#if you ever wanna talk to me for whatever reason i'm always down to hang out^_^ thank you again

[lolchat]

hai im one of ur mutuals... loosely connected friends idk we don't get 2 talk much, im not the anon from before but i wanted to say that u are loved. ik ur going thru a rlly hard time rn so i wanted to send this, maybe as a reminder ur friends care ab u. ppl out there care ab u. u got this no matter what. you're an excellent artist and a great person 2 be around and play games with. i hope that someday you get to feel better and do everything that you want to do, or even just do more than survive from day to day ^_^

this was a really nice ask to wake up to . thank you for taking the time to write this it genuinely means a lot:-) i hope you're doing well

[chronicbeans]

Wally and a Puppeteer Reader (part 11)

Looks like we are getting close to the end. Idk how many more parts there will be but I, for once, gotta plan in mind! Yippee!

TW: Obsessive Behavior, Idol Worshipping, Interrogation, Derealization, Scopophobia/Eye Imagery, Threats

🎥 You have waited a couple days for this. You wanted to make sure that Henry was alright after what happened. Currently, he and his uncle are out, picking Angela up from the hospital. No one is home, so it is the perfect time for this.

🎥 You place Wally down on your bed, before placing two heavy books on the extra blanket hanging off of the ends of the knot you tied to heep him down. He squirms, looking up at you with the most fearful eyes you have ever seen... on a puppet, at least. Nothing could ever beat the fear you saw in the eyes of Eddie's puppeteer when they handed you the box holding this cursed puppet.

🎥 Speaking of, the puppet opens its mouth, crying out "Let me go! I'm sorry! I didn't hurt her! I think I just spooked her... she tripped on her own!" You shake your head "I don't really care about whether or not you did or didn't do that... Because, even if you didn't, you still hurt people! What about the person YOU filled with staples? Or the one you dropped a bucket of paint on, cracking their head open?! Or these cursed notes and drawings you kept sending me?! You still did damage to people, including me! I have been going insane from fear because of you!"

🎥 His eyes widen more so than they already were. He grows silent, looking around. He begins to mutter "No... no no no... I never meant to... I never meant to hurt YOU!" He then looks you straight in the eyes, the most intense stare held within his own. His pupils seem to expand until they overtake the entirety of his large eyes. "I NEED YOU. I would never hurt you willingly! I thought the notes were lovely! The drawings, too! Isn't it nice to know that your most faithful puppet is watching over you? The paint guy was being mean to you! He deserved it! I even warned him before I did it. I always saw the other guy with Eddie, so I thought it would be fitting if he delivered mail to you! See? I put so much thought into it all so it would be perfect! I love you! I am so sorry you didn't see what I meant to get across..."

🎥 You take a step back, placing your hands on your hips "Oh, you got your message across, alright. I know you love me. You love me too much. You love me to a dangerous degree and you clearly are willing to harm people for the smallest of reasons. I know the boss will probably fire me for this, but I think it would be best if I just burned you-"

🎥"NO! NO, DON'T DO THAT! I mean-!" He looks over to the clock in your room, before saying "I mean... can we... can we have one last round on set? Whatever story you want, you can tell! You can make me do anything you like! I don't care... I can clearly see that I deserve it... I caused so much damage. If you want me burned, I can't stop you. I am your puppet. You are in control, right? Just one more little story. For me? For your good, friendly neighbor?"

🎥 You feel... uncomfortable. However, you think about it for a bit. The studio is far from most other people and since Wally can talk, he can probably scream. It would be... concerning, to say the least, if your neighbors saw you burning a screaming, flailing thing that looked vaguely like a person. So, it might be for the best that you go through with his wishes. "Alright. You want one more story? You will get one more story. You better not double-cross me, though."

🎥 Wally nods, a his permanent grin widening. "Don't worry. I won't. As I said, I would never hurt you intentionally. Let's go! Now! I wanna go now!" You untie him, before slinging him over your shoulder and placing him in your car. You drive to the studio, listening to Wally talking about how much he can't wait to see Barnaby, Julie, and all the others. You tune him out, focusing entirely on the road and your destination.

🎥 You arrive, parking your car and hopping out. You grab Wally, before reaching into the glove box and taking out your emergency key to the studio. You really don't understand why the boss gives everyone a key. Apparently it is so they can have someone open the door if they lose their own? You don't really care, though. All you care about is finishing whatever this puppet has started.

[shy-urban-hobbit]

"wait...is this a date?" with Husk & Angel please :3c

Slight C/W for typical Val behaviour

Angel kicked his feet idly where they hung off the arm of the lobby sofa as he scrolled through his socials. He'd only just been able to start moving around without a limp that morning after Val had damn near broken his leg and while he was happy for the break (hah!) from work, he was now starting to go slightly stir crazy after being housebound for two days after Val had decided he was useless while one of his legs was twice the size of the other.

He scowled to himself as he shifted around slightly. He was pretty sure that was a spring digging into the small of his back but he couldn't muster the energy to rectify it - as Hell's most famous pornstar, he'd been in way more uncomfortable positions - he could live with something that wasn't a dick poking him in the back until someone or something gave him a worthwhile reason to move.

"Hey, Legs."

Angel yelped and cursed in quick succession as the sudden appearance of the hotel's resident cat demon made him promptly drop his phone onto his face.

"Asshole." He grumbled, rubbing the bridge of his nose, "First ya ditch me, and then ya make me injure myself. I should make ya kiss it better."

"It's not ditchin' ya if it was work." Husk answered as he placed the new bottles on the bar top, "As for the other thing, can I substitute one of those cups of sugar masquerading as a drink?"

Angel sat up to peek over the back of the sofa. Sure enough Husk was stood holding out a hot pink frappe from his favourite coffee place, an eyebrow raised as he shook the cup slightly, enticingly, "Well?"

"I've told ya you're my favourite, right?" Angel asked, making grabby hands until Husk handed it over, the smell of artificial raspberry filling his nose. "What's in the other bag?"

"Nothin' much. You wanna hang out in my room for a while?"

Angel blinked, finger still in his mouth as he paused in licking off melted whipped cream from where it had run down the side of the cup, "Ain't we got another redemption exercise or hugging circle or some shit in like, 5 minutes?" Not that Angel was complaining; Charlie had used his unexpected freetime to really double down on his possible redemption. Whatever had been said in that meeting with Heaven making her more determined then ever and if he had to look at one more crayon drawing or diagram he was going to start tearing his hair out - he may or may not have played up the whole wanting to rest up and heal thing once or twice, just to get her to leave him alone for 5 minutes (and God bless Vaggie for having his back on that one, even if the look she threw him told him she knew he was exaggerating and even though the princess was always quick to comply with minimal fuss and puppy eyes ever since the whole 'boundary crossing' thing).

Husk shrugged, holding out a hand, "Talked to Charlie earlier, we've both got a pass on this one."

"Fine." Angel took the hand without even thinking about it, gingerly testing his leg after laying down for so long - it still ached, but he didn't end up face planting or anything, "But if we end up having to do some weird extra credit thing later on, I'm blamin' you."

"Noted." Husk chuckled as he grabbed the mystery bag and headed upstairs, Angel's hand still in his.

Angel had only been in Husk's room a handful of times but he'd made a game of trying to see if anything was new or even remotely out of place whenever he entered. The small space was so uniformly neat and organised it was almost like a display rather than an actual living space. Part of Angel wondered if it was a control thing - he used to seek some semblance of control over what entered his body and when and what he'd remember through drink and drugs, why couldn't this be Husk's way? It seemed kind of funny now that the old him probably would've purposely moved things around or hidden something, just to fuck with the other.

"Sooo.... anything specific in that fuzzy head or ya just wanna bask in my presence?"

"So fucking humble." Husk opened up a laptop Angel hadn't noticed sat on the bed before now, "And I was thinkin' a movie. You in?"

"Sure. Surprised Al lets ya have one a those. Y'know, with the whole hatin' any tech after the 40's schtick." Angel said as he settled at the head of the bed, using one set of arms to attempt to plump up Husk's measly excuse for pillows.

"Borrowed it." Husk answered, not giving any details about who from (although Angel had a pretty solid idea if the rainbow and heart stickers were anything to go by).

"Oh my fuckin' God. How dense is this broad?" Angel laughed, throwing his head back against Husk's shoulder after having decided the cat was comfier to lean on than his flat pillows, Husk's arm resting on the low headboard behind them, "The guy's been pining since like, day one!"

"I think the dialogue's maybe one step up from the shit they have you spewin' and that's a low fuckin' bar!"

"Hey, it's all in the delivery, an' I got toys that ain't as stiff as these two." Angel crunched on a strawberry lollipop as the two protagonists acted out yet another 'cute' encounter like they had a gun pointed at their heads, "Y'know I'm surprised ya agreed ta this one. I didn't think it'd be your kinda thing."

"It ain't, but the fact it's so bad it's funny is makin' it bearable."

Angel hummed in agreement, snuggling further into Husk's chest fur as the female protagonists stereotypical gay BFF was laying the truth out for her in that the casual 'not a date' had totally been a date.

"Girl, he invited you over, made sure you weren't going to be interrupted, got you your favourite foods -"

Angel snuck a glance at the various wrappers covering the bed after he'd finally been given permission to dump out the contents of the bag.

"Jeez Husk, you raid a candy store an' just grab anythin' pink?"

"...no."

"Oh my god, you just grabbed anythin' pink!"

"I didn't know what you'd like. Seemed a safe bet."

"Well, well, ain't we the cocky one? Ya that sure I was gonna say yes? And ya bet payed off, just so ya know."

"-sat through something he knew would make him want to gouge his eyes out 'cos he knew you'd like it. How many more clues do you need?!"

Angel blinked, this insult to romcoms suddenly feeling a little too on the nose. Husk clearly felt the same if the way he was suddenly showing great interest in the acid rain falling outside was any indication.

"Wait...Husk, is this a date?"

Husk's tail twitched as he bought his attention to the other demon, cheeks slightly pink under his fur and ears dipped slightly, "It can be, if ya want. Or it can just be two friends hangin' out, rippin' a terrible movie to shreds. Your call."

Angel moved slowly, partly because of his leg and partly because he didn't want to spook the other as he sat himself in Husk's lap, mindful not to let his expression slip into the lewd mask he usually had to wear when he was practically straddling someone on a bed as he cupped Husk's jaw so the cat couldn't look anywhere but at him, "Yeah. I want."

[migueloharaslave]

WARNING!!!!!!!!! NSFW WILL OCCUR HERE SO SKIP IT IF U WANT OR WHATEVER (obv it's not the best cuz im still new to this pookies)🗣🤪🫶

"You always do this shit. Why do you keep asking me that?" Shawn groaned in annoyance as he slammed the refrigerator door.

"Well I can't help it. Sometimes it just feels like you don't even love me anymore. You haven't even took me on a date in a fucking year." You choked back tears as you studied his movements. Shawn then decided to walk up to you, he pushed you down onto a chair, pointing a finger at you. "You're a bitch. You constantly fucking say 'do you even love me anymore?' Of course I fucking do. I don't take you on dates because your always busy with that dumb job. Plus, I think your cheating. Who's that guy you've been texting.. Miguel? Yeah, you didn't think I saw that on your phone? What fucking guy asks a girl 'You free tonight?' You got something you wanna tell me?"

You stared up at him, you felt tears form in your eyes as you stared at him. "M-Miguel is a friend. He's just a friend I've met at work! I wouldn't cheat on you and you know that. I see him nothing more than a close friend. Sometimes we hangout and eat dinner together that's it." You choked back your tears as she you stared at him, fidgeting with the bottom of your shirt.

"Uh-huh. Whatever you fucking say. I'm going out, don't call me." Shawn scoffed as he stormed off out of the apartment, slamming the door behind him.

You stared off into the distance before bursting out into tears, all these bottled up emotions were now coming out. You've been dealing with this toxic relationship for so long.. You didn't know how to get out of it though. You felt so attached to him.. emotionally. He's the only boy to ever lay eyes on you, sure you may had a huge glow up since highschool, but deep down you still felt insecure. You sniffed as your last few tears dropped, then you heard your phone vibrate against the table, you picked it up and saw it was Miguel. You wiped your tears away as you cleared your throat and answered.

"Hey." You said in a soft voice.

"Hey.. You sound weird. Are you alright?" Miguel responded, furrowing his brows at the tone of your voice.

"Yeah, just allergies." You giggled.

"Yknow.. If anything is bothering you, you can always talk to me." Miguel spoke in a stern voice.

"I-.."

"Tell me."

"I don't know.. I just don't want anything bad to happen."

"Nothing is going to happen, I wouldn't let a thing happen to you. Talk to me."

"It's my boyfriend."

Miguel scoffed.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Well anyways, Shawn is accusing me of cheating. Just because we hang out. He thinks just because you asked me if im free tonight that I'm hooking up with you or some shit, it's annoying. I would never cheat, I love him so much."

"Oh... I see. So, he's jealous of me?"

"I guess."

Miguel smirked, "He's jealous because I'm treating you the way any other man would treat a wonderful woman like you. 8 years together and still no ring, he's not worth it. Not at all."

"But I love him. He's just going through a lot.."

"And he takes his anger out on you."

"Well.. I don't mind."

"Are you being serious right now?"

"Yes, I'm not a good girlfriend to him anyways."

"Whatever, stop talking about him. Let's focus on us, hm?"

"Yeah.."

"Great. Soo.. still gonna go out with me tonight?"

"We're not going out together. We're two friends hanging out."

"Still, you wanna go? I have no plans.. "

"Yeah, I'm going still."

"Great, I'll pick you up."

"Okay, bye."

"Bye." You hung up.

"Love you too." Miguel whispered at his phone. He sighed and sat it down on the table. He chewed on the inside of his cheek. God, he was head over heels for you. Although you two barely even met, he felt so close to you already. Call him obsessed with the way he remembers every single detail. Miguel stood up, and walked over to a window, looking out at the city. He had a great paying job, which was the reason he would be able to afford all of those dates. And there should be no surprise that he lives in a penthouse, his apartment was black and red themed, definitely gave off a romantic vibe.

..You put on a white sweater with a casual jean skirt along with white legwarmers to give it a more cozy vibe, and black boots to top off the outfit, the outfit was cute so of course you did a half up half down hairstyle while slipping a white bow in your hair. You were fixing your lashes that you were putting on before you heard the doorbell ring, you gasped when you knew it was Miguel. "Shit!" You scattered around the room to find your purse, you snatched it up when you found it laying on the ground. You made sure to spray yourself with some perfume before dashing out to the door. You took a deep breath before opening it, looking up.. you saw Miguel.

Miguel.. That man knew how to take your breath away. He wore a white sweater and jeans.. just like you did. You glanced down at what was in his arms.. purple roses?

"Heh, seemed like we decided to match." Miguel chuckled to himself as he invited himself in ,walking past you  he looked around, peeked around the corner, then back at you. Scrunching up his nose he asked, "Where's that boyfriend of yours?"

"He went out.." You closed the door and bit your lip as you watched him, eyes examining his strong build before he handed you the flowers.

"Purple roses, just like you told me you liked. I thought since you liked the color purple and roses that'll I'll get you both instead." Miguel hummed.

"Thank you, they're beautiful." You smiled to yourself, you grabbed a empty vase, feeling it with a little bit of water. You sat it down on the middle of the table, taking the roses out of the plastic before slipping them into the vase smiling at them.

Miguel looked at you, his eyes seemed to narrow as he watched the way you moved across the kitchen. You were kinda like a swan, all graceful and soft with your movements better yet you could be a goddess. A goddess who deserves more in her life then some poor idiot. Miguel scoffed and looked off to the side as he just thought about your boyfriend, the way he treated you.. he hated it.

"What's wrong? You look upset." You looked at him before stepping close to him. Miguel turned his head to look back into those eyes of yours, he licked his lips as he felt his throat go dry.

"Nothing." Miguel closed his eyes and sighed, that vanilla perfume you wore was starting to drive him crazy. "Let's go, Hopefully you don't mind walking. It's not too far from your apartment."

"Fine with me." You smiled.

You two made your way out of the apartment making your way down the streets of Nueva York, the streets were crowded so you held onto Miguel's arm as in hopes to not lose him. Soon, you two made it to the restaurant. It seemed to be a fun little colorful spot filled with laughter and a live jazz band playing.

Your eyes widened with excitement at the vibes this whole place gave off, it was so colorful.. it smelled absolutely amazing, there was nothing but happiness all around. You and Miguel found a spot to sit next to near the band so you could watch them play.

Miguel pulled out your chair, when you sat down, he pushed it in before sitting down himself. He watched you as you smiled watching the band play, seeing your smile.. the way your smile stretched across ear from ear, the way your dimples showed. It felt like he was trapped. Trapped in this curse you had put on him, he bit his lip as you looked over at him, you two locking eyes. He felt his heart pound in his chest, only God knows how long he has been staring at you.

You looked up as a waiter walked over with a big grin, handing you two a menu. "Hello, hopefully you two are enjoying your evening so far. I'll be your waiter, any drinks I can start you guys off with. We have soda, water, some wine.. and don't miss out on our little deal for couples!"

"Oh we're not a couple. Just friends." Miguel cleared his throat, you nodded your head in agreement.

"..Oh. Well, how about you skip over that deal." The waiter chuckled nervously.

"Uhh.. I'll have a coke. You, Miguel?" You smiled at him.

" I'll have iced tea." He looked back at you.

"Okay, okay.. I'll get those ready right quick!" The waiter walked off.

"Thank you for bringing me here. I like it.. It's been awhile since my boyfriend and I been out together, it just feels nice to not be trapped in that apartment." You sighed as you looked into the distance.

Miguel reached his hand across the table, placing his hand on top of yours. He dragged his thumb across the back of your soft hands. "Leave him."

"What?" Your frowned at him. "That's a weird thing to say." You laughed.

"No, I'm being serious."  Miguel squeezed your hand, "I.. I think I'm in love with you. You're so beautiful and just overall perfect, someone like him doesn't deserve you. I can treat your better, I wanna be yours."

You stared into his eyes as you listened to his love confession, you shook your head. "No.. No I can't. Miguel.. I have feelings for you too but I just can't leave Shawn. He's.. He's my boyfriend, he's the only guy I've ever been with."

"Let me be the second and last guy you'll ever be with."

"Miguel." You cocked a eyebrow at him.

"Y/N." Again, he rolled your name off of his tongue in such a way that it made your body ache for him.

The waiter came over and sat your drinks down, holding up her notepad as she smiled at you both. "What can I get for ya?"

..About a good hour and a half later, you and Miguel were walking down the street. "Wanna come over to my place, maybe we can watch a movie or two..?"

"Sounds nice" you smiled softly.

"Great. Let me call a uber."

And after a good ten minutes, you finally arrived at his place. When he opened the door, you gasped. "Oh my god.. It's like a vampire lives here." You joked, looking around. Everything was so nice, way better than your old apartment. You started to walk around, dragging your hands along the wall as you made your way over to the window that overlooked the city. It was night, so the city lights were so bright, everything looked like dream as if it could take your breath away.

Miguel followed you, moving to stand right behind you. "Nice, isn't it?"

"Yeah.." You whispered, looking up at him.

Miguel brushed a strand of hair out of your face as you two locked eyes, his lips parted as his heart nearly skipped a beat. He felt as if his heart was running laps around his lungs as if it was going to do a back as if.. and something soft touched his lips before he knew. Suddenly, his hands found their way to your waist, pushing you closer.

You wrapped your arms around Miguel's neck, closing your eyes as you leaned into the kiss. It was so passionate, you had to part your lips just to deepen the kiss. The feel his hands on your waist was driving you crazy.

Suddenly, Miguel pulled away, He stared into your eyes. "God you drive me crazy.."

"Where's your bedroom?" You asked with a smirk on your face. Suddenly your at home life didn't exist, suddenly Shawn didn't exist. Suddenly Miguel was the only man you wanted, suddenly.. you were in his bed.

You two continued to kiss, practically trying to eat each other's face off at this point. You were desperately lifting Miguel's shirt up, trying to get a glimpse of those muscles. Miguel pulled away, lifting up his sweater and tossing it aside. He exposed those strong abs along with those strong pecs, god the way his body slimmed down at his waist honestly drove you crazy. You bit your lip as you caressed those strong arms of his giggling as you sat up, allowing Miguel to take off your sweater too.

Miguel leaned in, pecking kisses along your neck. He mumbled soft praises along your tender skin, hands on your waist dragging down to your skirt. You couldn't help but feel desperate, the way he unbuttoned your skirt with ease, nearly tearing it off he finally toss them aside, exposing your panties to him. Miguel kissed your ankle before pecking kisses down to your inner thigh, he looked up at you with hungry eyes. He licked his lips as he leaned forward, catching your lips in a kiss once again as he brought his hand down, pressing his palms against your clothed cunt

You let out a small whimper in response which caused him to chuckle. You felt your body heat up as you started to grind your hips against his hand, god how long has it been.. your boyfriend hadn't touched you in what felt like forever, better yet he never made sex feel this exciting. Miguel's pulled out off the kiss to catch his breath, his eyes narrowed as he stared into your eyes. He hummed as he leaned down, pecking kiss down until he reached your lace trimmed panties, he pulled them down gently. He looked up at you, smiling softly. "Tell me when I should stop. I want to make you feel good, not hurt you. You're everything to me.. I want you to have every good thing in this world, mi amor." His words was so smoothing and comforting, the way he talked drove you crazy.

You bit down on your lip as you sat up on your elbows watching the way he propped your legs up on his shoulder. You gripped down onto the sheet when you felt him lick at your slit, your voice hitched when his tongue started to circle around your clit. "M-Miguel.." You whispered, bringing you hand down to grip onto his hair as he started to gently suck on your clit. Miguel pulled away and giggled, dragging his tongue along your clit before pushing it inside of you drove you crazy  the way he gently pushed in it out, flicking against your pulsing walls.. everything was pushing you to the edge.

Suddenly, Miguel grew bold, which is exactly why he pushed a single fingers inside, watching your reaction before he slipped a second inside. "Oh g-god.." You cried as you leaned your head back, your walls clenching around his fingers. Miguel started to thrust his fingers in and out at a gentle pace, then he started speeding up as he leaned in and started sucking your clit again. He looked up at you, watching the way you reacted to the way he made you feel.. you were so beautiful, the way your chest heaved when you took a deep breath.. he couldn't help but chuckle.

Suddenly, his pace quickened even more, his pace quickened suddenly and you let out a cry. "M-Miguel..!" You cried out his name, gripping onto the silk sheets of his bed, wrapping your legs around his head as you groaned. "I'm.. I'm gonna c-come.." You whined. You felt your thigh twitched, biting down on your lip you threw your head back, crying with pleasure. Suddenly, just as you were getting close, it all stopped.

Miguel had pulled away, "Not yet." He spoke softly, leaning in and gently kissing you, making you taste yourself on his lips. "But.. Please, Miguel.." You whined.

Miguel smirked as he leaned over, "You might as well get ready.." He grabbed a condom from the night stand, "It's gonna be a long night."

..After a night of nonstop loud moans and the sound of skin slapping against each other, it was finally morning.. and oh boy you woke up to something crazy. Not Miguel, but your boyfriend or.. ex spam calling your phone. You groaned as you sat up, glancing over at Miguel who was still sound asleep. "My god.." You hissed as you felt your thighs feel numb as you tried to stand up. Maybe you should start doing yoga again because you were not ready for this. You grabbed your phone and sighed, you stood up and answered the phone.

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? You haven't been answering your fucking phone, You weren't at the fucking apartment. Your friends said you aren't with them. Where the fuck are you? Huh? Answer me damnit." Shawn grinned his teeth to try and keep his composure.

Just as you felt tears fill up your eyes.. and just as you were about to speak, Miguel snatched your phone. "Hello?" Miguel asked.

"Who the fuck is this? Why the fuck are you with my girlfriend?"

"..The same guy she told you not to worry about." Miguel hung up the phone.

[xoxo-sarah]

I Wanna Be Yours || Part 6

Part 5 | part 7

↝a/n: this past month has been hectic. Forgive me for being, like, 3 weeks late.

↝pairing: Robin Buckley x fem!Wheeler!reader

↝ Warning: slightly proofread. Possible spoilers, Canon events, Ted Wheeler is a dick, it's hinted that Ted and Reader don't really get along as father and daughter

↝⎙ 9.1.23

Has that floorboard always been warped?

You couldn't help but zone in on the piece of wood at the top of the stairs. It looked so…odd.

“I know you guys are staring at me.”

The three boys on the couch to your right shuffled to find something to look at other than Max. “What, sorry?” “Huh?” “You said you needed something?” “Just hanging out.”

You glanced away from the wonky piece of wood and looked at the boys, then Max.

“How you think your eyes boring into the back of my head is protecting me from Vecna, I don't know.” Max shuffled the letters against the desk, before getting up. She walked over, watching Steve throw the baseball up into the air and catch it, and the other two finding whatever lies in the pages of the random books so interesting. “You can look at me now.” They apologized, looking up at her.

She stuck out one envelope towards Dustin, “For you.” Next, Steve. “For you.” He looked surprised to be getting one. “And, uh, you.” She didn't spend much time giving Lucas his, instead turning towards you with an envelope.

“Max.” You cooed, hesitantly taking it. You two weren't the closest. Come to think of it, you weren't the closest with any of your brother's friends. You all knew each other and talked a little, but there wasn't much to talk about. You didn't think you'd be worthy of a letter from her.

“Oh, and, um, give these to Mike, El, and Will.” Max handed the rest of the envelopes to Lucas. “If you can ever get a hold of them again.”

Steve and Dustin went to open theirs, but stopped when Max blurted out, “Hey, what are you doing? No, don't. That's not for now. Don't open it now.”

“Don't?….okay.” Dustin looked at Max, confused. “I'm sorry, what is this?”

“It's um,” Max avoided their eyes, fiddling with her hands. “It's a fail-safe. For after.” You stared at the side of her head. She's just a kid. “If things don't work out.” She stammered.

Lucas sat forward on the couch, “Wait, woah. Max, things are gonna work out.”

“No!” She exclaimed. You sat further in your chair, just watching. “No, I don't need you to reassure me right now and tell me it's all gonna work out because people have been telling me that my entire life, and it's almost never true. It's never true.”

“I mean, of course this asshole curses me. I should've seen that one coming.” She inhales deeply, before looking at the table on the side of the room. She walked towards it, grabbing the Walkie. “If we go to East Hawkins, will this thing reach Pennhurst?”

“Of course, yeah.” Dustin answered.

Steve looked confused. “Wait, why are we talking about East Hawkins?” He looked around, seeing everyone looking at him. “No, no. No!”

“Max! Max, seriously.”

Steve jogged behind her, trying to reason with the stubborn girl. “Seriously, I'm not joking. I'm not driving you anywhere.”

“Steve, if you think I'm going to spend what is likely the last day of my life in the armpit that is Mike Wheeler's basement, then you're out of your mind.”

As you jogged to keep up with them, she turned to look at you. “No offense.” She turned back, “So, either take me where I need to go or you're gonna have to tie me down, which is technically kidnapping of a minor. And if I live to see another day, Steve, I swear to god, I will prosecute.” Coming to the car, she tried to open the door, jiggling it before glaring up at Steve. “Open the door.”

“Uh, no.”

“I know a good lawyer.”

After a moment, Steve scoffed, grabbing the keys out of his pocket. Determined little shit.

“Henderson, that super walkie of yours better reach Pennhurst.”

As everyone got in the car, Max stopped, looking behind you. You moved to block whatever she was staring at, with a glum look on her face. She blinked a few times, before getting in the car.

You don't know about the front of the car, but in the back, the tension could be cute with a knife.

It was kinda awkward, really.

You nearly sighed in relief when Steve pulled up to the trailer park.

“Alright, this better be fast, Mayfield.”

“Twenty seconds.” Max shut the door, and began jogging up her porch.

Steve turned to Dustin. “That thing's got batteries in it, right?”

Dustin looked at Steve before looking out the window, disappointed. “I'm not even answering that question.”

“...”

“Yes, it has batteries.”

“Yeah, got it.”

Max came around the house, looking disoriented.

“Hey, that was longer than 20 seconds.” Max ignored him, walking past him and opening the door. Steve looked at you, confused and concerned. “Hey, woah, woah. You alright?”

“I'm fine, just drive.”

“Did something happen?”

Max shrugged off Dustin's questioning. “Can we please just go?”

For once, it wasn't your bouncing leg shaking the car. Max's leg hadn't stopped shaking since she got back in the car. Something had to have happened back there. You weren't about to be the one to ask about it, though. The poor girl has been asked questions and had eyes on her nonstop. It's probably exhausting. All of that, plus the symptoms she had talked about, seemed like a lot. The symptoms you were having were probably just a coincidence. It was most likely due to stress. Right?

“Turn here.”

“Here?”

Max looked at Dustin, nodding.

Roane Hill Cemetery.

As Max got out of the car, Lucas was quick to follow. You could faintly hear them from inside the car.

As you all watched them talk, you began thinking about how much they care about each other, together or not. You can easily see they'd die for one another, any of the kids in that friend group would. But Lucas and Max were something else. He wanted to understand her pain so badly, it almost hurt him just as much not being able to help her. And now she was walking around, waiting for Vecna to strike any minute, and there's nothing he could do.

Was there somebody out there like that for you? Was Robin that person, your person? Would she get to know your little tells when you're upset? Was she the person who'd try to make you feel better? No, there's no way. That could never happen. She doesn't-

“She's gonna be okay.” It came out more a question.

Steve looked away from the other two, your croaked voice bringing his eyes to you. “Yeah, yeah. Of course.”

Dustin slowly nodded. Max would probably be okay. Maybe.

From your spot leaning against the back door, you saw Steve check his watch for the tenth time. “Alright, It's been long enough.” He threw his door open, going to make his way towards where Max sat, in front of Billy's grave.

“Steve, just give her some time.” Lucas suggested.

“I have, alright, Sinclair?” Steve continued to make his way, walking backwards. “I'm calling it. She wants to get a lawyer, she can.” He turned back around and continued to walk up the hill, towards her.

After a moment, you heard Steve's voice get louder. “Max!” When you looked up at them, he was shaking her, she didn't seem to be moving, or responding at all. “Max, wake up!”

“Oh something's wrong.”

“No shit.”

You hurried up the hill, the boys shortly following you when Steve yelled for them.

What were you to do in this situation? This wasn't something they taught in school.

Everyone was yelling all at once, panicking. Rightfully so.

Steve grabbed Dustin's jacket, yelling at him and frantically pointing towards the car. “Call Nancy and Robin! Go get 'em! Call Nancy and Robin! Go!”

Dustin went stumbling down towards the car, cursing in the process.

Max continued to be yelled at and pushed and pulled, being begged to wake up or come to, something, anything.

When Dustin finally came back, he stumbled, dropping everything he had in his arms.

“Wha-what is this?” Lucas looked at Dustin like he had grown another head on his way back.

“Her song- what's her favorite song?!”

“Why? Why?”

“Robin said if she listens-It's too much to explain right now-”

“Favorite song!" You finally bellowed.

The tapes became a mess in the grass as you all went through them, frantically looking.

Finally finding the one, they threw it in the Walkman and slammed the headphones on her head, waiting.

“Max!” “C'mon, Max!” “Max, Wake up!” “C'mon, please! Max!”

“Holy shit!” As Max began levitating, Dustin fell back onto you in shock, horror.

Jumping up, you all began yelling for her again. What else was there to do? Holy shit, she's going to die. It's all that clouded your mind. This is unbelievable.

She suddenly fell back down, gasping.

She was panting, gasping, and crying as Lucas held on to her for dear life.

“It's okay.” He tried soothing her while she began hyperventilating. Your heart pounded loudly against your rib cage. “It's okay. I thought we lost you.”

“I'm still- I'm still here.”

“Holy shit,” you rubbed her arm, making sure she was really here. Holy shit.

“Dustin?” Eddie singsonged, coming from the walkie. Having been leaning against a snoozing Robin, you went to get up to grab the said walkie, but stopped when Nancy jerked up from where she was asleep. She moved to grab the walkie and began talking into it.

“Wheeler! Hey, um, I'm gonna need a food delivery, like, really soon. Unless you want me going out into the world.”

“No. No, no, no. Don't do that. Just…stay where you are, and we'll be there as soon as we can.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Listen, um, can you pick me up a six-pack?” Nance looked over at you. “I know it's stupid as shit, drinking right now, but a cold beer would really calm my jangled nerves.” Nancy moved to look around, your eyes following.

Her body went stiff. “Hey, I'm gonna have to call you back.”

“Dustin!” She shook the boy awake, ignoring his mumbling. “Wake up.”

“W-what?”

Was that…drool on his face? Oh, that's nasty.

“Aren't you supposed to be on Max watch?”

You guess she must've gotten up when you were staring off into the ceiling, thinking hard about whatever because you hadn't gone to sleep like everyone else, and you didn't see her get up.

“Yep. Yep, yep, yep. Sorry.” He wiped at his eyes.

“Then where is she?”

“She's right there.” Pointing at the empty couch, he felt his stomach drop. “A second ago. I swear, I just dozed off for…" He checked his watch, looking back at Nance. “An hour.”

You three ran up the basement stairs, minds running overtime, thoughts running over thoughts of where she could be, when she got up, why she got up.

You nearly ran into Nancy's back when she suddenly stopped. You moved to look over her shoulder.

At the table, sat Max and Holly.

“Morning, guys.” Your mom walked over, food in her hand. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, everything's okay.”

Smiling at your mother, you glanced at the food she was cooking. As if on cue, your stomach growled.

“I think it's so sweet that you guys are sticking together like this.” She plopped another pancake into the tower.

The newspaper crinkled under your father's finger as he looked up. “Could try sticking together at a different house for a change.”

You moved towards your father, taking the coffee cup right out of his hands as he went to take a sip. “Is it good today?” You took a sip, looking at him as if you were totally not trying to get under his skin.

Your mother glared at your father for a second before turning to Dustin, “You know you're welcome here any time.”

“Totally. You're like family.” Your mother ate Dustin's words right up. He might be her favorite of Mike's friends, honestly. He pointed to the plate of pancakes, “May I?”

“Absolutely.” He got handed a plate as your dad continued to blabber.

“Yeah, why not? Take us for all we're worth.”

“Okay.” Dustin was being cheeky, adding a smile as he grabbed like 4 pancakes.

Nancy and Dustin moved to the table, talking to Max. You stayed talking to your mother. “I feel like I hadn't seen you guys.” She smoothed at your bed head. Two of her children lost a friend in a short amount of time. They couldn't possibly be grieving properly, she thought. And she was right. You wouldn't say you had time to grieve. There were problems after problems, building up. At least for you, grieving for Chrissy was on the back burner. It would be for a while. She had physically seen you and Nance, around. But she could tell you were fully here, emotionally. For all she knew, the death was taking a toll on you both, not the whole Vecna killing them and targeting Max.

“Been peaceful.” Your dad butted in.

The glare your mother sent him would probably make anyone cower. “He's kidding, Darling. You know that.” Her hand moved to your cheek, trying to offer you all the motherly comfort she could give. Mike was, well, Mike. Nancy wasn't too fond of letting her emotions out. You were the only one who didn't stop letting her in on your feelings or drama at school when you had hit teenage years. She had still felt like you kept something from her, she tried and tried to let you know you could tell her, but you never did. She wasn't going to force you. Whatever it was, you would tell her when you're ready. Hopefully.

Nancy's chair scraped against the floor as she got up from the table, rushing to the basement. Dustin got up, following her. He stopped in front of your dad, getting a disappointed scowl in return. “Sorry, fuel for the road. Thanks, Mrs. Wheeler!”

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[jamsmemes]

(     *     INTERSTELLAR PROMPTS   !    

a self indulgent meme based on interstellar (part 1). feel free to change pronouns / details as needed  !

❛ there's no ghost. ���

❛ you know that's not scientific. ❜

❛ you say science is about admitting what we don't know. ❜

❛ start minding your business. ❜

❛ figure it out. i'm not always going to be here to help you. ❜

❛ murphy's law doesn't mean bad stuff will happen. it means whatever can happen, will happen. ❜

❛ almost got it. don't stop. ❜

❛ how long you think it's been up there? ❜

❛ what are you going to do with it? ❜

❛ couldn't we just let it go? it's not hurting anyone. ❜

❛ this thing has to adapt, just like the rest of us. ❜

❛ am i gonna be mad? ❜

❛ you don't believe we went to the moon? ❜

❛ our children need to learn about this planet, not tales of leaving it. ❜

❛ i, uh... got you suspended.❜

❛ you should come take a look, it's kinda weird. ❜

❛ been working on it, like you said. ❜

❛ we've forgotten who we are. explorers, pioneers. ❜

❛ this world isn't so bad. ❜

❛ you're the one who doesn't belong. born forty years too late, or forty years too early. ❜

❛ we used to look up and wonder at our place in the stars. now we just look down and worry about our place in the dirt. ❜

❛ you were good at something and never got a chance to do anything with it. i'm sorry. ❜

❛ popcorn at a ball game is unnatural. i want a hot dog. ❜

❛ what's a hot dog? ❜

❛ i think that's great. ❜

❛ you think that's great? ❜

❛ what's important is how you feel about it. ❜

❛ i like what you do. ❜

❛ you wanna clean that up when you're finished praying to it? ❜

❛ you can't leave me behind! ❜

❛ you don't know what you're going to find. ❜

❛ that's why i can't take you. ❜

❛ you wouldn't be here if it wasn't for me. ❜

❛ fair enough. make yourself useful. ❜

❛ i think this is as far as we get. ❜

❛ you didn't bring the bolt cutters? ❜

❛ i like your spirit. ❜

❛ don't be afraid. ❜

❛ how did you find this place? ❜

❛ you had the coordinates for this facility marked on your map. where did you get them? ❜

❛ how did you find us? ❜

❛ you think you can flirt your way out of this mess? ❜

❛ i'll tell you anything you want to know. okay? ❜

❛ it's not that simple. ❜

❛ i don't know anything about you or this place. ❜

❛ you're sitting in the world's best kept secret — you don't stumble in. and you certainly don't stumble out. ❜

❛ please. cooperate with these people. ❜

❛ don't you know who we are? ❜

❛ we'll find a way. we always have. ❜

❛ tell me this is where you explain how you're going to save the world. ❜

❛ we're not meant to save the world... we're meant to leave it. ❜

❛ you're the best we ever had. ❜

❛ this is the mission you were trained for. ❜

❛ an hour ago, you didn't even know i was still alive. ❜

❛ we had no choice. ❜

❛ something brought you here. ❜

❛ they chose you. ❜

❛ how long would i be gone? ❜

❛ get out there and save them. ❜

❛ where does it lead? ❜

❛ someone placed it there. ❜

❛ whoever they are, they appear to be looking out for us. ❜

❛ it came along right as we needed it. ❜

❛ so if we find a new home, what then? ❜

❛ we just give up on the people here? ❜

❛ almost? you're asking me to hang everything on an almost? ❜

❛ i'm asking you to trust me. ❜

❛ all those years of training — you never told me. ❜

❛ we can't always be open about everything, even if we want to be. ❜

❛ find us a new home. ❜

❛ you have my word. ❜

❛ go! if you're leaving, just go! ❜

❛ this world was never enough for you, was it? ❜

❛ i'm not gonna lie to you — heading out there is what i feel i was born to do and it excites me. ❜

❛ don't trust the right thing done for the wrong reason. ❜

❛ the 'why' of a thing? that's the foundation. ❜

❛ next year ain't gonna save us. nor the one after. ❜

❛ this world's a treasure. but she's been telling us to leave for a while now. ❜

❛ mankind was born on earth. it was never meant to die here. ❜

❛ you have to talk to me. ❜

❛ i have to fix this before i go. ❜

❛ once we're parents, we're just the ghosts of our children's futures. ❜

❛ you said ghosts don't exist. ❜

❛ you don't believe me?! ❜

❛ i'm coming back. ❜

❛ one for you. one for me. ❜

❛ when i get back we'll compare. ❜

❛ you and me. imagine that... ❜

❛ you have no idea when you're coming back. ❜

❛ don't make me leave like this. ❜

❛ i love you. forever. and i'm coming back. ❜

❛ look after our place, you hear? ❜

❛ its hard. leaving everything. ❜

❛ we're going to spend a lot of time together... ❜

❛ we should learn to talk. ❜

❛ just trying to be honest. ❜

❛ maybe you don't need to be that honest. ❜

❛ absolute honesty isn't always the most diplomatic, or safe form of communication with emotional beings. ❜

❛ we'll be waiting when you get back. ❜

❛ do not go gentle into that good night. ❜

❛ rage, rage against the dying of the light. ❜

[devilsrecreation]

trick or treat!!! /np, nf again!... if i'm allowed to do this twice?

I don’t see any reason why you’re NOT allowed to do it twice!

Spinny, you know my hc where Nduli finally calls Kiburi out on every bad thing he’s done? Well….

Something inside Nduli’s brain snapped the moment those words came out. His claws dug into the ground, a snarl escaping from his mouth as his eyes narrowed. All the negative thoughts that were once spiraling deep inside his brain suddenly jumped out all at once.

“That’s it!”

The rest of his float turned towards Nduli shocked of his unexpected tone.

“I’ve had it with you and your attitude! Ever since this morning, you’ve been so mean to everyone! Whenever any of us do something wrong, you’re just so cold! I’d get it if it were still the Dry Season cuz it makes us moody, but it’s over! Now, you’re just tearing us down for no reason!”

Kiburi scoffed, “Maybe I wouldn’t be if you actually did something right!”

“And that’s another thing! You’re being too hard on everyone lately! We’re all trying really hard to make you happy, but it’s NEVER good enough!” Nduli’s voice softened into a more concerned tone, “And you’re hard on yourself, too! Like you don’t stop sparring until you’re about to pass out and it ain’t good for you! Whatever’s going on, you can tell us!”

“I told you, stop worrying about me.” Kiburi replied, firmly, “Why do you always have to be on my back all the time?!”

“Why do you always have to push everyone away when they’re just trying to be there for you?!”

Absolute silence.

It was like all of Africa had stopped moving around them. Any sounds of their environment had now quieted down. No one spoke a word, not even Tamka—the most talkative one of the float. He and Neema merely exchanged glances, not daring to even breathe. Wakali cowered a bit but kept her eyes locked on her father and uncle. Kiburi had reared his head back, while the rest of his body was frozen. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out. Nduli continued,

“First it was Makuu, then your own sister, and now you’re doing it to us! All we want to do is support you when you need it the most! Because that’s what friends do, they care about each other! But no, all you ever do is push away anybody who wants to help! Whenever we try to talk to you, you just say you’re fine and you wanna be left alone! But you’re not fine and we know it! You don’t even wanna hang out with us anymore, not even when you have nothin’ to do! You’re always saying that you’re tired or you don’t feel like it or you wanna be alone. It’s always about YOU and what YOU want, but you don’t even think about any of us anymore!” Nduli took a step towards Kiburi. “YOU didn’t listen to Makuu when we woke up in the Dry Season, YOU challenged Makuu to a mashindano cuz YOU didn’t like the new watering hole we got! YOU wanted us to take down Simba and YOU got us banished from the Pridelands! Just admit it, everything that happened that day was YOUR fault! We had a good home and everything except you blew it cuz you don’t care about anyone but yourself!”

Nduli was left breathing heavily by the end of his rant. His eyes now seemed to be a bit misty, but still glaring daggers at his leader. Kiburi could only blink in disbelief with his mouth slightly agape. Things were quiet again until Nduli eventually caught his breath and spoke again,

“You can find your own way home, Kiburi. I’m done…”

[dlyansworld]

Why do you hate me?

Pairing:Y/n and Matt Sturniolo

Summary: Matt and you are enemies, but for some reason he’s been a little more tolerant to you lately. He’s in his room, and you’re hanging out with Nick and Chris in the living room. They go out, and you get bored.

Warnings:None just fluff

Hi my name is Nikki this is my first story i’ve ever written so i don’t even know if this is good or not but if anyone reads this and thinks it’s shit please tell me but don’t be rude.I hope y’all like this💕

I’ve been hanging out with Nick and Chris for a while and they decided they were gonna go out. It was weird though because I don't talk to Matt and they kinda just left me here.

I got bored so why not go to Matt’s room. I knocked on his door 3 times before entering, I finally opened the door after no answer then I was met with.

“Get out,” he says with an attitude and looks back down at his phone. “Why am I bored Matt, your brothers left and I'm all alone now?” I say with a smile.

“I don't care if my problem gets out,” she doesn’t even look back at me. “oh ok” I was kinda hurt but I'm used to it. When is he ever nice I laugh at myself. but what I didn’t know was that he noticed that I was upset by his words.

He pauses for a moment and notices you’re upset. “Are you upset?..” “No it’s whatever” he sighs “Now I feel bad you don’t have to leave” he has a look in his eyes but I can’t quite read it.

“Can I ask you something tho” “What is it?” he looks confused because I’ve never asked him something. I mean we haven’t had a conversation this long and this civil before.

“Why do you hate me? I mean I've tried to be nice. '' I just flat out said that I didn’t think I was gonna ask it. “I don’t hate you you’re just annoying”

“bruh” but that’s not what I said because that would be odd but that’s what I just felt after he said that you know sometimes we just have that moment when we just wanna say that.

“ok I mean I can be but why do I make you annoyed” he sighs and puts his phone down “I don’t know I just get irritated when you’re around"

“stop avoiding my question” I get confused why can't he just answer the damn question. “I’m not avoiding it, you just “annoy” me, your voice is irritating, the way you act, everything” he responds, that word again annoying I can't be that annoying, but I'm quite hurt I don't know why I just am so I say this. “wow ok fuck you im out” 

he sighs and lays his head on the table “I’m an idiot” “yea I know” I say still standing at the doorway he pauses “Wait, are you still there?” “I was waiting for you to stop me. He asked why I was waiting.” He doesn't say anything for a bit, and I start getting nervous.

“Can we start over? I don’t think you’re that annoying, I think I’m just irritated in general” I finally decided to spit out the truth since he still didn't get it “Matt can I tell you something” *welp I get go back to* a whisper I heard. Ok he's not responding, spit it out, stop being a baby.

“I’ve liked you for a very long time and it made me so upset when you never saw, I mean I was giving you a hint after I hit and you never saw it and I’ve tried to be so nice and all I’ve ever got was you being rude so that's the truth. but I think I should just gonna go now”

he becomes silent after I say all of that “Are you serious? You like me?” he stops me from leaving with his words “yes Matt I always have” he’s speechless for a moment “Well I feel like an idiot right now Sorry for being a jerk to you” he becomes more quiet but.

“it’s ok I should go now” As I'm walking out the door he stops me and grabs my hand, and if I'm being real right now it feels like a movie. “Can I ask you something real quick?” “Yeah?”

He pauses for a moment and looks at her “I Well” he pauses for a second, alright can he just spit it out now I think? “I like you too But I never thought you would like me” 

I was very surprised by his answer and didn't believe him so I said “You have?” he hesitated for a moment before he leaned forward and held her hands. He’s so close, only an inch from her lips

He kisses her, their lips touching. The kiss is gentle and soft. He pulls back a few seconds later. “Does that answer your question?” I lean back in for more. And with that, the brothers burst through the door. “What the fuck” Nick and Chris say at the same time.

Ok that was my first story ever and I really hope you guys like it, if you think its bad please don't be rude but gives me tips I would love to hear on how I can improve, Love Nikki

[hazelhearts]

We'll Be Alright

Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

summary: love takes time, especially when the person you love hurts you in the worst way possible

content/warnings: suicidal thoughts, depressive thoughts, miscommunication trope, wandavision, heartbreak

note/request: ahh my first wanda fic! it's been a long time coming. i put so much of myself into this one so I hope you guys love it as much as I do. warning, it hurts bad.

word count: 2.1k words

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Staying behind on missions had been a pretty normal thing for you over the past couple of weeks. You could listen to the dumb reasons Tony talked about for hours and hours every day, but the simpler thought is that he's an ass.

Usually Wanda would insist on staying back with you, but she didn't say a word this time. You assumed it was because of Vision. Things have gotten pretty tense between them the past couple of days, and sadly it wasn't the bad kind of tense.

Anyone with eyes could see that Wanda was gorgeous. But beyond that she was kind, compassionate, independent, and knew what she wanted. Not many people could say that these days. Especially not the clump of metal that's been trying to win her over.

Loving Wanda was honestly one of the worst things you could have ever done for yourself. She's been an emotional rock since Pietro, barely letting anyone in. You had only recently broken down some of the barriers, able to convince her to hang out with you. Most of the time it was just sitting silently in each others presence, but that was enough for you.

As the thoughts continued to run through your head, your phone suddenly rang. It took a couple of rings to really gain your attention, but the caller ID made you pick up so fast that it didn't really matter.

"Wanda?"

"Hey Y/N, um Tony wanted me to tell you to make sure that you washed the dishes. Something about how you kept skipping your assigned days?" The joy of talking to Wanda was always dulled by the mention of stick up his ass Stark. Sure you'd skipped a couple of days, but Thor loved doing them! He said that they didn't have to do it in Asgard and that it was one of his favorite mortal pastimes.

"Yeah, tell the asshole that they'll be done. But not because he wants me to, because I wanna eat dinner at some point tonight and the man doesn't touch a dirty dish." Wanda's laugh made the annoying remark worth it, the image of her smile making you grin like an idiot.

"Okay well that's all. See you later." She hung up before you could get out another word. Damn, so much for trying to be smooth Y/N.

----------

The team returned about two hours later, minimal injuries across the board. Wanda seemed to be the worse off. If you looked really closely, you could see a slight limp.

"Wanda-"

"C'mon, let's patch you up." If you weren't in front of the entire team, you'd crush that tin man into a cube and ship him to the nearest manufacturing facility.

Wanda and Vision walked into her room, practically staring into each other's souls. You were disgusted by the pda, that's all. Right?

"Stark, what's on the menu tonight?" Steve received a glare that was probably supposed to be intimidating but ended up making him look constipated.

"Whatever I put on the table. Now scram, or no one gets fed." You had never seen so many full-grown adults run out of a room at the same time.

You stopped in front of Wanda's room hoping the asshole of a robot was gone. For once, your wish was granted.

"Wands?" You lightly knocked on the door frame to keep from startling her. She nodded her head at you, as distant as ever.

"Wanna watch a movie? I picked out a few I thought you'd like." You knew there was too much hope in your voice but you couldn't help it. Since the titanium twat waffle showed up, you barely ever had a moment alone with Wanda.

"I'm sorry Y/N. Vision and I were actually going to do something tonight. Maybe some other time?" You forced the smile to stay on your face, refusing to show her any negative emotions.

"Oh yeah, sure. Another time." You walked out without another word, debating on asking Tony to deactivate the thorn in your side before you did it yourself.

----------

You began to feel immune to the passing of days as you and Wands drifted further and further apart. Every second she wasn't on a mission was spent with Vision. Your heart broke more every day, if that was even possible.

The rest of the team had started to notice your absence. Even when you were with them physically, you were somewhere else. They knew that asking Wanda to read your mind was out of the question. You had clarified that the first time the idea was spoken. Since then, they've all worried in silence. Even shithead Stark was starting to worry about you.

The team (minus you, Wanda, and Vision) got together and put it to a vote. Who would be the one to check on you? None of them really wanted to since emotions were not their strong suit, but it had to be done. The vote ended in a tie between Nat and Steve. Steve, being the only one brave enough to actually do it, knocked on your door a few minutes later.

"Y/N? It's Steve. Can I come in?" No response.

"Y/N, give me some sign that you're alive." Nothing, yet again.

"Alright, I'm coming in." Steve opened the door and there you were, staring out the window.

There were dark bags under your eyes, dried tears splattered across your face, and a haze over your eyes that Steve hadn't ever seen before. Your clothes looked like they hadn't been washed in weeks, as they probably hadn't. Your room was surprisingly clean, seeming as if no one had lived in it for quite a long time. It was true, since what you were doing wasn't really living.

"Y/N..." He knelt down next to the chair you were in, looking out the window. He knew you probably didn't want to talk, but you had to. No one had heard a single word come out of your mouth in months. Not even Wanda.

"Y/N/N, talk to me kid. I'm worried, Nat's worried, we're all worried. You haven't said a word in months, you barely eat, and you barely ever leave this room. I need you to talk to me." Your head turned towards Steve, absent look still present behind your eyes.

"Do you ever feel like the universe is plotting against you? Like, every time you find happiness, it comes in and squashes it?" Your voice was completely monotone apart from the scratch that showed just how unused it was.

"Kid, I should have been dead ages ago. I lost the woman I loved, the life I was living, and my best friend in what felt like a month to me. So yeah, I understand." Your head turned back to the window, but your eyes slowly focused more on the area around you.

"I'm just tired, Steve. I'm so damn tired. I'm tired of hurting, I'm tired of thinking, and honestly I think I'm even tired of living. Everything hurts." Steve's hand came up to rub your back, giving you the slightest bit of comfort.

"Well, let's wake you up. I know that there's no automatic remedy, but we can try can't we? How about you start with a nice shower, brushing your teeth, and changing out of these nasty clothes?" Your hand found Steve's on the armrest of the chair, giving it a light squeeze.

"Are you saying I stink Rogers?" You both let out a laugh, his much stronger than yours, but still a laugh. The first laugh you'd had in months. It felt good.

"God yes. You smell like a sewer. Now, go." Steve laughed as he left the room, and you got out of the chair.

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"Y/N/N! We missed you!" Thor practically ran to you and scooped you up into a hug, cutting off all of your oxygen.

"Can't- breathe. Thor, o-oxygen!"

"Shit! Sorry tiny." He finally let you go, your face slowly gaining back color. You smiled, really smiled.

"I might be tiny but that doesn't mean I can't beat the shit out of you blondie!" Everyone laughed, happy to have a bit of the old Y/N back, no matter how little.

"I made breakfast!" Tony came around in his signature Kiss the Cook apron, a huge plate on pancakes holding on for dear life.

"God, you read my mind." You and the rest of the team rushed to the table, excited as ever to scarf down every bit of food within reach.

One thing you did happen to notice was Wanda. She sat next to you, as far away from Vision as possible. You dismissed it, trying not to get your hopes up as it didn't work out well at all last time.

You practically inhaled the food, finishing three plates in record time. You even beat Thor's personal record, pissing him off more than ever.

You saw Wanda approach you out of the corner of your eye, keeping your head facing down towards the sink. You were sure that these dishes had never been as thoroughly scrubbed as they were right then.

"Y/N? Can we talk?" You risked looking up at her, seeing only sadness behind those beautiful emerald eyes you loved. The sight made you want to throw up.

"Yeah sure, we can go to my room." You put the final dish away, leading Wanda towards your room and shutting the door behind you.

"Okay, what's up?" Before you could even fully turn around, Wanda collapsed into your arms. You grabbed onto her as tightly as you could, holding her as close to you as you could manage.

"I missed you. God, I missed you so much. I read your thoughts, I know you asked me not to, but I had to! You were never around and I was worried! I saw everything, everything about me." You were definitely going to puke.

"Oh god Wanda. You were never supposed to see that." You averted your eyes, unable to look at the woman you loved. You couldn't face her rejection when you were just starting to pick yourself back up.

"Y/N, look at me, please." She put her finger under your chin, raising your head enough to look into her eyes.

"I love you, I should have said it sooner. I just- I thought you could never feel the same way. You were always so fun and amazing, I never thought you'd want me. So, I went to Vision, trying to get over you. But it didn't work! I can't stop thinking about you, and I think you can't stop thinking about me either." The words you always wanted to hear were finally spoken to you, and all you felt was dread.

"Wanda, of course I still think about you. I can't help it. But I'm not in the place for a relationship right now. I just started trying to get myself back together. I just started recovering from the first time you broke me. I can't put myself through that again yet. No matter how much I love you, I need to love me for a while." Wanda slowly nodded her head, averting her eyes this time.

"It's not a no, it's a give me time. I don't wanna make you wait, but I can't do it. I love you Wanda, so much, and knowing you feel the same way about me? I'm over the moon. But I need time, time to gather all these thoughts I'm having and pull myself together." You grabbed Wanda's hand, giving it a comforting squeeze.

"I understand. I'm happy you're taking care of yourself." She smiled at you. You could tell it was forced, but you appreciated the effort.

"Do you think we can be friends, y'know, until you're ready?" You smiled right back at Wanda, yours much more sincere than hers.

"I would want nothing more. But, I do have one request."

"What might that be?" Wanda smirked, making you even more confident in what you were about to do.

"This." You kissed her. You poured every bit of love and care you had for her into the kiss, expressing all the words you couldn't say with the movements of your tongue and lips. Wanda kissed back just as passionately, love nearly drowning you.

You both knew that it would take time. You needed to heal, and Wanda did too. You'd both been through a lot, emotionally and mentally. But, until you got your happy ending, you could have her by your side supporting you in the same way she used to. That would be enough, for now.

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[bruce--yamada]

“ The seasons. ”

This includes - Finbin/Rinney

Pt one / ??

"Earth to Robin Arellano? Hello? Can we please get back to studying? I don't want to fail this semester because you are fantasizing about your boyfriend" Robin looked at him and sighed. "He's not my boyfriend, Griffin, and I'm not fantasizing about him.. That's weird. He's my best friend! He's just, always on my mind during winter time. Like, how his freckles disappear because of the snow, or the fact his hair gets a bit lighter."

Robin ranted a bit, the only reason he likes winter was because of Finney, it was Finney's favorite season! Robin wouldn't like it if it wasn't for Finney. he definitely preferred the heat over the cold.

Robin let out a long dramatic sigh. "Do you think he'll ever notice that I've been in love with him?" Griffin gripped his book, it was borderline close to breaking. "Can you stop fucking going back and forth? Do you like him or do you just see him as a best friend? Holy fucking hell man, I mean. Vance Hopper was able to admit that he liked someone. JUST FUCKING SAY YOU LIKE HIM." A rip came from the page. Griffin let out a long dramatic sigh. "I need to go get a new book. You think about your crush and what you're going to do about it."

Griffin got up and went to go get a new book, Robin watched him and sighed. He knew Griffin was right, he was always going back and forth. "I don't love Finney, he's my best friend." "I'm utterly in love with him." He knew that had to be annoying to their group.

As Robin thought about things, Billy sat down across from him. "Where's Grif?" He looked down at the ripped book. "Oh, did you upset him? God, he needs to work on his angry issues. Or stop hanging around Vance.." Robin looked at him. "Definitely upset the kid." "You were talking about Finney again, right?" Robin nodded, he was ashamed. He talked about Finney a lot.

"Seriously Robin, you need to tell him how you feel. I mean, how much longer do you think you have until he realizes? Or moves on." He mumbled that last bit. Finney and Robin were always talking about each other to the group, everyone knew they had a thing for each other.

"I don't know Billy. I just worry that maybe he won't feel the same about me, and I know you guys say he does, but I've made it so obvious that I like him! I'm just starting to think he doesn't." Billy was starting to get upset now. "Listen, the amount of times he has talked about you to the rest of the group is absolutely insane. He's in love with you and you're in love with him. So fucking figure it out."

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"Hey Finn." Robin smiled as he wrapped an arm around the curly haired boys shoulder. "What's happenin'?" It was always the same. "Hey Finn, what's happening?" "Oh you know, keepin' on keepin' on." "Good. How about you?" "Oh god Finn, are you gonna kill me today? Please- Whatever I did, it wasn't my fault, it was probably Vance's fault!" Finney nudged him with his elbow and Robin dramatically moved with the bump. "Shut up smartass. I'm not gonna kill you, yet." Robin raised his hands.

"Yet? Mi Amor, I swear. You don't have to kill me, I don't piss you off that much." Finney looked at him, he went red a bit. "Mi Amor? What does that mean?" He knew exactly what it meant, he was in Spanish two. "O-Oh, uh. It means best friend. Yeah." Robin went red and scratched the back of his neck. Finney nodded. "Uh huh."

"Uh, so um Finn. Wanna go like, I dunno.. Walk around in the snow later? Hang out 'n shit." He kicked some dirt and rocks on the pathway as they walked. "Sure mi amor." Robin stopped a bit as he froze, he couldn't stop the smile that appeared on his face. He went a bit red. "Okay- Uh- Y-Yeah." He struggled to say anything.

"See you then, Robin." He smiles as he slipped into his class. Robin was left standing there, his stupid grin and his ever growing red face.

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"He called me, mi Amor." Robin said with his stupid smile. Vance glared at him. "What did you tell him it meant?" Robin blinked and sighed, his smile going away. "Best friend.." Vance let out a loud laugh, Griffin glared at Vance before looking at Robin. "He's in Spanish two, you know?"

Robin felt his heart drop out of his chest. "WHAT." He yelled. "Yep, you fucking dumbass. I thought you knew everything about him dickwad." Vance added. Robin stared down at the table, how could he forget? He did know he was in Spanish, he just forgot. "Dumb fucking puta." He slumped down, letting his head drop onto the table with a loud thump.

He put his arms over his head. "I can never look at him again. I've failed, I'm supposed to know everything about him.. How stupid am I..?" Vance looked at Griffin then Robin. "Shut up, he said it back. Take it as a win dumbshit." Griffin slapped the back of Vance's head. "Shut up, damn. Robin, it'll be fine. You'll live."

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Tehe PT 2 WHEN I FEEL LIKE IT !

[myleftnut-06]

Homesick

Chapter five

Paring: Lee Everett x oc

Warnings: canon events

I want you for worse or for better, I will wait for ever and ever

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Pip watched as Clem kicked a soccer ball around with Duck, a gentle smile on her face as the two kicked it back and forth.

Duck began kicking it running away with it and not letting Clem catch the ball. Clem had a frown on her face "hey! You're not playing fair!" She pouted.

"It's not my fault you don't know how to play soccer right!" Duck defended himself now picking up the ball. Clem glared "you don't know how to teach right!"

Katjaa sighed and decided to try and stop them from fighting "Ducky! What did we say about not playing fair?" She questioned the boy.

Duck groaned "whatever! I don't even want to play anymore!" He grumbled dropping the ball walking back over to Katjaa.

Pip sighed "lil lady, come here, why don't we color for a bit?" She asked the little girl who kept her pout as she nodded and walked over to her.

Soon Lilly stood up from her chair on top of the RV pointing a gun at the woods. A whistle escaped her lips causing everyone to get down.

Just then Lee's voice boomed through "get the gates open! We've got wounded!" He shouted.

Lilly lowered her gun "shit. What the hell are they doing?!" She growled.

Everyone ran over "Lee are you okay?" Clem asked. Lee gave her a curt nod and Katjaa furrowed her brows "get him into the truck, I'll see what I can do"

Kenny looked at her "Kat, can you fix him?" He asked quickly. Katjaa shook her head "Jesus Ken! I don't know!"

Lilly sort of cut her off "Lee! Lee!" She shouted aggressively. Lee looked at her and she spoke up again "what the hell?! You can't just be bringing new people here! What are you thinking?!" She continued.

"Hey! You wanna calm down for a fuckin minute?" Kenny snapped.

Larry spoke up "what's your-" Lilly cut him off "no! I don't! I want to know why you thought bringing more mouths to feed was a good idea?!"

"I thought we could save his life! I'm the one who took his leg, that makes me responsible" Lee replied.

Larry glared "well that was a stupid thing to do" he hissed. Lilly shook her head "we are NOT responsible for every struggling survivor we come across! WE have to focus on OUR group! Right here. Right NOW!" She finished.

Carley spoke up "well hang on! We haven't even talked to these people yet! Maybe they CAN be helpful" she suggested.

"Come on, Lilly. These are people? People trying to survive just like us. We've got to stick together to survive!" Mark tried to reason with her.

Lilly shook her head "the only reason you're here is because you had food. Enough for ALL of us. But that food is almost gone, we've maybe a week's worth left and I don't suppose you guys are carrying any groceries are you?!"

"No..." the new teenager, Ben, mumbled out looking at the floor. Mark shook his head "fine. You guys fight it out, then. Welcome to the family, kid" he scoffed walking away from everyone.

Clem looked up at Ben "come over here and see what I drew" she said grabbing onto his sleeve. Ben frowned "what? No, I-" he started and Clem grabbed onto his pinky finger "just come on, okay?..."

Kenny glared at Lilly "you know, you like to think you are the leader of this little group, but we can make our own goddamn decisions! This isn't your own personal dictatorship!"

"Oh come on. You're being dramatic! Everything always turns into a power struggle between you two. I'm not gonna be a part of that!" Carley shouted before walking away.

Leaving Pip, Kenny, Lilly and Lee, Larry standing nearby. Lilly glared back at Kenny "hey, I didn't ask to lead this group! Everyone was happy to have me distributing the food when there was enough to go around! Now that it's running out suddenly I'm a goddamn nazi!"

"Kenny's right" Pip said looking at Lilly and Lee nodded.

(?) they all noticed Pip and Lee side with Kenny.

"Yeah, you're in charge of the food, and the schedules but you're NOT in charge of people's lives" Lee said adding onto Pip's words.

Lilly put a hand on her hip "really?!"

"You weren't there. Lee made a choice. End of story" Kenny said before walking away. Pip sighed "I'm gonna go check up on Clem" she announced to the two leaving Lee and Lilly to talk.

(?) only five food items for eleven hungry people.

Pip looked at Clem "whatcha drawing, lil lady?" The woman asked looking down at the piece of paper on the floor.

"A tiger!" The little girl cheered happily holding it up. Pip chuckled "you're quite the artist! My, I forgot to ask earlier, where's your hat?"

Clem patted her own head "I set it down somewhere, but now it's gone, can you help me find it?" She asked. Pip nodded "I'll tell you if I find it"

Lee walked over "how's it going you two?" Lee asked. Pip smiled "we're okay, Lee"

Lee looked at Clem's head "where's your hat?" He asked. Clem frowned "Pip asked the same thing, I don't know...can you help me and her find it?" She asked.

Lee nodded "sure. When did you loose?" He asked. Clem thought "I had it a couple days ago..." she said. Lee nodded "I promise if we find it, we'll let you know" he said bringing Pip into his words.

"Thank you..." Clem mumbled still sad about loosing her hat.

"You two need to eat something" Lee said, he took out two apple half's handing them to Pip and Clem. Clem gasped "I love apples. Thank you"

Pip nodded "we appreciate it...are there more?"

"No. Those are the last ones" Lee replied. Clem looked down "oh uhm..." she mumbled. Lee smiled "enjoy. You two deserve it" he said to the two.

(?) Lee took care of Clementine.

(?) Lee chose to feed Pip.

Pip and Clem began eating their food, both eating very small bites. Nibbling if you will. Moments passed and a loud scream from Katjaa erupted through the motor inn.

A gunshot runs through and there stood Carley "you okay?..." she asked and Lee weakly nodded. Pip ran over just as Ben was defending himself.

"What!? Wait...you all don't know?" Ben asked looking at the group. Kenny glared "what the hell are you talking about?"

Ben frowned "it's not the bite that does it! You come back no matter how you die. If you don't destroy the brain, that's just what happens. It's going to happen ALL of us" he explained.

"We're all infected? Everyone?" Lee asked in a light scared tone. Ben shrugged "I-I guess so. I don't know...all I know is that I've seen people turn who I KNOW were never bitten"

"When I first saw it happen, we were all hiding out in a gym and everybody thought we were finally safe. But one of the girls, Jenny Pitcher I think. I guess she couldn't take it. She took some pills. A lot of them. Someone went into the girls' room the next morning and...God..." Ben finished.

"BACK OFF!" Carley's voice boomed through the inn. Everyone turned seeing two men "woah, lady, relax! Me and my brother, we...we just want to know if y'all can help us out"

"I said back off!" Carley shouted again and Pip set a hand on her shoulder "Carley..." she said trying to get her sister to calm down.

"Are you armed?" Pip called out to the two and the shorter one spoke up "yeah...for protection...dead could be anywhere"

The taller one looked at her "but, uh, I think you've got the upper hand here" he smiled. Carley glared "why do you need gas?"

The short one spoke again "our place is protected by an electric fence. Generators provide the electricity..." he explained. The tall one nodded "our generators run on gas. Look, we own a dairy farm a few miles up the road. If y'all be willing to lower your guns, we can talk about some kind of trade" he suggested.

"How are y'all doing on food? We got plenty at the dairy" the short one said. Lilly looked at Lee "Lee, why don't you and Mark check the place out, see if it's legit"

"I'm going with you. I got your back if anything seems fishy" Carley spoke up smiling at her sister. The tall one looked at them "so what are y'all thinking?" He asked.

"You've got a deal. We'll bring SOME gas to your dairy. In exchange, you give us some food to bring back. We'll see how it goes from there" Lee replied.

(?) Lee decided everyone should go.

The tall one nodded "sounds fair. A couple of gallons should power one of our generators for a while"

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Pip's eyes widened lightly seeing Marks shoulder "what the fuck happened?" She asked. Clem looked up at her "swear" she lightly tugged on her sleeve. Pip looked down at the little girl "sorry" she whispered quickly.

Mark groaned "yeah. I'm fine. I should just...pull it out..." he said. Another new lady, Brenda, shook her head "oh no, honey, c'mon, Brenda's got you. C'mon inside now, we'll have you all sorted out"

Brenda, Mark and Katjaa made their way inside and Larry looked at Lee. "What kind of shit is this?" He said angrily.

"We ran into some people on the way up here...bandits I guess. I think it was them that attacked us" Lee explained to him.

The tall one, Andy, spoke "they gave us a bunch of problems in the beginning, killed a bunch of our farmhands. We were able to get 'em to stop by makin' a deal" he explained.

Kenny glared "you KNEW about these people" he asked his tone laced with anger. The short one, Danny, looked at him "food for protection. Not like we had much of a choice, but they did stop hasslin' us"

Larry growled "god dammit! Carley said this place was locked up tight!!" He grumbled. Lee sighed "maybe it isn't as safe here as we thought" he said.

"We're story! We've never had them screw with us like this! Not since we started givin' 'em food! Listen, we may have had an agreement with those people, but we will NOT stand for this shit!" Andy stated. Danny glared at the floor "ain't no way we're letting those sons o' bitches get away with this!"

Kenny glared again "you know where these assholes are?" He asked. Danny shrugged "they're hard to pin down but I think I know where at least ONE of their camps are. When you're ready to go scope out that bandit camp, come find us" he said.

The two walked away "this is just...wild" Pip said watching them, Pip walked over to Lee "you're okay though, right? No bites, any wounds?" She tilted her head.

Lee chuckled at her concern "unless you count scraping your knee as a wound, I'm okay" he said.

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A/n: it’s been 15 days I need to be more consistent💀, I need to write Carley and Pip interacting more like...they're sisters...idk...hope you enjoyed!

[groggygrimalkin]

TW SA and Abuse,long heavy personal post

I guess I'm in a sappy mood so I'll talk about why Homestuck means so much to me. For a year I've kinda wanted to make a video about it, and maybe I will, but for now I just wanna talk abt it. I'm not tagging this as hs but serious trigger tag ahead please tell me if you want to tag this as anything

Okay so I got into Homestuck around 2011, I was being pretty heavily abused by my grandma and mom and also neglected by them which is a very weird ass combo, but a story about someone playing a game and having such close friends appealed to me (I also thought Homestuck was an anime before finding the comic and would look up like "Homestuck episode 1" and get mad when I couldnt find it lmao). Now keep in mind I was a child so like media literacy wasn't my strong suit but I still retained and understood a good ammount of stuff mainly about characters. Anyways as a child naturally does I started talking about it with all of my friends and tried to get them into it, and one friend got REALLY into it. The best I can describe it is like that episode of the Cuphead show where Mugman likes piano and Cuphead gets into it and immediately overshadows him. But I was still happy to have someone to talk about it with. My favorite characters at the time were Meulin, Nepeta, and Damara and I would happily talk about them, but the person would shit on me for liking Meulin claiming she was a bad person and constantly pointing out all her flaws, it annoyed me because they're favourite characters had TONS of flaws they didn't acknowledge but for some reason me loving Meulin was the worst thing ever. I also loved the Midnight Crew and later to my chagrin they did too. I kept reading as updates came out and soon Homestuck became their entire thing, I remember going over their house because at a certain point they were my only friend and they talked to me about Homestuck like I didn't introduce them to it. But yknow, okay, whatever. We would ship our ocs with Canon characters and pretend to be characters and stuff, pretty standard until one day they came over my house and insisted on being Dualscar. They wrote a fic about him doing it with one of my ocs and I was just kinda happy for the attention. Anyways we were rping in real life and I don't remember when, or how, but they had me pinned to the couch and were insistent I let them touch me because we were role-playing and they were Dualscar. Now I've always lowkey been ace, especially in my younger years, so I was pretty uncomfortable, and even if I wasnt asexual someone having you pinned down insisting on touching you when you're not consenting isnt a fun time. Anyways they did stuff like this a few times more in various places and would get mad when I said no to their advances. But for some reason I kept hanging out with them. They were gross and rude and pushy but the only friend I had. I remember them basically assigning me Diamonds Droog kin which I didn't care because I liked Droog(still do) and would pretend to be Slick and suprise suprise would try and molest me. I began to get bitter towards Homestuck, something I once loved was being used against me in one of the worst ways possible. It was a weird time because I would just begrudgingly read the updates I once loved. Anyways when I was 15 they molested me again and it was the worst one, like I wouldn't let my family members hug me for years type of bad. I remember the exact video I was watching when it happened, Game grumps playing Silent Hills PT. I couldn't watch that video for years after. I also remember them showing me really fucked up porn between characters and when I asked like "Hey isn't that weird?" They did the ol' "Ugh it's just fictional!!" Sheit. Anyways at a certain point Homestuck was just ruined for me. I finished it just to say I did and when people asked me if I liked it I would lie and say I didn't. Thankfully I broke it off with them after nine fucking years of knowing eachother. For years I continued to say I dislike homestuck until I got like 22...I stumbled upon Hiveswap and it was funny all of the troll and Alternia facts I could remember, I was hesitant at first and was still like "Ugh but I don't REALLY like it!!" And then I saw....Them....

It was a weird feeling accepting that "Yep I like Homestuck I've been lying to myself for years" and I bought friendsim. I was hooked emmediately. It was like a flood of love I had for homestuck when I started in 2011 all came rushing back, the person who hurt me didn't matter, all that mattered is that I was enjoying it again. Tbh like alot of stuff from my first read was sort of still in my mind, so I stuck to watching recap videos and reading segments I couldnt remember and holy shit there was so much I missed as a child. And then I got Hiveswap and BAM I'm hooked even more, and then

AND THEN...

I rewatched and re-read the first intermission...

And it was set in stone that I'm a Homestuck at heart. It was like walking into a bar I hadn't been to in years and all of my old friends were there to welcome me, I was enjoying something again that used to bring me so much comfort before it was ruined for me, but it didn't have to be anymore. I think I sobbed when I realized that. It feels nice to enjoy something that for years was soured for me.

Uh yeah that's why homestucka and hiveswap means so much to me. Opening this blog has been an amazing way for me to get into the fandom which I never have before. I'll probably be an old man talking about leprechauns and trolls but I'll be happy.

[la0hu]

ohhhhh my god now i'm angry. they don't even have the grace to confront me about how they want to throw this friendship away? they wanna just run away from the situation and pat themselves on the back for it? that's how little they care? because if they actually gave a shit, i really believe they would fucking call me up pissed, or leave me a wall of text of accusations, or confront me in person. they didn't care enough to fucking engage? to attempt any communication before washing their hands of me?

and now i'm gonna be a bitch because who fucking cares: this is why they don't have friends! ALRIGHT

because they hate meeting strangers, and more often than not they were always so incredibly judgmental of strangers or my friends/housemates if they weren't the stock semi-nerdy twenty-something straight girl who probably went to Harvard and did premed, and they're so passive aggressive when they actually do have a problem with you, i always felt like i had to second guess whether something i just said or did bothered them for whatever reason. and they were so cliquey, and so bad at including new people into the conversation. they honestly didn't have casual friends, and if they did, they talked mad shit behind their back. i honestly felt like they talked about me behind my back all the time, and sometimes to my face too. emma is pretentious, emma is flaky, emma acts like she's too cool for us, emma has a drinking problem (literally THEY were the ones who blacked out and would day drink while i would have three drinks max every time we hung out).

and they always wanted to hang out at least every other weekend, usually every weekend, sometimes multiple times in one weekend. and if i ever felt exhausted by this, it was because i'm the flaky, uncommitted friend, not because i actually have other shit going on in my life, other friends to hang out with, not because i'm fucking bored of going to each other's places only to drink soju and watch kpop music videos again, all while they make fun of what i want to watch.

and i tried to reshape my expectations around this, i told myself they're just shy, they don't like meeting new people, they don't like parties. all the talking about me behind my back and to my face is just them being honest, and not meant maliciously, and i would protest sometimes (and they would always shut me down as if i were insane to believe otherwise). and maybe i should've told them sooner that our weekly schedule was too much, but also, i DID pull back when i needed to, and i told them ahead of time when i wouldn't be able to make dinner, and this past few months i told them what happened and how i've been feeling terrible and how i probably wouldn't text in the groupchat as much.

i fucking tried because i had fun with them. i thought we could keep going and adjust the friendship as we went, and fix the parts that weren't working.

maybe my actual problem is not being a terrible friend or whatever. my actual problem is i never am the one to abandon a friendship first, even if it's quite toxic and fucked up and dysfunctional. i don't want to be the one to end things, because i always feel like it's my fault things aren't working. i should stay and fix what i ruined; i don't have the right to walk away.

but reading back over this, i can't help but feel like these friendships are over. they've been over. and it's probably better for me if they are.

[ducknotinarow]

Ramble about: 2k3 Raph! Uuhm gimmeanything uwu soft preferably but anything uwu

|Send me the name of one of my Muses you want to learn more about, and I’ll ramble about them.

This turned into random soft head cannons XD

To this day Raphael still visits Mrs. Morrison, He visits with her pretty often at least twice a month at most? about eight times a month. He still helps to make sure she can afford the place she lives when ever the opportunity arises.

Its not like a secret but he also doesn't announce it either. Everyone is used to Raph dipping out on his after all they just don't know hes off having tea with this old women.

Usually only Casey knows that's where he is, past has shown it's good for someone to at least know where they are.

shes basically grandma to him, Raphael has told her all about his brothers and father and even Casey. She always asking if Casey or him have popped the question yet. And likely would like to meet Casey as well to congratulate them.

Speaking of Raphael's stays he is in contact with Tyle as well. The kid he ran into and helped out.

Because the kids mom was in bad with the mafia though, Raphael found a way to help them move. Likely roped Casey into being the moving man well he hid around to make sure they got out fine.

Every so often Raph gets a letter from them (uses Casey Address) and will write back as well.

Even after his and Yvoones falling out because she lives out on the docks a place he often goes too

Raph actually kept suspicious peps away from her home set up if they were sniffing around there. He may been mad at her for a time but didn't mean he wouldn't look out for her

Course that means Caseys around to help in case there a bit to many low lifes around.

Yeah Raphael has let Casey know about all of this stuff he dose, Raph can't help it when he dose manage to feel close to someone he can't really help but still look out for them.

surprisingly Raphael is very open with Casey but all of this is thanks to Casey in Raph's mind.

I had him state it in reply before but to Raphael Casey is just a great guy who looks out for others. And Casey makes Raph wanna be better especially since the whole city wide gang war. Where Raph was acting selfish and didn't want to be involved in the mess.

In that Casey has influenced Raph to being more open to looking out for others.

Which is fitting seeing how Casey was Raphael's very first stray

Raphael and Casey may have a hard time with the more emotion bits of things but Casey is someone Raph has shown vulnerability to often. Because Casey seems to know best how to talk to Raph, usually he can understand why he's upset about something and instead of reducing him to the hot head he listens.

Raphael isn't much a talker but he will listen to Casey. Either to clam down, when offered to hang out together or when being made to see he might be in the wrong. (07 roof top scene) Casey if he wants can also talk to Raph about whatever and Raph listens to every word.

As a tot another of his favorite games was pirates. Mostly he used to be a butt to Donnie and say he was gonna catch all the mermaid. meaning he try and take their doll it was a game of course but I'm sure Donnie didn't always like it.

The reason he likes the docks so much is because those times he just went to the surface with Splinter they had to hide away there once. Wanting to keep is son clam Splinter acted as if they were simply watching the boats there, and now its where he likes to be when he needs that extra bit of clam. He loves the ocean uwu hint hint

He used to play the villain a lot for Mikey's games of super hero that I'm sure all his brothers got roped into.

Raphael was taught how to knit by his dad in hopes it help him relax. Raph dosen't do it often but he has made stuff for people like a scarf for Splinter, on for Casey. He acts like he can't do it but i'm sure his brothers knows come winter they gonna find some hats or whatever else in thier rooms waiting for them. Just dont directly mention it to Raph hell deny it.

[causenessus]

hi ness!! how are u doing <3 i feel like we havent been able to like talk talk in a while 😭 im soooo happy its a weekend! i hope you're getting lots of rest today!! i unfortunately got pulled into watching a movie with some friends ughwhwhsh BUT!! IT WAS CORALINE SO IM NOT COMPLAINING I LOVED THE MOVIE HATED THE GATHERING

IM GONNA GIVE U A RUNDOWN ON ONE OF THESE PEOPLE. so basically!! ive been friends w her since 7th grade, and since then the dynamic in our friendship has shifted a bunch bc we've moved from friend group to friend group and whatnot so our friendship has changed over time.. and we dont even go to the same hs now so theres that too 😭 and she plays the victim card on me a bunch whenever i talk to her about something she's doing that bothers me like omf. really particular about what she wants and throws fits when she doesnt get it so its always lovely going out w her!! shes done a bunch to me but im NOT getting into that or this will be the longest thing ive ever sent you😓 also not the most pleasant thing to be reading so ill keep it to myself LMAOAOAO

BUT ANYWAY I BOUGHT THE MOVIE TICKETS FOR ME AND THE REST OF THE GROUP AND ALL WAS WELL and i told em i wanted to have middle seat bc my eyes are god awful so i told them i was gonna sit there THE NIGHT BEFORE‼️‼️‼️ but then when we got to the theater i put down my stuff and headed to the bathroom... and when i came back she was staring at my chair and was like "can i sit there?" LIKE HAVENT WE DISCUSSED THIS PLEASE I NEED THIS CHAIR IM PARTIALLY BLIND but i moved bc i didnt wanna look like i was bitching about it in front of my other friend so like ugjejsjalxnz cool!!! but the movie was good ofc i live laugh love coraline omg

TELL ME ABOUT YOUR DAYY!! what have you been up to?? IM SORRY i literally never ask and i feel like i only just now realized 😭 please excuse me for that

HELLO SAV!!! AA I MISSED YOU TODAY </3 i'm so happy it's the weekend too!! when i tell you 😭 i was like doing things around the house just now and i was thinking about how tired i was and couldn't remember what day it was and then i was like "OH THANK GOD TOMORROW IS SUNDAY" bc like!! one more day before we have to go back to suffering 😔😔 i hope your weekend has been good though!! and it's so good to hear from you <33 AND I TOTALLY GET HATING THE GATHERING LMAOOO I WAS SUPPOSED TO HAVE A MOVIE NIGHT WITH MY FRIENDS ON FRIDAY BUT LUCKILY IT GOT CANCELLED <3 AND AT LEAST U WATCHED CORALINE!! i love coraline so so much <3

PLEASE?? THE FRIEND YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT?? if u ever need to rant about this friend i will totally listen!! and she sounds like she sucks lowkey 😭 MAYBE HIGHKEY i just don't want to be rude but like!!! i'm glad you guys don't go to the same high school anymore bc she does not sound like a pleasure to be around!! and i hope maybe you can stop hanging out with her if possible?? esp if you guys have moved through multiple friend groups together...well maybe it's time for you guys to split 😃😃 (I HOPE THAT'S OKAY TO SAY I'M SORRY SHE JUST DOES NOT SOUND NICE </3 PEOPLE WHO VICTIMIZE THEMSELVES ARE ALWAYS SO DRAINING AND TIRING and esp if she's just not fixing anything you're talking to her about!! that's not good!! so i will totally listen if you ever want to talk about it!!)

ALSO ESPECIALLY?????? IF YOU PAID FOR ALL OF YOUR GUYS' TICKETS???????? YOU SHOULD DEF HAVE THE RIGHT TO CHOOSE WHERE YOU SIT OMG PLUS YOU DISCUSSED IT THE DAY BEFORE PLUS YOU HAD A LITERAL REASON TO SIT THERE?? get this girl out i'm sorry but nvm she sounds like she HIGHKEY SUCKS and if i was there with u i totally would have supported you!! i'm glad the movie was good <3 and it's so cool that they were playing it again in theatres!!

and my day was okay!! definitely never worry about asking about mine or anything 😭 i really don't care bc i never have anything interesting going on in my life!! i love to hear from you though so tell me whatever you want!! i just worked after cranking out tonics intros and it was SUPER busy ughh like the moment i was off the clock i was RUNNING OUT THE DOOR. LITERALLY. I RAN THROUGH THE PARKING LOT PRACTICALLY SOBBING IN RELIEF THAT I WAS DONE but that's about all!! i hope you had a good day and that you're taking care of yourself sav <33

[the-kneesbees]

this is the 1st half of my thoughts, i'm working my way through the back half now-

Tulsa '67 - wasn't expecting Ponyboy's voice to be so freaking strong, I like the softness to the background music, feels very floaty and story telling, gets very upbeat and jazzy sometimes, I kinda dig it, JOHNNY MY LORD, the ending was sooooooo good

Grease Got A Hold - why was the intro kinda sexy- I feel like Dallas would never ever do this, but I appreciate the voice he's got, the acronym and rapping??? hello????? okay cool kids- STOP AND SMELL THE MOTOR OIL, two is as always my baby boy, i feel like i'm being hunted down by a grease monster

Runs in the Family - ohhhhh the darry feels, loveeeee the beat on this one, very eldest child syndrome, i feel like i will definitely be learning the words and singing along to this one in the future, his voice is so damn smooth I just wanna sit on a wooden box and snap along to the tune

Great Expectations - the FEELS at the beginning, i'm very sad, ponyboy always assumes he's the main character and yet i will listen to whatever he sings because i'm floored by their voices, i like how it builds up at the end, it's very dramatic, very very very breaking the fourth wall vibes

Friday at the Drive-In - HOLY SHIT WE'RE GETTING INTO IT NOW, i was soooo into the beginning and it's very very vibey, great way to set the scene, I can practically see the whole set up in my mind

I Could Talk to You All Night - hate the love song vibe. hate it. cherry has a stellar voice (they all do) but i don't like the way i can feel the crush-y vibes bleeding from the song. maybe this dislike comes mainly from my dislike of cherry. who knows.

Runs In The Family (Reprise) - damnnnnn the beat at the beginning. down on my knees once more for darry's voice. am sat. love the banter between sodapop and dare, love that the whole song is darry snapping back. in love. one of my favorites, hands down easily, love the way the beat gets stronger as they fight and fight and fight. THE SLAP.

Far Away From Tulsa - once again, we are main character moment-ing but his voice is so damn silky i don't even mind. very floaty, i like how mellow it is. johnny sounds very kid-like here, but this feels odd to me, the whole song feels odd, and we of course bring back dickens, much drama. many feels.

Run Run Brother - oh my god- oh my god- this really makes pony's voice shines, i love the desperation, the quick pace would probably make it a nightmare, but i love the pacing, in LOVE with the way it brings in the other songs, the vibe is very rushed and spooky and swirling and overwhelmed and i dig it

WOOO

Tulsa '67- I KNOWWW his voice is so beautiful NOT what i was expecting for some reason - very good opening song

Grease Got a Hold- I def agree that dally wouldnt act like this- i feel like hes quite different in the musical than in the book and movie, but its not necessarily a BAD thing, and plus we all have different interpretations of the character etc etc. i do really love the actor though hes got a nice voice. ALSO about the acronym thing youre so real for that i love it so much. two is also a real cutie <3

Runs in the Family- I LOVE HIS VOICE SO FREAKING MUCH STOP- literally every word he sings is like holy gospel to me i dont even care im so okay with being entirely annoying about it. i also fully agree w you as an eldest child myself- felt this one in my soul fr

Great Expectations - real good song but not my fav actually? i do love the part where he talks about everyone else too yk. i do really appreciate he emotion the actor puts into it though i mean he really has me hanging on every word

I Could Talk to You All Night - yeah definitely a bit too lovey dovey- i do like it as a song though yk? like its a good song on its own. and i also thought it was a bit weird how cherry spoke to pony? like the whole 'i never thoight i see hope in your eyes' and the thing about assuming he didnt read? that was really strange to me and definitely NOT how i interpret cherrys character (love her sm though) and i totally agree they all have phenominal voices theyre a really amazing and talented group of actors/singers/whatever

Runs In The Family (Reprise)- literally just exactly what you said- this is probably my favorite in the whole album, and the slap is SO FUCKING FUNNY for some reason lmao

Far Away From Tulsa - yeah this one definitely captures pony in that scene- he was being kind of a drama queen in that bit where he was crying to johnny lol but we still love him. ALSO i dont even really ship pony and johnny (like ig i kind of do but its not something i really care about much) but WHAT were those boys on about in this one. with their feather bed and shit oml-

Run Run Brother - once again, you said my words exactly- this song is PERFECT for what its about and their VOICES ohmyGOD