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It's You - Choi San | 3 AM

Pairing: San x Reader Genre: smut, crack, fluff, angst, roommates to lovers, BFF’s Lil Bro!AU Series Rating: M (18+) Drabble Warnings: sneaking around, sloppy making out, lots of cuddling and kissing, honestly this is super soft, drunk San is a whole different type of menace, a little angst on OC's part, pet names deployed as weapons (baby) Word Count: 2.1k Disclaimers: SFW, obviously I don’t own ATZ - they just inspire me

Summary: He was only supposed to be a temporary roommate. Your best friend’s little brother, crashing on your couch for a few weeks. That’s it. How did this happen?

A/N: This started with talking about drunk San with @minttangerines and @kiestrokes, and then @moni-logues made me miss this couple, so boom! New vignette! I should warn you that I wrote this over the course of 2 days, entirely between the hours of midnight and 5 am because I've been staying up wayyyy too late to watch the Coachella livestreams (can we talk about Chellateez?! because holy shit!), so it's probably a mess and it's unbeta'd, so… blame any typos or incoherency on my fucked up sleep schedule! 🥱

Lyrics are from "Moondance" by Van Morrison, inspired by that one toktoq of San singing that song, which absolutely killed me.

Taglist is open! Reblog, comment, or send me an ask to be added! You can also send me any ideas/thoughts you might have for a future scenario - who knows, it might end up in a drabble! 💕

It’s You Masterlist 🐈‍⬛ ATZ Masterlist 🐈‍⬛ Main Masterlist

It’s three in the morning, and you’re wide awake, at your desk, working frantically on an article whose deadline is mere hours away. For not the first time tonight, you curse your natural inclination towards procrastination and scrub your hand down your face, wishing you’d chosen a different career. 

There’s some noise outside your door and you realize San must be home. He’d been down at the Blue Bird with Hongjoong, drinking and hanging out with Wooyoung as he bartended. From the way San’s shuffling around, it sounds like Woo had been his typical kind self and given San more generous pours than he should have. A loud “oof” resonates, and you hear the armchair scrape the floor a bit, as if he were setting it back in its place. You wince, hoping he didn’t wake his sister, who has an early shift and needs to be up at dawn.

“Noona. Nooooooona.” Tap tap tappity tap. “Are you up? I can see - I can see your light.” 

San raps on your door, calling out to you in a voice that’s hushed but maybe not quite as quiet as he thinks it is. From his spot on your bed, Nero lifts his head off his paws at the sound, then blinks at you with his bright green eyes. 

“I know. He’s loud as fuck, isn’t he?” With a cluck of your tongue, you quickly hop up and open the door. San must’ve been leaning against it, because suddenly you’ve got a mountain on top of you, a loose-limbed one at that, eagerly but clumsily wrapping its arms around you. “San!” 

“Hiiiii,” San coos into your shoulder, where he’s buried his face. You shudder slightly as his breath tickles your skin exposed by the tank top you wear, and stagger away from the door enough to close it quietly as you can, not an easy task to do given the giant mass of man hanging his dead weight on you. 

“You know, your sister is sleeping just on the other side of this wall,” you remind him, but he doesn’t respond, too busy lathering the column of your neck with tiny kisses. “San. Come on, sit down.” 

With some stumbling from San and a not insignificant effort on your part, the two of you make it over to your bed. Your attempt at coaxing San into a sitting position fails miserably as he promptly splays on his back, pulling you on top of him. Nero hops off the bed in a huff. 

You go down like a sack of flour, not a gram of gracefulness in your fall, but San appears not to notice when your chin bounces off his sternum or your knee rams his thigh. He sighs contentedly, wrapping his arms around your back, tucking you against him.

“Mmmm. So nice,” he murmurs, resting his cheek against the top of your head. 

It’s three in the morning, and you need to finish this damn article. Except that right now, your body is telling you that what you really need is to stay exactly where you are. Because the minute the warmth of San’s embrace surrounded you, your stress melted away. The steady rise and fall of his chest calms you, makes your own breathing slow. You close your eyes, nestling closer to him, sliding your own arms around his waist. You could so easily fall asleep like this. 

But he can’t sleep here. 

“San. San, are you awake?” 

“I’m awake,” he replies, but with closed eyes, which doesn’t really give you a lot of confidence in his response. “I am,” he insists when you shake him, rolling his head away, but he still doesn’t look at you.

“Don’t fall asleep,” you warn him sternly. “I mean it!” 

San smiles, the one that tells you that he knows you’re going to give in to him, which is the smile you tend to see him flash the most often, because you’re weak for him and always giving in. But this isn’t one of those times when you can indulge him. No matter how much you want to. 

“Wish you’d come to the bar tonight. Wanted you there.” 

You knew that. He’d told you as much when he’d texted earlier. Unfortunately, you had to turn him down for the sake of remaining gainfully employed. He’d tried to convince you otherwise at first but finally said he understood. And then sent you a series of sad selfies, each one more pathetic than the last, lips puffing to an extreme. Because he understands the power that pout holds over you.

It’s embarrassing how bad you’re down for this man.

San’s fingers dance idly down your spine, and you sigh, eyes slipping shut again as you speak. “Believe me, I would’ve rather been there with you.” 

He hums, fingertips quickening their light minuet. He mumbles something into your hair, low and unintelligible from the way his lips are smushed against your head, so it takes you a few seconds to realize he’s not talking, he’s singing. 

“... marvelous night for a moondance, with the stars up above in your eyes…” 

“San,” you begin, but before you can warn him not to get any louder, he does so anyway, raising his beautiful voice a little, starting to get into it. 

“A fantabulous night to make romance, 'neath the cover of October skies…”

“Shhh!” Your shushing is cut short by your giggling, as you clap a hand over San’s mouth. “Oh my god, now is not the time for this!” 

This is one of San’s more notable habits - when a song gets stuck in his head, you’ll hear him singing it for days, just walking around the apartment humming the melody or, if he has an audience, belting out the lines. He knows how much you love his sweet tenor. Another fact about you he’s filed away to devastate you with at the most opportune times.

Like when you need to kick him out of your bed. 

He continues singing despite your hand pressing on his lips, slurring the words directly into your palm. His eyebrows are working overtime, top half of his face playfully conveying whatever lyrics are being smothered against your skin. He’s so ridiculous, so over-the-top, even at three in the morning when anyone else would be exhausted, like you felt before he walked into your room, since his energy is infectious and perked you up better than the multiple cups of coffee you downed in your desperate attempt to stay awake. That’s San for you - he’s always giving you something when you need it - his time, his help, his energy. 

So you decide to give him something back, and replace your hand with your mouth, drawing him into a tender kiss, imbuing it with all those things you feel but never say. His muffled singing becomes a hum becomes a moan, at first surprised, then pleased. One of his hands drops to your thigh and with a bit of urgent tugging, he maneuvers you on top of him, chest pressed to chest.

His kissing is only the slightest bit sloppier when he’s been drinking, wetter from his tongue caressing yours with somewhat less skill than usual, but it’s never bothered you. You like seeing this side of him, looser with his inhibitions, with whatever holds him in place - or holds him back. One day you’ll ask him to show you more, when you’re both sober. 

And when things are different. Less… ambiguous between the two of you. 

If you reach that point. 

“Noona.” San whispers, thankfully pulling you from the heavier thoughts threatening to sink you right out of the moment. You open your eyes to look at him as he pecks your cheeks.  “I like kissing you.” 

You grin, letting your forehead knock against his. “Yeah, I kinda noticed.” 

“Aren’t you going to say it back?” The look he gives you would melt the hardest of hearts. This is why you’re not afraid to be needy with San. There’s no reason to be, not when he’s just the same. 

“I like kissing you too,” you declare, kissing the tip of his nose, laughing at the way his eyes cross as he follows your lips. “But now’s not the time for that, either.” 

“Then what time is it?”

Laughing, you gently guide him into a sitting position, keeping your arms looped over his shoulders. His lust is morphing into sleepiness, eyelids drooping as he gazes at you, and your heart goes so soft at the sight of him. 

“It’s time for you to go to bed.” 

“Okay,” he chirps, immediately flopping onto his back again. 

“Ohhhh no, not here. You gotta go. I still have to finish my work, and you…” The words stick in your throat. You can’t be here. You don’t want to say them. You want him to be here. Tonight, and tomorrow, and on and on. 

But that’s a conversation for another time. Not three in the morning.

“You have to go,” you groan, sliding off the bed and grabbing his arms, less gentle and more insistent this time. “Come on, get up!” 

San lets out a whine of protest. “But baby, why can’t I stay here?” 

Oh, he would drop a ‘baby’ now, slipping it in so casually, so naturally, like there’s nothing unusual about him calling you that. As if it’s not something new he only started doing the other day, happening maybe a handful of times since. 

Since the two of you have been doing this undefined thing, there’s really only been one unspoken rule. You sleep in your bed, and he sleeps on the couch. Even on the nights when Haneul’s working the late shift, or she’s over at Jongho’s. You never know if she’ll come home early, so you don’t risk it. It’s just easier this way.

Doesn’t mean you like it, though. 

“Because. If Haneul catches you coming out of here - “

The sound of a door opening makes you freeze right down to your tongue, leaving your sentence unfinished. Your head swivels towards your own door. A pair of feet pad down the hall, getting closer, then fading away, until you hear another door being closed. The bathroom. 

“Noona.” 

You turn to find a sober-looking San staring at you. He reaches out, hands settling on your hips, holding on to you as you stand between his legs. Clinging again. 

“She’s in early today, right?” 

The two of you probably know Haneul’s schedule better than she does. You nod.

“Then I’ll just stay in here. She’ll think I never came home.” 

He makes it sound so simple. So reasonable. He’ll stay here until she leaves. Why didn’t you think of that? Is it because you don’t like thinking of San with someone else, even if said person is an imaginary person who exists solely to provide an excuse that will allow you to get what you want? And if you get what you want now, it’s only going to hurt more when you can’t have it anymore?

Yeah, that’s probably it. 

“I don’t know…” you bite your lip.

“Come on,” he wheedles, drawing you into his lap again, cupping your face with both hands. “Let me stay with you. Don’t you want me?” 

And there it goes, the last remaining bit of your resistance. 

“Okay.”

San seems a little shocked, face lighting up in delight, and you wonder if it’s at how quickly you agreed, or that you agreed at all. Maybe both.

“But we have to be quiet. So, you know…” You trail off, gesturing wordlessly. 

“No moondancing?” He emphasizes the word heavily, lifting a brow, and you roll your eyes but grin as well.

“Right, none of that.”

“Just cuddles?” 

As if he needs to ask. You nod. “But I’m not coming to bed until I finish my work.” You reclaim your seat at your desk, folding your arms over the back of it, trying to give the appearance of someone with a solid backbone, since yours is apparently made of pudding. 

“That’s okay,” San says, already tugging his shirt off, then his pants, until he’s only in his boxer briefs. He peels back your comforter, sliding into the soft sheets, and again the action is so natural, so normal, like he does this every night, that something in your chest constricts. “I’ll just wait for you.” 

Your first thought is that you should inform him that he’s going to be waiting a while, but then again, maybe he won’t. 

You’re feeling suddenly inspired. 

(It’s three in the morning, and you’re falling in love.)

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Taglist: @sweetnspicy-noona @krystal-a @jennylychee @hiefisch

© 2023-24 by minisugakoobies. Crossposted to AO3. Please do not copy or repost. I do not allow translations of my work.

[vrmxlho]

-ˏˋ ur socials as reo's gf ˊˎ-

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yn: new car or smth idk

tagged: mikage

isagi_11: bmw x1 u11 ICE xline

↳ yn: wow

↳ isagi_11: impressed?

↳ yn: yeah, you’re more of a loser than i imagined…

666666: when will @reo buy me a new car?

↳ mikage: who are you?

↳ 666666: WHAT IS WITH THIS ATTITUDE ???

↳ yn: idk but i like it 🤭

↳ 666666: you must love seeing people suffer...

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yn: he’s always editing our pics like you can't look hotter chill 😚😚🙄

tagged: mikage

666666: he's editing you lil bro 🫶

↳ yn: can i kill nagi?

↳ mikage: ofc

↳ yn: why do you hate women nagi?

↳ 666666: im a feminist ive read toni morrison!!

↳ yn: ???? irrelevant????

↳ 666666: bby why're we beefing it was a joke 😣😢😢

mikage: anyone would wanna edit themselves when they're standing next to you 💜💜

↳ yn: shut up 😏

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mikage: with the love of my life

tagged: yn

yn: ur the cutest

↳ mikage: no you 💜

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↳ karasu: y'all are both ugly ash!! hope that helps <3

666666: why is man’s holding his phone like that??

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↳ 666666: there can never be too much hating 😊

zantetsu: covid core 🦠

↳ yn: jump

↳ zantetsu: ur not aesthetic!!!

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mikage: we kinda cute

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yn: these are just pictures of you 😐😐

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↳ yn: wtf ❤️

cat: meow

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↳ yn: DON'T SAY THAT SHIT???

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yn: when he cooks for you 💝💘💞💗💓💖💕💟

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↳ isagi_11: LITERALLY WHEN?? YOU ARE 18 HOW DID YOU GO TO CULINARY SCHOOL?

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↳ 666666: FUCK YOU!!

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[your-goth-sis]

hiii, can I request separate Wesker, Carmina, Pyramidhead and either Frank or Joey with a survivor gf that is kinda like a stalker? Like in trial they'd be mid chase with another survivor and they would see the reader just standing there menacingly watching them. And even outside of trials they would see her behind a tree alwaya following them but they'd be too creeped out to acknowledge she's there? Plus if she has fantasy colored hair that really stands out and she even has a camera that she came into the fog with

sending kisses!! ilyy 💕💕

*kisses received*

Albert Wesker

Tbh he's kinda into it but creeped out at the same time.

He was in chase with your friend when he suddenly felt eyes burning into him.

He stopped chase with the survivor and turns around slowly, seeing you behind the tree.

He sighed "Dearheart, what has gotten into you?"

You'd smile creepily and told your head "it's fun to watch you, Albert *giggle*"

He'd get the chills and think you're more fit to be a killer than him.

Outside the trails, he'd tease you

"How's my little stalker doing?"

Carmina

Oof

She's not into it

She is severely creeped out but still loves you :3

She was in chase and noticed you behind a tree, with your brightly colored hair, smiling creepily and taking pictures.

She sighed and calmly walked over to you, asking to cut it out.

"B-But you're so beautiful I want pictures of you on my wall *giggles*"

When she morried a survivor, you took pictures of it and gave it to her once the trail was over.

"A gift!"

Pyramidhead

Oh boy oh boy.

He saw your colored hair from a mile away.

PUNISHMENT

Bro's a parasite that punishes, so he's obviously going to punish you for being an absolute creep XD

He was in chase but when he noticed you, he immediately went your way and caged you.

He is slightly sadistic (from what I heard about him) so when he punishes you, he will take his time.

If you still stalk him outside trails, he'd chase you away.

Frank Morrison

"What are you doing?"

"Taking pictures, duh" you said emotionlessly

Honestly find it hot but if you do it too much, he'd get annoyed

"Okay it's not funny anymore, cut it out!"

You smile creepily and giggled "oh yeah? This is a hobby of mine"

They say that the crazy ones are the best in bed, right? Because that's exactly what he believes

Joey

Poor baby

He's scared for his life

Y'all were outside trail and he excused himself from his friendgroup when he saw you stalking them from behind a tree

"Babe, what are you doing?"

You show him the pictures "isn't it amazing?"

He's so creeped out lmao but he still loves you to bits

He'd smile and wrap his arms around you "I love you too my little stalker

[engagemythrusters]

it IS funny to hear Boss and go "yep THAT one is temuera morrison"

ahem. anyway.

republic commando time.

[wurmzirkus]

3, 4, 6, 12 :)

3. What were your top five books of the year?

IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER

flights by olga tokarczuk (!!!!!!!!!)

love letters: virginia and vita (bro. no comment.)

paradise by tony morrison (this one DEVASTATED me)

the lathe of heaven by ursula k. le guin (made my jaw drop)

we both laughed in pleasure by lou sullivan (killed me dead.)

4. Did you discover any new authors that you love this year?

i thought i'd probably love her but i finally read some ali smith books and i LOVED them!!!!!! she writes in this way that makes me go "oh you can DO THAT???", i feel like i've redefined my understanding of what a novel is capable of this year and it really is mostly thanks to her

6. Was there anything you meant to read but never got to?

ohhh man. orientalism by edward said has been lying around half-read for yeaaaaaaaars. i promise i'm finishing it this year, i've been setting a daily reading goal and i'm on the last 100 pages...... i'm just not used to reading stuff this academical! turns out english isn't my first language

12. Any books that disappointed you?

[verminty]

long overdue for a basic intro post so here it is!

► I'm Jun/Vermin!!!!!! ▻ they/them with a splash of he/him, and some neos too but I'd prefer you ask about em first. ► queerly aroace & genderqueer is the short explanation, polyam aroaceflux fagdyke & genderfluid/fuck relationship anarchist is the longer one. there's more nuance to my identity than can be labeled, so I usually just stick with queer. ▻ nd, autistic & adhd having empty system, (I also suspect some kind of schizospec disorder but more research is required.) ◃I experience a lot of fatigue (mental, emotional, social) and executive function issues because of these factors, please be patient with me! ► artist, usually traditional but I've been doing more and more digital lately. :^)

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◈horror specific blog: @bloody-glowstick (I post fake but uncensored and untagged gore here due to the fact that its a horror blog.) ◈otherkin blog: @lichenteeth (I post both real (like organs & animal cadavers, nothing goreporn adjacent) and fake uncensored gore here, however it is tagged.)

if you have something you want tagged, lmk in a dm or ask and I might do so! its a case by case basis, but on the whole I will try.

DNI (subject to change):

TERFs/SWERFs, MAPS/pedos, transmeds, anti-neopronouns, anti-mspec lesbians, anti-endo/anti non-traumagenic systems (im fused and not that involved in syscourse but please block me if you’re exclusionist), and obviously nazi punks can fuck right off <3

Interests!!:

punk! both the music and the subculture itself. music in general is huge for me, I have eclectic taste. crochet, sculpting, diy type shit, painting, 80s/90s horror, practical sfx and makeup, possums, poetry, sci-fi & fantasy, and early queer culture and history. fandomy shit, bolded is stuff i'm currently heavily involved in: star trek, fallout, adventure time, hannibal, doom patrol (the grant morrison run specifically), the sandman comics, undertale/deltarune, portal, bcs/brba, reanimator, delicious in dungeon, dorohedoro, OFF, the evil dead, Watchmen, dhmis, metalocalypse, venture bros

[bogwitchmediaconsumption]

hi ok been EVEN more months haha oopsies

ok i kinda didn't know what to put on this blog because i started getting way too obsessed with superheroes and stopped consuming as much dw(i still love it but like... superheroes are so COOL) so i thought that in order to keep this thing updated, i'd just expand my horizons by porting over my big media watch/read/play/listen list! this is gonna be a massive post of everything so far, and then new updates will be new pieces of media! everything listed in order(and some brief thoughts)

Batman: The Court of Owls - Snyder/Capullo (Great!) Batman: The Court of Owls Vol 2/The City of Owls - Snyder/Capullo (Alright...)

Batman: The Night of Owls - Snyder/Capullo (Meh, but I had incorrect expectations)

Inscryption(Fucking phenomenal, play this bizarre ass game)

Doctor Who Series 2(Very good!)

Much Ado About Nothing - Shakespeare, a reading (Loved this one)

Neon Genesis Evangelion - The Original Show (yeah this was a fixation for a while too)

Undertale (really good, but not as loved for me as others)

Julius Caesar, a reading - Shakespeare (Good one Billy)

Donmar Warehouse Production of Julius Caesar (go women go)

A Page of Madness - 1926 Movie (makes no sense but hell yeah)

Legend of Zelda Oracle of Ages (God this game frustrated me so much)

As You Like It, a reading - Shakespeare (I think I remember which play this is)

Howl, and Other Poems - Allen Ginsberg (Liked this one! Howl is the strongest by a lot though)

Lunch Poems - Frank O'Hara (Very cool!)

Rewatch of Over The Garden Wall (god this show is so fucking incredible)

Everything Everywhere All At Once - 2022 Movie (my movie of the year so far, it's beautiful)

Words Bubble Up Like Soda Pop - 2021 Movie (Cute! but it's not much more than that)

Cat Soup - 2003 Short Film (Awesome but also What the Fuck?)

Swamp Thing Vol. 1: The Root of All Evil - Millar/Hester/Morrison

Cat Soup Rewatch (Had to share with a friend)

Bee and Puppycat Season 1 (Adorable!! so lovely and cute)

Everything Everywhere All At Once Rewatch (had to get a friend to see it for the first time)

Bee and Puppycat Season 1 Rewatch (Ok don't judge me)

The Residents: Triple Trouble - 2022 Movie (idk how to start with this one)

Watchmen - Moore/Gibbons (got some nitpick gripes with the ending: but it's fucking brilliant)

Neon Genesis Evangelion: The End of Evangelion (Really good! Better ending than the show)

Leonor - 1975 Movie (nothing quite like a theatre yelling "jump off the bridge")

Smiling Friends Season 1 (I knew a lot of the jokes going it, but it's still gutbusting)

Sir Gawain and the Green Knight (get his ass Gawain, or get yours got, I guess)

Bless The Daughter Raised by A Voice in Her Head - Warsan Shire (a couple really standout poems in a mostly just ok volume. if this one comes across as harsh, i had to analyze this for 3+ weeks for class)

Adventure Time Season 1 (it's my roommate's favorite show, i'd never seen it)

Doctor Who: The Heralds of Destruction - Cornell/Jones (it's good, with material that does hold, but it's not any spectacular)

Batman & Robin - 1997 Movie (Awful, but also not that)

Super Mario Bros - 1993 Movie (This shit slaps, idc what anyone else says)

Neon Genesis Evangelion: Volumes 1-3 - Yoshiyuki Sadamoto (It's good on it's own, but it's especially interesting as an adaptation of the show)

JLA: Earth 2 - Morrison/Quitely (I really like it, but also wish it was longer)

Adventure Time Season 2(still cute!)

The Amazing Spider-Man: Edge of Spider-Verse - lotsa people (They're mostly fine Spider introductions with the man-spider guy one being notably bad and Peni's being notably good)

Adventure Time Season 3 (fun, I started getting really into the show at this point)

Adventure Time Season 4 (fun, still ramping on excitement)

Adventure Time Season 5 (good, but maybe my least favorite season. just a lot of sadder episodes in this one)

Fahrenheit 451 - 2018 Film (it sucks. also they should've been gay. but what do I know)

Ariel - Sylvia Plath (yeah ok cut out my heart why don't you)

Legend of Zelda Majora's Mask - Akira Himekawa (very fun interpretation of the story! but i wish it was a bit longer)

Legend of Zelda Oracle of Seasons (I like this one more than ages, but not by much)

Scott Pilgrim Comic Reread, All 6 Volumes - Bryan Lee O'Malley (I still love it and find a LOAD in it, despite it's occasional drastically poor choice in language or implication

Le Mani Sulla Citta - 1963 Film (god i could watch italian guys argue all day) watched between Scott Pilgrim Volumes 1 and 2 but I wanted to keep it neat

Adventure Time Season 6(maybe my favorite season? either this one or season 7)

Dracula Ballet - Milwaukee Ballet Company (Good show! read the book first or it won't make a lick of sense)

Robo Sapiens: Tales of Tomorrow - Toranosuke Shimada (very very cool, super interesting almost a little martian chronicles esque)

Murder On The Orient Express - 2017 Film (very fun and interesting movie to watch: should be noted i've never read the book)

Adventure Time Season 7 (on rereading episode lists, this one is probably my easy favorite. so many good ones)

Pokemon Blue (i was trying to do a generationlocke, you see)

Never Open It: The Taboo Trilogy - Ken Niimura (really really good, the art is especially great in this one)

Pokemon Crystal (see?)

Pokemon Emerald (SEE???)

Adventure Time Season 8 (Great, but the beginning of a slight downward trend in my enjoyment of the show. it becomes more plot focused than character focused here, and that did make it a bit less fun. still great though)

Loveless - Alice Oseman (I love a lot of her books, and I love this one too! but for some reason it just doesn't strike me as fully satisfying and i don't know why)

Pokemon Firered Omega (SEE???? also i wanted to add romhacks to make it harder)

Adventure Time Season 9 (some really good character moments, but it is even more plot focused here)

Spiderman: Into The Spider-Verse - 2018 Film (holy fuck this movie is incredible, maybe just as loved as EEAAO?)

The Complete Maus - Art Spiegelman (really good! art is great, and the metanarrative is super interesting)

Pokemon Blue (I died)

Time Guardian Volume 1 - Kishi/Ichinose (it's fun, but nothing really beyond that)

Pokemon Blue (guess who died again)

Adventure Time Season 10 (finally did it! the most plot focused of the last seasons, and thus it's maybe the least memorable to me. still really good though)

Spiderman: Across The Spider-Verse - 2023 Movie (it's great, but not quite as good as the first because it doesn't stand-alone. chock full of the best visuals, voicing, and story of the year though)

Pokemon Crystal (ok....)

Pokemon Emerald (uh huh......)

Ghost in the Shell - 1995 Film (Really weird and interesting and pretty! I liked it)

Knives Out - 2019 Film (it's very good, especially because of the family banter and performances. without it's cast it would probably not be so great. though the plotting does come together in the end for me)

The Spectacular Spider-Man Season 1 (oh my GOD this show is so good)

Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery (it's good, but I really love to see the detective/criminal battle of wits in mystery/detective movies and that's really not what this movie is)

Snow, Glass, Apples - Gaiman/Doran (interesting take of a fairy tale!)

Punisher 2099 #1 (it's ok)

Punisher 2099 #2 (it's also ok, neither here nor there)

Batman: Fear State - Tynion IV/Jimenez (I do like it, but i wish it placed more character moments front and center. it also tries to juggle SO many damn characters, and a lot of them just feel like cameos)

Shin Godzilla - 2016 Film (you can TELL that the evangelion team worked on this, it rocks. also the movie is very good)

A Field In England - 2013 Film (it's interesting, and weird, but maybe not anything special quality wise)

The Mexican Night - Lawrence Ferlinghetti (spongebob screaming meme I LOVE READING JOURNALS. I LOVE HEARING NOTHING BUT YOUR THOUGHTS AS YOU GO ABOUT YOUR DAY)

Vern, Custodian of the Universe - Tyrell Waiters (it's cool, and the visuals are great, but the plot is not especially good and it starts to lose what makes it interesting later on)

Barbie - 2023 Film (hilarious, incredible)

Beowulf Graphic Novel - Petrucha/Chamberlain (an interesting take on Beowulf, the art is great![no, i don't know how many times i'm gonna keep saying it either])

Bloom - Panetta/Ganucheau (it's cute and good, but it doesn't go into enough detail or character depth to stick with me)

Inferno - Hickman/Caselli (it's like. alright. it's mostly a political thriller, which is not what i was hoping for when i got it at the library. that's one thing, but i also don't think it's an especially good political thriller. I also don't think it knows where it's going really. i still don't know where it was going and i read the ending and everything.)

Pokemon Blue(it had to all come crashing down eventually, right?)

Cucumber Quest: The Doughnut Kingdom - Gigi D.G. (it's cute and charming! not a lot here beyond that)

20,000 Leagues Under the Sea - 1954 Movie (it's engaging and interesting, but i'm not sure what to think critically. good? bad? i kinda don't know. also it's disney in the 50's, there's some gratuitous racism)

Porco Rosso - 1992 Film (the whole "oooh fio likes porco" thing makes me a little uncomfy, but besides that the movie is BALLER. go porco go)

The Golem: How He Came Into The World - 1920 Film (it's interesting, but it's not as enjoyable as stuff like Caligari or Page of Madness)

Superman: For All Seasons - Loeb/Sale (oh my GOD this rocks. so good, so down to earth, so enjoyable. i love this)

All-Star Superman - Morrison/Quitely (I really like this a lot, but I do feel it kinda is off base with what's appealing about Superman to me. it takes Superman and really spins him as a mythical god level figure, to the point where Lois refuses to believe he's Clark and... what the story is is very good. but Superman being regular ol' Clark at the end of the day is what makes him so wonderful to me. This is absolutely a Superman that pretends to be Clark Kent. feel like that's a big distinction. lex's characterization is PHENOMENAL though, SO good.)

And now... my most recent watch............

yeah ok it's more superman

My Adventures with Superman Season 1 (it's phenomenal. like spectacular spider-man levels of good. The voicing, animation, designs, writing, it's ALL here. the overarching plot is also particularly capturing in this show, which sometimes fails to be the case for some superhero shows! i will say that i start to dislike SOME elements of the overarching plot introduced in Ep. 7 and beyond, but they don't diminish my love of this show very much at all. cannot WAIT for season 2 foaming at the mouth, chomping, zinging around my room etc)

alright! so that just took me like an hour and a half. but that kinda stuff is what i think i wanna do with this blog for now! so if that's your cup of tea keep hanging around! and if it's not... well there's always a chance i decide to change it again so idk your call.

[decadentlightthing-blog]

“He who controls the mind controls the minds of the public.” - Noam Chomsky & Jim Morrison.

Most of us accept the fact that social media shortens our attention span.

But do we really understand the fact that it does not only do that, but much more - affecting our whole way of thinking?

“But it doesnt affect me” Is a commonly cited quote, which might be relevant to many readers of this text too. This is a projection of our everyday consciousness, which is ignorance. Our minds are very selective, and we are very prone to live in a one firmly set of habits. 

And in our day to day life, what are we actually working with, internally? 

If one can really be honest about this, one can observe that Memory is mostly being acted upon for the most part. That’s the main instrument that we are playing with. But there’s a downside to using primarily just memory. As wears out the brain, and gradually, when one gets old, brain gets slower and slower.

Unfortunately this has been taken as some sort of a fundamental truth, like there’s no other way to live, act, and learn. This is a very concerning trait of our Western culture. 

Piling up knowledge into our brains without really facing the fact that our brain has limited capacity, there are inevitable consequences and therefore the fragmentation of the brain will happen. The increasing amount of distractions in society and modern lifestyle takes us away from our true nature which is far beyond the common way of life, with a biased way of thinking and superficial emotional life.

What over indulgence of social media and the noncritical way of internalizing information does to us internally, is that it evades that essential spaciousness needed for the mind.

We don’t seem to realize that “Nothing is something”.

I strongly encourage you to take a step towards a better life and for the next moment when you notice yourself caught in the same behaviour pattern, just stop. When you’re after short term pleasures or constantly amusing yourself with entertainment, take a moment to reflect on your life. 

Another phenomenon of our state of mind is that “ It is not that deep bro “, also known as Postmodernism. This I wont go into into any further in this post.

Going back to what I was saying, it is essential for us to not always try to fill our boredom with something. Fun fact, indigenious people did not have a word for boredom. They were so aligned with nature, and the nature of universe, which is a gift and the alignment to that naturally brings out gratitude to oneself. Indigenious people would be stimulated to just see that the green is grass, wind is blowing, and the sky is blue. And the culture was more about mutual good. Meanwhile in our modern culture mental disorders are becoming more and more complex. 

Where do we go from here?

Order in the mind can only come out of the understanding of disorder.

Looking at ‘what is’, presently operating in the mind, IS in in fact disorder.

Our everyday consciousness, like previously said, is ignorance. 

There are at least 6 grand illusions that are inherited from the very beginning of our childhood, and are encouraged by educational system. 

1) The illusion of thought 2) The illusion of self 3) The illusion of knowledge 4) The illusion of time 5) The illusion of control 6) The illusion of fear.

Look up: Self-enquiry

It is also to mention, that division inevitably brings about conflict. Very dangerous way of thinking is that there’s one truth, that my side is the good side, and others are bad. This is just one trait of the habits of War, and all the ugliness in the world made by man.

Last words,

althought I might paint a very gloomy picture of our way of living, I see the radical honesty of that fact as essential. And it does not end there, this is perhaps the more important part. Once we really delve into this ‘living’ we call, we can start to go beyond it. A one single moment, an insight can bring about radical change in oneself. Maintaining this positive change within oneself, implies constant awareness of unawareness. Being present when our negative impulses kick in, we’re there in the moment and in that we have all the power to act rationally, sanely, and not to go along with it.

[radiomaxmusic]

Feature LP / Van Morrison - Moondance (1970) / 11pm ET / 2-3-25

Moondance is the third studio album by Northern Irish singer-songwriter Van Morrison. It was released January 27, 1970 by Warner Bros. Records. After the commercial failure of his first Warner Bros. album Astral Weeks (1968), Morrison moved to upstate New York with his wife and began writing songs for Moondance. There, he met the musicians that would record the album with him at New York City’s A…

[the-firebird69]

little Teeny Hulk challenging abomination bring it bro yeah give you a little small compare it to watch it'd be kind of chunky but that guy's only like 6'1 and it's pretty big though and they're saying that's the sizes. And they're gonna get to it but we're gonna get these plants going and we're going to talk to them and it is a way to get things going and hire people so it keeps lighting a fire in my **** I w it's imagination we have to hire people you supposed to know. We have the Corvette's too going out we're sending out chassis and bodies fairly soon the agreements going to be made real soon. It's with the pseudo empire but they sell to the empire. And they sell to others. Have a huge project launching today and a limbs will announce it here.

Thor Freya

We have a lot of work to do we want to get compensation to a lot of our people and it is getting difficult. Veer idea is good and it came from our son and daughter and Hulk Hogan. He heard it and he said it this is what I want to do it was encouraged by the Morlock so he's not very happy with what they're saying. It's common knowledge that they do this kind of weird stuff. And it is a little bit odd looking but after a little bit of while he could change it the beer is nice and inexpensive it's as cheap as the cheapest brand but the quality is better than Budweiser it's Monica Miller and it does taste good. And our people have tried it and sampled it and it's not dangerous it's very clean it's healthy it's probably a much better for you than the water you drink. There's a lot of other things happening. We will announce our major project now.

:::WE ARE STARTING MAJOR CONSTRUCTION PROJECTS IN OUR AREAS AND THE PERIMETER. 20 CITY AREAS IN OUR AREAS, 10 CITY AREAS IN THE PERIMETER:::

And from now on we should put it in caps this is much easier to see. There are other things happening but this is a major event. The city areas that we're building are the size of downtown New York City times two with outskirts the diameter is five miles of the total city. We're building them in our area to escape the disgusting stuff that's in regular cities and I suppose we'll be segregated but we're gonna have meetings and such and there'll be apartments and they'll filter in there's going to be a huge paradigm shift coming today with regards to businesses nobody but nobody wants to own one it's not true they wanna try and the max are gonna get beaten up and they'll realize Hulk Hogan is using extreme methods. It is very very awful and they're very rude people. This business was starting is huge we now have two construction companies about 30 of them are going to Morrison Knutsen And the remainder going to Flour Daniels these are huge companies folks they are gigantic each of them has about 3000 small projects in about 500 medium sized projects as well. They said that they are within capacity but we're hiring like madness and they're hiring their people back and they're finding out that a lot of Martin around so they're hiring people who then are related to and they're happy to work it's a massive hiring campaign and it's not really that huge yet but these cities are gigantic OK the buildings are about a mile and a half high that is a very large it's from our sons apt to Charlotte Harbor it's Humongous at the base of it is about Cormal Wide by 3/8 wide of a mile that's gigantic it is about five city blocks in downtown New York City. And we're building them now they go up rather quickly in one month they should be finished some of them will be a little bit behind that because of scheduling conflicts with utilities we might help with that and it's the perimeter they said you can't shut it down not even to hook it up and they said no then they said that's ridiculous so yeah you have to be able to shut it down to hook it up but they said you can't really do the road work which is about 10 miles during the day and off hours you only have like three hours and it has to be patched in there's really no other way to do it is true it's very congested 10 miles of roadway and then we have to use one lane and if you came by and ripped it all out we could probably do 5 miles a night but three hours is pretty tight and they said they don't want it ripped out fully it won't match the other side and it's true and the only 11 lane closed it's for water and sewer and the sun says why are we putting water in sewer under the road what if you have to fix it. I guess it keeps people from digging to it. And that's probably the answer. The answer is you have to do a segment at a time and it's a pain in the **** but really it's 10 miles we do it the whole time and it's really awful at night there's not a ton of traffic it's like half of daytime traffic in Shaw County it's really not bad the line isn't too long it moves along there are a couple of the solutions you can go around a two mile loop to connect with a another line but they'd rather have us connect with this one and redo the line it would lessen the burden and we agree OK he says there's a few other projects they are very meaningful you go ahead there's

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Olympus

[talesofesther]

i will never get over this series

"You should wake up soon," Wednesday says, even though you never reply. She doesn't even know if you're listening. "It's much too sunny without you."

she's so soft for her I'm gonna cry

Wednesday sharply looks at the principal, her eyes full of suspicion. She has no doubts that Weems knew she had gouged out Henry's eyes. After all, she had timed it perfectly for the authorities to arrive on time before he could die. 

The optic nerve was completely severed to ensure his psychic abilities could never manifest again, and then she fed his eyeballs to the fish in the river as she rowed her way back. 

dude the way i was uncontrollably smiling during this whole scene is worrying at best, but OMG Wednesday gouging out his eyes is SO HHHHHHH romantic

if the person you love doesn't do that for you are they even worth it?

"As Fae's guardian, I am personally filing charges. I'm quite confident Morrison Sr will want to accept the plea bargain when we meet next week, lest he wants a long, grueling court battle where I will drag his family name through the mud."

Weems I love you so

Turning towards her room, Wednesday first goes there and picks up the fuzzy black blanket, folding it neatly together, then draping it over her arm. She grabs a single grape lollipop from Enid's desk before she takes the shortest way to the front gates. 

fuckkkk she's so thoughtful I'm gonna melt into a puddle

You're smiling at her. You look tired with the bags and dark circles under your eyes, but you're alive, and you look so—Wednesday clenches her jaw—hers. You just look like hers. Franz Kafka said it best: you are the knife she turns inside herself. 

AW MAN come ooonnn, don't do this to my lonely heart Vannn

Your body is a steady weight on top of hers, and you radiate a warmth that Wednesday thought would make her uncomfortable with how cool her body normally is. But it just makes everything tepid, and Wednesday finds she has a penchant for it. 

YES YES cuddling 💘💘💘❤💖💕❤💖

The past two weeks, you've been rather boring as all you can do is rest

lsakdjjslkd this made me laugh

Wednesday's fingers trail over the arches of your wings, feeling the bone just underneath the soft feathers. Your wing twitches, but you say nothing. She continues her exploration of her wings, careful over the wounds that are still slowly healing but have been much better with the salve she created using Goody's spellbook. 

bro this is everything, so intimate, so precious

Wednesday glances down at you before she pulls the blanket up higher. "Come with me to my manor on the next Parents' Day."

idk how to explain what this scene makes me feel but it makes me feel a lot of things

"Nothing that I would allow anyone else to call you," Wednesday huffs with annoyance, still cursing her father's passed-on nicknaming abilities.

"Why not?"

Silence again. Wednesday seems to be debating her discontentment before she says, "you are mine."

yep, that's it, i have melted.. this scene is my new favorite thing in the world, honestly literal goosebumps

"You're mine then?" you say, and it's more of a statement than a question.

"I am," Wednesday confirms.

dude :') i cry.. Wednesday saying she belongs to Fae as well is everything to me, it's like she's accepting her feelings

"You had my phone number this entire time?" Wednesday feels something brewing inside of her, and it's mainly murder. 

LOL the cherry on top

Van, what you have created here, is a masterpiece, I have no better words for it; this story is so well thought, so genuinely enjoyable to read, so perfect; I know I will be coming back to read it not once or twice but multiple times because that's how much I love it, I'll never let go of it. <3

—KAIROSCLEROSIS | TEN (FINAL)

Pairing: Wednesday Addams x OFC/Fem!Reader

Summary: Everything comes to settle in the aftermath. You're healing and Wednesday takes the time to consider what she's experiencing until she picks it apart in a way she can tolerate it. You are hers, though. That is for certain.

Warnings: softsoftsoftsoft. so soft. Wednesday is soft. cuddling. happy ending. healing. bantering. did i say soft? crying it's so soft. satisfying aftermath. the nickname bet comes to an end. soft in case you were unaware.

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Part Nine

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Kairosclerosis: Noun. The moment you realize that you're currently happy—consciously trying to savor the feeling—which prompts your intellect to identify it, pick it apart, and put it in context, where it will slowly dissolve until it's little more than an aftertaste.

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Wednesday sits beside your hospital bed, quietly reading Goody's spellbook. The only noise is the sound of your quiet breathing and the steady beeping from the machine that monitors your heart rate. 

The spellbook is coming in handy already. Wednesday has just discovered a better remedial salve—one that should actually speed up the healing process. Once Enid arrives, Wednesday would be free to go and gather the ingredients she needed. She would need some honey from Eugene's bees, and she recalled a plant in the greenhouse with the pulp she needed.

A particularly deep breath draws Wednesday's attention from her book. Her head tilts slightly over as she peers at you. Your eyes are closed, unaware of anything as you slept on. You had to be put on your stomach so that your wings could rest without anything touching them. 

The reopened wounds had to be stitched back together and then bandaged, which the doctor noted would have to be for two weeks and frequently changed. Wednesday was merely waiting for you to be discharged, and she could take your healing into her own hands. The nurse earlier had received a scathing glare when she was not delicate in changing your bandages yesterday, causing your brows to furrow as you slept on. 

Morons, Wednesday vehemently decided then. They couldn't be trusted with you. 

"You should wake up soon," Wednesday says, even though you never reply. She doesn't even know if you're listening. "It's much too sunny without you."

"Wednesday," Enid sighs as she walks into the room, a new bouquet of flowers in her hands. "Why are you up again? You're supposed to be resting too. You got stabbed in the arm!"

"This is hardly anything," Wednesday raises her brow as she closes the spellbook and puts it back into her bag. "It honestly hurts more when I punch Pugsley."

“You mean when Pugsley punches you?”

“No.”

"Still," Enid frowns, looking over her roommate. Despite only having been two days since the ordeal, Wednesday threatened the hospital staff to discharge her mere hours after she got cleaned and fixed up. 

You could barely tell that Wednesday was injured by the way she continued wearing long sleeves, tidy braids, and lack of reaction. The only visible sign was the bandage she had to wear over her temple. 

"Fae will be upset if you refuse to rest and heal when she wakes up." Enid looks over to you, biting her bottom lip. A part of her wants to cry at how banged up you looked. She knew—could smell how much blood there was that night. But now you really looked broken with the machines hooked up to you and the red-stained bandages wrapped over your wings. 

It was worse than when Eugene was in the hospital last year. 

Wednesday looks at you once more as she prepares to leave. Your back rises and falls with each steady breath. "Then I suppose she'll have to wake up if she wants me to even consider listening to her grievances against me."

Walking out the door, Wednesday doesn't spare you another glance as she walks down the corridors. The nurses give her a wide berth, the lights flickering as she walks. 

A room comes up as she makes her way to the stairwell. There are two police guards posted outside. As she passes, she looks into the window and sees a lanky boy with messy hair and gauze bandages wrapped around his eyes and head. He's completely unaware. 

Wednesday smiles sinisterly. 

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"Miss Addams," Weems greets as she puts down her fancy fountain pen, gesturing for Wednesday to come closer.

Wednesday wordlessly takes a seat, her face impassive. 

They stare at each other for a long moment before Weems lets out a long, tired sigh. She pinches the bridge of her nose before she looks at the macabre girl. 

"How are your classes going?" Weems asks.

Wednesday looks unimpressed as she lets out a dull "Fine."

"I hear you're taking class notes for Fae when she wakes up," Weems smiles then, and Wednesday narrows her eyes.

"Only because Enid's writing is so cacographic that it'd be more legible if it was put through a shredder."

Weem merely chuckles, rubbing her temples. "The reason I've called you to my office is that the investigation is finally coming to an end." Weems folds her hands together on the desk in front of her. "I know you've given the police your statement, but I thought I'd get the event recounted by you myself."

"I've assumed you read the report?" Wednesday asks, her chin jilted slightly. 

Weems nods.

"Then you already know what happened. I will not be changing my story," Wednesday raises her brow. "She was kidnapped. I found the clues to where she was and the fact that Henry was the culprit. When I arrived, she was unconscious and chained to the table, poisoned with a draeconium potion."

Wednesday watches as Weems's hands tighten slightly.

"Henry gave his unremarkable sob story before we engaged in combat. The noises woke her up, and she freed herself before she defended us against Henry."

"I noticed you weren't very descriptive in this area in your report," Weems points out.

"Everything she did was something only a high lord's daughter or a night faerie would be able to do, so I will keep it to myself. The police are welcome to come and try to get an answer out of me," Wednesday's eyes glint as she gives a sharp smile, "but at their own risk."

Weems gives a wry smile and waves her hand for Wednesday to continue.

"Henry's desperation to attack us and gain the upper hand led him to strain his eyes and lose consciousness. At that moment, Enid and everyone else barged in as they finally escaped his mindscape. We all made our way back here to get medical help."

Weems stares at Wednesday after the girl finishes recounting the story. "I see," the principal says evenly after a moment. "And that was what happened? Henry lost consciousness and you left him there immediately after?"

"Yes. I wasn't going to go out of my way to bring back a kidnapper and our attempted murderer," Wednesday shrugs. 

"He could have died," Weems emphasizes pointedly. "Which would've been another death here at Nevermore two years in a row."

"His failure to kill us both is his own fault. He should deal with the consequences of it himself. The authorities were able to get them, were they not? I hear he's resting in his own guarded room." There was a telling smirk on Wednesday's face.

"Yes," Weems's voice is hard. "Though I'm sure you know the guards are useless, considering he no longer has eyes and can't use his gift anymore."

"I heard rumors around the hospital," Wednesday's face was indifferent again. 

"Wednesday," Weems sighs. "This was a disaster. Henry Morrison Sr wants to further investigate the disappearance of his son's eyes. He's convinced that they were surgically removed and considering there was only you in this situation that was conscious, he wants to press charges against you."

"Is he an absolute moron?" Wednesday raises her brow. "Is he not aware of what his son attempted to do?"

"Yes, well—"

"I encourage him to try to press charges against me with the lack of evidence he has. This case would be so laughable, I wouldn't even need to hire legal help with how guaranteed my victory is."

"Yes," Weems cuts in before Wednesday can say anything else. "And I told him as such."

Wednesday sharply looks at the principal, her eyes full of suspicion. She has no doubts that Weems knew she had gouged out Henry's eyes. After all, she had timed it perfectly for the authorities to arrive on time before he could die. 

The optic nerve was completely severed to ensure his psychic abilities could never manifest again, and then she fed his eyeballs to the fish in the river as she rowed her way back. 

"I have informed Mr. Morrison Sr that back in 1956, there was a similar incident where a psychic had over-exerted himself, resulting in his eyes bursting and it seemed that may be the case here." Weems's eyes seem to search for something in Wednesday, but it doesn't seem like she's looking for the truth. "There's no proof indicating otherwise. With that, Henry Jr is expelled, obviously."

"Will he be going to jail like Tyler?" Wednesday's quick to ask.

"Well, considering only one student attacked—no, I'm not counting you as you foolishly went after Fae alone—it's not enough to warrant having the academy file charges—"

"Of course," Wednesday hisses disdainfully. "We wouldn't want to potentially harm the school's impeccable reputation—"

"—That being said," Weems cut in forcefully, giving Wednesday a stern look. "As Fae's guardian, I am personally filing charges. I'm quite confident Morrison Sr will want to accept the plea bargain when we meet next week, lest he wants a long, grueling court battle where I will drag his family name through the mud."

Wednesday went quiet. She doesn't apologize, but there's a mild look of respect in Wednesday’s eyes. Her eyes flicker down and then back up. "Why did you want me to recount the report if the investigation has obviously concluded?"

Weems gathers the paper on her desk, shuffling them to line up. "I merely wanted to hear the events in your own words, as the police will still want Fae's matching statement when she awakens."

Wednesday stares on.

"I'm dismissing you for the day," Weems says as she puts the papers back on her desk. "I'm rather tied up with things I cannot put off, and I have a meeting in half an hour. There's a car waiting for you at the gates."

"Why—" Wednesday starts to ask, but she can feel her heart thudding against her ribcage almost painfully, and she relishes in it. 

"I have let the hospital staff know you'll be arriving to check her out on my authorization. I have already handled her discharge papers over the phone earlier. Listen to me for once and arrive before the police do," Weems says, dismissing Wednesday.

Wednesday gets up and walks out of the office briskly. She begins to walk towards the gates outside but stops. Turning towards her room, Wednesday first goes there and picks up the fuzzy black blanket, folding it neatly together, then draping it over her arm. She grabs a single grape lollipop from Enid's desk before she takes the shortest way to the front gates. 

The ride feels tediously long, and Wednesday snaps at the driver to drive faster. It barely comes to a stop before Wednesday gets out and walks through the hospital doors. She doesn't make herself known to the front desk receptionists and takes the stairwell up and down the memorized pathway to room 316. 

The door is already open, but there's no noise inside. There's a moment when Wednesday's heart drops at the lack of noise. Wednesday's used to feeling miserable; it brings her comfort and joy now even to feel so. Occasionally, she'll feel a type of misery she could live without. 

Wednesday's never been aware of how un-miserable she wants to be as she approaches your door. 

The moment Wednesday steps in, her face doesn't change at all. If anything, she looks more dispassionate than usual. 

But she blinks. 

"Hi, Wednesday."

You've probably said it hundreds of times now. You've said it in the same tone over and over, but Wednesday suddenly feels like it's better than any music she's heard. It even sounds better than Pugsley's screams. 

You're smiling at her. You look tired with the bags and dark circles under your eyes, but you're alive, and you look so—Wednesday clenches her jaw—hers. You just look like hers. Franz Kafka said it best: you are the knife she turns inside herself. 

"You are so cruel, Wednesday. I wake up to make your world less sunny, and you bring me only one grape lollipop? Rest assured you'll be listening to the grievances I have against you."

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"We should get up soon, I need to apply your salve."

"Can't you just apply it like this? You did yesterday."

"Need I remind you how long it took and in the end, I had to get up to get to the places I couldn't reach."

"I think I can stretch my wings further today. You might not have to get up."

Wednesday sighs at your mutterings but leaves it be. You'll probably be more agreeable to moving in an hour anyway. 

Your body is a steady weight on top of hers, and you radiate a warmth that Wednesday thought would make her uncomfortable with how cool her body normally is. But it just makes everything tepid, and Wednesday finds she has a penchant for it. 

Your head rests against her chest, and you once commented how eerie it was that it was such a slow and quiet heartbeat, like she might as well be dead. The words were entirely flattering. 

Wednesday stares at the ceiling; she knows you're slowly falling asleep again. The past two weeks, you've been rather boring as all you can do is rest, but Wednesday finds it gives her a lot of time to think.

Her story has slowly been changing—it has been ever since she's grown closer to you. Between the mysteries and the morbidity of everything, her main character seems to be experiencing something else too. 

Wednesday thinks about what it means to her and comes to an utterly disgusting conclusion. 

She's happy. 

It's so repugnant that Wednesday constantly sneers at herself. She has no desire to expand on it, but she'll catch herself thinking of useless things. It dampens the happiness into something Wednesday's also unfamiliar with, and she can't decide which is worse. 

Wednesday's fingers trail over the arches of your wings, feeling the bone just underneath the soft feathers. Your wing twitches, but you say nothing. She continues her exploration of her wings, careful over the wounds that are still slowly healing but have been much better with the salve she created using Goody's spellbook. 

Your wings start trilling when Wednesday reaches further toward the middle. The skin is thinner there, but the feathers are lush and thick.

"Tickles," you mumble, your brows furrowing but not opening your eyes.

Wednesday glances down at you before she pulls the blanket up higher. "Come with me to my manor on the next Parents' Day."

You let out a big yawn, ruffling your feathers with a small shake. "Are you sure?" You mumble, still sleepy.

"My mother invited you."

You hum. "Sure, it'd be nice to see where you live. I think I'll want to have dinner with Larissa on Friday night, but I can leave after."

"We'll go together on Saturday morning."

"'kay," you mutter sleepily. 

There's a lull in silence again, and Wednesday feels discontentment in her chest. She wonders if you can hear it as you lay over her heart.

Wednesday clears her throat. "I have thought of a moniker for you."

She can feel you smiling.

"Oh?" You say amusedly, but you continue to lay there with your eyes closed. "Let's hear it."

"I believe we should just stick with Fae. We've already gone on too long, and there'd be no point in changing it now. Even if other faeries came to this school, there's still only one Fae. You'd merely confuse everyone with a new alias."

You let out a laugh then, shifting in Wednesday's arms. "It took you six months to come to that conclusion? Did you even come up with anything else?"

"Nothing that I would allow anyone else to call you," Wednesday huffs with annoyance, still cursing her father's passed-on nicknaming abilities.

"Why not?"

Silence again. Wednesday seems to be debating her discontentment before she says, "you are mine."

It's so simple, the words and the way she says it. 

You finally open your eyes as you lift your head to look up at Wednesday, who is resting against the headboard of your bed. She looks at you as if challenging you to say otherwise. 

"So, we're dating?" You tilt your head.

"Yes," Wednesday says with finality but also looks pained at the frivolous words and then sighs. "I never thought I'd be capable of wanting someone like this. I don't do feelings but all you make me do is feel things I have to research later."

"What kind of words?"

"Ridiculous words that I'm convinced are fake," Wednesday deadpans. "Regardless, I don't do feelings, but the idea of not experiencing more with you is unbearable."

"You're mine then?" you say, and it's more of a statement than a question.

"I am," Wednesday confirms.

You let out a soft laugh, and Wednesday tilts her head. 

"I never thought I'd ever have anyone to call mine," you say with a quiet smile. "I have very few things, Wednesday. I promise to treat you very well."

Wednesday nods once, her fingers tracing over a feather. You lift yourself higher with your hands, coming face to face with the grim girl, your nose brushing against hers. She was so serious looking.

"I discovered last year that I'm capable of evolving," Wednesday says quietly, her lips brushing against yours as her hands rest on the small of your back. "It's inequitable how much you've affected me."

You smile widely then, your lips parting in a huff of laughter. They're so ridiculous. Really, you're made for her, and she's made for you. "Wednesday, you've changed me since the day I laid my eyes on you." You kiss her, and the only noise in the room is the sound of your wings gently fluttering with excitement and Wednesday's stolen breath.

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"I believe I've come up with an acceptable arrangement of your epithet," Wednesday declares. "I'm owed your phone number."

You don't even look at her as you blindly reach for your phone on your desk, too comfortable to move from lying on top of Wednesday as you cuddle.

Wednesday watches you fiddle around on your device before her phone in her sweater pocket vibrates. 

She pulls her phone out and sees there's a text from you.

(xxx)-xxx-xxxx: save this number 😗

"What is the meaning of this?" Wednesday asks, her voice low and dangerous, but you seem unbothered.

"You have my number now?"

"You had my phone number this entire time?" Wednesday feels something brewing inside of her, and it's mainly murder. 

You nod, still lying on top of her with your eyes closed. "Enid gave it to me after the bet was made."

"Why?" Wednesday demanded.

"Because I asked for it?"

"Then why make the ridiculous bet? Did you enjoy listening to such brainless suggestions?" 

"I told you," you smile. "I only make bets where I'll win either way. I wanted you to come up with something and win to give you the excuse of asking for my number. If you didn't, then Enid was already giving up and about to suggest we stick to Fae the next time it got brought up. I would've texted you after the bet was over."

Wednesday stares down at you, and she bores into the side of your head and plots silently.

"You are detestable, but I respect your strategy and deception. Although, regardless of the fact you are mine will not save you from my revenge."

You finally look up at Wednesday's unimpressed stare and smile at her. 

"Threatening me with a good time again, are you?"

END

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Hope you enjoyed the series! :)

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[your-goth-sis]

Any killers dating another killer S/O, who's basically dbd version of Gotham!Professor Pyg?

Goodness first of all, I had to do research (which I actually quite love) and second of all, thank you so much for this ask! Love you all so much, have a great day!!

Tw: Manipulation

Albert Wesker

Bro's lowkey gonna use you lmao. For what? Basically to get rid of anyone is his way, manipulating you into thinking that they're corrupt.

He likes your pig mask :3

You kill corrupt people? Okay but are you a bio terrorist? No, didn't think so.

Danny Johnson

Bro thought he was the coolest / scariest killer of all time lmao. Guess not

His ego got butchered once he saw your kill count

Atp, y'all started a full on war on who can kill the most

You killed corrupt survivors, he killed innocent people - you're not the same but you still had a competition

Frank Morrison

Wants to touch your pig mask

"Frank no"

"Frank yes"

Can he touch it?

PLEASE LET HIM TOUCH IT

Is it a real pig head?

BONUS :

Jullie Kostenko

Damn bro

She's lowkey turned on from your sadism???

She just finds it hot, OK?

[indigosandviolets]

some modern gareth emerson headcanons

these are completely random and all over the place lmao, but hope y'all gareth enjoyers, uh, enjoy

- this dude listens to a wide range of music, but you're looking at bands like Wolfmother, The Hives, The Raconteurs, Beck, The White Stripes, The Smashing Pumpkins, Modest Mouse, Cake, Toadies, The Offspring, Foo Fighters, Deftones, Rage Against the Machine, System of a Down, Pearl Jam, and Rammstein

speaking of Foo Fighters, bro couldn't figure out if he wanted to be Dave Grohl or fuck Dave Grohl

but in all honesty, when it comes to music, it totally depends on the bass and drums, because as long as they both fuck he's listening to it

this dude makes his own buttons and pins, but he'll also spring for enamel pins if he thinks they're cool

he also totally dyed his hair black once or twice, the first time being a straight up black dye that he got done professionally, the second time being one he did with Eddie at 2 in the morning using Arctic Fox's Transylvania because the thought it of it fading to like four different colors sounded cool as shit to him

Gareth wears all the layers, doesn't matter if it's 1986 or 2016, he probably dresses the exact same

he's got the same pair of Bluetooth headphones that he's had since middle school, which are covered in pencil marks, sharpie doodles, and random stickers

his child hero was Jack Black

his hero is still Jack Black

specifically School of Rock Jack Black

dude always has a random Wikipedia article open, not even sure how he got to the one he's on rn (he somehow got from Marylin Monroe to Jamaican Patois one time)

smokes a LOT of weed

he'll smoke a joint, but he has a really pretty red and black bowl and a matching bong that he absolutely loves

the bowl's for when he's on the go, the bong stays at his house

he's also done shrooms a handful of times, but he never really fucked with it too much

will totally be a trip sitter though

he's also a wake and baker, loves to sit outside and drink coffee between bong rips

he's always the one to refill the Brita for the morning after whenever everyone else is too hungover

yeah, he's never one to get drunk drunk, but he'll totally get too high and go to bed early, which means he wakes up in time to help everyone else deal with their hangovers (everyone being Eddie, Jeff, and maybe Kevin, but Kevin usually doesn't stay the night)

he's absolutely a little shit about it too

"Sleep well, sweetheart? Need any coffee, tea, hot cocoa?" in the most condescending of tones and a sickly sweet smile on his face

definitely has a lot of ear piercings, first and second holes, an industrial on his right, and both daiths

usually only wears black jewelry, but he has a good bit of sterling silver and some red too

he doesn't have any on his face bc he's not sure what he wants on his face quite yet or what he thinks would look good

totally has a stick n poke coffin on his arm and wants to do a patchwork sleeve when he has the money

he's a lil bit of a hippie, big fan of incense and has a crystal collection because he thinks they look dope as fuck

also definitely mixes cut herbs with his weed because he likes the mixture of smells when it burns, not bc of the metaphysical properties or anything like that

bro also loves the smell of weed, but in a tasteful way? like, it's not the main scent when you walk into his room, because it's mixed with other shit, but he loves the slight scent of it mixed with vanilla or frankincense or cinnamon

that's another thing, Gareth never smells bad. like, he has a very distinct scent, but it's really good

also, he's totally the kind of guy to just sit in bed and listen to music at 3 in the morning

just straight up sitting cross legged in his bed, headphones on, blasting Aerials sitting in the fucking dark

likes Weezer (only Pinkerton and the Blue Album tho)

his parents were super into classic rock, so his queer awakening was either Robert Plant or Jim Morrison (other contenders: Billy Joe Armstrong, Serj Tankian, Dr. Frank-N-Furter from Rocky Horror)

definitely read a lot in elementary and middle school, but got out of it when he started focusing more on drumming

he has a collection of band biographies from the 90's and 2000's though, the ones with the black and white photos on shitty paper, some of them are cut out and have gone on his wall

[canonconservativesofsouthpark]

A lot of these are connected to my fanfic, Our House. If you’d like to read it I’ll leave a link for it underneath my headcanons. The support I’ve received on both the original upload and the reupload(which is getting updated as much as possible) is so amazing. Thank you guys for reading my silly little ideas :) <3 most of these hcs will be Kern-Kimble related!

FAMILY & CHILDHOOD RELATED HCS

Jimbo and Sharon

The two are half siblings with about an 8-9 year age difference, both with the same mother(Daisy Kern) but different fathers, Jimbo’s being unknown and Sharon’s being David “Davy” Kimble. Sharon is cousins with Richard Tweak.

Jimbo grew up in a women and children’s centre with his mother and was often teased for wearing old or handmade clothing after Daisy’s parents kicked her out. She had Jimbo as a teenager forcing her to drop out of highschool. She absolutely adored him, he was a maaaaajor mama’s boy and is to this day. As a kid, Jimbo adored little tin soldiers that used to come in cereal boxes and a couple old wooden trucks his stepfather made him.

When Jimbo was 6, Daisy met his future stepfather, Davy. The man worked as a cook at the centre and often entertained the children, especially Jimbo, by performing shadow puppet shows or making paper hats. Davy and Daisy began dating, against the rules of the facility and got married when Jimbo was 8 after finding out Daisy was pregnant. Davy and Jimbo had always been close, and he took Jimbo on his first hunting trip at 8 years old.

Sharon wasn’t told her brother had a different father until she questioned them having separate last names after a few kids in her class teased her about it. Overall, it confused her but that was still her big brother. With both parents working full-time jobs to keep the family afloat, Jimbo practically raised her. As a kid Sharon was good friends with her cousin, Richard Tweak and Gerald Broflovski. She was often teased for dressing tomboyish and trying to act like her older brother.

Ned

Ned was the second child of an American man and Canadian mother. His father, Edward Gerblanski, was born in Denver, while his mother, Louise Gerblanski(Morrison), was born in Cape Breton, Nova Scotia. The two met when Edward visited Cape Breton in his early 20s. Ned is partially named after his father, his legal name being Edwin Thomas Gerblanski but in high school he began introducing himself simply as Ned or Ned G to separate from his poor home life. His older sister’s name is Lorraine, she’s taller than him and he hates it.

Ned grew up in Canada until about age 14, when his family moved to Denver, going from rural Cape Breton with fishing boats and cranberry bogs to a cramped and glorified cardboard box of an apartment. He adored bugs and history classes, as well as reading and in high school began boxing to get rid of emotions. His father was verbally and emotionally abusive towards all three of them. He was often sick as a child, especially after moving to the city where his coughing fits would get worse. Today, his mother is back in Canada and Ned calls her often.

Ned’s sister is an over-dramatic, artsy, lesbian wine aunt. Lorraine is an ex hippie and visits every few months. She’s hard of hearing and genuinely drives Jimbo up the wall but <3 Louise was not expecting two gay kids, but she supports the both of them and tries her best to be understanding. Louise is still alive, but Edward is not.

Others

Randy was raised by his father, his mother was around but an alcoholic.

Barbrady had a poor childhood, both parents were barely ever around and he was raised by his grandmother.

Richard Tweak is actually Richard Tweak, his mother and Sharon’s father are cousins. Tweek Bros began with Richard Tweak sr and his brother but constant fighting caused his brother to leave and force Richard jr to fill in his role running the place.

As kids Gerald and Liane wanted each other dead.

On top of that, Liane used to bully Sharon about her brother going to war before Sharon finally broke her nose and she shut up.

Jimbo used to watch Ned’s college boxing games and never realized it was him until he was like 40 and was like “oh hey that’s where I recognized you from!!”.

Shelley is a teen mother like her grandmother, she has a little boy with Kevin at 17 and the two get married after highschool.

His name is Oliver and he is such a little bastard, Stan babysits all the the time. Kenny’s not allowed to after trying to feed him dry cereal as an infant.

Sharon had headgear as a kid too, it made her just as violent she just had a brother double her size.

As adults though, Sharon is taller than Jimbo by an inch or two and Jimbo hates it.

Sharon and Randy get divorced when the kids are 13 and 16. Sharon has nearly full custody and the kids opt to spend more time with her than with Randy.

Ned and Jimbo are the legal guardians of the McCormick kids after their parents are arrested around the same time the Marshes divorce. Then a little afterwards, dominos fall and arrest the Tweaks leaving them with Tweek as well. Neither of them are fond of the term adoptive and don’t want to be called dad or anything by the kids, just want to act like role models and help them out.

Jimbo is secretly a Swiftie and Ned is secretly a fan of Canadian alt rock band, Barenaked Ladies.

I don’t CARE if autism technically doesn’t exist in South Park canon!! autistic Jimbo & Ned, autistic Stan, autistic Shelley and autistic Kevin. Mostly undiagnosed.

When Stan was diagnosed Sharon pointed it out to Jimbo and he was shocked.

“I’m normal 😡😡”

The two always just found their traits were quirks and come to accept it, neither are ever professionally diagnosed but they know what sensory things bother each other and signs of the other getting overwhelmed.

Ned reads Jimbo sad old dog books(Old Yeller, Where The Red Fern Grows) and he sobs. A grown man bawling over a bedtime story <3

The two have two dogs, Stars and Stripes, two old bloodhounds that sleep at the foot of the bed and snore worse than the two men. Jimbo bought them off some guy on Facebook marketplace.

Just like Stan, Sharon can’t shoot anything and would break down in tears on hunting trips with her dad and Jimbo.

hey gang have I told yas about some of my headcanons

[k-evans-reads]

Higher Love Masterlist

By @k-evans-writes​ and @ourfinest-hour​

We do NOT give permission for our works to be reuploaded, translated, or reposted on any other site. Our work is our own. 

Post-wedding extensions here

Cover image made by @msgem

Nickie’s Filmography

While You Were Sleeping Cast List

Nickie’s Twitter posts Part 1 l  Part 2  l Part 3  l  Part 4  l  Part 5

Nickie’s Faceclaim 

The Morrison Family Faceclaims

Summary: Chris Evans is going to direct his second film, he knows A-list Hollywood star Nickie Morrison would be perfect for the role. When he calls her out of the blue to offer her the role, he’s surprised when she accepts but when they start filming, their onscreen relationship doesn’t stay just on the screen.

Interviews - A One Shot

Intro - The one where they meet

Chapter 1 - The one where Nickie gets cast

Announcement - A Drabble

Chapter 2 - The one where they rehearse

GQ - A Drabble

Chapter 3 - The one where they meet at the park

Chapter 4 - The one where Endgame premieres

Group Text - Text convo

Chapter 5 - The one where Chris gets interviewed

Chapter 6 - The one where they start filming

May 10th, 2019  - Part 1  l  Part 2  l  Part 3

Chapter 7 - The one where Nickie’s family teases her

Chapter 8 - The one where Nickie panics

Chapter 9 - The one where they have family game night

Chapter 10 -The one where Chris throws a Memorial Day party

May 28th, 2019 Tweets

Chapter 11 - The one where Chris catches feelings

All Aboard - a Buzzfeed style article

Chapter 12 - The one where Nickie gets closure and Chris has a birthday

Chapter 13 - The one where the film wraps

Chapter 14 - The one where they go to Comic Con

Chapter 14 & ½ - The one where Chris talks through his feelings

Chapter 15 - The one where Nickie gets surprised on her birthday

Nickie’s Birthday Tweets

Chapter 16 - The one where they attend TIFF

Chapter 17 - The one where Chris makes up his mind

Memory Lane - The one where the Concord Youth Theater has a grand opening and it brings up old feelings for Chris

Chapter 18 - The one where they go to NYC and Chris gets jealous

Actors On Actors - Chris and Nickie’s full Actors on Actors interview

Chapter 19 - The one where Nickie throws her annual Halloween party

Chapter 20 - The one where Chris gets the whole story and Nickie talks to her mom

Disney Magic - While Nickie’s in California doing the press tour for Marriage Story, she does an interview in her home away from home… Disneyland

Chapter 21 - The one where Nickie babysits and Chris crashes the party

November Tweets

Chapter 22 - The one where everything changes

The News - A Drabble

Chapter 23 - The one where they start the press tour

The Puppy Interview - Nickie, Chris and Scott go to do the buzzfeed puppy interview on the press tour

Thirst Aid - On the press tour for While You Were Sleeping, Nickie and Chris hop on the Thirst Aid podcast

The Bro Interview - Scott interviews Chris during press for the upcoming film

Chapter 24 (Part 1)* - Part 2*  - Part 3* - The one where the movie premieres

Spill Your Guts - Nickie and Chris go on James Corden’s show and play a game

Poolside* - Before heading back to Boston, Nickie spends the day at Chris’ house laying by the pool and catches Chris’ attention

Chapter 25* - The one where they go to a Christmas party

December Tweets

Chapter 26 - The one where the CYT Christmas play opens and Chris has a heart to heart with Kevin

Chapter 27* - The one where they celebrate Christmas

The Christmas Playlist

Chapter 28 - The one where Scott gets honest

Chapter 29* - The one where they host a New Year’s party

W Magazine - W Magazine comes out with their “Best Performances of the Year”

Chapter 30 - The one where they go to the W Magazine party and Nickie runs into someone

Chapter 31* - The one where they go to the Golden Globes

Chapter 31 & ½ - Chris reads an unkind article about Nickie that gets him thinking

Chapter 32 - The one where they go to the family cabin

Chapter 33 - The one where they have some special last moments at the cabin

Missing You - Chris is on his long travel schedule for ASP but settles in on the plane to read an article

January - February Tweets/Texts

Chapter 34* - The one where Nickie goes to the Oscars and then surprises Chris

Chapter 35* - The one where Chris comes home and they fight on Valentine’s Day

Sick Day - After Chris comes home early from D.C. he comes down with a fever

Chapter 36 - The one where Nickie gets a Broadway offer

Chapter 37 (Part 1)* - (Part 2)* - (Part 3) - The one where they go on vacation to Hawaii

Buzzfeed Article - Nickie and Chris are outted and the internet couldn’t be more excited

Chapter 38* - The one where Chris and Nickie fight and it’s Jessie’s birthday

Chapter 38 ½ - The one where Jordan gets engaged

Chapter 39 - The one where there’s heartbreak

Chapter 40 - The one where the families find out

Chapter 41 - The one where Chris comes home and Nickie gets exciting news

Chapter 42 - The one where Chris helps Josh and Jordan move into their new home and Nickie moves to New York

Chapter 43 - The one where Nickie reads an article about Chris that breaks her heart

Chapter 44 - The one where Chris processes his feelings and he and Jordan trade words

Chapter 45 - The one where Josh and Jordan get married and Nickie has to see Chris for the first time since the breakup

Chapter 46 - The one where Nickie visits home and finally gets honest about her feelings

Chapter 47* - The one where everything changes

Chapter 48* - The one where they deal with their emotions

Chapter 49* - The one where Nickie and Chris settle in to New York

Chapter 50* - The one where they bring Jessie to New York

Chapter 51 - The one where Chris gets a ring and Nickie’s broadway run ends

NYC Headcanons

Chapter 52* - The one where they go to Disney World with the Evans family

Chapter 53* - The one where Chris surprises Nickie and they celebrate Thanksgiving

Chapter 54* - The one where Jordan has the twins

Chapter 55 - The one where Nickie and Chris have a lazy Sunday and talk over all their plans

Old Ghosts - While at the Concord Youth Theater winter play, Nickie runs into someone from her past

Chapter 56 - The one where West Side Story premieres and Chris goes with Nickie to the premiere

Beverly Hills Magic - Nickie gets interviewed in her and Chris’ Beverly Hills home and gets candid

Chapter 57 - The one where Chris and Nickie host Christmas

Chapter 58* - The one where they go to the cabin with the Morrisons but Nickie ends up telling Chris something important

Ringing in the New Year* - Chris and Nickie come home from the cabin but things don’t go as planned when Nickie comes across some old photos of Chris.

Chapter 59 - The one where Chris melts down and then Nickie gets a job offer

Chapter 60* - The one where they go to a party and then Nickie flies to Italy for work with Lisa and Laurie

Late October - February insta posts

Wild Friday Night - Chris comes home from filming on a Friday night

Chapter 61 - The one where Chris and Nickie go home for Valentine’s weekend and spend time with famiily

Chapter 62* - The one where Nickie visits Chris on set and they fly home for the wedding

Chapter 63*- The one where they get married and discover something huge

Wedding Headcanons

POST-WEDDING EXTENSIONS HERE

Extras:

Random Headcanons

73 Questions - Nickie participates in Vogue’s 73 questions series

The Gang’s All Here… Maybe - A flashback to 2016 when Nickie’s friends and family celebrate her 31st birthday in New York but things don’t end up quite as planned

Nickie’s Halloween Headcanons

Chris x Nickie headcanons, questions and drabbles OLD

Chris x Nickie headcanons, questions and drabbles UPDATED

Chrickie Playlist