• after every episode, he throws up pretty much everything he ate.

alex

• he does Minecraft streams and he has an effigy of every union member that he builds and burns every video.

• in the background you can hear Ben eating and the chat thinks it’s a bear in his house.

•every stream he tells a new story about how he got his scar to start drama with the viewers.

Gerard

• music streams, he likes to write songs and then perform them live.

•his fans call him ”singing mushroom” even though the channel name is “Gerard plays hard”

•he was super excited about there name but they all think it’s dumb.

rowan and eugene

•they do fight breakdowns and explain shuttle patch

• their name is “from the losers perspective”

•they know the name doesn’t make sense but they try their best to explain it.

Teddy

•does reaction videos with his cats

•he makes merch which is just a yellow cat ear hoodie

• channel name is “cosprite” because he loves both his cats and didn’t want to choose one.

wolf

• he does those try not to flinch reactions

• whenever he does flinch he gets mad and starts throwing things around.

• there are wolf rages compilations.

•channel name is “hot boi reacts” his fan base call themselves “the wolf pack”

Jake

•does anime reactions and cosplay

• it’s almost exclusively one piece and most of it is sobbing while trying to explain that his favorite character didn’t actually die.

•he wears those cat ear headphones and a naruto leaflet during his video.

•his name is “two piece”

jimmy

• he does gaming too, he mostly plays call of duty but plays GTA too.

•his fans only watch the videos for the frequent appearances of jack because Jimmy “is a fucking asshole all the time” and jacks the ones redeeming quality of the show.

•the sad part is that Jimmy’s really good at the games too.

• his name is “Bae” and he basically traps people into giving him views because they think he’s gonna be good looking or something.

[ruffboijuliaburnsides]

Here’s how I view it, as someone who’s been doing fandom stuff for 20+ years at this point:

Boundaries are for how you the fan interact with the creator. Boundaries are about what they don’t want you to tag them in, what they don’t want you to send them to react to, what they don’t want you bringing up in their chat or the chats of their colleagues. RESPECT THOSE. If someone says they’re not comfortable with shipping, don’t tag them in your shipping art, or ask them about shipping in the comments to their videos, or whatever. 

Boundaries do not apply to how you interact with the fandom or what fan content you create. The creator is not involved in this. It’s not FOR them, it’s for us. If they want to come into fandom spaces to look at what we’re doing, that’s their prerogative, but much like it’s our responsibility to filter our own experiences in fandom and leave if we run into something we don’t like, it’s their responsibility to do that for themselves.

And don’t go saying “oh but we’re writing about THEM shouldn’t their boundaries still apply?” because no we’re not writing about them unless someone’s doing actual RPF of the streamers behind the camera, which is a whole other thing that frankly I don’t gaf about but doesn’t apply to this particular conversation anyway. We are writing about the little cubitos that live in the block game, and the things they do in their little block world. We’re not writing about the real people we are writing about video game characters that yes, are often just extensions of real people, but are still not, to fandom, the same thing as the real streamer on the other end of the stream. And you know that bc we talk about “character [name]” vs “content creator [name]” all the time. And because we treat things like “Jimmy tried to have fwhip murdered” as “canon” like it actually happened, but we don’t touch things like “fwhip got married a few months ago” because one happened to fwhip the cubito and one happened to fwhip the streamer. And we’re not writing about the streamers.

So yeah, write your family dynamic SBI if you want. Ship streamers with other streamers. Draw and write gory violence with Dream. Tag it appropriately for content for your fellow fans, and don’t actively show it or bring it up to the streamers themselves, and you’re fuckin fine. Because applying a creator’s personal boundaries and squicks to fan content made for other fans and never brought to the creator’s attention intentionally is how you get shit like Anne Rice threatening legal action against fanfic authors for writing her precious baby vampires doing things she didn’t approve of, and Anne McCaffrey posting a list of rules for fanfic of her works that included shit like “no porn” and “no gays”.

And if you somehow think that harassing or blacklisting or “calling out” other fans on their content that they have absolutely no intention or desire to show the streamers based on what the STREAMERS would be comfortable with, just keep in mind that by that same logic, anyone who ever wrote Harry P*tter fanfiction with trans characters in it also deserves to be harassed/blacklisted/etc, since trans people are against JoKe Rowling’s boundaries. And then please just legitimately go outside and take a breath or something because it’s just fandom and it does not need you policing it.

Okay this is 100% discourse, so maybe avert your eyes if you don't want to see me wail at the heavens, but for a fandom so anxious about boundaries, we haven't actually been very good in practice at respecting the actual stated boundaries the streamers put down, and I think it shows what we're actually policing, which is not things to make the streamers comfortable, it's stuff to make us comfortable.

This ranges from inventing new boundaries for people (you can't use neopronouns for ranboo, their pronouns are he/they; there's no boundaries on dark content for streamers so obviously we have to invent and enforce dark sbi rules ourselves) and then harassing people based on those boundaries that we just made up, to ignoring the actual things that the streamers said if we don't agree with them (cc!dream said he was uncomfortable with gore art back during the revolutionary war/exile but he's a villain, right, so we can just do whatever we want with the character, right?) and just doing whatever we want.

This is a recurring problem, with people violently policing boundaries that the fandom has all agreed on, to the point of doxxing and harassment and death threats, and ignoring boundaries that they have decided "don't make sense".

Like here's the example I put in the tags earlier, which is Technoblade related. Everyone knows that family dynamic is great and shipping is a no-go, right? But if you actually go looking for the clips, (or listen to streams in the background recursively while you're doing other things), you'll find that what Technoblade said about shipping was that it was "kinda cringe" (I think the list of things he said was cringe included reading percy jackson books and talking like you're better at video games than you actually are), and he was MUCH stronger in saying that he didn't like family dynamic in canon, saying that he didn't like it, that it was non-canon, and he'd never betray his family like that.

But if you look at the entire "found family" tag on Ao3, 19,860 stories, Technoblade is tagged into 29% of them. That's 5,760 fics just blowing right past what Technoblade said. Boom. Taking that character from his political anarchist setting and setting him right down in a royalty au w. younger siblings.

Because obviously a family dynamic isn't actually going to hurt someone's feelings or make them feel weird, the fandom has agreed, so what he must mean was that saying that family dynamic was actual literal canon is the only bad thing (I have been clotheslined by family dynamic written into stuff tagged as "canon compliant" multiple times as well,) and we can continue with the fun family stuff, right? Because someone saying they don't like family dynamic doesn't make Sense, in the way that I like it, the fandom has agreed, so we can just ignore that clip. Honestly I think that a ton of people have no idea that Technoblade ever said anything negative about family dynamic, because that clip is never brought out or talked about. I literally only know about it because I've watched that stream.

Meanwhile, the much less firmly stated boundary when it comes to shipping is absolutely doubled down on and brought out to justify mobbing people off the internet, because everyone already knows that shipping is bad and terrible and tainted and horrible to do and we don't like it, so even the slightest indication that it's out has to be grabbed and used to police people. So that everyone can be very to sure themselves that what they're doing is not weird, and the streamers are okay with it, and if I showed them my fic they'd say they liked it.

They're not going to give the Ok to your fic, because the fic isn't FOR them, and it shouldn't be. It's for the other weird fans who can't stop thinking about the block men characters, it's not for the actors. The actors have their own lives, leave them alone.

To be clear, I am not saying that we should stop writing family dynamic to respect Technoblade's feelings. Among other things, I don't think he's checking his character tag on Ao3 right now. But like, I've talked before about the way that boundaries culture ends up working in practice, and how constantly bringing problems up to streamers just ends up showing them all the things that are the most weird to the streamer. You only have to look at what most of Benchtrio has done in terms of boundaries, which has been transitioning from very explict boundaries with details on everything to just saying "just use your manners," stopping answering questions, and telling people to actually think about what they're showing the streamer instead of expecting someone to weigh in on it for them.

But even when it comes to the boundaries that we do have, that we know about, the way people enforce them seems to be less about actually respecting what the creators like, and more about making sure we're morally pure and never have to see something that we personally don't like, and we don't happen to have any of that nasty boys kissing content in our work, because we all know that's terrible. (And as someone who's seen crackdowns on LGBTQIA content several times, that certainly has unfortunate overtones.)

As long as it's all kept away from the creators, I really think that fluffy cuddly family dynamic and kissing fic and hardcore whump all falls into the category of "not for the creators, they might find that one weird, but you do you". Like keep it away from the streamers, use your brain, but like, it's all a bit weird and for fun. Let it be weird and for fun in a secluded part of the internet, keep it away from the streamers, tag your shit for people who don't want to see it, and go to town.

So just like, I really think that "creator boundaries" should be more about using your brain as to what you show the streamer, and less about harassing someone off the internet cause they drew kissing art.

[soggylizard424]

So I was thinking, Brainrotting, one would say, about how lucky c!Scott was to have the Rune Blade. So what if he didn't? So what if I inflict angst? What if I abuse this power I have as a writer?

What if Xornoth won?

TW: Blood, major character death, general dark themes, no happy ending, flower husbands only canon in the elvish translation

Scott, all his life, lived by the idea that elves didn't cower. Let alone elvish royalty. They were brave, strong, and inspiring. Laden with gold and riches. Too proud to bow to any outside force. An elf would never bow to anyone.

Yet here he was.

Scott had shut down a while ago. After all the screaming, the pain, the tears.

The death.

Listening to Xornoth carry out his promise of torturing every one of his friends until they begged for the end was as bad as seeing it.

And knowing he couldn't do anything about it was the worst torture of it all.

fWhip was one of the lucky ones. He choked as he slid off the blade of Xornoth. It was a twisted, harsh thing, with the red vines creeping up the handle and infecting whatever was at the tip. fWhip was near the end, when Scott had stopped reacting. He was gone faster than the other ones. Scott had been made to watch. Xornoth was like a bully. He just wanted his brother’s reaction.

Scott, curled up in this pathetic position with his head tucked into his arms and his knees folded up to his chest, listened to the tinkerer fall to the ground and attempt to crawl away. His goggles were cracked and a small stream of thick red liquid was making it's way from the corner of his mouth to his chin as he held his guts in with his other arm.

Scott could barely imagine what fWhip was thinking. He was surrounded by the corpses of everyone he had spent the last 6 months with on this server. He stopped his pathetic shuffling when his hand ran into Gem’s side.

Scott had screamed a lot during her death.

Despite not particularly getting along with the man near the end, Scott still felt like he wanted to puke when the cry escaped the tinkerer’s lips. The sight of his sister had hit him, possibly harder than it did Scott. The misery and pain in his voice was evident.

“Care to join her?” Xornoth hissed, taking slow, menacing steps one by one toward his prey. Scott's nails dug into his skin, not for the first time, and drew blood.

There was a wet thump, and the tinkerer finally left the world behind.

Scott let a single tear fall for the man, and then he quickly started trying to build that bridge over the gorge that was his heart. It was a futile attempt as Xornoth stepped up to the red bubble he had captured Scott in.

Scott stood up to meet him, his eyes red and bloodshot. His normally regal robes desheviled. His brother put a single, taloned hand on the king’s prison. Pitiful as red eyes stared into icy blue.

The demon smiled.

“I think you'll like this next one the most,” it said, removing it's palm from the red energy and turning to see who had been brought in last.

Scott knew exactly who was last. He had ticked off every one of the smp members in his head, hoping, praying to Aeor that somehow, in any way, Jimmy had gotten away.

But there he was.

Scott could barely bring himself to breathe as cold dread gripped him by the heart, ripping it from his chest.

Jimmy was the last participant in this horrid affair.

---

Rough hands of the demons servant pushed Jimmy into the corrupted arena, ripping off the blind fold and the arm restraints. Jimmy blinked a moment in the bright, red-tinted light as he tried to get used to the extreme contrast of the bag to the sun.

And then he realized what surrounded him.

What was on his boots.

Who were around him.

A seem clawed its way to his throat, but it stayed there resolutely and made him choke.

In the center of it all, was a red bubble. And in it was his friend.

The once noble elf lay crumpled in the middle of the bubble, attempting to stay as far away from the red rivers around the bubble. Vines were beginning to crawl their way up to his gold-accented boots.

---

“Scott?” the voice was broken, confused. A fragment of Jimmy’s usual boisterous personality. Scott's fingers dug into the cloth hanging around his upper arms. He wasn't going to react he wasn't going react he wasn't going to react.

“Scott?” it came again. It was shaky. Choking. “What did you do to him, Xornoth?” the last part was still laced with fear, but also with hate. Fury, even.

“Oh, me?” Xornoth said innocently, “what ever could you mean? He did this to himself, some time around when I slayed your sister, was it?”

Scott could hear Jimmy’s breath hitch from across the demon’s arena.

He must have seen her corpse. Half of her throat was gone and she looked dry as she had been out of water for far foo long, baked in the hot red sun. That image was burned into his memory with defining clarity. Her husband was only a few paces away, his white gloves reaching for his wife.

Scott squeezed his eyes shut tighter, wishing he didn't n't have I listen to what would happen next.

But instead, there was a sort of knock on the bubble around him.

“If you pay attention this time, brother, I promise i’ll make it faster,” the demon hissed smoothly “consider it a gift, from brother to brother.”

He knew the demon wouldn't. But praying to Aeor, he stood up, with his back rigid, eyes red, and hair unkempt. He could barely meet Jimmy’s eyes. So he didn't. He stayed quiet until the demon smiled.

“Scott,” Jimmy said, “look at me, please.”

He did.

”It’ll be okay, alright?”

Scott just shook his head. It wouldnt be. Not without him. Scott choked. He can't sure he could live without Jimmy’s company forever.

Xornoth started walking nonchalantly over the crosses between him and Jimmy. He rolled his red eyes as he grabbed Jimmy in a second. He was across the arena. He was behind Jimmy. He kicked him with a talented foot and sent the Codfather flying. Scott stifled his cry, already feeling the tears prickle at his eyes.

He dropped to his knees and could only watch as Xornoth stepped on the back of Jimmy's spine, pulling his blonde hair back with his head and lowering his blade over the beck of the man Scott loved.

---

Jimmy tried against all odds to fight, to get away, anything. The blade was burning against the soft skin of his neck. The curl of his back was beginning to get painful. He choked.

“Tell me, brother.” the demon on top of him began, Almost humming, “what should I do first? The sword? The crystals? The vines? I remember you liked that one last time. Yes, I think I'll go with the vines first.” Scott let lit only a strangled cry of a broken man from inside the bubble.

The demon brought the twisted blade up, cutting a harsh gash along Jimmys cheek. He yelled and it burned. Oh Aeor it HURT. Something began crawling out from the thing. Xornoth released the pressure on his spine and kicked him a few feet away, sending him rolling.

Jimmy screamed almost as loud as Xornoth cackled. Especially when he ran into the corpse of Pix. He began breathing heavily and backing away with one hand, holding his cheek with the other, which felt like it was quite literally melting off his skull.

This wasn't really happening, Jimmy concluded, this had to be a nightmare. This wasn't real. It couldnt be. Please, Aeor, don't let this be real.

---

Scott wept as Jimmy began fighting for his life. The vines were slowly creeping from around the wound on his face. Katherine had fallen to that death. But Jimmy was resolute somehow, and his stood, after a minute or two of blurred screaming and writhing. Everything was somehow both sped up and going too slow to see movement.

“That all you got, Xor Xor?” Jimmy said. Scott gasped as he saw a half of Jimmy’s face was covered in corruption. He nearly puked at the sight of the vines winding both under and over his skin.

The demon casually leaning against the bubble began walking over corpses toward the blonde-haired man. Xornoth easily towered over Jimmy and had a good three feet on the man. Jimmy glared back up at the disfigured creature, eyes defiant and half corrupted. He spat at the demon’s clawed feet.

The demon imminently began hissing like a creeper, its long ears beginning to point toward the ground. Jimmy's face contorted into a stated of satisfaction and fear. The demon, in one sweeping motion, sent the man flying with a slap of his hand. Scott didn't know if he was breathing all too fast or not at all and Jimmy crumpled as he hit the bubble.

Scott couldn't breathe. He was hyperventilating. He was screaming. He was deathly silent. Everything was a blur just as everything was finely detailed. It was all he could do to simply put a hand on the wall of the bubble. Jimmy could barely lift himself from the ground. He spat some kind of venom and saliva mixed with red. He glared back at the demon who had just sent him a good fifteen feet away and had left extra gashes in the man’s skin from his talons.

“Jimmy, please,” Scott whispered. He wasn't sure what he was begging for him to do. The Codfather looked back at him, as if seeing him truly for the first time. He put his hand on the other side of the bubble from where Scotts was.

“I-” Jimmy was abruptly cut off from the demon behind him as he stuck the twisted blade into his back.

The face of surprise was etched on his face for the last few seconds of his life. He slid over, his hand falling limp from Scott’s.

There was a scream. It had to be from him. It was wild and animalistic. It was raw and emotional. It felt like Scott had been stabbed instead of Jimmy.

But there was nothing he could do, so he didn't.

Instead, he merely sat there as Xornoth laughed.

His brother had truly won.