#did he mean ‘hoodie-ing’?

[leclercskiesahead]

“We are going hood-ing”

[ktjislove1119]

‧₊˚🖇️✩ tiktok trends they'd do with you

pairing : p1harmony x seventh! member -> i think its giving way more romantic than platonic but anywho!

rating : fluffy

yoon keeho : disco - surf curse

— wants to do a really cute one with you.

— it’s cute the way he asks you to do it, too. you’re chilling in the studio, working on some things for piwon and he knocks gently on the door and only entering when he hears you “come in” whoever was behind the door.

— he chills with you for a couple of minutes before “stumbling” (he had it saved to his favorites and was just trying to not make it obvious to you that he wanted to do it) across one of the tiktoks and starts cooing over it, without showing you, of course. because then when you just hear him “aww-ing” over a random thing on his phone, it makes you intrigued to watch it.

— then he shows it to you and waits for you to say something about how cute it is, and his smile only widens when you do agree and say that the couple in the vid was cute.

“so let’s do it!” he exclaims excitedly, smacking your arm to get you up.

“right now? kyo, i don’t look good,” you complain, rolling your head onto the headrest, but he’s just shaking his head.

”what are you talking about? you look so, boyfriend material, c’mon, get up!” he eggs you on, pulling on the tip of your hoodie, “you’re even wearing a hoodie and sweats, you look good.”

you roll your eye, not believing him, “no, i want to look good,”

“but i want to do it now,” the whine in his voice is hard to say no to, making you groan and get up out of your comfortable chair. he cheers quietly, hugging you by the waist and then setting up the phone to rest against your monitor, being the perfect distance away from you two to get a good angle and view.

“wait how does it even go,” you murmur, going to grab his phone and rewatch the video. but he stops you and starts simply explaining it, in grand detail. “hold on, is that your first time seeing the video or no?”

“sh, sh, just copy what i do,” he brushees off your assumption with a cheeky grin before demonstrating how to do it properly.

the tiktok took maybe a total of ten minutes to film, only because you two kept breaking out into laughter in the midst of filming it. at the end of the tiktok, before the seconds were up, he grabbed you into a tight hug and almost made you crash into your desk with the strong force. this made you both die of laughter for a couple minutes, watching back the footage and realizing you can clearly see the panic in your eyes as you guys almost fall down.

”that is a really cute trend,” you comment, now walking back to the dorms as he scrolls through the comments of the video that you two had just posted. “what are they saying?”

“they’re saying how handsome you look,” he says, in a matter-of-fact voice, bumping his shoulder with yours. “and also how we are the best duo in p1harmony,”

“well, don’t let intak hear that, or else we won’t hear the end of it,” you warn, opening the door tot he lobby of the dorm building, “he’s probably even made that we did the trend without telling the others about it,”

“probably,” keeho agrees, throwing his arm around your shoulder, “but there’s nothing he can do about it, haha,”

and truth be told, intak was sitting in the living room looking like a kicked puppy with the video playing on repeat from his phone in front of him.

“when i say this is my favorite duo in piwon I MEAN IT!!!”

“the way kyo just straight up tackled him….no ones taking him from u bro chill”

“theyre both giving boyfriends ( i need them BOAF immediately )”

choi taeyang - “wait!! they don’t love you like i love you! wait!!! they don’t love you like i love you!”

— i’m telling you this guy is all for the tiktok trends that are fun and whimsy.

— i imagine you two would be late as fuck on the trend since he doesn’t use tiktok much, but when he did see it when he was scrolling once, he wanted to try it out because he thought it was funny.

— shows it to you and is surprised to find out that it’s an old trend, but that doesn’t deter him since he still wants to do it with you duhh

— unlike keeho, very straight up with telling you that he wants to do it. he thinks its funny and entertaining anyway, plus you two are probably gonna laugh your asses off filming it.

“wait, how do you even move your hips that fast?” he asked, inspecting the video as if he had to study it for an exam.

“there’s a setting, it’s 3 times the speed, so it sounds slow when you film, but it’ll speed up the video…they can’t actually move that fast, taeyang,” he slow blinks at the explanation, pursing his lips and noddnig his head as if he were impressed.

“technology…”

“what?” you burst out laughing, taking the phone from his hand and then setting it up for you two. the timer on, the speed setting being properly set, you made sure that everything would have gone fine.

and it would have! if it weren’t for you two breaking out into laughter after each “wait!!” it was just so funny, the way the sound was slowed down and how you had to time your movement with the sound. it had you guys retaking it like five times before you were satisfied with the product. theo’s face was bright red after the entire ordeal.

your guys hair was messy because you two were doing the dance so aggressively and plus the fact you had to do it five times over. when you finally watched the finished product, he was slapping your arm at how funny the two of you looked. it was fun and theo definitely didn’t regret asking you to do the dance with him because it made you two laugh so hard.

“theo really put his all into this shit LMAFOAO”

“you can see how tired they are…how many takes this did this take [name] and theo be honest”

“not theo almost tipping [name] over with how aggressive his dancing was”

choi jiung - tuberão te amo

— okay wait he would eat this shit up. he thinks the dance is so fun and cool + the fact it looks like you guys are “versing” each other make shim even more eager to try it out with you.

— probably saw seba and fernanda do it and was like wait they’re really funny, but also really good….me and [name] are both really funny and really good, we should do it together :DDD hence him walking into your dorm room late at night with the proposition.

— obviously, you were down because hello it’s funny and the excited look on jiung’s face was just too cute to say no to.

it only takes you two a couple of watches to get the dance down (goated). the first time you guys did the dance, jiung accidentally slapped your face with his palm since he was so enthusiastic and excited about the dance. plus the timing was a little off, thus resulting in you guys taking a break for a couple minutes to make sure your face was okay.

“i am so sorry,” he apologized in between breathy laughs, making you slap his chest.

“you don’t even sound sorry, jiung, shut up,” he laughed once again, that high pitched one that makes him fall to his knees. he held onto you to prevent himself from falling over. “let’s just do it again, oh my god,” you say, letting your face go and hoping that you wouldn’t be red or swell up later.

“i’m sorry, i’ll buy your favorite snacks after this,” he muses, a playful grin still on his face. he grabs the phone, saving the draft that showed him slapping your face, giggling as he did so. while you just smacked him again, telling him to get the next take ready already.

it didn’t take many more tries after that, occasional slip ups, but they were corrected in the next take anyway. by the time you two were finished, you both were passionately singing the song and rewatching your tiktok over and over.

“that dance was actually really fun,” you breathe out, sliding down the wall to sit on the floor, jiung joining you. he sat close, but not on top of you (a habit almost all the other members had). you could feel his body mimicking the dance moves every now and then, making you smile at his behavior. after a couple more rewatches, he showed it to you with a hopeful smile.

“i can post it?”

“of course, ji, it looks really good, plus funny,” you smile, making him nod in agreement and then hit the “share” button the tiktok. he leaned his head against your shoulder, in exhaustion as well as just wanting to share some skinship. in a couple of mere seconds, comments from p1ece were rolling in, which you were both reading and laughing at.

“chocochip dads ATE THIS UPPPP!!!” “don’t him em too hard with that reverse, jiung!!”

“this is acc so hilarious, they’re so into it omg”

hwang intak - idk the name of it so imma just describe it, it’s where usually the girl stands still and her bf walks into frame and just casually picks her up (literally sweeps her off of her feet) and continues walking on until they’re out of frame, carrying her.

— he thinks the trend is so cute and romantic and wants to do it with you so badly.

— even goes as far as making it in the form of a small compilation!! he plans it out, so that each time it’s a new cut, you guys are in a new place. films it during one of your guys’ world tours and thinks of it as also a cute gift to p1ece.

— p1ece get to see you guys in their own cities, as well as your comfortability with each other, and he gets to literally sweeps you off of your feet each time he films…obviously, he’s going to see it as a win-win.

“what should the audio be?” intak thinks out loud, scrolling through the saved audios that were on the account, furrowing his brow, “nothing is cute enough,” he whines, walking over to you and waiting for you assistance.

“we can just leave the audio as it is, or add it in later,” you suggest, leaning into his side and looking at the ones he was scrolling past, “kyo always saves so many to use later and never ends up using them,”

he only sighs in response, finally settling on there being no audio (for now). he sets the time limit to 10 minutes, for some reason, and goes to prop up the phone far away. you were currently in chicago for tour, the view behind you being the easily recognizable architecture of the bridges as well as buildings. you two were near the water, rather than being on the bridges itself, so the view was really pretty.

“so you’re the one coming into frame?” you clarify, standing back and looking at the camera.

“yeah,” he smiles so wide his eyes crinkle, “you ready?”

“if you are,” you say in return.

he sets the timer to 10 seconds, to give you guys enough space to get ready, then steps back. you watch the numbers tick, smiling at the way intak was excitedly waiting. when it began filming, you played the simple role of just standing there and waiting. then when intak finally came into frame, he very easily picked you up with his one arm and continued on walking as if you weighed nothing.

you yelped at the strong arm around you, making him look at you with the most fond smile. then he settled you down, aggressively kissing the top of your head, before walking off to check on the footage.

the same process repeats over for each city you guys stop over, until the video is over a minute long. he doesn’t waste a second before posting it, eager to see what p1ece had to say. he’s giggling in your bed for the rest of the night, even kicking his feet up and down, as he lays beside you and reading the comments.

“it’s giving boyfriends, if i can’t have [name] i guesssss intak can”

“they look so comfortable omg their fits are so cute”

“i love the way it was a different city each time, they’re so cutteeee”

haku shota - the bow trend, wants you to put the bow on him and vice versa

— shota is a fellow bow enthusiast, so when he saw the trend, he really wanted to do it with you.

— thinks its so cute, wants to smother you in bows and of course you let him.

— lets you choose where to put your bows on him, giggling the entire time because of how cute he thinks it is.

“here?” he asks, wide boba eyes looking at you for approval. you nod your head, watching as his fingers carefully took a long strip of the black material and cut it to be the perfect length. he decided to tie the bow over your head, going up from your chin to the top of your head. and he giggled at the sight of you sitting there, as if you were a gift wrapped.

he took the roll of material again and cut some more strips off, deciding each part to tie it around carefully. he settled on three areas, around your neck as if it were a choker, over your head, letting the bow rest on top, and then finally, tying it horizontally around your head, maknig the bow rest right on your nose bridge.

“really? sho, i can’t even see,”

“you don’t need to see,” he reasons, going to grab the phone and turning the lens into 0.5, “so cute, i love it,” he takes a couple of photos for himself, probably to make his homescreen, before he opens the tiktok app.

he already had the sound recently saved so he didn’t waste time in filming you for a couple of seconds. he didn’t even bother checking if it looked good as he was too excited to also be wrapped in bows by you. he handed you an identical roll of material, but this time it’s color being pink.

so you, still keeping the bows he tied on you in tact, cut your own strips off it and laughed at how fun it was to tie decorate soul. you chose both of his wrists, making small bow-like bracelets, his exposed bicep, and then a matching one over his head, the bow on top of his head. he smiling the whole time, blushing even, and it’s so prominent on his pale features.

you pinch his cheek in a teasing way before focusing on filming him. he poses cutely, showing off all of his bows to the camera, then excitedly jumping up to watch when you are finished. he hugs you from behind, careful to not ruin his bows, and asks to film the ending clip.

you obliged, of course, and turn it into selfie mode and pose with him. he’s smiling at the camera with you, then in the last couple of seconds, just turns his head and attacks you with a series of kisses, pecking your cheek over and over again until the video’s time was up.

“shota, you’re so cute,” you coo, wrapping your arm around his shoulder and taking him into your side.

“you are too,” he murmurs, watching the video with a content look on his face. his idea went through perfectly and he loved the results, plus it let him just give you as much affection as he wanted, so he was happy.

“soul and his bows, i’m glad he’s now spreadin the bow agenda with the other piwon members”

“is no one gonna talk about how cute the placements of their bows are? i wonder if they picked them for each other or for themselves…”

“soulie is always kissing on [name] id want to say im surprised, but im not”

kim jongseob - not really a trend, but he just compiles a whole video of you two taking care of each other which absolutely blows up and goes viral because of how lovey dovey it is, ppl are now convinced you two are dating.

— it’s a myriad of different clips of you just taking care of seob, doing various things that show your care and affection for him.

— he makes sure to include snippets of how he returns the favor to you, but the video is mainly centered around you and your mannerisms.

— you don’t even know he’s gotten all this footage of you being #whipped until he posts it on tiktok

“seobie, you want another blanket?” he’s laying down on the couch, subtly pointing the phone to you as he’s looking up at your concerned face, “it’s so cold here, what the hell? who changed the thermostat? i thought jiung and i told you guys to leave it alone,”

“it wasn’t me,” he weakly defends himself, but you just shake your head.

“it’s never you, because you’re the only good one here,” you say, extra emphasis on the word good so that it reaches the ears of the others in the dorm. you lean down and ruffle his hair slightly, “i’ll be back with more blankets and then we can watch a movie?”

“mhm, sounds good,” you smile at his response, pulling away and going to fetch the blanket as you had promised.

another clip shows the point of view of his phone propped up elsewhere, capturing the both of you on camera in the studio. your seats are pulled close together and you’re gently rubbing up and down his back, focused on the screen in front of you.

“i think it’d sound better if we just move this bit of keeho’s adlib, over to the—” jongseob’s lowkey got you tuned out as he’s so focused on you and your concentrated expression, admiring how hard you are working as well as how good you look while you do. you catch him staring, smiling and then smooshing his face away with your palm. “focus, seobie, i need your feedback on the arrangement already,”

“yes, sorry,” his tone is dull and monotone, trying to mask his slight embarassment. he grabs the mouse from you, suddenly invested in the work you had just done. you fondly look at him, bumping your forehead against his shoulder before refocusing on the task at hand.

there were many clips like that in the video, melting p1ece’s hearts. but the last one was jongseob’s personal favorite. he had fallen asleep in your room, sleeping soundly by your side, which gave you the perfect opportunity to steal his phone. you filmed a 0.5 video of yourself, whispering quielty, “love you jongseobie, rest welll,” at the camera before focusing the phone at him.

you were so touched watching the video, smothering him for a week straight after he had posted it. that was the closest you’d ever see how much jongseob’s eyes adored you, but even then this video wasn’t even half of that amount of love.

“jongseob really does love him wow, this is so sentimental”

“getting fomo on their friendship fr”

→ “ you mean their relationship…this was basc jongseob shouting how much he loves [name]”

“gotta be my favorite piwon x [name] tiktok yet, there r ltr tears in my eyes”

[aristia-pjoheadcanons]

Hi it's literally the same anon that requested the percy NSFW headcanons but I'm back for more🤭

I would absolutely devour percy x virgin fem! Reader headcanons

THANK YOU IN ADVANCE 💙

Interested? Click HERE for Jason nsfw headcanons.

->masterlist

Slight NSFW warning, Percy Jackson and !virgin reader

You are a virgin? Well, he is too. This guy does not have any experience at all. His first kiss was probably you.

First time would be sweet, slow, and soft. He is too afraid to use his strength and does not know how to move his hips.

Once he gets a nice rhythm, the only thing he’s doing it watching your facial expressions to see if you’re enjoying it.

If you aren’t enjoying it, he will also not enjoy it. Pleasure is a mutual thing.

His mother has taught him consent and the school taught him sex ed. So, he does know that he needs a condom.

Percy wouldn’t even bring up sex during the relationship – its just such a weird and odd thing to bring up in his opinion so why would he?

But then as the relationship progresses, I’m guessing after 1 year and he’s in college now; he could perhaps be tempted to be more teasing in a way during kisses and let his hands wander a bit.

Then he would ask quietly if you’ve ever thought about the two of you having sex.

“Have you ever thought of us...y´know…doing...something….together?” “Like what? What do you mean” “you know…like touch--ing….” (Licks his lips nervously).

If you’re open and say yes, he would say “me too” in such an awkward way lol.

He would be tempted to run away from the conversation and apologize if you said no.

“Do you ever wanna….do something…more? —or want ME to do more?” Percy would look at you through his bangs.

The discussion is awkward but important to the both of you. Talking about the things you like and whatnot – but don’t expect anything too detailed he´s too embarrassed to even say sex out loud.

But that doesn’t mean he is a kid who doesn’t know how it works. He gets it, he knows that it isn’t embarrassing to say dick, vagina and sex – but he’s not used to saying it.

When he first bought a condom, he was actually tempted to just ask Grover to buy it because he’s older than him.

But at the same time, it´s kind of embarrassing so he decided not to.

He just took the first one he saw and luckily it was a normal condom that does the job just fine.

He totally didn’t look suspicious wearing a hoodie and having his head hanged low to the ground. When the cashier did small talk and asked him how he was – he didn’t even answer and shifted his feet anxiously.

He is so goddamn nervous before he does it too. He doesn’t know when to make the move or if he should just jump straight to undressing.

Most likely happened when he´s at the Beach house or in his dorm room.

He would be seated somewhere comfortable, like the couch or the sofa. And he would bring a towel and awkwardly put it next to you – just in case of a mess.

Closing all windows and curtains, locking each door – he would not be able to chill out LMFAO.

And then, watch a movie or something. He would sit next to you – not daring to even glance at you. Sweaty palms and you can hear him swallowing his own spit next to you.

You would maybe have to take the initiative with the cuddling or scoot a bit closer to let him know you´re ready.

Maybe he would swing an arm around your shoulders or lean on you.

Then the quiet question comes when he touches the seam of your shirt.

He would start touching any skin that’s available, stomach or legs, or shoulders or neck.

Things gets difficult by then – where should he touch next? He doesn’t know.

Biting his lip anxiously, he’s waiting for you to do something that will give him a clue. If you lean your head back, then he leans down to snuggle his face there and gives it a kiss.

Kissing->making out -> touching your waist and hips and legs.

“I want you”. Something corny he might say but he means it.

If you back-out he is very understanding – but will feel like it´s his fault when it really isn´t. But will take it as a valuable lesson to learn more before he does it again and the next times would be better. No matter how many times you say you don’t want to – he will respect it and will never make you feel bad. Actually, he is relieved that you are vocal about it.

And then, I´m guessing !reader keeps their shirt on at first since it’s the first time so things can get awkward quickly.

Grinding->touch his stomach and he will melt into the touch->help his shirt over his head and kiss his collarbone->Percy would start to inch your shirt higher and higher to expose more but will tell immediately if you get shy or nervous and would stop->eye contact is so important he needs to know how you are and if you aren’t going to talk, you bet he’s going to communicate through other ways.

Then, shimming your pants/skirt/dress off, ->he leans closer and cuddles you->if you say “more” he will send a questioning look because what does “more” mean? More kissing, more touching, more grinding, more noises? -> “more of x”.

Then, when both are naked, don’t worry Percy already has blankets ready to cover the both of you so you are both underneath a shared blanket->”Is this okay?” “Are you alright?” questions will be murmured and quietly asked, Percy is looking for reassurance->then it happens, its difficult to put it in and he already put on a condom->goes excruciatingly slow because he does not want it to hurt (perhaps he confided in Annabeth before he decided to have intercourse with you)->any advice he got from his friend will be used.

In the end, overall, he would be satisfied but wants to be better next time. Percy is the type of person that is always striving for best.

[jasperandhenryslovechild]

now that the shock of watching this trailer over and over and over again has worn down a tiny bit i need to ask, what the fuck is that hero costume and what does this mean for the preexisting canon dangerverse timeline

it is evident that these three costumes are NOT the same thing and it doesn't make me happy at ALL.

INDIVIDUAL BREAKDOWN/ELABORATION RAMBLE UNDER THE CUT

this one

is henry danger canon, like in the very last episode.

a muted version of the danger force canon one, with a fugly mustard hoodie with the strings tied so tight that it makes me question his breathing abilities and middle-schooler-who-just-discovered-what-mouse-is hair/j. he looks like he had to pull something together last minute unlike charlotte (curse me for cropping her out) who is literally THE COOLEST ONE HERE why is she not in the movie???? she is literally a fucking cyborg with purple hair someone explain this shit to me??? it's her superiority that allowed her to absolutely EAT THIS UP while henry looks like he just went dumpster diving

it's a vibe but it's also giving ramen noodles so im giving it a low 5/10 out of pity

danger force switches it up on us with this version

henry "we don't wear masks in dystopia, we're kinda above that" hart

this one is my favorite, it's cohesive and it goes together well. it's got the more grown hero vibe that ive always wanted to see in henry ESPECIALLY BECAUSE OF HIS GROWTH AS A CHARACTER!! THE RETURN OF THE KID EPISODE IS LITERALLY ALL ABOUT HOW FUCKING DIFFERENT HE IS AND IM HERE FOR IT SO HARD!!! i will absolutely drop a df henry hyper analysis some day but for now this is what we've got

the shades of burgundy and washed out red throw it together well and i can totally see an explanation behind this costume vs the old one being a simple upscale/revamp. that jacket has pockets to hide weaponry, leather would probably be a lot easier to take a tumble in (+ the knee guards not shown in this picture and like the plastic covers on the sides of his legs that i don't know the name of, implies that he takes enough hard falls to need protection in these areas!), it helps camouflage well in dystopia because the 2 seconds of clips we've seen of that place show that it's pretty dark despite its bright neon flashing lights that give it an evil sanfransokyo at night sort of vibe. it's superhero-y, but it also doesn't have all those staple childhood iconic hero things either— if anything he looks kinda ashamed to be in a superhero show and that's okay/j

overall, 10/10 because it has nothing to do with the capitan man/kid danger brand, it shows henry evolving beyond that point in his life into his own entity after being so soley dependent on ray for his entire previous career in superhero-ing

now to address this fucking monstrosity we were given just a few hours ago

i want to preface this by saying i am not ungrateful. the things i am about to say come from a place of pure dissatisfaction yet constructive criticism. ive been waiting years and years for this movie and i will literally take an hour and thirty minutes of jasper and henry twirling in a circle and make 183829992 edits of it i don't care, i love henry danger sm and the movie looks pretty cool

this being said

dear costume team of henry danger the movie,

have you ever watched henry danger and or danger force? do you even know what you're designing for? be honest, did the producers hand you this stock image

and tell you to make it mean? because every time i look at this costume there is something else wrong with it and it PAINS MY EYES. it makes him look like a cartoony ass space crusader instead of a hero fighting crime one of the most dangerous if not THE MOST DANGEROUS city in the world.

let's break this down, shall we? head to toe motherfuckers.

only not complaining about the hair and it being slicked in the same direction it used to be because it's consistent throughout the entire trailer (unlike SOME danger force episodes... cough cough return of the kid....cough cough.......)

that mask. firstly, i have issues with there being a mask at all, because danger force establishes that there are no masks in dystopia. nobody moves a finger to try and put on a mask, henry even fights SUNGLASSES. those sunglasses ray forces on him to hide his identity are brawled against, he's clearly grown out of masks. putting him back in one puts him back in that kid danger box he's been working hard to build up and out of, a concept established throughout the entire finale of henry danger and further reassured in danger force.

and if you were gonna inarguably give him a mask for simple minded audience recognition, nickelodeon, the least you could do was make it a PRETTY MASK. red was an.. okay choice for the base, but making the silver SURROUND IT? BLACK OUTLINE???? you're trying so hard to be new and cool and it is just painful on the eyes instead. the black eyeshadow under it makes him look like one of those 2020 emo dsmp cc edits and it's just like a throwback to an era nobody wants to go back to. that face card makes him looks like he listens to believer by imagine dragons while chewing that magic bubblegum. his lips are PALE, SOMEBODY GET THIS MAN SOME IRON— OH WAIT, THEY WASTED THEIR SUPPLY ON THIS NIGHT REFLECTIVE SILVER MAKEUP THAT MAKES HIM LOOK LIKE A STOP SIGN WITH A FLASHLIGHT UP IT'S ASSHOLE

then we move onto the base of the costume itself. firstly, the navy blue undershirt cut out to expose his neck says nothing to me. it does not make the statement you guys thought it would— in fact, it makes the whole thing look a pit incomplete? unkempt? it looks like theres something missing and with that black eyeshadow i think it's a thick silver chain SORRY IM DONE I'M OVER THE MASK

the vest over it gives me even more issues. you can't pull up with an audio of ray manchester going "you're not a sidekick anymore, you're a hero!!" and have THEIR FUCKING LOGO ON HIS CHEST. IT'S NOT RIGHT. ON TOP OF THE FACT THAT THE ENTIRE VEST IN AND OF ITSELF LOOKS LIKE IT WAS ROLLED IN DIRT AND HAS THE COLORATION PROPERTIES OF A DYING SEAL, THE LOGO BEING THERE AT ALL IS A MASSIVE ISSUE.

the entire POINT OF THE FINALE was that henry wanted to move on from his life as kid danger. he sacrificed himself and faked his entire death to thousands of people in order to become his own person. he had no life outside of crime fighting because he has no skills or traits outside of crime fighting— he gave up his entire childhood for it so naturally it's all he can gravitate to as he moves forward in dystopia. being a crime fighter once more is a punch in the face enough that he will never really escape who he once was despite the fact that HE GOT AWAY.

HE GOT AWAY.

in NO WORLD WOULD THE HENRY HART I KNOW AND LOVE PROUDLY WEAR THE SYMBOL OF THE VERY MAN THAT FAILED HIM. ray manchester failed him throughout his entire childhood— failed at giving him a normal kid life, failed at providing context and details before or even during the time he accepted the job— and yet here the movie is. he is wearing a rip off of his old costume in an attempt to leave behind who he was. that is ironic, that is HORRIBLE. because by putting him in this FUGLY ASS DOLLAR STORE COSTUME, not only are you retconning the evolution he's been working towards, you are denying him the right to become something greater than just kid danger

in the old costumes, the designs were different because he as a person was different. his entire character arc throughout the hd finale to now was just that, becoming different.

this is not different— this is just an older version of the ghost he's been leaving behind time and time again. dragging him back to his roots. there are millions of ways to drag him back to his roots in the movie itself because those roots will never free him, that is the entire point of him post henry danger and there's so many ways to show that. but changing his costume, one of the only parts of his new hero identity that he himself gets to choose, to resemble his old costume so similarly is just blatantly saying fuck you to the current dangerverse timeline and who that has made him out to be.

my final question is, what does that mean for everything else?

cause like, if the hd/df costumes are no longer a thing in the movie, what happened to them?? why did henry choose this bullshit over the FIREEE costumes in his past?? why would he ever do that to himself bro

and also BLACKOUT?? DO WE NOT GET AN EXPLANATION ON THAT???? BECAUSE EVEN NICKELODEON THEM FUCKING SELVES MADE A THEORY VIDEO ABOUT BLACKOUT BEING JASPER AND THEN WE PULL UP WITH THIS MOTHERFUCKER

LIKE GUYS I'M NOT GETTING IT ARE WE EVER GONNA GET AN EXPLANATION ON WHO BLACKOUT IS AND WHY HE WAS CAUGHT UP WITH HENRY— ALSO JASPER'S JUST TRANSFORMING RANDOMLY IN PUBLIC??? DOES THAT NOT NUKE THE ENTIRE PURPOSE OF HENRYS MASK?????

i do have very good things to say about this teaser, do not let your eyes deceive you, but i also have these complaints that i don't necessarily need answered if not I just need them to be heard

if you've made it this far thank you so much for coming to my insanely long ted talk

[quichein-me-softly]

to-ma-toes w/ sans

The two of you were walking back from the farmers market, bags filled with fresh vegetables and a few random snacks Sans had thrown in at the last minute. The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden light over the path, and everything felt calm and easy.

Sans strolled lazily beside you, his hands stuffed in his hoodie pockets, as usual. His eyes were half-lidded, but there was a certain softness in his gaze as he glanced over at you. Every now and then, he’d nudge you with his elbow, a subtle gesture that kept you close.

“You really didn’t have to come along,” you said, smiling as you adjusted the bags in your hands. “But I’m glad you did.”

“heh, gotta make sure you don’t beet yourself up over carrying all those,” he joked, giving you a small wink. “plus, who could resist hangin’ out with someone as ap-peel-ing as you?”

You groaned at the puns but couldn’t help the grin that spread across your face. “You’re ridiculous.”

“yeah, but you love it,” Sans replied with a lazy smirk, giving you a nudge with his shoulder.

You chuckled softly, shaking your head. The two of you continued walking, the light breeze making the evening feel even more perfect. As you reached the small park near your place, you decided to sit on a bench for a moment, just to enjoy the quiet.

Sans flopped down next to you, stretching his legs out as he looked up at the sky. The sun was dipping lower now, painting the sky with hues of pink and orange. After a moment of silence, he turned his head to look at you, his grin still present but softer now.

“y’know,” he started, his tone a little quieter, “i was thinkin’ earlier… i love ya.”

You blinked in surprise, warmth spreading through your chest. Before you could respond, Sans continued, his grin returning with that mischievous glint in his eye.

“i love ya from my head to-ma-toes.”

You burst out laughing, shaking your head as you playfully nudged his arm. “You can’t be serious!”

“oh, i’m dead serious,” Sans replied, clearly proud of his pun. “but you knew that already.”

Still chuckling, you leaned into him, resting your head against his shoulder. He didn’t move, just let you settle in comfortably as the last light of the day began to fade. His arm came around you, resting casually against your back, and you felt his usual warmth—a steady, quiet presence that always made you feel at ease.

“I love you too,” you said softly, your voice barely above a whisper.

Sans didn’t say anything for a moment, just squeezed your shoulder gently, a subtle but meaningful response. After a few moments, he spoke again, his voice low and content.

“glad to hear it, ’cause you’re stuck with me now.”

And as the night slowly crept in around you, the two of you sat there in comfortable silence, enjoying the shared warmth and the gentle, easy love that filled the space between you.

“That doesn’t sound all that bad.”

“what’s that supposed to mean?”

“That I'll love you even more tomato."

He is in love.

[hoeforhao]

Rusted Away 🍂|| Kwon Soonyoung ||

🍁pairing : ex!soonyoung × fem!reader

🍁genre : exes to lovers, bakery shop au sort of, mostly angst, fluff towards the end, mild smut, mutual pining, slow build up.

🍁warnings : none for this part. will be added in the later ones!

🍁summary : you and soonyoung broke up almost two years ago because according to him sharing a common interest point with each other, to talk about at the end of the day was a necessity. How will things turn out for the spiriting away lovers now that their friend group has assigned them both the common job of baking muffins for the fall party!

🍁part : 1/3 [for fall-ing for u collab ]

🍁word count : 0.8k

🍁author's note : this is my first ever collab and am so excited!!! also i'm posting a full blown fic after a long break for writer's block and i don't know how this has turned out. please let me know your views ♡ last but not the least thanks to @playmetheclassics for beta-reading this for me! ily <3

"Y'all can't be serious right now" you sounded quite disgruntled with your two minions on other side of the conference call, plotting against your sanity, for universe knows how long!

"Well I mean you two quite literally run the two most loved bakeries of our neighborhood. It shouldn't come as a surprise that we will team you up." Steph's plain and unbothered voice echoes right into your ears, specially the 'team up part'.

"Yeah it shouldn't have been surprising or disappointing if it was someone else Steph. But it's with him. With Soonyoung. The Kwon Soonyoung. Out of all the people out there, you two would at least know best about what he did" your voice started shaking with each word it got closer to mentioning his name ; again ; after 2 whole years.

You still were in disbelief that your two most close ones did this to you. After being with you all those nights you cried till you couldn't breathe anymore, holding your trembling body whenever you had the worst breakdowns to seeing you slowly heal from the scabs and stabs left by him, Steph and Niall were with you the whole time. Them now setting you up with him again, for a silly little fall party felt nothing but seriously insensitive to you.

Pressing down on the side button of the phone, you were now sitting on the bed, all covered up in your comfort blankie with a blacked out screen laying on your lap ; the glass of which reflected the browns and caramels of the backdrop outside the misty windows, onto your own ones.

Fall was finally around the corner, which meant that the roads will now be iced all rusty, drizzled with honey leaves and sprinkled on by dark wine twigs. Fall also meant one more thing...the one very thing that was like the warm covering on your wounds, that meant the most to you above anyone and everyone. Your sycamore tree!

Pushing away the fluffy blanket on your legs, you quickly pulled down your pyajams to get dressed into something more appropriate for the weather outside, something more comfy and something that made you feel like you're back home once again a.k.a soonyoung's brown hoodie. While havocing through your entire wardrobe to take out all his belongings and leave back not a single essence of him around you and on you, the idiot missed out on that one brown hoodie he owned...rather the one he loved the most and the one he gave to you on your first date - under the sycamore tree.

You knew that the only thing, the only friend that could soothe the burns on you right now was that tree, the one true buddy that has stood by your side through the pains even your best friends couldn't heal, the big brother that shadowed you whenever the world's bright rays tried to scorch on your skin. So without wasting any more seconds, you hurriedly ran down the stairs leading to the hall. Upon reaching the main door of your small apartment you twist on the knob to pull open the door, and quite instantly a gust of cinnamon flavored wind engulfs all your senses.

Fall was truly your soul season. No matter how much turmoil your life was going through, or how much clogged your brain was to come up with new ideas, a walk down the leaf stained path of your favorite garden while the season's cool breeze flowed through your hair, definitely helped the caged Robin in you fly free finally.

Since the day Soonyoung broke your heart and left you all alone amidst the rusted haze, you've been visiting this sycamore tree every fall, to reminisce all the warm happy moment spent under its shade. To feel the same happiness as the day you planted the tree with your best friend, when you both were only 8 year olds, with the person who held you like the softest cotton bud dispersing away in the breeze all these years only to tear you off the stem at one go now.

You were consumed in your thoughts about how crazy love was, about how the twigs that have seen two people be in love for so long, hang around it for years, the branches that have been painted with countless giggles and soft kisses, now had its leaves shedding themselves from the agony of seeing its spiriting away child standing beneath it to shelter herself from the bleeding marks left by its other child.

Just as you were about to sit down on the dewy grass covering the entire ground below, your phone notification sound blew up suddenly. Drawing the device out from your tote, your eyes fell onto the lit up screen to see the name you've been running away from all this time.

[chowtrolls]

Moving Day

Dia moves into his first apartment!!! :D His favorite rust moirail comes to help! Google Docs

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Jodiah really, truly, did not have nearly as many belongings as he thought. He pondered on this as he carried another box inside the rather crappy apartment. There was so little to his name. Even the things he kept at his father’s, the things from his old bedroom he was allowed to take with him. Clothing and tools, mostly. 

The box is set on a coffee table- not originally his, but one his well-meaning moirail insisted on giving him. Said well-meaning moirail stumbled his way into the room shortly after Dia, arms shaking as he struggled to carry two boxes on one trip. 

“Dude.” Dia’s mask did little to hide the amusement in his voice, though he made no motion to help Festur as the scrawny rustblood toted the boxes in. He sets them down rather harshly next to Dia’s box, panting with exertion. 

“M-Maybe…You should’ve asked your…other moirail…to move you in.” Fester all but wheezed, doubling over with his hands on his knees. The lime shot him a sympathetic look and patted his back lightly. 

“I’m not ready for Tori to start sugar-lusus-ing me just yet. You good?” 

Festur looked up at his moirail, seemingly unaware of the trickle of ruby ichor dribbling from his nose, mixing with the sweat above his lip. Dia used the sleeve of his hoodie to wipe it away. 

“Why the…fuck…are those…so heavy?” 

“I think you grabbed my box of impact and torque bits.” 

“...Your what?” 

“Tools, Fes. You grabbed a box of tools.” 

The rust’s brow furrowed, a microexpression that spoke volumes to those who knew how to read him, “...There’s a toolbox in there?”

Dia sighed, a sound not autotuned by his mask. He reached into his stolen boots for a hidden knife - a gift from his father, naturally - and cut the box open with ease. To his surprise, there were no tools. 

“Oh, it was paper.” 

Festur stood upright, peering over Dia’s shoulders with curiosity and annoyance, “You have a box of paper?” 

Dia resisted the urge to elbow his already wounded moirail in his already busted ribs, “Important papers, dumbass.” He rifled through some, pulling out examples. Letters, wriggling day cards, holiday cards, drawings from his siblings,  awards, certifications, palmhusk pictures printed on printer paper, pages torn from books. 

Festur joined in, taking a small handful of papers to nose through. He didn’t bother questioning why Dia had these. He always knew the lime was sentimental. Hard to be sentimental in space. It was amusing to look at everything Dia had saved. Older cards had fingerprints from where Dia had held them, rereading the messages over and over. Fold where he had tucked drawings into pockets for safekeeping. Handwritten letters from his father and mother, tucked safely in their original envelopes. Setting one card down, he noticed an oddity. 

An unopened letter. New- the stamp was expensive, still shiny, and dated recently. The return address was some random Fleet port, with no name to send to. The envelope was neat, a gentle lilac shade, with a strange floral embossing. Festur turned the unopened document around in his hand, investigating it closely. 

“...Are you saving this?” 

Dia’s ears perked up slightly, then dropped again, “Hm? Oh, no. They were sent to the wrong person. I keep forgetting to return them to sender. Here- see?” He gently turned the document over, pointing to the name in the center. 

In a curly cursive handwriting, written in dark indigo ink, was the address of Her Beloved Annihilation. But right above said address was a name that made Festur’s brow furrow once more. 

Little Cristo. 

“Little is an…interesting name.” 

“And Festur isn’t? Who are you to judge, Mr. Septic?” 

Festur’s frown sank deeper, though not from the insult. A seed of worry had seated itself in his chest. He couldn’t quite place it, nor could he shake it. Some deep paranormal concern that the contents of this beautiful lavender letter were not as lovely as it looked. 

“Is this the only one you got?” 

Jodiah shook his head, unaware of his moirail’s growing concern. He rooted through the box of books and pulled out two….three…..four……..five…………six………………..seven. 

Seven more letters. All unopened, all addressed to Little Cristo. All with different dates. And sent from different Fleet ports. 

Wordlessly, Festur opened one, ignoring Dia’s complaints. He unfolded the crisp letter, holding it above his moirail’s head to read. Dia only tried to grasp it a few times before giving up, and waiting for an explanation. 

As usual, Festur’s face remained unchanged. He raised his brow in a faux amusement before folding the letter back up. With a perfect monotony, he said simply, “You got someone’s love letters.” 

“Are they at least juicy?” 

“No. Bland, boring. Old guy language.” 

“Ew.” 

“Mhm. Here- There’s a drop off by the House of Restoration, I’ll take them for you.” 

With a remarkable amount of casualty, Festur collected the other six letters, tucking them into his waistband for later. Dia had no complaints. They would go on to unpack a few more boxes, then Festur would say good day. He made Jodiah promise to lock the doors on his way out. 

“Paranormal paranoia. Watched a lot of trolls die from not locking their doors.” 

Dia rolled his eyes. 

Festur opened the remaining six letters on his walk hive. He scoured over the meticulously handwritten pages, noting how they were, in fact, not love letters. The language was flowery and poetic but deeply sinister. The author waxed on about meeting The Littlest Cristo (as it turned out, Little Cristo was not their name) only a handful of times, but knowing they belonged to each other. The letters would vary from violent in descriptions, to nearly sickening in how loving they were. Descriptions of ownership, of leashing one like a bad dog. Of painting the walls with their illegal hue, of washing them in violet so they knew their place. 

Either these letters belonged to a truly disturbed couple, or the true recipient was in danger. Festur wasn’t sure which he preferred. He knew one thing for certain- even if he knew the letters weren’t for Jodiah, he still couldn’t shake the feeling that something very bad was about to happen.

[innytoes]

Hello, five (or more, I wouldn't say no) spontaneous headcanons about a willex boarding school au? 👀 (sfw please)

-When Caleb gets a call that his sister left custody over her son to him, a nephew he never even knew he had, he is like: wtf. When he comes to meet with the social worker and sees the long hair, tie-dye crop top, and earring, he’s like: of course I am taking him in. (There’s a reason he hasn’t talked to his family for decades and he will not have them do the same to Willie as they did to him.)

Except being a full-time parent and running the HGC is not a great combination, especially with Willie’s flair for Chaos. So he makes him a deal: he can go to any boarding school in the country, or even the world, if he promises to behave enough not to get kicked out, and in return he can wreak whatever chaos he wants in the summers (within reason).

-Willie chooses the boarding school because they have a great art program, they’re queer-friendly (Caleb called to check), and it’s in the Woods and he 1) always liked the woods and 2) wants to see Bigfoot.

-Alex’ parents sent him to boarding school after he came out. Alex is not sure he understands their reasoning, given that it is an all-boy’s boarding school and that is like the opposite of ‘straightening him out’, but anything is better than the icy silence at home. Alex’ parents do not know the entire stack of Hot Gay Boarding School Romance Novels under his older sister’s bed that Alex may or may not have borrowed.

-Listen Alex likes his roommate Luke and he’s kind of open to the idea of starting a band with him but also he is SO ENERGETIC and he cannot sit still and he’s always humming and it drives Alex insane.

-So he goes to hide out in the library. Not the fancy new one with amazing computers and a 3D printer and shit, the dusty old one nobody uses because the wifi is shit and it‘s always cold and drafty but it looks great on pamphlets for the Old Money crowd. He bundles up in his hoodie and finds a comfy armchair and just gets to Be Still for a moment.

-Except his peace and quiet is interrupted at a gleeful shout and then a maniac on a skateboard comes into view, sliding his board on the fancy brass railings before landing hard and rolling right into Alex and his comfy armchair, sending both of them toppling backward.

-“Oh man you dinged my board” meetcute etc etc.

-Lots of cute sneaking around in the dark holding hands dates. Willie shows him how to get on the roof and it’s so peaceful and pretty there he loves it. They take up a blanket and watch the stars next time, and share their first kiss there.

-Maybe he sends his sister a postcard like: ‘Boarding school is great, I am learning so much, all this nature is so good for me, etc etc platitudes’ along with an abbreviated title of one of their favourite books with the chapter in which the main characters have their first kiss... on a rooftop.

- “I dunno what HGBSRNCH12 means, Mom, I think he was just trying to clean his pen or something, it’s just a random scribble. You know Alex hates when pens aren’t writing smoothly.”

-Soon they form a little group with Bobby (rich parents who travel a lot and don’t want to take him with them) and Reggie (the scholarship kid). Reggie is upset there are no secret societies at this school. He thought maybe none of them just wanted him, but he could still catch one in the act of secret society-ing. But Bobby (a legacy kid) told him there weren’t any.

-Obvs they start a secret society just for the fun of it. Since they can’t play music late at night without getting caught (then it’s not a Secret Society, Luke, you dumbass), their activities include Sneaking, Stealing Snacks, Trying To Find Bigfoot and/or Mothman in the woods, and picnics on the roof. But while wearing dramatic hoods and holding (fake, battery-powered, Alex does not trust these goofballs with fire) candles and stuff.

send me an au and i’ll give you 5+ headcanons about it

[ofluminance-a]

what does your muse smell like?

i hate to say it, but he probably uses some kind of cheap axe-like body spray that he thinks makes him smell good. does it? yes, when he doesn't overdo it. i just googled it: blue lavender! because it reminds me of him. :)

What does your muse's hands feel like?

calloused, rough, average. they're not big, but they're also not small either. they're covered in scars and cuts. yet, they can be surprisingly gentle, too despite all they've been through.

What does your muse usually eat in a day?

asdklfjn;. at school in the past verses, bento, ramen, too much junk food. he occasionally likes sweets too. reading the manga, it's canon that his parents are present. but then in the future, at a point, he says he ran from home -- so, no home cooked meals besides like ramen that he can do himself. basic things. probably doesn't eat right at all, honestly. i've always hc'd his parents were busy people and not around much to begin with, and then later on, he did run away to protect them. so yeah, ramen or whatever chifuyu feeds him. pretty much, lol.

Does your muse have a good singing voice?

absolutely not!! lol! he would probably try singing at karaoke or the shower or something, and i am just imagining everyone boo-ing or trying to get him off stage.

Does your muse have any bad habits or nervous ticks?

oh yeah, for sure. i mean we all know in the future when he's on his own, he's a slob. doesn't care much about his appearance, dress, job, etc. but i think that all stems from like-- depression? like why bother if i have no one to dress up / clean up for? and not having parents around, who would tell michi otherwise? i mean, as he grows and becomes more takemichi, that changes of course. but some habits are hard to break and i can certainly see partners, yelling at him to get a hair cut orrrr make the bed, etc.

What does your muse usually look like/wear?

there are times he overdoes it. especially when he's younger, trying to be ' cool ' takemichi, no, please stop, lol. honestly, my favorite looks for him are when he's not trying. jeans, a tee and some sneakers. a hoodie, etc. when he's older that doesn't change much.

Is your muse affectionate? How so?

ohhh yeah. too much at times. takemichi wears his heart on his sleeve, and i am pretty sure that it's plain for all to see. but, he will show his affection in simple ways that may not outright express his feelings: but, it's his own way of making someone smile: a gift ( hina's necklace for example ) as a way of showing that even when he's not with his partner, he still cares about them, and is thinking of them. it will very much be acts of service: flowers, sharing food, picking up their favorite drink / food. or more physical being: brushing hair behind an ear, soft smiles, cuddles, holding hands. and just letting them know? - he will outright tell you, and speak his mind, or show you. <3

What position does your muse sleep in?

tighty whities. i mean ... boxers. xD

Could you hear your muse in the hallway from another room?

oh god, yes. he's so freaking loud and doens't mean to be, but have you met him?

tagged by: @prudenze / thank you!!! <3

tagging: the dash! take it if you haven't & you want too!

[boxenstopp]

past eps under #czech it out recaps i'm too lazy to link shit

EPISODE FUCKING 3. ONLY 3.

starting off with a strong carzzy telling humanoid that he doesn't know shit and humanoid just goes ok sorry 🙄 and i didn't deem this important enough because what comes next really matters more.

anyway the fucking coffee is back at it again, this time it's humanoid's. first of all, humanoid acting like a literal fucking baby. the mad lions crew are so nice and like "here marek have your coffee!!" and humanoid being the bitch she is trying to get them to just tip it into her mouth? leaving this pic here because his lips are jutted out and he's looking at the coffee and he's bent forward and really it's a great screencap. and carzzy's there too ig. just watching. i'm getting really way too many ideas from this.

ANYWAY CUT. marek probably moans here or some shit because really what else would he do.

now i'm honestly getting fatigued by how fucking annoying these guys are. i dont want this to be basically describing their arguments because their arguments don't mean shit. i will just start counting who wins. winner in this argument about whose fault carzzy going in on draven and dying is: humanoid as he has proof it was carzzy. carzzy has a really cute "oh shit 😳" though.

also carzzy always has the most over-the-top reaction to humanoid agreeing with his insults ever. it's like he can't believe it but it happens EVERY TIME like you just gotta start knowing that humanoid is that kind of a shit and it's not that funny. you are embarrassing yourselves.

time to insult shadow time!! okay so humanoid opening the floor to carzzy because when carzzy sent shadow out of the room i bet he could tell carzzy wanted to go OFF and it's very nice of him to do that for his bf 😊 his face is like 😊i did this for you😊now do your thing 😊

anyway carzzy makes an actually kinda clever joke about rq-ing which is rare for him. he is still too proud of it btw. ALSO for carzzy characterization, you need to understand that he is a clown. he does not exist outside of the need to make people laugh at/with him. his relationship with humanoid would fail were humanoid not also down bad and extremely entertained by him. this is promptly followed by! carzzy not knowing what he's saying but just dragging it out because he thinks there's maybe some humor in it (this is a thing i do. it's not funny)

COFFEE TIME 2 HOORAY!!! OH I LOVE THE COFFEE SO MUCH i have too many indecent thoughts. carzzy steals humanoid's coffee because he is that type. like in general i think they together are also the type to share shit constantly but also complain about it constantly. like it's just a form of getting back at each other. like oh no you wore my hoodie yesterday now i'm wearing your hoodie! hah! take that! and humanoid goes 🥰🥰awww that's sweet baby. you need to wash it after though because you smell like shit 🥰

okay but then carzzy actually doesn't like the coffee which i can't even tell if he's being genuine but it's literally all to piss of humanoid anyway so who cares right.

and honestly i'm tired (i checked and i've written 2.4k words in the past 3 days which is a lot to me TT and genuinely i no longer think words when i see carzzynoid i just go poof) but all that happens next is carzzy makes a bad innuendo about soraka "bananas" and insult humanoid more. humanoid is on about his czech player thing with denyk and carzzy says česke (i think, again i don't speak czech and don't know much about it) it out which is very cute and warms my heart cause. linguistics. they spend too much time laughing at each other's very bad insults and jokes and are generally actually kinda tolerable. emphasis on kinda because on a good day i would be cussing them out and on a worse day (like today) i would find them ok. video end now, and there's no ending scene like last time (pr probably learned because we did not need tooth-rotting kisses and "i love you"s)

VIDEO END

final thoughts: today i was not in the mood but i am keeping this shit up and i was really excited for this because the coffee!! overall i feel like they kept the disaster nonsense down (btw when i make these i take literal hours cause i switch tabs between carzzy+humanoid's twitter, nemesis' vods, the wikipedia article on czech phonology (i am that guy), and the actual video lmao. i also watch on 0.75x speed to understand wtf they're saying and to get better screencaps.) they mostly just argued and i'm glad because while i did not really go indepth on how they argue it is EXTREMELY interesting to me.

[casspurrjoybell-28]

Alpha's Temptation - Chapter 16

*Warning: Adult Content*  

I get to class and find Jay in the seat next to mine.

He asked the teacher to switch spots earlier in the week so we can 'study together' but mostly we just end up talking.

He's also been walking with me to art every day and we sit there together too.

But I'm a little concerned about him sitting next to me in math because one thing he's really good at is distracting me and math takes a lot of brainpower and concentration for me to do.

"Hi," I greet him as I sit down.

"Hey. You look like you got negative hours of sleep."

"Oh, is it that obvious?" I ask sheepishly as I press my hands to my face, wanting to cover the dark circles.

This fight of mine with Daemon has a habit of keeping me up at night on top of already having insomnia.

"You're still pretty as always. Just tired looking," he smiles at me and I flush.

I don't know if I've heard him right because I think he just called me pretty.

He must be joking, right?

Yeah, he's probably just 'teasing' me as he said he likes doing.

Because when I looked in the mirror this morning I was tempted to call it quits and just stay home from school because of how atrocious my appearance was.

But Lucien doesn't like me missing school so I forced myself to tear away from the mirror and settled for wearing a hoodie.

"T-thanks," I say, going to focus on my work.

By 4th period I'm feeling totally grumpy and I know it too.

Every little noise and interaction I hear or see from the other students grates on my nerves and I just want to bang my head against a wall.

Well, not literally but I'm pretty close to doing that honestly.

So when I walk into class and realize I'm going to have to deal with Trent's daily harassment I'm not in the least bit looking forward to it.

No later than a second after I sit down am I barraged with a question from the Alpha.

"Why were you absent yesterday?" Trent asks nosily.

"Because I was..?" I reply, wondering why Trent thinks that he will ever be someone that I'll confide in.

Actually, I was absent because of the chronic anxiety stomachache I have that chose to flare up yesterday but Trent doesn't need to know that does he.

Trent scowls, twirling his pencil around on his hand then loses his control of it, sending it rolling off the desk.

He makes no move to pick it up.

"That's not an answer."

"Maybe that's because I don't feel like giving one," I huff, pulling out my notebook and slamming it a little too hard on the desk.

Trent hasn't even said all that much but I'm already on my last nerve.

"Someone's PMS-ing," Trent smirks condescendingly, drumming his fingers on the desk as he eagerly awaits my reaction to his remark.

I cannot do this today.

Is Trent actually dumb?

Why am I even asking that, yes he is.

"You don't even know what that means," I roll my eyes, and from the snarl that comes to his face I know I'm right.

"Hey, watch your mouth, runt," Trent glares. "And pick up my pencil for me."

He motions to the half-used yellow pencil that he's just dropped.

"What?" I look at him like he's crazy.

"I said, pick it up," Trent demands.

I chew my lip, amazed at the audacity of his request.

Then I summon the courage for my response, taking inspiration from Lylah.

Because I'm not going to take Trent's shit any longer.

"No."

Trent raises his eyebrows, shocked that someone disobeyed him.

"What did you say to me?"

"I said no."

I glare at him, clenching my fists.

"Now. Fuck. Off."

I'm shaking as adrenaline courses through me, the only thing powering me forward at this point.

I can't believe what I just did in the heat of the moment.

I've never cursed at someone like that in all my years of living.

And the dark, barely-restrained rage on Trent's face makes me realize my grave mistake.

I rush out of class as soon as the bell rings.

I manage to find my friends without seeing Trent, thankful the cafeteria is so crowded.

But I'm so anxious that I can barely get my food down.

Trent had said nothing more after I told him to fuck off, instead, he got eerily quiet, which was somehow worse than his usual antics.

It's okay.

It's going to be okay.

I'll just avoid Trent until school ends.

Nothing very bad can happen as long I'm in a public space.

And who knows, maybe Trent has cooled off by now.

"Hello? Earth to Ash?" Lylah waves her hand in my face, jerking me out of my stupor.

"Huh? Yeah?"

"We were just talking about Jay. He's like, totally looking over at us right now," Wren says excitedly.

"Really?"

I look around and sure enough there he is, sitting across the cafeteria on top of a table, surrounded by his football jock friends.

When our eyes meet he winks and waves.

Flustered because now all his friends are looking at me, I wave back shyly before subtly ducking behind Lylah.

Okay, it's not so subtle but all the attention on me was too much to handle.

"Oh my God, what was that?" Lylah squeals.

"What? It wasn't anything," I defend myself.

"Jay Rodriguez just waved at you," Lylah exclaims loudly and I quickly shush her.

"Announce it to the entire school why don't you?"

I nervously look around to see if anybody noticed her outburst but everyone is just minding their own business.

Thank goodness.

I love Lylah but one thing she isn't good at is being discreet.

I look over at Wren to see what he thinks about this but he's looking down, strangely quiet.

Is something wrong?

I want to ask him but Lylah is already interrogating me about Jay.

I explain to them that he just wants to be friends since we're in a few classes together.

"A hottie like that escorting me to class sounds like a dream," Lylah stares off at Jay laughing with his friends as one of them explodes a plastic water bottle.

Typical jocks.

"He's not escorting me, Lylah,""

Whatevs. Remember what Mr. Huffman was teaching us about mates last week? Damn, wouldn't it be nice to have Jay as a mate?" she sighs.

Abruptly, Wren stands up, grabbing his lunch tray.

"I-I just remembered I need to go to a photography club meeting today. See you guys later," he says quickly before walking off.

Lylah raises an eyebrow as she watches him leave.

"What's his deal? I didn't think the club met today."

I don't know what to think of him suddenly leaving like that either.

Him not being his usual self also worries me.

He seemed fine at the beginning of lunch but now he doesn't.

I make a mental note to check in on him later because I want to make sure he's okay.

When I reach the auditorium for theater, I let out a breath of relief when I don't spot Trent.

The bell for the start of class rings soon after and the alpha still hasn't shown up.

I pray that he went home early.

The theater teacher, Ms. Harlow, gives us all assignments, doling out their roles in a sing-song voice.

She wants us to clean up the old decorations that are hanging around the auditorium so we can start working on a new set design for the upcoming play.

I'm given the task of sweeping the stage of all the debris and streamers.

I start at the far-left side of the stage behind the curtains, sweeping the pink and green tinseled material off the floor with a broom until I have a huge pile.

Now to find a dustpan to sweep this trash into.

I look around, trying to spot one but I have no luck.

Ms. Harlow did mention there's a supply closet in the back so I decide to go find it.

As I'm walking to the right of the stage I have a weird, ominous feeling in my gut.

Like something bad is...

I hear a sudden whirring noise, the sound of something descending rapidly.

"Ash. Watch out," I hear Jay yell and then I'm being pushed by a strong force to the ground, the Alpha grabbing me.

I don't understand what's happening until I hear a thunderous boom that shakes the entire stage.

From under the shield of Jay's body, I see that one of the giant, heavy sandbags used to counterweight the curtains has fallen barely a foot away from us.

The rope that was holding it up is still attached but the other end is frayed like it was cut.

I nod numbly, still reeling over what just happened.

"I'm f-fine."

Already, students are starting to gather around us, all chattering about what happened and asking if we're okay.

Ms. Harlow is there too, frantic and panicking as she demands to know who let this happen.

And once again I'm the center of attention.

Jay notices my discomfort, gently wrapping an arm around my shoulders and pulling me away from the crowd.

"Are you really fine? You're not hurt?" he asks me as we head to the back of the auditorium.

I shake my head.

"N-no. You got there just in time. You saved me. Thank you," I say gratefully up to him, a strained smile on my face.

I'm relieved things didn't turn out worse but at the same time, I'm still shaken up.

Jay turns a bit pink, hand on the back of his neck.

"No need to thank me. Just doing what anyone would've done."

"Not just anyone. You were a true hero just now," I praise him, trying to show how genuine I am.

Because if he hadn't been there to push me out of the way, well, I don't even want to think about what would have happened.

The weight of that bag falling from such a high place surely would have crushed me.

Jay looks proud of himself when I say that, his chest puffing up.

"So I'm...your hero?" he asks.

I don't really know what he's getting at but I want to be nice because he deserves it after risking himself too in the process of saving me.

"Yes," I agree enthusiastically, seeing the glowing smile that forms on his face in return.

I want the conversation to keep going, anything to keep me distracted and not have to think about what craziness just ensued.

Fortunately, it's like Jay reads my mind and he stays with me until class ends and even offers to walk me to where I'll be picked up.

He's such a good friend.

I gratefully accept because I do not feel like being alone right now.

"I never got to ask if you're okay, Jay. Your arms are bruised," I say worriedly, my brows drawing together as I look at another bruise forming on his forehead.

"Oh, this?" Jay's fingertips graze his elbow tenderly. "It's nothing."

"If you say so..." I say uncertainly.

I feel guilty that it happened because of me.

"Are you worried?"

"Of course I am. You got hurt for my sake. I-Is there anything I can do?"

"Hmm," he thinks for a moment. "You can kiss it better," he smirks down at me as we approach the parking lot.

"W-what?" I squeak, my face going red with embarrassment.

"Y-you're teasing me again aren't you?"

I don't get why he says things like this.

Is he like this with his other friends?

He shrugs, amusement dancing on his lips.

"Maybe."

Even though Jay confuses me sometimes, I'm glad to have someone there for me right now.

We continue to talk until we reach the pick-up area and I find Daemon's black car waiting for me.

[pinejayy]

Yandere! Bob Velseb x Reader (Sweet Candy)

I’m simping very hard for Bob like god damn choke me harder daddy.

Trigger warnings: Blood, implied cannibalism, choking, kidnapping, curse words, knife, Bob just being terrible in general.

There’s probably a lot of grammar mistakes, my bad it’s been awhile since I’ve wrote something.

Halloween night, you were home watching horror movies and eating candy. There was nothing like watching classic horror movies.

As you were watching your movies and you heard a loud crashing sound in the kitchen. You quickly got up and heading towards the kitchen. “Stupid kids, why are they always crazy during Halloween.” You muttered to yourself. You wonder why kids got like this during Halloween, they already get free candy and they decide to be little fuck heads. Thinking that some kids threw rocks at your windows but you were wrong. Deadly wrong…it was more sinister. 

When entering the kitchen you saw a man wearing a devil mask with a red hoodie and he was holding a knife. Your blood went cold…pale face. Shaken up by what’s in front of you , your eyes widen as he slowly started to make his way towards you. He was huge. Tall and a bit on the bigger side. What did make him stand out was his smile… his creepy sinister smile.

As he was making his way towards you, you backed up. Not knowing what to do you panicked grabbed the nearest item, a lemon. He laughed at you, his laugh was enough to send shivers down your back“What are you going to do, SEASON ME.” Throwing the lemon at his face as hard as you could you made a run for it. He growled slightly. Running after you. No one has really ever stood up to him but you…he liked you. Bob was breathing heavily, he supposed to kill you but something about you catches his attention. Oh he’s definitely going to play games with you.

You panicked, trying to find a hiding spot. And you decided to run to your room, your phone was there so maybe you could call the cops before this guy gets to you. Once you got to your room you locked the door and went over to your phone. As you were dailing the number you heard the door crash open. The guy was standing there, he broke the door with no effort. He was quick and already by your side. He slapped the phone away from you and stomped on it. He quickly grabbed you and pinned you to the nearest wall. Grabbing you by the neck. He was choking you, he slowly brought the knife close to your face. “Did you know, a heart can keep beating even when outside the body.”

Gasping for air you struggled against him, when you heard him speak he gave you a weird fact about the human body. “Hh I a-already k-knew that.” You wheezed out. He looked at you, he loosen the grip against your neck. You gasped for air but still struggled against him. “Please..don’t kill me. I’ll do anything. I won’t call the cops please mister..”

Bob smiled even more, laughing deeply. Anything huh? “I do need a new doll.” He said letting you go. Backing away slowly he looked around the room. “Stay put or I’ll gut you like fish.”

Nodding quickly he looked around the room. He was looking for something. You just stood there shaking. What’s happening, what does he mean by a new doll? You slowly started to cry, looking down. As you cried he was standing in front of you. You haven’t noticed him yet.

“Now this is gonna hurt doll.” He said. You quickly looked up confused, looking at him with tears in your eyes but quickly your eyes widen. He was holding a lamp, without any hesitation, he quickly smashed against your head. Everything went black for you and Bob just laughed. He picked your limp body up,throwing you over his shoulder and walked away. He was quick on leaving your house and made his way to his place. An old hidden house in the woods. He just had to be careful so he doesn’t get caught.

He had a long way to his place but at least he has a new toy to play with. As he was walking he got excited, he was thinking on the things he would do to you. He could tie you up and force feed you a meal made from a family member or friend. Or he could tease you with a knife. He was breathing heavily. Obviously getting a little too excited. After awhile he finally made it to his place, once he got in he carried you to his bedroom, throwing you to the bed not caring if he woke you up. He locked all the doors and windows so you wouldn’t escape him.

Once he was done with that he made his way to you, he tied you up with rope. He looked at your body, looking at every detail and every curve. Mouthing watering he wondered how you would taste like. Maybe soon he’ll find out. But for now he looked at you licking his lips.

A few hours passed by and you slowly started to wake up. Damn what a crazy nightmare all you remembered was that this Devil guy was inside your house and took you away. But soon after your head started hurting. “God fucking damnit my head hurts.” You mumbled to you. You tried to move your arms but couldn’t, you looked around panicking. You noticed that you were tied up. Then everything that happened to you wasn’t a nightmare.

“Ah you’re finally awake my Sweet Candy.”

You looked up and saw that red Devil guy. Oh my god, what does this guy want. Looking around his room you saw blood stains and skeletons and dismembered body parts. You wanted to throw up. Who was this guy?!

“Sorry about the mess Sweet Candy, I get a little messy when I eat.” He said laughing. “Now that your my little doll now, I should introduce myself. I’m Bob…Bob Velseb. What’s your name?”

Wait you recognize that name. He was the guy in the news that escaped prison. He was charged for murder and cannibalism. As you were thinking you completely ignored his question.

“I ASKED YOU YOUR NAME!” He yelled at you, grabbing you by the face with one of his hands. “Are ya gonna answer me or do I have to force you.”

Whimpering out “I’m Y/N… Y/N L/N.” Crying out. Bob just laughed at your reaction. Soon after he let go of your face. “Now that wasn’t so hard right Sweet Candy.” He said, getting up. “Now I’m going to untie you and you better not do anything unless…” he said and lifting his sweater up a bit showing his knife. You got his hint and shook your head.

“Good.” He simply said, untying you. Rubbing your wrist, you looked at him. He looked very intimidating. God what did you get yourself into. Not knowing what to do you just sat there with your head down. Was this your life now, or until he decides to kill you.

“Now Sweet Candy, don’t be afraid of me I won’t hurt you unless you give me a good reason.” He said, looking at you, sitting next to you. He lifting up your chin forcing you to look up at him. He stroked you check with a finger of his. “You belong to me.” He growled softly.

Nodding at his comment, which just made him smile even more. “Good..now you should rest up. I’ll cook you a nice dinner.” He said, his mouth was already watering up. He couldn’t wait for dinner. And with that he got up and walked away shutting and locking the door behind him.

You broke down crying, curling up into a ball. Was this really your life, you weren’t going to see your friends and family anymore. And you didn’t even want to think about what this guy is going to cook for you. Hopefully you can find a way out of this.

( What do you guys think, yeah yeah my writing skills are very rusty but I hope you like it. But maybe a part 2??)

[bluejaem]

⌗ . . . jeno as your boyfriend !

requested. omg if u ever have time can u do a jeno ver of the bf post toooo :] they’re all so CUTEEEE. by @iovmark

✿ jeno loves burying his head into the crook of your neck— softly inhaling your serene scent and smiling against your skin.

✿ he absolutely loves it when you wear his clothes or his hoodie. wrapping his arms around your waist, he’d rest his chin on your shoulder. and with that pretty eye-smile of his making its way, he’d say, “you look really pretty in my clothes, love.”

✿ he’s definitely the type to take you out on cat cafe dates :(( “what are you doing there?” he’d ask, smiling wide while looking at you with curious eyes. hiding the embarrassment, you didn’t realise the fact that you had been standing there, smiling like a lovesick fool as you watched jeno pet the cats.

✿ coming to his hugs. gosh, he’d give the most bone-crushing hugs, suffocating you with all his love for you </3

✿ jeno just l o v e s neck kisses. be it giving or receiving. his eyes crinkle up and a smile spreads across his face whenever you give him neck kisses. he just feels so warm and fuzzy every single time. neck kisses, but in the softest way possible. especially the one’s when y’all hug :(

✿ he has a little habit of sliding his hands around your waist. he’s so subtle, like, you don’t even feel his touch. he’s just that smooth with it. when you guys are in a huge crowd, and he has this urge to keep you closer to himself. he would do this especially in public rather than at home, or when people are around. don’t mind him, he’s just letting everybody know that he’s yours and you’re his <3

✿ his favorite nicknames for you include: angel, darling and love. oh, to get called angel by lee jeno. it’s those days when he’s just utterly lovesick, ‘cause he’s just lost in your eyes. and might i add, he loves, and i mean, LOVES, to use ‘darling’ with you. especially when it comes to the corny jokes that he keeps making from time to time. “god really did put all his effort while making you, darling.”

✿ there was this one time when you both took photos in a photo booth at an amusement park. you guys took the silliest set of photos that day. one of them being a photo of jeno pecking you on the cheek while you pinched one of his cheeks as you both had the most stupid smiles on your faces.

✿ he has a picture of you sleeping in his shirt as his lockscreen. and the number of times that he’s just stopped for a while and admired that picture of yours is probably uncountable.

✿ cuddly movie nights with jeno every friday. sharing a blanket, while you both sink into the couch, fluffy pillows and the warmth of jeno’s body accompanying you after a tiring day. but after some time, you found your eyes slowly getting heavier, and before you knew it, you had already fallen asleep. noticing this, jeno quietly pauses the movie, and scooting closer to you, he whispers, “don’t overwork yourself too much.”

✿ cooking together. let me get one thing straight, this man right here doesn’t really care about the cooking part, he’s just there to cling onto you while you do most of the work. and maybe, he’d assist you a little here and there. he’d hug you from behind with his arms around your waist and his chin resting on your shoulder, as you’d cook, sometimes placing soft kisses on your cheek or neck. and when you ask him to taste it, he’d never stop with the compliments. man loves you so much hhh

✿ getting matching promise rings with jeno :(( i’m not saying he’s whipped for you, but that's exactly what i’m saying. every time he’d see you wearing the ring he’d just out of the blue be like “i love you.” and that’s coming from the bottom of his heart. and of course, he’d then proceed to smother you with kisses.

✿ facetime-ing late into the nights and just having long talks about the most random things. however, on one of the nights, you didn’t realise the fact that you had fallen asleep— while still on a call with him.

% . . . you’ve got three new messages !

eye smile ♡ sent an image. click to open.

eye smile ♡: you fell asleep during the call 🧍‍♂️

eye smile ♡: but now i’ve got new blackmailing material so thank you for that babe 😩👍

switching screens, he caught himself smiling once again as he looked at your sleeping figure. “good night, ____. i love you so much,” he said, before cutting the call. but jeno’s smile never left his lips even after doing so.

and before he even knew it, lee jeno was hopelessly in love with you.

© BLUEJAEM

[creepypastalover97]

Time for another creepypasta au headcannon

Today’s headcannon is about Tim/Masky.

Just to clarify, I know marble hornets has nothing to do with creepypasta. And I also know that Masky and even hoodie are not proxies. But I love them so I’m involving them.

Warning ⚠️: mention of suicide.

Any let’s get on with the headcannons

Here we go

. I’ll elaborate on this at some later date but Tim, Brian weren’t proxies during the events of Marble Hornets, only afterwards.

. There’s no real difference between Tim and Masky anymore. Due to Slender Man turning him into a proxy “Masky” is just Tim wearing a mask instead of a separate personality altogether. Everybody uses the names “Tim” and “Masky” interchangeably and Tim will answer to Masky when he’s not even wearing the mask.

. He has schizophrenia, sometimes has seizures ( or used to anyway) anger issues, and like toby he also has amnesia.

. Tim’s strong as fuck. He can lift people up and throw them with very little effort. He’s picked up Jeff and thrown him headfirst into a dumpster before. He’d do it again.

. He’s not the most logical at times, but is fairly rational.

. Tim’s salty as fuck and sasses everyone. EVERYONE. This man has guts to even talk back to Slenderman.

. He gets easily annoyed by the others sometimes, because they can just be so ridiculous.

“2 am is not the time to climb a tree, Kate”-masky

. As I’m sure half the fandom has joked about by now, he has the strongest sideburn game.

. He's a natural heavyweight

. Masky has quite the dad bod. What I mean by this is, he's bulky. His muscles aren't heavily defined, but they're there, especially in his arms.

. He is n o t a morning person. At all. Try and wake him up before 9 and you’re signing your death warrant.

. He runs on caffeine and pure spite.

. His wardrobe consists nearly entirely of jeans, flannels and maybe a few plain tshirts

. Tim is very musically inclined. He can play guitar, bass guitar, ukulele, and piano. He also so sings, however he keeps all of this to himself because he is not a performer and refuses to play for anyone.

. he is currently a poly and is in a relationship with hoodie and skully (jay did die in my au, I will explain how and why he is alive at a later date)

. Knows a lot about cars

. Masky is actually a victim in the mansion and do mental breakdowns often because the others are just horrible with him cause it's so goddamn funny to watch him suffer-

Masky: “WILSON!!!SLOW DOWN!!SLOW THE F*** DOWN!

Wilson the basher fast and furious-ing though the woods

Wilson the basher: “ alright mr. panic at the everywhere you need to relax. Relaxing music?”

Starts blasting death metal trough the van’s speakers

Masky: “ THIS IS NOT SOOTHING! THIS IS MADNESS!!!!”

Wilson the basher: “ oh don’t worry I have a special song for you”

Proceeds to put on the gummy bear song and starts head banging.

Masky:”AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

. This guy has some massive bed head when he does wake up. I mean it looks like he got electrocuted it sticks up in every direction but it’s really soft and fluffy.

. This guy drinks his coffee black. No cream, no sugar, nada.

. Likes sunflowers.

. Smokes when he’s stressed. He hates when he’s chasing a victim and loses his breath, and coughs a lot.

. Every year Tim makes his new year’s resolution “quit smoking” and every year he ruins it by smoking literally the next day.

. Tim has a small collection of very expensive colognes ( of which he stole.) he prefers the expensive, strong smelling ones because it distracts people from the stench of cigarettes that constantly follows him.

. He cant STAND Toby, Cody, and Circe(partially, can't completely not stand her, because the kid looks up to him as a father figure), he always thinks that they shouldn't be proxies . Not because they’re annoying, but because they’re young. He also can’t stand how enthusiastic they are about killing.

. Toby is the one who started the rumors that Tim/Masky is obsessed with cheesecake, he did it to mock Masky’s build. Masky got toby back by spreading rumors that toby is obsessed with waffles.

. While he vehemently despises cheesecake with all his heart he does have a favorite food: pineapple pizza. He is positively obsessed with pineapple pizza and Hoodie is more disturbed by this than when Tim literally murdered him.

. Masky has a tiny (big)fear of dogs. He hopped into one of his targets backyard and ended up getting chased by a huge Great Dane. He now makes Hoodie go in first when hopping fences. Dogs love that man. Tis very strange.

. He can read emotions and teleport (powers he developed while being a proxy to the slenderman.)

. He can be overprotective over people he truly cares about. Like really overprotective. Not letting anything happen to them.

Though first you need to earn his trust and then he will give world to you.

. He vibes to Johnny Cash, John Lennon, Bon Jovi, ect.

. Masky for whatever, reason is scarily good at calculating percentages without the use of a calculator. He basically is the calculator. He’ll just be like:

“Oh yes, there’s a 76.632% chance that lady falling off the CN tower”-Masky

And he’s right. Every. Fucking. Time.

Even hoodie has no idea how he does it, but within 2 seconds he’ll have the exact answer, and it’s funny because he failed math classes when he was still in the hospital.

Bonus: he failed math on purpose to annoy his teachers.

. Still kinda has… issues with his leg. Sometimes wears a brace.

. hates if anyone mentions anything about his height since he’s one of the shortest of the male proxies . He is 5′6 tall.

. Masky owns a red truck with four seats, and he loves that truck so much.

. He makes lots of dad jokes and chuckles at them.

. Whenever he leaves for a few minutes he usually comes back to toby breaking a bone, x-virus passed out, Kate and Brian confused, rouge gone, Wilson crying over the fact rouge is gone, and Circe just recording all of this to post on TikTok.

Does he react?

No cuz he is the definition of everything is fine meme.

. Post- marble hornets Tim freaked out when the Slenderman came to collect him. Tim at the time did not know that the operator and the Slenderman were separate entities. So he assumed the Slenderman was the operator. In attempt to avoid being under the control of who he thought was the operator, he tried to shoot himself in the head with a pistol. A course the Slenderman man stopped him by knocking him out and proceeded to take him back to the slender mansion.

. He was hella confused when he found out hoodie was still alive but happy that his friend was alive. Turns out slenderman had found hoodie and brought him back to the mansion as well.

. Masky still has a hard time believing that the slender man and the operator are not the same being. Tho there are times he sees proof that they are not the same.

Slenderman carrying Circe: “ I have adopted a another human. And I have apple juice.”- slenderman

Masky: “ you what?”

Slenderman: “ I got more apple juice”

Masky:” yeah, let’s pretend that’s what I was talking about “

. He was never allowed to have sweets as a kid, some of the pasta’s think that’s why he’s so bitter all the time.

. Some believe that Masky has forgotten his past when he was still just”Tim” and only knows the life of a proxy but that is false. Masky remembers jay and Alex and his past as Timothy wright. He feels immense guilt over what happened to Alex’s film crew. He still thinks it’s his fault that the Operator began stalking the Marble Hornets cast. He also blames himself for Jay’s death.

. Every once in a while he checks up on Jessica to make sure she’s safe (don’t worry, she is). He tried getting BEN to do it for him but all he did was spread a rumor around the Mansion that Tim had a girlfriend. Tim retaliated by flushing BEN’s cartridge down the toilet.

Overall Tim/Masky just wants peace, but he’s not getting that anytime soon.

Well I hope you liked it.

P.s. just know this is a au, not every thing is canon. So don’t hate. If you don’t like it, go somewhere else, thank you. Bye 👋🏻

P.s.s. Go check out circe’s origin story on archive of our own. It’s called rabbits are not what they seem.

[bbysamu]

#HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN YOU TELL HIM YOU DON’T WANT TO HANG OUT WITH HIM ANYMORE

featuring: OIKAWA Toru, IWAIZUMI Hajime, MIYA Atsumu, BOKUTO Kotaro, KITA Shinsuke, KUROO Tetsuro x f!reader 

genre: TIkTok 

warning: none! 

✗ OIKAWA Toru “princess, you ready?” Your husband walks into the living room in his turquoise blue blanket hoodie with the little aliens on it and a bowl of popcorn in hand. “actually honey, I don’t really feel like watching the movie anymore.” At your words, Oikawa stops in his tracks and immediately pouts. “but you promised!” “yeah I know, but I can always change my mind right? Plus the girls are on FaceTime right now and I kind of want to join them.” Oikawa plops down on the sofa and holds out the bowl of popcorn to you, “but I’ve got popcorn...” “thanks! I'll have some.” As you reach out your hand, Oikawa snatches his popcorns back. “no. You can only have some if you watch movie with me.” He looks up at you, leaning his head against the sofa, “please?” “oh okay, fine. I guess I'll stay for the popcorn.” “no, say you’ll stay for me.” You lean down and kisses his forehead, “fine I guess I'll stay for you.” 

✗ IWAIZUMI Hajime looks out the window and smiles at the sunny sky. A perfect day for picnic-ing. He sees you leaning against the door, still in your pajamas. “why are you not dressed?” he gestures to the picnic basket, “I’ve put all the food in the basket already.” “I’ve changed my mind about the picnic...” Iwaizumi furrows his brows and walks over to you, putting a gentle hand on your forehead, his other hand on his own. “what are you doing?” “just checking to see if you have a fever because you were so excited for the picnic.”  He looks down at you, “feels normal to me.” “I'm just lazy to go out.” “but it’s so pretty today....” He suddenly looks at you, “what about a balcony picnic?” “huh?” He walks over to the balcony, “we’ll get to stay at home but still picnic too!” He looks so proud of his idea you couldn’t help but give in, “good idea, babe!” “now, what do you want to eat first? the sandwich or the cake?” 

✗ MIYA Atsumu “hey Tsumu, I don’t think I’m hanging out with you at the gym today.” Atsumu looks up at you mid-stretch. “why?” “Samu invited me and Kita over to test out some new onigiri flavor.” “why you?” “because obviously, as his sister-in-law who’s also a chef, this makes sense don’t you think?” Atsumu shakes his head stubbornly, “no.” “well, I'm not asking you for permission.”  As you get ready to leave the house, Atsumu trails behind you in jeans and not his usual gym shorts. “aren’t you going to the gym?” “no.” “okay.” He stands there, waiting for you to ask him why not. When you don’t, he finally breaks down, no longer giving you one-worded answers. “why don’t ya ask me why I'm not going to the gym?” You look at him, prompting him to go on. “because,” he emphasizes, “I'm gonna go with ya. I’ll go anywhere with ya.” “that’s romantic, babe, but Samu didn’t invite you. He invited me.” Atsumu takes a dramatic step back, “it’s like ya don’t even wanna be with me anymore.” “I'm just kidding, Tsumu. Come on, let’s go before Samu gets mad at us for being late.” Atsumu happily trails behind you the entire day as you tasted the different new flavors. 

✗ BOKUTO Kotaro “hey hey hey!” your husband excitedly runs into the room all dressed up for your dinner date. It’s a been a while since you’ve guys had a proper date. “hey Y/N he-” he interrupts himself, completely taken aback by your beauty. “you look so pretty!” He grabs your hand in his, pulling you to your feet and starts spinning your around. “Ko,” you pout, “my friends just invited me to a movie tonight at the same time as our date...” You tried your best to put on a conflicted expression. “oh, okay.” Bokuto replies and let’s go of your hand. “um...can I come too ?” He looks down at the ground, hair dropping just a little. “it’s a girls night, Ko.” “oh no problem. We’ll reschedule then.” He walks back into the bedroom, shoulders sagged with defeat. 30 seconds later he runs out, whining as he says “no please, Y/N. Take me too! I just want to hangout with you. I don’t care it’s a girls’ night!” He wraps himself around your waist, muttering a repeat of “please don’t leave me behind.” “Babe, it’s just a joke. I would never ditch a date with you for movies with friends.” He looks up at you, eyes gleaming, “thanks for not leaving me behind.” “I'd never leave you behind.” 

✗ KITA Shinsuke sighs as he walks through the door after a long day of work, but smiles softly to himself at the sight of you, legs crossed, on the sofa. Tonight was puzzle night and he has been looking forward to it all day. “hey love, do you want to finish the Totoro piece today? Or do you want to start a new one?” You look at him, “actually, I don’t want to build puzzles tonight.” Kita frowns but catches himself and smiles instead, “oh sure. What do you want to do then?” You open your arms to him, “cuddle maybe?” He walks over to you, settling down next to you before wrapping you in his arms, a hand on the back of your head, lovingly stroking your hair. “tough day today?” he asks. “no, just tired.” You guys stay like this a little longer before he speaks up quietly, “well, maybe puzzles will help get you energized.” You smile at him, “you really like puzzles don’t you, babe.” He nods, a hint of red slowly rising to his cheeks. “okay, five more minutes of cuddling.” He nods again as he pulls you closer. “maybe ten more minutes.” 

✗ KUROO Tetsuro walks up to you, resting a hand on the small of your back before pulling you into his chest. “are you ready to have some fun?” he murmurs against the shell of your ear, sending goosebumps down your arms. “actually Tetsu, I don’t really feel like playing with you today.” He pulls back and looks down at you in surprise, “why! it’s finally our chance to get our revenge on Kenma in Super Smash Bros.” You shake your head, “you mean your revenge?” Kuroo narrows his eyes, “are you doing this because I accidentally ate your last cookie today?” “what do you mean accidentally? I know you did it on purpose!” Kuroo steps back, “I knew it! I knew that smile was fake when you said it was okay.” He softens his eyes and his voice, “please babe? I can’t beat Kenma on my own...” “oh really? what do I get for helping you then?” “I'll give you Kirby tonight and I'll buy you the cookies right after we’re done.” You hold out your pinky to which he automatically links with his own. “I pinky promise you, princess.” You guys didn’t beat Kenma that night though, but you still got your cookies, so yay! 

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Part Fifteen. “eyes eyes eyes.”

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"I can't believe you," Dream scoffed from the other side of the phone, which was displaying only his eyes and up as Y/n's phone laid face up towards her ceiling. She didn't mind; he had pretty eyes and his blond hair poked out wildly beneath his hoodie and it was enough to make her only half focus on their conversation about her newest Minecraft build.

Y/n smiled as she glanced back at her phone to see him squinting at his screen in confusion even though there was no face on the other side, then looked back at her monitor. Neither of them were streaming but were bored so they decided to wander around on the SMP, continuing their all-day FaceTime call instead of transferring to Discord. They were on their fifth hour of FaceTiming at this point. Y/n had suggested multiple times switching to voice call instead since she wasn't showing her face, hoping he would say no so she could see him still, and each time he denied it because he claimed it felt more real when he could see her ceiling. Whatever that meant.

"I don't know what to tell you, bud. I'm just playing the game."

"But..." he pouted, she could tell by his voice... and by the eyes that were still glued to the call. "How are you so good?"

"Magic."

"I knew it."

She giggled and looked back to Minecraft, where she was looking at the massive hideout Sam had helped her build, complete with secret doors and tunnels and a whole lot of redstone. "Sam did most of it."

"Bullshit. Look at that," he said as he looked away from the phone and his green avatar punched the side of the build. "That has 'Bug' written all over it. You did that."

"Okay, I did do that part, but the cool parts like the secret doors and stuff are all Sam."

"Stop downplaying your skills. It looks good, Bug." His voice was clear and genuine and sent chills down her spine. For someone who want physically affectionate, she really wanted to give him a big hug. And... well... other things.

"Thanks, Dream," she whispered.

"You're welcome," he whispered back childishly.

"What in the..." Y/n said as she turned and saw a familiar Minecraft character with a white and red shirt in the distance. She pressed the zoom hotkey and stared at him as he filled her screen. "What is he doing?"

"Oh, speaking of Tommy," Dream started, clearing his throat as his avatar ran back and forth between the door of her hideout and a tree about ten blocks from it. "Um, I had an idea about, uh, the lake thing? The New Years' trip?"

"What's up?" she asked, turning to face him as she listened.

"Well, it's only about three weeks away and I was thinking—"

Dream was cut off as Tommy ran over to hit him with an axe a couple of times before running away.

"What the hell?" Dream grumbled as they watched Tommy sprint and jump in the direction he came from. The young boy paused when he realized neither of them were following, just looking in his direction.

<TommyInnit> did I scare you guys <TommyInnit> I did, didn't I <TommyInnit> I am very good at scaring people

Y/n laughed and typed her reply

<BugsyGames> not one single bone in my body was scared, tommyinnit <BugsyGames> try harder next time ig :/ <TommyInnit> JOIN VC RIGHT NOW <TommyInnit> VC <TommyInnit> VC <TommyInnit> VC <TommyInnit> VC <TommyInnit> VC

"Oh my gosh, he's so annoying," Dream mumbled with a small laugh but made no effort to do as the younger told.

<BugsyGames> idk if i really wanna HEAR you curse me out bc you already have over text multiple times <TommyInnit> VC <TommyInnit> VC

"Are you gonna join?" she asked, opening Discord on her other monitor.

"Hell no," Dream scoffed before his voice turned worrisome. "Are you?"

"Yeah, he's entertaining," she said. "And he won't leave us alone until one of us pays attention to him."

"Oh, you wanna be left alone with me, Bug?" he teased and she couldn't help but smile widely in embarrassment.

"Whatever you want to think I said, Dream." Y/n laughed, making Dream pout.

"Buuugg... just say you love me already," he whined jokingly.

Since she couldn't ignore the overwhelming butterflies in her stomach, she ignored him and opened Discord and looked at the voice channel Tommy was in. "Oh, Tubbo and Ranboo are there too, so it's worth getting cursed out," she told Dream before sliding on her headphones and joining. She moved one side off of her ear so she could still hear Dream over FaceTime if he spoke to her, seeing as he wasn't going to join the Discord call.

"Hi—"

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?" Tommy started yelling quickly. "I'M NOT AFRAID TO FIGHT A GIRL, I HAVE FOUGHT MANY WOMEN AND HAVE WON EVERY TIME."

"Uh... geesh Tommy, no hello?" Y/n asked. "Why do you get in so many fights with women?"

"They question my manliness."

"Hm. Maybe work on making it less questionable?"

"EXCUSE ME?!"

"What is... happening?" Ranboo asked.

"I don't really know. Tommy came over and punched Dream and then made me join vc so he could yell at me, I guess."

"Oh, that's where he went!" Tubbo said. "I had no idea, he just disappeared."

"I HAD TO GO HIT DREAM BECAUSE HE'S TALKING TO A FEMALE AND I WANTED HIM TO LOOK BAD IN FRONT OF HER."

"What is he saying to you?" Dream asked from the phone on the desk. "He's yelling at you?"

"No, it's just Tommy being Tommy."

"W-What?" Tommy asked.

"I was talking to Dream," she explained.

"I can get on and tell him to stop if you need me to," Dream offered before his keyboard started clicking. "Should I? Do you want me to?"

"No, Dream, it's okay. I'll just fight him."

"YOU'RE WITH HIM??" Tommy accused.

"No! We're on FaceTime."

"YOU'RE FACETIMING HIM?"

"Yup," she stated before quickly changing the subject since Tommy and Ranboo were both streaming. "What are my sons up to?"

"We're just trident-ing around talking about whether or not my or Tommy's accent is worse," Tubbo said. "He says 'grass' weird."

"Tommy's," Y/n voted, wanting to piss off the youngest more. "You have the voice of an angel, Tub."

"Are we just going to ignore the fact that Bugsy and Dream are FaceTiming right now?" Tommy asked in a calmer, more mumbled but still frantic voice. "Cause, I mean, I just think it's a bit strange is all but if we're just going to breeze past it, I mean... you know? The two faceless Minecrafters are staring into each other's eyes while we all talk on Discord like nothing is happening."

"We aren't 'staring into each other's eyes'," Y/n corrected.

She paused when Dream giggled and said, "I bet you're staring into mine, Bug." She glanced down to see his full face beaming up at her with a playful smile. He had propped his phone up on his monitor so she could see where his elbows met his desk all the way to the top of his fluffy hair. Her cheeks and neck burned hot as she looked at the boy cuddled up in his hoodie once again. He folded his arms on his desk and placed his chin on his forearms, looking impossibly cuter as he stared at the camera. "There's no way for me to know you aren't."

"Shut up, Dream," she mumbled before speaking to the others again. "We're not even showing our faces," she lied. "Dream sorta is but not really."

"No need to lie to everyone," Dream said, still smiling, sitting up from his position. "This is my entire face. What, you don't want people to know you get to see me whenever you want? You have VIP access, baby, the people should know."

An abrupt laugh escaped her lips at the nickname. "Can you guys hear Dream?" Y/n asked the boys in the voice channel nervously.

"No, why? Is he telling you dirty things?" Tommy laughed evilly.

"Nope. Just wondering." Her face was on fire. She hit Dream's character in-game and watched him focus back on his computer with a goofy smile. He returned the favor by hitting her character back once even though she was continually dealing damage until he had half a and begged her to stop.

"He's probably flirting with her like he does when we're on call but, like, worse because no one else can hear him," Tubbo proposed before all three of the young boys gagged and yelled over each other.

"GROSS!!" Tommy shouted.

"Ew!! Mom, is there a dude flirting with you? That's disgusting," Ranboo gagged.

"I cannot stand you guys," Y/n laughed, making her voice as confident as possible so they couldn't detect her lies. "That's not what's happening."

"Do my words mean nothing, Bug?"

"Dude," she mumbled to Dream again. "I wish you could see how hard I'm glaring at you right now." He laughed in response.

A knock on Y/n's door snapped her out of her conversation and she quickly muted on Discord. "Come in!"

Naomi poked her head in and quickly put her hand up. "Oh, sorry!" she whisper-shouted. "I didn't know you were streaming."

Y/n shook her head and smiled. "I'm not. What's up?"

"TUBBO! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" Tommy screamed, making Y/n deafen also.

Naomi stood taller and dropped her hand to her side. "I'm just bored and want to do something."

"I do too, actually," Y/n admitted.

"You're bored?" Dream scoffed. "Bug, I'm offended!"

Y/n smiled widely and turned back to her phone to see the blond boy frowning. "I've talked to you all day. Can I not go hang out with my roommate?"

"No! Tell her to fuck off."

"Dream! She's literally right here, she can hear you!" Y/n covered her phone screen with her hand to hide Dream's face as Naomi walked closer, laughing.

"Naomi?" Dream asked.

"Yeah?"

"Fuck off."

Naomi laughed as Y/n gasped. "DREAM!" Y/n grabbed her phone and held it up to show one eye in the corner of the screen so he could see her glaring, but he wasn't looking.

"I'm just kidddinnnggg... obviouslyyy..." he dragged out. "Unless you do steal Bug away from me, in which case I'm not kidding."

Naomi was silent with her hand over her mouth, not wanting to freak out and make Y/n back out before Dream could see her eye. It was a small thing, but a huge deal.

The silence caused Dream to look down and his jaw dropped. "B-Bug!!"

"You see this?? I'm glaring at you. How dare you talk to Naomi that way," Y/n reprimanded teasingly, trying to hide the shakiness in her voice.

"WHAT? Is this how you felt when I showed my face just to prove a point?"

"Probably."

"You're doing the exact thing I did! You're just proving a point!"

"Yeah, but I'm not showing my whole face like you did, idiot. Just enough so you can see the glare."

"Oh my gosh. Okay, yeah, I see you glaring, stop glaring!" he giggled and Y/n's camera went back to only showing her ceiling as she smiled. "I'm sorry, Naomi!"

"You can't just joke like that to someone you hardly know," Y/n scolded as Naomi continued laughing. She knew Naomi had that kind of sense of humor, but Dream didn't.

"Who said I'm joking?" he asked.

"Oh, shut up. I can't stand you."

"I'm kidding! I'm sorry, Naomi. I was just kidding."

"I know," she reassured. "It's all good, don't worry. I know you love your Bug too much to hurt her friends."

Y/n saw Dream quickly pull his phone away from his face after he smiled shyly, and she liked to imagine that he was blushing at Naomi's accusation.

"Yeah, I guess she's nice to have around," he mumbled.

<Ranboo> bugsy? you still there?

"Wait, both of you quiet for a second," she told Dream and Naomi before unmuting and undeafening on Discord. "Yeah, sorry, what's up? I was defended and muted."

"You were so cryptically silent, it was a little scary."

"Sorry, my roommate is talking to me. I'm gonna head off, actually."

"Aw, but we hardly got to play with you!" Tubbo pouted.

"We'll play soon! I promise! But not you, Tommy. I don't like you."

"I DON'T LIKE YOU FIRST, YOU EVIL WOMAN."

"Bye, Tommy."

"Bye, Bugsy," he grumbled.

"Goodbye, mother," Ranboo said as Tubbo laughed out a, "Goodbye mom," making Y/n's heart shed a proud tear.

"Goodbye, my sons. Be good. Be safe."

"Bye!!"

She left the Discord and then left Minecraft. "Okay, sorry, continue," she promoted Naomi.

"I think it's so cute how you talk to Tubbo and Ranboo," Dream cut in. "It's adorable."

"It is," Naomi agreed. "Tommy, too. I know you pretend to hate him but we can tell you want him to be your son too."

"Never," she murmured, making both of them laugh. She slid off her headphones and grabbed her phone, careful to keep it pointed away from her face as she walked to her closet.

"Anyway, I just wanna do something. It's really nice out today, do you want to go to the park or ride bikes or something?"

"Yeah, sure." She ripped a hoodie off the hanger with one hand, making the hanger ricochet and clank against the closet ceiling.  

"Yeah, sounds fun," Dream agreed from between them.

Y/n laughed. "Sorry, bud, not you."

A deep frown etched onto Dream's face and Y/n laughed. "What are you going to do there that I can't join? You can just prop me up on a tree and sit next to the phone."

"If we ride bikes, I can't hold you. And if we go to the park we usually skate. Besides, we want to talk about how much we hate you anyway so we don't want you there."

"Bug!" he pouted. Dream paused before saying, "Can you give the phone to Naomi real quick?"

Y/n hesitated but handed the phone to her friend. She used her free hands to slip on the hoodie before tuning back into the conversation.

"You don't have to show me your face but I want you to look into my eyes and promise me something, Naomi," he said.

Naomi held the phone up to her face anyway and Y/n could see both of them looking at each other. "What's up?"

"Promise me you won't let Y/n fall and scrape her knee or something," he requested and Naomi laughed.

"I promise not to let your Bug get hurt." That was the second time Naomi referred to her as 'his Bug' and she was not opposed to the sound of it.

"Thank you very much."

"Great," Naomi said before her voice turned teasing. "Now that that's settled, Y/n, you're right he is cute!"

Naomi was a pot-stirrer. Always was, always would be. She knew what to say to make tension rise in the room whether it was between people who hated each other or people who secretly liked each other. Or whatever Dream and Y/n were.

While Y/n's face grew warm, Dream laughed.

"Hey, you're pretty cute too, Naomi. Should I tell George or does he already know?" Dream fired back, trying to embarrass her as much as she embarrassed Y/n.

Naomi's evil smile fell before a confident one took its place with a raise of her eyebrow. "Oh, he knows."

Y/n laughed abruptly and grabbed the phone back from her friend. "Okay, I'm hanging up now." Before I lose self-control and show you my whole face right here, right now, she thought to herself.

"Boooo," Dream whined. "Will you call me back later? Please?"

"Maybe," she teased. "Depends on if I'm clumsy enough to fall and break everything like you think I will."

"I don't think that. I just want you to be safe."

He needed to stop being so sweet. "Don't worry, I'll be fine. I'm a pro."

"I believe it. Still, though."

"I'll be safe. I promise."

"Also, Bug, um..." he paused shyly. "You have really pretty eyes. Just... thought I'd tell you."

Heat rose to her face again and the look on Naomi's face said she could tell.

"Thanks, Dream."

Naomi nodded her head towards her Y/n's door. "I'll be in my room," she whispered and Y/n nodded.

"Sorry," Y/n said to Dream with a short laugh. "I don't know why I did that."

"It's okay," he reassured. "I appreciate it. I know it was just a small part of your face but it still means a lot to me that you showed me because I know you haven't shown anyone."

"I want to," she blurted out. "I really, really do."

"Want to what?"

"Show people my face." She squeezed her eyes shut and walked to her bed, setting the phone face up towards the ceiling. "Specifically you."

He paused. "Then... why don't you? I'm not pressuring you, I just don't understand. If you want to, then what's stopping you?"

"It's not that simple, Dream," she responded softly. "I'm scared."

Dream was silent for a few moments. "That's kinda what I wanted to talk about earlier before Tommy came in."

"Really?" she perked up. What was he going to say? That she seemed too scared so he didn't what her to go on the trip?

"Yeah, uh, I know you're nervous about meeting everyone and Sapnap and I were talking and– well, okay, so I assume you, Karl, and Naomi are going to go to Georgia together?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, so, yeah, what if– only if you want, obviously, but, you guys could come down to Florida and hang out with us for a few days and then, like, the five of us could go up to Georgia together? That way you meet two people first instead of everyone at once. So, like, since you haven't shown anyone, it'll be like dipping your toe in the water and if you meet Sapnap and I and absolutely hate it you can go back home before meeting everyone else." He finally concluded his proposition and Y/n's heart was so warmed. He was so sweet it was killing her.

"I'll still pay for all the travel stuff for you guys to fly down here," he added with a shy mumble at her silence, "and it's only a four and a half hour drive from here so Sapnap and I were just going to drive up and we could just rent a bigger car to fit comfortably. But obviously you can say no. Just a thought we had."

"Dream," Y/n started softly, her voice coming out way more fondly than she intended but she did nothing to fix it.

"Yeah?"

"You're the sweetest damn person I've ever met in my entire life."

"I just want you to be comfortable," he said softly.

"I think..." she paused. "I think that would be fun. I'd like that. I'll see what Naomi and Karl think."

His voice perked up slightly. "Really? Awesome. You guys can come down whenever. We're going to leave on the 26th to get there that night but whenever you guys want to come, you can. You could even spend Christmas with us if you want to come a few days earlier. Might be hard to find tickets this late since it's the holidays but I can see what I can find."

"That would be cool! The three of us were just going to hang out together so we don't really have plans for Christmas. I'll ask them but I think they'll like that too."

"Cool," he breathed. "If you want to say no later, you can."

"I don't want to say no, Dream."

He paused and his next word had his smile laced clearly through them. "Okay."

"Thank you–thank you for thinking of me," Y/n fumbled out. "It means a lot to me."

"Eh, it might be a little selfish of me, too. I just want to spend as much time with you as I can."

She beamed and bit her lip to not laugh with pure joy. "I'm probably selfish too because I'm going to make Karl and Naomi agree even if they don't want to go."

"I have no problem if you need to use physical force," he joked.

Y/n laughed and shook her head. "I should go save Naomi from her boredom."

"Okaaayyy..." he sighed. "If you must. Thanks for talking with me today."

"I had fun! I'm surprised you didn't bore me to death," she teased and he scoffed.

"Well apparently I did since you're ditching me!"

"Nooo, you could never bore me."

"Hmm... sure."

"Dream," Y/n dragged out and he laughed. "You're so clingy."

"Ugh, I know," he joked. "It's almost like I like you or something."

Y/n froze before mentally scolding herself. He was obviously joking, but it still made her heart skip some beats.

"Almost," she mumbled. "Alright, I'm going to go. I'll call you later if you're free and want to hang out on call more or something."

"Yeah, I'd like that," he said. "Have fun with Naomi! And don't get hurt."

She laughed. "I won't get hurt. Bye, Dream."

"Bye bye, Bug."

Y/n finally hung up and threw her phone on her bed with a small external scream. Naomi came back into the room a few moments later with a smirk on her face and leaned against the doorframe. "Done with the call?"

"Naomi..." she said dreamily. "He's... too freaking cute."

Naomi laughed. "Come on, lover girl, you can tell me all about it while we go outside. Bikes or skating?"

"I haven't gone biking in a while, let's do that."

"Perfect, I found a new trail recently I've wanted to try out," Naomi said as she grabbed her keys off the front table. "Let's go."

"OH, and then," Y/n recounted her story with Dream in detail (per Naomi's request) and she swerved on her bike a little in excitement."Then he said, 'it's almost like I like you or something'! What does that mean??"

Naomi laughed brightly and looked over her shoulder at Y/n. "Maybe it means that he likes you."

Y/n scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right. Don't get my hopes up."

"I mean it, Y/n. I know you think it's not possible, but just think about it. Do you really think you didn't like him until you saw him?"

Y/n looked up into the treetops that provided shade on their trail. She dreaded that question. She had thought about it so many times, tossing and turning countless nights asking herself the same question over and over. When did she start liking Dream? She had always had interest in him but when did her starstruck admiration and wanting to be his friend turn into wanting to hold his hand and kiss him good morning? When did that change happen? Could it have happened before she knew what he looked like? It would go against so much that she believed, so much she had been told, but... maybe it was true?

"I don't know," Y/n admitted softly. "I really don't know."

Naomi's heart broke for her friend, knowing her internal battle was killing her slowly. "Hey," Naomi said in a lighter tone than she felt. "It'll all work out. I promise."

"What if it doesn't? What if he really doesn't like me and won't ever like me?"

Naomi shrugged. "Then... then he missed out and someone better will eventually come along."

Y/n nodded, wanting to talk about something a little happier. "So... I showed him my eye."

"You did," Naomi said cautiously. "I wasn't going to bring it up, but, damn dude. How do you feel?"

"Good. Great. I know it's small and insignificant but it doesn't feel that way."

"I don't think it's insignificant. It definitely shows you trust him a lot."

"He said I have pretty eyes," Y/n whispered excitedly, making Naomi laugh.

"You do! You really do."

"Speaking of thinking things are pretty, George knows?? What does that mean? Have you guys video called or what? I've been so stuck in my pity party that I have no idea what's going on with that!"

Naomi turned pink but her confident smile never faded. She slowed down and Y/n followed suit, both taking drinks from their water. "Can we sit for a minute?" Naomi asked as she nodded towards a large tree trunk. Y/n nodded and they sat down together, bikes haphazardly thrown to the side of the trail.

"So?"

"So," Naomi started. "George."

"George," Y/n prompted. "What's going on?"

"I like him a lot. And... he told me he likes me."

Y/n raised her eyebrows and beamed at her friend. "Really? Naomi, that's great! That's so awesome, I'm so happy for you!"

Naomi let out a small squeal before blushing. "I know. We're both a little worried because of long-distance but we decided to not think about it until after the trip. Then we'll work out how often we want to see each other and stuff."

"Wait, so, are you guys, like, dating?"

Naomi hummed. "No? But I have joked about how I'm going to kiss him as soon as I see him and it always makes him turn bright red and he just laughs and is like, 'you're an idiot', so that's a good sign."

Y/n laughed. "Yeah, sounds like George."

"Sorry I haven't told you sooner. I just feel like since you're so confused about everything with Dream that it would be like I'm bragging or something? And I didn't want to make you sad that I'm talking to this boy so much and—"

"Naomi," Y/n smiled and grabbed her arm. "It's okay. I'm not upset by it. I'm so so happy for you, really."

Naomi let out a breath of relief. "Thanks, Y/n. You're a really good friend."

"You make it easy to be a good friend to you," she said with a smile and a scrunched nose. "You're the best. I love you."

"I love you too," Naomi giggled and threw her arms around Y/n, forcing a hug even if she didn't want it. Y/n accepted it anyway, hugging her friend back tightly.

"Alright, break's over. Let's finish this thing. How much more do we have to go?"

Naomi checked the map on her phone. "About a mile. Think you can manage not falling off for another mile?"

"What?"

"I promised Dream I wouldn't let you get hurt."

Y/n rolled her eyes fondly. "He's so stupid."

"Maybe, but you like it."

"Who on Earth knows why? Oh! That reminds me," Y/n said as she got back on her bike and rode slowly next to Naomi. "I forgot to mention a huge detail."

"Ugh, you never stop talking about him," Naomi teased. "Just kidding, what happened? I want to know everything."

"This involves you and Karl. How do you feel about taking a detour to Florida before the trip?"

______

When Y/n got home, she showered while Naomi made them dinner. "Today was fun," she said as she sat down at the kitchen table. "We need to hang out more, just the two of us. Thank you so much," she added as Naomi handed her a plate off food.

Naomi nodded. "Agreed. But when do we ever have time when you aren't streaming and I'm not doing school or working?"

"Hmm, true. For a job with a flexible schedule, I don't feel very flexible. Maybe I should promise to join less streams."

"But then I can't join streams," Naomi joked with a laugh.

"Just ask George. I'm not your closest streamer friend anymore apparently," she fake pouted and Naomi blushed.

"He wants me to join one of his streams except neither of us want anyone to know so he thinks it'll be suspicious if it's just him and I."

'Wait, no one else knows you two have been talking?"

"Well, Dream does based on his joke earlier but you're the only person that either of us have told that we're, like, actually talking."

"Oh, I feel so special!"

Naomi laughed. "Good. You are."

Y/n smiled and looked down as her phone vibrated on the table.

"Boyfriend calling?" Naomi teased with one eyebrow quirked.

Y/n stuck her tongue out. "Wouldn't you like that?"

"I would like that. Date him."

"Oh, shut up," Y/n said with a laugh. "But actually, Dream invited me to get back on and hang out."

"So I was right?"

"No."

"Well, go ahead, I won't stop you."

"Thanks, Naomi. I had fun today, thanks for forcing me out of my room and for dinner."

"Anytime dude," she giggled. "Put that sponge down, I'll clean up."

"But you made dinner. Let me help."

"No! Go, your boyfriend is waiting for you. I got it."

Y/n ignored her and started cleaning dishes and putting them in the dishwasher.

"You're the worst. Love you."

"Love you!" Y/n called back as she walked to her room. She got on her desktop and opened Discord while she waited for Minecraft to load.

"Who just joined?" Tubbo asked in a tired voice. "Oh, Bugsy, hello again!"

"Hi!" she greeted back. "How's everyone doing?"

"Good, good, good. How was your, uh, thing? Bikes... or something?" Ranboo asked.

"Yeah, I went on a bike ride with my roommate. It was fun! The weather was super good today so it was good."

"Is it the roommate who's coming on the trip with us?" Tubbo asked.

"Yup," she replied. Ranboo fake whined and Y/n's heart hurt a little. "Ranboo I wish you could come."

"Me too. It would be fun but also very scary," he chuckled and Y/n nodded. "But I'm busy anyway."

"I'm terrified," she admitted. "So I fully understand."

"It's going to be good, Bug," Dream reassured softly, sending butterflies to her stomach. "I promise."

"Why are you terrified?" Tubbo asked.

"Um... just... you know... showing my face to everyone," she said with a small laugh. "Kinda weird." Though, admittedly, she was much less nervous than a few hours ago before she showed Dream her eye.

"Well, Dream has seen you, hasn't he?" Ranboo asked.

"No, what makes you think that?"

"He hasn't?" Tubbo spoke up. "I'm shocked! I could have sworn he had."

"What, why? Dream asked.

"You guys are just super close so I guess we assumed," Tubbo explained.

"No, we are close, Bug is just a tease," Dream joked and Y/n scoffed.

"Oh, whatever. You've seen more than anyone else."

"What?" Ranboo asked with a slight panic in his voice. "What, uh, what does that mean? Oh gosh."

"She showed me her eye today!" Dream announced like it was a huge deal. Which, it kinda was. "But she's a tease because that's all she showed."

"Why do you want to see her so bad, huh Dream?" Ranboo teased. "Hmm???"

"So I can call her pretty without her yelling at me that I can't know," Dream stated bluntly.

Y/n buried her face in her hands, the Minecraft welcome screen long forgotten, and laughed. "I cannot stand you, Dream."

"Awe!!" Tubbo cooed. "Bugsy, give the poor man a break, why don't you show him?"

When she normally would have taken that sort of comment to heart and would have beaten herself up about not showing him, she lifted her head to look at her screen. 'Give the poor man a break'.

"No, Tubbo, she doesn't owe me anything," Dream said with a nervous laugh. "Don't pressure her!!"

"I'm not! I'm not pressuring her to do anything!" Tubbo defended. "I was just joking! But it would be so easy to just send a picture of your face."

"But she doesn't want to and I respect that. Ranboo, are you still on the SMP? Where are you?"

Y/n tuned out the conversation, which had quickly changed topics, scrolling right to the picture she found the other day of her sitting on her bed. She didn't think twice. It just felt right.

Sent

"So, the next manhunt is going to have five hunters or what? Like what's changing?" Ranboo asked. "I think it's super cool that you're continuing the series."

"Yeah," Dream started to explain. "I'm trying to see who would be the best to have as the fifth person to make it—"

Y/n's heart pounded in her ears as she listened to the new silence, waiting for some verbal indication from Dream that everything was okay. That he saw the picture and that everything was still okay.

But he was dead silent.

"Dream?" Ranboo laughed. "Uhhhhh...."

"Uh.." Tubbo laughed too. "Did he break? Dream?"

Y/n bit down on her hoodie sleeve in anticipation and excitement, surprised that there were butterflies in her chest instead of raging thunderstorms of fear.

A loud sound banged through her headphones and her eyes darted to the Discord to see it came from Dream's mic. "Dream?" she asked softly. Did this man just knock something off of his desk?

His regard for them being on call with others completely evaporated. "Holy shit, Bug," he breathed out. "I-Is that you?"

"Sure is," she hummed.

"What the hell?!" he shouted, joy and surprise laced in his voice.

"Wait, what happened?" Tubbo asked before sounding excited. "Did you actually send him a picture of yourself?"

"Mhm," she hummed. "Maybe."

"AHHA! YOU BROKE HIM!" Tubbo laughed.

"Error: Dream.exe broke," Ranboo teased. "Man's files broke at the sight of Bugsy Games. Headlines tomorrow: Bugsy Games murders DreamWasTaken with a selfie."

"Oh, shut up," she breathed.

"Text me back right now," Dream demanded.

Y/n giggled as the other two teased Dream but she picked up her phone and found his one-word response.

Seconds later, Dream's voice was back in her ears. "Uh... I'm gonna get off. I have a lot to process."

Tubbo and Ranboo laughed loudly. "A lot to process?? HAHAHA! Just say you're in love with her and move on."

"WhaaAATT?" Dream yelled. "I-I'm not in love with her, what the hell is wrong with you, Tubbo?"

Y/n laughed, agreeing with him even though it kinda hurt. He didn't have to sound too shocked at the accusation.

"Have fun processing," Ranboo said. "Are you staying Bugsy?"

"Nah, I'm gonna get off too. I'm pretty tired."

"Are you going to be in Big Q's stream tomorrow though?"

She hummed. "I don't know. I didn't know he was streaming tomorrow."

"Oh, I thought he invited you?"

"Guess not. He just lost points."

Dream laughed. "Good."

"Well... we should stream together soon," Ranboo said. "I think that would be really cool."

"I do too! We definitely should. If you have any ideas or anything let me know, okay?"

"Yeah, I will!" he promised. "Talk to you later."

"Bye guys," she said before disconnecting. She noticed Dream linger in the call for a little bit even though he said he was leaving and she decided to get ready for bed, turning off her computer and walking to her closet. She was stopped by some texts though. Priorities.

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