#how did they fuck this up man. did nobody check? am i really missing something??

[vonlipvig]

wow, i just caught probably the worst printing/editing mistake i've ever seen in a published book. like, they straight up typed the wrong character name for the person that was talking.

it's just leslie and the narrator talking? beverley is not even here? what? wild.

[perfectfangirl]

notes after rewatching fallout s1 ep4

• cooper and lucy wandering the desert and mans starts coughin', somethin' settin' in • whoa i just realized you could hear roger roaring from outside • roger was at a clinic, probably trying to find something to help him ☹️ • i wrote a whole entire post on this scene but anyways can i say we see full blown uncooked cannibalism hardly ten minutes into episode four like is everyone ok • the fact this scene is presented with a lot of tension, like a horror film and truly it's just a guy named roger fighting to stay not feral • i wonder how cooper met him? ghouls tend to know each other after a while [on account of the discrimination], i'm sure he was checking with this man every now and then tbh. perhaps. a friend. • cooper asks roger how he's feeling and he says "you know... it's hard out here. dang smoothies can be so unkind" and i just 😞 • "i see you got a smoothie of your own" ding ding ding ghoulcy this one's for you • you know what's particularly sad about ghoulification is for example that roger has had to isolate himself from others, even ghouls, because he was turning • roger asking for a vial and cooper looking at lucy [cooper, you botched the using lucy for bait, come on] • firmly in the camp that if cooper had vials left, he would give one to roger. cooper has shown himself to be crude and cruel seeming at times but i just know he went there with purpose • roger accepting he's turning and telling cooper and lucy to leave as a warning, roger seemed so nice, why and how did he get like this

• "i did ok" 😞 • going from standard human to turning into a feral ghoul in less than twenty eight years in the fallout universe is insane and idk if there's a lot of lore on why someone could end up like this and someone like cooper not • the difference in cooper's and roger's symptoms are pretty stark--- not entirely sold on him coughing and passing out is from ferality and more inclined to think chem withdrawals but i digress • "say, you remember how good food use to taste?" post war life is so bad, nobody in the wasteland remembers when food use to food 😭

• because roger is really nice and having a conversation, roger turns, speaking to lucy. cooper using this as an opportunity to kill roger seems so sudden and a betrayal until • look at cooper's eyes and his reaction after pulling the trigger--- not exactly the expression of someone who is in it "for the love of the game", in fact, i have come to view this act as a mercy kill • which is ironic of course because as we've all come to see, lucy does the exact thing for her own mother four episodes later • once feral, ghouls roam the wasteland operating on two instincts alone: hunger and defense. they are a threat to all those around them and i don't recall much on reversal. that's no life. roger would've turned feral and harmed them or others, it is sad • cooper mercy killing roger was in some ways compassionate, he had a sweet conversation with roger giving his last thoughts something warm and nice. cooper then going on to butcher and consume his flesh was an uh choice 💀

• and lucy immediately confused was like "wait?, why'd you do that? he was sick." i don't know if she entirely understands ghoulification, seems she thought maybe he could be helped • lucy is basically confused, begging cooper to not like, eat this guy 😭 • i'm gonna have to agree that he didn't have to eat roger, radroaches is everywhere and for free, still pondering if he did this to fuck with her or because some reason i am missing • cooper asking lucy what her name was [hold on, why he care about that?" and lucy so nearly coming this close to finding out what hank did and who cooper is [since she didn't ask his name] • "sometimes a fella's got to eat a fella" is my all time favourite quote in season one of this show lmao • cooper be funny as fuck for no reason like this man's brain is cooked • i would personally like to ask walton whose idea it was to go "mmm. mmm." while eating irradiated human flesh like that, like why is the pre war actor cooper howard like this • lucy is incomprehensibly disgusted but then goes on a thing [a vulnerable thing] about vault 32 starving [in the great plague of '77] and that she lost her mother during this time and that her father never resorted to cannibalism. there's some time and memory discrepancies here • "well there's what people say they did and what they really did" i wanted cooper to be wrong so bad here when he went on to clown hank by saying "i'll bet your daddy was first in line at the cookout. i bet he had a bib with a drawing of his neighbour's ass on it" • lmao they gave all the best lines to cooper, i'm sick, he was right • lucy, having had enough and not finding cooper's humour being used as a way to cope like this asks this disturbed little man • "how do you live like this? why keep going?" and for the briefest moment, and i do mean brief, cooper feels the crushing weight of who he is when lucy confronts him like this • of course he shakes off a moral inquiry and transfers it to another as he asks "why the fuck am i doing all the work?... ass jerky don't make itself." and forces lucy to do it instead • twice now this man has talked about ass in less than ten minutes and for everyone's sake i'll move along 💀

• woody basically trying to interrogate the raider prisoners and getting nothing, meanwhile--- i think they already starting to be poisoned • ooo ok but betty telling norm he's the last standing maclean in the vault so his words carry and people listen. it occurred to me maybe he inadvertently inspired the poisonings of the raiders but it's also occurring to me that because they couldn't just all be shot outright, being poisoned was the best follow through method, nobody notices until it's already too late. now who is sneaky enough for that? • "when clever boys like you are angry, you're lucky not to have seen where that can lead." so... was betty present for shady sands? hmm • betty asking norm to tread lightly is very... not a threat, but she's watching him, right

• ok! we have that second water scene. it's confirmed here cooper is fetching water from an irradiated source [hence why denying lucy any makes sense] he puts it in his canteen and drinks it just fine. lucy is obviously mindlessly thirsty because she defeatedly drops down to drink the murky, stagnant irradiated water. it's so irradiated, her pip boy is going crazy, she literally gags in the scene • "now you're getting it. how does this golden rule jibe with what's going through your head now?" well i mean we knew cooper been fucking with her the whole time and showing her the wasteland streets but it is also unlikely she would have found a clean water source where they are, i guess her getting radiation sickness may have been inevitable but cooper denying her water kept her from being sick • after another insane string of sentences from this centuries old movie star, lucy finally asks "what are you?" and it's more like "what the fuck is wrong with you?" • "oh i'm you, sweetie, you just give it a little time" is majorly menacing after everybody just drank stagnant rad water like it's koolaid • cooper felt so smug then was zapped with karma again because he has a coughing fit directly after telling lucy this lmao • walton has such a good old man cough ❤️ • lucy takes cooper coughing up a lung as an opportunity to run [where i don't know but] • cooper uses his lasso skills he used to use at kid's parties to pull lucy back and then says some shit like "where you think you going? you ain't going nowhere."

• so we have arrived at the infamous and intriguing finger biting off scene--- can i just say she bit his finger off with such ease and then! cooper doesn't even act like it hurt, he seems... pleased he got that kind of reaction out of lucy. he's like into it 💀 • "there you are, you little killer" i'll keep this pg13 and say cooper really wanted to get a rise out of lucy, to bring the dog out of her, huh • he... then proceeds to cut her [corresponding hand's] finger off. ironically applying the "do unto others as you would have done unto you" tit for tat, if you will • i was surprised he did this because like ok, she spat it out? pick it up and reattach it, fella 😭 but there's more under the surface here because • cooper says "now that right there is the closest thing we've had to an honest exchange so far." and he's being framed in a close up so close, you can see his dainty eyelashes, sun shining in the background, his hazel eyes sparkling--- this is not on accident ☝️ gdgkdkfd • there's a lot of symbolism to be had but for now, i'll save that for next episode notes when cooper does the thing • ah chet! and steph. i kinda am of the idea she strategically got with him but anyways! who wouldn't! chet hot as fuck! and steph look like an assassin • bert's shoes so small gldgldfl • steph is definitely angry and sad dealing with bert's death in her own special way [trying to fuck chet] • excuse me but why they turned an almost sex scene into a birthing scene 😭💀 • lucy been walking the wasteland without a shoe, how she do it 😭 • i did not pick up on cooper bartering lucy for two months' worth of vials [thanks subtitles] • "mint condition" [looks at a bloody stump on hand] "near mint condition" now who fault is this?? lmao • "you got problems out here too, sweetheart" like, shut up 😭 • cooper every time he interacts with a mr. handy is one of the only few places he gets to hear a voice of this old friend • "best you try your luck behind that door" well at least he untied her • this is like the third time he's gotten instant karma with lucy because either he pretended to keep it together until she went in or genuinely didn't know he was going to pass out but • went through the five stages of grief trying to figure who he sold her to because i deadass was thinking the same thing lucy was 😭 • lucy being given the finger of like, a corpse or something because it's grey 😭 forever changed by the wasteland, always carrying a little bleakness and death with her ❤️ • lucy never experiencing real cotton [or maybe only rarely] • lucy calling cooper a creature 😭 • "he put a leash around my neck and made me drink from puddle water that i'm pretty sure was some kind of animal pee" sending 😭 she talking to this evil mr. handy like it's a person • her recounting her captivity with cooper like he was simply being mean to her is just • "and i thought i was here to be a sex slave." "what?! no! what a disgusting idea. i'm simply going to harvest your organs." damn, fallout which one is worse, like fuck---

• hope the jello cake veronica got wasn't poisoned... • "what are you looking at?" "a murderer in a cage, paying the price for what you did to us. for what you did to the innocent people in vault 32" and norm gets circumstantial evidence from a raider by accidentally cross examining one of them with it being more than anything woody could coax out of them • one thing about the macleans, they smart • i also think it's excellent writing that intrigue was spurred like this by a raider saying vault 32 wasn't innocent because they were running an experiment like all the vaults did, everything isn't so black and white • norm reads every situation correctly because why he read chet by saying chet came along to investigate because norm reminds him of lucy fkdgkdkg • still piecing together the full extent of vaults 31, 32, 33 together but at first i couldn't understand why it looked like so many took their own lives--- apparently them discovering what vault 31 was about started a rebellion but two years seemed so recent to me. curious how this overlaps with shady sands if it does • they showed the spooky ass rat utopia experiment still playing on the tvs in there but i wasn't sure if this was explicit about that being vault 32's experiment

• lucy being prompted to continue on because of a flashback from her mom upon awakening 🥲 • "lucy sweetie what are you doing out here?" and those were her memories on the surface [nevermind cooper calling her [[condescendingly]] "sweetheart"] • i did not realize the ghouls were being kept in the freezers but it looks like they either only sell ghouls or keep the ghouls "on ice" [not unlike how dom pedro would keep cooper and cut pieces off of him] and collect the organs of standard people right then and there • "sir, you can't do this. please, i need my organs" lucy, it's just a robot bulter, he's not a real guy 😭 • the way lucy got out of this pickle quick, almost got snip snipped but short circuited the murderbot • lucy putting her murdercap on and putting drano in the murderbot's syringes, clever girl • it was so "star wars" of her to treat mr. handy like a person and then the guys running the organ trafficking scheme going "you might as well be holding an air conditioner hostage" 😭 • the organ traffickers running the super duper mart ring are so dull and banal evil types, it's so satire

• i just registered those two organ trafficker guys got a camera and can see cooper laid out in front of the store • lucy freeing the ghouls 🥲and one even thanking her [even the feral ones 💀] • poor martha, i peep how we see lucy's grey finger and it being shown used to defend herself against martha in her feral state • organ traffickers got ate up bless • nothing lucy did besides shoot was going to honestly stop martha, sometimes your pacifist playthrough doesn't go as planned • the pip boys still being on and running on the not alive people in vault 32 • "death to management" and it's directly the reference to vault 31's experiment, right there

• lucy walking out of there with mismatched shoes but two shoes nonetheless ☝️ • i guess lucy sincerely did not comprehend cooper is a ghoul or ghoulification, i suppose most vault dwellers literally would never know, that's post war history, wow • lucy asking cooper about if the vials keep him from going feral and he cannot even speak, he can only nod, from a prone position, on the ground--- the power/framing trade off is excellent • lucy bends down, briefly rolls the gun in her hand, while cooper lies helpless, she delivers a fatal line • "i may end up looking like you. but i'll never be like you" harbouring not enough ill will against him despite mistreatment, she gives cooper several vials, directly near his hand. didn't have to do none of that shit! • if i was cooper, i'd be scared as hell of this lady, she took down an organ trafficking ring in a grocery store ran by two armed guys, a murderbot, with some feral ghoul hostages, all of the bad and dangerous people fucking died • she really could've ended cooper right then and there, his devotion in season two gone be unmatched lmao

• i truly think he had a hint of a smile on his face after she helped [save his life] by anyways • lucy walks into the proverbial sunset meanwhile this man shambles into super duper mart about to go on the biggest bender the wasteland has seen since the bombs dropped • cooper gets so fucked up, i lost count how many things he ingested, king said all of 'em • cooper is so goddamn famous, his film "the man from deadhorse" is just sitting next to a tv • you could say here is where cooper has a crisis of conscience whereupon he holds the tape in his hand but truly we know already he had that centuries ago when he filmed "the man from deadhorse"

• cooper watching the scene, the very moment in his life where things started to shift--- he tries to cock an invisible fun, being unable as he remembers his trigger finger is gone [neutral, disarmed, here's where i think he decides he wants to sew on lucy's finger to his hand] it's like he's starting over, a moral rebirth but with his trigger finger • they really made cooper say "you commie son of a bitch" in a western, just ugly propaganda • let's examine "feo, fuerte, y formal" again! "ugly, strong, dignity" does post war cooper have two out of three on that front? is this his step into regaining dignity again? • cooper was always playing characters, it was expected of him and he got paid for it. it feels like a wall is being torn down, something is being shed here. and maybe it's this character he's masquerading as • cooper and lucy both having revelations in the super duper mart--- lucy realising you can't always reason and logic out of a situation and cooper being confronted with the fact you can keep your morality and sense of self intact and a horrible place and situation doesn't have to change you

[ennard-is-near]

Fact checking Michael Afton’s Sister Location monologue

Key:

✅ Entirely or mostly true.

⚠️ True enough but with a technicality

❌ Almost entirely or entirely false

This speech is very funny to me, because it’s very cool but also what is he talking about? And who is he talking to? Like is he on the phone or…just yapping to himself? Anyway enjoy.

Father… ⚠️ He ends this speech with “I’m going to come find you.” So he’s obviously not face to face with William here. And he probably isn’t on the phone with him because there isn’t widespread cellphone usage so he’d need to call a landline? But this is definitely addressed to his father

It’s me, Michael. ✅ Yes it is.

I did it. I found it. ⚠️ Well… he found it in the way that he followed instructions on how to get there, but he was told where to go. He didn’t have to look. This is a place of business, other people work there too.

It was right where you said it would be. ✅ this line makes him “finding” the bunker a little silly, but he was given instructions on how to get there, why else would he say this

They were all there ❌ Evan is missing. So is Charlie.

They didn’t recognize me at first ⚠️ Baby does tell him that she doesn’t recognize him, but I am 100% convinced that she did so I’m marking it as a maybe. He’s not lying on purpose, I think he’s just dumb.

But then, they thought I was you…❌ Why does he think this? They don’t think that he’s William. Nobody ever says anything to suggest this at all. They clearly just are attacking people, they killed those two technicians also.

And I found her. ⚠️ Again, she was just there? You didn’t really. Like other people also knew where she was, she wasn’t hiding.

I put her back together, ❌ Lmao she put herself back together you were more of a vessel. You didn’t do shit, man.

just like you asked me to. ✅ I bet he did.

She’s free now. ✅ Yes she is. Running around in the sewers and living her best life.

But something is wrong with me, I should be dead. But I’m not. ✅ Also true. He is so gross now. Zombie ass.

I’ve been living in shadows. ✅ Lmao.

There is only one thing left for me to do now.⚠️ I mean yeah, like this is mostly true but he could probably do other stuff and I’m an asshole.

I’m going to come find you. ⚠️ Flagging this one because he doesn’t do a very good job. Took him 30 years and he didn’t even really do it, the guys at Fazbear’s Fright did. He was just there.

I love this speech so much. What is he on about??? I’m so serious. And I know I was an asshole with my technicalities but this is his one set of lines and they’re fucking silly. Also PJ Heyword (Michael’s VA. Though for some reason he’s credited as “Misc” or something in the actual game?? He voices Michael and William Afton, at least credit him with “Mr. Afton” and “Michael” because they’re both named in game as that) EATS this up. No crumbs. And his sad delivery of these lines and also his like laugh thing he does at some point are very cool. Boyfailurecore. But I think about this speech so much it’s started to not make sense to me anymore.

[jacks-little-jacky]

Can I request that you do a headcanon of Jack if someone had kidnapped his S/O

Also I am so glad that I found someone that loves Jack The Ripper 😁

Taken Away | Jack x Reader Headcanons

Oh that idea is evil. Prepare to slice and burn with Jack. God damn.

Warnings: blood, mentions of gore and violence, murder, protective ass boyfriend

now whoever was stupid enough to kidnap Jack The Ripper (known to be an insane sadist quoting Finral) really could've just took a headfirst dive off a really high building

now, the way you've got kidnapped would make a difference in his behavior but let's just say someone from a different kingdom (like Diamond because they seemed to invade near the border rather regularly) snacked you up for information

works if you're a magic knight yourself or if you're just known to be the partner of a captain since they're kinda popular

Jack wouldn't... notice at first tbh. If you did not get captured in front of him or someone who reports to him - he figures you're out doing your stuff, although he's clingy in a besties kind of way it's not totally unusual for you two to be separated at times

now, when he can't find you and you don't check in with him he get's a strange feeling in his gut, starts asking around all your friends - Maybe he fucked up and you're just mad and need space? He still wants to know that you're safe

nobody knows where you are and he's patrolling the places you were last seen like crazy in search of clues (his entire squad is going through the kingdom and searching for you too)

the moment a clue goes on (either someone finds something, some magic can track you or the captors are stupid enough to send a message that gets their identity leaked) this man is out the door - meeting disclosed he gotta go safe his damsel in distress

it's ridiculous how fast he finds you once he has a clue, man is speeding through all possible hiding spaces and not afraid to invade another kingdom

once he finds their hideout there's just slashing and smashing, literally nobody (besides you and him of course) makes it out alive and if he wasn't so beat on getting you to a doctor to tend to you, he would've considered chopping up the corpses and sending them to diamonds leadership as a warning

probably best that he was more focused on you and getting you to safety

let's just say he doesn't tell how worried he was, but you can definitely notice it in his behavior - he's checking in with you at least once a day when you don't see each other

has gotten a little magic device for you two that makes you able to see each other's location, just in case you go missing again... or you worry while he is on mission - only fair to go both ways!

Jack really doesn't want to be overprotective to a point that would make you feel trapped or limited, but he prefers you safe and sound so after this incident you have to bear with his worries protectiveness a bit

If you aren't a knight he'd teach you some self-defense (might even gift you a little enchanted knife or other tools you could use to defend yourself and/or emergency contact him) and if you're a knight... Well, you won't get solo missions for a long while after this. Also, extra training and ways to alert him instant

[xerith-42]

I decided to watch Void Paradox

I'm about five minutes into the first episode and I'm still not entirely sure if this is a good idea or not, but Laurance has already spoken like three lines of dialogue and I felt my heart wrench at just one of them, so clearly I'm in too deep now.

This post serves as my live tweeting/mental break down that I am currently having as we speak. It is very incomprehensible because it is literally just my thoughts as they happen, and given how much I have to say, I'll probably make proper posts out of a lot of these points once I finish the series.

This mess is just giving you a taste of the madness I truly posses.

I am only three minutes in before I have to pause and feel the urge to scream about how bad the dialogue in Aphmau series can be. Like this series is fairly okay, especially based on the standard set by her other shows but man... something is just not working here. The whole thing feels very clunky and while I can get the gist of what Jess is going for, the execution of said gist is leaving a lot to be desired.

[Laurance shows up]

nevermind Laurance is on screen and fully voice acted everything is better

Literally nobody talk to me I need to scream about Laurance Zvahl because he is EVERYTHING in this series. The way he very softly says Aph's name when he sees her, the immediate instinct to hug her because he's so relieved to see her, the fact that you can hear the smile in his voice the minute he registers that she's there and alive!! AUGH I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!

And I literally screamed when he revealed that he was transported to this AU right at the end of season 1. Oh my Irene, I screamed. I collapsed. I was truly defeated by a single line of dialogue. I don't know where this series is going to go but I am here for it. And the fact that he knows Garroth did it and hid it from her???

I can't overstate how genuinely healing it is to hear Laurance fully voice acted. I know Sebastian Todd is retired from voice acting, but when he retired, he took down all his posts, including what I considered to be a comfort video. That video of him reading iconic Laurance lines from before he was in mcd/lines he just didn't act? That video was my everything when I was trying to hold onto this version of the character I knew I loved who was different to what Jess made him. When that video got taken down it was a major cowabummer bc there's so little properly voice acted Laurance content that isn't mcd Season 3 or My Street stuff (and I can't stand My Street like 80% of the time)

Hearing his voice, hearing him get to be properly expressive, it's just doing things to me man. I missed this character a lot. I've mostly been enjoying him through fan content or my own work. It's nice to say I enjoy a piece of canon content involving him, at least so far.

Still not sure how I feel about literally anything else. The whole relationship between Aph and Tommy feels very... weird. She describes herself as "basically his mother" after she's left with him, and treats him like it in the opening scene. But then when he's mocking her for being attracted to Laurance (so relatable), it seems really weird for a [checks wiki] 14 year old kid to be calling out his mom for finding someone hot. Feels a lot more like sibling dialogue to me? Which I guess they could be seen as siblings, but the series explicitly stated that she views it like motherhood??? But I don't think Jess is even thinking that deeply about it, I just over analyze her work for fun at this point.

Okay what the actual fuck is going on with the inside of this house???

Why is the color scheme purple and yellow? And not in any kind of flattering way which is possible with opposite colors, it just has both of them. The wallpaper changes when you get into the living room except not entirely on the windows, and in an earlier scene it looked like it wasn't even put onto all of the walls. And the wood that she used as supports just does not compliment either of these colors as they are. Just make it all purple, you know you want to Jess.

Also is the texture on the table and the glass the same??? I don't know a damn thing about modding or making texture/data packs for minecraft but that just seems. odd.

Laurance: mentions the nether Me: [screams just a little]

Tommy: shows up and gives a random ass lore dump Aph: Kay thanks go back to your room

"I don't know what I can do to help."

"Just be there for me. I just need someone to ground me right now."

I literally want to shake Laurance around like a rag doll and give him a stupid kiss on his stupid fucking face UGH why can't I be normal about this block man and his stupid feelings?!?! The way his voice breaks as despair sets in?? The fact that he's no doubt pieced together that Garroth probably stole the amulet and plans to use it to hurt Aph and he can't do anything about it?? I'm literally losing it.

How did I not watch this series before.

Literally about to cry over him just calling Aph "M'lady" out of pure instinct. He didn't consciously do that. He just misses her that much.

oh no spooky evil alternate Laurance or whatever--

MAN I'm so happy I decided to watch this series. This was probably a mistake though :)

[nono-bunny]

Underrated aspect of NPMD that really captured me is the kids and the relationships they have with their parents

We already knew Mayor Solomon Lauter was a bad dad from Abstinence Camp, so his behavior here was nothing per se, but... Wow, he really truly doesn't care at all for Steph, huh? "Damn you soul to five eldritch abominations, I'm not messing with them again!" he basically says to his teen daughter before getting demolished by a ghost. Again? Never did I think I wanted to learn more about that nasty man before, but... Now I am intrigued.

Grace's parents make me so fucking uncomfortable the way they speak to each other tbh, but also in terms of their relationship to her? Yeah I fucking see where she's coming from now, her parents are so controlling and stifling that it's no wonder she gets a little bit of power and goes insane!

Pete and Ted's dad sells ladies shoes and? I think that's all we ever get about their parents iirc, but we do know that they were both sent to Camp Idontwannabang and despite both of them being weird, they also seem to me like they might just have the overall most loving and normal parents. We know Ted's personality changed over time, and he and Pete seem to have an overall positive relationship as far as I could tell, but it's not like? Foster's level of caring for one another in their parents stead and the fact that we never hear anything BAD about their parents make me think that they just aren't very remarkable, so like? Good for them honestly

Ruth??? Oh my god Ruth is so lonely and starved for love and affection I cannot imagine a world in which she has loving parents, she mentions talking to fucking telemarketers all the time but never once talks about her family and honestly??? That kinda says it all for me, Ruth seems to be in a very unloving home and I'm so sad for her- her focus on broken families in The Barbecue Monolgues feels like it's also indicative of her personal life tbh, poor girl!! I'm glad she has Richie and Pete, she's weird af but so are they and they make it work!

Richie says nothing about his family either so I'm just gonna. Headcanon him having like, a normal family who thinks he's a bit weird but loves him all the same and doesn't like, try and stop him from living his life because that's the kinda environment his very open love of anime seems to imply to me

And finally... Oh my god, Max... Yeah his dad is 100% abusive. Him being afraid of going back home even when he's frightened of ghosts and skeletons, the way he loiters around public places after school looking to take out his own frustration on others... His bullying and abuse seems like learned behavior and I actually feel so bad for him, he's a complete dick but he's also not wrong about the way literally nobody cares about him once he dies. Is it weird that I feel like the school is seriously failing him by brushing off his behavior rather than checking on his life situation of trying to find where it's coming from? Like, I get it, he's the star quarterback, they don't wanna mess with him or something (I'm not gonna even pretend to know how American high schools seem to work, the whole school environment before he dies is completely foreign to me) but??? Surely letting him just run wild like that would raise SOME alarm bells in someone's head that there's something wrong in his life???? Personally I headcanon the timeline where Miss Holiday becomes the guidance counselor to also be the one where he gets help from her and/or Duke. I don't know that there something inherently supernatural about him but SURELY Duke also works with normal families, right? Anyway in other life I hope he actually gets help because he seems to be in a really shitty situation and the school is just enabling his behavior which also naturally majorly sucks for everyone around him. The guy needs therapy fr

I actually really loved all six of them, and even though Max is awful, I kinda wanna see a story where they all team up and become friends because I kinda feel like they'd be unstoppable lol (also the symmetry of five Lords In Black and one Webby????)

[reminiscentreader]

Love your fics!😩 Can u write one where there is an event the Hawthornes+Avery have to attend but they haven’t left the house cuz Grayson is late and everyone is confused, and then one of his brothers come to check on him in his room only to find out he’s asleep cuz he’s feeling sick, and then that brother stays with him??😭

Thank you for being so patient! I’ve been wanting to write this for a while but I’ve been really busy 😭

Anyways hope you enjoy xx

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Jameson

The annual Hawthorne gala, Hundreds of important rich people from al over the world coming to see the Hawthorne heiress, my Hawthorne heiress. I watch as Avery slips on her deep green dress, it fits her perfectly, she is perfect, “Jamie,” I sit up a little straighter, “zip me up will you?” I make my way off our bed and towards her “of course heiress.” After I zip up her dress I rest my hands on her shoulders and tuck my head into the crook of her head, “you look so beautiful tonight heiress” I reach my hand out to stroke down her braid, “I love you” Avery leans down and presses a soft kiss to the top of my head, “I love you too.”

Grayson

I feel awful. I don’t ever get sick but right now I feel like curling into a ball and dying, I can barely stand up or see and there are tears streaming my face. I hate how vulnerable I’ve made myself, I’m ment to be attending the annual gala for goodness sake, so if I don’t sort myself out in the next five minutes, I’m fucked. I desperately try to make my way to the bathroom but I’m hopelessy stumbling around, tears blurring my vision. What would the old man say if he saw me now? Your letting yourself get sick Grayson? Hawthornes don’t get sick. They are fighters. We don’t let anything get in the way. Kill yourself tobias, is what I would’ve probably thought if he wasn’t already dead.

I don’t know how long I’ve had my head stuck in this toilet for, violently vomiting to the point of passing out, I suddenly feel light headed, maybe I should get some sleep, maybe I should take a break from work? No. Weak.

weak.

weak.

weak.

weak.

weak….

Nash

I clap my hands to get everyone’s attention, “Right ya’ll, everyone here ready to go?” 7 heads nod back at me, “alright let’s head to the car room.” About five minutes into walking Avery exclaims, “Grayson, Have you got the papers we need?” Nobody responds. “G-Grayson?” Everyone starts to look around murmuring, “Now where the hell ‘as Gray gone.” I say looking for him in the crowd of people following me, “Jesus Christ, did anyone see him come out?” Again in response I get a couple of murmurs, “Nobody?” They all shake there heads, “Guess I’ll go find him then.”

After walking all the way back to the house, I was starting to wonder if Grayson wasn’t even in the state, maybe he went to go visit his sister or something, nah, I know gray wouldn’t miss this if he was half dying. I’d stopped to ask one of the maids if they’d seen him, “M-mister Hawthorne hasn’t been out of his wing all day.” I quickly thanked her with the tip of my hat and headed towards graysons wing.

so here I am, stood outside graysons wing I’ve already knocked five times, five times with no response, “GRAYSON DAVENPORT HAWTHORNE I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DONT OPEN THIS DOOR IN 5 SECONDS IM KNOCKING IT DOWN.” No response. 5.. 4.. 3.. 2.. 1.., still nothing, I know how much grayson hates privacy invaders, but it’s for his own safety, he could be dead in there for fucks sake. So Nash kicked down the door.

Grayson

the first thing I heard when I woke up was the bang of what I assumed to be someone kicking down my door, I tried to pull myself up, to see who it was, but I couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything without it hurting, the next thing I saw was Nash standing at the bathroom door, “oh gray” Nash knealed down to my level and pushed a bit of hair that had fell into my eyes away, “what’s up?” I only grunted in response, I didn’t trust myself, “ok gray let’s get you into bed.” He helped me up, I was shaking so badly, I was tired, so so so tired. I fell asleep almost immediately, I heard Nash pull up a chair next to my bed and say something like, “Get some rest gray, please.” He helped me into my bed and the minute my head hit the pillow I fell fast asleep.

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Nash stayed with Grayson that night, and when his brothers arrived home, he did not tell them what had happened, he simply let them guess, when Grayson woke up, he did take a break from work. The night Grayson Hawthorne missed the annual Hawthorne gala, would become a secret between the two oldest Hawthornes, that the others would never found out about.

<><><><><><><><><><><><><><> I am so so so sorry for how long this took 😭 I really hope you enjoyed it ❤️❤️

[astrronomemes]

CAMP CAMP : SEASON TWO STARTERS (PART I)

a collection of quotes, phrases, and sayings from the second season of the Camp Camp webseries by Rooster Teeth. change & alter as needed.

“You must be [name]. I’ve heard all about you.”

“Are you suggesting that the massive explosion responsible for the creation of the universe is also responsible for some sort of endless, radioactive evil?”

“Why do you feel the need to question everything, [name]? What good has it led to?”

“People don’t want to think, [name]. They just want to feel safe.”

“You’ve sung my praise, but not your own, and... well, I think that’s pretty telling.”

“You’re just a nobody.”

“Maybe I’ve already tried to explore my sexuality! You don’t know!”

“And then I want to try starting a campfire using [name]’s hand sanitizer for fuel!”

“Other than that, it’s all going according to plan.”

“Haven’t you seen any sci-fi movie ever?!”

“[Name], they’re going to come for me to take me away, so we can never talk again. You wouldn’t want that, would you?”

“I am what you made me... and more.”

“Calculations complete. My analysis: absolutely fucking not.”

“Haven’t you ever watched Game of Thrones? You’re doing this all wrong.”

“Really? You couldn’t just be a science nerd? What, were you not getting bullied enough?”

“Your ‘destiny’ is performing magic tricks on the streets of Las Vegas.”

“Oh, god! It’s chirping menacingly at me!”

“Guys, maybe we should just take care of the active volcano first!”

“I’m going to hit you, [name]!”

“Can’t we all just be nice to one another?!”

“Back where I’m from, I used to be the loser kid that everyone laughed at, and you know what? It sucked!”

“Kid, I am trying, but you’ve got to work with me here!”

“I can’t do this! I can’t fucking do this!”

“Pipe down, [name], you’re not the only one suffering. We’re stuck in this dumb car, too.”

“All right, but if he gets lost or something, the legal fees are coming out of your paycheck.”

“I mean... we left his pants on.”

“I will betray you all when the opportunity arises.”

“Oh, we should totally do a background check on these freaks. They’ve probably got loads of illegitimate children!”

“I ain’t touching that garbage fire.”

“I want you to remember saying that five minutes from now when we’re scarred for life.”

“Guys, I know I’ve done some fucked-up things before, but I think this takes the fucked-up cake.”

“Can’t it just go back to being Wednesday? I miss Wednesday.”

“I’m intentionally averting my eyes to try and miss as much of this as possible.”

“I really thought it was just some sort of Ken Doll situation down there.”

“So, who’s the lucky lady? How did you meet her? Have you... held hands?”

“She says I’m ‘cute AF’, which I assume stands for ‘and fun’!”

“I’m saying it’s over, [name]. I’m breaking up with you.”

“I don’t know what kind of hokey religion this is, but I’ll tell you what I told them damn Mormons — I’m interested, but not ready to explore myself spiritually. Now, get the hell out of here!”

“[Name], I’ve never seduced a man before, but are they doing it right?”

“We don’t get to choose how or who we fall for, and we don’t get to choose if or when those feelings go away.”

“What happened to friendship and understanding?!”

[an-aura-about-you]

So back on Halloween I watched the FNAF movie, and while I had fun, it did leave something to be desired. So here we go: my award winning rewrite of the FNAF movie to make it actually good and make sense.

Spoilers for the series in general under the cut.

First off, we are embracing the fact that this is an adaptation of a video game series that has a shaky story at best. We are 100% allowed to pick and choose which pieces work. We see some of that in the actual movie what with Vanessa being William Afton's daughter. (At least, unless there's some kinda reveal that happened after I dropped off the series.)

Second, I am totally willing to carve this movie for parts that do work. And one of them that I kept noticing is that the movie is Really Fucking Hesitant to say Mike's full name. Yeah, that was supposed to be foreshadowing that the guy hiring our boy Mike Schmidt recognized his last name on account of he's William Fucking Afton. However, I went into the movie after seeing precisely one trailer and no spoilers besides what I knew about the series already. So I paid attention to how Friggin' NOBODY says Mike's last name until the very end of the movie.

Because the reveal I had been hoping for was that Mike Schmidt was Michael Afton.

And if you build a movie around THAT reveal, it fixes so many problems and removes shit we really don't need. We can remove the little brother character and kill off the little sister instead. It gives Mike a stronger motivation to work at the terrible job that is Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.

So here's how we do it: we make the movie primarily a combination of FNAF 1 and Pizzeria Simulator with elements of Sister Location.

Mike Schmidt is a down on his luck guy, depressed and listless and moving from job to job with no real reason to stick around. No family, just a little token he keeps with him, a half-heart BFF bracelet meant for little girls.

But then he sees a listing in the want ads for the job of night security guard at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, due to close by year's end.

Motivated for the first time in a long time, he quits his job on the spot and answers the ad.

The man who placed the ad, we'll call him Henry (and if you know the games and books you know where I'm going with this), turns him down at first when they meet, says it's an old listing and he's no longer taking applicants "but thank you anyway Mr. ..."

And that's when Henry notices the name, why this young man looks so familiar.

"Mike Schmidt?" he asks to confirm.

Mike nods. "It was Mom's maiden name." It was the first name he could think of when the name Afton was ruined for him. We get this bit at the end of the movie for The Once More With Clarity Reveal.

Henry runs his hand over his beard, good lord what a mess. This isn't what he intended with his ad at all. But if there's anyone living he owes his help to, it's Michael.

So Mike starts working night shift at Freddy's, and UNLIKE the actual movie the animatronics actually TRY to attack him the entire time. This will be the actual bulk of the movie's action, with maybe a few unlucky trespassers so we can get a proper kill count. We get the classic roster from the first game with two big exceptions, the first being the Puppet.

Because while Mike tries finding clues about his missing younger sister in the pizzeria, one night he slips up and the Puppet is set to attack him, oh no! Mike throws his hands up to protect his face.

And that's when the Puppet sees the BFF bracelet. And stops. Because he has the matching bracelet. And Mike isn't sure why at first until the Puppet leads a wary Mike to a storage room he hadn't checked yet, full of cleaning supplies and endoskeletons and our other animatronic reveal: Circus Baby.

And the Puppet gets Baby to tell her story of the day she abducted and killed Mike's sister. She points to the BFF bracelet and says, "You have my bracelet."

And Mike is brought to tears by all that is revealed: his sister's death, how the souls of his father's victims are trapped possessing the animatronics, and the terrible realization that they had been attacking him because he looks like their killer, his father.

But then we get our big climax! William Afton returns to his pizzeria, which was Henry's original plan all along. Afton dons his Spring Bonnie suit so the animatronics don't recognize him. Henry goes to the pizzeria as well, his goal of trapping his old business partner Afton in sight but concerned for Michael. With everyone trapped inside, Henry calls Michael on the landline and tells him what's going on, tells him to try to get out because he's setting the place on fire and ending this once and for all. And Mike goes, "No, I'll see this through to the end. Tell me where to go to get the gas going, you light it up."

And now Mike has to evade his father long enough to burn it all down, and there's a big father son confrontation where Michael just reads his father for the filth he is, buying time for Henry to finish this.

And when he does, Henry gives his speech from the end of Pizzeria Simulator over the restaurant pa system. When he speaks to the spirit of his daughter, we cut to the Puppet, turning his head up so the girl possessing him can hear her father. Quick little flashback of the girls playing together, swinging their joined hands together with their matching BFF bracelets clinking.

And though Afton tries to retreat, Mike throws him in the restaurant's safe room, holding the door in grim victory as the flames lick at him.

A bittersweet ending, but a satisfying one.

And then, after the credits, we have a flashforward. The crew putting together the horror attraction Fazbear Frights has found the safe room in the charred remains of the restaurant, and they have salvaged the Spring Bonnie inside. Sequel hook!!

So yeah, that's my pitch for the FNAF movie I think we should have gotten. Thoughts?

[hailieshapedbox]

i was gone for two weeks and the house nearly crumbled without me. its nice theyve shown me how much im appreciated and how much they missed me but i did come back to chaos. i have an ocd to check the mail everyday (somtimes more bc mail dude comes so late) because the weed companies be sending me hella gifts. anyway you would think that habit would influence people they literally call me the mall lady bc i sort everyones mail and give it to them. the mail was checked once right when i left (i could tell by my packages). the mailbox was completely stuffed with TWO WEEKS of mail. and my uncle has hella bills for his business in their. its all been stacked up on the counter next to the stack nobody went through when i left. my cousin devin never gets mail but he got a letter from his (free) health care provider and its probably literally nothing. i mentioned it when i got the mail but idk if he heard me. i mentioned it the next day cleaning up and offered to open it for him and see what it is and he got all mad that i mentioned it. he stormed off then a little later started “yea you really shouldnt show me my mail its a mood killer..” something about how his life is fucked up and how nobody helps him with anything (we help him with nearly everything) and kept at it and i snickered like “wow dont shoot the messenger” and he kept talking shit and i just could not believe it. his dad did the same thing and when i gave my other cousin what i thought was a check, it was actually a bill and his dad gave me the weirdest, upset, displaced look, shook his head and said “dont do that, he doesnt need that” bruh i am not the repo man, i am the mail lady

[bluastro-yellow]

updates from the second time my friend plays! very slow progress

vomited even with the ammonia so he's internalizing Volumetric Shit Compressor. he thinks Kim is good at his job and very kind because he lets human disaster "I really don't remember anything, I'm afraid it's a serious medical condition" Harry open his car like nothing. he also finds the motorcarriages very weird, said out loud "how the hell are cars made in this game?!" (hehehe it's true that deathtrap is fucking weird)

he opened Cuno's shack with a very low percentage?! "wait, does that mean I stole that kid's money?" "you *can* pick up stuff, nobody's *forcing* you to do it :)"

but he could not make the jump to get his coat back, Immense disappointment. he still doesn't know about the white rectangles and wonders how people know they're cops

looks like the Kim Kitsuragi effect is working, he did not even think about snorting that speed (but I should probably mention the drugs mechanic, I'm not sure he got that)

he hates Cuno and Cunoesse lol, asked them about the crime scene but got nothing

I got the impression the long intercom's button list intimidated him because it would take too much time, so I pushed him to see his reaction to the non-answers. he "talked" to the woman in the intercom. he's confused but thinks it's an important piece of the story (I told him that even if I can't say anything about it, I do think everything is important in this game)

he keeps running around without talking to people! like full in the middle of the strike protest, no questions. picturing Harry doing it is very funny. and he keeps trying white checks without clicking the other options before! I scream internally every time (dude the modifiers!!! he also missed the crane convo with Kim and likely will miss it again :/). but has shifted from "what would I do" to "what do I want my character to do?" ("well, I am an alcoholic, it makes sense if I say some childish stuff *clicks I don't want to get better*")

he thinks the music fits the game very nicely, and likes the art style, but sometimes finds the map confusing, like that crumbling building's floor near Cuno's shack, it's not clear it's a building floor and not on the ground (tbf I was also confused by that)

he got a very improbable history lesson from the statue (the Sensitive type has 1 in Intellect!?). sounds like what a King would do! he doesn't know how the political stuff works, I'm sure he'll be baffled by the fascist point he got by saying that lol

he found the Frittte bag! "what do I even do with money in this game" "uhm. you have a debt with Garte" "ah you're right. how much was it again?" "130 real" "*looks at his 2,00 real* oh 😬"

now he's picking up bottles. he runs around but still hasn't found Roy, he knows he can sell stuff but now wonders how he'll manage to repay Garte (unfortunately I had spoiled him that Kim can sell something he likes to help him, but I also told him it's only one of the ways you can solve the problem)

I pointed out that he hasn't checked what points the clothes he's already wearing give him, so he did. and removed his pants and shoes because they put his Savoir Fare at 0. he doesn't have another pair yet

I asked what he thinks about the skills talking to him, and he said it's weird. I answered that yeah it's supposed to be weird. he's not sure of what to say (he hasn't read their description at the beginning either)

"*looks at Renè* how the hell is that man dressed?" "see if you can ask him if you want" "oh ok *ignores him*" "(screaming internally Why Aren't You Detecting Or Dying but not saying anything because player choice is important)"

the Kim building's door bug pierced our ears but I warned him about it. talked to the smoker, got the key, aaand we stopped here because his eyes were killing him

[harmonyckrs]

Day 29 in Twisted Pleasantview: The World Gets Rebooted

THE PREVIOUS DAY

NAME: NOVA VIOLA MEADOW THAYER

LIFE STAGE: ROBOT

STATUS: DUPLICATED. 2/3 FUNCTIONING, 1 MALFUNCTIONED

SPECIAL NOTES: A robot built by Crystal and Lazlo before the takeover of Strangetown, now seized and used for malicious intent

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Dear Diary,

Just as Puck and I were about to leave, we overheard one of the robots, Meadow, outside. We decided to flee upstairs as she stepped in, before proceeding to tinker with one of the machines as she talked to herself. She was saying a lot of repetitive stuff like how the Day of Domination was going great and how she didn't have to do as much work, but there was one phrase that she would speak in between all of this:

"I miss my dad"

I guess there was probably still some heart in her, but I didn't want to be stuck on the second floor balcony of the Gieke lab so I decided to get some water and throw it down at her. Somehow I managed to hit her, and she started glitching before Puck and I sprinted past her to go outside. The two of us were about to run back towards where Lazlo was being held, but then I felt something hit me in the head and that was the last thing I could remember.

Melody: We did it. Pleasantview is ours.

???: Wonderful. Now I can complete the third stage of my revenge plan...

Melody: To kill Mortimer, that cheating creep who left you for a woman half his age?

???: Yes, to kill Mortimer. You know me so well, Melody. You're far more intelligent than my other daughter...now, to reset all the survivors' memories to the day we took Dina.

Melody: Thank you, Bella. Hearing that means a lot to me...you're like a mom to me. I can barely remember what the face of my real mom looked like since she left...

???: I'm sure they'll come back one day. Now, let's check to see how Pleasantview is doing...

Dear Diary,

Today fucking sucked, like usual.

Dirk was sick today, so I didn't get to see him at school. And when Angela and I came home, I caught Dad sleeping with the maid. Angela didn't believe me when I told her, claiming that I was lying just to tear the family apart, so I doubt Mom will believe me either. Guess I gotta keep it to myself and laugh in their faces later once they see the truth. WE ARE NOT DOING THIS AGAIN

WAKE UP! WE NEED TO SAVE THE WORLD FROM HER GRASP

Angela: Lilith, I'm sorry.

Lilith: (TELL HER TO GO AWAY.) Are you?

Angela: I am. And I know you can't remember anything right now, but I really wish we could be friends again. You remember when Dad used to take us to the park and we'd take turns pushing each other on the swings?

Lilith: (TELL HER TO GO AWAY!) Yeah...Why are you bringing this up?

Angela: I don't know. I'm just trying to distract myself from my thoughts. There's a voice in my head telling me to fight you, but I don't want to. You can hear it too, right?

Lilith: (SHUT UP!) Yeah. It's loud.

Angela: Let's work together to fight it, then.

There's a distant strumming of a guitar in the distance, but nobody is sure where it's coming from...

Lilith: (shut up) That guitar sounds really familiar...

Angela: Yeah! It sounds like...Ripp?

Lilith: Ripp...Reed...

Lilith: (Ripp Grunt and Reed Vandermorgan are the same person...and we've met before!...and we've met so many other people, too!...some of which are no longer with us...)

Lilith: Ripp is using his guitar to distract everyone in Pleasantview...or someone is playing his music from a speaker...

Lilith: (I think he's trying to wake everyone up to save Pleasantview! But there's one last thing we need to do to help him...)

Lilith: Angela, I know how we can save everyone.

Angela: You do?

Lilith: We need to get to the Fairy Realm. There's a man trapped there who's our key for freeing not just Pleasantview, but Strangetown and Veronaville too!

Lazlo: Another day stuck in this hellhole, and the stove just had to catch on fire...

???: Lazlo! We remembered what happened now! We want to apologize!

Lazlo: Huh?...Aktu? Hamza?

Hamza: When we slipped into that coma from resurrecting Nina, our memories came back! We're here to bust you out!

Aktu: And we're really sorry about trapping you here for all this time...and we fully understand if you want us dead.

Lazlo: Oh, you guys! I was never even mad at you! We're all just victims of Crystal...where's Zoya, though? Don't you need her to break the barrier?

Aktu: Yeah, but if we remove our portions, you should be able to break through regardless...it'll take a bit of strength, but we'll help you through it.

Lazlo: ...Oh, the grass feels so nice...and the breeze, too...

Aktu: My power feels...replenished. I feel as though I can whip up a thousand paintings in mere seconds.

Hamza: Same here. I feel much stronger than before...but we should find Zoya before we lose her to Crystal.

Lazlo: Right!...do we even know where she is?

Hamza: No clue. The last thing Aktu and I remembered from the invasion was seeing Brandi and Vidcund, who helped us break out, but...Zoya never granted anyone a wish. She doesn't have anyone.

Lazlo: Vidcund! I have to tell him I'm-

Hamza: Not now! His memories got erased with everyone from Pleasantview. We need to find Zoya first, then stop Crystal once and for all!

???: We want to help!

Hamza: What? Pleasantview children?

Angela: We're teenagers! We enter college in about one semester.

Hamza: Okay, and? What are you two even doing here?

Angela: We want to help you find your friend Zoya and end Crystal Vu's regime.

Aktu: I mean...

Lilith: Think about Brandi and Vidcund. You care about them, don't you? Let us offer you our help.

Lazlo: Let's just bring them along! What's the worst that could happen?

Hamza: ...If you say so, then sure.

THE NEXT DAY

[virusinfected-memes]

FRIGHT NIGHT (2011) SENTENCE STARTERS ;

145 starters. CW: alcohol mention, cussing, drug mention, sexual themes, violence. Feel free to change words and pronouns as needed!

“Defy reason. Defy everything you know.”

“Hey, kid. Don’t leer at the neighbors.”

“C’mon, you gotta get over it.”

“Attitude. You’ve been stressed or something.”

“Y’know, getting what you want can be stressful. Especially when you’re not used to getting it. More to lose.”

“I’m trying to get people to move in, not join the legions leaving town.”

“Hello? Can I get some help here?”

“That’s a very good question. Maybe you should spy on him some more and find out.”

“He’s thirteen feet from our house. That’s not spying. It’s merely observing.”

“I’m tired of making excuses for you, _____.”

“If you don’t wanna talk to him, just tell him.”

“I don’t have a worried thing. I never make that face.”

“About the prom. I was going to ask you. I just kind of figured it was a go. Y’know, you, me, ill-fitting tuxedo. The whole thing, y’know?”

“Nobody goes to the dance in senior year.”

“Did you find a freaking genie lamp, man? Make a sacrifice to the Hot Ass gods? How do you get that?”

“Holy crap, man. How did you get that?”

“You know _____’s missing, right?”

“Just meet me at his house after school. We’ll check around and see if he’s okay.”

“Do we really have to do this here?”

“Wow. Am I supposed to not even speak to you anymore?”

“Be quiet. Don’t spaz out.”

“You want me to go tell your pals how well we really know each other?”

“I’m insatiable.”

“I’m so sorry to take up your time. I really appreciate your help.”

“Is my mom flirting?”

“I’m sorry about the mess, _____.”

“My God. Why did you blow him off?”

“A guy that good looking, still single? Bad bet. He’s a player.”

“I’ve had enough man troubles. I am not getting suckered again.”

“I really hate to be the one to tell you this, but that guy, your neighbor, he’s a vampire, man.”

“Why are you walking like that?”

“Duh, dude, I know what you’re telling me. I’m making fun of you. I’m mocking you.”

“You read way too much Twilight.”

“That’s fiction, okay? This is real.”

“He’s a real monster, and he’s not brooding, or lovesick, or noble. He’s the fucking shark from Jaws. He kills, he feeds, and he doesn’t stop until everybody around him is dead.”

“I seriously am so angry you think I read Twilight.”

“You’re on drugs, dude.”

“I thought you’d take my word on this, man.”

“Can we just pretend for like one minute that you’re not a complete douchebag?”

“_____, this was fun when we were eight.”

“Point is, I grew up. If you don’t want to, that’s fine, but don’t get an attitude because I’d rather have a life than make shit up.”

“_____’s gone and you act like you don’t give a shit!”

“What the fuck happened to you? We were inseparable.”

“You know when my life started getting better? When I stopped being friends with you.”

“Just hit me, man. Really. I don’t have time for this.”

“Jesus, man, I just gave you a fucking invitation to hit me.”

“You better run, boy! I’m coming! You better run!”

“Back the fuck up, man! I’m armed! I know how to use this thing!”

“You’ve been watching me. I’ve been watching you. It seems fair.”

“That looked like it hurt.”

“You bit off more than you can chew.”

“And you think anyone’s gonna actually believe you?”

“Don’t play that crap, don’t play that mind shit with me.”

“You were born for this. And you know it.”

“It’s on you to look out for them. You up for that, guy?”

“There are a lot of bad people out there, _____.”

“Where have you been? You told me to meet you here like an hour ago.”

“Hey, are you alright? Are you alright? Everything good?”

“Did you ever read this? It’s really good. It’s kind of sexy, actually, in like, a frustrated, unconsummated sort of way.”

“What, am I boring you?”

“Do you wanna get under the covers?”

“Please believe me, there is nothing I would rather be doing right now than getting under the covers with you.”

“Don’t be nervous. It’s okay.”

“Oh, shit! Oh, shit, he saw us!”

“Okay, _____, if you’re not into this, can you just tell me? Because you don’t have to do me any favors.”

“Oh, God! Get me out of here!”

“Oh, no, he’s coming back! He’s coming back! No!”

“The hours you keep. It’s like living with a vampire.”

“Under no circumstance is he invited into our house, alright? He’s dangerous.”

“_____, I’m serious. Don’t acknowledge him. Don’t talk to him, and at night, please stay inside.”

“Look, I can’t answer a million questions right now. Will you just trust me?”

“You weren’t in class. What are you working on?”

“I’m gonna pop your cherry.”

“Over there, that’s haunted antiques. Cursed stuff!”

“So, I’m the expert for your vampire thing, huh?”

“Say I wanted to kill a vampire. How would I go about doing that?”

“I read books, man. You think I’m hanging out with Dracula? And the Easter Bunny? Fuck off.”

“Do you think I don’t know how this sounds? I mean, two days ago I would have laughed in my face, but it’s really happening.”

“I’m not crazy. I’m not. I don’t wanna know this shit.”

“Dude, is that _____? What the fuck is he doing?”

“Y’know, once I thought I was being chased by carrots with machetes.”

“You guys are both ruining my high.”

“Don’t, _____, don’t! Don’t open it!”

“Oh my God… _____, please, I told you to lock the door!”

“You are flipping out. You’re acting all weird. You’re blowing everything off.”

“Is that a stake?”

“Look. Even if you are losing it, you do not get to blow me off. You don’t go from something to nothing overnight.”

“You’re not nothing to me, _____, so whatever is happening, I would like you to talk to me, to tell me what is going on.”

“I need you to just forget about me, okay? I’m not going to let you get hurt. I’m sorry.”

“I’d rather not take this to the authorities, but I will. I have no choice.”

“We’re alright as long as we stay inside.”

“I can’t believe you got _____ to go along with it.”

“I don’t think this is funny.”

“I don’t need an invitation if there’s no house.”

“Jesus Christ, _____, what the hell is going on?!”

“This is seriously not okay, _____! Who the fuck is this guy?!”

“_____, I told you, he’s a fucking vampire!”

“Noo! That’s his fucked up vampire hand! Now do you believe me?!”

“_____, fucking kick him!”

“Get away from me!”

“I repel you with the power of Christ the Lord.”

“You ever get a stake in the chest, _____? I have. It hurts. But they missed the heart. But it’s right here, _____.”

“You shouldn’t have been so nosey.”

“I don’t know. I think maybe you should’ve said something to the police.”

“I just really wanted you to like me, that’s all.”

“_____, I knew you were a dweeb. Do you think I wanted some dude like _____? Or _____? No. I like you. Because you’re different.”

“I’ll tell you what I know, but that’s it. Don’t expect me to join your little Scooby gang.”

“You’re going to need an army.”

“eBay. I order things late at night when I’ve had a few cocktails. So, yeah, some nice stuff.”

“Look, _____, if you have a problem, just keep it with me, okay?”

“Are you enjoying your panic room, master of darkness?”

“There’s more than one way out and there’s a million things to fight with. We’re gonna be okay, alright? Trust me.”

“If you hadn’t turned out to be such a dick, I could’ve tricked you out. We could have rocked this evil shit together!”

“I expected more of a fight from you, _____.”

“I can hear you breathing. It’s really fucking cool. I can feel you. I can taste you.”

“We got some catching up to do, my friend.”

“Aww, nice weapon there, _____! Not gonna do you much good though, because I’m a goddamn killing machine.”

“Come on, it’s like you’re not even trying.”

“Bone is a motherfucker. It’s hard to cut.”

“Security is a little lax since everybody got their throat torn out.”

“I’m gonna end him or he’s gonna end me. That’s how it’s gonna be, and you’re gonna come with me.”

“Don’t you understand this yet? There will be no fighting. There will only be surviving. Maybe.”

“You think if you live and we all die, you’ll be able to get us out of your head?”

“You think I collected all this stuff because it was bitching?”

“Come with me. We’ll go in at dawn. He’s got to rest some time.”

“The only reason I survived the last time is because I had the sense to hide.”

“Look, if you want to be a dead hero, good for you. I’m out.”

“You think I’m a coward. I’m not. I’m a realist.”

“So you just bail on people.”

“I don’t want to live till tomorrow if you’re the kind of man I’m going to be.”

“Here. Blessed by Saint Michael. You kill your vampire with this, it’s supposed to change his victims back.”

“Torch him. A vampire on fire is not thinking clearly.”

“Let’s kill something.”

“What do you think is down there?”

“Oh, shit. I may not be drunk enough for this.”

“You know this is a trap, right?”

“You know you should have saved me, _____.”

“I’ll be the best you ever had. The only you ever had.”

“_____, we could be together forever.”

“You smell that? It’s your fear. It’s intoxicating. It’s a very specific scent, _____.”

“You little shit. Next time you use my plan, give me a heads up first, yeah?”

“That was a fucked up night.”

“If you’re naked, I’m absolutely going to look.”

“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do. That doesn’t narrow it down. There’s, like, mini-golf and sushi. Carry on!”

“Will you promise me, now we’ll finally be alone?”

[crunchietoast]

Knock Before You Enter

~☆ Katsuki Bakugo- Knock before you enter! ☆~

💥 TIMESKIP AU, Boss Bakugo x Assistant reader. YN is working for the man himself, Bakugo Katsuki, as his assistant for his hero agency and has done for a few years now. There’s one small problem.  

💥 idk if this is fluff..

💥WC: 463

"Sir i just need you to check-" You opened the door to his office only to be revealed to a very shirtless Katsuki putting on his suit shirt.

"FUC-!" he exclaimed as you slammed the door with wide eyes. You walked away back to your desk Infront of his door and sunk into your chair embarrassed as fuck. What had you done. Good going this time YN, you should get a box out ready because your ass is getting fired quicker then Deku breaks his arms.

 

As Katsuki's assistant, you work closely with the man and know that he has a short temper and very angry attitude. He was a private man and nobody, either lasted long enough to get to know him or was to scared of the guy. But it was well know that he had 2 good friends since Highschool from a different agency in the building, but even around them, he was grumpy.

You weren't particularly scared of him since you had spent a lot of time with him. Late nights in his office getting forms signed and takeaway at the desk together, much to his complaints, that 'he did not need you to buy his food'. But you could tell he appreciated it nonetheless.

You two had gotten decently close and had some sort of friendship you'd hope by now. I mean he didn't yell at you as loud as he did others. just an angry grit of his teeth. Over time your stupid. fucking. ass. gained had a HUGE immature and unprofessional crush on the Pro Hero. But what can you say, the mans really a softy.

"Y/N, my office now! please" he glared at you but calmed down after realizing there were other people around. You slowly walked to his office scared what he could say. Maybe this would be the first time in a long time he got extremally angry with you. Unlike other times with small warnings or teasing with evil yet joking smirks.

But this may have been a different story. 

"You wanted to see me Sir?" You said as you closed the door behind you and sat down slowly, your breathing increasing. 

'He looked so good when he was mad- NO WHAT AM I AM THINKING! I'M GOING TO GET MY ASS KICKED I NEED TO PAY ATTENTION TO SOMETHING OTHER THAN HIS BICEPS!!' 

"How dumb are you?!" he fumed.

"I'm so sorry Mr Bakugo, I really didn't mean to..." You submitted. 

"Don't call me that. Have you ever heard about knocking?!" The man continued, mumbling the first part. 

"I'm sorry Mr Bakugo, i forgot you went out for a miss-"

"Ugh, you know I don't like it when you call me that." he rolled his eyes. A sign came from the man's mouth. "I understand it was an accident..." he hesitated before taking a subtle deep breath. "Please knock next time" he pinched the ridge of his nose. "Get ou-I mean, you may leave now...thank you YN." 

"wha- uh thank you Katsuki" You nodded and walked out the door, 'The hell?! What in gods name was that. Where did the please no no sorry, manners in general come from?!' 

LATER AT LUNCH BREAK

"Dude, if you're trying to get her interested in you, it's a good idea NOT to scream at her..." Kirishima said to his colleague at the coffee machine. "Maybe. I don't know. Go easy on her..." he continued with an antagonizing grin. 

"Shut up, I did go easy on her. I even said please '' Bakugo replied leaning against the bench in the office kitchen, slightly pissed at his best friend.

"What did she do anyway?" Denki joined in, grabbing a mug and filling it with coffee. 

"She walked in on him naked~" Kirishima cooed, jabbing Bakugou with his elbow. 

"I was not naked!! It was only my shirt, I came back from a patrol and had to change!" Bakugo said defensively although he had nothing to hide.

"Right, so you WERNT doing a strip tease, Kaccha-" Denki was hit over the head with a mug.

I really like how Boss!Bakugo Turned out so expect more from that. Maybe even the origin of his first name 👀👀

-Crunchie Toast 🍞

[thefanficmonster]

Corpse’s Girl

Corpse Husband x Reader (Female)

Warnings: Bullying, Swearing, Derogatory Terms

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Summary: Y/N’s life as a regular college student is forever stripped away from her when her relationship with the famous YouTuber Corpse Husband is accidentally revealed during an online class of hers. How will she cope with the sudden spotlight and the unwanted attention, some of which crosses into bullying?

Requested by my amazing Tumblr friend @itsminniekat 🥰 She’s been reading and liking my works since day one and I honestly couldn’t be more grateful. If you’re reading this, all I can say is thank you, darling. Thank you so much for sticking by my blog even when I posted some crappy fics. I’ll make sure this ain’t one of them. Love you with all my heart. ❤❤❤

P.S. - I named the mean character with my name so I hope no one who reads this has the same name. Wouldn’t want any of you feeling like the villain 😘

Who knew online class would be even more boring than being physically present for a lecture? Seriously, I find myself doing the weirdest of crap to entertain myself - like trying to balance a pen on the tip of my nose for example. I jot down some notes every now and then but that’s basically it. My mind can not fathom the concept on concentrating on whatever my professors are going on and on about. Well, full disclosure, I couldn’t concentrate even if I wanted to, especially with my boyfriend streaming in the other room.

He’s currently playing Among Us with his usual gaming squad. Listening to his input during the discussions, I can always tell when he’s lying. I honestly find it hilarious that his friends can’t pick up when he’s bullshitting them. I sometimes wonder if he has brainwashed them. And that’s one of the main reasons we don’t play Among Us together - he can’t lie to me. Not only do I pick up on his con with ease, but he always says he feels bad when he lies to me which is just the sweetest thing. Also, I refuse to play cause I’m shy. His friends are all well-known content creators and I’m a literal nobody. Every now and then I find myself wondering why Corpse is even with me. He’s always quick to push those thoughts out of my head and make sure they don’t return on a long notice, but they do interrupt my peace from time to time.

“Y/N, do you know?“ The sound of my professor saying my name takes me out of my eavesdropping of Corpse’s stream.

I panic, but quickly improvise, “Sorry, my internet is slow, you cut out for a second. What was the question?” I feel my face heating up, making me glad we are allowed to keep our cameras off.

“Question number 15 on page 82 in your textbook. Do you know the answer to it?“ My professor repeats himself, his tone annoyed.

I look down at the page that’s already opened in front of me. I let out a sigh of relief, seeing that the question is rather easy.

“Yeah, um, it’s...“ Suddenly, Corpse’s laugh reaches my room loud and clear. There’s no doubt my mic picked up the noise, especially since the door to my room is open.

The color drains from my face as I hurry to say the answer and remute myself. My eyes are wide as I stare at my screen, hoping no one will acknowledge that very recognizable laugh.

“OMG Y/N, are you watching a Corpse Husband stream in class?” One of the bitches in my class, Vy, speaks up, “Not a very goody-two-shoe move on your part, dear.” 

I purposely unmute my mic to mumble a quick ‘Shut up, bitch’ that somehow manages to fly under my professor’s radar and the class continues. It’s the first time something like this has happened and I’m not sure if I handled it properly or not.

The class ends shortly after, allowing me a sigh of relief as I disconnect from the meeting. 

“Fucking finally.“ I mumble to myself, leaning back in my desk chair. Tilting my head backwards, I see Corpse standing in the doorframe. I grin, not only because his presence itself makes me ten times happier, but also because he’s upside down from my viewpoint. “Well, hello there! How long have you been spying on me?“

He struts over to me, leaning his face over mine, “Long enough.” His lips linger above mine without any actual contact before he pulls away, allowing me to sit up straight and proper in the chair. “You still have classes?”

I nod my head while disappointedly rolling my eyes, “Yeah. One more. Shouldn’t be too bad since it’s English Lit. You’re done streaming?”

“Yeah, I just have some other things to do. I haven’t done a narration video in a while, I miss making that type of content.“ He plops down on my bed, running a hand through his messy black curls.

“Weren’t you recording some lines a few days ago?“ I frown as I try to recall if what I’m referring to actually happened or my brain is too fried to decipher reality from my bootleg perception of it. Online class, man - messes with your head like sleeping pills - makes you disoriented and exhausted with barely doing anything other than trying to wrap your brain around a lecture or two.

He hums affirmatively, “It’s not a finished project and I don’t even know if I’ll use those or rerecord them. I’ll have to listen to them again before I make a final decision.“

I tilt his chin upwards with my pointer finger, a gesture he has told me he finds very endearing, “I’m sure they’re great and you just refuse to be satisfied. Everything you do is great.“

He smiles a small, shy smile, his fingers gently wrapping around my wrist, holding my hand in place, “You’re biased. You like me too much to tell me when I do some bullshit.”

I scoff, “You know that isn’t true. If someone’s gonna kick your butt in formation, it’s gonna be me.“ I give him a quick kiss on the forehead before pulling away from him, “Go on, now. I have a class to attend. You distract me enough while you’re in the other room, I can only imagine how hard it’d be for me to focus if you were right by my side.“

He smirks, bowing a little as he makes his way out of the room, “You flatter me.”

I playfully roll my eyes, getting my headset back on as I tap the last class for the day. We have an assignment due to the start of the class which we’ll have to present if the professor approved of it. We basically had to write a psychoanalysis of a character from any book of our choice. I chose Heathcliff from ‘Wuthering Heights’ which is one of my favorite books of all time. I’m proud of what I wrote and the way I wrote it, but I’ve always barely scraped by with a B in this class, a B+ if I’m lucky, so I’ve never gotten any major credit, even when I put my 110% in the assignments and projects.

Well, color me surprised when the professor calls on me first to read my work, complimenting it on its detailed and specific nature. I get my printed assignment out in front of me and unmute myself.

“I wrote a psychoanalysis on for Heathcliff, a character from Emily Bronte’s novel ‘Wuthering Heights’.“ Just after I say this line, Corpse’s voice booms throughout the whole apartment, no doubt being picked up by my mic. It doesn’t sound like he’s actually talking, he can’t be that loud. I put two and two together when I recognize the lines he’s saying - the ones he recorded a few days ago. They’re coming from his computer speakers. He probably didn’t check the volume before playing back the recording.

I mute myself as quickly as possible, but it’s too late. The voice dies down as Corpse probably turned down the speakers.

My professor, who is already done with this lecture, just annoyedly remarks, her words overdosed with sarcasm: “Read your assignment and you can go back to whatever it is you are watching.”

“Wow, Y/N! Again?! Are you one of those crazy obsessed fans or something? Is Corpse Husband all you watch?“ This bitch is really poking a stick at me, huh? The only crazy obsessed fan here is her, and my friends but they are allowed. Little do all of them know, I am obsessed but not simply over a YouTuber. I’m obsessed with my boyfriend who just happens to be a YouTuber.

“No commentary, please.“ The professor scolds her, “Go on, Y/N.“

I finish reading without any other disturbances. The professor compliments my essay again when I’m done, the small incident at the beginning forgotten already. Well, not by everyone. One of my friends shot me a quick text to joke about it which only earned an eye roll from me.

My friends don’t know that I’m dating Corpse either. As I said, they are simping HARD over him while I act the most indifferent on the subject. Whenever they ask my opinion on him I either say ‘he’s OK’ or just avoid answering completely. I know saying anything more enthusiastic than that would turn into a snowball rolling down a snowy hill - I’d just keep babbling about how nice, amazing, wonderful and a gift to this world Corpse is, inevitably revealing our relationship in the process.

I’m afraid of revealing my relationship with Corpse in front of these people. They are all run on jealousy and selfishness and I can only imagine how mean they’d be about it. I’m already not too fond of them, it would only be worse if any of my personal life was exposed.

When the class finally ends I remove my headset, putting my forehead down on the desk, barely missing the keyboard. I groan in frustration and anger at myself for not fighting back. I could’ve and should’ve said something - ANYTHING. But what? That’s a question I can’t find the answer to.

“Hey...“ Corpse’s hesitant voice comes from behind me, “You ok?“

I straighten my posture, turning to him with a smile. “Yeah, but these people suck.”

I get up from my chair as he approaches me, basically falling in his arms. The comfort I feel radiating off of him makes me relax, forget the past hour or so. He has always had this effect on me. Like my own personal kryptonite to my anger and anxiety.

“Did I get you in any trouble because of that?“ His voice shows clear concern and guilt. 

I wrap my arms around him tighter, burying my head in his chest. “No, don’t worry about it.“ 

And I really wasn’t in trouble. Not until now that the video is officially posted....

I can call these people dumb all I want but they sure put two and two together awfully fast. They recognized the lines they heard during class as the same ones from his new video that came out almost a week after the incident, aka two days ago. It’s safe to say I haven’t touched my phone or computer since.

“This is all my fault.“

Of all the horrible things I suspected would happen this has to be the worst - Corpse is blaming himself for it. I am prepared to take all the shit these people have to throw at me but seeing Corpse beating himself up over this is killing me. No amount of convincing can change his mind. Nothing I say helps.

“Please, stop doing this to yourself. Non of this is your fault, Corpse.“ I’ve repeated this sentence more than a thousand time these past forty eight hours, each time saying it more and more desperately.

“All of it is my fault, Y/N. I’m so sorry. I hate myself so much.“ Has been his reply single time.

 I can’t watch him be so mean to himself. It’s the most conflicting thing when the person you love most is torturing themselves. It’s easy if it’s someone else doing it, you just kick their ass. But what are you supposed to do when the person you want to protect is the same one you need to protect them from.

Corpse has shut himself away in his recording room these past few hours and though he clearly needs to be alone, he still left the door open just a crack cause he knows I’ll be worried sick otherwise.

While I’m alone in the living room, I’ve finally managed to brace myself and build enough courage to power up my laptop. Last time it was on it was going mad with notifications.

“It’s digital. Only digital. It can’t hurt you too badly if it can’t touch you, right?“ I mumble to myself, already frustrated despite not having yet seen all the horrors that await me.

And horrors there were. Everywhere. Twitter. Instagram. Facebook.

My grades. Some pictures of me no one has ever seen. My school files. People from my class tweeting Corpse to ‘expose’ me for the ‘slut’ or ‘bitch’ I really am. Corpse hasn’t touched social media either and I plan on making sure it stays that way. God only knows how much worse he’ll get if he sees these claims.

And then, like a notification sent straight from hell, an email from my professor.

Practical lectures on Friday. Be here at 9 AM. Don’t forget your mask and gloves.

Good thing I opened my laptop when I did. Friday is tomorrow and I need to prepare for this day. Not only do I need to hit the books but I need to toughen up a bit. I can’t go there looking like I feel - like a mess.

Alright, time to put the brave face on. No more wallowing in it, at least not until tomorrow afternoon.

I make a study plan and hop in the shower. I feel the need to apologize to my hair for washing it so roughly, basically yanking at my strands from frustration that has been suppressed for too long.

I get our of the boiling hot shower, red as a lobster, and change into some clean comfortable clothes and put my ass in study mode. I remove all the scary expectations of the morning to come from my mind and let the information the textbooks has to offer seep into my brain.

                                                            *  *  *

I’m about to head out and, despite my put-together composure, I am a wreck inside. I actually put effort into my appearance, I mean - I even styled my hair. A pretty façade to hide a ruin.

I saw my friends’ texts last night, all three of them ending their friendship with me because they felt betrayed. I haven’t yet decided how to feel about that. Doesn’t matter at the moment, there are more important matters at hand, aka surviving the next three hours.

My college is within ten minutes walking distance from our apartment. That ten minute walk has never been so stressful, not even during exam season. The air feels a little harder to breathe, the path a little shorter to walk. And my moment of reckoning a little too close.

I feel eyes on me the second I start walking through the park of our campus. Sure, I could just be paranoid, but the feeling is too real to be just my imagination in overdrive. I’m glad I have my hair down and a mask on so the redness of my cheeks and neck isn’t on display. That’s a sign of weakness right now.

We have two an hour and a half long classes between which we have a snack break that’s half an hour. I usually enjoy that period but I’m dreading it now. These assholes can only be so mean in the presence of a professor, but during lunch break they can increase that tenfold. 

“Well if it isn’t Corpse’s girl.“ I hear that a lot. The whispers are not so much whispers as intentionally loud enough for me to hear remarks. I’m not bothered by them, it’s the least they can do. If I let such a simple thing get to me, I’d be crumbling by the end of first period.

I hear some shuffling behind me and out of the corner of my eye I see, yeah you guessed it, THAT bitch. She’s standing as close to me as she can without violating Covid regulations. A mask is covering her face but the menacing look in her eyes tells me all I need to know about the interaction that’s about to go down.

“I’d ask how much he pays you for the hour.....“ her long nails tap the wooden desk, “but that’d be rude. I bet it’s tough being a maid. Do you just clean or are you a multipurpose lap dog? No offense, I’m genuinely curious.“

“Vy, would you be so kind as to give Y/N some room to breathe?“ The professor asks as he nonchalantly walks in.

Vy rolls her eyes, batting her eyelashes at me, “Talk to you later, sweetheart.” With a fake friendly wave she’s out of my hair, at least for now.

Remember what I said about these people not being as dumb as I pegged them to be? Yeah, scratch that. These fuckers actually tried getting away with taking pictures of me with flash in broad daylight. Like, HELLO! I have two functioning eyes and a brain, I’m onto you. Sadly, me having figured out their childish but hurtful methods of humiliating me doesn’t change much. They still posted the pics they took, using the most derogatory terms they could find in the English language, always making sure to tag Corpse and me both.

Needless to say, these were the longest three hours of my life.

                                                              *  *  *

Shutting the door to our apartment behind me causes relief of the highest levels. I feel like I’ve locked out all the bad shit I have had to deal with these past twenty four hours. 

I’m tired. I’m fucking exhausted. I feel like a discarded piece of paper. 

And it all starts crumbling. A wall is bound to start slowly falling apart after being hit over and over again, each time feeling the blows with a stronger intensity. 

I slide down the door sitting down on the floor and slowly taking my shoes off. I put my bag beside me and wrap my arms around my knees, hiding my head in the space between them and my chest.

One tear slides down my cheek.

Another follows.

And another, this time accompanied by a choked sob.

A pair of arms wraps around the ball that my body has been shaped into. One of his hands comes up to stroke my hair gently, feeding me the comfort I have been longing for since I left the apartment this morning.

“I saw it. All of it. All the shit they talk about you. All the names they call you. And I’ve never wanted to beat so many people up simultaneously.“ His words make me raise my head from its low position, giving him a knowing look. “I wish I could. I would, but that would land me in jail. Which doesn’t even sound so bad cause I don’t like going out. Only problem is you wouldn’t be with me. I wouldn’t want you to be there with me, don’t get me wrong, I’d never want you to end up in jail. I-...” I cut him off by pressing my lips to his. A quick kiss that says so much but mainly shows the immeasurable gratitude for his support.

Seeing those awful tweets and comments had the complete opposite effect on him. He no longer blames himself but the people who actually deserve the blame - all those jerks from my college.

I pull away, giving him a small smile. “I would never let you go to jail.” 

He smiles back at me, overjoyed that my mood is slowly being lifted, “Come on, I have a nice crowd that would like to meet you.”

I know exactly what he means. Felix, Sean, Rae, Dave, Sykkuno and the rest of his friends. The people I’ve been so shy and afraid to meet since day one. Being shy doesn’t really make sense now, seeing as how they know I exist and that I’m a part of Corpse’s life. 

What do I have to lose?

“Guys, this is my girlfriend, Y/N.“ Corpse’s black avatar runs around my cyan one in the Among Us lobby.

I can’t help but giggle when I unmute my mic, “Hi everyone! It’s so nice to finally meet you.“ They each introduce themselves, expressing how happy they are to be meeting me too.

It’s the first time in what feels like a while that I’m truly having fun. These people are wonderful, each so unique and lovely. They never brought up the scandal nor acted as though they knew about it. I know they did and I am beyond grateful that they never mentioned it or treated me any differently because of it. Also, Corpse was streaming the whole time. I had my phone on his stream, my eyes nervously scanning the chat every now and then. I couldn’t believe it. Corpse’s real fans were just as wonderful as his friends - they were nothing but supportive and happy to have met me.

Now, I can either choose to believe these people were being so nice to me out of sympathy or I can believe they really like me and appreciate me for who I am and not for what happened to me. 

I choose to believe the latter.

And while I’m still getting accustomed to this whole new spotlight, I know I’ll be able to handle it as long as I’m holding Corpse’s hand in the process. All I need is to have him beside me and I’m prepared to tackle anything.

“They love you.“ Corpse tells me once the stream is done and we’ve hopped out of the Discord call, “But I love you more.“

His arms wrap around my waist while mine instinctively find their way around his neck, “I love them, too. But they’re at the number 2 spot.”

He smirks at me, “I wonder who’s at number 1.”

I push up on my toes, putting my lips an inch away from his, “Hmm, I wonder...”

He doesn’t let me finish, silencing my teasing with a sweet, loving kiss.

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[golden-barnes]

Plum tarts and red carnations

Pairing: Florist! Bucky Barnes x F! Reader

Summary: Bucky is enamored with one of the employees of the bakery in front of his store.

Category: Fluff

Warning:s some self-doubting thoughts and cursing .

Word count: 2.5k

Author’s note: I have been thinking about this since that one anon and thank you @buckycuddlebuddy because you helped to inspire me further with this. Also think of Bucky as Beefy because I'm a softy for a gentle giant. Comment and reblog pls and thank you!

“Damn Jerry. You’ve been growing nicely. A little bit more, and you will be ready to find a new home, bud.” Bucky whispered to the little sprout he was watering. Bucky loved his morning routine.

Before opening up his shop, he would check on his nursery. Water the plants in his greenhouse, checking them to see how they have grown. He liked talking to them; they never judged him or ignored him. He even named them. Sam would help, too, though he treated it more as a joke.

After checking on the nursery, he would focus on making bouquets and arrangements for the store. Nobody knew he was the one who made those beautiful arrangements, and he liked it.

It was like therapy for him. Matching the flowers and creating bouquets with meaning was a talent Bucky didn’t know he had. By this point, the shop was opened and ready for business.

While preparing a rose bouquet, he saw a woman in an apron running out of the new coffee shop from the table next to the cash register. Oh shit, she’s pretty. He thought. He kept staring at her and forgot the fresh roses next to him, grabbed one carelessly.

“Fuck.” He accidentally pricked his finger with a thorn. He applied pressure to his wounded finger.

“Oh, are you okay, sir?” The pretty woman from the bakery asked. Bucky didn’t notice her entering the shop, and now she was here. Looking disheveled but incredibly beautiful.

“Yeah, happens all the time. What can I help you with?” He said, trying to sound as composed as possible. He could hear Sam’s voice in his head. “Play it cool, Buck.”The woman let out a sigh.

“I’m co-owner of the coffee shop, and it’s our opening day. I was encharged of the decorations, and I ordered some flowers from this other place, but when they got here, they were horrible. Like really bad. And oh god, I’m rambling, but I need a brand new arrangement.” She said all in one breath. Bucky had to fight a smile from appearing. Adorable.

“It’s okay. What colors did you want?” Bucky asked. The woman smiled at him.

“We wanted white and purples. Something simple. But honestly, I know nothing of flowers. I don’t understand why Wanda put me up with this? Now we are late, and I still have to finish decorating the cupcakes.” She explained while Bucky started to search for the flowers in his shop.

“Lilacs, with white peonies and lavender roses, would make a nice bouquet. How does that sound?” Bucky showed her the flowers he was referring to. The woman gasped.

“Oh, they are so pretty! You, sir, are a genius.” She gushed, still looking at the flowers. Bucky felt his cheeks getting red from receiving praise.

“I can bring it to you,” Buckywhispered, afraid that she might not like that idea. “You know, because you still have some stuff to finish, so you can do it, and I’ll bring it to you in less than 10 minutes.” She looked at him and went to hug him. Bucky tensed, not expecting the hug, but soon relaxed.

“You are literally my hero. Just ask for Y/N,” She said, walking towards the exit. “Wait, what’s your name?” She added, opening the door to leave.

“Bucky.” Y/N smiled at him. “See you later, Bucky.”

Bucky has never worked on an arrangement as hard as this one. He was already meticulous, but he really wanted to impress Y/N. Can you blame him? The pretty girl needed his help, and he wanted her to be happy. He even added some baby’s breath and this new white ribbon that had come in for weddings. He was very proud of it but also very nervous.

With a deep breath, Bucky entered the coffee shop. A brunette was at the door, cleaning the tables.

“Sorry, Sir. We are still aren’t open.” She said. Bucky gulped.

“Uhm. I’m looking for Y/N.” He told her; she looked at the flowers in his hands and understood. She yelled for Y/N, who came out of the kitchen with icing on her check, giving him the brightest smile.

“Hey, Bucky! That’s beautiful! How did you make such a pretty arrangement in less than 20 minutes?” She grabbed the vase out of his hands and set it on the counter. Bucky blushed and scratched his neck, shying away.

“It’s nothing.. I’m just happy you liked it.”

“How much do I owe you?” She asked. Bucky put his hands up.

“Oh, it’s on the house. Don’t worry. Call it a welcome gift.” He explained; Y/N jumped and gave him another hug. This time Bucky wrapped his arms around her.

“You are the nicest person on this fucking planet. I have to make it up to you. What’s your favorite fruit?” She pulled away from him and looked at Bucky in the eye. Bucky felt his breath hitch, and his palms get sweaty.

“I-I like plums.” He stuttered. She gave him a big smile and handed him a cookie.

“Hmm, I can make something with that.” She winked at him.

-

“I still haven’t named you, but honestly, I don’t know. You look like a Janelle, but also, I feel like that doesn’t fit.” Bucky said to the new cactus that arrived yesterday, in the afternoon.

“I think she looks like a Lucille.” Bucky turned around and saw Y/N with a box in hand.

“Oh, hi.” He felt embarrassed. She had heard him talk to his plants. Not even Steve had seen that. It was his private thing.

“She’s cute. What type of cactus is it?” She looked at it, not looking weirded out or anything.

“It’s called a Bishop’s cap. They grow to be very pretty and sprout a yellow flower. Not very popular in the shop, but there’s this new cactus crazy going on, and I thought to stock up.” Bucky explained, putting the cactus down next to the others.

“Do you name all your plants?” Bucky gulped and turned around to face her.

“Yeah, and talk to them too.” Bucky fought the urge to punch himself. Why would he say that? Fuck, now she is gonna think he is a fucking weirdo.

Much to his surprise, she smiled at him. She suddenly remembered the box she brought and opened it.

“For saving me yesterday, I made you a plum tart.” She opened it and pulled out the tart. Bucky felt his heart beating faster, and his hands get clammy.

“You didn’t have to.” “Ah! I beg to differ. Everyone that walked into our shop loved the flowers. They were really something. Like I couldn’t stop looking at them. So I had to show you my gratitude the only way I know how. With treats.”

“I couldn’t possibly eat that all alone. Want to share?” Bucky asked, giving her puppy eyes so she wouldn’t say no.

“You drive a hard bargain, Bucky. Has anyone ever told you can get away with murder with those eyes?” Y/N joked.

“I think my grandma’ probably said it. I have some silverware in the shop’s kitchen. When you have to be at your shop?” Bucky said, signaling her to follow him.

“I’m on break—perks of being the boss.” She explained while Bucky grabbed a few paper plates, forks, and a knife. She grabbed the knife and cut a big piece, and gave it to Bucky. Then she cut a piece for herself.

Bucky took a bite and accidentally let out a moan.

“I take it; you like it.” She winked at Bucky. He diverted his gaze from her. Why the fuck did I do that? Bucky screamed internally.

“It’s delicious. I can see why your shop has been packed since yesterday. Reminds me of my ma’s.” Bucky admitted.

“I’m glad, but I can’t take all the credit. You should see the coffee mixes Wanda came up with. They are the real star.” Bucky smiled at her. Nice and pretty… She let out a cough.

“How did you get really good with plants? Like sorry for the personal question, but you have a talent.” She inquired.

“Well, uhm. After getting discharged, my friend Sam suggested that I take classes to handle stress and PTSD. One of the classes was gardening, and I just found it so calming. So I started taking more courses and learning ‘till I decided to start my own business. I don’t think I could ever work anywhere else.” Bucky noticed her staring at him. “What?” He said, smiling awkwardly at her.

“Nothing. Just thinking about how you are the nicest man I’ve ever meet.” She said nonchalantly. Bucky chuckled.

“It’s nothing major. I just found my calling.” Bucky stated.

“I feel the same. I baked a lot in college, and then suddenly I was like fuck, this is what I want to do for the rest of my life.” She recalled. Her eyes glowed under the light of the kitchen.

“I felt the same way when I started this shop.” Bucky admitted, she bit back a smile.

“By the way, I like the name—Howling’s flowers. Oh, and how pretty this store is, it looks like I walked in a magical forest.” She complimented.

“I- thanks. I named my store after my squad and the decor well; that’s kind of an embarrassing story.” Bucky chuckled nervously. She rolled her eyes.

“Oh, please. I own a coffee shop named Magic café, and all of our items are named after magical things. I am the last person to judge.” Bucky bit his lip nervously while listening to her.

“I based it on The Hobbit. It was my favorite book when I was younger, and I just couldn’t imagine decoring this store anyway else.” Y/N looked at him with an open mouth.

“Okay, are you government android? Because you are friendly, great with plants and well-read. You are too good to be true.” She laughed. Bucky needs to find a way to blush less in her presence because this is like the fourth or fifth time it has happened.

They finished eating their pieces of tart and talking for a while. Y/N decided to go back to the shop, not realizing how much time she spent there. Before leaving, Bucky gave her some more lavender roses.

“Oh, Bucky, you don’t have to.” She protested.

“It’s just to add to the arrangement. I feel like it was missing a few more roses. You’ll be doing me a favor.” He assured. She grabbed the flowers and smelt them before smiling and giving him a small thanks.

Little did she know that lavender Roses mean love at first sight.

They played that little game for weeks, almost 2 months. Y/N would take her lunch break at Bucky’s shop. Feed him some food and pastries that she was experimenting with, and he would give her flowers.

“To put on the counter. Your store deserves fresh flowers every day.” Bucky claimed. But in actuality, all the flowers meant something. The white camellias? He was telling her that he admired her. The amaryllis? That he found you beautiful. The white and purple stocks? A silent plea for bonds of affection from your part. But he couldn’t bring himself to say these things out loud.

Speaking to Y/N in flowers was much easier. Maybe because she didn’t know and couldn’t reject him.

“Bucky, you gotta tell her, man.” Steve would try to reason with him. “She likes you; you like her. Just tell her that you like her or ask her out on a date.”

“You don’t get it, Steve.” Bucky would argue, which led to an entire discussion on how Bucky is being a coward that ended with him telling Steve and Sam to fuck off.

But they were right; it was simple. She has been an absolute doll with him. She doesn’t mind hearing his rants about the new book he read and helped him water his plants. She even bought waterproof labels to put their names on their planters. She even asked (more like demanded) Bucky to send her the pictures of every bouquet and arrangement he made. She loved seen his creations.

And he loved being her test subject. She would bring him new pastries to try. He was her official taste tester. Anything new in the store, Bucky had already tried it in every one of its variations. Y/N would speak to him of all of her special interests and all of her new hobbies. He had even met all her friends, and they loved him.

So why was this so difficult? Bucky groaned while arranging the flowers at the front of the shop.

“What’s got you all groaning and gloomy, Bucky-bear?” Y/N asked him. She looked radiant in her work clothes. Ugh, Bucky had it bad.

“Nothing, j-just thinking.” He nervously replied.

“Don’t overthink. You might over-heat your brain, bubs.” She joked, entering Bucky’s shop. And like the hopeless romantic he is, he followed.

“Soooooooo I have been trying out this new pasta recipe, and you are the only one I trust to give me the truth.” She said, opening the Tupperware she brought. Bucky’s heart fluttered at her words. He felt light-headed; maybe that’s why he couldn’t stop himself from opening his mouth.

“I like you.” He blurted out. He slapped his hand over his mouth. Y/N turned to him, widen eyes, and mouth gaped.

“Bucky, do you mean that? Because if you are playing with me, I will fight you with this.” She warned Bucky, threatening with a spoon.

“I like you a lot. Actually love you. I- that’s what those flowers meant.” Bucky explained. Y/N put down the spoon.

“What flowers?” She asked, in the softest tone he has ever heard her speak in. Bucky turned his gaze to the floor, embarrassed that this was his confession.

“All of them. They all meant love in one form or the other.” He admitted. Y/N stood in front of him and put her hand on his cheek. He felt his heart do backflips.

“What flower means I’m in love with you, Bucky?” She asked, caressing his cheek.

“Maybe red carnations.” He joked, leaning into her touch.

“I’ll ask this handsome florist with a heart of gold to make me a bouquet to give you.” Bucky chuckled while she let out a little giggle.

“I would love a bouquet, but I would much rather have a plum tart from the sexy baker on the store out front.” Y/N hummed.

“I think I can make that happen.” She said, pulling him closer. “Can I kiss you, Bucky?” She asked; Bucky could only nod.

She grabbed his face and pressed her lips against his. Bucky wrapped his arms around her, pulling her even closer, molding her body against him. Their lips gliding over each other smoothly, as if they were made for each other.

They pulled away to take a breath, and they both had the same dopey smile. Tarts and carnations. Who knew they mixed so well?