#again i know this isnt like NEW or thoughtful i just really agree with everyone on the dash rn

[wellcomeoneileen]

this was a draft that i thought was like too obvious to post but @jacnaylor and @livethrushit have both posted this week on playfulness so it's top of mind -

my fave little personal head canon that i like to nurture is the idea of post-series Justin """Regressing""" in a positive way to some of his S1 antics.

In S1, Justin is playful, silly, tongue in check, in on the joke, fun loving and fun himself. That gets destroyed by the bashing and S2 is now shrouded in self-doubt for him - as a son, artist, friend, lover, and individual. One of the reasons that some of those early S2 Britin scenes shine SO well is partially due to Justin's return to a more carefree and fun-loving form, where both he and Brian can simply enjoy each other. He appears to be the most himself in those scenes.

Then in front-half S3 he's miserable and is employing self-defense via being Serious and a Grown-Up. The back-half of the season he once more seems more himself, and is playful once more. A more mature version of it than in S1, but we yet again are shown this is his truest and happiest self. S4 does the same things - PP arc he was miserable and he coped by being all Serious, and then the Rage movie was fun and he reacted like he was having fun with it. Finally, S5 Justin read to me like he was really going through it internally (i literally cope by pretending he is just having some off-screen demons), and he was crazy Serious the whole time.

So, I think having battled those demons in S5, and having the series long doubt of does Brian REALLY and TRULY love me totally resolved, and having a restored sense of purpose and direction, Justin would be able to have the mental and emotional space to be pretty fucking playful again. Like I think NYC Justin would clearly be more mature than S1 Justin (patient, self-assured, not as needy) but like silly once more, and playing on the "bit" for as long as Brian will let him. I don't envision him as ever going back to turtlenecks or long morose periods again (aside from the dramatic ones). The bashing served to force Justin to grow up, so he could never be that same innocently playful person again, but I do like to think of him joking around and being relatively footloose and fancy free in his fictional ever after!! It's who he is at his CORE it wasn't just his age!!!!

So yeah i know everyone already thinks Justin is playful and Britin worked well partially for that but I really ALSO believe that Justin would have been even MORE of a silly goose in NYC :) and I just wanted to share my dream Justin in his mid 20's :)

[writteninlunarlight-years]

(Hazbin Hotel request) I would like to request headcannons for how Charlie, Alastor, Angel Dust, and Lucifer would be around a friend/partner who is bilingual and likes to sing songs in their native language to themselves/when they are alone (I hope this made sense my English isnt the best)

Charlie (Platonic/German)

You didn't necessarily hide the fact that you spoke a different language; you just didn't flaunt it.

When you were alive, you grew up in a bilingual household, your mother speaking German and your father English.

It was natural that you picked up a few words or two, mainly because your mother only spoke German to you.

The hotel was used to regularly hearing you cuss in German, so it was typical for everyone.

The day Charlie walked by your room and heard you singing in German was a spectacle.

She was so excited to hear the dialect and the articulations you used.

When you finished, she busted into your room and asked you to sing again, rightfully scaring you.

You inevitably agree because she is so adorable when she asks and sing for her once again.

From there, Charlie sits in your room nightly to learn new words and hear you sing.

Alastor (Romantic/French)

You were really reserved about your secondary language. Especially when you met Alastor.

Your parents talked to you in the language plenty, but you were afraid that you would sound robotic and he would judge you.

As time progressed and French accidentally slipped out, Alastor found you attractive; no one else in the hotel knew what he said.

One night at the bar, Alastor slid in next to you while talking to Husk and began speaking to you in perfect French. You did a spit-take and laughed.

When you two started dating, Alastor took it upon himself to teach you how to converse better with a Creole person.

After a long session with him, you returned to your room, singing softly under your breath a song your papa had sung.

Alastor shadows heard your perfect articulations and immediately got Alastor.

He was astonished to hear you singing so fluently as he phased through the shadows in your room behind you.

Once you finished, he immediately asked you for another song scaring you. One kiss and a song later, though, and you were content to share this part of your life with him.

Angel Dust (Platonic/Italian)

You grew up in Italy with your family for a portion of your life, which gave you an understanding of the language.

When you came to the hotel and met Angel Dust, you two became fast friends. He wanted to know what mob bosses from Italy were like.

You would teach him words that he didn't quite know and he would teach you about mob culture in America.

Angels porn star life would strian your friendship just do to his long grueling hours and your desire to help him out of his deal.

After a particularly heated fight between you two due to his boss, you stormed off and went to the bar.

Drinking your glass Husk gave you and thinking about the argument left you blue.

You began to hum a soft tune, eventually ending up entirely singing it.

When Angel calmed down, he felt bad for treating his friend poorly and went to find you.

That was till he heard your song and was immediately enamored.

He wanted you to sing to him every night after work instead of fighting from then on.

Lucifer (Romantic/Spanish)

Spanish was spoken around you from the day you were born. From your family to neighbors, even friends at school. It was natural you learned some of it.

You were always told it was the language of romance, and though you could see why, you also never thought too much about it.

When you met Lucifer and heard your accent, he was immediately curious about you.

He would talk to you for hours to hear your voice and even dream of it later.

When Lucifer finally confessed his feelings for you, the cherry on top was you confessing in Spanish.

Lucifer never asked how much you knew; he took what he could when you spoke.

However, the night he walked into your shared room and heard you singing a song in Spanish, he was whipped.

He begged for hours for you to just sing the same song repeatedly, a big cheesy smile on his face.

[httpsghostie]

i was thinking, soap buying these little mood rings from spiritual shop that just opened by his home! and he brings them to the base, he’s so excited & he literally forces everyone to try them on—you do without hesitation and the only one who seems to have a hard time doing so would be ghost, of course.

eventually he caves in puts the ring. different colors associated with different moods, ie red would be anger, blue would he sadness, yellow would be happiness, green would be illnesses etc. until soap notices that ghost’s ring always seems to turn pink when he’s talking to you, or even just being near you, pink being the color of love.

and soap is so damn cheeky, he’ll purposely wait until it’s just him, ghost, and gaz around to start the teasing, saying stuff like: ‘y’know, i jus’ think it’s funny how your ring always turns pink when you’re a around y/n.’

and ghost is just glaring at him.

THAT IS SO SWEET

also I feel like this isnt my best work Im sorry lol

warnings: pure fluff

Soap was by far the happiest person around the base, and he also happened to be a really close friend of yours. He was a joy to be around, Gaz too, and inevitably you became the trio of chaos. Out of the battlefield, combining the three of you wouldn't build a single sargeant, it's like you shared the same brain cell or something like that — like Ghost once said.

One day, Soap brought some mood rings for everyone in the squad. He thought they could be useful on how you could deal with a person depending on their mood. How silly of him. But you didn't hesitate to put them on, thanking him for it.

He said they would change colors depending on the mood, but that's all the explanation, when Price asked him about what which color represented, he shrugged it off. 

To you, he said yellow was happy and red was anger, and it stopped right there. You would hit him playfully, demanding for him to explain the rest, but that's what you had to deal with.

Ghost was reluctant to put it on. "There's no way that works, Johnny." 

It took you probably a week for him to finally agree on putting the stupid ring — as he called it. The three of you stared, waiting desperately for it to change colors, seemed like eternity until he finally put it on. You waited, and waited, and waited.

No color. 

"See? I told you it doesn't work."

He was going to take it off, but Soap insisted on him keeping it. Reluctantly, he let Johnny win this fight — after all, he said it didn't even work.

And Ghost's ring remained blank until Soap found the two of you talking in the mess hall, approaching you quietly. Ghost was listening to you ranting about Price actively teasing you about your new white hairs due to stress. "I can't do anything about it, it's genetic and it's also stress. Honestly I don't know how you handle this life."

But there was something about him, his body language when you were around, like he could relax when he was with you. You bet Johnny noticed the light pink on the ring Ghost was clumsily trying to hide from you.

Yet he couldn't go out there making assumptions, he had to see it again. You'd taken your ring off for training purposes, but Ghost still had his, and it turned pink again as he saw you executing your moves with perfect precision. 

"Oi, Lt, anything to tell us?" Soap asked once he was alone with Ghost and Gaz, he glared at him, not understanding what he meant.

"Come on, the ring, we all saw it." Gaz said.

"Yes, yours turns pink around y/n." 

"I don't know what that means." 

"Pink is the color of love, ya?" Soap punches his chest playfully. "Ghost is in love with y/n!"

"Shut up, Johnny!"

"You really are, Lt, the ring doesn't lie." Gaz adds to the teasing, making Ghost brush his face. He takes a deep breath and leaves them two behind.

"Whatever."

And later that day, the group chat was filled with subliminal messages.

Not to mention that Soap wouldn't miss an opportunity to tease his Lieutenant.

Ghost: Sargeants, I need the reports by the end of the day

Soap: On it, pink-ie

Ghost: Shut up, Johnny 

Gaz: Stop being such a pink-a-phobe

Y/n: What? Lol

Ghost: It's nothing, they're children 

Soap: Did it turn pink again?

Ghost: Enough, Soap

"Can you please call Y/n to my office?"

"Why, you gon' kiss her?"

To which always led to Soap being slapped in the head, but it was priceless to see Ghost's reaction to being teased.

It would turn pink whenever you were around, he couldn't help it, he liked you way too much to be able to hide it from the ring, like he was able to do with every other emotion. Never blue, nor red. It would only change colors when you were there.

[snoopy333]

Hello thank you for taking my request! Can I request Tsutey’s reaction to nipple piercing? Belly piercing?

What do you look like?

Tsu’tey x Dreamwalker reader

warnings: smut

overview: after dating for a while Tsu’tey finally sees what you look like

//the description of reader is a description of myself a little cameo for you all♥️🥰

It was a day like any other really. Some of jake and your Navi friends (Tsu’tey,Neytiri, Ka’ani and sa’ayla)had come up to the Hallelujah mountains to chill and learn some human things. Like Neytiri had taken a liking to Jake Tsu’tey had done the same. One thing he had always wondered was what you looked like outside of your navi body.You always tried to explain but it never satisfied him.

“So you skin is brown like trees? and your hair is in permanent braids??” he asked with a confused look on his face. “Yes Ma-Tsu’tey”

Tonight the topic had come up again, Neytiri telling everyone about how different humans look and almost begging to see what the two of you looked like.

You laughed a bit looking at jake. “I mean our bodies are right in there but we can’t interrupt them mid session”. “ Lets put on the projector and show them our logs” Jake said. “They could see us with no mask then .”

You thought for a second,humming dramatically. “Fine” You said shrugging. You could tell tsu’tey was trying to hold back his smile as Jake set up the projector. One of jakes logs beginning to play. He sat in his chair talking about Navi food this log…

(in log)

“So most of the food is grilled over a fire and then wrapped in a leaf. I personally love the stuff but Y/n here isnt to big on the meats, Y/n say hello to my log”

You stood in the back heating up your tea.Your figure was covered with just a thin white cropped tank top and some low rise pajamas shorts. Your long black locs dropped over your shoulder passing your butt as you walked over. Ears filled with black gauges, Arms covered with tattoos. But what stood out the most was the way your nipple piercings poked through your shirt. And the way your belly pierced sat perfectly.

“Hello Jakes log..” You said sipping you tea “Hows everyone like jakes new hair” You joked ruffling his hair a bit “Im sure neytiri would love it” “You need a damn haircut sully “ Grace yelled from the back. “Goodbye log” Jake said laughing a bit “

(end of log)

“Omg y/n you’re.. whats the word jake.. AH! y/you’re hot!” You laugh at neytiris words. “I have to agree ma-y/n” Tsu’tey said his eye’s nearly blown in arousal.

After a while they group ended up watching more logs. And some old earth movies. Tsu’tey kept his arm around you. Ever so often leaving small kisses on your shoulder, Kisses on your neck right where you like them.

“I didn’t know you had piercings in my favorite places yawne, You don’t know how bad i want to bend you over right now do you”. Each word sent shivers down your spine his hand running up and down your thighs.

Once everyone fell asleep of course you two were wide awake. It didn’t take long for you two to be behind a tree with you bent over holding onto that tree for dear life. “Im so fucking lucky..you gonna let me fuck your real body one day baby? You gonna let me suck on those pretty piercings?” That night he was never more confident in fucking you. He had something to prove that night!

The next morning you woke him up in your human body mask on tight. He held his hands over your waist trying his best to not slide them up that shirt….

//sorry for the bad quality in photos 😞♥️ hope the description of myself was cool!

[muma-kitty]

alright, since some of you seem to agree with my thoughts, i think i'll elaborate a bit

sweeney todd's autism diagnosis

this might be a bit lengthy so ill spare you the scroll if youre not interested.

stiff movements (this isnt really a dancer's role)

lack of expression, tends to look either sad or angry most of the time. could just be the trauma tho

weird stilted way of speaking (hearn specific)

generally quiet and reserved outside of emotional outbursts (again, trauma)

strong sense of justice - "at the top of the hole sit the privileged few making mock of the vermin in the lower zoo"

entirely fixated on razors when reacquiring them, completely oblivious to mrs lovett talking about her massive crush on him

doesnt know what to do with his hands when not holding anything - "at last, my arm is complete again!"

[shaving contest /w pirelli and aftermath]

doesnt bother with any flash or flair, gets straight to work and gets the job done

becomes agitated and paces when expecting the beadle to arrive at his barber shop but doesnt know when (gotta have a schedule)

[epiphany]

if this isnt a textbook meltdown idk what is

mood swings (man goes through every stage of grief twice in the span of 3 minutes)

lashing out - "alright! you sir! how about a shave?"

mrs lovett trying to calm him down just upsets him even more

[a little priest]

doesnt understand what mrs lovett's hints at at first

asks what unfamiliar food is before trying it, as if hes hesitant to try new things

definitely an odd sense of humor

wordplay. so much wordplay.

more tactile stimming, this time with suspenders (hearn)

[god thats good]

upset because the package he was told would arrive by 5:45 is 15 minutes late (his SCHEDULE is RUINED)

once the chair arrives, becomes agitated when he cant get mrs lovett to stay and watch him open it (PLEASE let me share my interests!!!!)

once again calling for lovett's attention, this time to set up a system of communication. he just really wants to make sure she isnt missing his cues

[by the sea]

several minutes of sweeney being completely absorbed in his own thoughts while giving half-assed responses to at least pretend like he heard any of that nonsense

[wigmaker sequence]

time to infodump

possible echolalia? - "the madhouse? the madhouse!"

[finale]

upset that he now has to go find toby when hes expecting the judge to arrive soon (the schedule!)

doesnt seem to be aware of how threatening he sounds while calling for the kid

after killing the judge, suddenly remembers he was supposed to catch toby and runs out only to realize he didnt grab his razor (only has enough working memory for one task at a time)

im sure there are other details i missed, especially since everyone's performance is different, so feel free to add on

[stitchthesewords]

A gift for @oh-snapperss for.... okay so this one ISNT actually for that one poll, i owe them this for something i have forgotten since but it was fun to write! Soft gritho kissing in the grass!

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“I can’t believe you built me a highway to Decked Out!” Etho laughed, laying back in the artificial grass of his base while Grian sat over him. “I mean, I know you’re trying to act like you didn’t build it just for me but, come on Gri. I don’t think there’s a single hermit who could be that blind.”

Grian blushed, his headwings rushing to cover the rising pink of his cheeks. Etho’s base, half-finished and warmed by the desert sun, was probably just as good as place as any to have the other man embarrass him. “I mean – it's useful for me too! I use it all the time!” he huffed out, his headwings once again flapping against his face. That got a proper laugh out of Etho that only buzzed its way under Grian’s skin.

Grian sat back on his heels, the full length of his wings expanding out to shade them both from the jungle air. The bright green grass under his hand did not give way easily when Grian tangled his hand in it. Etho’s eyes settled back on his face, warm and content. Full of love – full of multiple kinds of love that mostly didn’t have a name. His mask was tugged down, the scar from his eyebrow to neck revealed in the noon sunlight. Grian didn’t get to see it very often. Etho’s face was a treat.

He wondered if everyone thought Etho’s face was a treat or if he was a special kind of afflicted for the man. Without realizing it, he let out a soft coo, and Etho’s smile only grew warmer.

“...Ya know...With Decked Out finished, we’re not going to be staying here much longer. I don’t think I’m gonna have time to finish my base,” Etho said, turning to look at the bit and bobs that weren’t really connected yet. “I’ve only been playing that game.”

Grian laughed, nodding his head. “Yeah, I don’t think I’m finishing my base either. I was thinking maybe for the next season I would try to actually base up with someone. Maybe even someone who wasn’t Mumbo!” He laughed as he spoke, his sentence ending on a high, trill note, and he leaned back down to smile at Etho.

Etho sat up on his elbows, and Grian met him halfway for a chaste little kiss. Something that was still new. Not overtly so, but they were still learning each other’s quirks. It was surprising what little things you picked up about someone only after you agreed kissing was on the table. Grian’s body slumped forward slightly to follow Etho as he pulled away.

The was the faintest memory – of the smell of the nether, the weight of diamonds forced together – the weight of trust. It sat on Etho’s chest like Grian did now. He reached forward and pulled Grian close again, the weight shifting with his memory, unable to tear himself from one while the other was going on. Grian’s mouth was soft against his, his hands didn’t know where to go besides to tangle up inside the gras. Etho’s hand stroked gently against the back of Grian’s elbow, feeling the way trust and comfort surged through his blood.

Etho felt insane, hearing faint ticking as his hand drifted up to grip Grian’s shoulder. They separated apart, a soft pant in the air. A question in Grian’s dark eyes while he studied Etho’s face. The warm jungle wind blew again and Etho let it carry the thoughts of a life-or-death game away with it. That’s not where they were. They weren’t forming an alliance of blood and sweat, they were dating and laying in the grass. With a deep breath he laid all the way back into the grass and stared up at Grian with eyes he commanded be soft.

His fingers brushed behind Grian’s headwings, a frown forming on his face as he found a loose feather. The wing stretched itself out to follow the feel-good scratch of Etho’s hand and Grian made a content noise in the back of his throat. All questions hidden in his brown eyes disappeared with a noise somewhere between a trill and a chirp, the wings fluttering as Etho’s hand pulled away.

Grian followed the drop of Etho’s hand, kissing him before resting his head softly on Etho’s chest, somewhere between the nook of his pec and arm but not quite in the shoulder. His legs splayed out to the other side, body twisted and resting rather uncomfortably so as not to press a hip bone or knee into Etho uncomfortably. He didn’t want Etho to get up.

The two lay in silence, listening to the jungle, listening to Etho’s comforts and relaxing for the first time that week since the phase’s shards were released. Grian’s hand found its way to tangle up in Etho’s jacket and he moved to press a kiss to Etho’s cheek. Etho smiled – this was far better than some diamond sword in the nether, he couldn’t help but think.

[coroangst-confessions]

i thought about this (pretty dark but with a happy ending) coroika au/fanfic a bit ago that honestly i still really like, im just not attached to Ocho anymore and i wont ever write it so ill throw it out here

(prepare for an absolute YAP session here sorry)

(also sorry if this doesnt really fit the confessions blog format or something IDK IF THIS COUNTS AS A CONFESSION LMAO)

After being black labeled by Wireglasses, Ochos world completely shattered. He doesnt know what else to do bow since he basically revolved his life and goals around Wire and being strong, and noq that he realizes that Wire doesnt care about him like he does, hes broken.

Ocho doesnt speak to anyone after thus, and never takes the black label off his weapon even after Wire is defeated. He doesnt play any ink sports or salmon run either (during the salmon run arc ocho isnt there instead 8bit is in his place). Ocho also just thinks about whats happened to himself a lot too. He pretty much just isolates himself from everyone out of shame.

Eventually, Ocho decides to wander off in search of a new purpose in life, and stumbles upon Alterna in the crater. He searches around in Alterna, and ends up finding Mr. Grizz. Grizz, obviously taken aback by this random octoling in the Space Center, tries to attack and fuzzify him, but this fails. Sort of. Ocho does get fuzzified, but before it can affect too much of him and fully turn him, he cuts off his left arm that was affected by the ooze. Now he's partially fuzzy. His instinct and brain chemistry has changed a bit (they're more wolf-like now, but he's not completely feral) (just my personal fuzzy octoling hcs sorry) as well as his left tentacles being fuzzy now. Grizz see Ocho straight up amputate himself and is like "Woah that's crazy yknow i could use someone like you, care to join my workforce?" and Ocho's like "sure" cuz now he has a purpose! He can serve someone and be strong again! What more could he want?

So now Ocho's the general of the fuzzy army, and he even fixes some broken octarian weapons sometimes, but he's not the best so he and Grizz decide they're gonna need someone who CAN fix and make weapons better. They devise a plan.

Meanwhile in Splatsville, the big run arc has passed and stuff has mostly gone back to normal, people are doing turf wars again and there's no black labelling. Though, Barreleye and Mitsuami both feel off about how Ocho's disappeared. The others wave it off that he probably just moved to find a better place, but Barrel and Mitsu aren't convinced. Barrel, Mitsu, and Polpo meet up and talk about what's going on and Barrel and Polpo decide to go searching for Ocho.

They search the more deserted parts of Splatsville, including unpopulated areas with lots of sewer drains, and Barrel ends up getting kidnapped by a mysterious figure right in front of Polpo's eyes.

Polpo rushes back to Mitsu and tells her that her brother just got kidnapped. They try to make a plan, but they both need time to process what happened so they go their separate ways for a bit. Little did they know someone was listening to them.

During this time, Mitsu gets roped into being the new agent 3 by Cuttlefish since they got a new captain (Rider). Mitsu agrees at the moment cuz she thinks she can be neo agent 3 and help Polpo at the same time (she can't).

Yada yada Splat3 story mode happens which means Mitsu disappears for a bit cuz she's in Alerna, basically disappearing to Polpo and she thinks Mitsu also got kidnaped by the mystery figure. Polpo doesn't know what she's gonna do now since no one else knows about what's going on, except for one.

Shellmet appears and tells Polpo that she was eavesdropping on them talking about Barrel's disappearance and offers to help her search for him.

The two start searching again but outside of Splatsville instead and end up finding the crater leading to Alterna. They meet up with Mitsu and sort that stuff out and decide that Shellmet and Polpo will find a way to clear the rocket island while Mitsu does missions.

During this process, Polpo investigates one of the buildings in Happiness Research Lab (by breaking through one of the windows lol) and finds Ocho and Barrel fixing a weapon. Polpo tries to get Barrel, but after arguing with Ocho for a moment, Ocho pushes Polpo out of the window she came through.

Polpo thinks this is the end for her since she'll fall into water, but Mitsu catches her while riding on one of the riderails. They get back to Future Utopia Island and Polpo tells the others about what she saw, that Barrel was captured by Ocho and Ocho was working for Grizz now. Everyone is very worried about this, but they decide to make their way to the rocket island since they have all the treasures at that point. They do and once they get there, yada yada, Deep Cut shenanigans, Mitsu tells Polpo and Shellmet to split up in the Space Center and try to find Ocho and Barrel. They do and in one of the lab rooms, they find Barrel and guess who.

WIREGLASSES. They're both injured too (Wire more than Barrel but still), and Barrel is probably affected by the fuzzy ooze a bit (still not enough to turn him feral). Shellmet tells Polpo to go up to the launchpad while she tends to Wire and Barrel's injuries, so Polpo makes her way up to the launchpad and finds Mitsu, Callie, and Marie up there with Grizz. Grizz has that speech and stuff but at the end, he says he'd like to introduce them to the "employee of the month" and Ocho appears behind the others wielding a modified splatana. Grizz takes off on the rocket and leaves Ocho to fight the others.

Ocho challenges Mitsu to fight him, one to one, but Polpo isn't dealing with this shit and immediately attacks Ocho. Ocho gets knocked down and held at blaster-point by Polpo, then is like "you'll never take me alive!!!" and superjumps to the rocket with Grizz. Polpo and Mitsu are like "wait how did he do that isnt it in the sky how are we gonna get up there" and yayyyy Deep Cut appears and helps Mitsu and Polpo up.

They get to the rocketship and fight Mr. Grizz, but in his last phase, Ocho appears again and actually fights them. Ocho actually is starting to beat Mitsu and Polpo, but at the last moment, Mitsu says this cheesy cliche speech to Ocho and hugs him, which works somehow and snaps Ocho out of him being evil cuz "woah an actual hug that's crazy Imma not be evil anymore cuz hugs are nice"

Ocho turns to Grizz and is like "imma kill you but with the power of friendship instead" and so Ocho, Mitsu, and Polpo all beat up Grizz and then the final phase with Hugefry happens too and stuff yippie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

They go back to Earth and the three have a talk about what happened and why Ocho left while on Octavio's mech suit thing. The three sort it out and land back on the ground where the rest of the NSBS, Shellmet, Barrel, and Wire are waiting for them. Ocho apologizes to Wire and Barrel and says he's probably just gonna stay in Alterna or something, but Mitsu's like "nah you're coming back up to Splatsville to get therapy" so they go back up.

Ocho realizes that when he has friends by his side instead of paid workers and isn't serving anyone, he's much happier. Ocho even starts getting back into turf wars and becomes a splatana stamper main. He also obviously gets help and gets better mentally.

Maybe everything will be ok after all.

The end

SO SORRY FOR MAKING YOU READ ALL THAT IDK WHAT I WAS COOKING BUT I THINK I BURNED IT

im too coroikapilled for this world💔

anyway bye

EATS THIS???? NO NEED TO APOLOGIZE THIS IS ACTUALLY SO COOL

[dragonrider9905]

In Defense of Hunter's Caution

Hey guys, spoilers for Ep 14 of The Bad Batch. Just some of my thoughts.

I know that some people are going to be upset with Hunter for his reaction to the news about Crosshair but I just wanted to express some things so even though we all agree it is sad to see Hunter doubting Crosshair, maybe show the guy some understanding...think about his position a little bit.

Last time Hunter saw Crosshair, Cross said he didn't have the chip and didn't clarify when it was taken out. This could have been ages ago. The writers gave US immense hints when it was, so WE would be able to figure it out. We were able to observe Crosshair's change of character and obsessions and goals of when he went from "kill! kill! kill!" to "join me! join me! join me!". From watching Clone Wars, the body language between Hunter and Crosshair (also the fact that Crosshair was the only person Hunter didn't roast to the looks) they were really close before this. Going from feeling like you know someone to having that person burn you in the hardest of ways is difficult to deal with and it seems that Hunter isn't dealing with it. He's ignoring how he feels. He's angry at himself too. There's a lot of baggage here. Also how Crosshair is harder on Hunter than everyone else--sometimes when we are hurt by people who are closer to us, they are the harder to forgive, right?

Wrecker has a huge heart. It's his nature. He's like, "WOOOOW Cross turned on the Empire! Let's go fellas!!!!" because we see how easy going he is. He would have taken the low percent rate that Cid gave them happily a few episodes ago, he's happy playing with the kids. He's so innocent! We can't compare that to Hunter who is responsible for all of them...he's torn. What if Crosshair IS trying to hurt them again? They found some semblance of peace, finally, and to have that threatened so soon is a huge blow.

Also consider this. Maybe Hunter is trying to convince himself that it isnt' true because .... if it is....his BABY BROTHER is being held by a crazy evil scientist who wants to do nasty things to him. Maybe its a NO NO NO PLEASE NO you HAVE to be WRONG. because if Crosshair is being hurt? He'll rip down the facility to get to him. He's still hurt by Crosshair so it won't go back to normal but if he knew for a fact what we know, he'd go to hell to save Crosshair. Even thinking about what they could possibly be doing to Crosshair sends him to a 'no it can't be true, has to be a trap' because if it is, how on earth can he sleep until he saves his little lost brother? How long has he been there? What will he be like when they see him? Will he even still be alive? IS he still alive? So many ugly things to consider. It's easier to think it could be a trap so he can stay a little sane during the mission. And he never said *not* to go. He just pointed out it could be a trap like he set before. Being responsible for everyone isn't easy. It's something he has to weigh carefully. He doesn't have the freedom to say, 'to hell with my life if its a trap' like others may have because he still does have a responsibility to his brothers.

[kaeyachi]

First off... HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!! Got the new clothes on and a feast prepared (avoiding the tikoy because of what happened last time...)

and now back to our regular genshin talk

THIS LANTERN RITE MADE ME SOB

whats up with the clickbait title lmaaaoo (but no seriously i started sobbing like a baby, which is fine, until i point out the fact that i did it during my lunch break AT WORK)

-ok need to put this out of the way...but SHIP TALK because DAMN

-Xiao x Traveler fans rejoice. Over protective Xiao as always 🥺 The way he thought for as sec if he could complain about Ningguang TO NINGGUANG LMAAOOO. This was during the time he was talking to Yelan (aka Xiao being lowkey pissed at Yelan and Ningguang for sending the traveler to rescue HuTao, LanYan, and Qiqi) Ily so much Xiao

- Beigguang fans YOUR GIRLS ARE MARRIED AS ALWAYS. Got a moment where I wondered if Ningguang proposed lmaaaaaoooo. Beidou telling Ningguang to use her money to buy a new hairpin, then Ningguang not buying one and using the excuse of not wanting to buy it without Beidou agreeing to what it looks like, leading to Beidou inviting her to a stroll to finally get that hairpin 😭 I missed them pls

-Cynari has spent over a week in Liyue by now...what is this? a 2nd honeymoon?? anniversary date?? (the computation is that they have appeared in day 1, then there are 2 days per quest, and they appeared by the 6th day walking side by side) and like...the other pairs stated their reason of visiting...but these 2... (pls consider Cyno used a week long leave again and spent the entirety of it with Tighnari only unlike the previous events we got)

- the fatui lovers being talked about in canon?! THE ENTIRETY OF LIYUE ALREADY KNOWS I BET LMAO

- damn...lantern rite really is an event for lovers huh? Eulamber got to visit together because their rest days matched (everyone say thank you, Jean!) Candehya is going around Liyue as well (everyone say thank you to the people that convinced Candace to take a break to be with Dehya for a couple of days! Dehya buying a necklace for Candace ehehe).

-ok enough ship talk...THE PLOT?!

- HOYO KILLED HUTAO. HOYO KILLED HUTAO OH MY ARCHONS. THEY KILLED HER. THEY DIDNT JUST KILL HER, THEY GAVE HER A SERIES OF DEATH FLAGS FOR THE FIRST AND SECOND QUEST! I SOBBED WHEN SHE STARTED TALKING TO YUNJIN. MY GIRL WAS DEAD DEAD

- oh? what is this? a traveler loophole! yipee!! we get to bring her back by forcibly pulling her out of liyue purgatory! (she was so close though. girlie was a backflip away from reaching the doors to liyue afterlife lmao)

-ok but bringing back the entire sequence of her saying her goodbyes to everyone...i figured something was gonna happen to her since quest 1... but damn...the moment quest 2 arrived, I knew hoyo was gonna pull this card... still, it was painful to see her do her goodbyes

- the xiangling and the yunjin ones were painful. These two were not involved with the upcoming plan, and yet that makes it worse because they could tell that something worrying was happening within their friend's mind. They got hutao making promises she thought she wouldnt be able to keep...

- and then we get the zhongli and hutao scene...you could tell by zhongli's demeanor that he dislikes what hutao is telling him. it must have been horrible to hear hutao, still a young woman, basically voice out her last will and testament to him and make zhongli her heir... idk if he knew of the traveler leyline loophole thing at this time (he could know, or he could have also just connected the dots after the traveler confirmed that he isnt recorded in the leylines) but it doesnt make what hutao was telling him any less painful

- can i just say that i am absolutely overjoyed at seeing the ENTIRE LIYUE CAST for this lantern rite? the previous 2 lantern rites were fun, but this lantern rite? it feels like home (well, 2nd home. i still mentally live in mondstadt after all)

- i definitely still have more thoughts, but i had to work overtime today, then i had to prepare for chinese new year, so I'm exhausted. might edit this in a couple of hours!

[my-mummy-dust]

Promise?

Warnings: mild language, angry hotch, blood, guns, criminal minds stuff.

word count: 3,852.

This is loosely based off of season 5 episode 1 where Hotch is back from a case after being stabbed by the reaper and stuff.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

This was Hotch’s first case back from being stabbed repeatedly by the reaper. You were glad to have him back, but you really wished he would stay home for just one more week. But you know how awful it felt, being forced to stay home, not being allowed to come to work for weeks on end. You know how he felt closed in, like a caged animal. Without the other socializations of work, your world gets so small. So you understood why he was so eager to come back to work. He passed his psych evaluations with flying colors, but as Morgan mentioned; he was the one who made the questions, and knows exactly how to answer the them correctly, without regard if they’re true or not. You know he’d do just about anything to get back to work, but you also knew he was a sucker for staying on protocol, so you were conflicted if he should really be coming back so early or not.

The case you were on now was frustrating. The unsub was rapidly devolving and to add insult to injury, the sheriff was incompetent, and awfully rude. Hotch had gotten snappy. He yelled at garcia when she hadn’t had the chance to get the unsubs full medical history, Rossi when he was trying to talk some since into Aaron, and now you.

You hadn’t done anything wrong, you were just giving him some files; the files he asked you for.

‘Hey, I have the maps you asked me for.”

“Thanks, you can set them on my desk”

You set them on the empty space next him him then hesitated, chewing on you lip in thought before speaking again.

“Hotch?”

“Hmm?”

He looked up from the papers he was holding, but you could tell you didnt have his full attention- hell, you didnt have any of it. He was just..staring at you.

“Are you sure you’re ok?”

“I’m fine. Get back to work.’

He commanded, his voice getting stern again.

“No, Hotch, please, talk to me.”

“As I said, Im prefectly fine. I wouldn’t agree to work a case if I wasn’t fine, would I agent?”

“Yes, I know that, but you’re acting different. You’re-“

“Agent! Im fine. Get back to work, unless you want to be dismissed from the case?”

The authority in his voice was almost jarring. The frown lines on his forehead deepened, and new wrinkles you didnt even know he had formed. He didnt look completely different, but there was still a difference. You noticed one of his hands balling up into a fist; and his other hand tightened its grip on the papers he was holding. All of that left as quickly as it came, his anger when it did, always coming in short bursts; at least in the time you knew him. He looked back at his papers, dismissing you from the room.

‘Fine. Sorry.”

You said mumbled quietly, a sharp pang of sass in your voice. You quickly walked out the door and straight to your desk, feeling a plethora of emotions swelling in your mind; but guilt and sadness being the most prominent, as well as a some anger.

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The next thing you knew, you and the team were pilling into the black SUVs, on the way to an old warehouse where the unsub was with his current victim. Your job was to make sure the victims title changed to survivor. It was a dangerous situation. The unsub was armed, but you wernt sure with what, so everyone had to approach with much more caution than normal.

Once the fleet of black cars had pulled up to the warehouse you sighed.

“The place is huge…how are we going to get him and the victim out safely?”

You asked whoever would answer. Rossi was first to speak.

‘No one enters or leaves without checking in with me or hotch, this isnt going to be easy but we’ll find a way. We always do.”

You nodded, unbuckling your seatbelt and stepping out of the car the moment it came to a halt. The team drew their guns and Emily started talking to the unsub through a large speaker on one of the cars, trying to convince him to come out with his hands up. Of course, he didnt.

Then it all went to hell.

The officer, who so far was known for not listening to damn thing that he was told to do, grabbed the speaker from Emily’s hands and yelled loud and clear;

‘You better come out with your damn hands up or we’ll shoot the place down. You dont have the power, we do. Come out with your hands up”

Now normally saying something like that would be fine, but the unsub has a narcissistic personality disorder and a severe power complex. As hotch had made very clear in the minin briefing before everyone go into the cars, no one was to say or do anything that would threaten his complex or make him feel inferior. And that’s exactly what this officer just did.

Before anyone knew it, there was a gunshot, a scream and silence. Then the sight of Hotch running into the building. Alone.

‘Hotch! Wait! You cant go in there alone!”

Rossi called out to him, but he didnt listen, he kept running Untill he had disappeared into the warehouse and a haunting silence took over the space between the bau and all the officers. Then, another gunshot. And another. And another. A total of 5 gunshots had rung out and you lost it.

‘That’s it. Im done.”

You mumbled before you took off into the warehouse. You ignored the team calling after you as you ran. The response was automatic. You didnt know you were running to wherever hotch was Untill your legs were sore and your lungs burned. You had to find him. You just lost him, and you’d be damned if you lost him again.

The scene that unfolded infront of you was sickening. The victim was the first thing you laid your eyes on. She was completely still. Then you saw the unsub on the ground, covered in bullet wounds and blood. But only 2. There was another on the victim, that made 3, but you herd 5 gunshots. Hotch was nowhere to be found.

Rossi ran in behind you, out of breath from trying to catch up.

“What the hell happened?! Where’s hotch?”

“I-i dont know. Get the paramedics, I dont know if the victims still alive, I haven’t check yet.”

Three more deafening shots rang out.

You were the first to speak. Panic was slowly starting to rise in your voice.

‘Stay with the victim im going after hotch!”

You yelled as you turned around and started running again. A swarm of incohearent thoughts were going through your mind, but the only one you could make since of was the fact that you couldn’t lose hotch again. That you wernt. Your lungs burned and your vision was starting to get fuzzy but you kept running and calling for hotch.

“Hotch?! Hotchner?!”

You screamed as you kept running, trying to find him. You were desperate, and scared. Scared of what you might find when you would find him. Scared if he would be alive or not. Scared of what condition he would be in. Scared of how mad Rossi will be when you get back. Just, scared.

You saw blood again. So, much, blood. You felt sick as you ran around it, following the trail of dark red Untill you found a body. Your whole world went sideways. You stopped dead in your tracks. Everything just stopped. Time came to a hault. You stopped breathing, stopped thinking. The only thing you could hear was your heartbeat thumping wildly against your rib cage in your ear. Scared your heart was going to tear out of your body if it beat any harder.

The body was face fown, blood pooling from the forehead and what looked to be the abdomen.

‘No….no no no no no, no”

You frantically whispered, lowering your gun. You felt as if your legs were about to give out from underneath you. A wave of nausea washing over you. You felt like you were going to vomit, cry and pass out all at the same time.

Than you herd footsteps. You raised your gun on instinct at the footsteps then herd a voice that washed over you like a wave of a million of different emotions you didnt even know a person could feel at once.

“Hey- woah, put the gun down agent. What’s wrong?”

You looked up from the ground. It was Hotch. You were so blinded by the fear that hotch was the one lying dead infront of you, that you didnt even realize it wasnt him. You were blinded by fear.

“What the hell were you thinking?!”

You yelled, your voice bouncing off the walls, causing hotch to take a small step back. Something in you broke. Maybe it was the stress of the whole situation crashing down on you, and the realization all a once. It’s not like you knew.

“Excuse me?”

He retorted, a hint of offense in his voice.

“You herd me, Aaron. What the hell were you thinking?! Running in here by yourself, leaving me to find the victim AND the unsub both lying still in pools of their own blood but not a sign of you-“

‘Y/n calm down you dont have to yell-“

“NO, YOU BE CALM. I WAS SCARED OUT OF MY WITTS END BECAUSE YOU GOT TO FULL OF YOURSELF AND RAN IN ALONE, LEAVING TWO POEPLE POSSIBLY DEAD. THEN LEAVING ME TO FIND A TRAIL OF BLOOD, THEN ANOTHER UNSUB LYING DEAD.”

You were full on yelling at this point. You’ve never yelled at anyone like this before. It just wasnt in your nature. But here you were, in some abandoned warehouse in the middle of nowhere, screaming your mind out to the head of your unit, with a dead body between the two of you.

“ITS NOT MY FAULT THE OFFICER SAID THAT AFTER I MADE IT CLEAR NOT TO. IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH IT YOU TAKE IT UP WITH HIM NOT ME, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?”

He was full on yelling too. You had only seen him yell at someone like this once. And that was an interrogation. He was stiff, rigid. Obviously shaken up from the events that took place just seconds before you were yelling at him. Before you knew it your tears were blurring your vision and you didnt try to stop or hide them. You sniffled and finally wiped your red burning eyes with your sleeve and put your gun back in its holster.

His demeanor softened the moment he realized you were crying. He made you cry. His shoulders dropped and his muscles relaxed, over half of the creases in his face dissapearing when he did so. He also put his gun away and took a step forward to get to you, to comfort you, to tell ou he was fine, and in fact alive and well, to hug you and tell you how much he loved you and how sorry he was. The second he moved twards you your head snapped up and he saw as your eyes scanned over every visible inch of his body. He knew you were making sure he was ok. He too looked down, now aware of the fact that he was covered in blood.

“Are you ok?”

A small voice asked. It was yours. You felt so small, so helpless, so broken and confused. And panicked.

“Im fine- the blood isnt mine.”

When he saw the questioning look in your eyes he continued.

“There was a second unsub, we were wrong about the profile. The first one, the one we were right about had the victim. He shot her the moment i walked in, and was about to shoot me. He missed the shot and i shot him. The second unsub was planning an ambush, hiding behind the corner i-“

“Aaron. Answer my question.”

Your voice was still so small, but assertive. Your throat hurt from yelling and you still felt dizzy, as if you were going to pass out but you were determined to make it though this conversation without passing out on the floor, as much as you wanted to.

“Yes. Im fine. The blood on my vest is the unsubs, not mine. And it’s just a small cut on my cheek. He had a knife. I took him down.’

“Good”

You nodded and started to turn aroun and walk away. To find the others and tell them what happened. To go back to your hotel and pack your things to leave tomorrow, to go cry in your room and regret choosing line of work.

“So you’re just going to scream at me, then walk away with zero explanation?”

“I told you why I’m mad.”

You didnt turn around, but you stopped walking.

“Im a profiler too, y/n there obviously something you’re not telling m-“

You turned around, a new fit of rage welling inside of you. Your voice couldn’t afford to scream again, so you made your voice as steady and stern as you possibly could.

“Because I was scared.-“

You swallowed down a large lump in your throat and felt the tears again, freely falling down your face this time. Your voice had gotten small again. This time it was barley a whisper that came out, but somehow it was crystal clear.

“-and because I love you, god damnit.”

With that you finally turned around again and left. Without turning back. Leaving a shocked Aaron just stranding there, not knowing what to say or do next.

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The flight home was painful. You were seated across from Aaron and refused to stare at him or interact with him and all. You stared out the window the whole time, or down at the book you wernt really reading, just staring lifeless my at the pages. you couldn’t think. You felt numb. Everything that happened yesterday played through your mind in an endless loop. Even the good news that the victim was in the ER, with a steady heartbeat didn’t help.

Once the team had safley landed in Quantico, you made your way to the bullpen, going straight to your desk and started cramming your personal belnongings into your bag, trying to get out of there before anyone could ask you anything at all about what had happened in the warehouse.

You had caught hotch at the door to exit the building and he stepped infront of you, stopping you dead in your tracks. You recognized him by his shoes and sighed, bracing yourself for whatever hellfire he was going to bring down you. When you looked up and met his eyes you were met with something you’d never seen before. His brown eyes were so soft, so warm, in contrast to the cold, harsh ones you saw every day. You swore you could get lost in them if you stared long enough so you looked away, back down at the floor.

“About what you said earlier,”

His voice was just as soft as his expression was. It was quiet and calm. Comforting and so, so warm.

“I meant what i said.”

You couldn’t bare to talk to him any longer; for fear of completely breaking down. You managed to keep your wits about you on the jet, but now, you were worn down, and so much more for fragile. So you left. You stepped to the side and walked away. Ignoring the word of protest that was followed by a frustrated sigh form Hotch.

You made it out the building and made your way to your car, the cold night air filling your lungs; providing a sense of calm. You got in your car and drove to your apartment and threw your things down, tossing your keys on the table and kicking your shoes off, wiping your eyes. A pitiful sob escaping your lips. You hadn’t changed it of your work clothes yet. You just curled up on the couch, laying your head on the armrest.

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You wernt aware of the fact that you fell asleep Untill you woke up to the sound of knocking. You were disoriented for a moment, your eyes burning like hell. You rubbed them but your vision came back blurry. You had a peircing headache and the knocking didnt help at all. You stumbled to the door, looking at the time the blinked on the oven.

12:05 a.m

You had only been asleep for 20 minutes. When you got the the door you looked through the peephole.

“Hotch?”

You mumbled under your breath as you quickly fumbled with the locks on your door. Eager to see what he was at your door for, but also scared. Once you opened it you saw Hotch. His eyes guilt ridden and tired.

“Can I come in?”

He asked softly. You nodded and stepped to the side, closing the door after him once he entered.

“Sorry for the mess.”

You mumbled, looking down at your feet. When hotch looked at you his world shattered. He saw how much of a wreck you were, and he knew it was him who made you like this. Your eyes were red and puffy, tears still on your cheeks. Every now and then when you blinked, a new one would fall. He was plagued with guilt. That was the whole reason why he was standing in your appartment at twelve o’ clock at night.

“Don’t apologize, it’s fine. You should see my appaartment”

He laughed dryly at the joke and you sniffled, a new tear falling down your face.

“Look, I came to apologize. For what I said…and did”

You nodded again. Taking in a shaky breath, and exhaling slowly.

“It’s fine. I cant expect you to not be stressed, after everything that… you know, with..”

Your voice trailed off, and you sniffled again, that being the only thing that took up the heavy silence that sat between the two of you.

“I know, but I also wanted to know,’

He paused and took a step towards you. When he notced you didnt move or step back he lifted a calloused hand and cupped your cheek, wiping away your tears. You finally met his eyes. Then he continued.

“If you really meant what you said’

‘What part?’

You were joking, but also curious, you said a lot and you were too tired to figure out what he could be talking about.

“When you said you loved me”

You looked down a little, your face resting more in his hand. You turned your head a little and softly kissed the inside of his palm, the meaty part just below this thumb; then turned your head back to where it was before. His other hand came up and cupped your other cheek, now holding your face completely. His hands were so big, so warm. You felt the rough callouses rubbing on your soft cheek whenever you moved a little but it didnt hurt.

You both stood like that for a second. Peering into each others eyes. Then he finally broke the silence.

‘May I kiss you?”

You opened your mouth to speak but no words came out. You just nodded and he leaned in closing his eyes and you closed yours, tilting your head to the side a little. His lips were so soft. The little stubble that he built up over the few days you were on the case, poked and tickled your skin. The kiss was so soft, so gentle. Almost as if he was scared to kiss you too hard in fear you would shatter and blow away.

When he pulled away he looked back into your eyes and moved one oh his hands to the back of your head, resting itself in your hair and the other hand went around your shoulder blades as be brought you into his chest, into one of the best hugs you’ve ever gotten. The two of you stayed like that for a while. Standing in your living room. Your arms eventually wrapped around his neck and you rested your face into the little crook where his neck met his torso. It all felt too perfect, so surreal. The kiss, the hug, everything.

Finally, he pulled away and brushed a little strand of hair behind your ear, then motioned to the couch.

‘Wanna go sit?”

You nodded, having completely given up on talking for now. He carefully led you to the couch and sat down, you sat next to him, but turning yourself twards him resting your face back in the crook of his neck. He gently pulled you onto his lap, exhaling sharply when he was met with the dull reminder of his healing wounds. He felt you tense up in his arms and he held you tighter, pulling you impossibly closer to him.

“shh, its ok, im ok. Im right here,”

You sniffled again, the tears threatening to come back.

‘It’s ok to cry, y/n’

He whispered into your hair, gently kissing the top of your head.

‘Talk to me, tell me what’s wrong. Im here to listen”

You took a deep breath in and exhaled, fidgeting with his tie.

“I was so cared…when I got to the warehouse and saw all the blood, I - I thought you died. I couldn’t lose you again. I cant lose you again Aaron.’

You voice went out at the mention of his name. A small sob escaped your lips as you held onto his tie a little tighter, your body going rigid. Aaron started tracing small circles and shapes on your back. Resting his chin on the top of your head.

“I know, I’m so, so sorry for scaring you like that. But I promise I’m not going anywhere. It’s gonna take a lot more than a couple stab wounds to kill me”

You felt him laugh a little and you did too, before sniffling again.

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

“Just close your eyes ok? I’ll be right here the whole time. Im not going anywhere, dont worry.”

His voice was so soft and caring. So gentle and knowing. It was hard to believe it was the same man holding you who was yelling at you just hours ago.

“Aaron?”

“Hmm?”

He smiled at the use of his first time.

“I love you”

The jet lag and exhaustion hit you all at once, your voice coming out to barley a whisper. You could feel it tugging at your eyelids. You closed them and as you were drifting off you felt him kiss your forehead.

“I love you too”

After that you drifted off into a dreamless sleep. Aaron played with your hair for a little and kept rubbing your back for a while, Untill the exhaustion from the days events wore home down too. And he fell asleep holding you close in his arms.

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A/n: I spent all day writing this! Sorry if the spacing is weird. I write these on my notes app, then copy and paste it over to tumblr and sometimes the spacing get all messed up. I hoped you liked it! I loved writing this one!

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@hearthotchner

[castlebyersafterdark]

looking at those few legend of ochi clips and he really is giving dream s5 mike and i realise... god love ya finn, i do, but something about the intensity with which he plays serious characters is so appealing. i love a sincere man, a broody man. oh god, its the classic mr rochester trope isnt it? i can fix him and all that. i bet thats sort of what will thinks, too, about mike. like he finds mike's sark and moodiness hot FOR SURE. esp cos he knows how soft mike is with him. so intimate and special just for will. mike really is a period drama leading man lol.

anyway yeah. sorry finn, i love good humour and comedy but there's nothing hotter than a man who can be serious and genuine and not fall back on making a joke. love love love his takes on serious dramatic roles, hope there's more from that side of him in future as he matures and learns to embrace the vulnerability of being genuine with confidence

You know what's really funny? Well, none of you are mind readers so I'll just get into it. The most random thoughts are taking me places as I work on clearing out my ask box/focus on older asks - as I reread this one and think about that Ochi movie trailer again, I was sitting here so frustrated and confused about this one movie that Finn landed and how excited I was to dish about it with all yall on here.

Babes, it isn't real. It was a dream. In my stupid dream I was on tumblr and we got some announcement of some film he was in and it was another of this vein, a real moody period piece, looking all dashing and intense, a real weighty grown role. I remember it being all misty and like, one of those intensive atmospheric probable Shakespeare adaptations with ye old crumbling castles and cloaks and cinematic scenery. Like the Playboy productions version of Macbeth - do you know what I'm talking about?!? Haha it's a good film but that detail always sticks out.

Anyway, we were blessed with Finn staring in something like that and it was literally a movie trailer and then switch to us all reacting and flipping our shit about it here and that was my dream. Nothing even that exiting, but I'm literally having dreams about new information and posting about it on tumblr. What does that say about me as a person hahahaha. And I'm so mad it's not real!! Yall would have loved to see it. Wish we had some sort of Black Mirror tech so I could playback my vision for everyone haha.

All in all, agreeing with you on everything. I initially wanted to see Finn in some era-set comedies, more on the SNL movie vein but that's totally changed. Drama. Historical. Get that man in costume. Get him on a horse, give him a weapon, let him brood and emote. Or, why not both! As long as the latter fim type is represented...

[cyberdragoninfinity]

I would love to hear your Indigo Disk thoughts

YES!!!!!!! 💎🐢💥 full disclosure I only just finished Indigo Disk's main storyline like....less than 24 hours ago so I am still RIDING HIGH FROM THE RUSH OF IT ALL. will probably be spoilers ahead, as a head's up:

first off I love that like. right off the bat youre getting hit with cyrano and cavell old man yaoi. busting out the cute little nicknames like HELLO!!! AND then you have geeta showing up and rika is there for no reason whatsoever and it's like. well ok i think they were having lesbian activities on the plane over you love to see it!

anyway setting wise, the Big Ol Blueberry is pretty fun! I love running around and the Synchro Machine is SUCH a ridiculously fun feature (FINALLY, TRUE GAMING: Dana can run around as a Ninetales and smack a big ball around.) I love all the Unova callbacks and I LOVE THE DIFFERENT CLUB ROOM LAYOUTS!! The monochrome one made me tear up and SEEING THE FUCKIGN. POKESTAR STUDIOS ENEMIES. IN THE FUTURISTIC ONE. MADE ME FEEL SOMETHING. pokestar studios my beloved i miss it sooo much 😭 My buddy Snap was talkin about how the Terarium really kind of lacks... yknow, landmarks and points of interest, though, and god I agree so hard. I love that Kitakami had its own little set of interesting features and places to go and use as landmarks and the Terariuam kind of. Doesn't really have those. It's a bit of a pain in the ass to navigate and easy to get lost but not in a fun way.... even though you have these little neat natural features like The Pride Rock and Chargestone Caves, I wish we coulda had a little bit more :( For such a widely used part of the school it doesn't feel very 'lived' in by the students there. It would've been fun to see more gathering places aside from the Very Sterile Outside Classrooms.....

The Area Zero Underdepths, though...hooouughhHHHhhh. I just. I really have to admire the fact that Indigo Disk said "ohhh you want answers?? you wanna know what's going on in this place? fuck you, youre gonna have MORE questions after this, and theyre gonna be even CRAZIER ones." YOU GO IN THAT HOLE AND LEARN NOTHING AND IM NOT EVEN MAD ABOUT IT. GO LOOK AT THE CRYSTAL TREE DOWN THIS RANDOM PATHWAY. i neeeed to make a terapagos post sometime and talk more about it i cannot stop thinking about this little freak. POKEMON THAT SCARE ME A LITTLE I MUST SAY. POKEMON I DO NOT FEEL IN CONTROL OF. i Know they didnt make its charged terastal form look like a dream catcher for no reason. I Know its Stellar Form Looking Like That isnt for no reason. I know its borderline dangerous power and THAT LITTLE STUNT IT PULLS. AT THE CRYSTAL POOL. THAT'S INDICATIVE OF SOMETHING I THINK. >when Terapagos's cry was the sound Terastalizing has been making all fucking game. SCREAMS.

also again oh my god if you beat the main indigo disk storyline go to the crystal pool right now GO. GO FEEL SOMETHING. GO!!!!

ok well that's. less about setting and more about story though huh. well!! story wise, absolutely loved it! I know there was a lot of apprehension when the DLCs got more properly announced and we found out they didnt really center on Our Dear Paldea Friends as scarvio proper did, and yeah I definitely can see why that's a frustration and a deterrent for some (and I'm soo so excited to hang out with Nemona and Arven and Penny in the epilogue next month....peach time (: ) but for me in the end I'm really just so enamored and delighted with all the new friends you get to make in the DLC and they more than carry that little narrative's arc on its own. The Elite 4 of the BB League are all GREAT, they got nonstop autistic girls out here in gen 9 (nemona, amarys, briar ?!??!) and it ROCKS. and i LOVE Carmine so much, everyone always wants mean rivals and mean women and folks cant even handle Carmine 🙄 you can tell she genuinely has such a big heart and cares about her friends and her brother!!! and Kieran wahhh wahh kieran my newest Little Guy ;____;.... he is SO fourteen and I did not expect to go into the DLC getting really invested in a new character's arc but it's just GOOD. He REALLY feels like a loose yugioh character in Indigo Disk, he's so angry and obsessed with victory and ultimately under it all still capable of so much kindness and regret and he's just GOOD. And his champion battle was terrifying and a BLAST!! THE MUSIC RULES. HE EVEN HAD INCINEROAR.

god and all the music in Indigo Disk was a banger. gen 9 music save me. gen 9 music. save me gen 9 music.

i'm SUPER hyped to do more BBQs with my bestie and do more postgame stuff with the "hanging out with Gym Leaders" thing and the Legendary hunting and such... lots more to roll around in and have a good time with. All in all had just a great time with it, I genuinely might put Violet as my favorite Pokemon game of all time at this point! I do grow very sad thinking about just how even more fantastic this game couldve been if it had 1-3 more years to cook properly though, like..god damn. I was getting some LAG on those cutscenes, and I know I made out pretty alright in the bugs department!!

but for now i'll just be thinking about the shit that happens at the crystal pool for the rest of my life. also Indigo Disk gave me the best possible trainer ID photo i never need to change it again

[acaciapines]

hiiiiiii bestie hiiiii hiiiiiii hiiii <3

no one else is asking so I will take one for the team. well maybe someone has asked but I will ask again if not. can you please tell us abt how kris and noelle meet in the drk au, and noelle’s uh. reaction to seeing dess again when she thought dess was dead? and ig by extension, kris. not sure if this is getting into spoiler territory so feel free not to answer or be as vague as you want :p

am also interested in hearing more abt ralsei and susie in this au. Please

have we talked abt this a bit? definitely. but the ppl on tumblr should hear it also and I like hearing abt it smile

hii hi hi <3

i do not know how much of this will be new for you but it will be new for everyone else so LETS GO!!!

NOELLE AND KRIS

okay so. i think i've mentioned this in other posts before, but the whole event that starts off everyone finding out dess and kris arent actually dead is that kris dives into a dark world! theyre trying to close a dark world like dess does, because they think that maybe!! that way!! dess will come back and be proud of them and love them and then she wont leave so much! because kris can close dark worlds too, see? now they can go with her!

they tell this to frisk, swear frisk to secrecy, and then! vanish lol they're Gone. the way dark worlds work here also isnt fully solid but im treating them sort of like mystery dungeons in pmd, so they dont fully follow the laws of like, physics and the like which means that even tho where kris lives is Very Far from hometown, noelle, susie, and ralsei are still able to get to the same dark world from hometown!

do not ask me what this dark world is like. i have No Idea. probably somewhat inspired by kris's life but i have not gone so far as to plot it out lol. the important part is that susie and ralsei split off from noelle (like in cyber city) and so noelle ends up running into kris, who has not only gotten lost but is in WAY over their head lol, so she saves them and kris begrudgingly agrees to stick with her. they totally couldve done this on their own. theyre sticking with noelle for her own safety. and noelle is just like yeah sure lol.

while traveling through the dark world together, noelle and kris have no idea who the other is! not only do they not really remember each other (noelle has a few vague memories, kris was even younger when dess took them so they dont remember anything at all), but they've both grown up a lot and in kris's case are fully presenting as a monster. they bond a bit over both being deer-monsters!

they cant fully communicate, tho...kris would be nonverbal throughout this entire trip and since noelle never grew up with kris she doesnt know monster sign language. she might remember a few words from her childhood but not enough to understand kris and even if she did she is a stranger so kris wouldnt sign OR speak to her anyways lol. but they do help each other out and close the dark world together! they come out in hometown and noelle promises to help kris find their parent cause they did Not mean to come here lol, and that is when! she checks her phone and shes gotten a text from toriel about a missing kid, and she's like....hey so uh i think your parent might actually be at my house lol wanna come by.

(while kris was stuck in the dark world, frisk got Very Worried and did eventually spill everything to chara, and thats how chara and frisk end up in hometown desperately trying to find kris! they come across toriel who helps them out and thats why they're at the holiday-dreemurr house).

and so things are all fun and fine until noelle and kris get back to noelle's house, and go inside, and kris is reunited with chara, and when that happens toriel sees this child and is like. holy shit. is that my dead kid.

and the fic would end there lol! (in my head this is a series, so, it would span multiple fics) another fun thing is this is the moment where noelle learns kris's name--so it wont really be a surprise for the audience cause i feel like most people could catch on that this is kris (remember up til this point we only follow noelle and the hometown crew, so we think dess and kris are dead), but if you didnt...

NOELLE AND DESS

honestly i dont know how noelle would react... i feel like she wouldnt have as big a response as everyone else! to her dess is less a person and more like, the story she's told as to why she cant do all the same things her peers do, why her mom + stepmom are so overprotective, why asriel stayed behind instead of going to college...dess loves noelle but noelle is like literally who are you. so when dess tries to like, bond with noelle, noelle doesnt want this...she grew up without a sister and that bond isnt going to form again! she doesnt know who this woman is!

its. very hard for dess needless to say. and for kris who sees how much dess is investing in noelle and theyre just like. okay well why was she never like that with me. which then leads to tensions between noelle and kris, which pushes kris to make some Very Bad Choices, and and and. plot <3

RALSEI AND SUSIE

actually the relationship ive thought about the least if im being honest. but i was talking about them to you last night and i think that like...there IS a level of antagonism that doesnt exist in deltarune canon. ralsei is trying to hard to stick to the prophecy, and when susie in this story's version of chapter one ignores it to be a villain with lancer, that hits A LOT HARDER in a world where from the very start the prophecy is being broken (since its two monsters who fall lol)

plus ralsei is also dealing with a lot of feelings shes never felt before--jealously, envy, not being able to just ignore her dysphoria anymore...shes a lot more aware of her crush on noelle and so noelle having a crush on susie isnt helping...

LIKE THEY ARE FRIENDS i think ralsei feels a LOT of guilt about all of this, and when its just her and susie things are good! they make sense!!! susie makes her wanna BE things wanna feel like maybe these things she feels are okay...but then everything always comes crashing down and its. bad again.

annnnnd thats all i think!! as always anybody can ask for follow ups. i'll spoil this entire au lol im sure things will change as i write it and besides. this is gonna take A While so when i do post it in like 2026 yall wont remember what i said here lol.

[rop3bunn7]

i was about to do a hate crime on this post, but i am glad i read through it. because now i see were all idiots and forget to remember theres no real right or wrong side.

theyre BOTH people who BOTH made mistakes.

i dont like shuro as a person because he doesnt communicate thoroughly, which is exactly the person i hate. however, yes it makes sense that in this situation hed dislike laios, and yes it make sense that laios should have listened to the quite obvious "If youll excuse me". however i do still believe shuro should have drawn a hard boundary instead of indulging, though it is not his job to do so.

On Laios's side, yeah no being autistic and not understanding ISNT a bad thing, but what is is being asympathetic when someone has a reaction completely normal. yes defend laios as shuro should have communicated further, however shuro is very obviously not talkative considering he hardly even spoke to the person he proposed to, which means he also probably also is neurodivergant in some respect. However, reguardless its uncomfirmed (that i know of) and shuro DEFINITELY had a right to be mad at laios, he DID infact straight up just drop a fucking bomb on his head, he quite literally basically said "oh yeah we used alot of illegal drugs and procedures to revive the woman you proposed to, but anyways, we ate these cool new foods- oh and by the way shes gone again and its probably because of those procedures" like????

i dont think either one shouldnt be held accountable, i like shuro as a character even if i dont like him as a person. theyre both really well written and entitled to their thoughts- i think the fist fight would have happened reguardless of those flaws, especially granted what happened.

those are my thoughts on this now that ive considered both sides of the coin,,,

reminder that its always okay to have an opinon, agree with an opinion, or change your mind. i think everyones got their own experiences with situations like this and it makes sense that both sides are mad for different reasons.

The way some White Autistic People talk about Laios makes me very uncomfortable, especially in relation to Shuro. The way they jump to defend Laios’s microaggressions towards Shuro makes me think they are trying to excuse themselves of the weird shit they’ve done/said to people of color in their own lives.

yeah i've talked about this a bit but people are SHOCKINGLY unsympathetic to Shuro when if you actually read the manga you see he's basically literally Just A Guy and his biggest crimes are "falling in love with a woman who doesn't feel the same way" and "daring to get kind of bitchy upon learning (while running on several days of no sleep and food) that the woman he fell in love with was transmogrified into a sin against god"

[xgryffinwhore]

Hey! Can I request a jaeden martell x reader where basically their charters are dating on a tv show and they are really really good best friends in real life and they they both go on the Jimmy fallon show and he keeps on asking if they’re dating because everyone thinks they are and when they say no he obvi doesn’t let it go lol and it ends up slipping up that jaeden did/ does have a crush on reader and they maybe end up sharing a kiss in front is Jimmy & audience & stuff😶just an idea i had 😂:)

i love this idea wow, thinking i’m going to put my own little twist on it but i think you’ll still be pleased ;)

just friends

warnings!: suggestive topics, fluff

word count: 2.1k

five

your face was being touched up with powder, the cotton pad dabbing at your nose as the white powder absorbed into any oil your face may have had.

four

you look over at jimmy, this wasn’t your first talk show, but it had been the biggest one with the most following. it was intimidating, you bounced your foot up and down and played with your hands.

three

behavior jaeden had grown to recognize. he knew you better then you knew yourself, your anxiety was worse then you put it out to be. “you ok?” he questioned, “fine, i’m fine” you painted a small smile on your face. but he wasn’t easily fooled.

two

he grabbed one of your hands and rubbed circles into your palm, this sent vibrations of relaxation down your spine.

one

his eyes locked with yours, you swore they were a different color each time you saw them. sometimes more blue, sometimes more green, sometimes dark with mystery, sometimes light and playful.

‘aaand where on air’

you wiped the hand that was interlocked with his off on your dress, it was clammy. the curtain came up fast, and your vision was soon flooded with bright lights and silhouettes of bodies.

making out the faces in the sea of people was impossible, but you knew your friends were out there. they had flown out to see you, a) they could go see new york and b) you were on national television, and they wouldn’t miss it for the world.

jimmy was talking, you knew that much, but your nerves took over and honestly you weren’t registering a damn thing he was saying. the crowd cheered, you snapped out of your daze.

“and here tonight, we have jaeden martell and y/n l/n from the new HBO tv series: turning tables”

he turned to both of us, and gave everyone time to clap. he tired to speak over the loud hands, moving on with his show, but the crowd made that difficult. eventually the clapping died out and he could continue.

“now, i’ve watched all of the episodes but, for the people who haven’t seen: can you explain what the show is about?” he looked a jaeden, you let go of a breathe you had held in.

“s-sure” jaeden turned to face the audience more, he was soft spoken and shy, so it was important he projected as much as he could.

“turning tables is a teen drama. it’s about families of poverty in the seattle washington area and how they struggle to go to school and work. my character, jennings cooper, is the main protagonist. the show is mainly from his point of view, and how he struggle to support his family.”

jimmy nods and smiles, he looks pleased with his explanation. i’m truth the show wasn’t that simple, he knew that. but, it would take so long to explain.

“and y/n, who do you play?” he knew the answer to this obviously, but you were becoming a crowd favorite. everyone loved your personality, and you were an up-and-coming a list celebrity.

“i play parker marlow, jennings girlfriend” you blushed at this statement, the crowd giggled and ‘ouuu’ed. jimmy rubbed his hands together, getting excited at the upcoming topic of discussion.

“so, your romance on season one was steamy” you thought back to the scenes you did together. all of the kissing, which felt normal at this point. he wasn’t a bad kisser, in fact- you didn’t mind it at all. your romance through the season built up to a sex scene, your mind flashed through the memories of filming it.

filming those scenes isnt half as steamy as you think it is. it’s awkward, you laugh a lot. you had never felt that exposed in your life! however watching it was different, it looked so real, so perfect.

you blurred out your thoughts, mr. fallon still speaking on the subject. “can we expect more -“ jimmy searched for your ship name, it was on the tip of his tongue. the combination of your first names on the show didn’t make an attractive combo. it was either jarker or pennings. your last names matched a little better.

“-carlow” jaeden finished for him. jimmy nodded and smiled “yes- carlow- can we expect more carlow next season?” you both looked at each other and smiled. the writers for the show already had the next four seasons laid out. you knew that carlow was a continuing relationship on the show.

“yes, you should expect more of that sort of content from us” you stated. the people in the crowd had a positive responce to this, the applause lapping until it died out once again.

“right, your characters have so much chemistry in the show. two struggling teens just trying to break even.” jaeden agreed “yes, our characters balance each other out, and being from the same background helps them associate. jennings is kind of a bad boy-as the ladies say- he’s a felon, he steels cars and sells them to counterfeit manufacturers and dealers for money. parker, y/n’s character, has a job at a diner. she shows him the light at the end of the tunnel if he chooses to go down a good path.”

“yes, parker gets jennings a job at the diner with her, and he falls for her sweet disposition even after everything she’s been through” you add.

jimmy licks his lips and pops another question: “so id imagine the chemistry in the show heightens the real life thing?” he cocked an eye brow, the group gasping at the intrusiveness.

“jaeden and i are just friends” you blurt out, your nerves working up again. it was hard, you liked jaeden ever since you had your first kiss with him.

“y-yeah” he stutters, he obviously wasn’t expecting this either “friends” jimmy shakes his head and puts his finger on his lip “recently, you both have been showing a lot of pictures of you two together on social media.”

the audience ‘awwwed’ at the photos that displayed behind you. on the screen, there were pictures of you and him that were on both of your instagrams. you two at gardens, getting food, even watching movies at each other’s houses.

“for just friends, these photos looks intimate , wouldn’t you say” a bunch of ‘yes’’s and ‘mhm’’s came from the crowd as both of your faces became red.

“we’re just best friends, honestly” jaeden laughed nervously, he fixed his hair with his hand has he always does.

“right right- can you tell me when this photo is from?” jimmy asked, the last picture flashing on the screen. it was of you both, you had just filmed your first scene together.

the first scene you filmed together was episode two, he saved you after you fell into ice cold water. it was how the characters met, and it was filmed at a cove on a windy august day.

the picture was a little blurry, but it added character. he had his arm around you, both of your hair soaked, and you share a huge towel. you remember how cold you were, your teeth chattered so rapidly. his hair was stuck to his forehead and more small pieces went up. and your lips were almost purple, half from the makeup, half because you swore that was the coldest water you had ever went in.

“that’s from when we first started filming, it was the first time we met in the show” you recited, re living the memory in your head. you remember jaeden pulling your head into his chest when the wind began blowing. you remember his thumb trying to create friction on your back to make you just a little warm.

“yes yes- you two look so adorable!” jimmy squealed, he was the most teenage-girl-grown-man you had ever met. his hand opened one of the drawers in the faux desk he sat behind, pulling out a small blue camcorder.

the camcorder.

you know how on tv shows, there is special footage? sometimes it’s just behind the scene specials but sometimes- sometimes - it’s footage the actors document when they were just having fun? yeah it was one of those camcorders.

the camcorder was brought in by the two other co hosts wyatt oleff and finn wolfhard (i know this cast is sooo original not really) they played jaedens two best friends on the show. while they weren’t filming, they’d dick around and talk about stupid stuff. you’d never seen what they filmed, but you had been featured quite a few times; their by them pranking you, or invading your personal space.

you looked over at jaeden, you watched his adam’s apple bob and a thin layer of sweat flush over his face. he bounced his leg slightly, a habit he had picked up from you.

“let’s just review our material here” jimmy teased, his tongue darting out between his teeth. the video began to play, the sound was loud; assumingely for jaeden quiet voice in the tape.

the video started with wyatts unsteady hand, him and finn were running around set, they stopped at jaeden, he was playing on his phone in his trailer.

“jaeden wesley we have come for you” finn yelled. you could see jaeden shoot up from his chair. “hey guys” he waved. they talked for around a minute, jokes and all. then finn started to giggle, wyatt zoomed in on jaedens face.

“so jaeden, how’s y/n?” he chuckled, jaeden blushed “she’s ok i guess dunno.” wyatt stopped zooming in when the only thing in frame was jaedens head. “the kiss was good hm?” wyatt asked. jaeden continued to play on his phone, he nodded. “yeah, she’s pretty cute too.”

the video cut to another segment, this was filmed after the sex scene. you knew because jaeden laid on the bed you, in the same underwear that he wore during the scene. the boys were jumping on the bed, and jaeden took the camera and talked to it.

“this is for memory and memory ONLY! h-hey y/nnn” he was talking to the camera like it was you “you’re amazing and cool” you could hear finn explode into laughter as he stole the camera back and started running “yeah! and he wants your babies and loves you so much-“ “SHUT UP FINN!!!” and jaeden chased him around.

the video was taken off the screen. your face had become close to ghostly white. it was weird, it was almost like he was dumb enough to think finn wouldn’t give jimmy this blackmail goldmine. you looked at jaeden, he hit his bottom lip until it was red, he itches his neck and laughed it off.

“yeah ok-ok jimmy, maybe i liked her back in the day” jaeden tried so hard to be casual, but jimmy hit him with a heart stopper: “but mr martell, the last clip was filmed less then a month ago!”

your mind flickered with memories and ideas of him.

your first time meeting, how good his hand felt in yours. when you wiped icecream off his chin, and him dotting icecream on to the top of your nose. the way his hair always fell perfectly above his eye brow. and SHIT how he always smelt so fucking good. how he let you fall asleep in his arms and how he never complained when you put on some stupid romcom and-

“y/n?” jimmy questioned. “huh?” you spaced, come on y/n you gotta stop doing that. “i asked how you felt about all of this.” “well, there isn’t a right word i can use.”

jaeden took this has a bad reaction, he did a small wave to the crowd and stood up to get off the stage.

you stood up, grabbed his hand, and laid one right on him. kissing him felt normal, but now that there was emotion behind it, it just felt so right.

you both stopped for air, the crowd went wild. jimmy was clapping too, you could barley hear them, your heart was pumping throughout your whole body. you swore jaeden could hear it.

after the show, you sat in your dressing room for a bit, contemplating the events of tonight, and how they were all broadcasted for your embarrassment. but it was only the beginning. only the beginning of what was to come for mr. and mrs. jaeden martell.

[kylie-writes-stuff]

“wife”

pairing: corpse husband x reader (female)

words: 1,714

requested?: no (send some in tho pls :) )

plot/summary: felix invites his friend, y/n, to play among us when they need an extra player. her and corpse get along well

authors note: so this isnt that good and i know a lot of corpse fics use a similar plot. i just wanted to try to write for corpse. hopefully things i write for him in the future are better. let me know what you think tho! also i really wanted reader to be best friends with karl bc i love him sm. uh every swiggly line is like a small time skip. this was written late at night btw and i didnt take much time to go over it

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You sat up from laying down when you heard your phone ring. You looked at the caller ID.

Felix.

"What's up Felix?" You ask with a small yawn.

"Aww, how sweet," You hear in the background.

You giggle and ask, "Is that Sean? Hi Sean!"

"Yeah, we're playing Among Us and need an extra player. You down?" Felix explained.

"Sure, just give me a few minutes. See you soon, whore"

"Bitc-" You hang up before he can finish.

You got up and turned off your TV, going to get ready. 

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You quickly tweet out that you're going live and say something on your insta story as well. You start your stream and slowly watch people flood in.

"Hey everyone! How are you guys doing?" You wave and smile, reading the chat.

"Everyone doing good, awesome! And i'm sorry to anyone having a bad day. I hope i can brighten it a bit!"

"Okay, sorry i didn't give you a further notice. I didn't even know i was gonna stream. Felix invited me to play Among Us so... here we are!"

You quickly join the discord and pull up the game, putting a cover over where the code goes.

"Hello?" You ask as you join the call. A chorus of greetings came your way.

"(Y/n)?"

"Karl!" You smile brightly.

Karl Jacobs was a good friend of yours. You would play on the Dream SMP sometimes. When you would, it would mostly be you being stupid with Karl and Alex, also known as Quackity. You were even a well know citizen of El Rapids.

"LET'S GOOOOO!" He yelled, making you laugh.

"Hey (Y/n), do you know everyone here?" Sean asks you.

"Um," You quickly scan through the names, "no, i don't think so."

You recognized names but you only personally knew Felix, Sean, Karl, and Ethan.

"Oh my god! Your voice is so cute!" Pokimane exclaims.

You giggle softly, "Thank you Poki!"

You're voice wasn't high pitched or anything like that, you just always spoke very softly and calmly. You were also a bit quiet.

Felix introduces you to those that you didn't know.

"There's one more person we're waiting for," He says.

While everyone waits, you and Karl run around each other's little characters and make jokes between yourselves. You mute yourself to read donations every once in a while.

You hear the discord chime, signaling that someone joined the call.

"WAIT CORPSE! DON'T SPEAK YET!" Felix yelled. "We have a new player. This is my friend (Y/n), say hi to her"

"Hello (Y/n)," Corpse said. You were taken aback by how deep his voice was but you didn't show it.

"Hi Corpse! Nice to meet you!" You said happily.

"Okay, how is she not freaking out?" Bretman said, making everyone laugh.

"Uh, (Y/n), do you mind letting me have black? It's cool if not.." Corpse asked gently.

"O-oh sure, no problem." You were usually black with the pink flamingo hat, but you ran over to the little computer and changed your color.

"Simp," Ethan mumbled, knowing you never switch from black.

"Thank you," He said, then the game started.

The word “Imposter” appeared on your screen in red, yours and Corpse's characters underneath.

As the game started, you thought no one could hear you so you spoke to your chat. "His voice was so deep, what the fuck? Holy shit that was hot, i'm gonna-"

"(Y/n)," Rae laughed, "You know we're playing proximity chat, right."

You blushed as you realized and said "Ha, anyways..." and ran to start faking tasks.

You ended up in electrical with Karl. "(Y/n)! My good friend, my buddy, you would never kill me right? Haha..." He said.

"Of course not, Karl! My good friend, my buddy. Why, I'm not even imposter," I said as i quickly dipped into the vent and back out, making him laugh.

I decided to show him because I knew Karl wouldn't say anything, and it's funny.

"Oh that's good then. Are you sure you're not imposter?"

"Mhm, pretty sure," You said, going back in. As you came out, Sykkuno walked in and froze.

"Uh, (Y/n)?"

"Fuck... Karl run! Go!" You said, Karl starting to leave. You walked closer and quickly killed Sykkuno then vented to security.

"That was close..." You told your chat.

You saw Corpse as you made your way around the map and walked into navigation.

"Hey, Corpse, how ya doing?"

"Ah you know, good. Just being crewmate and all."

You stifled a laugh, "Oh yeah I feel that, buddy."

"Yeah because there's no way that i'm imposter. No way i could be faking tasks and there's no possible way you could be the other imposter" He said quickly.

"For sure. Hypothetically speaking, though, if you were imposter, how many people would you have killed by now?"

"I would say probably around two."

"Interesting," You said right before a body was reported. It was Sykkuno's. Felix and Rae were also dead.

"WHAT!" Corpse yelled.

"Where was the body at?" Sean laughed.

"Uh I found it in electrical," Bretman said.

"I'm pretty sure Karl was in there earlier."

You calmly said, "It's not Karl, I was with him for most of the round."

"How do we know the two of you aren't imposters?" Sean asked.

"I was alone with him, he would have taken the chance to kill me."

"No, he's your best friend."

"He's also ruthless,"

"TRUE! SO TRUE!" Karl yelled.

"So skip?" Corpse asked.

Everyone agreed and the voting was skipped.

The next round, I spent with Ethan. He was pretending to be mad at me because Sean said Karl was my best friend.

"What happened to Blue Boi Buddies, huh?!" He exclaimed.

"Neither of our hair is even blue anymore!" You argued back.

You were in reactor with him when Corpse and Poki walked in. He hit the lights and you took it as a sign to double kill. He killed Poki, you killed Ethan, and the two of you made your way to electrical to help fix lights.

You and Corpse went the opposite direction of reactor after the lights were fixed, Karl going with you.

Poki's body was reported. That double kill only left you, Corpse, Sean, Karl and Bretman. You only needed two more kills.

"I still think it's Karl and (Y/n)," Sean said quickly.

"I was with (Y/n) the whole time," Corpse said, "In fact, I think it's you."

"That does make sense. Why so quick to accuse others, Sean?" You ask.

"It's not me!" He yelled.

"I actually agree with Corpse and (Y/n)," Bretman said.

"I was with you!"

We all voted for Sean, him voting for Karl. Sean was ejected.

When you load into spawn, you wait for the kill cool down and kill Bretman, saving Karl.

"Victory" appeared on your screen.

"God damn it!" Sean yelled.

"Good job, (Y/n)," Corpse said lowly.

You smiled, a slight blush on your cheeks, "You too Corpse."

"Their voices go together and they're a fuckin dream team? What have i done...," Felix sighed.

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A few more games went by. Most of them you and Corpse spent together, whether you were both crewmates or if one of you was imposter.

You really enjoyed his company and you actually got along with him pretty well.

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"(Y/n), before we get serious, I have one question to ask you." Corpse said as both of your characters stopped.

"What's that?" You giggled.

"Do you know Bingus?"

"Bingus? As in, our lord and savior, Bingus?"

You could hear the smile in his voice, "It's settled, you're my wife now."

This made both of you laugh and your chat go crazy.

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Eventually, people had to start leaving. You said your goodbyes to everyone and left the discord call and the game.

You set stream to where it was just your face cam.

"Guys, what should we do now?"

You saw some people asking what time it was for you.

"It's 3 AM right now... I’m not tired though.” You had been streaming for a few hours; You never even noticed how late it got.

People in chat were yelling at you to go to sleep, making you chuckle.

“How about we do a quick QnA, then at 3:30 I go to bed. Deal?”

You watched as the chat filled with questions. They obviously seemed to like the idea.

“‘Who is your best friend? Karl or Ethan?’ Neither, Alex Quackity. Next question.” You answered quickly.

You laughed, “I’d like to clarify that that’s a joke, i love all my friends equally.”

You answered more questions. Some were from new viewers asking basic questions, some were about future streams and videos. 

“‘How do you feel about people shipping you and Corpse?’“ People are already shipping us?” You laughed, “I’ve said before that I’m okay with shipping, as long as the other person is too. I think it’s funny.”

You continued to read chat. “Wait, we’re trending?”

You checked Twitter and “#(your and corpse’s ship name)” was trending in the US.

You laughed as you scrolled through the tag, “Oh this is so funny.”

“Fanart already?! You guys are so talented!”

You read chat, looking for more questions. You saw people telling you that it’s 3:30.

“Okay fine, a deal’s a deal. I hope you all have, or had, a great day and I’ll see you guys later. Depending on what time it is for you, you should also get some sleep. Stay hydrated, love you!” You ended stream.

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You scrolled through Twitter as you laid in bed, liking fanart and dumb memes. Also replying to a few of your friends’ tweets.

karl :) @/KarlJacobs_

@/(your username) what the honk ?

*clip of you saying Quackity was your best friend*           

You liked the tweet and replied, “karl no,,, look away,,,”

You continued scrolling, feeling your eyes get droopy. Your eyes fell closed but quickly opened when your phone vibrated. It was a DM. 

From Corpse.

You two had followed each other earlier.

Corpse: hey (y/n), just wanted to say you’re really cool and i’d love to play again with you soon 

You smiled, a light blush spreading across your cheeks, and replied.

You: i’d love to, corpse

Corpse: ok, see you soon ‘wife’

You: back at ya, ‘husband”

Corpse: :)

You: :)