#except I don’t actually want to watch the movie I want to play the scenarios in ny head with my blorbos plugged into it

[runraerun]

May God forgive me but a Hot Frosty!Steddie AU where Eddie (being a freak) ((and also a little high)) kisses a snowman and unknowingly brings it to life. ☃️ *dodges rotten tomato*

Hey, if you didn’t want Eddie to make out sloppy style with your snowman then why did you make him so hot, huh??? Why did you carve abs into him? Why’d you give him bedroom eyes?! 😒Anyway… as I was saying…

Eddie leaves, accidentally leaving behind his battle vest on the snowman, heading home to Forest Hills trailer park. Dude’s totally oblivious to the fact that he just performed a freaking miracle, shattering almost every law in the known universe, all because he thought a snowman was fine as hell.

Hot Frosty (aka our boy Steve), can’t do anything but think of Eddie. It’s his first fully formed thought he has as his snowy skin melts and gives way to human flesh. When he sucks in his first breath of cold, winter art, he exhales with Eddie’s name on his tongue. His fingers reach up and gently touch his freshly kissed lips. The kiss that brought him to life; the first and only touch of warmth he’s ever received.

Steve’s not wearing anything besides a very worn denim vest, covered in colorful patches—the one Eddie so thoughtfully gave him. Otherwise, he’s naked as a jay bird. Thankfully, being a snowman, he doesn’t mind the cold. :)

He walks around town, approaching the various townsfolk, asking if they know where Eddie is. He’s looking for Eddie. Do you know Eddie? Y’know, Eddie, the one who loves me. The one who kissed me tonight. He needs to find Eddie. Eddie will be looking for him too, no doubt.

Eventually though, someone calls the fuzz on this very attractive, very confused young man who’s walking around the snow bare-assed and bare-footed. Hopper immediately recognizes the battle vest—he’s busted Munson enough times, and he’s always wearing that beat up thing. So he calls up the Munson residence, but there’s no answer. He leaves a voicemail instead, growling at him to come pick up his clearly distressed boyfriend before Hopper presses public indecency charges.

How will Eddie react when he hears the message?! Will Eddie believe hot frosty!Steve’s far-fetched tale?! WILL THEY FUCK?! (answers: Very confused, not at first, & HELL YEAH THEY DO)

[foldingfittedsheets]

You know when you’re in a bad situation and you make up little scenarios for how you’ll deal with the absolute most terrible next thing that could happen?

But then that thing never happens and all the imaginary scenarios with plans C-Z never need to be implemented?

I had one (1) time in my life that it actually played out that I needed the exact response to a scenario I had anticipated.

At the time I was living with my ex down in Arizona with, and I don’t capitalize this lightly, The Worst Roommates I’ve Ever Had. They were truly the absolute worst. My ex was friends with the boyfriend, so he and his girlfriend offered to move in with us when I moved down.

They picked the house, which was $1000 out of our budget, subsidized by the girlfriends mom. They had an extremely obese dog and a cat. Because they were moving in before us they filled the house entirely with all their stuff and felt entitled to kick us out of any area because of that.

We were watching a movie? Too bad, that was their tv and couch. When we argued we hadn’t been given the option to have a couch, tv, dishes, or literally anything except a bed they basically just shrugged. Things were in general very terrible and the communication was worse, but the straw that broke us was when they brought home a new puppy with absolutely no warning.

This led to a forty five minute full on screaming match and both couples retreating to their rooms, fuming. My mind was spinning very quickly though, because we had loudly declared we’d be moving out and this couple had shown that they viewed the house as theirs. I told my ex my worry but she shrugged it off as irrational.

After an hour of cooldown the boyfriend came into the hallway and I stepped out to meet him.

“Since you guys are moving out we don’t want you using our dishes or pans anymore,” he declared. That was my exact fear.

There wasn’t space to store additional dishes of our own, or the pans that I had in storage. So we’d have had a month of paper plates and no ability to cook or utensils to eat with.

I smiled and said, “I thought you might say that. If that’s the case, then I don’t believe we’ll be paying the water or electricity bills which are entirely in your name and don’t affect us.” Them camping out on all the ownership and leaving us out suddenly had a consequence.

He looked stunned and after a moment just said, “Well played.” He turned and walked back down the hall. I heard him repeat it to his girlfriend through the door as it closed, “That was really well played.”

I retreated to our room, shaking and stressed but proud that I’d scored a point. Our move went off alright and we settled into what would go down as the sketchiest place I’ve ever lived, but at least I didn’t have to worry about when I was allowed to watch TV.

[sweet-honey-tears]

🌸If You Give Them Your Hand BNHA🌸

Characters: Sero, Bakugou, Denki, Hawk, Shoto, Shinso, Izuku {GenderNeutral Reader}

What happens when you give the Boys of BNHA your hand? Some are you just straight up give them your hand, others are scenario. As always feel free to leave a request and thank you all so much for the support! ❤️🥺

Warning: Swearing and there are some suggestive parts.

◾️🟨Sero 🟨◾️

Sero was working in the kitchen, putting dishes away while making something for lunch for the both of you. Music swayed in the air as you approached. Your hand, and arm, outstretched waiting for his reaction. Sero seemed a tad bit startled by your sudden presence and then at your action. Like you just walked into the kitchen with your arm in front of you… what is happening? He looked at you, puzzled for a moment before smiling. The confusion in his eyes was gone.

He grabbed your hand, kissed your knuckles first, then wrist, then made his way up your arm. He kissed your cheek, nose, then lips. His eyes met yours, the red blush evident on your face as you stared at him.

“Entertained Amor?”

💥Katsuki Bakugou💥

Bakugou is sitting on the couch with your dog watching TV. Some old American movie about a superhero is playing, and Bakugou seems both hypnotized and confused. “Rip off ALL MIGHT” he mutters. You walk over to him, standing at his side as you place your arm/hand out, waiting.

“What are you doing Dumbass?”

You don’t answer, just smirk at him. He glanced back at the movie, pausing it and turning his full attention onto you. Wtf are you doing? He carefully grabs your hand, wondering if you have some stupid trick shocker in it. But nothing- nothing except your reaction. You smile, and it clicks. It's that stupid TikTok thing.

He gives you this sweet smile and brings your hand to his lips. He turns your palm to face him, before licking your entire hands and wrist. His snarky smile comes through as you see his sharp  canines.

“Kat that's so gross!” You try to yank your hand away but he won’t let you.

“Aw come on Teddy Bear, we've done a lot grosser.”

“Kat-”

“Like last night we-”

“KAT STOP!”

⚡️Denki⚡️

Denki had just stepped back into the house, sweaty from the gym and hazy. His eyes land on you, your arm and hand outstretched and he just stares. He’s both tired and a bit out of it so it takes him a good couple of seconds to realize what the hell is happening. Then he does He grabs your hand and kisses your knuckles. He then, of course, does his little flirty wink and smile, gazing up at you through his bands and eyelashes.

“I thought you wanted me to pull your finger for a moment” he laughs, your hand still in his as he weaves them together, standing up straight.

You can't help that laugh that leaves your chest at the confession. He chuckles too, more so at your bubbly laugh.

🪶Keigo (HAWKS)🪶

Hawks had just left the bathroom from showering when he saw you. Standing there with your arm outstretched towards him. Your hair is mused and you're dressed for bed. Usually, he’d take that as an invitation but today, he just needed to be close to you. Something happened today, something that’s weighing heavy on his heart and mind. And he just needs you. Needs you close. Keigo gives you a soft smile before moving towards you, hand holding yours as his other cups your back. One of his feathers departs and goes towards the record player in the corner, flicking the record over and putting it on. The two of you just dance, both slowly stepping to the beat of the music as the sun fully sets. At some point, his wings cave around the both of you, protecting you from everything outside.

“I love you chickadee”

🌿 Izuku Midoriya🌿

Izuku takes it as a hint to pull you to him since you were sitting down. Laying down actually, you both had just woken up but

Another lovely morning in bed was ruined by Izuku’s alarm. Hero work. You grumbled and groaned as you felt Izuku try to unweave himself from you. Trying his best to not wake you, but it didn’t matter. You had become somewhat used to his work schedule at this point, being able to wake up even without his alarm going off. But that doesn't mean you were happy about it.

“ZooZoo come back.”

You groaned as you peeked open your eyes to see your boyfriend shut the bathroom door; trying to stop the bathroom light from hitting you. Time passed by and you found yourself more awake, now in the kitchen making coffee for the two of you, sitting on the counter as you waited. You could hear Izuku moving around, putting on his hero uniform. You hummed as you saw his familiar head of hair enter. You reached your arms out to him, wanting a hug because I mean- you didn’t get to have your peaceful morning with him. But, he thought you need him to pull you down. Why? Because he usually has to pull you out of bed. And his un-caffeinated, tired mind processed you as still being in bed. (Man had a hard week, cut him some slack.) But unlike those times, when he’d tug you out from the covers, you weren’t prepared for the jank off the counter. So you go pretty much flying from the counter and crumble to the ground since you had no balance. Izuku reacted fast, thanks to constantly training his reflexes, and catches you, his arms going under yours

“Well, that didn't go as planned.”

“Heh yeah sorry.”

“What happens?”

“I think my mind processed you as still being in bed.”

“Izu…baby… I think you need a day off. Just some rest. It’s been months.” Your hands cupped his face.

“Yeah, maybe your right…alright let’s go back to bed. I’ll grab us some coffee and call the commission.”

He then pushes your body up, pretty much throwing you in the air slightly till he's holding your thigh, your hands rest on his shoulders.

🧊Shoto Todoroki🔥

It was right after he did a meet and greet, you had been hanging out on the side watching. Ensuring that everything worked and went smoothly. Thankfully this one had been only two hours, not eight. Yet it came right after a rather intense interview with the press. You watched with grated TEETH as they poked and prodded Shoto for information about his family. Fucking bastards.

And the minute it ended, when both the interview and meet and greet were done, you could see the toil it took on Shoto. How his shoulders slouched a bit and his back caved. He was emotionally tired and done with socializing for the day. You walked up to him, arm outstretched ready to give him a side hug, your other arm holding fan mail and whatever esle. Yet out of the corner of his eye, he only saw a hand. His back became straighter and his shoulders rolled back. He turned to you, and you watched as Shoto enter into ‘Hero Greet’ mode. He grabbed your hand. His grip was firm and gentle as he shook it. He gave you that award-winning smile, the one you see every fan post about when they meet him. He’s about to open his mouth, about to greet you with his robotic lines until he realizes it's you. His grip doesn't loosen and instead, he pulls you into his chest. His other arm wraps around your waist as he kisses your forehead.

“Ready to head home?” You ask

“Hm”

🧠Hitoshi Shinso 🧠

You had been sitting on the couch, Shinso’s head rested in your lap as he watched the Tv. The evening had been uneventful, a nice change to the chaotic week that had perused earlier. To say the least, both of you were grateful for this slow night. Your fingers weaved in and out of his hair, and your other hand rested lax against his shoulder. To be honest, you were both zoned out to the film. Your fingers stopped momentarily brushing his hair which broke Shinso from his haze and drowsiness. His eyes shifted up towards you, he could see the sleepiness in your eyes and your struggle to stay awake. You always tried to stay awake with him, keep him company on the night his insomnia was really bad.

His hand reaches up, grabbing your free hand on his shoulder. He lightly pulled your hand to his face, brought your palms to his lips, and kissed it.

“Go to sleep kitty. It’s been a long day.”

[gojos-thot-patrol]

please could we get cuddling headcanons for gojo geto and nanami. seriously though i love your blog your one of my new favourite writers!

Oh reader, that is so sweet of you to say! Thank you so much Dear. and flattery will get you everywhere around here <3 that being said,

Now Presenting...

Starring: Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, and Ryomen Sukuna (I had to cast him, I'm sorry!)

Satoru Gojo

His love language is physical touch, so you know this man is a massive cuddle bug! If you have the opportunity, you guys are cuddling.

This may be controversial but I stand by this next take: He is the little spoon. Like, He’ll be the big spoon, but he 100% prefers to be the little spoon

He’s a soft boy that just needs a hug ok? Protect him!

His favorite date nights are stay at home movie nights. Not because he likes movies, he does, but it’s not why. He’s excited to hold you close while you drift to sleep, the soft sounds of you snoring reminding him that there is beauty in the small moments of life.

I feel so bad for you guys in the summer, because it doesn’t matter to him how hot it is, he’s going to cuddle with you. You’re going to pass out tangled in his arms and wake up tangled in them. Who needs his giant California king, if he has it his way, y'all take up only enough space for a twin

He just wants to hold you while the two of you whisper about your future together. The colors of your wedding, how many kids the two of you wanted, where you’d move your family once it was all said and done.

It’s all fantasy, of course. The equivalent of making up the most dramatic scenarios to soothe yourself to sleep. But still, it gives him a fleeting sense of comfort. Late at night, when it’s just him and the sound of your steady heart-beat, it gives him hope that maybe, just maybe, one day he won’t just be playing domestic with you. He can actually be domestic with you.

Maybe that's why Gojo values cuddling so much. He’s intimacy starved and needs to create it in anyway, ya know?

Anyways, moral of the story is: Satoru loves cuddling, and I hope you do too!

 Sidenote: I just know this man gives the best hugs/cuddles. His arms are that long for a reason god damn it.

Suguru Geto

…..He’s not a big cuddler- HEY HEY, PUT AWAY THE PITCHFORKS, LET ME EXPLAIN-

He’s not a big cuddler! It’s hot, he doesn’t know where to put his limbs, and his arm always falls asleep. 

Which is why when you insist on cuddling with him and he's actually comfortable it’s kind of a big deal for him. (See? Put down your torches.)

He still doesn’t want to admit that he likes cuddling though. At this point it’s like, almost a pride thing. So he’s a sneaky cuddler. 

You’re watching Hulu on the couch when suddenly there's an arm around you. You go to sleep on separate sides of the bed but wake up tangled in his arms. You’re quietly reading on your front porch and suddenly his arms are wrapped around you, asking you about the book.

My point being, He never directly asks for cuddles, he just kinda cuddles you then reads your body language to see if he’s welcome or not, ya feel?

I will say, and yall should see this coming, the only time he’s openly receptive to cuddles is when he’s showing you new music. 

He’ll hold you close, playing with your fingers while the two of you discuss lyrical meanings and parts of the music you like. 

He’ll tap out the beat of the song on your thigh while he holds you what feels impossibly close, kissing the top of your head. You could feel the vibration in his chest as he hummed along to the melody. Music will always be how Suguru feels intimacy.

I really do always bring it back to music with him, don’t I?

Kento Nanami

Nanami honestly feels neutral about cuddling. If you want it, cool! If not, also cool. He doesn’t crave it the way Gojo does, but he also isn’t against it the way Geto is.

The exception being after a mission. Especially the missions that take him away from home. When he gets home from those, he’s dropping his bags on the floor then holding out his arms and making grabby hands.

Missions always suck for Nanami since he started dating you, because now he’s scared of death. Don’t get me wrong, beforehand he wasn’t suicidal or anything- he for sure wasn’t going to make stupid moves or put his life at risk. But death also didn’t scare him, it just came with the job.

But now you’re here. And he knows that if he dies, It’s going to destroy you. He can’t have that, so his already stressful job just got 10000 times more stressful, because literally every mission is a brush with death for a first grade sorcerer.

So when he gets home, The only thing he wants is to collapse on your shared bed, and hold the person he does all of this for. It’s the reward he gets for making it this far.

It’s quiet too. Nanami is not one to talk about his work, but you can tell how stressful it was by how long he insists on cuddling with you. Only an hour or two? Eh, probably not that big of a deal. But one time he literally held you until you both fell asleep and well into the next morning. Satoru let you know that Nanami actually almost died that night, and only survived thanks to Shoko being a healer. 

Nanami almost killed him for telling you. He never wants you to worry.

Also he’s definitely the big spoon. Look at him. Tell me I’m wrong.

He just takes comfort in your presence, knowing you’re there and you love him helps.

Someone give Nanami a hug for me, thank youuu

Ryomen Sukuna

Oh Ryomen, my boy. What are we going to do with you? You’re not a part of the request and you don’t fit it, but I have to force you into all things, don’t I?

As a heads up, Sukuna comes with a slight nsfw warning. It is suggestive.

Sukuna is not into cuddling. Really, he’s ambivalent at best, against at worst, any touch that doesn’t lead to sex.

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t cuddle though. If you’re watching tv or going to bed and it's convenient, whatever. He won’t push you away. 

He’s not going to hide anything that pops up either if you get what I’m saying. He’s less of a ‘oh my bad’ type of guy and more of a ‘and what are you gonna do about it?’ kinda guy.

Now, all of that being said, I’ve said before that Sukuna lives in a domestic delusion with you in his head. So if you go too long without asking him to cuddle up with you, he gets angry about it. Like, what, is he not good enough to cuddle you now?! Get over here and accept his affection!

If that sounds confusing to you that's because yes. It is!

Really, the tragedy of Ryomen is that he craves intimacy and affection, but he can never bring himself to admit that because that would mean weakness and vulnerability. He wants you to recognize that he needs these things without him telling you. Like, of course he likes cuddling! He doesn’t kill you when you cuddle him, does that not make it obvious! It shouldn’t matter he’s told you he doesn’t like it!

God I feel so bad for all the Sukuna girlies out there.

Me, it’s me. I may be Gojos-Thot-Patrol, but I am 1000% Ryomens thot 🫀

Oh, as a final bit, his favorite part about cuddling with you is your warmth. You heard me. He’s always cold as a curse, and can’t really generate his own body heat. So yours is intoxicating. If he could spend eternity basking in your warmth, he would <3

[purplepixel]

Hi I saw in your pinned post that you've read over 1,000 TMNT fics. Do you have a few really good ones you would recommend?

(don't feel any pressure to respond if you don't want to)

Oh boy this is...quite an ask. Especially bc fanfic recs are so personal? What I think is a good fic will be vastly different from other people. I have a really high angst tolerance, so please double check tags with these. Also keep in mind that I mainly read donnie-centric fics.

Here are my personal favorites! My hand slipped and I have more than just a few to recommend...what can I say there are so many good fics.

CRACK BUT READS LIKE CANON

Back To School by Em_H | 10,965 [FINISHED]

Donnie enrolls in April’s school and tries to juggle his packed schedule. A shrek play is included. Do I need to say more?

☆ In Volvunt: a RotTMNT Fanfiction ☆ by kittylittersmoothie | 27,082 [FINISHED]

In which the rest of the bros continuously try and fail to rick roll donnie. A war is started, alliances are made, betrayals occur, this is a hilarious feel good fic. It’s very in line with the show tonal wise and the dialogue is very rise

Mikey's Jam-Packed, Guaranteed to Get Donnie's Memory Back, Friendship Tour! By Eyse | 92,972 [ON-GOING]

Donnie wakes up with no memory of anyone including himself. Que his brothers trying to find ways to get his memory back. Has some of the most wacky adventures and scenarios I’ve ever encountered in a rise fic. Feels like you’re reading the actual show

YOU WILL BE EMOTIONALLY DESTROYED

Quiet Your Mind by daedelweiss | 18,081 [FINISHED]

Fusion Au with the disaster twins set in the bad future timeline. I don’t cry. This one made me cry. Bittersweet ending.

Telepathy (of a Twin Variety) by vosian_nightmare | 24,423 [FINISHED] 

My personal favorite twin telepathy fic. Character study on the disaster twins.

Something Borrowed, Something Blue by Cass_Phoenix | 31,963 [FINISHED]

A Donnie from an alternate reality kidnaps Leo. Or is he bringing him home? This one will fuck with your mind. One of my bookmark notes is “Reality existentialism” 

Firefight by remrose | 94,480 [ON-GOING]

What if donnie gets trapped in the prison dimension with leo? I’m usually not a fan of changing plot points in the rise movie or suicidal leo, but this fic is the exception. It is VERY well written and has some of the best exchanges between the disaster twins. You WILL be scared for the characters and your heart WILL be crushed. Proud to say I was here for this fic since chapter 1 bc that NEVER happens with me

THE CROSSOVERS

Familiar Places, Foreign Faces by Petra4President | 36,434 [ON-GOING]

Rise/2012 Crossover Fic. The Rise Donnie & 2012 Raph fic I didn’t ask for (I read this before watching 2012) but didn’t realize I NEEDED. Donnie gets sent to the 2012 universe and must find a way home. 

A Tale of Spirits by unorthodoxx | 168,344 [ON-GOING]

Rise/Avatar the Last Airbender AU. This one is pretty popular so I won't say anything else except its really good.

I WOULD BOOK BIND THESE

All I have to say about these fics is that they’re REALLY good and BOOK WORTHY

Monsters Among Us by DanzinoraSwitch | 86,136 [FINISHED]

Violet Hues and Holy Blue by SibillaScribbles08 | 115,752 [FINISHED]

I May Be Invisible, but I Still Look Good by Dandy | 124,862 [FINISHED]

MY PERSONAL COMFORT FICS

Things will never be the same (but that's okay) by Petra4President | 14,493 [FINISHED]

Post movie aftermath fic that focuses on the changes created by the events of the movie. Idk what specifically has me rereading this occasionally, but its really well written and a little different than most aftermath fics I've read.

Corrupted Upgrade by Dandy | 25,898 [FINISHED]

Donnie Villain AU with a twist. He really gives off megamind vibes. DO NOT BE FOOLED. THERE’S A REASON EVERYONE IS OUT OF CHARACTER IN THE BEGINNING. I almost slept on this fic and it became one of my favorites. It’s the type of fic that I can read over and over and over.

Turning Purple by Lizardstuff | 48,123 [ON-GOING]

Donnie slowly gets more and more sick post rise movie and the rest of the characters must find out what’s wrong and find a cure. THIS ONE’S FOR YOU, MEDICAL NERDS. Author has done research and any inaccuracies have gone over this EMT’s head. I reread this one every chapter update and every time I’m haunted by “the blueberry french toast paragraph” No I will not explain further, go read it.

MY TOP FIC RECOMMENDATION

Spider's Web with Strings Attached by CurlySwirly | 125,661 [ON-GOING]

Donnie and Leo get kidnapped and are forced to fight in the battle nexus. This is my pick for the most well written fanfic and most in canon characterization with ALL the characters. You will HEAR the characters not just through the dialogue but also through the writing itself. As the reader, you will be beaten down and have your heart crushed mercilessly which makes the pay off the most rewarding, satisfying experience that I've personally ever felt with a fanfic. This fic lives in my head rent free and I think about it at least once a day. It is my all time favorite rise fic and I highly recommend it.

[vendetta-if]

Happy Father's day to our Papa Viktor 😭❤️ can we request a short scenario of them celebrating Father's day pls? 🥺

Aww 🥰 Of course! The scenario ends up being a bit longer than I expected, so I have put it under the cut! ❤️

Father’s Day Drabble — Viktor

You are sitting on a bench in the arcade, watching your kid and Ash flitting around from one game to the next, skipping around excitedly. It never fails to make you smile, seeing them so happy.

They’ve been in the Arcade for a couple of hours now, maybe more. Usually, you don’t really let them stay for this long, but today’s an exception.

If someone had told you that you’d be a father eight years ago, you probably would have laughed in their face. But here you are, spending the day hanging out and celebrating Father’s Day with your child and their best friend.

You remember how you used to celebrate Father’s Day with your father too. He was such a busy man—and still is, you’d wager—but even he had always managed to make time to spend with his family, even if it rarely span the whole day like this.

He’d cancel and rearrange meetings with important people, just so he could have lovely and peaceful dinners or lunches with you, Luka, and your mother. And most times, he would hang out and talk with you and Luka or even sit down and watch some movies that Luka picked.

You sigh wearily. It’s memories like these that sometimes make you really want to reach out to him first. And then, you’d remind yourself why you ran away and usually, it’d be enough for you to shoot down the idea instantly.

But not this time.

It has been years since you last met him and your mother face-to-face, and Luka, your mother, and even Cara have been asking and begging you to go to New York for a visit.

Just the other day, your mother talked to you over the phone about throwing a private and small Christmas celebration later this year and how you should come with Sasha, Luka, Cara, and Ash. She even told you about how she and your father have been dying inside to meet their very first grandchild.

It made you feel guilty and the guilt is still eating at your heart right now. You feel yourself caving in.

“Maybe. I’ll see,” you answered her, and that was enough to lift up her mood and you could hear the hint of joy seeping into her tone.

And it was not until the call was over and you were lying in bed at night that you fully realized that you were not lying to her. You actually are contemplating on visiting them this Christmas with Sasha.

Well, you still have months to make up your mind about it. For now, you’ll just set it aside and enjoy this day with your child.

You see Sasha and Ash playing at the basketball arcade machine. Ash is throwing ball after ball at the hoop and the score quickly climbing up, while Sasha is intently focused on grabbing and passing the balls to Ash, tongue stuck out in concentration.

You chuckle at their impressive teamwork. And sure enough, a few seconds later, the machine stops and spews out a long line of tickets. Sasha and Ash whoop and high-five. Sasha hands the other tickets they have been accumulating to Ash before bending down and grabbing the new line of tickets, quickly counting them one by one as they roll the long line into a more manageable size.

Sasha finishes counting and pumps their fist in excitement before the two of them bound toward where you’re sitting.

“Dad! Dad! Where’s the rest of the tickets? I think we have enough!” Sasha babbles almost breathlessly.

You pat the little plastic bag full of tickets beside you. Those are the tickets that the two of them have saved up before today.

“Don’t worry, it’s safe with me,” you chuckle as you hand it over to Sasha who quickly snatches it.

“Thanks, Dad! Wait here, okay? We’re going to trade these in and then we’re ready to go!” Sasha grins before taking off towards the ticket counter, Ash swiftly trailing behind them.

“Hey! Don’t run so fast or you’ll trip!” you call out after them and you see them slow down a bit into a jog. You shake your head exasperatedly.

Five minutes later, the two of them return but you can’t see whatever toy they exchanged the tickets for in their hands and Sasha is bowing their head.

“Did you have any trouble exchanging the tickets?” you ask, frowning as you lean forward.

Sasha shakes their head and before you can blink, they launch themself at you and bury their face in your chest. You hug them back, still surprised, but then you feel their body shake.

And for a second, you’re ready to stomp up to the ticket counter to have a talk with the staff. Thankfully, you haven’t moved yet because Sasha lifts their head and instead of a teary face, you see a widely grinning face.

“Sasha?” you ask, confused.

“Happy Father’s Day, Dad!” they exclaim, pulling out a black metal ring.

“Is… Is that for me?” you gape, reaching out tentatively.

“Yes! Who else?” Sasha giggles.

You take the ring gently in your hand and inspect it. It’s just a simple band of black metal with chrome accent. It might look like nothing special, but to you, it has become one of your most important possessions.

“I have one too! So we can match!” Sasha lifts up an identical ring and shows it to you. “I can’t wear it yet though, because it’s still a bit loose…” they pout. “Can you wear it, Dad?”

You try to put it on, but it’s stuck on the second knuckle. Sasha’s shoulders slump in disappointment.

“Hey, hey. Don’t be sad! I really love the gift! Thank you, baby,” you quickly reassure them. “We’ll get chains so we can hang it around our neck. How about that?”

Sasha perks up. “Whoa! That’s a really good idea, Dad!” They hand their ring to you. “Can you help hold it for me in the meantime, Dad? I don’t want to lose it.”

“Of course, baby,” you say, putting the two rings in the inner pocket of your jacket safely. “Now, who’s up for some ice cream?” you ask as you take them in your arms and stand up.

“Me! Me!” Sasha squeals, kicking their little legs excitedly. “I want the cookies and cream flavour!”

“How about you, Ash?” you ask, as you take their hand in yours.

“Rocky Road!” they answer eagerly. “Or maybe I’ll try a new flavour!”

“Alright,” you chuckle. “Let’s go then.”

[darkfictionjude]

About your angst vs lighthearted games question.

So, I don't think this question truly applies to me. Well, not in the sense that I could give you a clear preference.

First things first, I will avoid both extremes. I despise purely comedic stories and what not, so if it's something like that (imagine a sitcom like scenario), I will just skip it. But I also find totally unappealing a game that is 100% bleak and where it seems clear there's 0 chance for a good ending. My reasoning is that a game without stakes is bland and a game without "reward" (aka good ending) isn't worth my time. I think a good game has both angsty and sweet and/or funny moments, but ultimately the player CAN obtain what can be considered a good ending out of it. Otherwise, why put the effort, you know? So any game I play, it means I'm under the assumption good endings are possible, even if the path there is very angsty or even hard to achieve.

Now, I do love drama, but I basically like a story that has balance. If it's only angst, I will get bored. If it's too positive, I will get bored too. I'm a sucker for hurt-comfort, so it tracks.

To give more context to my opinions, it basically all relates to interactive vs non-interactive media. In non-interactive media like movies or books, you just have to watch or read the piece of fiction you're "witnessing it", and that's it. You don't have to "actively" DO anything. Since you're not putting in any "actual effort", you don't need a "proper reward". It sounds weird said like that, but basically, because of that, I accept that sometimes a piece of non-interactive media has a bad ending or that it's fully lighthearted without stakes because, you know, I'm just there watching or reading it and I don't have to "fight for it". But with interactive media, the player puts in real effort. It doesn't matter if it's a classic RPG where you have to literally fight, explore the world and what not, or a text based game like IF and VNs where you have to make the right choices and think about your decisions. At the end of the day, you are fighting for a reward and facing the consequences of YOUR actions. And so, if I decide to do that, I need a reward at the end of the journey. Some people will say that there's catharsis in a bad ending sometimes, but I personally don't experience that. I didn't hate all bad/sad endings to pieces of fiction I witnessed, but every single bad/sad ending just left me frustrated and was the opposite of cathartic, even if it wasn't always hated per se. It was always a "not bad as a whole, but the ending was mediocre". Only exceptions are "objectively bad" endings that to me feel "subjectively good" for a reason or another, but this is too much of a case by case thing.

So yeah, all in all, I most like balance of angst and lightheartedness.

Honestly, my main criteria to decide I will play an IF are: 1 - that the game contains romance (this is not a must in other types of games, but I play IF for that specifically). 2 - that the game allows me to have a male MC. 3 - that the game doesn't have random aspects, and if it has random elements, then it has to allow saves or have checkpoints (I'm a "one canon playthrough kind of player, so I need to be able to easily recreate the same results on each playthrough, meaning if random elements are into play, I need to be able to save scum easily).

As long as these two conditions are fulfilled, I can be interested in the game. Well, obviously, some kinds of plots won't appeal to me, but most of the time it can work at least in theory.

Sorry for rambling! It's an interesting question that ties in with a lot of thoughts I have about fiction as a whole!

I’m kind of like you tbh

I don’t mind bad endings in IF but I don’t want that to be the only type of ending but I do LOVE bad endings or sad endings in other media forms

For WWC the endings I have in mind go from bittersweet to really bad. I can’t add a completely happy Disney ending cause it doesn’t fit the tone. But like the bittersweet will be 70% happy

I also only play games which allow romance and not just any romance I need it well written I’ve played IFs where the plot and writing is superb but then the romance feels flat, like it was added last minute and to fit a quota. And I see this when they do the tell and not show of romance cause like give me DETAILS.

Which is also something I don’t do in stuff like books (I gravitate towards those that have little to no romance) and in movies I like the ones where the couple don’t end up together

I also don’t play gender locked games 😭😭 and it’s for 2 reasons 1) so much of the media I’ve consumed has been about men and at this point in my life I just make an effort to go to things that have women in important roles or allow me to play as a woman 2) I like gender to be commented on in game and I just find that looking through the eyes of a woman is much more interesting (again this is my opinion)

I’m also a one playthrough person and the only things I change are romances. I do dislike that save mechanism on like Hosted Games and CoG are at the writers discretion cause I hate having to start over cause I fucked something

[djarins-cyare]

Get to Know Me (tag game)

Thanks @burntheedges and @sydneyinacoma for the tags! 💖

I guess I don’t post much about myself on here, so behold the mystery of Jyar’ika revealed under the cut (because I waffle and didn't wanna take up y’all’s dashes)…

Ahh space to include GIFs (*is happy*)...

1. Were you named after anyone? Hmm, that’s a sneaky way to get a name reveal outta me. Alright, I don’t mind… apparently one of the hosts on Blue Peter (the longest-running children’s TV show in the world - you’re not getting an age reveal outta me too!) had a baby just before I was born. Why my parents were watching a children’s TV show I have no idea, but this host evidently wrote/sang some kinda song on air about calling her baby daughter Jemma with a J not Gemma with a G. So I was named after a terribly trite and obscure TV reference that nobody will ever remember. You may call me Jem if you wish, my friends all do, and if you’re bothering to read this then you’re in that category.

(If you're wondering about the GIF, the show was always broadcast live and they had several pets. The outtakes are numerous.)

2. When was the last time you cried? I think I’m weird… I don’t tend to cry? Or only if I’m really really upset. Maybe I’m Cameron Diaz in The Holiday? So yeah, I can’t actually remember 🤔.

3. Do you have kids? Nope, although it’s a fairly recent decision to not have them. I spent much of my life assuming I wanted kids until I realised I had been conditioned by society to think I did. Since I started considering what I genuinely want and need in my life, I’ve never been happier! I'd make an exception to adopt a certain little green guy, though.

4. What sports do you play/have played? Ugh, I hate questions like this. Nope, I’m a lazy asshole and now you all know it 🫣. I mean, I activity-hopped throughout my school years (gymnastics, karate, soccer), but these days I live in front of a computer. My exercise is lugging 24 bottles of water up 4 flights of stairs twice a week.

5. Do you use sarcasm? I’m British. Sarcasm is my mother tongue.

6. What’s the first thing you notice about people? I’m the least observant person ever! So voices a lot of the time, I think. Pretty sure that’s why something clicked inside me as soon as Din Djarin spoke his first on-screen words.

7. What’s your eye color? Depends on the light, but somewhere between dark blue and grey.

8. Scary movies or happy endings? I’m an absolute wuss when it comes to scary movies, so I don’t put myself through that. Also, the literature student in me desperately wants to point out that these things are not mutually exclusive, as you can have scary movies with happy endings, so a more appropriate ‘either/or’ scenario would be tragedies or happy endings. But either way, I will say no to the former and yes to the latter. I dislike making myself feel scared or sad – I consume fiction (in all formats) to feel good, so I’ll always look for the positive. I’m currently experimenting to see if I can write a massively angsty fic, and it was supposed to be done by the New Year, but I’m struggling. I will also have to include one of those open-ended ‘maybe it could work out after all’ epilogues. I just can’t leave my characters in pain.

9. Any talents? Not sure what constitutes a talent… I can sing, play guitar, write a longass Din Djarin fanfic that people seem quite keen on, uh… cook, I guess (though I rarely bother), understand quite a few languages (less proficient at speaking them). I’m sort of a jack of all trades, master of none. I would say I have a talent for procrastination – I can complete a whole workday and get barely anything of substance done!

10. Where were you born? In a village outside a town in Surrey, England. It's only about 30 miles from London. Lots of trees. Very dull. I left as soon as I could.

11. What are your hobbies? Writing is my main obsession, specifically Din Djarin-related, of course. Also reading (same genre). Throughout my entire life I’ve enjoyed stories in all formats – reading, writing, watching, listening, proofreading the fuck out of them – so if it’s a good yarn, I’ll have a good time.

12. Do you have any pets? Not currently, my landlord won’t allow it. I used to own 3 rats who were the most adorable boys and so smart – they knew their names, responded to commands, liked to snuggle. When I can finally buy my own place I’ll probably get a dog, as I like pets that listen to you, even if only sporadically. I had a very non-communicative chameleon once. He was called Minion. He was not a good minion.

13. How tall are you? 5’4. Not tiny, but sometimes I have to go up on my tippytoes to reach stuff.

14. Favorite subject in school? English literature (see hobbies question above). When I got to university and enrolled on an English lit/lang degree, I tried to take as many literature courses and avoid the language ones. It wasn’t until years after graduating when I started proofing/editing and writing more seriously that I developed a respect for all the mandatory language courses I had to do. I also liked media studies and film studies; you can guess why. Psychology was interesting too, it’s good to understand human nature if you want to write realistic characters.

15. Dream job? I wish I could write novels for a living. It’s a goal as well as a dream. I know a couple of authors who’ve self-published via Kindle Direct Publishing (I proofread/edited for one of them), and they were successful enough to turn that into their careers. They keep encouraging me to try, although I’m currently in my ‘obsessed with Din Djarin so just writing fanfic to develop my authorial voice’ era. When my obsession wanes, as obsessions inevitably do, I’ll hopefully feel ready to write something original and take my shot. But I’m not pressuring myself, and right now I’m happy attempting to entertain the Mandalorian fan community. I feel safe here 💖

Now I know I’m supposed to tag people since that’s the point of a tag game… but I’m that autistic kid in the corner who is too shy and worried about tagging people who might not reply. So I’m foregoing tags today. But, if you’ve bothered to read this and you haven't already played: TAG YOU’RE IT! That’s me tagging you, please take it seriously and thank me for your tag in your own post (I will be genuinely thrilled if anybody does this, and I’m sending advance love to anyone who does – you don’t know how much it means to someone autistic to have the decision-making element dealt with for them). So go on, now it’s your turn!

[minefield-of-a-ninja]

Risk-aware Consensual Kink with...

Dean Winchester as a Knight of Hell and/or with the MOC

Brimstone - Dean Winchester x female reader

Summary: He’s exactly what she wants.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY surprise, bitch

Words: 450

Discord and Rhyme - Knight of Hell/Demon Dean x female reader

Summary: He’s on the prowl.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother’s Dean Winchester, rough anal sex, crying during sex, blood during sex, there’s a lot of purple prose and excessive descriptions of taste and smell here, sexual coercion, dirty talk

Words: 1,750

Nihilism - Knight of Hell/Demon Dean x female reader

Prompt: Can you tell me about the morning after going several rounds with Dean he rolls over in bed and adjusts the covers, causing you to forget your shift to be his good girl a couple more times?

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother's Dean Winchester, name-calling, rough sex, nihilistic themes, Knight of Hell Dean, fantasies of being fucked to death? Idk it’s one of mine, might as well be yours, you’re female AFAB in this scenario

Words: 800

Shattered Like A Stone - Knight of Hell/Demon Dean Winchester x original female character

Summary: The Mark is demanding, and the demon in Dean can’t deny it any more than he can deny her; it just might get everything it wants tonight.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother’s Dean Winchester, rough sex, bondage, multiple object insertion, suicidal ideation, darkfic, self-destruction, bloody sex, sadism and masochism, analsex, Jameson as lube, spit as lube, face fucking, Daddy as title, misogynist language, choking, strangulation, assisted suicide

Words: 6,800

Supernova - MOC Dean Winchester x female reader

Summary: Since Dean’s had the Mark and the Blade, he’s pulled away from you, afraid of hurting you. You miss him, and you’ve had it. One night you push him to the edge.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, bondage, blood play, biting, bruising, knifeplay, rough sex, dubcon/mindfuck

Words: 2,500

Soldier Boy

Service On The Homefront - Soldier Boy x female reader

Summary: What about the people who don’t really care much for supes?

Tags/warnings: 18+ ONLY

Words: 1300

Author’s notes: written before the premiere of live action soldier boy.

Territorial Pissing - Soldier Boy x female reader (1st person POV) x William Butcher

Summary:  My decades’ long crush on Soldier Boy was squashed when my career as a journalist taught me the real Soldier Boy story. Now, my career brings me full-circle. I promise this is not a Magic Dick trope.

Tags/warnings: 18+ ONLY, mmf threesome, Dom/sub, rough sex, ass and clit slapping, name-calling, sex with murderous misogynists,   bruising, like I said it’s rough, forced orgasms, Butcher refers to himself as Daddy and Soldier Boy mocks him for it, rimming, anal sex (both m/f and m/m), come marking, squirting, choking/breath play,   showering, sensation play (cold), Butcher checking in (bc we all know Soldier Boy won’t), illicit drug use, bondage

Words: 8k

A Well-Made Mistake - Soldier Boy x female reader

Summary: Being with Soldier Boy is like watching a slasher flick or riding a roller-coaster. Except you’re actually in the movie and there are no guard rails.

Tags/warnings: 18+ ONLY, Soldier Boy in full tactical gear railing you in a three-way mirror, degradation/humiliation, name-calling, Dom/sub undertones

Words: 1400

Billy Butcher

A.K.A. - William Butcher x female reader/you (2nd person POV)

Summary: William, Monsieur Charcutier, Butcher, Billy, asshole.

Tags/warnings: 18+ ONLY, use of the word cunt – obviously, me tryna to write a cockney accent, rough sex, girl bonding, rough blowjob

Words: 1800

Mirror, Mirror - William Butcher x female reader

Prompt: Butcher filthy talking while getting busy i feel in like an alleyway or the service hallway in a bar or similar. Somewhere crowded and dirty, like actually dirty

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, rough sex, dirty talk, public sex, Winchester brothers cameo bc this is Kripke’s world, reader is female AFAB

Words: 1,500

The Winchester Brothers

Wait Till My Brother Gets Home - Winchester brothers x female reader

Summary: She wants to lose control.

Warnings/tags: 18+ Only, rough sex, hair pulling, mfm spit roast, bruising and chafing during sex, W*ncest adjacent

Words: 2,450

Sam Winchester

Breaking In The Muted Sky - Sam Winchester x female reader

Prompt: Sam. Overlapping scars tell interesting stories for those able to read them.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, knife play, blood during sex

Words: 830

Let The Melody Shine - Sam Winchester x male reader

Summary: Dom Sam has decided to buy a gift for himself and his newest friend.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, shibari mentioned, blindfold, edging, anal vibe

Words: 360

You Know Better, Babe - Sam Winchester x gender neutral character

Summary: “Don’t let me in with with no intention to keep me. Jesus Christ, don’t be kind to me. Honey, don’t feed me; I will come back.”

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, implied nefarious intentions, boyking Sam

Words: 680

Main Masterlist

[frogwithhatto]

Movie night with II made me think of aquarium date with Vessel 🥺 Would you want to write about that!!

Pairings: Vesselxgn!reader

TW: none, just fluff (just a heads up reader is called pretty once)

Notes: I hope it’s okay I made this more a few shorter scenarios/ hcs so I could fit a few different ones!!

You were walking hand in hand, it wasn’t crowded, quite the opposite the aquarium was basically empty, except for a group of students. You had chosen this day intentionally, a random Wednesday morning. Knowing it would be more enjoyable to walk around and be able to actually look at the different animals without getting overwhelmed by the mass of people.

Vessel had taken the lead and was excitedly dragging you towards the exterior area. You couldn’t help but smile at his excitement, you hadn’t even stopped to look at the animals yet.

He had a certain spring in his step as he leaded you towards the otters. The biggest grin was plastered on his face as he watched them play in the water.

„Look it’s holding an ice cube!“ you squealed excitedly pointing at one of the otters. Both of you watched as it rolled around in an ice bath letting out little gasps and ‚awww‘ s whenever it looked in your direction.

„You think they would mind if we took it with us??“ you asked.

„Well, you’ve got a big bag and I don’t think they would even notice it missing. Let’s pick it up before we leave!“ Vessel answered irony lacing his voice as he grins at you.

You giggled at the thought of you two trying to smuggle an otter home with you.

„But it needs a friend so it won’t be alone!“ you explained, pouting at him.

„Love, please one otter is realistic but two that’s crazy!“ he exclaimed rolling his eyes in the process.

——

You were hypnotised by the colourful light and swirling water in front of you. Your face painted in blue and purple hues as you were staring at the jellyfish going in a circle. The way the light illuminated them, almost making them glow, fascinated you.

Where you were mesmerised by the sea creatures Vessel was enchanted by you. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you, the way you smiled your eyes widened in awe. The way the light highlighted your features and reflected in your eyes. Oh he was hopelessly in love with you. Vessel felt a familiar warmth bloom in his chest, happiness. He couldn’t the smile spreading on his face as he thought about how lucky he was.

„Ves? Hey Ves?“ you waved your hand in front of his face, in an attempt to get his attention. He shook his head snapping out of his thoughts and gave you a questioning look.

„You were staring.“ you smile at him, a light blush tinting your cheeks pink.

„You look pretty, can you blame me?“ he whispered.

He moved closer carefully taking your hands in his. Vessel proceeded to raise them to his face, softly placing kisses on them, one each on the back of your hands.

Now you were the one staring, you felt as if time had slowed down, as if everything was moving slower just for you to enjoy the moment a bit longer. The gesture was so soft, so intimate. It made your heart flutter, your cheeks turning a crimson red. You felt incredibly warm as if you had been laying in the sun for too long, you were about to melt right then and there.

——

The biggest tank of the aquarium where you had ended up, there were various beanbags scattered in front of it. Most were empty only one on the opposite end of where you were sitting being occupied. As you relaxed into the soft material you focused your gaze on the various little fishes and rays passing by, occasionally you could make out some smaller sharks as well. The atmosphere was peaceful, there were sounds of waves playing over speakers somewhere in the room.

Vessel had placed his head on your shoulder as you both watched the sea creatures simply enjoying each others presence. You could spend hours there with him, just coexisting both of you lost in your own thoughts. Your hands intertwined as he gently brushed his thumb over the back of yours. Absent touches he probably didn’t even register doing. Wherever your bodies touched you felt warmth spread through you, coursing through your veins, making your stomach flutter bubbling with happiness.

Suddenly Vessel lifted his head, you had to use all of your strength to keep yourself from protesting. You couldn’t help but feel disappointed at the loss of the intimate moment you two were having.

But it instantly vanished as he turned to face you, cupping your cheek with his free hand, his other one still holding yours. You beamed at him placing one of your arms on his shoulder the other around his neck, nuzzling your cheek closer to his palm. Vessel leaned in, his masked forehead resting against yours. He let out a low chuckle and you swear your heart skipped a beat at the sound of it.

„What'cha laughing at?“ you whispered your eyes darting back and forth between his lips and where his eyes lay under the mask.

„Nothing, you’re just great. I love you.“ he admitted, smiling at you and lightly pushing his forehead against yours to emphasise his statement.

„I love you too.“ you laughed, you were sure that any stranger would basically gag at your cheesy display but it didn’t matter. All that mattered was that both you were grinning at each other like idiots, idiots in love one must note.

[maroonghoul]

Expansion on my thoughts on: The Evil Dead Franchise

I wanted to expand on my point of view on Evil Dead Rise, since I don’t think I explained myself very well in my last post. This isn’t me saying this franchise is the most personal to me, or saying that this new one is an insult to it, because neither are true. I’m just trying to reflect on why it felt I didn’t engage as much as previous entries. Everything I’ve written on here is just my subjective opinion, nothing more and that’s not changing now.

I’ll even concede that over time, this one will warm up to me as much as the others ones. I think it’s possible...because I had to do the same for Evil Dead 2. When I first saw it, about 15 years ago or so, I didn’t know what to make of it.  Sure the wacky tone was fun. But I was taken out of it by the fact that this man was literally being tormented by his murdered girlfriend’s corpse. I felt this was because I was relatively new to horror films to that point, so “having fun with it” felt like like an alien concept given the subject matter. It wasn’t really my gateway horror film. I can think of a few more accurate examples, most notable the original Predator. And sure, I was tricked by my parents to rent Gremlins when I was little thinking it was another kids film. I DID NOT enjoy it at that time, for obvious reasons. But Evil Dead 2, after I sampled a couple more with a lot more serious tone, had a playfulness that felt like a good anchor to came back to. 

It helped me worked up the courage to watch the original, which I avoided until my last year of undergrad, because I heard it was so intense. When I did, I could take it. I was more experienced and granted, it showed it’s age with it’s cheapness a bit. But either way, I was able to vibe with it more then if I watched it instead of the sequel. And I believed it was because other horror films I worked up to seeing before it helped me to.

Army of Darkness I liked straightaway, along with Ash VS Evil Dead. Sure, it did some changes to the lore I felt off(The immortal maker of the book, Ruby, being played by a much-easier-on-the-eyes-than-any-deadite Lucy Lawless, for example), but it was consistent with the tone of 2 and 3, and felt like an true continuation of Ash’s story, selfishness and stupidity included. And for the 2013 remake, at the danger of repeating myself, while it wasn’t mind-blowing, I respected for committing to making me wince more than any movie I’ve ever seen. I didn’t even take issue that they had a final girl except the more rare final boy because I believed Mia more than earned the right to survive. Also that Jane Levy gave the best performance in the movie up to that point.

That actually brings me to my first reason here. If we were going by what franchise entries in order of release, the last one before Rises was the TV show. So the next entry having a darker tone again made sense for keeping things fresh. While for me, the last Evil Dead thing I watch before this was the remake, which had a similar tone. So, even though it didn’t make sense, it felt like I was getting more of the same, which wasn’t entirely true. 

To be fair, I did like the new lore connected to the new Necronomicon. I did like the performance given by the mom played by Alyssa Sutherland, both pre and post-possession. You generally don’t need a main villain for this scenario but given the point of this story, it made sense. The subtext of re-connecting with your old family for guidance, only to realize how it’s messed up beyond repair in cycle of abuse so it’s better to cut ties and save who you can. It’s one of those subjects where in a demon-less real world setting, you can see unfolding more or less the same over years instead of hours. The gore was good. Although am I the only one let down that the cheese grater didn’t do more damage to her leg? Maybe that’s the real problem. I’m too much of a cynical asshole.

Yeah, maybe that’s it. 

With the energy and tone this franchise is known for, giving any kind of happy or even bittersweet ending doesn’t feel right. There always felt like a nihilistic reason why each of these movies had their energies and tone. “These people are going to die horribly due to their own stupidity! Ain’t it great?!” I don’t mind if there’s a metaphor or point to the story of an Evil Dead movie. I just think it shouldn’t take less time to solve than Ash did. Not because no one deserves it, but I don’t believe these demons would so easily let anyone go. The happiness, if any admittedly, felt unearned.

I guess that’s my real point. It won’t feel right if this is the last we see of Beth and Kassie. Sure, it made sense to end where it did, but I don’t believe either of them is okay. I want to know more about how they’re holding up. But who knows. Maybe I’d like for them to stumble upon the cabin at the beginning years later. It’d be very interesting to see how Kassie, a kid who was exposed and lost her family to these things at a very young age, would develop psychologically. Would it be similar to Andy from the Child’s Play movies? (That’s a franchise I need to catch up on) And yeah, maybe all these survivors, including Ash, should meet up at some point. Or at least become aware of each other’s existence. I don’t want any of them to die (unless it’s written well). Death is cheap, but trauma is rich. 

A big reason why rewatching one of these movies every October for me is a must is because they each feel like a fun ride through a haunted house. I did like this enough, I’ll add it to the rotation. Maybe, in a few years, I’ll soften on this one like I did Evil Dead 2. It’s funny how I didn’t like that one at first because I thought it was too mean and not taking itself seriously. Now, I’m saying this one’s my least favorite because it’s too “precious” and serious. Maybe the real deadite is the one I became along the way.

[bastard-of-a-bog-being]

I want to add your tags here when I reply because like, that last part especially, just like… yes. I have adhd. I have chronic pain. I have god knows what happening to my organs right now and I can’t even be committed with my job right now. I still can’t fathom leaving someone High and Dry so flippantly. My ex best friend would do this shit to me where I’d invite her to hang out doing things we both loved (“hey! You haven’t seen this classic Halloween movie? Why don’t you come over and we’ll put it on and have a spooky charcuterie board and play board games.”) (“you wanna come over and stream the movie you wanted to see? I’ve got HBOMax. We’ll do something fun maybe get chips and soda and watch it!”) and she’d go “sure!” Or “I’ll let you know”. I’d ask her a few times leading up to the event including the night before (“are you sure you’re up for it? You’re not too busy? I’m going to the store to pick up snacks so I just wanna be Sure before I buy anything.”) and she’d consistently say “yes! I’m sure!” So, dumbass me, I’d get super hyped because this was going to happen! And we were going to have fun!

And then twenty minutes before the event (cutting the stuff for the charcuterie board in fun little Halloween shapes, or having bought and chilled her favorite soda that I don’t even drink and setting up the movie) I’d get a text with the LAMEST possible excuse of “sorry my mom was talking a lot today and driving me nuts and I don’t feel like doing it now” or “sorry I decided to go to JCPenney instead after church and don’t feel like coming over thanks for the invite tho”. (These are the ACTUAL excuses I was given. For these specific scenarios.) (i also want to add that like, what makes this worse, is this is not from when we were teenagers. This woman is 30something. We are both adults. SHE IS NOW MY BOSS. Her best excuse was “I’m going to JCPenney’s instead” and “my mom was driving me nuts today because she talked too much”. Rereading those excuses just now, I realize it sounded like I was referring to a teenager. Like it was a high school BFF and much time has passed. No. It’s only been a year and a half since the last Flake Out.)

And man! I felt so stupid and so embarrassed because I wasted so much time and energy on someone who decided I wasn’t worth theirs. I was so mad she didn’t even have the decency to fake being sick or claim her dog needed to go to the vet. And this woman dropped me the second she got promoted because now she’s decided she’s better than all of her friends.

I 100% get being sick/mentally out of it and cancelling for that. If you’re honest and saying “I can’t come I’m so sick” or “I’m just not able to handle it today I’m sorry” I’m just like “that sucks but it can’t be helped”. But when it’s bs like “eh I’m just gonna go to JcPenney’s instead”? Or hanging out with a different group of friends because you like them better/they were doing something you deemed more fun? That’s some real messed up shit.

It’s so fucking heartbreaking when people you care about enough to Want them there enough to move plans, don’t even have enough basic respect to Try to be there or RSVP. That group absolutely sucks for doing that to you, and your ‘friends’ who ditched you on your birthday suck too. Especially the way she handled it??? Telling your PARTNER in passing? Flaking is bad enough, but flaking AND not even having the courage to directly tell you herself? Ugh. That’s fucking gross behavior.

I hate feeling like I sound like an old man “doesn’t commitment mean anything anymore??!?” But like!!! Seriously so many people just don’t understand like, basic respect for others and they want to act like they’re not capable of harming others when they “do what they want” and “don’t owe explanations”. But they lack any ability for understanding exceptions to the rule and often don’t want to bother apologizing because they don’t want to admit that they hurt them.

Where you say about like, feeling like you’re gonna get eaten alive for saying it… like yeah. I get it. 😔 it shouldn’t be controversial to express “I wish people would follow through on commitments and it hurts when people break promises.” But knowing how People Who Flake act when you call them out on Flaking… I’m not surprised it even has to be a concern.

I wish it were easier, as an adult, to make friends. Because I want to be like “you gotta dump those friends and meet people who also have a passion for event planning OR who just like attending events” to myself but then it’s like, “what’re you going to do? Put out a Craigslist ad?”

Sorry for reviving your old post to rant in the tags but I am SO glad to find someone who knows what I’m talking about, lately it’s been on my mind a lot how I can’t even call people out for flaking because there’s always an excuse and I’m the jerk for “nagging them” to hang out/answer and it’s like, just really tiring. I wish certain people would just re-learn like, basic respect/civility to some extent. The golden rule. Etc. Even just Some basic ass understanding of “hey, here’s what happens when you tell someone Yes but don’t mean it. Surprisingly, they interpret that to mean Yes.”

the thing that no one ever tells you about making plans with other people as an adult is that while it's difficult to coordinate schedules, 90% of the headache comes from other people just not fucking responding or ignoring plans that have already been made

[evansbby]

Question for Poyt Steve.

I know this is nothing like omega, but how would Steve react if she tried to wrestle with him.

Would he react all smug and tell her to knock it off before she regrets her words.

Or play along with her as he knows the outcome of thier little game.

Anywho! I love you and the way you write! Plsass never stop writing!

Why is this the cutest thought ever??? I can’t get enough of these two, I want them in any and every cute scenario ever!! 💕💕😩😩

So, it would be super OOC for omega to want to wrestle Steve. I mean, she’s too shy to even talk to him properly half the time😩 also, she’s not stupid and she knows that she could never beat him at anything physical😌 but let’s say one day, poyt!Steve is watching wrestling on TV and he gets a depraved idea 😏😏😏😏

He calls omega over and of course she comes immediately (she was in the kitchen, baking cookies bc she is trying to perfect her cookie recipe bc she’s compiling a little recipe book secretly except she wants no one to know this bc she’s shy and insecure about her abilities and thinks it’s not good enough😩) ANYWAYS, Steve calls her over and she comes in her little cherry print apron and Steve gets hard immediately😌

Steve’s like, “baby, let’s play a game😈” and omega is like 😕😕 bc she knows Steve’s “games” usually end in him railing tf out of her. And Steve’s like, “let’s play wrestling. If I win, you give me something I want, and if you win… I’ll give you anything you want.” And omega’s like, “b-but I’ll lose😔” and Steve’s like “don’t be so pessimistic baby.”

And of course Steve gets what he wants and he figures this is an easy way to maul her around and mess with her (somehow make her cry bc that gets him hard too). He also likes how weak, docile and submissive she is with him, that makes him hard too. And he easily pins her, laughing all like “c’mon omega, try harder. Isn’t there something you’d really want me to do for you if you win?“

(And omega can’t help but think that if she wins, maybe she’d ask Steve for a bubble bath and a cuddle, maybe a movie and a quiet night in that doesn’t end in sex. Or maybe she’ll ask to be excused from cooking him dinner tonight since she’s already kind of tired from all the baking? She knows she’ll never win and she’s too shy to ask him for all this anyways, but a girl can dream, right?)

Anyways, back to the wrestling. Steve basically commands omega to try harder and she really doesn’t want to bc she’s not violent and she hates the thought of hurting him (as if she ever could). Anyways, the wrestling itself is kind of funny, just them rolling around and omega giggles and Steve even lets out a snort of amused laughter bc his omega is really so fucking cute when she’s play wrestling

BUT ANYWAYS as an omega she’s actually quite quick so she manages to wriggle out of his grasp and dodge him at one point and Steve is like !!!!! And then Steve gets… weirdly competitive and actually grabs her and throws her on the bed really hard and she’s all like ow!! 🤕😣😩 bc her arm twists 😔😔😔 and she’s a baby when it comes to pain so she starts crying bc it hurts!!! And Steve is like… half kind of feeling bad for accidentally twisting her arm and half turned on as fuck bc she looks hot when she’s helplessly crying.

Guess which feeling of his wins out? 😅😅😅

He ends up fucking her hard then and there. But he babies her extra extra extra afterwards. Like, condescending babying and he actually does draw them both a warm bath as a form of ultra rare poyt!Steve aftercare! So omega kind of gets what she wants… 😌😩

[sprite-real]

Songs that I think Slashers would listen too:

Some S/O mentions! No warnings other than music and some minor cursing.

Please do not steal or repost this anywhere, my efforts were put into my writing.

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Michael Myers

I feel like he wouldn’t listen too music with words, only selective ones like sweet and calming voices, but other than that, I can only really see him listening to music like meditation music with rain over it. He needs to relax sometimes.

Bubba Sawyer

LORD SAVE ME FROM MY FANTASIES (actually don’t lmao) I believe 100% he is into those lovey dovey songs, and he dances with his S/O to songs like Classic by MKTO, maybe Love Story by Taylor Swift. You and him would have picnics and he’d just turn on the radio and offer you his hand, then you’d to would just dance, it always ends up with you two laughing and hugging each other closely!

Thomas Hewitt

I don’t see Tommy really listening to a lot of music, but when he does feel like listening, it’s VERY similar to what Bubba would listen too, (Michael as well, but that’s when he’s really stressed,) he’d listen to Put Your Head On My Shoulder by Paul Anka. I can just see him putting it on and then gently slow dancing with his S/O too like— 🥺🥺

Billy Loomis

Edgy is one way to describe his music tastes, he would have had a playlist made for him by Stu called “My Mom Left Me” (LOL SORRY). But on a serious note he’d like Twenty One Pilots, for sure and probably Melanie Martinez. Particular songs I’d think he’d really like is idfc by blackbear and Mr. Brightside by The Killers. His music usually goes off of how he feels (same honestly).

Stu Macher

OKAY HE WOULD HAVE A KILLER PLAYLIST, like he would be the type to have that shit playing while he’s on the hunt. Top two are I Can’t Decide by Scissor Sisters and Blood and Bones by The Blake Robinson Synthetic Orchestra. Those two songs just match his level of personality almost perfectly.

Lester Sinclair

He would listen to happy upbeat music, no questions asked. He also would like country, (but as I don’t listen to country I can’t really list any artists, that one is up to you (:). He would love Happy by Pharrell Williams and Best Day Of My Life by American Authors. He’ll have his windows rolled down and singing his heart out.

Bo Sinclair

He’d also like country and rock. There are other songs too, I feel like he’d put himself in some scenarios in his mind, like being the troublemaker in Troublemaker by Olly Murs, or Bad Word by Panicland. It boosts his ego when his mind starts running with these songs playing in the background.

Vincent Sinclair

Another man who’d listen to some love songs and focus music. Love songs are his inspiration when he’s in an art block and trying to do an art piece with him and his S/O, and he’ll put on My Type by Saint Motels and Can’t Help Falling In Love by Elvis Presley. (Bonus one: Hey, Soul Sister by Train.) Focus music helps him stay focused on his project for hours.

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I promise I’ll watch more slasher films, sorryyyy the Sinclair brothers and both Leatherface’s were the only exceptions but I WILL be watching their movies soon, I’ve got a list for what films I’ll be watching, Friday the 13th is the top one (aside from Texas Chainsaw Massacre and House of Wax) :)!

…What if I actually made playlists for them? 👀 Let me know if y’all would want that.

[all-might-can-smash-me]

Dad/Family headconons

Masterlist

Aizawa, Taishiro, Toshinori, Sir Nighteye, and Hawks

Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead

Despite him being that kind of nonchalant, I don’t give a shit about anything kind of person.....he’s a family guy

Loves kids

He just wants you to have a huge army of kids following alongside you hand in hand to visit him at work.

Looks forward to being able to relate to someone else with his quirk

Doesn’t care if they are all girls, all boys, a mixture of both, or even fostering or adopting, he’s for everything

Was kind of afraid to open up about that side of himself when you two got married, but you are all for it too

Feels that he can handle it with your help thanks to having some experience with dealing with his students

Is slapped in the face with shock when you two have your first 2 or 3 kids because infants are, you guessed it, nothing like teens who are all emotional about becoming a prohero

Guess he would be prepared for whenever they would get to their teenage years

Except for periods because he didn’t know anything about them but he’ll probably take the time to learn about it from you

Still happy over his growing army though

Still loves the chaos of it all, plus it’s good to have Aizawa to control their quirks when they start to develop

The chaos also reminds him of his own time in school with his few friends he had....they were always so vibrant and loud unlike him and he kind of envied it (secretly)

Yamada and Kayama (Present Mic and Midnight) loves to visit his little army and spoil them with toys and snacks even if Aizawa disapproved of it

You helped hand out the toys and snacks.....Aizawa could suck it up

Napping piles are normal in this household, so don’t be freaked when you see all of your children curled up or around Aizawa under a pillow fort in the living room.

It breaks his heart everytime though when his kids beg to take a stray cat home and he has to say no....but he’ll end up going back on patrol to feed it and then probably cave in and bring it home anyway

He’ll just shrug off his children’s accusations of him being a ‘hypocrite’ for saying no to their pleas earlier and say something like ‘Well I said you couldn’t do it, nothing about me though’

The tea parties are lit and he’ll crush anyone at a video game

Taishiro Toyomistu/Fatgum

Really never thought about having his own kids until meeting Kirishima and Tamaki

Life was changed FOREVER since meeting them, now he would like to have his own family

It was kind of confusing to finally have the talk of having kids a couple of years into your marriage, but your views on having kids were changed too after meeting the two UA students

He let you on thinking just one or two kids were great, but you didn’t know if you should have been surprised that you were in the hospital room pushing out your 5th child

It was kind of funny to see Taishiro freaking out even if it was his 5th time next to you in labor

Your kids were so use to it they just sat out in the hallway doing their schoolwork or playing games on their iPads as Kirishima and Tamaki watched over them (your labor would always catch them while they were out on patrol)

I picture that all his kids are girls

He uses the excuse “just one more kid, maybe this time it’ll be a boy”, It’s NEVER a boy

I feel that he’s the dad to sneak home McDonald’s fries or ice cream to his kids despite you not liking it

Will take the blame when you catch one of your daughters munching on fries on the way back to her room (daughters will also try to take the blame, but how the heck could girls 13 and younger sneak out all the way to McDonalds)

He’ll also get all his daughters together to bake a cake and also decorate it. The creativity shown by his daughters will always amaze him.

He and his daughters would even clean up the kitchen together...mostly so that you wouldn’t get mad upon seeing the kitchen as a disaster

Gets way into watching Barbie’s Life in the Dream House and secretly really loves our queen Raquelle

All Might/Toshinori Yagi

Just wants one little girl

To spoil her ROTTEN!

Seeing his friend David Sheild’s daughter Melissa grow up and look so happy always made him envious. Young Midoriya also played a huge role in his desire for at least one kid

One child was enough for the two of you and thankfully your first and only child was a girl

Gran Torino will also spoil her rotten along with Sir Nighteye

Will not be embarrassed to be caught sprawled out on the ground with your daughter playing with dolls

He’s actually quite proud of the fact that he doesn’t mind getting down and dirty when it comes to playing with ‘girly’ things with his young daughter unlike other dads

Loves to play Studio Ghibli movies for your daughter.....but Yagi is way more into it

I say this because Toshinori will try to hide his tears while watching My Neighbor Totoro as your daughter is fast asleep on his lap.

He will also sneak in a rated pg-13 hero movie from the United States in when your gone too....and then he’ll act surprise when your daughter would repeat the fowl language she heard in the movie

He would and WILL spend hours on YouTube to learn how to braid hair and put bows in and ribbons

He would bring her to work a lot too to see class 1A in action

Daughter will forever be his ‘baby’, so he HATES the thought of her starting to date and get married.

So when she admitted that the boy ‘Todoroki’ in his class was handsome while heading home one day from his work, he swore off boys....

He wasn’t surprised though, she was always managing to get Todoroki to hold her hand while Toshinori would have class 1A doing scenarios in teams and showing off her hair to him and asking if he noticed anything different.

Todoroki is a good sport, he held her hand and always complimented her hair...

Yeah she was mad at Toshinori and you made him unswear off boys, especially Todoroki

Brings your daughter to work just to brag about how he did her hair to EVERYONE

Mirai Sasaki/Sir Nighteye

Eh....he didn’t want kids, never had the desire tbh

Though something about UA students’ charming personalities making these heroes want families. Mirio got him thinking one kid couldn’t be so bad

You were shocked when he asked to have a kid, but you agreed....after discussing it for awhile to make sure he wanted this

I picture him having one cute, little shy boy

Like the cute little boy with glasses who wears those cute shorts with a bug related shirt that just wants to search for roly-poly in the dirt and grass in the back yard

Very quiet and a bit shy around new people, but is literally the most polite little boy in the WORLD

Nighteye will use his quirk on his son when out looking for bugs to just see if he missed something in the grass or dirt, but that’s as far as he’ll use it

The reason why Nighteye thinks he’s so funny is because your son (and you of course along with mirio) are the only ones who laugh at his jokes, especially your son

Your son finds ANYTHING his dad says or does hilarious. His dad made a gasp of excitement along side his son upon finding a millipede? Instant laughter will follow

Those bouts of laughter from his son is the best feeling in the world to him

Tried to make your son an expert on All Might, but gave up when he came to his conclusion that your son just wasn’t into it.

It was kind of weird at first to find out his son was just simply NOT into heroes, but now he just loves the fact that his son likes what he likes and doesn’t let himself get swayed by others, even his own mom and dad

If you can’t make his little boy, his pride and joy, laugh? Sorry, but don’t talk to Nighteye or his son ever again

He will sit and listen to his little boy go on and on and on and ON about anything and never get bored (or show it). He will sit and listen intently about the cool facts about the bug he found or a plant.

He’d even listen to the longest explanation about a tiny little squiggle on a piece of paper that he drew on if it was being told by his little boy.

Will even put a meeting on hold just to answer a FaceTime from his son from your phone just to listen to him talk about a leaf he made a pressing of....and will sit there with the volume all the way up on his phone too so the others in the room can hear as well.

Will spend all night pinning bugs to a board to frame and label just for your son

Keigo Takami/Hawks

He didn’t even want to date tbh

Though when he met you? The cliche ‘love at first sight’ happened and soon the two of you were married pretty quickly and boy was he a happy man

He didn’t really even want kids either. He just didn’t want to have kids and somehow they end up with a childhood like his that’s not the greatest or most normal, plus he was happy with the little domestic life with you.

But then IT happened. You know, when a mommy and daddy love each other very much and poof, a baby? Yeah....

He was TERRIFIED, but once your first child came into the world, a new sense of happiness sparked within him, like his own eyes opened for the first time to the world

This happened twice more, ending up with his happy family consisting of you, his two boys, and his little girl.

He’s the kind of dad to have his wallet FILLED with pictures of his kids and you. He will shamelessly show them off to fans while on patrol and also to Endeavor....even if he’s seen them a trillion times. Also his office is filled with framed pictures too

He also gets in trouble a lot along with his two boys for playing to rough and loudly within the house by you, especially for flying and being too competitive with video games and ANY activity he would take part in with them.

What can he say? His sons were like the best friends he was never able to have as a kid, he wanted to take in the beauties of having an energetic family

He doesn’t play favorites, but when it comes to his little girl? Sometimes he’ll catch a feeling of her feeling like she’s the odd one out when it comes to her two older brothers and he can relate to that feeling.

So he’ll set aside some dad and daughter time to do the things she likes, like read, color, and draw

He would even let her do his hair with tiny braids and color pieces of clip in hair and many butterfly clips. Keigo would also then wear it out proudly on patrol and check his reflection MULTIPLE times to make sure everything was in place.

He would then shout to the press and paparazzi that his daughter did his hair, showing it off in the process

When the picture would come out with the headliner ‘Hawks’ New Look Thanks to Daughter’ for the news the next day, the look of pride and awe on your daughters face upon looking at the front cover of the magazines and newspapers at the store you and his family would shop at would absolutely melt his heart melt

He’s the first one to pull back the covers to let his children climb in when scared by a thunderstorm or the spooky shadow in their room even if they may be getting ‘too old’ to be doing that...according to Endeavor however, so that information might be wrong

Bribes his kids not to tell you that he entered the house through the window and not the front door

[heyyyharry]

Happier

(inspired by happier by Olivia Rodrigo)

Word count: 2.4k

I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go So find someone great, but don't find no one better I hope you're happy, but don't be happier

Part 1: Drivers License

Part 2: Deja Vu

A/N: I edited the original lyrics to match the POV :)

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Harry had come up with a thousand scenarios of how this day would play out. Actually, he’d been thinking of this day since the moment he’d received the news. He didn’t dare to hope that she’d say yes to coming back for a sequel. He’d been sure that they would write her character off, give a lame excuse for how his love interest could not make a return and make his character forget about her completely to move on with a new girl in town. It would have been great if it was that easy in real life. Once someone was written off the script, they were gone for good. Real-life relationships were not that simple. Goodbye didn’t mean ‘never see you again’. You would still share the same friend circle and social bubbles, and it was worse when you two worked in the same industry. Harry didn’t know how he’d lasted a year without running into her, not since the Grammys.

“Didn’t you two date?”

“No.” Harry shook his head, but his eyes stayed glued on Y/N from across the room. She wasn’t looking his way, too busy saying hello to everyone else. “No,” he repeated, more to himself than to his co-star. “We didn’t.”

“But she wrote an entire album about you,” said the other twin. What was her name again? Lulu?

“Luna!” cried her sister, Lex. “You can’t ask him that!”

“No, it’s okay,” Harry said with a tight smile, slightly annoyed by the blonde twins, but he didn’t want to seem like an ass on the first day of filming. “And I don’t know if it was for me. You should ask Y/N.”

“Ask me what?”

Harry flinched when he looked up and saw Y/N padding towards them. She hugged the twins, who seemed way too excited. Harry guessed they were Y/N’s fans. They gave off crazy fangirl vibes, probably just pretending not to know the drama to interrogate him. He couldn’t blame them for assuming he was the villain and definitely could not blame Y/N for portraying him as one. It was more important that he knew who he was and how much he had changed since his last relationship. Maybe they could finally be friends.

“Were they bothering you?” Y/N asked him once the twins had left.

Harry nodded. “They’re your friends?”

“Oh, I met them last year on tour. I’m surprised you don’t know them. They were on Disney.”

“I don’t watch Disney,” Harry admitted with a smile. “Well, not today’s Disney.”

“Understandable.” Y/N nodded and bit her lip. She seemed guarded with her straight back and hands hidden behind her. She eyed him up and down, quite subtle yet noticeable. “How have you been?”

“Pretty good,” he said, nodding slowly. “You?”

“Yeah, but mostly tired because of tour.”

“You’re done?”

“Yup, last night was the last show.”

“Nice.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow. “Nice?”

Harry blinked. “Did I say something wrong?”

“No.” Y/N giggled. “You still sound very...you.”

“Well, shouldn’t I?”

“Yeah, you should. But it’s been a year so…I mean, you haven’t changed much.”

“Right,” he said lowly, his eyes falling to his feet. Harry supposed he should say something else, perhaps bringing up another random topic to discuss, but all he could think about was what had happened between them. Things had been messy, hadn’t they? How could they go back to before that? Before her first song about him. Before he’d chosen someone else over her.

Or he could talk about her new relationship. She’d been in a happy relationship for almost six months, right? No wait, hadn’t they broke up two weeks ago? He wasn’t sure because he hadn’t been catching up. If they’d broken up, he’d sound like an ass to even mention her ex’s name. He should just stay quiet.

“I’ll see you later?” she said, gesturing at her stylist who was waiting by the door.

Harry could ask her right now -- the reason she’d agreed to film the sequel to their first movie together. He’d heard from a very reliable source that she’d specifically asked her agent to decline any project that he was in. So did this mean they were good? That she didn’t hate him anymore? He could have gathered his courage and got the answer right then…

“Yeah, see you.”

...but he didn’t.

And so she gave him a smile and a little wave, then happily returned to her stylist.

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“See you tomorrow, Y/N!”

“See you, Annie!” Y/N said as she put the rest of her things into her tote bag. Her new driver had got her schedule mixed up, and so she had to wait here for another half an hour. She was in no rush. It had been a light first day, and she’d had a fun time getting to know the new cast members and catching up with old friends.

She sat on the sofa in the lobby, legs crossed, texting her best friend about her day. She’d purposely left out the short off-screen conversation with Harry, and her best friend didn’t even bother to ask. In their world, he didn’t exist, and his name was censored in every conversation like a curse word that was even worse than ‘cunt’. Nevertheless, she didn’t hate him anymore. She was doing just fine on her own, being busy with her career, and she’d been in a happy relationship after her fall out with him.

She and the guy, a model, had broken up two weeks ago due to long distance and some differences that they could not change. They had ended on good terms and decided to stay friends. They said you could only stay friends with your ex when you still had feelings for each other, or you had never loved each other that much in the first place. For her, it was probably the latter. Her previous relationship had been more platonic than romantic, apparently. So she had nothing but the best to say about him.

As she was going through her camera roll, just reminiscing about the past, she heard footsteps approaching and looked up to find Harry. He offered a smile and gestured to the spot beside her on the sofa. “May I sit here? My ride is late.”

“Yeah, sure.” She hurriedly scooted over.

“Good job today,” he said. “You were great.”

“Thanks, so were you.” She smiled, and they both looked away at the same time. This was so awkward. She hated small talk. She’d never had to have small talk with Harry. Conversations with him used to be so easy and natural and silly. Whatever this was, it wasn’t them.

“Can we just be normal?”

At first, Y/N thought she’d been the one who’d said it, so when she realised it’d been Harry, she was speechless.

He swallowed and sat a bit straighter, still not looking at her. “I don’t want us to be weird and awkward.”

“Okay,” she said.

He cleared his throat. “Wanna try again?”

“Yeah, sure.”

“Okay, not to sound like an ass but when Joey kept forgetting his lines, I was so pissed off, I could throw a chair at the wall.”

“Right?!” exclaimed Y/N, feeling free to have finally broken out of her shell. “Like, he doesn’t even have many lines. I know he’s new but damn...you can’t get far if you don’t learn your goddamn lines.”

Harry shook with laughter. “Oh God, we sound like dicks, don’t we?”

“Maybe.” Y/N laughed, covering her mouth. “But you know what? We can’t be nice in this industry. It’s impossible.”

“Shhh, if someone heard this, we would be into big trouble.”

“Oh please, I’ve had worse articles written about me than ‘Y/N speaks facts about her lazy co-star’.”

Harry tossed his head back and cackled. “The worst one I’ve got this week was ‘Harry Styles hates therapists.’”

“What?!” Y/N gasped. “No way! That’s so stupid!”

“Right?” Harry rolled his eyes. “I could get all my therapists to speak up for me but I’m kinda immune to bullshit now.”

“Therapists? Like plural?”

“Yeah, one in every city.”

“Damn.”

“Yeah.”

Y/N rubbed her hands onto her legs. “Rough year?”

Harry’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he leaned back. “You have no idea.” Then he swept his hair out of his eyes, sucked in a breath, and finally looked at her. “I wish I could have talked to you, though.”

She bit her tongue, knowing what she was about to say next would disappoint her best friend so much, but she had to. “So do I.”

Harry looked taken aback before his lips curled into a smile. “It’s silly, isn’t it? I haven’t talked to you in a year, and I feel like I know everything that’s happened to you except that I don’t.”

What he’d just said might make no sense for most people, but Y/N knew exactly what he meant. She nodded and wetted her lip. “You only know as much as everyone else does.”

“Yeah, I got updates on you from the news and our friends.”

“Same.” Y/N smiled back. “I hate how they write articles about your new haircut but not mine.”

“I like your new hair colour.”

“Thanks. I like your new car.”

Then they both burst out laughing. It was fun and also a little bit strange that Y/N didn’t feel the same anxiety talking to him as she used to. It must be because they had grown and were now meeting again as better people.

“Damn, my ride's here,” Y/N said as she read the text from her driver. “I gotta go now.”

“Oh, okay.” Harry stood up and followed Y/N to the entrance. “Hey, just wondering--”

“Yeah?”

“Am I...am I still blocked?” He looked a bit flustered as she tilted her head and squinted her eyes. “On your phone. Because I remember you having my number blocked--”

“I unblocked you on your birthday.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah.” Y/N shrugged. “I should’ve sent you a happy birthday text but...I didn’t want your girlfriend to get the wrong ideas.”

“My ex.”

“Yeah, I know.”

They smiled at each other one last time before saying goodbye. Y/N knew it was silly, but she was hoping he would go after her.

Ding.

A notification popped up when she was in the car. She was almost home, and it was from Harry’s number. He’d sent her a link with a message that said, “Hope you like it :)”.

Curious, she tapped on it and was directed to an audio file titled ‘Track 5’. The upload date was last year. About two weeks after their short conversation at the Grammys.

Hurriedly, she fumbled inside her bag for her iPods and put it on before she pressed play.

“Hey, Jeff, I couldn’t sleep so I wrote this song. Listen and let me know if it should go on the album.”

Then came the piano intro. It sounded good, so Y/N wondered how it hadn’t ended up on his last album.

But when he started to sing...

We ended a while ago Your friends are mine, you know, I know You've moved on, found someone new One more guy who brings out the better in you

And I thought my heart was detached From all the sunlight of our past But he’s so nice, he’s so funny Does he mean you forgot about me?

Oh, I hope you're happy But not like how you were with me I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go So find someone great, but don't find no one better I hope you're happy, but don't be happier

And does he tell you you’re the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen? An eternal love bullshit he might not even mean Remember when you were with me I meant it when you heard it first from me

And now I'm pickin' him apart Like cuttin' him down will make you miss my wretched heart But he’s charming, he looks kind He probably gives you butterflies

I hope you're happy But not like how you were with me I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go So find someone great, but don't find no one better

I hope you're happy I wish you all the best, really Say you love him, baby Just not like you loved me And think of me fondly when your hands are on him I hope you're happy, but don't be happier

The song was for her. He’d written it when her new relationship had gone public. Y/N sat there, staring blankly ahead until the honking of a car tore open her inner peace, and reality came crashing back in. The driver dropped her off at her house. Instead of going inside, she stood on her front steps and replayed the song one more time. When it ended, she decided to text him: Why didn’t this make it to the album?

She didn’t know where he was now, but it showed ‘typing’ in less than a second, as if he’d been waiting in their chat since he’d sent that link.

You would’ve hated me, Y/N.

True, she replied. Still, I would’ve loved the song lowkey. And added, I love it btw.

He took so long to type that it was driving her crazy. She flopped down on the concrete stair with her phone clutched in her hands, her heart thundering against her ribcage. Anxiety popped like a balloon when his message appeared: Were you happier?

She reread it again and again.

No.

I wasn’t either, he responded. I kept getting deja vu.

Ha, nice reference.

That song is my guilty pleasure. Love listening to you roasting me on loop.

That last message made Y/N bury her face into her palm and giggle like a fool. She thought for a second and wrote: I could come roast you in person now if that’s what you prefer. I think we’ve never had a proper roasting.

Can we meet, Y/N? Or are you busy now?

No, not busy.

Great, I’ll pick you up.

Just tell me where, she responded with a smile on her face. I got my drivers license now :)