#they’re kinda spooky when you aren’t expecting them

[vitos-pink-shirt]

Ok but what about the first time Vito sees an alligator?

[star-mum]

TWD Pilot Live Star Reaction

.... how long did y’all think it’d take me to actually do this? Be honest !

ALRIGHT LETS GO !

I actually think I have watched the first episode of this before but it was lifetimes ago and all I remember is he wakes up from a coma well into the apocalypse

Fun fact: I was not gonna watch this today but as I was looking for a background show that wasn’t Community of B99 I stumbled upon this (I didn’t know it was still on netflix)

Fun fact 2: both my sister And my dad have watched a SHIT TON of this show, neither of them are caught up but they watched a good amount of seasons

Is that thing gonna explode? I just realized I don’t know WHY he’s in a coma/in the hospital

OH MY GOD THE HORSE !!! NO I REMEMBERED THE HORSE !!!! NOOOOO

Is this already apocalypse time? That’s too many abandoned cars

OOP- oh that dead woman is getting up from that fucking car my dude, I can feel it

Is my tv too low or does the pilot start intensely quiet?

A DEAD ZOMBIE CHILD !! .... i guess all zombies are dead huh

Oh my tv is very quiet hold on

DOES HE NOT WAKE UP IN A HOSPITAL ????

Jon Bernthal is in this ???? Does he die early on ? I feel like tumblr would Not let me ignore the presence of this man in this show

Rick (?) very pretty beautiful man, i know he’ll look like SO HOT with the beard but fresh faced like that he’s just Gorgeous

Oh no wife mention.... wonder who dies in the next scene ?

OH YEAH HE HAS A SON !!! I don’t think he dies early, I’ve seen that mop headed kid around here enough times

Cop 3: says something dumb

Rick: what I think Leon, is you gotta stay focused

🤭 alright damn

WERE THEY EVEN GOING FAST ENOUGH FOR THE CAR TO DO ALL THAT ????

OOOOHHH HE GETS SHOT !! That’s why he’s in coma !!

See if I didn’t know about the timeskip I would’ve been gagged at this scene with the flowers and the beard (that’s on cinematography babieee)

Why his tiddies just out like that? (Yes ik he got shot in the chest, cover them up slut)

Kinda insane the hospital is CRAWLING with zombies tbh, i mean it’s Fucked Up dont get me wrong but there should be so much more

ooooohhhh they’re locked up, okay MY BAD CARRY ON

NOT THE SCARY STAIRS IN THE DARK !!! NOOOOO !! i know zombie shit is automatically some type of horror but I didn’t expect this show to so Spooky Scary

This scene is here to remind me that I’d never want to survive in a zombie apocalypse, amount of flies alone is a no from me

Also sorry but this is an hour long pilot with the least amount of lines/dialogue in existence and it’s INCREDIBLY MOVING AND —> the director said cut and Andrew Lincoln heard Cunt

Lori ? Is his wife not dead ? OH is this the plot where the wife and bf stick together and end up in a relationship while he was gone ???? Isn’t there a plot like that in this show ????

A FATHER !!!! This kid is READY TO FIGHT sksksks good for him

I love when ZA media has their own silly little names for zombie

This man has a wedding ring on ;-; did him and his son watch his wife die ? They did 🤧

IS EVERY ACTOR IN THIS SHOW GONNA SERVE ABSOLUTE CUNT IN THESE EMOTIONAL SCENES ????

DAMN ! Reason 2 why I’d never want to survive in an apocalypse: NOT HOT WATER ??? NO SHOWERS ??? Could not be me, I’m not a camping girlie

If Dwayne dies I’ll commit arson

They’re both dying aren’t they ? Oh god the mom is gonna be upstairs isn’t she? At least inside the house somehow

I didn’t even have any smart ass comments that scene was just fucking sad (the mercy killing + dude trying to mercy kill his wife)

OOOOHHH HES HERE !!! BEST FRIEND JON BERNTHAL AINT DEAD YET !!

I think I remember that older guy in their group, I have a feeling he’s gonna be an asshole and betray us tragically

And I was right about the wife x best friend thing !!!!!

Again, that photo reveal would’ve left me gagged had I not Known

When does Negan show up? Just genuinely curious, I’m pretty sure he is The Worst Man in existence in this show

THE HOOOORSEEEE NOOOO !!! Actually cried a little bit, that scene is fucked up

*encourages Rick to shoot a guy sitting inches away from him* he did not think that one through, and neither did it

“Hey dumbass... yeah you in the tank” ... *very confused* is he hallucinating...?

*recognizes the voice and lets out a gasp* GLENN !!!!

.... I MUST SEE HIM ! GODDAMNIT ! Okay starting ep 2 please wish me luck not to stay up all night

Anyways this is always thank to and specially for my bestie, light of my life @tenpintsofsundrop

[waynes-multiverse]

I-I-I-... I laughed sooooo hard about that whole blindworm bit 🤣🤣🤣 My stomach was legit in stitches. Pretty sure Baby W thought it experienced its first earthquake 😂 Anyways, you wanna talk blindworms? Let’s do this and be super weird about it!

I guess that whole snake vs blindworm comparison is one of those “autobiographical references” authors fancy themselves with. If this were an interview, I’d tell you that snakes, especially the poisonous, bitey kind, scared the shit outta me since I was a little kid because my dad used to tell me spooky stories about them stealing toys. I might have believed those till I was a teenager and asked if if was true, and he started laughing very hard. That’s when I realized he’s an asshole. That snake story was my personal Santa, you might say 😅🙈 Anyways, there were also a lot of blindworms in our region, so on our nature hikes, I’d always jump back and shriek when I saw one until my dad reminded me it’s just a “harmless lizard.” And they actually have teeth! Me writing “toothless blindworm” was just me being extra mean 😝 And it’s not that blindworms aren’t good at surving in the wild and competing with their peers, but they’re still pretty harmless to humans compared to a rattlesnake like Homelander, you know? Not to mention, blindworm Ben would definitely suffer more than a little scratch on his cheek these days if he ever tried to fight a snake again, even though he’s still a strong and fairly big guy, but it’s still easy enough to break him with laser eyes or, you know, a gun...

Now on to these facts and how they fit the story: “biting and wrestling when competing against other males for mates” – Yup, that one checks out. Ben definitely hasn’t lost his bite, especially in competitive situations 😉 “When mating, the female is bitten in the head or neck region” – Hmmm, like amphibian A/B/O? 👀 “Copulation can take several hours” – Oh, he wishes! That one is actually hilarious 😂 “Sometimes females mate with other males later” – Well, reader definitely gets around in that clinic. See above fighting behavior between males for mates for more clues 😆 The two hemipenes and cloaca was probably the death of me, tough! This time it was me that woke the corgi who strutted away, grumbling 😂

Damnit, Rory - stop humming Amy Winehouse’s “Rehab” - wrong song!

I mean, I’ve certainly been there while writing this series... I get it, Rory 🖤 Although the correct song is definitely good! One line in particular always stood out to me: “If I'm a monster then it's 'cause you made 'im” Pretty fitting for SB!

The reader came willingly?

Yup! The idea for her powers came from the second episode of Diabolical actually. It was about some supes also getting a lot of stupid and useless powers (kinda like Hughie or Love Sausage) 😂 Here’s some info on that:

That made me realize that there’s probably tons of people with shit powers out there. After all, not everyone becomes a supe and makes it into the Seven! And while reader’s powers weren’t that stupid, they weren’t that useful either. In fact, she struggled with hurting other people, so no wonder she wanted them gone (like that blonde girl from Yellow Eyes’s psychic kids that accidentally made people’s hearts stop).

They’re not big on nicely-phrased requests, kindness, consent, bodily autonomy…not much of anything save doing things their way, actually

Oh yes! I’d buy that in a second! Was a wee bit obsessed with the MK Ultra project once. That one still blows my mind. Like they did what?!?!? 👀 (PS: Are we allowed to talk about the CIA so openly or should we expect to get murdered now? Hey peeps from the CIA, thanks for reading! 👋)

So she’s a patient, and she gets a gun?

She’s special 🖤 She enjoys a lot of privileges that the others don’t. Technically, she’s not really a patient anymore but also still is a patient. It’s complicated 😜

Pretty sure that comment turned out longer than the prologue, but oh well! I blame you for making me talk about blindworms! 😂 Thanks for reading, love! It was a pleasure like always ❤️

Rehab – Prologue

Series Summary: Thanks to Soldier Boy, the CIA was able to develop Project Bloom under the fierce leadership of Grace Mallory: a final cure to Compound V and a hopeful end to the supe epidemic three years after the explosive incident at Vought. A secret rehab facility in Upstate New York is supposed to help former heroes find their way back to humanity. The catch, though? Soldier Boy has never fucking agreed to any of this shit and is surely not happy about being powerless for the first time in his goddamn long life.

Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x Female!Reader

Warnings: +18, language, general angst

Word Count: 778

A/N: Welcome, friends! I’ve missed writing for Soldier Boy, and I’m so happy to have this dirty, ol’ gramps back. Be aware, tho, that some topics are of a darker nature and it doesn’t necessarily have the happy ending y’all are imagining 😉 That being said, enjoy this prologue and lemme know if you wanna be on the series tag list for this story!

Feedback is my fuel 🖤

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Prologue: rehab

“How are his latest test results?”

“Looking good, ma’am. His body is behaving exactly like we wanted it to. The Compound V is gone from his system after the third dose, and he’s recovering as expected. His vitals look very promising.”

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[phantomrose96]

Fenton Fact

Danny leaned back against the red brick chimney of the Casper High roof, and he looked across the stretch of land rolling far off from the building top. For a place so off-limits, so hidden-away from the normal bustle of the school, the view really wasn’t anything special. Sure, the school was decently tall, but it overlooked the staff parking lot, and the empty Casper High tennis courts, and the back of a strip mall two blocks over with the recently-haunted laundromat.

Not that it mattered. It took more than tall-building-views to impress Danny anyway, even the nice ones. And he wasn’t up here for the view.

Danny let his eyes drift shut.

“Sup loner, room for one more?”

Danny startled, and it wasn’t Sam’s voice specifically that startled him. (He’d grown used to her bursting from his Fenton Phone earpiece during most nightly patrols.) He’d just lulled himself a bit too comfortably into the idea that no other human could follow him to the top of the locked rooftop of the Casper High building.

“Did I just surprise a ghost?” Sam asked. “Should I do it again with a ‘boo’?”

“Haha,” Danny answered with a fake chuckle. He blinked himself back to prickly awareness, drowsiness batted away like dust bunnies, and stared up at Sam. “I’m not surprised. I just wasn’t expecting anyone else to be on the roof. How did you even—”

Sam was a few steps ahead of him. In explanation, she waggled the Fenton-branded grappling hook gripped in hand.

Danny leaned back with a faux-exasperated sigh. “Since when do you even have a grappling hook?”

“Since I told your mom it would be a wildly cool line of gear to add to the Fenton brand.”

“Does this mean my mom now has a grappling hook too?”

“Yes. And your dad. And Jazz. And Tucker.”

“Great. When I go home and all the ceiling fans are torn down I’ll know why.”

A gentle silence lapsed over them, punctuated with the swell of fall wind.

“So…” Sam continued. “Can I sit here?”

“Huh?” Danny looked at her, anchoring his drifting thoughts once more. “Oh, yeah. I thought the ‘yeah’ was implied.” Danny shuffled a bit to the side, back still resting against the chimney. He patted the spot he cleared. “What am I gonna tell you? No?”

“Just making sure.” Sam stowed the grappling hook to the side of her belt and settled into the spot beside Danny, feet outstretched. “In case maybe you wanted some alone time.”

“’Alone time’ isn’t really something I get anymore. I’ve had about a hundred-too-many ghosts crash through my bedroom for that.”

“So why the roof?”

“Roof is more for uh…” Danny twirled his hand, “‘less adoring crowds’ time. ‘Less classmates ogling me’ time. You can stay so long as you don’t ask me to sign anything.”

“I was never interested in the parasocial or capitalistic value of celebrity signatures. Besides, you cross your ‘t’s weird.”

Danny replied with a half-hearted chuckle. His line of sight drifted into the middle-distance again, unfocused.

“Is it getting to be too much?” Sam asked.

“Hmm?” Danny answered, eyes shifting back to her.

Sam gestured broadly, hands and arms outstretched. “You know just. All this. Everything.”

“…Nah.”

Another small silence grew from the cracks in the concrete between them.

“Paulina and Star are looking for you. You know that, right?”

“Oh, are they?”

“Danny. You knew that.”

“Maybe.”

“…And you’re not interested in seeing what they want?”

“I figure Tucker is keeping them busy.”

“You’re unfortunately right.”

“Phantom Phacts?”

“Phantom Phacts.” Sam nodded. “I made him promise to leave out any embarrassing trivia from the trivia section.”

“Thanks for that,” Danny answered. “Is his presentation any good?”

“You think I’ve ever stuck around to hear it?”

“Fair.”

Sam pulled her knees up to her chest, wrapped her arms around her legs and set her chin to her knees, staring forward.

“You’re really not interested in sitting with Star and Paulina for lunch?”

“Not really. Why? Is that bad?”

“No, it’s absolutely great. But I’m…” Sam shrugged, “surprised, I guess. I feel like usually you’d jump at the opportunity. And I kinda don’t think you’re refusing because you’ve suddenly recognized the banality of A-lister status.”

“Maybe that is what happened, you don’t know that. Down with capitalism, Sam.”

“Danny.” Sam tilted a fraction to face him. “I’m worried that this is all too much for you, and you just won’t admit it.”

Danny sat with the silence that followed. “I don’t think it’s too much. I’m just—I dunno. I mean. I’m just not feeling it.”

“…You can admit if it’s overwhelming, Danny. I’ll be the first to shut down ‘Phantom Phacts’ if it is.”

“Nah, nah let Tucker have his fun. He’s not the problem. It’s… I dunno.” Danny pushed himself taller against the chimney, upright now and unslumped. “It’s a little bit overwhelming, I guess, maybe. But it’s kind of what I expected. Maybe even a little easier than I was expecting. I thought I’d be dealing with a lot of Phantom-hate once everyone knew but, I guess that kind of died down a long time before everyone knew.”

“Valerie holding you at gunpoint in the cafeteria wasn’t Phantom-hate?”

“We’ve had a lot of good talks since then, okay?”

Sam let out a quiet laugh. “So then… why aren’t you sitting with the popular kids right now?”

“I just didn’t want to, I guess?”

“And why didn’t you want to?”

“It just didn’t really feel right.”

“Is it because of me?” Sam asked, another side-long glance cast to Danny. “Because you can sit with them. I’ll still make fun of you if you do, but you don’t have to… not sit with them because of me.”

“What? Huh—no. Nah, nah I mean I do care what you think Sam. But I mean if I wanted to be sitting with them then I would so. I mean. You don’t have to worry that it’s you.”

“So then what is it?”

Danny took a moment to answer.

“It’s just… it’s a feeling. I dunno. Like.” Danny spread his arms out. “The invitation is wrong? Or the invitation isn’t actually for me?”

“…The invitation is for Phantom instead?”

Pensive indecision set into Danny’s eyes. “That’s not totally it. Because I mean I AM Phantom. I’m not not me when I’m Phantom. Maybe I trash-talk a little more in ghost form but I’m not… not me. That’s still just me. You know that.”

“Right, yeah, no Danny. It just sounded like that’s what you were saying.” Sam let her legs slide out a few inches. “So what are you saying?”

Danny sat with the question. “When the news first picked up on Phantom, way back when—Inviso-Bill?—that wasn’t really anyone, you know? They made up some spooky icon to make the news about. Which was just like, whatever, not me. I didn’t even take ‘Inviso-Bill’ too personally because that just wasn’t me. And even when I stopped being an enemy and started actually being ‘Danny Phantom’… no one actually got it right, you know? They kind of came up with a character for me. Just some hero. I listen to the news and how they talk about me and I think, even now, I think ‘That isn’t me.’”

Danny pulled his knees in, a mirror to Sam, and stared down into his tattered jean fabric. “And when everyone learned I’m Phantom I guess I kind of expected them to be like ‘Oh it’s Fenton’ and then that fake version of Phantom would go away.” Danny raised his eyes to Sam, far more bothered than before. “…I think the opposite happened. They don’t look at Phantom and think ‘oh it’s Fenton’. They look at Fenton and think ‘oh it’s Phantom.’ I think Danny Fenton got put away. I think the person I was for 14 years doesn’t exist to them anymore. Whoever they invited to lunch isn’t me. He doesn’t exist. But I’m suddenly responsible for him. And it’s not even me.”

Danny paused. “And now I’ve been wondering like… how long until I disappoint them? You know? How long until I do something that makes them angry because I’m not doing the thing they expect ‘Phantom’ to do? How long until they start seeing there’s too much ‘Fenton’ in me and they start to hate me for it all over again? For them to really like me, I don’t think I can be me, and I don’t know how to do that. I don’t know how to be someone who doesn’t just disappoint everyone in the end.”

A long gust of wind swept between them, stealing away the seconds.

“…So now you’re hiding on the roof.”

“It was the easiest solution to my problem.”

“But not a lasting one, if you ever want to get down.” The wind settled, and Sam swept a lock of hair behind her ear. “…Do you care if you disappoint them?”

Danny shrugged. “I. Yeah. I think. I don’t—I don’t think I totally know for certain, but I don’t want to disappoint anyone.”

“Well, you’re not going to disappoint me, or Jazz, or Tucker—and if Tucker does act disappointed over any lost Phantom Phacts ventures I’ll whap him over the head. But I mean, we know who you are. We’re not going to be disappointed realizing you’re not ‘Phantom.’ The worst you can do is land right back where you started.”

“And what if I started acting like ‘Phantom’ instead. Would that disappoint you guys?”

“Do you want to act like ‘Phantom’?”

Danny paused. “…No. Not at all.”

“Then don’t. It’s that simple.” Sam stood, and she stretched until her back popped. “It’s not your responsibility to uphold whatever delusions people project onto you. I won’t hesitate to call them out on it. You know I’m good at being direct, and you know I’m even better at making enemies.”

“I don’t wanna be mean to them though when they’re finally being nice.”

“They’re not being nice, they’re projecting. If their niceness to you is conditional on you fitting to the box they created for you, that’s not nice, that’s manipulation, and it’s exactly the root of my ever-frothing disdain for popularity. It’s always some element about popular people that people latch on to, and they can fit the box that people give them, or they can reject it and find themselves wallowing amongst us outcasts. Don’t do that to yourself, Danny. Don’t live in their chains.” Sam tilted her head to Danny. “You spend all day trapping ghosts into tight little boxes and you can’t even recognize when it’s happening to you. I think you’d be better at spotting this.”

“It’s a cylinder, really. The thermos. It’s a cylinder. And don’t say ‘box’ so much. You might summon company.”

“You just said ‘box’ though.”

“I did say ‘box’.”

“Box.”

“Box.”

Sam laughed, noise trailing light on her lips. “…Feeling any better?”

“A little, I think… I still… I still think I... it's not as easy to just say 'I don't care if I disappoint them.' It's still scary. I don’t want to end up proving them right that they were right to hate me all along.”

“Are the opinions of Dash Baxter really the ones to be holding on a pedestal? Is his opinion of you really more important than what you think of yourself? You’ve been through this with the A-listers already. Don’t torture yourself again just because the door is wide open. I promise you Danny, it won’t make you happy.”

“So I should just do whatever makes me happy?”

“Every time.” Sam nodded.

"Even if I'm a total disappointing loser?"

"All the better."

"Even if I blow any chance I have with Paulina out the window?"

“Wouldn't have it any other way. Got any idea what you intend to say to her when she finds you?”

Danny paused. He pushed himself standing. “Maybe I could talk her ear off about NASA until she gets bored of me?”

“Excellent. Can I join? I have a lot to say about SpaceX and private capital encroaching on space exploration.”

“Does that apply to me? I’ve been to space. Am I private capital?”

“You’re not private capital.”

“Then what am I?”

“Annoying.” Sam locked arms with Danny, and dragged him along forward, her combat boots clunking against the rooftop. “And my friend. Come on. I’ll brief you on everything wrong with privately-owned space exploration while we’re rappelling down the side of the building with my sick and cool as hell grappling hook.”

“I can fly.”

“And I have a sick grappling hook. What’s your point.”

“It’s probably called a ‘Fenton Hook.’”

“Is that a Phantom Phact?”

Danny shook his head, and a smile pulled on his lips. “Nah. I think it’s a Fenton Fact.”

[prof-peach]

What would make a good ghost-type starter? My kid's about to turn ten and REALLY wants a Gastly. I think it's because the Ecruteak Gym Leader, Morty, and his Gengar are like, her childhood heroes. She says she even wants to be a ghost-type specialist. Honestly though, I'm kinda reluctant. I mean, you've heard the rumors about ghost-types and children, right?

Your concern as a parent is wholesome, and I can understand your reluctance to dishing out a ghost Pokemon without further investigation first, so let’s put some rumours to bed here.

The dex entries often depict ghost types and tricky, scary, wild and sometimes even dangerous, stealing children away, being living grudges, turning lost kids to Pokemon, and being overall hard to handle, often somewhat lacking in empathy even.

This is what a dex does, it’s built for kids, it’s information is out there to inspire kids to find intrigue in species that are overlooked. When your little, you make up stories, as a parent I’m sure you know, some of those stories your kids tell you seem actually terrifying, horrific, some kids love to indulge in the creepy, the unusual. It’s not to be feared, it’s to be celebrated. The dex is an exaggeration, a base for further learning, and often the gateway to kids wanting to know more. There is a fatal downside, their entries and statements about some species can be unnerving to a regular adult. We are fearful, we see this potentially spooky dangerous thing and of course we want to protect the family from that. But the info given is often a 1% (at most) chance occurrence.

Phantump? They aren’t born of lost kids in the woods. You ask any breeder worth their salt, and they’ll tell you they’ve seen those Pokemon hatch from eggs like everything else.

Drifloon, tries to steal kids apparently? Nah, they’re lighter than air, most of their movements just simply look that way, but it’s usually the wind pushing their bodies about. They’re actually very kind pokemon.

What else, oh, Banette. Born of a discarded toy with an eternal grudge? Haha nope. They aren’t all made that way, at all, many evolve to be perfectly happy healthy Pokemon with a lot of love for their trainers.

The dex focuses in on the unusual, the extraordinary, the facts that statistically will interest their target demographic most, and kids have way less fear than us. Look at yours. She’s been exposed to the same stuff you have, yet she’s not hesitant to want a ghost type, she’s not afraid, not learnt that fear yet, which is an incredibly good thing.

On the very unusual case where a ghost type is like their dex entry, it’s usually captured, aided, and rereleased in a secure location, away from those who could get hurt by it.

Ghost Pokemon do not hatch with a choice of body, a choice of type, or a set of rules to follow. Just like us, they learn and amble through their life trying to find satisfaction, friends, work, family, love and kindness, and to figure out how they fit in it all. They’re highly complex and empathetic Pokemon, often treated differently because of what they are, rather than who they are. When they find people and Pokemon who don’t treat them with hostility and unkindness, they will spend their life with them, they will give everything for them, protecting their loved ones with the ferocity other species can’t muster.

I for one think that as long as your kid knows what to expect, and is responsible and reliable in caring for a Pokemon, then perhaps it’s a good time to start looking. A ghastly is a perfectly fine starter, they have low care requirements, snacking occasionally, but feeding mostly from places of reflection or worship.

You know why ghost types always hang around graves? It’s how they feed. When people reflect, they produce a certain kind of energy, it is not something you can measure easily, or see, but a ghost Pokemon can sense it. They have learnt to live off the energy people expend reflecting, and the most common accessible place to get this for a ghost type, is graves. They also frequent places of worship, monuments beloved by locals, and buildings that once housed a lot of love. You can tell when an abandoned house had something truly terrible happen in it, not even the ghosts will feed there. The energy is bitter to them, and many don’t care for it.

To help your kid, set up a place within the house where you, your family, your other Pokemon, can go to reflect. Some people build this space around the telephone, or computer. When thinking of, or talking to distant loved ones, the same energy is produced, so at home the ghost type can snack and not run low on energy. It’s a nice modern day adaption that’s makes caring for ghost much easier thankfully. Spending 10-20 minutes every other day in the reflection zone will feed the ghost, but will not drain you or your kid. They do not eat up a lot from us, nothing we haven’t already expended.

Along with this, be aware that the ghost line can be somewhat nocturnal, so setting up a regular bedtime might be a little tricky, so that the Pokemon is accounted for, but also so the kids not out all night, that’s not safe at all. Sunset seems to be their peak active hour on average, long shadows mean they can jump around fast between dark patches, a trick ghost show off regularly.

If you are worried, try to make time to go out with your kid and their partner, to a park or maybe a more central street that’s well lit, so they can practice and be trainers in a safe environment. I can totally get not wanting them out in the dark alone, safety always comes first.

What else. She’ll probably have to start carrying an umbrella around. Ghastly aren’t too keen on suuuuper bright light, midday is not easy for them, but some do not want to sit in the pokeball while their trainer is up and awake, they want to play and be around them. An umbrella means they can get some shade no matter the time of day, and have some freedom to move about even in harsh sunlight. Too long in the sun will drain them of energy, and they’ll need to rest and sleep it off, recharge at the reflection station at home, or go spend an hour in a churchyard or something.

They eat most things and sleep anywhere, so there’s not a huge amount of specialist items to be bought for the home. Test different flavours on them, and try to find a ghastly that has a temperament that’ll get along with your whole family. You should definitely check out local adoption centres, they are in undated with ghost types this time of year. People hand them in for all sorts of reasons.

Little tip, if you bring Morty spicy baked goods, like chilli cheese bread or something, he’s more inclined to help you. He hangs out near the burnt tower a lot with his team, and takes trips to the local food festivals too, so if you notice an advert for one, see if you can catch the guy there. He’s reluctant to take on students, but if your kid turns up with a ghastly, and (from what I can assume) and overabundance of energy for Pokemon, plus a spicy treat, the guy melts a little and you can ask questions or request a little time for your kid to get some tips and tricks from a professional gym leader. I think it’d be interesting to investigate at the least, sounds like he’s the closest link between her and the Pokemon she so desperately loves. Plus how cool would that be for her? Gets to talk to her childhood hero. Kind of cool.

As a parent, I advise you get some cleanse tags too. There may be rooms you don’t want them entering, or items you don’t want them messing with (knives/power tools ect) , placing a cleanse tag on each wall, or on the items, will stop them interacting with them, so you can sit knowing things are safe for the Pokemon and your family.

In short, don’t knock the ghost types, they’re just as important, kind and loving as any other Pokemon. I’m not saying naughty troublesome ones don’t exist, but chances are you’ll find one that’s a great match for your family. Thank you for asking questions and not jumping to just get a Pokemon ASAP, you’d be surprised how few people do their homework before inviting in a new Pokemon to the home.

[megslovesbooks]

Well. I'm not going to get this little ghost story finished tonight, I'm feeling kinda bad so it's going to have to wait, which sucks because I really wanted to post something fun for spooky day. Alas. As an apology a new snippet. Hopefully I can finish it in the next day or two.

Hope you are all having a good spooky time.

“I think there’s a clearing at the top of this next ridge. Maybe we could see better from there.” Cara says, staring off toward the summit maybe half a mile above them, her gaze is focused on something specific, but when Eddie looks all he can see is a hazy wash of trees. It's as good a plan as any though, so he just nods and pushes away from the tree on unsteady legs. It's probably not the best plan, his head still swims and there’s a dull fire in his side that tells him something is wrong beyond bruises, but he still isn’t really sure how Cara is doing and if she’s bleeding internally and he can’t get her help she’ll die. They both might. 

“We better hurry.”  He says, keenly aware of how fast the light is leaving. 

The first few hundred yards are something like OK. The next are harder. The terrain is beginning to slope steeply upward and Eddie can feel his body threatening to quit even though they’re still so far from their goal, his breath coming in painful ragged gasps. Cara is silent, which worries him. Even though she seems to be managing far better than he is, her face is passive and the lines of her body seem relaxed. Still, he should get her talking, make sure he knows what’s going on with her.

“Where were you going today? Before our detour?” He means it like a joke but it just comes out like a wheeze. Cara glances over at him, confusion pulling her brows together. 

“Going?” She asks and Eddie feels a wrongness begin to creep up the back of his neck, but he’s not sure if it's for him or her. 

“Yeah, in the car.” He says around another labored breath “Were you driving to work or school or–”

“Oh.”  She says vaguely, and that sense of wrong flairs hot, “The car–”

“It's alright.” He says, worry and nausea waring in his gut, “You don’t have to tell me.”

“I was going to my mom’s” Cara says, and the strange timber of her voice is gone. “I have a long weekend off school and promised I’d come visit. We’ve been…clashing a bit lately. It seemed like a good chance to clear the air.” She pauses for a moment and then adds “I’m all she’s got.” 

The words stab something hot and painful through his chest. 

“Yeah.”  He says, then has to clear his throat. “I know that feeling.”

“Only child?” She asks. He’s too busy watching his feet over this patch of uneven terrain to look at her. The agony in his body is beginning to ebb. It doesn't feel like a win. 

“No. Two sisters. But my kid is, and he lost his mother a few years ago, so I’m all he’s got.” 

They’re old words, spoken and thought so many times he knows the shape of them by heart, but they aren’t true are they? Maybe they’ve never been true…not really, but now…now…well now his son is surrounded by more love than Eddie knows what to do with, Pepa, and Carla, and Karen and Hen and Bobby and Athena and Chimney and Maddie. May and Linda and his school friends and their parents and his teachers. Eddie’s parents and his sisters, who he may not always see eye to eye with, but who he knows would move heaven and earth for his son if they had too. And Buck Buck who has given and given and given. Buck who has put his actual body between Chris and harm, who loves Eddie’s son like his own and never expects any recognition for the things he sacrifices for him over and over again. Buck who’s name is typed neatly on the legal paperwork tucked carefully in the middle drawer of Eddie’s desk, who will fight for Christopher until his last breath. No. Eddie isn’t all his son has. It's the other way round, isn’t it…

“Eddie?” Cara’s voice seems to come from too far away, as if they’re on different tiny boats and are drifting apart on the tide. He blinks, realizes he’s stopped moving and is leaning heavily against one of the Gray Pines that cover the mountain side in droves. 

“Yeah,”  He says, the word is far shakier than he’d like, and the severity of their situation is really, truly beginning to settle over him.

[there-are-many-ways-to-smile]

On reddit someone asked of Ashley and Emily are friends, and I thought this comment was interesting.

"They really did seem like friends until the bite fiasco happened. We see Ashley attempt to give Emily the benefit of the doubt as well as reassure Matt if she allows him to see Rmily and Mike talk. Emily shows concern for Ash as well as Chris when she and Matt runs into them after Josh’s apparent death. Ashley helps Sam bring Emily in after her escape from the mines. When the stranger walks in Emily can be seen with her hand on Ashley’s back, gently sitting her down. Emily is thankful to see Chris, Ash, and Mike if Chris lived outside or if Chris died she embraces Ashley and feels terrible about what happened.

Then Ashley suddenly freaks over one of the many injuries on Emily. I get that she is scared and panicked but goddamn would she calm down. One thing that makes me dislike Ashley for this is that she causes panic and stokes the fears of the others and leaves them questioning what was really said. She claims the stranger said they turn from eating each other. Not only does that not make sense but it’s not what he told them. Was she not paying attention? The stranger said a person has to commit cannibalism. That is completely different. Naturally everyone else, even Sam, starts questioning what was told to them. There was no reason to jump to that conclusion. The idea of giving Em the boot is Mike’s who’s also a pos in that scene, but the way Ashley hops on it is just gross. She starts treating Emily like a dirty animal. A rabid dog yelling at her to get lost. Aren’t they supposed to be friends?

Emily hasn’t done or said a bad thing to or about Ashley before this point. The hostility was crazy. And yes, her relationship with Mike drops to 0 if he murders Em, but if Mike doesn't execute Emily, Sam says he did the right thing. Ashley with a very bitter tone says “I hope you did”. That rubs me the wrong way the way she says that. The way she moves after Mike leaves is crazy spooky too lol. Idk I’ve seen a few people get weirded out at her movements during that part 😅.

The worst part of all of it tho is definitely when she considers hiding the truth to save face(haha) regardless of whether Emily was killed. Lying will drop her relationship with Sam to 0. That says a lot. There’s honestly no win for Ashley here. It’s either have Sam lose respect for her or have Emily hate her forever. If Ash does reveal the truth, she does seem to be really sorry about what just happened. Emily tho is furious and is well within her right to be so. She was nearly murdered by her friends and expect warm fuzzies? No way. Sam tries to diffuse things but fucks off probably realizing there’s no saving this relationship lol.

Emily tells Ash there’s no excuse to be made and she’s right. Ashley could have just listened to the stranger’s words clearly for starters. And the way she treated Emily for that brief moment was awful. No excuse. Emily walks away from her and Ash gets close again trying to tell Emily to understand. That’s when she loses it and strikes her down with one of the most iconic lines from the game. And can we talk about how if Emily is murdered, no one thinks to place her in a more dignified position😅?

Like can y’all close the EYE and mouth of your friend? Maybe lay her down on her back, cross her arms. Do something! Disrespectful leaving her slumped like that. Honestly a few deaths feels kinda odd, not just that one. Like how no one mentions Ashley’s random disappearance or Emily always act as if Matt never falls off the cliff instead defaulting to the tower collapse. Anyways, back on topic lol.

When they’re all running from the wendigos that Mike freed, the dumbass. Emily shoves Ashley which may be the worst thing she does because before then Emily never does anything evil like that. Like, ever. Some people pretend she does but she doesn’t. I don’t think this move was an attempt at Ashley’s life though. I really don’t think so. Do I still view it as a petty, vindictive, heinous act? As much as I love Em, yes. To me this feels like “you caused my life to be endangered so consider this payback”.

In short, they did seemed to be friends with no issue with one another but that ended when Ashley’s stupidity and hysteria nearly got Emily murdered." Written by a reddit user.

[cipheramnesia]

A friend is looking for woman-centric horror movies that are scary without jumpscares, and that don’t contain sexual violence. I thought you might be the person to ask? :)

I can make recommendations for sure, but I’m less certain about jump scares because they’re so common, and hard for me to rate/remember.

Underwater - super good, tense, underwater survival / monster movie, I remember it being light on jump scares, heavy on Kristen Stewart looking hot as fuck and wearing undersea power armor.

Gretel & Hansel - a very slow burn, spooky, and intense movie full of luscious color and surreal imagery. Easily one of my top movies of all time. I think it should be seen by everyone because it’s almost unique and needs to be seen as a sort of art for the soul.

Company of Wolves - a fairy tale in a dream in a fairy tale etc. Very, very surreal kind of psychosexual meditation on Red Riding Hood. Also should be viewed more like a painting than a movie per se. Very weird.

You’re Next - Want an awesome, kick ass protagonist? This is the one. Flips the home invasion type movie on its head. My favorite of several similar movies: Hush (less ass kicking, still very good) and Ready or Not (more polished and supernatural).

Crawl - woman vs lots of gators, but also has a fair large amount of jump scares.

Anna and the Apocalypse - zombie musical, but if you’re expecting that means it will be Sean of the Dead, it is not. Quite a bit more grim than expected.

Happy Death Day - has some jump scares but a personal favorite of mine. Think “slasher meets Groundhog Day” and you have a sense of it, but it’s a wonderful movie about redemption.

Night of the Comet - A truly strange ride, definitely a few jump scares but worth it because it’s the 80s! It’s gamer girls! Machine guns in malls! This veers wildly between being serious and funny and ends up being very compelling overall. It’s an oft overlooked treasure.

Excision - So... this movie could very much traumatize a person. I’m including it because the sheer level of psychological violence it inflicted on me was impressive, an amazing accomplishment. I don’t want to potentially spoil it but lets say there’s a lot of sexuality and one major death that is viscerally upsetting. No jump scares though.

May - Not quite as horrific as Excision but it definitely did me some harm. I only watch it when I want to feel hurt by someone else who is very hurt emotionally.

Lords of Salem - a Rob Zombie movie but don’t let that turn you off. It’s probably his least grisly work, much more in line with the style of Kubrick or such. Gorgeous and meditative.

All Cheerleaders Die - is my all time current wlw horror fave. Cheerleaders come back from the dead via the power of love. Very gory, deserves a sequel.

Book of Monsters - is my second favorite wlw horror movie, also very gory, very low budget, but you know they’re trying - and lesbians right? Probably has some jump scares.

Assassination Nation - is kinda like the Purge series if it happened just in one small town. It has a lot of intense, triggery stuff so like... actually pay attention to the bits of the initial tw the film gives you and nope out if you know them. Also has my favorite to date trans character played by trans actress.

Tragedy Girls - best friends who slay together stay together right? I find this movie totally fuckin adorable and no WAY those girls aren’t queer.

Final Girl - not the same as The Final Girls, focuses on a girl trained to specifically hunt and kill serial slashers and her first night out.

Patchwork - A super gory and fun movie about what happens when three women share one undead revenge-seeking body. Worth it for the frathouse scene alone, godsssss.

Revenge - is a movie by a woman taking on the “assault victim gets revenge trope.” It doesn’t make the sexual assault graphic but... that’s there. Lots and lots of blood here, not so much jump scares.

[ponds-of-ink]

Sounds interesting:D what you got so far for it

Do you mean the Fazbear Frights/Tales from the Pizzaplex fan story I had in mind for Scraptrap? Well, if you do, I’ve only got a rough synopsis and a couple of actually-written snippets. A “proof of concept”, I guess.

If I had to do something like those Tales From/Fazbear Frights blurbs to start, here’s what I’d put. I’ll put the rest under a “Keep Reading” section, just so the post doesn’t get too long for anyone not interested.

“…After a school trip to a local Fazbear Museum leads to a recreated animatronic going missing, Oliver realizes that not all things are what they seem…”

Yeah, it got kinda vague at the end but I guess it matches the actual stories. 🤷🏻‍♀️ Again, don’t expect too much spooky stuff but at least it might fit the Tales From the Pizzaplex brand if I could figure out a few tweaks.

Anyway, it starts up with this small-town FNAF fanboy Oliver going with his friends to this aforementioned Fazbear Museum on a school trip. You’d think it’d be high-end but I’m pretty sure its quality is more like some actual small town attraction and not like the Smithsonian. Fun, educational, but maybe a bit… hokey? Old-fashioned? The only thing that’s probably modern are these pretty neat replicas of animatronics thanks to what’s left of Fazbear’s Delivery Service and a couple of extra donations from the company.

So Oliver’s enjoying the exhibits when he stumbles into this FNAF 6 section. Or, as the Museum calls it, “Salvaging the Rest” section. This mishmash of what hasn’t been solved, in-verse. That includes one animatronic that sets some negative emotions off in Oliver…

“…Oliver peered up at the replica animatronic. Though the sign told him it was supposed to be worn down, something about it made him shiver with disgust. Maybe it was the proportions that were just off enough. Maybe it was the buck teeth set with sharp edged metal. It could have even been the eerily shining eyes that only looked good in shadows. Whatever the real cause was, it left him shaking his head rather than trembling in fear. ‘Whoever dug you up should’ve tossed you back into the dumpster,’ murmured the boy as he turned to leave. ‘You’re not a scary monster, you’re a…’ His voice trailed as he thought. What should he call this freak of machinery? A mistake? A misshapen clown? ‘Maybe the gang can help me with some ideas on what to call this thing,’ he murmured to himself before catching up with the rest of the group…”

Yup, it’s Scraptrap. Err, well, a replica reconstructed from what security footage was left. Anyway, Oliver meets up with his friends and they discuss this weird bunny thing. They conclude on calling this guy “Peanut Skull” and decide to dismiss him as a poor-man’s Springtrap… A few feet away from the very thing they’re talking about.

Understandably for this timeline, Oliver’s parents show their concern when Oliver returns and tells them about this robot. They explain to him that, replica of an animatronic or not, he’ll have to apologize for all the mean things he said. They don’t want him to be another of those Fazbear-related freak accidents, after all. Begrudgingly, Oliver agrees. He decides to go later that night, just to save face.

“…Oliver found himself once again outside the Fazbear Museum. He swallowed his saliva as he knocked on the door. ‘I can’t believe I have to do this,’ he pondered, his eyes fixed on a light turned on inside. ‘All for a stupid apology.’

As quick as Fazbear’s infamous ability to lie on the spot, the door unlocked and opened halfway. On the other side was a disheveled night guard with flashlight in hand. ‘You’re that Thomas boy, aren’t ya?’ he asked, brushing back with curly black hair. ‘Oscar Thomas?’

‘It’s actually Oliver,’ the teen corrected, trying to sound offended.

‘Oliver, right,’ the night guard chuckled shakily. ‘Listen, kid, I’d hate to chase you out, but there’s been some sketchy stuff going on tonight.’

‘What kind of sketchy stuff?’

The night guard shuffled his feet. ‘I know from Molly that you didn’t care for him that much,’ he began with an eye roll. ‘But one of the robots from the Salvaging Exhibit’s gone missing. Ol’ “Peanut Skull”, as you and your friends call him. Guess he heard what you said and wasn’t too happy.’

‘B-But there’s no way he could’ve heard us,’ Oliver stammered. ‘He’s just a replica!’

“I was joking, kid,” the night guard replied weakly. “But, given the history of this business, it shouldn’t surprise me. Or you, really.” He lowered his flashlight and tapped his foot. ‘Maybe I should let you inside,’ he resumed thoughtfully. ‘Your presence might be able to draw him out.’

‘Fine, I guess,’ Oliver groaned. ‘But I’m not going to apologize.’ …”

Thing is, he doesn’t even get to apologize. By the time he’s in there, Scraptrap’s gone. And the strangest part is that a couple of other items disappeared with him. A few clothing items from the gift shop, some small gadget from one exhibit, and even a couple of random office supplies like a stapler or a sharpie. Left to conclude that someone broke in by sneaking through the back door, the staff dismiss Oliver and tell him not to worry about it.

During the next school day, Oliver and his friends chat about the incident. A couple tauntingly warn Oliver that “Peanut Skull’s out to get him”, but he tells them that some low-tier bandit just stole the thing since it must’ve been pretty light… Well, for an animatronic.

Months pass and everything seems to be back to normal, all things considered. The Museum has a temporary exhibit done up while investigations keep going, Oliver does pretty well in school, and no other incidents have come up. All in all, a quiet time for a quiet town…

That is, until a few weeks before Summer Break. Turns out that there’s a new janitor for Oliver’s school, since the last guy retired. Rumors spring up that this new hire must’ve stolen Scraptrap, since he looks like the kind of person who’d break into a museum for kicks. Being curious (and still lowkey deep into his hatred for Scraptrap), Oliver decides to investigate.

Oliver meets this guy (only known as “Walleye Wally”, due to his eye color) and they chat. Oliver explains the situation, and Wally laughs about the idea of hauling a bulky animatronic out the door. You see, he can’t really do much except cleaning due to a few health conditions. Kinda weak eyesight, bad arm, poor stamina… Definitely not one fit for a robbery of that type. Oliver, frustrated about the implications, starts to throw a fit about Scraptrap possibly haunting him— if not, more indirectly than most. This strikes up a conversation between the two, and they become decent acquaintances… Oliver getting weird pangs of nausea every time he looks at Wally directly aside.

To make a long post shorter, they grow a bit of a bond over the course of the remaining weeks. Like an older brother, younger brother thing maybe. Unfortunately, Oliver starts also to get hallucinations of Scraptrap lurking around right as he leaves school for the day. He tells Wally about this a few afternoons in, and Wally starts to panic a bit. They have one final chat before he flees the scene, leaving Oliver more confused than anything. The day after (also the day right before School Break), it’s announced that Wally has resigned due to his overall health worsening.

Upset by this news, Oliver goes home to sulk. His mom suggests that maybe he should go back to the Museum sometime to cheer himself up, since Wally’s clearly not well enough to receive visits. Oliver gives in and goes back, now kinda hoping Scraptrap’s there. Because, y’know, that robot was how him and his new pal met.

So, he goes the first chance he gets. And whaddya know! The museum staff finally found Scraptrap in the back alley! The only thing is, as our unnamed night guard from the second excerpt explains, it’s now low on power. And, somehow, it’s wearing one of the stolen shirts with an illusion disk stapled on it. Oliver puts two and two together, asks the night guard where Scraptrap is, and runs to a maintenance room.

Oliver enters in, sees Scraptrap, and taps the illusion disk. The replica changes form to reveal Wally snoozing away, the disk itself now looking like a grungy name tag.

And I guess I’ll leave it there, since this post is long enough. Sorry about getting carried away, but the basic outline’s been on my mind for a while. I was actually going to let the Scraptrap Replica pretend to be a fellow school kid, but I realized just today that a janitor might work for his disguise in the long run. 🤷🏻‍♀️

(Hey, if anyone can figure out what this entire story was inspired by, I’ll give you a cookie emoji. Hint: It is a FNAF video)

[nanyoky]

@essayofthoughts asked for:

"Perc'ahlia babe and also Vaxleth and Pikelan"

Mwahahaha...

Perc'ahlia:

Who’s the messiest one: I mean it depends. Cuz Percy has a place for every little thing. But when he's mid project it tends to turn into organized chaos. Vex may occasionally leave things lying around if she's tired or distracted.

Who feels the most uncomfortable about PDA: definitely Percy, but it's less uncomfortable and more "easily flustered." Like it's just something he's accepted. Vex gunna smooch. Percy gunna blush.

Who’s the funniest drunk: Percy. Cuz he has the same attitude, but he's struggling to take off his socks for bed like "what a- a- idiotic invenshuhh..... Fucking.... Stuplid..... Imma make em better... Make... Sock....better...." While Vex is equally drunk but still doing her four step skincare routine like "yes dear"

Who texts the most: probably Vex. Anything between conversational back and forth, long rambling but deep trains of thought and "LOOK AT THIS DOG I MET"

Who has the most embarrassing taste in music: hmm probably Percy but only in like a "parody of himself" kinda way. Nothing but a mix of chamber orchestra and emo music. Which aren't all that bad on their own, but he is a hashtag Byronic Posh Boi and so of COURSE that's all he listens to. Vex has cool(tm) tastes in music. Even if a song or artist wasn't cool (tm) before, it becomes cool(tm) once she likes it.

Who reads the most: I mean Percy. Not that Vex doesn't read, but he big nerd.

Who’s better with kids: ooo boy that's A QUESTION for some canonical parents, huh? I'm going to say Percy, just because I feel like Vex is a parent who can get overwhelmed sometimes and not know how to handle needy kids when she's running on empty (feel like I should say this does not make a person a bad parent- just that as a kid it's hard to understand that adults get tired). Meanwhile Percy has a natural tone that suggests what he's saying is fact, so if he's too tired for high energy toddlers he's just like "sitting by the fire drinking tea is a very fun game" and the bbs just climb into his lap like "you're right being quiet and snuggly is very fun" while Vex watches like "HOW."

Who’s the one that fixes things around the house: Percy's a good good tinker boi

Who’s got the weirdest hobby: listen one of them invented firearms and the other has a pet bear it's a toss up.

Who cooks and who cleans up: Both are what you might call... Functional cooks. Nothing to write home about, but they get the job done. But Percy excels more at baking (structured, exacting) and Vex is better at more loosely defined things like soups and sauces. Cleaning up is a duo activity and a nice part of their evening wind down.

Vaxleth:

Who’s the messiest one: deffo Keyleth. Houston we have a hoarder. She gets emotionally attached to everything, and saves up little bits and bobs of things for crafting and home diy projects all the time.

Who feels the most uncomfortable about PDA: probably Keyleth, but it's in like- the most Social Anxiety way possible. It's not so much that she's uncomfortable, it's that she gets worried that being snuggly or kissing will make others uncomfortable.

Who’s the funniest drunk: oh that's a hard one. Cuz we've seen them both be high quality drunks, (ie day drinking queen and "heterosexuality is fake and magic is just the fucking best????????"). I'd say Vax because I feel like he's more likely to insist he's not that drunk and doesn't need anyone to look after him, and therefore will get into more shananigans/flirt more

Who texts the most: another toughie. Probably Vax, in a similar style to Vex.

Who has the most embarrassing taste in music: they both have the same issue as Percy, in that their tastes are just a parody of themselves. Vax has three categories of favorite music: sad emo boy, sexy alt boy, and rebellious 90s girl. And then Keyleth is just unironically into the softest cheesiest music you've ever heard on the soundtrack to a chick flick. We're talking Jewel here, folks. Also retro oldies cuz Homeschooled Vibes. I'm going to say Vax tho, cuz he's the one who gets emotional about it, while Keyleth is just a casual listener. And he listens to more of her music than she does his. She'll send him the Live at the Troubadour recording of Kelly Clarkson's Sober and he responds back like "??? Why would you send me this??? At 10am on a Tuesday??? When I have things to do??? Now I'm crying on the bus?????" And she's just "glad you liked it! :D"

Who reads the most: probably Vax. He gets deep into reading in attempts to find less self destructive ways of getting out of his head.

Who’s better with kids: hm I'm gunna say Vax on this one because Keyleth has a tendency to try too hard with everyone and was also an only child who was forced into very structured time while growing up cuz expectations. Vax has more clear memories of actually just being a kid when the twins were with their mom, so he can relate easier. That being said they're both pretty good, as we see with that kid Simon, a scene that will HAUNT ME FOREVER.

Who’s the one that fixes things around the house: def keyleth. DIY queen. Vax just gets frustrated and is like "let's just buy a new one"

Who’s got the weirdest hobby: hmmm. Keyleth has A LOT of hobbies, but Vax def will do parkour, just cuz. Like he may have started back when he was still kind of a criminal, but now he doesn't have a practical excuse and he doesn't even like- record it or anything so there's no point to it. He just sees urban environments and goes "gotta jump. Gotta climb. Just gotta."

Who cooks and who cleans up: Keyleth has got prep on lock. Gardening. Hunting and trapping. Gathering. Cleaning and dressing and chopping. She's got this. It's adding fire to things where she starts having trouble. Vax picks things up from there just fine though, and covers dishes and such on the back end.

Pikelan:

Who’s the messiest one: Pike. Pike. Pike. Having a perma-home at last means she gets comfy, which means you can usually not see the bedroom floor. Scanlan is scandalized.

Who’s the one that fixes things around the house: Scanlan tries. He likes the idea of being helpful with domestic stuff and not just a goofus who's just around for the fun parts of being together. Unfortunately he's never really lived anywhere long enough to get good at household repair, and it takes him way too long to do anything. Pike is pretty handy, but gets so busy that she'll just put up with something being broken for weeks. Best case scenario is Pike shows Scanlan how to do something so the next time he can do it himself and feel accomplished and she can come home to things being fixed and give him smooches and coo over him being a handyman.

Who's the funniest drunk? Pike. "I'M TRYING TO STEALTH."

Who feels the most uncomfortable about PDA: it may shock people, but Scanlan has the same "once it's serious I get bashful" disease as Vax. Pike will absolutely give his bootie a tap in line at the grocery store and he just goes bright red. He tries to laugh it off like he's still the smarmy mess everyone knows, but she teases him endlessly about it.

Who texts the most: Scanlan is an absolute "good morning," "thinking of you," "how was your day," and "goodnight" text person before they live together. After they move in together it's just text versions of his cover songs about his love for her and dank memes.

Who has the most embarrassing taste in music: we know it's Scanlan. We've heard his cover tracks. Pike has similar cool(tm) tastes as Vex.

Who reads the most: Pike is probably someone who's always on the move, so she's more an audiobook person. But Scanlan is like fully ready for the dad life. Just loving any weekend where he does nothing but sit around in flannel pj pants reading a mystery paperback.

Who’s better with kids: It's a hard one. Scanlan second guesses himself quite a bit and worries every little thing he says or does is going to become Lasting Trauma. Pike acts more chill about it, but slowly gets more and more overwhelmed until she nearly has a nervous collapse. But their opposite styles work well together and they're able to be a pretty great team.

Who’s got the weirdest hobby: I feel like Pike is someone with a weird collection. It is either something a little spooky but cool and academic, like antique medical equipment, or something horrifyingly tacky, like a thong from every city she visits. Maybe both.

Who cooks and who cleans up: this is where Scanlan is a much quicker learner about domestic stuff. Pike is a good cook, but it's usually on the move so much she doesn't have the time for meal planning and prep. Scanlan absolutely throws himself into being a house husband and gets obsessed with cooking shows. Pike insists on helping with dishes tho.

[apenapaperandadoofus]

Can i request the RFA with a mexican MC?

Hellou! Aight so I'mma make it a bit more general latinx MC bc I am not mexican BUT I am a latina pft so yeah! Also should I add the minor trio and maybe Rika on another post? 👀

(psttt also if you're into BNHA @cafedanslanuit made an awesome hc post about the BNHA boys with a latinx MC if you want to check it out: x

RFA members with a Latinx MC:

Zen:

This man absolutely loves the MUSIC

Salsa? Merengue? Rumba, Samba, Bachata, THE CHA CHA CHA!?

He is an absolute BEAST he seriously loves all the dances and he has some friggin HIP MOVES.

Honestly you're kinda jealous he dances better than you

Some days while you're cooking or just chilling at home, you'll put up your favorite music, and soon enough you'll be swaying to the rythm of the beat, swaying your hips and signing along to the music

Zen will come back from work and find you dancing, so he'll come up behind you and wrap his arms around your hips, the two of you dancing together

At one point he'll probably try to sing but absolutely butcher the words too lmao

Yoosung:

The first time you met for a date, you actually broke the poor boy

He was NOT expecting the kiss on the cheek, he wasn't prepared!!!

Especially since Korea saves the whole touchy feely things for people that are either family or couples, usually they aren't really ones to come and hug their friends or kiss their cheek to say hello as a greeting

Meanwhile, in your culture if you don't do it you get a glare from your mother and probably a chancla beating for being rude AKSJSNSJS (been there too many times 😅💀)

After you start dating though he absolutely loves it. He didn't realize how much he loved being hugged or kissed until he met you!

He finds it pretty funny whenever you get mad and go on a swearing spree, especially when you hit your foot or elbow against something. You just start yelling and curing their mother, their father and their children, and he just loves you so much, it's weird, but he loves it.

Btw, COOKING TRADITIONAL LATIN FOOD AJSJSNSJSBS

At first it's an absolutely mess but he soon gets the hang of it

Jaehee:

MORE FOOOOD

Jaehee absolutely loves EVEYTHING about your culture, especially the food.

Whenever you are having a bad day she will cheer you up by making you your favorite foods!

On Christmas she makes a mix between korean and latin foods that you both enjoy, her favorite, of course are tamales! (Who doesn't love tamales, also they're a MUST for Christmas akkssnsn)

She also likes cooking you for breakfast gallo pinto (it's basically rice and beans but it's friggin delicious.)

Some of her favorite's are chalupas and chifrijo too!

listen you basically won the lottery with this woman, she is such a GOOD cook and she makes the most delicious food.

Sometimes you will find her in the kitchen trying to sign some of her favorite songs. She only knows the chorus but she definitely has the spirit!

Jumin:

One word:

Telenovelas

Listen, it's already been confirmed that Jumin has seen a few soap operas (and been influenced by them hence the kiss scene in his route ajsjsjsj)

Now k-dramas can be pretty dramatic.

BUT HAVE YOU SEEN THE SPANISH TELENOVELAS!?

Seriously if you get this man near them there's no telling what he'll do.

Our sweet and adorable Jumin can get influenced by Tv like that pretty easily, let's admit it, so at one point you may wake up and be in a spanish telenovela lmao

Honestly, when it all started, you were chilling at Jumin's place, ironically watching (but actually who are we kidding, you were pretty invested) one of the stupidest telenovelas you had seen in a while. You loved making fun of the characters and watching as chaos unfolded. It eventually became a routine and every Thursday you'd sit on your couch and stream the new episode.

That day Jumin came home early, and he saw you watching TV. You kissed him to welcome him home, but kept your eyes on the dramatic 'cat fight' scene on the tv. Jumin got pretty curious about what you were watching, and so he sat beside you, watching the whole episode in silence.

Once it was done, you felt a bit shaken up by the cliffhanger, but then got up to make some dinner. However, before you could leave Jumin grabbed your hand making yoy raise an eyebrow, confused.

"Jumin? What's wrong?"

"....MC. Why are you leaving? The show hasn't ended yet, has it? We still don't know what happened to Emilio, and Maria still hasn't figured out that Elena tricked her into leaving. Not only that, the 'salon' is about to close down. Love, we have to keep watching to find out what happens."

You let out a laugh and squeezed your boyfriend's cheeks. "Jumin! I didn't know you got so into it. Well sadly, the next episode comes out until next week so we'll have to wait. I can record it though, and wait till you come home so we can maybe watch it together?"

Jumin nodded and you couldn't help but compare him to an excited child that had suddenly found their favorite TV show. Soon, every Thursday the two of you would cuddle in bed together and watch another episode of the soap opera. Jumin enjoyed those moments so much. Not only because he was focused on the story, but because he loved the way you would suddenly gasp or randomly curse at the screen whenever something happened

(ALSO C&R cat telenovela coming out when??? -pfttt poor Jaehee but I'm 100% convinced Jumin would do this lmao)

Saeyoung:

Ohhh boy

You should have never told him about every single leyend that you grew up with as a child.

One day you were sharing with the RFA about all the spooky ghost stories, since Jumin had been asking about a few of them.

Saeyoung came in, heard spooky ghost stories and was immediately sold. That night you told him about La Segua, La Llorona, El Cadejos and more.

The thing is, you were not prepared for the chaos you had suddenly unleashed upon the world.

The next day while Saeyoung played LOLOL with Yoosung, you heard him retelling one of his favorite leyends that you had told him.

La Segua. The story was about a woman that would appear before sunset, asking for help with directions. The thing is, as soon as you helped her and night came, she'd turn into a horse and kill you. (I know it's weird AKSKSJA but I remember being SO scared of this when I was a kid, honestly these legends are so freaking good lmao, everyone in primary school would just be scared of a lady with a horse head pfttttttt)

As soon as you heard him tell the story to Yoosung, you knew that he was planning something. And were you going to stop him? No :D

A few days later, you invited Yoosung out to eat. As the sun was setting you led him towards Saeyoung's home, and then while you walked you met up with a very beautiful lady asking for directions. Yoosung immediately said 'nope' and tried to get you to quickly run away, but you insisted on helping the poor woman. After calming down a very shaken Yoosung, you explained that La Segua was just a story, and that Saeyoung was poebably just trying to spook him when he told it to him. Yoosung calmed down and apologized to the lady, offering to help her go home.

Suddenly you ended up in a very deserted place, making Yoousng feel a bit uneasy. As Yoosung walked, he turned around to tell you something along the lines of 'fuck this, let's go back to Saeyoung's.' he found that there was nothing behind him. He looked around, trying to look for you, but you appeared to have suddnely vanished.

Yoosung felt his throat get dry as the woman's arm tightened around his, and he tried to look anywhere but beside him

"Yoosung~" the woman whispered.

He yelped as he slowly turned around to look at the woman.

And he found a horse head staring back at him.

Later both you and Saeyoung had to look for him for about an hour and a half, and you found him under a bridge, shaking.

Yoosung did not find it funny at all, and you tried to nag Saeyoung telling him that maybe you had taken it too far, but you both couldn't help but laugh.

Of course you made it up to him, Saeyoung got him very exclusive Lolol costumes for his avatars, and Yoosung, even though he developed a trauma for both women and horses, ended up forgiving him and totally forgetting about the incident.

So the next time Saeyoung told him about La Llorona and gave you a mischievous smirk, you prayed for poor and innocent Yoosung, who obviously hadn't learned his lesson.

(this also happened a few more times until you had to intervene bc by now Yoosung wouldn't even go outside pfttt)

Also a few years later, while at the RFA Halloween party, Yoosung got stuck on the top of a tree and wouldn't come down.

Why you may ask? Because as he was drinking some wine, he felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around to find a big ass horse head staring back at him.

Rip Yoosung 😔✊

[theaceofskulls]

My work’s internal network is a mess and I’ve been trying to keep myself entertained but screw it, I’m just gonna review the Hammer and Bolter Episodes.

Keep in mind that all of these have a little janky animation that I’m grading on a scale for. Also these are anthology episodes so I’m giving some leeway here and there.

1. Death’s Hand

A story about an Inquisitor who keeps consulting fortune tellers who tell him he’s going to die is about to get a promotion that takes him back to Terra. He suspects a lot is off and is proven right. Funnily enough this is probably one of the worst intro’s you can have, not that it’s a bad episode at all, but it deals with a lot of more squirreled away concepts of the Imperium including the Ordo Assassinorum (if you’re new to 40k and aren’t used to the names, oh boy is it a setting). Overall though it’s alright, with an unexpected turn or two.

6/10, worse ways to kill time

2. Bound for Greatness

Spooky story about a book counter at the local imperium not-library where the speaker system continues to warn you against doing anything other than a menial task and not to read anything. Look, you already know the twist this is going and I’ll admit that “forbidden knowledge” storylines are my least favorite things imaginable. Especially in a setting like this that continually emphasizes how fucking awful working and living in this universe is. There’s a fun moment with a daemon but otherwise this actually might be my least favorite of them all.

1/10, fuck your anti-intellectualism horror, Lovecraft, I know that’s you in the fucking floorboards

3. Old Bale Eye

The story of a human commissar, told by an Ork. This one is fantastic, with a lot more exaggeration in several of the animations and the script is allowed to be dumb and cheesy in a way that makes you smile the whole time. There’s not much more to talk about.

9/10, it only loses a point since it’s not a complete story

4. Fangs

Space Wolf commanders play a board game where they can get bonus points if their aspirant survive the hazing ritual they sent them out on. Yeah, the premise alone kinda rubs me the wrong way and it doesn’t help that everyone feels like they’re more moving figures than characters. There’s some interesting action scenes, but it’s let down by being a little too obvious on when one of the aspirants is “eliminated” from the game or not, meaning it’s clear who we should be following soon enough. The worst part though is that the commanders are the center focus while the aspirants are the ones in danger but they lack any personality, so it’s hard to care about anyone in the end.

3/10, this would’ve been better as them sitting around telling stories that get more and more obviously made up

5. A Question of Faith

Hey, it’s time for a Sisters of Battle episode! I wonder how they’re going to die nobly as martyrs. Okay in seriousness, the approaching Khorne cultist horde and the unexpected twist to how the irony played out was actually better than expected. I think the fact that there were only two characters in it somewhat limited what they could do with it and can see this one being polished up with a few more goes to be something good.

5/10, carried by the one scene of a Khorne cultist getting really upset that someone brought a gun to a gun fight rather than another knife

6. In the Garden of Ghosts

Hey aeldari fans, it’s time for you regular misery porn. Honestly though, this one is actually kind of neat in that it’s got a lot going on. Ultramarines are the actual villains, several characters to play off one another each of which has different thoughts on the past and future of their people, and a bittersweet ending that’s actually stuck with me. There’s a couple of moments that knock it down a few numbers though, where it feels like a scene was written more for the Space Marines than the Aeldari

8/10, i’m biased though so it’s probably got an extra point to it

7. Kill Protocol

A mechanicus episode centering around a Tech Priest and her robot as they are trying to grab a relic from aftermath of a battle with the Orks. There’s a melancholy vibe to the episode and a post-apocalyptic feel to it that also manages to weave its exposition in smoothly. Not to mention some fantastic character moments that manage to take advantage of the short story format it’s in. There’s a slight obvious moment towards the end, but considering how it manages to help make the character in question more complex due to their earlier actions (which I’m not spoiling because honestly it’s one of the stronger moments in the show, not just the episode), I’ll forgive it. This one is actually good.

9/10, I don’t have much more to say on this one

8. Cadia Stands

Imperial Guard vs Tyranids in a trench warfare episode. Generic war movie with its finger on fast forward, it might have worked as a full series or a book with more than two characters in it but it’s just boring.

2/10, just go watch Saving Private Ryan

9. Artefacts

After assaulting a necron world, a squad of Chaos Terminators are sent to pilfer artefacts from a Space Hulk. When they arrive, they discover they’re not the only spikey raiders hunting for the prize, but there’s some other... peculiarities. Honestly, this one is one of the best, even if you do have to know a bit about the guest stars in it. It has a great ending and terrible things happen to terrible people so there’s some catharsis. Also there’s fantastic amounts of easter eggs. Also the changes to the animation make for a much more interesting watch.

10/10, but it was always fated to be so

10. Plague Song

A Death Guard sorcerer decides it’s time for a change of leadership and embarks on a quest to raid an imperial stronghold to make his visions a reality. I’ve been trying not to give any negatives here for gore or stomach turning visuals. It’s 40k, it comes with the territory. And I try not to knock points off Nurgle stuff for going gross, but this episode does display one weakness of the series I’ve put off talking about: it tends to use disgust or shock similar to action. What I mean is that several scenes sometimes feel like they’re in the series to show off the gorn rather than to feel like they fit the tone. Thankfully that doesn’t take over too much of this episode, though it certainly does linger on a few scenes, and while I’d call that lingering fitting for the stagnant and trundling nature of Death Guard, it comes off more as “look at how gross we made this”, which if you’ve seen one night of adult swim, you’ve seen them all. The meat of the story is serviceable enough and watching the machinations unfold feels good in the end, but my expectations were always going to be a little higher after reading Lords of Silence. Though again, the faction is slow moving so it struggles in an anthology series.

7/10, Nurglings make everything better.

I’ll review more episodes as they come out and I feel like.

[biisexualemma]

i hate boys. oscar diaz

word count: 1493

warnings: none i can think of there is always swearing that is a given sorry can’t help myself

requested: can u believe this came out my noggin

plot: reader hate boys

a/n: just wanted to say thank you to all y’all who are actually reading this i’m shook lool i also post these on wattpad there are a few more imagines on there atm just bc i post more on there whoops find me @/deadinyellow! but anyway enjoy! if you didn’t already guess, i hate boys.

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you sipped on your red cup, rolling your eyes as he slid closer to you. you just came to the kitchen to get a refill, not to be hit on, again.

"'sup mami?" you tilted the cup back, downing the rest of your drink. his hands moved to grab your waist but you swiftly stepped back.

"nothing." you faked a smile, turning away to refill your cup again.

"what you doing here alone, linda?" you poured the vodka into your cup, filling it up a little higher before topping it up with your mixer.

"i'm not."

this wasn't a lie. you came to this party with your friends. you came to get drunk, dance with your friends and go home alone. that's the way you liked it. you didn't need another drunken baby boy hitting on you, thinking he was something he's not.

he whined, you felt his hands touch your waist but you quickly moved further away from him. "come on, hermosa, stop fighting it." he leaned closer to you but you ducked and headed in the opposite direction to him.

you shook your head. "no thanks." you walked out of the kitchen and back to where you left your friends on the dance floor. you always had encounters like that with guys at parties. it was because you were one of the fews girls around that wasn't attached to any guys. you were free to pick at. or that's what your friends told you. you thought it was kinda disgusting.

you weren't in the mood for dancing anymore, so you stood on the sidelines watching your friends dance and sing. they tried to get you to join in but left you alone when you declined enough times.

you sipped your drink alone. finally getting some peace, no one bothering you.

"¿que pasa? why aren't you dancing?"

you huffed, rolling your eyes. "why is it so hard for guys to understand that i'm not interested." you glanced at the guy next to you, quickly noticing your mistake. it was spooky. you were pretty sure he wasn't interested in you. you regretted snapping at him.

"shit, alright, ma." he smirked.

you sighed. "sorry," you mumbled, still kind of irritated by your encounter earlier in the kitchen. "i just hate boys."

"fair." he shrugged. you turned to face him, you lifted your cup to you mouth, trying to figure his expression out.

you humphed. "i've had it up to here with boys tonight— maybe even forever. they only think with their dicks." spooky stifled a laugh. he glanced over at you, you stood looking at him with a tired expression on your face.

"true." he agreed again.

you frowned. you weren't expecting him to stick around this long, never mind have him stand there and agree with you. "what do you want? hm?" you tilted your head slightly. "you gonna tell me i'm too pretty to be here alone? or that i should just kiss you now, right?" you sipped your drink, rolling your eyes when he just smirked at you.

"nope," he shook his head. "'cause i'm not a coño."

you raised an eyebrow at him.

"it means—"

"i know what it means," you shook your head. you'd never really spoken to spooky before. he was as pretty intimidating person to see at around, so you tried to avoid him and his friends as best you could. it was hard though because they were pretty much everywhere in this neighbourhood. "doesn't mean i believe you."

"oh yeah?" he quirked an eyebrow. you were intrigued by him. he seemed nice. maybe even funny. not his usual spooky self. "why's that, nena?"

"i know too many assholes like you," you downed the rest of your drink, chucking the cup in a nearby bin. "nice to meet you finally. but i've had enough of guys thinking i owe them anything. just because you're being nice to me, doesn't mean i'm falling for it. all guys are assholes. just takes some longer than others to show their true colours. and i'm pretty sure you're just like every other guy i know."

oscar couldn't believe you were saying these things to him. no one ever spoke to him like this other than cesar, and that was because he was the only person who could get away with it. he wore a smirk on his face as you ranted at him.

"you think you can speak to me like that?" he was teasing but his expression was pretty serious. you scoffed.

"you don't scare me, spooky."

"so you do know my name."

"i know enough about you to know i don't wanna go there."

he hissed, frowning slightly. "damn, what's that supposed to mean?"

you rolled your eyes as he carried on the conversation. you tried to walk away a couple times but he kept bringing you back. "it means, you have a reputation and i'm not blind to it."

"reputation?" he raised an eyebrow, his arms crossed over his chest now as he stepped closer to you. despite what you'd said, oscar could be pretty intimidating when he wanted to be.

"you don't stick with girls for long. so that doesn't make you any different to the rest of the guys at this party," you stepped closer to him, challenging him. you had an angry expression on your face now. you were on your high horse and you were riled up and ready to take him down a peg. "you guys think you can get away with anything. well you can't. you can't treat girls like they're disposable. we have feelings. not that i expect you to care about anyones feelings, spooky."

he was quiet for a moment. he was practically towering over you but you stood your ground. you were sticking it to him. "you've got a complex."

you rolled your eyes. "of course you would say that. can't be a girl and speak your mind otherwise you're loca, right? fuck you."

"i think it's hot, actually," he shrugged. his face softened, a smirk returning back onto his lips. he saw a waver in your anger. something about him was making you soft. you couldn't let him know that though. "speak your mind, mami, i'm not like other guys. you're just gonna have to stick around and see for yourself."

you paused. still angry with him you wanted to rant some more but you stopped yourself. what was the point? you turned away from him, ready to leave this party. he grabbed your hand though and pulled you back.

"ey. don't," you pulled your hand away. "don't touch me." you waved your finger at him.

he held his hands up in his defence and smiled, not smirked. he looked nice when he smiled, friendly. "i'll walk you home ok. it's late."

you frowned, that wasn't what you were expecting him to say. "i can walk myself home."

he shrugged. "it's late. come on. get your jacket."

he walked passed you and towards the exit. you were kinda speechless. you didn't really know him that well but you didn't know what else to say. you'd said everything you possibly could to drive him away but he was still hanging around. you followed him to the door, picking your jacket up on the way.

you were both quiet for the first part of your journey home. suddenly neither of you had anything to say to each other.

"someone hurt you?" he caught you off guard again.

"what?" you glanced over at him. he looked straight ahead, glancing your way for a split second. you knew what he meant. "uh—no. well, not really."

"my ex-boyfriend cheated on me," you didn't look at him this time but you could feel his eyes on you. "he was an asshole so whatever. i just— i hate how— how mean guys can be sometimes. they don't care about anyone other than themselves.”

"he's a coño."

"yep." you shrugged.

you were both quiet again for a little while, eventually reaching your house. "thanks for walking me home," you smiled halfheartedly. your feelings were all over the place. you wanted to hate him like you did all the others but he was acting so different. "i appreciate it."

"no probs," he shrugged, walking up your path with you till you reached your porch. "your ex fucked up. you're pretty cool."

you smiled again, halfheartedly. "yeah?" he nodded.

you nudged his arm. "thanks again, spooky."

you walked up your porch steps to your door. "call me oscar."

you turned around, seeing a small discreet smile on his lips. you nodded, winking at him wearing a bigger smile than before. "see you around, oscar."

oscar was already falling hard for you.

[lauraashley93]

Another try at fanfiction. I debated for a good minute about posting this because I don’t feel like it’s as good but eh. Here it is.

Halloween scare

Reader and a couple of the Mayans are coming over for Halloween fun when things start getting a little spooky!

Warnings: none? Swearing?

*

It was Halloween night and Coco, Letty, Ez and Angel were all going to your house to watch scary movies and eat popcorn all night. You had spent all day decorating. You had all the lights off. Candles lit everywhere giving off that spooky feeling. Those silly wine glasses that looked like they were being held by Skelton hands filled with everyone’s drink of choice, big orange and black bowls filled with everything to chips and dip, popcorn and candy. You literally researched every “piss your pants” scary movie known to man to make sure there were no boring ones to slip through. You were dressed in your super fuzzy and soft pumpkin pajama pants with your over sized black shirt that had a ghost on it. To say you were completely extra was an understatement but you were excited and couldn’t wait for everyone to get there.

Soon enough everyone arrived. Letty was admiring all your work and Angel laughed and shook his head.

“Y/n you really have an obsession. There’s gotta be like a Halloween anonymous for you to attend.”

You narrowed your eyes and stuck your tongue out. “Very funny Reyes. Halloween is literally the BEST holiday. We WOULD be finding haunted houses to attend but SOMEONE is a party pooper.”

You rolled your eyes at Angel who just waved you off.

“Those are lame. Not even worth the money. They aren’t even scary. I have to look at Coco every day, now that, that is scary.“

Letty shrugged. “I don’t know. Sounds kinda great to me! Being scared is fun.”

Ez laughed. “It’s alright guys. Angel is just scared he will piss his pants in front of everyone. “

Angel scoffed at his little brother as Coco laughed

“Yeah Angel. Wouldn’t wanna embarrass yourself in front of” coco nodded to you and Angel elbowed coco before he could finish his sentence and shot him a glare. You were too busy laughing and putting in the first movie to notice the little exchange though.

“Okay okay, settle down children. Let’s get this party started!!” You said excitedly as you clapped your hands together.

You sat on the end of the couch followed by Angel. Ez sat on your recliner while Letty and Coco sat on the mess of blankets and pillows you had on the floor. You turned on the first movie and the marathon began.

Three movies later as you’re engulfed in the movie the conjuring you hear a noise in your attic. You furrow your eyebrows together and pause the movie.

“Hey! What are you doing it was just getting good!” Coco shouted in frustration.

“Hush! Didn’t you hear that?” You whispered a look of worry covering your face.

Ez rolled his eyes. “Y/n, you’re just being paranoid. Calm down and watch the movie. “

Angel laughed “yeah mami quit being such a scaredy-cat!”

Letty looked at the guys “no, I heard it too! What if it’s a ghost! Or a killer?!”

Angel rolled his eyes. “Really? Three movies in and you guys are already being ridiculous. And you think you could make it through a haunted house?”

Ez laughed “look, it’s probably just the wind. It is pretty windy out tonight. Just relax. If there is anymore noises I’ll go check it out to ease your mind.”

You pout and snuggle to your blanket and replay the movie but your attention isn’t quite on the movie anymore. Your paranoia is getting to you and you realize that as soon as Letty moves to stretch and you scream because the sudden movement startles you. Everyone is looking at you and you laugh nervously.

“I think I’m gonna go get more beer. Anyone want anything?”

Letty shakes her head. “No, but I’ll go with you.”

You both walk into the kitchen as the boys continue to watch the movie coco turns his attention to Angel.

“So, Hermano, when you gonna man up and make a move on y/n?”

Angels eyes grow wide as he looks at Coco. “What are you a fucking girl? This isn’t a slumber party and we ain’t gossiping so suck a dick bro.”

Ez laughs “come on Angel why so defensive? Why not just go for it?”

“Because dumbass. She, she isn’t into me. Besides, we’re best friends. ”

Ez rolled his eyes “oh quit being a pussy and ask her. You aren’t scared of ghost and goblins but when it comes to a y/h spunky girl, you freeze up. “

Ez and coco laugh as Angel stares daggers at them as y/n walks back into the room.

“What’s so funny you stooges?”

Ez smiles and shakes his head “not a thing mami, not a thing. “

Coco looks around and furrows his brow. “Where’s Letty?”

You look around and shrug. “I don’t know. I thought she came back out here. Maybe she went to the bathroom?”

Right then you all heard a loud scream. Coco jumped up and ran to the back the three of you following close behind him as you start flipping on all the lights.

“She’s probably trying to scare y/n” Ez says trying to relax everyone.

“Letty, leticia! Where are you?” Coco yelled

“Come on Letty this shit ain’t funny” y/n yelled.

The lights start to flicker until they completely shut off. Everything goes quiet for a few moments as the lights turn back on. Angel looks around making sure he sees you first a sigh of relief seeing you’re safe. You smile and grab his hand you look at Coco and grab his hand next holding on tight as if they’re going to disappear.

“Where’s Ez?” You ask.

Angel looks around “EZ? Letty? Yo quit playing your stupid game. It’s getting old and I wanna finish the movie.”

Y/n whispers “you really think they are just playing a prank??”

Angel nods “pff yeah. All that talk about haunted houses not being scary. Probably just trying to pull a fast one. The shit is stupid.”

Coco nods. “Yeah, well shit ain’t funny no more. Leticia get your fucking ass out here or you’re grounded.”

Y/n raises an eyebrow at Coco, trying not to laugh at his attempt at fatherly demands.

“Grounded?” Angel asks the humor in his voice clear as day. “She would beat your ass before she let you ground her papi coco”

Y/n laughed but quickly recovered as Coco glared at the two of you.

“Aye she knows I ain’t playing. We got a mutual respect of things. And making me think a ghost fuckin snatched her ass is grounds for grounding.”

Coco went to go say something else as the lights went off again this time you hear glass shatter and felt Coco’s hand being snatched out of yours as he starts yelling.

“Aye get the fuck off me. I ain’t the one Im gon’ fuck you up. “

“COCO!” Y/n yells

It’s quiet now. Nothing but the sound of the clock ticking as you wait for the lights to come on and you hear Angel sigh.

“So he’s in on it to? Come on guys. You’re gonna have to try harder than that.”

You’re shaking at this point as you’re holding on to Angel. “I don’t think this is a joke, Angel. I’m scared.”

Angels heart races as you hold him tightly and he wraps his arms back around you.

“It’s okay y/n. I gotchu. They’re just trying to pull a Halloween prank. ”

The lights come back on as you look around. The crashing noise had been a vase and Coco was no where to be seen. Angel was getting annoyed.

“Alright shit heads games over. Come out.”

The lights flickered again your grip tightened on Angel and there was a noise behind you. You both turn around as the lights flicker there is a figure at the end of the hall. It’s black shape and white face staring back at you. It slowly raises its hand Pointing toward the two of you.

“Ha. Ha. Very funny. Bravo guys. “

Angel speaks out to the figure and the lights turn out again. You hold your breath as you hear the floor creak. Gripping on to Angel so tight your hand start to hurt. You can swear the creaking gets louder and closer until... it stops. the air is thick and you can swear you hear angels heart rate quicken. A few seconds feels like hours until.. the light pops on and BAM the figure is right there you scream as it grabs ahold of you and drags you back like it’s simply floating quickly across the floor. Angels eyes go wide

“ y/n!!! NO! LET HER GO YOU SON OF A BITCH”

“ANGEL! HELP ME.” You scream. Desperate to get out of the grips of whatever has a hold of you.

Angel takes off running as the lights turn off again. He stops, breathing heavily. Continuing to slowly walk forward.

“Y/n where are you??” His voice is shaky.

He hears something behind him and he turns around quickly trying to see through the darkness. “Y/!n? Coco? Letty? Ez?”

He continues to walk until he feels like he hits a brick wall. He stops, swallows hard and looks up just in time for the lights to come on. He backs up to take in the full picture. A big man in butcher like clothes with blood all over them. A face that looks like it has been cut and rotted? Glossed over eyes, almost zombie like... but zombies aren’t real..are they?

His mind is spazzing as he finally looks down seeing him drag something by their hair, no not something, someone, Letty. He screams and goes to turn around and he turns right into three people in white masks and he stops and drops to his knees screaming so high pitched it might have been mistaken for a girl. Falling to his knees he covers his eyes waiting for his demise but instead he is met with.. laughter? He peeks up seeing coco, you and Ez take off the masks. He turns around seeing Letty getting up laughing. The guy in butchers clothing peeling back the latex on his face revealing Gilly as the culprit. Everyone is laughing except Angel. He slowly stands up and his once scared face is now annoyed as he starts walking toward your back door. You stop laughing “oh no, did we go too far?”

Coco laughed again. “Nah. He will be okay. Just mad cause we got the best of him. “

Ez wiped the tears from his eyes caused from his laughter “yeah, don’t worry about him.” He turned to Gilly, “thanks for the help man, he definitely didn’t expect that. “

Gilly laughed “I’m happy to help. How did you all get it to look like y/n got pulled down the hallway?”

As Coco explained that they had Letty get dressed and put a belt and rope around her and had her stand on a old skateboard so ez and coco could roll her back one they grabbed you, you made you way to the back yard where Angel was out smoking a cigarette.

“Hey” your voice was quiet as you walked up to him. “Don’t be mad at them. It was my idea. I didn’t think you’d get upset.

Angel rolled his eyes. “Upset? How would I not be upset at the thought of the love of my life being taken away and possibly killed?” Angel stopped talking as his cheeks for red as he realized what he just said. You eyes grew wide as his words sank in.

“What? What did you say?” You looked at up him. Angel just stared at the ground and sighed.

“Look, I’m in love with you y/n. I have been for awhile and I didn’t know how to tell you because I didn’t want to ruin anything and I didn’t want ruin what we did have because I can’t stand the thought of you not in my life.”

Y/n is now smiling at his rambling and shuts him up by slamming her body to his and kissing him fast and hard. Angel wraps his arms around you and kisses you back urgently. Feeling intoxicated by your taste. You finally pull back to catch your breath with a smile on your lips.

“Angel Reyes, you sir are an idiot. If I knew all it took was someone trying to kidnap me to get you to tell me I would have done this a long time ago. I love you, too. I was just waiting for you to grow a pair and come claim me. “

Angel smiled at that and pulled you closer. “Well consider yourself claimed mi amor. You are mine forever now.”

You both smiled kissing each other again as you could hear shouting and “finally’s” coming from the house.

“It’s about damn time. Now , get your asses in here so we can finish this movie.” Letty explained as you and Angel laughed following her inside to continue your movie night. Halloween is always amazing for you, but this will always be your favorite.

@angelreyesgirl @auroraariza @spookys-girl @trulysuccubus @stunning-shitz

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Ishqbaaz Liveblog 10: Shipper Villain Arrives

Hello hi everyone,

New week - new liveblogs! My stance on IB and my actual hook to IB is their interpersonal relationships. Especially of the Obros and Annika Saahil. What I am not into is Annika Shivaay (I love some of their scenes much later when they’re just wholesome beans). It’s really a small moment at the end but I’m afraid it won't be pleasant to watch. Still, I love Dadi and Jhanvi SO MUCH. 

Also - I love Omkara so far. His journey is very nuanced. 

Ab, back to liveblogs! 

- JWB

Episode 10: “Shipper Villain Arrives”

- Cool, the Oberoi drama continues with Tej and Pinky pro batwaara and the rest of the family being NOOOO

- Again, Pinky married the wrong bro. 

- Cool, now Om also is traumatized by the thought of batwaara. 

- Dadi… yes, hold everyone responsible. 

- Oh no, Dadi, going sentimental won’t help in front of your selfish son and other daughter in law. Tej would be happy to kill you if that meant batwaara could happen. 

- Arrey yaar every now and then this show has taken it to make Dadi cry.

- DID DADI DIE, oh wait no, she’s sitting in darkenss alone. 

- Oh Shivaay, being a good grandson to his dadi. 

- And there Shivaay, taking the whole responsibility of the Oberoi khandaan on his head.

- If he wasn’t such a dick to Annika he might have been one of my favorite ML. 

- Ah, poor Om, still reeling from the shit Pinky said hours ago.

- oh oh what is shivaay checking for. Is he checking for drugs? 

- ah, om, bechara. You know im surprised how well they’ve shown om and his addiction issue. 

- shivaay is actually a good brother too. What makes him terrible to the one woman he might love?

- ah, so Annika left the safe key at Oberoi’s. I’m afraid phirse drama hone waala hai.

- there, Shivaay is flash backing to the much deserved water splash and Annika is rightly angry at him. 

- lol Annika, did you not watch IPK? If you plan to go anywhere for one minute without drama, that ain’t happening. 

- YAAR THIS SHOW HAS PLANNED ON KILLING DADI WITH EITHER DEPRESSION OR FRIGHT - I’M TELLING YOU. 

- Yo who’s this weird aunty? 

- Also, what’s with villains hiding behind patli trees?

- I’ll die laughing if its Rudy trying to be spooky.

- LOLOLOLOL, I CAN PREDICT THE FUTURE. 

- Dadi, aapki khoon main hi locha hai. Your sons are weird and grandsons are weirder. 

- LOL, I’m dying at Rudy being surprised that waking Om at the middle of the night led to being slapped. What did you expect Rudy?

- Om, as usual, is pissed and annoyed at Rudy’s “8 hours” long relationship. 

- Rudy, are you sure you wanna ‘save’ Shivaay from Tia, lol. 

- Yes Om, you’re right, Rudy’s IQ is in single digits. 

- Hehe, Om covering up Rudy’s weird roaming around for candle—

- Ok I’m laughing like anything right now, the bros indulge Rudy SO MUCH.

- Shivaay am I agreeing with you that this is weird?

- Lol, they’re praying to angels to fulfill Rudy’s wish. Hehe, Rudy isn’t that dumb. 

- There, Shivaay feeding his hungry little ruffians. 

- Rudy is kinda important for the family - he is the healer. 

- AYE HAYE ADVERTISEMENT SHURU!!!!!!!!

- This time the three bros are advertising together for… Masterchef? 

- Om & Rudy. - we’re here to eat and dance. I don’t know who made our profiles here.

- Shivaay - finally ONE place where my profile should be. Why isn’t anyone agreeing?

- Lo, Dadi is here and going to be all senti about her potas. 

- Hello random villain. Are you saying that Oberoi mansion doesn’t have security and anyone can play with the fuse? 

- Isn’t the fuse supposed to be at an inner part of the house. 

- LOL, this random villain is also a shipper? I BET ANNIKA AND SHIVAAY WILL MEET IN THE DARKNESS AND HAVE AN O JAANA MOMENT. 

- Wow Tej. One villain recognizes the other. He immediately knew that someone did the short circuit on purpose. Kya baat. Makes me think that if Arnav��s dad was alive, would Mr. Malik immediately sniff out Shyam Manohar Jha since both are ek khet ki mooli?

- Wait, Pinky, if you WERE sleeping then how did you understand that the lights went off? Ugh, ignoring Guggi.

- Yes Jhanvi, you and your sons and nephew are the only ones dealing with the light situation properly. 

- WHAT DID I SAY!!! ANNIKA ARRIVED AT THE HOUSE WHEN IT’S DARK. SHE AND SHIVAAY WILL MEET. 

- Damn, maybe I am Devi Maiyya in this show or Chitragupt? 

- Oh damn, I just remember Annika has a phobia of darkness. Oh shit, really worried for her. 

- DUDE DO THEY FORGET PRIYANKA ALL THE TIME? DID SHE DIE OR SOMETHING? WHY ISN’T SHE PICKING UP THE PHONE?

- How does anyone and everyone enter Oberoi Mansion aise hi? What’s with rich people and chindi security? Like they want to get murdered/looted?

- OFC SHIVAAY ANNIKA HAD TO MEET. Are the villains the true shippers in stories? 

- WHAT DID I SAY. WHAT DID I SAY. 

- I’d kinda buy into the moment of them meeting in the darkness cause darkness is romantic and Shivaay is wearing a black kurta *haye* but if he wasn’t such a dick before and if they had a bit better moments then perhaps…

- oh no, he’s gonna walk her into the pool

- omg no Annika peeche toh dekho!!!!

- Shivaay if you drop her into the pool then ill drown you in Ganga river myself.

- ok he’s gonna drop her. I’m preemptively angry. 

- OMG NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

- WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

- BURN HIM TO-- wait what, why did Shivaay also go into the pool??? That to full--

- wait shivaay, you aren’t looking like a good person now. 

- you’re kinda creeping me out. Why did you get into the pool with her? 

- CALL THE POLICE! ANNIKA PEPPER SPRAY NIKAAL, I’M NOT GETTING GOOD VIBES. WHAT IS HAPPENINGGGGGGGGG

- Still like Annika’s costume though. 

- The End -

Hmm, I have incredibly mixed feelings about this. It’s obviously a highly sexualized moment - with the dark lighting, pool, both of them wet, intense staring and so on. What Shivaay does to her here, is exactly what Arnav did when he threw Khushi off a floor. Highly inappropriate things to do. And the only reason I could go through Arnav throwing her off a floor is because: it was in public space, the moment was neither romanticized nor sexualized and there was no Rabba Ve. So I’ll probably ignore the Shivaay and Annika until we come to the wholesome parts :) 

[wherearemyglassesbro]

If you’re accepting asks still, could I request something for spooky season? Like, FACE fam AU where Art’s this fae who owns the woods at the back of Fran, Al and Matt’s house and is constantly trying to get the boys’ names bc he’s a mischievous little shit and also he’s lonely. Idk maybe he gets Matt’s bc he’s more trusting and basically kidnaps him. Fran and Al try to get him back but Fran’s distracted by his son’s cute kidnapper. Happy Halloween! 🎃

Happy Halloween babey >:)

Art has lived in the forest for a VERY long time! He doesn’t even know how long. But he’s been on his own most of the time. The other fae didn’t like him that much because they either thought he was too mean or too much of a softie. So he has his own home underneath a tree stump out in the woods where no one would find him.

There is a handful of houses just past the edge of the woods and even though it annoys him, he allows them to stay. They aren’t exactly bothering him so...He won’t bother them. Except.

Francis has moved into one of the small homes with his sons. He’s always baking something that smells super yummy and his children are just the sweetest looking boys. Art decides that he needs to know everything about them

When they’re away at school/work, Art let’s himself in to snoop around the house. He eats some of their sweets and looks in every drawer in the house! But...the cat

He wasn’t expecting a cat!! And he’s never seen such a beast!!! After meeting that cat he decides that he can’t go into the house again unless he’s invited in. Which would be quite hard.

Art cant read modern English and even if he did, he wouldn’t be able to decipher who’s name was who’s. But he knew he liked Francis. A lot actually. He often found himself perched on roof to peek into Fran’s bedroom window to watch while he brushed his hair

One afternoon he finally heard it!! ‘Matthieu! Come inside, it looks like it will rain soon!’ ‘Ok Papá! I found some wild flowers!’ ‘Aww! Bring them in, I’ll get a vase for you to put them in!’....Matthew. What a precious name...

Matthew is the younger son, he’s probably 5 or 6 while the other is 10...maybe 11. And Art has always wanted a child so...maybe he’d help himself to one. Why not? Francis had two kids...he could spare one...

What Art wasn’t anticipating was Matthews bed being empty when he snuck in that night. He tiptoed around u tol he discovered Fran and Matt asleep in Francis’s room.

Now, the smart thing to do woukd have been to LEAVE!! But Art wasn’t really being smart in that moment. Instead, he scooped Matt out of Fran’s arms and tried to leave.

“What the FUCK????” Art had never felt such a forceful smack on the head bedore. Turns out Francis slept with a baseball bat next to the bed

Uhhh...this would take a lot of explaining...haha...ouch

“Look, pretty human!!! This is just a huge misunderstanding! I was...just going to take this Matthew...to uh...” “To where, you creep???” “To my hole in the woods” “HOLE????”

I kinda took this a different way!! Hope you don’t mind!!