#and thats not to say that he hasn't done/said questionable things but the way the public has reacted to him is soooooooo telling when it

[judeiscariot]

to be quite honest john mulaney they could never make me hate you

[elainsgirl]

"He hasn't gotten that far with his planning, certainly not beyond the fantasies he pleasured him to."

That has got to be one of the most misunderstood thing that has ever been written.

It's not that Azriel doesn't want a future, it's that he feels like he can't have it, thats why he doesn't see it! People are so stupid to see the real reason behind it and uses it as an argument just so they think their ship is better. Its ridiculous.

Its just another example of antis twisting canon/context to fit their narratives,

Rhys doesn’t ask Azriel about his future plans w Elain. He asks about Lucien specifically, “what about Lucien?” And to THAT he replied how he hadn’t gone that far with his planning. Which we know its true, Azriel has done nothing to Lucien or even affect elucien hence no plan to remove Lucien out of the equation has been made -> he hasn’t gone that far into actually doing anything. He’s just minding his business, staying away from Elain despite how down bad he is for her.

and here’s the thing, another example of antis x inconsistency-> They call Azriel entitled for questioning the cauldron yet criticise him for not planning an entite future with Elain…when that would literally be the definition of entitlement especially as he did not know for sure how she felt about him.

If elriel wanted to get together, the next step could be a bloodduel which Az was ready for. What else did they want him to say or do bcs im afraid anything else would’ve come across as arrogance & again, entitlement. Could you imagine the riot that he would have caused if he had said, “yes I’ve planned an entire future with Elain. She will obviously break the bond for me, we will have x many children and live in this place and she’ll do that and I’ll do this” THAT is what you call toxic and controlling especially as there is no imput from Elain.

The thing is - I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again, antis hold elriel to a higher standard then every other ship bcs they hate the idea of two consenting, interested individuals getting together. Idk what they expected. A love confession!? A proposal!? Az to march up & wake Lucien and demand a blood duel? Their expectations are lowkey ridiculous whichever way you look at it.

And yh. This man did not know the full extent of elains feelings for him. He did not know if his feelings were returned or one sided, the man whose crush chose his brother over him with 0 explanation, the man who still hides his scars - is not going to think he is worthy of someone he is interested in. Azriel would feel the same about any Love interest. Mor, Elain, Eris or Gwyn - his insecurities and low self worth would remain. Difference is? Elain chose him over her mate. Showed him how much she wanted him. Took his scarred hands without hesitation. Never showed fear at him or his shadows.

Gwynriels in their HCs have this same dynamic. Az has a moment where he feels unworthy and Gwyn makes him feel better. Guess what? That WILL happen with elriel, it already has as I pointed out above. Its also a common trope/issue within romance books so idk why antis are acting as though its something so bad. They’re always yapping about how much they’ve read romance books yet can’t recognise this simple, common trope?

Thing is - when your ship is so undeveloped that it has no issues, yh it’ll be perfect. But thats now how romance is written, especially not how Mass writes her romances. Every single couple has issues, insecurities and fears they overcome. That’s what makes them special. Unique. Complex.

[moongoopy]

The Fingernail Issue

c: gojo wasn't told of toji having a sibling leading him to wonder what kind of brother toji fushiguro was

c/w: Reader is adopted here, modern au, fluff, Toji's family are not a bunch of assholes, Reader is Toji's adoptive sibling, platonic and crack and humour ig

a/n: thought about this while making potato chips

"You have a sibling!? Why haven't you told us?"

"There was no need."

Toji slurped his noodles, ignoring the groan that he got from Gojo Satoru. Being in the same club with Gojo Satoru and a few other extras proved to be quite fun. He thought joining the basketball club with egocentric people would be infuriating but in this little group he managed to make friends suprisingly. He let Sukuna take his shrimp while he shrugs, right now; Gojo was quite adamant on getting to know his kid sibling that was in the same school as him, just two grades lower than him.

Geto slips in a joke if he wanted to court them or something since the white haired male next to him who was currently miming a camera with his two hands. Just the thought of another Fushiguro gave him the heebie jeebies, he was already offputting with how crass his personality was, his sibling would probably be the same. He gagged to Geto's comment, his hand on his chin when he thought about it.

"Unless, your sibling isn't a carbon copy of you and is way more better than you.."

Sukuna waved his hand to deny that sentence with a smirk and it received a nudge from Toji, they had this whispering thing they had going on to keep secrets away from Gojo and they giggle like two middle schoolers finding out about a dirty secret.

"Oh so you've met them, Ryoumen?" Nanami sipped his coffee, he had his notebook infront of him, consistently taking notes since he'd miss a day of school and its already biting him in the ass. The pink haired male shrugged, copying the same move as his friend that made Gojo click his tongue to.

"If you don't like them, why are you even curious?"

Gojo defended himself, "Its not that I dont like them, I barely met them. Its just that.."

Without noticing he painted an image of you even before seeing you in the flesh so maybe you weren't that bad. Gojo just cant imagine Toji having a sibling, would he be a doting brother? A strict one? Geto had stated stuff about dating and he barely batted an eye so it looked like to Gojo that Toji didnt really care about you but the next words that Toji said irked him.

"You look like you have a lot on your mind, Gojo. Mind sharing?"

Toji finished his noodles but thought of leaving some of the soup at the bottom, thats where all the seasonings sink to. Knocking his chopsticks into the bowl, he leaned forward to hear what Gojo had say. Gojo was the type to walk past the obvious and it was funny. Seeing THE Gojo Satoru struggle was entertaining.

"Nah, I'm good, I'll just see them myself." He bit on his lollipop, crunching up the last bits down his throat.

"Good luck finding them then," The black haired man got up from his seat with his tray and Gojo gasped. He hasn't even finished asking questions but knowing him, he loved avoiding questions like some personal torture he lets people go through.

"I'm bringing my mom to the clinic so I gotta run," Toji gruffly said, grabbing his jacket and he was so fast to slip away.

"Hey! Are you sure you're not using that as an excuse again? Me and Suguru legit saw Mrs. Fushiguro doing laps the other day!"

"Even did some cardio too.." Geto chuckled, remembering how Toji's mom proudly confessed how she had done a lot of stuff in one day. It made him smile while Gojo was sulking like a poodle beside him. Sukuna cleared his throat from eating and cleaned his plates up. He glanced at Gojo mischeviously.

"Well.. if you want to know one thing.." Sukuna dragged the silence a little longer before chuckling. "They're a bit of the same."

Sukuna too walks away, waving slyly to meet up for practise soon and Gojo scoffed. That sleazy bastard thought that information on you was new.

"That was sooo lame."

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Toji had his hands on the wheel, listening to his mother talk about what should they have for dinner. In between talking about your favourites and if his dad was gonna come home, she recalled the days where you first came home.

Mama Fushiguro liked recalling this a lot and when many people were bored by this tale by now, Toji showed interest. He didn't admit though when he finally had a kid sibling in his house, he was actually pretty elated. The house was quiet on its own with himself but with you, it was like he had a friend.

When you are adopted, his peace wasn't disrupted at all but it was like yours was. You were in a completely new environment but not unfamiliar. You had been fostered before but he didn't pry into your past, there was no need to he thinks. It was normal for you to be distant even if his parents try to pry you out your shell like a cat with its nails stuck on the walls. You claw back to your comfort and wasn't all that talkative.

He didn't force you to talk or advise you on anything because it was clear you could handle yourself, you just like to keep to yourself more than his parents. But knowing this doesn't make the bond between you and him all the more stumped. He did attempted to eventhough his mother would nag about how it was barely anything; calling you down for dinner wasn't talking and hell, task dividing either!

Going to the same college didn't made you two any closer. He thought asking you about school was corny and didn't bother, he didn't really think much of it. By the tired look in your face, it was more than enough to know what you've been through but he was sure you stayed out of trouble because he made sure of that.

He took his usual route back to the car but realise you were a bit late. You weren't usually tardy, he was and even so you would still wait for him out of courtesy. He spun back around and thought of fetching you in an instant. Maybe now was the time he would open his mouth and talk to you.

There was a bit of a ruckus in one of the classrooms. If he didn't had sharp ears then he would've walked right past but that was one of the subject classes you attend and peeped in.

It was horrid.

He saw a bunch of hooligans messing up your notebooks and scraping it against the ground with their shoes. He recognized some of them as they squat at your level and taunt you.

It was some people in his fan club or whatever and he heard bits of how someone this puny couldn't be his sibling. You were clutching onto a bag and it wasn't just your bag that you were concerned of, the laptop that his parents gave were in it and the bag slides clean off and you were only protecting the laptop with your life. You didn't mind your keychains being ripped off and tossed about but amongst the stomping, the laptop was clutched tightly in your arms.

"Hey!"

His shout boomed across the room, shocking even you. You looked up to see your brother and he looked about ready to rip into the bullies with his bare hands. The group turned pale when they saw that their idol had caught them in the act of tormenting his little sibling and bit their tongue as their knees wobble.

The details of the lecture/threat of Toji wasn't heard as your ears buzz with fear. His touch made you snap back to reality, his rough hands helping you up gently and you wobble in your place.

"Holy shit.." You exclaimed in a huff to which he looked at you in an instant.

"You're really fucking loud when you're mad."

Silence settled to which the both of you laughed at in few seconds. This was the first time you didn't feel akward and commented so honestly. He patted your back and pick up your stuff, though soiled; atleast you were only shaken but unharmed.

The walk back to the car came naturally albeit a bit of limping in your step, you had twisted your ankle while running to catch the laptop before the others did and it sparked hellfire in Toji. His main priority now is atleast offering a crumb of comfort and heard out your reasoning for portecting a device rather than your skull.

"We could always buy you a new laptop,"

"I like the one now."

"Its not worth it breaking your skull in to protect it though."

To be honest, it wasn't about liking it. Just the big smiles on your adoptive parents' faces when they urged you to open the gift they bought you, it made your eyes all teary.

You weren't adopted before but you had to go through mean foster parents that had too much on their hands and that led to negliance to your needs. That led to several arguments and got you sent to the adoption center and it broke you, just the thought of connecting with another family made you numb.

But this family was so gentle with you. Even when you showed that there was no need for such kindness yet it wasn't that they coaxed you out of your shell but that they were so tender through their actions.

Toji notices the tears and scratches the back of his neck, he didn't read this in the big brother dummy book to know what to do if his little sibling cries. You had a distant look in your eyes before you realised you had reached the car with him.

Thankfully, both parents didn't notice the missing schoolbag or the agitated state that you're in. They were all smiles and Mamaguro was powdering on her face so it meant a family outing tonight.

You couldn't help but panic when you try to think of an explanation of your missing bag but Toji butted in on his parents conversations.

"Hey, Y/N wanted some ice cream before dinner, is that okay?"

Toji blurted out all of a sudden and you so badly wanted to deny it but he dug a deeper hole for you when the two agreed so quickly. They were excited that you finally requested something in a while and the car swerved to the nearest convenience store. Your brother adjusted himself in his seat, taking out his earphones and leaned a bit closer so the two infront won't hear.

"No worries, there's a store that sells bags beside the convenience store."

You huffed out a breath, your mouth feeling so dry and nodded to his words. He was a life saver.

Toji remembered how jittery you were when he suddenly made up some shit about you wanting ice cream that he couldn't help but chuckle outloud. The light from your eyes almost dimmed when you thought he would snitch on you. He parked close to the clinic, turning his back to grab an umbrella incase it rained. His mom pouted to his sudden chuckle and sighed.

"What are you laughing for? You're not ditching practise, yknow? You're going after you send me off at the clinic."

"Huh?" His mom showed a text conversation between her and Geto and scoffed. The lengths that man bun would go to have him show up at practise. That damn milf hunter-

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"Hands up if your name is Y/N Fushiguro!!!" The class erupted in some noise upon seeing the popular duo stand near the doors of their class. When you heard your name being called, you reluctantly raised your hand; recognising who these two were.

The duo's faces fell for a moment, choking. Oh, you were adopted? Not in an offensive way obviously but Gojo might've heaved a sigh of relief. Atleast you weren't a splitting reflection of your brother, that would give him nightmares! Geto on the other hand realised why Toji would hide such a fact, an element of suprise if you will. He thought the two of them wouldn't find you out in an instant, did Toji thought so low of them? You raised a brow, wondering what they wanted.

They watched you walk out the classroom and Gojo adjusted his glasses. The graphic t-shirt and the style you had was a sublte influence from your brother.

"Well, well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes?"

You had the exact relaxed expression like your brother except you slowly turn weirded out, why were they ogling you like this?

You took time to observe them head to toe subtly while Gojo yapped about the tale of how Toji didn't reveal that he had a younger sibling, they were lean and muscular and they had this obvious good cop bad cop duo energy. The white haired man sounded visibly upset that you were kept as a secret from the rest, was this some kind of facade to get to know you better? You shifted to one foot to another, stopping the music playing in your earpods and cleared your throat.

"Do you want to get with my brother or something orrr...?" Gojo didn't get to the point so you went straight in but due to their reactions, you might've miscalculated. Tilting your head, you pointed at Geto's painted nails and the earrings he had.

"And you.. are you two like gay or something?" You put your hands in defense, talking quickly before they get the wrong idea, "Hey, I don't discriminate. I just barely had any fans of my brother be male sooo..."

For once in their lives, Gojo was speechless and Geto had his eyes wide open like crazy.

One thing was for sure, anyting that was the apart of the Fushiguro family was a complete nightmare.

[ghosts-writing-stuffs]

Hey all!! I managed to see the sonic 3 movie a day BEFORE it officially released (THATS RIGHT THE 19TH BABY!!!) and OH BOY WAS IT SOMETHING

IT WAS SO GOOD I WAS FUCKING INSANE THE ENTIRE TIME

I ALSO GOT A LIMITED EDITION POSTER??? READ IT AND WEEP BOYS

(and here is the promo cutout they had, I wish I could've taken it home 😭)

And lemme tell y'all, your fears did not come true!!! There were no fatphonic jokes (that I saw at least) and the gun uniforms were not as they seemed.

I only have one (1) bad thing to say about this movie, which I can't say here, spoilers.

Anyways, I liveblogged (what I could, my fingers could NOT type fast enough) my thoughts in a draft. One of my irls (you know who you are) requested to see my thoughts, so I figured I'd post them

Without further ado,

Sonic 3 spoilers below the cut

"You lost her when you were so young, but you didn't let that pain change you. You stayed the same, in here (points to his heart)"

GUYS IM IM IM!!!!!!!!!!

"we need team sonic" "who chose that name?"

Did they suddenly conscript these children?? Are they that pathetic??? ALSO WHY DIDNT MADDIE OR TOM PUT UP A FIGHT PLEASE GUYS

"talk about a low budget flight, no food or movies? We're outta here" THEY SAID THE THING THE THING THE THING THEY SAID IT

HES GOT A SICKASS ENERGY GUN????

HE DOES THE AKIRA SLIDE UP A SKYSCRAPER?

Also he,,, he has the LIVE AND LEARN THEME EVERYTIME HE DOES SOMETHING COOL

THE RESTAURANT IS CALLED "CHAO GARDEN"

THEY CALLED HIM THE ULTIMATE LIFEFORM!!!!!

DUDE STONE ALSO HAS A SICK ASS MOTORCYCLE???? HIS INTRODUCTION IS HIM DODGING A MISSLE

A WHITE MAN DIED ON SCREEN????? Ohhh this is how they're gonna frame sonic

"please join me in the crab" STONE YOU ARE THE FUNNIEST MAN EVER

"the person I trust most in the world" STONEBOTNIK CONFRIMED????

Bro needs his hedgehog electric shock fix 💀💀

WAS MARIA ON EARTH???

Shadow: >:(

Maria: >:)

BLANKET FORT??? 😭😭😭😭

Gerald: *sees a grieving child* what if I manipulate him into being my weapon

THE MENTION OF KNUCKLES AND GHOSTS!! PUMPKIN HILL!!!

THEYRE SO GAY???? STONEBOTNIK WE ARE WINNING

Also he hasn't gotten another shirt this is fucking wonderful 😭😭

OH MY GOD HES BISEXUAL I DIDNT KNOW THAT

"where'd you go hedgehog, I wasn't done trauma dumping"

"LIKE TWO CHARACTERS IN A MOVIE BEING PLAYED BY THE SAME ACTOR" (looks at fourth wall)

I need someone to check if all the quiz questions are true, please

THEY BOTH NEED THEIR HEDGEHOG SHOCK FIX

Damb, not the kink shaming from eggman

"GOOD ONE HOT TOPIC" IM GOING TO SCREAM

YEAHH THE WRITING IN THE PRISON CELL

YEAHHH ECLIPSE CANNON TIME!!!

"holy crab"

"spacious and cretaceous"

"the crab flies :)"

OH YEAH RESOLVING THE DADDY ISSUES

NOO STONE NOT THE GAY LONGING :(((

"don't be bad parents—" "YEAHHH THEYRE GOOD PARENTS"

LASERS FROM SA2!!!! BTW GUYS THE PARENTS ARE IN GUN UNIFORMS BC THEYRE SNEAKING IN!!! THEYRE SPIES!!!!

Knuckles is guardian of the emerald alone 😭

REVENGE GUAC!!!!

Uh oh, Gerald isn't so nice? :(

JIM CARREY GOT MOVES

Break glass in case of emergency!!

NO WAIT TO SHOOT A CHILD WHAT THE FUCK GUN

OH SHIT DID THEY ACTUALLY KILL HIM???

THE REALISTIC FOUR PENETRATING NIPPLES

Stone 😭😭😭 STONEEE 😭😭😭😭

"I already lost you once I can't lose you again" STONE

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LIVE TOM PLEASE

SONIC NO

THE ANNOUNCEMENT!!!

Man :((( they didn't shoot her directly :(((

Uh ohhh robotnikkkk youu should've listened to stoneeee

HE WENT SUPER

NOT THE PARTHANON

NOT THE SUICIDAL HEDGEHOG

Just two besties,,,, chilling on the moon

"you always have a choice"

Mantis robotnik,,, kinda hot 😳

WHITE MAN DOWN 🥳🥳🎉🎉

HE PULLED OUT THE CHAOS SPEARS!!!

DO IT DO IT PISS ON THE MOON PLEASE

HE PISSED ON THE MOON

So sonic + shadow are fine without air but tails isn't???

HES TAKING OF THE INHIBITORS!!!

"I love the way you make it"

THE BEST WE'LL GET TO AN I LOVE YOU GUYS WE DID IT

OTHER WHITE MAN ALIVE 🥳🥳🎉🎉

[nalyra-dreaming]

Here's a discussion prompt (if you were looking for one lol)

Louis' last two scenes with lestat and after he talks to Daniel.

Its powerful. It packs a punch. To me, louis is finally getting somewhere with vampirism and his own grief regarding claudia. The music adds to it. Jacob Andersons performance absolutely blew me away. Armands betrayal is absolutely a huge part of who louis is going to move forward with himself. "I'm companion enough" YESSIRRR "hey, its not on you" IKTR

Id go to war for him. WARRRRR

I definitely see it taking a looong time for Louis to move past what Armand did to Claudia and Madeleine. In the books, he knew the whole time it was Armand. I actually love that they made it this huge reveal. Tv hasn't been this good for a hot minute and Rockstar Lestats gonna break the internet next season. (Possibly me as well but thats not why I'm jumping in your asks)

:))) (yeah, the rockstar arc is going to be something, I agree 😅)

I said it in another ask, but Louis got a speed-run of his development in the books, which frees him up for the actual relationship "Loustat" arc that Rolin always talked about.

Which does not mean that Louis and Lestat will get back together right away, no, but in the books the "Merrick" storyline and Memnoch and the coma definitely are hiccups along the way. I think those have been moved out of the way with the way they did it (and I don't think the show is doing Memnoch).

But Louis... has taken on responsibility. He is companion enough for himself right now, because of that, true, but he is, in a very real way only discovering himself now, too, and he is also only now about to learn the truth about a whole lot of things.

And for the first time Louis acknowledges that.

Because it's not just about Lestat and his behavior, no it was always also about Louis and his refusal to look at himself, and at the life he now lives. At the rules and repercussions that came with that. What did Jacob say? Louis realizes in season 2 that the problem is him?^^ Something like that. Because Louis didn't really ask questions before. Did not heed warnings (by Lestat or Armand... or Claudia). And now, he's over 100 years old, and has to acknowledge some things. And by coming to terms with those... he is coming to terms with himself.

Which, as said, frees him up for the upcoming arcs.

This Louis is more of a force to reckon with, and yes, the betrayal by Armand weighs a lot more heavy. This Louis... who we know will feature much more prominently than in the books (and thankfully so!) will take action if needed. Because he's been kept passive, and docile, for decades.

And he's definitely done with that.

And as soon as he understands... and realizes... and then engages... oh I cannot wait, tbh. Jacob will be magnificent.

I cannot wait for the show to fully show us this Louis.

Because before we only saw shadow echoes of him, and an edited tale. Now, now we'll see the "real Louis".

[angy-grrr]

thoughts:

Himiko Toga never chose a villain name because she has always been the monster and demon for others, internalizing it. But also because she isnt trying to be someone else, but proudly show herself and her love -AFO exploited this to reaffirm the previous, so she never even realized she could give her blood for others.

Ochako Uraraka's goal and arc isn't finished until we see a few main points: "who will save heroes?" A discussion about heroism and saving, and I wouldnt be too surprised if saving villains also come up here as a developed version of the first. They are all people, and that's what matters over their assigned roles. "Himiko Toga". Where is she? Ochako's arc can't be finished until we see or hear what ended up happening. "What does she feel about it all?" She needs a resolution and express her feelings, and with the hiding she has done recently I cant help but wonder even more about Himiko's state, as she is the person who makes Ochako feel safe enough to talk about her thoughts. And lastly"You like him, dont you?" What will happen with her love for Izuku? Is she going to hide it, confess, talk about it more with Himiko? I still think about "the reveal" during her fight with her, and her hair covering her whole face... It could be because she "needs" to tell and show her whole face to Izuku*. I would prefer it another way tho

*She said she admires Himiko for being able to say her feelings and love who she does with her whole face, if I remember correctly, while remembering an Izuku who is looking somewhere (someone?) else smiling. I believe its important that she doesnt have her face shown there, but we still dont have a clear reason why. Is she just not able to show that love to Himiko because she hasn't shown Izuku first? Is it because she no longer feels it? In the next panel she says shes now going to stop her, we can see her face, and her mouth is covered in blood. Is it because their battle was never about him? Because she is ashamed of those feelings? Because she doesn't want to engage in them?

With chapter 425 taking us by surprise because of her first interaction with Midoriya after the war, I prefer to think she has her hair covering her face because she still can't be honestly herself with him. Partially? Yes completely, but she can't tell him her feelings like with Himiko.

I hope she expresses her feelings to the class, to her parents, her friends, the civilians... but I really don't think a confession to him and him only would solve anything.

She doesn't want or can't chase him and his feelings like with Himiko; Izuku is acting weird, upset about many things, and she doesn't see that, im sure she would have tried to help if she actually knew. Even tho she looks around to find a crying Himiko, she doesn't try to do the same now, and in fact rejects it; she decided her feelings are not for him or others to see, at least at the moment.

So how does Hori plan to change this in such little time? Is Izuku going to chase after her, when thats what he has always done with everything he wants? Doesn't he deserve to be chased back? Doesnt she deserve the right to decide how much of herself she wants to reveal to him? Or mourn the loss in her own terms, in case Toga's dead or she thinks she is?

With her feelings for both Midoriya and Toga she has tried to put heroism first, focus only on that; with the first one because she fails at her goals and just blindly imitates him without finding herself, and the second one because she shouldn't feel that way and questions herself over those quite frequently.

I have no idea if Horikoshi plans to make her put her feelings first for him over heroism like she did with her -risking it and acting against what a hero "should" do so they can both just be Himiko Toga and Ochako Uraraka.

I have no idea, but it would make me so sad if he did.

EDIT:

In chapter 424 we see Shoto first in the hospital, when the narration explains things cant be as simple as Deku thought as a kid. Then Ochako appears, with her arm over her stomach probably thinking about her fight. It can't end so easily, and I wouldnt be surprised if chapter 427 or 428 was about them.

Fun thought: what if Himiko is the one about to see Spinner? jkjkjk. It could be cute tho.

[sugarywishes]

In your AU, what do you think originally made William do what he did? And more pressingly, how did his motivations and goals change over time, as he got spring locked and eventually burned later on? I am very curious, especially with all the different interpretations around. And I wonder if it was a small thing at worse made worse by Evan's and/or Elizabeth's deaths, or if he was long gone even before they occurred...

May I just say, I absolutely love every question you throw at me, it gives me time to flesh out my rewrite of FNAF a lot and I really appreciate it! Answer below as usual. Also I guess, spoilers for my rewrite?? (As if I haven't been constantly yapping about this)

His original motivation was indeed Evan. He was his most treasured valuable, and losing him was horrible for everyone, and also having your family slandered by everyone in the community and getting fired made things even worse. It made William become more unhinged than he's ever been before, and he kills Charlie as a result (it was accidental drunk rage)

Anyways he totally freaks out at this and drives away before anyone could see him. He tried his best to forget abt it and avoid the restaurant and Henry but he went back to the location eventually to take cash (cause yk he doesn't have money so he resorted to steal some because Henry never took Will's keys, and also he didn't change the locks) and then he notices something off about the puppet animatronic, it seems almost too alive. Out of curiosity, he checks the old Golden suits in the back and sees that Fredbear's suit seems weirdly twitchy for being inanimate. And he notices that a weird dark ooze spills out of the robots so he takes some of it to investigate more in his basement

Some library scouring here, some personal experiments here and he dubs the substance Remnant and deduced that maybe enough of this could maybe bring Evan back to life (so his plan was to pull a Victor Frankenstein, holy shit) so he originally killed the MCI to collect more remnant to eventually use for Evan's corpse to hopefully bring him back, it successfully brought back a rat he was testing (but he failed to see that the rat kept decaying even when it was still 'alive') So who's to say that Evan just wouldn't become some sort of zombie or something?

But he starts getting a little too into the killing children thing. When he killed the first three, he did it out of a necessity and didn't really have any feelings when doing so. But after Fritz and Cassidy he started to enjoy it (and as i said in the Cassidy post he didn't have to kill her but he did because he wanted to) it was the first time he's felt joy since before Evan's death. It actually kind of grossed him out, so for a while, he stopped killing. (Internal conflicts, he'll eventually completely embrace this horrible part of him, and also because it's to show that he could've just not done that but yk thats the consequences of his actions so...) But he still thought it wasn't enough remnant (it's an excuse for him to keep killing!)

But as I said before he likes doing things the easy way, and he thought maybe if I make robots to kill kids I just get remnant faster and uh oh. Liz dies. And he doesn't really like the fact that the children that he does tolerate somewhat keep dying so he ditches that idea. It also makes him even more crazy!

This moment kinda awakens a fear of death in him (as if he hasn't been surrounded by death by KILLING KIDS) so now he starts killing the DCI/KCI kids to get some remnant for himself (and also cause he likes killing kids) to live longer to 'keep working on his Evan project' (which he has been sidelining), then yk then he dies. And in my other posts I said he doesn't remember much of anything in his human life when he becomes Springtrap, so in his memories he killed kids just cause he thought it was fun and he wanted to be immortal. Same thing applies to Scraptrap and Glitchtrap (at least until he sees Gregory and it awakens the locked away memories he had of his family, but that's a story for another time!)

He's always had the potential to be evil (as it think everyone has that) but it took a while for him to fully become the monster he is deep down. Or something like that idk how to sound cool in text lmao

[catboydreamer]

summary; scaramouche w/ a partner who has a large amount of insecurity towards cheating. for the most part, this work is pretty fluffy and sweet but you'll see why the warnings are necessary of course :)

content warnings; mentions of past abuse including topics such as neglect and manipulation. cheating on the end of past partners as well. (essentially, if you have these sort of triggers,, don't read / proceed with caution, please)

you tell scaramouche pretty early on about your history. its hard to proceed without telling him. plus, you're running out of reasons for your random breakdowns over the smallest things.

it's a long night; you have to sit him down and explain everything that happened to you. it's not an easy task to complete, its emotionally draining for starters and crying felt sort of awkward. which is funny, you've been crying in front of him very often and he hasn't said anything to you yet...regardless, you felt stiff and so fuckin' seen in the worst sort of way? it's like there's a spotlight on you.

actually, he doesn't mind at all. but you can't ignore the way he tensed up and dug his fingernails into his pants while you recalled the details. the way your ex would ignore you endlessly and then dare to act as if you didn't love them. how they bashfully flirted with others in front of you. your final stray being this happening for months, right in front of you in long phases of i love yous and silence that reeks and then when you /finally/ go out again, there they are. with someone else. it hurt so fuckin' bad and you just simply broke. you couldn't do it anymore. so, you packed it up and left. that's it.

despite his rough demeanor he simple can't understand why anyone could stand to do that to you. he isn't heartless so he can't really wrap his mind around this concept. the person you were with was a fuckin' asshole. that's what he knows for sure.

even more than usual, you'll find scaramouche checking himself while you're around. his tone changes or is different, suddenly he pulls back and says, "it's not you, darling, i'm still frustrated from work". or if he's feeling weird about touches, he'll sigh and let you know, "my skin feels like it's on fire today. i do...appreciate your comfort". and the list goes on, even in silly ways like holding your hand through the crowded streets and checking to make sure you're following him and /always/ checking your anxiety levels. he doesn't care, you are going to always come first above all.

it's hard /not/ to feel like its superficial. that it's fake and soon all this love will be gone. or can you say its love? maybe just ... these actions of affection.

somehow, he senses your feelings and the way you pull a little from it all. so, he does ask you. he's very calm about it and its when you're both getting ready for bed that he brings it up.

his arms are laid across his chest as he stares sternly towards you. "what's wrong with you?"

the question shocks you and makes you freeze. it feels...scary? you can't place it but it feels wrong? like maybe he's trying to coax a argument out of you. "i'm not sure what you mean."

scaramouche sighs and your heartrate starts to increase. you're already panicking and he hasn't even done /anything/.

"You don't seem right. you aren't acting... the way you do. did i do something wrong?" its easy to tell he has to force the words from his mouth and he starts to try to busy himself a bit.

your eyes widen, and suddnely you feel a tiny bit embarassed. "no, no. you didn't do anything wrong. you seem to do everything right. thats the problem."

scaramouche stomps over to you and huffs. "can i touch your face?" you can only nod without looking too hard at him. it hurts.

he touches his fingers to your cheek softly before he cups it into his palm. when you look at him all you can see is how softly he looks at you.

this is where you break but quietly. its only silent tears that fall from your eyes. his forehead falls against yours as he sighs. he mumbles something you coudln't hear, you can't listen over your own heartbeat and the shit he's pulling so fuckin' softly. he's so sweet. so sweet to you. and for what? so, you can't help the apologies that fall from your lips.

“don’t you dare apologize to me.”

“ah. sorry.”

he lifts his head from yours and places his hand flat against your cheek. you lean into it. slowly, and quietly he huffs, “didn’t I just tell you to stop apologizing?”

you freeze up, your eyes full of fear instantly. and in return, he pales. all color drained from his face and none of his body moves for an instant.

he snaps out of it, spitting out, “shit. shit, I’m sorry, love. I don’t know what I did but you don’t need to worry. I promise.”

finally, you can snap from the icy hold. you start crying again but much harder this time, and this time, your hands grip into his shirt and pull him towards you. you cry into his neck for an hour straight. he holds you and waits for you to be ready.

when you are, he is patient. he starts to pull away from you and he hears a whimper fall from your lips. he slows his movement immediately.

“I’m getting you some water. for your throat.”

slowly, you nod. you speak up, “can I come with you?”

he shrugs. there is no issue and you are free to do as you please. he fully pulls away from you now.

as the two of you walk to the kitchen, you’re close behind. you watch his every move.

It’s when the water is running that you speak up, “I… he really fucked me up you know? I feel bad that you have to deal with the effects of it. it’s annoying.”

scaramouche whips around, drink in hand but the water left running. He sets the water in front of you.

he kneels in front of you, a sigh leaving his lips. “the habits can be… annoying as you say. but honestly,” he pauses running a hand over his hair, “I would endure it all for you a million times. it’s worth it.”

your breath catches as you process the entire sentence. “ah…”

your face twists into a wide smile from cheek to cheek. “I’ve never felt so happy. thank you.”

scaramouche places his hands flat to your cheeks, “I’d love for you to always smile like this. It looks so good on you.”

you laugh, “since when were you so cheesy?”

scaramouche doesn’t speak. he lets his mouth do all the talking in a way he knows how to, by pressing his lips against yours.

you melt into a perfect kiss and can’t help the love the love that you feel for him. even broken people can feel loved and love again.

[misc-obeyme]

LISTEN. (cw torture, barb thirst, mc infofump, mentions of murder and devildm politics, a bunch'a spoilers for Barbatos live ★ & Tea time w you-, obey me whump, conditioning, rant about newer fandom this ask is a wild ride)

But I also like the idea of him discovering what you’ve been doing & then questioning you about your methods. Like he’s impressed you would take matters into your own hands, but he is also an expert and can teach you many things~

Cue you getting taken on as the torturer’s apprentice. When you tell Solomon, he just goes pale and stammers out a joke about how he doesn’t like sharing his apprentice lol.

I'm gonna interrupt you like the potato i am but like???yes????? you do not understand my obsession with torture. I always thought I'm a masochist but I've recently figured i was wrong and Boy it Was the best feeling in rhe world to figure out whats wrong with me-

also my mc is both Sol's apprentice in magic and Barb's student in torture and baking. mhmhmmm. I also Do Not Like the brothers so much my mc was never an exchabge student. I did some black butler shit back there and now he lives in the castle. like two years before the exchange program- (no my canon doesnt follow the game's canon caue thats so very badly written) and he also helps w murdering people who are against Diavolo. and people just ?? can't believe it- there has to be some sort of a war shit going on. Dia is too kind to do this- also, if anyone figures they don't. Barb has POWERS-

and BOY DO I LOVE BARB FOR THAT. Also dia but he isnt important rn sjsksk. in the new event's card he said smth like he would cross his own boundries for the sake of Diavolo and Devildom. althought he didnt say for mc so 😔 but thats hot af still. But buT BUT vvv

villain wannabe. wdym darkness?? you said itll be for the sake of devildom! idk im misinterpenting or no but this is so side ways I'm a bit ????ing rn

also in Tea time with you when you ask him what the fuck he did that even being a 24/7 slave butler to Diavoli won'y undo the mistake he had done?? he laughs?? HEEHEEE???? what are you Michael Jackson? and the other option he goes straight to anger so idk whats with the huge difference in replies-

anyway angry Barb is also best Barb i dont make the rules. also he's the butler of their PRINCE noone gets to harm mc. they'd dissapear. go missing. possibly either killed or very altered. Came Back Wrong™ ohoho, imagine if some of the castle workers/maids etc used to be high ranked nobles and demons and they've done smth so wrong that lowered them to this. and they don't remember it?? and noone else does remember too. just some lost names. okay not to get far-

BUT LISTEN Barb has definitly done some conditioning bs out there you can not prove it otherwise. also, Mammon keeps getting punished by Lu and hasn't changed so imagine the pain those demons have to go through for that-

JSKSKAJ!! BARB IS HOT OKAY- HES SADISTIC. I live sadistic demon butlers . also the fact that he has a torture dungeon- and who says there aren't demons in the hidden prisons waiting for their turn? i imagine Barb would randomly take one, do the things™ and leave for the next few months. the second the demons think they're forgotten/ theyre doomed. its also not in order so yep more stress. so wha i was goimg to say is imagine a very sadistic and mentally ill™ mc whos very angry tortuing some " innocent" souls in the dungeons. also, I tend to imagine Barb has taught Lucifer a few forms of torture when he fell (cough, Believer cough-) so-

Barb is such an interesting character (like Sol) and the older fandom used to really put those aspects in mind but the newer fandom is stripped completely from darkfic. like. can we have more darkfic i am begging I want obey me whump I dont want mc angst i want mc whump i want these bad boys dying of pain and being saved the last minute i want more stories on devildom politics i want more dark! demons/dark! mc aus- like can we bring that back??? can we stop w 24/7 fluff/comfort/angst thats just mc's death ?? no hate to those but can we bring back the dark shit i want to see demons getting their asses whooped in barb's dungeon or Dia being manupilative af--😭😭😭

ok ok ill shut up now😂

There is so much happening in this ask, but for some reason I keep coming back to "HEEHEEE???? what are you Michael Jackson?" because wow that made me actually LOL for real.

I'm always going to be for canon divergence. I say do whatever makes you happy! Your MC must truly have their hands full learning all that stuff with Barbatos and Solomon. But like if you're gonna learn those things, might as well learn from the best, right???

The thing I like about Barbatos is that he is very versatile. They've kept him very mellow in the game, but he has so much potential to go dark if you want to write him that way. I mean they don't even confirm that he actually has a torture dungeon in the game... I'm pretty sure it's just Mammon who says he's rumored to have one. But like by leaving it open ended like that, we can speculate all we like about it, you know?

And traditionally, wasn't that the point of demons? Aside from tempting humans, they're supposed to torture souls, right? I mean, I don't know how accurate that actually is, but it's interesting to think about.

I'm not especially obsessed with torture and I think it's pretty clear from my writing that I'm generally on the fluffier side of things lol. But it's interesting to think about, especially considering the types of characters we're dealing with here. And I really like the exploration of morality and inner evil and that sort of thing when it comes to heavy stuff like torture.

I thought it was very interesting in Barbatos Live how he calls MC his good conscience. 'Cause in Tea Time with You, he very much indicates that he used to do crazy stuff all the time, but then the Incident happened and now he doesn't. So wouldn't his guilt over whatever happened be his good conscience, like it has been all this time before MC showed up? Is he saying that MC just makes him want to stick to that even more?

Though he also says that it's like demon nature to have some darkness, so I don't know if he's talking about his specific experience necessarily. It's more like he's saying he wants to fight against his own nature? I dunno.

OH DANG but I love that idea about the maids and such in the castle! Demons that messed up so bad, now Barb keeps them at the castle to work??? What was that about not giving into the darkness???? lk;asdfkjlfd

I'm afraid I can't really comment on the amount of darkfic present in the fandom at any given time... due to being a Fluffster Extraordinaire, I'm faaaar more likely to read sweet lovey romance fics than Barb torture dungeon fics. Which isn't to say that I don't like the Barb torture dungeon situation because I do indeed find it very intriguing lol. I'm just usually like yo I want that guy to bake for me and make me tea, I don't care what he does in his spare time.

In fact, I really like the idea of a sweet and doting house husband Barbatos that pampers MC all day every day while being a ruthless and loyal demon butler the rest of the time. Like the dungeon isn't a rumor but as long as he washes off the blood when he comes back, MC is like whatever lol.

Oh but I also like the idea of MC being just as bad as him, now that I think about it. Like MC isn't ignorant, they don't turn a blind eye, they are right there with him, actively participating. The torture couple aadsflkjdfkjldf

I dunno, I think I'm considering it in more of a humorous way than a serious way, though.

Anyway, it's fun to consider all aspects of Barbatos because he has so many facets! And I think it's fun to explore the different sides of him.

[cwissss]

This is a current wip of mine. This stemmed from a lovely back in forth in the b/g discord.

This pairing would not leave my brain, thus I share my poly Ethan/Giles/Xander brain worms. (Hope to continue and incorporate more scoobies into the fold...)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62580796/chapters/160181785

Giles sighs for the umpteenth time in the last hour. Taking off his glasses to clean the lenses, he looks in Xander's direction. He's still ranting and raving over something the girls have done. Or rather, didn't do. They blew him off to hang out at The Bronze. Girls night they said, no boys allowed. Of course, Giles knew this already, Buffy had made it a point to tell him where she was going. He is her Watcher after all, it's important he knows her whereabouts in case of trouble.

Giles places his glasses almost forcefully back onto his nose. Rising stiffly form his chair at the library's work table, he slowly approaches Xander. He is almost directly beside him before Xander reacts to his presence. Xander is slow tonight.

"Holy shit G-man! Scared me a bit there. What's with the 'I'm too pissed for words' face?" Xander asks forming air quotes with his fingers.

"You must be being dense on bloody purpose to not know why I am, how do you say; 'rather peeved?'" Giles mimicks his hand movements in a clearly sarcastic way.

Xander is confused as hell. Why is Giles looking at me like he wants my head on a stick..? He tries to pull at his bravado, appear unaffected by the death glare he's receiving. He begins to recount the slight he was handed by Buffy and the girls earlier. He hasn't yet noticed Giles teetering over the edge of his control.

Maybe he's upset that I was talking so fast earlier? Did I repeat myself too many times and it pissed him off? I'm trying to get reassurance here! Buffy was so out of line!

Giles attempts to breathe slowly and methodically through his nose. In, hold, out. Over and over and over to calm himself down. It's beginning to work, thankfully.

"She's being such a bitch! Why couldn't I go too? I can keep watch, I'm strong! The hell is her problem? You think she's on her period and thats why shes being like this?"

The last question is aimed at Giles. Xander doesn't give him the courtesy of looking to see if Giles heard him, nor does he wait for an answer before carrying on, "I mean really, is it so hard to work with her friends? Does she still have a thing for me and she's being..." The rest is lost to Giles, he's not listening anymore. He had been beginning to calm. Not anymore. He's more pissed at Xander than he can ever remember being. And Xander has done and said much worse to piss him off in the past.

Deciding he's had enough, Giles very slowly closes the distance between himself and Xander. He moves like that of a predator, his prey wholly unaware. He really should just talk to Xander, explain why he's completely out of line. Alas, Giles is almost beyond rational thought in his rage.

After all the time he's spent with the Slayer, Xander really should have better situational awareness at this point. Unfortunately for him and very fortunately for Giles, he does not.

The thrill of getting the drop on his prey is leaving him positively dizzy. With left over anger or simmering arousal he cannot tell for sure. Either way, Xander is going to be taught a lesson about respecting his Slayer.

Giles grabs Xander by the shoulders and forces him to his knees before him. He's standing behind him trying and failing, to hide the glee on his face. Prey caught, point to Giles.

Debating on what best to do, he notices Xander breathing slowly, trying to ease his racing heart. Giles can almost hear the fast thumping in his throat when he focuses on it. With that thought in mind, he removes a hand to fish his phone from is slacks. After dialing a familiar number he holds the phone to his left ear.

While the phone rings, Giles makes it so that Xander cannot understand what he will hear from him or the other person on the phone. He won't deny magic has its uses. Can't ruin the fun now can he? Xander peers sideways at him, noticing something has changed. Not so unobservant as he had assumed it seems.

"Hello my dear Ripper, what can I do you for?" The velvety drawl of Ethan asks him.

"I've got a gorgeous boy here who doesn't respect his Slayer or her commands. Care to help shape him up luv?" Giles asks with forced serenity in his tone. He's hoping Ethan can work as his balance on this. That if he begins to lose himself Ethan will drag him back before he hurts Xander.

"...Where are you and the brave young man?" Sincere worry clolours his words.

Giles blinks until he can focus his thoughts.

"The highschool library. The back door is unlocked. Thank you Ethan, we'll be waiting." He ends the calm without waiting for a reply. Ethan can bitch him out later. Xander is more important.

Ethan finally arrives after 10 minutes. Giles hasn't moved except to dismiss his privacy spell placed before the call. Xander has been rather patient in that time. Interesting, now why is he being good?

Giles thoughts stop as he sees Ethan enter the library. The man hasn't even tried to hide how he thinks the night will go. His red button up is unbuttoned halfway down exposing his graying chest hair. His hair is perfectly coiffed atop his head. Sparing a small glance around the room, he walks towards the pair.

"I hear you need some help here Ripper?" Mild condescension drips from his words. Thinly veiled concern is hidden underneath. The sheer state that Giles is baffling, he looks wrecked.

Giles blinks slowly at Ethan. Assessing a perceived threat it seems. Ethan slowly raises his hands in front of him, a universal 'I mean no harm gesture.' Giles inclines his head to show he's seen the movement but otherwise doesn't shake the distrust in his eyes. He wants what's mine. He wants to hurt Xander. No I do. He can't have him, but we can share. If Ethan places nice. He's here to help you fool, let him.

"Come here" It's not a request, it's an order. The intentional no use of his name sends a mild thrill down Ethan's spine, Ripper truly is out to play tonight. As he begins walking forward an invisible force yanks him until he is directly in front of his Ripper.

He knows this song and dance by now. No matter how long they stay apart, Ethan understands his place before this man, his monster. He slides to his knees next to Xander in one fluid motion. The boy looks almost frightened. What has Ripper done to him?

"I haven't done anything but put him on his knees luv. I'm not hiding my anger well at the moment, perhaps he's afraid of punishment?" Ethan doesn't respond, he hasn't been given permission after all. He simply hums to show he's listening. Xander is not under the same impression, he breaks his silenece:

"Alright, really funny Giles. What's happening here? I mean this is crazy right? Ethan isn't sniping at you and you're mad."

"I can assure you Xander, I have been mad in your presence many, many, times before. Not quite to this extent, but very near." Giles barely whispers the words to Xander. There is a threat laid within the syllables, though Xander isn't sure what that may be.

[ogdisneyfanfics]

Lima Loser: 2. Finn's Competition

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September 2nd, 2009 5:01 AM

Finn's Room at Hummel House, Lima, Ohio

   There was a knock on Finn's door, and it made him jump out of his skin. "Calm down. It's just me," Burt said, raising an eyebrow as he saw Finn holding a baseball bat and sleeping on the balcony. Kurt's at the blonde guy's house helping him with his siblings... have you been sleeping out here all weekend?"

   "Er... yeah," Finn sat up and scooted back as Burt sat across from him, "Kurt is tiny, but he can be terrifying. Also, everything still smells like hairspray, and it makes my nose angry,"

   "Yeah, he can hold a grudge," Burt knew where Finn was coming from, "I remember when I told him I wouldn't buy him any more Michael Kors bags when he was 8. He didn't talk to me for months until I gave in,"

   "Shit... he is gonna kill me, isn't he," Finn said to himself, and Burt patted him on the back.

   "I know my snarky son can be a bit hard to love at times, and you two are older now, but we are a family, Finn," Burt stated, "I know that you have control over the football team and have negotiated to bully my son at times... I know you have some pretty good leadership skills, so I am sure you can figure out a way to make this up to Kurt,"

   "I was just trying to have fun with my boys before school started. I didn't know it was a gay frat house," Finn muttered.

   "I know that," Burt said, and it looked like he was debating what to say. "Kurt, I know he seems like he is strong... well, mentally strong, but he isn't," Burt explained. "I need you to look after him at school, not just negotiate, but you need to protect him from any bullies,"

   "I will try, but he seems to have accepted it. I don't bother him,"  Finn shrugged,

   "Don't tell him I told you this... but after he was outed in freshman year, he tried to kill himself," Burt said, and Finn flinched. "He used to make himself throw up when he was chubby in middle school. I thought he was over it, but I know he doesn't eat as much as he should now.

   "Thats... horrible," Finn said, questioning his existence. He thought it was normal for those to get bullied every so often. He remembered getting bullied in elementary school for being so tall, and it helped shape him into what he is today. "Why are you telling me this? Kurt would kill you if he found out,"

   "Because he is broken... easily influenced, things affect him way more than he lets on," Burt looked down at his feet, "He is getting better at hiding things. He hasn't been the same as what happened last year,"

   "Last year,"

   "He... was roofied at a party," Burt said, and Finn widened his eyes. He was talking to someone online. He is desperate, and trouble finds him. I can't protect him all the time. It looks like that Sam kid is a good influence on him. I need you to step up, okay?" Burt said and let Finn process everything that he had just said.

   "O-Okay, Mr. Hummel..."

------- 7:52 AM

McKinnley High, Lima, Ohio

   "Kurt," Sam jogged up to Kurt at his locker and got a small smile, mainly because he was so exhausted. "Oof, did the little Tykes cause you that much trouble?"

   "Stevie had a nightmare, so it was hard to get him back to sleep," Kurt explained, running his hands through his hair and putting his books in his locker.

   "Show me to my locker?" Sam asked as he noticed some jocks eyeing Kurt. It didn't help that Kurt was wearing an all-pink ensemble today.

   "Sure, Number?"

   "405C," Sam said, and Kurt nodded to the right. Sam rested a hand on Kurt's back, which wasn't new because he always did this when they hung out. "I haven't gotten to see you much. You have done so much for me and my family," Sam said.

   "It's okay. Stacey likes me because we paint our nails together," Kurt shrugged, as he didn't like praise. However, it was nice for once to have a guy friend, he had some in the glee club, but they still stayed clear of him because they didn't want to be seen with a queer.

   "I heard that your glee club teacher got fired," Sam raised an eyebrow as Kurt had been talking about glee club all summer.

   "Yeah, I heard the Spanish teacher is filling in. Hopefully, he can get us past sectionals,"

   "Is that a good thing? I only know sports lingo,"

   "You're so straight," Kurt chuckled, and Sam laughed. "Yes, you must get through sectionals to get to nationals," Kurt explained. He started to ramble about something else and list off songs Sam should sing for his glee audition, but they spoke simultaneously. "Go ahead,"

   "Er... so I can't stop thinking about our the other night,"

   "Well, you tend to overwork what's in your little brain. You damaged so much with bleach," Kurt sighed.

   "I told you I don't do anything to my hair," Sam muttered, "I was going to offer, but then the jocks interrupted, and then you wanted to take apart your brother's limb from limb. I decided to offer to be the one to take your virginity," Sam said, and Kurt froze before choking on the air.

   "Jesus, warn me before you scream out about me being a virgin in front of the whole school," Kurt grabbed Sam's wrist to drag him into a hall where they could talk about this. "Did... you just say what I thought you said?"

   "Uh yeah... is it that weird?"

   "Yes, it's weird. For starters, you're straight," Kurt said, crossing his arms over his chest and looking down at his feet. "Also, have you graduated from your side job of stripping and being a camboy to escort?"

   "Huh? No?" Sam raised an eyebrow. Also, I wouldn't ask you for money for that."

   "I don't want a pity fuck," Kurt frowned as he had complained about being single a lot.

   "It's not pity... you're my best friend, and I hope I'm yours," Sam said, and Kurt imagined Sam having a tail. "You have done so much for me, and I would like to return it a little. Losing it to someone special seems important to you,"

   "But... you're straight, right?" Kurt felt like a broken record.

   "I think so. I don't care about that thing. Like you said before, everyone can't be 100% straight or gay,"

   "You would do that for me?" Kurt raised an eyebrow.

   "I mean... fucking you wouldn't be a chore. You kinda look like a girl, and you're gorgeous," Sam said. Kurt blushed and averted his eyes... which made him flinch as Finn was a couple of steps away, looking at them like they were crazy. "Hey, Whats up, dude," Sam raised his hand for a high five, but Finn shook his head.

   "Can I speak to my stepbrother, please?" Finn crossed his arms. Sam looked at Kurt and received a nod.

   "Jesus, Kurt was right. You have a stick wedged up your ass. I hope that doesn't affect your performance at tryouts today because I am coming for your position as quarterback," Sam patted Finn on the back and winked before heading to his locker.

   "What did I just walk in on..." Finn raised an eyebrow, and Kurt rolled his eyes, "Are you two dating?"

   "Of course not, he is straight,"

   "He... did just offer to take your virginity, didn't he?" Finn asked, and Kurt pushed him and covered his mouth for him to shut up.

   "Jesus, the only thing worse than me being openly gay is being a virgin. Do you want me to die from wedgies and swirlies by shouting out my lack of exploits in bed?" Kurt snapped, and Finn softly grabbed his wrists and pulled him off.

   "Im sorry, okay," Finn said, and Kurt raised an eyebrow, "I... I am not bright and can't read minds, okay? I know you are mad at me for something, whatever it is, I am sorry, okay?" Finn said, and he could tell he was going in the right direction because Kurt looked like he was thinking and not immediately telling him to fuck off.

   "I used to be in love with you," Kurt said, and Finn raised an eyebrow, "When I was picked on for being fat, you stepped up, but then when I was outed by that asshole from another school, you stopped sticking up for me. Youre homophobic Finn,"

   "What?" Finn squeaked, "I am not... I like everyone, and everyone likes me because of it,"

   "Get over yourself, Finn." Kurt rolled his eyes and began to walk away, but he looked back. I will stop being difficult if you stop convincing yourself you're some knight in shining armor and be one of them." Kurt said, and Finn looked down at his feet, having much to think about.

--- TW: Thoughts and Mentions of Suicide,  5:29 PM

Football Field at McKinley High, Lima, Ohio

    Finn was not having his day. Well, he hasn't had his summer lately. His entire world has been turned upside down now that he has a stepdad and stepbrother. He walked around instantly with people like him, and Kurt has shown him that life isn't easy.

   "Good Job, man," Azimo patted Sam on the back, as he had crushed it at tryouts, and honestly, Finn was intimidated. After his talk with Burt, he felt a little protective over Kurt, and maybe he was new to being a big brother, but he was a little paranoid.

   Finn followed Sam to his pickup truck in the parking lot. Sam saw him in the corner of his eye as he opened the passenger seat to put on his backpack. "Hey man, I hope I gave you a run for your money," Sam smirked as he saw Finn was shaken, "Don't worry about it, dude. I don't have nearly the amount of time to be on the team,"

   "What?" Finn raised his eyebrows, "You are amazing, and we don't have that much talent on the team," Finn sighed as he felt bad for being selfish. "Are you doing this for Kurt? I know he doesn't really like sports,"

   "Er... no, Kurt is the one that talked me into trying out for football and glee," Sam said, "Kurt has been amazing to me and my family. You do know he has been babysitting my siblings, so me and my parents could pick up extra shifts because we have been living in shit motels for a year?"

   "No... I didn't know that,"

   "Without him and his financial help with our job at the pharmacy, we would still be living in that motel rm next to that meth cooker," Sam explained.

   "He did all that for you. I just thought he was selfish," Finn said, raising an eyebrow.

   "He is the furthest thing from it... I think I might be a little selfish if I join the football team. Kurt would be picking up more babysitting, and frankly... they are my siblings and not his responsibilities,"

   "Woah..." Finn's brain was hurting, "Do... you love my stepbrother?" was all he could say

   "Uh yeah, he is my little buddy," Sam said, then elaborated, "and we are just buddies. We aren't together,"

   "But you told him you would take his virginity..."

   "Yes, because he is my best friend. I would do anything for him," Sam shrugged, "Don't tell me you wouldn't do anything for your best friend,"

   "I mean... yeah, but not that, I am not gay..."

   "Neither am I," Sam said and smiled, looking to the right, "I have my eyes on a certain cute girl, too," Sam said, and Finn followed his look to Quinn. "Later, man," Sam waved, getting into the truck and pulling off.

   "Wait!" Finn said, but it was too late... he was far too freaked out. He had never had competition before. Yes, Quinn and Finn were done after Puck, and she had a kid together, but that didn't mean he would let some new guy swoop her up.

   Finn groaned and made his way to his car. He didn't know what was up with him. He had lost his mojo. He was off his game, and a new puppy was here taking all the spotlight. The house was only a five-minute drive from the school. 

   As he walked into the house, he heard the shower running downstairs. This gave Finn an idea. He knew Kurt wouldn't let him easily keep an eye on him, and Burt wasn't home, so he would probably talk Finn out of this, but he was going to snoop. Finn wasn't the best detective, but he discovered several things his mother wouldn't tell him from snooping.

   Finn knew Kurt would take a long time in the shower, so he prioritized his hygiene, especially since Sam had offered him what he had. Kurt didn't know what he was doing, but Sam said he would pick him up at 8, so he was prepping.

   Finn hoped that the sound of the shower would mask his clunky tiptoeing. He was 6 ft 5 in and awkward but very good at physically sneaking around. Finn walked to the desk, and thankfully, it wasn't locked. Though Finn would be able to figure out his password, 'Streisand,'

   When Finn was trying to snoop, he would always go to the history tab of his mother's computer. That's how he found out she was late on rent and sold all his sports memorabilia to help out.

   "Reddit?" Finn asked himself. He had heard about it but didn't know what it was, but it looked like Kurt was on it a lot. He tried his best to learn how to navigate it, and finally, he made it to Kurt's profile. ThatGayGleeKid, original." Finn chuckled at the name and scrolled through his posts.

   He saw that he had posted something to r/AskLGBT, 'My best friend offered to take my virginity for me.' Finn clicked on it and saw this all came about when Kurt told Sam about him being a virgin. He also said he was afraid to do it because of a previous experience, but he trusted Sam.

   Finn scrolled through his posts a little more to see that Kurt had posted to r/suicidewatch two months ago. "Shit..." Finn whispered as he read, 'I want to kill myself tonight,' as it looked like Kurt was still taking the sexual assault pretty bad... Finn felt so bad because now he knew why Kurt was so angry at him.

   Finn raised an eyebrow as he realized he no longer heard the shower. He gasped and quickly typed in the first website that came to mind. "What the hell are you doing, Frankenteen?" Kurt snapped, and Finn flinched.

   "I um," Finn winded his eyes, looking at Kurt coming out of his bathroom in a towel, looking angrier than ever. "Er," He looked down at the laptop to see that he had gone to pornhub. He widened his eyes and gulped, "Er... I haven't nutted since Quinn and I broke up. You have better internet.

   "Gross," Kurt faked gagging and stormed up to Finn, grabbing him by the earlobe and dragging him out of the room. "Don't come into my room again. Use the computer in the study,"

   "Ouch, ouch, ouch, Youre so tiny. Why do you have such a grip," Finn whimpered as he squished his face in pain, trying to get Kurt's pinching fingers off of his ear lobe. Finn accepted his fate and looked down at Kurt while walking in the direction Kurt was dragging him.

   Something dawned on Finn as he took in Kurt's porcelain skin. He noticed that he had never seen Kurt shirtless. He was always wearing long sleeves. He took this time to scan his body. Kurt was in good shape but technically underweight for even someone as tiny as him. He crossed his eyes to look at Kurt's wrists and see some suspicious-looking scars.

   "Come in my room again looking for that again. I will cut off your dick and feed it to you," Kurt said and slammed the door in Finn's face.

   Finn widened his eyes and headed to the study, "GayGleeKid-GayGleeKid-GayGleeKid," Finn whispered to himself, trying to remember the username to spy on Kurt.

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🤥 LYING - are they good liars? do they have tells to show they're lying? | 🥞 PANCAKE - what is their comfort breakfast? | 🎁 PRESENT - what types of presents would they be most happy to receive? are they good at gift giving? | 🌈 RAINBOW - what advice would they give to their younger self?

{{ if its okay to send a handful! its a big list and im big curious nfjfg if not ill cut down/break it into separate asks, i dont mind! (bitterbelphie) }}

{NO THATS FINE DONT WORRY!!}

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🤥 LYING - are they good liars? do they have tells to show they're lying?

{Oh god no. I really don't think Vash is a good liar. I think he's very good at omitting information and dodging the question and being annoying enough that no one WANTS to ask him questions, but he's piss poor at actually, directly lying. He gets a little twitchy, his voice gets a lot less confident, he seems to think a LOT more about what he's saying and isn't always good at making the details line up.}

{For example: he tells people frequently that he's 24, but if you purposely try to catch him in the lie by going oh, you're 25, aren't you, he's going to be like OH YEAH I AM AHAHAHA and forget his initial lie and not have a good excuse for messing up like that.}

🥞 PANCAKE - what is their comfort breakfast?

{Hmm.. I'm not sure what my hunch is on this one. I want to say it isn't anything SUPER specific? But his preferred comfort breakfast is a sweet one; fresh donuts, pancakes, french toast that are still warm with probably (SIGNIFICANTLY SWEETENED) coffee or hot chocolate or some other warm, sweet drink. The man has a sweet tooth he doesn't indulge very often for... mostly, guilt and/or lack of accessibility reasons.}

{Some kind of meat or other protein to go with it is nice, but not necessary for him. It's mostly to keep him from getting sick. Man loves a good sausage. Or good eggs. Or. Anything. feed him seymour}

🎁 PRESENT - what types of presents would they be most happy to receive? are they good at gift giving?

{I'M GENUINELY NOT SURE AND I'M NOT SURE VASH WOULD KNOW EITHER. He's not used to being given gifts; most every gift he's been given has been from his menagerie of parents, and he tries his best to tactfully decline gifts from other people because they should be spending their money on themselves or each other, not on him.}

{But he is the sentimental type, and likes gifts that last. He's looked after the clothes Brad and Luida made specially for him and ensured that they lasted the 125 years he's had them, for instance, and when they gave him geranium plants to keep on the bus to remind him of both them and Rem, you bet your ass he's doing everything he can to keep those flowers alive. So clothes and jewelry and things that are meant to last for a while mean a lot to him, as it's a way he can carry the people he cares about with him.}

{Gifts of food are also nice but good luck getting him to accept that.}

{I'm also not sure if he's the best at giving gifts, himself. It's not that he's BAD at it? It's that he hasn't had a lot of practice with it, and is more of an acts of service bitch when it comes down to it. Chances are, if he gives you a gift, it's probably going to be something practical, or something he can do for you; he'll buy his loved ones a weapon, or protective clothing, or do some maintenance on your stuff, that sort of thing.}

{That said, he DOES keep an eye out for any signs of interest from his friends. If he catches anything, he'll file that away for later, and if he has the cash, he WILL pick it up.}

🌈 RAINBOW - what advice would they give to their younger self?

{I have. Genuinely. NO idea. And I'm not sure Vash has any clue either. Ultimately Vash feels like he's done around the best he could do given the circumstances and isn't satisfied with it, so it might be some fucked up shit like:

"Never stay in town for any longer than two days."

"Once you've picked up supplies and helped people, LEAVE."

"Never give anyone real information about yourself."

{Probably the least fucked up advice he has for himself is this. "This planet will force you to become the devil. Sometimes there are people that DO deserve to die, and it might do more people more good to kill the people that you're pretty sure won't stop hurting people even after you've given them the chance to change."}

{Nothing about take care of yourself, nothing about how he needs to treat himself better, just... That Shit.}

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As the others stare, he ignores his injury, almost pointedly. Even if it's a little difficult, considering the look Sixer gets in his eye. He hasn't properly bled in, well.... he'd rather not remember. He's had far, far worse, and a bite mark wasn't going to change anything. Even if it did sting, given the way he shakes the limb once or twice to try and get rid of the feeling.

As for the other shape, once he secured this position, yet again he was completely glued to the others responses. Everywhere he pointed he looked, utterly fascinated with every answer he got. He looked so strange - he couldn't even begin to identify what shape he could possibly be, considering he was too many lines and bends. He knew he wasn't one at all, but it's habit. Two eyes, a separate mouth, ears - whatever those are - the whole thing looks deluxe. As the topic rolls back around to the fingers, he can't help but just stare for a second, fixated in awe rather then excitement at the revelation. A birth defect? So they were like him! He looks up, missing the start of his last answer, but just in time to catch how his future self looks and make the comment. After that, well, the humans already started answering his questions and he doesn't want to cut in even if he wants to really badly and say something, anything to have someone finally relate to him over this, so he'll just. Wait until he's done. Yeah.

It doesn't really happen smoothly as he'd wished. The other human here has turned their attention towards him properly now, instigated by himself to stop this whole thing again. He clings onto the strangers shoulder as he turns, thankfully lacking in sharp claws to properly dig in with.

When his attention centers itself on Bill again, his prior excitement has been clouded with uncertainness, wide eyed and anxious. He could’ve guessed this guy and his older self weren’t thrilled to see each other - he hadn’t had the best first impression of himself, either - but now he can’t help but question the sheer scale of it. What he’d said seemed like venom on his tongue, distaste and resentment clear in every word; he can’t help but worry that mirrors the others opinion on him, too. After all, the one he’d talked about was the only version of him he knew. He didn't even know his name, now that he thinks about it, what was he thinking!? Was he just faking it? Is that why his future self is trying to keep him from saying anything?

No. No, it’s fine - see? He just said he was fine. He forces himself to settle, trying to match his prior enthusiasm. He laughs lightly, to try and ease himself.

"Right - uh, RIGHT, YEAH! WE CAN KEEP DOING THAT. THANKS, FOR, UH.. ANSWERING ALL OF THESE, BY THE WAY. MOST PEOPLE JUST THINK I'M CRAZY WHEN I TRY AND TALK ABOUT THIS STUFF. OR, WELL, THEY WOULD IF I DID TALK ABOUT THEM, BUT I DON'T REALLY - OR TRY NOT TO - BECAUSE IT'S ILLEGAL. HA. ANYWAYS, ABOUT YOUR QUESTIONS. WE USUALLY WRITE IN COLORS. YOU PUT THE SHADES NEXT TO EACH OTHER AND THATS HOW YOU GET WHAT YOU'RE SAYING WRITTEN. I'D SHOW YOU IF I HAD THE STUFF FOR IT, BUT I DON'T CARRY ALL OF THAT. THERE'S A LOT OF SHADES. OH, AND MY DIMENSIONS NAME IS EUCLIDIA. THAT'S WHY WE'RE CALLED EUCLIDIANS. WHICH WHILE WE'RE TALKING ABOUT THAT, NO, OUR ARMS AND ALL DON'T REALLY GET DARKER. I DON'T KNOW WHY HIS - OR. MINE. ARE LIKE THAT. OKAY, LET ME THINK OF MY QUESTIONS."

There's a pause, genuinely putting thought into it.

"OKAY. DO YOU HAVE STARS HERE? I DON'T SEE ANY, SO.. THEY'RE LIKE LIGHTS IN THE SKY, BUT THE SKY'S USUALLY DARKER THEN YOURS. AND, UM.. DO PEOPLE HERE LIKE YOU. EVEN WITH THE FINGERS? EVEN IF THEY'RE WEIRD. AND, FOR THE LAST ONE..."

While the other two have been talking, successfully getting Sixer two off their back and directing him towards Bill, he can't help but fume quietly. He'd bristled uncomfortably as Sixer just had to complicate things, and he didn't dismiss the scathing look quick enough to dissuade probable suspicion. He tries to smooth it over, but dammit, now he's dealing with himself, Sixer, and Sixer two over here. The questioning look, weighing the scales between his muse and his judgement, looks painfully familiar. Verging on betrayal. He doesn't want to relive losing Sixer - his loyalty - again. He can just.. lie his way out of it. It's what he's good at, and he already knows what not to say anyways.

"LOOK, IT'S - UGH. IT'S NOT WHAT HE MAKES IT SOUND LIKE! OKAY. FINE. WE'RE NOT AT THE... GREATEST... PLACE RIGHT NOW, BUT IT'S NOT THAT SERIOUS. I JUST DIDN'T WANT YOU TO WORRY ABOUT IT! IT'S LIKE HOW YOU DIDN'T LIKE IT WHEN I WAS GONE FOR A COUPLE ... WEEKS ... ? AND THOUGHT I WAS POSING FOR SOMEONE ELSE'S TAPESTRIES. WHICH I WOULDN'T DO, BY THE WAY. SO IT'S NOT THAT I WOULDN'T TELL YOU, I JUST DON'T WANT HIM GOING OVER MY HEAD AND GETTING ANSWERS OUT OF ME THAT I DON'T THINK YOU SHOULD HAVE. SO THAT'S WHY IT'S FINE FOR YOU TO ASK, BUT NOT HIM."

He gives what he figures is a reasonable enough explanation for everything else - even if it does pain him to imply they were even mildly at odds - but conveniently skips over any details about the crack. He can concede enough to imply they weren't on the best terms. That's happened once or twice! But to imply anything it wrong with him outside of his control - no, no that's something he wouldn't even put in the others mind. Unfortunately, as he tunes back into the other conversation at work here, that control quickly slips out of his hands.

Why? Because it seems his younger self has finally settled on asking his last question, despite the way he'd clearly been second guessing it.

"I.. I JUST WANT TO KNOW BEFORE I ASK ANYTHING ELSE - WHY DON'T YOU LIKE ME? DOES IT HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH THE CRACK I GET..?"

White, almost static-y silver blood. Both Fords are startled, really, for a second watching the scattered droplets fall to the ground at the sudden biting going on. He's seen times when Bill has been hurt, as rare an event that was in itself. From his quantum destabilizer punching a hole right through his hat, to when Mabel had sprayed him in the eye. Any other reports never gave any indication of this. It's fascinating to the point of distraction - by the time the young ghost - though ghost almost seemed like the wrong word for this, given the clear fact that despite the otherworldly glow both past versions of their selves had, they seemed more than capable of fully interacting with the space around them - had managed to climb his way to his shoulder, Ford has only just noticed as the young triangle spat the remaining blood upon the ground. Bill Cipher is perching on his shoulder like a parrot. A younger, somehow just as loud Bill Cipher before the destruction of his home, but it was still Bill. It takes all the willpower Ford has in the world to immediately not brush the triangle off as his shoulders tensed, before his ears were being assaulted by his questions. Thankfully, they weren't terrible questions to answer. And if it was in the pursuit of knowledge, he could handle this, surely. Better keep the explanation simple though, for someone who didn't have all the terminology needed to possibly understand the depths of knowledge needed to understand a third dimensional world. "I have two eyes in order to better differentiate the distance between two objects as the different angles our eyes see create a single image of the world. It's called binocular vision. Useful for living in a third dimensional world."

He found it surprisingly easy to shift into a rhythm of answering despite the matter of who he was talking to. "As for what it is in the middle of - well, that's my face - human beings have it separate from our torsos unlike shapes like yourself, whether Exwhylians - a 2D world I had the pleasure of visiting - or Euclydians like yourself. As you can see, our mouths are separate unlike yours. A nose for smelling, and ears for listening." His pen was pointed to each body part as he spoke. It may not have been what the triangle asked but - well, even if this was just a past glimmer of Cipher or some kind of alternate dimensional version, he'd rather just get it over with explaining. Plus, it was quite a bit easier to do that then focus on the reality of the situation and how absurd it was in a way. Including his younger self. A grimace briefly crossed his features, as he glanced at him and Bill, momentarily. "And yes, that's me. As for the six fingers, not quite." A ghost of a smile crossed his face. "An abnormality and birth defect. Humans normally have five." He's not sure how to feel about the fact that the young Cipher found it to be.... cool. "As for how it's like..." He paused, trying to think of a good explanation. How to describe it to someone who was living on a flat plane the entire time? "... A what almost one can feel to be an endless expanse to be able to explore both upwardly and into the depths below. For me, it's normal." He paused. "For you, I'm guessing this is quite the experience." An experience that Bill must have went through several trillion years ago. How must that have been the first time? Trying not to dwell on that thought - Ford tried to brush the thought away. Ford has been resisting any urge to glance back at Bill until the younger triangle's attention was once more diverted to him - glancing his way just in time to see the red before it quickly reverted. Pa. For a moment, both Fords looked surprised - the information being processed for them both. It was the older of the two Fords who broke that gaze first, quickly refocusing his attention. Sure it was the first bit of information Ford really knew about Bill's parents beyond what Jheselbraum had informed him of, but he could write that down later in his spare time, when he had time to properly illustrate the image of the red that Bill took when he got angry. For now though, he had his own set of questions to ask the young triangle - even if technically he had asked more than three.

"As for my questions... well, I have quite a number. Do your limbs darken over time? I'm not quite aware of matters of shape biology. What is your world's name?" He could take a guess, based on the structure of the term Euclydian but he'd rather be sure when recording notes. There is a moment of thought about what should be his last question for now. There were so many, but... "Oh! What about your written language? How do you communicate with each other besides verbally?" It's a question that had been long on his mind since he had first found Exywhylia. In such a 2D plane, normal written language didn't seem efficient. There had to be something more to it, and it was something he was eager to learn. A dead language was not something one was able to learn just any day of the week after all, and he always enjoyed the task of challenging himself at learning a new one. While Ford has busied himself with posing the questions... well, Stanford was trying to keep up with them as well as focus on Bill. Listening in onto his grizzled self as well as listen to Bill properly, though Fordsy? The look on Stanford's face is absolutely taken aback by the statement - eyes stretching wide, and vaguely aware of a rush of warmth in his chest. That was new. At least for him. Gathering by the way he could see his 'present' self tense at the usage though with a certain lack of surprise, it wasn't something new to him. If anything, such a ... nickname usage should have meant they even closer than they were before. This wasn't like Sixer, IQ, or any of the other terms that Bill had come to calling him. This wIt's not adding up. Not entirely at the moment. From the nickname, to the pure loathing that Ford seemed to show for Bill suggested that there were many complexities to the situation. Complexities that he couldn't possibly grasp with his limited view of the situation. But that didn't mean he wouldn't heed his muse's words. Especially at the promise of new information, coming from him directly. His gaze brightened at the prospect, clamping down on the uncertainties he had as he focused on that. All he had to do was snatch the younger triangle. Should be relatively easy to do, especially with an older man. He wasn't the only one who had been keeping a careful look on the other pair however - for when the younger Stanford moved towards Ford, it wasn't long before the older one spun around, casting a baleful glower at his younger self and moving to put distance between the two of them, eyes narrowing as he did. Any excitement the present Ford had for meeting his younger self had long since been shifted towards the more interesting target to talk to. All he was doing was proving himself to be an annoyance right now at best, and an oblivious idiot at worst. Was he really like this once? Even with the glare coming his way, the brown-haired ghost wasn't quite deterred. Not yet at any rate, as he moved to approach again. "Come on," Stanford gently urged. "This clearly isn't the best way to do this. Let me just-" "Don't," Ford said - his tone forceful and gaze hardening as the other approached. "Why would you even believe a word that is spewed out of his mouth?" Ford said, a scowl forming on his face, backing up in order to put more space between himself and the younger ghost version of himself. It was hard to ignore the surge of frustration that rose in Stanford's gut at this. Both at his older self and- the not knowing. He wasn't an idiot. But the lack of context he had was frustrating him to no end, as he narrowed his eyes, words sharpening. "Because he's-"

"Your work partner? Your friend?" There's that scoffing again, as his older self interrupted him. He was so focused on the building ire he was having with his younger self - for the moment, his shoulder companion was all but forgotten. "Tell me this about yourself: Do you really think a future you would be so angry at Cipher for no reason at all? And do you really believe that crack is a 'new look?'" There's a... stiffening in the younger ghost's form. Not entirely. He had chosen to believe in Bill's words but that's because he trusted Bill. And clearly, his future self didn't - nor did Bill trust him in return. What had caused that trust to shatter between the two of them?

"He's lying to you - it's what he does. That's all he does." The bitterness that lay beneath the words is clear. He had thought he had grown past this bitterness. That he had grown past, all of this. But with Bill here... it was like all the feelings he had pushed past were being dredged up once more against his will. And with his younger self here - it just made things worse. "You're the me from the past. You'd think if he had no problem with you learning the information, he wouldn't have any problem with me learning the information."

Speaking of the information - he had nearly forgotten the other Bill in this equation for a while. For a moment, he glanced at his shoulder, his lips pursed. He really hoped he hadn't upset the younger triangle with how vitriolic he had undoubtedly sounded earlier to the point of not being willing to answer. "... You're fine though. My apologies for the interruption. I'd... like to continue our exchange," he said, the words coming out a bit more gruff than he had been speaking before to the younger triangle but- well, while he was still extremely disquieted by the younger Bill- this wasn't quite yet the one who had been tried to destroy his world, who had put him through the worst times of his life, who had destroyed his own world- At least, not yet, he thought.

As for the younger Stanford... well, he's stopped moving towards them for now, giving a side look to Bill, trying to gauge his response and see if he had any words in his defense, trying to wrestle with the logic that had just been put in front of him. It... made sense, in a way. But it still didn't make this- this right. Did it?

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hey hun i’ve got another request for littlemix member!reader x tom holland

(sorry i’m obsessed with them both as you know💀)

so basically tom is on the graham norton show with jake gyllenhall (idk how to spell his name💀) and he hasn’t seen his girlfriend for a long time since she was on tour, and graham says he has a surprise for tom, thats when little mix come on and sing their new song (you can choose whatever song you want idm which era) and after they perform y/n and tom reunite and it’s all cute, then the girls sit down and join the interview for a little bit :)

sorry this was quite specific lmao<3

(Evie you never fail to think of good little mix and tom holland ideas <3)

title: Think About This...

Song: Think About Us - Little Mix

pairing: Tom Holland x littlemixmember!Reader

warnings: fluff bitches ;) also not proof read

summary: Tom hasn't seen his girl in a while, that all changes when Graham Norton gives him a special surprise.

a/n: I would first like to preface by saying, I'm not discrediting Jesy in any way. She's just done a lot of problematic things and I'm kind of over it. So, I am using the ot3 + y/n for this. With that being said, you are going to be singing Jade's part, Jade's singing Jesy's part, and yeah that's about it. Anyways, Enjoy!

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The crowd laughs at a joke Tom Hanks just made. He was one of the other guests on the show, along with Gwyneth Paltrow, Jake Gyllenhaal, and finally Tom Holland. Tom was a little sleep-deprived, mostly from staying up all night with you. On the phone of course. You were currently on tour with your friends, also bandmates. Yes, Tom was dating one of the girls from Little Mix.

The hardest part was the constant time zone change. It'd be day where you are and night where he was. A good example was last night. You were actually getting on a plane, but it was still day where you were. You told him multiple times to go to sleep but, he wouldn't do it. He wanted to talk to you as long as he possibly could.

Back to the interview, Graham then turns to Tom.

"So Tom, as we all know you are dating, the gorgeous, Y/N Y/L/N. She's a part of the British girl group, Little Mix, who have recently been on tour. How has it been living without her for so long?" He asks as a picture of the two of you flashes the screen behind him. Tom chuckles little then answers.

"Yeah, um, it's been quite hard, especially with the time differences. But uh...we still talk on the phone almost every night. I do miss her very much but, I'm also extremely proud of her and the girls for doing what they're doing." the audience claps and cheers. Everyone on the couch smiles and Jake pats Tom's back.

"Aww, that's sweet. I do have another question. What is your favorite Little Mix song?" Graham asks with a huge grin. Tom, once again, chuckles.

"I do actually, although I do love all of their songs. My favorite is actually 'Think About Us'." All of the sudden, another picture of you and Tom appears on the screen. This time it was a picture of you two from the think about us music video. You were straddling his lap and trying to fix your top. Tom was staring at you, adoration filled his eyes, and his hand rested on your waist. Everyone on the couch and in the audience let out an "aww".

"I'm guessing you like it cause, you're in the video." Graham chuckles. Tom's smile grows wider looking at the picture on the screen. He remembers that day like it was yesterday. He got to hold you close and occasionally sneak a kiss onto your neck. Tom was blushing way too hard to respond so he just nods.

"Well, then I guess that's perfect because, here to perform their song 'Think About Us', Ladies and Gentlemen please welcome, Little Mix!" Graham announces. Tom's eyes widen, then his body turns to the stage part of the room. He felt butterflies erupt in his stomach as he sees four girls appear from the darkness. Soon enough, Perrie starts singing her verse. Tom's eyes, however, were glued to your figure. Your outfit hugged your curves perfectly and your skin was glowing under the spotlight.

All of the sudden you start singing.

'Cause I do, think about you When I'm up here in my hotel room Need your love, don't know what I'm gon' do My body so hot, babe, I'm missing you

You sang all of this while looking and pointing to Tom. The last part, you sang while tracing your curves. Then, soon enough, the chorus came.

Do you think about us, us? (Think about us, are you thinkin' 'bout us?) (Are you-, thinkin' 'bout us, are you thinkin' 'bout us?) Woah-oh-oh-oh Do you think about me, baby? Woah-oh-oh-oh Do you think about me, baby?

Once the song ended, Tom immediately stood up and waited for you to get to the platform where Graham greeted you. All four of you shook hands and hugged Graham before you, practically sprinted, over to Tom. He was already waiting for you, arms wide open. Once you were close enough, you immediately wrapped your arms around his neck, and his went around your waist.

"I missed you, Lover" you whispered in his ear. This sent chills down his back.

"I missed you too, Angel" He replied into your neck, giving it a peck before pulling away a little to look at your face. His hands were still on your waist, and your's on his shoulder. One of your hands came up to cup his cheek. Tom took it upon himself to peck your lips and pull away. He intertwined your fingers and then pulled you down next to him. The other three girls plopped down next to you.

Jake scooted over a little to make room, Gwyneth did the same. Tom let go of your hand then wrapped his arm around your waist.

"That was amazing ladies and Tom, a good surprise wasn't it?" Graham asked.

"It was the best surprise!" He gushed, kissing your temple. The crowd said "aww" for, probably, the billionth time today. Jade made a puking noise, which you elbowed her to.

"So Ladies, Little Mix, can you talk to us about your new album, LM5?" Graham asked you and the girls. Leigh Anne started talking and you listened. Tom picked up your right hand with his left and started playing with the promise ring he gave you a year ago. You turned and smiled at him, planting a kiss on his cheek before turning your attention back to Graham. Tom's head rested on your shoulder, trying to be as close to you as possible.

Once the interview ended, you and Tom went back to your hotel. You cuddled, watched movies, and enjoyed each other's presence. You had to go back on the road pretty soon but, Tom was glad he got to see you before you did.

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[melon-official]

HI. for ramen water (if. u don't want to do all of these. understandable. i'm most curious about the bold ones)

[Tier 0] 6, 8, 29

[Tier 2] 8, 26

[Tier 3] 10, 11

[Tier 4] 2, 13, 23, 28

[Tier 5] 13, 16, 28

of course im going to do all of these what do u think i am? sane?

6. Living situation; where do they live? How did they end up there?

ramen water shares an apartment near the square with seven roommates. they all found each other through turf war or squid craigslist, and their place has the energy of that one tiktok of the eleven person brownstone house tour (wait, it's actually sixteen. oh my fucking god) and it's like an ecosystem in there. somehow their individual chaos balances each other's out perfectly

8. Favorite weapon class and why? 

chargers, probably! although the heavy splatling is his all-time fave and he's quite fond of the splatana wiper. his favorite "category" of weapon is really anything with a wave breaker; the only reasoning for his choice of weapons is a note in his earlier concepts that says "mains what i main". he's evolved a bit from that, but he's still a player-character guy at his core

29. What’s a situation that would make them cry? Do they cry easily?

this is an interesting one. i don't think ramen water's opposed to crying, but i don't think it comes quite as naturally to him as it would to most of my other characters. he's more the type to simmer, speak his mind, or outright get into a full-blown argument first, and crying is more of an afterthought for serious stuff when he actually manages to sit down and process for awhile

8. Any details about their appearance that they’ve put a lot of thought into?

all of it all the time!! his "standard" appearance/mimic is crafted to suit him and it's something he's done for so long that calling it to mind is second-nature. in that context, he's not keeping specific tabs on it—if he's messing around with smaller features he does have to keep them in mind for awhile or they'll change back. —that being said, mimicking top scars is something he's put long-term thought into + worked through a host of doubts about.

26. Do they care about “being fresh”? Have they ever cared and how did it show?

yeah, lol! but in the same way that he cares about being (his version of) put-together, or being good at turf. i think it's just something that's part of his life so he wants to be decent at it. (he also loves barazushi merch so the freshness rating is like a bonus collectors incentive to him)

10. Something they feel is extraordinary about themself?

rw absolutely revels in his self-created whimsy and his refusal to care about how others see him. he thrives in his own unknowability + while that in and of itself can cause him issues, he's also really comfortable in his own skin + knows what he's capable of!

11. Something other people see in them that they don’t really see?

in general, his persona's so carefully crafted (physically and socially) that there's really not an assumption someone could make about him that he isn't already aware he's implying :/ this isn't really an answer to the question, but i think the closest anyone gets to this kind of thing is isaiah, who can relate deeply to his relationship with the nss and why glory's argument with him tore such a rift in their friendship for awhile. that, and he'll occasionally mimic features of someone he's thinking about without realizing it, cuz his mimic ability is that ingrained in his life/thoughts. (and thats my justification for swapping hairstyles/gear in-game without going thru the whole character creation screen)

2. Have they ever intentionally hurt anyone? How?

that is a GOOD ASS QUESTION and almost for sure the answer is no, he hasn't. i think the closest he comes to this is being a little too defensive over misunderstandings or the time he was playing softball with his roommates and broke a window (one of the roommates was the softball)

13. What kind of morals do they follow and where did they learn them?

ramen water grew up in his moms' very kind and even more matter-of-fact care, which i haven't really put a lot of thought into besides that they're kind of like this and he loves them very much. so he's very dedicated to his passions + goals and lets smaller things slide off his back easily, but when something offends him, BOY is it an offense. on a similar note, one of the reasons he works so much is cuz he's determined to make it on his own and insists on paying his rent + expenses out of pocket, even though he wouldn't have been desperate to escape his living situation. he just wants to be a big kid. he definitely still visits home regularly

23. How do they deal with bad emotions? Do they have any tried-and-true coping mechanisms?

as his mom(s(??)) would say, "While we can use the label negative [...] it’s important to acknowledge that all emotions are completely normal to experience." i'd say he's better-equipped than most his age on handling stress + knowing how well he can navigate different situations... he's solid on terms of accepting his emotions + putting effort toward understanding them. howeverrrr, that doesn't make these situations easier to handle in the moment... he spends a lot of time in his own head trying to unpack that without reaching out for another opinion, working late or even just doing menial tasks instead of sitting down to feel the weight of those emotions. it's a coping mechanism as much as it is an avoidance tactic; if a situation's dire enough he's prone to thinking about it way more than he needs to, ruminating over all sorts of possible explanations and generally not giving himself very much credit at all.

28. Are they a person that gives or takes more? Is it intentional?

in small ways he takes more: there's a perpetual battle over snack stealing in his apartment and he tends to act in his own best interests whenever he gets the chance. on a larger scale, though, he unintentionally tries to do neither; he's not a giver or a taker if he can just stay out of the way

13. How hard is it to get to KNOW them? Are they an open book or does NOBODY really know them?

one HUNDRED percent in FULL seriousness there is not a soul on earth who Really Knows them, ramen water included. his identity and his personality and everything he knows about himself is like a piece of the puzzle, but he's been swapping and layering all kinds of masks for so long that he really doesn't know what he's like without one. maybe under all those layers there's nothing. glory's the one who knows him the best, with isaiah and his moms at a close second. or, at least, he's the most genuine with them. his roommates and his penpal lemon see him w/o a decent amount of filter; his coworkers probably see about the same amount (maybe even less if he's particularly tired or running on autopilot). he defaults to oversharing just enough to keep people from asking questions about him

16. How would they describe themself?

exactly the way they want people to see them, really. talking about himself to himself is a whole other animal and the answer varies wildly with his emotional state, but he tries not to be mean

28. Has their appearance or character changed over the years? How and why?

metawise? ramen water, like honeydew, is sort of a stand-alone character in this hero mode universe, but the nature of him as an avatar in my game means that he gets all sorts of extra connections and bits that don't quite make sense. there's no canon reason for him to have a penpal or be on a competitive team, etc etc etc, but his persona is funny enough that i keep him around all the time + bits of those experiences leak into his character. i think it's also worth noting here that he and honeydew are distantly related + i made this happen for the sole reason that i make them both run around on my switch

since u read this far i'm also handing u half a fun fact: he does have a real, legal name that's not ramen water. i have made this name known to zero people and im trying to keep it that way for as long as i can so everyone just has to call him ramen water forever

[lilisouless]

i am giving Miraculous the last of the oportunities , i am watching Queen Banana ,maybe there is something there to spark my interest again and otherwise i´ll know if i am done for good with the show.

-See Marinette now has all the kwamis, i´d say i hope they do something interesting with them beyond just giving LB a new power but by this point i am not expecting anything

-Zoe...i mean she is not unlikeable but : she is a meek ,sweet girl who wants to be an actress , how is she diferent from Mylenne? . She would be way more interesting if she had been introduced in season 2 along with Audrey, because she just looks like something they pulled out of nowhere in order to have someone own the Bee Miraculous.

-I hope there is something more to be done with Chloe ,if they are not going to develop her (for an evil girl there is already Lila) then they should just drop her completely

-Nope, she didn't even developed to be a better villain, she still stupid, i´ll think by then she will at least learn to manipulate people,be given something

-Zoe. i don't really want to bash her so soon, i hope i change my mind later but, she has even less personality than Luka (i didn't believe that would be possible) she hasn't spoken, she is there so Marinette can be the hero and stand up to her

-And Sabrina is still lame ,Why does she even still exist? She never does anything

-Also, i skipped season 3 but are you telling me in one season and a half Andre is STILL the same doormat father? I would think he would put his foot down by now

-The whole reason this plot is going anywhere is because everyone is an idiot

-For godness sake, there are three adults in the show

-Gabriel has both Noroo and Dusu...where the hell is Natalie?,,, you know what, don't tell me, i don't think i want to know.

-Right, go the easy route and akumatize Chloe by the 4th time i think, you oculd had choosen the director or ...Zoe maybe? Mylenne and Nino again would be more aceptable.

-The only positive i have until now is that Marinette is not being unlikeable as she was in season 3, hope the other episodes keep it like that.

-So the only reason Zoe was given the BM is because...she was there,the right place in the right time. I know since she was introduced in the previous

-Though she does look pretty as a superhero

-No way, the writing wants the viewer to love her so bad that they actually said she was better than Ladybug aka Marinette aka the show creator´s pet...thats something else.

-And she served as distraction...i would had liked to have her rather Chloe a little more but ended up...you know what,i am too tired?

-Okay,Marinette DID have some develoment between seasons.

-Does Lila no longer exist? Or why is Hawkmoth actively using Chloe in plans? Wouldn't Lila make more sense (serious question, i have no idea what´s been going on with her)

-Oh now she stands up for herself, why?....because she was given a Miraculous? I mean, there is no really a momment when she realizes she wants to stop being meek.

-The only thing i liked, is that Marinette actually did something clever in protecting Chloe who is an easy prey for akumatization, so she is actually a good guardian.

-The hug was completely ungained, they have absolutely no bonding momment, no reason for Zoe to love Chloe beyond "Zoe is an angel"

-And yeah, Astruc,you dropped the change to give Chloe redemption in season three, is useless, it no longer works.

I am gona do something,only in fairness for Zoe and will watch her debut episode so my concept of her is better

-Her contrast with Chloe is not even funny.is kind of entertaining see her exited to have a sister but Zoe´s lack of response just makes it boring.

-Okay, she is acting like Chloe for fitting in i guess, but hasn't given a hint that she is interested in having a bond with her.It´s forced

The fact that Zoe is "too nice" is not bad itself, but, Rose exist, Mylenne exist,pre season 3 Adrien exist,etc.How is she diferent beyond "being Chloe´s sister",she is just a mix between Sabrina and Mylenne, and not a good one.

-i mean, i am supposed to find Chloe cruel for saying Zoe is just a copy of her and...i mean she is cruel to say and it would be wrong if they were real people...BUT Zoe DOES in fact exist only to be the anti Chloe.

Conslussion: Zoe is a purity sue and Chloe is the oposite of that, that´s the whole relationship dynamic. Is not even subtle, they have the same color scheme (the hair and eyes are forgiven because they are sisters but what with the clothing?, what if Zoe had dark blue or purple (how Chloe´s clothes would look like in a negative effect) ,so the contrast is more subtle?