#gus will be fine though. don't worry about it ;)

[marclef]

I PRESENT TO YOU: THIS MESS

this uhh took way longer than i thought it would to make but. i was determined. i haven't animated much before so, i hope it turned out well hehe 😅

based on this thing courtesy of @beatcroc (..... forgive me for this bro)

[moonbyulsstuff]

Hey please can I have a Daniel park, Jaeha Han, Hajun Gu and Suhyeon Kim x Male!reader who is the little brother of Gun Park, The reader looks weak and he is soft but he is very strong and ruthless with his opponents (scenario or headcanon I let you choose and sorry for my english )

Male Reader Being Gun's Little Brother Headcanon.

Male Reader.

Requested.

Request Rules.

Masterlist.

Suhyeon Kim:

Suhyeon was completely fooled by [Name]

He was soft, nice and always had a smile across hisr face. The smile that melted the girls, including himself, and the prince charming attitude that he had.

That was his boyfriend.

Managed to take down 5 guys like it was nothing, he just stood there in shock. Suhyeon saw how ruthess and harsh [Name] was fighting his opponents, it honestly shocked and changed his view of his boyfriend. [Name] looked back at Suhyeon with a huge smile and walked up to him. "You're not hurt, are you?" [Name] asked his boyfriend, checking any sign of scratch and bruise on his body. Suhyeon then used his Peek at You card at his boyfriend. Sorry, your level is too low to use this card on this person. Suhyeon's eyes widened at the screen displayed right in front of him, what do you mean his level was too low? He had been upgrading and training stronger, he was able to practically see everyone's in Gangbuk stats. But not on his boyfriend? Just how strong is his boyfriend?! "Suhyeon?" He snapped out of thoughts and looked at his boyfriend who was looking at him worriedly, he coughed and nodded. "Y-Yeah... I'm alright.." Suhyeon said as he felt [Name] fingertips brush against his forehead, Suhyeon view of his boyfriend was completely changed at this point.

[Name] looks soft and weak since he always cowers whenever confrontation occurs, but maybe he just doesn't like fighting. "Sin-Since when did you learn how to fight?" Suhyeon asked as [Name] hummed and thought about it before answering with a huge smile on his face. "From my older brother, Gun." He said as he scratched the back of his head, while looking at Suhyeon nervously. "... A-are you mad...? I mean... I really don't like fighting... and my brother taught me so that I can know self defense... and protect myself.." He said as Suhyeon nodded.

But he wondered on how strong [Name] is, or as well as his older brother "Gun". Suhyeon chuckled nervously and shook his head. "O-Of course not.. don't worry.." He said as [Name] let out a sigh and kissed Suhyeon's cheek. "I just don't like seeing you get pushed around... I know you are the "Head of West Gangbuk High" but... I don't like seeing someone threatening you..." [Name] said. Even though Suhyeon has so many questions, he'll just ask them later but for now. "It's fine... don't worry.. how about we go to that ice cream place?" Suhyeon asked as he watched how fast [Name] face light up and nodded. "Of course!"

Hajun Gu:

"Huh?" "C'mon!! Let's spare Hajun!" Hajun stared at his boyfriend who was smiling happily, he sighed and nodded. "Sure.. but don't blame me when it gets too rough." Hajun said as [Name] laughed and shook his head. "Don't worry, I can handle it." Those words echoed inside of Hajun's head as he was laying down on the mat, staring at the ceiling in shock and in disbelief. [Name] crouching down beside him, looking at his boyfriend worriedly. "Hajun? Are you alright?" He asked as he poked Hajun's cheek who just laid there unmoving, stiff as a board. [Name] tilted his head, as he sighed. Before he eventually thought of something.

Chu~

Hajun eyes blinked profusely as he looked at his boyfriend who was smiling at him happily. "Is something wrong? You weren't responding to me.." [Name] asked as he helped Hajun sit up, he sat down on the matt while looking at his boyfriend with curious eyes.

The male was quiet before he looked back at [Name]. "... I didn't know you were cable of fighting..." Hajun said as [Name] tilted his head, looking confused by his words. "What do you mean cable?" "I mean... you looked weak... soft... I thought I should protect you from any dangers.." Hajun truthfully said as [Name] blinked profusely before shaking his head with a chuckle. "Just because I look weak and soft, doesn't mean I'm not able to fight.." [Name] said as Hajun scratched the back of his neck.

Tiny blushes on his cheek. "Yeah... you're right..."

Daniel Park:

"So... you're Gun's brother?" Daniel said as he looked at his boyfriend, sitting down on a crate. Head down and Daniel could see [Name] clenching his fist.

The other Allied crew watched behind, the reveal from Kouji that [Name] was Gun younger brother was a shocker. The group were out for Gun as well as a lot of people, and the fact that [Name] was the man's younger brother changed everything.

But it was also the reason on why [Name] has been avoiding them much more lately ever since Hostel B was taken down and Hostel was now merge into one unit, especially with his boyfriend Daniel.

It worried the group, seeing their dear friend distancing themselves away from them especially Daniel who feels heartbroken.

And the group didn't know if they feel betrayed or just... shock.

But they understand [Name], as well as Daniel. [Name] and Gun were related and Gun probably told him not to engage anymore with them.

"Yeah.." [Name] weakly said, Daniel's eyes softened hearing the weak tone he had. He kneeled down in front of [Name], holding his hand. Brushing his thumb across his knuckles.

He slowly looked at Daniel who looked at him with nothing but love, [Name] bit his lip. "Are... are you mad..?" [Name] asked as Daniel shook his head. "Of course not... I can see why you had to hide it..." Daniel said as [Name] sniffed, the black haired looked and saw tiny tears at [Name] eyes. He wiped them.

"Don't worry... I'm not mad, you're still the boy I had fallen in love after all."

Jaeha Han:

Jaeha was always suspicious of his boyfriend, [Name].

He wasn't dumb, he could see the moments where [Name] true strength was questioned.

He wondered if [Name] was a good fighter and a strong one at that fact, like one of those memes of looking like a cinnamon roll who could actually kill you, kinda thing.

So, Jaeha began to observe his boyfriend whenever he thinks he was alone. It was normal when Jaeha began to stalk [Name], but one day. "Holy shit..." Jaeha muttered as he watched how ruthlessly [Name] destroyed his opponents like it was nothing, Jaeha was following his boyfriend around when he was surrounded by 5 guys, basically going to steal his money.

Of course Jaeha was going to intervene but froze when he saw how [Name] destroyed them in a fight. 1 vs 5, and it seemed nothing to [Name]. The fight basically confirm his suspicions of his boyfriend's strength.

"Jaeha.." The blonde flinched as [Name] turned around and looked at Jaeha with a smile. "My baby!" He said as he ran to Jaeha and hugged him, Jaeha held his hips. It seems like [Name] knew Jaeha was following him.

"What are you doing here? Are you out shopping too?" Maybe not...

[chronicbeans]

okay hear me out on the yandere stardew valley…sebastian? or shane? 🫣

How about option 3?: BOTH!

Yandere Sebastian and Yandere Shane Headcanons (Separate):

TW: Obsessive Behavior, Possessive Behavior, Alcoholism, Suicidal Thoughts, Stalking, Noncon Photo Taking, Implied Violence/Murder

Sebastian:

He most likely took some time to fall for you. He's a natural loner, with only a few friends in town. That isn't to say he is rude. He just has a bit of a shell you have to break through to get his attention, and as shallow as it sounds, your appearance can really help. He believes a person's clothing style or aesthetic can say a lot about themselves. If you have a very bombastic and out there style, he believes you have a higher chance of getting along with him. You would seem to be more open about who you are, which is something he likes in people.

Once you catch his attention, you have it completely. He slowly feels himself falling in love with you. From the strange little quirks you have, shared interests with him, differing interests... You teach him so many things about the city, random fandoms you find online, aesthetics, whatever your interests are. The love he feels slowly turns to an obsession. So slowly, in fact, that he doesn't realize that it has become unhealthy. He thinks that it is still as normal and wholesome as it was when it began.

You will barely notice him following you around, taking photos, and leaving presents for you on your doorstep. Pelican Town is a relatively small area compared to the city. You simply think it makes sense that you would keep meeting with him. For the pictures, you just think he is trying to take pictures of the scenery, trying out a new hobbie. You don't ever see him leaving the gifts, though, and they make you a bit uncomfortable. You never told anybody about the interests contained in those gifts. Be it a cookbook, new album from your favorite band, or maybe a new sword for fighting, you know for sure you never let people know you were interested in that. You find those interests too embarrassing to share.

The next thing you know, your friends seem to avoid you. Harvey makes his check ups quicker. Pierre gives you large discounts on every item. Even Gus keeps each conversation short, to the point, and lets you know about this brand new discount for you and only you! You don't know what is going on, but at least Sebastian has stayed by your side through everything...

Shane:

You were a pest, at first. He just wanted to be left alone. At least, that's what he always told himself. He doesn't know when his views on you changed, but it did. Maybe it was because you stuck by him, even when he was actively trying to drive you away? Maybe it was how you treated him so kindly, despite his rude behavior towards you? Maybe he just always secretly wanted someone to keep pushing him to be better...

His obsession truly begins once you see him in Cindersnap Forest, lying by the cliff and ready to let himself fall. He doesn't remember much about what actually happened when he woke up in Harvey's clinic, but Harvey gave him the rundown. You were worried, you helped him get to the hospital, you stayed for a bit to make sure he was fine. The next day, when he went to tell you he was going to counseling, you gave him encouragement. You mentioned how concerned you were that night, told him how you were so happy he was still here, and even gave a few small tips you heard on how to distract yourself when you have the urge to relapse. You believed in him, even when he gave up on himself. You don't treat him like a burden, instead trying to help him become the best version of himself he can be. He loves you for that.

Although he is an atheist, that doesn't mean he can't worship you, in his own way. He may not believe in angels, but he feels like you are the closest the world will get to one. After that night, he makes sure to go out of his way to speak to you. Even while working at Joja Mart, he will begin to talk to you as he stocks the shelves, cleans the floors, and does whatever he needs. He constantly visits your farm with gifts, asking if he could come inside and hang out. He says things like "Talking to you helps me distract myself when I feel the urge to drink. You gave me that tip, right? I found it useful." or "I just feel a bit lonely today. I feel most comfortable talking to you, so I was wondering if I could visit your place? You've already seen mine." Really, though, he just couldn't get you out of his head.

He is... slightly aware that these feelings aren't normal. He goes to counseling, after all. He has mentioned you and how he feels towards you, only for his counselor to reply with concern at how strong those feeling were and how they seemed obsessive. He throws those concerns to the side, however, and goes about his days like it is normal. You are his anchor. His light. His will to live, really. He needs you to be happy with him in order for himself to be happy. He can't have anybody else take you away, or else he'd have nothing! He would never use these feelings against you, however. Far from it. He wants you to not feel pressured to be with him. That wouldn't be right. You never pressured him to get better, so why would he pressure you in any way? You encouraged him, gave him tips, and showed your support for him. As such, he'd do the same for you, hoping you would feel just as strongly about him as he does you.

Anybody who gets in the way, however, could rot for all he cares. It wouldn't hurt to get rid of a few of them, right?

[theamberfist]

Heartstrings | Alastor x Cupid! Reader

Queerplatonic! Alastor x Cupid! Reader

Description: When an angel shows up to the hotel that seems particularly close with Alastor, everyone is suspicious. Lucifer takes it upon himself to investigate the strange situation.

(Notes: CW Alastor) (gender neutral reader) (Reader is implied to be AroAce spec) (Alastor is implied to be AroAce spec) (Reader is an angel) (Reader is Cupid) (Part 1/3)

❀ My contribution to the Alastor QPR tag!! I've had the idea for an Aro/Ace/AroAce Cupid for a while now ❀

Words: 2,746

"Thank you, Alastor, for having your...friend leave." Charlie said, clearing her throat as she approached the Radio Demon, who stood not far from the hotel doors. Now that she and Lucifer had finished singing and making amends, everyone had dispersed to go back to what they'd been doing before. She knew it would still take time for her relationship with her father to change completely, but she was more hopeful now than ever that that could happen one day.

Now that Lucifer had agreed to help get her a meeting with heaven, he was back to looking around the hotel and talking with the guests with his new view of the place. He was trying to believe in her dreams, and she appreciated the effort as he took a newly-baked cookie from Sir Pentious' tray. 

"Hmm?" The Radio Demon finally replied, turning from where he'd been looking at the doors to face her now, "Oh, it was no trouble. Mimzy has a tendency to overstay her welcome, you'll find."

Charlie nodded. "Even so, we really appreciate it. And don't worry about the wall; I'll have it taken care of." Alastor quickly waved her off.

"Nonsense!" He exclaimed, snapping his fingers and instantly fixing the broken piece of building, "If I'm to be associated with this little project of yours, I'd like to keep it professional-looking!" Charlie paused, then nodded at that.

"Right." She said awkwardly, recalling how he'd never seemed to care about the look of the wall when it had been destroyed before. She was about to ask if there was a particular reason he wanted the place to look nice now when her father suddenly called out to her from the other side of the room. 

Turning, she debated whether or not to join him for a moment. It felt like there was something happening that Alastor hadn't informed her of; something she should know, but she also wanted her dad to like the hotel as much as she did. Luckily, the Radio Demon made the choice for her.

"Go on and finish your tour of the hotel without me." He said, gesturing for her to go to Lucifer. It was a big switch from when he'd insisted they do so together earlier, but she decided not to question that. 

"Alright," she said with a weak smile, turning to head over to where her dad and Vaggie were chatting by the couch now. She stopped for a second, though, glancing back at the deer-like demon, "You know, Alastor, you could join us." She suggested with a reassuring smile, "I'm sure my dad won't mind, and if he does...he'll get over it!" Her tone told him she was trying to be inviting but he simply shook his head.

"That's quite alright, dear." He replied, turning his gaze back to the door, "I'm expecting an important visitor later." That gave the princess of hell pause, along with everyone else that had just tuned into their conversation.

"Oh?" Charlie asked carefully, her stomach churning, "Another friend of yours?" Alastor's grin only widened.

"You could call them that," he replied slyly, not offering any more information. After meeting Mimzy, Charlie was nervous to see who else the Radio Demon might be close with, but with Lucifer still visiting the hotel, as well as the display Alastor had shown earlier to protect it, she assured herself it would be fine, no matter whom he'd invited. 

So, she joined her father and her girlfriend by the couch to chat about her plans for the future of the hotel; including a few lesson plans she had in mind for the residents. 

Both her father and the rest of the hotel guests were very interested to hear what Alastor had said about the guest he was expecting, but even she had little information to offer them.

It wasn't until a while later, when there was a knock at the hotel doors, that everyone perked up. Alastor, having been staying nearby the entire time, was the first to answer as everyone else in the lobby waited with baited breath to see who it was. His smile only widened when he opened the door; still hiding the visitor from view with his own form.

"Right on time, darling!" He exclaimed cheerfully, and it was now that Charlie could make out what looked like a faint pink glow form behind his body. Alastor stepped forward, seemingly pulling the other person into a hug, though the sight of their arms around his back gave her little clue as to who they were. She hadn't heard their response to his greeting, either. It was odd enough for Alastor to be so eager for someone to visit, though, much less hug them so comfortably. 

Finally, the Radio Demon stepped out of the way of the door, allowing his personal guest to step inside the hotel, which they did. That was when everyone in the room got their second shock of the day.

You were an angel; literally. With your golden halo, beautiful wings, and the pink glow around your body, it wasn't hard for them to put the pieces together. What didn't make sense was why the hell someone like you would be Alastor's guest.

Charlie gasped at the sight of you; sheer awe in her eyes, but she wasn't the only one. As you entered the hotel and Alastor closed the door behind you, Lucifer shot up from where he'd been sitting next to his daughter on the couch with wide eyes. He practically shouted your name, making you turn from the Radio Demon and in his direction now. 

"Haven't heard that in a while," you admitted with a delicate smile, "Most people just call me Cupid these days." That made the king of hell's eyes widen even further. 

"You got the job?!" He asked in awe. You shrugged.

"I guess so?" From the look on his face, you probably should have been more enthusiastic about the accomplishment, but since it was what had been taking up nearly all your time for so many years now, all you could feel was indifference. "It's good to see you again, Luci." The king's eyes sparkled for a second before he seemed to regain his composure and cleared his throat. 

"Good to see you again, too." He replied as calmly as possible as the hotel residents glanced between him an you in shock. 

You were about to say something else when Alastor finally spoke up, catching your attention instead. "Dear, we should be going now," he told you, looping your arm with his, "You're only in hell for so long, after all!" Your smile returned now and you nodded.

"Right." You looked back at Lucifer and the hotel residents as Alastor began leading you back to the door. "Nice catching up!" You called. Charlie opened her mouth to speak but Alastor cut her off, barely turning his head enough to look back at her.

"No need to wait up!" He called, and with that, the two of you were gone; closing the doors gently behind you. 

The room was silent.

Finally, Charlie turned to her father with a dumbfounded expression. "That was Cupid?!" She exclaimed, nearly hyperventilating now, "What are they doing down her? With Alastor? I mean, I'm sure he's capable of making all kinds of friends, but an angel? And why would he not tell me when he knows what we're trying to do here-" Before she could spiral, Vaggie placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. 

"Who the hell was that?" Angel finally asked. Lucifer, who had yet to speak, narrowed his eyes at the door.

"An old friend of mine," he admitted simply.

"What were they doing with Alastor?" Vaggie asked carefully, "And in hell? I thought Cupid only ever worked in the human world." 

"They do," Lucifer replied bitterly, "But I intend to find that out for myself." 

"Dad..." Charlie started now that she'd calmed down. The king of hell ignored her, though, as he headed for the door to follow you and Alastor.

There was no way you'd spend time with the Radio Demon willingly like that; surely, he was playing some kind of game. Whether it was an attempt to make you fall from heaven like Lucifer himself had once done or just a way to use you and your angelic powers, the king of hell would not stand for it. 

You two had been friends before he ended up down here, and he would be damned (a second time) if he let you suffer the same fate he did.

..........

Lucifer darted between buildings and across streets as he followed after you and Alastor, who happily chatted and walked arm in arm. Ever time the former angel's gaze landed on you two, his eyes narrowed again and his fists clenched. 

The fact that you seemed so relaxed despite being in hell only made him more suspicious. Of course, no one would approach you, angel or not, so long as you were on the arm of the Radio Demon. That just meant Alastor really had managed to gain your trust if you'd been willing to come all the way down to hell just to visit him, and the trust of an angel wasn't something the Radio Demon should have had.

Lucifer mentally grumbled to himself as he followed the two of you all the way to Cannibal Town. Not only were you an angel, but you were also apparently Cupid now; meaning you had even less reason to spend time with the deer-like demon. Your entire job was to help humans fall in love, and Alastor had made it very clear on multiple occasions that he was repulsed by romance. 

Finally, the two of you made it to what looked like a small clothing store in Cannibal Town. Alastor held the door for you and you entered with a smile as Lucifer glared at the place. It looked exactly like the kind of store he would have expected the Radio Demon to shop at; all the fashion looking like it came from the 1920s and 30s. The clothes you wore, though, didn't seem to have a particular timeframe attached to them. They could work for any year, which he guessed probably came in handy, considering your job brought you to the human world often. 

After waiting a few minutes, Lucifer came inside and quickly darted into a nearby rack of clothes before either of you could spot him. From there, he watched you walk around the store; picking out a few outfits you must have thought the Radio Demon would like. 

Lucifer held back a growl at the sight; Alastor had even managed to manipulate you into doing his shopping for him. 

In the end, you decided on a red suit similar to the one he had on already, though slightly more modern. When the deer-like demon approved it, you smiled and headed straight for the shop counter. 

You bought the clothes and then left the shop together, with Lucifer quickly following behind. As he pushed through the doors, though, he stopped upon seeing you both standing there expectantly. You crossed your arms as your gaze landed on the king of hell; your angel wings flopping slightly to show your irritation. Alastor still smiled, though his eyes were narrowed similarly to your own. 

Lucifer let out and awkward chuckle before straitening his posture and adjusting his suit jacket. 

"So you have been following us." You sighed, shaking your head as if his concern over the situation was completely unwarranted. "Did you need something, Luci?" 

"I..." Lucifer trailed off before finally clearing his throat, "I'm just keeping an eye on my heavenly guest; is that such a crime?" Neither you, nor Alastor seemed convinced. The Radio Demon stepped forward, placing a hand on your shoulder for emphasis.

"I assure you, your highness, we're quite fine on our own," he practically spat, "Had I had any ill intent towards our dear Cupid, I would have shown it already." That didn't exactly comfort the king but you spoke up now.

"Luci, I'm fine." You assured him with a gentle smile, "I've known Al for years, now." This made the former angel's eyes widen; how could that even be possible?

"Seven years, to be exact." Alastor added smugly, making the king of hell grit his teeth. 

"You're friends with a demon?" Lucifer asked in surprise. No one in heaven would have even considered being around a sinner like this, and yet you seemed so comfortable. 

"I'm friends with you," you nodded before turning to glance at the Radio Demon, "Al and I are partners." He nodded, making Lucifer's mouth drop open even further. 

He wouldn't believe it; he couldn't believe it. You, Cupid, were supposedly dating the Radio Demon himself? There was simply no way; Alastor had to have put some kind of evil spell on you.

"It's fine, Luci, really." You went on, but he wasn't having it.

"You're telling me you two are dating?!" He finally managed, ignoring how Alastor's glare deepened, "For how long? Have you been coming down here to see him all this time and I didn't know?!" 

"How like you it is to make such an assumption, your highness." Alastor commented, leaning on his cane disapprovingly.

Seeing that Lucifer was about to spiral, you stepped forward and gently grabbed him by the shoulders. 

"It's okay." You said softly, "We're not dating; we're just partners. And this is actually the first time I've been able to come down to visit." That seemed to calm the king of hell, but only slightly. At the very least, now he knew the Radio Demon hadn't trapped you in a relationship, though he still didn't understand what you meant by partners.

"I'm fine." You repeated, sensing the animosity between the two of them and knowing how big of a shock this probably was. It would have surprised everyone in heaven if they'd found out you were this close with another angel; much less a demon. You weren't exactly known for your relationships with others.

Finally, Lucifer calmed down and you glanced down at your wristwatch. "It's almost time for my next shift," you sighed before turning back to Alastor, "Want to come with me?" His smile instantly brightened and he nodded.

"But of course, darling!" With that, he snapped his fingers and the clothes you'd bought earlier appeared on him; making him look a bit more modern than before. You'd insisted on the choice, considering it would make the humans more suspicious if someone that looked like they were from the 30s appeared randomly. 

Behind you, Lucifer seemed shocked all over again. Sensing his concern, you turned back to him with a smile on your face. 

"Don't worry," you said, "I'll have him back soon enough; I know all the sinners are kind of your responsibility." Clearly, your understanding of his feelings was a little off, though he appreciated you trying to comfort him. 

Alastor extended his arm to you again and you took it with a smile before conjuring a pink portal in front of the two of you that Lucifer could only assume would take you to the human world. He wasn't about to let you disappear so suddenly, though.

"Uh, is that allowed?" He asked, popping up beside you in concern and gesturing at the portal, and then to the Radio Demon. There were, of course, types of hellborn demons and heaven born angels that were allowed to venture to the mortal plane like you were, but he'd never heard of that courtesy applying to sinners. 

You turned your gaze back to the king of hell with a shrug. "We've done it before," you admitted. This only made his concern grow. How and when had you done this before?

"Wh-what? How?!"

"Way too much power and not nearly enough supervision." You admitted with a shrug before finally turning back to the portal. "Anyway, it was good to see you again, Luci! We'll have to do tea and catch up some time!" And with that, you and the Radio Demon disappeared into the mortal plane, leaving a very confused king of hell behind. 

The more he thought about it, though, and knowing what he knew about you, he realized this surprising partnership made a lot of sense. You'd always been a wile card when it came to the angels; even when he'd still lived in heaven. He guessed you thrived on one another's chaos.

Still, the Radio Demon and Cupid themselves; who would have guessed?

[irresistiibles]

plotting/starter call under the cut! they're lightly capped at four per muse but if you have a good idea and it isn't last minute i'm happy to add it. i'll also being doing memes at the start of the event, so don't feel like you have to go crazy. like and i'll come to your dms or reply with some starters and i'll get to queueing! glad to see so much love and hype for the event!

achilles : unaware any change has occurred

achilles is technically a lord but is currently serving as a knight and thinks this has been his life forever. he's fine with it though he does think he deserves a higher up position than what he currently has and isn't thrilled he has to do this service as a knight for image or whatever it is that got him there. he is probably some sort of officer or commander not just one of the guys in the crowd. he spends a little too much time at the tavern starters (2/4): hades, patroclus

angel dust : aware things have changed

aware something happened but doesn't know how to explain it and is really worried he took something since everyone else is acting normal. he's also worried about how to find drugs here and will be very on edge all the time. starters (3/4): sir pentious, niffty, vaggie

asami sato : unaware any change has occured

working as a blacksmith and having a good time with it honestly. sure, it's less high tech than what she's used to back home but asami loves to learn new crafts and get used to new environments. actively involved in guild life and she's probably poking around with magic and monsters more than she should as well. starters (1/4): ben skywalker

ben hargreeves : unaware any change has occurred

honestly he's got no magic but would sign himself up to be a wizard's apprentice so fast. like that seems cool of course that's what he's doing. he likes adding ingredients to potions and chilling. absolutely will approach magical monsters even if he shouldn't starters (1/4): klaus hargreeves

clara oswald : unaware any change has occurred

she's happier now than she had been in modern washington. this is way more interesting to clara. she's working as a tutor but is absolutely getting too involved in nobility politics, and could get caught up trying to overthrow someone. also very interesting in the magical creatures all over the place starters (0/4):

deena johnson : unaware any change has occurred

a farmer who lives on the outskirts of town. she's really good with animals, and is probably one mistake away from being accused of witchcraft for one reason or another. she's not doing any witchcraft, but it probably way too comfortable talking to people who are. starters (1/4): rosamund du prix

emery anden : aware things have changed

he is very concerned with everything going on, especially in the medical field, and it's not making him feel great about the chances he's actually aware of his real life in modern washington also. get this man some help (not leaches please) starters (1/4): kaul hilo

fizzarolli : unaware any change has occurred

truly living up his best life as a jester for charlie. i would say they're a pretty well acclaimed jester in general, so even though he's a court jester they will come and perform in taverns when possible, and he's really just thriving in this sort of environment. starters (2/4): louise belcher, charlie morningstar

glinda upland : unaware any change has occurred

your local witch, but glinda has a very good reputation. she doesn't do any curses, just things like charms, good luck potions, healing spells, love potions, what have you. she's very chill and not worried about any accusations cause she's very good at keeping people happy and on her side starters (3/4): fiyero tiggular, lee hongjo, elphaba thropp

gu zi : unaware any change has occurred

you know what i'm committing. he's living as a rat catcher, and is honestly pretty chill about it. he absolutely also tries to befriend some of the bigger monsters and creatures running around washington even though he's got basically no way of defending himself. starters (0/4):

inej ghafa : unaware any change has occurred

she's actually gone from trying to work a respectable job in the modern day to going back to thievery and criminal activity. it's just easier and she doesn't trust as easily here with magic way more available and difficult to deal with starters (2/4): nimona, dom toretto

irina yang : aware things have changed

knows things changed suddenly, but has realized this is a great way to start scamming people. anything she can remember about the modern world she's selling as information, and they're also just kind of pretending to be a witch because she's got enough magic to get away with it, and when they ask for something she can't do, they're just putting drugs in potions. starters (0/4):

jang man wol : aware things have changed

she's working as an inkeeper but she's very upset to be back in the past. she already lived through this era! been there done that! where's her phone? her dramas? she will absolutely be complaining about this to anyone who will listen even if they think she's mad starters (0/4):

jin ling : unaware any change has occured

nobility. probably a whole king and very stressed and unhappy about it. made a ruler very young and has no idea what he's doing. he can't catch a break even when he's not home okay. starters (2/4): wei wuxian, jin guangyao

jonathan sims : aware things have changed

he's going to become fully aware after the event. right now he's still unaware of his real life but he's aware of his life in modern washington and knows this is not right. probably accidentally became a local prophet because of how he's just starting to Know things now, but he's mostly running around trying to figure out what the fuck is going on starters (0/4):

kyoshi : unaware any change has occurred

she's probably gotten herself involved with a local crime group because with her luck she would absolutely catch too much attention and get kicked out from her nice servant job. give her a crime group to join, she's got way too many morals and will be annoying but she's also good muscle. another one of my characters who's one wrong statement away from a witch hunt starters (1/4): jester lavorre

luo qingyang : unaware any change has occurred

living her best farmer life. she's got a bunch of chickens and is truly just chilling. is a good place to go to if anyone needs to hide from monster hunters or a witch hunt starters (0/4):

madoka kaname : unaware any change has occurred

give me a witch for her to apprentice under! she can't do magic but she can get ingredients, and help make potions, and bring a cat and some good energy along and she would love it a lot okay! she will also defend them as much as she can when the inevitable witch hunt comes along. starters (1/4): homura akemi

mei nianqing : aware things have changed

he's aware things are different but honestly he likes this better so he's kind of keeping his mouth shut i'm afraid. he's thriving as an astrologer/tutor/priest for the rich, and kind of hopes things will stay like this. don't mention how things were different he will gaslight you starters (0/4):

nico di angelo : unaware any change has occurred

he's a priest, does exorcisms and everything. obviously he still has his powers and knows who his dad is, but he just uses that to genuinely be able to help with ghosts and gain trust with people. he's living surprisingly comfortably here. starters (2/4): bianca di angelo, satana hellstrom

nie huaisang : aware things have changed

he knows things have changed but he's not really making that clear to anyone. sure, he'll talk in fantasy about a modern washington, but there's no need to stress everyone out by making them think he's more than just an airhead. he's a lower noble who spends his time chilling and painting. he's very interested in the mythical creatures and will try and adopt a baby dragon starters (1/4): nie mingjue

ning yingying : unaware any change has occurred

apprentice under shen qingqiu and learning about european swords and clothing. the problem with her being more confident and a little bit better at fighting in a world where duels and jousting are possibilities is she keeps considering it. girl is mostly living as a scholar but is ready to brawl do don't encourage her. starters (1/4): sha hualing

pearl: unaware any change has occurred

she's obsessed with the human concept of knights so this is great for her. she is of course serving as a knight, and though i'm sure she's under a specific kingdom but i would love to plot someone who she's specifically guarding. she's very protective and will be willing to throw herself in front of danger without hesitation pls employ. starters (1/4): sella palpetine

roronoa zoro : unaware any change has occurred

working as a bounty hunter/sword for hire again for both humans and mosnters, whatever gets him a paycheck. he'll work for whoever, but he's less inclined to work for people of power, he just doesn't really get along with them that well, and he's mostly looking to fight more than get a massive paycheck. starters (2/4): sanji, sgaeyl

shang qinghua : unaware any change has occurred

advisor to some sort of noble! overworked and a schemer, so if anyone's plotting against nobles he is a good person to go to. he's happy to do a lot of underhanded shit to get rid of people. give me a noble for him to work under. starters (1/4): kaul shae

shi qingxuan : unaware any change has occurred

honestly living a chill life as a barmaid/occasional beggar when funds are low. qingxuan is actually really comfortable and having a fun time with the common people in this form of washington, so it'll be a nice time for them. a good friend to have if you want cheap drinks starters (1/4): syala eren

toph beifong : unaware any change has occurred

technically somehow got herself stuck as a noble lady, and i think it would be funny for someone to plot being the poor knight/guard looking after her because i know toph is quite literally always running away from them and trying to get into fights or start trouble starters (4/4): katara, mai, jamie, zuko

yin yu : unaware any change has occursed

he's a gravedigger lmao, and not obsessed with it for obvious reasons. catch him sulking around in graveyards on the regular. he's staying away from most of the new mythical creatures and is trying to convince the people he knows to stay away from the dragons as well. starters (1/4): astrid hofferson

zagreus : unaware any change has occurred

he's a prince but doesn't actually like doing that and is working a small apothecary job on the side and just hopping he doesn't get recognized. loves going to watch jousting and see if he can get included somehow. starters (0/4):

[tohisprettyc00l]

If you have a nightmare

Amity: She is by your side as soon as possible. She gave you a tight hug.  Listen very closely while you talk. Gives you another tight hug. Snuggles you until you fall back asleep.

Luz: Very worried. She keeps hugging you. And gives you one of her stuffed animals. And many forehead kisses. If you're not able to go back to sleep she hangs out with you.

Willow: She's not sure how to help. She says the basic "It's okay" and "It's all fine." She suggests you sleep in her room. She gives you very tight and secure hugs. Despite her not being sure how to help, she does a pretty good job.

Hunter: He's had (and still does) many nightmares.  So he does have a decent idea of what to do. He was also there to comfort you pretty fast because he was probably awake. He is definitely still nervous. He ends up falling asleep with you.

Vee: She also has a bunch of nightmares (What the emperor's coven does to a mf). She tries to distract you with activities such as drawing and reading. Which not only works but accidentally keeps you up-

Raine: I have a whole one-shot about this- Like it says there they hug you. And sings you a song to calm you down. It's very nice and calming :).

Eda: She brings you to her nest which is surprisingly comfy. She turns into harpy mode and holds you in her wings. That is the second time I've mentioned that happening. But what is fanfic if not telling people the scenarios I imagine in my head? Anyway, she is actually pretty good at comfort.

Emira: She is the oldest child. Therefore she has experience with comforting people with nightmares. She hugs you and gets you fluffy blankets. She lets you talk and listens intently. She starts cuddling you halfway through talking. You end up falling asleep by her.

Edirc: Despite also being an older sibling he has NO clue what to do. He was also kinda panicked. Though he did end distracted you and calming you down. So tasked failed successfully?

The Collector: He doesn't really get nightmares. I feel like being as powerful as he kinda prevents him from getting nightmares (If that makes sense.) So to overcome this problem he wakes up Luz and drags her over to help. She also does what she did in her part but just kinda throws her stuffed animals at you and then goes back to sleep.

Lilith: Does breathing exercises. Her presence is pretty calming in general. She also gives you tea. Don't ask how she got the tea so fast, just apprentice the tea.

Gus: He doesn't know what to do. Cut him some slack he's twelve and an only child- That being said he does a pretty okay job. He hugs you and rubs your back. He also does breathing exercises. It's pretty basic but effective.

oA/n: I'm back!

[eighthpassenger]

Custom Made | CateLuke x Reader

You’re the newest recruit to the Seven! Big honor!

You’re lab-made, like Homelander, and they used some of Soldier Boy’s DNA making you, which means he considers himself your older brother. He’s ecstatic about ‘not being alone’ anymore. It’s very intimidating, but you quickly see what a privilege it is to automatically get into his good graces. You’re protected, which is actually really helpful because you’ve never been out of the lab before and it’s really overwhelming. The fighting and power part, you’ve got handled; the social? Not so much.

Backstory: After taking over Vought, Homelander found out about your existence, the only other successful test tube Supe. He was pissed. Broke you out of the lab, incited and helped you kill all the workers who ever kept you locked up or experimented on you.

Now to the fun part: Cate and Luke find the particular mix of your strength and navieté intoxicating. 

Canon Divergence: Cate told Luke what was going on soon after Indira asked her to (Indira asked her too much too soon, not enough loyalty earned yet here). They stormed and exposed The Woods to rescue Sam, a bit of a massacre still happened and Cate and Luke were appointed the Guardians of Godolkin. Luke became part of the Seven as Golden Boy as everyone expected, but Cate followed to Vought Tower on her own merit. Sam’s still around. The Godolkin Gang is still alive, they're just still in GU. This is a darker version of Luke bc I love when he cracked <3

They start by befriending you. They’re so nice! And your age, to boot! How lucky really, that they're just so easy to be around. Wouldn't have anything to do with Cate using her powers to pick up on your thoughts and steer themselves in the right direction to gain your trust and put you at ease, of course.

They offer to teach you about what normal people do; Cate especially smiles sweetly as she mentions her own isolated childhood, saying she has the best tips to get used to people and catch up on stuff.

Luke though… he’s just kind and reassuring. Always making sure people don’t crowd you too much, that you don’t get overwhelmed… Shows you his favorite things to do, since he's the one with the most normal childhood (and isn't that a fun thought). Sam joins sometimes, and you relate to him due to the being locked up and experimented thing, too. Really, it's like you were custom made to fit in Cate and Luke's lives.

They have to tread the fine line that is getting your attention without upsetting the balance that is having Homelander be overprotective over you.

Homelander actually finds it amusing and adorable. Says that as his sibling, a superior even among Supes, you deserve your own fans, and at least they’re decent Supes on their own rights. 

He takes his brotherly duties seriously, and when he gives them a shovel talk it’ll be terrifying. He encourages you to use them, to have fun. Cate and Luke are mildly terrified he'll realized they're trying to manipulate you, but he's confident that as his sibling that just couldn't happen.

Like it'd be hard for them to sway you one way or another with their kind words and reassuring smiles, their encouraging touches. You just killed someone on accident because you got overwhelmed and lost control of your powers? Don't worry, Cate will make sure no one remembers anything, and Luke will burn any evidence away. Anything you want to do or try, they'll encourage as long as you take them with, like two smooth-voiced deviled in your shoulders. Isn't one of those supposed to be and angel? The cartoons they showed you seem to indicate so, but it's not like you're eager to complain.

You were already kind of screwed up due to growing up in a socially limited environment, only being experimented on and trained, and killing the ones who ‘raised’ you didn’t exactly make you more stable.

Now, with such influences around you, who knows what you’ll become?

[lyra-r05e]

Hi again! It's time for another chapter teaser :)

This excerpt doesn't feature Sebastian at all (sorry to disappoint). As such, there's nothing explicit in the excerpt below, but if you're new to this fic it is absolutely explicit (minors be warned).

Chapter 13: Harvest will be posted on Sunday, October 20th.

What Friends Are For

Fandom: Stardew Valley

Rating: Explicit (Smut, Graphic Depictions of Violence)

Genre: M/F, Friends with Benefits / Friends to lovers

Pairing: Sebastian x Female Player ('You' perspective)

TW: alcoholism. Please enjoy "Shane's Birthday:"

This week has been incredibly busy for you. Every day until summer will be spent harvesting your spring crops and preparing for the transition to the new season. After selling a massive haul to a delighted Pierre, you barge into the clinic with determination.

“Is it too late for a coffee?” You ask, handing your thermos out to Harvey.

“Never,” he replies, placing his mug in front of you to pour into. “What would you like in return for this surprise gift?”

“Hey now, I don't always ask for something in return.”

“True, but your coffee offerings always come with a request or an apology. I assumed the former,” he smirks and takes a sip.

“Ok fine, you got me. I have a favour to ask of you, but it's totally okay if you don't feel comfortable doing it.”

“I'm listening,” he raises an eyebrow with intrigue.

“It's Shane’s birthday today, and I want to throw him a mini surprise party. But I know he won't come over willingly, so I was hoping you might give him a call,” you look up at him and gauge his reaction.

“Oh. I know where this is going,” Harvey rubs his temple under the arm of his glasses, “you know it's incredibly unethical for me to fake an injury, right?”

“I know, you can say no. Hear me out though, I just need Shane to think he needs to help feed Kiki tonight. He'll do it, he's soft when it comes to animals. It just has to be for a good enough reason, like I passed out from exhaustion and need an IV or something. You know?” You say hopefully.

Harvey looks at you, pondering his options. It's a bit of a stretch asking him to do this, he's completely justified in refusing your request. He twirls a pen around his fingers and sighs heavily.

“I just know he won't take it seriously from me, but if you ask him-”

“Fine,” Harvey sighs in defeat.

“Really!?” You clench your fists in excitement.

“Yes, for you I'll do it,” he chuckles, “when should I call him?”

“Hmm, around 6 maybe? In case he comes over right after.”

“Sounds good. I'll let you know how it goes.”

“Thank you! You're the best,” you wave and quickly exit the clinic, energized for your birthday mission.

***

You're just about finished frying the last batch of pepper poppers when Harvey’s call comes in. You quickly answer it and tuck your phone between your cheek and shoulder to keep your hands free.

“Tell me good news, Doc!”

Harvey chuckles on the other end. “Apparently I'm a more convincing actor than I thought. He was pissed, but he's on his way.”

“He’ll get over it soon. Thanks for doing this Harvey, I really appreciate it.”

“No worries, have fun tonight.”

“See you soon,” you end the call and fish the rest of the snacks from the oil, adding them to a tray in the oven to keep warm. Between these and the pizza you got from Gus, the smell coming from the cabin might give away the surprise.

You quickly tidy up, set the table and scatter some cheap decorations to finish the gift. You turn off the lights and sit quietly on your couch to wait for his arrival.

Shane's footsteps approach a few minutes later, and he tentatively tries the door. You always leave your door unlocked, so he slips in and calls out for Kiki, who comes trotting up to greet him. He gives her a few head scritches before standing to hit the lights.

“Surprise!” You jump up with your biggest smile, earning a jolt and a death glare from Shane.

“That explains the smell. You’re unbelievable, you know that right?”

“Honestly, you should expect this from me at this point,” you laugh, leading him to the kitchen, “Happy Birthday, Shane.”

Shane grumbles, but inspects the table with curiousity. You pull out the pizza and pepper poppers from the oven, and grab a large growler of your homemade pale ale from the fridge.

“There's no one else lurking in the shadows, is there?”

“Nope, just me.”

“Good. I don't have to share.”

“I'm glad you’re hungry, I was hoping to catch you before dinner. Did you have any plans tonight?” You pass him a mug of beer.

“I was just about to throw in a frozen pizza when Harvey called. The game starts soon,” he glances at the clock on your wall.

“We can watch it here if you like?”

“You like Gridball?” He raises an eyebrow.

“Truthfully, I don't know anything about it. But it's your birthday, so whatever you want to do I'm game.”

Shane ponders his options for a moment, staring at the spread of his favourites you prepared for him. “Yea alright.”

“Sweet,” you toss him the TV remote and pile a plate with food while he finds the right channel.

“I can't believe you put Harvey up to lie like that. I didn't think he was capable of it.”

“That man will do anything for a cup of coffee, I swear,” you laugh, “what did he say?”

“He said Marlon found you passed out and carried you to the clinic, and that he was worried about your new kitten. I almost refused, but he said you trust me the most when it comes to animal care,” he rolls his eyes.

“Nice, Harvey. Pulling at the one heartstring you have,” you grin cheekily.

“Yea yea,” he takes a big bite of a pepper popper, visible steam escaping from it. “FUCK that's hot,” he struggles to avoid dropping it.

“Oh yea, I just fried those,” you laugh, “good though, right?”

“So good,” a tear streams down his face, unclear if primarily from pain or pleasure.

The two of you stuff your faces while watching the game, Shane happy to answer your questions about the rules and add quips about the players. It's nice to see him so enthusiastic about something other than chickens.

When halftime rolls around, you tidy up and pack away the leftovers for Shane to take home later. He brings your plates for the dishwasher, and refills both of your beers.

“So..” he looks at you tentatively, and you raise an eyebrow at him. “Aunt Marnie told me Sebastian was here when she dropped Kiki off.”

You tense up for a moment before continuing with your task. “I was wondering if she would. What's the rumour going around about us? It hasn't come back to me yet.”

“There isn't one. I managed to squash it for you, you're welcome.”

“Really? How?”

“She asked if I knew anything about the two of you, and I said yes. She barely knows anything about Sebastian, other than he tends to stay up late in his room. She thought it was weird he was there so early, so I told her he often hangs out with you when he can't sleep and that you’re good friends.”

You flop back onto the couch and turn the volume down while the commercials ramble on. “And she just took your word for it?”

Shane joins you on the couch. “Yea. She's uh, really team Harvey for your romantic interest,” he takes a sip of beer, glancing at you for your reaction.

You lean your head back on the couch with a groan, putting your palm on your forehead. You slide your hand down your face and take a few big sips of beer.

“Those women need to get a hobby. Seriously, why does everyone think we’re going to date? We barely hang out, sure we're friendly with each other but come on, it's not like we're openly flirting,” your frustration is evident in your tone.

“Harvey is kind, and well respected. And so are you. They want him to be happy,” he shrugs.

“I want him to be happy too, but I don't want to be responsible for his happiness,” you furrow your brows, taking another angry sip.

“Touchy subject, eh?” Shane smirks, and you glare at him briefly. “Why are you so mad about it?”

You stare into your mug and sigh, unsure how to answer.

“...Maybe you and Sebastian are more serious than you think after all?” He says tentatively.

You sigh, and meet his eyes. “I don’t want to be responsible for Seb’s happiness either.”

“What about your own happiness?”

This is easily the deepest conversation you've had with Shane. It's a nice change of pace, being able to talk openly with someone who knows about you and Sebastian. You reflect for a moment before answering him. “I want to be happy on my own first. What about you?”

“Yea, me too. I got a lot of issues to sort out still,” he stares into his beer.

“Can I be honest with you?” You turn slightly to face him.

“When are you not?”

You grin briefly before returning to a serious expression. “I…I feel conflicted. About giving you alcohol. Ever since that day…” you trail off, memories of his limp body by the cliff flashing in your mind.

Shane fidgets slightly, avoiding your eyes. “I'm feeling better, truly. I don't rely on it as much any more. It's still a problem, no doubt about it. But I feel…much more in control, now. It's not an everyday thing that consumes my every thought.”

“That's good to hear,” you place a hand on his knee for comfort. “Let me know how I can support you. If you decide to quit for example, I'll remove any sign of it from your sight.”

“Thanks. Counselling has helped a lot. And so has the time with your chickens,” he smiles softly. “Now shut up, the games back on,” he grabs the remote and cranks the volume. You smirk at the abrupt end of your heart-to-heart, straightening up and resting your feet on the coffee table to enjoy the game.

The game ends later than you anticipated, Shane’s team squeaking out an overtime win as another little birthday present for him. You grab the leftover pizza from the fridge and hand it to him as he gets ready to go.

“Thanks for everything, Farmer. This was…really nice,” he smiles warmly at you.

“Awe, you’re welcome,” you lean in to give him a big hug, but your attempt is thwarted by a hand on your forehead.

“No. No, none of that,” he stands firm, resisting your attempts to lean forward and break his strength.

“Let me…hug you…dammit!” You grunt as you lean further into his palm.

“Fucking hell, why are you so freakishly strong?” He sighs, removing his hand. You flop into his chest suddenly, and he grunts as he catches you for a one-armed embrace.

“Oof!” You’re startled for a moment, but quickly squeeze him tight. Shane pats your back a few times, sighing dramatically.

“You’re a good hugger.”

“Don't get used to it. Now let me go, would ya?” Shane feigns annoyance, but his smile remains when you break away from him.

“See you in the morning,” you wave him off as he walks home, pleased with yourself for how well the evening went. It'll be hard to top that gift next year, you chuckle to yourself.

[crimeronan]

I don't know if Gus will be joining the Hell Castle Gang(though i hope he does…. the potential hilarity of him apprenticing under Adrian when he is already more powerful than the coven head as a kid. Also i love him) but I think it would be really fucking funny if Gus joins the Fuck Amity squadron with Hunter and Willow. Girl bullied his best friend for years and is also a giant bitch to Hunter, who:

1. Befriended Willow in the castle after she worried so much about going there and anyone who's nice to Willow is a good guy in his eyes. 2. Somehow Gus befriends him as well and they bond over being child prodigies among people older than them and living up to expectations. That might come later when Hunter's more relaxed though and not a highstrung walking pin cushion with all needles pointed outward for anyone who isn't Luz.

Now suddenly there's three people who are both or either very powerful, promising witches, in high positions of power, or the favourite of another important witch in the castle, two of which from her past she would have Very Much liked to never see or think about again, around her every day who all hate her guts. She's falling into the holes she's dug over the years and is too stubborn and prideful to get out.

obsessed obsessed obsessed. just. all of this. the hexsquad forming an anti-amity union to amity's increasing consternation. amity being a miserable prideful stubborn idiot who nonetheless cares So Much about everything, all the time. hunter having places to direct his energy beyond Protecting Luz and Murdering Amity. luz being the sole person in the group who's like "amity might not be that bad" while the other three are like "OF COURSE SHE'S FINE AROUND YOU, YOU'RE THE EMPRESS" and luz is like "but of course i can't have a bad opinion of anything she does, i'm the empress :((((" GOD. they're all So Funny. i love this So Much.

[gren-arlio]

This is looking like a Once-A-Month thing now, but at least they're getting out. Welcome to Season 2, Episode 5 of Waku Puyo Translations.

(You've probably have seen that top-middle image before. Well, here's where it's from.)

Heya, Welcome to Episode 5 of this little series which has slowly turned into a monthly thing, where I try my damn best to get as much info out of videos as possible.

To cut the details, this episode was a little less boring to do. The work itself is fine, I just found it boring because so much of it was just "Gren, go to Kiki's Info Booth. NOW." rather than other stuff. Least it wasn't last episode's level of a slog.

Anyways, lets get right into it.

The video itself:

Timestamps:

Black Kikimora Talk: 0:10 (I'll refer to her as Biki)

Biki Boss Fight: 2:38, Defeat quote is at 4:45

Incubus Encounter: 5:30

Incubus Boss Fight: 7:45, defeat is at 12:30, and getting the chest is at 13:33.

Kikimora Info Booth 1: 13;51

Kikimora Info Booth 2: 15:45 (Subsections for both of these.)

And fun fact, there's two videos of these left before I'm done with the Arle side of things...for now. Course I'm gonna be missing some things here and there, but hey, main story will be comprehensible. With that, I hope you enjoy.

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Biki Talk:

Biki: ...

Arle: Hey, err... Am I allowed to enter this place?

Biki: I'm sorry, but...

Arle: Ah, I see...I'm not allowed in...

Biki: No, wait, you can enter. We're just about set with the attraction.

Arle: No, it's fine, I'll just come back later.

Biki: (???) I mean, have it your way then.

Arle: You said something?

Biki: Oh, nothing... (She leaves.)

Arle: ...Wait a second, did she say I could actually go in?

Carbuncle: Gu-gu!

--- Biki Boss:

Biki: Alright, we're all set now!

Arle: Huh? You're the girl I met earlier...

Biki: ...For one, I'm quite glad you came into this place.

Arle: Wait, wha?

Biki: No worries though, I've already completed this wonderful trick.

Arle: Really now? Look, that's amazing and all, but I really need to go, so cya!

Biki: ...Oh, I can't just let you leave for free. I need you to test this thing, after all. Some man came in here earlier and didn't fall for anything, so he was quite the useless participant...

Arle: Eh?

Biki: Oh come on, don't be shy. Let's start this show!

(A lot of Biki's text leaned towards the theatrical side, oddly enough, so I hammed it up a little bit.)

--- Biki Defeat:

Biki: Tch, you did well...

Arle: Phew, that was a tough one...

Carbuncle: Gu?

--- Incubus Encounter:

Incubus: Hello there!

Arle: Oh, H-heya...

Incubus: And how are you, ma'am?

Arle: I'm doing OK. And how about you?

Incubus: I'm here to say that this place is a whole lot more difficult than you think. Me? I'm just taking a break, honestly.

Arle: I, uh, see...

Incubus: Hm? What's wrong?

Arle: Did you also come here to play around?

Incubus: Yes, of course! That's right...I'm here to play with YOU, actually. (There's a heart here but my PC don't have the hearts like my phone. Oh well.)

Arle: Wha!? Really?

Incubus: Yep. I didn't know there were even other people doing these attractions other than me. And to think such a cute girl is doing it too... I'm quite glad. (Another heart here.)

Arle:

C-C-Cute girl? Is by chance, that girl is me?

Incubus: Of course! Who else could it be but you?

Carbuncle: Gugu!

Incubus: ...I've no use for a rodent like YOU. Rather, I'm more interested in your owner. (Another heart. The cons of having a PC.)

Arle: Ah... Um... Well... Wow... That's the first time I've ever been called that...

Incubus: (Haha, now's my chance! Peace!) [And he leaves]

Arle: To be honest, I've been confessed to a few times... Oh, hahaha, what am I saying... ... Huh? What? EEH? No one's here anymore, this was a trick! I...I'll get ya for that one! You can't toy with hearts like that!

Carbuncle: Gugu!

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Incubus Boss:

Incubus: Sorry Arle, but I'm here first.

Arle: Eh? ...What was I late to?

Incubus: Well, first off, I don't want you to be upset at me. But honestly, this is for the greater good. Please, forgive me.

Arle: Forgive you for what?

Incubus: Look, I kinda need this orb. And the ones YOU have as well!

Arle: Wh...What!?

Incubus: Yes. Now be a good girl, and give me those orbs.

Arle: I-I could never give it to someone like you! I worked WAY too hard to get these!

Incubus: Oh, it can't be helped then... If I can't take it by my words, I'll just do it with force! And...I can steal your heart as well! (Not to be taken literally.)

Arle: You seriously creep me out... I knew that you're some sort of pervert! I can't even joke anymore, I can't lose this!

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Incubus Defeat:

Incubus: No way! Please forgive me~

Arle: Haha, I won!

Carbuncle: Gu!

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Orb Gotten:

Arle: Oh, there's the orb! It's the black one, too! Now I just need one more!

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Kikimora's Info Booth:

Kikimora: Ah, you came at just the right time!

Arle: Eh?

Kikimora: I have a letter for you.

Arle: A letter?

Kikimora: Well, here's the letter if you're curious.

Arle: Aha...thanks. Eh? It has my name, but not the senders. Well, what does this say anyways...

Letter: The last of the orbs is with me, a certain little witch. Ya want it? Oh, what am I saying, course you do. If you want this orb, come down to the Puyo Puyo Dungeon. I'll be waiting for you on the 10th floor. Oh-hohoho! - From the mysterious, beautiful Witch

Arle: ...What? Is this a fight invitation? First time I've gotten one of these.

Kiki: Wait, I thought this was a congratulations letter! I thought it was odd that a hooded figure gave it to me though. Should I just throw it away then?

Arle: Oh no, it's fine. I'm happy I know where the final orb is, at least.

Kikimora: Is that so? ...I mean, you're awfully calm about this.

Arle: Really? Even so, I'm pretty excited. Alright, lets go to the Puyo Puyo Dungeon!

Carbuncle: Gu!

Kikimora: Well, have a fun trip then.

[This then brings you to menus, which has the following.

Listen <- Rankings Bulletin Board Back

After clicking listening to Kikimora, she asks "What do you want to talk about?" The options goes:

6th Orb <- About Rare items Black Market Tales About Ranks When in Trouble Back

When clicking the 6th orb, this is as it is: ]

Kiki: Have you met the sender of the letter yet?

Arle: ...No, not just yet.

Kikimora: They're telling you to meet them at the 10th floor of the Puyo Puyo Dungeon. Well, good luck, Arle.

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Kiki's Info Booth 2:

Kikimora: Congratulations!

Arle: Err, what did I do?

Kikimora: You've scored over 50K points in the rankings! You've really set an amazing record, you know!

Arle: I mean, you SURE that's the case?

Kikimora: So much so that you've received a prize from the mysterious owner of this place, in fact. Please keep up the amazing work!

[After this, the player goes to Bulletin, and it's as followed:

Secrets of Puyo Puyo Dungeon <- 1

Traveling Merchant Fufufu

To my Dear Honey! <- 2

To the LOUSY Mage, Arle <- 3

Don't just throw it away!

Where is my Meteor Grimoire!? <- 4

Complete Synthesis (or Fusion) manual <- 5

And here we go in order.]

Secrets of the PPD:

Hehehe, the Dungeon ain't over just yet. For those with 6 orbs, an even greater challenge awaits you. That's right, even you, the person holding those 6 orbs, will be presented the greatest challenge yet. It's a thrilling adventure for that's perfect for adventurers. Enjoy THIS challenge! - The owner of Waku Waku Puyo Puyo Land

To My Dear Honey!:

Bulletin: Oh, hi honey! (Insert a heart here,) I gave you the win this time. Next time, I'll take it seriously. Until then, I'll leave the orb in your hands. - From your sweet "friend", Incubus.

Arle: Isn't he a persistent one...

Carbuncle: Gugu?

To the LOUSY Mage, Arle:

Bulletin: The last orb you need is with me, a certain mysterious Witch. You want it? Of course you do, it's the last one you need! If you really want this orb, come meet me in the Puyo Puyo Dungeon. Oh-hohohoho! I'll see you at the 10th floor! - From the Mysterious, Beautiful Witch.

Arle: Calling me a lousy mage... how rude, Carby!

Carbuncle: Gu!

Where is my Meteor Grimoire!?:

Bulletin: Why do I keep finding these grimoires I DON'T need? I still can't find the Meteor grimoire, the one I actually want. If you have it, can we just trade if that's possible? I don't want this book taken by some random monster, it's like gold to me! - From the Magically Gifted Witch.

Complete Synthesis Manual (Bottom):

Witch: From the cute yet oh-so-elegant Witch!

Incubus: And the noble Incubus, we bring you...

Witch: The complete Synthesis...

Incubus: ...Manual Guide!

Witch: Let this show begin!

Arle: ... ...

Incubus: Now, to begin this lecture.

Witch: Say, Arle. Do you know what the "Ring of Darkness" is?

Arle: Yeah, well... it's not like I HAVEN'T seen it before...

Incubus: If you combine that ring with some other ring, the result will be different than usual. If you do it, the Ring of Darkness will level up, but it'd be cursed instead.

Witch: It's kinda shockin'.

Arle: ... ...

Incubus: And on the other hand, there's another fusion that lowers your level, but removes the curse.

Witch: Now we have to wonder, what exactly IS he talking about?

Incubus: Hehe, do you wanna know?

Arle: ... ...

Witch: Oho~ Please tell little Arle here some more!

Incubus: Well, you do that by fusing with the Ring of Light.

Witch: Ya heard that? They said to fuse with a "Ring of Light".

Arle: ... ...

Incubus: And of course, there's other ways to go around doing this stuff, too. You just need to try out different things, is all.

Witch: Now hopefully, with this wonderful knowledge, we made your synthesizing life much easier.

Arle: My synthesizing life, huh...?

Incubus: And that marks off this little lecture.

Witch: And my apologies, but I gotta go as well.

Arle: ... ...

Witch: And once more, from the cute yet oh-so-elegant Witch!

Incubus: And the dashingly handsome Incubus....

Witch: We bring you the Complete Synthesis...

Incubus: ...Manual Guide!

Witch: Catch ya later~!

[And they leave.]

Arle: ...For some reason, I feel a shiver down my spine...

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And that's all for today. This one wasn't as bad to do, which I'm happy for. Hopefully next up is the super long Schezo post, or something related to it. Thanks for your time and for reading this all.

Adios.

[serendertothesquad]

Seren's Studies: Odd Squad UK -- "Villain of the Year" Episode Followup, Part 2

It's like a subtle reminder telling everyone to vote or something! Hmmmmmmm oh yes I do wonderrrrrrr- below the break.

"villains only care about themselves"

they're voting for other villains

So tell me why they can't vote for themselves, then? Did they try that and it fell through so they gave up voting for themselves as a sacrifice?

I mean...if "Flawed Squad" can do it...

And this, folks, is what we call "having moxie". Clearly Athena saw that one King of Queens episode and it lives in her mind rent-free.

There is exactly one joke I can make here and it's an innuendo I'm not even uttering it but Osgood is FUCKING TEMPTING ME.

It would have been fine if the man elaborated, but hmmmm nooooooooo.

...He...he...hay? He makes hay? That makes people itch?

I don't know. I got nuffin'. I've looked at this damn uniform up and down five times and that's the best my brain-fogged mind has got. Either the man picked a dumbass name or Athena popped a weed gummy and thought the name "Mr. H" was hilarious somehow.

"Don't worry, Bob, we'll get you some cream."

*deep inhale* No. I'm not touching this. No. Not a chance in hell.

Did...did she just say "portholes and popcorn"?

The "portholes" part is relevant, but...fucking "popcorn"?

I don't know about you guys...but it seems a little out-of-character for Captain O to be giving up so easily. Seems like she might've stolen some ideas from Arctic Mr. O in that regard.

SEE???? YOU SEE???? THEY C A N VOTE FOR THEMSELVES SO WHY DON'T THEY?!?!?!?!?!

Oh my God, this is so stupidly convoluted that I have to wonder if this really is some jab at American politics and Athena just moved from America to Britain in recent years.

(I'd say British politics is a more accurate jab, but I don't know their state of politics nor do I know if it's as fucked up as America's.)

But...his mom's not part of the Villain Club, so why does she vote? If she were in the Villain Club it'd be 22 total votes because there are 22 members.

Again, way too convoluted and ass-fucking-backwards.

Okay, this transition with the bubbles and the streamers is cute. I like it.

He gave them bubble tea, sure, but will it send them to the astral plane like with Orla when she tried it?

Spoiler alert: it will not because Athena has never seen OddTube Season 2 in her life.

MMMMMDOYOUGEDDIT.

'CAUSE CAPTAIN O...SHE...SHE HAD A SAMMICH...AND THEY HAD BUBBLE TEA AND NOW THEY'RE FLO- WHY ARE YOU NOT LAUGHING. LAUGH GOD DAMN YOU.

And your credits for this episode. Turns out Osip's name really is spelled with one S.

-------------------------------------

Overall...raising the bar by a few inches was a mistake. It really should have been a few inches lower, not higher. Goopy Gus somehow being there as a mention -- and a very gratuitous one, mind you -- did not save this episode by a long shot. For an election episode, it was far too convoluted and I've watched election episodes of this franchise with simpler terms and conditions, like "Captain Fun".

Though really...given how Athena hasn't written any kids stuff before, I can't say I'm surprised at this point. Lack of kids content in the resume is pretty much a sign the episode's dead in the water before it's even watched, for me anyway.

Oy...well, anyway. Next up is "Planes, Trains and Oddmobiles". I don't know how much better this one will be, but I'll be bracing myself either way.

Seren out!

[inlovewithgreta]

you are my sunshine

Larissa Weems x Fem!Reader

Chapter Seven

As the next few days went by, you were completely unaware of the events that happened with Wednesday at the Harvest Festival until Monday morning when Larissa decided it was best to tell you before the Sheriff came into the school to talk about it.

Before you could even get a word out, the man of the hour strides in through the school doors to meet with you, Larissa, and Wednesday.

Your sister and him immediately walk side by side while you and Larissa tail shortly behind them.

"Why didn't you tell me this the night of the carnival?"

"I had other things on my mind. There was no need to worry you."

"But—"

"Just let me do the talking, Y/N."

The Sheriff goes on about how after hours of searching the area Wednesday described, he and his team came up with nothing. There was no sign of anything.

It made you think if Wednesday was lying but it was unlike her. Why would she make something like this up?

Based on your previous encounter with the man, it didn't surprise you that he insinuated the 'monster' to be one of the students at the academy.

"That's bull—"

"Sheriff, I find that offensive." Larissa side eyed you sharply, cutting you off and bringing the Sheriff's eyes off you and back onto her.

Larissa, to your surprise, stands her ground against the man after he keeps insinuating that a student was behind all of the recent attacks.

More information was being handed to you as you had no idea of anything that seemed to be happening outside of the school.

Was it being kept for a reason, or did Larissa simply just not trust you yet?

The man in front of you takes one last jab at the students at Nevermore and Larissa sighs with a forced smile, making it obvious that she is tired of his prejudices.

While on the way back to Larissa's office, it quickly became clear to you that it wasn't just your family he disliked, but all of Nevermore as well.

As you all filed in, Larissa sat behind her desk, the Sheriff sat in one of the chairs, Wednesday stood in the space between the two, and you stood next to the blondes desk, one hand resting along the dark wood while the other sat snug against your hip.

Larissa thinks Rowan simply ran away but explains how nobody has since heard from the boy since the night of the carnival.

"That's a bit strange though, don't you think?" You chime in.

"Dead people are notoriously bad at returning calls." Wednesday says as her dark eyes are nearly burning through Larissa's.

Without responding, you notice Larissa do the same look she gave to the Sheriff just mere moments ago in the hallway. The way she just slightly tilted her head and forced her red lips to form a smile as a way of responding.

The man uses his most authoritative voice to get information out of Wednesday, and your pigtailed sister immediately gives it to him without hesitation.

You seem to catch Larissa's eye when she notices you tapping your pointer finger on the desk when you see the man barely listening.

To no surprise, the Sheriff is dismissive over the information just given to him and asks if it could've been a bear and not a monster.

"I know the difference." Wednesday fact checks him with her usual confidence.

"Bears are pretty distinctive, sir." You add, coming to the aid of your sister.

Larissa almost immediately cuts in, trying to stop the conversation altogether.

Wednesday disagrees, wanting to talk to him alone but Larissa is quick to deny.

The tension in the room only got more intense when the man threatened to take Wednesday down to the station for an official statement.

"Let's go—"

You watch as Larissa quickly rises from her seat, doing her best to keep her composure.

"Fine," She strides around her desk, putting a firm hand along your shoulder to gently guide you forward to leave the room with her. "You have five minutes. . . play nice, or I will call the mayor." She threatens the man but you're too focused on the contact on your shoulder to notice just how quickly Larissa guided you out of the room and into another connected to her office.

"Why didn't you tell me anything before?" You instantly ask after she slams the door behind her.

"I didn't think it was necessary." She sighs, barely looking in your direction.

"You didn't think it was necessary to tell me information about my sister?"

"Not at the moment, no." She checks her watch with a frown.

"Why not?" You continue asking.

Larissa exhales loudly, frustration and stress finally starting to get to her and her heels loudly click against her floor as she makes her way to the door leading to the hallway.

"If I knew what happened I would've tried to help them search so Wednesday wasn't standing there nearly being accused of something!" You take a step towards her.

"That's exactly why I didn't tell you!" She finally answers, whipping her body back around to face you, "I knew you would go out there and try to help the search party without knowing a single thing about the area. This student was missing, Y/N, I was not having you missing too!"

At her confession, you stood there at a loss for words. Not a single word came to mind.

"Now stay in here and don't touch anything."

You watched as she left the room not a moment later.

While you were reeling from Larissa's words, little did you know that in the room right next to you, Rowan walked in with a bright smile on his face, looking as if nothing had happened, and leaving behind a shocked and confused Wednesday.

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[onippep]

Let it Happen

The big Five-O, Peppi...ha! Don't you worry, I'll catch up to you soon!

Believe me, you don't want to. I walked up some stairs the other day and thought my joints were going to lock up.

[Laughs] Ah come on, I'm sure it isn't all bad! Just look at you! You don't look a day over 35.

Wait til you can see the white hairs.

You're alright, Peppi, honestly. You've been doing well for your age. I know it's a big number, but think of it this way! You're in a much better spot than you were a year ago! Several months, even!

Strange how fast stuff can change.

Yeah.

It's... been hard, either way, but yeah, a little easier. Especially with him.

Onippep?

[nods]

He's been a blessing for you. I hope I can continue to help you out wherever I can, but I think that frog's been doing a lot of the heavy lifting.

Super heavy.

But look at it. Does it look exhausted at all? No. That's passion. That's what love is, I think.

Big word.

Hm? Pbffft, no it isn't, bro, it's a simple word! Four letters!

Not what I meant.

Hear me out, though! It doesn't have to be complicated. Me and Brick? We're tight. He's like a sibling to me. First our fists were flying at each-other in that Tower, but now we're watching cartoons together every night and joking about rat and gnome things. I'd say that's love, too! Just in a different way.

...

Just-- point is, don't let more complicated definitions keep you from it. You can work for love, but it'll never be a chore. Never a stress. Let it come to you.

You're sayin' all of this as if I have a crush on that thing.

[gives him a look]

... WHAT. DON'T STARE AT ME LIKE THAT.

You're still such a scaredy-cat.

Oooh, awesome thing to say to me on my birthday, Gus! Come on, man. I'm not scared of anything.

Uh-huh.

...

...

...[snickers] Quit it.

Nuh-uh. You've been clammed up ever since we repaired that window. The tension can be cut with a dull spoon, compagno. [smacks his shoulder]

Whatever! Leave me alone. [chuckling]

It's my job to pester, you damn fruit! [laughs]

D-don't pressure me! I swear it's becoming clearer. Slowly. I just wanna be open to other options while I'm at it.

Anton's not coming back, sweetheart.

[shoves him playfully] YOU HURT ME. You hurt me good. You sure you're not single?

WHY ARE YOU AVOIDING THIS SO MUCH! You're insufferable!

[both laugh]

Back to being real-- I support you in anything you do, Pepp. Just don't overthink it. You're in a better spot now, you can process things. Don't let me set you back.

Yeah. For sure. I've-- been feeling shit I haven't felt in ages, so it's just a little jarring.

Ooh, what, the... [makes a butterfly motion with his hand]

[nods]

[mockingly] OoooooOOOoooo!~

A--OI! AYE! NOT SO LOUD!

Sorry! Sorry. I'm actually thrilled. I think something in you is healing, friend.

Pfft. Cheesy. You think so?

Yeah, absolutely. That doesn't just 'happen'.

...

[gestures]

I--uh. I just. Get super aware of time and everything, so I think that mixes into all of that. Age-wise.

You're middle-aged. You've still got plenty of time.

Easy for you to say, man, all my biological functions are already waning.

It's natural. It doesn't mean anything's ending, man. That happens as soon as we're born.

S-still, I can't help but think about how I've got a bit of a time limit to decide who I wanna be with for the rest of my life.

Sheesh. Easter really screwed you up, didn't it.

[chokes] You fuckin' think?! It's humiliating seeing everyone all married with kids while I'm the fag of the family that hasn't even gotten a date for the last 10 years. I'm such a loser, man.

Aye, easy, brother. You're fine. Look around you. Do you see anyone else across these fields? You're just in a really bad location, with bad circumstances. You're not some lesser man for that. If anything, the world owes you an apology.

That sounds like the most narcissistic thing I've ever heard.

It's got some merit to it. You have to believe me here, Giampaolo, I swear all the gays in town would be all over you if you were closer to the city.

Pffft. Whatever you say.

Next Pride, I'll prove it to you. You gotta come out this year.

I think I've still got my leather around somewhere...

That's the spirit. And who knows, maybe a certain frog can come with you. Enjoy the sights and sounds. Enjoy the You.

[flustered] Fffffuckin'. Whatever. [chuckling] My life's never been really ordinary anyway.

Your first mistake is ever thinking otherwise. My roommate is a giant rat. You suplexed a man with a pizza for a head and destroyed a giant Tower with nothing but your rage.

[sigh] ...yeah. You're right.

Sometimes you gotta let things happen. You'd be surprised.

Yeah. [smiles]

[barkspawn]

Ooh I really love your writing! Can I request Shane for either number 4 or 5 from that list you posted a little while ago? I would appreciate it so much! ❤️❤️

How about BOTH

Lmao this was fun and we're gonna ignore the glaring problem he had and call this just a fun night for the story

:|

"I make it home all of the time just fine," Shane started, second beer in hand, "I'll be fine. I'm treating you for your birthday so don't worry about me."

Amelia rolled her eyes but took the beer he held out for her, "fine, but I'm just saying.. if I have to carry your ass home-"

"It won't happen, Amelia," he affirmed, his tone like the period at the end of a statement, "and if I can't make it home, I won't ask you."

There was a hint of annoyance in his voice which had Amelia biting her tongue. He knew she would help him however she could so she'd have to settle knowing that. 

His smile returning, he clicked his glass to hers, "happy birthday, A."

She grinned and downed her beer while he just stared, completely shocked, "a girl after my own heart," he breathed. She wasn't sure if it was meant to be to himself or a joke. 

Emily walked over to where they stood against the wall, beer in hand and outstretched to Amelia, "I didn't know it's your birthday! Gus said I could give you one on the house!" She grinned, giving her birthday wishes before heading back to her station at the counter. 

── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──

Hours had passed and Amelia was tipsy, of course, but made it a point to not get wasted. Crops don't take breaks for birthdays. 

Shane on the other hand was more than a little drunk. Gus gave Amelia a quick signal that they were closing up for the night. She smiled and turned to Shane with a smirk, "we gotta go. Gus needs to close up. Besides, I'm pretty sure you're already going to hate yourself in the morning."

Shane snorted, his lip curled in disgust, "more than usual?" He turned to meet her eyes, her saddened look making him feel guilty. 

"Shane.. I didn't mean.."

"Nah, just a joke," he concluded before heading toward the door. Amelia was thankful she had slipped Gus some gold in advance. Once they were both out the door, Shane started off toward the ranch, though didn't make it far. He stumbled, nearly falling on his ass had Amelia not been there to support him. 

Just before she began to tell him she'd walk him home, he spoke, "look, I know I said I wouldn't ask.. but I could really use your help getting home."

Amelia laughed, fighting the urge to tease him. She moved so she could help him walk home, his arm around her shoulders. The smell of the beer aside, there was something nice about the way he smelled. He smelled a bit like fresh hay and whatever his body wash was. It paired well and she often imagined him holding her, that smell and his strong arms holding her there and making her feel safe. Shane had a temper but he was always incredibly sweet to her. 

Okay, not always. But he barely knew me then..

She was snapped out of her thoughts by his voice, sudden and firm, "'m gonna call ya Oatmeal from now on."

Amelia barked out a laugh, shaking her head, "oh Yoba, why is that?"

"Well, 'cause you're Amelia… which has 'meal' in it… and oatmeal is a food. Sometimes sweet, sometimes savory."

She laughed again as they passed Sam's house, trying not to be so loud. She shook her head, preparing to respond, but he spoke before she could, "hey, A?"

His voice was a lot quieter, almost nervous. She wouldn't let herself be nervous about it yet, "what happened to Oatmeal?" She teased. 

A smile teased at his lips as he tightened the arm around her slightly, "ah, shit. Oatmeal, yeah."

"Yes, Shane?" She hummed after a second of him not answering. 

"I dunno if I've ever told you this," his voice was slurred, but back to that almost shy tone, "but you're really fuckin' pretty."

Amelia was thankful that it was dark outside as it gave her the cover to hide the stinging blush over her face at the compliment.

He called her pretty.

She undoubtedly had feelings for him, but the admission caused butterflies to rise in her core.

"Oh, wow. Thank you, Shane…" they were walking up to the door as she finished their journey home, "here you are, safe and sound."

He hummed, his keys dropping from his hands. She picked them up and pulled the one marked for the ranch before unlocking and opening the door. She glanced over the pathway to his room, chairs and clutter litering the way.

"Actually, let me help you make sure you don't wake the entire town," Shane grumbled, clearly growing into the tired stage of being drunk. Amelia shifted and did her best to maneuver him through the kitchen and to his door, pushing it open enough to help him through and into bed. She was able to help him out of his hoodie and shoes, her eyes lingering longer than they should at his arms or the way his shirt lifted a bit when he shifted back to lay down. She sat on the edge of the bed, brushing back a loose strand of his hair, though the action was helpless. His hair was always just a little wild. 

"Do you want me to set up camp so I can help your hungover ass in the morning?" She teased, though she only got a small nod from him in response. As she tried to stand, he caught her hand in his. His hands were large and calloused, but gentle as he thread their fingers together before wordlessly continuing to rest. Her cheeks were undoubtedly red again at the idea of him holding her so effortlessly, his strong arms and warm hands holding her just as he held her hand just now.

Thankfully, Shane cut her thought process off, "thank you for all of this. You- it really means a lot to me."

His voice was tired and slurred. She tried immensely not to read too much into it, "of course, Shane. That's what friends do, yeah?" She was surprised to see his face contort into an emotion she couldn't quite place. 

"Fuck being friends, A."

Her heart sunk to the pit of her stomach, but she continued as if it were a joke, "what, don't wanna be my friend anymore?"

It took a long moment for him to respond. Just as she thought he fell asleep, he continued,  still slightly slurred, "Nah, 'ts not enough. I mean it, Oatmeal, fuck being friends," she almost asked what he could possibly mean, but he rambled on. She froze as she realized he had opened his eyes and was looking right at her, eyes locking on hers, "like I said, you're really fuckin' pretty, you're nicer to me than I deserve, Jas fuckin' loves you, hell, even the chickens get excited when you come over," she laughed quietly at that, reminding herself how drunk he is, "friends ain't enough."

Her heart had to be beating at record speeds now, her thumb tracing over his knuckles. 

He's drunk and emotional. He'd say the same to a pizza if he had one. 

"I'll make you a deal, Williams," she teased, pulling her hand from his to make for his couch, "tell me again when you're sober and we'll go from there."

He frowned a bit at the absence of her hand before rolling over with a groan, "liked ya for months, not gonna change overnight," he added to the end of the groan. As she lay back on the couch and stare up at the ceiling, she listened as he started to snore softly. She smiled to herself, letting herself be hopeful that he may feel the same about her. 

She hadn't imagined this would be how the night would go when he asked her to help him home, but that small phrase repeated over and over again in her head, causing a new wave of butterflies every time she glanced his way. 

Fuck being friends.

[sunnyie-eve]

5 | Software Corrupted

Series: A Zombie's Serenity 

Paring: Zed Necrodopolis x OFC Buchanan!

Word Count: 1.5k

A/N: Might be a few mistakes, and I'm using Brenna D'Amico as how the OC's looks

| MASTERLIST |

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"I can't wait till they see the boy you snuck out to see was a zombie. Start packing sis, see you next school year." Bucky smiles as he walks past me at my locker. 

"At least I won't have to deal with ignorant people anymore!" I shout making a few students look at me. 

As I walk to class Zed comes running up calling my name, "Last night, I wanted to help when zombie patrol arrived but I was just, I was afraid..."

 I cut him off, "You don't need to apologize plus I told you to go. Gus took me home and my parents weren't happy with me sneaking out. The only problem now is my parents say they will send me away for the rest of the school year if they don't meet the boy I snuck out to see. Bucky has got to them saying since I keep acting out I need to go learn a lesson."

"Great! So, I'll just win them over with my quick wit and charming smile." He winks making me smile. 

"We still have a slight problem because they still don't know you're a zombie. I didn't get the chance to say it and Bucky even hasn't told that little detail." I let him know. 

"He even hasn't thrown out that part... and they hate zombies. They're gonna send you away then I won't get to see you for the rest of the year." He sighs. 

"Yeah, but I don't care. You'll still be here when I get back. And maybe your quick wit and charming smile can win them over when they meet you before the game." I give him a smile. 

"You sure?" He asks me. 

"They're gonna send me away whether they meet you or not. I'd rather leave with them getting to see who makes their daughter happy whether they like it or not. I'm late for class." I kiss his cheek then rush off to class.

After school while I getting ready for Zed to show up, I was practicing what to tell my parents before they see him. "We got this. If they don't like him, I don't care because I do." I make way downstairs as the doorbell rings. "I'll get it!" I rush but they beat me to the door. "Fine open it, but him being-," 

My mom's words cut me off, "Handsome." I was shocked by that reaction. 

"What do you mean?" I jog over to the door to see Zed looking normal making my jaw drop. "What?" I stare at in him disbelief as he hands my mom flowers.

 "So... how do you know my daughter?" My dad asks him. 

"When she was a cheerleader and I'm on the football team." He says as I keep staring at him while they talk about playing football. 

"Okay, we have to get going." I make my way throughout my parents dragging Zed away. 

"Nice meeting you." Zed smiles at my parents.

"What the heck?" I ask him, a good distance away from my parents. 

"I adjusted my Z-Band. I can feel the energy coursing through my bones right now. It's awesome! Hey. We still got time before the game. I owe you a real date." He walks ahead of me. 

"A date?" I repeat. 

"Yep." He makes me shake my head. 

"Zed, it's not necessary. Taking me to the Zombie Mash was enough to call a date. You don't owe me one. Plus I don't think this is safe or good for you." I jog to catch up with him. 

"But I want to and it's worth it." He smiles walking us to the fro-yo place we have.

As I go in Zed doesn't follow me and I see him outside holding his wrist, "What did I tell you." I look at him worried. 

"I'm fine. Eliza was wrong. Nothing bad happened." He smiles. 

"Eliza and the word wrong don't belong in the same sentence." I tell him but he makes us go inside. "You pick the most boring place because all we have is vanilla." I tell him as we wait. 

"I've always wanted to come here. Now finally, here I am with you on a date. This is so great. Right?" He sees I wasn't thrilled. 

"Is it though?" I ask him. 

"Yeah. Look at us. We're together." He smiles. 

"But I'm not with you. I'm with someone you're forcing yourself to be. And on the football field." I explain to him.

"You hid your hair most of your life to fit in. Why can't I do the same with my Z-Band? Why is that so bad?" He asks. 

"But I don't anymore because I don't care. And you help me realize that. There's a huge difference between my hair and your z-band. You're hurting yourself and being something you're not. Even when I hid my hair, I was still myself. You're changing yourself when it's others that need to change." I explain. 

"We're gonna make this work, okay? Everything's great. Trust me. I'll dial myself back to zombie mode and win the game." He tells me. 

"But everything not great because I'm on a date with someone else. I wanna be seen with Zed the zombie not Zed the human. I wanted my parents to meet the zombie that stole my heart with his quick wit and charming smile." I sigh making him think about it.

When we get to the game Addison rushes over to me, "I hear my parents say your parents met the boy you snuck out to see and they liked him. How did Zed manage that? You're parents are worst than mine." She asks. 

"Zed messed with his Z-Band. He made himself look normal which I hated. He's changing himself when others need to change. You're one of his friends but keep it a secret because of our family. You need to stand up for him and zombies and yourself. Stop hiding under that wig because it's so much easier to show it off. You'll feel a weight be lifted off your shoulders. Trust me." I walk away to take a seat in the stands.

When the game was coming to the end we were down five points. "Give me a Zom. Give me a bie." Addison starts to get the crowd to chant making Bucky mad. "What does that spell?" She asks making me laugh. 

"That's not spelling but she's got the spirit." I make Eliza laugh. 

"Software's been corrupted? How? Zed what did you do?" Eliza stands up. 

"Did what you told him not to do. When he meet my parents he looked like a human." I tell her. 

"He want?!" She gets pissed. 

"I was upset too." I huff as we watch him actually win the game without cheating. "He did it!" I scream jumping up. Suddenly the Z alarm goes off making people panic. Eliza and Bonzo rush off and I see them go offline too. I notice Bucky standing still smiling making me rush down the stands, "What did you do?!" I shout at him.

I run to get off and see Zed going after Bucky. Zed gets him cornered under the bleaches as I rush to them. "Zed! Fight against it the urge! I know you can." I carefully walk towards him not caring. "Zed!" I get past him and stand in front of him. 

"Serenity. Get back, please." He groans. 

"No because I know you can control it if you try. Look at me...You can do it. Breathe." I take his hand and he actually starts to go back to normal. "Zed... you okay?" I ask and he slightly smiles. 

"It worked. You calmed me down." He sighs before Gus tases him.

"No. It's fine. Everything's okay. Why are you taking him? He didn't hurt anyone!" Gus handcuffed him and walks him off. "Stop! Let him go!" I rush after him but my dad and uncle show up trying to hold me back. "No!" I shove past them. "Stop it! These are my friends!" I shout but Eliza says they don't have human friends. "That's a lie because you have me! Addison..." I turn to her and she looks at everyone booing. "Back me up." I beg her.

"We told you zombies aren't safe. Give them an inch." My uncle starts. 

"They'll bite your face off." My aunt adds. 

"That's not true. Someone messes with their Z-Bands and Bucky was behind it!" I shout at them. 

"Don't lie, Serenity!" My dad yells at me. 

"I'm not!" I start to cry. 

"You're going home and you're going to pack your things." My dad grabs my arm. 

"Serenity, I'm sorry. Maybe they're right. Maybe we shouldn't be together." Zed tells me as my dad drags me off. 

"No, no! Don't say that!" I beg him as my dad drags me off while I head out Addison starts to yell at the crowd.

When I get home I had to pack my things and while I was Bucky stood in my doorway watching me. I get up walking to the door and stare at him before slamming the door in his face. My parents didn't waste a second to get me far from Seabrook. They sent me to a all girls private school with dorms. 

"Hopefully you will learn your lesson for misbehaving and will be better for the next school year." Was the last thing that told me before leaving.

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@ailesswhumptober day 17: hypothermia / heat stroke / "you look a little pale"

[happy tuesday the 17th! here's a bit of shawn's pov as he cracks the case, and the aftermath of his second worst day at camp tikihama]

wind whips the bare trees around the cabin. lightning flashes through the window, casting lopsided shadows into the room, as thunder crashes loudly, covering the sound of the creaking branches.

"come on, shawn, what's taking you so long?" gus calls from the main room, but shawn's focus is elsewhere. there's a pale figure floating in the lake, even though jason's game is over.

everyone rushes to retrieve the janitor's body. he's dead, dead, unlike annie, and of course they're all cut off from outside help. it's fine, everything's fine - shawn's a psychic, after all, and jules is the best cop this side of anywhere, so they've got nothing to worry about, besides, the fridge is stocked full of snacks, and it's not like the corpse is going anywhere. all they have to do is ride out the storm.

as exciting as billy's game of strip cribbage promises to be, shawn's much more interested in erwen's cold body. the marks on his neck are familiar, but when jules asks him about it, he plays the 'not getting a strong enough vibe' card. when they return from the porch, billy's lost most of his cards along with his clothes, but shawn can't afford any more distractions, not if he's gonna find the real killer. 

he figures out it's clive a moment too late and mentally kicks himself; billy went to check on the breaker, annie probably (definitely) isn't okay anymore, and clive is missing.

"i don't know why, but he did, and i'm going after him." shawn leaves gus in charge of keeping jason and sissy safe, and runs to the laundry cabin while jules runs to annie's.

he's too late, again, and it starts to rain as gus fights with clive in the abandoned pool. he falls, and shawn's feet dash across the concrete before he realizes he's moved off the grass.

the pool is mostly empty, but there's enough water to make the sparks flying an actual concern, and gus can't die, he can't, especially not after doing this all as payback for his jumpscares over the years.

"you're okay! you're okay!" shawn frantically yells as he rushes to the fallen body. "you're okay, you're okay, you're okay," he chants, closer to a question than a reassuring statement, but gus has to be okay.

gus has to be okay, but it's not gus's body in shawn's shivering hands. it's clive, and gus is nowhere in sight. on one hand, shawn's extremely relieved, but on the other, he's now facing a man with a grudge and the cold is preventing him from thinking clearly.

rain barrels down as gus tosses shawn a pool skimmer - "a pool skimmer, really?!" - to combat clive's blade. shawn does the only thing he can do as he defends himself, only slightly aware that he's babbling about a damn rick astley piñata, and the next thing he knows, gus is hurling pool noodles at clive's back.

shawn's disoriented, but he knows enough of the situation to know that gus should not be here. gus is too important, too kind and smart and foolish to die in such a stupid way. jules rushes in to the scene, because of course she does; she's brave and selfless and she has a gun and -

"- you have to take the shot!" shawn yells over the storm and clive's ranting. he closes his eyes, and the last thing he hears before his world turns black is the crack of the gunshot.

when he opens his eyes again, jason is sitting beside him on the couch, panting heavily. gus is muttering something to himself as he walks in circles around the kitchen, and sissy is calling for an ambulance.

on the opposite couch, annie sits on billy's lap while erwen rests beside them, his feet up on the coffee table. the water must have stopped his heart for a while, that's all, and shawn's eyes must have been playing tricks on him when he saw billy's body splayed out next to the circuit breaker.

"did we get 'im?" he asks, shuddering as rain drips from his hair to his chest.

"shawn! you're awake!" gus exclaims.

"i'm dis-com-bob'lated," shawn slurs, "not 'wake. did we get 'im?"

"yeah, shawn, we got him. juliet's handcuffed him outside; she's radioing in for backup."

"oh. tha's good."

"i'm sorry i ditched you, and made a piñata with jason cunningham," gus blurts out. "we wouldn't be in this mess - "

"nah," shawn shakes his head. the movement causes him to shake, and the room is suddenly way too cold. why does jason get to have all of the blankets? he's too cold to talk, but gus has known shawn their whole lives, and they can practically read each others' minds.

"hang on. i'll get you some blankets, and some hot cocoa."

"w'th mini 'shmellows?"

"don't push your luck, spencer," gus calls from the hallway, but there's no malice in his voice.

"love you, too," shawn mumbles, smiling a bit as he close his eyes again. he's safe, gus is safe, and that's all that matters.