#so the pizza hermit

[why-rock-look-tasty-if-no-eat]

The bad end timeloop is that you're stuck on a car ride with your family through the Plains and no entertainment

You're stuck in a timeloop but can't tell because you're on a train going through the great plains

[motheyes]

also wanna say i’m very proud of myself for sticking with this and doing job stuff even tho it can be very hard

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Hi Mouse! Could you pretty please write some general romantic headcanons for the bachelors. No in particular just stuff like how they romance the farmer and what they do as a couple. Thanks!

Sure thing, dear anon! Thanks for your ask, enjoy some headcanons!🫰💕

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Some romantic SDV bachelors x Farmer headcanons:

Elliott:

Letters. Many, many love letters, and not just any love letters. Every letter must be perfect, every word must convey the love that Elliott feels for Farmer. Even the paper must be of high quality and pleasant to the touch. There's a whole ritual involved, because it's for Farmer, after all.

Elliott loves to take Farmer for a walk on the sandy shore just as much as he loves to sit with them in the Saloon with a bottle of wine. Still prefers the walks more, though, as they are alone together and without any noise other than the sounds of the sea waves and seagulls singing.

One of their special pastimes together is leaving seashells in the sand. Yes, that's right, not collecting them, but spreading them out so the hermit crabs can find a home and not use plastic cups for that. Farmer and Elliott sign the shells and take a photo as another crab has found a shell. It's very sweet, really.

There probably isn't a day that goes by that Elliott doesn't tell Farmer that they are the love of his life. Of course, Farmer knows this and loves just as much, but Elliott just adores his partner. He likes to back up his words of adoration with lots of gifts too: some small but nice things that are sure to please Farmer.

Sam:

Given Sam's love for music and his excellent skill in playing the guitar, Farmer will hear many serenades dedicated to them. And it's not just guitar music, it's also a whole song that Sam will sing with his beautiful voice. Just like in the novel, honestly.

Tickle war! The perfect excuse for Sammy to fool around with Farmer and hear their beautiful, ringing laughter. Especially when his partner is sad or moody for whatever reason. A grumpy Farmer in his sight? The heck, Illegal for him! So Sam will take matters into his own hands and cheer up Farmer. He won't be mean about it (maybe~).

Generally, Sam is all for any kind of time with his partner, but probably his favourite is just lying on the grass on a summer afternoon with Farmer and looking at the clouds. Pointing a finger at the sky and convincing Farmer that that cloud looks exactly like a pizza, and feigning offence when Farmer laughs at him because he "sees pizza everywhere". Just a lazy day together, away from problems and things to do.

Physical attention is integral when it comes to expressing Sam's love for Farmer: holding hands, hugs (a lot) and kisses on the cheek and lips (even more). He's a fan of PDA and is ready to talk non-stop about how much he loves Farmer, wrapping them up in a tight embrace.

Harvey:

Maybe for some people sitting near a fireplace is not considered too special, but even here Harvey managed to create a truly magical and cosy atmosphere. Warm firelight, hot aromatic coffee, comfortable plaid and a lot of pleasant conversations about past moments and plans for the future. Especially when snow is falling outside the window/thunderstorm is raging.

The doctor has already got so good at cooking dinner that Gus has to take him on as an assistant. And some pretty elaborate dishes that are usually served in restaurants. So one of Harvey's love signs is to spoil his partner with a tasty and, importantly, healthy dinner almost every night. (Gus jokingly says that soon the Farmer's will stop visiting Saloon altogether because they have their own skilful chef.)

Likes to make surprises for Farmer. Surprise gift, surprise date - surprises everywhere! There is nothing more satisfying for Harvey than to see his lover's face go from surprise to delight and then tender love when they looked at Harvey again.

Well, where's a romantic time - and without dancing? Robin and Demetrius now have to move aside because there's another lovely couple on the dance floor. Nothing chaotic (especially after a few glasses of fancy vine), but as soon as light jazz plays in the Saloon, Harvey asks his partner for a slow dance. The doctor is still a little shy about dancing among strangers, but Farmer's soft gaze was enough to make all insecurity go away.

Sebastian:

Sebastian will show Farmer all his favourite places with fantastic views. And it's not limited to views of the big metropolis with its neon signs and billboards. Sebby will take Farmer for a ride to, for example, a small clearing near Stardew Valley, where they can both enjoy a beautiful view of the stars without all that light from the houses.

He and his partner also like to visit places they've never been to on his motorbike. Just without thinking, Sebastian and Farmer will go to some random cafe that is rumoured to serve delicious coffee, or to a rare comic book shop in Zuzu City. Leaving the jungle of the metropolis and returning to the more wooded area of Pelican Town.... Heh, and earlier Sebby wanted to escape the small town, but instead found the love of his life.

He enjoys listening to anything Farmer tells him, whether it's a spoiler for a new release of a science fiction film, a new character in their DnD game, or stories about the cows and rabbits on the farm. Honestly, he is willing to listen to Farmer 24 hours a day, and he never gets bored of it.

Romantic frog hunting! Well, "hunt" refers to Sebastian and Farmer walking near the ponds with a camera to look for frogs and toads to take photos. Later, they return home to photoshop the photos and get pictures of the cutest frogs. And memes. Seriously, the toad with eyes - lasers that destroys JojaMart was hilarious that the local emo and Farmer laughed for half a day.

Alex:

It's safe to say that one of Alex's love languages is to constantly ask the Farmer if they need help. Not that he's being so intrusive, no. It's just that the athlete believes that Farmer's problem is now his problem too, and wants to show that they can always count on him if they need anything because he loves them.

Alex loves his date with Farmer at the beach. And he doesn't care too much whether the couple is playing volleyball, swimming in the sea or lounging on a beach rug in the bright sunshine - beach dates are the best! It's even better when access to Ginger Island is open and they can go to the beach every season. Farmer is happy - and that's what matters. The main thing - stock up on plenty of sun cream, otherwise the date will end on a not very pleasant note.

At first Alex didn't do it on purpose, but seeing that his partner would sometimes steal his jumpers and jackets and put them on themself, he started leaving his clothes out in plain sight. It's hard to explain, but he likes to see his beloved Farmer in his clothes, even if it means he's unlikely to see his favourite jumper again.

Although the athlete usually shows simple, one can even say - standard, signs of attention, such as flowers, chocolates, walks in the forest, etc, but he tries to make every day special. Farmer sees their partner's efforts, his love and care, and therefore assures Alex that he is not banal, but a very romantic partner. Real gold (envy silently!).

Shane:

One day Shane saw a tandem bike on TV and thought: heck, why not? He'd like to try something new. It would be both a good ride to burn some calories and a nice time with Farmer. Even his favourite chicken Charlie could sit in a cosy bike basket. Farmer liked the idea too, so Pelican Town will often see these two lovebirds riding their bike (and hear Shane complain that his legs are killing him now).

Amusingly, what would normally be considered just a work, Shane sees as bonding with his partner. Especially taking care of the chickens and making winter preparations like jam and pickled peppers. The constant talking and bantering between these two..... It's so special and beautiful for Shane.

Shane is not at all shy of strangers when it comes to physically expressing his love for Farmer. Hugs and kisses - Shane loves Farmer's attention and showering them with the same attention and love. Lewis, shut up, you're generally afraid to show your relationship with you-know-who. Ha ha, Sam, very funny, expect chilli powder in your lunch. No one dares spoil his moment, got it?

The chicken man also doesn't mind having a game night with Farmer to take their mind off work for a bit. All the delicious (and not too healthy) snacks, drinks, a big screen TV and their favourite video game - in Shane's opinion, not a bad pastime either (which can turn into an even better thing~).

[belovedgamers]

Whatever spell Jimmy put on the hermits is getting stronger lately. Someone stop him

Transcript:

(IMPULSE builds along to the prompt: “a really cute tree working as a waiter serving pizza”.)

Impulse: Okay, okay, a tree. We’ve got a tree. It’s a cute tree! Not just any tree.

[cut]

Impulse: Okay, so this is the tree, right? Am I right? Is this a tree, right? That’s a tree! How do you make it a cute tree?

[cut]

Impulse: (through dubious noises) I… Uh… Ah… (sighs) Make it look like Jimmy? I’m not saying Jimmy’s cute! Okay? (defeated) I’m just going to make it look like Jimmy. I don’t know!

[cut]

Impulse: NO! Let’s not go people cute! I didn’t say that. Cut that out, Grian, I never said that. There’s no… There’s no cuteness here. Pizza, though.

[ayamari-no-goshi]

For reasons that I might not be able to explain, during a conversation @precarious-hermit has decided that Red Hood employees the following for his criminal empire. Mind you - this is for an AU! where Under the Red Hood never happens and the rest of the Bats are so confused as to what's going on. And Jason's living his best life not being discovered by them

Hoarders - Hoarders on speed dial to help hide various illegal things from the batfam. Jason knows some of them from the local knitting club

the teenage fanfic writer who has prophetic dreams and writes them in her fics. Jason has become her beta and will willing read through Batman/Two-Face fics in order to figure out what's going down next month

animal control - "RELEASE THE HEROIN RACCOONS!" Animal control has trained some of the local wildlife to help find and destroy certain illegal substances.

the MLM which specializes in essential oils - one of the oils is actually something of an antidote for Joker gas. Jason makes sure it's well stocked and tries to make sure no one who's gotten wrapped up in the MLM loses everything

The middle school army of online trolls that he pays a total of $120/month per kid.

The pizza place that delivers code via pepperoni pizza. Good news! For vegetarians and vegans, they'll work with mushrooms

cosplayers! (I added this one) - he enlists cosplayers to not only help with making armor but will also occasionally hire them as body doubles if the situation is not dangerous

[orangeocelotmartyn]

Skizz talks to how bossy he is

Skizz: DireKestrel with the one hundred bitties said, "in the Hermitcraft 10 podcast, Impulse said you'd be a leader. The way the other hermits gather around you is proof he was right." Well that's--I-okay, thank you for that. I don't nec--I-I--thank you. I don't necessarily know if there's any truth to that, I think, I think we just enjoy each other's company, very much. You know what I mean? And I'm just, I just--I've been trying, actually, since every single life, like, series? I end up getting into this role, and I'm like, 'god,' when I watch my episodes back, I'm like, 'I'm so friggen bossy.' And I'm just, and I just wanna move (starts laughing) away from that so bad. I don't wanna be bossy! I don't wanna be pushy. The only place I wanna be a leader anymore is when it comes to...what it is to build people up and put people in positions to build other up. That, I really do enjoy that. I like getting people to explore...new depths of their own soul, and what it is to be outwardly focused on others, uh, and find the areas in others, uhm, to help lift them, yeah?

Skizz: Oh my god, you're right SpotSix, straight up, guys, '"Get your bows out, kill Pizza." Name it.' That was-that was actually the first season. That was the first season. Uh, and I remember I-I talked about it when we had Martyn on the podcast, what I loved about it is, that was the moment I realized Martyn and I are-are one and the same in many ways? Cause I said, I said, "Get your bows out, kill Pizza." And Martyn goes, Martyn's response was to go, he said, he just, hears the command? And he's all (emulates Martyn laughing, then his voice gets suddenly serious) "I'm down." (back to normal voice, filled with laughter) It was so funny, man. Oh, god, that was so good. So good! I wanna go back and watch all those, we should have a watch party together.

[munsonthings86]

hello, can I request a Steve Harrington fic where r working too hard for school and has been pulling all nighters frequently to keep track. R ends up being too tired and falling a little sick and not leaving the house except for when she has to go to school and her friends notice, Steve notices. Steve comes over, tries to help her and something along those lines. You can write it however you want, you can change it up if you want. Thank you :)

thank you for the request! tweaked it just a tiny bit, hope you enjoy :)

contains: cursing, fluff, overworked reader, soft!steve harrington, forgotten date, 1.0k words

School. Study. "Sleep". It was an endless, mind-numbing cycle that you were convinced was spiraling you into borderline madness. The condition of your bedroom was identical to how your brain had been feeling for the past week: cluttered and chaotic. With empty coffee cups littering your small floral desk, and your blush duvet covering more of the carpeted floor than your actual bed, you could hardly even recognize the room anymore.

The dirty laundry strewn across your floor would often trip you when you walked, but the assignments that you were practically drowning in made it impossible to shift your focus onto tidying the place.

You'd become a hermit; only leaving the comfort of your home to go to school and occasionally, the library, on the days that your room felt like more of a prison than a place of rest. Robin and Nancy, along with your boyfriend Steve, were certain you were avoiding them like the plague. They'd beg you to hangout with them, even bribing you by offering to treat you to lunch at the local diner, but the only thing you could say in return was a dry, "maybe later".

You didn't mean to be cold to them, but you were laser-focused on your agenda, determined to work first and play later. It's what led you to where you were now: head buried in your third textbook of the night, butt aching from being sat on your wooden chair for far too long.

On a Friday night of all.

From your window, you heard people, around your age you assumed, parading the streets and laughing loudly– enjoying their simple, young lives. Something you wished you could be doing too. But your work wasn't going to do itself.

You were color-coding the notes on your flashcard when three knocks sounded at your door, to which you mumbled a soft, "Come in," that even you barely heard. Your mother walked in, a mess of flour and an assortment of seasonings splotched on her apron from cooking dinner. "Honey, Steve's here," she smiled softly, though it was evident on her face that she was biting back the urge to tell you to clean your room, bless her.

The yellow highlighter you had was soon forgotten as your eyebrows furrowed, wondering what Steve was doing here. He usually called first.

Steve gave her a sweet grin when he passed her, leaving the door slightly cracked open, per your mothers request. In his hands he held a large box of pizza and a bouquet of pink roses; looking as dashing as ever with a crewneck and blue jeans adorning his body, with his hair being the perfect kind of messy.

You can't help but smile when you see him.

"Well, this is a rare sighting," he laughed, referring to you, "Should probably get this on camera." He kicked his white sneakers off where your own shoes were piled at, setting the pizza box down on your dresser.

"Very funny," you deadpanned, arms crossed on top of your chest. "What're you doing here?"

Steve approached you, something like a frown weighing on his lips. He taps the bouquet against his chest a couple times when he gently reminds you, "It's Friday."

You almost want to reach into your own body to catch your heart when you feel it completely sink. Friday's were you and Steve's designated date nights, never missing one since the two of you began dating a couple months ago. With the way you'd been so stressed and busy lately, it had completely slipped your mind. Suddenly, you felt incredibly guilty.

"Fuck," your head fell into your hands as you rubbed at your tired eyes, harshly. Your words were muffled when you continued, "I'm sorry, I'm the worst."

Steve shook his head almost instantly, gently resting the flowers down on the desk next to you. "Hey, c'mon," he started, moving your hands from your face, standing you up in front of him. "It's okay, I know you've been busy lately."

He rubbed at your shoulders tenderly and the warm touch melted you. It was the first time you truly relaxed that whole week. "You're not mad?" You asked the question in a hushed tone, looking up at him with glittering eyes that were a bit red, your nose a similar hue. You must've been getting sick. His poor baby.

"Not even a little," he gazed at you with heated, sincere brown eyes and you couldn't will yourself to look at anything else. He kissed your forehead, and it's a bit salty with sweat, but he doesn't mind. "Just worried, is all," he murmured, adjusting the pendant on your necklace that had somehow found its way onto your back.

"Can I help at all?" He nodded at the books on your table.

"Steve, no offense but it's AP Calc," you smiled, lightly scratching at his scalp when your arms found their way around his neck. You laughed when his eyebrows raised as if he was startled, slightly shaking his head. "Christ," he says through clenched teeth, though he doubles down on his offer, "well, then I guess I'm learning AP Calc today. No biggie," he shrugs, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

"You don't have to do that, Stevie," you spoke against his lips, admiring how unbelievably sweet your boyfriend was. You knew how much he hated school, especially math, so you were more than grateful that he was willing to put himself through quite literal torture, just to make your night a bit easier. "But I want to," he kissed your nose. "Dinner first though, 'cause I know you skipped out on lunch."

Squinting your eyes, you released your hold on him. Sometimes it scared you how well he knew you. "How-?"

"I have eyes everywhere, love," he answered your question before you could even get it out. You rolled your eyes, a smile playing at your lips, already knowing that his "eyes" in question were just Robin and Nancy looking out for you.

💌 1 new message from jojo: writing this while procrastinating on like ten assignments was so funny lol. comments and reblogs are always appreciated! inbox is open!

[twiixr4kidz]

PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE ANYTHHING FOR YOUNG NEIL!!🙈🙈🙈😁😁😁 maybe like boyfriend headcanons :3!!

YESYESYES i love young neil he's so severely underrated

young neil bf headcanons!!

he's the silliest goose you ever will meet

most of your date nights will consist of either playing video games or watching movies

he doesn't mind if you wanna do something else though!! if you wanna go out for like, pizza or something, he's totally onboard

he infodumps to you about the legend of zelda and there is nothing you can do to get out of it

he gets a little nervous in public sometimes (he's kind of a hermit) so he clings to your side like a little kid

he's either holding your hand so tight his knuckles turn white or he's fidgeting with the bottom of your shirts

neil isn't necessarily shy though

if a creep is trying to get in your pants, he will literally start a fight wherever you are

he also talks a lot since he feels so comfortable around you so he'll probably just ramble about silly things that pop into his head

i hc him as a total stoner (sorry not sorry xD) and i can imagine he'd always invite you to shmoke with him if you were feeling up for it

and if you're not, he won't force you at all

one thing about neil is that he is very easily entertained

if you want to get him into your favorite show, just put it on and he'll eat it up

he LOVES. LOVES LOVES LOVESSSSSSS when you borrow his close

you're sleeping over at his place and you forget to bring pajamas?? whatever, he has an extra hoodie for you to wear

his eyes won't leave you for the rest of the night

he's not the biggest cuddler at first but when he realizes you like it, it begins to grow on him

sometimes neil will sneak up behind you and he'll stick his freezing cold hands up your shirt just to scare the shit out of you

he thinks it's hilarious

he loves you so much, but he also loves getting on your nerves

[feralportalmaster]

REALLY obsessed with the idea of a Life Series tarot deck. So far I’ve come up with a draft list for the major arcana, but I’m not sure if I’m happy with the ordering quite yet.

Here’s what I have so far:

* 0. The Fool: Scar

* 1. The Magician: Grian

* 2. The High Priestess: Gem

* 3. The Empress: Lizzie

* 4. The Emperor: Joel

* 5. The Hierophant: Impulse

* 6. The Lovers: soulmate curse

* 7. The Chariot: Bdubs

* 8. Strength: Cleo

* 9. The Hermit: BigB

* 10. Wheel Of Fortune: Tango

* 11. Justice: Ren

* 12. The Hanged Man: Etho

* 13. Death: Jimmy

* 14. Temperance: Skizz

* 15. The Devil: Boogieman curse

* 16. The Tower: Mumbo

* 17. The Star: Scott

* 18. The Moon: Pearl

* 19. The Sun: Pizza

* 20. Judgment: Secret Keeper

* 21. The World: Martyn

Basically every player alone will represent a major arcana card, plus some significant NPCs/events to round it out. NPCs/events will also make up the minor arcana.

Feel free to add how you would change the major arcana, or if you have any ideas for the minor arcana.

[httpvomitello]

Through the Cracks *⁠.⁠✧

The lair was alive with energy as Mikey zipped around, skateboard wheels clattering against the concrete. Music blared from his speaker, something upbeat and chaotic that perfectly matched his vibe. You sat on the couch, legs crossed, mask on, watching him weave through the room with a kind of effortless grace.

“Yo!” Mikey called, executing a perfect kickflip before rolling to a stop in front of you. “You gonna sit there all night like some brooding anime character, or you gonna join the party?”

You tilted your head, deadpan. “Your version of a party involves a lot of potential head injuries.”

Mikey laughed, plopping down beside you, skateboard in hand. “Aw, come on! Live a little! You’re always sitting there all mysterious and cool. Don’t you ever, like, wanna let loose?”

You raised a brow—not that he could see it. “And ruin my carefully cultivated aura of mystery? Pass.”

Mikey gasped, clutching his chest like you’d just insulted his pizza-making skills. “Babe, your aura needs some sunshine! You’ve got the whole dark-and-edgy thing down, but what’s life without a little chaos?”

“Is that your motto?” you asked dryly. “Because it explains a lot.”

“Hey, chaos is my middle name!” Mikey grinned. “Actually, it’s Doctor Delicate Touch, but chaos works too.”

Despite yourself, you felt the corners of your mouth twitch beneath the mask. Mikey had a way of doing that—pulling people out of their heads, even if only for a moment.

“You know,” he said, leaning back and resting his hands behind his head, “you’re kinda like this mask thing I saw in a movie once. Super creepy, but the guy wearing it? Total softie underneath.”

You shot him a look. “Are you calling me a softie?”

Mikey winked. “I’m just saying, you can’t fool me. I’ve seen how you are with the others. You’re like the dark chocolate of friends—kinda bitter, but secretly sweet.”

You groaned, shaking your head. “That’s the worst analogy I’ve ever heard.”

“Maybe,” Mikey said with a shrug, “but I stand by it.”

The room fell into a comfortable silence, the music still thumping softly in the background. Mikey kicked his skateboard back and forth idly, glancing over at you every so often.

“Hey,” he said after a while, his voice softer. “You know you don’t have to keep the mask on with me, right?”

You sighed, leaning back against the couch. “We’ve been over this, Mikey.”

“I know, love, I know,” he said quickly. “But like…you’re cool as is, mask or no mask. Just sayin’.”

You didn’t answer right away, letting his words settle. Mikey wasn’t like the others. He didn’t push, didn’t prod. He just…was.

“Thanks, Mikey,” you said quietly. “For not making it weird.”

Mikey grinned, giving you a light nudge with his elbow. “Anytime, dude. That’s what I’m here for—to keep things chill and make sure you don’t turn into a total hermit.”

You snorted. “Good luck with that.”

“Challenge accepted,” he said, standing up and hopping back on his board. “Now, prepare yourself. I’m about to show you the sickest trick of all time!”

You leaned back, arms crossed, watching as he launched himself across the room with reckless abandon.

[blueishspace]

Third Life but with divine domains...

Part 2: Session 1 & 2.

Link: Explanation and Rules

Session 1

The first session is pretty much the same, just people hanging out. Maybe a bit more of playing with abilities like in most origins server.

Joel probably ropes Jeremysm into it somehow, by the end of the session the lore is that the belief from the cult made him a god or something.

Most people wouldn't settle in the desert when one of their abilities require dirt...but Scar isn't most people, he still comes up with the sand monopoly idea and then invites Grian.

Scott doesn't settle in the flower valley as It's hardly a cold biome meaning he doesn't meet Jimmy there... however ironically enough he probably still meets Jimmy and teams up because Jimmy would venture into the forest which is quite literally inbetween the flower valley and the mountains... If they do this then there is a zone around BigB's future base where there is both snow and forest meaning we could see a BigB-Jimmy-Scott team.

"Don't be a dog, be a God!" Tagline has a different meaning when the players are gods doesn't it?

Impulse, Tango, Etho, Bdubs, and Cleo gifting Grian an offering chest also has a different meaning huh.

Grian leads a creeper to Scar, Scar powers don't protect from creepers so hus first death remains the same. "Knowledge isn't Wisdom" is going to be considered important in this alternative fandom.

Also Skizzle still does die to an enderman...rip.

Session 1 is basically the same for everything else sooo...

Let's consider Skins

Grian doesn't change his, that I'm sure... And Joel, Jimmy and Scott probably use a variation of the X-life cult skins... BigB also doesn't change his. The Hermits definitely change their skins somehow though... I can't imagine how. Maybe Cleo would go for a dress like in Witchcraft? BdoubleO goes gold like when he becomes a sun god in Empires? I want to believe the Scitties survive the apotheosis... Well that's a phrase that exists now... Now, back to important stuff.

Session 2

Let's just say it now, if something isn't explicitely said then it isn't majorly changed

BigB doesn't invest in diamond armor as his powers makes leather armor just as good.

Alliances remain mostly unchanged for now as Scott and Jimmy are a special case because of their powers.

BdoubleO still falls to his death as he is not boosted during the night and he was too busy building to use any abilities...

The Pizza stuff still happens though the general pettyness of everyone involved in that mess makes more sense with them being divinities... Just look at greek and norse and egyptian mythology.

Fandom?

Now... I have to admit that I'll need help for these ones... after all who better then the fandom to help Imagine what an alternative fandom would be like right? Also if anyone knows my Slay The Watcher Au you'll know comments make me happy.

Next part

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[dinsdjrn]

gone, from austin | j. miller | part two

brothers best friend!pre-outbreak!joel x f!reader

summary: Joel Miller: the one that got away; right person, wrong time. Now you’re back in Austin and it hurts just as bad, as if you’d never left five years ago. [w.c. 2.4k]

warnings: 18+ Minors DNI, no use of y/n, light angst, Sarah is alive and well, f!reader, smoking, depression, brief mentions of a mental breakdown, implied cheating (not joel), ex-lovers to lovers, eventual smut, slow burn, lmk if i missed anything <3

💌 a/n: FINALLY a part two? who am i?? anyways not sure how i feel about this story... but i know how i want it to end so ill keep going for that. lmk your thoughts <3

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Part two | May 2002

You were a work of art, that’s the hardest part.

It had been three weeks since you had gotten home. You had become more than a bit of a hermit, looking and applying for jobs. You made yourself sparse in the house, you understood everything your brother did was an open invitation to you, but it was easier to disappear. It also gave you time to process, when you left Toronto it was a whirlwind, but now it was a dulling ache. Friends had reached out, wondering where you went, if you were okay. You gave them enough information so they wouldn’t worry, but not enough to come looking for you.

It was Friday morning, just like any other morning, you were searching through medical journals and websites looking for job postings. Search, apply, wait, and wait some more. It wasn’t very thrilling, but it was something to do to keep your head above water.

The alarm on your phone had begun ringing, 10 am, you reached into your desk drawer and took your meds. They filled a hole in your head you hadn’t known was there until you had a small breakdown two years ago. It was something only a few people in your life knew about, it wasn’t something you ever really wanted out there. There was almost a shamefulness to it, no one in Austin knew, and then one person in Toronto who knew about it was no longer welcome in your life. So you move on, continue as you have and hope that your ticket out comes sooner rather than later. 

A soft knock came at your door. 

“Come in!” You said, closing the desk drawer quickly. 

“Hey! Someone is at the door for you,” Kelsey popped her head in and smiled. 

You looked down at your Dell Med School t-shirt and Roots sweatpants and laughed lightly. 

“Is it anyone important?” You asked embarrassed gesturing to your pajama centered clothing choices. 

“I am sure they won’t even notice.”

You sighed and stood up, you lightly stretched and made your way downstairs. Just as the entryway came into view there was Sarah and Joel, Sarah with her backpack on and Joel shifting uncomfortably looking at the floor. 

“Hey guys,” you said, smiling at them. 

“Hey!” Sarah smiled. 

“What’s up? Shouldn’t you be at school already?” You questioned. 

“I had a dentist appointment this morning. We just came back to the house to grab my bag, but I wanted to see if you were around tonight,” She swayed, clearly hoping you’d say yes.

“I’m uh-, not sure,” You looked at Joel for guidance but he wasn’t paying any attention to you his sole focus was on Sarah. 

“I just really wanted to have that sleepover you promised! My dad is going out tonight and suggested it would be a good time for us to hang out and -“

“But only if you are available and want to,” Joel interrupted.

“Oh, yeah! That sounds like it could be fun. Why don’t I come over around 5ish and we can order some pizza?” You smiled at her. 

It would be much more comfortable without Joel there, you had felt like you were walking on eggshells when he would pop over to have a beer with Jake or help Kelsey fix things around the house. 

Joel nodded. 

“Alright baby girl, time to get you to school,” he began shuffling Sarah out the door. 

“See you tonight!” Sarah called over her shoulder. 

You waved at her in response and when the door clicked closed you pinched the bridge of your nose. 

“You know, she really did miss having you around,” Kels leaned against the doorway behind you. 

“I know,” You sighed, “I just don’t know what I’m getting myself into.”

“What do you mean? You’ve known her since she was just a little kid. You’re not getting yourself into anything except maybe forgiving yourself for hurting her.” Kelsey said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

“You don’t fucking get it! This isn’t a permanent solution. I can’t stay, I don’t belong here anymore! I don’t want to get her hopes up that I might by hanging out with her and letting things go back to the way they were. That will just hurt her again.” You snapped, a pang of annoyance in your chest.

“You being here and ignoring her, it hurts them both. You can talk a big game about how you don’t belong here, but this is your home, your family. I don’t know what happened between you and Joel, but it is clear he still cares about you. Is staying really the worst thing? At least thinking about it?” 

“They are not my family, you and Jake absolutely are. And you’re right, maybe this was home once, but it’s not anymore. All that’s left is a permanent scar of what could have been. Now, if you’ll excuse me,” You turned to walk up the stairs. 

Kelsey came and put her hand over yours on the railing. 

“Look I’m sorry if I overstepped. I only want to see you happy,” Her voice was soft and apologetic. 

You just nodded in response and made your way back up the stairs, once in your room you made your way to the bed and cried into your pillow. You knew the love for Austin was there, it had always been there, but so was the hurt. The pain would always be there too, it painted your soul in blues and grays. That’s the hardest part, how beautifully life painted your anguish here. 

The day came and went quickly, and you felt unprepared for your sleepover with Sarah. You knew it would be nice to hang out, do face masks and watch a few movies, but your anxiety was palpable. You were worried it would feel like grasping at a life you could’ve had, but were strictly denied. 

You made your way next door around five and before you could even knock the door had swung open and Sarah was pulling you inside. 

“You’re here! Finally, I’ve been thinking about what we could do tonight all day. Dad said he would call a few pizzas in, we went to CVS after school too! I got nail polish, face masks, and some weird snacks,” Sarah spoke excitedly. 

It gave you a bit of whiplash, barely able to even get in a few “Alrights” or “Sounds Fun”’s in. 

“Woah, woah, Sarah slow down,” Joel said as you made your way into their living room. 

He was sitting on the couch in a black t-shirt and Levis, his hair was wet and the messy ways were pushed off his forehead. He was still so devilishly handsome, he never tried too hard with his looks, but that didn’t mean he didn’t look good; it arguably made him more attractive. 

“A’right, I’m going to get outta here,” He put his hands on his lap and made his way to stand, “Tommy is gonna be here any second.” 

“Dad, did you remember to order pizza?” Sarah asked with a hint of annoyance. 

“Oh shit,” he felt his pockets pulling out his phone, “I’ll call on the way over to the bar.”

“Don’t worry about it, Joel. I’ll get it,” You smiled softly at him, pulling out your own phone. 

“Y’sure?” He asked. 

“Yes, yes, she’s sure, now, go have fun. We have a very important girls night to get started on.” Sarah shooed her father toward the door.

Joel just laughed and rolled his eyes, you shrugged in response. 

As soon as you heard the door shut Sarah came rushing back to the living room. 

“Sorry, he’s a mess,” Sarah laughed.

“I can see that nothing has changed,” You laughed with her. 

You both fell into a comfortable conversation, it was nice to see Sarah so happy. She was completely different then when you had left, yet somehow exactly the same. 

The night was spent watching cheesy rom-coms, doing face masks and nails, and eventually Sarah had fallen asleep in her pajamas on the couch. It was nearly one in the morning, you placed a blanket over her small frame and began quietly tidying the living room. 

The night had warmed your heart in a way you weren’t sure you’d be able to feel again. Sarah was such a light in your life for so long, and now she was turning into this beautiful and kind teenager. You had talked all about her school, Joel and Tommy’s shenanigans, and what’s been happening around Austin. She didn’t push you though, you had talked about Toronto and being away from home without delving into any fresh wounds.

 It was nice, it felt good to know when you left it wasn’t your last memory of Sarah. You worried for years it had been and you’d have to watch her grow through the lens of your brother, but here she was in the flesh. 

You sighed, putting the leftover pizza in the fridge and pouring any extra soda from your glasses down the drain. You went and checked on Sarah after you had finished cleaning up to make sure she was still sleeping. She hadn’t even stirred, so you took this as the best opportunity to step outside and have a smoke. 

It wasn’t something you were proud of, but was something that you would normally only do after particularly stressful days. Today would classify as one, you didn’t like fighting with Kels. That, plus the anxiety of coming to the Miller’s and not knowing what to expect, warranted a need to de-stress. 

You made your way into the backyard, only closing the screen door in case Sarah woke up, and placed a cigarette between your lips. Just as you were searching through your bag for a light a voice startled you. 

“Hey, I didn’t know you smoked?” Joel. 

Fuck, you knew he probably wouldn’t have been much later, but it felt pathetic to be sneaking a cigarette on his back porch. 

“Not often, but you’d be surprised how common it is in healthcare.” You said finding the lighter and lighting the end. 

He looked at you for a moment, and you realized maybe he didn’t want you smoking on his back porch. 

“Oh, shit sorry, you okay if I-“ 

“Oh, yeah, I don’t really care,” he hurried before you could finish your question.

“Cool,” you said. 

The silence grew uncomfortable between you two. 

“I, uh, didn’t mean to startle y’a there,” Joel said. 

“Oh,” 

“I just saw the light on and wondered if you were out here.” 

“And here I was…”

“Here you were,” He shifted, “You always loved it back here. Sitting looking up at the stars after Sarah went to bed.”

“Yeah, I think I missed the stars the most while I was in Toronto,” you sighed. 

“I always thought they’d’ve had more stars up there,” he looked up at the sky. 

You had finished about half of the cigarette and put it out, it wasn’t doing anything for you at the moment except make you want to shower. 

“Not in the city, it was like a shitty, colder, New York,” You laughed. 

Joel chuckled at your comment. He came closer to you and leaned on the railing of the deck with you. It felt almost suffocating, he was so close to you and it felt so intimate. 

“Y’know, we’re really happy you’re here,” He said quietly. 

“Joel, don’t…” you warned. 

“I mean it, Sarah never stopped asking about you. She missed you, this girl's night made her whole year.” 

“Joel, please,” you whispered, tears welling in your eyes. You already carried so much guilt for leaving Sarah with nothing but a goodbye. You knew he was trying to comfort you but he was crushing your soul with guilt instead. 

“I’m sorry darlin’ I just… always asked myself what if things were different. Where we would be, how would Sarah be different if you had stayed,” 

His words ignited a fire within you, one that burned in anger and resentment. Who was he to ask what if, when he gave no choice in whether or not you had a chance at finding out. 

“We could talk about maybes and what ifs until we’re blue in the face, it doesn’t turn back time. Doesn’t change anything between us. You made a choice, Joel, and so you don’t get the what if’s,” You snapped. 

He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. 

“I’m allowed to wonder,” He retorted. “You weren’t the only one hurt, y’know?”

“Well guess what, I wasn’t the one that wanted out when things got a little bit complicated.”

“Wanted out? You think I wanted out?! Fucking Christ, I didn’t want to hold you back. I have no choice but to stay in Austin, letting you go meant that you wouldn’t be tied down here!” His voice was quiet, but he was clearly irritated.

“I didn’t need you to let me go, I’m very capable of making my own choices. And if I had chosen to stay I needed you to tell me everything would be okay.” 

You weren’t speaking in a hushed tone like he was. You were frustrated, angry, he had completely backtracked on your breakup. Tears stung your eyes, you were frustrated and confused. 

“I’m done talking about this, Joel,” You said, wiping the tears away from your eyes. “You said your piece five years ago, and nothing is going to change that.”

You turned to head back inside, now that he was here you’d be able to walk back over to Jake’s and go to sleep. Make an attempt at forgetting this conversation ever happened and pretend your night ended with you and Sarah asleep on the couch. 

Joel grabbed your wrist before you got too far. 

“Please, just let me explain.” He pleaded. 

You pulled your wrist from his grip and left as promptly as you came. 

Your chest was tight and it was as if you could feel your heart shattering all over again into a million little pieces. The ghost of his love haunted you for years. He was still the same man you fell in love with, that much was certain. In that, it also meant, he was still the same man who broke your heart. 

And that was a risk you were not willing to take. 

To spiral out, to try and float, to see a friend, to see a ghost.

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[Pt 1] [Pt 2] [Pt 4]

Yay some more!

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Bdubs: Guess what I’m about to get!

False: *trying to read* On my nerves

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Tango: Compliment me

Pearl: You have eyes

Tango: Yeah, that works

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Pearl: In my defense, I was left unsupervised

Etho: Wasn’t Cub with you?

Cub: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised

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Xisuma: I left instructions for everyone while I’m gone

Doc: Mine just says “Doc no”

Xisuma: I want you to apply it to every possible situation

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Zedaph: I baked you a pie!

Tango: Oh boy, what flavor?

Zedaph: PIE FLAVOR

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Xisuma: Yesterday I overheard Mumbo say “are you sure this is a good idea?” and Grian reply with “dude, trust me” and I’ve never moved from one room to another so quickly in my life

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Keralis: If I make you breakfast in bed a simple “thank you” is all I need

Keralis: Not any of this “how did you get into my house” business

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Bdubs: Baby vibes, hold gentle like hamburger

Jevin: Punt like football

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Impulse: Can I be frank with you guys?

Tango: Sure, but I’m not sure how changing your name will help

Zedaph: Can I still be Zed?

Skizz: Shh, let Frank speak

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Grian: Dear friends, your Christmas gift this year. . . Is me. That’s right, another year of friendship. Your membership has been renewed

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Ren: There are seven chairs and ten kids, what do you do?

Skizz: Have everyone stand!

BigB: Get more chairs

Etho: The most important ones can sit down

Martyn: Kill three

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Joel: Wanna see how hardcore I am?

Joel: *punches a wall*

Joel:

Joel: Take me to a hospital

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Watcher: What’s your name?

Scar: *whispering* Can I tell them my name?

Grian: No

Scar: Alright then, I’m Grian Dreamslayer

Grian:

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Zedaph: What if people had food names and food had people names?

Tango: Hey, Pizza! What are we having for dinner?

Cub: Tango

Doc: Why am I friends with you guys?

Scar: Be quiet, Spaghetti

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Hels: I wish I had friends

Wels: You can have mine

Hels: *looks at Hermits* I don’t want those

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Mumbo: Darn it, the power went out!

Tango: Don’t worry, I got this

Tango: *hair catches fire*

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Zedaph: You know what? I’m gonna make us all dinner!

xB: Oh no

Xisuma: *cries*

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Joe: I’m gonna need you to swear—

Joel: Fuck

Joe: I mean swear as in promise

Joel: I fucking promise

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Ren: Now now, let’s not jump up kick back whip around and spin to conclusions

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Grian: Why are you so paranoid?

Mumbo: Ten years ago I threw a boomerang and it never came back. I now live in constant fear

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EX: *gets in evil bed and holds evil stuffed animal* Evil night *turns off fucked up evil lamp*

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Skizz: You lying stupid piece of shit!

Tango: Oh yeah? Well YOU’RE the idiot who thinks he can get away with anything! WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD

Skizz: I’m leaving, and I’m tAKING IMPULSE WITH ME!!

Impulse: *picking up the Monopoly board* I think we’re gonna stop playing now

Zedaph: Does that mean I can get out of jail?

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[silly-inky]

I'm curious, what are your KBs ideal dates?

I'm assuming you mean romantic dates, in which case it may be something like this

Luan/ Dark Moon King Boo- He's not a very social Guy and is secretly a massive book and art nerd, he'd enjoy just staying at home and having a quiet night in but if you had to go out he'd like quiet calm places like art galleries or libraries.

If you had to go eat somewhere he'd prefer a more uptight restaurant. Not because he's a snob but because you are less likely to have screaming kids and loud arguments there. He also likes to every now and then go to see a horror movie

Bonus- if you wish to get him gifts for the date he enjoys flowers in general but keeps dried ones since they always die. He also has a massive sweet tooth and has a weakness for chocolate or apple flavoured things.

Jovi/ Party King Boo- He loves going put and doing a lot so you have a lot more outdoor activities you can do with him, if you'd prefer a quiter date then perhaps a nice hike or walk in mountains.

He loves video games so the arcade is almost always a must have, if not then he will have a game on him at all times just in case.

Go-karting and some sports can be very fun especially if he's teaching you how to do it but if you are in it to win he will become extremely competitive with no exceptions.

If you had to go somewhere for food he isn't picky in the slightest but he leans towards places that serve really nice rice dishes. If you wanted to stay at home he'd be happy to just sit down and play games with you or play trivia.

Bonus- if you were to get him a gift he actually really enjoys cool eating or hair pins, it doesn't have to be expensive or anything, just cool or funny

Sunny/Sunshine King Boo- he isn't opposed to staying at home but he likes to go out as well, he's a lot more of a quiet romantic compared to Luan (who would go all out if he was planning a date) but he'd enjoy going to a good place to eat with good portions and a nice selection of food, he really enjoys pork dishes and anything with fruit which I why he will have pineapple on his pizza if given the chance, and since it usually pairs with ham it's his fav

He enjoys going down to the beach to search for rocks, sea glass and sea shells, he will leave the bigger shells for the hermit crabs but will take pictures when he can. He enjoys a bit of photography so he'll take pictures of whatever he can especially if its around dawn/dusk.

He unfortunately can't go into the ocean since its obviously water but he still enjoys watching others enjoy themselves and playing games on the beach.

If you were to stay home for a date he'd set up a small feast for in bed while you watched movies of any kind and he's surprisingly good at braiding hair so if you have longer hair he can mess about with it if you let him and make it look pretty

Bonus- if you wish to get him a gift he sea themed anything and would be happy with anything you give him

(Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, I do not spell check before I post)

[irisenwrites]

Hey, just wanted to check how things are with the Webnovel situation?

Was also curious if there's a gotham map you adhere to when writing Pizza Verse?

Hello! Just got back on social media after being a hermit for a year or so.

Currently my plan is to just write a sequel and make that user only, so if worse comes to worse and I have the delete the OG fic, the sequel can stay online. Plus having it be user only should hopefully make it harder to rip off.

For a timeline, I’m thinking end of 2024 beginning of 2025 for the first chapter. I had a few people offer to beta so that may slow it down a bit since it’s a step up from my usual deranged writing system.

There is a Gotham map I am strongly inspired by, yes. However I have made my own version which I use for reference. It’s in a notebook so I’d need to find that to post it. It’s inspired by the no man’s land Gotham map with several adjustments.

I’ll look through my notebooks to see if I can find it.

[the-sky-doge]

More desert duo head-cannons because they make me feral!

Grian looks to be avian and behaves like one and so Scar learned what sertin behaviours mean though didn't tell anyone until it was needed.

When Scar won Secret life he couldn't take being hit even in a friendly gesture so the hermits helped, no fighting till everyone could.

Scar has a tone of feathers from Grian, he knows what it means so he reciprocates in a Vex way though Grian hasn't caught on though Scar can wait.

When Scar knows Grians watching him he makes sure to be a tad more careful to ease the avian.

Grian often leaves food for Scar but refuses to take the countability for it.

Grian forgets to take care of himself a lot so Scar will randomly appear and pamper Grian for a whole day then leave.

Scar has a tiny replica of pizza the lama on his bed, it's a tiny plushy given to him by Grian as a kind of wining present.

Most of the hermits think they're dating though the few that know that there not joke about it a lot!