#i was trying to get him a lab but fuck it. guess i'll cut my losses and continue preparing for the LF roof segment smh

[thegreatyin]

today in the life of yin FLPCs (christmas edition ✨🎄):

the scoundrel is getting concerningly good at shark hunting

the scientist is in the doghouse for his mad science crimes, though he does also have a fancy brooch now

the songbird has failed this godforsaken 1/8 chance for a primaeval hint from forgotten quarter expeditions no less than 30-40 times in a row, i can't take it anymore, i'm going to kill him, i'm going to kill him dead with hammers, he has TWO eyeless skulls and FOUR bottles of airag at this point his title is RIGHT he is the unluckiest bird EVER

the shadow has Literally Just Been Born (in-universe). it's his birthday. everybody say happy birthday shadow :)

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

Quarantine

Summary: Eddie and Steve are stuck in quarantine together. They try to find ways to deal with it and to pass time.

A/N: I had so much fun writing this. I hope you enjoy it. It's kind of long.

After the destruction of Vecna, things did not get better so quickly in Hawkins. Yes, Eddie survived but only barely, and it was taking longer to clear him of all of the murder charges. The gates were closed, and Hawkins was slowly rebuilding. Meanwhile, he was stuck in quarantine with Steve Harrington, not that Eddie was complaining because as it turns out . . . King Steve had only been a facade. It had been a pleasure to get to know the real Steve. Eddie was finding the whole quarantine situation weird.

"Why don't they have us all quarantined in one place again?" Eddie asked from his spot on the couch.

"Well, they wanted us to be quarantined at the old Hawkins lab, but Hopper fought against that so we're in our houses," Steve explained. "How many times do you need to hear this?"

It's been so long that Eddie had been mostly healed of all of his bat bites. He was now upside down on the couch, watching the same commercial that had just come on. Eddie wanted to throw his shoe at the TV but he figured that would make him a terrible guest.

"I'm bored. . . let's sneak out," Eddie said.

"They're watching us, Eddie," Steve said with a sigh.

"We feel fine. I am feeling no side effects of the Upside Down coming into Hawkins. . . none whatsoever," Eddie said. "We're prisoners. . . their little puppets and I swear, they're going to come in the middle of the night to have their way with us. Well, at least I'll finally lose my virginity."

"Eddie!" Steve snapped.

"What's wrong?" Eddie asked. "Are you having Robin withdrawal? I think I might be having Dustin withdrawal. I miss that kid."

"Yeah, I think I know what you mean," Steve muttered.

Eddie rolled back into a normal position and jumped off the couch.

"Let's play hide and seek!" Eddie exclaimed. "Your house is big enough to hide anywhere."

"How old are you?" he asked.

"I don't know, cut me open and count the rings," Eddie said. "Tag you're it! Close your eyes and count to twenty!"

Steve sighed before closing his eyes. Fuck it, he was bored too. He counted to twenty and opened his eyes. Eddie was nowhere to be found. He stood up and took off his shoes before heading off to find Eddie. This was so stupid, Steve thought. He looked in the kitchen, but he wasn't there. Steve went in through the main room to look at the small room where the sliding glass doors that led out to the pool. He wasn't there either. Steve's father's study was on the other side of the small room, and he walked in to find Eddie, but he wasn't there either. He made his way upstairs when he got an idea.

"Oh, I can't find Eddie anywhere. I guess he really did decide to leave. I guess that means I can finally say what's on my mind," Steve grinned. "James Hetfield sucks!"

"You take that back, Steven James Harrington!" Eddie shrieked.

Steve chuckled. Of course, he was hiding in his room. Steve opened the door to his room and smiled at the sight of his closet door slightly open. He pulled the door opened and found Eddie hiding amongst his clothes.

"I got you!" Steve shrieked.

"Goddamnit! That was a trick, wasn't it?" Eddie pouted and Steve laughed. "Mean."

"Wait, how did you know my middle name?" Steve asked.

"I stole your wallet earlier and peaked at your license," Eddie said and Steve gave him a look. "What? I was bored."

"Alright, cover your eyes, asshole," Steve said. "You're it."

A few turns later and they found themselves on the floor of the guest room that Eddie's been sleeping in. They were bored again.

"Okay, how much time has passed now?" Eddie asked.

"I don't think we even made it to thirty minutes!" Steve exclaimed.

"Fuck!" Eddie exclaimed, rubbing his eyes. "Okay, do you have any ideas?"

"I have books, we could read," Steve shrugged.

"Wait, you have books? Why the fuck didn't you tell me? Have you been hoarding them like some sort of book dragon? Steven James, are you a book dragon?" Eddie asked.

"I would tell you if I were a book dragon," Steve replied.

"Would you though?" Eddie asked and stood up. "Lead me to the books, my liege."

Steve stood up and as he did so, Eddie jumped onto his back.

"Eddie!"

"Onward, noble steed!" Eddie said. "We must find this treasure before sundown!"

He wrapped his legs around Steve and squeezed Steve with his legs. The other man sighed before heading downstairs and towards the basement. It was small, comfortable, and a lot more friendly than the rest of Steve's house. Eddie could tell that this was where the kids hung out whenever they came over. He smiled in amusement when he saw that Steve had hung up their drawings. Eddie jumped off Steve's back and ran towards the bookshelf in the back.

"Yes! You have the Hobbit!" Eddie exclaimed. "Have you read the Hobbit?"

"No," Steve said.

"Oh, boy, you are in for it," Eddie asked, and he pushed him onto the couch. "Sit and watch as I bring it to life."

A couple of hours later, Steve and Eddie woke up from a deep sleep.

"When the hell did we fall asleep?" Eddie asked. "And why are we awake? Steve, how long has it been now?"

"I think it's still the same day," he said and Eddie screamed then he stopped.

"Wait, is it close to dinner time?" Eddie asked.

"Yeah."

"Let's go make dinner!" Eddie exclaimed.

An hour later, they were back in the living room, sprawled out and clutching their stomachs.

"How long has it been now?" Eddie asked. "Is it still the same day?"

"Yes," Steve said.

"Steve, make time go by faster," Eddie said. "I command it."

"Yeah, no," Steve said.

"There's nothing on TV," Eddie said with a sigh. "Steve, have you ever kissed a guy?"

"What? No!" Steve said.

"Have you ever thought about kissing a guy?" He asked.

"Have you ever thought about it?" Steve asked.

"A little. I have kissed a girl and I did like that. Recently, I've always wondered what it would be like to kiss a guy. How different is it?" Eddie said. "I mean, my sexuality is definitely wobbly right now."

"You want to kiss me?" Steve asked with wide eyes.

"You see any other guys around? You whipping off that sweater on the boat and whipping at me definitely sparked something in me, big boy, so yeah, I definitely want to kiss you," Eddie said.

"That did something for you, did it?" Steve said, standing up. "Whipping off my shirt and throwing it at you? Do you like it when my junk hits you in the face?"

"Fuck off," Eddie laughed.

Steve whipped off his shirt and threw it at him. He walked over to Eddie and straddled his lap, hovering just slightly.

"You like this?" Steve asked softly, and Eddie nodded. "Can I kiss you?"

Eddie nodded again. Steve pushed his hair back and cupped his face, brushing his thumb over Eddie's cheekbones. He leaned in, and Eddie met him halfway, closing the gap. A shot of excitement shot through Steve as he tasted Eddie's soft lips, shivered when Eddie's skin met his as he placed his hand on the small of Steve’s back. It shot through Steve and all the way down to his dick. Yeah, Steve definitely liked it. He liked the way Eddie kissed, curious and slowly at first, but then it grew more passionate. Eddie liked it, too. Another jolt shot through him as Eddie tugged him down onto his clothed, hard dick. Eddie broke the kiss, and his hand went to his belt buckle.

"You sparked the fire, Stevie," Eddie said, grinning wickedly. "I'm adding more fuel. May I?"

"Yeah. Yes!"

TWO DAYS LATER. . .

Eddie was lying naked in Steve's bed, watching Steve sleep beside him. Eddie grinned. Poor sweetheart was worn out, and Eddie did that. Eddie traced the moles on his back and leaned down to kiss them.

"Steeevvie," Eddie sang softly.

"Mm, what?" Steve asked.

"So grumpy when you first wake up," Eddie said. "Steve, I'm bored."

Steve groaned and flopped over onto his back.

"Was I not a good enough distraction for you?" Steve said.

Eddie laughed and straddled him.

"You're definitely the best distraction ever, but this house is driving me insane. I need to get out. We have done everything that there is to do in this house, including each other. We're definitely bisexual. We kissed and fucked in every room of this house," Eddie said.

"Not my parents' room," Steve said.

"Yeah, that room scares me. There's some bad juju in there," Eddie said and paused. "Stevie, I want to take you out."

Steve sat up, placing his hands on his hips.

"What are you saying exactly?" Steve asked.

"Well, I don't want to kill you, so I'm asking. . .Steve, do you want to be my boyfriend?" Eddie said.

"Yeah, baby, I want to be your boyfriend," Steve said and flipped him over onto his back.

An hour later, after another round of sex, Eddie was lying on his back and staring at the ceiling while Steve was slowly drifting back off to sleep.

"That's it," Eddie said, throwing off the blankets and slipping out of the bed.

"Where are you going?!" Steve asked.

"To talk to them," Eddie said, storming out of the room.

"Eddie!" Steve yelled, jumping out of the bed. "You're still naked! I thought we decided to that I was the only one allowed to see you like this. . .you know, as your boyfriend! Eddie!"

Eddie walked out of the house and stood on the porch steps. A car was parked out front with two suits sitting inside.

"Hey, assholes!" Eddie yelled.

"Jesus Christ, kid! Put on some clothes and go back inside!" The suit said.

"I shan't put on any clothing until you foul beasts have let us go!" Eddie declared.

"Get the hell back inside!" The suit yelled.

"Are you going to come over here and make me?" Eddie asked. "While you're at it, why don't you get on your knees and suck my - "

The door behind him opened, and Steve pulled him inside. He slammed the door and locked it.

"Are you crazy?" Steve asked.

"That's up for debate. Wayne has threatened to get me tested a couple of times," Eddie said.

"I can't believe I like you," Steve said, smiling.

"Yeah? Do you like it when i get a little crazy?" Eddie grinned as he pressed up against Steve and started kissing his neck. "What else do you like about me?"

"You're sweet and fun. I like the way you keep me on my toes, and you make me so happy that I could scream," Steve said and then said softly, "You make me happy."

"You make me happy too. Honestly, big boy, why the hell did you even bother putting these back on?" Eddie said and pulled down his boxers.

"Again, really? You know, we're out of condoms," Steve said.

"Seriously? Already?" Eddie asked.

"You used the rest of them to start a water balloon fight with the suits yesterday," Steve said. "One of them threatened to shoot you."

"He only said that because I filled one of them with milk," Eddie said.

"Oh my god!"

Steve wondered if it was just a coincidence or if Eddie really did have anything to do with it, but the very next day, they got the call that the quarantine was over. Eddie tried to celebrate with Steve, but they were interrupted by yet another phone call. It was Dustin and Robin. They were coming over. Eddie couldn't be mad. He missed both of them. Plus, it was really cute how excited Steve was at the prospect of seeing them. Eddie and Steve swarmed them when they walked through the door, hugging them tightly.

"So, how did you guys hold up in quarantine?" Dustin asked.

"Oh, we did very well," Eddie said and shared a look with Steve, giving him a nod.

"Robin, let's go to the bathroom and talk," Steve said.

"Okay, but why the bathroom?" She asked as she walked off with him. "Steve. . .why the bathroom? Steve? . . . Oh my God!"

"Really? You couldn't have waited until we got to the bathroom to figure it out?" Steve pouted. "I was doing a thing."

"OH MY GOD!" Robin exclaimed.

"Okay. Yes, get it out," Steve rolled his eyes.

"OH. MY. GOD!"

Dustin looked over Eddie's shoulder, frowning when he saw Robin hugging Steve tightly.

"What do you think they're talking about over there?" Dustin asked.

"Oh, he's probably telling Robin that I'm fucking him," Eddie said casually.

Dustin had the misfortune to be drinking something when Eddie said that. He choked and coughed, staring at Eddie with wide eyes.

"Are you serious?"

"Yep!"

"Oh my God! I thought that you two would become best friends when I planned this, but you two becoming more is better than I could have imagined," Dustin laughed.

"What?!" Eddie asked, staring him down.

"Okay, so, uh funny story, I faked the quarantine," Dustin said.

"You faked the quarantine?!" Eddie exclaimed. "How?! Why?"

"Well, after Vecna, you and Steve seemed to be distancing each other, so I really wanted you guys to hang out, so I faked the quarantine," Dustin laughed nervously. "Also, you've been cleared of all charges."

"What?! Okay. How did you manage to keep that from me?" Eddie asked.

"I told Hop and everyone that I would tell you, but then I didn't," Dustin said sheepishly.

"Did I just hear correctly?" Steve asked, coming up behind Eddie. "You faked the quarantine?"

Eddie grabbed the hat off his head and started to hit him with it. He grabbed him roughly, kissed the top of his head, and put his hat back.

"You're lucky that everything worked out, you meddling little shit," Eddie said.

"Wait, who were the suits?" Steve asked.

"Oh, yeah, I paid Murray and Dimitri with my compensation money," Dustin said. "Murray shaved his beard and wore a wig."

"Oh, my God!" Eddie said in realization. "I bombed a Russian with water filled condoms."

[unma]

Hey! A question about Observer Frisk.. Or a ton? OKAY OKAY, I’M REALLY EXCITED AND HAPPY WHEN YOU MENTIONED ME AND I REALLY LOVE YOUR FRISK!! So..

What is Observer Frisk’s back story?

Who are their closest allies?

Are they a villain or a helper to the multiverse?

Oh thank you thank you thank you for asking this. You've finally given me an excuse to ramble on about this Frisk. This is a really long ramble, so I'll leave it under the cut.

Also, I guess I'll put this info here so it's easy to notice. Ai (Frisk) uses they/she/he, more in order of my preference than theirs. They don't really care which is used. Blot (my swap!Ink) uses any (even it/its is fine) as it literally couldn't care less. She's too busy being hungry. He has a natural preference for he/him due to being a copy of Stitch, though. Stitch (my swap!Error) uses he/him pronouns only, because he's literally just a regular Sans who became an Error.

Observer Frisk is a neutral figure who, as their name implies, simply observes the multiverse. They are opposed to the destruction of the multiverse simply because it would leave them with nothing to watch. Most of their actions top are based around trying to find something interesting to watch or observe.

Similar to Core Frisk, a lot of what the deal is with them had to do with the void and, more specifically, Gaster. This Frisk is not in the slightest interested in what is morally good or evil, with the only exception being their genuine guilt at inadvertently causing the destruction of their own timeline.

Observer Frisk was a normal Frisk living in a regular post pacifist timeline—save for the fact that the barrier was never broken—who had more scientific proclivities than other Frisks. Years after where the game ends off, Frisk has joined Alphys as a scientist and has managed to bring Sans back on, and further managed to do the impossible by communicating with Gaster and even further, brining him back. The latter achievements, of course, was only possible due to the fact that their ability to mess with time made them resistant to the void's mind wiping effects.

What was the saying again? "You were so concerned with whether you could that you never stopped to question if you should."? Yeah that applies pretty nicely here.

Eventually and inevitably, the Gaster-Frisk duo turned to attempting to get through the barrier and decided that the best course of action was to see if they could create an artificial soul. If they could simply create the 7th human soul, they could just break the barrier and have the unbridled power of a God to protect them from any threats.

Unfortunately for this story, they succeeded. The new soul was based on Sans, as he was the most willing to sacrifice himself for this experiment. Gaster would've done it too, were it not for his weird soul predicament, and Frisk was off the cards due to being a human—they were trying to see if the process was possible in the first place, and a monster soul would be easier to work with.

It's here I should note that this AU was started as an excuse to make my own swapped versions of Ink and Error, and Frisk only came later once I started working on the story behind them. You can probably see where this is going.

You see, the new Sans (who I will refer to as Blot from now on given that's his name at the end of all of this) was formed using an artificial soul vessel filled with void and fed magic over time to make it acclimate to being a living being and having magic of its own. Specifically, Sans' magic, since it was based on him. Over time, it grew to be its own being, separate from the void. Which was a problem, because the void wants to be the void. Blot, barely possessing a consciousness of his own, eventually ripped a big fucking hole into the void in the lab.

Which is an issue, because the void loves to eat whatever it can get ita grubby hands on.

Frisk and Gaster, being the leads of the project, were around to see this occur, and Frisk quickly realized that the void eating and destroying everything would be completely irreversible. But it wasn't like they could just sew the hole back shut.

Frisk tried to close the hole to the beat of their abilities, evacuating the lab and trying to use anything at their disposal to stop its spread. For their attempts, they became the way they are now, their face erased, shrouded in void with nothing but their eyes left.

Blot and Sans were both spared of the void's consumption, the former due to being part void and the latter due to closely resembling the former. That left them both in an empty void where their world once stood, the rest of their world having been sucked into the void.

All things considered, they probably had the better fate. Sans didn't have a good time all alone, while Blot just wandered off alone as he slowly but surely developed into a person of his own. As all people do when left alone for long periods of time, they slowly go insane. I'm not too sure about the mechanics of becoming an error (it's been a while since I checked them), but I'm pretty certain I set this up properly. Anyway, this post isn't about Sans, so we don't care about his agonizing slow turn into an Error.

As for Frisk, they and the rest of the Underground were trapped in the void and were affected in a great many ways. Frisk's eyes being the only thing left is sorta poetic karma—it's meant to signify their obsessive desire to see every outcome, to see what they could do. Their face having nothing but their eyes leave the one thing that drives them bare for everyone to see. Thus, they wear a mask that they manipulate to give the impression of having a face, which tends to set off warning bells to anyone observant enough to notice the faint uncanniness surrounding them. Their abilities too have to do with their eyes, as they can summon many to see through them and use as portals. They still have their save star too, but it does nothing given the current state of their world. It simply remains as a reminder of their failure.

Observer Frisk—who I call Ai as a pun on the word eye (if you've seen the first chapter of my most recent fransweek, you've met them)—eventually manages to leave the void and can do it at will, but only manages to do so by the time Sans has become an error (who I refer to as Stitch for reasons that'll become apparent once I actually draw him). Eventually they also manage to befriend Blot too, but that's a story I plan to write eventually.

Apart from Stitch and Blot, Frisk is still friends with the rest of the monsters, who have been far less affected than Frisk themselves and can leave with Frisk or Gaster's help. They all have new designs and titles because I thought it'd be fun, but I'll get to drawing those eventually.

Aside from those hailing from their own AU, Ai is friends with Librarian!Alphys (name yet to be finalized), an Alphys variant from a yet to be finished set of fics where each character gets the six souls through some set of circumstances and I explore what happens. She and Ai run an ever expanding library in the multiverse where any knowledge they can get their hands on is archived.

Ai is also friends with Sans from my Fallen Angels AU, currently the only Dust Frans AU I've written. It should be noticed that despite the fact that both fics I've written for that AU being Frans, that ship is more of an extra as opposed to an actual part of that AU's story.

To be honest, the only people Ai would be opposed to on principle are those who seek to destroy the mulitverse. Everything else is on a case by case basis. Out of them though, Stitch is certainly their best friend, due to being the person who best knows what went down (and isn't weird about it like Gaster).

Overall, they're a neutral figure, with a leaning towards being a helper purely because they don't want everything destroyed.

One more note for the road: Ai is very much driven by "what would happen?"s and every once in a while had to catch themselves before they hyperfocus on a certain situation. Failing to stop themselves is bad, as like with Gaster, they are a scientist with any sense of ethics thrown out the window. There is no guarantee that Ai will tip the scales in such a way that an improbable coincidence that butterflies into a sick tragedy simply because they wanted to see what would happen... but there's no guarantee they wouldn't.

[lepacy-of-the-sims-1]

Round 6 - Roomies

My job is to sabotage

-And so... if I could ask you to stop interrupting my work? Inexchange for the "cure", of course? - Michael inquired during dinner in the Roomies household. -Not in a million years, Michael Bachelor. You sneaky-sneaky little bastard. We don't need no help from the likes of you. - Chris cut him off rudely. -But... aren't you worried about-- -Lunar is perfectly fine. Besides, Lunar did get a present from a friend, right, my man? -Oh, you mean my new bracelet? - the boy looked up. - Yeah...

A couple days ago, Sionna sneaked out on a mission and quietly knocked on Lunar's window. Brianna has weaved a hand-made bracelet with the help of her mother and wanted to give it to Lunar as a gift. But fell ill with simple cold and couldn't present it herself.

The bracelet "was meant to drive bad spirits away", as Sylvia Marie told her, and Sionna passed down the same information to her sister's best friend.

-Yeah, so, no. Get outta here, Michael. Try something new, bargaining with the best bargain-master wouldn't work now, would it?

Chris made it her mission to bother Michael Bachelor, her and her goons and followers were trying every possible prank or crime on him almost each night. They hacked, broke into his labs, stole data... Michael came to negotiate peace, but unfortunately for him, both Chris and Melissa were on the opposing team - the team that wanted their time back. And Melissa allowed Chris to run rampant as long as other folks from the neighborhood weren't affected.

-Look, then I'll just have to take some dangerous precautionary measures... Just saying. -What are you gonna do, cry to your sister about it? -How about yes? You don't know her contact list... -Actually, you both can go and fuck off with those aliens, I don't care and I'm not scared. -We... wait, what?! -I've been there myself, Michael. You know, though I hit my butt hard while landing, even so I still felt so-o much better than what your crazy family is dealing with right now... Better luck negotiating with your patrons next time, I guess? At least my kids are not getting kidnapped for nothing. Just sayin.

[astrologicalwarrior]

Genesis

The Genesis Series

chapter one

CHAPTER TWO

Genesis walked next to her sister, surveying her new surroundings. Westfield High was what you expected a west coast high school would look like. Genesis was not impressed, considering the fact that she was previously in an art school before coming here, so this was complete bullshit. To make things even better it was her senior year. She looked down at the black watch that was on her wrist, 1:35. Sighing she turned to her sister,

"I got class on the other side in a few, I'll see you later."

Violet nodded simply saying cool before Genesis took a right and tried to remember where the hell room 107 was for AP Biology. Her long blue flower patterned skirt swished around her legs as she continued to walk forward, luckily she had a few minutes to get to class, if she ever found it. Another minute had passed before she decided so was just better off asking someone where the class was then trying to guess. Genesis sighed before turning, she intended to go to the main office and ask for help when she heard a voice call out to her. 

"Yo new girl, you lost?" 

Genesis turned her head to look behind her and her green eyes met a pair of hazel ones.

"Is it that easy to tell?"

The boy in front of her chuckled slightly, his dark curls bounced slightly as he did. He took a couple steps forward till he was a few feet in front of her. He was smiling as he looked at her. 

"I'm Alex."

She continued to take him in. He was at least six inches taller than her. His eyes were scanning her face while he waited for a response. 

"Should I just keep calling you new girl or?" He was tilting his head now as he looked at her. 

"I'm Genesis," She finally returned his smile "I'm looking for room 107, Biology"

"Well luckily you ran into me, I'm heading that way too," He took another step forward.

"Lucky me" 

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Genesis walked out of her biology class with Alex next to her. They had ended up becoming lab partners. Although they had only spent 42 minutes together she could see herself becoming very good friends with him. Together they walked into the courtyard, he had told her that she had to meet up with her sister and he had offered them a ride. 

"You're a total hippie," Alex laughed as he shoved her lightly.

"Bullshit, don't spread lies." Genesis grinned, he was completely right. Genesis knew that's who she was deep down. Alex smiled down at her about to respond when they heard some yelling.

"What the hell is wrong with you? People sit here, they eat here!" 

"Jesus fuck that sounds like Leah." groaned Alex.

"Who's Leah?" Genesis asked as she looked around for her sister.

"Honestly she's my best friend's sister so I shouldn't say this but she sucks." Alex sighed as he pointed to a tall brunette. 

When Genesis looked over at the girl Alex was pointed to she noticed that she was yelling at a smaller blonde that seemed to be wearing the same outfit Violet was today. Genesis walked a bit to the blonde and she was right, it was Violet. Alex trailed behind her as she walked over to her sister. Once she saw Leah bend down to pick up the cigarette and hold it in Violet's face.

"Eat it" Leah demanded, "Eat it or I'm gonna kick the shit out of you." She threatened.

"Whoa what the fuck is wrong with you?" She exclaimed as she pulled Violet slightly behind her.

"Leah what the fuck?" Alex asked from next to her. 

Genesis placed a hand on her sister's upper arm before taking a step away from Leah. She was confused and if she was honest slightly freaked out. 

"Come on, Leah, that's enough," Abby said, trying to pull Leah back.

"No, no, no, I want to see her eat it," Leah said. She was not leaving until Violet ate the cigarette. She was furious. SheTries to reach for Violet again before she gets her hand slapped away by Genesis.

"She isn't going to eat it, cut it the fuck out," Genesis said

"Eat it," Leah said forcefully "Eat it!"

"Leah, seriously, She's like 12 and 13," Becca said. She didn't want to see anything happen. The girl, Violet,  did not know, it was not her fault that she was new. Yes, Leah did have a reason to be upset but she did say sorry.

Leah steps forward and tries to force the cigarette into Violet's mouth, but Violet spits at her and Genesis pushes Leah back away from her sister before turning and walking towards her car with Violet.

"You are dead!" She could hear Leah scream in the background, "You are dead!"

"Yeah fuck off."

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Ben clicked his pen once as he stared at the young man in front of him, Tate. Tate was tall, handsome, and charismatic, he could be a cult leader or a movie star, and he had blonde hair and extremely dark eyes. 

"So, Tate," Ben started, "These fantasies started two years ago, three years ago, when?"

"Two years ago." Tate answered, "It's always the same. It starts the same way."

"How? Tell me." Ben said interested.

"I prepare for the noble war." Tate smiled slightly.

A tattooed Tate walking down a school's corridor wearing a trench coat and holding a duffel bag, students turned to look at him but he didn't care. He was on a mission and he wouldn't stop until he was done.

"I'm calm," He continued to say, "I know the secret, I know what's coming, and I know no one can stop me, including myself."

"Do you target people who have been mean to you or unkind?" Ben asked, trying to figure out why the teen would have these dreams. Little did Ben know they were not dreams, they were a reality.

"I kill people I like," Tate answered unconcernedly.

Tate enters a studying room. All the students raise their head to look at the strange teenage boy that just entered the room.

"Can I help you?" The teacher asked.

"Some of them beg for their life." Tate smirked angrily "I don't feel sad. I don't feel anything." Tate glared a bit at the ground, "It's a filthy world we live in. It's a filthy goddamn helpless world, and honestly, I feel like I'm helping to take them away from the shit and the piss and the vomit that run in the streets. I'm helping to take them somewhere clean and kind. There's something about all that blood, man."

_________

    Genesis sat on her bed, Fourth of July by Sufjan Stevens played softly in the background. In front of her was her rolling tray, lighter, grinder, and her weed. She knew Ben was busy with a new patient, Her mom was out looking for some local activities, and Violet was god knows where. It was the perfect time for her to relax and smoke. The last week has been overwhelming. The move, leaving all her friends, the new school, and fucking Leah. She was exhausted.

________

"I drown in it." Tate continued, "The Indians believed that blood holds all the bad spirits, and once a month in ceremonies they would cut themselves to let the spirits go free." Tate looked up at Ben slowly, he smiled peacefully. "There's something smart about that, very smart. I like that."

Tate looks behind Ben and sees himself standing behind Ben, blood running down his head.

"You think I'm crazy?" He asks looking into Ben's light eyes, daring him to say he was.

"No. I think you're creative. And I think you have a lot of pain you're not dealing with." Ben answered.

"My mother's probably worried about me, right?' Tate said sarcastically but Ben did not notice.

"I'm sure she is."

"She's a cocksucker." Tate said suddenly, "I mean, literally, a cocksucker. She used to suck the guy off next-door, all the time. My dad found out, and he left. He left me alone with a cocksucker. Can you imagine? How sick is that?" he said resentfully.

"I've heard a lot worse," Ben said calmly.

"Cool. Can you tell me some? I like stories." Tate smirked as he crossed his legs.

"No. I can't." Ben said. He would not tell an already damaged boy about his damaged patients, it might give the teens ideas.

"The world is a filthy place." Tate started up again, "It's a filthy goddamn horror show. There's so much pain, you know? There's so much." Tate shook his head slowly.

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Genesis sat on her window ledge. She had finished smoking her joint and now had a small bong in between her lap, music still played softly in the background. The sunrays brushed lightly on her forehead and over her lips. Her mind was filled with a comforting silence, for once not racing. 

"You know if you want to be more discreet you might want to close the door" She heard behind her. She turned around to see the same blonde from before.

Tate watched as her glossy eyes landed on him. The sun that streaked across her face made her dark forest green eyes look grassy in color. His name left her lips in a whisper as if she would break the spell of her high if she spoke any louder. Tate decided that she looked beautiful like this, completely relaxed bathing in the sunlight. He wondered if he should tell her, warn her about the darkness that lurks in every corner and hallway of this house. When she asks him to stay and sit with her he decides against telling her. He knows that if he does then the light almost entranced look in her eyes would disappear. As he stepped further into the room and closed the door behind him he hoped she would never find out the truth about him.

[wolpatinga]

1968 jekyll hyde adaptation is my favorite thus far

first off: casting for jekyll is phenomenal, i love his pathetic voice. i was previously unaware of jack palance but wow yea he's good

there's a lot of changes, like there's no carew at all, but it's okay. the addition of a love interest, it works, i guess! giving jekyll a little apothecary blackmailer buddy? sure, why not! the egregious americanization, down to hyde frequenting a wild-west saloon somehow in the middle of london? fuck it, why not! all my boys are here just as they should be, so i'll give it a pass

they do the serial killer thing again, but it's not because hyde's senselessly out for blood. this movie doesn't trust you to think at all, and it makes it clear that it's not just hyde to blame. jekyll isn't going down with hyde as an innocent bystander, and his enablers are just as guilty. i can feel utterson carrying his own sins with him long after jekyll's buried, and that's key to making it tscodj&mh. hyde isn't a curse that destroys a good man that all at once. he's not magic. he's the death by a thousand cuts, and i love how this movie handles him

i admit. i was worried towards the one hour mark, because it does get sidetracked into western saloon shenanigans and the domestic horrors of hyde's house, but they really capture the fact that hyde was fun, is fun. he's dragged out into cruelty, pushed towards violence when all he wanted was whimsy. my poor baby just wanted to dance and sing, guys, and this movie gets it.

i really vibe with hyde being a defensive mechanism when she comes on too strong. hyde could have lay dormant forever, but when jekyll is assaulted, hyde returns. i like the fact that jekyll is allowed to get clean. i like that jekyll's allowed to try

other things i loved: jekyll openly being objectum for his lab and very aromantic otherwise jekyll wiping blood from hyde's sword jekyll using the "oldest friend" line to explicitly manipulate utterson hyde loving jekyll's bunnies hyde's love for animals in general. he's in the middle of doing a murder and gets distracted by a pet songbird the goofiness of the fight scenes and how much fun it looks like hyde's having so much fun hyde taking fencing lessons the framing of stryker's death. i know this is the 60's so framing hyde as bi is supposed to make him nastier. i don't care. gay as hell for stryker to take it from the back up against the fence like that utterson being such a bitch in the opening scene utterson calling hyde a one man orgy the stairs motif, jekyll being icarus, always trying to go just a little higher jekyll's recklessness with titration and general lack of lab safety jekyll doing the anime girl toast in mouth on his way to the lab hyde leaving an iou to jekyll, ending it with "thank ya!" hyde not being able to cackle properly enfield and lanyon being enemies hyde's hesitation whenever it comes to violence

anyways i'm not sure why i made these but here:

anyways: it's cheesy as hell, but i like it. it gets utterson soooooo right that i'm willing to overlook a lot

last thought: they renamed utterson to devlin because. because he's the devil here. he opens the door for jekyll's destruction. wow! that's almost as bad as mister hyde & mister seek /adoringly

[lightninggavemeabs]

S1E1 commentary cuz why tf not

okay who fucking knows if I'll keep up with this but I want to try it.

Season 1 is one of my absolute favorites, I think the storytelling is exceptional and it really set the foundation for the rest of the show. I've rewatched this so many times because I love it to death. I mean, right from the beginning. That intro sticks in people's heads. It's iconic. We see the flash running impossibly fast, and then cut to barry running pathetically slow. It's perfect.

The characterization of Barry Allen is subtle and immediate. We immediately get to see him interact with his coworkers, his superiors, in a way that shows his personality perfectly. He's clumsy, but brilliant enough to be kept around. He's a hard worker when he's not totally distracted. He's also a little bit goofy.

There's also the interaction between Iris and him in the lab where he tells her she looks amazing and for like half a second he has this disappointed look on his face that tells the audience everything they need to know and it's really a testament to Grant Gustins talent that we could get that information about their relationship in like two seconds.

Then of course we get Wellses speech, which I feel needs to commentary. We also get to watch our protagonist, our hero, fail to stop a crime. He gets his ass kicked and it's fun! Because we know what happens next, or most of us do.

It really amazes me how much of the storytelling in this show is dead silent. Barry walking around his lab, alone, listening to the news, looking at his murder mystery board, only for lightning to strike. It's the night that changes his life but it seems so innocuous.

And then we meet Caitlyn/Cisco who I immediately fall in love with because he's playing Lady Gaga for that guy in a coma that's just around?? for months??

And then when Barry's discovering his powers and he just starts running super fast through the city and crashes into some van? Not to mention: there is canonically a random laundry guy who knows who the Flash is. He saw Barry run and he saw his face. Really the most goated character because he doesn't say shit.

Also, there's the

Barry: You seem kinda depressed

Caitlin: because I am

it's something that definitely should make me laugh but I always have a little chuckle at it because it's like Barry, you dumbass.

I really love the music that's playing when Mardon shows Barry his powers.

Joe West ranting about how Henry killed Nora because he's so certain that nobody has any weird magical powers is so painful to watch sometimes, especially when Eddie comes up and confirms Mardon's alive immediately afterward. Yikes.

"You're not a hero, you're just a young man who was struck by lightning" - Wells Season 1

Okay, fuck these police officers who let a child sneak in and see his mother's corpse you're doing a bad job. Also, Joe is like, guess I'm a father of two now (oof)

And then the cut to him talking to the Arrow, because obviously he needs a mentor.

And the "Cool." "Cool." it's so lovely.

also "I am god" "Shut the hell up" IMPECCABLE

convinently knocking eddie out so Joe can learn about Barry's abilities. That was a plot concussion.

"he can do it, I know he can do it" because Cisco has always been Barry's biggest fan. Right from the beginning, he believed in the Flash. Do you think he knew what the flash would someday become?

and everyone smiling in the control room once mardon's dead. beautiful.

joe, with tears in his eyes, apologizing for not believing Barry for all those years, truly breaks my heart. Joe West, dadliest of dads. The conversation between Barry and Henry, too, is completely heartbreaking. Henry saying that Barry needs to stop worrying about him and live. It's beautiful.

"I've made some new friends" YEAH YOU HAVE BARRY.

and of course we end on the obligatory 'harrison wells is not who he seems' scene. this whole season is basically this happening. we also get our first glimpse of THE newspaper. this episode is an incredible start to an incredible season.

I think i'll do one of these on every episode i feel deserves one. I don't know how many that will be., Anyway I'm going to go try baking bread. See yall :)

[full-tiltboogiearc]

He tried the gas station first. Wrench thought hey, maybe it'd be less obvious that he wanted to see her again if he just happened to stumble upon her at the gas station. Everybody had to fill up one way or another. But when she wasn't there, he didn't drive away and back home like he should've. Something compelled him to keep looking.

=

So he found himself at the diner. The waitress named Louise said she hadn't seen Bambi since the morning, which confused him because—"Her car's right there," he said. Louise craned her head to look past the red-padded booths, the very same ones he and Bambi sat in just a couple of days ago. She hummed. "Yeah, I guess it is. I'm sorry, kid, I didn't see her slip outta here."

But let us start at the beginning.

=

After Wrench completed his job up north, he'd heard some buzzing about this po-dunk town that might have been the new spot for this lucrative methamphetamine lab, and that very same town happened to be the one he'd high-tailed out of on Friday. Left a girl behind there, too. "I'll look into it," he'd told some of his associates up north. "Any chance you know what these guys look like?"

"I dunno, man," Parrot snickered. "It's [REDACTED], so prolly some hillbilly Conway-Twitty-Willie-Nelson-lookin' motherfuckers."

=

And kick it back to now. The fact that Louise hadn't seen Bambi in a couple hours but her car was still there was grounds for suspicion, even for someone as anti-paranoid as Wrench. He thanked the woman for her time and headed out, driving around town.

The sun was setting. In a town so small you'd figure it was easy to spot one redneck from another. Wrench wracked his brain for any distinguishable features of the guys he beat up. Well, if things went the way he planned, one of them would have an arm cast on, wouldn't they?

He hit his brakes at a stop sign across the street from some boat storage facility near the water. Some hick in overalls was unloading a truck, struggling—and of course, it was because his arm was broken.

Wrench turned off his car at the stop sign and got out. Popped open his trunk to pull out a tool bag. He cleared his throat, pulling out a sawed-off shotgun and a 44-millimeter. Shoved the 44-millimeter in his back holster. Couldn't forget his last thing—his trusty wrench.

=

But Hick #1 had told him that Bambi was inside. He wouldn't wanna go in there, though—"There's a dozen of us, man! You wanna die over some girl?" Over tears.

"You know, your other arm got lucky. I can't wait to cut it the fuck off." Snap.

=

"I get pulled over with one of these things, my whole-ass cover's blown." Wrench held up the sawed-off shotgun, illegal. But it did look pretty damn cool.

Momo, his gun girl, scoffed. "You're not gonna get pulled over. These things are handy. Trust me, nobody's gonna wanna fuck with you."

=

Momo was right. Wrench held up Hick #2 and #3 with the shotgun, and they immediately went arms up, dropping their supplies on the hallway floor. Looks like the tip was correct—this was the new spot for some redneck meth operation.

"Where the fuck is she?"

"We don't know what you're talkin' about—"

Boom! Hick #3, who was dumb enough to play dumb, got his leg shot off. He blasted back and passed out against the wall. Hick #2 dared to try and fight back, swinging a fist at Wrench, actually able to grab the end of the shotgun so he wasn't able to get a clear shot. And Wrench wasn't about to go blow off a bunch of bullets. Hick #2 actually managed to sock Wrench in the face, that slick motherfucker!

Two extra hicks, Hick #3 and Hick #4, burst through from some doors off to the side, one of them panicking over the state of legless #3 while the other launched at Wrench. Well, they were about to—

Some details of this report are CONFIDENTIAL and have therefore been REDACTED. Only those with Level Four Authority in the TOOLBOX Program have full access.

=

"Bambi?" Panting, Wrench burst through the two big industrial doors leading to the main storage portion of the warehouse. Pallets of old building materials formed a maze that he wobbled through, Hick #6 actually having taken Wrench's own wrench to his knee. When there was finally a break, and a large opening, he saw her tied up in a chair underneath a pale pendulum light, like a baby chick in an incubator.

"Bambi! Fuck."

@marshthing

She really has to pee. It's been the only thing she can think about for the last hour or two, probably because there wasn't much else for her to think of right now. The skin of her wrists is red and tender under the unyielding rope, which has them bound in place before her, sitting in the farmost corner from the door. It's a drafty room; the floor is cement, the walls unfinished, drywall stopping halfway to leave beams exposed. The fact that there was a bed within it didn't do much to make it feel warm or cozy, if that had been the intention. It's a prison, and within it, she's lost, with no one to question her absence.

Maybe she's the one to blame. Sure, they hadn't picked her up at the gas station, but she's pretty sure they followed her out when she filled up there last night. The acrid taste of bile rises as she revisits the moment they'd grabbed her, with barely one foot on the ground, parked outside Louise's diner. She didn't even have time to scream: they had ber bound and gagged right away, and just before the blindfold came on, she managed to catch a glimpse of one face.

That one was all she needed, though, and then everything after made sense. The way he acted like this would keep her safe; like it wasn't kidnapping; the sudden, violent shift from sickening tenderness to rage, asking her why she'd forced him to this. Why she hurt him and his friends. Why she chose that man over him.

But she won't think about Wrench again. She'd only just managed not to cry for at least a whole thirty minutes, and lingering too long on him was a surefire way to start up again. But despite her best efforts, her eyes are burning. A string of tears rolls down one cheek, so she tucks her knees up against her chest. Presses her face to her jeans, trying to block out everything. And then she does the only thing that seems to be left for her.

She waits.

[buck-yyyy]

holy shit holy shit holy SHIT i am having THOUGHTS about will's body

so i was reading this post (please do read it, it's really interesting!) about will's body and what it could possibly represent in season five, and it got me back to thinking about some stuff.

warning for in depth discussion of the decomposition process and dead bodies ahead!

so, like the OP of that post said, it's really weird that they were able to procure a copy of will's body when they'd supposedly never seen him before, and there's of course all the theories about will being a lab kid or him seeing brenner etc etc

but my question is- why the fuck does will's body look like that?

i've talked about this before, back in september, in this post, and though there's a few mistakes in that information, i'll try to summarize it briefly here- the state that the fake body is in doesn't match what it should look like.

will's body was supposedly in the water for three days, between november 6th and 9th. that's THREE DAYS for the body to begin to decompose. and yes, the process is slowed from the cooler temperatures of the water- but!

"The typical decomposition changes proceed more slowly in the water, primarily due to cooler temperatures and the anaerobic environment. However, once a body is removed from the water, [the decaying process] will likely be accelerated." (a warning that this link includes medical but graphic images of dead bodies! please proceed with EXTREME CAUTION! THESE IMAGES ARE INCREDIBLY DISTURBING!) essentially, even just from this fragment of information, we can assume that the lab would've had to have TWO copies of the body had they been looking for a realistic replica, because of the way that decomposition process speeds up as soon as it's removed. even within a day, large changes will take place, and the body can look completely different.

later in that research paper, the author talks about the position that drowned bodies are usually found in. "If the individual has drowned, typically the body will initially submerge and assume what has been called the ��drowning position.” This is where the anterior aspect of the individual faces the bottom of the body of the water and the extremities and head hang downward toward the bottom while the individual's back is toward the surface". this phenomenon is notable here because it leaves visible marks- mud across the body where it scraped against the bottom, especially in shallow waters (which, quarries are often known for having uneven depths. it's likely that there would be a lot of shallow areas). additionally, the skin will have bruises and cuts, especially on hands, knees, foreheads, and feet, again from scraping against the water. we see not a single abrasion on will's body, the skin is completely smooth.

even underwater, the human body swells with the post-mortem production of gasses, which is often what brings drowned bodies to the surface to be found. the skin can look misshappen as the body swells heavily- and will was exactly the same size as he really is! no swelling!

alright, and you know how when you're in the shower too long, and your fingertips get all wrinkly and weird? yeah, that happens to dead bodies too, to an even more extreme effect because of the prolonged exposure to water. at a certain point, the skin will even begin to slough off, creating a peeling effect (though, i'm not sure how long that takes to occur. couldn't find a reference for that, so i'm not sure of it's relevance.) you'll see this wrinkling of the fingers and hands even after they've been removed from the body of water for an extended period of time- and guess who has smooth hands?

and, last but certainly not least, predators. as awful as it is, animals need to eat, and a dead body is an easy lunch. insects, birds, and marine animals will ALL feed on a dead body, leading to further cuts and abrasions to the skin. this is a very easy thing to spot, and it WILL happen- it takes no amount of time for it to begin. if anything, it'll happen sooner to the actual date of death than further along in the decomposition process. but will's skin is pristine! there's no bite marks, no insect bites, no chunks missing- it's goddamn perfectly intact.

we see will's "body" in the morgue twice- once when joyce and jonathan have to identify it, and once when hopper cuts it open, and it shows no sign of having been submerged for any period of time. instead, it looks like any old corpse that died above land. in my opinion, based off of my research, this body was not intended to imply a death by drowning.

we know that the lab paid off the people at the morgue + the state police, and that they did their best to prevent the hawkins police from accessing the body, but no matter what, the question remains: if the coverup plan was that will fell into the quarry and either died on impact or drowned, then WHY THE HELL DOES IT LOOK LIKE THAT, because it implies the body wasn't intended to be used for that purpose- so how were they originally planning on using it.

anyways i promise i'm sane please don't put me on a list

[bountycancelled]

LIAR! I 3. I'll burn the body.

yn waited for what felt like decades for beomgyu to show up at the gym so they could discuss his "declaration of love" earlier in the cafeteria. while waiting, she found herself looking back on past interactions with beomgyu and wondered how the fuck he would think that she was willing to be caught up in his drama.

her face scrunched up in anger and confusion as a question rang in her head.

'why was no one questioning the validity of his statement?!'

it seemed like as soon as those words left his mouth, everyone, including the people closest to her, just accepted it as some sort of statement of fact and it irked her.

choi beomgyu's only notable feature, besides his long pretty hair and sharp jawline was his tendency to bend the truth so far that it broke but the second he stated that they were dating, he was all of a sudden a trustworthy source?

she snapped out of her daze as the doors flew open and beomgyu dropped in, as taehyun literally dropped him on the floor of the gym.

"thank you taehyun!" yn exclaimed as it was obvious that he had to use all of his strength to drag the man of the hour to meet with her. he flashed an okay sign as he walked away, closing the gym doors behind him.

her gaze shifted from the now closed doors to a very sheepish beomgyu still sat on the floor, rubbing the back of his neck with nervous smile on his face.

her tongue poked the inside of her cheek in annoyance as she stomped towards him as fast as her legs could take her, towering over him both metaphorically and physically. "choi beomgyu, what the fuck is wrong with you?!"

her question, more rhetorical than anything, echoed in the room and left beomgyu stumped. how was he supposed to explain himself, or stop her from exposing him. and just yn opened her mouth, probably to curse him and his extended family, he spoke up.

"do you remember the day you spilled water on one of the computers in the lab?" he raised an eyebrow quizzicly.

"i do but what does that have to do wit-" beomgyu stood up and put a finger on her mouth, silencing her in a very primary school teacher way and earning a death glare from her.

"I lied and took the blame for you and then I had to save up to pay for the damage." beomgyu said pointedly.

"thats true but that doesn't mea-" He cut her off again, her lips pressing into a thin line. 'I guess I just won't speak anymore.' She thought to herself.

"or the time I lied to help you get out of a date with junghoon, or the time I got you out of the window incident or the time i-" now it was his turn to be cut off by her.

"okay, okay I see your point, your lies have helped me out a lot but what does this have to do with anything?!"

"what im trying to say is that my lies have saved your ass multiple times throughout our years of being sort of friends and all I'm asking is that you pretend to be girlfriend until October because chaeyoung will be gone by then as a way to repay for all the trouble I've went through for you?" beomgyu said all in one breath, moving his hands animatedly and his mouth ran faster than he had ever in pe class.

it was unreasonable. what he was asking for, completely outlandish and almost unbelievable but it was beomgyu so that made a request of this sort a bit of a given. she had never asked him to lie for her all those times plus she didn't want to deal with chaeyoung's already devilish attitude towards her increasing by tenfold.

buuuuuuuuut....looking back on her highschool career, he had been very helpful even though they weren't that close of friends. plus having a "boyfriend" would mean a break from the constant harassment she faced from guys who only backed off when a girl is claimed by another man.

and if she had to have a pretend boyfriend for a certain time, choi ebomgyu wouldn't be the worst choice ever...

'ah fuck it' She thought to herself as she held up her pinky finger.

"deal. but I expect you to be the best godamn boyfriend since the word was invented, alright? I'm talking flowers, moonlit strolls on the beach, the whole shebang."

beomgyu brightened at the thought of being able to do all those things with her but quickly concealed his excitement with his typical side smirk and connected his pinky with hers.

"deal." He said simply. "I need your number though so I can notify you whenever I wanna take you out on a moonlit stroll." he said, hoping that he put just enough sarcasm in his voice to not give away his eagerness.

"fine choi, but if you ever randomly text me at 3 in the morning don't expect me to answer then, or care in the morning when I see it." she stated, chuckling lightly as she typed it into his phone and walked out of the gym.

when he was sure she was out of range, he ran around the gym and jumped up with his fist in the air as a smile spread across his face.

'maybe I should lie more often.'

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a/n: sorry for the wait, I've been a bit stumped and not exactly sure where I want this to go but I hope you guys enjoy this nonetheless. sorry for any mistakes but I'm too lazy to edit right now.

[shegxox]

moments with you series

taking a break from requirements with kenma

kenma x f!reader , pre-med student! reader, scenario, fluff, comfort

cw: some swearing cause c'mon, reader is a pre-med student for heaven's sake. not proofread lol, wrote this on a whim I'm procrastinating

wc: 1, 635

a/n: as a pre-med student myself, I desperately need this. kenma irl where r u *bawling, screaming, banging head on wall* also got this inspiration when I was doing my own schoolwork and I found this godly asmr ambiance video thingy for kenma, kurapixiv is the name of the channel listen to it yourself here , you can listen to it while reading for a more...realistic visualization *cries*

YOUR eyes are burning, your back is aching, and your shoulders desperately need a drill as a masseuse. You've been hunched over your desk for the past three hours working non-stop for your school requirements, answering laboratory reports, lecture assignments, and now, lab exercises. All that for a single subject in your college course: Anatomy and Physiology.

For your laboratory exercise, you are tasked to find a picture of a specimen under a microscope, draw it as realistic as possible, then label the parts.

Let's get this one thing clear. At the start of the semester, you were no artist. You sucked at drawing. Whether it was traditionally or digitally, you never had the practice to draw. But now, in your stupid course, you were forced to learn and practice art.

"This damn course," You mutter to yourself angrily. Trying your best to imitate the histology picture you were using as a reference. "If I knew that I had to do shit like this, I would've just become a fucking art student."

Were you regretting choosing a pre-med course right this moment? Yes. Do you wish to throw your work out the window and burn it? Yes. But do you still want to pass this stupid subject? Yes...

You decided to go through this course, and now you must endure.

You were so immersed in your work that you hadn't noticed your boyfriend enter the room that you both shared.

"Hey, babe." Kenma calls out softly, making you glance up. Your weariness faltered just the tiniest bit at the sight of your beautiful boyfriend.

His hair was thrown in a sloppy bun, wearing his own oversized jacket merch and a pair of shorts. Even with an attire as simple as that, he still makes your heart flutter like a highschool school girl in love.

"Oh hey," You answer in acknowledgment before placing your focus back on your drawing. "Done streaming?"

"Yup." You hear him sigh. "And I got you something."

Kenma pushed aside the books scattered on your desk and placed a mug.

Your nose caught a familiar scent that made you finally pause with what you were doing.

"Hot chocolate?"

"Yeah," Kenma gave you a warm smile. "It's raining outside. I figured you'd want some."

"Raining?" You whipped your head to the side where the window was located, and clear enough, droplets of rain were pattering heavily against the glass. "Ah, I didn't notice..."

Guess you really are that busy to notice something that should've been so obvious.

"How's your drawing?" Kenma asked, peeking at the screen of your iPad where you have been drawing your work.

"Ah, that looks good." Your boyfriend complimented. "It looks so close to your reference."

Your eyebrows furrowed as you let out a tired breath, looking at Kenma desperately. "Is it really?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure? Or are you just saying that just to-"

Kenma cuts you off with a swift peck on your lips, instantly making your heart pound.

"Yes," Kenma affirmed, patting your head. "You're doing great, bub."

Blood rushed through your cheeks. Kenma looked so proud when he said that. Are you really doing a great job?

"Th-Thank you..." You murmured before shyly turning your eyes down to your work. "And thank you for the hot chocolate, too."

"No problem. Just call me if you need anything, okay?" He gave you a kiss on the side of your head. "I'll be here in bed."

"Okay..."

With that, Kenma walked towards the bed located behind you and laid himself comfortably. Grabbing the Nintendo Switch left on the nightstand.

You couldn't help but smile to yourself. Thank God for online classes.

If classes were face to face, then you wouldn't be able to get this kind of treatment, and if it were face to face, you wouldn't be able to see Kenma. He's probably the reason why you try to push yourself to do your best in your subjects. Whether you fail a quiz or miraculously pass a score, Kenma will always be there to support you, cheer for you, and of course, love you. Sure, he could still do that when universities open for class again but, nothing beats going for a straight hug to Kenma whenever stress was starting to rile you up.

A pre-medical course is clearly not just a simple walk in the park. It's a bloody battlefield out there. A literal new form of hell.

But with Kenma whose always got your back whenever you seem to fall, you feel like you could get through hell just fine.

As you work on your drawings, the sound of Kenma playing Animal Crossing can be faintly heard from the background. Accompanied by the gentle sound of rain outside, the gameplay noises, and the familiar sound of a character walking around gave off such a peaceful and comfortable vibe.

When the room got colder, Kenma graciously threw a hoodie for you from behind— which almost hit the mug that was dangerously close to your iPad and gave you a mini heart attack. You spin your chair to face him with wide eyes only to see him already mirroring your surprised expression.

"Oopsies." Kenma chuckled sheepishly.

"You little prick." You tried to sound mad, but the stretching smile on your lips contrasted your tone. "If that mug fell on my iPad..."

"Then you should've caught it properly then." Kenma remarked smugly.

"Excuse me?" You raised an eyebrow towards him.

"Hey, I was a former setter. This is all on you." He accused with a sly little smirk that he tries to hide behind his Switch.

'Damn, he has a point.' You couldn't help but laugh, defeated.

"Heh, Touché, kitty." Swinging your chair around, you went back to work.

"Love you," Kenma says aloud, and to which you cheesily uttered reply,

"Three Thousand."

After ten minutes, Kenma caught you stretching your arms and back accompanied with a tired yawn.

"You done, bub?" Kenma asked.

"Almost, just one more picture."

Kenma glanced over his Switch and to your weary form in front of him. Your back must be aching like hell right now.

"When's the submission of that?" He casually asked.

"Uhm, a day after tomorrow, I think?" You glanced at the wall of sticky notes in front of you and confirmed. "Yeah, a day after tomorrow."

Kenma hummed, "So does that mean you could still do it tomorrow?"

"Yeah, but." You sighed wearily, "I wanna have a free schedule tomorrow so we can have more time together, y'know?"

Kenma would be lying if he said that his heart didn't flutter at your words, but you're tired and needed a break. Your health should always come first.

"Alright." Kenma paused his game and placed the Switch on the bed. He got up and approached you, his hands finding their way to your stiff shoulders before kneading them.

"Oh, God." You groaned in bliss. "That feels good."

"Do the last one tomorrow." Kenma suggested. "Come join me in bed and take a rest."

"But I only have one more left." You reasoned, "I can finish this. Just give me thirty minutes or...something." God, his hands are making magic to your shoulders. It's very tempting to do as he says, considering how worn out you already are.

"Exactly, it's just one. One couldn't possibly take all your time tomorrow, right?" Kenma said, dipping down to place a kiss on top of your head. "And you're tired, bub. I know you want to sleep, especially when the weather is like this, so come to bed with me?"

You know what? He's right. It wouldn't hurt to do just one task tomorrow, and you honestly have more time. It's nice that you want to finish everything today so you wouldn't worry about tomorrow but, it's not healthy to overwork yourself. Knowing Kenma, he always tells you to put your health first, just like what you'd always tell him whenever he works.

"Okay, I'll rest." You gave in. Standing up from your chair and turning to face your beloved boyfriend with a tired smile.

Kenma returned a small smile, "Thank you." He says gently before leaning in to give you a sweet kiss on your lips.

"Now, let's get to bed."

"Mhm."

Now sitting upright on the bed with your backs leaned against the headboard, you lay your head on Kenma's shoulder as you watch him play on his Switch, the soft music coming from the game and the brightness of the screen was lulling you to sleep. Kenma was careful not to move his arm so much, mindful of your head.

As he continues to play, he would unconsciously press kisses on your head every now and then, pleased and happy with your mere presence sitting right next to him. And when he thought that you'd fallen to sleep, he carefully moved you to a more comfortable position.

"Kenma?" You suddenly murmured just when he was about to pull a blanket over both of you. He winced at your groggy voice, "Sorry, I woke you up."

"It's fine..." You answered sleepily. "Thank you...I love you so much."

Kenma's heart clenched at your words. He brushed away the stray hairs covering your face gently, tucking them behind your ear.

With a fond smile on his lips, he happily answers,

"I love you so much as well."

Quickly finding your way back to sleep, Kenma proceeds to pull the blanket over the two of you. He leaned back to the headboard to continue playing his game, but not before taking a lingering look at your peaceful sleeping face. His eyes darting to every detail and feature.

How could you make his heart skip a beat without even doing anything?

His hand then carefully reached for your head, stroking your hair gently with his thumb.

He can't help himself from smiling.

"Sleep well, bub."

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I don't have all of those emojis on my phone, so... all of them. Whoever you want lmao

Y'know what, I'mma give my boy Salvatore Moreau some love. Cause I don't talk about him a lot but he's one of my top 5 characters.

🏳️‍🌈lgbt+ headcanon

Straight cis man, but definitely asexual. Very supportive of his siblings/nieces in general.

💌fluffy headcanon

Moreau loves all of his family members, and tries really hard to find stuff to give them as gifts. Unfortunately, Daniela is really the only one who will keep anything he gives.

💔angsty headcanon

Miranda hates Moreau specifically because he was such a massive failure of an experiment. He tries so hard to do right and impress her, he literally created the Lycans as a way to get praise, but everytime she looks at him she’s reminded that he’s probably the worst thing to come out of her lab and she cannot physically bring herself to recognize his accomplishments

As hard as he might try, and as much as he might love and adore his “mother”, he’s never going to impress her or earn that praise that Heisenberg or Alcina get. Whether he knows that or not isn’t stopping him from trying, though. 

🧸 hurt/comfort headcanon

He’s painfully lonely. Like, to a point any kind of physical touch would probably put him to tears. But his movies make him feel a little less alone. It’s the main reason he likes RomComs.  He enjoys the feel-goodness of a movie. It makes him feel less alone.

Even if he is just sitting in some dreary room by himself with a wheel of cheese(?). He’s content.

🪀silly headcanon

Boy talks to fish. I don’t think they ever talk back to him (because they can’t) but he makes up conversations with them and other wildlife in the reservoir. (He then sometimes eats them but we won’t talk about that)

💤sleep headcanon

I’m pretty sure it was an anon that mentioned this a while ago, but when Moreau snores he croaks like a frog. Which is adorable, but incredibly annoying for anyone who has to sleep next to/around him.

✨a ship i like with this character

Do… Do people actually ship Moreau with anyone? I don’t think I know any ships with him tbh.

🔪a ship i Don't like with this character

I mean… the pseudo incest ships, if he’s even part of those.

🎃something i think they're afraid of

Dolls. Like, Moreau loves Donna as his baby sister and everything, but can’t stand her dolls. He’s mildly okay with Angie (Even though she yells at him all the time), but that's mostly because he literally has to tolerate her if he wants to speak with Donna.

📦overall feelings about them

I love Moreau a lot and I want to be his friend so badly. Like I would suffer through romcoms for this man. I don't know why. He just seems kinda sad and lonely.

📢favorite thing about them in canon

I love his mutated design. I know he’s a gross fish monster, and his thing is just Alcina’s dragon with extra back eyeballs, but goddamn it’s a great design for him imo. Though I don’t get the random tentacles.

🧨least favorite thing about them in canon

I don’t think there’s anything I really dislike about him, honestly. Except the random vomiting on everything I guess. And his lack of screen time.

💬favorite line they've said

"I'll make you proud, Mother. Watch me!" (Or literally any line that highlights his mommy issues. Which is most of them)

🔔unpopular opinion

The Moreau fight felt very unnecessary and Ethan’s an asshole for causing it. If it was a case of “He cut you off after you tried sneaking away with the flask” I might feel a little different, but Ethan literally grabbed the flask and WAITED to taunt Moreau. Just take the flask and go, my dude, what the fuck are you doing taunting this poor guy? Like I get they took his daughter and Capcom needed all the Lord’s dead for reasons but like… come on. (Donna’s death is also in this boat.)

🔊a song that reminds me of them

Fish In a Birdcage (by Fish in a Birdcage) feels like a very Moreau song.

📝misc thoughts/headcanons (you can specify something not on this list or i can say whatever comes to mind first!)

Moreau deserves more love, honestly. I understand he isn’t an attractive dude or has as much character development as Heisenberg, but he seems like he’d be a nice guy to hang out with. And Ethan just kinda bullies him which doesn’t feel fair.

[ectonurites]

so is n52 kon also the same charcater or???? im confused

SO. This is a fascinating and I guess somewhat debated one?

Because Kon's page on the DC wiki disagrees with me on this except like get fucked because the official most recently printed guidebook agrees with me. One day when I have the energy I'll go through the effort of fixing the wiki page or something because it bugs the shit out of me.

His DC wiki page treats them as the same person just having been altered by continuity, it says:

"Following a universe-changing event, Superboy's existence experienced a major altering.[note] No longer the clone of Jon Lane Kent, he instead became the clone of Superman and Lex Luthor created by The Agenda, a trait he variously seemed unaware of.[51][52]"

And like... that's wrong! Literally all of it. To go in reverse order because disputing the first thing is the longest: He knew in YJ 2019 he was Lex and Clark's clone like without anyone else saying it to him first, The Agenda made a clone of him (Match) but were not the people who created him (that was Cadmus), and his existence was specifically not altered by any universe-changing events.

Kon literally missed both Flashpoint and Rebirth, so the New 52 version that existed is a separate person. Current/Original Kon was on Gemworld while New 52 Kon was doing his thing.

To pull quotes directly from his guidebook page:

"Being on Gemworld, he'd missed several continuity altering events, including Flashpoint and Rebirth. The world had changed, but Superboy still remained the same."

and IRT to New 52 Superboy in the 'On the Record' section typically used for talking about alternate versions (for example on Tim's page this section is used to talk specifically about pre-Flashpoint):

"While the Kon-El version of Superboy was created following the "Death of Superman" saga, the character was altered when introduced into the post-Flashpoint era. A reality has been since altered due to the Rebirth event, this Kon-El was a founding member of the Teen Titans." and "The Superboy who helped found the Titans in the New 52 was more stoic than the original incarnation of Kon-El."

They specifically have this in a separate section from current Kon's history. They specifically say that the post-Flashpoint version (which is basically the more official way of saying New 52 version) of the character was a founding member of the New 52 era's Teen Titans, something that current Kon was not present for because he literally wasn't on the main earth when Flashpoint and the post-Flashpoint era happened.

So yeah, New 52 Kon and current Kon are separate according to official material.

Anyways I've put the (kinda blurry because my hands were shaky trying to hold the book up in barnes and noble AND take a picture LMAO) picture I have of his character page from The DC Comics Encyclopedia New Edition (2021) under the cut for reference, with all the text typed out!

[bits that are in brackets and small type like this are my notes, to differentiate from the actual content on the page]

Superboy (Kon El)

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Debut: The Adventures of Superman (Vol. 1) #500 (June 1993) Real Name: Kon El, Conner Kent (adoptive name) Base: Mobile Height: 5ft 7in Weight: 145 lbs. Eyes: Blue Hair: Black Powers/Abilities: Limited tactile telekinesis that imitates super strength, durability, speed, stamina, and flight, augmented senses and enhanced vision abilities deriving [this might be a different word starting with d ending in g, its very blurry] from partial Kryptonian genetic structure under a yellow sun. Allies: Superman, Red Robin, Wonder Girl, Impulse Enemies: S.T.A.R. Labs Affiliations: Young Justice

[this bit is... definitely about Jon not Kon] WORLD'S FINEST Superboy's eternal optimism seemed to constantly clash with Robin's pessimism. That sort of thing is bound to happen when one was raised by the world's greatest hero and the other was raised by Talia al Ghul and her League of Assassins. Despite their differences, the two became close friends.

[this bit is seemingly about Clark more than Kon I think?] LEGION FOUND Superboy was a perfect fit for the new Legion of Super-Heroes. In the 31st century he was able to see his hopes for a better world actually come to fruition.

[THIS is about Kon tho] Some heroes are made, not born. A combination of Superman and Lex Luthor's DNA, Superboy was an outsider from his inception. Raised in a lab, and aged to maturity in the public spotlight, Superboy went from a young teenager with an attitude to a more mature veteran of the Super Hero team Young Justice.

When Superman died saving Metropolis from the menace of the alien beast known as Doomsday, four faux Supermen emerged, each claiming to be the original. One of those four was Superboy, a teenage clone of Superman created in a lab by the secretive organization known as Cadmus. Kon-El, as Superboy would later be called, was in reality half human and half Kyrptonian, made from both Superman's DNA and that of the Man of Steel's arch enemy, Lex Luthor. Rebellious and a true teenager at heart, Superboy soon developed his own identity and forged his way in the world.

Kon-El's adventures soon brought him in contact with the then Robin (Tim Drake) and the super-speedster Impulse. Together they formed the hero team Young Justice, and then years later, graduated to become Teen Titans. Superboy developed a romance with Wonder Girl (Cassandra Sandsmark), and even adopted the name Conner Kent, living for a time with Superman's Earth parents in Smallville, Kansas.

When investigating shady dealing at the hi-tech facility S.T.A.R. Labs, Superboy was transported to the dimension known as Gemworld. There he built a life for himself, albeit reluctantly. Finally, when his old teammates rescued him and brought him to Earth-0, Superboy was surprised to see that so much had changed. Being on Gemworld, he'd missed several continuity altering events, including Flashpoint and Rebirth. The world had changed, but Superboy still remained the same. And somehow, when he made contact with his loved ones, they remembered not just him, but the world he was from.

Truly alien in a brave new world, Superboy nonetheless continues his battle against the forces of evil, his load lightened by his old teammates and friends in the newest incarnation of the Young Justice team.

[this section on character pages is where they talk about alternate versions of a character] ON THE RECORD As first conceived, Superboy was a light-hearted look at "the adventures of Superman when he was a boy." Wearing his Superman costume and fighting crime as a teenager in Smallville, young Clark Kent was drafted into the Legion of Super-Heroes, a team of crime fighters one thousand years into the future. While the Kon-El version of Superboy was created following the "Death of Superman" saga, the character was altered when introduced into the post-Flashpoint era. A reality has been since altered due to the Rebirth event, this Kon-El was a founding member of the Teen Titans. TITANS TOGETHER The Superboy who helped found the Titans in the New 52 was more stoic than the original incarnation of Kon-El.

[this following text overlaps his image on the page] DARK DESTINY Equal parts Superman and Lex Luthor, Superboy is nagged by inner doubts wondering if his dark side will ever take over.

CLASSIC STORIES The Adventures of Superman (Vol. 1) #501 (June 1993) Superboy bursts into Metropolis in Superman's absence, claiming to be the real Man of Steel and not taking kindly to anyone who calls him a "boy". Superboy (Vol. 3) #1 (Feb. 1994) Superboy sets up shop in Hawaii, pursuing the ideal life of a Superpowered teenager. Final Crisis: Legion of Three Worlds #1-5 (Oct. 2008-Sep. 2009) Kon-El returns from the dead for a rematch with his killer, Superboy-Prime.

[iclaimedtobethebetterbard]

Ok, so I absolutely love the concept of Remus working for Logan! I'd love to know more about what their work relationship is like, and what kind of antics Remus gets up to in the lab? Does he often do mischievous things out of boredom or anything? Also, how often does Janus visit Remus at work? And what is Janus' friendship with Logan like?

storm ilysm /p thank you vv much for enabling me yet again

[ask me questions abt the backstories/lore for my if you're going my way, i'll go with you fic]

rambling about all the answers to ur questions under the cut:

1) logan and remus’s work relationship: it is very very good!!!! they both have developed a lot of trust in each other and have a very strong bond. logan feels very protective of remus bc:

a) he is familiar by now with remus’s work habits; remus has adhd that he has a very hard time managing, and is extremely prone to hyperfixating on tasks he is given, and then often forgets to stop and do basic life maintenance things like feed himself/sleep/etc. like, remus has even forgotten to go home at the end of the work day before—he told logan he was going to stay and finish the thing he was working on, and then just kept going without thinking about it until he dozed off at his workspace at about 4am, then woke up like maybe 3 hours later and then kept going with what he was working on until logan arrived. logan was obviously horrified and sent remus home with the day off to sleep and recover, and nothing that drastic has happened since then.

b) because of how much remus trusts logan, he has shared some stuff about his past with him, which more or less had the emotional impact of making logan go “um. that’s horrifying. what the fuck. anyway this is My Kid Now i guess” and also s t r o n g l y recommending that remus go to therapy, and connecting him with emile for that purpose (whose therapist specialization is treating supers, but who was happy to take on a client referred to him by logan) (we are going to see this in the fic too, it just hasn’t come up yet).

remus, meanwhile, looks up to logan as a mentor figure and thinks the world of him!!!!! he would honestly do just about anything for logan. his quality of life has greatly increased because of logan’s impact on him, seeing the faith that logan puts in him really motivated him to try and improve himself as much as he can in as many areas as he can. he really really wants to make logan proud of him. he also thinks logan’s very dry deadpan type of humor is absolutely hilarious. and he absolutely adores working with him. he loves having someone to look up to who he can trust (and logan has more than proved his trustworthiness to remus). just. ugh. they respect each other so much and they work really well together and their relationship is so good and functional and!!!! i love them. im excited for a plot development that is happening soon (starting in the next chapter) that will have a v nice positive effect on their relationship too.

1a) lab mischief: see. see logan is very particular about his Branding as a Very Professional Superhero who is a Good Leader and who is Calm and Collected At All Times. all of which is very true obviously. however. he can still be chaotic lol. he actually fucking loves all the stuff remus gets up to and absolutely encourages him in it (and sometimes participates) (which is remus’s favorite). he also likes having remus as a second pair of eyes when he is brainstorming/testing things, bc remus is like. not nearly as capable as logan, due to less life experience and not having powers etc, but he still provides a fresh perspective that logan can bounce ideas off of, which logan finds really helpful.

where remus really shines, though, is just like. being given old projects that logan abandoned halfway through for one reason or another, and being told to see what he can do with them. hijinks ensue, and about half the time something he does will give logan an idea for something new he can do with the project. remus also is great for testing how a non-supergenius will react to different things logan invents, which logan is usually good at predicting but not always so it is very useful to be able to test it out and confirm.

remus does not actually get up to mischief out of boredom very often, because logan is good at keeping him busy + interested, and remus really likes the work he’s doing anyway. however, he does like to just. experiment. with random supplies from the lab. whenever he has some spare time. this can take a ton of different forms, from chemistry to engineering to physics and more. he usually remembers to double check that it’s okay to use the supplies he wants first, but he’s got enough of an understanding of logan’s system to be able to guess pretty well which things he’s better off not using.

2) janus visiting remus at work: dskjfhdj she actually does this. frequently. much to logan’s half-joking despair. logan’s lab is the one place in the heroes’ headquarters that janus feels really comfortable in (bc that’s where both of her favorite people are), and because of how close they are with logan, it is easy for her to forget/ignore that work boundaries should be different than friendship ones. also janus has a bad habit of ignoring rules he dislikes anyway. so sometimes he just. shows up to chat with logan and flirt with remus. kind of whenever they have some time to kill. (if whatever logan and remus are working on at that time is really important and/or time sensitive, janus does respect logan telling her it is Not A Good Time, but for the most part she just shows up and vibes and is obnoxious in a fun way and sometimes kisses remus.) logan eventually decided to work with this and was like “okay you can keep doing this as long as 1) it does not interfere with any of the three of us actually getting all our work done every day 2) you have to do field testing for any new invention i ask you to” and janus like was very dramatic about that but also was like “yeah that’s fair” lol.

3) janus and logan’s friendship: CRIES SO HARD. I LOVE THEM. they are very close with each other!! their relationship originally was very mentor/mentee structured, because janus was a teenager when they began working together and was logan’s apprentice. logan provided a lot of support for them during this period, more so than would typically be expected from a super to their apprentice, because of patton and the strain that janus’s relationship with their parents was undergoing.

however, as janus went through college, and began to transition from an apprentice to a fully-fledged superhero, his life began to settle down and he began being able to support himself and not need to rely on his parents, and because of all that a lot of the stress they were under all the time began to go away for them, and they matured A Lot. the removal of so many of the big stressors in their life allowed them to just kind of. calm down and chill out and not feel a need to act out or anything anymore. this kind of drastic shift in her personality and temperament definitely helped both her and logan to transition away from a mentor/mentee relationship to a friendship based in a more equal distribution of power, bc so many things were changing anyway, so changing the structure of their relationship felt much more natural. now janus and logan hang out lots outside of work bc they care abt each other so much and enjoy hanging out together!!!!

janus kind of has the “nobody except me is allowed to be mean to you” sibling-type attitude towards logan, they snark at him a lot but if anyone else so much as looks at logan wrong they are in for a Bad Time. and janus does Not forgive Or forget lol.

logan also is the one who introduced janus to the trans community and he helped him figure out the words that felt best to describe herself and what pronouns they like <333 im pretty sure janus is the Only super (other than virgil but that’s different) who logan is out to as trans.

janus often runs errands for logan and does things like grocery shopping etc for him, especially when he knows logan’s working on a new invention that he’s excited about, so that logan can focus on his projects. they also use their shapeshifting for him a lot, from things like showing up in his place to meetings he doesn’t want to go to, to helping him prevent any scares about people discovering his identity by making it look like his alter ego and his super identity are doing different things at the same time, to disguising herself as random minions and spying on different villains to help logan get intel that makes the heroes more effective at protecting the city, to covering for heroes who are injured or sick or whatever so that logan doesn’t have to pick up that slack as the leader of the heroes’ guild.

logan has also invented Multiple very impressive breakthrough inventions specifically for janus, including a saliva test that can detect superpowers before they manifest in a child (hahaha there is a very owie angsty flashback scene that will eventually be in the fic, about Why janus wanted him to invent this and what went down after he did), and also the shapeshifting technology that is what makes their supersuit function for them with their abilities and allows them to fully disguise themself in any situation. while logan makes a lot of his inventions available to the general super community in one way or another, these two particular ones he keeps private because he feels they have higher potential for misuse than many of his inventions; nobody even knows about the saliva test one’s existnece. however, he is willing to make shapeshifting supersuits for any shapeshifter who would like one. he just won’t make the technique available to be replicated.

janus is also willing to listen to logan ramble about pretty much anything at pretty much any time. which isv nice for logan bc he really likes to talk, it helps him organize his thoughts. does janus always understand what logan is talking about? no. is he very supportive and full of commentary designed to make logan laugh anyway? absolutely.

logan also often babysits patton which is always just. so fucking cute i have no words. (he absolutely has on multiple occasions encouraged patton’s frog-power-based instinct to eat bugs, For Science.)

basically!!!! they are besties!!!!!! and they love each other sm!!!!! they are a lil found family <333

[moonlight-cp]

Proxy in Command (Creepypasta x Reader) Chapter 32

Series Masterlist

I was sitting down on a steel chair in a cold dark room. The pitch atmosphere made me struggle to take a look at my surroundings. I felt drowsy but I still felt my body being sore. When I wanted to open my mouth to breathe, I realized I had a gag around my mouth. I tried to move my arms but was unable to as my arms and legs were restrained into the mental chair.

The door in front of me had finally opened. I heard a light switch sound before the whole room was filled with light. I closed my eyes as I hissed.

"It's a pleasure having you join us Y/N." I heard a voice announce along with footsteps echoing throughout the room.

I finally opened my eyes and was able to take my surroundings. I was in a  lab with huge screens on my sides. A man wearing a lab coat and two soldiers behind him were in front of me.

I looked down and saw that I had cuts, blood, and bruises. What the hell had happened to me.

I tried to focus on the man's facial features but it was a blur. All I could see was his smug smile.

"It's been months and your friends have yet to save you. Seeing as you won't cooperate in giving us the secret of immortality nor Slenderman's location, I'll have to force you to lead us to them and kill them."

I violently tried to break free from the restraints but to no avail

"Brainwash her," he chuckled as he took a back step.

Two men with lab coats had entered the room and started typing on the computers. I still struggled to break free. 

"Take her gag off, I want to hear her screams."

One of the men stopped typing to get up and take the white gag off my mouth before continuing to type.

"I'm going to fucking kill you once I break free!" I screamed.

"Darling, the only people you will be killing are Slenderman and his slaves. You won't lay a finger on me. On the contrary, you'll protect me."

I felt pieces of metal wrap around my head, forcing me to look up. I felt excruciating pain in my body before everything went black.

I heard the sounds of flames before my senses came back. The pastas including Slenderman laid on the bloody floor in the mansion with flames surrounding them which slowly destroyed the mansion.

I felt empty. Even though I spent a few months with them, I no longer bothered to protect them. All I cared was to follow that man's orders.  

I closed the door before walking down on the porch but only to be greeted by a bunch of cars and the same man outside.

"Good work soldier. I think we're going to have you around for a long time."

I snapped my eyes open before I sat up and scanned my surroundings.

"What happened?" Zen asked with his eyebrows furrowed.

I stared at him for a few seconds as I felt relieved that I was in the forest and it was only a nightmare.

"Nothing," I said, still trying to catch my breath.

The nightmares still haunted me even if I took a small nap. There was no escape from them.

"That was barely ten minutes, are you sure you're alright?"

I nodded my head. "I'm fine," I insisted as I rubbed my eyes.

He studied me for a few seconds before looking away, letting out a huge sigh.

"How are things at the mansion?"

I bit my lip before answering, "Terrible. As you know today is our rest day but the pastas are celebrating it by having a pool party and drinking."

"And why are you against that?"

I gulped before answering, "Zalgo could attack us at any given moment. I think it's foolish to take this day for granted.

"Are you sure that's the only reason? I do detect jealousy in your voice."

I looked away knowing that it was true. I was frustrated that Slenderman wouldn't allow me to have fun in the past even though I trained for full months.

"Well yeah, but it's mostly the first reason. You have no idea how badly I want to kill Zalgo."

He shrugged. "I guess I can if you believe your rest day shouldn't be used for fun."

"Ben asked if I was going to join them so Slenderman made it clear I was going to be sober to take care of the pastas with him."

"So the old man doesn't want you to have fun. That's so stupid. What about the Slenderbrothers?"

I folded my hands in between my legs. "Splendor and Trender will take Sally with them to a cabin." I then groaned. "I'm not looking forward to babysitting tonight."

He let out a small chuckle. "I used to babysit you all the time including one time when everyone even Slenderman was drunk." 

He tried to hide his sadness but I noticed it. 

"Y/N, there's something I want to ask you but I'm afraid how you'll react."

I knitted my eyebrows together as I held his hands and made my body face him.

"Zen, you're probably the only guy I can tolerate and you're the only one who I consider family. I promise nothing is going to change that." I assured him.

He had been the only one who was honest and gave me the answers that I sought. He had saved me multiple times so without a doubt I trust him.

He took a deep breath before he moved his gaze into my eyes.

"You know how I sometimes worry about you being in the mansion considering the fact how Slenderman treats you, right?"

I nodded my head, confused about where the conversation was going to lead to.

He gazed at the ground as he continued. "I had this thought for quite a while but before you answer, I want you to consider my feelings." He paused before moving his gaze back at me.

"What if we both leave? We can go somewhere far where Slenderman and Zalgo can't find us. We could both be free!"

My eyes widen at his response. It caught me off guard.

"Zen," I whispered. "I can't do that."

"You can't or you don't want to? You know you could be honest with me."

"It's not that Zen. It's just that," I paused. "I'm marked so Slenderman will feel my presence and he had mentioned that Sally would replace me if something were to happen to me. I don't want her to go through the same experience that I did and I need to kill Zalgo."

"Then we can take Sally too but as for Zalgo's death," he hesitated. "Is your need to kill him that strong? Is it more worth it than your freedom?"

I looked at him in disbelief.

"There are things you don't know about me Zen. I need you to understand that I have to kill him. I spent ten years thinking about his death and I'm not planning on giving up on my goal just yet."

Zen looked down at the ground before whispering, "I fear you will pay a high price for your goal."

"What are you talking about?"

"You said the battle will be Zalgo versus you guys right? Well, what if things went wrong and you had the option to kill Zalgo or save one of your friends. Which one would you pick?"

"I would kill Zalgo," I answered without a thought.

"How about this, would you kill Zalgo or save me?"

I furrowed my eyebrows as I shook my head. "Don't be ridiculous, you guys are immortal plus you can heal yourself."

"If I'm stabbed in the heart, I won't be able to heal myself Y/N. No immortal will survive after a stab in the heart."

I was quiet for a few seconds before breaking the silence. "That doesn't change a thing, I would still kill Zalgo. If we want to avoid that then don't go into battle with us. Easy."

Zen nodded his head before standing up. "It's getting late, you should probably head back to the mansion."

He hadn't looked at me in the eyes when he said that. I knew he was disappointed at my answers.

"Zen I'm sorry you didn't hear what you wanted to." I apologized.

"Don't worry about it Y/N. I'm the foolish one for believing." He finally looked at me before giving me a fake smile.

Before I had the chance to respond, he had already teleported away.

I sat there in silence as I tried to comprehend what just happened. Fleeing from the mansion was something that I've been wanting to do because I was frustrated but the only thing that kept me from going was Sally and Zalgo. If Zalgo was dead then without a doubt I would have fled with Zen and possibly Sally. Maybe I could escape once I kill Zalgo. I just hope nobody gets hurt as Zen suggested. 

(...)

Bythe time I arrived at the mansion, dinner was around the corner. I had offered to help Slenderman around the table seeing as he was by himself. We didn't speak a word to each other and I wasn't planning on having a conversation with him either. Dinner went by real quick and before I knew it, the pastas were already drunk.

Music was blasting from the living room which gave me a headache. The only positive thing about this was that not everyone was drunk. Painter and E.J both had offered to keep me company and possibly assist me if I needed help in controlling the others. They both had insisted that they didn't want to drink knowing the consequences that they would have to pay the morning after. To say the least, I was glad I had some company. Slenderman was nowhere in sight which made me believe that he was in his office.

E.J, Painter, and I sat in the dining room while the others were partying in the living room next door. Once in a while, we would pop in to check on them but for the most part, we relied on what we heard.

"I was planning on going on a killing spree to get kidneys for my day off but that changed."

"I was also going to collect blood for my paintings."

"You know you can both go," I told them. "I have everything under control."

"And leave you with these idiots? Hell no."

Both Painter and E.J were the quiet ones in the mansion but after I had gotten to know them better, they both talked to me more than the others except for Painter and Puppeteer of course.

"Today was an odd day. I just can't wait for tomorrow and resume our training."

E.J chuckled. "You think we're gonna train? These guys are going to be wasted. They won't be able to function properly in the morning."

I crossed my arms as I leaned back onto my chair.

"You're not into relaxation, are you Y/N?" Painter asked who was sitting next to me.

"No," I answered. "I'm used to training every day plus I can't relax knowing that Zalgo can attack us at any given second."

"You think he'll break the peace treaty?"

I nodded my head. "Zalgo and Slenderman have been enemies for centuries. I doubt Zalgo will let it go."

Offenderman stumbled as he tried to walk towards us with a bottle in his hand.

"Yo, you kids should join us and have fun."

"We're stuck babysitting, don't you remember?" I reminded him.

"It's ironic how you're babysitting these fellas. A few years ago when my brothers and I got drunk, he would babysit you. I miss the kid not going to lie."

I hitched my breath knowing that he was talking about Zen.

"Who are you talking about?" E.J asked.

As if he just realized what he said, he was frozen in shock.

"I'm sure he means Slenderman or he's probably making things up," I assured him. "He tends to say random things when he's drunk."

"Well if you *hiccup* excuse me, I'm going to find myself a pretty lady just so I can fu-"

"Aright we get it!" I interrupted him.

He chuckled before pointing at me. "You should try to get laid one day. It's the best experience you'll ever have."

"Have fun!" I raised my voice as I forced a smile. He then teleported out to my relief.

"I still can't believe you grew up with faceless creatures," Painter muttered.

"EVERYONE!!!!" We heard Jeff scream.

Immediately, E.J, Painter, and I sprinted towards the living room to check what was up. I felt my heart beating fast in case Zalgo had shown up.

"Let's play never have I ever now that the boring people are here!" Jeff announced as he clapped his hands.

I groaned in annoyance. I should have known this was going to happen.

"I'll start!" Liu yelled as he stood on top of the couch with a drink in his hand. "Never have I ever read smutty fanfics about Y/N! I don't know about you guys but I know Jeff does."

"I can't believe he just said that," I muttered as I rubbed my temple with my hand.

Jeff took a shot before pushing Liu onto the ground so that he could take his place.

"If you say something ridiculous Jeff, I promise I'm going to knock you out," I threatened him.

"Don't you guys find it hot when she threatens us guys?" I heard some agreements throughout the room which caused my blood to boil.

"Calm down Y/N, they're drunk. They don't know what they're saying." E.J reminded me.

I kept my glare at Jeff as I tried to calm down.

"Never have I ever got turned on by Y/N."

I tensed before sprinting at him. The pastas knew better to move to the side for me.

"Holy mother of Zalgo, she's coming! Haha, that's what she said."

I pulled him down so my fist could meet his jaw. After the hit, Jeff was knocked out cold.

"The party is over, go to your rooms. We're training again tomorrow." I threw Jeff onto the couch before glaring at the pastas who hadn't moved yet.

"Do I have to repeat myself or do you guys want to go to sleep like Jeffrey here?"

The pastas then mumbled complaints before the music was turned off and they stumbled to their rooms.

Painter helped Puppeteer while I helped Toby go upstairs. E.J had used his teleportation powers to help the others arrive in their rooms.

"Thank you for doing that," Painter thanked me as we were in the hallway, waiting for E.J.

"It was nothing. I was getting annoyed either way."

 E.J then had finished settling Liu to his room before he teleported next to us.

"I'm surprised the mansion is this quiet."

"It's barely ten. You guys can go on your killing spree if you want to. I guess this is my way of saying thank you for accompanying me."

"That's a great idea. Thank you Y/N," Painter thanked me once again before going to his room to get his weapon and mask.

"I'm running out of kidneys so I also needed this. It was impressive how scared they are of you."

I let out a small smile. "Well, they weren't exactly respecting me out there. But anyways I hope you have fun."

E.J silently nodded before he teleported out.

I made my way to my room before slamming the door shut. Once again I was in my room. Now all I could think of when I enter are Zalgo and the nightmares. My room was no longer my comfort zone but it was now a battlefield.

Series Masterlist---Next Chapter -> (Chapter 33)

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So The Son Of Bigfoot is this film from 2017 and it's completely nutty.

The opening scene is this science man getting chased through a forest by a load of helicopters, men with dogs and a pointy-faced dude with very blonde hair. The lot of them have stupid hairstyles. Science Man climbs a cliff, is cornered by the helicopters and then jumps off a waterfall. End scene, cut to title, then the main stuff starts. (I think I'm going to explain the entire film, so anyone who wants to watch it (and I heartily recommend you do so) leave now.)

The main plot is about this kid who gets bullied by three morons with stupid haircuts. Here they are:

(Sunglasses has this silly little goatee thing at the back of his head)

The three morons stick a load of gum in his hair, so his mum has to chop it all off. Next day, it's all grown back, and kid freaks and tries to chop it off himself - which goes badly. He finds his dead dad's old hat in a draw to hide it, goes to school and basically has a weird thing where his hearing suddenly increases and so does his shoe size. The kid's feat literally bust out of his shoes. Kid ends up in the PE hall to escape the noise and surprise! the three bullies turn up, he accidently punches one in the face and so they beat him up, steal his backpack and throw it in a basketball hoop. The lot of them get called to the headmaster's office to be punished (suspension), in which the kid - Adam - meets some blonde girl who flirts with him, gets his bag back and is told to remove the hat, revealing that his hair has grown back completely. Before he has time to contemplate this, the bullies turn up again, chase him home and throw a rock through his window. Rock hits a vent, breaks it and hits something metal, so Adam sticks his arm down and finds a tin full of letters from his dead dad and an address carved on bark. He reads the letters and his mum gets home, he accuses her of keeping his dad's living-ness a secret. Yelling ensues, Adam runs away, y'know - the usual.

Meanwhile, this massive hair company (Hair Co) are trying to make some serum to make hair grow. It's run by the pale dude from before, who never gets named, so I'll refer to him as Asshole. Asshole is showing these three dudes around and nattering, and then they get to this science lab. A short old science man shoots an intern in the ass with a dart thing that causes him to grow an afro. The afro then promptly bursts into flames.

We return to Adam, next to a highway trying to hitchhike in the pouring rain. Truck driver stops and Adam guilts him into taking him to the address on that bit of bark. Turns out it's literally just a post box in a woods next to the road. Adam gets out, truck drives off leaving Adam alone and so he ventures into the unknown. He wanders around for a bit looking for a house or something, yelling "Hello?" into the void. He climbs a small cliff, yells again and hears something behind him. Sees some bushes moving, so he throws a rock at them. The bushes go "ow" so he runs off and right into a bear trap. He falls, skidding the rest of the way down to the road. During said skid, his backpack falls off. This is important. Adam gets knocked out by the impact and is left sprawled in the middle of the road. Some trucker - I'm going to call him Carl - is driving down it, reading a magazine and singing something. He sees Adam at the last minute, slamming on the breaks. He's clearly going to hit Adam, but before he can, this blurry humanoid figure runs out into the road, scoops up Adam and runs off again. Carl is very confused, so plays it back on his dashboard camera. He goes "Well, I'll be" and reaches for his phone. It has no service. Carl ends up at a diner with a phone box, calls 911 and reports that he saw Bigfoot. 911 hangs up on him. Carl then proceeds to call the magazine he was reading and gets told that his sighting will get published.

Back at Hair Co, Asshole sees the report and smirks at the short science man, whom I'll be calling Billingsley, as that is his name. Billingsley wants to go after Bigfoot but Asshole says that they gave up the search ten years ago, leading to the question: 'What the fuck, Hair Co?' They eventually decide to go after Bigfoot again after seeing Adam in the photo.

Carl, back at the diner, is talking to the serving lady who I've named Sugar. They talk about the Bigfoot sighting, and then a load of black cars and a freaking helicopter turn up. Sugar shouts for someone to raise the prices.

Turns out all the men in black people are Hair Co looking for Bigfoot - and Asshole is with them. Carl explains about where he saw Bigfoot and an agent finds Adam's backpack (I said it was important) and his address in it. Asshole smirks again.

Two of the Agents of Hair turn up at Adam's address, break in and find the letters. Meanwhile, Shelly - the mum - is driving to the address on the bark in search of Adam.

This is where it gets a little nuts. Adam wakes up in some tree next with Bigfoot - inexplicably in a pair of jeans that look far too small for him because of all the fur - is standing over him. Adam understandably freaks out and tries to leave, only to nearly die from falling. Bigfoot grabs him before he does and explains that he is Adam's dad. His not dead, very much alive, rather furry and never named dad. (For that reason I'm going to keep calling him Bigfoot.) Adam calls bullshit and threatens him with a twig, then sees that the middle of the treehouse is decorated in photos of him and his mum. This somehow proves to Adam that Bigfoot is his dad, and I'm sure you guessed from the title. He then freaks out again, calling his dad a monster and Bigfoot makes the most funny offended face in animated history.

He then accuses Bigfoot of running away, to which Bigfoot responds with "Woah." He then explains that someone *cough* Hair Co *cough* *cough* were hunting him and he had to leave to keep Adam and Shelly safe. Adam then asks him what he meant by 'lab rat', making Bigfoot change the subject to Shelly and whether she knows Adam is here. Adam lies, his dad catches it, and they argue for a bit before Bigfoot says "Your mum must be worried sick."

Cut to Shelly driving up to a blockade set up by the Agents of Hair. They say they're looking for her, and she tries to escape but the Agents of Hair stop her.

Back at the treehouse, apparently Bigfoot and Adam have stopped arguing and Bigfoot is going on about being sorry he missed Adam's childhood and how Shelly sent everything to him. Adam then asks if he's going to have Bigfoot stuff happen to him - mostly refuring to the fur (I'm not sorry for the pun) - and Bigfoot says no. He then explains that he's already thirteen and hasn't shown any signs of being a bigfoot. Adam says "Yes I have. My feet went weird and so did my hearing." They eventually work out that Adam got all of the cool stuff about being a bigfoot and none of the fur. Cool stuff? I hear you and Adam ask. Turns out bigfoots (bigfeet?) have healing powers (which is how Adam is walking on a leg that got caught in a beartrap), run really fast, hear super well (like things around a mile away) and can talk to animals. They then zipline down to the ground, do some weird surfing thing and fall over. During the next 20 minutes, we meet two racoons, a squirrel and a woodpecker. Oh, yeah, and a giant bear. There's some nonsense with two idiotic hunters, baseball, some geysers and then they end up back at the treehouse. This sickeningly sweet bonding shit is interrupted by the raccoons who report that the Agents of Hair are scouring the forest looking for Bigfoot. Bigfoot blames Adam, which is fair but also really not, who then decides to give himself up to Asshole and the Agents of Hair. They take him to his mum and he tricks them into climbing into a geyser. This pisses of Asshole who, in a plot to lure out Bigfoot, traps Adam in a car and sends him into a forest fire the Agents of Hair started. When Bigfoot shows up to try and save Adam, he gets Adam out of the car but is shot by Asshole with a stun dart. The massive bear whose name is Wilbur saves Adam but a burning branch gets in the way of him going back for Bigfoot, who is captured by Asshole. Adam then blacks out from smoke inhalation. When he comes to, Wilbur and the other animals decide to leave, but Adam convinces them to help him save Bigfoot in a Mission Impossible style heist.

Back at Hair Co, Billingsley has almost perfected a hair formula and shoots the intern again, causing all his hair to grow prolifically. Asshole is pleased by this.

While that's happening, Adam and the rest break into Hair Co's nearest facility, and during the commotion, all of them but Adam get captured. Adam makes it to his dad, who then refuses to leave in a plot twist everyone saw coming, aside from Adam who is confused. Asshole has apparently promised to care for Shelly and Adam and not kill them in exchange for Bigfoot allowing them to run experiments on him. Adam, who is not crazy and doesn't trust Asshole, tries to convince Bigfoot to leave but then Asshole himself turns up and takes Adam out of the lab. Asshole talks about how Adam is going to like being rich while Adam spots a fire alarm, breaks it and causes the only door in to seal itself with him on the inside. This greatly pisses off Asshole, who yells for security to open the door and that the fire is a false alarm. Security guy, who Adam and co knocked out earlier, comes to, hears fire and sounds the evacuation alarm. Asshole gets taken to the bridge, leaving only Adam inside.

Adam then steals an access card from a guard he knocked out, releases all the animals, including the ones used by Hair Co to test stuff on (who all leave the compound and follow the evacuating Agents of Hair), and cause chaos. During said chaos Adam gets a flare gun. He goes back to Bigfoot and this time succeeds in convincing him to leave, threatening to tell Asshole that he's a Bigfoot too. This sentiment is quite sweet as he says that "If you don't leave, then I'm staying. It's the two of us here or the two of us out there, but I'm not loosing you again." They leave and Bigfoot decides to go into a large production area and break all of the gas pipes, deciding that Hair Co is going to be put out of business, permanently. They break many gas lines, leading to the door to be sealed so no gas escapes. They escape through a vent and come out at the top of Hair Co, and zipline down to the bridge using the cables holding it up.

Asshole is there waiting for them. He has found out that Adam is also a bigfoot and shoots Bigfoot several times with stun darts then kicks him off the bridge. Adam, with the most 'fuck you' look, shoots the flare gun's flare into Hair Co, igniting the gas and exploding the building and making the bridge collapse.

Adam then runs to the end of the bridge and climbs down to try and find his dad. Asshole also falls off the bridge because of his own stupidity and the Agents of Hair being incompetent.

In the gorge below, Adam finds his dad badly injured and dying. He cries at first, hugging his dad and his hands glow with blue swirls of light that disappear as soon as he takes his hand away from Bigfoot's arm. He then remembers the healing powers his dad told him about, and uses them on his dad. The blue magic makes Bigfoot's body rise into the air as the healing powers try to heal him, then gently place him back on the ground after Adam is done.

Bigfoot doesn't move.

"No!" Adam cries out, sobbing again. Then Bigfoot moves and wakes up, they hug, the animals show up and it's all very sweet, blah blah blah.

And then along comes Asshole, looking rather deranged and pointing a stun gun at them. He starts monologuing about how "it did not have to end this way" and then is shot in the ass by Shelly. Bigfoot, Shelly and Adam decide on "no more hiding". Meanwhile, the male raccoon discovers that Asshole has been wearing a toupee the entire time.

It turns out that Billingsley and the intern survived.

A few weeks/months later (it's actually only about a week later) Bigfoot and the animals are living happily with Shelly and Adam, who is returning to school after his suspension.

On the way, the bullies return and try to beat up Adam, only to be scared by Wilbur the massive bear. They end up with broken bikes (curtesy of the raccoons) and bruises. The blonde girl from the office shows up at the end of the confrontation and asks to walk to school with Adam. She also asks what happened to his shoes, as his feet bust out when the bullies show up. He jokes that he should switch to sandals, and the film ends on them walking away with his shoes hanging from a telephone pole.

It's a wild ride and I'd honestly recommend it to anyone with an hour and a half to spare. Despite what it looks like, I didn't get in everything and the whole film is a lot funnier that I said here.

This film got an 8/10.