#like there's no way she wouldn't spend a good 80% of her time in the crossroads or in arlathan... (she should've been a veiljumper !)

[bemorch]

Morning sea breeze

[frankcastiglione]

too good to be true

a jake ‘hangman’ seresin x shy!reader fic

warnings: alcohol mention; self confidence issue mention; slight innuendo if you squint; she/her pronouns used; no use of y/n

word count: 2.6k

summary: a handsome pilot has been making eyes at you all night - and you can't even begin to wrap your head around it. you wouldn't know what to say - but you better make it quick - he's on his way over!

a/n: thank you for the love on my previous fic! hope yall enjoy this one! jake's been living rent free in my head!

You didn’t want to go, but you couldn’t say no to your friend. She needed your support on this one. It’s her cousins’ birthday. Her cousin that she has a very strained relationship with. She hopes coming to this party at the Hard Deck might be a sign of good faith. You weren’t holding your breath; you didn’t exactly care for her cousin either. Another reason you didn’t want to go.

The good thing about this though – besides getting to spend time with a good friend – was admiring the view. The Hard Deck is a Navy bar. It’s full of naval officers and aviators, especially on the weekends.

80’s classic rock plays overhead and as the night goes on you decide you’re glad you came after all. The dimly lit atmosphere is comfortable, full of earth tones and Navy memorabilia. You and your friend quietly watch, from a distance, a handful of pilots playing pool. There’s one in particular that catches your attention. All the pilots in the place look handsome – you think that must be a requirement for joining the Navy. But this one – the tall blond one – stands out.

You made eye contact once, and quickly shifted your gaze. You saw him smirk a little and that sent butterflies into your tummy. You meekly sip your drink and dare to look back at him. You watch him walk around the pool table, looking for his next shot to take. He’s deliberate in all his actions. Confidence is in his movements as he lines up his shot. His gaze flicks up to you and gives you a little wink – making his shot without looking at the table.

Your friend elbows you in the side giggling, “He’s totally into you!”

“You think so?” you feel your face warm and take another drink to diffuse the tension. “He can’t be,” you shrug her off.

“No, I really think he is,” she squeals. “He’s coming over here.”

Your heart stops when you look over at him again. His eyes are on you as he hands his pool cue to his friend. The motion is swift and precise. Something about him not looking to pass it over while he looked at you sent electricity down to your toes.

“What do I do?” you hiss to your friend, watching him walk towards you. His smile grows and you couldn’t help but match it.

“Hi ladies,” that perfect smile is thick on his voice when he reaches your group. The birthday girl makes her way over to him. She’s quick to make her presence known. It burns you inside watching her. You admit you’re jealous of her boldness, and how she makes heads turn. That’s never been you.

“What can we do for you sir? Did you come over to wish me Happy Birthday?” she asks him, batting her eyelashes and touching his bicep.

You can’t watch her flirt with him, knowing that she can have whoever she wants in this place. You were silly to think he was interested in you. Makes the quick moment of butterflies turn into a pang of disappointment in your stomach. You take another sip of your drink and try to tune her out. Staring at the damp ring left on the table from your drink doesn’t help quite like you wish it would. You look up to see him give her a good-natured smile.

Then his eyes cut over to you while he answers her question. “Actually, I came to talk to that one-“ and he points to you.

“Me?” you look around as if he were somehow pointing to someone else.

“Yes ma’am,” he smiles and walks closer to where you’re sitting. “Can I buy you a drink?”

Your friend all but pushes you out of your seat to go towards him. And when you step forward, you get a good strong whiff of his cologne.

“Hi,” he smiles. You smile sheepishly at him. You know the other girls are watching every moment of this, but you don’t notice them at all. The room could be on fire, and you wouldn’t know. Though the heat from his gaze is so hot you think the room might actually be on fire. “Can I buy you a drink?” he asks again when you don’t answer.

You’re gawking. You didn’t mean to but he’s so handsome, especially up close. The “yeah!” that comes out of your mouth is very eager and you want to bury your head in the sand outside the bar. But he seems to love watching you get flustered.

He offers you his arm and your face warms putting your hand in the crook of his elbow. Your fingers touch the warm, taut skin over his bicep, and you can’t believe this is happening right now.

“Happy Birthday,” he tells the birthday girl again brushing past her. You wanted to turn around so badly to see the look on her face, but you were focusing too hard on not tripping over your own feet.

The handsome pilot guides you towards the bar asking, “what are you drinking?” His eyes flick down to your hand still clinging to his bicep. Maybe it’s just your imagination that he flexes it for you before you shyly let go. Your cheeks warm telling him your drink order. His face is so close, and you’re hypnotized. His eyes on you sends a thrill to your heart and anxiety to your stomach. His mouth is so sexy you can’t help but linger on it. You panic knowing you aren’t subtle, and he can see you looking at his mouth.

Doesn’t seem to stop his smile from growing.

He knows.

He repeats your drink order to the bartender, and you feel a lurch in your stomach. The bar seems louder than before, and you feel a little clammy. He turns from ordering and puts his hand on your lower back.

“What’s your name darlin’?” he asks with a gentle smile. You barely hear or register his question because you tell him at the same time you need to use the ladies room. His smile is easy, despite the look of concern in his eyes. Do you really look that nervous?

Your dash to the bathroom is a blur. Passing rowdy patrons and feeling like you might lose the contents of your stomach right there on the bar floor.

Making a beeline for the sink once you’re in the bathroom, you grab some paper towels. Wetting them you pat your face and the back of your neck. You feel silly, but this has never happened to you before. No one like him has given you the looks he’s giving you. You know you could tell him you’re a little nervous, but what if he only likes really confident women? What if that’s a turn off? What if he expects you to put out? That makes you panic even more. How do you tell him you don’t do this kind of thing? Even the thought of kissing him makes your head spin.

Then you look in the mirror. You notice every flaw and your self confidence that was pretty high a minute ago plummets. You can’t go back out there to him.

So, you don’t. Tears stain your cheeks as you duck out of the bar without a word to him. Your heart is pounding as you leave, and you already feel regret. But your anxiety is winning. You can’t go back in there NOW after it’s been so long and you’re crying.

You don’t even tell your friend that you leave until you are at home. You know she would make you go back in there and talk to the hottest guy in there. The one who wanted to buy you a drink.

The one that you don’t even know his name.

You start to cry harder. What if you never see him again? Maybe that would be better? You feel bad for leaving so quickly without telling him. And you don’t know if you could face him again.

So, you text your friend through your very conflicted emotional tears. Her answer is full of typos and doesn’t make much sense. She’s drunk. You’ll talk to her about this tomorrow.

You get ready for bed, and you don’t even know what you’re doing. You’re on autopilot. Pilot. Oh yeah. Pilot. You scream into your pillow and cry until you give yourself a headache. Maybe you’re being ridiculous. Maybe you should have just accepted that he did want to talk to you instead of letting your own self doubt get in the way. And then you ruined it. You left that no name handsome pilot standing there with your drink wondering where you went. Thinking he did something wrong.

That’s when you decide you’ll go to the bar again tomorrow night. He’s got to be in there on a Saturday, right?

You barely sleep, and the whole rest of the day your stomach is in knots. The only question on your mind is what if he’s not there? What if he’s not there and you ruined your chance. You’re not sure if he’s looking for a relationship or a hook-up. But you’d like to find out! What if he is someone you start to date? That’s how people meet right?

You think about his mouth again. His handsome smile. The shape of his mouth. How badly you wonder what it’s like to kiss those lips. He’s gotta be a good kisser.

Most of your day is spent agonizing over these questions. You talk to your friend a LOT about this. She comes over and helps you pick out an outfit and she agrees to go with you tonight. That way you won’t have to go alone, and she can hype you up.

Thrill and panic are fighting a war in your belly. Your heart has been racing. Ice is pumping into your veins while you get ready. You’re wearing a simple black dress – it’s the most flattering to your figure. And you spend longer than you think you ever have on your makeup and hair.

“You’re gonna knock him off his feet when you show up looking like that to apologize,” your friend smiles looking at you over your shoulder in the mirror. It’s only right then before you’re about to head out the door that you don’t even know what you’re going to say to him.

You don’t live far from the bar, and you’d rather just go on ahead than sit at home to wait even more.

Music and the sound of patrons talking and laughing inside spills outside. There’s a breeze blowing on you before you walk in and you’re grateful for the fresh air before stepping through the entrance.

The place is busy tonight as you expected, but it doesn’t take you long to spot him. He’s by his buddies at the dartboard. He must have scored because he gives his buddy a high five and a couple other guys cheer.

“There he is come on,” your friend grabs your elbow and tugs you in his direction. Your knees shake and your heart is pounding. What are you going to say? You have about 30 seconds to figure it out.

With your heart in your throat, you step closer, he still hasn’t seen you. But one of his buddies does.

“Hangman,” one of them hits your handsome stranger on the arm and nods in your direction. He turns to look over his shoulder and when he realizes it’s you – that big grin splits his face. He turns further and steps closer into your space.

“Left me hangin’ last night,” he comments taking a sip of his beer. Someone behind him chuckles at the pun from his callsign.

“I’m sorry about that. I panicked. You make me so nervous,” you’re saying all this before your brain can catch up. You faintly heard one of the guys make a little “oooOOooOO” noise, and Hangman smacks his friend on the chest with the back of his hand. You don’t miss the look of pride in Hangman’s eyes at your comment despite him not wanting his friends to tease you.

“Me?” he teases playfully and gets even closer. You can smell the mint on his breath from the gum in his mouth. “Come on,” he clicks his tongue a little and nods his head in a direction away from the guys.

He puts his hand on your lower back – last night it sent you into a panic – but this time you let him. You like how it feels. His touch is very light, and he gently guides you to a quieter corner of the bar.

“I really am sorry,” you start back up again. “Nothing like this has ever happened to me before, and-“

His eyebrows raise, he wants you to finish what you were going to say. He enjoys the flustered look on your face and the way your pupils dilate before he gives you relief.

“I know, your friend told me. Showed me your texts. Particularly liked the one about how I was the ‘most handsome man you’d ever seen.’” He gives you a little wink.

You weren’t sure if you were going to kill your friend or if you owed her your life now.

Then he said your name, you can only assume he saw on the text messages from last night. “I didn’t mean to make you nervous, even though it’s cute as hell.”

“I was just surprised that you came up to me. You could have anyone you want in here.” You motion with your hand around the place.

“Maybe I don’t just want anyone. I wanted the adorable girl who checked me out all night and was too shy to come say anything. Got in my head, made me damn crazy.”

“Really?” you whisper smiling up at him.

“Adorable,” he smiles.

“I thought about you all night when I left. I was so mad at myself, but I didn’t know what to say.”

“All night?” he smirks and your face warms. You might be embarrassed as his insinuations if you didn’t love how much he was looking at you. “I thought about you too.” He takes a swig of his beer, and now you really feel your skin get hot wondering if he means what you think he does.

“I was worried I startled you. Then your friend showed me what you said. I don’t think she was fully aware of what she was doing,” he laughs, “she told me all of it before I could say a word. But I’m glad she told me to come back tonight.”

“I’m glad too,” you smile reach up to fiddle with his uniform shirt sleeve. “Did she really show you all of them though?” you whine a little. “Even the kiss one?”

“Even the kiss one,” he confirms with another dangerous smirk. He puts his hand on the wall behind you, effectively trapping you between the wall behind you and the wall of muscle in front of you.

“Something about wanting to kiss this sexy mouth?” he teases. You hang your head with an exasperated groan. “Hey,” he lifts your chin with his finger. “I’ll kiss you,” he’s whispering now. His lips are so close to yours and you couldn’t form a coherent thought if you tried. All you know is how good he smells and how loud your heart is pounding in your ears.

“If?” you whisper back – your mouths almost touching.

 “If you agree to go out on a date with me tomorrow,” His grin is so sly, and you are enjoying every moment.

“Yes,” your whisper is barely audible, but it’s enough.

Enough for him to close the very small gap between your lips. His hand cradling the back of your head now holding you to him. You whimper in his mouth and when he pulls back you gasp softly.

“I don’t even know your name,” you smile up at him.

“Jake,” he whispers against your lips before kissing you again.

[crispyanonart]

I gotta ask... what do you think timeskip!Abby is up to these days? She still talking to her boys? Wannabe goth or maybe she mellowed out? Witchy bisexual disaster? Cat lady? I'm curious to hear your thoughts on how she fits into the mix (or not) :D

Thank you for the ask 🖤 aaand there you go, future Abigail!

+ one more little brick to be added to the sdv timeskip cinematic universe lol

Abby, my princess, my babygirl, I fear she's not physically capable of mellowing out. If anything I imagine her growing even bolder and more into her interests once she moves out! And she would be the coolest 40-something years old you've ever met, getting more tattoos, dressing however she wants, truly healing her inner teen.

Regarding her job I actually had a bit of an internal struggle: I could totally picture her hosting a true crime/supernatural/conspiracy theories podcast, or even a YouTube channel where she goes vlogging in haunted homes (& the vibe would be close to whatever Garrett Watts is doing, which I love) BUT in my personal vision I like to imagine that current SDV takes place around the late 80s (I know it's not accurate to the canon but idc), and in this case the whole content creation thing wouldn't add up, so the alternative is her being a radio host! I imagine a late night radio program where she entertains listeners with spooky stories, curious facts, and some good music too. This said, I myself am not always faithful to this timeline so pick your favorite - Podcaster/Blogger Abby or Radio host Abby. Either way, she's a great story teller!

And lastly - she's definitely still friends with Sam and Sebastian, even if their band shenanigans are a thing of the past. Especially because in my timeskip headcanon Abigail and Maru are married, so technically now they are family eheh // and imagine the implications!! lol holiday dinner with Pierre, Kent and Demetrius at the same table 💀💀💀 the guys and the gals would definitely prefer to spend family time just among themselves as couples/siblings and their own kids. On this topic: Abby and Maru also have a daughter! And while Abby is definitely not the more responsible parent in the couple, she always makes sure that her little girl feels supported and free to be unapologetically herself ✨

[screamqueenmacher]

It's A Scream: DILF Edition (Stu Macher x Reader x Billy Loomis)

Posted a link previously but here we are. 18+ minors DNI!! Explicit smut lies ahead (double penetration, daddy kink)

Stu Macher met your mother a few months after you'd graduated high school. If you were honest? You wished you had been able to meet him first. You didn't mind the age gap, even finding it pretty hot. 

Stu Macher married your mother when you were old enough to drink, at least. Because you wanted to drown yourself in booze now that you knew he was more than officially off the table. The one good thing to come out of it though? 

Billy Loomis. Stu's best friend, and best man. He spent a lot of time around your mom's house, where you still lived. But, you never made a move. You were too worried about the possible rejection, the judgment. 

Until the night of the wedding. You were all but sloshed, and loose lips sink ships. Boy, did you sink your ship. Or at least, so you thought. The gods had mercy on you, and the next thing you knew, you were making out with Billy in a supply closet at the wedding venue. It was perfect, until someone walked in on you. That someone?

Stu Macher. Your new stepfather, who was shoving at Billy's shoulder. You thought he was upset because it was his best friend and his stepdaughter, but no. He was mad that Billy broke a pact. A pact not to make a move on you, because he couldn't make a move on you. 

That night, the night your mom married Stu Macher, you finally got to find out what it was like to kiss both of the older men. And you dreamed about it for weeks. Of course, you'd never tell your mom what happened. 

Or what happened after that. You'd never tell her about the time Stu ate you out for the first time, or when you gave Billy a blow job for the first time. Or when either of them fucked you for the first time. Especially not when they fucked you together for the first time. No, you'd keep that to yourself.

You felt bad for what you were doing to your mother's marriage, but you were pretty sure you were in love with these older men, so you just…couldn't care. She didn't suspect anything, anyway. Like now. She'd left on a business trip, leaving you alone in the house with her husband. Your stepfather. 

You were sitting on the couch, watching some B-Horror movie, when you heard the door open. Stu was laughing loudly at, what you were sure, a joke he made, and you could imagine the scoff and head shake from Billy. You fidgeted a little with the hem of your dress, but otherwise tried to remain calm. There was always the possibility that they wouldn't be interested in spending time with you. 

“Oooo, whatcha watchin'?” Stu was leaning over the back of the couch, his chin resting on your shoulder but his eyes watching the television. 

“Some slasher from the 80s.” You would've shrugged if it wouldn't have moved his head as well. “It's entertaining enough.”

“I bet I know something even more entertaining.” You tried not to blush, feeling the grin against your neck before his lips pressed a kiss to your skin. Before you could enjoy it, he was pulling back, righting himself before walking around the couch in front of you. Billy joined him, both men blocking your view of the television now. 

“You look cute. Were you a good girl?” You blushed deeply, knowing exactly what Billy was referring to.

“Yes, sir.”

“Show us.” 

You swallowed hard before turning around, kneeling on the couch cushions. You bent at the waist, your ass sticking out slightly. Flipping up the skirt of your dress, you revealed your bare ass, and the sparkly jewel that decorated your buttplug.

“Thatta girl.” You peeked over your shoulder, watching both men look at you hungrily. You swayed your hips slightly, hoping to entice them. It earned you a swat to your thigh from Billy, making you whine.

“Don't push your luck.” He scolded, but there was a sexy smirk tugging at his lips. “Stu-”

“Way ahead of you, man.” The taller of the two was already undoing his belt and jeans, freeing his already hard cock. He took a seat next to you on the couch, pulling you so you straddled his lap. His teeth nipped at your throat, distracting you momentarily. Until Billy was tugging on the plug. 

“Been thinking about this all week.” His voice was low. You moaned when the plug popped out of you, and it landed on the couch next to you. Your skin was flushed, pussy starting to drip in anticipation for what was to come. 

“Come on, baby doll. Take daddy's cock.” Stu breathed against your skin, one of his hands wrapped around his cock, rubbing it along your folds. Finally, he let it slip slightly into you, and you sank yourself down onto him immediately. You both moaned as your pussy stretched around him.

“How did we get so lucky to find the most perfect little whore?” You heard the click of a cap to a bottle of lube, and Billy's voice was much closer to you now. You felt him prodding at your ass. This was exactly why you were wearing the plug, to get yourself ready for him. You didn't mind the way he talked about you, honestly getting more turned on by it. 

“Ask myself that every day.” Stu nipped at your jaw, thrusting up into you. You whined, pulling a chuckle from both men. 

“Are you ready for my cock, sweet thing?” The dark haired man pushed just the head of his length into you, stopping despite your whimper of protest. “Use your words.”

“Yes, sir, please!” You pushed back, more of him sliding into you. You'd never get over the burn of him filling your ass, or the unbelievable fullness of having them both seated inside of you. Your breath hitched for a moment as they both let you get used to the feeling. 

“Beg.” You didn't need him to elaborate. 

“Please, daddy, please fuck my pussy. I need you both, please, sir. Please, please fuck my ass.” You whined, your voice breathy with need and want. 

“Good girl.” Billy praised, and both men started moving. 

As one pushed in, the other pulled out, and vice versa. They had this magical quality about them, where they were in such perfect tune with each other that you were never left empty or wanting. Their rhythm was deep and perfect in every delicious way imaginable. You were a moaning mess between them in mere moments. 

“That's it. Take what we give you.” Billy had a habit of talking dirty to you, and it never ceased to make your ears burn with embarrassment, but you'd never change it. “You love having your stepdad's dick in your tight little cunt. Say it.”

“I love it!” You cried, gasping as Stu sucked a hickey into your skin. That was dangerous, but you loved the thrill that accompanied the risk. 

“Daddy's perfect pussy.” The blonde groaned against your skin, his hips jolting into yours.

“Gonna fill you with our cum. You like that?” Billy's teeth tugged at your ear, and he snaked a hand down to rub circles on your clit. You couldn't speak, instead nodding your head with as much enthusiasm as possible. “Such a whore, letting your stepdad and his friend cum inside you.”

“Yes!” You were, and you knew that, and you didn't mind him reminding you. It was, unfortunately, extremely hot to be called a whore by Billy Loomis. He rubbed your clit more harshly, and your eyes rolled back in your head, your jaw dropped. “Pleasepleasepleaseplease!”

“Cum for daddy.” Stu kissed you as you fell apart. Your whole body shook, your fingers clenched in the shoulders of his shirt. Your vision was swimming, and you had to remind yourself how to breathe. 

They both continued to pound into you, not caring about anything but reaching their own peaks. Stu fell over the edge first, releasing hot ropes inside your pussy. Billy wasn't far behind, pushing as far into your ass as he could before he too spurt into you. Desperate pants for breath were the only sounds to fill the air. You could die right here and you'd be happy.

[austinslounge]

The Gerbers are also more connected than people think. Laura Dern is a producer for Palm Royale, Kaia knew Kate Hudson who she worked on with Shell (her dad knew Kate since she was younger), Kaia auditioned with her mom for American Horror Story... maybe there not as connected as Zoes but they have family friends in the industry who are willing to put Kaia in projects just bcuz theyve know her. For her American Horror Story audition she auditioned with her mom which Ryan Murphy saw and labeled "the best audition" but so many AHS fans have labeled her as one of the worst actors from the show lol. She knew using her mom as her scene partner she would have a leg up (no matter if she denies it or not). I dont really care about nepobabies using their parents for roles as long as the admit their priviledge and actually are a good actor. For many, Kaia is not a good actor.

I agree, the Gerbers are definitely pretty well-connected. George Clooney is Rande's business partner for goodness sakes. So yea, I wouldn't underestimate them.

Also, nobody can convince me that she and her team haven't been the ones behind some of these crazy nasty rumors and allegations that Austin has been getting thrown his way since the Kaustin breakup.

While I will not blame every negative rumor on her and her "team" (obviously, the media is also at fault and is just looking for clicks🙄), some of these rumors sound like something that has been straight up made up out of thin air simply to make him look bad in this breakup. Because tell me, how on earth is Austin getting the "Leo/Party boy" and "cheating" allegation rumors, when he's been doing nothing but minding his business, spending time traveling and being with friends, when she's the one who was all up on other men, getting cozy, sitting on laps, all while they were still supposedly dating (to the public anyway), and she still comes up looking like an angel?

Coincidence? I think not! 🤨

Anyway, I don't really like talking about her on my blog anymore (I feel like it's useless and a downer, tbh), but since you brought this up, I figured I would respond.

I don't understand the comparisons at all. Zoe is nothing like her. Lenny has even stated that Zoe pursued acting on her own. They didn't push her into it. And while her mom may have been an actress in the 80s and 90s, she isn't really a huge figure in 2025 and hasn't done much work in recent years.

They may have some similarities by being Nepobabies, but that's where the similarities end imo. If you just watch each of their interviews, you will immediately see the difference. That's all I'll say about that lol.

[sessakag]

Now all I can think about is Prey!Papa-Naruto because it would be the wildest funniest thing ever! Poor Hinata is probably trying to make sure her kids grow up to be good morally upstanding people and Naruto is just….Yeah 😬. Funnily enough this Naruto probably wouldn’t have as much of a contentious relationship with Boruto because there’s no way he’s putting work above spending time how he wants 😭. And as a Kawaki hater I’m pleased to say I don’t see this Naruto being altruistic enough to take in some random abused kid so really we’ve got my ideal version of the Uzumaki family 🫢. Anyway, I bet parent-teacher conferences and kiddy playdates and birthday parties are gonna be fun times 🤣. Speaking of bday parties happy early birthday! I hope it’ll be a fun one.

Daddy Prey!Naruto is the funniest thing ever, lol.

For sure, Naruto would spend time with his little mini-me. Who would stop him?

I feel like Boruto would be very aware that his father is a homicidal nutjob and spend his time trying to keep innocents out of harms way, but he does it in ways that are just as bad as his father, because of course, the apple doesn't fall that far from the tree, and that he has this huge blind spot to when his own inner crazy is starting to show, lol. And of course, mess with his mom or baby sister, well then, you'll have a hard time telling Naruto and Boruto apart at all🤭he'd justify his violence and the bodies in his closet because Prey!Narupapa taught him that delusion is just another way to say correct, and there's nothing wrong with customizing your own reality when it's convenient. He'd also spend so much time trying to undo Hima's worst tendencies their dad is teaching her in an effort to help his mom out, but ends up making it worse by teaching her "alternative" tendencies that are just as bad but much more slicker than his father's open bluntness, which ultimately, makes Hinata's job harder, lol. Poor lady, I can see her trying to explain the situation to her crazy husband. Hinata: I'm trying to make sure the kids have a moral compass, Naruto Naruto: The fuck they need that for?

I'll be honest, I really don't know all that much about Kawaki since I don't watch the show, but his design is very cool, and the clips I've seen of him on youtube I vibe with🤭but Naruto being altruistic and adopting a poor orphan? Not fuckin likely at all, lol. Prey!Naruto wouldn't care about any kids but his own🤷🏽‍♀️so you're all set for sure, lol.

Parent-teacher conferences would be lit af😂imagine Naruto's big buff tatted up self sitting in one of those itty bitty chairs at a table lower than his knees while the teacher tries to get him to understand that it's not a good thing that his little girl is drawing her classmates with their heads somewhere other than on their shoulders🤣he would be so insulted and have a very scary diatribe about why Hima's work is "art" not a "red flag". The teacher would resign the next day by the time he was done. Omg birthdays🙈One word: Pinata. Take that as you will, lmao!

And omg, I wanna write Prey!Naruto at a PTA meeting, lmao! And you'd think Hinata was the one that dragged him to it, but NO, he'd go on his own because he's a super paranoid bastard that needs to know what is going on in his orbit and that includes his hellspawns, and if he doesn't like what he hears he'll have to retire a few folks to ensure things are being run for the benefit of his offspring😂

Hima's not doing a kiddy playdate, study date, pretend date, any date. Over somebody else's dead body would Naruto allow his baby girl to do any sorta dating🤣hell naw, and don't @ him about it. End of discussion. Why? Because Naruto knows how guys are, and considering the things he does to Hima's mother on a regular basis, he's dead set on not letting any guy near his daughter until she's at least 80 years old, if she's lucky. Teen!Hima good luck trying to date or get a boyfriend😅especially since big brother's not gonna be too keen on the idea either, lol. And thank you for the early birthday wishes!!💕

I feel like this SOL Prey!Naruto family is set in stone to be a thing at this point, lmao. I'm certainly sold on it. I won't say whether or not I plan on Hinata getting knocked up in Prey, ya'll will have to wait and find out but I definitely think this should be a full SOL fic at this point, lol. It's just too good to pass up🤭

[findafight]

i don't get why robin and eddie clocking each other is so popular. firstly i find it kind of cheap esp since it's usually a set-up for robin and/or eddie being all-knowing arbiters of lgbt knowledge while steve is clueless and dumb and not lgbt enough (despite usually being bi) to partake in this exchange as well. then it's otherwise used to establish an immediate connection between robin and eddie since they are both gay which automatically makes them besties. secondly it doesn't make much sense w what we see of either robin or eddie. like we know robin struggles w social cues and we see that that extends to sexual orientation through her interactions w vickie. also i think she is just not paying that much attention to eddie i must be honest. then w eddie he spends his time campaigning for the stancy revival while steve blatantly stares at his mouth so. i don't think he'd be good at that either. like the irony in this being so common is that steve is the person that does clock someone else on top of being consistently socially and emotionally intelligent and perceptive. idk sometimes i feel like ppl take him not clocking robin as proof he's incapable of it despite him then clocking someone later and being right, and that s3 scene fitting into the broader context of steve being lonely, insecure, and off his game for most of s3 as well as between s2 and s3. tbh missed comedy potential w steve being the one person in that trio that actually knows what's happening.

oooohg yeah i feel you anon. Not to say that all the fics that have these tropes in them are bad! it just. sometimes gets annoying? I don't want people to feel too bad about it but yes agree.

I think it really is used as a way to fast track their friendship. Truly unfortunate that it's often used to make them all knowing queer guides instead of the disaster teenage gays they are.

Robin is a small town lesbian who is only out to one singular person, she does not know anything, let alone vague little queer codes that might be happening. She wouldn't know Eddie was queer for a variety of reasons. She says herself she's not good at reading people! She's also busy worrying about if she's doing something that might out her or make people suspicious of her, so she's not analyzing other people's actions. She does not care about men that aren't Steve enough to pay enough attention to figure out if Eddie is queer or not lol. She can't even figure out if the girl she likes who likes her back is queer when her best friend is telling her. Oblivious icon! open your eyes, queen!!

Eddie had a man he deliberately broke a moment of romantic tension between his love interest by throwing a vest at his face staring at his lips and still pushed him towards said love interest. Sir. what are you doing. and once it's clear stncy isn't happening you know eddie would be like okay. why aren't you dating Robin? hmm? she's cool! and causes Steve to Suffer. (Steve was flirting with Eddie .5 seconds before he started on this please get with the program Eddie!!)

Also think it's silly that people would stereotype Eddie as Queer from how he dresses as though that's not just how a lot of people dressed? long hair was In in the 80s. Metal fashion was there. It also likely had some/a lot of ingrained homophobia in the subculture (as many things did). Sorry Eddie, but I'm pretty sure our boy Brucie did more for the gays than metallica. (Kissing Clarence Clemens Right On The Mouth Many Times On Stage thank you mr. springsteen and mr. clemens sirs.)

Steve's the only one of these three that 1) knows how to flirt 2) knows when someone is flirting with him 3) has consistently demonstrated being emotionally and socially intelligent to observe people (more than arguably anyone else in the series) and 4) has any kind of functioning gaydar. Totally agree that Steve not clocking Robin despite his gaydar is that he was way off his game, insecure, in a funk, pathetic sad meow meow era, and in a weird state of squish-or-crush on Robin, that was pushed towards crush by Dustin but slam dunked into squish by Robin coming out (does that make any sense?)

I truly, truly believe Vickie returned Fast Times paused on 53 minutes and five seconds specifically when she knew Robin and/or Steve would be the ones to rewind it. Why else would she not rewind it? when clearly they knew who had rented it and could potentially out her if they read into it? She was getting vibes from robin and knew that Steve would at least report Back to Robin (I refuse to believe the championship game was the only time stobin gossiped like they did. Vickie knows their shenanigans.) so she decided to be indirect but kinda obvious about it!! And while Robin is denying this Steve has seen the truth, he knows exactly what Vickie is doing. (would be very funny if Steve and Vickie clock each other, and then make eye contact like I know what you are. They deserve to become funky little friends while Steve is trying to get her and Robin together.)

[summerlycoris]

Right, so this is gonna be a long post about my feelings about the Escape The Pizzaplex book.

Tl;dr- it's not bad in the same ways that people were complaining about before release- but it's certainly not a good story. And I'm gonna explain why.

Basically, it's one huge idiot plot.

To break it down-

GGY is an idiot.

He has five nights to kill Cassie, or drag her diwn to the scooper. (Assuming Ryetoast's theory is correct.) Instead of just doing that- he wastes time playing with his food. Like any supervillian of the 80's and 90's cartoon block, monologing while the superhero is slowly escaping their bindings.

Except he's supposed to be smarter than that!

Like, yeah. He's an AI body-snatching a human so he's gonna make dumb mistakes. But these are dumb human mistakes. Getting cocky, and thinking you have plenty of time? Wasting time? Human failings. His failures should be different. Like assuming something that would kill an animal should kill Cassie (feeding her a bunch of chocolate and being confused it's not working, because he generatively ai'd using the info for what kills dogs instead of people, for example.)

Gregory is (also) an idiot.

Ryetoast said in his video about this book (and I believe it was intended.) That occasionally, Gregory's able to protect Cassie from GGY's attempts on her life. At that point, he apologises, and says he was just joking.

Cool. Except...

Why didn't he use those moments to, I dunno- tell her to leave and never return? That would make sense. But he never does.

'He could be like Vanessa and seemingly have no memories while he's controlled.' If that was the case, wouldn't he be acting confused when saving Cassie? Or wouldn't he be unable to save her at all?

Cassie is an idiot.

This hurts to say- and is probably the least useful criticism. But I'm including it in case it's my bias influencing me to not want to.

Cassie has a lot of opportunities to get away from Gregory. And she doesn't.

Some of which can be excused- she's a kid, she'd presumably been let down by basically everyone in her life- and so her self worth is low. Low enough where she'll put up with GGY's bullshit. Last thing I want to do is victim blame.

But during day three (before night three.), she had a perfect chance to leave. Or rather, just not go back to the pizzaplex that night. But instead, she... did go back to the pizzaplex. Hung out with Gregory, told him she didn't want to spend the night, only to be surpriaed when this boy who'd been disrespecting her boundaries escalated that disrespect, and kidnapped her.

That's nothing compaired to day five. Where she... hid in a cupboard in the pizzaplex until nighttime. Because she spent all day crying. Instead of, I don't know, going home and telling ANYONE what was going on?? Like the police, or her Dad (if hes alive?) Or a teacher, a neighbour...

Like she didn't even NEED to tell anyone if it embarrassed her- she just needed to NOT soend an entire day in a cupboard crying.

(It strains disbelief. Because, without a source of water, Cassie would've dehydrated herself crying for 12+ hours. She should have had no strength to run from the reagent, running on no food, no sleep, no water.)

Seriously? This girl was missing for THREE NIGHTS AND TWO DAYS?! Why does no one care about this little girl??

Anyway. Last, but not least.

The author(s) is an idiot.

Scott and Lyndsay don't seem to know the layout of the Pizzaplex, or understand that- humans physically have limits, on how long they can be awake without issue. There are multiple times in the book where Cassie just. Doesn't get mentioned as getting any sleep. Neither during the day, or during the night. Sure, she and Gregory emerge from 'hiding places'- that's the closest thing to implying these two rest at all, that this book offers.

As mentioned above, between the start of night four, to the end of night five, Cassie has no sleep, no food, and nothing to drink. Girlie should be starting to hallucinate, seriously- from the mix of these ailments.

And honestly? If something knocks you out for more than two minutes? You need serious medical attention. Cassie was out from that chemical spray for an entire day after night three- she shouldn't have been able to wake up after that. At the very least, her lungs probably got fucked after that. Running should have been nearly impossible.

Maybe other people could follow the scenes easier- but I've played Security Breach before, and explored it pretty fully. I wanted a nice mental map of the place, for scenes I know I'd be writing in the future.

The pizzaplex often doesn't line up. Like on night five, where Cassie can lead Reagent from Mazercise, down to the kitchens. And it's described as 'a straight shot', and its the same kitchens where she'd first faced Reagent... Its absolutely NOT a 'straight shot!' Cassie would've had to race down two seperate sets of escalators, across the atrium foodcourt, then through a level 4 security door, (or into a vent- but thats not the way she took.)

Now, there's multiple kitchens behind Salads and Sides- some of which are down an elevator. The biggest kitchen is down the elevator- and that's the most likely original kitchen she faced Reagent in, since it's the biggest kitchen in the pizzaplex, worthing of being xonsidered a 'main kitchen'. And because near THAT kitchen, is some freezer/storage rooms where the generator needed for crushing Chica is in Security Breach, and where Cassie (most likely) could hide during night three. And also because Cassie mentions some 'food machines' being off for the night- she's probably meaning the pizzabot equipment from the loading dock route.

Like. They COULD be talking about the kitchen at El Chips. Even that's not quite a straight shot- and it doesn't have any freezer ajacent rooms for Cassie to have hidden in during previous nights, anyway. (There's a fridge/freezer, but it'd be too small and full of shelves for Cassie to squish herself into it?)

They've also seemingly forgot that the Pizzaplex has elevators between the lobby and the atrium. Yes, I KNOW- the elevators were just because Steel Wool couldn't get the lobby and atrium to play nice with loading, I know. But if it was purely for gameplay, not story reasons... would it not have been a good idea to scrap the lobby elevators in Ruin? 'Cassie sandwich' was a great reference- but that would've been a better place to retcon the elevators. In a medium where people could SEE that it was different now.

Also they seem to have forgotten that Reagent canonically has staff bot wheels. Wheels. There are so many confrontations with it have it going up, and down, stairs.

If the authors can't realise the contradiction... they should try riding a segway up the stairs. Or ask anyone who uses a wheelchair.

Really, this whole book...

Makes ME feel like an idiot.

I wanted Cassie to have a good story. She had a really touching, character centric story in Ruin. And this just doesn't hit those same highs.

This concept isn't so goofy that nothing could've saved it. A few more edits, some thought put into it. This could've been salvaged.

Instead, its just disappointing. I feel like I wasted my time reading this.

I'm sorry, Cassie. You deserved peak. And what you got instead was just. A mediocre story. Not the worst story ever. But it could've been great.

Also why the fuck did Vanny not get a single moment? She could've been the one chasing Cassie instead of the Reagent, and it automatically would've made the story better because I love Vanny and I want her to be in everything ever and please Scott please stop cutting my favourite serial killer bunny girl please please please don't prove I'm right-

*gets dragged off to fnaf mind prison.*

[nogu-d-reamers]

MORE ABOUT FIO + TIMELINE EVENTS.

Here we have Fio's design before and during the events of "Comfy Fugitives."

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PAST! FIO.

Fiorella was what you might consider a typical teenager of the 2010s, a social butterfly with a strong character who wouldn't let anyone trample on her or others around her, and who would get her way if she wanted. Being part of her school's theater club and running a small business for her classmates on the weekends in case these needed to be arranged for events($50 a session and $80 if she didn't like you).

Her most notable thing was that she was the only daughter of Colonel Rinaldo Ricci, but she herself didn't know which unit she belonged to.They had a very good relationship; Rinaldo wasn't the most attentive or present father, but he always made it known that he was there for his daughter and encouraged her tastes. Part of her creativity and customization of her clothes was due to the fact that her father didn't have much knowledge or time to learn much about feminine things and gave her permission to use his old clothes to modify them as she wished. He also gave her things like chains and belts; even if they weren't very pretty, Fio made sure that they would somehow work with her outfit.

The last thing we heard about Fio before she disappeared at the hands of MECH was that she was on the phone with one of her friends about going to see a movie after 5 p.m.

Extra Data

She's Italian-American, but she's not exactly good at speaking it, although she does have a good listening and writing comprehension.

Fio was 16 at the time of her kidnapping.

She once responded to a girl who was bullying one of her friends by throwing a chair at her, and when they tried to reprimand her, she provided evidence of the bullying and the teachers' ineptitude demanding either a sanction for others or, in case of expulsion, making that information public (since then, no one has messed with her)

She is autistic.

loves to give physical contact like hugs and kisses, but is reluctant to receive them.

Despite enjoying dressing up and looking pretty, she is not popular with boys.

Her parents are divorced due to her mother's infidelity. It was such a catastrophic divorce, and her mother was so willful that Fio would rather die than see her again.

She learned to sew by spending time with her nonna.

She taught herself about makeup and fashion, as well as that not everything looks good on everyone and that "beauty" is adaptable, and that many struggle to maintain it.

She has some knowledge of cars thanks to her father, and Rinaldo had a collection of miniature cars (his favorite was a red 1950s Cadillac with white rims).

Her favorite colors are green and pink.

She loves calzones with cheese.

She loves monster movies and musicals; she doesn't really like action movies (unless there's a handsome actor to make up for the experience).

She would have liked to have become a professional stylist.

PRIME! FIO.

At the beginning of the trip, and now without so much adrenaline, she begins to suffer from severe phantom pains and episodes of post-traumatic stress disorder at various intervals. She's lucky that the robot who found her was a doctor and partially knew how to treat her.

Fio reacts to what happened to her in a very blurred way after an indeterminate amount of time; her arms and legs were connected to strange prostheses, and she was fitted with strange, heavy robot prosthetics, and who knows what other experiments she suffered. The first time she can react on her own, she does the most obvious thing: escape. She's so desperate that she ignores her fear of encountering a giant robot alien and asks for its help to escape from MECH and return home in exchange for whatever it wants.

During the trip, she ends up remembering or learning more about what happened to her as a prisoner of MECH, what kind of experiments they did on her... as part of the "Calypso project". A project that looked at how Cybertronian parts altered the human body and their compatibility, concluding that they slowed his aging to almost the same rate as a pure Cybertronian before making those modifications to Silas.And that what she thought was weeks was actually almost 20 years.

Something KO didn't allow to depress or sink her until he was sure where he could leave her. Something she had to accept as an option: when she arrived, she'd be alone, but she'd try to enjoy her time in KO's company; who also often had to become his anchor, preventing him from losing control, destroying himself, and bringing out what he was hiding.

Extra data.

KO discovered that she suffered a brief energy poisoning during the various experiments.

She doesn't know if she regrets losing her hands or her hair more (one because she truly loved being active, and the other out of morale).

She doesn't change her clothes until she realizes how bad she looks.

She sets the condition that KO not kill if possible (and when KO refuted, she used the argument "blood smells bad and would rust your finish").

She has trouble holding objects with her hands, to the point where eating is a problem.

When she regained some motor skills, she began writing down all the movies that caught her attention.

She realizes that even a human life enthusiast like KO doesn't have much of an understanding without seeming strange; so she always has to come up with a way out of trouble. and Fio jokingly mentioned that she should create a department for cybertronians to camouflage themselves without raising suspicions from the government.

The armor on her ears is the only one that's removable without problems, but it's extremely uncomfortable to be without them.

The first time she was seen happy on the trip was when she found out Knockout was a medical aesthetician. She couldn't stop talking for hours about how even a robotic millennial species with weapons would be interested in appearance; she even asked him what his beauty standards were. Even asking how much they charge to fix their prostheses

This would be in meters the difference in size with Knockout in meters (I got KO's height according to the official character size of the series)

[violettaxsoyluna]

Soy Luna - S01

I decided not to separate the first season of Soy Luna into two parts, since most mentionable things happen in the second part of the first season.

I think the first season was great. The story is really interesting; something is always going on; it's never boring. Everybody's storyline is intriguing for their own reasons, and I wouldn't say any of them is particularly boring. I like that while the roller is the main place where most things are happening, we all see them living their lives outside that. We see them go to school and work; it feels really realistic. Yeah, they spend the majority of their time in the Roller, but that's normal because the whole series revolves around skating. I think the second part, from episode 41 to 80, was more interesting and filled with drama. 

Let's talk about the characters now: 

Luna: She is such a lovely girl, and I really love how passionate she is about things. I really like that she is always trying to remain a good, bigger person. I really like that no matter how many times she falls, she always stands up, and she keeps going, which is an amazing trait to popularize. I love how positive she is and that she never gives up. I love the way she encourages people and that she always sees the best in people. 

However, her clumsiness is a bit annoying after a while. I liked that she is not this perfectly organized person, but sometimes it's a bit too much how she forgets almost everything. It was cute for a bit, but it was quite annoying that some of the bad things that happened to her were possible because she left her stuff at the worst places. Obviously, people trying to harm her or ruin her dreams was never her fault, but again, at the same time, it was a bit annoying. 

I really liked their friendship with Simon. They are really great friends, and they are always there for each other. I understood her when she couldn't decide what she felt about him, especially after being friends for so many years, and I also understood that she was a bit confused, but I don't think she should've gotten together with Simon. I don't think she's ever had feelings for him; I think she was afraid that she would lose him, so she wanted to give it a try. But I think we all knew all along that she never really had any romantic feelings for him. 

I think it was clear that she liked Matteo and he liked her as well, but I like that she isn't trying to get closer to him because he is taken. There are a few questionable moments, though, when they clearly both overstepped, but I think she tried her best to not get too involved when he was still with Ambar. I think they are a cute couple, and I was really happy they kind of got together in the very end; however, it was a bit too much waiting and build-up. The kiss that happened in the middle of the season was kind of weird as well; I mean, Matteo kissed him without her consent, but at the same time, she liked him as well, so it's a bit of a conflicting situation. 

It was also so annoying how she always believed Ambar. People told her multiple times (especially Nina) that she was behind most of the bad things that happened to her, but she always thought that it couldn't be her when it was so obvious. I understand why she believed her in the very beginning, but after so many questionable things, I don't understand why she still believes her. 

I think they are really great friends with Nina, and they were always so good for each other. I'm glad they focused so much on that relationship because it was so good to see them become besties. 

All in all, I like her character, and I do think she is a really good person. I think she is one of the least toxic main characters. 

Simon: I think he is a nice guy; he is a really great friend for Luna. I think it's quite easy to tell from the very beginning that he is in love with Luna. I love how great a friend he is, not just when it comes to Luna, but also when it comes to his other friends. He is such a loyal one, and it was so incredibly sweet how he moved to Argentina just to be with Luna. 

I think it's easier to say bad things about his personality in the other half of the first season. I think he is really great in the first half of it. It was really brave of him to tell Luna he is in love with her, and I'm glad he did it, especially since he wasn't capable of being only her friend anymore. However, I have to say he didn't really handle that situation well. I think it was more than normal that Luna was confused since she had never thought about him like that before. It seemed like he wanted an immediate answer, but it must have been such a huge surprise for her. I mean, yeah, people (mostly Nina and Matteo) implied that he has feelings for her, but she never really believed them, for obvious reasons. She was also in the middle of the whole skating race thing. I think the timing wasn't the best. And I have to mention that his behavior afterwards was really questionable as well. So he wanted to leave Argentina and go back to Mexico after realizing that Luna didn't reciprocate her feelings, and it kind of had a bit of an emotional manipulation feeling to it. Yeah, obviously I get that he felt like he couldn't stay close to Luna after everything, but I don't know... It kind of felt as if he wanted to make her feel bad, or as if the only way she could've made him stay was if she got into something she didn't want. The way he treated Luna while he was in a relationship with Daniela was also really painful to watch. Like, to this day I can't understand why he didn't trust her. Like, why would she have lied about everything? She said it several times that she wants him to be happy, but the only thing he heard was that she is jealous because he isn't spending as much time with her as he used to. There were so many red flags as well, and other people made comments about Daniela as well, but he still believed her. 

However, I really loved that when he realized that she didn't feel the same way about him, he broke up with her, because he loved her way too much to see her unhappy. He would rather let her go to see her happy, even if it was with someone else, which shows how much he loves her and that he is mature. 

All in all, I think he is a great character who was a bit annoying and toxic in the second part of the first season, but he was an amazing friend in the first season, and I really liked how he owned up to his mistakes. He is a great guy and a great friend, and he truly loved Luna. He is a good character.

Matteo: I have a really hard time deciding what to think about him. He is such a charming guy, and while he is a bit self-absorbed, he does it with such ease without actually hurting anyone, and to be honest he isn't as selfish as most people like to present him. He is a really complex character, and I do think he is not a bad person, but he's made a few really questionable decisions. 

I never really understood why they were together with Ambar. Like, I get that they are the two best skaters, but I don't think they are compatible, and I doubt they were ever in love with each other. As I said before, Matteo is also a bit selfish and self-absorbed, but he doesn't try to ruin other people's lives to stay on top. I think he made the right choice when he broke up with her after what she did to Luna and Simon. However, I didn't like how he was clearly pursuing and flirting with Luna while he was still dating Ambar. It wasn't right, and he clearly had feelings for her since the very beginning. In his defense, I don't think he realized that until later. But it still wasn't right, and he shouldn't have acted that way.  I also didn't really understand why he wanted to get back together with Ambar when he was clearly in love with Luna, just because she got together with Simon. I think that was a big mistake. 

He wasn't always the nicest with Simon. He kind of came around at the end, but in the beginning he was sometimes really mean to him. I guess it was because he'd already had feelings for Luna, but he still could've been nicer. 

I think he actually changed a lot by the end of the first season, which I really liked. I think he changed the most, and it was great to see how the love he felt for Luna and Luna herself changed him. 

Ambar: What a character. She is really pretty and beautiful and a good skater. I also have to give it to her that she is really good at manipulating people and making it look like she is innocent, especially when it comes to Luna. 

But I can't say she is a good person. I know she is very complex, and the reason why she acts like this is mostly Sharon's fault, who never really cared about her and kept saying the same bullshit to her. She wants to be the best, which is normal, and there's nothing wrong with that, but she is trying to do so by hurting others and "eliminating" them. She didn't just manipulate people and tell them lies, but she also tried to hurt them physically. Like when she made Luna fall by doing something to the skate she was using. She took it too far several times and caused a lot of damage. 

But at the same time, I feel sorry for her. Not just because of Sharon, but also because of Matteo and Luna. While I don't think they were actually in love with Matteo and she tried to manipulate him as well, as I said before, I don't think Matteo was right. He should've broken up with her before pursuing Luna. And while I don't agree with what Ambar did to Luna, I can imagine how bad she was feeling when it seemed like Luna was taking everything from her: her role in the Roller, her boyfriend. And combining that with Sharon's influence on her... It was the perfect recipe for disaster. 

All in all, she is also a complex character, but she was a bit too much for me. I know she will become a better person, which I can't wait to happen. 

Nina and Gaston are great; I couldn't wait for them to get together. Sharon is probably the worst character; I really disliked her. Luna's parents are great. Jazmin is so funny; I really enjoy her character. Jim, Yam, and Ramiro are great as well, sometimes a bit annoying. Cato and Tino are really funny, but sometimes they are a bit too much. And I really love Tamara. She is such a lovely woman and so supportive. 

Great season, I really enjoyed it.

[broidobe]

𝔡𝔯𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔢𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔟𝔬𝔫𝔡

requested by 🎀🪽!

☾a playful bet at a bar quickly escalates into an intense, passionate night neither of you will forget☽

☾warnings: smut, fast-paced hookup, mild alcohol consumption, brief mention of betting/gambling☽

⁎⁺˳✧༚80s-90s rock masterlist

it started with a bet.

not yours, of course. sean had been goaded into it by jerry, who was laughing his ass off from across the bar. "go talk to her, man," he'd said, nudging sean’s shoulder. "she's been eyeing you. or maybe she's just trying to figure out why you're dressed like a lumberjack who got lost in the city. either way, you gotta find out."

so here he was, standing next to you at the bar, clearing his throat like an awkward teenager. you turned, eyes bright, a little amused. "you okay there?"

sean ran a hand over his face, feigning deep thought. "dunno yet. depends on how this goes."

it was your turn to smirk. "bold."

"yeah, well, i got twenty bucks riding on whether i can get your number." he winced immediately after saying it. way to be smooth. but instead of rolling your eyes and walking away, you laughed. a real one, not just the polite kind. "so what's in it for me?"

sean grinned. "uh, you get the honor of knowing you helped a guy buy a round of drinks? also, i’m pretty decent at telling bad jokes."

"hmm. compelling argument." you pretended to think, drumming your fingers against the bar. "tell me a joke, then."

he didn’t even hesitate. "what's the difference between a drummer and a savings bond?"

"what?"

"a savings bond matures and makes money."

that time, you laughed so hard, you nearly spilled your drink. sean gave a triumphant little fist pump. "damn, i'm good."

"okay, okay, you win." you grabbed a napkin, scribbled your number down, and slid it toward him. "just don’t spend my number on beer." sean tucked the napkin into his shirt pocket with a dramatic flourish. "wouldn't dream of it."

later that night, things escalated quicker than either of you expected. sean had barely shut the door of your apartment before you were on him, pulling him down into a desperate kiss, fingers tangling in his hair. he groaned, pressing you up against the wall, hands gripping your waist like he needed to steady himself.

"you always move this fast?" he murmured against your lips, breathless but amused.

"only when i meet drummers with good jokes," you teased, tugging at his shirt.

he chuckled, but it turned into a low moan when your nails scraped down his back. suddenly, he was lifting you, carrying you toward the couch, dropping down with you straddling his lap. his hands roamed, exploring the curve of your hips, the dip of your spine, the heat of your skin beneath his fingertips.

his lips trailed down your neck, teeth scraping just enough to make you shiver. "gonna make sure you don’t forget this," he muttered against your skin.

"bold," you echoed, smirking before pulling him back into another kiss. you broke away from the kiss, gasping for air, and sean took advantage of the momentary distraction to slide his hands under your shirt. his palms skimmed over your ribs, sending shivers down your spine as he pulled the fabric up and over your head. you felt a rush of cool air on your skin before he leaned in, mouth closing around one nipple like a warm vice.

your back arched off the couch, pushing yourself deeper into his mouth as he sucked and nibbled, sending waves of pleasure crashing through you. sean's hands were still roaming, tracing patterns on your skin that seemed to drive him wilder by the second. he muttered something against your breast, words lost in the sound of his own ragged breathing.

somehow, you managed to tug his shirt off too, revealing a torso that was more muscle than flab. sean looked like he actually used those lumberjack clothes for their intended purpose. you ran a hand over his chest, feeling the rough texture of hair beneath your fingertips before dipping lower to explore the ridges and valleys of his abs.

he groaned again when you touched him there, hips jerking upward as if trying to get closer to you. "fuck," he whispered against your ear. "i think i'm going to lose it if we don't slow down."

but slowing down was the last thing on either of your minds right now. instead, sean slid out from under you and stood up in one swift motion - nearly dumping you onto the floor - before grabbing at his waistband and peeling off the remaining layers until you stood facing each other: naked and trembling with anticipation.

sean took one look at where you’d ended up - stark naked in front of each other after knowing each other for what? an hour? two? three? time had lost all meaning since meeting across the bar. he raised an eyebrow then asked in a low husky voice – "really gonna do this aren’t we?" you nodded, your voice barely above a whisper. "really gonna do this." the air was electric with tension as you stood there, the only sound the soft hum of the apartment and the heavy breathing between you. sean's eyes roamed over your body, drinking in every curve and contour, and you could feel his gaze like a physical touch.

he took a step closer, his eyes locked on yours, and you could see the hunger in them. "i don't even know your name," he whispered, his voice low and rough.

you smiled, feeling a thrill run through you. "i don't know yours either," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper.

sean chuckled, the sound low and husky. "i'm sean," he said, his eyes never leaving yours.

"i'm…" you paused, feeling a flutter in your chest. "i'm not sure i'm ready to share that yet," you said, your smile growing wider.

sean raised an eyebrow, but he didn't push the issue. instead, he reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind your ear. "okay," he whispered. "we can save that for later."

his fingers grazed your skin, sending shivers down your spine as he touched you. the gentle gesture seemed to spark something within him, and he leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a soft, exploratory kiss. you felt a rush of excitement as his tongue danced with yours, the tension between you building to a fever pitch.

as you kissed, sean's hands roamed over your body, tracing the curves of your hips and the dip of your waist. his touch was like fire, igniting a passion within you that threatened to consume everything in its path. you felt yourself melting into him, your bodies molding together like two pieces of a puzzle.

suddenly, sean broke away from the kiss, his eyes locked on yours as he whispered, "i want you." the words were like a challenge, a promise of things to come. you felt a thrill run through you as he scooped you up in his arms, carrying you towards the bedroom with a sense of urgency that was almost palpable.

as he laid you down on the bed, his body covered yours, his weight pressing down on you like a warm blanket. you felt his erection pressing against your thigh and you knew that there was no going back now. sean's eyes locked on yours, his gaze burning with intensity as he whispered, "i'm going to make this last all night."

you smiled up at him, feeling a sense of anticipation build within you. "i'm counting on it," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper.

he paused for a moment, gazing down at you with a look of pure admiration on his face. "you're beautiful," he whispered, his voice full of sincerity.

you felt a blush rise to your cheeks at his words, but sean just smiled and leaned in to kiss you again. this time, his lips trailed down your neck and across your shoulders, sending shivers down your spine as he worked his way lower.

you arched up into his touch as sean's hands and mouth worked together to drive you wild. his erection pressed against your thigh, hard and insistent, and you knew that it was only a matter of time before he claimed you completely.

as if sensing your thoughts, sean lifted his head and gazed up at you with eyes that burned with desire. "i want to feel you around me," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "i want to be inside you."

you nodded eagerly, feeling a sense of anticipation build within you. sean smiled and reached for the condom on the nightstand beside him before quickly sheathing himself in latex protection then positioning himself between yours legs so that his tip rested against your opening.

with a brisk action, he thrusted into you, the sensation making you both groan out loud from the immediate pleasure.

as sean slid deeper into you, you felt a sense of completeness wash over you, as if you had been waiting for this moment forever. his eyes locked on yours, burning with intensity as he began to move, his hips rocking back and forth in a slow, sensual rhythm.

you wrapped your legs around him, pulling him closer as you felt the tension build within you. he caressed your skin as he kissed you deeply. his tongue danced with yours, the sensation sending making you hot and red, amazed at how quickly this sprouted.

as he moved within you, sean's pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more urgent and insistent. you felt yourself building towards a crescendo, the sensation growing until it was almost unbearable. sean's eyes never left yours, his gaze burning with intensity as he whispered words of encouragement and desire.

you were lost in the moment, consumed by the passion that raged between you. your hands roamed over sean's body, tracing the contours of his muscles and feeling the sweat-dampened skin beneath your fingertips. his hair was messy and disheveled, framing his face with a wild tangle of locks that seemed to add to his raw sensuality.

as the tension reached a boiling point, sean's movements became more frantic, his hips pumping furiously as he drove towards release. you felt yourself hurtling towards the edge, the sensation building until it was almost too much to bear.

and then, in an instant, everything exploded. you felt yourself contracting around sean, holding him tight as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you. he groaned loudly, his body stiffening as he reached his own climax, filling you with a sense of warmth and completion.

as the aftershocks subsided, sean collapsed onto your chest, his breathing ragged and uneven.

“holy shit”

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

the next morning, sunlight streamed through your blinds, falling over the tangled mess of sheets and limbs. you stirred first, stretching with a satisfied hum before glancing over at sean, who was still out cold, one arm draped lazily over your waist.

he looked good like this—relaxed, messy hair fanned over the pillow, lips slightly parted. you couldn’t resist reaching out to brush a hand through his hair, fingers tracing over his jawline.

he groaned sleepily, cracking one eye open. "mm. mornin'."

"morning," you murmured, smirking. "so… did i leave an impression?"

he huffed a soft laugh, pulling you closer until your nose brushed against his. "baby, i think i need a drum solo just to recover."

laughing, you nudged him playfully. "you should’ve stretched before the show. rookie mistake."

sean rolled onto his back, throwing an arm over his face dramatically. "yeah, yeah. guess you’re just too much for me."

"damn right," you teased, straddling his waist. "but i think you can handle one more encore."

[cbsghostsmetasandtrevor]

Finally got to see last night's episode.

-Pete and Hetty laughing at Carol. 🤣🤣

-How does Issac "have" money. I'm sure the check was made out to ONLY Sam. And she put it in HER account. No way did she open a bank account in Issac's name. So how can he "claim" it's his? I'm totally with Jay on this. Issac can't LITERALLY spend it, so how is even ONE CENT his?

-Pete going from no ladies to two BABES. 😁

-Carol shut up.

-No, I'm sorry. Issac and his "demands" are pissing me off. Jay is a bit harsh, but really Issac is being ridiculous.

-Wouldn't the smell go away after a good shower and fresh clothes?

-Oh shit. GO PETE!!!

-Pete and Sass bonding over butterscotch. 🥰

-Jay reading the book and making peace. ♥️ Although giving the center table to the ghosts IS a bit questionable.

-Alberta. 🤨🤣🔥

-Damn I knew I forgot something. Trevor. 👏 Although I question him taking two HOURS, what did Sam and Jay do all that time?

YESSS OMG, I am not always the biggest Hetty fan, but I loved her last night! She was fun and cheering Pete up and it's so good. Especially laughing at the Donut Hole bit! LOVED IT.

I've complained about this SO MUCH. It makes 0 sense for Isaac to have money. First because of the whole book was part of "the deal" to leave Sam alone - since they haven't left alone, really - the money for the book should be her compensation. She did the work for it. And second, again, he's a ghost - he doesn't need money and he shouldn't have any. Sam & Jay already do so much for them without anything in return - especially Jay since he can't even see them - so I thought it was ridiculous.

I love Trevor, but the only reason I was okay with what he did there in the episode was A-it helped them, and B-Jay's been always giving him a hard time, so it makes *sense* that he'd be difficult (or encourage Isaac to be difficult).

Anyway, tangent there.

Pete is a BABE magnet. I would've LOVED if Hetty had gotten in on it, too.

I still can't believe Carol was like "I only know from *soaps*" - bitch, please.

I absolutely agree that Isaac was ridiculous about it and Jay was right and I really enjoy the fact that JAY STOOD UP TO THE GHOSTS.

I don't understand the lingering smell - we've never got that indication before? So it feels weird. It should've faded the same way that Flower's hits fade after a time. Or at least after a shower.

YES, Pete went off! He didn't yell, but he was plain and simple getting things off his chest. And I loved it. Also loved Carol's JAW DROP. It was so good.

How'd a miss bonding over butterscotch with Pete and Sass?

I do love the center table thing, but fuck, Isaac didn't apologize did he? Also, it might be a bit weird. Unless, they go with "Haunted" restaurant/B&B (which is what they should've done from the start), and say it's for the ghosts.

Okay okay - So I'm not sold on if that was his power, if it was a dream sequence, or if that is just a thing he can always do but the hair thing is what turned Alberta on? What do you think?

Also, on that note, it felt very 80s/90s, take glasses off and you're suddenly hot moment.

Lastly, the whole TREVOR TAKES TWO HOURS for a password makes no sense. I'm sorry, he was good enough for it to be VERY obvious that a ghost was typing in the Ghost Trap episode in just a very second videos. It feels like they're taking that back and erasing his - getting better at his power thing and it makes 0 sense. Like let him get better at his power now that he can use it all the time. That would make sense, right?

Anyway, didn't like that bit 'cause it makes no sense.

But overall, I'm very, very invested this season.

[saiyanmazen]

Another three years

"You're going into the Hyperbolic Time Chamber again?" Bulma screeched across the breakfast table. Her eyes widened in anger and Vegeta could see the tiny creases at the outer corners of her eyes; he found them oddly adorable, although he'd learned not to mention them to her.

"Why do you care? It's not like you feel a fraction of the amount of time I spend there." He crossed his arms for good measure.

"First of all, don't act stupid. You know very well it's one fraction of 364," she said, reminding him why he should never use mathematical idioms around her. "Second of all, I find it very suspicious that you'd rather spend a year in there with Goku than a day with your beautiful wife."

She was right. Given the choice, he would definitely choose her. He wouldn't give up a whole year without training for her, but he was confident enough to trust that a day or three without training wouldn't make him fall behind.

But it was important for him to go into the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, with or without the clown. He just couldn't tell her why.

"It's three years again," he simply replied instead of addressing her real concern. It wasn't that he was looking forward to spending so long away from her, but he knew he would regret it in the future if he didn't.

She looked hurt for a second before hiding it behind a furious scowl. "At this rate, you might as well divorce me and marry Goku since you prefer to spe-"

He was next to her in half a second, cradling her face and interrupting her with a slow, loving kiss. She resisted at first, unwilling to accept his silent apology, but after a few moments she relented.

When they parted to catch their breaths, he leaned his forehead against hers, inhaling deeply to memorize her scent. He would miss these quiet moments most of all during his absence.

"No talk of divorce," he said steadfastly, "I won't hear it. I'm going in there to train, but I'll always return to you. I'm doing this for you."

She nodded, reluctantly understanding. He knew she believed that he was talking about getting stronger to protect her and their family, but it wasn't his main reason. Truthfully, he was as strong as he could get from physical exercise alone. Different methods were needed.

The real reason he continued to go into the chamber was because of her specifically. Despite the many similarities of their races, Saiyans differed from humans in a large manner of ways. What he was the most concerned with was their differing lifespans.

A normal human lived to be 80-100 years, depending on health and sometimes sheer luck. But Saiyans' life expectancy was at the bare minimum 100 years old. From then on, his body might start to slowly deteriorate, but it could take decades. When death would grow nearer, a true Saiyan would choose to die honorably against an impossible foe instead of wasting away.

At 52 years old - almost a decade older than his wife after he'd spent a combined eight years in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber since he'd learned of its existence - he still had many years left before he would begin to show signs of aging.

However, Bulma didn't have quite as long. She was, in spite of her best efforts, already showing signs of aging. He didn't mind it because she was still as beautiful to him as the day he married her; if not more. But he was scared of the short span of her life.

Maybe he'd get lucky and die before her demise, but he couldn't count on it.

He just knew with certainty that he did not want to live without his Bulma in this world.

[camlannpod]

Yet another re-listen, yet more questions:

1) Did Gwaine have to *walk* back from the Alps?

2) Was Gwen winding a heavy worsted or bulky weight yarn, or is she just really fast at winding? (The last yarn I wound for my own knitting was a fingering weight (also known as sock yarn, if you are unfamiliar), and that took a fair chunk of time)

3) Is that how CB radios work, or is it story logic in play?

4) On the topic of story logic: is food governed by story logic of it's fine unless it needs to not be or is it more that I, being American, have no idea what a supermarket in Wales is likely to have or not have regarding perishables?

5) Did the Cataclysm happen during a specific time of year or just a nebulous nine months before episode one?

5a) How long *were* they in Anwn in episode 7?

Feel free to cherry-pick or ignore as needed, especially if I've accidentally landed on something plot-relevant, I am mostly just full of happy babble.

Thank you!

Hi! Omg!! No it makes me SO happy people are still relistening and caring enough to ask these questions! I know it's quiet on our end right now, but it's always a nerve-wracking kinda period of quiet where you just really hope people still care and are still finding the show.

SO in answer to your questions:

Great question, which raises the other one: did he walk to the Alps? There's a bit where Gwaine says the Green Man led him through a moss-covered old stone arch, and then he was in deep snow and mountains. Gwaine says he thinks he's in the French Alps but he doesn't actually know exactly what happened. Realistically there's no way he could've gotten there through ordinary means - as Gwen alludes to, London is a mess and he'd have had to backtrack past Glastonbury and the knights. The mechanics of this are supposed to be an open question for you, the listener - though I can say the trick to it is something important that will come up in season 2.

Straight up this one is mostly just cinema magic - in that we couldn't spend too long on her doing it but I wanted the intimacy at the start of her telling Morgan what to do. I do think there's an element where it probably is a bulky yarn though! She wants / needs to make four (and after Gwaine arrives, five) jumpers really fast - she's got about 3 months before they're in deep winter. To my, admittedly amateur, knitting knowledge - using a heavier yarn would let you make something much quicker, if of a lower quality, and in this case Gwen wants speed.

It is how CB radios work! I have an older gay friend (who presents the LGBTQ+ non-fiction podcast, ShoutOut Radio, check it out) who told me about how he and other gay people used to use this as a way to find each other in the 70s and 80s. So basically you'd give a location, like a high street, and agree on a frequency, then drive in circles in your car with the radio on trying to find where the signal was stronger until eventually you found who you were looking for. The problem is that, as Morgan says, it only works at like 2-3 miles away at most, so it wouldn't have worked with Gwaine. That was just Dai pulling them to try anyway.

Food is going to become a bigger and bigger plot issue as the story goes on. Right now, the gang are in the first nine months - so the supermarket didn't have any edible fruit or vegetables etc, but did still have canned and some dry goods that were workable. The big things for Camlann are a) the apparently tiny number of survivors, which means most places have been left untouched and not raided by anyone, and b) the cottage itself - which had an unusually high amount of canned and dry goods, which has helped the gang a lot.

Uh, it's kind of nebulous (I want to leave it open for myself for plot reasons) - but I've got a pretty strong idea the series starts in Autumn. If we put the beginning somewhere in September, then we're talking January, maybe December for the Cataclysm.

/ 5a. Similarly left nebulous for plot reasons, but if the series starts in November and we assume the first few episodes take just over a month, then they're there for about 4-8 weeks. The leave in mid-October and come back in late December (skipping Samhain, luckily for them).

Again, sincerely, your happy babble gives me so much joy, thank you so much for caring about the show enough to ask so many questions! <3

[dearinglovebot]

oml hi! what are your headcanons for claire and owen when they were at school? here are some of mine:

claire would defnitely be on good tersm with everyone, i feel like she'd be popular in the way that she knew everyone

but she's classify everyone as aquaintences though and call it 'networking'

would be super annoyed by everyone in her class constantly talking abt marriage and kids like thats the only option for her (alas i wish she was in my class i'd have someone to survive those trenches with 😔)

straight A+ student ofc

owen wouldn't really care for school i think

he'd get like alright grades

he'd be like 55% class clown if that makes sense?

super good at PE tho like he'd be the Pe Kid (TM)

i think he had a pet dog or cat (or both?) but they died

i kinda hc that his parents were pretty shitty. idk why but i do. (shhh let me project)

constantly getting into fights with vic hoskins but everyone agrees vic is annoying as HELL so eh he gets a pass socially-speaking

also:

in dodgeball the teachers always put claire and owen on the same team bc the two of them against each other means the match lasts FOREVER and if it does end it's a tie followed by an argument of who won that lasts for two weeks. like claire vs owen in dodgeball would be legendary. and like +340% hype bc everyone's 10 and dodgeball matches are IT when ur ten (can u tell i miss primary school dodgeball 😔)

hello anonnie! brace yourself cause this is a level 5 yapnado

I don’t agree with EoC a lot (...most things) but it hits my high school headcanons very well. that is to say, she is weird and off-putting to the general public. particularly sheltered midwestern kids who absolutely will be raised on the housewife/breadwinner-husband cool-aid in the 90s. they’re all obsessed with settling down with kids in the same town they were raised in while she’s trying to escape to a big city and get a master's degree. they’re doing the 90s equivalent of calling her woke blue hair liberal with pronouns. not outright bullying her but like... side-eyeing her. she's not really being invited to parties. which is fine! (it is not fine. she is lonely).

she has sooooo many autistic traits that i do just consider it part of my personal canon and that will NOT help her. her hyperfixation is going to college and she stims by doing homework (exaggerating. but only partially). i love my queen dearly but she does not have cool autism that makes you do cool art installations. she has collecting alaskan postage stamps from the 1800s type autism. she is a loser that few will truly appreciate <33 like fine wine

claire being from no-where wisconsin in the 80s-90s is sooo vital to understanding why she is #likethat. small town midwest is basically the deep south politically except in the south people will straight up say "women belong in the kitchen" and in the north they'll go "oh. you want a degree? how quaint [condescending tone]". she's used to everything being a backhanded compliment and proving that she deserves what she has. it makes her super defensive and lean towards interpreting things as malicious even when they're not. which is why, on the island, people don't really like her. she's the mean boss lady who won't even do small talk with her peasants

she absolutely is a straight A student. that is PRESIDENT of the debate club to you. she's a teacher's pet who Will do the extra credit work every time and has perfectly chosen her extra curriculars based on what will look best on her college application.

i also think she'd start working about as soon as she legally could. not only is that the smart financial move (start saving as soon as possible) but it looks amazing on college applications too. she is absolutely maximizing what she is able to accomplish in a day

overall, it really isn't an experience she thinks of fondly. she spends most of her teenhood devoted to trying to escape the poor, rural lifestyle she was born into. it's another stepping stone in her 10 stage plan to conquer a small nation. and she wouldn't regret any of it until her life inevitably comes crashing down (indominus incident) because only then does she realize she's been chasing material wealth instead of internal happiness for her entire life

owen has none of the crazy ambition claire does bc he's normal. he would take it one day at a time with vague goals of where he wants to end up. as long as he does the bare minimum of passing the class then he's doing pretty good. best subject science, worst subject literature

owen is from the 80-90s deep south which also heavily influences how i view his characterization. as a funny guy who enjoys very traditionally masculine things like construction and sports, he's going to be very well liked. everyone likes someone who makes you laugh. but overall it's pretty surface level. nobody asks about his day. he's gonna be like "damn is this really all i am to them??". but it's not like he can say that cause then he's being weird and emotional (toxic masculinity culture). so whatever. he keeps balling. (represses vulnerability and compensates by going even harder into funny sport guy routine)

so really he's the guy everyone "knows" but they're gonna lose contact the moment he leaves town. which is whatever. he has his wholeeeee life ahead of him to make some #real friends (his only long term friends include barry, the raptors, and sometimes claire)

he has proven time and time again he has no problem speaking his mind so yeah he's punching every hoskins that comes along and getting a few days suspension over it. he would not gaf tho bc his internal sense of justice is stronger than any school related punishment

he's the kind of kid who mows the lawn for your mom for pocket change and volunteers at the animal shelter

not the worst but yeah he's not that interested in reliving that

not including much about their individual family dynamics because thats an entirely different yap session

also:

in a hypothetical au where they're in the same high school, i believe it would go like this: claire is brilliant and smart in every class they share meaning he's enamored with her big words, she thinks all sports guys are meathead jocks and actively avoids them, she tutors for extra cash after school and he's on the verge of failing lit, she takes him on as a client and he's like wowza the whole time, she's like can you focus on the themes of shakespeare already and stop looking into my eyes longingly every few minutes i'm starting to think you aren't even interested in the deeper meanings of the rivalry between the veronas and capulets (she isn't picking up on a single hint), and now he is actively pretending like he doesn't understand any of the assignments to "get her guidance" on them (she still doesn't get the hint and is wondering if he got a concussion at some point)

[sugarywishes]

A more simple question this time: What is the favourite & least favourite activities for the Afton Family & The Kids to do? Everybody has that one thing they love or hate doing after all, so I can't help but be curious what headcannons you have in mind for all of them.

By kids I assume you mean the Afton kids? If not, please correct me in the comments and I'll fix my mistake in the reblogs 😭😭 Answers below as usual!

We're starting off with Old Man Willy (before killing children lmao) his favorite thing to do is brainstorm and think. Yes, really. He likes planning things out or creating concepts for animatronics and their mechanisms (Ex., The funtimes, yikes!) He enjoys the creative thinking process of things. (I think they mean he also liked drawing, I guess?

His least favorite activity is making robots. Sure he took a robotics class and literally creates robots but he only did it because it was a career path that would keep him financially stable. He hates having to do hard work and is always finding the easiest way to have things done. Which explains a lot about his actions from making the Springlock suits so shitty, killing children instead of adults and all that stuff. He also hates going outside and doing normal things like...idk going to the pool?? Or shopping or something like that. He thinks it's really annoying to have to see people he doesn't care about. He hates socializing and prefers watching.

Moving onto Clara, her favorite activity is as one would expect, dancing. She was a very passionate soul when it came to her hobbies, so much so that she still practiced her ballet moves in the house when it was just her or one of the kids. She also likes reading, she became really interested in literature growing up and she occasionally still reads to relieve her stress. She also sews and knits from time to time because her mom had taught her when she was younger and she actually really liked it. And she LIVES for social events, she really likes talking to anyone who isn't William or doesn't disrespect her. (She's probably the one who would encourage normal family activities like going to the beach or something, of course it usually led to fights :( )

For least favorite, she hates cooking and cleaning and doing housework, her family had taught her that it was the only thing she should be good for besides having kids. And now she does do all that so that's lame. So I guess she just doesn't like being a housewife which is understable I get you girl

For Mike (when he was a teen), he liked ditching class and pulling pranks and being an overall troublemaker. He got a ton of enjoyment from doing so, he also liked hanging out with friends (and he's lucky he even got any considering most of his family is friendless lmao) he liked doing typical teen in the 80s stuff. And he also liked watching TV and reading comics, which inspired him to get into drawing (so many artists in the Afton family!) But he doesn't like letting people know he draws just to keep it low key yk? He just liked not having to deal with his family so he's one Afton you would expect to see outside a lot. As for when he gets older, he still likes watching TV and drawing, but now one of his favorite activities is taking his dad down! (How's that going for him...)

For least favorite, he hated doing homework and shit, so he'd get some of his friends to do it for him (or on desperate occasions ask his mom or dad for help, William would usually scold him for being dumb and wouldn't help him but Clara always did her best to assist) he also hated spending time with his siblings, sure he could deal with Liz but she is still a little...weird. And don't even get him started on that crybaby! He also hated doing anything with his dad, they didn't have any 'father-son' bonding time in general. And once he gets scooped he also started to hate going outside and talking to people because you know, he's a rotting corpse! Of course people will freak out and try to pull a "Kill The Beast" moment on him, so he'd have to resort to disguises and stuff.

For Liz, she loves tea parties, likes planning them and attending them! She usually won't do them at her own house (mostly because William refuses to have anyone over at his place that isn't his family or the Emilys) so she does them at school or at Charlie's place. She also likes playing with dolls and role-playing with them like a few girls tend to enjoy, but that of course doesn't stop her from liking other activities like catching bugs (and killing them, Charlie always tells her that the point is to catch and release them) or making a big mess like most kids do.

For least favorite activities, she doesn't really like drawing or writing because she thinks it's difficult and annoying. She doesn't like talking to other people her age, so she doesn't actually have other friends besides than Charlie (I mean not to say that she got bullied or anything like people didn't mind her but Charlie is her only friend in her mind) She doesn't like spending time with her mom, she only likes hanging out with her Dad or Mike or sometimes Evan (I mean before the birthday party thing) and she hates being alone. (Hmm...)

And last and least according to his siblings and everyone else in his life, Evan! I said before in a previous headcanon post about him that he likes collecting (or should I say hoarding) family things! Mostly things that would get thrown away or sold like old toys or jewelry or other stuff like that. So sometimes you'll find old baby things or old clothes hidden somewhere in his room! It reminds him of when he was peacefully oblivious to everything. He also really enjoys playing with toys, a little more than most kids his age should (to be fair he's been isolated for ages) and he does not discriminate, he also liked tea parties and role-playing with his toys and dolls too! He liked fixing broken toys too since he learned some sewing skills from his mom (not like she taught him but he'd watch how she'd do it and learned it himself) and he learned how to repair some of Liz's old broken down dolls himself! (Does sneaking into his siblings room even count as an activity, because he does it often and he really enjoys it lmao) He also liked watching cartoons and reading comics and books like other kids bc yk, he was still a child! And he loved hanging out with his bestest friend, Fredbear! (and his dad too I guess)

He doesn't like talking to people either (these Aftons and their anti-social behavior bruh) it's not like he doesn't want to start making friends, but he's very hesitant to socialize with anyone he doesn't know because of his bullying days at school and at home, and also cause William keeps filling his head with ideas that no one can understand them and that they're always gonna be outcasted so to him it's kind of like "what's the point??" So he's kinda forced to like being alone. He doesn't really like going outside, he doesn't like spending time with Mike, I mean he always scares and pranks him anyway so what's there to even like? He doesn't even relate to him in any way since Evan does actually like learning and isn't a jerk lmao 💀

All in all, can these guys PLEASE go touch some grass