#sick of seeing and hearing people shit on him lmao
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avnasace Ā· 9 months ago
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its very irritating interesting to see a lot of people hating aventurine, like yes hes sly and seems like this rich guy who cares about nothing else but money, but ironically he hasnt really lied to us so far, or screwed us over, in comparison to some other characters hes actually been honest and helpful and at least we know his motives.
also theres the whole 'he was a slave who didnt get an education and his family probably died horrible deaths' thing, and after all that he managed to crawl his way to the top of the ipc ladder by himself, aka the people who (presumably) enslaved him.
like??? of course hes not going to be a warm person helping you out of the kindness of his heart, he (presumably) got enslaved and most people who meet him are racist as fuck like???? what do people expect
also ironic the amount of people wanting darker/morally grey characters and moaning theyre not all Good or simping over TB 24/7
like just say you cant handle complex characters and go.
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emmyrosee Ā· 1 year ago
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this is an actual thing that happened to me and my poor friend like, an hour ago lmao
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Itā€™s been raining for three weeks straight.
On the list of things that make Katsuki angry, rain is high, high up on that list, above most people and most things. Rain feels useless to Katsuki, does nothing but make things wet and gross, and heā€™ll never forgive the rain for drowning his plants as a kid.
Rain makes him a certain degree of agitated.
You, on the other hand?
ā€œBaby, look! Itā€™s raining!ā€ You beam.
You like it. Freak.
The forecast had no called for rain, nor had his phone given any warnings, but as he paid the bill for lunch, seemingly as soon as the waiter took his card, the rain poured to godlike fury.
Phenomenal.
Thereā€™s nothing he loves more on his one Saturday off a month than sprinting through monsoon season in worn down sneakers and your feet padding behind him. Thereā€™s nothing he finds more euphoria in than opening the passenger side door for you and feeling the squish of a puddle in his shoe.
And he absolutely, completely, totally understands how on the godsā€™ decaying, rotten earth, why you enjoy this so much.
At this point, all Katsuki wanted to do was go home, curl up in a ball with you close by and nap all the frustration and cold rain away for the next few hours-
ā€œLOOK OUT!ā€ You scream, and instantly, Katsuki slams on his brakes, nearly flinging you both out the window. His face paled in panic before coming back in a complete anger.
ā€œWhat the fuck was that!ā€
ā€œLook!ā€ You whimper, pointing out past the windshield with a worried pout. He squints as best as he can past the pouring rain, to no avail. You groan next to him and quickly leap out of the car to chase whatever you seem to see, making him snarl a firm ā€˜GET BACK HERE,ā€™ through his teeth. You put your hands on your knees as you look down at the pavement, and he looks around for a oncoming car that you seem to ignore remembering that youā€™re in the middle of the goddamned road.
ā€œAre you fucking insane?!ā€ He snaps, opening his own car door and getting out to chase you. ā€œYouā€™re going to get sick, and Iā€™m not going to take care of you.ā€
You pout up at him before fixing your gaze back down at the road, ā€œyou were gonna hit him.ā€
ā€œHit who?ā€
ā€œThe turtle,ā€ you whine, fixing the hood of Katsukiā€™s sweater on your head to keep the rain off your face. With a furrowed brow, Katsuki does finally look down to see a small turtle settled in the road, blinking its slimy eyes softly as if half exasperated as Katsuki is.
He sighs in exhaustion, ā€œyou made me get out of my car, in the pouring rain, bordering fucking hail, to look at a snapping turtle?ā€ His hands smack his face and scrub it in frustration, ā€œthis canā€™t be my life. There no way.ā€
ā€œCan we save him?ā€ You ask quietly, clearly very upset by the idea of this little creature being squashed.
ā€œHow do you- what- NO!ā€ He snaps, mercilessly. You whimper softly before falling to your knees, water squishing under the bones. Heā€™s got to admit, you do look very sad, but itā€™s 45 degrees outside and holy crap heā€™s gonna freeze out here and itā€™s your fault.
He hears you sigh from under his hoodie, and you reach out to touch the small turtle, only retracting your hand when it lurches out to snap at you.
ā€œSee? Why do you want to save this little shit?ā€
You scoff, ā€œheā€™s just scared, itā€™s not his fault.ā€
ā€œYeah, snap at you again and Iā€™ll give him something to be scared about.ā€
This, you give him a small laugh at, and he does sobsr up slightly. Your head turns up to look at him, rain hitting your face and lip still in a small pout. ā€œPlease, help me save him, Katsuki?ā€
Fucking god.
He growls softly, ā€œhow do you want me to save him? Heā€™s a snapping turtle, canā€™t just lift his ass up.ā€ You gnaw softly at your lip before looking back at the small turtle now receding into its shell in fright.
Then, you brighten, ā€œjust go home and get a shovel!ā€
ā€œNo.ā€
ā€œWhy not?ā€
ā€œIā€™m not fucking going home, digging a shovel out of the garage, coming back and moving a turtle six feet to the other side of the road. Youā€™re insane- heā€™ll be fucking fine, babe, letā€™s just go home.ā€
ā€œI donā€™t want to leave him,ā€ you say softly. ā€œIā€™ll stay here, and if he moves, Iā€™ll call you and walk home-ā€œ
ā€œAre you fucking high? Iā€™m not leaving you here, dumbass.ā€
Looking back up at him, you give him a cocky shrug, ā€œguess youā€™re picking up the turtle with your hands.ā€
He could throttle you. Right here, in the middle of the road, right now.
With his patience running thin, and clothes soaked and heavy, he snarls softly before stomping back to the car, whipping out a small blanket he usually keeps for you when you fall asleep. He wraps it in his hands before stepping back over to you and the turtle, scooping the small reptile in his hands and grumbling as he walks it over to the sidewalk, placing blanket and all on the concrete. The turtle squirms and writhes, but once itā€™s placed on the sidewalk, it quickly scuttles into the mud and grass and far from the road. In the background, youā€™re cheering and clapping your wet hands, and heā€™s choosing to ignore you.
He grits his teeth and turns to you, ā€œcar. Now.ā€
ā€œWhat about the blanket-ā€œ
ā€œCar. Now.ā€
Youā€™re still smiling as you round back to the passenger side of the car, and he hates knowing that you know heā€™s not completely mad, more talk than anything else.
Little rat.
He get into the driver side of the car and blasts the heat in a meek attempt to get warm, his temples pounding and heart more than ready to just get the hell home.
But his thoughts come to a halt when your arms toss around his shoulders over the center console and kiss all along his neck and cheek and temple.
ā€œMy hero,ā€ you coo, pecking softly. ā€œSaving everyone and everything for me. Youā€™re the best ever. My handsome and brave hero.ā€
ā€œSit down,ā€ he grumbles, trying to fight the warmth in his face. You ignore him, continuing to hum out praises and loving words as he drives you both home, knowing full well that you both know heā€™s weak to your pleas and requests and itā€™s going to be far from the last time he does something like this for you.
Freak.
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goldsainz Ā· 1 year ago
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ā ALL I NEED IS YOU āž
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pairing . . . lewis hamilton x reader
ā—¦āˆ˜ļ½”ļ¾Ÿ. request . . . ā€œcould you do slut! for Lewis? and maybe a combination of angst and fluff?ā€
ā—¦āˆ˜ļ½”ļ¾Ÿ. summary . . . fans hate you for dating their favourite driver, but it all might just be worth it for once.
ā—¦āˆ˜ļ½”ļ¾Ÿ. note . . . Iā€™M BACK WITH THE FICS!! iā€™m not quite sure why i had a creative drought, but iā€™m glad iā€™m out of itšŸ™ alsooo, hope you guys liked the new theme bc i brainstormed for hours about it and iā€™m actually really liking it
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f1gossip Once again, Y/N Y/L/N is back in the paddock! The unofficial but official girlfriend of Lewis Hamilton has now been present for all of the triple-header and fans have noticed! Now, many arenā€™t happy that their beloved F1 Superstar is entangled with the model because of her dating tendencies. Will she be at the Las Vegas Grand Prix? Let us know your thoughts! šŸ‘€
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lewisfan2 need her far far away from my man
lewisfan3 sick and tired of seeing her appear on my screenšŸ™„
ynfan2 donā€™t know who this lewis guy is but iā€™m loving all the y/n content weā€™re getting!!!
ā¤· lewisfan4 and thank god you know nothing of the sport. we donā€™t want any of her fans ruining it.
lewisfan5 unpopular opinion: i actually like her and lewis togetheršŸ¤·ā€ā™€ļø
ynfan3 i hope she continues dating lewis just to piss you guys off
ynfan4 SHE LOOKS SO GOOOOOOD
lewisfan6 šŸ¤®šŸ¤®šŸ¤®
lewisfan7 bye not her taking a photo in front of his car
ā¤· ynfan5 sheā€™s his gf? why wouldnā€™t she do that?
ā¤· lewisfan7 itā€™s giving attention wh0re
ā¤· ynfan5 or (and hear me out) sheā€™s just a supportive gf!!
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lewishamilton and yourusername posted an instagram story!
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yourusername brasil, eu te amo
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ynfan21 mother is mothering
lewisfan21 STAY AWAY FROM HIM! GET A JOB!
ynfan22 theyā€™re actually so cute
adrianalima Bonitos! šŸ’œ
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lewisfan22 girl, that caption is not for brasilšŸ˜­
lewisfan23 sick and tired of her appearing in my feed
lewisfan24 canā€™t wait until lewis leave you!!!!!!
user21 since when are they dating?
ā¤· ynfan23 itā€™s really unclear, but everyone points to this yearā€™s silverstone gp when she went as a mercedes guest!
ā¤· user21 and people are still hating on her???
ā¤· ynfan23 yeah lmao
lewisfan25 mama y papa
lewisfan26 crazy how just a couple mints ago she was supposedly dating tom brady and now sheā€™s ā€œin loveā€ with lewisā€¦ such a slut
ā¤· ynfan24 you literally donā€™t know her. stop insulting people you donā€™t know.
ynfan25 mourning the loss of my wife rn šŸ’”
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yourusername itā€™s raw, itā€™s real and itā€™s here!
this interview is extensive, but interviewer was so polite and just the perfect person to be interviewed by, to have my voice told by.
my vogue article will be yours too on the 22nd of november.
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lewishamilton FIA Gala, 2023
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yourusername an honour to be by your side šŸ’œ
ā¤· lewishamilton The honour is all mine šŸ’œ
lewisfan41 THIS SHIT IS SO CUTE OML
lewisfan42 did not expect the hard launch, sir hamilton
roscoelovescoco I loveā€™s my mumā€™s
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ynfan41 my heart literally flew out of my chest when i saw that they were together at the gala
mercedesamgf1 Our second Mercedes royal couple šŸ‘‘
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lewisfan43 bro you didnā€™t take the prize homešŸ˜­
ā¤· lewisfan44 he already has the biggest prize with him
ā¤· ynfan42 lewis fans got poetic all of a sudden
ā¤· ynfan43 lewis fans stopped hating on y/n all of a sudden*
lewifan45 if heā€™s happy, iā€™m happy
sebastianvettel Congratulations! Finally the secret is out šŸ˜
ā¤· lewishamilton Thank you šŸ™Œ
ynfan44 need them both desperately!!!!!
ynfan45 i just know wag pages are having a field day
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ā€” brasil, eu te amo ā€” brazil, i love you ā€” bonitos ā€” beauties
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ineffable-suffering Ā· 1 year ago
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Aziraphale, I love you. But you lied. And here's why.
Okay. Iā€™m not gonna beat around the bush for too long. Itā€™s time now for me to also throw my try at a personal Good Omens Season 2 Magnum Opus into the mix of already existing magnum op..i? Opusses? (Smited? Smote?)
If Iā€™m honest, it isnā€™t fully my own magnum opus, as I read this meta not too long ago that made me go: ā€žOh! My God! Thatā€™s it!ā€œ And Iā€™m pretty sure a lot of other people have clocked this too by now. Of course Iā€™m not saying itā€™s the objective truth but after having mulled it over for many endless nights and days, wading through the onslaught of coffee theories, body swap theories, The Metatron re-writing the Book of Life theories and many, many more, this is the one I think is most plausible and, if you look closely, most obvious.
And it goes as such: Aziraphale lied.
To all of us. All of them. And most of all, to Crowley. He lied to him. Well, he sort of did and also sort of didnā€™t. He certainly didnā€™t tell the truth. At least not all of it. I hear you ask: ā€œOP, what the fuck are you talking aboutā€. I answer you: Letā€™s start from the top and under the cut.
(Small note: this meta ended up being way too large for Tumblr, which is why I will redirect you to an external doc at the end of the post, where I have written it all down nicely and accurately. It's about 35 digital A4-pages long, just in case you want to save it for later.)
(Word count: 12.831 | Approximate reading time: 50 minutes)
Letā€™s start with a short recap of what happens before the Metatron crashes the bookshop party and everything goes to shit. The proper visuals for this are in my Tumblr post but I am absolutely convinced that right up until when the Metatron comes to take Aziraphale away and talk to him, the angel is fully ready to get into Crowleyā€™s Bentley-chariot and finally ride off into the sunset (or Alpha Centauri-set or whatever). You can see it in his face and body language. You can see when the penny drops for him that a) Crowley loves him b) he loves Crowley and c) they can finally start their happily ever after. Aziraphale realizes this all throughout said Brielzebub reveal in the bookshop. And heā€™s such a lost cause once he does.Ā 
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I mean, look at that. Look at it. This (very shitty recording, sorry, I'm not tech-savvy enough to avoid the Amazon Prime screen recording blocker) is the very second Aziraphale realizes hat Crowley loves him. When he hears him suggest Alpha bloody Centauri as a getaway for Gabriel and Beelzebub, as Crowley has done to Aziraphale for so, so many times now. He finally understands what Crowley was trying to tell him with that all those times.
Aziraphale realizes this all throughout the Brielzebub reveal in the bookshop. And heā€™s such a lost cause once he does.
Right when Crowley suggest Alpha Centauri as a nice getaway spot to the two, Aziraphale looks at him and he gets it. That Crowley has loved him, has been loving him for millennia. Truthfully, they've both known that for a long while now. But there's a difference between knowing, wanting, craving and actually being able to finally have something. And that's exactly what we see on Aziraphale's face here. This is it. This is where it all starts working out for Crowley and him. This is were they can start their eternity together.
So from that second on, Aziraphale only has eyes for Crowley. He keeps physically pawing at Crowley with complete heart eyes, as if to say ā€žLook, look, thatā€™s gonna be us too! Finally!" Heā€™s actually so smitten that he doesnā€™t even hear what Crowley is saying when he asks Shax if he can have back his apartment now because heā€™s sick of living in his car. (Also, what way to drop that bomb right in this moment Crowley, lmao).Ā 
Once the Metatron comes in, the first thing Aziraphale says is that they donā€™t need to talk because ā€žheā€™s made his position quite clearā€œ. He doesnā€™t even want to talk to the Metatron, because in his mind, heā€™s already made the choice. Actually, he made the choice way before the bookshop showdown. For starters, Iā€™m convinced that the Jane Austen Ball actually never was for Maggie and Nina but for Crowley and him (you can read more about that here). And apart from that, for this whole season we have seen Aziraphale trying to advance his relationship with Crowley romantically and domestically and move them to the literal next base (our car!). And after everything he just witnessed with Brielzebub, the final nail in the coffin of ethereal-infernal romance being possible, his choice is absolutely crystal clear: Itā€™s Crowley. Itā€™s always been Crowley and it always will be Crowley. And now it can be Crowley. They can be an us.
The whole of Season 2 is such a massive learning curve for Aziraphaleā€™s character, with him remembering all those important pivotal points of his past,Ā  and this very moment is the peak, with him not only understanding that Crowley loves him (because he certainly knew for quite some centuries now) but accepting that love, letting himself have that love, being allowed to want that love and taking that love and starting their new and final chapter with it. Nevertheless, the plot clock ticks for them. The Metatron saunters into the bookshop, evil and stinky as Metatrons do, and urges Aziraphale to come with him with his whole Take The Coffee schtick, which I will get into later. And Aziraphale, immediately sensing thereā€™s Something Up, does. Canā€™t really turn down someone as high-ranking as the the voice of God, after all. Even if you were currently already planning how you were going to elope with a certain red-haired serpent of Eden.Ā 
he next time we see Aziraphale on screen, itā€™s so painfully evident on his face that he is neither happy nor excited. Not even the slightest bit. Weā€™d know if he was, thanks to Mr. Michael master-of-microexpressions Sheen. None of the usual ā€œAziraphale is happyā€-signs are there. No blinding eye-smile, no giddy wriggling, not giggles and gasps. No, when the Metatron tells Aziraphale to ā€žgo tell your friend the good newsā€œ, his expression looks like this:
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Iā€™m gonna go out on an entire limb here and say: That does not look like someone whoā€™s absolutely tickety-boo hyped to tell his demon soulmate that he just got the juiciest promotion and that they can both be angels and live happily ever after in ethereal eternity now.
This, folks, looks like someone who knows exactly that the news he has to break right now, are going to be tickety-shit awful and very upsetting to said demon soulmate. And already, from that very short snippet of conversation, we can tell that Aziraphale isnā€™t really given a choice by the Metatron. Because while the Metatron does tell him that he doesnā€™t have to ā€žanswer right awayā€œ, he immediately follows it up by: ā€žGo ahead and tell your friend the good news!ā€œ Very distinct and definitive choice of words here. Itā€™s ā€œgood newsā€ because itā€™s already been decided. Because itā€™s already a done deal. There is no ā€œyes, no, maybeā€. This is the only choice heā€™s giving to Aziraphale. Because itā€™s ā€˜Coffee or deathā€™.Ā 
And he already gave him the coffee.Ā 
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Tumblr won't let me continue this over a certain character limit and I am not even remotely done yet ā€“ so, I feel like this is a good moment to redirect you to the continuation of this insane meta before we're in too deep. You can do so right here!
I'd love to hear your thoughts and opinions about this once you've fought your way through it. Hope you have a good time with it!
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futurecorps3 Ā· 1 year ago
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can i request a jj x reader where she keeps saying she's sick but jj doesnt believe it and thinks it's just an excuse to not go to the midsummers or whatever u choose, but then when they both go, she passes out and jj gets worried and protective. thank uuu smm!!
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Summary: JJ thinks you're lying Pairing: JJ Maybank x kook!reader Warnings: JJ kind of being an ass lmao, sickness, mentions of headaches, reader faints and I think that's it, lmk if I missed any! Word Count: 2.6K Requested: Yes
A/N: Took me a while to figure this one out cause I think J wouldn't be like that in the first place but let's try!! Hope u like, nonnie<3
Everything sucked. There was no way a human could have this bad luck, and Y/N had begun to think the universe had it against her at this point. She had spent almost a month finding the perfect dress and headpiece for Midsummers' night, two months in convincing her parents to let her bring JJ as her plus one and a solid three weeks in convincing JJ.
Only for a mind bending migraine to come storming its way right in the morning. She tried ignoring it for a while, taking some pain-killers to try to ease the pain, but they did absolutely nothing. Her parents had left early to help the Camerons set everything up (sitting around and ordering people) and the party started around five, so she opted for sleeping to see if the headache would subside.
It didn't; she realized right when JJ's booming voice rang through her ears, waking her up. "Figured I'd come down here so we could get ready together!" Her boyfriend said with a grin, holding the tuxedo she had bought for him in his arms. She incorporated from her bed. Standing up with a little dizziness, she couldn't let slide and kissed him as a greeting.
"For an event, it took me days to convince you to go to, you truly are excited." Y/N smiled, feeling a little light-headed. "Did you shower?" She asked as she buried her head in his chest as JJ's arms wrapped around her waist "'Course mamma, just for you... but by the looks of it you haven't" he smiled as his girlfriend hit his chest playfully.
"You're right though, be right back". Y/N stepped in her bathroom as she heard JJ play some music on her speaker. Hopefully, the shower would help the pain she could no longer stand. She tried massaging her scalp and breathe in the scents of her soaps, relax in the water and whatnot but it didnā€™t help.
She felt as if someone was pushing her eyeballs into the inside her skull while pounding the sides of her head with a hammer, the worst migraine she ever had. Now, this whole thing was important for both Y/N and JJ, as it was the first time theyā€™d be attending an event of this nature togetherā€¦ but she wasnā€™t sure the headache would allow her.
The thought made her sulk a little, but in the end, the migraine was stronger. She stepped out of the shower wrapped in a towel as well as her hair, watching JJ play around with her necklaces and rings. ā€œJ, I-I donā€™t think we can goā€ she muttered, disappointment clear in her shaking voice when she noticed how his face fell.
ā€œWhat do you mean?ā€ he sounded almost shocked. ā€œMy headā€™s been hurting like a motherfucker since I woke up, I-I tried taking some painkillers but they worked for shit and-ā€œ ā€œY/N you ainā€™t gotta lieā€¦ just say you donā€™t wanna go with meā€.
She couldnā€™t bear thinking JJ thought it had to do with him ā€œBaby no, I-Iā€™m serious! We could stay in and cuddle if you want, maybe watch Top Gun or-ā€œ then he laughed. ā€œStop pretendingā€
ā€œWhat?ā€ ā€œI know you donā€™t want me to meet all your kook friends and I know you're kind of ashamed of dating me even though you say you arenā€™t and-ā€œ ā€œWhat are you talking about!?ā€
This was a very JJ thing to think. And no, he wasnā€™t being manipulative. Y/N knew he meant every word he was saying. And thatā€™s what hurt the most. He could get insecure and honestly, she couldnā€™t blame him. He grew up in a place that condemned him for the blood running through his veins, hearing things like ā€œheā€™s just like his old manā€ or ā€œa Maybank after allā€ when he fucked up.
Yes, he was reckless and stupid, but he was also kind and a good man. Y/N knew he had some reservations coming into this entire relationship with her because being friends differed completely from being boyfriend and girlfriend. The judgments they were to face were clear, but she always reassured him that as long as they were together theyā€™d be okay.
She could see why heā€™d think that way. ā€œItā€™s not like that, baby-ā€œ ā€œExcept it isā€ he said, running his hands through his hair and pacing around the room. ā€œLetā€™s go thenā€ she gave in. Physical pain hurt way more than knowing JJ thought she was embarrassed to be dating him. She could handle it.
ā€œOh, so suddenly your headache goes away?ā€ He snapped, throwing air quotes in the word headache which made Y/N, who was already getting her hair done, give him a look of ā€œdrop itā€ and he did, kissing her in the cheek before changing into his suit.
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When they got there, Y/Nā€™s headache was nowhere near better, but she tried paying no mind to it; what mattered was she was walking down to the party with JJ holding her hand. She squeezed his fingers gently as they approached her parents; him squeezing her's back.
ā€œHi sweetie!ā€ My mom smiles, hugging her tightly with the sweetest grin and then moves to hug her boyfriend. ā€œJJ, weā€™re so glad you could make it! Go ahead to our table. Itā€™s four over there and I made sure to seat you with Sarah and Kieā€. The woman was always kind to J, making sure he felt welcomed in their lives.
Who was really hard to convince was her dad, always wary of the boys Y/N brings home. Now, him being a pogue wellā€¦ that stir shit up to say the least. ā€œThank youā€ the boy answered her mom, then turning to her dad. ā€œHello, sirā€. Her dad gave JJ a stern look and held out his hand ā€œHello JJā€. And that was it for him.
As they were walking to their table, Y/N realized her boyfriendā€™s face fell a little at the interaction with her dad. ā€œHey hey, itā€™s okayā€¦ you know how he gets,ā€ she quickly assured and he directed those sad blue eyes to her ā€œI just donā€™t get why he doesnā€™t like meā€ he sighed, a sad chuckle leaving his lips.
ā€œYou donā€™t usually care what people think of you, J. Why do yo-ā€œ ā€œI care because heā€™s your dad! I donā€™t care if Popeā€™s parents or- or Kieā€™s donā€™t like me, I couldnā€™t give less of a fuck but not with you. Heā€™s your dad and as much as we know heā€™s unfair with me for being a pogue, I-I would like him to like meā€
Y/Nā€™s heart broke at his words, making her feet stop next to the dancefloor, her headache pulsating at the strong wave of emotions. ā€œWe canā€™t make him like you but when we get marriedā€¦ā€ JJ laughed at that, placing big hands around her waist and smiling ā€œWhen we get married, heā€™ll realize I couldnā€™t wish for a better person to be with me forever. Because you love me, and I love you.ā€ She grinned, pecking his nose to then resume their way to their seats.
When a waiter approached them and Y/N ordered water instead of some champagne, JJ looked at her funny. "Water? Who are you? Kie?" He joked, the aforementioned throwing a small napkin to his head "At least I'm not going to die of some weird liver disease like you J!" Kiara countered, giggling slightly. "I told you I'm not feeling well" Y/N mumbled, and before he could say anything, she joined Sarah and Kie's conversation.
As the conversations flowed and laughter filled the air, Y/N valiantly pushed through the discomfort, not wanting her condition to dampen the joyous occasion. Engaging in lighthearted banter with her friends, she managed to mask the underlying pain she felt. Yet, behind her radiant smile, an unrelenting throbbing persisted, casting a shadow on her otherwise vibrant spirit.
As Y/N's voice intertwined with the playful chatter, a sudden surge of dizziness overwhelmed her senses. Her head felt heavy, as if wrapped in a dense fog, and her vision blurred around the edges. The familiar pain that had been nagging her intensified, clawing at her temples.
She desperately clung to the facade of normalcy, but her body betrayed her resilience. Y/N's grip on the conversation faltered, her words becoming muddled as her mind struggled to keep pace. Her friends noticed the change in her demeanor, a fleeting flicker of concern crossing their faces. "You 'kay Y/N/N?" John B asked.
In that moment, Y/N's world seemed to spin out of control. Sensations of disorientation and weakness cascaded through her body, leaving her feeling adrift and vulnerable. The sounds of her friends' voices morphed into a distant echo, as if they were calling to her from a great distance.
The once vibrant party faded into the background, overshadowed by the overwhelming intensity of Y/N's migraine. Her focus narrowed to a single point of struggle, her every instinct urging her to find solace and relief from the torment that gripped her. "Baby?" She heard JJ mumble as her consciousness teetered on the precipice. Y/N's body succumbed to the overpowering sensations, causing her to lose consciousness.
A profound stillness enveloped Y/N as she drifted away, suspended in a momentary limbo between wakefulness and oblivion. Time became a fleeting concept, and the outside world ceased to exist for those brief moments.
In that suspended state, Y/N's body rested, unaware of the commotion that unfolded around her. JJ held her full weight in his arms, shock written all over his features. "Y/N! Baby, wake up!" he hopelessly pleads, the attention of the nearby tables focusing entirely on him. Kiara rushed over to her as well as Sarah and John, all in a frenzy, knowing nothing of what was going on.
"John, go get the twinkie! Ambulances will take a while to come to this side of the island." JJ hurried, feeling everyone's gaze on him but caring only for the peaceful look on his girlfriend's face. John B nodded and left quickly to get the van as close as he could. Then, guilt came rushing through J's veins like injected adrenaline; this was hois fault.
Y/N had tried to tell him she wasn't feeling okay, but he was too petty and way more inside his head when she was just being honest. He felt a sting in his eyes and as soon as he blinked; the tears stained Y/N's dress. "I'm so sorry baby" he whispered, Sarah and Kie looking puzzled at him asking for forgiveness at a time like this.
"JJ, this is not your fault" the blonde said, rubbing his back reassuringly but before she could continue, he began shaking his head "Y-You don't understand, she told me her head was hurting but-but I was stupid and thought she didn't wanna be seen with me and-" a sob interrupted his sentence, making Kie hug him tightly. "It's still not your fault".
He cried for a few more seconds, holding Y/N close so he could feel her still steady heartbeat against his ear until John B came rolling down in the twinkie. JJ noticed Y/N's dad approaching when he lifted up his girlfriend, but he needed to get her to the hospital quick. "I'll get her to the hospital sir, meet you there," He said in a panic, his friends and him getting in the van and speeding off to the emergency room.
He felt his heart sink as John drove and he could notice Y/N's breath quicken, then falter. JJ rarely felt guilt, but this was the way the universe was punishing him, he figured. "Hurry" he mumbled, knowing his best friend was doing his best not to crash while getting his girl to the hospital as soon as he could.
Eventually they got there. Everything from when the car stopped to him sitting next to her bed was a blur for JJ; he had a vague memory of the doctors saying she passed out from the migraine and dehydration, nothing fatal but if JJ hadn't been there to catch her when she blacked out it could've caused a concussion.
The pogues stayed there against the professional's advice, saying they should go home and sleep, that Y/N would be awake by morning and they would be able to talk to her then. They refused. Kie and Pope (who got there as soon as he heard the news) cuddled on a couch. Sarah and John did the same as JJ just sat next to Y/N's bed, holding her hand.
The doctors instructed her boyfriend to give her water as soon as she woke up and notify a nurse that would help her immediately, but in the meantime, all they could do was wait. Her parents walked in to find a room of teenagers sleeping at around eleven. Her mom woke JJ up so he could fill them in.
"Mrs. Y/L/N... hi" he sleepily mumbled, rearranging the wild mess his hair was by brushing it back to later rub the sleep out of her face. Her father was standing behind her with an angry expression, and before Y/N's mother could speak, he approached JJ menacingly. "You explain to me right this second why you didn't ask me what was to be done as soon as she passed out! We were so-" the man whisper yelled so the others wouldn't wake up.
"I'm sorry sir, and with all due respect, I could not care less about what you thought would be appropriate other than bringing her to the hospital. I couldn't care less about how you both were feeling; she needed help, and she needed it right that second. I'm sorry if I crossed any boundaries but, as you would be able to tell if you gave me a chance, I have no limit when it comes to your daughter's well being" JJ declared, not once getting his eyes off Y/N's dad.
And he was telling the truth, too. He would go to the ends of earth for her and if her being safe meant her dad would hate him more, it was okay for him. Suddenly, Y/N's mother engulfed him in a tight hug. "She couldn't be with someone better than you. We're just glad she's safe and to know our girl is with someone who will look after her. Thank you, JJ" she smiled.
He smiled wide, returning the hug. "No problem, ma'am. The doc said she'd be just fine. Apparently she had a migraine and hadn't drunk enough water... we're all just waiting for her to wake up". When the blonde raised his eyes to the man behind her, there was something different. Respect, maybe. He didn't really care in this moment.
Her parents stayed in some chairs outside, and, at around midnight, Y/N woke up. JJ was the first one to notice when her hand moved to wrap around his finger while he mindlessly scrolled through twitter. He dropped his phone, almost falling to the ground when he tossed it somewhere as he turned to look at Y/N. "Hi, hi baby" He cooed, pretty y/e/c staring at him just like he needed "Mmm, my hero", Y/N's voice was hoarse.
JJ giggled, handing her a bottle of water and stroking her cheek softly. "I'm sorry baby, I-I should've listened to you when you tried to tell me" He sighed the apologies he repeated like a prayer hours ago "S'okay J" "It's not. Shouldn't have let my mind get in the way. I'm glad you're okay" "Yeah me too... I'm also glad to see you, baby... Dreamt about you while I was out" "As you should," he jokingly said, both of them laughing and sharing a sweet kiss.
The story after that is short. Y/N recovered, JJ was finally allowed at family dinner (and exchanged pleasant conversations with his soon to be father-in-law as he called him). ā™”
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spoopdeedoop Ā· 9 months ago
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hi i have some disorganized thoughts/hcs abt the found family human doctor au
(one of the thoughts being i should really give it a better name. another being YES this is only the nuwho doctors atm bc that's the only series i've watched so far apologies. if i ever get around to watching classic who i will add them trust)
BEHOLD my random, not at all in-depth headcanons
nine is the only one with a car out of all of them. they all keep bugging him to drive/pick them up from places -- he has mixed feelings about being the assigned taxi driver
both twelve and eleven are teachers -- college professor and preschool teacher respectively. twelve's students love them because he will say the most stupid, hilarious shit with a straight face without even knowing and eleven's students love him because he is the only teacher at the school that will dance with them during musical chairs (he doesn't even play the game. he just dances)
i want to make one of them an actual doctor but i don't think any of them could handle it unfortunately
they all share an an apartment flat on the same level -- nine, twelve and fifteen live in one room, ten, eleven and thirteen live in the one across from them. of course there are other people in the building too but they're all used to the strange loud hyperactivity of that particular flat. i think i'm using the right terminology here. yall know what im talking about
(i'm so tempted to make some companions be their neighbors)
nine and ten are the most insomniac of all of them, so they're used to bumping each other in the dead of night on their way to raid each other's respective fridges or something. very rarely thirteen will join them and they're like "WELL FANCY SEEING YOU HERE"
twelve does sleep, but like. he's nocturnal
eleven and ten hate each other in a sibling kind of way (see: day of the doctor). they are constantly sending each other death threats or tripping each other over. everyone is sick of it
sometimes when they're out shopping you'll hear ten yell "GET OUT OF THE FROZEN FOOD YOU NUMPTY WE ARE NOT BUYING FISH FINGERS" over the aisles and you'll hear eleven whine "WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO MUCH" back
(if you're lucky you'll be able to catch fifteen mumble "why did we put them in the same apartment. are we asking for an eviction notice")
eventually eleven will pick a random stray cat off the side of the road, take her home, and name her bowtie, which is a stupid name, so everyone just defaults to calling her kitty
kitty's favourite person is twelve, to eleven's absolute despair
(my original idea for this was to initially have ten hate the idea of living with a cat, since he's stated full on in the show that he doesn't like cats, but apparently there is some very obscure doctor who comic run in which he falls into a depressive spiral and adopts a cat whom he names rose-the-cat, so he might actually like cats idk?)
anyway ten hates her until he doesn't lmao. he vents to her when there's no one else home and she will Stare at him back and it is a very nice friendship
kitty and nine watch shitty romcom together
they have a joint groupchat together -- half of it is just thirteen and fifteen assigning everyone outfits they find on pinterest and the other half is eleven asking where everyone went (he keeps getting lost when they go out)
nine doesn't know how to download pictures off the internet and so resorts to manually editing memes together to send to the groupchat and everyone's like "girl that's so much more effort........."
(yes he doesn't know how to press save image to camera roll but he knows how to use a photo editor flawlessly. such is the logic of the idiocy of the doctors)
eleven and thirteen get along very well i think. they're the only two of the group to play video games and so they bond over that. they also have ridiculously similar clothing taste
sometimes they'll succeed in getting fifteen to play pokemon with them and then they'll proceed to not see him until the next day when he comes out of his room and goes "you didn't tell me plusle couldn't evolve i've been levelling it up all fucking night"
friday is assigned movie night (it's always big hero 6)
eleven is the only one to actively seek out physical affection, usually really abruptly like clinging to thirteen's back as she passes him in the hall or bapping ten with the palm of his hand until he sighs and gives him a hug. he does expect a platonic kiss on the forehead from anyone before he goes to bed and will complain if he doesn't get one
anyway thats it i'm sick in the head and really sad. if this keeps up i may be forced to actually write a fic
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savi0rr Ā· 7 months ago
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OMG OMG TYSM FOR THE HEADCANONS BEING USED šŸ˜­
I js have one itsy lil request, can we get one more with two of these?
Fem!reader who loves to follow Skipp, (father figure fr <3) always trying to do good but also not get caught when bad
Stone who follows fem!reader like a lost puppy, (šŸ„ŗ) loving following them around as watching as they screw up things or trip, ect ect..
Fem!reader who always gets flustered by flirts, but can flirt (mostly when drunk "drunk words, sober thoughts" fr šŸ˜­
Stone who loves to flirt, he can and DOES get all flustered when fem!reader tries to hug him and compliment him (NOT NSFW!!)
(I RLLY THINK UR GON GO FOR THE LAST TWO šŸ’€)
-šŸ‘»šŸ anon (? :D)
Flirty Words
Stone x Fem!Reader
a/n: HI šŸ‘»šŸ!!! youā€™re actually super right about me doing the last two šŸ’€ LMAO GUESS YOUā€™LL HAVE TO READ AND FIND OUT WHICH I PICKED
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"Hey, pretty girl." Stone said as he shoved his hand into his vest, pulled out his bottle full of alcohol, and took a sip of it. You shivered to hear his voice, and your stomach turned. "Hi..." You muttered, blushing as you crossed your arms over your chest. "What are you doing?" Stone asked as he placed his bottle back into his vest and looked over your shoulder. "Just-- fixing Vinnie's shoes because she ripped them..." You muttered, feeling your body getting hot. "Ohā€¦cool." Stone said as he flopped down next to you, tilting his head to the side. He ran his fingers through his hair. Your gaze wandered over to him before your eyes looked back at the shoe in your hands. Stone smirked. "What's wrong? Are you getting sick, pretty girl?" Stone asked as his smirk widened. He raised his hand to your forehead. "Or is it because you're getting all flustered by me?"
You felt your heart pounded. "Stop it...you know what you're doing..." You grumbled, feeling small as you pushed his hand away from your forehead. "Awh, why?" Stone said as he leaned closer to you. "Of course, I know what I'm doing." He said as he cocked his head to the side. He sat up straight.
"Have fun fixing the shoe, love." Stone groaned as he stood up and stretched his back. "Where are you going?" You asked, staring up at him, your eyebrows furrowed. "Pickpocketing, it's my turn." He rolled his eyes. You perked up. "Can I come?" You asked as you placed Vinnie's shoe down. "I thought you were fixing Vinnie's shoe?" Stone asked, raising his eyebrow. "It can wait." You said, tilting your head to the side as you smiled. Stone's face softens seeing your smile. "I mean...fine. Just follow me." Stone said before they both walked out of the slums.
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You and Stone reached into different people's pockets and stole their wallets. Glazing the rich people's wrists and slipping their jewelry and watches off. "Hey! You little shits, giving me back my wallet and my wife's watch!" A rich man yelled at Stone and you. Both of you jumped before the two of you ran down the street and were chased by the rich man. You pulled Stone into an alleyway, the two of you hiding in the shadows. You wrapped your arms around Stone, pressing yourself against him so you wouldn't be seen.
Stone's back was against the wall as he stared at the entrance of the alleyway. He felt his face becoming flushed, his face changing to a red color. He gulped as he felt his heart pounding. Stone feared that you could hear and feel his heartbeat. Which you did. "Stone, you're heartbeat-" "Hush." He muttered as he covered your mouth. The darkness helps cover his flustered face from you, thank god.
"Ugh! Those little scraps...stealing everything!" The rich groaned as he looked around, before walking down the street. You and Stone watched the entrance, before letting out a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness we didn't get caught." You said as you stared up at him. "Yeah..." He said, looking down at you.
"..."
"Want to make out?" "STONE!" "I'm kidding!...kinda."
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last-starry-sky Ā· 2 months ago
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kinktober day 4 - aphrodisiac // breeding
price x f!reader
[MDNI - NSFW - MIND THE WARNINGS: 1k, established relationship (wife), alcohol/drinking mention, you can imply the aphrodisiac usage either way (consensual or non) its vague so ymmv, same for the breeding kink.]
tag list (lmk if you'd like to be added!): @slut-lmao, @mishaglass
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Youā€™re sucking down your third captain and coke, slumping further and further down into the ratty leather of the booth John had stashed you in. He doesnā€™t do this often, go out with the boys. Drags you out with him even less. You know, he knows, that you hate doing things like this: wasting an evening listening to other peopleā€™s drunken conversations while John and his men shoot pool or play darts without you.
Tonight, however, the drinks are going down quick and easy. Too easy. John is nice enough to loop around to your table to drop a fresh glass off regularly, pecking a chaste kiss on your cheek asking, ā€œHow you holding up?ā€
The first two times, the answer is the same. A quick, snipped, ā€œFine,ā€ through a tense smile. With a roll of your eyes you dramatically stir the dark liquid with your straw, ice cubes loudly crashing against the glass before sucking up a large sip. The bartender is pouring them strong tonight and youā€™d rather taste the soda with the alcohol, not just the alcohol.Ā 
By the time John comes around the third time, however, youā€™re too drunk to notice at first. At least, drunk is the closest thing you can compare it too. Music and TV chatter compress into a buzzing drone. Voices fall out completely. You donā€™t know when, but you end up with your head pressed to the table, drink forgotten. The wood the only thing grounding you to reality.Ā 
John strokes a cool hand over your cheek, rolling your head to face him. Funny. He always runs warm. Are you flushed? You feel like it. Your husbandā€™s smiling face blurs into view as youā€™re moved. You canā€™t see much through your teary eyes. All you care about is his warm, strong hand on your skin. God you love him. The need to feel him hits you. Need him to keep touching you.Ā 
ā€œLook at me,ā€ he says softly. His thumb strokes down to your lips and you moan. ā€œLook at me, doll,ā€ he repeats.
You canā€™t. Your eyes slip closed, soft sighs falling out as John continues to stroke your heated face. You wish you had the strength to reach up and touch him.
ā€œEverything alright, Cap?ā€ one of his friends calls out behind him. Kyle, you think. John turns away to answer, hand never leaving you.
ā€œWifeā€™s a little sick,ā€ he says. You can tell heā€™s got that sweet, disarming smile on his face, from just the tone of his voice. ā€œGonna bring her home.ā€
ā€œNeed help?ā€ he asked.
ā€œNah,ā€ John said hoisting you up, letting your head fall against his shoulder. ā€œGot ā€˜er. Sorry to run out like this. Talk to you all tomorrow.ā€
ā€œNo problem,ā€ you hear him respond as John walks away. ā€œGā€™night to you and the missus.ā€
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You didnā€™t remember much of the ride home. The cool leather seat below you. The rain pattering against the window. Johnā€™s hand twined around yours, warm fingers pressed to your pulse your tether to the world.
He must have carried you inside and upstairs, because the next thing you remember is your head landing on your pillow, sheets fluffing out around you.Ā 
ā€œJohn . . . ?ā€ you croaked. Itā€™s dark in the room. Youā€™re suddenly very scared. Why do you feel so . . . syrupy? Hot and slick and-
You feel hands on your hips, sliding across your jeans to unbutton your fly. The zipper is pulled down, metal teeth crying as they are slowly pulled open. His hand rubs at your crotch as he pulls away, sending a zing of pleasure through you.
ā€œIā€™m here, love,ā€ he responded, low and gruff, pulling your pants off your hips. The cool air hitting your core makes you buck and shiver. ā€œGood god,ā€ your husband sighed, hand palming your pussy through your drenched panties, ā€œThat shit made you wet. Real fuckinā€™ wet.ā€Ā 
You whined, hips chasing the pressure of his fingers. Youā€™re so unbelievably turned on you need any and all stimulation heā€™ll give you.Ā 
ā€œYeah?ā€ he asked pulling your ruined panties down by the gusset. He laid over you, body pressing to yours, allowing him to rumble his words right against your pulse. ā€œWant me that bad?ā€
ā€œYes!ā€ you cried out on instinct. You can feel your clit thrumming, hot and engorged, as you rut against whatever part of his body is closest: thigh, stomach, cock, you donā€™t care.Ā Ā 
John bit down on your neck, right behind your ear, groaning as he pushed inside you. You shrieked, crying at how fucking good his bare cock felt, at the bright, sparking combination of pain and pleasure as he continued to nip down your throat.
He rocked into you slow and steady. You fell into a hypnosis, listening to his cock squelching into your juicy pussy, moaning in rhythm as he pushed in then pulled out.Ā 
ā€œFuck,ā€ he groaned into your ear, his hands smoothing up your torso to hold your face. ā€œGonna finish like this,ā€ a drip of sweat fell from the tip of his nose as he spoke against your lips. ā€œWant to. Wanna-fuckā€ He bit his lip and he rolled his hips down into you, savoring the tight pull of your cunt as you clenched. ā€œWanna put a baby in you. Fuckinā€™ . . . fill you up all night. Cum ā€˜till ā€™m shooinā€™ dust for you, love. Just wanna see you-ā€ He paused to stroke at your navel. Palming the phantom bump he imagined there. ā€œ-see you round ā€˜n-fuck, fuckinā€™ full with our kid.ā€Ā 
His hand came back up to squish your tit, molding it in his palm. ā€œTell me you want it,ā€ he said rolling your nipple between his thumb and forefinger. ā€œTell me to cum in youā€Ā 
His fingers didnā€™t stop until you squeaked out john john john yes john that had him crashing back down to claim your mouth. His kiss blanked out your mind. In the swirl of tongues and teeth, you didnā€™t even notice the faltering pattern of his thrusts, how he groaned deep ohā€™s as he slammed into you three final, stuttering, times before collapsing his head into the crook of your neck.Ā Ā Ā 
ā€œI love you,ā€ you whispered hoarsely as he tried to catch his breath.
ā€œLove you too,ā€ he said, turning his mouth to your cheek, breathing ragged. ā€œLove you so much.ā€
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libraryofgage Ā· 1 year ago
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Please write for 42. Maybe it could be something dealing with Steve overhearing something he shouldn't have,maybe something the kids say, or Eddie says to someone. Whatever it is it makes him feel like shit. He talks to Eddie, or Robin (or both!) about how much he's changed over the past few years and how he didn't end up being the person everyone thought he'd be, but after what hes overheard he's crying because even though he did all he could he feels lonelier than ever.
Anon, I love you
Prompt 42 for this prompt list!
ā€œWhoā€™s laughing now?ā€
ā€œā€¦Clearly not you. Youā€™re crying, dear God.ā€Ā 
I didn't use these quotes exactly, but I came close. It still fits them, though lmao
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"I should be right back," Steve says, throwing open the van door before hopping out. The moment it closes, Eddie blasts the heavy metal he usually can't because of Steve's sensitive ears. Steve snorts with amusement and heads towards the diner, the smell of fried food and grilling beef overwhelming him the moment he opens the door.
Steve heads up to the counter, flashing a charming smile at Paula, a woman who's been working at the diner longer than Steve has been alive. "We got your usual almost ready, sugar," she tells him, returning the smile as she grabs a receipt from the turning rack and leads him over to the register.
It's a Friday night, which means the diner is bursting with teenagers hanging out in groups or trying to have a romantic date. Steve doesn't usually see anyone he feels like greeting when he picks up food, but a quick sweep this time reveals a table where Jonathan, Argyle, Nancy, Mike, and Will are sitting. Their table is close to the bar, but none of them seem to have noticed Steve because of their conversation, which is just fine with him.
If he gets dragged into a conversation, he might take too long and make Eddie worry. And if Eddie worries, he'll come bursting into the diner, and there are too many people in here that still blame him for...well, everything, for that to be safe.
"Your total is gonna be $12.93," Paula says, watching as Steve distractedly pulls a twenty from his wallet.
"Keep the change. I'll be waiting over there," he says, nodding to a bar stool somewhat close to where his friends are sitting. He then slides into said stool, leaning on the counter and trying to ignore how sticky it is.
He's close enough now to hear the tail-end of Argyle saying, "--eems like such a nice dude, though."
Mike snorts at him. "You didn't know Steve when he was dating Nancy," he points out.
Oh. They're...talking about him. Steve gets the feeling he should walk away, but he also feels stuck in the stool.
"He wasn't that bad," Nancy says. Silence follows her words, and Steve can imagine the looks she's getting. "Okay, yeah, he was an asshole."
"He smashed my camera," Jonathan says, and Steve wonders if he's imagining a trace of bitterness in his voice.
Here's the thing: Steve apologized for smashing the camera (though, he feels it was still justified) and got Jonathan a new one. A fancy, new one. But it doesn't sound like Jonathan is going to include that detail, too.
"He's a lot better now, though," Will says, and Steve wants to get him a new set of dice for trying to stick up for him.
He then wants to cry and maybe break something when he hears Jonathan and Mike snort and bark out a short laugh.
Steve feels himself grow tense as Nancy and Jonathan regale Argyle with how shitty he was in high school. He keeps waiting for one of the kids to refute or bring up how he's changed, but Mike only adds to it all while Will stays quiet, probably unwilling to get himself laughed at again (not that Steve blames him, honestly).
None of them actually point out how Steve's changed. They laugh at how much of a douchebag he was in high school, and Jonathan tells Argyle to "watch out for King Steve coming through" now that nothing is trying to kill them again.
And Steve feels sick to his stomach. Has...has he not actually changed? Is he really the same King Steve he was in high school? Is he still that asshole who didn't give a shit about others because he was just trying to survive himself, no matter who it hurt? Is this how everyone sees him?
"All right, sugar. Here's your cheeseburgers," Paula says, placing a bag in front of him and jerking him out of his thoughts. "One without tomato but with extra ketchup, and the other with grilled onions."
Steve blinks and smiles at Paula again. "Thanks. Same time next week?"
He waits to see Paula's amused smile and playfully dismissive wave before grabbing the bag and practically running out of the restaurant. He doesn't know if it's good or bad that nobody at the table seems to have noticed his presence or departure.
Steve jerks the door to the van open, not waiting for Eddie to turn the music down before hopping in and slamming it shut. He silently pulls on his seatbelt, holds the food in his lap, and stares at the glove compartment.
"Uh, you okay, Stevie?" Eddie asks, his hand lingering on the volume dial.
"I don't wanna talk about it here," Steve says. Because he's going to talk about it with Eddie, the only other person he trusts to be honest with him is Robin. But this is date night for him and Eddie, and even when he's drowning in self-doubt, Steve doesn't want anyone else to interrupt their date night.
Thankfully, Eddie just nods. "Okay, sweetheart," he says, pulling out of the parking lot and onto the road.
Steve doesn't say a word the whole drive, too consumed by forcing himself to focus on Eddie's hand on his thigh. There's a warmth that he feels through the fabric, grounding him and keeping his brain from spiraling too far.
When they finally park (a secluded area close enough to the local make-out spot to still see the romantic stars in the sky without getting caught by anyone else) Eddie turns to Steve and softly asks, "Wanna move to the back, sweetheart?"
Steve grips the bag in his lap tighter, takes a deep breath, and looks at Eddie. He feels a little bad for ignoring the question, but he can't help his worries and fears bubbling out now that they've stopped driving. "I've changed, right? Since high school?"
Eddie blinks, caught off guard by the sudden question. But then he nods. "Yeah, Stevie, you've definitely changed."
"Jonathan and Nancy were in the diner with Argyle, Mike, and Will," Steve says, trying and failing to seem more nonchalant by unbuckling himself and moving to the couch that barely fits in the back of the van. Eddie follows, sitting closer than necessary to eat the burger Steve hands to him. "They were...talking about me. High school me. King Steve. And Jonathan told Argyle to be wary of me. Do they really think I'm the same person?"
"Stevie-"
Steve doesn't let Eddie get far. He's too wrapped up in what happened, too consumed by self-doubt and guilt and the wish that he'd said something to them. His chest feels tight, he feels like the world is going to cave in on him, and the only thing keeping him steady is the way Eddie puts down his burger and pulls Steve into his lap. "And the worst part is that they were laughing. Will tried saying that I was better now, and they fucking laughed. Like it was ridiculous. Like I could never change.
"And I just....I wish I'd said something. I could have ruined their night so fucking easily, Eds. I could have turned around and asked if they always talked shit behind the backs of people who saved them. I could have asked if Jonathan didn't like the replacement camera I got him, or if he still used it to sneak photos of Nancy."
"Is that why you broke his camera? Fuck, I don't blame you."
Steve manages a slight smile for Eddie. "Thanks. I...I don't know. For all I've changed, it would have been so easy to just turn around and be who they thought I still was. And then I would've torn them down to the size of ants. And...and...I wish I had but I don't but I do, so I could've ended it with who's laughing now?"
Steve's chest feels a little looser, and that's a fucking relief, but then he feels Eddie's hand cradling his cheek. "Well, it's definitely not you, sweetheart. Your crying."
Oh. Eddie is right. He is crying. Steve hastily wipes at the tears before just giving up and leaning into Eddie's touch. "Sorry," he mumbles.
"Don't apologize. I almost wish you had done it. And that I'd been there to see it."
"No, you donā€™t."
Eddie grins, pulling Steve closer so they're chest-to-chest, heart-to-heart. "Yeah, I do. I love when you get bitchy, sweetheart. Especially when it means we can be bitchy together."
Steve blinks, and he can't help laughing. The words were simple, but they still managed to erase all the doubt and some of the hurt. He still probably needs a few days before he can actually look at Jonathan or Nancy or Mike again, but he doesn't feel so immediately devastated.
"Somehow, that was the perfect thing to say," he tells Eddie, closing the distance between them to kiss his lips, getting a hint of ketchup on his tongue.
"Perfect enough to earn me some fun?" Eddie asks, wiggling his eyebrows playfully.
Steve sighs dramatically, pretends to think about it as he actually laments that their burgers will get cold, and then pushes Eddie down on the couch.
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lowkeyrobin Ā· 9 months ago
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headcannons where quackity's s/o has tattoos? could also be nsfw, if you're comfortable with it :))
I don't write NSFW but I can definitely do the tattoo part! thanks for requesting!! I don't think I've actually posted a quackity focused thing yet which is surprising to me bc I have like 3 drafts for him LMAO
QUACKITY ; tattooed lover
summary ; you have tattoos and your boyfriend is head over heels
warnings ; language; talk of needles / pain of tattoos, use of quackitys real name (lmk if I should change it!)
word count ; 670
genre ; fluff
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In general, he'll act normal about all your tattoos and whatnot, but inside every time he sees your arms (especially if you have sleeves or some sick ones around your wrists that trail up your arm even a bit) he'll just get a little red in the cheeks. He absolutely loves all your ink. He thinks it's so sick, but he's not committed enough to get any, and he doesn't think he has the pain tolerance.
he went with you to get a new tattoo on your shoulder/upper arm area
he learned you'd be there for like 5 hours and he groaned like a shitty iPad kid and took his phone out while he threatened to call Philza
once he saw the tattoo gun... oh lord it was over
literally whisper shouted at you while the artist got up to get gloves
"that's what you're getting jabbed with??? why are we here again???"
genuinely can't look
once he hears the buzzing he turns his music on and he's staring down while he sits on the couch across from you
"Alex, look!" you smile, "I'm fine"
"how do I know you're not a clone?"
"Holy shit. dude it's the quackityhq duck, that's why I brought you along"
"WAIT WHAT?"
it's not a big tattoo whatsoever, but it's a reminder that he's always with you, how you've grown together and how that's always going to be an era of your content you'd never forget about
literally gets emotional about it
"You didn't have-"
"I wanted to, for the millionth time"
he genuinely didn't know tattoos were so expensive, once you leave he questions why it was 450 dollars and you explain to him how tattoo artist income works
He's not the one to want to peel off the second skin or pop the ink bubbles or even touch the tattoo until the skin goes back to normal. He's just kinda freaked out for some reason, it's just one of those things and it honestly makes sense.
He takes some dedicated time to sniff all the lotions and numbing creams and comment on each and every one, though. All while you're trying to do some aftercare on it and shit, and you just watch.
"this one smells like buttercream icing"
"yeah?"
"ew, this one smells like badboyhalo's ass!"
"why would you even know that? šŸ˜"
If you have any tats without color, Alex will gladly color them in with washable markers like you're a walking coloring book. He'll literally call for you and ask you if he can color on you again, it's cute, really.
"y/n/n, can I color your tattoos again?"
"aren't you streaming?"
"so?"
"yeah, fine"
he has a whole gallon sized ziploc bag filled with Crayola washable markers
like he goes from playing on the qsmp and hanging out with some people to coloring all over you while said people watch šŸ˜­
you wave to his friends like "Hello, I am his walking therapy coloring book"
he's like a little kid. You just look over at him like, "Holy shit I could love you forever wtf"
Sometimes, he'll just draw you new tattoos (with washable markers dw) cause he gets bored and wants to doodle on you. Most of the time it ends up being stick figures and dicks but it's okay, it's his way of showing affection.
He'll genuinely think of song that remind him of each of your tattoos. Somehow, some way, he does. He has a whole playlist titled 'Y/n's tattoos', and he rarely listens to it, but he thinks it's fun to think of a new song when you get another tattoo.
Although he is a little concerned because what's gonna happen when you're old and wrinkly? How do the tattoos last? Do they become old and wrinkly like the tattooed grandmas meme? Because if so, he'll rip on you til the end of time.
"well I have a long time before I look like a tattooed elderly person, but okay"
"So you will? Oh my fucking God! BAHAHAHA"
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kevinsdsy Ā· 5 months ago
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THE TROJANS SOCIAL MEDIA AU HEADCANONS pt. 2
jean moreau & shawn anderson dynamic
jean properly likes having shawn around. although he keeps telling shawn to fuck off. and to leave him alone. and to shut up. he doesn't actually mean it (most of the time).
and shawn knows this too. and whatā€™s so great about shawn is he knows to set boundaries even though jean has never asked him to do so, but when jean seems even more quiet than he usual is, shawn takes a step back.
shawn notices when they're in a group environment jean is keeping more to himself and staying in the background where he can watch the group instead and shawn lets him without trying to put too much attention towards jean.
ananya deshmukh
ananya is a youtuber. idek why i made this a thing. i just love girls vlogging and blogging and i want her to be an it-girl like.
haoyu liu & travis jordan
look i'm going to be really honest. i forgot they were mentioned in the books for the longest time and then i did some stalking and was like ohh they exist too so i made their accounts on the same day and now they're dating each other in my mind
shane reed
OKAYY SO hear me out shane has not yet be mentioned in the au. but iā€™m posting this now for his introduction in todayā€™s upcoming part. i was going through the book and noticed i missed his appearance when starting out the au which is CRAZY because he's mentioned quite a few times when the foxes vs trojans game is happening.
BUT I DECIDED TO ADD HIM AND I HAVE A FEW THINGS IN MIND FOR HIM (i want to give him shawn anderson treatment LMAO) but his character would be connected to kevin and it might be weird to have a canon x canon ship that's build on shit and giggles
but now that i think of it, is that literally not what jerejean used to be anyways??? SO LET ME TALK MY SHIT!!!!!!!!
with the summer olympics socmed au coming and having the foxes and trojans in one place i want to have them flirting with each other
like one day they barely know each other and the next day people are like ...wait?? what's going on here.
and not many of the trojans even know about the sexuality of either one of the guys so they all have to go and be like WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN
and i just think i can have a lot of fun with that LMAOO but maybe i'll decide to not even do it we'll see
angela "angie" lewis
angie, god bless her, has to put up with shawn during media training
angie pretends to be so sick and tired of shawn but she actually absolutely adores him
i was talking about them with @amberlouigi and i told them how i think when shawn graduates she will always mention him and be like "you guys be better! you will never believe, but i had to put up with shawn and he said..."
if shawn ever becomes pro he will be an ABSOLUTE menace to society/press/social media @amberlouigi said they think angie would get a call/message from his pro team asking if she wants a job. and angie decides to take it.
shawn will not necessarily stop his behaviour, but he respects and loves angie enough to cut back a bit on his behaviour so he can prove to everyone how well of a job she's doing.
i truly wish i had added angie to the socmed au before and added more of their dynamic together :((
bonus: kevin day
KEVIN DAY IS BISEXUAL !!!!!!!!! i think in canon he would have a lot of feelings to deal with and to unpack this but in the au he knows this about himself and he doesn't really care. he keeps it hidden from the press & media tho
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sidsinning Ā· 1 year ago
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the movie aint better ya goofs (don't read if you don't wanna hear my slander lol,,,)
"Movie!Gabriel is better than show!Gabriel because he actually cares for his son and gets redeemed"
istg this fandom's obsession with redemption needs to END
Morally better character ā‰  better writing
Can I just get a piece of media that tells kids "hey, ur abusive parent was an asshole, and even if they had humanity you do not need to reconcile and forgive them in the end" bc I feel like that's what show!Gabriel leans towards which is great
Gabriel barely talks to Adrien in the movie and suddenly when he sees him under CN's mask his entire reign of terror, his determination to see his dead wife again ends in a tearful hug lmao come on now
("but the ending where Adrien suddenly loves his dad again???"- Astruc has been pretty blunt on Twitter that this perfect society you see in S5's ending is built off of a lie, so Adrien is def not gonna just keep that view)
"Adrien actually stands up to his dad in the movie!"
Movie!Adrien is legit a normal human boy, not a sentimonster who is literally physically incapable of fighting back against whoever has his amok
He DOES fight back (even in S1 as CN!), but people like to remember the show only up to S3. Guess what, he learns to fight back and stand up for himself through his growing bonds and relationships with those around him through character development āœØāœØāœØ
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Also, he is an abused kid??? In the show?? How can you knock him down a peg for not fighting back,,, šŸ˜­ Adrien's lesson isn't that he needs to learn how to fight back, it's that Nathalie shoulda called cps sooner!!! In the movie they are much more of an estranged father-son pair than anything abusive. So obviously the back talk is much easier too. Movie!Adrien gets to go out alone and with friends unless his dad has specifically planted an enemy where he is. Show!Adrien has been beaten, mind controlled, forced to hurt Marinette, isolated and locked up, etc.- he has been TERRIFIED of his dad multiple times.
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"Marinette isn't an obsessive stalker in this!"
SIGH.
Man I am so sick of this complaint- the show has never rewarded Marinette for her obsessive behavior. BC IT IS A CHARACTER FLAW. One they use for cringe comedic purposes, but a flaw nonetheless. Every time she has done anything that hurts others in pursuit of Adrien she is punished by the writers. And bc the show has an episodic monster-of-the-week format, this plot is recycled a lot (which is its own complaint). And guess what? SHE STOPS BEING OBSESSIVE. YEAH. SHE STOPS DOING THAT SHIT- so what do you want now??? She grew out of it after it costs her the miraculous so why tf are yalls still hurling this at her like its a L,,,,
This Marinette is just a watered down boring version of show!Marinette. She's just a girl who gets insecure at times but grows confident bc she's Ladybug. Ok. So is our Marinette but MORE. Our Marinette is super smart, creative, resourceful, an overthinker, extremely kind and selfless to others, gets jealous and reckless when her emotions get the better of her, etc. She is fully formed even after watching just 3 episodes of S1.
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Like the fact that they didn't even bother to include the oh so important hook of the show- her lucky charm power- shows they didn't care about doing this story justice- its so transparently lazy writing šŸ’€ (miraculous of creation where??? CN gets cataclysm for destruction but what is movie!LB bringing to the yin yang table,,,)
Legitimately all the comparisons I'm hearing from people saying the movie is better are from those who just aren't caught up with the show where Marinette is no longer toxically obsessive with Adrien, where the plot/lore is insane but 10000000x better and more creative than what the movie gave us, the love square was much better developed EVEN FROM JUST THE ORIGINS EPISODES, etc. Istg these people stopped at S3 where the show was at its worst (if I were to pinpoint it)
Everything is so watered down or changed for the worse
Adrienette bonding was 1 conversation and 2 seconds about his mom in a voiceless montage. Marinette didn't fall for him bc of his kindness after a misunderstanding, it was bc he looked handsome in the library's light lol. He called her weird and didn't think twice about putting on his earphones to listen to more alpha podcasts. You really do wonder why she likes this dude over her partner CN bc they have no connection at all.
Movie!Adrien was an asshole don't you dare do show!Adrien dirty by comparing him to this ellen degeneres alien lookin mf
When movie!Adrien is crying after Mari reveals herself as LB, unlike the show, here you're like "yeah no you only like her now bc she's LB lol"
Anyways feel free to enjoy what you enjoy but uuuuuhhhh this movie getting a 3/10 for me would not rewatch
Oh wait the good things
-Visuals
-Some Ladynoir scenes were cute, like them playfully fighting with the accidental wall pin
-I liked Ladybug moving away from CN's kiss- nice hint of angst
-Chloe's coffee stain scene
-Luka cameos were cute
songs were bad or mid
ya das it
I guess feel free to talk to me in my inbox about your own thoughts if you wish (respectfully plz)
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haveyouseenthisskeleton Ā· 2 months ago
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S/O convinces skeletons brother to join them in attacking there brother with hugs once they come through the door after a long day how would sans/papyrus react to almost being tackled with hugs (ofc S/O just walks up to HT papyrus 'willow' and gives gentle hugs to not hurt his back) main 10
Undertale Sans - He jumps a bit at the sudden contact, but he quickly relaxes when he sees it's just his S/O and Papyrus. Eh, feels nice actually. He's all flushed and all now.
Undertale Papyrus - This is the "welcome home" he deserves and now he expects to be tackled every day when he comes home from work. You can see him waiting at the entrance for the next few days, coughing loudly to make you realize he's here if you don't hear him come back.
Underswap Sans - He high-pitched screams as Honey fails miserably to run to hug him and just crashes into his arms after falling, making him fall on his butt. Honey kinda also kicks you accidentally and you fall on the skeleton pile, crushing poor Blue under both your weight. All you can hear from him is a pitiful whine. Please help.
Underswap Papyrus - He's so confused about what's going on and just lets you do your thing, eyes widened with shock. Uh??? Once his brain processes what's going on though, he just chuckles awkwardly and hugs back. Honey loves hugs. Just... Warn before?
Underfell Sans - What the hell. He doesn't mind you, but his brother randomly hugging him is the weirdest shit he saw today. Who is this guy? What did you do to his brother? That's not Edge, that has to be someone disguised like him. You don't tell him you promised to pay Edge a cooking lesson he's desperate to try in exchange for this little service. Edge immediately turns back as his grumpy self the second it's done. Red is still so confused about what the hell just happened.
Underfell Papyrus - As soon as Red touches him, he kicks him at full force in the stomach far from him lmao. Red just whines on the floor as you decide to finally not hug him for your own safety. Red gives you a death stare. Why the hell did he listen to you? And what are you even looking at?! Ah, yes, he's mad for the rest of the week.
Horrortale Sans - Aw. Oak just purrs happily, happy with all the sudden attention. He keeps bumping his head against you and his brother, just glad to be with the people he loves. He's not difficult with affection.
Horrortale Papyrus - He blushes at the sudden attention and chuckles awkwardly, patting your and his brother's heads. He's not sure what's happening, but he needed that today. It's even making him a little emotional.
Swapfell Sans - He hisses angrily as two huge beasts randomly attack him out of nowhere and he starts to trash around and claws everything touching him to free himself. He then realizes it's just his S/O. ... And Rus, somehow. Ew. His face scrunches in pure disgust. He hates it when his brother touches him without being sure when was his last bath. He thinks he's going to be sick. Yeah, he's a bit dramatic.
Swapfell Papyrus - You tackle Rus alone as Nox refuses to do it. You tried everything to convince him but were just welcomed with a threat of blasting your head off if you kept insisting. That's fine, Rus doesn't mind having just you for yourself. Anyway, he picks you up bridal style and just takes you to his room.
Fellswap Gold Sans - Wine blinks in shock as he is brutally tackled on the floor. What. He can understand his brother doing that, but he's so confused why you're here as well. You know he's not a fan of hugs. He just stares, not wanting to be rude, but not too happy either. He's not sure what to think of all of this.
Fellswap Gold Papyrus - You hug him, so relieved, and alone lol. You asked Wine, but Wine looked at you like you were braindead, and then threatened straight to kill you, telling you you're only alive because you're useful to his brother lol. You're just a tiny bit scared of him now and very happy Coffee is back to save you.
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kaymarie-bell Ā· 1 year ago
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TWST Book 7 Chapter 6 spoilers and reactions ahead
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You know, through all the updates people have been wondering "where is OB Malleus? is he seeing the dream too? why is he not interfering despite our group being 'awake'? does he even know about all of this?" it might seem crazy what I'm about to say-
This update started with a banger giving us Baul knighting Sebek and giving him an armor that's just like his after fighting off the Silver Owls together
Btw I'm currently on a mission of stealing all the gel in NRC to keep Sebek from putting his hair up again. If you care.
Silver carrying an injured Lilia on his back while Yuu and Grim look after the egg instead of leaving him behind like he asked. I'm ok I'm ok.
Sebek got to show off his UM training. I'm so proud of him šŸ„¹
They killed my hot wife.
Fighting as Meleanor vs The Knight of Dawn felt so sick and twisted knowing what the outcome was.
FUCK THE SENATE. TF YOU MEAN "Filthy bat" "Don't touch Malleus" "get out of the capital and don't show up here again" I'm genuinely upset, what the fuck leave Lilia alone šŸ˜­
Maleficia's magic was not helping with hatching the egg, and touch and love is more effective so of course the responsibility falls on Lilia. Huh, who would've thought-
Lilia and the egg communicating. Did y'all see that. Is anyone else being totally normal about it.
Meleanor knew what she was doing when she left her child to Lilia.
Also what do you mean his own grandmother couldn't provide him the love he needed to hatch? šŸ‘€
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Lilia's numerous travels around the world were all to find something to help hatch the egg. And he got discriminated against by both humans and fae everywhere oh I'm so sick-
Egg!Malleus feeling lonely even before hatching. Lilia being the only one who hears him crying. Lilia running to him despite it being dangerous. šŸ˜­
HE DISCOVERED HIS SIGNATURE SPELL WHILE SEARCHING FOR A WAY TO HATCH THE EGG. THE SPELL THAT BEST REFLECTS THE ESSENCE OF HIS SOUL IS THE ONE HE USES FOR BOTH MALLEUS AND SILVER. Shaped like a father fr.
Oh so the egg seems to gain strength only whenever Lilia shows up around it? What a coincidence I wonder what could this mean
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Lilia's VA did a phenomenal job. I started ugly crying too. The 200 years were worth it to Lilia šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­
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*Silver voice* I'm sure we were all wondering, "if these dreams are supposed to be happy then why have we seen nothing but pain and suffering so far?" well, it turns out Malleus being born is his happiest moment in life.
not a single thought behind that baby's eyes (he's 1 minute old)
Leona was right he sure *is* a lizard
not the senate suddenly praising Lilia as a hero šŸ˜’ I haven't forgotten what y'all said earlier.
Oh shit OB!Malleus is back. I got so caught up in the euphoria of seeing Malleus' birth that for a moment I forgot about overblots.
Malleus has his mom's looks and his dad's voice according to general Lilia
OB!Malleus is absolutely pissed at his grandma and the senate. Good for him.
Malleus offering Lilia a dream where Meleanor and Levan are alive...
If anyone is wondering "how are we supposed to win a battle against OB!Malleus?" the answer is: you don't. We only survive šŸ˜” (for now ig)
Silver is able to secure the entire group in his arms. So normal about it haha.
SON IS BACK.
IDIA IS AWAKE LET'S GO GAMERS LMAO
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we have reached 100 chapters. I can't wait to see what Idia's victory strategy is going to be
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mothmanssweetsucculentass Ā· 7 months ago
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Lmao whatā€™s this? Iā€™m back with more Creepypasta headcanons, this time for Eyeless Jack.
TW for the following: graphic descriptions of cannibalism/murder/gore, depictions of drug abuse, lacing food with sharp objects, body horror, and generally anything youā€™d expect from horror.
THERE ARE NO CENSORS BEYOND THIS POINT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY DISTRESS CAUSED BY MY WRITING.
Eyeless Jack Headcanons
He/they
Obviously no longer human
Still has a humanoid-ish body
ā€œDiedā€ around 2011, physically 22
Dark gray skin with a faint blue-ish tint
His blood is black. Like itā€™s basically oil or tar now. Moves much slower and is thicker than normal blood. He hasnā€™t checked but heā€™s pretty sure all his organs share the same color and viscosity now. Like that one breed of chicken with black organs yā€™know?
Long ears
Lots of sharp teeth. Practically a shark mouth
Yā€™know what, I like you. Gives your EJ a jaw that unhinges, a mouth that rips open, and a second jaw further back in his mouth (eel jaw EJ supremacy)
3+ long black tongues depending on his mood and how well fed they are
Because of the multiple mouth appendages he has a soft lisp and often accidentally bites his tongues since they move involuntarily
Eyes are constantly leaking the black sludge. Clothing/face/belongings are always sticky
Constantly salivating the same substance, just thinner/more liquidy
Wears a surgical mask under his regular mask to combat it
Very good sense of smell
Seriously he could smell a specific blood type in the middle of a massacre of a shit ton of bodies
Canā€™t swim
Reddish-brown wavy hair, forgets to cut it sometimes so he sometimes has a fluffy mullet
Claws that canā€™t retract
Wears a black trench coat and dark gray turtleneck when actually going out and doing shit, the black hoodie is lounge clothes
Has a tail!!!! Closest resemblance to a lion tail, but larger
Lots of catlike/animal like behaviors unconsciously. Will sit on any elevated surface
Purrs like holy fuck the first time someone hears him do it they freak out
Can also growl and hiss
Despite the animalistic behaviors and feral demeanor he isnā€™t above being civilized
Mostly calm. Gets the zoomies after eating tho
And by zoomies I mean heā€™s more excitable and extroverted for a little while
Has probably ran around the woods like a maniac at least once tho
Besides Nurse Ann, heā€™s the most medically competent of the pastas. People usually go to him for more major injuries or sicknesses
Despite his constant orifice leakage he tries to be as clean as possible
His lab is SPOTLESS
somehow figured out a way to dilute his face goop to clean it better. No one knows how he does it tho
Is still very much a nerd. Loves reading any kind of book he can get his hands on
Starts going blind if he doesnā€™t satiate his hunger for flesh and organs
If he goes blind before getting food, heā€™s able to use echolocation pretty damn well
Can also see thermal outlines of stuff if his vision starts going
Eyes arenā€™t reflective so itā€™s pretty funny when heā€™s gargoyling somewhere in the manor in pitch black and someone walks in and gets startled by him sitting there staring into the void
HOW are his footsteps so silent
Dude youā€™re 5ā€8 and have a stockier build how do you not make floorboards creek
Can eat normal food, but poses no nutritional value to him
Can halfway survive off raw animal meat in emergencies, but doesnā€™t give him enough energy for long
Only fully kills someone about once a month, the rest of the time heā€™s able to meticulously and stealthily steal a kidney from unsuspecting victims without incident
Not that he hates killing or anything like that, heā€™s just as violent as the rest of the freaks
But he HATES the feeling of losing control he often gets when he indulges the violent urges. So he holds himself back most of the time
Besides murder and organ harvesting he often goes out to steal medical supplies from houses and smaller town clinics
Remember him being a nerd? Likes to impress people with gross biology trivia. Most are about the human body but he knows a ton of animal facts too
ā€œDid you know flies and roaches can still live without their headsā€ type shit
Canā€™t cook for shit. Heā€™s not allowed in the kitchen period after one of his organ jars exploded in the fridge due to air pressure bs. Ruined all the food in there
Stores his organs in four different mini fridges in his room and lab
Kidneys give him the most energy but he enjoys flesh more than organs when it comes to taste
His favorite is cheek meat and anything involving the neck
Loves to burst the carotid artery and mess around with the blood like a sprinkler toy
Gives the bones of any corpse he fully consumes to Slender. Has no idea what he needs the bones for but never cares to ask
Friends/close with Ben, Helen, Liu, Ann, Masky, and Hoody
Has a tolerable relationship with Jeff, Kagekao, Slenderman, the Puppeteer, Jane, and Clockwork
Doesnā€™t get along with/hates LJ and Nina
Sally is TERRIFIED of him. Yā€™know cause little kids are scared of the doctor and whatnot. He tries his best to be as unintimidating as possible when around her but she still prefers Ann over him
HATES being called EJ. Itā€™s a horrible nickname. What if he walked up to you and called you legless Larry after cutting off your legs?
Abrosexual
Loves loves loves LOVES doing dissections/vivisections. Has somehow been able to convince or bribe the other undead and non human mansion inhabitants to let him do a vivisection on them at least once.
Ben enjoyed it the most because heā€™s a freak like that
ā€œAnd this is your heartā€ ā€œgrossā€¦ā€¦. can I poke itā€ ā€œyeah okā€
Is unfortunately able to understand the corrupt scripts of [REDACTED] thanks to the ritual that took his eyes and life. Tries his best to ignore it.
Nightmare haver! Is too stubborn to go to someone like Ben or Slender to get them less frequently even though both could easily help him
Kind of an insomniac anyways but since his face is almost always covered no one notices the eye bags
Usually takes the top layer mask off around his friends, or if the other masked pastas take theirs off around them as a sign of mutual trust
Surgical mask on their face stays on constantly unless eating or doing anything privately
Has to keep the meds locked up because Ben, Masky, and Jeff have drug problems
ā€œSTOP trying to get high off Benadryl itā€™s not even allergy season anymore you donā€™t need itā€
Not a ā€œdadā€ character he just doesnā€™t like wasting resources like that
Doesnā€™t care about the actual habits JUST STOP STEALING HIS MEDS
LJ for some reason keeps stealing any of his used needles and scalpels. Jackā€™s best bet is he puts the sharp objects in candy. Gross.
Heā€™s befriended Seedeater the same way a zookeeper befriends a large dangerous animal
Both have a mutual understanding Seed is NOT a pet
It hasnā€™t even let them pet or touch it
Does follow him closely like a dog whenever he walks through the forest for any reason
Jack has witnessed it take down and decapitate a bear with a single bite before
If he ever has leftovers or parts of corpses about to go bad that they canā€™t eat himself, they feed it to Seed
Has a small collection of the black fur and feathers that naturally shed from Seedā€™s body
Also collects other odd things like animal bones or human teeth
His favorite weird thing theyā€™ve collected is a taxidermied axolotl stolen from a victimā€™s home
Is also super blunt
Not out of malice, he just has a very technical straightforward way of thinking
Always asks anyone for consent when doing anything physical like medical procedures or even just nudging someone out of the way if heā€™s trying to get somewhere
HATES being touched without their permission or knowledge
Will bite if provoked. Will bite as a warning too
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Wait what's wrong with Maeve and Maxine šŸ˜­šŸ˜­ and I do agree that there's sm off with Garcia in CME
Thereā€™s nothing wrong with them, really. If you like them, then power to you. The show is fictional and so are the characters, and I donā€™t ever recommend that people care as much about prime-time television writing as I do lmao.
That being said, I have a few complaints about Maeve as a character and Maxine as a partner for Spencer. Iā€™ll put them below because itā€™s a lot.
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For starters, Maeve is an awful geneticist. Iā€™m also confused as to what the hell her job is. If you have an understanding of medical science, you know that absolutely no part of their story makes sense unless Maeve is an awful person.
(For the record, I donā€™t think the writers understand medical science, so this is probably unintentional.)
Weā€™re introduced to Maeve as the woman who cured Spencerā€™s headaches. When he explains how she did that, the ā€œmagical cureā€ is, in fact, the equivalent of a multivitamin. Setting aside how unlikely it is that none of Spencerā€™s doctors could identify a very basic nutritional deficiency, itā€™s absolutely absurd that Maeve would recommend high doses of vitamins to someone who isnā€™t her patient.
(Is she even a medical doctor. Do we ever get confirmation? You donā€™t need to be to be a geneticist. I know because Iā€™ve worked for one.)
That leads to the next question. Why the FUCK did she agree to read someoneā€™s brain scans? You are NOT a radiologist and youā€™re not a neurologist. You have NO idea what youā€™re doing.
Now we move into her even more serious ethical violations.
Maeve identifies this man who is desperately seeking care for (what appear to be) psychosomatic symptoms as a result of trauma and stress. Instead of, I donā€™t know, helping him access psychiatric care he clearly needs, sheā€¦
Thatā€™s right! She starts dating him!
Maeve is a master manipulator. We see it repeatedly. Every time that Spencer begins to open up to her or offer her any vulnerability, she responds by either mocking the things he enjoys or by suddenly freezing him out. The one extended conversation we see between the two of them, Spencer expresses the desire to get to know her better, and once again offers his very specialized assistance in her exact problem.
What does Maeve do in response? She refuses to answer. The call goes silent, and she immediately proceeds to heavily guilt him while he apologizes in excess. She starts to vocally cry, but then immediately stops when he retracts his feelings.
Then, when he is devastated by being rejected, she tells him that she loves him and hangs up the phone.
What?
Then we get introduced to Bobbyā€”the very recent fiancĆ© that Maeve completely refused to mention. We hear from Maeveā€™s parents that Bobby was ā€œcontrolling,ā€ but when we see him, and how he interacts with Maeveā€¦ heā€™s completely normal? In fact, he seems genuinely concerned for her safety.
We have no reason to believe Bobby was ever acting against her best interests. She sure didnā€™t give a shit what happened to him, though, or else she couldā€™ve helped him (and herself) by simply letting the FBI help her with a very basic and unsophisticated stalker that was identified in like five seconds.
Maeve didnā€™t want help. Maeve didnā€™t want Spencer to be cured. She wanted him to be available and rely on her because she was bored. She was lonely and she exploited a sick man for company. She left Bobby because she was worried about his safety. Didnā€™t give a fuck about Spencerā€™s, though.
I think Spencer knew that, too. Because even in his fantasy of her, he playfully corrects her just for her to shut him down for ā€œarguingā€ with her. Because he corrected something she said that was literally just wrong.
So, thatā€™s why I hate her.
(Donā€™t even get me started on how nothing they did made sense to avoid a stalker. You had Spencer call the same number every week on the same time through the same mechanism. Her number. She never changed her number. How many times does the BAU tell us that routine is a stalkerā€™s best friend? Come on, man.)
Moving on to Maxine.
Sheā€™s fine. Really, I donā€™t have any qualms with who she is as a person except for the fact sheā€™s a teacher who hates her job (and her name). Youā€™re telling me this woman who went through school for art history hates childrenā€™s art? What?
Also, why are you devaluing childrenā€™s art? Theyā€™re kids. Are you okay?
The first thing we learn about her is that sheā€™s a teacher, but she hates it because childrenā€™s art is lame. So, with a manā€™s permission (Spencer), she leaves that job to go work for the Smithsonian (Finally! A prestigious enough career for her!).
Setting aside how cringeworthy that notion is, itā€™s not even the worst part about that storyline.
My problem with her is the way they set up their relationship. Saturday begins with Spencer expressing his (very autistic) concerns about connecting with other people. In response, the psychologist essentially tells him toā€¦ just be normal, dude.
Thatā€™s when we meet Max, who then spends the rest of their onscreen time together constantly reminding Spencer how fucking weird he is and he should just chill out and be normal.
Pass.
That whole idea of ā€œommmggg weā€™re not dating okay itā€™s super chill and casual šŸ™„ weā€™re not dating itā€™s not even that serious šŸ˜’ heā€™s NOT my boyfriend I donā€™t want to call him that šŸ˜¬ā€ is alsoā€¦ not cute. Itā€™s very juvenile and sort of insulting. It always came off to me as her repeatedly saying she doesnā€™t even really like him that much, sheā€™s just there because the narrative needs her.
Then we get Date Night. What a fucking disaster of an episode. Here, we get to see Cat and Spencer reduced to absolute idiots who randomly believe a basic ass young womanā€™s super manufactured story about how she murdered someone.
Are you serious? Cat Adams, an actual serial killer, canā€™t tell when someone isnā€™t an actual murderer?
SPENCER REID, AN ACTUAL GENIUS AND A DECORATED BEHAVIORAL PROFILER, CANā€™T TELL WHEN HIS GIRLFRIEND IS LYING ABOUT BEING A MURDERER?
Of course, weā€™re meant to believe sheā€™s ā€œjust that good,ā€ and also seemingly totally fine under the pressure of her family being kidnapped and potentially murdered.
(Maybe she is a psychopath?)
Her little jokes about Cat as a ā€œmean girl but stabbyā€ are so poorly received in the context of the episode. We have Spencer, still reeling from JJā€™s forced confession and the upcoming loss of his mother, lamenting about how he really needs to stop basing his whole identity on the women who love him. Yet, thatā€™s exactly what Max is there for. To be ā€œbetter than Catā€ so he has someone new to attach his mouth to.
(Also, super fucking weird she abandoned her family and kissed him after saying how much he liked kissing Cat, but weā€™ll move past that.)
Max is a mediocre character and a misogynistā€™s attempt to make a girlboss. She is also a way for the writers to reinforce that Spencer will only be deserving of love when he stops being so autistic ā€œweirdā€ and learns to just be ā€œnormal.ā€
Spencer frankly deserves better than that. This is why Iā€™ve always loved his love interests like Lila and Austin. They reveled in Spencerā€™s ā€œweirdness.ā€ They found his real personality charming and cute. They were nice to him because they actually liked him.
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So, thatā€™s why I donā€™t like Maeve and Maxine. Feel free to disagree, but you should probably argue with someone else because Iā€™ve developed my opinion after (too) many rewatches. I donā€™t see my perspective changing much.
That brings me back to how I started this rant, though. This is a fictional serial television show. Itā€™s not literature to be preserved forever. Itā€™s just our fun little copaganda show, and you can enjoy it however you want! That is your right, and you shouldnā€™t let me rain on your parade.
Just have fun! Thatā€™s what fandom is all about.
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