#stand back im going to commit arson

[kittydragondraws]

he's totally an innocent little boy who's done nothing wrong <3

[r3ynah]

I just like the idea of Red hood having a medic, that always finds him whenever and wherever.

Like my boy danny, can and will go to different measures, so he can just find the boss of the crime alley alive and well.

Getting hurt? No you aren't, patched him up and forcefully tucked him into bed with a kiss, Getting depressed? No you aren't, Wrapped him in a blanket and just let him read his novels all day and feeding him, Getting kidnap? No you aren't, Cue the corrupted video of Danny breaking in the kidnapper's lair and just freeing Red hood, No blood was shed that night, well not from Red hood that is.

Danny was something else Red hood will tell you if you ever bring up his Medic into a conversation, he would stare at the man with heart eyes as he accompanied him to do random check ups on people under Red hood's care in his civilian persona. Danny may seem weak and brittle but he can give a punch if he really wanted to, He was mysterious but at the same time so open.

Danny was prideful as he wore the medal of being the only one that knows Red hood's real apartment, and the only one that could break in and enter without getting his presence known, just to make sure the crime lord was sleeping and eating properly.

Red hood practically made a joke out of this and would always tell everyone that his medic will be mad, if he isn't in bed by curfew, and he needed to be back at his house by 10:00 sharp or he'll get dragged and thrown, who knew the all so scary crime lord had a bedtime, criminals and civilians often leave him be when the clock strikes 9:50 pm afraid of enraging the meta medic.

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"I am telling you B, I can't do that right now, its almost my curfew." Red hood sighed in frustration, he was currently standing in the middle of the bat cave, ready to run if batman tried to talk again.

"This is an important, case Hood, and it requires your participation" Batman stood still, face devoid of any emotions " Afterall it has something to do, with crime alley, there has been a meta spotted, and its creating havoc all around the place."

Jason, blinked, blinked twice, then thrice

"Is that it?"

"Jason, can't you see that this person's dangerous, they had already committed several crimes of arson, assault, and destruction of property, this person is abusing it's powers."

"No im not." An offended voice, called out from the side. all head turned towards the source of the voice, only to be greeted by 6'1 tall boy, who had black hair and blue eyes, and looked just round in his younger adult years. "In my defense they deserved it, won't give me a discount when i literally had a coupon." he rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Who are you?" Batman asked, his guard up "And how did you get in here?"

"Red hood's medic and the meta you've labeling as dangerous, nice to meet you, and it wasn't that hard to spot this lair if you have x-ray vision" Danny greeted happily offering a handshake, which the dark knight didn't take, Danny retreated his hand in awkward silence.

"That was so sad" Jason cackled, as he pointed at Danny who gave him the middle finger.

"Shut, Its 10:30 pm, your bedtime was like 15 minutes ago, you don't get to talk until you're taller than me." Danny pointed at him.

"Fucking funny, im laughing" Sarcasm was laced in Jason's tone as he glared at Danny, before giving a sigh. "10:30 already shit, time does fly fast, when you're fighting a man in a furry costume" Red hood stated, as he walked towards Danny who only rolled his eyes.

"Bye B, i hope to not see you anytime this week or the next week." He nonchalantly waved bye to the older male, while walking towards his medic.

he turned his head to meet Danny's gaze, then smacked his arm making the man stumble. "Come on, now boss man do your thing"

Danny gave him, a glare before shoving him playfully, he then turned to look at empty air and practically ripped out a dimensional portal out of it, and pushed Jason in it who tripped.

"Bye Mr.Batman, it was nice meeting you" Danny bid farewell as he closed the portal on the Man who looked like he can use a break.

[emeraldart]

I got bored so woe, incorrect quotes be upon ye (some Michael x Charlie, CC is named Cassidy)

long post ahead

Michael: I think it's time to start fucking some shit up. Charlie: Oh no. Michael: More like "oh yes!"

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Michael: Okay, who's turn is it to give the pep talk? Elizabeth: It's Charlie's turn. Charlie: Don't die. Elizabeth, wiping a tear away: Truly inspirational.

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Michael: Kill me nowwwww. Charlie: Sorry, no can do. I need your help with my homework.

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Elizabeth: Ah, Hello again. We really need to stop meeting like this. Charlie: Maybe we would, if you would sTOP BREAKING INTO MY FUCKING HOUSE!!!

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Cassidy: You know, people treat me like a god. Michael: How? Cassidy: They ignore my existence unless they need something.

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Charlie: Fight me! Michael: gets on one knee and pulls out a ring Michael: Fight me for the rest of our lives.

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Michael: Well, remember when Charlie made a romantic dinner for me? Cassidy: Michael, they microwaved you a pizza.

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Cassidy: You gave me up, you let me down, you turned around, and deserted me. Elizabeth: But did I make you cry? Cassidy: cries on the spot Elizabeth: …Shit.

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Elizabeth: Hey, wanna help me commit arson? Michael: What the hell!? Elizabeth: Oh, sorry, my bad. Elizabeth, whispering: Wanna help me commit arson? Michael, whispering: Of course. What do you need?

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Charlie: Michael, we need that! Michael, holding Elizabeth over a trash can: Nope. Charlie: Gimme it— Michael: It’s garbage.

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Cassidy: we could make a boys club! Charlie: Im non-binary. Cassidy: Cassidy: Anti-girls club.

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Elizabeth: Who would you kill out of the four of us, Michael? Michael: Cassidy, easily. Cassidy, laughing: What the fuck, man. Michael: Well, Charlie would be too easy. They’d probably be into it. Charlie, now standing in the doorway: What the fuck, man!?

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Michael: banging a pen on the table out of frustration Charlie: Stop that. How would YOU feel if I banged you on the table? Michael: I— Michael: I don’t know the correct answer to that question.

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Michael: According to the footage here, you shook the vending machine and when the shake alarm went off, you punched the glass and broke it. Elizabeth: …I was hungry.

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Elizabeth: Did you win? Or just not die? Elizabeth: Either way, hooray. Michael: …Is "no" a valid answer? Elizabeth: The hooray is redacted and you frighten me.

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Elizabeth: Cassidy! I thought you were dead! Cassidy: No, just in deep cover. Elizabeth: …But it was an open casket. Cassidy: It was very deep.

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Elizabeth: Go ahead, Michael. Let it out, cry. If you don't, your tear ducts will get blocked up, and then when you get old, you won't be able to cry. Cassidy: Just when we thought it was safe to let you back into the conversation.

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Charlie: Are you an ‘arr’ pirate or a ‘yo ho ho’ pirate? Michael: I’m a ‘I’m not paying $600 for photoshop’ pirate.

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At a speed dating event Michael: Oh wow, people are really shallow. Charlie: Consider it a background check. For example: Do you have a death certificate? Michael: Checks their pulse Sorry, not yet. Charlie: Good, I'm not fucking a ghost again.

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Cassidy: ARE YOU- Michael: Fucking. Cassidy: KIDDING ME?! YOU- Michael: Fucking. Cassidy: IDIOT! Elizabeth: …What was that? Michael: Charlie banned Cassidy from swearing, so I’m helping them out.

[eyelessjxcks1mp]

R.I.P Rogers 😮‍💨

Tim:Toby, would you shut your damn mouth so I can work?

Toby:No :D

Brian:Go commit Arson elsewhere-

Toby:I WANT A WAFFLE!!!! 😩

Tim:Do I look like your mom?

Toby: -Thinking-No, but you know what...you would look like my mom inna maid dress~

Brian:...

Tim: -Stands up- Rogers...I'll give you to the count of 3, to fu-- off...

Toby: -stares

Tim:1.....2.....-

Toby:ALRIGHT IM GOING!!!

Toby:Clocky'll love me...

Tim and Brian: WAIT! COME BACK!!

[bubupop]

Can we talk more about Solomon and MC? They’re so precious and so weird, i feel like you they could be the weirdest gremlin and the guy would match the energy cuz he’s a grandpa but he's a cool grandpa 😎 (He would totally give MC secret candy/money. Imagine this:

Solomon: Pssst, MC! *he gestures towards him and whispers* come~

MC, all excited: what is it?!

Solomon, very proudly, hands them like 5 grimm and a button: 😎😎😎✋

MC: … Is better than nothing I guess yea.)

Like imagine he’s just standing there in the middle of the corridor and MC just fucking bolts it and tries to yank him off his feet but fucker doesn’t even move a bit AND HE’S SO COCKY ABOUT IT TOO “Oh, MC. When did you get here? Hm, weird, I felt something smack in my back maybe a fly he he.” HE HE.

He’s so so mean and such a tease too): Also MC and Solomon definitely dance to disco music, why? Because I said so ! Cant you guys imagine them dancing to Fernando by Abba and just swinging ‘em hips and pointing up and down and everyone else is like tf, looking up and down towards where they’re pointing but they don’t see shit and are like man humans are weird tf they pointing at ??? Is this a human courting thing or something??

Also taking them both to a hike somewhere AND THEY FIND S T I C K S, you know what must happen then? Obviously they gotta look for the biggest, strongest stick !! And how do they prove it is the best stick? Easy peasy STICK “SWORD” FIGHT !!! Now everyone is just staring at the two humans being weird, again. They feel kinda left out……

Also isn’t it weird how humans just s t a r e at fire? Like the two of em are just glued to the sight of it. Ok, weirdos. But MC if you like it so much you could’ve told them they would have committed arson for you)))):

ALSO, AGAIN, YES. Just curiosity, man. Curiosity is such a humane thing and imagine exploring somewhere or something and MC and Solomon gotta go to every fucking corner to see e v e r y t h i ng. And I mean it all !!! Oh, a box?! We must see what’s inside !!

That’s it that’s my ted talk thank i 4 coming peace n love im planet earth 🤙

[attourney-at-lycan]

garroth + zenix's dynamic makes me cry ugly gross tears

oops i rambled🐏 too much again have a penny 🪙 but yea thoughts because i feel like not much in s1 is really elaborated on zenix's side of their relationship and i just think theyre both verr neat + g = garroth and im just lazy

(#he sees vylad in zenix or projects vylads image onto him as well as zane #but in a way where hes like oh zenix ill show u how to shoot just let me help u #and hes like ok old dude how bout i show u how to get some bitches #commits arson and lyerally breaks his heart and whatever self worth he had left over and had built for himsef in pdh pre aph #like the image of and him fighting but he's screaming at g. to give in and fight for his life but at this point garroth is just broken and (this isn't canon just a thought) after g. had landed a real bad blow on zenix (deep enough that he needed to retreat to regen sk style ) and garroth still reaches out for him helmet slashed and torn so u can see blood dripping from his wounds but like his eye is clearly visible and like instead of running back to pd he just stands and zenix stops just out of line of his sight where he could've just gone but takes this chance to tie a necklace that g got them both to signify their mentorship / relationship arround his arrow and lets it off straight into g's chest #he stood there and took it falling backwards slow mo style and zenix disapperaed into the forest

I JUST WOKE UP I WILL GO REPLY TO TOHER STUFF IN A BIT

but oh my god. OH MY GOD. YOU

your mind. YOUR MIND

“he sees vylad in zenix or project vylad onto him as well as zane” THIS IS IM LITRLY INSANE RN? this concept is so good its sooo fitting- garroth “knows” he’s a coward and feels like shit probably for doing this but he can’t help it?

garroth, i feel like, feels so responsible abt everything, maybe call it older child syndrome that he feels responsible and that everything that went wrong with his siblings is all his fault. that maybe if he spent more time with zane or maybe if he hadn’t left vylad would’ve still been here. these thoughts just keep bothering him and then zenix comes in. he’s a younger man who needs help, who needs him. i have no idea where this point is going BUT I LOVE THAT SO MUCH.

zenix teaching garroth how to get maidens so canon fr pls. “cmon old man we’re gna hook u up w/ molly” “is she not she dating dale?” “…okay, and?”

AND OUUUUBTHE LAST PART :wailing: THEBFIGHT OUUUU THE FIGHT MY HEART MY MIND YOUR MIND UR SO BIG BRAIN- garroth being so broken and barely fighting during this break my headt into so many puzzle pieces— and zenix… oh my god zenix. my hc (or in my rewrite at least) is that zenix doesn’t want to do this but has to bc he has to become a shadow knight- so him fighting garroth he doesnt want garroth to at least go down without a fight but at the end, realizes he doesn’t want to hence running away with a finaly flourish. AND YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT ZENIX DOESNT CARE BC LITERALLY TO BECOME A KNIGHT YOU HAVE TO KILL SOMEONE YOU ARE CLOSE TO- bc why else would zenix kill him.

the slashed fucking the fucking fuckingggggg the helmet part and then reaching out plssss- garroth is just so shocked and tired bc he thought for once they were doing a good thing, they had a good thing, he had the relationship with this kid that he never had with his brothers and to see him turn against him. he once again feels like he did something wrong. i wouldnt even be shocked if as they were fighting garroth would just beg, wanting to know what he did wrong, so that he could fix things. he doesn’t wna lose someone again

ANYWAY UR BRAIN ISBSO AHDIAISVAG THIS WAS SO GOOD THIS INDUCED MY GARROTH AND ZENIX BRAINROT

[stevehharringtcns]

shame on the night

who: @stevehharringtcns & @eddiemcnson @murray-baumans​

where: the woods around skull rock

when: during the keg party

what: steve and eddie have a discussion in the woods about their feelings, only to be interrupted by no other than murray. in short, steddie gets murrayed.

EDDIE: oh, eddie munson had fucking had it with this day. wondering why he'd even gone to nancy's asshole boyfriend's keg party at fucking skull rock, anyway. not that eddie particularly had anything better to do that night. but still. he'd expected his time back in hawkins to be a bit more.... well, chill. well, it was hawkins after all, so as chill as it could be, with the ever present threat of the supernatural looming. chill.... socially, too. he'd planned to hang out with max a lot, craft his epic new hellfire reunion campaign, play a couple gigs with corroded coffin, maybe. get high with his friends, coincidentally the people he'd narrowly avoided death with spring break of '86. just.... have a good time.  then nancy had invited him along to commit arson, they'd stumbled across human sized eggs, all that upside down shit he'd spent two years trying to forget was slowly creeping back into their lives and to top it all off, he'd made out with steve harrington and steve harrington, seemingly thinking that this was all one big joke or some experiment, had rejected him in the worst way possible. and he couldn't leave now, either, no one could leave that god forsaken town and eddie had fucking had it.  exchanging a few angry and hurt glances with steve, he couldn't stand the sight of him anymore had quickly gotten up from his spot next to chrissy - oh yeah, fucking chrissy cunningham had come back from the dead, too - and excused himself to go have a smoke. he'd walked for a bit until he was sure to be out of sight and earshot of the group now arguing with thad, had pulled out his smokes but before he'd gotten a chance to light it, the telltale snapping of a twig and rustling of some leaves had alerted him to the fact that he wasn't alone.  eddie, still visibly upset had whipped around and groaned when he'd seen the familiar figure come into view. "what do you want, harrington? im not in the mood for your mockery. go.... i don't know, hit on chrissy or something."

STEVE: showing up at this party hadn't been as fun as steve thought it would be. sure, he didn't expect to meet eddie there, but it wasn't like he was ignoring him either. but the way he was treating him and not even letting him explain what he was feeling made steve... well, sort of an asshole. even if he wouldn't admit it out loud, it was inevitable. the last words he had told to him weren't necessarily nice, but as he sat down next to cole, tapping his food as he looked at eddie occasionally. he watched him stand up and walk away.  don't follow him, he heard his thoughts in his head, but steve had never been the type to listen to his own thoughts. he looked over at cole for a few moments before standing up and going after eddie, following him into the woods. at least the two would be alone and they could talk. steve didn't care what other people would say about him chasing eddie at that moment.  stepping on a twig as he moved the leaves away, steve stopped in his tracks once he heard eddie's response to seeing him. "i want to talk." he said as he took another step towards eddie. "wh- hit on chrissy? you're shitting me, right? you're the one who gets... all nervous and nosebleeds when you see her!" he said, waving his hands in front of him as he looked at eddie. he didn't want to fight with him, but the two seemed to be pretty annoyed about this whole thing.  "can we just... talk? like, actually talk. i don't think we'll get... you know, interrupted here by anyone. we don't have talkies. we're alone." he said, crossing his arms over his chest. "so, let's just... talk!" he said, not sure what else to say. he was hoping that eddie would take the lead, although steve should have been the one to justify himself.

MURRAY: Another unsuccessful stakeout at the border under his belt, Murray tucked his flask of vodka in his back right jean pocket and rested his rifle on his shoulder, across his chest. At least tonight, Murray had allowed himself the small luxury of music while watched the woods for... well, anything. Murray was in high spirits, despite the uneventful night, because he knew he had lemon glazed chicken waiting for him at home. He swayed through the woods, singing 'We'll Meet Again' softly to himself, until he came upon two familiar voices. Murray fully intended to pass by, give a polite wave, and keep going-- for the lemon glazed chicken. and the side of roasted asparagus. He was a pretty damn good housewife. But, Steve Harrington's pleading tone was enough to intrigue Murray, and he paused, careful not to make any sound. If it turned out to be just some silly jock conversation, he would surely leave well enough alone. But if it wasn't, perhaps he could be of assitance. Or at the very least, perhaps he would have something to mull over at dinner.

EDDIE: he flicked his lighter a couple of times, groaning in annoyance when it wouldn't produce a flame, he resisted the urge to fling it onto the ground and stomp it into the dirt. he should've filled up the damn lighter fluid. one hand coming up to rub between his brows, he shoved the useless lighter back into his pocket, discarded the cigarette too. "god, you're giving me a headache, harrington.", eddie grumbled and exhaled deeply. brows pulling together into a frown at steve's words he felt himself become more enraged, if that was even possible. all the pent up emotions he'd bottled up since their encounter in the cabin now bubbling up to the surface. "jesus h christ, I'm not getting a nosebleed because im....hot for chrissy. ew, no." he grimaced and shivered at the thought. not that chrissy wasn't a charming and attractive young woman. a great catch, really. just not in the pond he was fishing at. "im getting nosebleeds cause she fucking die-" he stopped himself, but down on his lip. steve wouldn't remember her death, he figured, probably wouldn't believe him, either. "forget it. and you've got no right to be jealous anyway."  he began pacing nervously, finding it unbearable to simply.... stand there. hitting the tree behind him lightly with his fists, swinging his arms around, anything to ease the tension. "well then fucking talk, harrington!" his voice was louder now, shaky, eddie could feel his hands begin to tremble. "i mean do you really have to rub it in further, man? i get it. i was like.... and experiment or a nice pair of lips to pass the time with. a joke with your friends, even. i get it, steve." he looked away, took a shaky breath. "i don't care man, ok? let's just put it past us. i won't come onto you anymore, you can go back to having a new girlfriend every other week."

STEVE: hearing eddie say that steve was giving him an headache made him purse his lips, fighting the urge to roll his eyes as he looked at the other. he didn't get how this had been the eddie who he had made out all those days before, but it didn't seem like him. he was angry at steve and steve didn't have the chance to explain himself for what was happening with him. he didn't understand the feelings he had for eddie, but he knew he had them. "then why are you getting like that whenever she's around? i've noticed how you look at her, you don't look like that with just... anyone!" steve said as he kept his hands on his own hips as eddie started pacing back and forward. hearing that he had no right to be jealous made him angry - mostly because he was jealous. but that didn't matter apparently.  "do you really think that i did all of that because it was a joke? do you think i didn't want to kiss you?" he asked, his own tone raising as he got angrier at the thought of eddie thinking that. if eddie still thought that he was the same asshole from all of those years before, then he really didn't know him. "what friends, eddie? dustin? max? are those the friends who you think would be part of this joke? do you really think this is a fucking joke?" he asked, shaking his head as he looked at eddie. he shouldn't get this angry, but he couldn't help it. "now you don't care?" he asked, frowning.

MURRAY: Murray had seen this film before. Many times, and one time too many within the confines of Hawkins, Indiana. Small town be damned, was no one in touch with their sexuality? It was 1988 for fuck's sake! Murray remembered his own sexual awakening clearly: eighth grade, he caught Marianne Weber and Tom Erickson hooking up under the bleachers and he couldn't decide who he wanted to kiss more. But, as was often the case, not everyone was gifted with Murray's investigative skill. Least of all, it seemed, Eddie Munson and Steve Harrington. Clearing his throat so as not to startle anyone, Murray stepped into the clearing. "Good evening, boys," he said, his voice taking on a sing-song tone. "If you don't mind, some of us are enjoying an evening stroll... preferably sans years of pent-up sexual frustration. Hm?" he hinted, looking from Eddie to Steve with a raised brow and the hand not holding the rifle planted on his hip.

EDDIE: he scoffed, bit down on his lip hard. pressing his tongue to the roof of his mouth as he felt a telltale hit prickle in his eyes, unsure whether they were tears if sadness or frustration. eddie mindlessly kicked at some stones laying knt he ground, sendung them flying into the woods. "believe what you will, steve. what's it to you? jealous cause you want her all to yourself or what?" he didn't even know why he was entertaining steve's idea of him being into chrissy. well, no, he knew. eddie was upset and disgruntled and extremely petty.  feeling his lips quiver he quickly looked away, hands flexing, fingernails painfully digging into his palms. he opened his mouth about to defend himself, when he was interrupted my someone clearing their throat. so much for not getting interrupted again. it was comical, almost.  eddie whipped around. ".... murray?" he narrowed his eyes. gaze dropping to the rifle in his hand. and to think that wasn't the weirdest thing he'd seen this week. "what the fuck?"

STEVE: "i don't want chrissy. i want..." he started saying, before he got interrupted by someone clearing their throat. soon after that, steve looked around until his eyes landed on murray. now that was something that he didn't expect. he took quick notice of the rifle. "what the hell?" he asked, raising an eyebrow as he looked at eddie for a couple of moments and then at murray. as the other started talking, steve's mind couldn't help but to wander on why murray was there. was he hunting? no, that didn't make sense.  as he heard the words sexual tension, steve felt himself blush. it was stupid, really. he had had sex before, but he hadn't tried anything with eddie yet. just simply making out. he was lucky that it was dark where they were or else he would have been more embarrassed by what murray was talking. "what do you want, murray? we were talking..." he said, looking at eddie again and giving him a nod, before turning to the older man.

MURRAY: "Yeah, good to see you, too," Murray deadpanned, knowing he looked insane to them, but not caring. There were more pressing issues at hand. "What do I want? You should be asking for help here, son. Because if this is your idea of communication..." he heaved a sigh. He'd heard enough to make some educated guesses about the situation at hand. "How long ago did you two hook up and what happened?" Then, with a tsk sound, he held up a finger. "One at a time."

EDDIE: eyes wide, brows furrowed, he blinked a couple of times, in both confusion and disbelief, before he gave another over-exaggerated, annoyed groan. this day really couldn't get any fucking worse, could it. between apparently giving steve the impression that he was straight and murray bauman showing up in the dead of night, in the middle of the woods with a rifle, apparently dead set on counseling them, eddie had truly fucking had it. he threw his hands up in the air, then dragged them down his face. resistance against murray was surely useless, anyway, or would be met with soul shattering sass and eddie really couldn't handle that right now. "christ, man. do you have a lighter, at least?" he shifted his weight from one foot to the other, shuffling awkwardly where he was standing. after a moment, he gave in. threw his hands up again. "ok, fine, fuck. whatever. we like...", he stuttered, glanced over at steve with flushed cheeks. "we, like, kissed.... i don't fucking know. two weeks ago? one and a half? i don't care." eddie did very much care. "it's... it's stupid anyway. it's bullshit. we can just forget it. stevie here is obviously embarrassed of what happened." he shot the other a glare. "or else he wouldn't have fucking jumped like ten feet away from me when the cabin door swung open. isn't that right, harrington."

STEVE: listening to murray talk made steve furrow his brows. how did he know all of that? but steve didn't fight it or he didn't argue about it. he could have walked away from that whole conversation but he decided that he wanted to keep talking to eddie. and if murray was there to watch this shit show, then so be it. "i think... i think two weeks ago, yeah..." he agreed with eddie, before rolling his eyes when he heard eddie say that it was stupid. it wasn't stupid. and he wasn't embarrassed. "i'm not embarrassed! i'm just not used to... being with... you know, dudes! it's... new to me!" he said, shaking his head. "and i was hoping that you out of all people, you know, would know how it feels like to be... different." he said, looking at eddie and then back at murray. "i'm not embarrassed. i... just don't know." he said, crossing his arms over his chest.

MURRAY: Setting the rifle on the forest floor, Murray dug into his pocket for a lighter. He didn’t smoke anymore, but you simply never knew when you’d run into an extra-terrestrial being that could only be affected by fire. He passed the lighter to Eddie and listened to the boys talk past each other. It was cute, in a way. They so clearly had feelings for each other. "In my forty-some years on earth, I've uncovered many truths-- about Chicago, global conflicts, and human nature. And one of those truths is that, broadly speaking, there are two types of gay men." Murray had one of those voices that always sounded sarcastic. But in this conversation, he was being as genuine as he’d been in a long while. "Men like myself and Eddie, who know pretty early on which way we swing," he nodded to Eddie. "And guys like you, Harrington, who are just now figuring it out-- and God knows, we always seem to attract the opposite of us," he chuckled, remembering his first boyfriend, Petey. Petey whose looks could kill if Murray looked at him a second too long when they were at the bar with their friends. "But you have to talk about it," he said, his voice stern and loud. "Eddie, what I'm hearing is that you're hurt by how Steve reacted. You feel rejected," he turned his gaze to the other. "Steve, I'm hearing that you're confused. You've never felt this way before, but you do like it." Murray waited for the two to respond and mentally patted himself on the back. It was Jonathan and Nancy, Joyce and Hopper all over again.

EDDIE: muttering a "thanks, man", he caught the lighter, nearly dropped it though due to how shaky his hands were, and lit his cigarette, then tossed the lighter back to murray. gaze landing on the rifle again for a second because what the fuck, but this was a question for another day. cigarette pinched between his pointer and middle finger, he rubebd the space between his brows with his thumb.  he listened to murray, chuckling a little at his words that sounded both serious and..... not? serious? 'myself and eddie' made him perk up and he nearly grinned because of course. figures. it made sense, murrays theory, opposites attract and all, and there was a guilty nausea beginning to spread in his stomach as he considered how he really hadnt even tried to see the whole thing from steves perspective. then again, eddie was pissed and he felt like he rather had every right to be. "well we're talking about it now, aren't we?", he shrugged and took another drag, shifting from one foot to the other. "like, I can see how harrington here is confused and all but not so sure about the liking it part. what's there to like, anyway?" he glanced down, suddenly found the spot on the ground between his feet to be vastly interesting. "anyway. it's clear what happened here kinda, isn't it? you wanted to try it out, experiment, whatever. figured i wouldn't talk. figured nobody would believe the weird, gay metalhead if he talked." another shrug eddie chewed nervously on his bottom lip. "you could've picked anyone to do that with, harrington. but I thought we were friends, man. that was... that was just mean."

STEVE: steve watched as eddie lit his cigarette, wondering if he needed one to deal with all of this, but thinking it was probably for the best if he just didn't say anything for a while. he looked at murray as he talked, suddenly curious to know what murray had learned about chicago, but that was past the point. it didn't matter. what mattered right now was this talk... and the fact that they were having it in the middle of the woods wasn't idea, but it was the best they could get. "well, i've never been with a guy... before. and i did kiss cole before, but you know... with you it was different." he said, shaking his head. he had never been taught to talk about his feelings so openly, but it felt kind of good. hearing eddie still insisting that steve used him, steve let out a breath as he shook his head. "i didn't want to experiment, i kissed you because i... i wanted to kiss you." he said, as he ran a hand through his hair and looked at eddie. "i didn't want to kiss anyone else, eddie, i just... i wanted to kiss you. and i do... like you, you know. more than just friends. and i'm... sorry." he said, looking down at the ground now. "for the cabin stuff..." he said, a sigh escaping his lips.

MURRAY: It took everything in him to tone down the squeal of glee building up in his chest. But, with the strength of many generations of Baumans, he channeled it into a sort of pleased harumph. "Now we're talking!" he exclaimed, like he was at a basketball game and things just got lively. He looked at Eddie pointedly and mad a 'T' with his hands. "Time out, please. Edward... listen, I get it, I dated plenty of Steves in my day and it's easy to take the confusion as rejection, but..." he motioned to Steve, who was opening up beautifully, like a rose. "Listen to the man. He's doing the work here, he's being honest." Murray hesitated and angled himself to where he was only speaking to Eddie for a moment. "And, in the most respectful way possible, don't project the world onto Steve. Guys like you and I, we're used to rejection. For me, it was my dad, from day one. I wore that shit like a purple heart, kid, but it's not worth it. My advice? Give it up," he spoke. Then, opening himself back up to the two of them, Murray clasped his hands together in delight. "This was beautiful, kids, truly spectacular."

EDDIE: the cigarette hung nearly abandoned now pinched between his pointer and middle finger, his brows drew together in confusion, gears obviously turning as he tried to make sense of steve's words. "there wasn't anyone else around to kiss, either, was there.",he said and immediately wanted to slap himself for continuing to be this petty. it didn't make sense. for steve to like him, quite unquote 'more than friends'.  murray signaling for him to 'time out' quickly shut him up and eddie was glad, for he wasn't sure he might not have just continued his rampage of stupidity. listening to murray, he scratched his neck, pinched the skin there, glancing over at steve every now and again. meeting his eyes as murray shuffled closer, letting him in on his secrets.  eddie gulped. exhaled shakily, lips parted, his throat had gone incredibly dry all of a sudden. he nodded, signaling to murray that he'd understood his message. even though he hadn't payed exact attention to his words - but hey, holding eye contact with steve harrington did that to a guy. give it up - the resentment, the anger. against anyone and everyone. give it up - pursuing steve? eddie felt himself begin to spiral, he quickly took another drag.  "uh. apology accepted, I guess.",he shrugge, looked anywhere but steve. "listen, steve, i.... you don't have to do.... this. i can take it, man. im sorry for being, like, angry and shit. wasn't fair." another shrug, followed by a grimace. "you don't have to, like,.... pretend to like me to make me feel better, steve. im just.... im nobody, it doesn't make sense. guys like you don't.... they're not into guys like me. it's not - that doesn't happen." he'd started pacing a couple sentences ago, now deliberately not meeting either murray or steve's gaze.  " thanks murray, man, for.... whatever this was? im gonna - i think I'm gonna head home. "

STEVE: he looked at both eddie and murray, standing in the back as he thought about what the other could possibly be saying to eddie. he felt sick to his stomach all of the sudden. he had just admitted his feelings for eddie, or at least he thought he did and now he wasn't sure how the other would react. when he heard eddie accepting his apology, steve gave him a nod. at least had that gone well for him, even if the rest of what eddie was saying wasn't as positive. "i'm not pretending, eddie." he said simply, trying not get slightly annoyed at what eddie was saying. he had been pretty clear, or at least he thought he had. steve wouldn't do that to anyone, not anymore at least. who was to say that he hadn't done it back in his asshole times? but now, he had learned how to be genuine with his feelings - or as genuine as he could get. "but..." he said, not being able to say anything else. "but you're not nobody to me, eddie, you're... you're eddie! i don't know what else to say, but you're not nobody." he said with an assertive nod.

MURRAY: Murray's elation was short-lived. In a singular moment, he knew exactly how the Egyptians felt when the library of Alexandria burned. It took everything in him not to pick up his rifle and wave it around like a banshee. Instead, curses spilled off of his lips in the first language he could grasp: "Allah yakhthek." He groaned, rubbing his temples with his fingers and shooting Eddie a withering glance. "For a musician, your listening skills are pretty shit, kid," he sighed. He would rather interrogate Russian operatives than argue with the younger version of himself. The self-hatred, the unwavering belief that one was unlovable, was painfully familiar; talking to Eddie was like putting on an old sweater, one that didn't really fit anymore but was always around. "He just said he's not pretending," Murray was yelling now, pointing at Steve. Then, his finger prodded directly into Eddie's chest. "He may not understand what's going on, poor thing, but he's being honest. And if you want to hear that and continue to deny it, run from it, that's your right." Murray stepped back from the two of them, allowing his blood pressure to stabilize. Lemon glazed chicken. His voice was lower now, calm even. "But it would be very disappointing," he said, his eyes not leaving Eddie's.

EDDIE: he was frustrated more than anything now and, muttering curses under his breath, eddie tossed the cigarette to the ground, putting it out with his foot. god damn it. he'd hoped for a clean, minimally confusing break, not.... whatever this hell this was. fight turned couples counseling session, appearantly.  "ugh, you're not making any sense! both of you!", he exclaimed, resumed his pacing, giving the tree behind him the occasional bump. murray was right, though, although eddie hated to admit it. his listening skills were pretty shit. especially when the version of things he'd laid out for himself in his head didn't match with reality.  in a way, it would be less confusing if steve didn't like him like that. if he was straight, if this had been just an experiment. they would eventually move past the stage of being awkward around each other and continue to be friends. but like this? a step neither of them could take back. and eddie was terrified.

especially now that murray was outright shouting at him, eddie jumped, confused, when his fingers made contact with his chest. instinctively, he raised his hands in surrender. "ok! okay, alright, fine! i get it, man, just - geez." shoulders slumping, he slowly lowered his hands when murray stepped back. there was something unreadable in eddie's expression now - murray had struck a nerve, obviously. deny it. run from it. that had always been eddie's forte, hadn't it? taking the easy way out when things got tough. 'outside of dnd i am no here'. eddie nervously chewed on the inside of his cheek. glanced over to meet steve's eyes.  'look at us, we're not heroes'. a familiar nauseating weight settled on eddie's chest as he thought back to what could've very well been their last goodbye in the upside down, those two years ago. one hand came up almost instinctively to ghost over his scars. he swallowed, brows pulling up into an almost sad frown. as he remembered how steve had turned around and he'd called him back, they'd shared a look. many things had passed between them in that instant, all left unspoken when, overwhelmed with the pressure of potentially his last words, eddie had once again chosen the cowards way out. settling for 'make him pay'. running from what he'd actually been dying and longing to tell steve.  he cleared his throat, voice low and weak almost. "okay, so.. I like you." obvious. "and.... I guess you like me. for whatever reason." eddie shrugged, looked up at steve expectantly. "what.... does this mean, then? like.... and now? what do we do now?"

STEVE: steve had to admit that he was sort of glad that murray had showed up out of the woods to help them. sure, the premise of an older man creeping in the woods wasn't the greatest, but this had been sort of a blessing. at least steve had finally been able to admit his feelings towards eddie, even if it hadn't been necessarily easy to do so. he had to work on that and he needed to work on being more open with eddie. he kept his eyes locked on eddie and murray as the two spoke and steve wondered why murray hadn't talked to him one on one like had done with eddie, but maybe it just meant that he was doing better than the other was. didn't matter.  steve stood there for a couple of moments, shoving his head in his pockets as he heard finally eddie talk. he looked up, a glint in his eyes as he watched him, pursing his lips together. hearing that eddie liked him, even if he should have known it way before, made steve blush slightly.   he approached the other and took his hand, his thumb caressing it as he let out a sigh. "i mean... i want..." he said, looking at murray for a bit and then back at eddie. "i want to try this with you... and only you. i like you, eddie. but you have to help me with... everything, pretty much. because the times i've been with you, i've really been happy and i don't remember being like that in... years. or ever." he said, wondering if all the times he had been with girls had just been a lie in his mind, but that didn't matter. "and...i really want to kiss you, but it would be weird if murray was just... watching." he said with a small chuckle, but moved towards the other to press a kiss on eddie's cheek, feeling himself turn red again. "just... be patient with me?" he asked.

MURRAY: He'd begun walking backwards as the two spoke, clearly his role in this lover's quarrel was coming to an end. Murray let out a wistful sigh, hand to his heart, at the radical vulnerability. This was living! This was the elusive giddy-like-a-schoolgirl feeling. With a salute, Murray picked up his rifle and turned on his heel, always a little flourish in his movement. "Way ahead of you, you little freaks," he said, with the utmost tenderness in his voice. "If you find yourself needing my services again..." Don't was his customary response, but who was he to turn down a fellow gay in need? "I'm at the big cement bunker in the woods. Can't miss it. Ta-ta!" he waved. Murray strutted away with a growing sense of satisfaction, and quickly took up singing 'We'll Meet Again'. He could almost taste the lemon baked chicken.

EDDIE: suddenly steve appeared in his direct line of vision, stepping close, taking his hand, caressing his hand, and eddie's brain short-circuited. thankful for the darkness surrounding him, eddie felt his cheeks heat up. lips parted, a dazed look, glossed over eyes, he simply stood and stared at steve for a moment. until he found it within himself to move closer, too, giving his hand a light squeeze. "uh.... uh, yeah, okay.",he finally managed to get out, voice raspy. eddie nodded eagerly. "yeah, let's - yeah let's do that. try, I mean - like, uh, together. and yeah I'll be patient and.... whatever..." trailing off as he felt steve's lips on his cheek, he instinctively grabbed hold of steve's biceps, pulling him closer. right. murray. eddie peeked over steves shoulder to see the eccentric older man had already descended back into the woods and, chuckling, eddie mirrored his wave. he wondered if he shouldve thanked him, too. maybe he'd stop by one of these days. drop off a card and a bouquet or something.  as soon as eddie was sure that murray was completely out of his line of vision, he focused his attention back on steve, hesitating a second before he wrapped his arms around his neck. eddie cleared his throat, suddenly flustered again. "i, uh. im sorry. for being.... well, a pain in the ass.", he muttered and gave steve a sheepish smile. it quickly faded, replaced by a more serious expression as he suddenly blurted out : "i - i really like you, steve." and he felt like a middle schooler confessing his crush on someone at a homecoming dance. "can i - uh. can.... can you kiss me?"

STEVE: steve looked back at murray as he heard his voice fading away, letting out a small chuckle at the sight of the older man walking away. he definitely owed him one, he thought to himself, but he clearly forgot that when he turned his attention back to eddie. it was all that it mattered right now anyway. smiling when the other agreed on trying, he nodded his head slowly. "okay. good. thank you" he said, a little more relieved that their conversation had actually worked out. he wasn't sure what people's reactions would be, but for the first time, steve didn't care that much. but he did care about eddie.   "i'm sorry for... you know, that whole stuff at the cabin. i shouldn't have done that, it was very... asshole of me." he said with a sigh. he did regret letting go of eddie just like that, but it was in the past. and steve felt bad for it and he was sure that he would keep feeling bad for at least a while. feeling eddie's arms around his neck made him let out a sigh of relief, as he wrapped his arms around the other's waist. it felt good doing this again, pulling him close. "i really like you too, eddie." he said, nodding his head when the other asked him for a kiss, leaning forward and connecting their lips together, pulling eddie close for a kiss.

EDDIE: he snorted, a grin tugging at his lips, he wrapped his arms tighter around steve, relishing in the feeling of the other's hands on his waist. this was how it was supposed to be, eddie thought and nearly gagged at how cheesy that sounded. "yeah, it was pretty king steveof you.", eddie admitted with a pout, though mock serious expression soon broken by a teasing grin again. all dimples and teeth. he shrugged his shoulders. "but let's not.... let's forget that. i was an asshole, you were an asshole, the... assholery cancels it out, i think."  cheeks already stiff and sore from grinning, eddie sighed into the kiss, the content smile remained fixed on his features as their lips lazily moved against each other. clawing at the material of steve's shirt with one hand, he tangled his other into his hair, grabbing hold of it to stead y himself, convince himself that this was in fact real.  it should be illegal to be this happy, eddie thought as shivers ran down his spine. with ease he maneuvered them around until steve's back was pressed against a tree, their lips always connected.  when eddie pulled back, coming up for air more than anything, the aforementioned grin was still on his face as he took in the sight if steve, flushed cheeks and messy hair. laughter bubbled up in his chest, eddie softly shook his head in disbelief. "and you thought I was hitting on chrissy....", he trailed off, interrupted by another giggle.  quickly, as if afraid that steve might slip away at any moment, cupped his cheeks, pulled him in for another deep kiss. "let's get out of here, big boy."

THE END.

[simplyxsinned]

As the world caves in

a/n: yeah so yall will be getting another Kaeya angst after this also I cant make up titles, and im having a demon Kaeya brainrot rn

! warning: angsty? suggestive! uhhh kissing!!! (mentions of committing arson)

! inspired by this playlist characters: Demon!Kaeya x gn!reader

𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

Just like any other day, you went out to complete your daily commissions. On the way back, it smelt like something was smoking, hurrying back as your eyes widened at the scene of your hometown setting aflame, screams were heard as you walked closer. There you saw a familiar silhouette of your lover standing below a tree just in front of the burning city. The entrances were blocked with no way in or out. He turned around and smiled sinisterly while you drown in your own thoughts...Why did he do that? Was it all your fault? Have you done something wrong?

"Y/n, will you love me now?" "W-what?" confused you stood there, staring at him, questions still running wild in your mind. Watching him as he laughed like a maniac then walking toward you. Horns formed on his head, he was a stranger, you didn't even recognize him anymore. You unconsciously backed away, falling on your feet. "Awwh darling, don't be scared I'm not going to hurt you" he said as he was lifting your chin to face him. He closely examined you, beady eyes that was once filled with love turned into fear, glossy lips that used to give him kisses were now quivering, oh how he loved seeing you like this.

Kaeya pulled you into a passionate kiss, tongues swirling together. You didn't kiss back, feeling drool rolling down your chin...it was disgusting. You pushed him away, wiping your chin "Whats wrong princess? isn't this what you wanted?" his pale white orbs staring at you, sending chills down your spine. You realized that there's no turning him back, you stood up and ran. He watched you drift away, don't expect him to let you go that easily. Not even sparring a glance back at him, the past memories of you both spending your time together giggling and laughing, you missed it dearly...

Thanks for reading <3

[lyrker]

This is. drastically different than last seasons end. Less. thoughts. still a lot! But it’s mostly sadness ):

so! Skinned people…singing a choir. Lovely isn’t that that’s such. a nice image.

Tape recorders! They appear whenever they want and I still don’t understand them.

Martin commits Arson and I admit, i smiled. He should do it again some time. He didn’t get to burn the von Closen letter though, hm. Elias. really didn’t believe martin would do anything. He really thought he would just stand around, he didn’t keep an eye on him and oh look where that got him (: martin is so much more than that.

The Strangers realm is uh. fun. love that. You become so disoriented you don’t even know what existing is, love that!

But i want to talk about Daisy. I don’t know what’s going on with that, she sounded like she turned into a wild animal—and i said she may be influenced by The Hunt but I didn’t think like..that. that was TERRIFYING he just !!! He’s dead !!! Holy shit she killed him and she laughed, she CACKLED, she doesn’t even have a weapon did—DID SHE BITE HIM????  TAKE A LIL CHOMPER???? THAT SEEMS A REASONABLE APPROACH IM SCARED )):

And then they took her. she’s GONE. Daisy’s gone ):

N Basiraaaa.......I thought they were girlfriends and Daisy is just..):

Basira was just trying to make sense of everything she was trying so hard I love her sm

JON SOUNDED SO SAD he sounded so defeated so..done. He thought he lost, everything was for nothing and he was a failure and he just sounded so sad no my blorbo ueueuehdhb 

Then he went I See You and i think that’s when he got spooky eye powers Power Up anyways

TIM. POP OFF i’m so fucking sad I love him so much i love all of them i am so attached HES DEAD !!!! MY BOY HES DEAD HES DEAD ):

“I don’t forgive you, but thank you.” SCREAMING CRYING HE DID IT HE STOPPED THE RITUAL AND IT COSTED HIS LIFE BUT,,,,,HE DID IT,,,,,

ENOUGH LAMENTING there’s my reaction, now to THINKING.

A while back it was said that right after The Unknowing on the checklist, the one right next in line was Rite for the Watchers Crown.

I don’t trust this. Elias is going to win, and with The Stranger out of the way, forced to restart, The Beholding can break through. They were trying to take him down, but they have nothing on The Eye. It’s going to come back. Elias isn’t scared, the bastard, he knows it’s gonna come. The Eye will win.

Jon is..comatose. That’s what i’m getting. He should be dead but he’s got too much spooky boy in him so it just doesn’t work :/

He’s seeing statement after statement but why these particular ones? Does it matter that it’s these particular statements? Where is he? Is he even dreaming? is he in another place between life and death, or is that what a dream is after all?

Is it because these are the statements were people Surely survived because they came in and talked to him? That’s why they’re engraved in his mind deeper? He met these people?

Save my boy ):

skipping Elias part, glad he got punched.

PETER LUKAS !!!! Peter <3 Hes the boss now, I guess he was looking to hire martin, he was. becoming the boss soon. Probably what Elias called him over for so he though he should get to know everyone <3

I really like him, he seems like a happy, cheerful fellow, even willing to pay for therapy.

Don’t like that last line though. “we’re going to do great things, Martin. Great. Things.”

Please don’t be super duper evil ur so cool.

this podcast is driving me insane i need to listen to season 4 NOW

[organic-guacamole]

episode 210 here we go

awww seb doing the intro

congratulations to milky white and her baby chocolate milk😌

seb is so funny

but seriously, clean up that milk fast or else it will smell so bad in there....

was that Lauryn just randomly doing cartwheels? idk any theatre kids irl but that seems like it's a common thing...

is it just me or has ms Jenn been getting more harsh to Ricky and Seb mainly-

like what did they do to her

no because I actually snorted with laughter at the "you came back" WHAT IS THAT VOICE-

AND THE MASK OMG

yeah so my throat hurts now

I'm dying over here

KOURTNEY'S FACE

SAME GIRL SAME

Ricky's fake death got the whole place in tears /s

he looks like an asthmatic walrus

Seb's on piano, I love

we all know if he was the beast we'd all actually be crying✋

ok but I listen to Julia's version of home on Spotify when I want to cry-

right so gimme a second

is Ricky scratching his face.....while he's dying?

"belle i-" *flop*

round of applause to Ashlyn for trying to make Ricky's earthworm seizure look less.... yknow

Kourtney's just dying there

WAIT IS THAT NATALIE

did she really just disappear for 9 episodes just to come back and stare dramatically into the camera

WAIT SCRATCH THAT SHES HERE TO MURDER ASHLYN AND RICKY

oh so Ricky's wearing a gay shirt now too

so that's the real reason why Rini broke up, see y'all next season when Gini and caswen become canon /j

wait that was a long intro scene-

what was that look Carlos-

TALK TO MY BOY OR ELSE

carlos' run is so funny to me

therapist Ashlyn to the rescue

"that is...super" son you good?

ms Jenn call Benjamin, he would willingly put his loved ones on a rocket and blast them into Venus for you....

maybe

"I don't want you kids to be disappointed" girl you do realise you're the one that's most invested in this?

"a smooth opening night" wasn't there just 1 show though-

like their opening night was closing night too

"I think I was Troy at one point" PLEASE THATS THE MOST ACCURATE DESCRIPTION OF THE SEASON 1 FINALE

me Jenn looks like a serial killer during that clap and I'm lowkey scared for zacky

"I have notes"

oo if you're taking suggestions, lemme get my list

"mother is freaking out" uhhhhhh

right....'mother"

"is everyone sitting down?"

*looks around awkwardly*

*big red slowly sits*

"no..."

please seb was the only one sitting-

does that mean Carlos looked at Seb as soon as he walked in and assumed that everyone else was sitting too or am I a seblos clown🤡

"is this about the transformation"

WOW MAYBE OT IS RICKY

WOW HES A DETECTIVE FOR FIGURING THAT OUT SO QUICK🤩

YO WHY IS NATALIE HERE-

she just shows up when it's convenient? is she gonna be at the sleepover too?

Seb's heavy swallow after Carlos shouts at him makes me so sad

"I never learned how to lie but I figure if I keep my mouth closed, I can't tell the truth" *nods and smiles at Nini when she asks*

why are they casually standing up all over the pizza shop, just sit at a big table and talk instead of blocking passageways and blocking off at least 6 tables-

"how about I invite myself" WHY DO PEOPLE ALWAYS FEEL THE NEED TO INVITE THEMSELVES TO ASHLYN'S HOUSE-

YOU CAN ASK BUT JUST FORCE YOUR WAY IN?

so Cash Caswell has a bigger house than... Dennis Caswell.... who would've thought

ah yes there's the good old EJ 1.0

Nini: "boys vs girls"

Gina: *looks devastated and glances longingly at EJ*

way to be inconspicuous

"but north high should be" *cracks her knuckles in the most uncomfortable way*

good for Ashlyn for getting more confident though

oo bossy big red

"i get bossy around the power tools"

is that why Ashlyn was holding up the drill in episode 8 orrrr 🤠

oh

Lily, leave him alone please

she's literally not blinking, is that what makes her creepy?

the diss at big red and his face afterwards is priceless

isn't that similar to what Gina's mom said to her in season 1? hmmmm

but seriously please don't try to redeem lily, let us have a character to hate, or to love because they're evil.

not everyone's a good guy.

"im not liked here and I don't know what to do"

let antoine finish his salad and it'll fix everything

"hug emoji" *gags*

y'all realize Lily's literally 14?

why is she calling a 16/17 year old from another school for personal advice-

"he gets weird around tools"

I shouldn't be laughing so hard

"deja vu maybe?" awkward silence

I'm dying here I love EJ so so so so much

"where's seb"

*cuts to seb being held hostage hoping that they'd notice he's missing and go look for him*

"don't ask"

"oh ok"

"100% real faux fur" as you should queen

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Kourtney is singlehandedly saving the entire show.

Seb making finger guns make me happier than it should

why is this kinda making me want to have a co-ed sleepover with my non-existent theatre friends

YES YOU DO NEED TO TALK/SING TO SEB CARLOS THANK YOU FOR KNOWING THAT

wait what-

you haven't talked to him all WEEK-

Carlos are you stupid /hj

Benjamin is so adorable I can't

he turned around to come back for her instead of going home. you're "what do you want Jenn🙄X act isn't fooling anyone Benjamin 🙃

10101

1+4+16= 21st?

they placed 21st?

or do I just not remember how to convert to base ten

GIRL DON'T BE RUDE TO HIM, HE'S GONNA SAVE YALL

no ms Jenn, the kids are not eccentric 35 year olds.

aww sebby

is he thinking that Carlos is only with him cuz he's the only other openly gay guy at school-

son you are a perfect little bean don't put yourself down

yes they all ship portwell as they should.

they'll be throwing risotto at the wedding.

not the chocolates. stop there are no chocolates. please stop I'm dying.

Gina you don't have to explain yourself to her

it was a misunderstanding and it's in the past

why is Ashlyn still laughing-

exactly it wasn't a big deal please just move on Nini

Kourtney really be out here saving everything

WHY IS ASHLYN STILL LAUGHING

why do I feel like when Gina finally told Ash about it, she didn't think it was that funny but wanted to feel included in the inside joke so now she brings it up randomly to show that she's in on it....I totally don't do that...

"idk, the farmer type" oh son...

Ashlyn and big red are just spilling the secrets back and forth huh?

OOO EJ AND GINA SITTING IN A TREE K-I-S-S-I-

cmon guys don't look at me like that-

"she is the best" and "we're buddies" don't sound right together

"pretty boy" "sweet boy" best ways to describe EJ

I love him.

and aw he's scared of rejection so he'll hold back just to keep her happy and not awkward how sweet

is Ricky wondering if letting her go(literally his song from last episode) was the best thing he did for Nini because he doesn't feel like it now? hmmm this is getting good

why is everyone so invested in Kourtney and Howie's relationship

PACK UP THE LAZY RICKY THING

oh yes Benji, that's exactly what she's doing

she couldn't follow her dream or whatever so now she's using the kids to gain some of the success she craves. why else would she have that massive hsm poster with her name on it in huge letters in her office.

just casually grab his hand with both your hands and stare at him creepily 🥰

ship jennzzara y'all

the first bump was a missed opportunity to do the baymax "falalala" as a reference to the fact that they watched big hero six while committing arson✋

wait so big red and EJ just left Ricky in the basement and now Ricky invited Carlos when they're supposed to be at the stage?

help no Ricky looks like he's about to tell Carlos he likes him (I know it's about writing the song for seb but still, look at his body language and tell me it doesn't look like that)

Ricky is so mature about this, he really just wants Nini to be happy even though he's hurting-

baby you deserve love, maybe Nini isn't the one for you but don't say you don't deserve it

why does he keep adding bro to the end like he doesn't know how to address Carlos

PLEASE CARLOS HAVING TO ADDRESS THE BRO THING

"let's write a song when we have like 45 minutes to get to the place and help our friends possibly win $50000 at the show in 2 weeks"

"can you hit a high C?"

"that's like the bottom of my range"

why am I laughing

this is so cool to see friendship interactions that we don't normally get to see

Nini why are you being like this-

Gina did nothing wrong??

I saw that, EJ and Gina being the only ones going in the same direction👀

right so obviously Kourtney's waiting until after the menkies to get back with Howie just in case he really is just using her as a way in to east high... obviously... right?

CARLOS

OK ITS COMING GET READY YALL

Why is portwell so awkward all of a sudden

OMG EJ

OMG GINA SAY YES or not, do what you want.

the way she doubts that EJ would genuinely ask so she has to make sure it's not Ashlyn behind it

OH

THE "NOT THAT I KNOW OF"

LIKE WHAT GINA SAID TO JACK ABOUT EJ BEING HER BOYFRIEND

GUYS THEY'RE SOULMATES

I want risotto now please

THEY'RE SO SWEET AND ADORABLY AWKWARD ITS LIKEEK LITTLE KIDS

OOOOOOO what is this place that seblos is in, looks fancy....and secluded

oh wait no Ricky's just standing there

wait is it the bomb shelter

it looks so good what

HSKAGSJAGAJAGWISGSKAUASBWKSVAIWBAISBQKSHIQBWOABWOABDOQBZIQBAIAQBSIWBQISVQKSIANSGOQBSAISBKASBKWBAIABQOSBBSJAHAJAVAJSBAJHSKAHSJAHAJAJAAJAHHHHHHHH

@youranxiousnerd ARE YOU OK?

CUZ IM NOT OK

LOOK AT SEBBY'S FACE

LOOK AT HOW ADORABLE IT IS

THE LYRICS ARE KILLING ME

SEBLOS IS KILLING ME

I AM DEAD

PLEASE SEND HELP

I like to imagine that Frankie and Joe practiced this in their apartment and just had a blast with it.

or maybe that Frankie practiced in secret like what Joe did for the climb

OH THE SUITS

THATS WHERE THAT CLIP IN THE PROMO WAS FROM

AWWW SEBBY'S SO CUTE

HE'S A LITTLE MARSHMALLOW

they're still so awkward with the dance I cant

let's appreciate Frankie's voice though

this episode really was made just for the seblos and portwell stans and you gotta love it

BIG RED GET OUT

WHY DOES HE ALWAYS DO THIS

Seb's little "yeah" IS ADORABLE

you can't tell me that wouldn't have been the best time for them to say I love you....IF FREAKIN BIG RED WASN'T THERE

ok but wait Ricky needs more hugs like that, look at his face

the boy needs love

"bro" please don't let Ricky and Carlos go back to not talking because their friendship is amazing

EJ laughing at Ricky sounding like a cat coughing up a furball is so funny to me

RICKY'S FLOP GETS ME EVERYTIME

I knew it was too good to be true

ok so Ricky's dead, next in line please

this episode was so short but I love it so much. this is what I signed up for for season 2✋

[takahero]

in honour of finishing inkspell, here are some basta observations I picked up along the way. also, inkspell spoilers warning! i also have MANY MANY thoughts so i’d love to hear what you guys think to some of the questions raised

“He hadn’t changed: the same thin face, the same way of narrowing his eyes, and there was an amulet dangling around his neck to ward off the bad luck that Basta thought lurked under every ladder, behind every bush.” — pg.138

“Basta’s left hand was bandaged, Elinor noticed when he took his fingers away from her mouth.” — pg.139

“‘I’d have been here much sooner, believe you me, but they put me in jail for a while on account of something that happened years ago. No sooner was Capricorn gone than all the people who’d been too scared to open their mouths suddenly felt very brave.’” — pg.140 (see they never tell us WHY he was in prison, do they? the possibilities are endless. we know he committed atrocious things, like arson, but imagine if he got put in jail for something completely different…LOL)

“‘You wouldn’t believe how often I’ve told him there’s nothing to be ashamed of in going to jail, particularly when your prisons here are so much more comfortable than our dungeons at home.’” — pg.140 (OHHHTMGOD MEME IDEA)

“Basta flung his arm so roughly round Orpheus’ neck that his glasses slipped down his nose.” — pg.141

“‘Hold your tongue, Basta!’ Mortola interrupted him abruptly. ‘You’ve always liked the sound of your own voice.’” — pg.141

“‘Well, Silvertongue, I’m sorry it’s taken some time,’ he said in his soft, cat-like voice.” — pg.180

“‘My son always said revenge was a dish best eaten cold,’ observed Mortola.” — pg.181 (question. did basta find out about mortola’s true identity between inkheart & inkspell? do u think he realised it when mortola cried when capricorn died?)

“Basta passed a finger over his throat and winked at him.” — pg.186 (wink 2 LMAO)

“Basta bent down and picked up a rusty helmet lying at his feet. ‘What do you expect me to say?’ he growled, throwing the helmet back into the grass with a gloomy expression, and giving it a kick that sent it clattering against the wall. ‘Of course it’s our castle. Didn’t you see the figure of the goat on the wall there? Even the carved devils are still standing, though they wear ivy crowns now — and look, there’s one of the eyes that Slasher liked to paint on the stones.’” — pg.190

“‘So Basta was right after all. He’s dead, here and in the other world too.’” — pg.191 (interesting….so Basta knew Mortola’s plan wouldn’t work? he just wanted a ride home?)

“‘I’d really like to know what happened!’ he muttered. ‘I always said Capricorn wasn’t here, but what about the others?…What are we going to do if they’re all gone?’ Basta sounded like a boy afraid of the dark. ‘Do you want us to live in a cave like brownies until the wolves find us? Have you forgotten the wolves? And the Night-Mares, the fire-elves, all the other creatures crawling around the place…I for one haven’t forgotten them, but you would come back to this accursed spot where there are ghosts lurking behind every tree!’ He reached for the amulet dangling around his neck, but Mortola did not deign to look at him.

“‘Oh, be quiet!’ she said, so sharply that Basta flinched.” — pg.192

“‘You’re going to leave them here?’ That was Basta’s voice.” — pg.193 (at first I was like oh so he has a heart….but then he was mean to resa straight after this 🙄)

“‘Sorry, but he must have overlooked me, shut up in that cage as I was,’ purred Basta in his catlike voice.” — pg.377

“‘Wasn’t it Mortola who had you put in the cage to be fed to the Shadow?’ Basta just shrugged his shoulders and flung back his silver-grey cloak. Of course, he had his knife. A brand new one, it seemed, finer than any he’d ever had in the other world, and undoubtedly just as sharp.

“‘Yes, not very nice of her,’ he said as his fingers caressed the handle of the knife. ‘But she’s really sorry.’” — pg.377 (okay so it SOUNDS like he threatened/made some kind of bargain with his knife, but I strongly doubt that considering how afraid he seems of her?? i know he’s technically working for the adderhead but even by the end of the book, it seems he is far closer to mortola than adderhead. what is their relationship? or does he sincerely think she’s sorry/has deluded himself into believing such? UGH SO MANY QUESTIONS)

“Basta had always liked describing his own and other people’s abominable deeds in detail.” — pg.378

“‘But we’re not going to shoot you.’ Basta came a little closer to Fenoglio, his face as intent as that of a stalking cat.” — pg.378 …. living for all the cat references tbh

“‘He wants you to crawl on your belly to him, that’s what our noble lord and master likes. But never mind, he pays well!’” — pg.378 (yes basta all abt getting that bread LMAOOOO)

“He slowly drew the knife from his belt. Its blade was long and slightly curved.” — pg.379

“‘Hey Basta, I know you like the sound of your own voice.’” — pg.379 (AHAHAHAHA HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE CALLED OUT BASTA ON THIS NOW? IVE LOST TRACK)

“With a regretful sigh, Basta put the knife back in his belt. ‘Yes, very well, you’re right,’ he said in surly tones. ‘I need to take my time with this sort of thing. Questioning people is an art, a real art.’” — pg.380 (LMAOOOOOOO HE IS SUCH A DRAMA QUEEN)

“Basta. The same thin face, the same twisted smile. Only the clothes were different. Basta was no longer wearing his white shirt and black suit with the flower in his buttonhole. No, Basta now wore the Adderhead’s silvery grey, and he had a sword at his side. With a knife in his belt too, of course. But he was holding a dead chicken in his left hand.” — pg. 455

“‘Yes, they are!’ purred Basta. ‘The little witch, and the fire-eater into the bargain. It was well worth the wait. Even though I’ll probably never get that damned flour out of my lungs again.’” — pg.455 (ok….so who’s gonna draw basta sitting amongst the flour AAHHAHA)

“‘Servant? Who’s a servant here? Just listen to him. As bold as if he’d never felt my knife! Have you forgotten how you screamed when it cut your face?’” — pg.457 … don’t call basta a servant…..noted

“‘Oh, don’t look so disbelieving, little witch, I still can’t read and I don’t intend to learn, but there are enough fools around the place who can, even in this world.’” —pg. 457 (i wonder how much capricorn influenced basta’s views on reading. because capricorn said that he learnt how to read from a maid, right? so basta certainly wouldn’t have trash-talked reading in front of him. and even after living in OUR world for nine years, I’m still surprised that he never attempted to learn, given how dependent we are on it. anyway my headcanon is that he secretly wants to, but doesn’t want to give others the satisfaction of knowing they have something he doesn’t. also nobody he knows would be willing to teach him (unless he threatened them) bc of his obviously violent and short-tempered nature…and learning requires so much patience. still, though, would love a fic of basta being taught how to read in secret and having some kind of positive interaction)

“‘You’re even more talkative than you used to be, Basta.’ Dustfinger’s voice sounded as if he found this tedious.” — pg.458 HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH IM DYING. honestly the animosity between them was just. A+++

“Basta was in an even worse state. He was sitting close to Mortola, his face so red and swollen that Meggie almost failed to recognise him. But he had escaped death once again. Perhaps the good-luck charms he always wore worked after all.” — pg.526

“The sunlight falling into the room made Basta’s face look like a boiled lobster.” — pg.575 

“Basta put his hand to the amulet hanging around his neck. It was not a rabbit’s paw, as he had worn in Capricorn’s service, but something that looked suspiciously like a human finger-bone.” — pg.581 (THIS STILL IRKS ME SO MUCH)

“The Piper straightened his back, as ready to attack as the viper on his master’s coat of arms…He was a good head taller than Basta.” — pg.582 WHY DO I KEEP FORGETTING HES NOT TALL LMFAO

“The two men were standing so close that the blade of Basta’s knife wouldn’t have fitted between them.” — pg.582 HAHAHAJAHAAJAHAHHAAHAHAHAH PKESJENE I LOVE THIS SO MUCH … IMAGINE BASTA SQUARING UP W HIS NOSE JUST SMACK BANG IN THE MIDDLE OF PIPER’S CHEST OR SOMETHING

“The Piper struck Basta in the face so hard that his head hit the door frame. Blood ran down his burned cheek in a trail of red. He wiped it away with the back of his hand. ‘Take care to avoid dark corridors, Piper!’ he whispered. ‘You don’t have a nose any more, but one can always find something else to cut off.’” — pg.582-583 THIS SCENE WAS SIMPLY……CHEF’S KISS

are you serious is he dead??? WHAT. okay I knew dustfinger’s love for farid would be the end of him and basta being the instrument to rip that away from him was totally heartrending. i WISH it had been more climactic? like dustfinger unleashing his fury and fighting basta, blind with anger and grief. THE DIALOGUE POTENTIAL BETWEEN THEM AS THEY FINALLY TALK ONE-ON-ONE, and then some revisiting of the scene where dustfinger has the opportunity to kill basta but AGAIN withholds because killing is not in his nature….THEN MO IN SHINING ARMOUR SWOOPS IN TO DO THE JOB

now, off to inkdeath!

[moons-and-stars-and-shit]

hi i just came across your account and its so fkn cute omf. if you dont mind would i be able to have a cake?

im 5'3 she/they with ginger and blonde hair (the blonde is just one huge ass streak) that comes to my shoulders. I also have hazel eyes and a shit ton of freckles.

I tend to be really energetic and loud most of the time and to be honest its one of my biggest insecurities, to most guys im the chick thats hot until she starts talking but to my friends its like im the funniest person alive so ig it works out. I cant stay still for very long and get grumpy when im bored which is why i try to distract myself with music or video games when i cant do anything else. Im decently athletic, i snowboard, figure skate, run, play basketball and im trying to take a shot at volleyball but the only reason i play it is so i can take my anger out by smacking the ball. I can also be extremely competitive when it comes to sports. I love partying and spend most of my weekends out getting fucked up oops but its honestly when i feel the most alive which causes me to be a little (or maybe a lot) reckless.

sorry i kinda rambled but id love if you get the time to answer this cuz im really curious to see who youd pair me with :)

@tweetyshit

Romantic Matchup

Nishinoya Yuu

How Y’all Met

Ok so you have been friends with Kiyoko since forever

So when she came to you and asked if you could help manage the volleyball team

Of course you said yes!

Your first couple of weeks were interesting to say the least

You had to get used to all these different personalities

But one personality you were particularly drawn to

Was Noyas :))

Maybe it’s cuz he acted just like you 👀

In that crazy let’s go commit arson kinda way

Now ngl he had the hots for you since he met you

But he fell in love with you when

You did the meat dance with him tanaka and Hinata 💀

So when the school started promoting prom

He just HAD to ask you

Although he was pretty shocked when you said yes 😳

It was a really fun night with laughs and dancing

And most importantly

Good food 👀

And when the dance was over he took you home

And asked if you would officially be his girlfriend

You two have been together ever since

What They Love About You

Omg he loves how loud you are!

Like seriously bb don’t be insecure about that

He absolutely adores how you can match his energy

Cause some people have told him he can be too much before

He loves that your athletic

This mans will do ALL athletic activities with you

You wanna go for a run?

Great he knows a good spot

You wanna practice volleyball?

Awesome! Stop by the gym!

NFSJHS

He loves your height

Because yes, your taller than him

But only by an inch

So it’s not noticeable unless you stand back to back

So to the naked eye you guys just look the same height

Favorite Things To Do Together

Ohh all the reckless things

You know that vibe where you just go to 7/11 and fight crackheads in the park?

Yeah that’s you guys

He just loves doing crazy things with you

Y’all are teens! You should make the most of these years

And what better way to do that then start a cult full of children you’ve found at the park 👀

Random Hc

You two raise Daichis blood pressure 😀

Like y’all just stress the poor man out

Oml noya can catch on to when your grumpy REAL FAST

And no matter what he will entertain you

Cause his s/o isn’t aloud to be grumpy 😡

He really likes to play with your hair

But...

He has called you a leprechaun before 🥲

Overall Aesthetic

Crackheads

[smalltragedy]

* brigette lundy-paine, nonbinary + they/them | you know kirby wormwood, right? they’re twenty five, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, two weeks? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to ring ring by mika like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole balancing acts at perilous heights destined to entertain, jack of all trades master of none, refusal to accept the mortal world as it is thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is december 1st, so they’re a sagittarius, which is unsurprising, all things considered. ( james, 21, est, they/them )

hllo welcome 2 my third character i love them a lot theyre a. remake of an older oc of mine so this is fun <3 sdfhk anyways once again i am asking u. pleathe like if u wld like to plot.

ARSON TW

mini playlist.

wizard ;; lucas lex / ring ring ;; mika / crows ;; clues / sunrise sunset ;; bright eyes / la llorona ;; beirut / no children ;; the mountain goats / might be love ;; the pesky snakes / sax in the city ;; let’s eat grandma.

statistics.

full name: kirby wormwood (currently).

nickname(s): magpie.

birthday: december 1st, 1995.

zodiac: sagittarius sun, aries moon, libra ascending.

mbti & temperament: estp & improvisor / sanguine.

label: the hellion.

hometown: abilene, texas.

sexuality: bisexual.

pinterest.

biography.

alright lets get right into it. kirby ws switched at birth. they cld’ve hd a very like. picket fence trampoline in the backyard. 4 columns cos its texas n it feels right. bt instead they were chosen <3 somewhat unintentionally <3 by dorothea n fawley wormwood, two traveling circus workers who emergency stopped in abilene.

n u know what. growing up in st. pierre’s traveling circus ws kinda fkn awesome? like ok. besides the fact tht they were homeschooled fr like evr n there were a sparing amt of children 2 socialize with? it ws p cool idk.

it ws kinda like everybody ws their parent n also not at all bc they were all very casual. bt they grew up learning hw 2 maintain the circus (n also like. normal school thingz bt i dnt think kirby hs ever cared abt school like ever) n whenever they hd a show kirby wld facepaint or handle tickets until they were old enough 2 start learning like. the Real fun things. 

fawley hd a lot of his own weird odd little like superstitions n beliefs n practically raised kirby on them like n they dnt rly <3 make a lot of sense. lots of made up philosophy. very much like. nothing defines u. u cn b anything or anyone. n kirby ws like ok cool. n then developed a god complex.

names didnt rly stick 2 kirby when they were a kid like. nothing satisfied them or felt worthy fr them or simply they just. got tired of a name. this isnt related 2 them being nonbinary BUT it did help ease some of the. pressure of exploring gender identity. theyve only hd one name tht stuck genuinely n tht ws magpie n. thts bc everybody hd their own bird name n it felt very. like community. like a role. usually the names they used during performances bt. anyways KFHDSGLKKHL

theyre Kirby bt answers 2 most. neutral nouns.

honestly. they were also a rascal as a youth. ws like. oh. i learned sleight of hand? cool. time 2 pick pockets. wld throw popcorn into the hair of other kids n b like. omggg what was that ... became a mime fr a year. it ws a rigorous training.

now a master of charades. bt anyways. they traveled pretty much weekly, maybe bimonthly n sometimes just pure monthly. there wsn’t an off season fr them, when the colder months came they’d travel south and when summer rolled in they’d go right back up again. it ws easy to switch personas almost daily n just. never reveal ur true self. totally not saying tht’s what kirby did bt thts what they did. it nvr made them lose sight of themselves it ws more like. acting. tricking ppl fr fun. 

anyways all good things come 2 an end and when kirby ws like. 18. they were like hey ur old enough that we cn trust u with fire. we think. n they started 2 learn fire-throwing n like. they were ok at it bt lessons were painfully slow n kirby ws like. i wld b so good at this if i cld do it all the time. n it ws like. hey kirby, chill. u already know a lot of things.

arson tw // u see where this is going. tents are kind of flammable. kirby ws unsupervised. bad decisions all around. circus is aflame. all the animals n all the circus workers got out fine bt like. st. pierre’s ws efficiently out of business. arson end of tw //

n kirby fkn booked it they just. ran. pure fear. nvr looked back which is like super traitorous of them 2 do bt. sometimes they meet up in secret like. sunglasses n all at a coffee shop. not all of them just like. fawley or someone else. theyre like. ur family u cld burn down a thousand circuses n we’d still love u. n kirby is like yeah i know bt i’ve rly committed to the bit now. n they dnt reunite.

anyways. since then kirby hs just been. a traveler. nvr rly staying anywhere fr super long n driving around in their shitty little van tht’d been used as housing back at st. pierre’s.

they’re in irving n theyve been there fr almost. suspiciously long. compared 2 their average stays. when asked abt what they do or why theyre there theyll just. give a vague answer or spin a long tale tht usually involves a burning circus.

theyre staying at uh. abernathy creek rn bc of course they r they fit in so naturally. welcomed with wide arms. might b soul searching rn might b on the hunt fr their birth parents might b just vibing ... whose to say ..

personality & facts.

has a Big personality tht attracts others fr better or fr worse. either super likeable or the most despicable person on the earth. no in betweens. n honestly tht is a talent in itself

has no off button is constantly. spinning tales or performing a dance or getting kicked out of bars fr whatever nonsense reason. 

honestly they prob think tht nothing bad cn ever happen to them even tho like. bad has literally happened 2 them before? love the optimism here. KLFGDLKFSDHGF

acts a bit like u’ve known them fr ur entire life they r oddly warm in tht way bt they themself r so distant tht its like. oh nice ok ...

both honest n yet dishonest like. yes they will hustle u out of ur money bt they will also tell u their opinion straight up. 

probably smart bt they r just like. prime thembo? flowy pirate shirts n cropped tshirts n pants tht r never tight. dresses like they do still work n live at a circus. 

likes 2 instigate things between others n then stand back n just watch it happen while taking like zero accountability. loves a good small town drama. avid milf hunter.

does not hv any faith in the american healthcare system at all n will straight up refuse 2 go 2 a hospital if they get hurt theyre like. i cn do it myself im like practically a professional. they r not a professional. 

bt does hv like. a thing abt apples. fkn loves them. 

uuuhhh cn play instruments bt all very badly. only knows one (1) song tht isnt made up n its wonderwall by oasis. they play it at parties. they expect fr tomatoes to b thrown at them at any given time.

very nimble. agile. granted its frm. learning circus tricks frm a baby age bt they hv impeccable balance n cn sneak up behind anyone without a single noise. uses this 2 their advantage in order 2 scare ppl. chaotic neutral.

loves having the attention on them i wont fk around here. will go to drastic measures to accomplish receiving it. my other muses r capable of taking things srsly bt kirby just. is not. they do not take a single thing srsly they barely even took. st. pierre’s destruction srsly n they caused it. maybe.

likes being able to just. be unknown so the amt tht ppl know abt them is actually very. little. i dnt think they even tell others their last name. sometimes not even their first. just hs so many aliases n nicknames. i know i didnt list any bt thts simply bc Any cld.

probably acts out to compensate fr the. underlying guilt they hv bt thts okay. i mean it isnt bt.

will probably show up if u call them fr help bt they lose interest in people p quickly n r always moving onto the next shiniest person. bt when they do they give them like. all their attention. if u wrong them in this period they will just. ignore it. bt when theyre bored then its like. u werent even friends at all? very odd.

perhaps it is commitment issues bt <3 ya. thts them. they do not claim favorite colors or movies or. most interests. probably bc theyre very very disconnected frm pop culture i think they learn everything thru twitter n google.

i wld not call them a good person bt i also dnt think theyre like evil horrible nasty awful they just. think abt themself a lot more than they think abt others n also refuses to face consequences ever and also .. anyways.

wanted plots.

part of the bird’s nest ;; honorary bird honorary circus member. u hv to be very well regarded by kirby to earn a bird name bt i feel like tht doesnt feel like a lot considering theyve only been here fr like. two weeks KDGDSHKGK. the catch is tht u cn only refer 2 them as magpie frm then forward. 

hand in unlovable hand ;; theres comfort in being terrible ppl together n it may not last bt it doesnt hv to anyways. its just them n the like. vibes. n knowing tht its smth thts nvr gna b long term. cld b anything ur character just hs to be also a little evil. KHDSGFDS

one jester ... wht abt ... TWO jesters .. ;; hoo boy. ooh man. unstoppable force and immovable object combine forces n just become. the worst of the worst. ultimate jokesters. epic pranksters. absolute clowns. chaotic energy unmatched. always nonsense. 

n also ;; ppl they’ve stolen frm, ppl who hv caught them in that act, ppl who’ve maybe seen them in the circus a very long time ago, Found Family Trope, real family shenanigans, kirby just asking everybody if theyre their dad., mortal enemies if they see each other its an instant duel 2 the death, etc.

[aescapisms]

coffee breath - b.barnes

pairing: bucky x reader warnings: language, little angst word count: 1.6k a/n: written for @sunmoonandbucky ‘s  #1.5kconstellationswritingchallenge, based on this song 

pick your poison                                                    

The sound of a mug setting down on the counter top made you reach out for the gun underneath your pillow before you can even open your eyes. 

"Easy there, doll. It's me." You lowered your hands and smiled because you know that voice. The smell of coffee surrounded the apartment and you knew, he was here. 

You opened your eyes slowly as you took in the new apartment that you were in, and true enough, he was there standing behind the counter waiting for the coffee pot. 

You walked up to him, as he poured coffee into the mugs that he had set on the counter. 

"You woke up late. Long night?" He asked as you wrapped your hands around his waist and pressed your head on his back. 

His metal arm caressed your arm, it was cold but made you feel warm at the same time. 

"You know damn well that it was a long night." You muttered, and he chuckled. And somehow everything felt normal. 

"Could you please pass me the cinnamon?" He asked, and you rolled your eyes as you let him go. 

"You know Bucky, I'm trying so hard to not hate you but--" Bucky interrupted you with a kiss. 

"Just shut up and drink your coffee." He says, and you did. 

Bucky sat down at the edge of his bed looking at the picture that he took of you. He remembered the apartment. How the morning coffee smelled across the room. 

"Hey Barnes. We're needed in the conference room." Steve muttered as he knocked on his door. Bucky quickly hid the photograph inside his journal and tucked it away in his shelf. No one knew who you were. What the two of you shared was a short-lived romance but it made him feel like a person again. Like the Bucky before all the shit with HYDRA happened. Putting on his best face, he decided to step outside and follow Steve to where he was needed. 

"There's been a string of fires in New York the past few days." Natasha started off, as she began clicking the remote to show the sites of attack. 

"Those are abandoned buildings, are you sure it's not just because the buildings were old?" Clint asked

"Yeah, why are we called in for that?" 

Bucky was confused as well. Helping people is what they're meant to do but he thought it would be more of on a city scale level. The police already hate them for their 'vigilante' acts what more if they assist on an arson? 

"What's the connection between the places?" Steve asked, Bucky can see that he doesn't share the same sentiments. 

Steve has always craved to fight for justice. Even when he was a skinny little kid who would probably scare people away with his coughs and not with his fists. The arsonists committed a crime, those were the facts and Steve is ready to reel that bastard in. 

"That's the thing. There's really no connection to the places, they're all so random." 

"So how do you know that they're connected?" 

"Because in every place there's a note inside a box strong enough to withstand fire."

Natasha clicked the remote again and the note showed up on the screen. 

"hello avengers" 

It was late at night and the rain was pouring down hard. 

Bucky left for a mission and you've been worried sick because by now he would've already sent you a message. A blank message for 'I'm alive and in the middle of a fight' or a full on message when he could. It was supposed to be sent every hour that he leaves for a mission. And it's been three hours and there was nothing. 

You can't help but think of the worst possible scenario possible so you decided to make coffee with cinnamon. Just how Bucky likes it. 

Another hour passed when Bucky stumbled into your apartment. Bruised up and bleeding.  "Hey doll." were the only words that he managed to get out before collapsing on the sofa. 

When Bucky woke up, Y/N stitched him up, but turns out that their relationship took a blow. And that night Bucky's nightmares came true. 

The news sites called the arsonist, Blaze. Which was a lousy name but it's the same people who called Thanos' snap the Blip. 

"Barnes, you're up." Tony said as he entered the kitchen.

"I thought it was Clint today?" Bucky answered as he stirred his black coffee.

"You're needed in the conference room, it's about Blaze." 

"What about Blaze?" 

"Blaze, targeted an abandoned cafe. This time they left a note for you." 

It's been a long time since a prayer crossed Bucky's lips, but the moment he read the note he muttered a quick prayer because he knows who Blaze was. 

The thunder rumbled, as the raindrops fell on the window pane. 

"Don't sit up quickly. I just stitched you up." Your soft voice sounded like music to Bucky's ears. 

He reached for your hand to kiss it and you just gave him a sad smile. 

"I'm sorry I wasn't able to message you. Jamming signals were all over the place." 

But it wasn't the problem. 

"Bucky, don't you think it's time to quit?" 

He sat up and looked at you, confused. "What do you mean? Quit what? Quit us?" 

"No," you took a deep breath, "Don't you think it's time to quit the Avengers?" 

He was furious. And you knew that, but you were tired of watching him leave not knowing if he would come back alive. 

"I mean, Bucky... everyone knows your story. You've been in war for far too long. You've been brainwashed, hunted down, and even dusted off. The world--" 

"Is what? Better off without me? Is that what you're going to say?" 

"No, you know that's not what i was going to say. Bucky, all i'm saying is--"

"THEN WHAT?"

"Bucky you've got nothing else to prove. The world already forgave you, you should forgive yourself." 

"You talk too much." Bucky said as he grabbed his jacket and placed it over his shoulder.

"Bucky I am tired. You're always leaving."

"Do you think it's easy for me as well? Y/N, it's so fucking hard to leave you knowing the horrors that this city offers. Once people know that i'm seeing you it automatically puts a target on your back. I can't focus on missions because I'm worried about you."

The words, seeing you, echoed inside your mind. Not his girlfriend, not the girl he's dating. Just...seeing. That's how he decided to call your relationship of six months. 

"I make things harder for you, huh." 

"Yes you do." As soon as those words escaped Bucky's mouth he instantly regretted it. "Babe that's not..." But you smiled at him and said "It's okay. A superhero can't be seen dating a normal human after all."

"Babe please..."

But you had already left and the thunder drowned his pleas, while the smell of cinnamon filled the room. 

"Bucky, what does this mean?"  he recalled Natasha asking him a little while ago. The words spelled out, 'coffee, b?' and he immediately thought of you. 

But it can't be you. He had to make sure that it isn't you. So he left without any explanation except the order for everyone to stand down and let him handle this. 

Bucky grabbed his knife as he slowly opened the door. 

The smell of cinnamon surrounded the room, and in the kitchen counter top, there was you. 

"Been trying to get your attention for weeks now, but I keep forgetting that I have to spell things out in order for you to understand it. So hello there lover, did you like my fires?" You smiled as you looked up at im with a coffee mug in your hand and a gun in the other.

The apartment looked the same way it did that night that they broke up. 

"You set all those fires??" 

'They're all abandoned buildings anyway so, no one really cares." You said as you jumped from the counter top. "You want coffee? I added cinnamon, just how you like it. I hated it before, but I quite enjoy it now." 

He can't take cinnamon in his coffee now. 

Cinnamon made him hungry for your lips and even though so many lips have touched his after the two of you broke up, he still craved yours.

Bucky shook his head, "Why did you do that? You're a wanted man now."

"Well, at least I was wanted right?"

That of course was a jab at your previous relationship. Bucky admits that he had his shortcomings in the relationship but he never, not once, did not want you. But he was in no position to argue, he was here on an official business and that's it. You have set fire to all those places and even though no casualties were reported, the city suffered property damages.

"Look, Y/N. I'm going to tell everyone about this."

But you laughed as you made your way towards him making Bucky take a step back. "You're not going to tell anyone about this because if you really were, you would've told them earlier. But you came here alone."

Bucky didn't notice that his back was already up against the wall, "You're still in love with me aren't you?"

And you were right, so fucking right.

"Did you catch Blaze?" Tony asked as soon as Bucky entered the compound.

"No, my hunch was wrong." Bucky muttered. He sensed that everyone was going to ask questions so he just headed straight to his room. 

He looked up at the ceiling with a smile on his face, the taste of cinnamon still lingering on his lips. 

pick your poison  

[glitter-trip]

I reviewed and ranked every song on My Chemical Romance’s sophomore album‘Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge’

I got really bored, so I decided to rank every song on my favorite album of all time and it was really hard because I love all these songs so much. Some should be higher or lower in the ranking, but it was just kinda hard to rank these, so here’s what we’re left with. 

Helena:

Good, but certainly overrated

Beautiful vocals, but no parts that make me feel really intense or stand out. Too fast almost.

The “Goodnight” at the end is the best part

Rank: 1/13

Give ‘Em Hell, Kid:

Intro riff slaps!

“Oh baby here comes the SOUND” i love that

Murder scene dynamic comes through

‘You're BEAUTIFULLLLLL’   you get to scream this part to your friends in the car

Establishes non cis themes

“No way i'm kissing that guy” more non-het themes

Good beginning, amazing ending. Middle is a little bit repetitive tbh, but overall a good song

Rank: 5/13

To the End:

Chills in the whisper

STRONG AF BEGINNING

The buildup is *chef’s kiss*

Fucking iconic

Passionate, loud, this song is solid and it fucking slaps

Parade line foreshadows next album

This shit is beautiful

Rank: 10/13

You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison:

Beautiful intro

Timing and pace is perfect

Gay as fuck and im living for it

Gerard raised the fucking stakes its wonderful

You can feel the insanity, vibes are immaculate

Flows so fucking well its amazing

You can feel the desperation and all the other intense feelings and its fucking beautiful

“DO YOU HAVE THE KEYS TO THE HOTEL CAUSE IM GONNA STRING THIS MOTHER FUCKER ON FIRE FIRE”

The end laugh 

Rank: 13/13

I’m Not Okay (I Promise):

Immediately recognizable intro, basic, but classic

Strays from original storyline, but its a bop, so i'll let it slide

Comforting and shows that its chill to not be popular and shit

Riffs are immaculate. Real wonderful usage of multiple guitarists

Bridge hits so hard

“Trust me.” *chefs kiss*

Rank: 9/13

The Ghost of You:

It feels like a break. Very tired. 

Sad. just really fuckin emotional

You can cry to this song

Prechorus and chorus hit so good

Bridge feels absolutely fucking ethereal

Voclaization before the end chorus/outro is fucking immaculate

Rank: 2/13

The Jetset Life is Gonna Kill You:

Wonderful emo church vibes are established with the organ

About addiction

It all hits so fucking good

“Hotel bella muerrte” that fucking rolled r could kill me

Drums after bridge thooooo

“Oh sugUR” ends wonderful

Rank: 8/13

Interlude:

Slow wonderful gerard voice

Soft guitar, love it. Just like in “Romance”

Should be longer or at least change somewhere. Too consistent. 

Its still lovely tho :)

Rank: 3/13

Thank You for the Venom

Intro is a shock back to life after interlude

I feel like i could commit arson AND get away with it

Gerards voice gives me chills AGAIN

Verses hit and the words resonate theres so much passion

Fast and alive and i feel my heart beating

Chorus is just so MCR

Love the imagery

“Preach all you want, but who’s gonna save me?” love that

Calling the church and society out in the most wonderful way

Ending is rlly good

Rank: 6/13

Hang ‘Em High:

Western vibes 

SCREAMING I LOVE IT

I would willingly break the fuckin law for this man

THE FEELING

SO ALIVE

Wonderful distortion

Rank: 7/13

It’s NOt a Fashion Statement, It’s a Fucking Deathwish:

Solo guitar intro and joining of the other guitar when the words start works so well

The riffs are immaculate

More stellar imagery

Chorus before bridge is wonderful when it kinda stops and its just cymbals

Love how fast the end is

Rank: 4/13

Cemetery Drive:

Tells another part of the story

Vocals and instrumental blend so well

Wonderful use of buildup and break down

“I wont stop dying wont stop lying” the passion.

The yearning. You can feel it. 

This whole song feels so real and genuine

“IS THIS WHAT YOU ALWAYS WANT ME FOR” *Chef’s kiss*

Slaps. 

“Way DOwn’ isnt even repetitive. It works

Everything about this song is amazing

Using way down to fade out is genius

Its so different. This is a breath of fresh air

Rank: 12/13

I Never Told You What I Do for a Living:

Intro isnt as good as others

Lyrics are genius and descriptive and they add so much depth to the story

“IM SO DIRTY BABE!” uuuuuuuuuuh this is sin

I like how some parts are calmer and some are more erratic. 

Its so chaotic. This is art

The break down changes the song so well. Wonderful transition

The story is so beautifully laid out

The emotions are so high its just so raw

So many things going on its just a whirlwind of raw feeling

Best album end ever

Wraps everything up so beautifully

Rank: 11/13

[monochromemedic]

unfinished cause im lazy

Silas chewed on his hot dog, listening to Fallon and Dom argue about whether or not it’d be possible for a vampire to get an erection. Dom was trying everything in his power to get out the stupid conversation that Fallon kept roping him back in. He was sure good at saying the stupidest shit to make him interject again. “So what if they reason that they drink blood, is to replace their own blood like in a sense, and like he could  get the blood back in the dick-” “Shut... no that’s not how it works and that’s not how vampires are said to work!” “Well that’s just the stereotypical version of a vampire what about a real life vampire like it could be so much different!-” “WELL vampires aren’t REAL. SO it doesn’t MATTER.” “IT COULD. THEY COULD BE REAL. You just don’t know I mean where would all of these myths come along about bloodsuckers. There has to be something to it all! There’s so much we don’t know about the world, and I’m not gonna sit here and accept that our world is just normal shitty. If it’s gonna be shitty I wanna see a dragon on a skyscraper AT LEAST when I go out of this world. Anyway back to the vampire penis theory I-” Silas held his arm out, making Fallon bump into him and stop in his tracks. “Do you guys see that?” The other two turned to see a little kid, a boy probably around 6 standing in place, looking around nervously. “The kid? Yeah we’re passing a park.” Fallon huffed, raising a brow as Silas gave a shake of his head. “Well yeah it’s a kid but he looks lost...”  Silas drifted off, starting to walk towards the kid which only made Dom’s eyes widen as he tried to reach for his friend. Fallon looked just as surprised, as soon as he saw Dom’s reaction, realizing how the situation might look. Fallon put his hands on his head and whisper screamed a ‘nooooo’  But it was too late and Silas was alright next to the kid, towering over him in size and muscle. And when Silas opened his mouth and his deep voice rang out into the air, it probably didn’t help. “Hey, you ok buddy?” Silas asked, pausing for a moment before slowly crouching down to be shorter to the kid. The kid nervously looked at Silas, his green eyes watering as he took a step back. “Mm I can’t find my Mom.” his little voice croaked out, hands twisting and playing with his shirt. “Do you want me to help? A little guy like you can’t just be walking around like this, it’s dangerous.” “I’m not little! I’m 6 and a half ok! Bu-but I do wanna see my Mom, I don’t want her to cry.” Silas nodded his head and stood back up, looking around him, back to the other two men that were slowly creeping to Silas, looking around like they were  gonna commit arson in broad daylight. “Where was the last time you saw your Mommy?” “Um... back at the slide.” The kid muttered, pointing to a playground a little while away. “I looked but I can’t find her... I... I...” He began to sniffle which made Silas turn and kneel back down, taking a hand and patting the kid on the shoulder. “No, no, hey don’t cry. I promise we’ll find your mom. And I NEVER lie.” He took a second and thought before smiling “Hey... while we go find your mom do you want a piggy back ride?” His face changed instantly, and his eyes got large. “YES.” Silas gave a huffy laugh before picking the kid up and sitting him down on his shoulders as he turned and started to walk back to the other men. “My name is Silas, but I know that’s a hard name, so you can just call me Sy. And these two are my friends. The blue hair guy is Fallon and the guy in the suit is Dom. We’re gonna help you find your mom, right guys?” He asked giving a little look to the men showing that it was not really a question. Fallon just looked to the ground, kicking the dirt a little while Dom tried to unfurrow the permanent glare from his face. “I well. Y..yes we’ll find your mom.” Dom said with a small cough. “What’s... your name?” “My name’s Sammy.” “That’s a nice name Sammy.” Dom replied in a gentle tone, rolling his shoulders before looking at Silas. “Well let’s go find your mom.” Silas took big strides back to the playground, swerving a little and acting like a plane to make the kid giggle , trying his best to keep everything lighthearted. Fallon kept his hands in his pockets, staring at the two with a stern look. “You got a grudge against the kid? Why are you making faces at him?” Dom asked “I uh... I just don’t got good ties to kids. I don’t know how to act around them.” He gave a shrug as Silas let the kid down off his shoulders, instead taking his hand and walking with him around the playground. “What do you think his mom looks like?” “I mean probably just like a lady.” Dom gave Fallon a glare, opening his mouth to respond but just instead rolled his eyes and walked up to the other two to search. Fallon stayed back, sitting on a swing and rubbing his hands as he waiting for the other two to return with one less party member.