#a finished fic! can you believe it! i didnt know i could do that!

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[81folklore]

heaven - PIASTRI - final part

pairings: oscar piastri x private!reader (fc: gracie abrams + pinterest)

summary: on the 2 year anniversary of oscars first win in f1, everyone’s favorite couple has a surprise

type: social media au (smau)

note: well this is it!! the final part to heaven!! this ending has always been the plan and im so pleased i can finally post it, this win has been a longgg time coming and i am super stoked for oscar!!! obviously not the best race (esp for mclaren fans) but we got through it and oscar won!!!! super duper proud of my mclaren boys and i cant wait to see many more 1-2 with them!!

i honestly cant believe this is the last part to this series, this was one of the first fics i ever posted and its crazy how far its come!! to this day i get notifs that people have found the first part to this series and it blows my mind how big this has gotten. i know ive been inactive for a long time but i hope by finally finishing this fic i will find love for creating fics again!!!! love u all🩵

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two years ago my best friend asked me to marry him, i said yes immediately. how could i say no to spending the rest of my life with someone i love so deeply?

today marks 6 months of him being my husband and i feel so incredibly blessed to be able to call him that, to be able to say that someone i love, loves me back just as much

but today is also the anniversary of my boys first win, which seems crazy now that he has many more under his belt but its true, its been two years since that crazy day in hungary and one that changed us forever

i have grown so much in the time we have been together and im so pleased i was able to do it with you, osc. i love you forever and always!

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oscarpiastri my favorite forever🤍

oscarpiastri marrying you was the best decision i have ever made

youruser my boy🌟🌟

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i cant believe i get to call this gorgeous girl my wife, and i’ll be able to do so for the rest of our lives

you had never shone as brightly as on our wedding day, however youve continued to shine ever so bright since and i hope it never goes away, seeing you happy and content makes me feel like the luckiest man alive

thank you for saying yes all those years ago and thank you for trusting me with your heart, ill love you forever and always

your osc x

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youruser i love you so much osc

youruser you mean the world to me

landonorris congrats mate x

logansargeant i miss you guys :(

youruser we miss you too logie!!! we’ll be home soon and we will take you to dinner!!

logansargeant oscarpiastri promise?

oscarpiastri we promise

georgerussell63 happy for you both!

frederikvestiofficial come back soon i think logans withering away

oscarpiastri he’ll be fine for a few more days🙄

logansargeant nu huh!! i cant last much longer☹️

user66 oh my god she looks gorgeous 🥹🥹

oscarpiastri she is

user72 YOUR OSC😭😭😭😭

user6 im never getting over them☹️

user91 THEYRE MARRIED☹️☹️😭😭

user10 remember when yn said they werent getting married yet because they still had so much growing to do,, look at them now☹️

user47 i feel like everyones being too calm, WE DIDNT EVEN KNOW THEY WERE ENGAGED?!?!!?!

user64 LIKE WHY ARE WE NOT MORE SHOCKED

user22 bcs they are written in the stars and we all knew this was going to happen!!! liked by youruser

user30 yn with all the little babes oh i cant do this🥹🥹 liked by oscarpiastri

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lewishamilton so happy for you mate, it was a gorgeous ceremony💜

logansargeant my favorite people in the whole world

oscarpiastri we love you

logansargeant 🥹🥹 (i love you guys too)

youruser my boy forever and ever and ever

oscarpiastri 🤍🤍

landonorris you guysss😕😕

youruser love you lan!!!!

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a story told in many parts💐

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pinned youruser to osc, my best friend, my love, my husband i will love you until the end of time. i will hold your hand through everything and more, until death do us part x

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story song added heaven by niall horan text reads: my 🏠

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user72 OH MY FUCKING GODDDDD

user19 I CANNOT DEAL WITH YOU TWO 😔😔😔😔

user63 ur literally perfect for eachother wtfwtfwtf

user90 I FEEL SICK THIS IS SO CUTE

user6 oscar is so sweet🥹🥹

youruser the sweetest!!!!

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everywhere, as long as its with you

彡drivers franco colapinto

彡genre spanish speaking reader! x franco colapinto, fic/smau

彡summary your boyfriend became an f1 driver, now you travel the world with him

彡notes im still pretty new to making smaus so please excuse the lack of order ToT.. i was also thinking about turning this into like a mini series since i ended up liking the plot more than expected while wring. let me know what you guys think!! other than that, thank you for reading ♡︎

you’re sitting on the knitted hanging chair outside your boyfriends argentina home, the sunset view was always so beautiful from this view—especially because he lived in the mountains where you could see everything. theres not a place in the world you would rather be. with your digital camera you snap a photo of the sunset, the quality of the camera giving the view a nostalgic feel. you close your eyes and take in the breeze brushing past your skin.

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location: puerto iguazú, argentina

yourusername digital camera in 🇦🇷❣️

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francolapinto ahh taking pictures behind my back !?

yourusername @/francolapinto sorry baby 🤫❤️

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then you hear loud heavy footsteps scurrying from inside the house, causing you to open your eyes open again, glance around, roll them and then close them again. you sat peacefully for a total of five seconds before a frantic franco screams your name from inside the house, causing you to wince at the sudden noice.

“come!! quickly!” franco rushed you into the house. the two of you sat at the dinner table, you still didnt know what was happening but franco was getting a phone call and his leg was bouncing anxiously. “que??” you questioned, he quickly shushed you as he picked up the phone. you rolled your eyes, why did he call you all the way here if he was just gonna want you to be quiet. but also if he did, it must be a really important call.

he put the phone on speaker and placed it down on the table.

“is this franco alejandro colapinto?” a calm soft voice spoke from the other line.

“yes, this is him” franco said in his best english he can muster.

“you are being summoned by williams to attend the british grand prix, you will be driving in fp1.” franco silently looked at you with complete and utter shock in his eyes.

“are you available to attend?” the person asked from the other line in contrary to francos silence.

he searched for reassurance in your eyes, you nodded your head at him pointing to the phone.

“uh.. y-yes!—mm” he cleared his throat “yes, i am” he rephrased in a more collected tone. he couldn’t believe this was happening, after everything he’d gone through—everything he’s sacrificed, everything his family sacrificed, to get to this point. he’d finally made it, even if it was just for fp1, it could possibly lead to him being in a seat one day. franco finished up the phone call, his composure holding on to a thread the whole time until he finally hung up.

immediately he stood up and scooped you into his arms. he tightly held you, taking in your scent and everything you are. he’d finally done it, and he couldn’t have without your help and encouragement. when times got tough, when it felt like he’d never make it, there you were to push him on and make him feel good about himself again. he genuinely doesn’t know what he’d do or where he’d be without you. he cupped your face, his lips clashing with yours into a passionate and loving kiss. the way he kisses you always sends tingles down your spine—the softness of his touches compared to the way his mouth moves against yours. you could feel how much he loves you in every kiss, touch, or words he speaks. his love for you is only in the purest form.

“té quiero, mi amor” his eyes gazed lovingly into yours as your lips detached from each other, his thumbs softly caressing your face, taking in every feature that he loved so dearly.

“im so so proud of you papasito” you wiped the incoming tears that dared to flow down his rosy cheeks. your heart has always been with him and his goals, to see him succeed like this—even if its as little as free practice, it was another door opened for your talented man.

“venga conmigo” franco proposed, the heat of the moment seeming like a perfect time. he couldnt just leave you behind, after everything you’ve done?? he’d want you to be there the most.

“wh- what!?? thats crazy!!” you halfheartedly giggled, only response you could muster from how insane his suggestion was.

“why not? you’re always there for everything else, why not be there for the most special moment? cmon.” his puppy dog eyes are ones you could bear to refuse, his cheeks and nose reddened from all the excitement and happiness he feels. so, you agreed to go. youre his rock in all this, his biggest supporter. why wouldnt he want his favorite cheerleader to go and continue to push him on? plus, youve never been to london.

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franco went on to place p11 in his first race after london, which you were extremely proud of him. to be so close to points in a backmarker team was, to say the least, impressive. you always knew he had it in him but for his first time ever racing as an f1 drivers against the other 19 best in the world? a blessed experience.

[alcoholfreenayeon]

can you do co worker Irene x fem reader,where Irene secretly has a crush on reader and she waits every time for her.But this day readers ex didnt stop calling reader and ended up waiting for her at work so Irene went to reader and acted like her gf.Later Irene took reader to her home and they made out ,THENN READERS EX CALLED AGAIN.irene told her to answer the call and while they were talking reader couldn't stop moaning (English isn't my first language sorry)

A/N: Well….as I wrote this, I realized it was not so much smut but more fluff that’s a bit suggestive so this will be a bit disappointing for all of you who voted for this expecting smut😭(but also horny jail for you all🚔) anyways, this is probably the last request I’m doing before I finish the Angst April fics unless I get a random burst of creativity.

Stupid Cupid

Irene x fem!reader

CW: Fluff, suggestive

Your phone started ringing, once again, right on time, your ex calling you exactly 5 minutes after your lunch break starts so you have no excuse to not pick up other than that you don’t want to talk.

You sigh and pick up, knowing the calls will continue to come if you don’t pick up. “Hello….”

As you talk with your ex, telling her the same thing you have been for the past month, you are seemingly unaware of an annoyed stare in your direction, albeit from afar. Irene watches you, an exasperated look on her face. ‘The audacity of that stupid woman to keep calling her y/n’, she thought to herself. ‘Well…not her y/n….yet’. She really wanted to walk over, snatch the phone out of your hand, tell your ex to fuck off, block her and then kiss you. But alas, she couldn’t do that. And that annoyed her even more. Regardless, she was about to get on with her work when her ears perked up at something you said.

“What! What do you mean you are on your way here? I don’t want to see you. I already sa-. No, we don’t need to give it another tr-…..fine, whatever”, you sigh and put down your phone, rolling your eyes in irritation, unsure of what will happen next when you feel a gentle tap on your shoulder. You turn and find that it’s Irene, your coworker. Supposedly she’s the scary one but she’s been nothing but sweet to you so you have always chalked it down to her just being more prompt and serious than the rest.

“I, ahem, I did the….”, Irene begins but trails off when you take the sheets of paper from her, your hands lingering on hers for a second. You smile at her and you could have sworn she blushed. “……I couldn’t help it but I overheard you on the phone…”, she says hesitantly.

“Ugh..yea..my ex…it’s just a mess”, you start, “and yeah I know I can just block or her not answer or whatever but like…I think she won’t let up as long as she thinks she can win me back…”

Irene listened to you, a concerned look on her face, a slight frown forming on her face before her expression softened again. “Y/n….maybe…”, she hesitates, you see her cheeks flushing, “you should tell her you are seeing someone else…or something”, she quickly added at the end.

You sigh, “I wish it was that easy, she’ll keep on pressing me even then, who is it, how do they look, why them etc etc. Thanks for the suggestion though”.

Irene stayed quiet, a bit stumped. That’s when you hear a shout, “Y/N there you are!”. And you see your ex walk up and you sigh. This was not going to be pretty….

She walks right up to you and you can’t deny it, she does look really pretty, “Y/n…”, she smiles, “look I’m sorry for being so pushy lately…but I really think we are making a mistake. Like it’s been a little while now and it’s been difficult for me and you said it’s been hard for you too so why don’t we just make out-up, oops”, she giggled.

Irene couldn’t believe what she was hearing, no way Y/N would fall for this trap right? Like it was so blatantly obvious.

You stayed silent…yes she was not completely wrong, you had been feeling a bit lonely lately and you did miss intimacy but you had been focusing on your job lately and that made it much easier, like for some reason you didn’t feel like working was such a burden anymore. But did you really want to start over once again?

As you considered your options, your ex took a step closer, smiling, her hands reaching for your cheek.

That’s when Irene suddenly stood up, a determined expression on her face as she got in between you two. “Stop. And leave. She doesn’t want you. How many times does she have to tell you before you understand huh?”, she says calmly but also coldly.

Your ex seems taken aback for a moment before she chuckles, “Who even are yo-”

“I’m her girlfriend.”, Irene says defiantly.

Now your ex looks stunned. She gives Irene a once over, a frown forming on her face and she faces you back again, “Y/N? What is she….”

You look at Irene and then your ex and make up your mind, “Yea, it’s true….”.

“You both are lying, there’s no way, I don’t believe-”, she begins again but is cut off.

“Believe what you want but that’s the truth. And none of your business anymore anyway so just go away”, Irene snaps.

Dumbstruck, your ex just stares at Irene who grabs your hand takes you back to your desk, as soon she’s out of sight, you notice Irene is completely red faced and she lets go of your hand slowly, reluctantly…and then glances at you, unsure of what of say when you hug her, “Thanks for that, you shouldn’t have…now she’ll be after you too…”

“I don’t think I should worry about that too much”, Irene replies, seemingly unbothered.

“No…I mean like…I’m pretty sure she’s gonna be at the parking lot when you leave, watching us to see whether we were lying or not…”, you sigh.

“Oh”, Irene says quietly as she realizes what you mean, “I…I guess maybe we just…just pretend abitlongerthenright?”

“Huh…oh..oh!”, you are a bit surprised Irene is still willing to continue with this facade, “S-sure…I guess that works…maybe it’ll put her off for good? But…what do we do?”

“……maybe….you come with me…you know instead of taking the bus…just pretend I’m dropping you home or something?”, Irene says quietly.

You consider it for moment before nodding in agreement and that was the plan.

Hours later as you get in the passenger seat of Irene’s car, you notice through the side mirror that a familiar car was in the distance, observing. You sigh and point it out to Irene who says nothing and begins to drive in silence.

A couple minutes in, you notice that your ex is still following and you once again tell Irene who suggests maybe you both go to her house for a bit so the ex doesn’t bother you and has no choice but to believe you both are dating.

20 minutes later, you are sitting awkwardly in Irene’s living room while she gets some snacks. You both eat a few biscuits and then Irene suddenly becomes really quiet, she looks at you and takes a deep breath, “Y/N…..I have something to tell you…”

You look at her, perplexed and tilt your head, “what is it?”, however as you say it, you suddenly become very conscious of her hand on top of yours, the way she is looking at you right now, how you yourself look at the moment and why suddenly it feels like there’s so much tension between you both.

She hesitates…and hesitates again and then looks away, moving her hand and shifting away looking frustrated, “Nevermind…it’s nothing…my bad”.

“Huh”, you feel surprised and a bit hurt that it seems like Irene isn’t completely comfortable around you, “Come on, just say it, you’ve already said you are my girlfriend”, you say smiling and nudge her, “What could be-”, you falter when you see Irene look back up at you, nervously biting her lip and then suddenly putting both her arms on your shoulders, pushing you back a little and she starts to lean in, as if you kiss you.

Not knowing what to do you just shut your eyes and a moment later you felt her lips on yours. She kissed you and kissed you again and this time you kissed her back and before you even realized you both had begun to make out. A minute later Irene finally pulled back, both of you red faced and breathless, panting, looking at the other.

Irene clenched her fists and suddenly blurted out, “I meant it when I said I want to be your girlfriend”.

You slowly blinked, “what…..”

She sighs in frustration, looking away, blushing, “don’t make me say it again…..”

Unbelievable, was Irene really saying she liked you? What! Did she always like you? Is that why it always seemed she was nicer to you? Did you like her too? You didn’t think so but…at the same time why did it feel so good when she kissed you, why did your heart pound when she said she was your girlfriend….why couldn’t you take your eyes off her when she drove you here…..did….did you like her too? Maybe…enough atleast to be willing to give it a shot with her.

You look at her and she doesn’t meet your eyes but you feel her tense up, waiting for your reply and then this time, you kiss her. Irene gasps but then leans into it, melting into your arms. She then caresses your cheek and begins to take off her jacket, “Y/N…..I want you”

Even though that makes you want you bury your face and squeal, you manage to stay somewhat calm, smirking at her, “what are you waiting for then?”, you say moving back and leaning against the sofa.

As Irene gets on top of you, her eyes full of desire, suddenly your phone starts ringing loudly completely ruining the mood…you both sigh and you pick up….

“Hello….oh it’s you…what now, honestly you are just being really annoying now”, you say, annoyed now that your ex is still calling you. “No, I don-ah!”, you cover your mouth as you almost moaned because Irene just began to kiss your neck. You try to give her a look to stop but shakes her head, “keep talking”, she says smugly while continuing to kiss your neck while her hands begin to undress you.

A few minutes later, you were shivering, almost completely naked, your neck and shoulders full of hickeys and your ex almost crying on the phone as she cuts the call, realizing what was happening.

You take a deep breath and toss your phone away, ready to jump at Irene but she beats you to it, getting on top of you, her hand clamping your mouth shut, “you were so bad right now, couldn’t even be quiet while on the phone…that can’t happen, so I’m going to test you now”, she whispered as her hands began to sink lower and lower, “if you stay quiet….I’ll let you off or else you are going to be edged again and again until I get what I want from you ok?”…….

[tojiscrack]

on my weekly re-read of liar liar, and i was GOING TO pull an all nighter and finish it all, but i feel asleep before i could 😞😞

ANYWAYS!! i find it so funny that throughout the first chapter (and even later chapters, but not as much) its mentioned (and made very obvious) that y/n is a little devil child, that can be too much to handle, but never w megumi. like, idk how to explain it, but hes never thought shes “too much”, and lets her do what she wants, just puts his input in (like when she switched classes, he didnt feel overly annoyed by it, just told her that she was gonna get in trouble) (i might be wrong about this LMAO) youve written them in a way that they balance each other PERFECTLY, like they are genuinely soulmates.

the end scene of the first chapter is oddly one of my favourite parts of the fic, because we get other characters (albeit, minor characters, but wtv) opinions on them, and youve written them exactly like how they describe it. they keep each other in line, and thats why they work so well together.

anyways!!! i love this fanfic so sosososooos much!!! i dont understand how this isnt more popular because???? ITS SO GOOD???? literally how arent people falling in love with your writing within the first 1k words??

(also i meant to include this in a previous ask, but i forgot lol, BUT ONE OF MY FAV DUOS IN THE FIC (and in canon lfmao) is megumi and nobara?? everytime they’re together i genuinely laugh, you nailed their characters and character dynamic)

liar, liar masterlist here:

INCOMING YAP SESSION CUZ THIS ASK GOT ME SUPER DUPER EXCITED KSJSJDIWJ

WEEKLY reread? girl, stop, you’re gonna notice all the typos i cba to get rid of ��

HAHAHA, NO STOP, I HAVEN’T HAD ANYONE MENTION THE WHOLE ‘DEVIL CHILD’ THING SINCE THE FIRST TWO CHAPTERS WERE RELEASED 😭 and that, my friend, was months ago 🌝

so i’m so excited to just talk about this omggg!!! 😫💘

yes indeed 😤 megumi would most likely say she’s sm to handle, but really, he lowkey enjoys it. it’s the only time he can be an accomplice witness to such foolish behaviour, and not be reprimanded for it as much ‘cause he just has her to fall back on and blame. he won’t ever stop her, per se, but he’ll tell her once or twice ‘whatever you’re doing, it’s not gonna work’ or ‘don’t be dumb’, and think he’s done his part before being influenced by her 💀

‘i might be wro-’ stfu you’re right and you know it 🙄❤️

and you’re also right in it not being mentioned as much when they’re older. no, i did not forget to add it, that was done intentionally for two reasons:

they’re older now, so as much as she does what she wants with him, she’s a lot more tame than she was as a child. that doesn’t mean she ever regrets the stupid things she’s done (except for the whole mermaid thing, that is a lifelong regret she’ll always have 😭)

the idea that she’s such a menace has been established enough over the years to the point where no one feels the need to voice it. new characters probably would — someone like miss b who was introduced in the middle school chapter — but even then, she was exposed to the more tame versions of the chaotic duo. so everyone kinda silently acknowledges it, and only during crazy moments (like the tragic helicopter incident of 2016, rip satoru/suguru’s will to live 😔) will it actually be voiced (like ogi mistakenly believing that y/n didn’t start any of the nonsense that occurred during the incident, and that was mentioned cuz of the fact that she’s famously known to be so incredibly out of control).

the bonus scene for the first chapter was my fav to write as wellll (tho arguably, i say that about so many scenes, so the value of this statement is probably worth nothing 💀). bonus scenes were initially meant to be ONLY from other people’s pov, but i noticed how so many things from y/n and megumi’s childhood tgth are littered around the story, and that the only way you could ever get any insight of them is through the bonus scene since the chapters are too long to add flashbacks AND bonus scenes. i could always do a separate set of oneshots for them, but i don’t have the time for that (yk this through my horrid updating schedule) 😟

but i am so glad you’re telling me what you enjoyed — and more importantly, being specific about it. it lets me put into perspective how the later chapters (tho already planned) should be set out. your feedback means the world to me, and you deserve a million set of kisses every night for them <3333

‘i love this fanfic sosososo much!!! i don’t understand how this isn’t more popular because??? IT’S SO GOOD???’

okay brb, gonna go and find my right to exist and have the perfect life when cutie pies like you grace this earth 😖💞💓💗💞

maybe one day it’ll get bigger 😊 if that day ever comes, i’ll remember my og readers. i’ll remember the support i was given from them. i’ll remember people like you, who continuously flood my inbox with enough love to pull yank me out of writer’s block and squeeze out another chapter, how because of your long and juicy asks/messages/dms, the cycle of writing i have going on here continues, and i feel more and more proud that i even developed such a fic to begin with ❤️

‘literally how aren’t people falling in love with your writing after the first 1k words’ — errr probably ‘cause the first 1k words were just y/n trying (and failing) to explain what happens in her horror stories without stuttering 💀 LMFAO, SORRY 😭 i’d fall asleep on that carpet if i were the kids surrounding her, and they went to listen willingly.

but ugh, that’s so nice of you, i’m gonna siwjosnwidjwjd

AND OMG YOU’RE SO RIGHT

like everyone talks about yuji/nobara, or yuji/megumi, bUT WHAT ABOUT MY BEANS NOBARA/MEGUMI? they have a level of deep understanding with each other in canon (and in my fic, which will be addressed CHAPTERSSSS later) that i’d love to yap about, but i’ve already yapped enough, like you’re probably cringing rn i’m sorry 😭 another time, maybe 😔

[born-in-hell]

WHY Q!BADBOYHALO IS PROBABLY FED:

SPECIAL GUEST THEORY - THE MASTERPOST

Important Information!

Hello! This post was written in january and febuary, before the workers at Quackity Studios came out with their stories. Ever since then, i haven't been following the QSMP as a server, despite still writing a fic based on it and following the situation with the workers somewhat closely. I just can't care about it as much as i did. Im posting this theory because it meant a lot to me at the time. I truly believed i was right, and that Badboyhalo would be the main antagonist. I even had the throry that the QSMP would end in a dispute between q!Fit (Madagio + The Rebellion) and q!BBH (Fed). I worked for such a long time gathering evidence for, organizing and writing this post that it just feels bad to keep it in. Today (30/4/24), another ex-admin, named Elk, released a statement, that said: "There was an odd rule where main island lore was never allowed to tie into creator-specific lore, despite creators actively wanting to involve themselves with the federation and being permitted to do so and certain creators having a HUGE influence on the overall lore.". This just erased any and all motivations i ever had to make a theory that links everything together. There was never a truly coherent story. Which makes not only this theory, but any and all theories that link the player characters to the main island lore, useless. Being honest, i just didnt want this post to go to waste, mostly because i worked a lot on it. For that, this post is very much not finished. Most texts are not fully written - my ideas are not as developed as i wish they were. And i apologize for this, i just dont have the energy to finish this. If you want to know my take on the QSMP lore, you can check out my fanfic. Despite all this, I hope you all enjoy this.

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This is a compilation of all the evidence we have to support the Special Guest Theory.

I created this mainly to show people that don't have as much free time or are just dont have the energy to think about or remember all this why the Special Guest Theory does make sense.

This is a colaborative work, as I wouldnt be able to think about all this without these wonderful people: @lionheartedmusings @demodraws0606 @lxrd-ren @skullhalo @windchime-of-teeth

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Where it all started: The ARG Emails

On Feb 21, Quackity Studios posted this tweet, that had an ARG puzzle.

The "special invitation" also grasps my attention, but it might be coincidental wording.

Decyphering the puzzle, it lead to a Google Doc, that had many emails.

Among them, there was this one:

[Respectful greetings, We are seeking quotes for the purchase of 1393 muffins to satisfy the extra demand of our special guest. For those who are not aware of the situation, it was pointed out that it is an obligation to share two muffins per person in the workspace to guarantee happy and productive work. We wish to receive your commercial proposals as soon as possible. We appreciate your commitment and effort in preparing your offers for evaluation. Sincerely,]

So uhm... muffins right? Who could it possiblly be referencing?

I honestly can't think of no one else besides q!Badboyhalo, even outside of the qsmp, whose brand is so intrinsically connected to this little cake things.

The number is also very specific. If every worker needs 2 muffins, why is the order an odd number? That just isn't divisible equally to everyone.

-> I will make a separate post detailing what i think the 1393 could be referencing.

I want to mention here that, by the way this email is written,

q!Badboyhalo's Teaser Post

Ok, so there are a coulple things to pay attention about this post. First the muffins are a clear reference to Bad (there's no arguing here, he is the muffins guy).

Second, where it was posted; unlike all the other cc teasers ─ that were posted on @/quackity4k, quackity's alt twitter account ─ this one was posted on the official Quackity Studios account, along with the arg post that is.

-> These are the other QSMP cc teasers:

Third, its the only teaser thats accompanied by "welcome to the QSMP". All the others either include something related to the cc (like a bird emoji for Jaiden), or teasing words (closer; up next).

Fourth, the milk emoji. Its curious, and out of place. It is so odd and specific that it deserved to be discussed.

Especially considering that, coincidentally, this is what Badboyhalo responded to the QSMP teaser that i'll talk about later:

Milk is often ─ surprisingly ─ a symbol commonly used with villains in media, to symbolize various things, but mostly to cause a discomfort in the audience, as milk is associated with purity and childhood. So pairing it with ruthless and cruel villains creates an unsetteling atmosphere.

-> Some reference links: 1 // 2 // 3 // 4

The Teaser Video

-> click here to watch the video

The video starts off in a dimly lit room, with some boxes, and, most notably, a tv, a vcr player and a chair. A shadowy figure enters the room, and inserts a cassette on the player. A promotional video of Quesadilla Island starts playing. It shows the figure watching the video, and the scene is interrupted by a black screen with "20 years later" written. It ends with two other shadowy figures (Quackity and Slime, presumably) talking in the train that took the first group to our current Quesadilla.

The only thing that we can notice on this person, is a little white marking on both their left and right hand.

Some theorized it could be qFit, but he doesn't have the marking on his right hand.

Right side /// Left side

The only character, from the first group of islanders, who has a white marking on both hands is q!Badboyhalo.

And q!Badboyhalo being part of the fed in 2003 does also make sense in his lore; he's never mentioned where he was or what he was doing around the late 1990's and early 2000's.

Unlike fit, who was 13 in 2003. He was a child ─ he was only a bit older than q!Cellbit during the war.

This is, in my opinion, one of the most substantial evidences we have of q!Badboyhalo being involved in whatever the fed is doing.

The 2013 War

When qCellbit started researching the fed, as a child, he was forcefully exiled from Quesadilla, because he found out too much about what was going on. Maybe the tests on children (q!Baghera and the other deceased hybrids), as he says this on his letter to q!Bagi:

[...] I saw everything inside, they were doing all this beneath our very feet… it’s horrible, Bagi. You don’t deserve this, I don’t want you to have to live with these guys. So meet me on the other side of this ocean Bagi. I’ll be going now, I don’t care if I have to swim until [...]

-> You can check q!Cellbit's old diaries translated into english on this post

He ended up, somehow, in a war, where he, coincidentally, first met q!BBH.

q!Bad has stated he was in the war to overlook it.

Antoine's Comic

This comic was given it was given, from Cucurucho, specifically to q!Badboyhalo.

-> check this twitter clip of antoine's talk with cucurucho to see the full conversation

The Purgatory Puzzle

Codeflippa lead qBBH, qAypierre and qMaximus throughout the maze, into a white room with a red button. Before activating the button, this was shown to them:

-> Could the asterisks mean Badboy? or maybe Mr. Halo?

They pressed the button, and then recieved this book:

Via a warpstone, they were taken to another maze, this one with a puzzle and two pictures of cucurucho.

After going through some rooms, they found a small pillar, with Dapper's hat on top of it, as you can see here:

Why? Why was dapper's hat there?

If this is a foreshadowing to the fact that Dapper would always be the eggs that would be freed from purgatory, independently from the roulette, than why Dapper?

What makes Dapper special, or different from the other kids, that earned him this, and possibly his life?

The group found themselves in a circular room, with three die. These die, coincidentally, had the same colors as q!Badboyhalo and Dapper: black, red and white.

There was a chest, and in it, they recieved this books:

Badboyhalo was shortly after teleported into the middle of the room, so he could play the game.

He thew the die and got a 7.

He then was gifted this ticket:

Again, why q!Badboyhalo? What makes him different?

It can't be him being a demon, since Mouse and Tina were already on the island.

So what makes him so special that, not only theres a full puzzle dedicated to him (as evidenced by Dapper's hat, and qBad being the chosen one for the game), but he's the first person (not counting q!Bagi nor q!Carre) to get a ticket? He's the only islander that had to go through this puzzle to get it, the other ones were just teleported into the room. Not even q!Max or q!Pierre got tickets that day.

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Duel Master

Title: Duel Masters

Pairing: Seto Kaiba x Joey Wheeler

Synopsis: Kaiba is simply tired of hearing a dog barking

Tags: 18+ MDNI. Degradation. Dubcon(??)(Joey likes it but sucks at saying it) Petplay. BDSM. Praise. Semi-Public. Choking. Grinding. Obsession. Sex lol. Kaiba gets called Master like-once. Kaiba also refers to Joey as everything but his first name.

A/N: I've had this fic in the drafts for like a year...s. I recently found it and made the conscious decision that more filth needed to be out there with the two love birds. I barely edited this so like- beware lol. Also want to give a shoutout to @alectoperdita for making me obsess over those two. Also thank you @forgetbeam for the dividers!

It's the same scenario every time between them. Every. Single. Time. Kaiba could almost time it. He does think about timing it, but the thought gets shoved away because that feels like victory- and not his.  When they duel, the bickering starts and never stops. At least until one of them is defeated. Usually Wheeler. Saying that would get the blonde's annoying mouth running again. Kaiba was already forming a headache just from his constant jabs while they sat in the waiting room. They're older now, you'd think this would be over now.

“I was just outta practice, I could beat you anytime Kaiba”

“That was just beginners luck anyways- it's not like i've been playing everyday unlike you”

“Listen here shitty Kaiba, we can fight here and now and I promise i'll beatcha this time- i swear it”

“Oh so you're just as stuck up as when we were teens huh? Can't even talk to a lowlife like me hah!? What, you think I'm some kind of nobody!? You think-”

“ What I think, Wheeler, is that you are completely incapable of closing your disgusting muzzle. I am finished hearing your incessant yapping.”

There’s stunned silence for a few blissful seconds and Kaiba nearly groans at the stuttering that begins to fall out of the blonde's mouth. He doesn't look much different since the last time that he’s seen him. His stupid hair is just a tad shorter and it seems that he carries a little bit more muscle than he used to. 

He tries not to focus on that thought. 

Or the thoughts of once and for all, shutting Wheeler up himself. Kaiba very well knows that he is capable of getting that perpetually loud mouth to believe in silence- even if it's for a few blissful seconds. Kaiba goes out of his way to be meaner to Joey than anyone he’s ever encountered. He’s not sure he’s ever spoken to someone so degradingly, no matter if that's what everyone expects from the foul-mouthed CEO. 

But something about Joey Wheeler is different. 

Despite the cold harsh words, he’s seen Wheeler react to them. Hates to mention in his mind that he may have obsessed over every quirk after every insult spilled. Noticed how the loud mouth's chest would hitch at dog comments. Sweat -dropping when Kaiba would tell him to get on his knees and beg. Could see the indecision for just a few seconds like he wanted to do it, like he-.

Knows how much he himself would enjoy putting the mutt in his place. 

“Why don't you make me, asshole?” Kaiba almost didn't catch his words.Too busy thinking about finally putting Wheeler in his place makes his words jarring to hear.  Not only were they across the room, but Wheeler had whispered them. As if he didnt want Kaiba to actually catch what he had said. 

“Fine.” Kaiba says without thinking. “They say old dogs dont learn new tricks, but I think you can make an exception right Wheeler?” He drags the last of the words out in a deep hum before he lifts up from the chair and toward the now shaking blonde. 

“Wait now hold on Kaiba- dude wait-” Joey head begins to search around the room as if looking for help and only just barely clenching his teeth in a curse when he realizes they are indeed alone. Holding both his hands out defensively as if that's going to save him from the wrath of the CEO. 

Does he even know that he’s being caged into a wall? Maybe he is a little stupid, but Kaiba has found that bit to be surprisingly endearing. Maybe stray dogs need extra care. A quick glance at his watch settles the matter that he- does in fact, have the time to train. . 

“I thought you wanted me to shut you up Wheeler. You asked for this. Now,” He brings up both his hands right next to the blonde's head, completely capturing him in. Leaning close enough to his ear, huffing a breath only to watch the other jump back and shake a little. 

Mmmm this might be time well spent after all.

“Are you able to be a good boy and shut that cute little mouth of yours?”  Kaiba is not in the habit of praising but no amount of money in the world could give him the rush of feeling as it did when Joey-( headstrong, back talking, bratty to a fault, )Wheeler drops his shoulders and whimpers.

Kaiba hummed, brushing his fingers along the edge of the man's jaw, smirking at another heated shiver that followed. “That all it took, Dog? After all that yapping and you show your belly before I can even properly punish you. You’re kind of a slut aren't you Wheeler? You’ve wanted this all along hm?”

Joey sputters at the full audacity of the CEO. He cant even fathom the words coming out of Kaibas mouth-

“Look ion know who you think you are but-” He’s blatantly interrupted when Kaiba tilts his chin and presses his lips to Joeys’, demanding entrance. 

The blonde isn't budging though, making sure his protests were heard throughout the muffling of his lips. He’s trying to push him off, ignoring the passing thought of how strong Kaiba is. How he can feel the muscle clenching and not budging as Joey pushes. The brunette wasn't giving up either, kicking Joey's legs apart to push his right thigh against Joey's (embarrassingly) already hardening length. Taking his empty hand on the wall and holding Joey's hips as he rocks him back and forth on his clothed thigh. 

Joey stuttered out a gasp, grappling his hands on broad shoulders as his hips are moved with force. Kaiba took the initiative to intertwine his tongue with the distracted Joey.  Licking inside his mouth, tasting all that he could. A sultry groan catches at Kaibas throat when he grabs the blondes opening Wheeler's jaw wider, tilting it to taste him even deeper. 

God he wanted to devour this man.

It doesn't help that the more he kisses the blonde, the louder he gets. 

And that just won't do. 

Kaiba backs his head away, letting the blonde almost chase after him. And continues to hold his jaw, forcing whatever Wheeler says to come out like muffled grunts. 

“You’re barking too loud, Wheeler, you want everyone to hear those slutty little noises you’re making?” Kaiba grins becomes almost maniacal when he feels the blonde's dick jump on his lap at the thought.

“I know how it is Wheeler, you’re just a whiny little puppy that wants attention don't you? Hm? You want everyone to come in and see you begging for my dick? I’m sure you've wanted that for a long time, wanting all your friends to see you on all fours begging. Thats ok,  Wheeler- I'll think about giving you what you ask, for if you bark loud enough.” The more Kaiba speaks, the redder and choked up the blonde gets. Hiccuping and trying to say something. The last part has him nearly wilting when the CEO grips his cheeks a little harder and shakes his head back and forth, cooing at him as if he’s a beloved dog. 

Doesn't matter if Kaiba is drooling for this as much as Joey is.

“It’s sad that I didn’t bring that gag along to get you to shut up, but my fingers will have to do for now. Get them wet pup” Joey chortles and tries to say something witty, but the cold look and the drag of his cock against Kaiba's thigh is enough for him to reluctantly open wide. 

He looks pretty like this. Kaiba thinks as Joey takes in two long digits. He immediately shoves them to the back of the blonde's throat making him gag and sputter indignant, tears brushing his pleading blue eyes as he looks up to Kaiba. The CEO can't help but grin when he  grabs the pup's hips again, pressing down harder and rocking him in slow measured thrust against his thigh. Never taking his eyes off of him, giving little to the imagination of what it would feel like if Joey was under him. And he will be, if Kaiba has anything to say about it. 

Joey was practically drooling all over his fingers,his tongue licking up and down and its so wet- dripping from his chin along his chest. Fuck he looks good like this. Eyes peering blurrily up and blinking slowly. A show of unmatched devotion.  The blondes moans were absolutely driving him batshit insane. He’s going to be seeing those eyes in his dreams for weeks. Its so uncharacteristic of Joey's general personality that it has the brunettes cock absolutely leaking. How embarrassing. 

Kaiba thinks that they have had clothes on long enough. 

He takes his three fingers out with a slick sound that makes Kaiba grin and Wheeler blush even out past his neck. The thought passes of how he still has any blood left in his face when his dick was straining so hard in his pants. They looked quite uncomfortable. Good thing Kaiba took good care of his things. 

“Lay down” He gestures to the couch. A defiant look flashes through Joey's face and Kaiba sighs before he grabs the blonde by the nape of his hair and shoves him to his knees. Pushing him halfway on the couch, face pressing into the cushions while his knees scraped the floor. 

“I don't like when mutts don't listen. You do as I say because that's what you wanted right?” Joey stays silent, but that doesnt give Kaiba the satisfaction he needs. so he yanks him back up, shuddering a tad when he hears a desperate moan fall from Wheeler's lips. 

“Right? Say it mutt, or I’ll be the only one coming. The only thing you’ll be doing is licking up my wasted cum.” That seems to kick him into gear because he’s moaning and rutting muffled affirmations to him. Cracked vowels are lost when Kaiba shoves his face into the cushions again. 

“I knew you could be a good little slutty pup, you just need a firm hand?” Kaiba coos,bending over to whisper in his ear- making sure his tone makes his cute blonde feel as humiliated as possible. It only shocks him a little when Joey just whines even louder and brushes his ass teasingly back and forth on Kaiba's cock. Making him shove his hips back just to keep his excited pup still. 

Kaiba won't admit it, but that little show of submission and acceptance has him close enough to come. This sexual tension was built on for years, he would never have thought Wheeler would finally break down and let the CEO have him completely. 

The very thought of owning Joey, collar and all, snaps something inside of Kaiba and he’s letting go of Joey's hips and hurriedly shoving his tight pants down, putting the blonde's ass on display. Cant help but add a few spanks, watching greedily as his cheeks grow as red as the blondes face. Hunger spikes through Kaiba's stomach thinking about how beautiful his pup would look marked up. And he tells him exactly that. Only to be surprised yet again when Joey pushes back with a delicious wiggle and lets out a keen Kaiba never thought he would hear. 

“Next time, if you're a good little pupslut then maybe i’ll consider giving you a spank for good behavior.'' He wants to so badly, but the glance at the watch tells him that he doesn't have long before the others come searching for Joey after the finished match. 

Kaiba reaches inside his coat and retrieves the lube he knows he’s had, thinking that this moment could happen anytime and Kaiba was always prepared. So wishful thinking did in fact work.

Joey gives an indignant squawk when he feels cool wetness press into his hole.

“Where the hell did you get lube - hah fuck- what are you some kind of perve-'' He cuts himself off with a choked off moan when two of Kaiba's fingers enter him roughly. Kaiba's continuous bemusement is not thwarted in the slightest when they go in smoothly. 

“You touched your cute little puppyhole today? Did you think of me? Knew you were gonna see me later today and just couldn't help yourself could you Wheeler. You do this every time you see me? Hope I'll get mad enough and take you where you stand?” Joey whimpered as the brunette curled his fingers and pounded his prostate, dragging along with every word he uttered. The blonde outright moaned and clenched when Kaiba hooked his fingers grinding into the little button, hiccuping barely there words into his hands.. 

“You’re so talkative and now when I ask you questions you suddenly can't speak. Where's that bratty mouth gone huh, answer me” It doesn’t help Joey at all when Kaiba adds another finger, his face becoming scarlet as the squelching of his hole gets louder. 

“I- fuck- I, Im-” Joey can barely choke out words and Kaiba silences him, raising his hips up higher, at an angle that he knows will have the blonde screaming. 

“Wheeler, you're making me consider getting a pet, you wanna be my puppy huh? You wanna be a good boy for me?” Kaiba knows he’s got him for good when he leans closer to the pup's neck and groans in his ear. 

“You know what you have to do, mutt. Beg. Beg and you’ll get that treat you've been slobbering over for years'' He slides his fingers out with a wet squelch and he shushes Joey’s embarrassed cry at the noise. Kaiba knows he wants to hear him as clear as day, the CEO will come to this for weeks. 

It certainly doesn't help when Joey looks at him like he’s hung the moon. Teary eyes and red lips look back at him, breath hitching from exertion. He seems to be thinking about what he says, closing his eyes and yelping when Kaiba smacks his ass, knowing he wants him to look at the brunette when he pleads. 

“Please- Kai- Sir uh Master I- Please!” He huffs in irritation, shoving his face into the couch cushions before trying again. 

“Please Master, Ive been a good boy, please f-fuck me” Just hearing the blonde begging has Kaiba turning him around on his back and unto the floor. 

He’s been wanting that look from Wheeler for so long. And god those sounds he makes when Kaiba opens his pants and lets his cock out. Tip red and straining. Twitching at the thought of having Joey finally underneath him. Where he belonged. 

“Wait- No!! Kaiba, that things monstrous!! I'm not having that thing inside-” A hand clamps down on Joey's throat catching the last of the blondes sentence. Squeezing firmly enough to let the pup know who’s in charge, Kaiba just hums and brushes his nose against his ear. 

“My hand looks better than any  collar I've ever thought about giving you” Joey's eyes flutter at the realization that Kaiba has thought about this as much as he has. 

Assuming that he’s placated Joey for now, he brings his hips back and grabs the base of his cock angling it into the pup's wet hole, hissing at the slight pain. He had neglected himself too long. 

He huffs out a breath when the head breaches the pink rim and decides to push past it, knowing that if he was to savor it he would come and the fun would be over. 

Joey lets out a long whine as he feels Kaiba sheaths his way inside him. Lips parting wide in a choked off moan, his body spasming and cock jerking with pleasure as Kaiba bears down deep, his head rubbing immediately against the blonde's prostate. God he was so big, and he hates that because of course he is. 

“Come on pup breathe, youre taking my cock whether you like it or not so i'd suggest you do something to help yourself.” Kaiba does a tentative thrust, grinning when Joey turns his head to the side. 

Its cute that he’s pouting. 

“I know how bad you’re craving it, just give in like you’ve always wanted.” The low whisper traces alongside his ear sending a shiver down Joey's spine, making his hole clench down on Kaiba's deliciously. 

Every thrust has Kaiba experimentally going deeper and pushing just a little more, breaking down Joey’s walls. The blonde has to grit his teeth as he feels his mind blanking out, heat blooms at the pit of his stomach. Kaiba with his sadistic intuition, grazes his hand past his pretty pink cock and pressing down on the blondes lower stomach. Making Joey howl at the sensation of him feeling so full. He tried moving away with cries and pleading, but the CEO just growls and grabs his hips, shoving him roughly back down on his dick in revenge. Knowing that at this point if anyone was to walk past the room, everyone would know what they were doing. 

“You’re moving so much, maybe I should put a leash on you next time?” Twisting the blonde's nipples as he tilts the blondes hips higher and bringing his leg over his shoulder, it makes him shriek and Kaiba has to clap his hand over his mouth in glee. Doesnt stop him from fucking him even harder, wet slaps echoing harshly through the room as he takes his yapping puppy apart. 

“You wanna come home with me you little mutt? Want your master to feed his come into your greedy hole?” Joey shakes his head vigorously, closing his eyes as his face is further tucked into Kaiba's shirt. Caressing the blondes head as Kaiba slows down and buries himself to the hilt. Mumbles of faint “Kaiba’s” are the only thing heard in the empty room. 

Fuck Kaiba thinks he could do this forever. 

The way that Joey is gripping his white coat like a lifeline, muscled legs holding onto Kaiba's waist, barely moving- afraid the brunettes cock will slip out and it will all be over.

It makes the CEO  oddly possessive. To have his feelings returned tenfold and have Joey a whimpering mess feels like more victory than when his father died. He doesnt plan on this achievement leaving anytime soon. Joey is Kaibas’ now. 

Grinding their hips in slow circular motion, he’s overjoyed when he sees big crocodile tears start to fall on his pup's face. He keeps the torturous pace until Joey is sobbing in pleasure into his hand as he comes hard. The blonde starts to hit Kaiba's chest when he still continues to rock into him, slow and insistent, matching the rhythm exactly when he grabs Joey’s cock- until he is coming again. Screaming into Kaibas hand, spit and tears soaking every piece of skin between them. Cock twitching as it dribbles out onto Kaiba's infamous white coat. 

“K-kaiba please i-i want, fuck i want it please- I need it inside” 

He’s begging Kaiba to come inside him and this just makes Kaiba coo and grin again as he pulls out and lifts his shirt up and comes all over Joey's hiccuping chest. Grinning cheekily when he hears Joey’s whine in dismay as he smears it in, smoothing it all over his nipples and brings his hands up, gripping the blondes neck again. 

“Now, you know who you belong to mutt”

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Jail Break (Father x Reader)

raffle prize for @jezy ! i hope you like this! this was my first time writing a fic that was more action and stealth based so hopefully i didnt totally fail in that area!! prompt: you bust a sick benedict out of the arctic base after he fails one of his plans notes: reader is gn, reader is not a villain theyre a normal person, toiletnator cameo, i forgot a lot of the arctic base stuff so im going off of memory because i have no current access to knd episodes </3 word count: 2262 cws: none

You couldn’t believe you were doing this… and doing it alone, at that! What were you thinking? Exactly, you weren’t! You knew there were people more capable of jailbreaking Benedict from his cell in the arctic base, but your own worry had consumed you; you acted as quickly as possible without truly making a plan. 

And now here you were, peeking around the corner of a wall, your free hand gripping a heavy bag filled with any tool and gadget you could get your hands on from your partner’s mansion. You didn’t even know what half of them did, for all you knew at least one of them could be a plain pen… one did look like one, but upon trying to write with it you found it was in fact a laser of sorts. 

You suck in a breath and hug the wall as a child walks right past you, not taking a second to glance at you as you huddled against a vending machine.

 A few seconds pass, and you finally bring yourself back to your feet and return to your position at the corner. A line of cells, some empty and others containing an adult that had been captured. You recognized some of the ones who were gripping the bars and muttering words you couldn’t hear. 

Two operatives sat at a table next to the nearest cell, playing a card game. You needed to get past them without giving yourself away. 

Your hand grips the straps of the bag you carried, before pulling it open… nothing seemed to be a good idea- you didn’t want to actually fight them… they were children, afterall… Your teeth grind together for a moment. 

You look at the vending machine and feel your pockets for dollars. Kids like junk food, right?

Hastily shoving the bills into the machine and scooping up the bags you could afford you stand for a moment. You still can’t just walk up towards them and offer them… so you do the first thing that comes to mind and chuck them to one of the side hallways further down the one you were looking down. The bags slam and crunch from the impact, and you can hear them slide and bounce off the floor. 

In an instant the operatives are getting up from their seats to check out the noise- and you take this as your chance to rush down the hallway as fast as possible. You hear one of them comment on the snack choice, seemingly more than pleased to find free food. 

The first cell you reach is empty, and the second contains… You frown as you lock eyes with a pair of bright blue ones. Before Toiletnator can even get a (rather loud) word out, you silence him. 

“Lou-” You hiss through clenched teeth as you instinctively grab his face through the bars and squish it. He stares back wide eyed as you loosen your grasp. “Is Be- Is Father here?” You whisper. Toiletnator pulls his face away from the bars and his brows knit together. “He is-” He gasps. “Are you here to bust us out?” 

“Where is he?”

He doesn’t seem at all phased or dampened by you ignoring his question. He slips a long arm through the bars and points further down the hall. “I think he’s waaaaaaaaaaaay towards the end- hey-!” You hear him call after you as you speed walk to where he pointed. Lou was right, Benedict was in the second to last cell on this side of the hallway. 

You knock your knuckle against the bars and almost instantly regret it with a hiss. “Benedict-” You whisper, unable to finish your sentence before Benedict lets out one of the loudest sneezes you’ve ever heard come from a human being. Your own throat hurts just by hearing it and seeing how it tore through his curled form.

A frown contorts across your face. “Benedict I’m here to get you home,” You rattle the bar with one hand and dive your free one into the bag. There has to be something you can use to get through the bars…

Did this place have alarms? 

The thought only just now crossed your mind, but nothing seemed to have gone off… yet…

There had to be something…

“Why are you here?” Benedict wheezed, his words far less forced and strained than they usually are- at least not in the way they were normally. He sounded… exhausted, as if every word took a special kind of will to force out. He pushed himself into a sitting position as drooped yellow eyes stared right at you. He was still shrouded in shadow, but even against the dim lighting you can tell how bad he looked.

“I’m getting you out of here and taking you home,” You repeat yourself.

“That’s not…” But he sneezed before he could finish and groaned as he dug his knuckles into his temples. You make a mental note to make some soup when you return home. 

If you return home.

You stare at him, sudden annoyance bubbling up inside of you. He was already ill before he went off to invade this base, even if it was a simple fever… and he still went anyway, and got caught. You bite back your tongue for now, scolding him wasn’t going to empty his cell.

You pull out various tools and put them to the bars- nothing seemed to be able to get the job done. 

Eyes dart to the hallway to make sure the operatives haven’t returned to their posts, and so far it doesn’t seem like it. Toiletnator seemed to have gotten his head stuck between the bars, presumably trying to keep an eye on what you were doing. It didn’t look like he noticed yet. 

You pull out another gadget… the pen. You stare intently at it, twirling it around in your hands; careful not to click it on and burning yourself. Tapping your nail against it, you figure it was worth a shot… when you tried it it seemed stupidly powerful given how small it was.

“Stay where you are,” You mutter, but Benedict had made no move to get closer to you. 

Clicking the pen, you let the red laser dig into the bars- and to your shock and surprise, it actually began to cut through. Cleanly, mind you. You’d ask Benedict why he had this specific object while making him soup.

You grip the bar before it can fall to the ground, and shuffle it next to you. You repeat the process until there was a big enough gap for Benedict to fit through- which… admittedly, it didn't take long at all. You pocket the pen, and lean into the cell. 

Squinting, you frown as you watch Benedict shamble over towards you. You gently take his hands- warm and clammy- into yours and help pull him through the bars. The shadows engulfing him feel… different. Almost sludgy, but still solid. He shuffles next to you as you keep a hand wrapped around his side, and one of his arms slung around your shoulder.

“Come on… if we hurry…” You mutter as you pass by Toiletnator who begins going off on where you’re going- aren’t you going to bust him out too? What about him-

You only offer a soft apology to him as you practically dragged Benedict across the floor, each step leaving him weaker than he was before.

“I told you going was a terrible idea,” You say through clenched teeth. His breathing hitches as he prepares to say something in response, but you’re both silenced as the operatives round the corner and lock eyes with you.

It’s a horribly long pause, with the four of you locking onto each other. You catch Benedict trying to summon some fire, only for sparks to slip between his fingertips. That was enough to break the trance, the silence erupting into shouts. 

You nearly hiss a swear but swallow it before it can slip out- these are children after all. 

You begin to make a break for it, nearly dragging Benedict across the floor as his legs begin to crumble under him. “Hey- HEY-!” He tried to roar but it only came out in a rasped voice- vocal cords gone raw from his sickness. You tug him closer as finally, the base’s alarms pierce through the air. Something flies past your head, you whip your head around to see the two operatives from before aiming a gun full of gumballs at you. 

Your feet bump into each other, nearly taking you down to the floor. Benedict yelps as the arm wrapped around your shoulder tenses against you.

You glance at him. He’s far too ill to keep up with you- not that you were an athlete… but you didn’t want all of this effort to go to waste. You snake an arm behind his legs and tug him off of the ground- at least he won’t be dragging anymore. 

It was all adrenaline, you were sure- but there wasn’t any time to answer Benedict’s yammering as his fingers scrambled around and into your shoulders to try to anchor him to you. He rested his head against yours, covering his eyes as a dull groan escaped him. The movement could not be good for him. Hopefully, he wouldn’t throw up on you. 

You zip through hallways and mumble faint apologies as you dive and push through confused operatives trying to locate the problem- a few times you narrowly avoid getting tackled to the ground. Multiple times you nearly twisted your ankle trying to weave around the chaos.

Finally, you managed to burst through the exit and make a mad dash for the vehicle you used to make the trip. Blasts go off behind you as they try to take you down, but out of sheer luck you clamber inside and slam everything on, and rise into the air. Faint dings are the only thing cutting through your panting, but even that fades as you get too high in the air. You set the vehicle on autopilot- silently thanking whoever added that feature as you punched in where you needed to go…you didn’t know how to drive an aircraft, much less one masquerading as an ice cream truck.

You turn in the driver’s seat and shoot a soft glare at Benedict as he cradles his head in his hands in the passenger’s seat. Your eyes soften.

Not now. You’ll get onto him later. 

You relax into the seat and look into the rear view mirror. The arctic base continues to get smaller and smaller as each second passes. You can see operatives scrambling around on the ground in the remains of the chaos, they look like ants. 

A sigh you didn’t know you were holding finally releases itself. Finally, Benedict brings his head up to look at you. His shadow drips off of him like ooze, paled skin peeked through holes. You lean over and fiddle with the lever on the side of the seat. 

“These should be able to recline backwards, right?” You ask, mostly speaking to yourself as you pull it, and slowly lower Benedict into a mostly laying down position. He groaned with each soft jolt as he was lowered further. You mutter an apology each time. 

“There… that’s better than sitting up…” You pull your hands back into yourself. His yellow eyes are fixated on your face, though they looked glazed over. His teeth clicked and chattered every few seconds. 

You want to say something, to get onto him for being so reckless. So careless, but he looks so defeated by his own body. You bite your tongue as you fumble with your coat… you ignore the mustard stains- no doubt from the weapons the operatives used on you. You place it clean side down on him. You crank up the heat, ignoring any thought that you may be melting the ice cream stored in the truck. 

You face forward, and drum your fingers on your thighs. 

“I should have listened to you,” Benedict croaked.

You glance at him out of the corner of your eye but don’t offer a response.

“I’m sorry,” He added when you didn’t immediately acknowledge him. 

You suck in a breath through your teeth, and dig your knuckles into yourself. “It’s…” 

It wasn’t okay. You may have both escaped but what if you hadn’t?

You stop yourself and puff out your cheeks as you try to think of something to say. 

“It’s not okay, but we will talk about it when you’re feeling better. I don’t want to have this conversation right now while you’re in this state- it feels unfair to keep you from resting,” You say firmly. He doesn’t argue with you.

“You’re staying home until you’re better, too. No evil villain nonsense.” You add. He opens his mouth to speak but the glare you give him has him snapping his jaws shut. 

“Of course, of course,” He mumbles, all the fight sucked out of him thanks to the sickness. He’s not as stubborn when he’s ill, at least you have that to be thankful for. 

The rest of the ride home is spent in near silence; only being broken by Benedict’s coughs and sneezes as he drifts into an uneasy sleep. 

You reach over to him and run your fingers through his hair, now exposed from his shadow. It was unkempt. You make a third mental note to draw him a bath once he’s well enough to clean himself.

[abombihoney]

my thoughts as I read the new (6 months old) chapter of ethnoentomology bc i said would live blog it and this is least annoying way i can do so.

Hornet really just fucking pulled a gun out im like 1 minute fucking in jesus girl.

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ooooooooh my fucking god he's literally a sopping wet little meow meow. i WILL be coming back 2 this.

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what this fucking pronoun fuckery i need to reread this shit im onto something. i need to add all my annotations together. i need a conspiracy board. i need to make a chart with color coded lines

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I wish Hallownest’s official language was anything other than “cryptic riddles.”

me too dude the fuck.

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CHANCE BEING EMOTIONALLY INTELLIGENT???? telling lurien he isn't at fault for the radiance's actions

however... how could he think anything else really. he is all for blaming the radiance for everything.

i'm feeling a delicious mix of "can i even trust my own thoughts" mixed with Chance trying to separate what was him versus what was other.

What happens when (if) he manages to separate what actions were wholly him with no outside influence? What will he regret? What will he desperately try to justify?

How would he even determine what is him and what is the influence of the radiance? He has no memory of past actions to compare against. He can't necessarily even trust the memories he does have, they're full of hallucinations, gaps in memory where he doesn't know what he did. If it was "him" that did it. AAAAAAAAAAAUGH

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is chance checking out of reality a lot rn or am i looking too deep. there seems to be a lot of "jump cuts"

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back 2 valleri. info dump for me lurien i only read a handful of chapters of midnight rider.

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 "I couldn’t tell you how many times she would’ve been jailed or worse"

wait wasnt she jailed tho. didnt she like. immediately punch pk in the face or am i misremembering. does lurien not know this. i feel like he should be told this information somehow bc like. i feel like it would give him a heart attack.

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VALLERI LEFT SOMETHING FOR CHANCE???? THE PLOT THICKENS HELLO???

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why is chance so gay he is SO focused on lurien all the time jesus christ man. i feel like i keep getting trapped in one of them slow burn fics where they keep almost kissing.

FUCKIGN 2 SECONDS LATER:

Having grabbed something from a small drawer in the table behind Chance, Lurien settled back, (disappointingly) further away from him.

chance ur down bad. this is going to blow up in his face spectacularly somehow. good 2 know i wasnt imagining the horny descriptions of lurien from last chapt.

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new theory: valleri is a time-traveling post-transition chance. source: my other theory that valleri and chance are closely related. similar temperament and appearance. both from california or w/e.

wait i think i remember valleri have future seeing powers. i refuse to finish reading midnight rider until ethno is done tho so i'm keeping my theory

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Chance reflexively rejected this information before he could begin processing its implications.

side effects of having magic powered by belief: may decide to just ignore things bc if u believe it you make it true. denial is a powerful drug

wait. hmmmmm.

did the radiance take chance's memories? or did chance want to forget? like could also totes be the cool magical barrier that wipes ur memories to prevent the radiance from escaping the corpse of hallownest. but now i am thinking of all the fucked up implications of something so horrible (by a teenagers standards) that chance wanted to forget everything.

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TUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSK MY BABY TUSK POV TUSK POV TUSK POV

oh no the baby is injured.

They needed to find Chance. He would heal them, like always—

ur honor they love each so much!!!!!!!!! might be becoming a lil codependent but ITS FINE

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checks out that hornet was a vicious little child lmao

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“For Hallownest, there is no cost too great. That is what I told Him.”

OH SHIT

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oh fuck yeah i fucking love use of game mechanics in stories for problem solving. go little guy go!

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HEY WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK

Like life’s just a script and she’s waiting for her cue.

OH? paralleling what lurien said about PK. INTRIGUING.

(fucked up evil theory: The parallels between PK and Valleri that are being drawn here... from what I understand Valleri became INCREDIBLY close and attached to hallownest. What if Chance is Valleri's hollow knight?)

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The White Palace was destroyed. But so was the Watcher’s Spire, and Chance could put that back.

my sweet child, you are going to fucking kill chance

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Too cowardly to confront her own cowardice.

ruh roh raggy. hornet's going to have to contend with the fact that she has killed her own siblings in cold blood eventually. possibly soon

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fuck yeah i love worldbuilding. tell me more about how the fictional bug city built in a wet cave functioned and how the class divide determined transportation methods.

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*slaps chance* this baby can fit so much PTSD in it

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this is spelling euphoria isn't it.

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hey wait doesn't chance have boat trauma??? didn't he see a corpse under a boat in the last chapter of act 1???

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something bad is going to happen. we're building so much suspense.

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"Chance"

??????? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON NOW???????

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 draped half overboard like a dirty wet rag

chance's natural state really.

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something in their Void was churning

This happens directly after Chance has his little episode with the boat. Are Chance and Tusk connected by the void? Didn't something similar happen in the last chapter??

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Hornet i love u. She's so spiderman coded.

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—Tusk whacked the switch to the elevator and went up and away. “Wh—Vessel! Hold on!”

see u idiot

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Ah Lemm, the confidence of a man who is very very wrong. he'd shit his pants if he saw all the human shit in the junkyard lmao.

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Several photos were attached to the line and dangled from ceiling to floor. Dozens of lines around the room like party streamers, a hundred little memories swaying gently in the dust.

megamind ass organization system

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burned painting frame.... coating the room in ash.. im sure this holds no significance whatsoever and won't come up again.

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Tusk has so much youngest sibling energy lmao

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uh oh hornet. ur getting attached.

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this is to hornet also, isnt it?

WAHT THE FUCK

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oh okay they are connected. poor tusk and chance. they r gonna become a feedback loop up fucked up huh

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wait does chance not know shes the princess. lmao

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aww hug fest JEREMY REAL??? or is hornet infected too hello????

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IM GOING FERAL VALLERIS SEEING SO MANY THINGS AT ONCE AND REACTING TO ALL OF THEM HELLO?????

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oh my god i feel like ive been punched seventeen times in a row. i have so much hype i need to run a marathon. im fucking spinning in circles im filled with unrestrained summer fun oh my god im supposed to sleep soon i dont know if i can manage stop thinking long enough to do that holy shit

[schwarzenadler13]

sooo i'm on a dwk brainrot and despite having a fic started since 2014 that i should really finish...my brain has just come up with something else and i just need to get it out so i don't forget

soo what's the deal with horizon and the silberlichten? like??

i once read a post that went like "we have to pretend horizon is a normal girl that on holidays she just goes destroying teams as a hobby" or something like that; found it:

i agree, in my other fic she's just kinda a nature spirit/fey/witch/whatever in that line that's having fun in her own wicked way

like that dwk4 doesnt end with "oh, you chose love over revenge, i now love you uwu"

but more like "can't a nonhuman girl just have hobbies? even if those hobbies are destroying teams/relationships and getting a boy harem? why do humans have to ruin things?"

sooo she's now vengeful and slightly psycho against dwk (mainly the brothers)

*cue time travel and magic shenanigans and a bit of attempted murder*

(oh, and marlon as a hostage pissing her off)

but well, that wasn't the fic i was planning to talk about (maybe another day)

in this one, she's indeed a normal girl but the silberlichten are just minions of a greater evil, which i haven't really elaborated on and temporarily named them schattensucher

(yeah, they're not the vampires from dwk5 or maybe they are, just that they're not vampires, but something else entirely, more evil and less tragic)

sooo we're already on the weird/bizarre part of the timeline which involves magic, so fantasy route it is

the schattensucher want to unearth donnerschlag, which in the books is described as the stadium of all stadiums

so why not a magic stadium? it probably has some kind of hidden power they want or something (sorry, still working on the lore)

now donnerschlag just opens through a combination of four powers which are handed to four football teams by the football deities? could that even be a thing?

one was horizon's old team and she herself handed it to them

the second were the wolves and horizon just got it through engineering the erik/jaromir drama (this required trial and error which may explain the silberlichten)

third are dwk (which is why horizon pops up in ragnarok) and the last are the biester but horizon doesn't know that

she just knows, through ✨magic sense or whatever✨, that dwk have faced them so she wants to extract that info out of them

horizon's original plan is just repeating what she did to erik/jaromir with leon/marlon but she starts having her doubts about that working early on

first of all, there's the canon divergence of leonessa being broken up because this is fabi/leon

i even doubt they would come back together after dwk3, nessie isn't blind

that means we get a less dramatic dwk4 (is it even possible given it's so intertwined with the romantic drama?)

(the wessel brothers go beyond the mist either way)

anyway, horizon can't go the freya angle on them, leon only wants to defeat her and isn't thinking about anything else(?)

and while she can definitely charm and manipulate marlon, it's not a foolproof plan

(i like the perspective of magic being involved in this because marlon being about to betray everything due to crushing on a hot girl is not one of my favourite things)

(like sorry, i'd like to think he's smarter than that, he seems to be smarter than that)

(so horizon going slightly daughter of aphrodite on him makes sense)

sooo she decides to kill two birds with one stone and gathers all the magic she can

(i believe the forest beyond the mist is also kinda a magical weird place outside of space and time)

soo there's the lake scene where horizon confirms she won't be able to pull the same drama with them as leon isn't interested

then she changes route: she manipulates the lake as a portal and puts a tracking spell on leon, then manages to get him swallowed up by the water until he's gone

(and with this, this is like the...3rd? time horizon attempts to murder leon in both fics...yeah, the little shit is very much a favorite of mine lol)

(although it's not like she does this attempted drowning in order to kill him...unlike in the other fic)

meanwhile in hamm, the biester + fabi are just enjoying summer on the lake

that is until one of the girls goes "FABI! COME HERE!" and fabi just hasn't heard them as panicked ever so he's very concerned

he immediately panics as soon as he arrives because the girls are taking out a body out of the water, a body he knows

(i haven't scientifically nor medically proofed this so excuse me if this doesn't make sense)

and well, fabi may very well have had phases of frustration/dislike towards leon that led him to desire seeing him defeated and humiliated

but he has never wished for him to drop dead so he panickedly tries to wake him up

"if he has drowned, we should attempt mouth-to-mouth resuscitation" *all biester look at fabi to do it*

(he would curse them if the situation wasn't so dire)

he does, leon coughs but doesn't wake up but at least they know he's alive and take him to the quarry

and well, this is just part 1 because it has just gotten too long all of a sudden 😭 i'll continue soon

pd: i may not really remember fabi's whole outfit from dwk3, but in the fic i can only picture him wearing half-skirts in ateez hongjoong's fashion :D

[steddieficfind]

There was a fic I had been reading last year and then lost the tab before I could ever finish. I kind of remember it being long or long-ish but not if it was chaptered or not. I really think it was still a WIP at the time? But I could be wrong and it have been completed instead. I want to say it was on ao3 but it could have been tumblr (would explain losing it), but definitely not a twt thread. I can't remember the rating at all but I don't remember anything "happening" between Steddie during what parts I did get to read.

The only things I can remember in any kind of detail (bear with me here, this isn't gonna make sense until it does 😂) was that Eddie and Chrissy dated in highschool, the relationship itself wasn't necessarily GOOD for either of them but they loved each other a lot, Chrissy started dressing more like Eddie and liking his interests and they spent ALL their time together, she moved in with him and Wayne and I think Wayne didn't approve of how fast they moved or how serious they were or something, I want to say Eddie quit school to get a job to support them? Chrissy had some mental health issues throughout the relationship also, and she really wanted a baby (I think because she felt like that's what would save their relationship?) But eddie was too scared to turn out like his own dad. I think I remember something about him looking at himself in the mirror and spiraling about how he wasn't gonna be a good dad because he didnt have a good example growing up of how to be one or something. So he turned her down for a while, but she ended up ?convincing? him I think? Because he knew she wanted it so bad and to try to make her happy. They do get pregnant but maybe something happens? Chrissy ends up having an extremely depressive episode. She may have died maybe???? I cant remember what happens to her. All the stuff Eddie went through really made me feel for him, it was very sad to me.

But the POINT was lol Everything he had went through in his relationship with Chrissy effects how Eddie is with Steve, like he was really guarded or cautious? And i don't think Eddie knew he liked guys yet? Like Steve was more open to the idea than Eddie was for a while, I think.

I don't believe Steddie were together yet, or maybe had JUST barely gotten together when I lost the fic. I want to say the last scene I read was something about them being in the woods or outside walking or something (maybe the group was planning a mission?) and I think lightly flirting with each other. Or like, being pretty shy with each other during conversation or something. I could have that bit mixed up with another fic but I dont think I do.

Lately this has been REALLY itching my brain HARD to know how the boys ended up in this plot, so my whole entire kingdom for anyone who might know this even though I have practically no Steddie details at all 😂

Request 1047! Send us an ask if you recognize this fic!

[imtheiliad]

YOU WERE LIGHTING FLARES [1.3K | alternate universe| bmtb fic] {ao3}

a/n: she's hereee everybody!! i know we are generally losing our collective shit over promo and cast content-- but let me take you to another universe for just a moment. for @buddieau i know thigs didnt go as planned really, but without signing up for this i wouldnt have finished this and i love you both so much <3 both titles are from waking up slow by gabrielle aplin. this will be about 7 chapters i believe, all about this length each capturing a different moment in their relationship in this universe. enjoy <3

CHAPTER ONE: I COULD BE YOUR FRIEND Buck wasn’t one to often get deeply invested in their patients. He would connect with them deeply, leaving him emotionally wrought, but not in a way that was investment. 

Bobby had told him that their jobs stopped at the glass doors. Athena chewing him out. But it just had been something about how tiny the baby had been. Is. He had cradled her all the way to the hospital, feeling some sort of kindred spirit in her. 

He understands why they don’t go past the glass doors. He really does. There’s just something aching. 

“You know, I  have a friend up in the NICU. I could ask him about her?” Maddie offers over the takeout containers that Buck brought to the hospital with him after his shift. 

Buck just shrugs as he sips his coffee, “I don’t know Mads, Bobby made it pretty clear-“ 

“Well, what if you were to happen to be here, and happen on the floor… it’s 4 by the way," she smiles as her pager beeps and she takes a last gulp of coffee before taking off back to the ED, calling “See ya at home Ev!” Before she’s gone. And Buck is alone in the nurse break room. He pushes his last few bites of breakfast around in the container before eating them and throwing everything away and leaving the room, weighing the idea in his head. 

He stands in front of the bank of elevators trying to decide if he wants to go up or down. With a rush he pushes the up button before he can change his mind for a tenth time. 

He carefully follows the arrows and signs pointing him toward the NICU. He feels far too big and clumsy to be in this wing. Where fragile beings are just learning what it’s like to be in the world. Surrounded by such innocence. He didn’t quite fit in with his raucous and reckless life. 

He's finally standing in front of the window, carefully looking to see if he can see her. 

His eyes land on her in the incubator, and she seems even tinier than he remembers, even though it was only a few hours ago really. An eternity, and twice her lifetime for her and a blink of an eye for him. she has a hat now which settles something within the aching, but the myriad of wires and tubes add a new sense of worry. he’s never felt like this before. 

He just watches her chest rise and fall. Hands shoved in his jeans pockets. He still feels out of place, being six foot two, and all muscle. But there is a part of him that is truly and fully invested in everything about her. Wants to make sure that she finds her people, that she’s happy and loved. That she has someone to love her like Maddie loved him. 

The nurse comes by to check her vitals and Buck watches him closely, knowing the nurse can do his job but wants to see if he can read his expression as he checks her over. He catches Buck watching and after he makes some final notes on her chart, he exits the room and comes face to face with Buck. 

His arms are crossed, the sleeves of his soft gray shirt pushed up his forearms underneath his light purple scrub top. The tiny stethoscope hanging around his neck, a tiny monkey holding tight.

“Are you her father?” he questions, skepticism already lacing every word. 

And Buck nearly jumps out of his skin even though he saw the other man coming and even suspected that he woul be spoken to. That question wasn’t what he expected. The notion of it even, “Oh god no! I- I’m just-“ 

The nurse’s right eyebrow starts expertly climbing his brow as Buck stumbles.  

“I'm um, I'm a firefighter-'' he shucks the left side of his jacket a little to reveal the emblem, “I’m on the team that brought her in yesterday?” Buck tries, “I’m the one who held her all the way here.” 

The nurse softens, “And my sister, she- she’s the one who said it would be okay for me to come by- Maddie, she’s a nurse down in the ED-  I’ll leave if it’s not, I have pretty much gotten what I came for anyway, I am so sorry.” Buck rambles, fidgeting and looking over his shoulder. 

The nurse starts smiling, and Buck had never seen anything like it. 

“You’re Evan!” There’s a sparkle in his eye that could rival stars in rural Montana. 

A blush creeps across his cheeks, “You know Maddie,” he states, ducking his head and digging a toe into the linoleum. 

“I'm Eddie by the way, I'm guessing she’s never mentioned me by name?” 

“No,” he shakes his head, but then snaps his fingers, “but she did mention a NICU nurse friend!” 

Eddie laughs again resting his hands on his hips casually. 

“She’s tried to convince me to let her give me her cute firefighter brother’s number, I don’t know how many times.” 

“You can have it if you want,” Buck blurts, then covers his mouth, “Oh my god I’m sorry.” 

“It's okay.” Eddie runs a hand over the back of his neck, “You can have it. I just- I’m not ready to date yet?” 

“You can call me Buck by the way, Maddie’s the only one that calls me Evan. Well she does and my parents but-“ 

“We don’t talk about the parents,” Eddie says in the same tone that Maddie does and Buck laughs. It all feels like a breath of fresh air after the shift he had. 

It feels like Eddie is waiting for Buck to deny him something because of what he said, but Buck just takes his phone from his back pocket, opens a new contact and holds it out to him. Eddie smiles a little as he carefully takes it and enters the number. 

“Text me so I have yours okay? I gotta get back in there.” 

“I will. Bye!” 

“Bye Evan.” 

He looks into the nursery again just to make sure her chest is still rising and falling steadily and waves at Eddie one more time before rocking on his heels, and smiling like an idiot all the way to the elevators. 

Maddie is barely in the door before Buck launches into a rant, “Maddie how could you not tell me you’re “NICU nurse friend” is possibly the hottest man I  have ever seen but you have also offered him my number, on more than one occasion, unbeknownst to me. You had ulterior motives!” 

“So I see you met Eddie,” she says, dropping her bag on the floor and toeing off her shoes. “He needed it to be on his terms, or at least think it was.” 

“Yeah, he uh mentioned not being ready to date, what’s that all about?” 

“Not my story to tell. but I hear you have his  number so you can ask him yourself.” she just grins and opens the fridge to grab a glass of juice before she crawls into bed. 

Buck is laying in bed staring at the ceiling when his phone buzzes;

From: Eddie 🩺 Hi. 

A blush creeps across his cheeks and he smiles. He quickly schools himself because he just met the man. But there had been something about him that made Buck want to crawl into a warm bubble and live there with him.

To : eddie 🩺

shouldn’t you be sleeping 🤨

From : eddie 🩺

Couldn’t you say the same for yourself?

To: eddie 🩺

Oh no

R u someone that like uses actual grammar while texting

From: Eddie 🩺

Is that an actual question?

To: Eddie 🩺

Uhh yeah

From : Eddie 🩺

Yes. And if only there was punctuation for you to indicate that you were asking me a question…

To: Eddie 🩺

Oh. my. God. 🙄

good night

[lady-sci-fi]

Hi hey hi so

I just finished your Electric Organisms fic series on ao3 and i just wanted to express some sentiments towards your work "^^

1. The fics are so damn good aaa it infected my brain so much i would regularly tell my best friend all about it even though she doesnt watch star trek

2. The fact you dug up unused scenes and scripts and wrote them into fics is so damn cool!! Also may i ask where you found those?

3. Your character writing is so well done, i was so disappointed they didnt explore Geordis personality more in the show. I love that you went into his family background and mental health properly also I honestly love that he just gets to be happy a lot of the time, the show constantly made him suffer for some reason

4. The drawings are such a nice addition to the fics and theyre sooo well drawn <3

5. The way u handled the Fajo&Borg queen assualt implications was so well written. Im still angry the movies and show basically dropped the whole thing and never went into what it would do to datas mental state

6. The romance was so well written i cant- i dont usually read romance but maaan was i invested in this one <333

I swear you basically rewrote the entire series while fixing all the shitty parts and making the good parts *sparkly*

Also just the raw amount of stuff you wrote is crazy impressive!!!!

Unrelated your blog is really cool ive been following for a couple of months or so and it delights me whenever you show up on my dash.

Anyways you're a great writer and artist and i hope my ramble could express that your work is very very appreciated :)

Thanks so much for telling me all this! It does indeed make me feel warm and fuzzy. 🥰

The full series link if anyone else is interested.

While I have written the start and end points for the series, there are still more ideas I'm going to write for it, so stay tuned.

1- That's a huge compliment.

2- It's great to find those little nuggets that were cut out from final script to aired episode for whatever reason. You can read them at Star Trek Minutiae.

3- I like to think I've watched too much TNG to get them too wrong in character 😜. I would've definitely appreciated more Geordi episodes.

4- Thank you. In addition to a fic list, I also have an art list, and DaForge is taking up most of it 😅

5- I'm glad you think so. I don't really blame the show for that, since mostly "one-and-done" episode stuff was the overall structure of shows in that time. A few character things get mentioned or used later, but not everything.

6- The boys deserve a well-written romance 😊It's great to know you think I'm achieving that.

Believe me, I'm also surprised how much I've written for this series since I started it in June 2022. I didn't expect a one-shot fic that came from Brent Spiner saying he much rather would've found Geordi instead of Spot in the Enterprise-D wreck to have led to all this.

It's nice to know you think I'm cool enough to follow on here 😜

Thank you again for saying all this. I'm glad you really like this series.

[sorryimananti-romantic]

Oml i havent been here in a MINUTE, but i just finish reading Cyberpunk and i definitely have to come and say i LOVED it (as i always do lmfao)

But the fact is almost cried, all the elements of it made it feel like a movie.

I don’t know much of the game (droid??) but where did you get the inspo to make such and amazing fic😞 i really liked how the thing keeping droids from being completely robots was the subconscious, which could be tied in with emotions but that wasn’t the main point.

Also, THE MORSE CODE, loved it oml- but about it, jongho learned morse code because he was a droid, but once he became human he still had that in him, like the memory of how to do morse code. + did the mc install some morse code into the droids before hand?

And to add one last thing, the part of the memory block was a shocker, for a split sec i felt like in inception and you were going to pull a “it was all a dream” which im glad you didnt but the detailsss, like how jongho is just still a cutie and easily gets flustered ugh i could keep on going but, to conclude, you never fail to make amazing fics and i shall continue to read them all

YOU WON'T BELIEVE THIS BUT I WAS THINKING ABOUT YOU LAST NIGHT HELLO???

glad to know you liked cyberpunk i will never stop complaining about how much i struggled writing it lmao but the fact that it felt like a movie and almost made you cry means i did a good job hehe

bruh i have literally zero droid knowledge all i know is that well they're machines that work like humans and i literally had zero inspo just the title 'cyberpunk' and i knew cyberpunk had to be a droid/futuristic fic. and bc i have zero knowledge and this is fiction, i just made my own rules (like i always do ahaha)

oh the morse code. i don't remember if i mentioned it in the fic but jongho and reader used to communicate by tapping morse code on the skin before he got turned into a droid (if i didn't mention it, oops). with the droids, tho, they would be able to speak multiple languages/code since well, they're machines. it's installed in their hardware in the chip.

the idea that i had was when the reader was acting cautious around droid jongho but tapping the morse code onto his skin, keeping the msg short and simple like 'no' or 'don't', the droid wouldn't be able to figure out what she meant and why she was doing it. but since jongho the human would remember how this was their little secret communication way and would understand the depth of reader's msg, he would know what to do and act accordingly (reader took a risk here). that's bc jongho has his subconscious, if that makes sense.

AHAHAHA i was this 🤏close to turning cyberpunk into a tragedy or even a sadistic tragedy but ig this worked out better. i do believe subconscious is so imp and that no matter how much humans try to make machines that work and act like humans, they can never replicate the subconscious. and they really shouldn't try 💀

thank you so much for the lovely feedback and the questions, and i missed you! hope you're doing well <3 also now you know that if i ever write a fic titled 'inception', it's very obviously going to be the 'it was all a dream' concept. but with a twist, ofc hehe

[remythologise]

you should definitely catch up on the latest chapters of The Fic because ough so many happenings. and revelations. you didnt even get to the WEDDING NIGHT!! AND you should absolutely rewatch merlin because the added context the fic provides for some scenes is. aaaaaa (dats me yellin). also the posts you would make would entertain me greatly.

i keep thinking about how the bulk of the fic is made of dialogue and most of it is characters HURTING one another with words and talking past each other but then the love shines through and i'm like augh it's worth it. at the end of the day they are simply in love. if only they could understand what only I, the reader, can understand. my blorbos who have a billion things wrong with them. i loooove how "subtly" unreliable arthur's narration is and it made me realise how few fics utilize his POV. sidenote, good god how enamored i have become with george's character (gryff !!!!), can't wait for him to tell his Story

the w. oh god. honestly if I leave it a bit longer and rewatch merlin I could very well reread the whole thing and THEN go back and read the final book at which point the author will surely have updated/finished-(please?) - YEAH I think it's such a remarkable achievement of like. Character and trusting the reader and knowing that the characters are fucking lying especially Merlin. And the use of Arthur's POV to like... YOU the reader are also doubting Merlin and believing him to be good but the way that boy is acting you go through the emotional journey Arthur does about it right there with him because there's just ZERO insight into what the Hell is going on over there - but also you as the reader do have the extra information that like. Well It Is An Arthur/Merlin Fic. And there's so many words of you having to have faith that things will work out. JUST LIKE ARTHUR ABOUT CAMELOT... One of the few fics where I was really there stressed I'd committed like 300,000 words in and it might not all be okay in the end I MEAN I STILL DON'T KNOW REALLY WHERE THE ENDING WILL LAND... Oh my god yeah it's one of those occassions where an expanded-upon canon character absolutely fucking slays obsessed with him. SO GOOD!!! Man I'm so glad you read it so I also can talk about it with you ahhahaha

[lostxmelody]

Hi hi, hope you're having a good day You don't need to respond to this or anything, I just wanted to say thank you for making Life's Reflection. It's become a very important fic to me, and I am very proud of you for finishing it. I know how hard it can be to finish things, especially written projects, so the fact that you stuck it out impresses me Would love to see more stuff from you in the future :D

asker. asker. how could i not reply to such nice words? thank you very much for reading, im glad my words could have meaning to you. im proud of myself too :') i can't believe i made it this far...

i used to always give up on anything i started. i quit art for almost two years even though i had dedicated so much of my life to it in school. didnt draw for the simple purpose of drawing for myself in over four.

with writing, it almost felt like i had an excuse. i was never interested in english class. i didnt take any writing classes outside of what was required in school. so if i wrote something and it was bad, well i just didnt have experience.

but thats the thing. i could tell myself all of that- and for what? i dont feel any better about myself for it. ive read countless fics that deserve to be published in an actual book. words that have so much meaning to me i think about them on a day-to-day basis. these people have an unfathomable level of talent, and yet here they are, posting their work for free. and i get to read it. isn't that incredible?

so it's alright if i can't do that. no writer can ever make something they're 100% happy with. sometimes you get a good idea, and then you throw it all away because you're frustrated. that's okay. pick it up and try again, view it from a different angle. give it another shot because you never know how your words will reach someone else.

and the cool thing about hobbies? you never stop improving. you might hit a rut, start to think you've gotten worse all of sudden, but that's just your expectations for yourself getting higher. it's good to lower them sometimes. tell yourself- hey this doesn't need to be perfect. i'm not super happy with it, but you know what im happy with? the fact that i could even do it in the first place.