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neo-grey · 6 months ago

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Haiii! My name is Neo, and I'm kind of new to writing.

(P.S. some characters for the shows will also be in the movie category)

these are who I am taking requests for:

-Shows-

The Flash:

Barry Allen/ Flash/ Savitar

Cisco Ramon/ Vibe

Dr. Kaitlyn Snow/ [Killer]Frost

Iris West/West-Allen (platonic for west-allen)

Ralph Dibny/ Elongated man

Joe West

Nora west-Allen (Barry's Daughter)

Harrison Wells/ Eobard Thawne

Leonard Snart/ Captain Cold

Lisa Snart/ Golden Glider (maybe)

Oliver Queen/ Green Arrow

Cecile Horton

Henry Allen (maybe)

If you think of more lmk!

Supergirl:

Kara Danvers/ Supergirl

Mon-El/ Lar Gand

Alex Danvers

Winn Schott

Jimmy (James) Olsen/ Guardian

Kal-El/ Clark Kent/ Superman

Lex Luthor

Lena Luthor

Samantha Arias/ Reign (maybe)

Brainiac 5/ Brainy

William Dey (maybe)

If you think of more lmk!

Gotham: (I didn't get to watch it all before it got taken down so if you request these characters it will most likely be really bad )

Bruce Wayne

Alfred Pennyworth

Oswald Cobblepot/ Penguin

Jim (James) Gorden

Jeremiah & Jerome Valeska

Harvey Bullock

Selina Kyle/ Catwoman (maybe)

Theo Galavan

Jarvis Tetch/ Mad Hatter

Salvatore Maroni

If you think of more lmk!

The Umbrella Academy:

Luther Hargreeves/ Number One (1)

Diego Hargreeves/ Number Two (2)

Allison Hargreeves/ Number Three (3)

Klaus Hargreeves/ Number Four (4)

(Number) Five Hargreeves/ Number Five (5)

Ben Hargreeves/ Number Six (6)

Vanya (Viktor) Hargreeves/ Number Seven (7)

Lila Pitts (maybe)

Hazel

Cha-Cha (maybe)

Raymond Chestnut

Sparrow academy

Marcus Hargreeves/ Number One (1)

Ben HArgreeves/ Number Two (2)

Fei Hargreeves/ Number Three (3) (maybe)

Alphonso Hargreeves/ Number Four (4)

Sloane Hargreeves/ Number Five (5)

Jayme Hargreeves/ Number Six (6) (maybe)

Christopher Hargreeves/ Numbr Seven (7) (maybe)

If you think of more lmk!

Criminal Minds:

Spencer Reid

Derek Morgan

Aaron Hotchner

Emily Prentiss

Penelope Garcia (I love her sm. wish I had a Penelope In my life)

Elle Greenaway

David Rossi

Jennifer "JJ" Jareau

Jason Gideon

If you think of more lmk!

WandaVision:

Wanda Maximoff/ Scarlet Witch

Vision

Agnes/ Agatha Harkness

Geraldine/ Monica Rambeau

Ralph Bohner (maybe)

Darcy Lewis

Jimmy Woo

Dottie Jones/ Sarah Proctor (maybe)

If you think of more lmk!

Moon Knight: (Haven't finished watching)

Marc Spector*

Steven Grant*

Jake Lockley *

Arthur Harrow (maybe)

*I wasn't sure if I should put them together or separately so I just did them separate

If you think of more lmk!

The Boys: (planning to watch)

Homelander

Soldier Boy

Billy Butcher

Black Noir (maybe)

Those are all I somewhat know^^

If you think of more lmk!

Bones:

Temperance Brennan

Camille Saroyan (maybe)

Jack Hodgins

Zack Addy

Angela Montenegro

Daredevil:

Matt Murdock/ Daredevil

Foggy Nelson

Wilson Fisk/ Kingpin

Karen Page

James Wesley

Ben Urich (maybe)

Vanessa Fisk (maybe)

House MD:

Gregory House

Robert Chase

James Wilson

Allison Cameron

Eric Foreman

Lisa Cuddy (maybe)

If you think of more lmk!

-Movies-

(I'm just going to name a few movies I know, not the characters)

Any Marvel movies

x-men

avengers ( Thor, Captain America, black panther, etc)

Deadpool

GOTG

( I have NOT watched Shang-Chi)

Wanted 2008 ( Wesley Gibson)

The Princess Bride

Avatar & ATWOW

The Hunger Games

Maze Runner

RENT ( The musical)

Suicide Squad

FBAWTFT (maybe)

HTTYD (maybe)

Narnia

Planet of the apes (maybe)

Spider-man into the spiderverse & across the spiderverse

Ender's Game ( haven't watched in a while)

Rocketman ( the Elton John biopic [I love E.J sm!!😍])

Labyrinth ( with David Bowie)

Fast and Furious

Twilight

MPHFPC

If you think of more lmk!

-Bands/music artists-

Tokio Hotel

SOAD

Nirvana

Green day

Arctic Monkeys (maybe)

Radiohead

The Smiths

Eminem

The Weekend

Motley Crue

Melanie Martinez (maybe)

Charlie Puth

Weezer

Ghost

Deaftones

David Bowie

AC/DC (maybe)

MCR

If you think of more lmk!

Things I am willing to write:

Smut

Fluff

Angst

Platonic

Reader-Inserts

Comfort

Humor ( I'm not entirely sure what this is)

Things I will NEVER write for:

Incest

member x member

character x character (it's hard for me to do tbh)

Pedophilia

Racism/ any discriminatory things

If there is anything that's not on this list that you would like me to write for send In your requests and if I don't know them I will try my best to do my research! I will also write for celebrities if you request!! As I said, if I do not know them I will try my best to do my research.

https://www.tumblr.com/mrs-r4bb1t?source=share

- Neo

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brynnterpretations · 6 months ago

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Welcome to Brynnterpretations! ☻

I am a 20-year-old pre-law student looking to unwind by writing about my favorite characters!

Socials:

AO3 ⋆ KoFi (any and all $ goes to my tuition costs) ⋆ Rules ⋆ Spotify ⋆ Main (IFB from here!)

Currently writing for...

Eileen (Moshfegh, 2015)

Fics

It (Muschietti, 2017)

Headcanons, Fics, & Ship Requests

Midnight Mass (Flanagan, 2021)

Fics

Sharp Objects (Flynn, 2006)

Fics

The Boys (Kripke, 2019)

Headcanons, Fics, & Ship Requests

Masterlist ⬇

Bowers Gang

Fanfictions

Suck Patrick Hockstetter All his life, Patrick had been chasing that feeling again.

Headcanons

Enneagram types Familial relationships Fashion tastes Favorite quality in others Favorite school subjects Heights Ideal partners In a zombie apocalypse Music tastes (with linked playlists!) Myers-Briggs types Older lives, twenty-seven years later Older looks, twenty-seven years later Pet peeves Preferred bullying methods Songs that match their personalities Spiritual and religious beliefs

Ships

Bowers Gang Ship #1 Bowers Gang Ship #2

Broadway Girls

Fanfictions

I'll Be the Biggest Scar on Your Back Beverly Marsh x Gretta Keene "Their dads got along." Vomit My Heart, Pull My Legs Apart Beverly Marsh x Gretta Keene "If it was what Beverly was good for, nobody could fault Gretta for wanting a taste."

Headcanons

None yet — read the rules and request!

Eileen

Fanfictions

Long Goes The Night (Longer The Day) Dark!Eileen Dunlop x Rebecca St. John "Rebecca was good company. "

Losers Club

Fanfictions

Headcanons

High school lives Music tastes

Midnight Mass

Fanfictions

Like Air That Stops From Breathing Riley Flynn "Chicken or the egg — that's what Ms. Keane calls it."

Sharp Objects

Fanfictions

Heart-Shaped Box Camille Preaker & Amma Crellin "Sometimes I think you’re scared of me." Wax Me, Mold Me Camille Preaker "There was something mechanical about sex to Camille, something almost like cutting. " Let Me Clip (Dirty Wings) Camille Preaker & Amma Crellin "Amma likes to take things that others haven't. Camille is an anomaly."

The Boys

Writing for Annie January, Billy Butcher, Frenchie, Hughie Campbell, Kimiko, Marvin T. Milk (M.M.), and Victoria Neuman.

Fanfictions

Where Damage Isn't Already Done Victoria Neuman x Wife!Reader "The worst thing about it is the coffee."

Headcanons

Dating Boss!Victoria Neuman Dating Frenchie Favorite foods/meals Music tastes Postsecondary educations

Ships

The Boys Ship #1 The Boys Ship #2 The Boys Ship #3 The Boys Ship #4 The Boys Ship #5 The Boys Ship #6 The Boys Ship #7 The Boys Ship #8 The Boys Ship #9 The Boys Ship #10 The Boys Ship #11 The Boys Ship #12 The Boys Ship #13

#bowers gang #the boys #sharp objects #midnight mass #losers club #west broadway girls #eileen

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justice4billy · 11 months ago

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You're the worst- part nine

Warnings; angst and many feelings

Billy x fem reader/ enemies to lovers

Two chapters in one day! You lucky ducks 😉

Camille groaned as she fell onto the sofa. God, this whole trip had been a disaster, she had come here to get away from her issues with one man, only to get wrapped up in another. She was a disaster of the highest form.

"I'm such a dumb slut" she cursed raising her head and letting it fall onto Mariahs soft pillow. She opened her eyes, fisting the pillow over in her hand and screaming into it, she couldn't help but picture the look on Billy's face when she wanted to leave. It was like he had been slapped.

The worst thing was a month ago she would have revelled in his misery, but for some reason the thought of him being hurt felt like a led weight in her stomach. She let out another muffled scream wishing her brain would turn off.

The living room lights flickered on, causing her to flinch. Mariah stood in the doorway, her brow raised and hand on her hip.

"What the heck are you doing?" Mariah asked raising her brow.

"Being a dumb fool" Camille answered before sitting up. "Did I wake anyone?" She asked.

"Well, I've been awake since six my parents wanted to make and early start so I drove them home, and Danny is taking his home when they get up" she replied furrowinf ber brows. "Are you okay?" She asked.

"No" Camille replied glumly. "Can you not tell?" She sassed slightly.

"Well judging from your muffled screams, and the fact you have a face like a wet weekend then I'd assume no" she stated moving further into the room, quietly shutting the door behind her. Mariah plopped beside Camille, putting a hand on her arm. "What happened?" She asked.

"We slept together" Camille mumbled.

Mariah furrowed her brow. "Umm okay" she stated confused. "Was it bad sex?" She asked.

Camille shook her head. "No" she replied. "It was really fucking good" she added.

"What happened then?" Mariah asked.

Camille sighed. "It was afterwards, I fucked it up" she admitted.

"How?" Mariah asked.

Camille groaned. "Afterwards, we lay together for a bit and then I asked what time it was and stated I should go home" she started. Mariah nodded listening intently. "Then he asked if I had any plans and I said no, but I still insisted on going home and then I had a shower and I asked if we still hated each other" she continued looking up at Mariah and wincing. "You should have seen his face, it was like he'd been shot" Camille finished.

"Jesus Cam" Mariah winced.

"I know, please don't look at me like that I feel like an idiot" she stated.

"Do you hate each other?" Mariah asked.

Camille bit her lip, giving her a shrug. "I don't honestly know" she confessed. "I could still strangle him and I still think he's a misogynist" she stated looking down at her nails.

"But?" Mariah urged.

Camille sighed. "But, everytime we have sex I start to develop odd feelings" Camille stated.

"Sex can do that, it relases hormones" Mariah stated matter of fact.

"I know, that's what I think it is" Camille replied. "But then I like the fact he listens to me, he knows what I like and keeps repeating it when we have sex" she confessed. "Brad, he never wanted to do anything that I did, I asked him so many times to try diffrent things and he would never budge it was like he didn't care about my satisfaction" Camille stated.

"And you think Billy does?" Mariah filled in the gaps.

Camille nodded. "He even asked if I liked dirty talk, I didn't even have to tell him" she stated.

Mariah nodded. "So it's just really good sex then?" She asked.

"Yeah, at least that's what I thought" she stated. "But, his face it was like I'd literally ripped his heart out and now it's all so fucking complicated" she grumbled.

"OH hun" Mariah pouted. "You know deep deep down that Billy is quite sensitive maybe your reaction triggered something, or maybe he hates people leaving" she stated.

Camille furrowed her brow. "I always thought he was a player who discarded girls like trash" she admitted. "But he was gentle with me, cleaned me up and put his arm around me" she stated looking up at Mariah. "And I got scared and panicked" she admitted.

Mariah nodded. "So, do you like him?" She asked.

"My brain is so muddled" Camille replied gloomily. "Doesn't matter I'm leaving in two days" she stated.

Mariah sighed. "Sounds like you guys made a connection, whether throough the sex or maybe its been there all along and the sex brought it to the surface" Mariah theorised.

"Its just sex anyways" Camille stated. "Maybe I just need to go home and get back to work" she stated.

Mariah frowned. "Dont you want to stay till new years eve? We could do something, I hate the thought of you being alone on new years" Mariah urged.

Camille shook her head. "I need to go home, I start back at work on the third" Camille stated.

Mariah hummed with a grin on her face. "Well, Danny isn't back till the fifth and neither am I" Mariah started. "And I've always wanted to see the ball drop in time square" she smirked.

Camille grinned. "Are you saying what I'm thinking?" She asked.

"How do you fancy spending new years eve with your bestie and her adorable partner? In New York City?" Mariah asked.

Camille grinned. "Yes, I'd love to it's just the ball is a ticket event and they will be sold out by now" Camille stated with a frown.

"Well, doesn't your apartment overlook time square?" Mariah asked.

"Yeah, you may see it from my bedroom window" she stated. "But my apartment is only one bedroom, unless I have the couch which I don't mind" Camille stated. She wouldn't care she'd just be happy to not be alone on new years eve.

"Well, me and Danny spoke about it last night and we booked a hotel just outside of time square, it cost alot but we wanted to surprise you" she stated. "But seeing how glum you looked happy early surprise!" Mariah shrieked.

"OH my god!" Camille exclaimed throwing her arms around her best friends neck. This was going to be the best new years ever she thought.

....................................................................

Camille was spending her boxing day laying on the sofa, stuffing herself with chocolates and crying at the sixteen candles. Ugh. What the hell was wrong with her she thought. Her mind kept drifting back to this morning, stupidly wondering how her day would have panned out had she stayed.

"Probably more sex" she grumbled before berating herself.

The phone ringing interupted her pity party, catching her off guard. She wasn't sure if she was able to answer it, Danny and Mariah had gone to drop his parents off and had phoned a few moments ago stating they were stuck in traffic. Maybe it was them she thought, getting up and dusting the chocolate wrappers off her lap before rushing to the phone.

"He-" she started.

"Danny, I don't know what the fuck is happening but I'm going insane" Billy stated. Camille felt her heart fall to her toes, opening her mouth to interupt him. "I'm starting to act fucking odd dude like I'm starting to get fe-" he began before getting cut off by Camille, as much as she wanted him to continue it felt wrong, he had phone for Danny not her.

"Billy" she cut in.

Billy paused, she heard him let out a deep breath. "Camille?" He asked sounding unsure.

"Yeah" Camille replied dumbly.

"Oh, Wheres Danny?" He asked sounding slightly awkward.

Camille cleared her throat. "They went to take his parents home, they were stuck in traffic about ten minutes ago when they called" she informed him.

Billy hummed. "Right, well tell him I called" he stated.

"Will do" Camille chriped. "How are you?" She blurted out shutting her eyes and cringing at herself. She was so lame.

"Umm, I'm okay" Billy responded sounding surprised. "You?" He asked.

"Fine, yep all good" she replied quickly. Jesus, shut up Camille.

"Right-" Billy began.

"Billy, come on it's your turn!" An unfamiliar female sounded in the background.

"I gotta go, i'm on a meter" Billy stated not evening saying goodbye before hanging up.

Camille heard the dial tone ring out, peeling the phone away from her ear. Her heart panging slightly, so whilst she had been worrying about the tension between them he was with another female.

Camille slammed the phone down, sinking down to the floor and wiping a single tear that ran down her cheek. She was such a complete and utter fool.

#stranger things #billy hargrove #billy stranger things #billy x fem reader #billy x reader #billy hargrove x reader #dacre montgomery

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practically-an-x-man · 11 months ago

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9, 14, 15, 19, 27 for the group ask game for Quinn and Co

Ooh thank you! The Ghosts are a fun crew :D

9. A moment that was never shown in canon, but I think they had together

So the team clearly has a lot of questions about One (they have a bet running about his family, they wonder about his backstory) and his name is never actually revealed in the movie, but I think the others have absolutely pestered him about what it is as soon as the rest of their names are revealed.

(Fun fact: in my first 6 Underground fic, not Desert Song, I headcanoned One's real name as Logan specifically for a reference at the Hugh Jackman/Ryan Reynolds rivalry. I don't have a name for him in Desert Song, but I want to come up with something different for this one)

14. If they watch a TV show together, what would they watch?

NO OKAY THIS IS FUNNY bc in the movie, they actually make a ton of references to Leave it the Beaver and it's One's favorite show, so I DO actually have an answer for this lol

But for my own answer, I think they'd bond over something like Criminal Minds. Camille is trying to solve it along with the characters on the screen, Billy and Javier just like all the quips and action, One watches it for Garcia and Morgan's fun dynamic, Blaine likes watching them work together as a crew and particularly likes Hotch, and Amelia both finds the psychology interesting and has a big crush on Reid.

15. If they watch a movie together, what would they watch?

I'm tempted to say one of the X-Men movies, just for the irony of it (the cast includes both Ryan Reynolds and Ben Hardy, there are a few superhero references already, and the writers of 6 Underground wrote all three Deadpool movies) but I think they probably have movie nights and swap out on choices. Javier and Billy pick a lot of action flicks, Camille always picks French dramas (that nobody else on the team can understand without subtitles), Blaine likes comedies, One picks classic cinema like Citizen Kane, and Five is a bit of a wild card.

19. Who I think is the most likely to save their friends in danger

Out of the canon crew, Blaine (since he actually does stop everything to save Billy in the movie). But if we're including Quinn like you said, it's got to be her - she's just as daring and twice as willing to defy authority.

27. The most chaotic person in the group?

I want to say Billy, but he's less chaotic and more just ADHD. Out on missions and things, he's actually pretty focused and capable. I think the real answer is Three - who's goofy and chaotic both in and out of the field

Fictional Group Asks

#my friends!!!#answered asks #ask game #my ocs #oc quinn/aces #6 underground

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bostcn · 2 years ago

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okay i’m going to try this again ! i’m looking for some 1x1 partners to write on discord with ! i’m such a headcanon whore BUT also love doing replies of course. i have a tiny lil brain so my replies won’t be too long , but trust i am here for the long run ! i’m honestly just looking for someone who will have me refusing to close my laptop every other night because the hcs/muse/replies/all of the above is just flowing !

to make things a little easy i have a few wanted plots, a few wanted opposites, and a few fcs i want to play myself ! i’m gonna drop them all below the read more ! if anything about this post interests you please smack that like button or message me directly and i swear i’ll come bother you so quick !

+ please take a look at my rules before reading to see if we’re a good match !

WANTED PLOTS

daisy jones x billy dune situation pleaseee

childhood friends turned lovers with a lil angst in b/n

if we’re both single by a certain age pact

this lil plot about two people in witness protection having to act like a happy suburban couple

two folks who unintentionally had a baby and are figuring things out together

a lil con-artist falling for a victim moment

used to date , one of them went to jail , and now that they’re out the other muse is completely diff than what they were like before

a plot that would have so many deuxmoi blind items

flirting fluff kinda ! they’re plotting murder

WILD CARD ! we just come up with smth together

WANTED FC OPPOSITES

oliver jackson-cohen

oscar isaac

harry styles

aron piper

florence pugh

theo james

michael b jordan

paul mescal

daniel sharman

bruna marquezine

phoebe tonkin

bill skarsgard

adam dimarco

matthew daddario

anya taylor joy

jeremy allen white

tbh i’m down for anyone!

WANTED FCS

dakota johnson

camille rowe

francisco lachowski

alex fitzalan

zoe kravitz

barbara palvin

tamino amir

rosie huntington whiteley

blanca padilla

adriana lima

jasmine tookes

zoe kravtiz

also down to play your opposites!

#1x1 rp #1x1 #discord rp #discord 1x1 #1x1 discord

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madwomansapologist · 1 year ago

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wip game

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Oh, no (chapter 7 of Autumn Thunderstorm) - Thranduil x Reader

Shoot for the moon (chapter 1 of Moonlight Meets Sunlight) - Steven Grant, Marc Spector and Jake Lockley x Reader

Rockin' - Camille L'espanaye x Reader

Way Cool Baby Love - Shawn (tgp) x Reader

Little talks - Michael (tgp) x Reader

You look like you've seen a ghost (chapter three) - Billy Loomis x Reader x Stu Macher

It's not complicated, trust me - Gomez Addams x Reader x Morticia Addams

Free rent, free love - Gomez Addams x Reader x Morticia Addams

this time only tagging (with no pressure) writer mutuals: @madame-fear @sotwk @wordbunch

#wip game #tag game

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theyellowroseofsodor · 2 years ago

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Outlast

A Yellow Rose of Sodor short

Summary: James and Camille either do a spooky movie marathon or a spooky video game for Halloween each year. This year they try out the game Outlast and it goes as well as it sounds.

If I had to give this a rating it would be T because James is naughty.

Edward x James

Camille (OC) x Gordon

Flying Scotsman and Gordon brotherly fluff.

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“I can’t believe you bought it.” James said, staring at the TV screen as it loaded the game.

“I wanted to play a spooky game for the Spooky Season.” Camille said with a laugh, sitting cross legged on the sectional sofa.

James sat down next to her, grabbing the red blanket folded on one of the ends, “This is insane.”

As the game loaded up, Camille stood and turned out the lights before returning to the couch and getting under the blanket with James.

“Remind me why we’re doing this?” James asked as they watched the main character make his way to Mount Massive Asylum.

“Because we’re big brave courageous engines and aren’t afraid of no video game.” Camille chuckled as she read the note at the beginning of the game.

“I’m not sure I’m going to like this battery mechanic.” James noted, watching Camille make her way around the asylum’s grounds.

“Well, we survived Amnesia so I’m sure we can handle this.” She responded, examining the armed vehicles and attempting the front door.

“This is infinitely worse than Amnesia.” James noted, “Thomas wouldn’t even play this one with us.”

“Let him be a scaredy engine.” Camille teased as she had Miles Upshur (the main character) climb up the ladders and scaffolding and into the asylum. The lights flickered in the building and then broke.

“Oh noooo.” James groaned, “It starts so soon?”

“We’ve got this.” She grinned as something hissed in the game, causing both engines to startle a bit.

“Do we though?” James joked back, as she squeezed through the small gap.

“Well nothing horrible is happening so far.” She said, picking up a note, “Looks like they were experimenting on the patients, specifically a guy named Billy.”

“Oh, surprise, surprise. And how is the name Billy supposed to be terrifying?”

“Maybe he was a failed project?” Camille asked, as they heard a door shut and lock.

“Well, we’re not alone.” James said stating the obvious.

“Ew!” Camille wrinkled her nose, “Intestines on a plate. I’ll take the ventilations instead.”

They both shrieked at a jump scare as they walked into a room full of headless bodies.

“Nope! Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope!” James shouted, pulling the blanket up to his face.

“They killed us. They got out. The variants.” Said a dying NPC on a pike, Camille and James watched with horrified faces, listening as he gave a little backstory and then told them to get out while they still can.

“I like this advice. Can we go out the window?” Camille asked genuinely.

“It’s what I would do.” James said.

Suddenly the lights were turned on in the room, causing both of them to scream, Camille almost dropping her controller.

Edward and Gordon looked from the stairway with slightly concerned and shocked faces.

“What are you two doing?” Edward asked, looking from the two to the screen. He sighed, “A scary game again?”

James gave a sheepish smile at his beloved and Camille grinned stupidly, “It’s spooky season!”

Gordon was giving James a disapproving glare, noticing his girlfriend sharing a blanket with him. James ignored him, choosing to keep his focus on Edward, “Want to join us?”

Edward scoffed but smiled, “Are you asking me if I want to watch the game with you or are you really asking me to hold your hand while you torment yourself with another scary story?”

“The latter.” James admitted, “Not that I’m scared or anything.”

“You both just screamed as we turned the lights on.” Gordon pointed out.

“Only because we weren’t ready for it.” Camille said, “The game is supposed to be scary, we don’t need real life jump scares.”

Gordon rolled his eyes, but nonetheless, he and Edward sat next to their partners. Gordon grabbed another blanket to specifically share with Camille. James gave a harrumph as he pulled his red blanket over both him and Edward.

“You’ve got to turn the lights back off, honey.” Camille said to Gordon, “Atmosphere is important.”

Gordon groaned and rolled his eyes but did as she asked. As he made his way to the lights, Scotsman sauntered down the stairs and eyed the small group on the couch.

“What are you four up to? A double date?” He asked with a smirk.

“Aren’t you supposed to be going home?” Gordon grumbled, side eyeing his younger brother.

“Felt like staying for the holiday.” Scotsman said waving him off, “If you’re not doing a date what are you guys playing?” He asked, looking at the TV.

“It’s not even Halloween yet-“ Gordon started but was interrupted by Camille.

“We’re playing Outlast for the spooky season.” She said smiling at Scot, “James and I pick a movie series to watch or a game to play every October. You can join, originally it was just me and James, not a date.”

“Don’t mind if I do.” Scot said, sitting between James and Camille. Gordon gave a frustrated growl, turning off the lights and sitting back down under the blanket that he was now sharing with his girlfriend and younger brother. Scot just grinned at his brother.

“Alright, so, let me explain the story thus far.” Camille said, “We are a journalist for some big company and we’re investigating the story of Mount Massive Asylum and its supposed experimentation on its patients and other unethical procedures. We, of course, came at the dead of night on a slightly stormy night.”

“Of course.” Scot mimicked.

“We had to break in, kind of, and the lights went out. We’ve already seen a freaked out patient, the rooms are wide open and destroyed, and we found several beheaded people and an army guy completely decked out but with a pike through his body who told us we needed to get the hell out of here.” Camille finished.

“Which is where we’re picking up with you guys.” James added, “We tried to jump out the window but apparently that’s too easy.”

“So, you’re just starting.” Gordon stated.

“Exactly! So now we can all go through this together.” Camille said, picking her controller up and exploring the hallway.

“Creepy.” Edward stated, curling into James. Although he was the older, and one might say braver, of the two engines, Edward wasn’t a big fan of how far the horror genre had progressed in his lifetime. Where many movies were considered goofy, this new stuff was hard to watch. James took a bit of pride in these moments where he could comfort his boyfriend instead of vice versa.

“Your battery is dying.” Edward pointed out.

“I think I’ll be OK.” Camille said as she sidled through shelving.

“Little Pig!”

All five engines yelped as the main character was pulled out by a rather large NPC and tossed through a glass pane.

“Nope!” James ducked under the covers.

They listened as a priestly character talked to the main character and then the objective appeared saying to escape the asylum.

“I like that objective.” Scotsman said as Camille examined the bloody writing on the walls and the beheaded bodies.

“Me too.” Camille said, running around the building, using the new mechanic of peeking around the corners.

“The guy in the wheelchair is alive.” James said.

“Thank you for stating the obvious, James.” Gordon said with a bit of venom.

“Don’t be mean, little brother, just because you’re scared.”

“I’m not scared!” Gordon snorted, watching as Camille looked at the patients sitting around watching the TV ignoring her character.

“At least they’re not being mean to me. I don’t like the choir music though.” Camille said, ignoring the brothers as they began to bicker.

“Why’d you scream then?” Scotsman continued to tease.

“I didn’t scream.” Gordon said, “That’s not dignified.”

“You totally screamed.”

“I yelled, at most.” Gordon glared at his brother.

The man in the wheelchair jumped out at the main character, Camille having to shake him off and all the engines had yelled out again as she fought the character off.

“Get him off! Get him off!” James yelled out.

Once she got away, she laughed a bit, taking a quick glance at Gordon, “You were saying, Gordon?”

“I uh- Bite me.” Gordon said, folding his arms across his chest.

Scotsman laughed.

“We can look behind us as we run now.” Camille noted, “Why would I want to do that?”

“If something’s chasing you?” Edward asked.

“Yeah, but I don’t want to look behind me if I am being chased. Ignorance is bliss.”

As she examined the security office, Camille noticed that she could hide in the locker, “Why do I need to hide?”

Hide in the locker. Don’t try to fight.

“No, no, no, no, no!” Camille yelped, hiding in the locker after the priest tripped the power.

“That big guy is coming back.” James said, hiding all but his eyes under the blanket.

“You were here, weren’t you?. Little pig. I’ll find all you whores.” The big man said on the screen.

“Rude.” Camile taunted.

“I’m not sure I’m ready for this game.” James said.

“That’s why I’m playing and you’re just watching.” Camille said.

——

A bit later

——

All the engines were well cuddled under the blankets after dealing with the twins and were screaming as Camille dodged the crazed patients and entered the elevator.

“Get in! Get in! Get in!” James shouted, his knees shaking in anticipation.

Once they were locked in, the engines all took a breath.

“Hey, we got away.” Camille said with a smile.

“Yeah, but I don’t trust whoever told us to get in this thing.” Scotsman said as they were met with the doctor who punched the main character.

“Well, crap.” Camille said.

“I don’t like this.” Gordon said as they were bound to the wheelchair and wheeled away.

“Oh, he’s sarcastic.” Edward wrinkled his nose as they were put in the elevator with the crazed doctor, “This can’t be good.”

“The trail of blood can’t be a good sign.” Camille said.

“Shh. Shh. You weren’t putting that tongue to any use anyway.” The crazed doctor said to one of the patients freaking out on the gurney.

“Oh nooo…” Camille whimpered, “I don’t like this.”

“Do we have to keep playing? We’ve played enough tonight right?” James whined.

“We can’t just end it here.” Scotsman said.

“You’re not the one playing the game.” Gordon glanced at his brother, who despite the calm outward demeanor, he could tell was getting shaky, “If Camille doesn’t want to then she doesn’t have to.”

“Maybe you just don’t want to watch.” Scotsman said with a grin, “It’s alright little brother, I understand if it’s too scary for you.”

“Scot, I swear to Lady above, if you call me little brother one more time I’m not going to be held responsible for what I do to you.” Gordon retorted, “We’re the same bloody height and I’m your older brother.”

Scotsman stuck his leg out from under the blanket, showing off the three wheels going up his ankle and leg, “The wheels don’t lie…”. Scot paused with a smirk, “Little brother.”

Gordon swung a pillow over Camille’s head and smacked his younger brother in the face with it with a solid PLUMP.

“Ow! I can’t believe you actually hit me!” Scotsman yelped.

“I can’t believe you didn’t see it coming, Scotty.” Gordon sneered.

“Ladies, ladies, you’re both pretty. Can we please get back to the game?” Camille said with a bit of irritation as she had to pause the game due to their little spat.

All turned their attention back to the TV as the doctor grabbed various tools, but seemed partial to a pair of large scissors.

“No! I can’t watch!” Edward said, ducking his head into James’ neck.

“Nope! I’m out!” James shouted too, hiding under the covers.

Camille let out a small scream as she hid her face behind her fingers, peeping ever so slightly as the villain cut the main character's fingers off.

Gordon and Scotsman yelled out in disgust and horror, both cringing very visibly at the violence, Gordon grabbing the pillow from earlier and barely peeked over it, while Scot hid his face in his shirt as he pulled it closer to his eyes.

“OK, OK!” Camille called, “I call it tonight. I can’t take it.” She paused the game and put the Switch in sleep mode.

“Agreed. Let’s go to bed.” Gordon said, shakily.

However, after turning off the game they realized they were stuck in the dark, as the night had gotten fairly late without their noticing.

No one moved from the couch.

“We could just sleep down here tonight. Together.” James suggested.

“Uh uh. No way.” Scotsman said, “I’m sleeping in a room where I can lock the doors.”

“Scared, little brother?” Gordon teased heavily.

“I’m not scared!” Scotsman said a little too quickly, “I just don’t like sleeping in open spaces.

“We slept in berths for the majority of our lives, Scotsman.”

“Yeah but it still had doors!” Scotsman retaliated.

“Don’t you two start again.” Edward said, starting to stand, “I’ll get the lights before you turn the TV off.”

The others nodded in agreement and Edward stumbled over to the lights, turning them on.

“Now you can turn the TV off.” James said, and then looked at the others in a bit of a panic, “Not that I’m scared of the dark or anything.”

“I think it’s safe to admit we’re all a bit afraid of the dark tonight.” Camille said, curling into Gordon as the two stood up.

“And someone has to drive home on this dark night.” Gordon said, looking at his brother a bit smugly.

“No way am I driving home tonight.” Scotsman said before backpedaling, “Because I’d rather get my beauty sleep here than drive all night and be too tired to work in the morning starting at the mainland.”

“Aren’t you getting in trouble for how much time you spend on Sodor?” Edward asked genuinely.

“Well, I… maybe a little… but I enjoy spending time with my family and they can’t say much considering I’ve given them just about a hundred years of service without asking for much.” Scotsman shrugged.

Edward nodded his head in consideration, “Fair enough.”

“OK, not trying to be a downer or anything, but did anyone else notice it’s storming outside?” Camille asked as they heard a bit of rolling thunder.

“Yeah, you know what?” James said as it got louder, “I’m out of here.” He grabbed ahold of Edward’s hand and almost skipped up the stairs, he was so nervous.

Edward followed a bit clumsily, not expecting the sudden movement, “James! Cut it out!”

The small Gresley family followed shortly, Camille being the most cautious as she was the one who played the game. Gordon held onto her shoulders, feeling her shake underneath.

“You know, maybe it’s time you stop playing horror games for the Halloween season.” He advised, “I don’t think it’s doing your nerves any good.”

“I’m fine.” Camille said, eyeing around the corner as they traversed the stairs.

“And we’re climbing up the staircase slowly, because…?” Scotsman asked.

“I’m just sleepy.” Camille said in determined denial.

“Uh huh.” The two brothers said in unison.

As they reached the top of the stairs there was a loud thundering crash and the power went out, the night lights that lit the halls turning out, diving them into pitch darkness. Camille screamed, practically jumping into Gordon’s arms and he couldn’t help the shocked noise that came from his mouth either.

Down the hall they could hear James shrieking in panic.

“OK, I know that Camille’s old room is now technically my guest room, but I also know you left the twin size bed in your room from when I broke my leg and I’m claiming it again tonight.” Scot said in a shakier voice.

Camille jumped from Gordon’s arms and ran, “Well, I’m not sticking around any longer. Nope, nope, nope!” She practically pranced down the hallway, stretching her legs as far as they would take her. Gordon and Scotsman followed her more quickly than they would like to admit as a second crash was heard nearby.

Camille dived under the covers of the King’s size bed soon after she threw the bedroom doors open and curled into the fetal position as it stormed. Gordon sighed as he shut the door behind him and his brother. Scot quickly kicked off his slippers and curled into the twin bed on the other side of the room.

Although Gordon hated to admit his own fear, he looked down at Camille with a stern gaze he knew she couldn’t see. “No more horror games.”

The little lump moved, “I watch horror ‘let’s plays’ no problem.”

He sighed, kicking his own slippers off, “But you can’t play them without panicking or nightmares. Don’t think I’ve forgotten about Amnesia or that alien game.”

“That was different!” Camille complained.

“How so?” Gordon asked, “You were freaked out about vents and face hugging aliens for weeks.”

“They’re terrifying!” She said, curling into him as he laid beside her, “But these are just humans and although they’re being scary, they’re not as scary as chest bursting aliens.”

There was silence for a bit before they heard a whimper from the other side of the room.

“Can I sleep with you guys?”

“Absolutely no-“ Gordon started.

“Yes! More bodies means more comfort!”

“Camille!” Gordon complained.

“It’s not like he’s hitting on me, Gordon.” Camille said as Scotsman slid in before Gordon could further his complaint.

“He’s a grown engine!”

“He’s your little brother.”

“I would’ve been fine but someone had to bring up face huggers and chest bursters.” Scotsman added pointedly at Gordon.

“I didn’t know you knew about the alien franchise, Scot.” Camille said.

“I wish I didn’t. I get nightmares every time.” Scot said with a shudder.

“I get it! They’re so creepy and with the way the movie-“

“Please, let’s not talk about it?” Scot asked seriously, “I really don’t like it. In all honesty. I don’t.”

Gordon couldn’t help but look at the two scared forms that slept beside him. Camille, his everything, scared by the storm and the video game and Scotsman, his younger brother, with a new weakness he didn’t know about. Something he might’ve teased him about but it felt so odd hearing him sound so small talking about something that genuinely scared him. He sighed defeated, scratching the back of his head and laid down. He kissed Camille on the forehead and ruffled his younger brother's hair.

“This is a one time thing.” He told them, “Goodnight you two.”

“Goodnight, Gordon.” Camille said, snuggling into him.

“Goodnight… big brother.” Scotsman added, feeling a bit more comfortable closer to the others.

——

Down the hall, James was curled up in a small ball himself, holding onto his stuffed Rhino, Pebble. Edward, ever the big spoon to the bigger engine, was stroking his hair and kissed the bigger engines neck.

“It’ll be OK, Jamie. I’ve got you.”

“I’m never letting Camille convince me to do another horror game again.” James whimpered.

“I do believe that it was a joint decision, James. Like last year and the years before that.” Edward scolded playfully.

“Well then… you don’t ever let me do that again.” James said, scolding back.

“What am I, your mother?” Edward teased.

“You’re something much more valuable than that.” James said and turned to face Edward. Edward smiled at him, giving him a kiss on the forehead and pulled the red engine into his chest. James relaxed, listening to Edward’s heartbeat.

“Did you lock the bedroom door?” James asked.

“For the fifth time, dear, yes I did.” Edward said with a patient sigh.

“And the windows are too?”

“Yes, Jamie.”

James squeezed Pebble, curling into Edward as much as he could.

“And is-“

“James.” Edward said sternly, “It’ll be OK. We’re OK. It was just a video game.”

“Yeah, but-“

“What on earth could I possibly do more to convince you everything will be OK?” Edward said a tiny bit exasperated.

“Well… we could…” James said in a rather certain tone, trailing off a bit.

“It’s already late, James, and we have goods trains to pull tomorrow.”

James whined, “But Ed…”

“Oh no, don’t ‘but Ed’ me. If that’s what you wanted, then you should’ve devoted more time.”

“But I’m devoting time now.” James said, giving a small but suggestive movement against Edward, “I’ll sleep better. It’ll get my mind off of scary things.” He gave Edward a pout and puppy eyes, despite knowing the smaller engine couldn’t see in the dark, “Please?”

There was a bit of silence, before a sigh was heard, “Fine. But I want NO complaints in the morning and I will not have you whine to me or Sir Topham Hatt tomorrow, you understand?” Edward said sternly, despite leaning into James’ neck and giving him small pecks and nibbles.

James let out a giggly moan, happy regardless, “Of course, Edward dear.”

“I mean it, James. Or there will be consequences.” Edward crawled on top of the larger engine, pulling Pebble away from him and placing her on the bedside table.

“Oooooo… I like the sound of that. Maybe I’ll be naughty on purpose.” James said slyly.

“I mean it, James Hughes.” Edward said, stopping his affection.

James groaned at the sound of his full name, something he hated hearing from the older engine, “Fine, fine. I’ll behave.” When Edward continued giving in to the younger engine, he couldn’t help but smirk and think I’ll behave… for now.

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