#annnnd i hope he's okay too

[hwaslayer]

favorite things | pmylm drabble (jyh)

⇢ favorite things - drabble one // ft. the pmylm couple

summary: yunho's been having a rough time adjusting to the 'real world' and gets upset when he can't have the person he needs the most right away.

words: 2.8k

warnings:��cussing/mature language, jealousy/insecurities, yuyu is upset and doesn't really know how to control his feelings rn cause he is just a tired boy 😭, a small lil fight, the awkward silent treatment, yuyu and yeo talk thru his feelings for a bit, kissing/making out, sorry if i missed anything i quickly whipped the rest of this in bed lol

a/n: whipped this baby up because i just felt the need to and i missed my babies!! (+ this lil IG inspo hehe) more drabbles to come 🫶🏼 love you in slow motion update this weekend annnnd i’m gonna have to push back the fallen angel hwa fic cause im all over the place 🥹 but we’ll do better!! lol stay tuned!!

Yunho has entered the real world and he is exhausted. When his mom used to joke about living and working in this so-called real world, he used to think it was just a thing to keep him on his toes, shake him up a little bit.

Nope, that shit was all real.

And he hates it.

He hates it because it's the one thing that brings another fight to the table for your relationship. Ultimately, Yunho knows all he has to do is adjust and he'll be fine in the long run. Both of you will be fine in the long run.

But today, that feels like a stretch and he is short of patience. Unusually short of patience than usual. He knows you don't mean any harm but for some odd reason, today he feels like the world is going to swallow him alive and everything is triggering.

The first thing is the fact that he has to stay a bit later than usual to finish up a project he had been working on. He was hoping to rush home and spend some time with you before you were off to practice for the evening, spending 2-3 hours with your friends and the group.

That didn't happen.

So, when he gets home and you've already texted him saying you've left with a sad, crying face, he's bummed. He gets himself comfortable anyway, heating up a cup of ramen since he's not too hungry. Maybe he'll get some food with you when you're out— it's one of his favorite things to do.

Now, the second thing that makes him a little more irked is the fact that 2-3 hours go by and you haven't texted. He knows practice can run long, but it's also a little unusual for you to not keep him updated. You finally do a bit past 8pm with a quick:

you: hi baby, sorry! practice was a bit busy, i was caught up during breaks. i'll be home soon then i'll come over after i shower, okay? wait for me (: we should go on a food run! hehe

yunho: sounds good, love. i'll be here.

It closes to 9pm and Yunho isn't hungry anymore. The cup of ramen will do since there seems to be a dim chance of getting food with you, especially when you tell him you'll be over in a quick second but you’re still nowhere to be found. Yunho charges to the door anyway and is hoping to greet you when he swings the door open. Instead, he's greeted with you laughing and giggling with Hyunjin downstairs in the lot as he hands you a bag of to-go food.

Let's set the record straight— Yunho loves your friends. He knows he can trust them, and he knows they're all genuinely good people. He's always been happy you had a good group of people around you.

It's just today, he really, really missed you. After a long ass day. And he knows you [and Hyunjin] mean no harm in your actions, but he can't help but feel a tad bit insecure [and slightly jealous] that you aren't rushing over to see him after not being with him all day. He knows he can blame this on the fact that he's exhausted and a little short on patience. God knows he really did try to keep it cool and brush it off.

He couldn't help it.

Yunho shuts the door again, leaving it unlocked for whenever you feel ready to come upstairs and hang out with him. He sits on his computer chair, irritated, and throws on a game to distract himself momentarily. Maybe it'll help ease whatever he's feeling,

But, nope.

It doesn't.

Because when you walk in, you're still yelling out to Hyunjin and whoever before you shut the door, place the food on the counter and walk into his room. You throw your arms around him from behind and Yunho lets out a small, audible sigh. That was already alarming enough for you, but you still dip your head to the side and try to grab his attention.

"Hi." You place a quick, chaste quick to his cheek, but Yunho doesn't move.

"Hey."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Is all he says plainly. "I was just waiting for you."

"I know, but Hyunjin stopped by to give us food—"

"I thought we were gonna grab food together?"

"Oh." You frown because it completely slipped your mind, or else, you would've left the food at your own apartment to save it for tomorrow instead. "Fuck, I'm sorry. I didn't think he was gonna swing by with food. We all left each other earlier without any plans of—"

"It's okay." He taps your arms as a signal for you to let go of him. "You should go eat."

"We can share, there's more than enough—"

"All good." It's petty of Yunho, he knows. For him, it's the fact that you told him you wanted to go on a food run after practice. Another small, but meaningful thing you two did often. He doesn't blame Hyunjin for anything at all, no. There was no way of preventing that, and who the fuck was he to make you reject food from a friend?

He just wished he could take you to get food. Watch you order your favorites and do your happy dance in his passenger's seat. It's another one of his favorite things.

"Yunho." You slowly step aside and sit on his bed, your appetite all of a sudden gone from how distant your boyfriend is being. "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to make you upset."

"It's fine."

"Is it really? Because something feels off and I wanna know what I did so I can fix it."

"It's nothing, Y/N." You almost flinch at the way he calls you your name instead of his cute endearing nicknames. It throws you off guard so much that you resort to a flimsy, broken:

"Okay." It's barely above a whisper. You stand to head back out to the kitchen, quietly eating a bit of Hyunjin's extra to-go thai food before setting some aside in a tupperware for Yunho and placing it in the fridge. The rest of the night goes.. like that.

In silence. With weird tension.

You hate it.

You wish you could just fix whatever you did wrong, or that Yunho would tell you no matter how 'silly' it may sound. He's always been so good with communicating, even during small disagreements, you weren't sure why he was avoiding it this time around.

You quietly get ready for bed, brushing your teeth and flossing before changing out of your sweats and hoodie to Yunho's shirt. You pad into the room, slipping yourself deep under the sheets and pull up some vlogs on Youtube that you need to catch up on.

"Tired?" Yunho asks from his computer chair, still playing his game.

"Mhm." You look at him, hoping he'd come over to kiss you, cuddle you. Shut off the computer and lay next to you, show you any kind of affection. He doesn't budge, though. You feel your bottom lip trembling, your heart slowly cracking in various places. You have to take a breath to prevent yourself from crying, and Yunho can feel it. He can feel your gaze on him, he can tell you're seconds away from crying. So, Yunho stands and shuts off his computer. But, he starts to head out to the living room and you're on the verge of breaking down. His way of avoiding the issue and getting more upset was to shut down. Deflect.

This wasn't like Yunho at all so you knew something was wrong; something was that bothersome to him.

"Baby." You call for him softly, and he just looks at you. You can tell he's conflicted between keeping this up and dropping it entirely, but it doesn't seem to be enough. It's not enough for him to drop it because his expression doesn't change. He still seems cold, distant. Tired. Unlike the Yunho you're so, so used to seeing and having.

"I'm just tired. Go to sleep."

"Where are you going?"

"The living room."

"Let me come with you."

"Y/N. Please go to sleep. I told you nothing was wrong." You watch the way his jaw slightly ticks before brushing you off completely and leaving the room, shutting the door behind him. A loud sigh escapes his lips as he treads to the couch and plops onto it, leaning his head back onto the edge. He shuts his eyes, giving himself some time to sort through his feelings because what the fuck, Jeong Yunho?

He knows this is much needed, though. He needed to step away for a second to regroup. He doesn't want to unintentionally hurt you by saying or doing things that he doesn't mean. He's tired, and he's acting like a fucking baby because he just wanted you at so many points today— yet, the universe just didn't let him have you. That wasn't your fault.

None of this was your fault.

He needed to do better. Just because he was exhausted, didn't mean he had to act this way towards you.

"Yo." Yeosang walks through the door, dropping his duffle bag to the floor as he steps out of his shoes. "You good?" He furrows his brows at the sight of Yunho just resting his head back with his eyes shut close.

"Mhm."

"Where's Y/N?"

"In the room." Odd, Yeosang thinks. It's not like you two to be separated like this. It's pretty obvious Yunho is bothered by something and that you've probably gotten into a small fight over it. Yeosang isn't one to meddle much, especially when it's not his business to. But, he is concerned seeing his roommate like this. It's probably one of the rare times he ever sees Yunho upset.

"You sure everything's okay? I'm not really used to seeing you sitting out in the living room in silence like this." Yunho lets out a tiny chuckle that's barely audible, but he finally turns to Yeosang and purses his lips.

"I guess. Just exhausted lately."

"I bet. You've been working your ass off." Yeosang looks into the fridge before stepping away with a cold water bottle and heading towards Yunho. "Y/N put some food in there for you, by the way."

"Did she?"

"Yeah. It has a little sticky note on top." Of course you did, why wouldn’t you? You always thought about Yunho no matter what.

"Fuck."

"What?"'

"I've been such a dick to her tonight."

"What'd you do?"

"It's so stupid." Yunho begins to explain how his day has just been all over the place— from work, to staying late and not being able to see you before practice, no updates until 3+ hours after practice, looking forward to a food run that didn't end up happening because of Hyunjin. All Yeosang can do is laugh a bit and shake his head.

"Dude, we all have bad days. It's inevitable. You're still adjusting so don't be so hard on yourself. It's hard going from a routine you were so used to, especially with Y/N. Then, having to switch it up and play tetris with your time. It's not easy. But also, I'm sure Y/N has been feeling the same way. She's just doing what she can to support you first and foremost. She'd never hurt you intentionally, and I know she'd always choose you in the end." Yunho's head drops as he leans onto his knees and sighs again.

"Fuck, you're right. I don't know why today was so difficult. I guess it all piled on for me and I didn't know how to sort through it."

"All good. Shit happens." Yeosang shrugs. "Anyway. I'm gonna head to bed. You should probably do the same. I know she's probably waiting for you."

"Thanks." Yeo gives him a little dap before he's off to get comfy and end his day. Yunho stays on the couch for a few more minutes before he brushes his teeth and washes up for bed. He stands in the bathroom for a few more seconds before gaining the courage to finally talk to you about everything that's been going on today. When he walks in, you're still bundled under the sheets, but your phone is against the wall and a video is playing. He can hear you sniffling through the video though, and he knows you've been crying.

God dammit, Yunho.

"Baby?" You hear Yunho softly call your name as he slips into bed and wraps his arms around you.

"Mhm?" You respond, still facing away from him.

"Can we talk?" You sigh and exit the video, locking your phone before turning towards Yunho and setting your phone onto the table.

"Don't force yourself if you aren't ready to."

"I am, and I'm sorry." He looks at you with those puppy dog eyes and it instantly feels like you have your loving, incredibly sweet and attentive boyfriend back.

"What happened?"

"I don't really know. To be honest, I don't have that great of an explanation. I was just tired and I was really looking forward to seeing you before practice. I couldn't see you then because of work, so I was even more excited to see you after practice and to go on our run together. But, you came later and the whole thing with Hyunjin—" He pauses and shakes his head. "It was so stupid and childish of me. I didn't need to act that way, and I'm so sorry I was such a dick to you over that." You cup his cheek and caress the surface with your thumb.

"You should've just told me, babe."

"It's so dumb, though?" He furrows his brows, mainly at himself.

"Nothing is dumb. Whatever hurts you, hurts me. We're in this together, remember? We're on the same team. I just need you to communicate and be honest, like you always tell me. Okay? I'll do anything to fix it and make it better. I'm your safe space like you are mine."

"I know." He leans into your touch before placing a soft kiss to your palm. "I'll do better."

"We have our bad days and that's okay. It won't make me love you any less. Tell me if you need space or if you need anything from me. I want you to be happy and comfortable."

"I know."

"Okay. And I'm sorry about the food run. I promise I'll keep my end of it next time."

"Wasn't your fault, baby. Nothing could have prevented that." You give him a tiny, toothless smile before kissing the tip of his nose.

"Are we okay?" He nods.

"I'm so sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel that way.” He repeats before leaning in to peck you on the lips. He holds the kiss before parting and looking you in the eye, brushing the hair away from your face. He dips in for another kiss— this time, it's deeper. More passionate. His hand comes down to the small of your back as he presses against you, slipping his tongue in to fight for dominance against yours. The kiss is so full of love and neediness, but there's no push or pressure to make anything out of it.

So, Yunho continues to kiss you. Pushing up against you ever so slightly while parting from your lips to leave a trail across your jaw.

Your chin.

Your neck.

Back up to your lips.

He loves the way you softly sigh in content, listening to him repeatedly whisper 'I love you' against your lips. Into your neck. Across your jaw. He loves the way you gently bite onto his bottom lip as a way of asking for more. He loves the way your fingers tug on the ends of his hair, the way you press your lips against his cheek, forehead, nose. The way you caress his cheeks and never let him go.

It's amongst the many on his list of favorite things.

He continues to coo you and praise you in between kisses throughout the night, smiling while hearing your giggles and smothering you with more kisses until you find yourself getting sleepy. He holds you close and sings a soft lullaby, playing with your hair as you drift off to sleep with the cutest smile on your face. He can’t help but admire you, fighting the exhaustion that’s been hitting him all week for a little longer. He fights it until he can’t anymore but fuck it, it’s all worth it.

Because sitting at the very top of his favorites list is you.

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[sassykio4fun]

Stay still

bill kaulitz x reader

Sat on the edge of the stiff hotel bed, your eyes scanned over your lanky boyfriend hovered over the bathroom sink. Adoring eyes watching his practiced movements.

Finishing up the last touch of eyeliner, he popped the cap his favored eyeliner on the stick, setting it on the sink. Bill's black-coated eyes landed on your figure in the mirror.

His lips curled at the edges. "Are you doing okay over there?" He asked, strutting his way towards you. Stopping in front of you, he nudged your legs apart, inviting himself between them.

"Yeah, I think you're just really good at that." You responded, referring to the eyeliner coating his eyes.

"Well after years of doing this, I sure would hope so." He teased, hands moving to his slim hips.

You shot him a toothy smile, hands moving over his slim ones. "Of course, what I meant is, you're a lot better than me." You began.

"Do you think you could, maybe, do my eye makeup?" You questioned, eyes lowering, your fingers running over soft hands.

"Of course I can, one second!" He responded excitedly, long legs carrying himself towards the bathroom, snatching his eyeliner from the counter.

Rushing back, he grabbed one of the many hard pillows, placing it in the middle of the small bed. Pushing you flat on the bed, he threw a leg over your waist, careful not to crush you.

"I need you to be very still, okay baby?" He demanded, opening the cap of his eyeliner, moving the pen towards your eye.

"Mhm." You hummed, hands carefully moving over his thighs on either side of you, letting him do his thing.

Relaxing, you admired his focused expression. Tongue poking out, piercing on display. His eyes narrowed, focused on the task at hand.

You hissed, flinching as you felt the tip of the pen get a little too close to the white of your eye.

Bill tore his hand away, pen standing still in his manicured hand. "I need you to stay still, honey, I'm nearly done." he scolded, peering down at you with stern eyes.

"Sorry, I feel like it keeps directly connecting with my eyeball." You complained, your eyebrows coming together, nose scrunched.

"I promise it's not, I'm being very careful." He reassured, empty hand taking a hold of your chin, tugging your face close to his. "Just a few more spots, then we're all done." He said, bringing the pen back up.

"Annnnd, all done!" He pulled away, leaning back to examine his work of art. "Look at how pretty!" He gleamed, leaning over you, grabbing a hand-held mirror from the stand.

Gently grabbing the handle from him, you took in the ink coating your eyes. You moved your head from side to side, humming, impressed.

You set down the mirror to reveal a beaming smile taking over Bill's pale face. "Do you like it?" He asked, clasping his hands in anticipation.

"I love it Bill, thank you so much!" You complimented, lips stretching into a bright smile, his own being contagious.

He let out a cheer, clapping his hands. "I knew you would love it!" He rejoiced, smile big and proud, at the praise.

Not helping it, your arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him down to you.

Taking him by surprise, Bill yelped as your glossy lips connected with his soft ones.

Though he quickly melted into the kiss, letting his full weight fall onto you. He pulled away after a long moment.

"What was that for?" He quietly asked, sitting up straight, his cheeks feeling warm.

Shifting, you leaned up on your elbows. "I just felt the need to kiss you is all." You shrugged, lips quirking up.

Two pairs of matching eyes met each other as you both shared a shy smile, reveling in the moment.

Hello! Hope you enjoyed this!🎀

[lilywily143]

New Member

[Part 1] Part 2: [Part 3] [Final]

Ron: Oh, have you been drawing on break?

N: Oh. Um. Yeah.

Ron: May I see your work? I bet you've been imp-

N: No! Th-Thanks...

R: Oh. Well. Okay. I hope it's fun, Nathan.

N: I-It is.

Khan: Hey, don't forget about tomorrow. We got the little party planned for Ron.

N: Ye-yeah of course. ...But are we not gonna decorate?

Khan: Hey, the gifts are enough. It's gonna be short. We do still have jobs sadly..

K: Enjoy your lunch, N!

N: Thank you, sir!

N: Just his office.

N: Now. They Perfect drawings for papa.

N: Sir! Ron.

N: God, just commit to telling him...

K: Keep them closed. Annnnd open!

R: EEEEEEEEEEEEE

K: Happy Birthday, bud!

R: You all are too sweet. ... um... why isn't Nathan here?

K: I-I'm not sure. He's probably just late. Hmm

R: Well... alright. I can't wait to show him what I get though. I'll be quick though. I have a job. GASP

R: A snowglobe!!

R: Oh I love these. I gotta get this one on my desk

K: R-Ron the trash

R: Thanks for thi-

R: GAH

Shatter

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[frenchfriez15]

About me

A few things to know about me and all that jazz

Age: minor! Not comfortable with sharing exact age

favorite color(s): Cobalt blue, jade green, mint blue, and more shadow colors!

Favorite number: 15!!

pronouns!: she/they(I prefer those!)

favorite singers: Sodikken, Jack stauber, miracle musical, the living tombstone, hazbin hotel soundtrack, most vocaloid stuff, mean girls musical soundtrack, Olivia Rodrigo, Penelope Scott, Taylor swift, and Sabrina carpenter(ITS A WEIRD COMBO I KNOW)

fandoms is in!!: Welcome home, DDLC, kinitopet, miraculous, gravity falls, helluva boss, Hazbin hotel, Hatsune Miku, FPE, Murder drones, poppy playtime, BNA, Bea and puppycat, Komi can’t communicate, muppets, gorilla tag, VR chat, Sesame Street, Wednesday, Taylor swift(💀), animal crossing, ANYWAYS there’s a lot😰😭

hobbies: DRAWING!!! Until I feel like I have carpal tunnel😊, collecting Mee Meows(I LIKE CATS OKAY!!!), drawing online, chilling with my friends, talking to myself, taking to my stuffies, wanting to go to boxlunch and hot topic, listening to music, laughing at nothing!, and looking at memes!

FACTS!!!: anyone I follow on tumblr is who I basically consider my idol, besides Clown (Creator of welcome home, @partycoffin CAUSE LIKE OBVIOUSLY HES LIKE MY #1 IDOL✨) are other good(AWESOME) artists I hope to one day be as great as! This consists of @up-above-in-the-clouds, @i-ate-your-dog-srry, @the-doodle-cave, @lumashiki, @qep0ermint, @frillsand, and @sketchquill !! There’s a few more but I think these people are awesome, yes I know I’m weird for barely knowing these awesome beings and considering them idols- BUT ITS ALL WEIRD HERE!, another fact I HAVE TICS! Not Tourette’s but a few symptoms!, I have bad social anxiety!! And just regular anxiety, paranoia, overthinking, my mom thinks I have ADHD(??), annnnd I might be bipolar??, my birthday is June 8th!, I love winter!!, I’m in California!!(but super pale somehow 🥲), I like watching LaurenZside! And a few GT YouTubers..and animators!, I play VR!! Mostly Yeeps hide and seek, Gorilla tag, and sometimes VR chat!, I LOVE KETCHUP, I have too many fictional crushes🫡, and I have a BESTIE(S) you should sub to her since she really wants to go live! Her YouTube is @WhiteKnees123(she deleted her old YouTube channel which was @Me_potato23! But now she has one video so..meh she’s still awesome though! I got her into Flipaclip and she’s been animating since so YAY✨)pretty sure I’m maybe Asexual?? I’ll have to wait and see! Also maybe Demi-girl and non-binary!

ANNNND that about sums it up!! Sorry there was a lot in there! But that’s about me ig?? ✨✨

And here’s Kinito judging me!!

And a few more😬

[robertphilip]

hmm okay so i’m watching your beloved film (‼️PAUSE FOR EXCITEMENT‼️) and when sam goes to get robert to tell him it’s time to go, they’re walking down the hall and sam says “so after a whole day of that, you still want to get engaged?” (i know it’s superfluous to quote this movie TO YOU. but bare with me) sam’s line kind of gave me the impression that she has her own qualms about marriage/true love. so my QUESTION is: do you have any headcanons about her past and/or her personal life? or at the very least just any headcanons about her friendship with robert :))

alsooooo…. if she DOES have these suspected qualms…. does seeing robert & giselle be so happy give her any hope? 🥹

Okay !!! I’m finally going to answer this !!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry it’s taken me so long, I so desperately wanted to but then I’d get home from work and lose all motivation (despite having an answer !!!) But ! I’m here now !!! and it’s my day off !! so let’s dive in~

to start, I don’t really have a lot of like. solo headcanons for Sam, but I do think about her relationship with Robert quite a bit! also, to answer your first question, I do headcanon that she’s married! to a man named Eric, because well. Yeah. it’s very corny, I know, but I couldn’t think of anything better, and now he’s just stuck with that name 😩

but yeah because of that, I don’t think she’s got any issues with marriage or love or anything, I think she just really likes giving Robert a hard time. I think they’re pretty close, and she’s one of the few people that knows a bit about his history with his ex-wife, and they have a good “Teasing Each Other Relentlessly” kind of dynamic.

one of my favorite bits of that first Sam/Robert interaction is that, after she says that line you quoted, she kinda playfully hits his arm and smirks, and it’s just !!! very cute and silly, and I think a very good display of their friendship. and their second interaction is so great, too. when Robert says, “please don’t tell me Mrs. Banks is already here” and Sam’s just, “Mrs. Banks already here !” and when he asks, “perfect, how long they been here?” she laughs and says, “do you really wanna know?” and and ANNNND when Robert tells her to help Giselle and she’s just, “what do you want me to do 🤨🤨🤨🤨” and then she whisper-yells “she has NO driver’s license, NO passport !!!” like soifjsoidfjdijsfjdojfsojds sorry I’m just quoting their scenes and not saying anything new but my point is THEY’RE FUNNY. and I’m very sad they don’t have More scenes together.

but, yeah, okay so I think Sam was basically like. Robert’s only friend outside of Nancy, and later, Giselle and Edward. like he has acquaintances, for sure, but I think Sam’s the only person he considered a Close Friend. I actually have this cute headcanon that, when Robert had to fill out an emergency contact form for Morgan, he’d put himself and then Sam (if he had to put another number, that is) because she was the only person he knew and trusted at the time 🤧

she’s pretty awkward around babies/kids though. there were times where Robert would have to bring Morgan to the office with him, and sometimes he’d ask like, “can you watch her while I go to my meeting, please, please, please?” and Sam just sighs, and agrees, but the whole time her and Morgan are just. staring at each other awkwardly. Sam asks how she’s liking the weather, and Morgan’s just 👶❓ but they both survive the hour !

because they’ve known each other for roughly five years, Sam can read him pretty well, so when he comes in with Giselle and disaster strikes the office, she’s very ??? and she’s even more ???????????? when he comes back the following Monday and is like. so unbelievably happy. and at first she thinks “oh, right ! you must’ve proposed to Nancy!!” but then Robert says, “oh, haha, no, we broke up actually !” with a grin and leaves her absolutely stunned.

and, I think I’ve mentioned before but, Robert kind of keeps Giselle a secret from the office, just for a little while because he doesn’t want any of his coworkers to be rude to her, but the second Sam learns they’re dating, she assumes the worst. and she’s not trying to be rude/mean, but she definitely thinks Giselle is just a strange (very, very strange) rebound to get over Nancy. but seeing Robert so … so happy, it kind of makes her realize, okay, maybe this is real. I guess… 😒 but she’s still a bit hesitant around Giselle for a little while (she did almost swallow Sam’s fish, after all!!)

eventually, though, she gets to know Giselle, because she’s always popping in to say hi, and she asks what everyone’s favorite baked goods are, then brings them the next day, and well. how can Sam hate a person like that ?? I like to think she gets to a point where she’s asking how Robert ever landed a woman like her, which just makes him roll his eyes (but internally, he’s like “I literally ask myself that question every day”)

aaaaand she happily attended their wedding reception, and poked fun at Robert later for being suuuuuuch a good dancer, and sooooo Sappy and Romantic~

in short, they’re besties, your honor 🫡

[fizzywashere87]

fizzzzyyyy guess what???!!! i got to eat dinner over at his house today!!! (our mom's are best friends btw) his mom's cooking oh my gosh SO GOOD she made frito pie annnnd right after that we went to bible study so i got to use my new pink bible yayy <3 but you wanna know what's crazy???? i was literally reading the matthew part of the bible today and took a break at chapter 15 and that was literally the first page exactly that we studied. insane right?? we were talking about perseverance and consistency in praying. i think God is trying to tell me something

alsoooo after our class we were just hanging out at the gym there, so he was playing basketball, i was talking to his mom and he kept glancing over at me!!!! AHHHH!!! like i don't wanna make it this whole thing and be all delusional but i am freaking out oh my gosh he looked at me more than like once or twice so idkk. i really, really like him though. his voice is honey and his mom's so sweet. he has such pretty eyes and he has such a sweet hearts and soul and just ughh ....

oh yeah and this guy, who we call the candy man at our church because he always hands out all the kids candy on sunday said i had a beautiful smile, which was so sweet! it made me so happy because i am very insecure about my smile, it genuinely means so much to me. everyone was asking if i had any cookies too lol i'm making some more to bring next sunday this week

i love talking to you, i have like no one else to tell this to so i appreciate you responding to my silly yapping lol ilysm 🫶🤍 anyways i hope you had a good day as well!!! how are you doing fizzy my dear?

OKAY OKAY OKAY OKAY

FIRST OF ALLLLL DINNER AT HIS MOMS HOUSE?! UR LIKE FIVE STEPS CLOSER TO FALLING IN LOVE WITH HIM AND IT BEING MUTUAL

omgieieieie i how cuteeee you found the perfect man already!! you guys did bible study and im super proud of how far you guys got to!! it's super super possible God is trying to tell you something 😆😆

HE WAS PROBABLY TRYING TO LOLK GOOD WHILE PLAYING BASKETBALL OMGIE THATS SO CUTE!!! maybe you should ask him to play with u next time (if ur not that good he can like teach u and it would be super cute!!)

OMGOMGOMG I BET UR SMILE IS SUPER ANAZING LIKE THE CANDY MAN SAID 🥹🥹 that's so cute and sweet of him!! im glad it made u feel good 🥰🥰

OMGGG UR SOOO CUTEE /gen I LOVE YOU KAT I FIND THE YAPPING SOOSOSO INTERESTING I SWEAR 🥰🥰

im doing okay i got to see my best friend before she left to europe for a month 🥰 we did our little walk and i seen all her pets and her mom

(and she gave me TWO ice creams at her house 🥰🥰🥰)

[multi-fandom-imagine]

|| Part 1 || || part 2 ||

A/n: Annnnd now it’s Joel’s turn 🤤. This one is gonna be different and probably longer since it’s gonna take place after Jackson, along the events with David and the Firefiles.

I also changed it so the Reader is taken by David and the reader breaks down in Joel’s arms telling him what happened with the FireFlies along with the reader being the one to get taken by the Firefiles.

Also I made it so Sarah calls the reader mom { she knows the reader isn’t their mother but the two have always been close }

This one is also gonna have smut cause Joel deserves it.

Warning: Character death, blood and gore, implied SA, implied torture, P in V, BJ, Creampie.

|| THIS IS IN TWO PARTS BECAUSE IT WAS GETTING TO LONG! ||

-September 26, 2003-

“Happy birthday Joel!”

Pulling out the your gift you waved it in front of the man’s face only Sarah to snatch it form your hands, the girl letting out squeal seeing what it was.

“You got us season passes to the museum?! You’re the best mom.” Sarah eagerly hugged as she rushed off to tell your uncle.

Joel sighed then gave you a crooked smile as you sat down next to the man. “You didn’t have to do this.”

Shrugging your shoulders you glanced in the kitchen as the two chatted away. “I know but I also know how much Sarah loves that place so it’s really for her but.” Giving the man a teasing grin you pulled out a check handing it to him. “Here…for your start up.”

Nearly choking, Joel’s eyes went wide. “Y/n…I couldn’t possibly…this is.”

“Please Joel…it’s birthday present alright so just take it.”

Sighing the man shook his head grasping your hand giving it a squeeze. “I….thank ya Y/n.”

Biting his tongue, Joel watched as you slip of the couch ignoring the pit of jealousy seeping in.He had his chance. Biting his tongue he then swallowed turning his gaze away from when you kissed his brother.

Yes, he had his chance.

-

Joel never though he could feel this much anguish, this much pain has he held his daughter’s body in his arms. You tried to help, you did so much to help but now you were bleeding out in Tommy’s arms. You blood seeping through your shirt. He couldn’t lose you too, he couldn’t.

-September 28 2023-

Keeping Ellie behind him, Joel raised his gun to the unknown figure. “Put your hands up…now.” He snapped though he nearly dropped the gun once he saw who it was.

“Y/n.”

He couldn’t believe it, he couldn’t believe you were alive.

Feeling tears swell in your eyes you rushed towards the man pulling him in for a tight hug. “Joel.”

Closing his eyes the man managed to give you a tiny smile. God it felt so good to have you on his arms, it felt good to see you again. “Welcome home.”

Letting out a broken sob you just buried your face into his neck holding him tighter. “Thank you.”

-

Glancing up at the gate you frowned turning your attention to Joel. “Friends?”

Joel scoffed then frowned as the gate slowly opened, his bother stepping forward. “I hope so.”

“Tommy?”

“Y/n?”

Joel didn’t think his bother could sound so broken, so conflicted. He never thought he would see the man push you away, hurt and confusion on your face but that’s when he heard it. That he was involved with someone.

Watching your face crumble you, Joel followed after you. He had to make sure you were okay, after what you went through he wasn’t about to let you be alone.

“Y/n?”

Spotting you on an edge of the roof you he slowly approached you. “Are…are you okay?”

Scoffing you drew your knees to your chest. Tears flowing freely down your cheeks as Joel sat next to you. “I thought he’d always love me…that was stupid…I should blame him…I can’t blame him. He must have thought I was dead….I just wish he didn’t pick someone that wasn’t such a bitch.”

Joel let out a scoff, that wasn’t a good enough excuse to him. Shaking his head placed his hand on top of yours giving it a squeeze. “You’re welcomed to come with us….you don’t gotta stay here Y/n.”

Glancing at Joel you then gave him a weak smile as you quickly wiped your eyes. “I think I’ll take you up on that offer.”

-

“Y/n….please don’t leave.”

Glancing away from Tommy your lips were pressed into a thin line as your adjusted your bag on the horse. “Why…your not my husband anymore Tommy. Now shouldn’t you get back to your wife.” You snapped ignoring the man flinching. “I’ll see ya around.” You muttered getting on your horses back riding off.

Watching you leave Tommy felt his heart squeeze painfully in his chest. He lost you once already and now he was losing you again but is he couldn’t do anything to stop it.

-November 14 2023-

“You know I wanted to be a singer.” Joel stated as you three searched the University.

“Really? Was he any good Y/n.”

Turning your attention to the girl you were surprised with how close you’ve two become. You were also unsure how to act around Joel. Being around the man was starting to bring up some buried feelings for the man.

Feelings that you buried so many years ago, feelings you were positive that you lost the moment you married Tommy.

“Oh ya.” Opening a draw you flashed Joel a smile though the man couldn’t help but scoff. “He had an amazing voice, could play the guitar too.”

Shifting his body, Joel then cleared out his throat. “Ya well it’s enough of that alright.”

Laughing you three started to explore the building more though at all changed when you found the skeleton of a Firefly along with a recording on where they are.

“Well at least we know where they are.” You muttered until you saw a flash Joel tackling you to the ground as a bottle exploded near you. “Holy shit.”

“We gotta go” glancing on Joel’s eyes you both scrambled up as the three of your rushed out of the building.

You didn’t even get a chance to react, you could only watch as Joel got impaled. A strangled cry leaving your lips as you quickly scrambled down to where he fell.

“M-move-“

“What?”

“Move” pushing you aside Joel shot the two men in head as they rushed through but then everything was a blur after that, Joel could barley remember getting on the horse let alone riding beside you.

Though he did hear your soft voice, pleading for him to stay awake.

He just wished he could keep that promise.

-

Three days have passed, three days since Joel was injured. Three days since hasn’t woken, three long days and it was killing you.

You were just grateful that Ellie managed to find this mall. Blinking back tears you glanced down at Joel’s unconscious body, brushing back his hair. “We need to get some medicine…he’s going to contract septicemia.”

Tuning to look at you, Ellie frowned nodding her head as she took a deep breath in. “I’ll go and look.”

Opening your mouth you wanted it protest, wanted to tell her you would but you didn’t have the voice to do so.

“Just tell me what I need.”

Nodding your head to told every item, everything that he was going to need. Kneeling beside the man you pressed your hand to his head feeling the heat, he was so warm. “Thank you”

“Don’t mention it Y/n.”

And then she was gone and you were alone with Joel. Frowning you curled up by his side making sure he would remain warm. Your hand grabbing his had he started to breath in deeply. “Please Joel…Please….I can’t lose you.”

Watching him get injured, seeing him like this made you realize your feelings for the man.

You loved Joel Miller.

-

You weren’t quite sure how long you slept by Joel’s side though you were happy to hear Ellie’s voice.

“Y/n…I…got some things.”

Turning to the young girl you grasped the first aid kit seeing a needle you gave her a nod of thanks then pushed the shirt away as you stitched up his wound. Slowly wrapping it you tried not to focus on the blood on your hands, his blood on your hands.

“We should go…keep moving…help me get him to the sled.”

Nodding her head, you and Ellie strapped Joel to the horse you borrowed as Ellie slipped on Callus. “Let’s go.”

You didn’t know how long you rode for, you tired not to think about it. You couldn’t think about it, not when Joel was at deaths door. Though you let out a sigh of relief spotting a home. “Here…we can rest here.”

“Y/n…Joel…he’s…He’s going to be alright…right?”

Lips pressed into a thing lip you swallowed thickly trying to ignore the anxiousness seeping through you. “Yes…yes he’s going to be fine.”

-

It felt to good to be true, this is what you needed and all you had or do was give them that deer. Rushing into the home your chest heaved kneeling beside the unconscious man.

“Joel…I got it….I got some medicine for you.” He was so warm, god you just hoped you weren’t to late.

Ellie shifted her body then knelt down beside Joel as her hand grasped his before she curled against his side. “You should sleep Y/n…Joel wouldn’t want you to stay up all night watching over him.”

Frowning you had nodded stiffly as you injected the penicillin near the wound. “Right. You’re right let’s rest for a bit.” Laying down the opposite side you then rested your head on Joel’s chest. Your hand grasping his gently. “Only for a little while.” Bring his hands to his lips you forced yourself not to cry, he was going to be okay, he had to be okay.

You weren’t really sure how long you’ve been out but it was the shouts that had woke you up. Tensing you walked towards the boarded up window. Biting your tongue you spotted David along with some of his men. Turning to Ellie you knew that you couldn’t risk either of them. “Stay quiet and stay low..I’m going to draw them away.”

Ellie frantically shook her head as she moved away from Joel, she didn’t want to lose you too. She didn’t want to be alone again. “No! Y/n let me please! What if Joel.”

Kneeling down in front of the girl you shook your head giving her a sad smile as you cupped her cheek.

“Watch over him for me…I’ll be back in a flash.”

Winking you slipped into where the horses were being held. Taking a deep breath you gripped the horses reins then nudged the creature to move.

“Over here fuckers.”

The horse then took off, you were just happy the chose to follow you instead of searching the house you couldn’t stand the fact that Joel of Ellie being found. “Anything to keep you both safe.”

[hermidetta]

he paced up and down the open walkway in front of her door, rehearsing his words. "why, bernadetta, happy birthday! oh? these? yes, of course they're for you. are they too much? i hope not, because when i heard you liked them i decided to..." "or is that too much, Ferdinand?" he interrupted himself. "well, if it overwhelms you, maybe you could just take one and i'll just... i don't know what i'll do with a whole bouquet of them, but i'll figure it out." rehearsing. rehearsing.

"no, okay. less words. this has to be perfect. after all, it's her birthday..." inhaling deeply, he was about to start up from the top, when a neatly creased music sheet fell from his pocket. laughing under his breath wistfully, he mocked himself. "why, Ferdinand! since when did you find the time to do this? she's not going to enjoy a song that isn't finished..." swooping down to pick it up, he sighed. "of course not." "oh, it matters not! i may as well get on with it." clearing his throat, he knocked on the door in his Ferdinand-esque way. intrusive. kind of loud. neat. "Happy Birthday, Bernadetta! I shall leave these flowers here for you!" a HUGE bouquet of variegated tulips were wrapped in old scrolls that the professors were disposing of. (intrusive. kind of loud. neat.)

"thank you!"

he said brightly. they shared one too many sorry's between them.

"thank you for being part of the Black Eagles, and being a wonderful colleague and housemate. and, of course, thank you for the lovely year so far."

"i'm so proud to know you!"

he rolled his hand for the theatrics, bowing to no one in particular. "annnnd. i'm off. i hope to see you in class!"

⠀ ⚘ birthdaydetta 2k24 ♡ ⠀

bernadetta cannot possibly tell him.

slumped against the opposite side of her door, knees up and huddled against her chest, she sits. listens. and as ferdinand von aegir keeps pacing and mumbling, bernadetta's palms in turn keep shifting to and fro between her flushed cheeks and tight-lipped mouth. she has had to stifle more than one giggle, just the tiniest and mousiest peep of peeps.

because he is sweet. intrusive. kind of loud. neat. but sweet, warm, just like the berry tea she is prone to take. because he is rehearsing, of all things, and why bother with frills or perfection toward the girl who is anything, everything but? there is nothing in it for him. no matter which way she looks at it, there is nothing that could ever be in it for him. anybody. anything.

to have brought her an entire bouquet, and—did her ears deceive her?—ferdinand had composed a song? was it something he did for everybody, a fortuitous guess, or had he gleaned her passion for music despite it being one of her more furtive pursuits?

and here, bernadetta's palms are cupped back over her warm cheeks. violet lashes flutter shut like butterfly wings. by reflex (by conditioning—), by self-persecution (by self-preservation—) she braces herself for the moment ferdinand might turn around and clip hers, but it does not come.

instead he says the last thing she had ever expected to hear in her worthless life. and bernadetta folds.

the door swings open before ferdinand can raise his head, revealing a flustered tangle of nerves who cannot stop kneading the hem of her shirt. her breath catches briefly upon seeing the tulips.

"ferdinand! w-wait!"  her mouth freezes open for a moment while she scours her brain for words. coherent ones. ones ferdinand deserves to hear.

"thank you! um, thank you. you."  as in, that's bernie's line: thank you.  "for the flowers, definitely, but for all of this, too. for everything. th-the black eagles... the black eagles are important to me,"  she finds herself mumbling, and it surprises her not because she had ever felt otherwise, but because there is still something so foreign and frightening about handing her heart a voice. these are the things she had never been afforded.

"thank you for letting me be with you!"  she wills her voice to hold strong.  "because... i'm prouder to know you. really. and i'd really like to hear your song when you're ready to share it. and—"

(a gulp.)

"when you go to varley territory... i guess i'll go, too. if you guys are going, i can do it. bernie might just need to, um, stand behi—beside you most of the time. if that's okay."

it's okay, right?

gingerly, bernadetta takes the tulips into her arms. she stares appreciatively at their patterns and feels her gaze soften.

it's okay, probably.

[narrators-journal]

Eeee I love the king Leo! Tatsuya Suou so far surely part 3 with smut in it

Okay, so this still might be a lil jank, but I hope it’s good. Shockingly! When I don’t overthink things, they’re far easier to write, and hopefully make good. I hope this scratches your itch, homie! I might need some work on honing Joker’s personality, but I feel like I did my best to keep him consistent between this and the previous ask. I might be a lil rusty on interconnecting works tho…

Either way! Hope this is a fun read, thanks for the ask, and I’m very glad you’re loving this AU! Wish I could take credit for actually cooking it up, but rip lmao.

CW: dubious consent, blowjobs, light bondage (if you count the tail as bondage), face fucking, teratophilia, annnnd I think that’s it!

Tatsuya had been King Leo for at least a month now, he knew damned well what ‘attention’ Joker wanted from him in exchange for the few days of peace he’d been given. Yet, it still took the brunette until he saw the doors to the ravenette’s bedchambers for him to get that familiar melancholy knot in his belly. “Oh fuck no.” He muttered, getting his arm free of the demon’s grip, “I’ve already given you plenty of attention tonight, I’m not going to-” “I feel like you’ve been here a while, so you’re forgetting just what position you are in.” Joker said in a suddenly chill tone before the man’s argument finished leaving his mouth. The chill underneath Jun’s familiar, airy voice like a curb underneath his motorcycle tire. “You, my cursed star, are here to protect your friends and postpone my plans. You are barely above the new shiny toy in my toybox, Suou.” As he said it, he kept up Jun’s voice, and fixed the tall man with a colder look he hadn’t gotten since that cursed night a while back. “If you annoy me, or you so much as bore me. I will discard you, just like the original King Leo. Your prettier face will not save you forever.”

That point made the tall persona user grimace at the demon, who just returned his dark expression with a sugary sweet smile before he all but threw him into the bedroom. No care given to whether the candles that sat on the dresser and bedside table would be knocked over or snuffed out by the collision of the man’s body with the metal floor. “Now, behave and get against the wall so I can suck your dick without you fucking up my comforter. If you listen well enough, you can keep going without your collar.” Joker hummed, the snarl the wildcard gave barely acknowledged, their shared lack of clothes equally ignored as the demon herded the brunette to the wall.

And, Tatsuya didn’t know what to do other than listen. The cult leader’s words still bounced around his head, the way the demon commanded him with Jun’s airy voice stirred up lascivious desires that kept him unbalanced as he scrambled up and back up into the brick facade Sudou had likely put up for the demon he worshipped. With how long he’d been on Joker’s leash, he really should have been more stable in this situation.

But, he wasn’t. His thoughts were sent up into a panicked tizzy when Joker had basically threatened his friends again, and the sight of a familiar ravenette on his knees in front of him on the abandoned factory’s floor seemed to take that burst of physical arousal as an opening. “W-woah, hey wait.” He stammered, his face far too hot for the creature that wanted him dead only a month ago. Yet, when he tried to push the demonic man away from him, that cursed flower-tipped tail captured his hands in a flash. “I don’t think I will. You’re very cute when you finally get flustered.” He hummed, his lips a breath away from Tatsuya’s stomach, just close enough to let the wildcard feel his breaths tickle over his sun-kissed skin before he began to mouth over his abdomin.

And, while it didn’t actually burn, the scatter-brained man still hissed into the hyperactive shadows of the cult leader’s ornate bedchamber. The small collection of candles that dotted the room fed by the guilty thrum of excitement that flooded into his blood. Shit...Shit, shit, shit. This is so wrong, this fucker tried to kill me! He told himself in an attempt to slow his heart rate and cool his tanned cheeks. Yet, that was near impossible to do when the demon’s lips continued to leave a playful trail of warm kisses and nips from his naval to the base of his semi-hard cock.

Yet, between the brick facade built onto the metal walls of the room, the fantasy of it truly being Jun, and the serpent-scaled tail that squeezed bruises onto his wrists, he couldn’t seem to pull away. “Ju-Joker...stop.” He tried, though the words felt like stones on his tongue, and did nothing but earn a small growl. “Master. I am Master Joker, to you, King Leo.” into Tatsuya’s skin. The animalistic threat mixed with the force in his words to draw out a reluctant shudder from the taller man. Which, the demon took as the green light to wrap his fingers around his base so that he could move his lips to the tip and lap up the bead of precum that was there despite the brunette’s best efforts.

And, the wildcard wished he could say that he hated it. Part of him wanted to, he wanted to be disgusted by the deft way that the dark-haired doppleganger swirled his slick tongue around the sensitive head of his length. He didn’t want to enjoy the way the ravenette so eagerly took his thick member into his mouth without hesitation.

But, he knew how to keep his teeth the perfect distance away from the blood-sink of an organ to give a thrill of danger without damage, and the suction torturously light while he gently bobbed his head and stroked the neglected parts he’d yet to reach. And, while the brunette knew it wasn’t really him, it was all too easy to pretend it was Jun who had his lips wrapped around the tip of the wildcard’s cock. The ease of everything was humiliating...

Tatsuya Suou was a wildcard, after all. Joker had possessed his childhood friend’s body to torment him for a sin he barely remembered, he’d tried to kill him. Any sensible man would’ve fought the ravenette’s advances tooth and nail because of those factors. Any stronger man. But, despite how powerful Vulcanus was, Tatsuya’s willpower and distaste for the man was blown away like a pile of leaves in a hurricane. All it had taken was some butterfly kisses down his body, attention to the head of his dick, and gentle suction, and suddenly the cool, sturdy brick of the wall was the best anchor the persona user had against himself.

Get it together, Suou. You’ve done this before it’s not- J-Jesus fuck… His thoughts seemed to flicker and dim like the scentless candles in the bedchambers with them despite the fact that the demon had barely begun to toy with him. His thoughts already felt like smoke, and his dick already felt ready to pop like a water balloon. So, when the cult leader sunk further onto his length, the brunette couldn’t stop a moan that made the candles flare and sputter.

Which, the demon was quick to notice. Tatsuya knew he had the second he could feel his lips twitch around him in yet another smug smile. And, while he didn’t pull away to say anything, the wildcard could almost hear him taunting him for each reluctant shudder and small noise that the tan man let slip. Simultaneously, though, the demon rewarded those noises with another inch or so sucked into the moist warmth, or another spit-slickened pump of his hand.

Until something in his belly snapped like a rubberband. Before he could scrape together another thought, his fingers were tangled in the demon’s damp locks. Which, Joker didn’t mind, the only real complaint he gave was a startled gagging noise that melted into a moan when the brunette took over the pace. And, while the dark-haired demon kept his flower-tipped tail tightly around the wildcard’s wrists, he rested his hands on his thighs and just moaned happily as the taller man’s chase for release overrode any annoyance or conflict he had.

But, the persona user didn’t care about that very much anymore. All he cared about was the delicious vibration that rattled him whenever the demon moaned, or the way his tongue continued to press against his cock as he humped needily into his mouth. I’m like a damned dog humping someone’s leg… A more reasonable voice whispered in the tall man’s head, having somehow survived the flames that vaporized his other thoughts aside from a more carnal Shut the hell up. that snapped back at that voice. Which, seemed to silence what remained of his shame beneath the carnal need. Until, finally, that horrible bubble of need burst in the man’s belly. “F-fuck…” Tatsuya growled, his eyes squeezed shut to let the pulses of warmth wash over him. His grip on the doppleganger’s inky hair tightened, but the demon made no move to pull away when cum poured down his throat. In fact, if anything, he seemed to lean into him more, and only dislodged his hands from his hair when the brunette’s cock stopped twitching and throbbing. “See? Was that so bad, Leo?~” Joker purred, his tongue swiped over his lips as if he didn’t want a drop of cum to escape him, his vibrant cerulean eyes glittering with amusement and satisfaction as he watched the the wildcard scrape his composure back together so that he didn’t slide down the wall bonelessly. “You drugged me…” he muttered, though his mouth now felt dry, “I did not,” was Joker’s simple giggle as he stood up to finally pull on his pajamas for the night. “You just like me sucking your dick.” “Not that much.” Tatsuya argued, but the ravenette simply ordered, “Don’t put my candles out, King Leo.” No need to fight the man’s words, since the truth hung in the air with the scent of candle wax and fire. So, he simply pulled on a silk pajama shirt and some underwear to climb into bed. “Now, come on, Tacchi. Bed time.”

[confusedfoam]

okay I’m home I’ve cut all my hair off I’ve sort of eaten dinner I think I can approach articulation let’s uuuuhh take this character by character I think

Normal

rip this kid, he got pretty fucked over this go around. his house got fire and water damage and his mom also got lit on fire so that sucks.

Also his attempts to connect with scary got undermined and brushed off, he was trying to tell her she has people who care and that they’ll be there and all this lovely stuff and link was going the complete opposite angle and undermining him. (note: this is not a complaint, his approach was too head on to get through to scary and I think it makes beautiful sense for everyone’s characters but damn sucks for normal tho)

and of course. Teeny, gone. His will they won’t they partner, a mole and betrayer. This boy is going to be shattered and somehow I don’t think the goofs realm is going to be exactly comforting.

oh and can we talk about normals cult susceptibility and his family history cause 👀👀👀 yo thank you will

Taylor

Oh man him crying broke my heart, just thinking of him all heart broken and blubbering. I hope he gets to see Nick again soon but I feel like he probably won’t. I also love that his roll in the hug was just a shitty attempt at a sleeper hold.

failing to get through to his mom was one of the most frustrating shitty rolls of his so far but narratively its probably for the best. but man fuck willy and how things go his way (crack conspiracy of the minute: Willy’s got Cassandra on the back burner hoping to (already has?) knock her up for a back up source of daddy magic)

Link

Links teen apathy arc is so valid. also congrats to the gothcleats enthusiasts this was a banger for y'all. I respect the hell out of Matt as a roleplayer. he knows what he wants to do with link so well. I don’t even know what to say I’m happy this is working out for him I guess, can’t wait to watch it crash down.

Scary

Ohhhhhhh boy. oh boy. my poor girl. She needs so much therapy. She needs her mom. She needs more hugs. Christ.

but for real god bless beth may “am I enough?” nearly fucking killed me there were almost real actual tears. her asking willy for a hug and getting so coldly brushed off, not even rejected just brushed off? crushing.

Scary embracing her apathy arc is such a set up for disaster. I am very excited about the soccer admission though I think that was a good start. someone get this girl a sunny afternoon and a beautiful soccer field asap. (the other crack conspiracy: Scary’s had her jock phase, her goth phase, it’s now time to enter her stoner burnout phase. this is founded nothing on other than how she said it when she confessed to wanted to play soccer and also that it would be pretty funny. no more feelings time to just smoke pot about them)

Hermie

I mean that reveal was so much. like holy shit. also I know some people don’t like his name being herman but I actually love that so much sorry y'all.

Anthony

mad and endless respect to my anti egot king that dad fact was so fucking funny. maybe a contender against the back tattoo incident

-

annnnd that’s my current run down of thoughts. what an episode. pls talk to me about it I’m dying out here

[risetherivermoon]

whats ur fav marauders hc?

this, this is a hard one to answer...

i love them all sm 😭

okay, lemme try to narrow it down to a few i like that isn't too popular and is mostly just a me thing,

i headcanon that bellatrix & barty were like really close, (ive made a post abt this b4) and they're so similar to eachother that they give off chaos making sibling vibes,

uhh, another one i like: i headcanon that remus had amber eyes, like a nice rich orangey brownish type color, (i also hc that as a werewolf feature in general)

annnnd, i headcanon that it was regulus' idea for sirius to leave their house, and that their bad blood / them not communicating afterwards was reg self isolating himself and pushing sirius away, sirius tried really hard to talk to reg but he brushed him off so many times that it ended up just making sirius angry with him,

anyways, thanks for the ask!! hope this was a good response lol, its hard to choose just one!!!

[primewritessmut]

YOU DID IT 1, 3, 4, 12, 14, 15, 24, 25,

I FUCKING DID IT

favorite fic you wrote this year

Oof. I think I've said this before but my favorite fic is always the one I'm currently writing. Like, once a fic is done, I hope it loses my number because it is dead to me.

That being said, I'm really fucking proud of Songs for the Zombie Apocalypse (for a lot of reasons) so I'm going to say that one. And also... Normal Frenemy Shit because it has maybe my favorite Spideypool scene I've ever written in it. And the wound fucking, of course.

3. favorite line/scene that you wrote this year

Man. Okay. Well, I already mentioned the Normal Frenemy Shit scene (the eating on the obligatory rooftop "date" one). The ninth chapter of Hang Me Up to Dry (SFTZA). Annnnd, let's say the closet scene from every star for you because the world needs more wlw smut.

4. total number of words you wrote this year

Just wrote? Not published? I mean, I'm not done but I'm definitely over 400k. (Also, I can't believe you always make me share my shame inducing numbers with you.)

12. favorite character to write about this year

Mobius. If you had asked me before I watched Loki, I'm not sure what my answer would have been, but now it's Mobius. I love him as just Some Guy™️ with the dad jokes and swag to capture a god's attention. He's such a compelling character, and so, so different than a lot of the representations of "men who work for authority" we get. He's just the guy that said, "I can fix him" and then actually did. The order to Loki's chaos.

14. a fic you didn't expect to write

A Particular Set of Skills. I really, really didn't want to start a whole other fucking fic for those two, but Black Ace captivated me and it couldn't be helped.

15. something you learned this year

I AM CAPABLE OF WRITING THINGS THAT DON'T END IN ROMANCE. Don't get me wrong, I love romance and am glad to be back in fluff city, but for so long it felt like every fucking thing I wrote ended not just with a happy ending, but with a romantic one. I like happy endings, and I'm not going to cull them from my stories forever, but it's nice to know that I have the skill (now? always?) to write something that isn't (strictly) romance.

Sapphic gothic horror here I come.

24. favorite fic you read this year

I'm going to pick something that so far away from a fandom I would typically participate in. Not because I don't like it, but I just wouldn't come in contact with the source material.

Poison Apple by surveycorpsjean which is a SoapGhost (COD) fic that scratches some of my worst itches. (You recommended it to me so thanks!)

25. a fic you read this year you would recommend everyone read

Here I was, so proud of myself that I could come up with an answer to the last question, and you hit me again. Is this where I admit that I don't read a lot of fics? 😬 Okay. Okay. No. I have one. I think everyone should read it because it's entertaining as hell (and a super quick read, too!), but I definitely think that writers should read it so they can see just what kind of shit you can do with limited words and only dialogue.

we're never speaking of this again by @periodically-puzzled

As I was going through my bookmarks, it hit me just how much this single fic probably impacted A Particular Set of Skills. So, as usual, you and Puzzle inspire everything I write.

[lurkingteapot]

Be my favourite  บทกวีของปีแสง Ep. 7

More than a week late, yep. Watching now and then maybe I can watch ep 8 and finally unblock all iterations of the tag, lolsob

we're on the roof again!

Kawi talking about things, trying really hard, and Pisaeng giving him an out, and … aaaah. I kinda wish he hadn’t. I wanted to see where this would’ve gone.

LESS THAN A MONTH thank FUCK he went

รพ as shorthand for โรงพยาบาล hospital makes perfect sense and I super wouldn't have clocked that on my own

GOD THEYYYY

… how about you say thanks to Pisaeng too, he's the one who got this started

don't do itttt

oh??

OH NO

WHAT A MOMENT TO BE TRANSPORTED TO holy SHIT

okay I really really hope for him that this goes well, shhhhhit

… is this iteration of Max into Kawi? oh please no this does not need to get MORE complicated

he has a poster of his own face up???

… and a LOT of booze out on the counter, that’s. not great.

they really ARE getting into the way alcohol is a problem. Good for them.

annnnd there it is. guess that’s what Pisaeng was coming to tell him, huh.

god, Max has the patience of a saint and Kawi honestly doesn’t deserve him

oh NO he’s gonna crash the wedding, huh

Pear did not want him there, shhhhit

I love how this show uses flashbacks. devastating.

KWANNNN. I do NOT get what she’d want from Not, but I guess the heart wants etc.

Pear is SO done with him

“fixing the future” doesn’t – shouldn’t – mean fixing it just for you, Kawi

Max is right and also like “have you listened to a single word I said”

Pisaeng and Max should get together in one of the universes, they’re both good guys and also they’d look cute together

playing in the sea, oh no ;-;

MENTHOL MAGAZINE I’m crying laughing

what’s with the sound here? please, gmmtv. or is this a dream or something?

This bgm is a GMMTV staple and I know it’s been in at least two other shows I’ve watched, but I can’t place it right now

the echo-y sound is so distracting

“one big thing” oh no

Pisaeng serenading Kawi, help ;_;

the drunk kiss … why does Pisaeng’s face look like it’s something that happens with some regularity

THE PREVIEW HOLY SHIT????

[thehazbins]

OOC // It has been.... a day. Sorry, I usually try to keep things chill and fine but man I started crying because Applebee's got my order wrong. Today has been so full of bullshit, I genuinely hope tomorrow goes better or I'm gonna lose my shit. If you wanna read about my day- feel free to proceed. I won't be upset if you don't though.

First off, I couldn't sleep well last night. I fell asleep at like 5am? Woke up at 11 so I got alright sleep but it was not what I wanted. But that was fine. Didn't get time to grab breakfast before leaving for work since my partner was picking up, there was a whole car thing. But I think okay, sure.

I go to order breakfast from this fruit bowl place I like, for a solid 10 minutes door dash is saying "Pick up only." Which is annoying. Eventually it fixes and I go back, debating the restaurant but decide fuck it- I'll do the fruit bowl place. They messed up the order a few times but I was like surely I'll be better this time.

Wrong. I asked for no pineapple, extra banana. Usually this is no issue. Cheaper for them in fact. They left the pineapple, and removed the banana. This is the second fucking time. Like at least give me the regular amount of banana. Come the fuck on.

So it's fine. It's my coworkers last day at the shop so I ask him to make me a drink. A final coffee made my him before he calls it quits. Sure. Makes sense. If you saw my post earlier, you know where this is going.

He goes to leave, the coffee grinder goes weird and I have him come back and fix it since he hadn't gotten out the door. I go on about the day. Answer some questions then go over to the coffee bar and go to make a mocha. It's sticking a little weird so I get tired of the super pumping of it and grab it to clean it out. A actual small plume of green comes out of it. I just stare and pull it out. The whole length of the pump and inside of the bottle is coated in mold. So the drink I had... had that.

I basically just panic for the rest of the day. Which wasn't long but thankfully my partner was very kind and came in and chatted with me and helped me out while I cleaned. I just tossed the whole thing of chocolate sauce.

I get home, cool. We're gonna play a game a bit. I work on replies a bit then we get playing and there's no real moment to. Okay that's fine. Then we get this REALLY fun lucky break, we finish one of the events, and the world changes- so NO ONE knows we just did it. The treasure room is open too. Fuck yeah now we have an extra key. We don't know if we can unlock another but hell we're gonna try. So we grab shit annnnd then we get fucking jumped and obliterated by a PVP guy. We get one win and sell two of the more expensive items we have but that's about all we could manage.

So we're frustrated, go back to try to get revenge and the PVP guys just kill us again and we're like okay fuck off. And just- leave. Decide to hop out of the game. Dinner time, we're both hungry. We go cool we had plenty of left overs of katsu left.

JK roommates ate it all for lunch.

I'm so frustrated and trying not to be upset at roommates, it was really just like ANOTHER thing it wasn't a big deal. My partner goes. "Let's order something you want. Make the day better." So it's too late for what I really want but I settle for applebees.

My order is so fucking wrong when it gets here. I wanted just a plain cheese quesadilla. I bite into it, it's got pico or some shit on it. My partner goes out because my roommates are making dinner for one of them and they ask if I can be included.

I ended up getting alfredo but it was just... so tiring. I'm so over it. One of these would be NOTHING but all of it just kept piling on and I'm just like please for the love of stars please. Let me be.

[the-cat-chat]

October 13, 2023

Friday the 13th Part VIII: Jason Takes Manhattan (1989)

Jason Voorhees is accidentally awakened from his watery grave, and he ends up stalking a ship full of graduating high school students headed to Manhattan, NY.

JayBell: We made a critical error this Halloween season. We finally decided to watch Friday the 13th, but we failed to realize that there was an ACTUAL Friday the 13th happening this October and we watched it too early. Our bad. So instead, we decided it was only appropriate to continue our Friday the 13th journey with this gem.

Now we were pretty disappointed in the first Friday the 13th. And of course we went into this movie knowing that it was probably going to be pretty bad. And it was! But it was still watchable, and that's more than I can say for some of the stuff we've watched.

One thing I do like about this one is that the teenagers are given distinct personalities and styles and whatnot unlike the mostly generic sameness of the personalities in the first movie (aside from annoying Ned good riddance). They actually feel like different people, even if it's mainly based on shallow stereotypes. Can we talk about the dog though? Why was the dog even in the movie at all? Was it take your dog to work day and they decided to just throw him in the movie cause he was on set?

Now the biggest problem I have with this movie isn't the stupidity of the characters, stupid storyline, or bad acting. No. It's the fact that it should be called Jason Takes a Cruise and not Jason Takes Manhattan because it takes him forever to actually get to New York. And I'm taking off a whole point for not having the final battle be in the Statue of Liberty.

Final Note: Who decided that rooftop fight should be like five minutes long? It went on and on and on. And yet somehow it's my favorite death scene of the franchise so far. Go figure.

Final Final Note: I love that when they shot the "New York" scenes they really decorated the set with so much graffiti. They must have run out of paint.

Rating: 4/10 cats 🐈

Anzie: I guess the only type of horror movies I like are the ones I can make fun of. Bc when things went sideways with Winnie the Pooh: Blood and Honey, on Friday the 13th I thought it was the stars aligning for us the skipppp a whooole bunch of Friday the 13th and go to this one. Bc it’s absolutely absurd right?? I read the plot after we watched the original and in my soul I hoped for a future where we watched this.

Annnd wow. Just wow. There’s so many little things that are soo odd. And it’s the acting and the plot. like the concept is absurd. It’s the 80s. Like Jaybell says it seems a whole lot reasonable to call this Jason loves boats or Jason takes a Cruise bc the whole time you’re on a boat not Manhattan, except maybe the last 20 minutes- which agaiiin wow. But we’ll get to that. My chief complaints- who takes a dog on a senior trip to Manhattan!!! Via boat. And the dogs the only one with common sense in the whole movie. Like for reaaallllzzzz. Which leads me to point of my next complaint. No one runs they just scream and lie there while Jason stands over them like this lunatic will change his mind about killing them. Okay.

Then. We have our arrival in NYC. First, the bad “gang members guys.” Woof. And they drug what’s her name?? But then when Jason saves her to continue chasing her she completely fine?!? I can’t stay up after taking one Benadryl! But whatever. And her uncle- I thought he was the most reasonable but he’s a freak. And let’s all spilt up??? Has anyone ever seen scooby doo. Bc that don’t work. Annnnd that head shot. Wooooooofff. Anyways not as funny as I’d like and not reasonable enough to be a continuation of the original but honestly idk it was absurd enough to entertain me for a bit. The smart one of the movie is the dog. Omigawd that reminds meeeee. So the paddle to Manhattan from the main boat. In a little boat. And the dog and one guy get in right. But Jason whose home turf is WATeR!!! Doesn’t emerge until they arrive at the dock. He doesn’t drag them into the water while they’re out floating in a row boat. Ooooo and in the sewer- I’ll be scarred for lyfe. Whatever. I hate it but I don’t??? It’s weird. I think it’s bc it is just an experience and a half???

Rating: 2/10 Pumpkins 🎃

[frenchfries32]

Okay so I just finished watching the new episode of Criminal Minds annnnd idk I am and huge mega ultra fan of Garvez but at the same time I also support the Green/Garcia ship (not as much cause I still need to see more scenes between them annnd I still have hope).

Like if the cm writers decide not to make Garvez canon then at least I have Tyler left cause I’ve seen those heart eyes he makes at her whenever she says/does something quirky so I know he feels something for her and I know she likes him too. I just really hope that if the cm writers really don’t make Garvez canon then they better not fucken pair up Tyler and Penelope for a few days then time skip to have her end up back to single and then proceed to add someone for Alvez cause that’s when I’ll really start having a problem with them writers.

But like if she’s happy then I’m happy cause that’s all that matters to me.

Thank you for reading my little rant and if something is not understandable then I deeply apologize and you’re more than welcome to ignore this post lol