#they're our favorite and we adore them and. just. why did no one use the bedroom

[eclecticopposition]

HI we are HERE to Phrygianpost. this is extremely good and true and we are so. so fucking upset about the breakfast nook. you have no idea how upset we are about the breakfast nook

however we DO want to talk about deck seven. because we think it is important to note that while being trapped as a lab 100% is a thing that sucks shit, and the reason they need to reclaim being a space, the general feeling of unease is actually likely to be pretty true to Phrygian's Being? we've got a couple of things that are worth looking at with regards to this

the first is from the podcast itself. please consider Keith's description of Phrygian's true form, briefly shown in partizan when their first war form got motion'd

The second thing is the actual definition of the word phrygian, which we believe reflects a core piece of their character done intentionally from the start. Here's a video about it, if you're curious.

All this is to say: Phrygian at this point in their life is not meant to make people happy. They are a different thing, a thing that is unsettling. They are a sound and an irregular rhythm. They are a haunted deck. And that is a good thing! Branched being viscerally uncomfortable to behold is not just "Waugh Creepy...!!", it means that the things that they are can be hard to accept or like we feel we need to justify or qualify somehow. But this is what Phrygian is! They're fucking spooky! They unsettle people! The feeling of being unsettling is probably something that they find very appealing about themSelf in the first place! That is is the good thing that they are!

the actual fucked up thing about deck seven, we think, is that Phrygian was this thing and it was taken away from them. deck seven is a thing that they lost. it has been five years, things changed, and trauma took away the simplicity of enjoying this state of existence, and they had to find another way to be. and maybe part of that is growing into a different person, but we think it should be known that they could happily have stayed spooky, in the world where they'd had the choice

i do still (occasionally) (also when keith mentions it) think about how noone really interacted with phrygian much outside of their humanoid shape much (room, place, objects etc), and when they did it usually went with a general sense of that being so strange / weird / kind of offputting. and of course part of it is that it's jokes from the cast & saying things like 'i don't want to party inside of you' are just kind of funny, i guess*, and on the other hand (watsonian) i can buy it from the characters who were raised with/under anti-branched propaganda, HOWEVER

Get over it!! Get over it!!!!! Skill‼️ Issue‼️

[heartfullofleeches]

Remy I miss you I love you also. Titus. I love him and miss him. And also Nightlight reader. Babies. Beloved.

[I had am old blurbo with Nightlight and Titus I scrapped. Here's one for him and Remmy too]

Remmy finding Nightlight Reader at a thrift store while looking for more dolls to add to his collection of antiques. They're the most beautiful "doll" he's never seen- (anything that has a humanoid form and is made of plastic, wood, cotton is a doll to Remmy- even androids). He takes the android home - planning to clean them up and give them a comfortable spot in his room. When Remmy touches the heart on their chest-

"Powering on.......backup battery at 12% percent....Accessing memory...No memories found... error...error...err-"

"Ah!.. That was scary. Hm, where did I end up now? Oh! Hello, tiny person - are you my new owner?"

Remmy instantly falls in love seeing this robot pick up on the dolls on his bed and speaking to it as a normal person. "Um, actually..I think that's me."

"Whoa! Where did you come from? My apologies, owner - what should I call you?

Remmy falls more in love with Nightlight by the second. They're so caring, and warm, and they love to play with his dolls as much as he does. They would follow his every command as part of their programming, but Remmy hardly feels the need to order them around because he knows they'll never leave him and for that he'd do anything from them. Stays awake all night until nightlight carries him to bed making new clothes for them. Buys all the books he needs to repair any minor damages they might have - and completely erase any trace of their memories of the past.

All Remmy needs is Nightlight. All Nightlight needs is Remmy.

-

Titus is given Nightlight Reader as a present from his guards after finding the android in a landfill on earth and repairing them to working order- The emperor has been more irritable than usual- if he dislikes this bot, his guards pray that smashing them to bits will be enough to quell his anger at least for a time. The guards present the android to their king and wait-

"What have you brought to bore me with now?'

"We believe it is an earth made machine designed to relieve stress for humans-"

The emperor chuckles. "Is that so?~ I have been rather pent up recently, and it isn't a complete eyesore, but you are aware of our difference in size, yes? Are you certain it won't break on first use?"

"Er, not in that exact way, your highness. You see, they-"

Titus huffs. "Then what good is it?"

"Just....allow me to turn them on. Please place your finger on their heart, your highness."

"This is ridiculous...."

The emperor does as instructed

"Powering on....Battery at 100%...System rebooting."

"Mm....Huh? What a strange place... Are you my new own..er? Oh, owner- your stress levels are dangerously high - they're increasing by the second! Why won't I sing you a lullaby while you relax with your favorite drink? I know lots, but I can always make up new ones - maybe one about your pretty eyes."

"That..... actually sounds wonderful. I haven't had a decent night of rest in ages. It's humorous to me how you were able to figure that out in seconds when these fools have been with me for centuries. I think I'm going to enjoy your company more than I thought."

Titus cannot go or sleep anywhere which his little nightlight. Feeling their heated, smaller form is all thats needed to knock him out like a light. Nightlight Reader is restricted from joining Titus in meetings for that sole reason. This whole ass tyrant sits in his chair pouting like a child until he can reunite with his little love. Decorates them like the doll they are with jewelry and adorable outfits. Whenever Titus is in one of his rages, guards quickly run off to retrieve nightlight from wherever they're exploring in the palace

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

"What do we do? What do we do?!" Dustin panicked.

"Well, not panic for one thing," Max said.

"How are you remaining so calm about this?" Dustin hissed.

"Because they need us to remain calm, and it helps if you're holding one," Max said as she snuggled the bundle in her arms. "Pick him up off the floor, Dustin."

Robin's small hands wrapped themselves around Max's braid and tugged.

"Hair is wed, Maxy," Robin said.

"Yeah, my hair is red," Max said in amusement.

Dustin sighed and picked up Steve off the floor.

"It's Otay, Dusty, I wasn't going to bofer you," Steve said.

"He is pretty adorable," Dustin sighed. "How did this happen?"

"Well, you wanted to prove that the woman in the weird new occult shop wasn't a witch. You dug through her things, read a spell, and turned our favorite babysitters into kids!" Max shrieked. "The witch panicked, and now we don't know where she is or where the store is."

"Yeah, this is all my fault," Dustin sighed. "Does this make us the babysitters now?"

"Yes," Max replied. "We need to get them to Joyce and Hopper. Maybe El can find the witch."

"We can walk," Robin said as she wiggled in Max's arms.

"Alright, but we need to stick together," Max said as she set her down.

Steve wiggled out of Dustin's arms, and Robin took his hand. They started skipping ahead of them as they walked out of the building.

"Aw, even though they don't know each other, somehow they know they're best friends," Dustin said.

"They are pretty cute," Max agreed as she pushed her glasses up her nose. "Glad their clothes shrunk with them."

Steve and Robin were giggling as they skipped happily. Suddenly, Steve tripped and fell on the concrete.

"Oh, nose!" Robin yelled. "Stebe! Stebe! Don't cwy!"

Steve’s eyes welled up with tears, and his bottom lip trembled as knee started to bleed through his now holy pants. Dustin took off his pack and pulled out a first aid kid.

"Hey, buddy, don't worry, it's not that bad. Dusty's got you," Dustin said softly.

"Bone is sticking out, Stebe," Robin said and Steve wailed.

"That's not very helpful, Robin," Max scolded, and Robin giggled. "It's not sticking out, Steve."

"It's not?" Steve asked.

"No," Max said softly.

Dustin cleaned the wound and put a band-aid on it.

"See? All better," Dustin said.

"Wait!" Robin exclaimed.

She leaned down and kissed Steve’s band-aid.

"Now, all better!" Robin yelled.

"Dank Dou, Wobbie and Dusty," Steve sniffled, and Max whipped his nose with a tissue.

Steve took Max's hand while Robin took Dustin's. Steve and Robin joined hands in the middle of them.

"I'm already exhausted," Dustin said. "Even as a kid, Steve is always getting hurt."

"Well, now we know how Steve feels chasing us around. He usually gets hurt keeping us safe," Max pointed out.

"That's true," Dustin said. "Now I know why he's anxious all the time. It's stressful worrying about them."

Just as they left the parking lot of the little strip mall, Lucas and Mike finally decided to show up on their bikes.

"Well, finally escaped the house. Let's go check out the witch," Lucas said.

"You assholes are a little late," Max scowled. "The witch turned Steve and Robin into kids, then panicked before disappearing with her shop."

"So, Dustin was wrong. She is a witch!" Mike exclaimed.

"Let's focus on the fact that Steve and Robin have been turned into little kids," Dustin said, squinting his eyes at him.

"Are you a ghost?" Robin asked Mike.

"Max is nearly as pale as I am," Mike scowled at Robin.

"Cwanky ghost," Robin giggled with Steve.

"Ghost needs a nap," Steve laughed.

"Aww, man, they're cute," Lucas grinned.

"We were going to see Hop and Joyce. Maybe El could help us find the witch," Max said.

"Joyce is having a family day. That's why Will and El couldn't come with us," Mike explained.

"Okay, so, what are we supposed to do with them in the meantime?" Dustin asked.

"Take care of them like they took care of us," Lucas scoffed. "Obviously. Maybe they'll turn back by tomorrow."

"Okay, but if they don't turn back by tomorrow, then we're taking them to Hopper and Joyce," Dustin said. "I guess we should go to Steve’s house since no one is there and I have a key."

"They need clothes and food," Mike said. "Can they even go to the restroom by themselves?"

"I'm a big boy," Steve scowled, his little fists on his hips.

"Yes, that's right you are. Don't listen to the mean old ghostie," Max cooed at him and Steve beamed.

"Well, you know Steve always keeps the fridge and pantry stocked," Dustin said. "Let's go get them some clothes."

"Oh, yes, two menacing children in a clothing store, what could go wrong?" Mike rolled his eyes.

"You could could be a little more optimistic, Mike, jeeze," Dustin said.

Turns out Mike was being realistic. They were only in the store for five minutes before they lost both of them. Dustin, of course, panicked, as well as Mike. It was Lucas and Max who remained calm. They were the ones who found them hiding and giggling inside one of the clothing rack. It took one look from Max for them to settle down and look guilty.

"You aren't going to tell our Mama, are you?" Steve asked.

"We don't habe the same Mama, member?" Robin asked.

"Oh yeah. . .how come?" Steve asked.

"I don't know," Robin frowned.

"We should," Steve said.

"My mama can be your mama!" Robin exclaimed.

"Otay!" Steve exclaimed and then lowered his voice. "I don't like my mama. She leaves me all the time."

Max scooped him up and hugged him tightly. Robin tugged on Lucas's pants and held her arms up. Lucas smiled and placed her on his hip, laughing as Max doted on Steve.

"What kind of clothes we should get?" Lucas asked.

"No girly clothes for Robin, though," Max said. "She doesn't like pink."

"Can I has girl clothes?" Steve asked. "I like pink and blellow."

"Ooh, that yellow shirt with pink flowers would look good on you," Max said. "Let's do this."

They bought a couple of outfits, some pajamas, and underwear, as well as socks. They had to pool their allowances together, but they managed. If they needed them for any longer, Steve had a washing machine and dryer. They walked to Steve’s. Robin and Steve having nodded off on Max and Lucas, but they woke up the moment they walked through the door.

"Okay, I think you guys have this," Mike said. "I'm going to go. If I wanted to babysit, I would have stayed at home."

"Nooo! Ghost don't go!" Robin whined.

She wiggled out of Lucas's arms and held her arms up for Mike. He sighed and scooped her up, rolling his eyes.

"Fine, I'll stay," Mike said.

"Yay!" Robin exclaimed.

"They took care of us, we take care of them now," Dustin said pointedly to Mike. "Like Lucas said."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Hungy," Robin said and pointed to her mouth. "Ahhh."

"Mac and Cheese!" Steve exclaimed. "It's Blellow! I can make it. Mama says I don't need her, I'm a big boy."

"Yeah, you're a big boy but not big enough to make the food. You need us, okay?" Max said.

"Mama wrong?" Steve asked.

"So wrong," Max said.

"Can we watch toons?" Steve whispered.

"You deserve it," Max said and placed him on the ground.

Robin wiggled out of Mike's arms and took Steve’s hand before running into the living room.

"GHOST!" Robin yelled.

"TOONS!" Steve screamed. "PWEAASE?!"

"Ghost, you're being summoned to watch toons," Dustin said in amusement.

Mike flipped him off before walking into the living room.

"You guys can make the Mac and Cheese. I'm going to watch some toons," Max said and disappeared into the living room.

"MAX!" Robin and Steve screamed. "IT'S SCOOBY!"

It was left up to Dustin and Lucas to make the food, which wasn't that hard. Since they were so pleasant about it, they allowed Robin and Steve to eat in the living room. They sat on the couch with bed trays on their laps as they ate their food. Robin and Steve sat on the couch, bobbing their head to the music as they sang along to the Scooby-Doo theme song. Lucas couldn't help it when he found the Polaroid and took a picture of Robin clutching a lock of Steve’s hair gently in her hand while Steve did the same with her as they ate with their free hand.

"They're so cute," Lucas said.

"You so want a kid of your own," Max scoffed.

"I mean, not now. I'm 14, but maybe when I'm older and I get the chance to adopt a kid who doesn't have people to love or care for them," Lucas shrugged.

Max smiled and pulled him in for a kiss.

"Sweet," she blushed.

"Ewww!" Steve and Robin exclaimed.

"Barf," Robin said.

"You still want them, broody?" Max asked.

"They're not so bad," Lucas laughed.

TWO HOURS LATER. . .

"I LOOKED AWAY FOR ONE GODDAMN SECOND!" Dustin shrieked.

"Where's Steve?!" Mike asked.

"In the kitchen trying to make a cake for Dusty!" Max yelled. "Yeah, there is flower everywhere!"

"Where the fuck is Robin?!" Lucas asked.

"Oh, she's hanging around," Dustin said casually.

"SHE'S HANGING FROM THE DRAPES!" Mike screamed.

"Ghost! Watch!" Robin screamed. "I'm a bird!"

"NO THE FUCK YOU'RE NOT!" Mike screamed.

He managed to dive over the couch and catch her before she hit the floor.

"Good catch, Mike," Dustin said.

"I am never having kids," he said.

"Cwanky ghost," Robin said.

"Ghost needs a nap," Mike said.

She wiggled out of Mike's arms and ran into the kitchen. Max was lifting Steve out of the flour when Robin decided to dive in.

"SNOW!" Robin exclaimed. "Loook! Snow angle!"

"More like snow devil," Mike said, breathing heavily as he hurried into the room.

"Alright, guys, bath time!" Lucas exclaimed, clapping his hands.

"No baff!" Robin and Steve exclaimed.

"Yes, bath," Lucas said.

"The bath isn't a punishment. You have to get clean," Max said. "Or otherwise you're going to grow icky stuff on your bodies like spider eggs that will hatch and crawl all over you!"

"Max!" Dustin exclaimed.

"Baff! Baff!" Robin and Steve yelled as they ran to Max.

Max smirked as she led them to the bathroom. Lucas quickly followed.

"Mike, Dustin, clean up the kitchen while we clean up Double Trouble over here," Max said.

Steve and Robin babbled to each other as they splashed around in the bath, soaking the both of them.

"What language are they speaking?" Lucas asked.

"I think they're creating their own language," Max said.

"Don't twins do that?" Lucas asked.

"Yeah, they're soul twins," Max said and shared a grin with Lucas.

They managed to get through the bath without any accidents and kept most of the water in the bathtub.

"Alright, if you guys can get dressed for bed without any problems, I'll read you a bedtime story!" Lucas said happily.

Robin and Steve hollered before running upstairs to Steve’s room. When they came back down, they were wearing their new matching blue pajamas they were lined with red stripes. Mike and Dustin were sprawled out one couch looking exhausted. Max hugged the both of them as Lucas snapped yet another photo. He sat on the couch, pulling out a copy of the Hobbit. Robin and Steve sat next to Lucas, looking at the book as he started to read. Once again, they had a grasp of each other's hair, twirling it around their tiny fingers. This time, it was Max taking the picture. Pretty soon, Robin and Steve were fast asleep. Dustin grinned and picked up Steve, turning around to tell Mike to pick up Robin, but Mike had fallen asleep. Max rolled her eyes before picking up Robin. They walked up the stairs and tucked them into Steve’s bed. Steve stirred as did Robin.

"Wobbie?"

"Yeah?"

"Are we best fwiends?" Steve asked.

"Yeah."

"How long?"

"Forever, Stebe."

"Otay."

Their eyes fluttered close, and they were soon fast asleep.

"Oh, man," Dustin said tearfully. "I almost don't want them to grow up."

"Yeah," Max said softly.

They moved downstairs to find that Lucas had fallen asleep as well. Max grinned before snuggling into her boyfriend's side and closing her eyes. Dustin sprawled out in the recliner, putting his hat over his face. It wasn't long before they were all fast sleep. The next morning, Steve and Robin woke up to complete confusion. They were now back to their normal selves.

"What the hell?" Steve asked.

"Don't be so surprised. This isn't the first time we slept in the same bed," Robin yawned.

"Yeah, but I don't remember these pajamas," Steve said. "I feel like we're missing something. What's the last thing you remember?"

"Well, we were going to check out that witch's store with Max and Dustin," Robin said and they shot up.

"Max and Dustin!" Robin and Steve exclaimed.

They stumbled downstairs to find Max, Lucas, Dustin, and Mike fast asleep. Steve picked up the Polaroids that were on the table and showed them to Robin.

"The witch turned us into kids," Steve said.

"And they took care of us," Robin said softly.

"You take care of us. We take care of you," Dustin mumbled. "Lucas said."

"We got good kids," Steve said.

"They'll do," Robin shrugged with a grin.

They walked into the kitchen to make them breakfast, holding hands as they did so.

"Why are we holding hands?" Steve asked.

"No fucking clue!"

"Also, why do I have the sudden urge to call Mike a ghost?"

[mamawasatesttube]

I love mentor Tim and his hero kids. He says there’s anywhere between 6 and 27 of them at all times, he lost count. He’s lying. He knows everything about them. He is their cringe mentor who uses vintage memes and simultaneously the coolest person they know

there's a whole plot here i'm gonna write one day about tim mentoring a little gaggle of idiot teenagers <3 they adore him but he's so cringefail and they're like god how is it that you of all people know everybody in the hero community??? you did NOT just say "weirdchamp" tim youre killing us!!!

but the plot of this is a lil idiot teenager outsider pov thing wherein like. this lil squad of teenagers (all very starstruck by superfam btw. they all still think yknow superfam are kryptonians 24/7 and live at the fortress of solitude etc.) are blown away by the fact that tim, rook, their kind of pathetic scrunkly mentor who they love TIM, knows supernova. whoa. they saw supernova in the hallway and he stopped to say hi to tim!!! whoa!!!!

but then supernova just like. keeps showing up?? seemingly, like, just to hang out with tim? and theyre like oh my god wait you guys are fRIENDS???? TIM HOW????

supernova of course finds this hilarious, laughs his ass off, and says oh yeah man, this guy's been my bestie since we were what. fifteen? and tim snorts and says yeah, about then. and supernova elbows him and says what, you didn't tell them ANYTHING about our days of bothering red tornado? and tim says wryly, i didn't want to give them any more ideas.

and so, hero worship or not, supernova showing up to lounge on tim's desk while tim instructs them in hand to hand, or to chatter over tim's shoulder while tim tinkers with a new gadget, or this or that, etc, becomes kind of normal. he's just always hanging out, when he's not busy with his own hero work or away with other members of the superfam, etc. it's wild! they're all so starry-eyed. he talks to them about how cool tactile telekinesis is (and why is tim rolling his eyes??? supernova is right, it's SO cool!!) or about his favorite episodes of wendy the werewolf stalker (man that's old and like, a classic. he's cultured!!!! whoa...)

but they just see him around a lot, is the point. he's starting to become a constant presence, and they get to see how seamlessly he and tim interact.

and it is then. that the gaggle of teenagers starts to suspect something.

they have a feeling--and tim plays his cards pretty close to his chest, of course, but they have a feeling... that tim. might actually be in love with supernova.

(what follows: local bunch of dumbass teens with hearts of gold try really earnestly to set tim up with his own husband. tim doesn't understand why this is happening. kon thinks it's hilarious.)

[attentionneedyqueen]

Rating R/syscringe comments about me!

My original post and The reddit post <3

Tw : Ableism

User 1 :

Uhm 💀

[RATING: 1/10. Boring, but straight to the point.]

User 2 (top 5% commenter) :

so it's gotten to the point they're just loud and proud about it, yet they're still getting away with this? real classy, if it's not bait i'll be really annoyed.

[RATING: 8/10 No, dear redditor, it is not bait. I am being #deadass, /Srs, if you will. A little trueposting on main. Imoblogging. Favorite out of the bunch as it makes us plurals sound like some evil movement]

User 3 :

They’re right in that there is absolutely nothing wrong with wanting validation, attention, and to be more interesting! But there are unhealthy ways of going about getting there.

→ User 4 (replying to 3) :

We need to normalize requesting attention. Normalize saying “hey, I’m lonely and/or bored and want someone to talk to.” Normalize saying “Hey, I feel like I’m being ignored.”

[RATING: -0.0010/10 PLZZZ ADD SOME PIZZAZ PLZZZ. Well at least User 3's kinda based.]

User 5 :

ew

[RATING: 0/10 because one less letter and no emoji unlike the first one. I like to think I'm fair ]

User 6 :

At least they have the guts to accept that DID faking is typically done for attention. I���d prefer this attitude over a “NOO!!1!!1! EVERY SYSTEM IS VALID AND U CANT FAKECLAIM CUZ UR JUST A SILLY JELLY SINGLET WITH NO MEDICAL LITERACY OR COMPASSION FOR MY OBVIOUS SUFFERINGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHGRRR>>:(((“

-> User 3 (Replying to 6) :

Right? I would prefer this over “gusss I HATE having DID why did our Martha Washington factive do our homework by candlelight with all the lights off”

[RATING: 3/10 NOOOOO USER 3!!!! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE BASEDDDDDD!!!!]

User 7 :

Jesus fucking Christ man. On Christmas eve?????

[RATING: 8/10 Christmas came 341 days early :3]

User 8 :

Fuck them, so tired of this fucking bullshit they do and in a way it's fucking worst when they are fucking open about fucking faking a fucking horrible mental illness, fuck them 😤

[RATING: -5/10 ohmygoooodddddd cheer UP! People with a disorder just have a disorder ! Not the fucking bubonic plague cursed apon them from Bhaal. Fucking "horrible mental illness" is like sooo varied from person to person.]

User 9 (1% commenter) :

Finally they admit to being attention seekers

[RATING: 100000/10 LOUD AND PROUD BROTHER!!!!]

CONCLUSION :

Well, that was fun! Honestly I hope more people do stuff like this. Being posted on that subreddit can be a super fun experience (but only if you make it be/want it to be)! At least for someone like me LOL.

I also find it amusing that they make us sound like a bigger problem than we actually are. It'd be adorable if it wasn't just a smidge concerning.

Anyways! PLZZZZ TAG ME IF YOU RATE COMMENTS FROM THIS SUBREDDIT ON YOUR PLURAL POSTS!!!!!!!!!! PRETTY PLZZZZ!!!!

[jennay]

Livestream

Noah Sebastian x Reader

Request: would love a fluffy best friends that totally have loved each other but are scared to admit, maybe do something like if he still streamed. I wish he still did occasionally. 😭♥️♥️

An: this had a little more angst then what I originally planned. Lol but I hope you all enjoy it! I'm living for the Noah requests. 🥰

Also as you can tell I know nothing about twitch. 😂

Noah master list

Warnings: cursing and angst…mostly fluff.

Words: about 2600

You perk up as you hear the door open and close, breaking the silence of the empty bar. You've been waiting for some customers to show up, hoping to make some decent tips today. You smile as you recognize the familiar faces of Noah and Nicholas.

You grab two glasses and greet them warmly. "My favorite customers! What can I get you?" You ask.

Nicholas hops on the stool next to Noah and scans the deserted place. "How's it going?" He says. "Where's the party at?"

You shrug and hand him a beer. "Covid, Nick… it's hard to get people out these days."

You glance at Noah, who is browsing the canned drinks. His long, dark hair frames his handsome face. You can't help but admire how cute he is, even though you would never tell him that. You and Noah have a platonic friendship, but it's not like any other. You have feelings for him, but you don't want to ruin what you have. You enjoy spending time with him, watching movies, playing games, and teasing him on his live streams. He took a while to figure out that you were the one leaving funny comments on his videos. He cracked up when he realized it was you, especially when you were doing it from his own bedroom.

Sometimes, you would catch him looking puzzled at the screen, wondering who was messing with him. "Who the fuck is this?" He would say, reading one of your messages. "They think they're hilarious."

"Hi sunshine, what are you in the mood for? Beer, white claw, mix drink?"

Noah tucks his hair behind his ears and points at a blackberry-white claw. "That sounds good. Can I have one of those?"

You nod and grab the can from the cooler. You pop it open and slide it over to him.

Conversing with them as you lean on the counter. "So, what's up with you guys today? Any big plans for the night?" You ask.

Noah sighs and takes a sip of his drink. "We just needed a break from the house. It's driving me crazy being stuck in there all the time." He says. "And we wanted to see our favorite bartender, of course!"

"I thought you were working on the album?"

Nicholas nods and rolls his eyes. "Yeah, but then Jolly got into an argument with Noah. We had to pause."

You laugh and raise your eyebrow. You're not surprised that Noah was the problem. He may seem calm and quiet, but he's also a perfectionist who wants to do everything over and over again.

"Noah." You scold. "You're such a drama queen!"

He puts his drink down and leans forward, clasping his hands together as if he's about to confess something. But instead, he whispers, "Fuck off."

You giggle at his remark, rolling your eyes at him. "You're a man-child."

"And you love it." He teases. "Are you coming over after your shift?"

"Maybe."

Nicholas laughs as he watches you lean closer to Noah, pretending to be angry at him. You narrow your eyes and say, "I don't even like you."

Noah gasps and clutches his chest, acting hurt. "Fucking liar!" He exclaims. "You adore me!"

You lean back, crossing your arms over your chest. "What's in it for me?"

Nicholas stands, sneering, tired of the bickering between you and Noah, "I'm gonna use the pisser. Watch my drink, make sure Noah doesn't drug me."

"So," Noah says, smacking his hands on the counter jokingly, "Are you going to?" He asks eagerly, flashing his perfect white teeth in a hopeful smile. He leans closer to you, his dark eyes sparkling with mischief.

"I can't." You bite your bottom lip. "Why do you want me to come over so bad anyway? That's the second time you've asked."

"Nothing." He laughs, "Sometimes I like your company when I stream. The crowd that gets on likes you."

"Probably because I'm amazing." You joke.

Noah takes a sip of his drink, watching you intently as you pick up some glasses to clean.

He sets his can down, "Probably." He agrees quietly but with a hint of seriousness in his tone.

"Hmm?" You question, not hearing him.

"Oh, I just said unlikely." He lies, smirking at you.

You set the glass down and glare at him, "Sometimes I wonder why I hang out with you. You're pretty mean." You know Noah is teasing you, but sometimes you wonder if that's what he really thinks of you.

"You're sensitive as fuck today." His brow raises, but he doesn't ask why you might be feeling that way.

"Maybe you're being an asshole?"

When Nicholas arrives back at the bar, he can sense the tension between you. "What'd you pick a fight with (y/n) too?" His brown eyes look from you to Noah and to his drink. He quickly drinks the rest of it, glaring at Noah for whatever he did to annoy you. "C'mon. Don't be a dick. Let's get out of here." He flashes you a quick smile. "See ya later, (y/n)."

Noah smiles at you again, "Come over!" He doesn't wait for you to respond. He leaves you behind, waving as he exits.

You didn't go to Noah's house after work. Instead, you went home, made dinner, and cozied on the couch to watch a movie with your dog. You didn't bother texting him; his words had stung. You'd been a loyal friend to him for years, but he didn't seem to appreciate it.

Sometimes, it felt like you were a burden to him or a toy for his amusement. He treated you differently when his friends were around.

When you were alone, however, it was a different story. He was sweet and kind; Noah showered you affectionately, making your heart flutter. But as soon as one of his buddies showed up, he changed. He teased you mercilessly and acted like you were one of the guys. You hated it; you weren't one of the guys. You were a girl who had feelings for him.

Feelings that you wished would disappear, but they didn't. They clung to you like a shadow, haunting you every day. You hoped that maybe one day he would see you as more than a friend, but right now wasn't the right time.

You were just (y/n), his best friend who secretly loved him but would die before admitting it.

An idea clicked in your head; you knew he was streaming tonight. You run to your room, get your laptop, and plop back on the couch, ensuring not to squish your golden retriever, whose mighty perked up over your quick actions.

You're feeling mischievous today. You log into Twitch with a different username and no camera, ready to mess with Noah.

You find his invite and click on it, eager to see his reaction. He's live, looking handsome as ever in his glasses, sweater, and cat ear headphones. His long hair falls over his shoulders as he reads the chat. You pause for a moment, wondering if this is a good idea. But curiosity gets the better of you. You want to know what he says when he thinks you're not listening.

He answers a question from a fan, "Where's (Y/n)?" He shrugs and sips his drink, "I don't know. I think I pissed her off, so she's not joining me tonight. Maybe she'll show up later." He adjusts his glasses and reads another question, "I had a surprise for you guys tonight, but (Y/n) 's not here so no surprise."

You raise an eyebrow and type a question, "Maybe you should be nicer to her." You hit enter and bite your lip, waiting for him to notice. His eyes widen as he reads your message.

"Nicer to her!?" He exclaims, incredulous. "I'm always nice to her. She's one of my best friends." He looks at your username and frowns, "Who are you anyway?"

You smirk and reply, "You weren't very nice at the bar today."

He grins, realizing it's you, "Why are you hiding behind a fake account?"

You mute the movie playing in the background of your living room, amused by his reaction. You decide to play along. "I didn't know how mean I wanted to be. Maybe treat you how you treat me sometimes."

"You didn't even listen to what I said!" He rolls his eyes and laughs sarcastically, "If you're going to do this, you might as well show your pretty face." He challenges you. He glances at his follower count, which is rising rapidly. People love drama, and he knows it. He usually doesn't get this personal on a livestream, but he has some things he wants to say. "Besides, you started it when you said you didn't even like me!"

You scowl at the screen, annoyed by his words. How dare he act innocent? "I have to keep up with your assholeness!" You type back.

He shakes his head and sends you a link to join him on the stream. "You're not fooling anyone anymore. Just join me already."

You sigh, feeling the pressure. You switch to your main account and click the link he sent you. You allow your camera to turn on, and soon enough, your face appears next to his on the screen.

"Happy now?" You ask with more attitude than you intended.

He nods, smiling at the screen. "There you are."

You lean forward, resting your chin on your hands, "What do you want Noah? I don't really feel like talking to you right now."

He looks at you seriously, "Well, I wanted to talk to you about something important. Something I've been meaning to tell you for a long time."

You raise an eyebrow, curious and suspicious. "What?"

He takes a deep breath and says, "I don't want to be your friend anymore." He pauses, feeling nervous.

You instantly feel a gut-wrenching sickness in your stomach, "Fuck you!"

"Wait! Let me finish!" He quickly says. "I like you more than a friend. I've liked you since the day we met, and I've been trying to show you how I feel, but I guess I'm not very good at it and I get scared and I fuck up and then I tease you thinking it's flirting, but it's not working cause it's been four years, and you still haven't caught on, and I'm sorry if I ever hurt you or made you angry. That's never my intention. I just wanted to make you laugh and smile and be happy. I haven't said it directly because I was afraid to lose you, but now I feel like I'm losing you because I won't fucking say it."

You blink, stunned by his words. You don't know what to say or how to react. You look at the chat, which is going wild with comments and emojis. Some are cheering for him, teasing him, and shipping you two.

You realize that he just confessed his feelings for you to thousands of people. You look back at him, searching his eyes for any sign of a joke or a prank. But he seems sincere and nervous, waiting for your response.

You feel your heart beating faster and your face heating up. You wonder if he can hear it through the microphone. You open your mouth, but no words come out. You're speechless.

"God, dammit, Noah. I'm facetiming you. Get off your live."

You're nervous and excited as you sit beside Noah on his Twitch stream. It's been a week since he confessed his feelings for you. You've decided to go public with your relationship, and you're ready to face his fans' reactions.

You sway back and forth in your chair, waiting for the screen to load. Noah rests his hand on your leg, giving you a gentle squeeze. "You OK?" He asks, looking at you with concern.

You nod your head, smiling at him. "Yeah. I'm good. Are you sure you want to tell everyone now?" You ask, feeling a bit nervous.

He nods, grinning at you. "It's been a week. I think they've waited long enough." He says, referring to the cliffhanger he left on his last stream.

He pulls you closer to him and kisses your cheek. You giggle and lean on his shoulder, feeling his warmth and heartbeat.

The computer dings, and the chat has started. You pull your head back from Noah's tattooed arm and sit straight, ready to face the camera. Hundreds of messages pop up on the screen, asking about you and Noah, wondering if you're together or not.

Noah looks at you with a reassuring smile and wraps his arm around your waist. He leans in and whispers in your ear, "Ready to do this, babe?" He calls you by the nickname he gave you when you started dating. You feel affection for him and nod, blushing. He kisses your forehead and turns to the camera, greeting his fans.

"Hey guys, welcome! I hope you're all doing well. As you can see, I have a special guest with me today." He says, gesturing to you. "My now girlfriend." He announces proudly, making your heart skip a beat. He looks at you with love in his eyes and smiles. "Say hi, babe."

You wave at the camera and say hi, feeling shy but happy. You see the chat explode with comments, some congratulating you two, some expressing shock or disbelief, some asking questions or making jokes.

You feel overwhelmed by the attention, but Noah holds you tight and makes you feel safe. He answers some of the questions from the fans, what he likes about you, what you love about him.

Noah tells them about the surprise he had planned for them on the night he confessed his feelings for you: He was going to sing a song for you on the stream, which he wrote for you. He says he still wants to do it if you don't mind.

You nod, feeling touched by his gesture. He smiles and kisses your nose, making you giggle. He grabs his guitar from behind him and strums a few chords.

Clearing his throat, he starts singing about how much you mean to him and how happy you make him. Some other sappy things that you weren't expecting from him.

He looks at you as he sings, making eye contact every few seconds. You feel tears as you listen to his beautiful voice and heartfelt lyrics.

You smile and mouth, "I love you."

He smiles back and mouths, "I love you too." He finishes the song and puts down his guitar. He wraps his arms around you and hugs you tightly, kissing your cheek. He turns to the camera and says goodbye to his fans, thanking them for their support and kind words.

He says he'll see them next time, but he wants to spend some time with his girlfriend. Noah winks at the camera and ends the stream.

He turns off the computer and looks at you with a sweet expression. "How was that?"

"That was amazing." You say sincerely, holding your hands to your heart nearly melting.

"I'm glad you liked it."

You snuggle into his chest and sigh contentedly, throwing your legs over his lap. You gently grab the sides of his face and kiss him, feeling like you're living your best dream. "It was perfect."

[jenniferjareauwife]

omg what about jj and r playing minecraft on a day off, and r builds a super cute house for the two of them with cats and plants🥹

Minecraft

pairing: jennifer jareau x fem reader

category: fluff

warnings: none

word count: 568

summary: you build your girlfriend a minecraft house on your day off

a/n: this was such a cute little drabble. i want a gf who will play video games with me

I leaned back against JJ's front, sitting between her legs as we played Minecraft on our PS5. We had a day off since we just had a case and this was the perfect way to spend our day. Every so often JJ would leave a little kiss on the top of my head, making me smile. Little did she know, I had a surprise for her when she came back up from the cave.

It was 15 minutes later when her pickaxe finally broke and she was heading back up to our house that I had been working on. I made the ginger cats that I had bred sit in the corner while I placed our beds down next to each other, making them both a dark blue.

I felt her breath hitch when she saw the house. "Oh my God baby you made all of this?" I nodded eagerly, putting the controller down and rubbing my eyes, they hurt a bit from how concentrated I was. She tucked her head into the crook of my neck from behind, giving me little kisses there while she looked all around the house. "You got us ginger cats?"

"I know they're your favorite." I blushed, playing with my fingers.

"You're so cute baby." She let go of her controller so she could wrap her arms around my waist, she hasn't even seen the beds yet.

"You haven't seen the beds yet!" I exclaimed, tilting my head up so she could kiss my forehead.

"The beds?" She went upstairs and saw the dark blue beds in the corner, doubled up. I could feel her chest tighten against my back. "You put them next to each other?"

"I mean yeah...we sleep together in real life-" She cut me off with a sweet kiss on the lips, putting our controllers on the coffee table and pushing me down against the couch, wrapping her arms around me tightly, holding me as close as possible. "I can't breathe!" I giggled.

"I don't care. You're cute and you need the cuddles."

"I do." I kissed the top of her head as she rested it on my chest, reaching over slightly to grab the controllers and turn off the tv, saying goodbye to the cats beforehand so they didn't think we were abandoning them.

"I love you." She rested her chin on my chest, looking up at me with loving eyes. "You're so adorable." She scrunched her nose up, making my heart melt.

"You are too." I rubbed my hands up and down her back.

"But you made us a Minecraft house. In a million years I never would've thought anyone ever would've done that for me." I shrugged and blushed.

"I love you." I tried to play it cool. "I can build you another one if you want."

"The one you built is perfect. I want more cats though." I nodded.

"I can go do that." I went to reach for a controller but she grabbed my hand and kissed it.

"Just cuddles now. I love you so much." She hid her face in my neck, my brain going fuzzy from how much love I felt for her.

"I love you more. I'll build you all the Minecraft houses in the world if it'll make you happy." I felt her smile against me again.

"Another reason why I love you so much."

"I love you more."

[storiesbyjes2g]

3.190 New season

Today, I took the family back to Gilbert Gardens to see our house, officially, for the first time. Last night, after Dub went home, I showed Sophia pictures of the inside to confirm with her my choice. As suspected, she agreed wholeheartedly. When we walked in, the familiar scene greeted us with a warm invitation. After scrolling through the pictures over the last few days, being inside was so magical. It felt like home. Sophia was especially taken with all the red accents in the living room. I think it's hilarious how she says she doesn't have a favorite color, but it's so obvious that she does.

We've had many signs that this was to be our home even before we bought it, and the inside confirms it even more. First, with Sophia's favorite color, and now my mother's. The kitchen is green, and throughout my life, it seems like most of our intimate moments happened in kitchens. I'm not a big fan of the color, but it felt like fate.

The eat-in kitchen is such a large room, as I said previously. It's totally gonna end up being the family room. Me and Sophia already hang together while we're cooking anyway, so with the computer and toys for Desi in the mix, I don't see how we'll ever leave this room. Sophia is the only one who watches TV, and she really only does that when she's alone, so I don't see the living room getting much use.

It's interesting how a home's layout makes all the difference. This house is roughly the same size as our current one, but it feels so much more spacious. I especially love having different places to hang out. Upstairs, there's a nice loft-like area that I'm sure Desi and her cousins will take over when they're older. I wish we could have had a spot like that in our current house. Tummy time would have been so much more comfortable than squeezing into a narrow hallway.

All the bedrooms and the hall bath open to this space. Our bedroom is super tiny, so the wardrobe sits just outside the door. It'll be tough to leave behind our large bedroom, but we've lived the tiny room life before and will do it again happily. At least we finally got our own bathroom this time. We might have to change the color scheme, though, because the bedroom is the one place I don't want to be thinking about Mama.

I love Desi's room. It has such a sweet yet calm vibe, just like her. It's a shame she'll probably never sleep in it as is. I hope I can find a similar set in a child size to maintain the vibe.

When the cousins come over, two of them can stay in the spare room, and the other can camp out in the loft with a sleeping bag.

There's a nice size porch, and a fenced in side yard just like we have at our current house. But the pièces de résistance is the backyard. I'm glad to see all the stuff I ordered arrived, but I kicked myself for not thinking it through. I was too excited about giving the kids the best backyard ever and never once considered they're all aging up the day after tomorrow. Hopefully, there's a good return policy because that stuff was not cheap.

Once we finished touring the house and getting a feel for it, my next move was to leave and go back home, naturally. Sophia reminded me that this is our home and we could stay as long as we want unless I had something better to do. I most certainly did not, so we parked upstairs and sat on the floor with Desi.

"Do you like this house, Des?" I ask.

"Yeah!"

"Do you want to live here?"

"I go live in the dollie house!"

I swear we have the most adorable kid on earth. And I will fight anyone who disagrees, heh. Given how she behaved at Dub's rental, I knew I wouldn't have to convince her moving here was a good thing, but I had to be sure she understood this time we were definitely staying.

"We should pack up our photos and stuff tonight and move in tomorrow," Sophia said.

"Why tomorrow?"

"Why not? It's not like we're taking much. Plus, I'd like to be settled before her birthday."

Sometimes, I don't understand my brain. Like, I'll have something in my head to do, but for whatever reason, it doesn't occur to me to do it right away. I honestly can't tell you when I thought we'd move in, but it definitely was not tomorrow. Thank goodness my wife has better foresight than me.

"Are you excited about your birthday, Desi baby?" I ask.

"Birdaaaay!"

She's excited because we're excited, but I don't think she knows what birthdays are all about yet, so I try to explain.

"It's gonna be so fun! All your cousins will be here, and we're gonna eat cake, and then you'll be a BIG girl. Are you excited?"

"I cited!"

"What excites you most about being a big girl?" Sophia asks.

"I cited about TREE HOUSE, an I pway with Koopa an Wosie, an I cited about pway with you, Daddy!"

"Awww, I'm excited about playing with you, too. Are you excited about school?"

"What's school?"

"School is a place where you go every day to learn important stuff and get super smart. There'll be lots of other kids there, and you can make friends. And there's a thing called recess where they let you go outside and run around for a little while. It'll be fun."

I do not doubt that little speech was more for convincing myself because the thought of her being away for that long every day makes me incredibly anxious, and I miss her already. How is my baby girl school-age already?? I should have asked Dub how he dealt with this transition.

"Does that sound like fun, sweet potato?" Sophia asks.

"Yeah! I gon' have THIS MANY fwens!"

"Woooow that's a lot of friends," Sophia said.

I left them talking to go to the bathroom, and then I called Less to give her the plan. When I returned, I found my entire family in the kitchen, looking happy and comfortable, as if we'd been living here the entire time. I sensed that relief—that era of chill I'd been longing for—settling into the foundation of the house. If I would have known all we needed was a change of venue, I would have bought this house long time ago. But everything happens in its time for a reason. Whatever this new season will bring, I'm ready for it.

[yanyanderes]

The yandere self aware concept is so appealing to me

The guy's falling inlove with the person in another universe? Yes, that's amazing. But, when they're yandere? That's some good shit

Imagine Donnie is desperate for reader to be with them, to the point he builds a machine that's supposed to be impossible to build cause of all the multiverse stuff but hey, he IS in a cartoon world so it isn't that impossible

The reader's so confused when they get transported into the rottmnt world, trying to process the scenerio happening to them while the guy's are so happy to actually meet you! They can protect them properly now :)

Reader getting isolated in the guy's home isn't a far fetched idea. If it guarantees reader's safety, why not?

Hey, why're you trying to leave? We're keeping you safe here!

oooh man, this one’s an old one sent back in october.

sorry it took so long! didn’t have any ideas at the time, so i kinda let this sit in my drafts and forgot to get back to it-

but anyways, this one’s a long one, so i put it under the cut.

“…it actually…!”

“i know… genius… thank me later…”

“…alright? ….been unconscious for…”

“i’m sure… soon.”

the voices all blend together. they all seem so familiar… yet (y/n) isn’t able to pinpoint who they belong to, or where they’ve heard them from, especially when their ears are still ringing.

they groan, their head throbbing in agony. what… happened? one moment, they were watching some cartoons on their laptop, and then…

they manage to pry their eyes open, only to shield them again when a bright light practically blinds them.

the ringing doesn’t stop, but it dies down, allowing (y/n) to hear the voices more clearly. they crane their head to the side and see four figures. three stand off to the side, talking amongst themselves, while the fourth is right next to their aching figure.

as their vision clears, they can’t help but think… are they hallucinating? did they have a concussion? there’s no way this is actually happening…

the figure closest to them seems to finally realize they’ve woken up, judging by the way they call out to the others.

“guys! they’re awake!”

(y/n) tries to sit up, yet the moment they do, they clutch their head in agony, a yell escaping their throat as they curl into a ball.

“hey, hey, take it easy.“

a hand rubs circles on their back. the speaker’s voice sounded so concerned for their well-being… hang on. they know that voice- in fact, they know all their voices!

“it’s you-! ah!”

(y/n) turns their head quickly. maybe a bit too quickly, since the pain quickly gets worse and they clutch their head yet again.

“i just told you to take it easy! here, lay back down.”

large yet gentle hands rest on their shoulders, ushering them to rest. even so, (y/n) stays upright.

“i- i know you! i know all of you! you’re- no, there’s no way…”

do their eyes deceive them? the fuzziness in their eyes slowly dissipates, and-

no. no, they don’t. these are in fact four talking mutant turtles standing in front of them.

“there’s no way, no way! i’m dreaming, aren’t i?”

“no, this is no dream, we are all very much real.”

“but- you’re from a tv show! this- this is so weird.”

“you think that’s weird?! imagine being us! we’re just minding our business, testing out mystic weapons, when all of a sudden we hear cheering!”

what?

“not gonna lie, it was kinda creepy at first, but-“

“but you were so sweet, we couldn’t help but love it!”

mikey wraps his arms around (y/n) and pulls them into a hug, the sudden motion making them woozy yet again.

“you called us cool, you cried when we cried, you cheered us on!”

“you- you heard all that??”

“of course we did! and can i just say, you were absolutely adorable while you were gushing over us.”

it takes a moment for (y/n) to process all this information.

they wake up on a table with a throbbing headache… in one of their favorite cartoons… and now they’re being told the characters were watching them as well.

this is kinda cool, but mostly… really freaky. especially with the way they’re acting with them.

“i- um- thanks?”

(y/n) is admittedly really nervous talking to them face-to-face, especially after learning they had been listening to everything they said about them.

“i’m- it’s a pleasure to meet you, but… how am i here?”

“oh, you have me to thank for that! you see, with me being the genius i am, i managed to construct a machine that could transport you from your dimension into ours!”

he what.

“you… what?!”

“i know! incredible, isn’t it?”

“there’s a way to go back, right?”

“you wanna leave already?”

mikey’s excitement quickly dies hearing (y/n)’s words. he releases them from a hug, and they can see the panicked, almost frantic look in his eyes.

“i mean, it’s really nice meeting you all, i just… have a lot of business to catch up on in my world, and i’d like to get back as soon as possible.”

“but- but- there’s so much we still have to do!”

“and you said you loved us, didn’t you? every time you showed up, you’d be all over us!”

“i know, i just-“

their eyes dart to donnie, hoping he would butt in to help their case. donnie and leo give a quick glance at each other, with leo giving donnie a small nod.

“of course. we understand, pulling you from your dimension and forcing you into ours was wrong, and we apologize. we’ll get to work immediately to rectify our mistake.”

(y/n) lets out a relieved sigh, happy to hear they would be going home soon. though, was it just them, or was donnie acting a bit… off?

they had little time to think on it when mikey’s grip on them returns, this time nearly crushing their ribs.

“donnie, what’re you doing?! they can’t leave yet! raph, tell them they can’t leave yet!”

(y/n)’s gaze flickers over to donnie, who was currently working with the machine that had brought them there. however, they can’t help but worry for the strange noises that emit from the machine…

raph is quick to distract them by stepping in the way, blocking donnie from their field of vision. no matter how they crane their neck, raph seems determined to stay in their sights.

“before you go, why don’t you rest a bit? donnie said something about headaches, are you alright? need me to get you anything? drinks? food? pillows?”

“you can have all the drinks, food, and pillows you want if you stay!”

“but i can’t, i have a life to live! family to take care of, friends to visit, a home to go back to-!”

“this can be your new home!”

the desperation in mikey’s voice only gets more noticeable as he talks more and more.

“we’ll love you, we’ll take care of you! you won’t have to worry about visiting anyone! we’ll give you everything you want!”

by this point, (y/n) had started struggling to get out of mikey’s death grip. what is up with these guys?? they never acted like this in the show!

“i already told you, i can’t-!”

BOOM

they’re interrupted by an explosion off to the side. no. no, this isn’t happening. raph steps out of the way and, to (y/n)’s horror, reveals the completely obliterated machinery that was supposed to bring them home.

“oh dear! it looks like my invention has spontaneously combusted! what in the world could have caused such an unfortunate event?”

(y/n)’s knows that tone of voice. the almost robotic way of speaking donnie uses only when he’s trying to lie. he did this on purpose.

“ahh, such a shame.”

leo doesn’t even try to hide his lack of concern, given his relaxed- almost pleased- expression, and the way he wraps an arm around (y/n)’s shoulders.

“how long will it take to fix that thing?”

“if we’re lucky, perhaps a year.”

those monsters.

“oh well. hey, don’t worry about it! you’ll love it here!”

liars.

“we’ve been getting ready for this day for weeks! we’ve got a room just for you, with all your favorite snacks, and a bunch of games and movies we think you’ll enjoy!”

psychopaths.

“don’t worry, (y/n)! we’ll take care of you. we promise.”

‘take me home’.

didn’t know how to end this-

[epickiya722]

You know what, I expected that they would have Chloe not mention Chad at all. We already know they do not care about continuity.

But I'm going to tell you my problem with not having Chloe mentioning Chad.

Just throwing it out there, it's not that the fandom really cares about Chad like that. I don't really care about Chad like that. (They could have done better with his writing. As for a lot of other characters.)

It's not that the fandom is like "oh, how dare they take away our favorite white boy". It's not that. No, scratch that. It's part of this following reason.

It's that the OG VKs and AKs were done dirty before and it continues. Oh, but it's not just that. See, them leaving most of them out is an "excuse" for something else that I'll talk about later.

Just follow with me here.

Not too long ago they released the Red version of Uma's song, What's My Name. In the song there is this part...

This is Red's part, just so we're clear. They had her make remarks that the VKs are "middle-aged". Mind you while on a song belonging to UMA. The VKs would just be reaching their 20s at this time. Just their 20s!! If you're including Celia, Dizzy and the Smee Twins as VKs (because technically they are) they would probably still be in school.

What's makes this part worse is the "cradle to the grave" lyrics. The songwriters obviously were not thinking when they put that in. They didn't register what fans might they think when hearing those lyrics. Do I have to say it? Like, really think about it.

With this part of the song and no mention of Chad in Chloe's video, it's them saying "well, it's not like the AKs and rest of the VKs are important anyways!"

That's the problem right there. And that's a problem that leads into a bigger problem.

Let's think about the Sea Three. It's like they're already trying to replace them with Uliana, Hook and Morgie.

"But Uma is there!" They knew damn well that Uma would bring in more fans to watch that movie. Uma is a beloved character, why wouldn't they include her? It's the same reason Brandy and Paolo are back playing as Cinderella and Charming.

See, Disney will market off Black and other people of color. They'll be like "oh, we can give this character this, but not this". They can have some good traits, but they still have to get some bad. (Example, Tiana could be a princess!! But she had to spend most of her movie as a damn frog!)

Let me start with Uliana.

What sucks about Uliana and her crew to me is that it seems this time they really want fans to hate on a Black girl... again.

See, I bet in 2017 they didn't anticipate on fans adoring Uma and actually sympathizing with her. And it helps that China is a damn good actress and singer.

They made Uma the "big bad" in the second movie, continuing the "let's make the Black girls and women antagonistic" (Audrey, being played by Sarah Jeffery who is half Black, being mean to Mal and Cruella being played by a Black woman, Wendy Raquel Robinson).

Again, though, that shit didn't work so they're trying it again.

Don't believe me?

Here's the thing. If they wanted Bridget to have this sad backstory who was bullied... why did they make it a Black girl? And why is this character just so happen to be Uma's aunt and Ursula's sister? They couldn't have made another villain character be her bully? To be the reason as to why Bridget aka Queen of Hearts hates Cinderella? In fact, how about Maleficent? She's right there!!

From the looks of the trailer, it may be Uliana did something that made Bridget hate Cinderella. So they couldn't have Maleficent be manipulative and do that then? Why come up with a whole original character related to one of the most other notorious Disney villains (who is Black in the Descendants universe, by the way, Whoopi Goldberg) for just that? Hm?

No, Disney said "let's make trick the fans, make them think that Dara will be playing a sweet, innocent princess and then reveal she'll be playing this bully who we made up".

See, they couldn't use Morgana from the second Little Mermaid movie because one, there's her name. We have Morgie in the movie and his mother's name is Morgana. Two, when the first Descendants movie came out, Disney made it a point to make it seem that the first films of the animated films were canon. Meaning that, yeah, sequels were ignored.

In the case of Chloe and Chad!

As I mentioned before, it comes off that the AKs and VKs are being brushed aside. And yes, it's a problem.

The problem isn't having a new generation. I personally am not upset seeing these new characters, let alone new actors. I hate how they (not the actors, not them) went about this.

They could have easily announced Malia Baker playing Chloe from the start. But no, they didn't do that. On top of that, no mention of Chad??

Disney didn't have Chloe mention Chad because they want to play off him being an OG AK and white and have the fandom feel some kind of way towards Chloe who is of color. They want people to be antagonistic towards and annoyed at Chloe. See, they let this Black girl be a princess... but they'll probably have her be annoying in the movie, some perfectionist, oh and no mention of her supposed brother.

When you think about it... while Uilanna is the Uma here, Chloe is the Audrey.

Hm, a girly princess who wears blue, who is the daughter of a beloved Disney princess whose race was changed for the Descendants, played by an actress who looks racially ambiguous but happens to be Black, who has some connection to Chad (or lack of), who also comes off as some perfectionist, an often annoying character trait.

Now, don't that seem like Chloe is the Audrey here? Just this time, our princess is nicer.

Like with Uma, Audrey was meant to be disliked, but come the third movie fans grew to like and sympathize her.

This time around with Chloe, it's like Disney is trying to be sneakier about getting the fans to hate her.

Again, it's the "they can have this but they can't have this" with their Black and other characters of color.

"It's not about race." Disney made it about race. If it wasn't, they wouldn't have done previous antics with the other characters. If wasn't, Disney would have easily kept Cinderella and her family white from the animated films, if they still wanted fans to dislike her, just as they could have with Aurora and her family, but they didn't. They made fans believe Dara was going to play a princess and just knew fans would be like "Brandy could be Cinderella" because of that, and once they had Brandy be Cinderella? Well, you see what happened.

Simply, just my opinion, Disney has the intentions to make Chloe hated or at least less popular. They're just not trying make it not racist, but still still are racist about.

Now, I'm not saying the movie is going to be oh so terrible. The thing is, a fourth movie could have been a more excitable thing for fans if Disney stopped doing most of these characters dirty with their racism and favoritism.

[zeroseuniverse]

Oblivious

word count: 905 Summary: In which they're all in love with her and she had no idea pairing: TXT x reader

“Do we have to be here?”

“What are you talking about?” Her friend wondered, not knowing why she could possibly want to leave the party.

“I’m not exactly feeling the whole being surrounded by couples today.”

“So why don’t you just give a chance to one of the guys then you wouldn’t be single anymore.” Her friend hummed, earning an incredulous look in response, “Oh come on don’t tell me you have no idea?”

“No idea about what?”

“Every guy in our group is in love with you! "her friend basically yelled, earning a few looks from nearby couples.

“No they’re not.” She said, rolling her eyes with a chuckle at the absurd comment.

“Watch this.” Her friend hummed out, eyeing an unaware Soobin who was about to stroll past them, he was clicking his tongue while tapping a bottle to his palm repeatedly, “Hey Soob!”

“Oh hey guys, wow sunshine you look beautiful today.” He chimed out, a heat rising to his cheeks as he leaned into a slight bow in greeting, stretching his arm out to pass her a drink, her favorite drink in fact, before scurrying away quickly. As she looked at him strangely.

The two friends stood and talked for a moment when a force almost knocked her forward, “Ah hello!” She gasped as she caught herself from stumbling.

“We’ve missed you!” Beomgyu’s voice emitted from behind her, letting her know he was the one cuddling into her back currently. 

“You’re such a puppy.” Her friend teased, making Beomgyu gain a mischievous smirk before resting his chin on her shoulder and waiting a few seconds so his train of thought wasn’t obvious before swiftly turning and licking her cheek, quickly releasing her and running away in a fit of giggles

“Ugh that brat.” She grumbled, wiping her cheek with her sleeve.

“He wanted a taste.” Her friend cackled, doubling over in an attempt to avoid pain from how hard he was laughing as she glared heatedly.

“Did Beomgyu just lick you?” another voice emitted from behind her, this time belonging to Taehyun who was grinning with his eyebrow raised, but that isn’t what caught her attention when she turned, it was the look in his eyes. The pure adoration filling his gaze as he took in the sight of her, there was a glint in his eyes she always saw but never acknowledged, maybe she had known all along? How could she never see that look in his eyes?

His cheeks flushed as her attention turned to him, though he was the most extroverted in the group, he had one weakness when it came to his shyness, her. The complete oblivious look in her eye as she disregarded all of the eyes on her all of the time, but when she looked at him she had a fond look, he knew it was platonic, she was not only oblivious to his feelings but her own as well. 

“Yes, he’s a little brat.” She grumbled, trying to scrub her cheek which was now turning red and raw with her actions.

“Here.” A voice said as a hand popped into her view offering her a wet rag, she followed the flesh to find the owner, seeing Yeonjun holding the rag with an amused grin on his face.

“Ho-”

“I was watching it happen, and I walked to find this when I saw him lick you. I know you hate spit.” He grinned, noticing she was in too much shock to take the rag from him, so he nudged her hands out of the way, he used his left hand to cup her jaw and tilt her face for him to see, leaning closer and tilting his head as he took in the raw flesh, he tsked at the angry skin, washing her cheek gently, before setting the rag aside and rubbing out the tender spots, smirking in amusement when she flinched at the contact.

Okay so maybe she was oblivious, there was no way this was a friendly notion. The tenderness in his gaze? The gentleness of his usually rough motions? This man didn’t know how to give soft affection, it was always aggressive affection, so this? This was mind bending.

Taehyun watched on amused as he took in the realization in her eyes, she was finally seeing their affections towards her. So his smile was huge as he dragged Yeonjun away from her and toward the nervous Soobin and Beomgyu, Beomgyu teasing Soobin for his shyness.

“See they’re all obsessed with you.” her friend grinned as he looked at her shocked expression.

“That’s four out of five.” She narrowed her eyes at her friend in suspicion, he grinned and leaned down to her height, and once he was eye level with her and his eyes softened sweetly he said,

“Did you really think I wasn’t undeniably in love with you? It’s been years, you’ve got to know I don’t cling to anyone the way I’ve slung to you.” Kai’s grin turned into a smirk as she fell back from his proximity momentarily as she took in his words, her mouth falling into an O and eyes widening to the size of golf balls. 

“I am not choosing between all of my friends, that is a disaster waiting to happen.” She stuttered out breathily, taking in everything that just happened. Kai looked over at his other friends who were grinning at her flustered state knowing all of them contributed.

[osarina]

I JUST GOT AROUND TO READING I, CARRION AND UGH!!

“there’s a lecherous smile on Albatross’s face as he leans against the frame and looks at you, glasses hanging off the bridge of his nose. ‘Damn, if you weren’t the boss’s girl…’” awww stop it you’ll make me blush

THE SCENE W DAZAI FINDING US NOT READY YET “It’s not silly if it has you upset,” kisses on the nape of the neck and then kissing our ankles & buckling our heels >>>>>> “I’m sorry that I’m not a good enough man to do what’s right and let you go.” hey so what if i started violently sobbing. “but if fate brought us together, then far be it from me to deny the one thing in this world that has ever made me happy.” HEY SO WHAT IF I STARTED VIOLENTLY SOBBING.

“Still, he wants to gouge their eyes out.” if my man doesn’t want to gouge out people’s eyes just for looking at me, i don’t want him ‼️‼️

“My, Dazai, possessive, aren’t you?” “Very,” Dazai agrees idly. “Be sure to remember that.” bringing his hand up from your waist to cup your cheek, thumb brushing over your bottom lip as he murmurs, “That’s my girl, always so smart.” blushing giggling kicking my feet twirling my hair

“Fyodor Dostoevsky. A pleasure, truly.” oh no. oh no no no no no. that’s not good.

one more thing, i noticed that you kinda like made up your own characters (which was super cool and really creative btw!!) could you explain how/why you chose the specific authors you did? and i’m assuming you got their group names from something they wrote, any reason you chose those works in particular? (these are the ones i’m talking about: Mishima Yukio of the Sun and Steel, Nabokov’s Pale Flame, Leo Tolstoy’s Three Deaths, Cao Xueqin of the Red Chamber, Kitazawa Michihiro of Fuji Electric)

ty for listening to my ramblings once again ily !!

TUMBLR USER PE4RL-DIVER UGHHHHHH I LOVE YOU WHENEVER I SEE U IN MY NOTIFS IM SO HEART EYES

albatross is truly her no1 fan in this fic and she adores him <3 dazai is so not unsubtly jealous of him whenever she talks to him. gets all side eyed and irritated and then has to hide it whenever she looks at him LOLLLLL meanwhile albatross is just pleased that dazai is no longer an emotionless brick wall with a quick trigger finger

WHEN I TELL U THAT SCENE WAS ACTUALLY MY FAVORITE EVER i actually struggled so much writing it not because it was hard to write just because i was yearning so terrible for him LOLLLLL HAHAHAH

</33333 we all need our own beastzai truly life is so unfair he's so perfect

OMGGGGGGGG actually thats my favorite part of writing series/long one shots. i adore being able to build up new characters and organizations. usually i pull them just from some of my favorite authors/works (i cheated with the one electric company its actually just a real company because i got lazy) BUTTTTT mishima is obviously my go to just because there's lowkey already been reference to him and his works in the series but no mention of him, so he's my favorite to build and explore. and then i dont know why but i always have the russian underground divided by three (tolstoy, dostoevsky, nabokov) and usually in a constant territory struggle. of the two ive built up, nabokov is usually the one i use the most because ive hced that he worked with the previous boss pretty often before things went to shit. but i've actually built tolstoy's organization more than his - the three deaths is led by a triumvirate of tolstoy, gorky, and cheknov who were all contemporaries and had were associated with each other. and actually fun fact, i plan on doing a fic with a reader who takes the place of cheknov as one of the three deaths so we're going to see more from them. cao xueqin wrote one of the 4 great classical novels of chinese literature. my fyozai fic i've also built a new organization for - they're based in italy and are in constant conflict with the clocktower, but i don't wanna give anything away because u shall see when i finally post that

maybe one day ill do a whole little page for the organizations ive built & their references in my fics for u guys to look at if ur interested!!

[shelbgrey]

Next to Me(Emmett Cullen)

Chapter 4: The big vampire with the dimples

Table of contents

After we gathered our stuff we headed to English-3. “Mr. Banner this is Y/n Swan” Tyler said as we walked in the classroom.

“ah yes Y/n you can take a seat next to Emmett" Mr. Banner looked up to the class. “Raise your hand would you please Emmett” I looked around intill is saw a buff teenage boy with black hair Raise his hand.

“well shucks we aren't settling next to each other” I joked to Tyler. “you'll live” he Smiled, pushing me towards my assigned seat.

As soon as I sat down I got a big wif of another vampire. God sometimes I hate being a werewolf but than is it wasn't the bad smell like Edward. The Pack would always talk about how awful they smelled but this it wasn't bad. The smell was a kinda comforting and calming. The smell of old spice and seader wood. I was kinda drawn too it and I kinda freaked me out. Vampire are supposed to stink... Right?

The next smell wasn't too appealing, it was the same smell that surrounded him. The awful smells concluded there was more than one vampire in here.

“hay, I'm Emmett” the gruff voice said. I turned to my left and smiled. “hay I'm y/n” he smiled showing his dempiles which was weirdly adorable.

'wow he's cute' I thought. I was too shy to make eye contact or anything. He stuck out his hand for me to shake it. I placed my hand in his ice cold hand. It didn't bother me as I already expected it. No other words were exchanged due to the fact Mr. Banner didn't waist any time starting his class and also made sure he used his time to his advantage.

I looked forward trying focaus on the lesson on Hamlet but as I set there I felt his gold eyes on me. I slowly looked in the corner of my eye and as I did Emmett's face shot forward. After a while I looked over to his side of the table and observed for a bit.

He was ridiculously handsome. He had slight boyish looks and he was huge, like superhero build. Everything about him seemed adorable and perfect honestly. The only way could describe him like this: his massive form and Pale skin kinda remained me of an innocent polar bear cub. He didn't look like he had any agrestion to him. His gold eyes were probably my favorite part of him.

He looked to his his right and tried to catch me while I was staring but i quickly looked away like he did.

He let out a sigh. I expect it to be laced with annoyance but it wasn't at all. Maybe compassion? Kindness? He looked over at me and like I once did he looked down before I could catch him staring.

When I looked down and I saw a poorly folded paper airplane on my notebook. I knitted my eyebrows together and looked to my left. Tyler pointed to the airplane and shook his hand.

“okay chill” I mouthed as I opened it.

Why is he staring at you? You know each other?

-Tyler

I rolled my eyes and flip the note to the other side. I scribbled down my response and folded it back up and launched it back. Before Tyler could open it the bell rang. Emmett got up from his seat and walked around the table.

“see ya around y/n” he smirked and walked out of the classroom. Tyler walked up to me and looked slightly shocked.

“I'm suprised”

“why's that?” I asked walking out of the classroom with him. We stopped by our lockers and Tyler continued to talk as he pulled out his history book. “the Cullens are the quietest people I know and they usually only stick together, but then you show up and they're all warm and friendly”

“Emmett is a cool guy and all, but I just haven't heard much out of 'em” Tyler shrugged. “anyway, the band room is at the end of hall.. Seea at lunch”

“see ya” I said walking down the hallway tyer talked about. I wasn't surprised when Tyler said the Cullens kept to themselves and I didn't blame them for wanting to be left alone. They probably wanted to be as normal as possible but that doesn't meen they had to be social butterflies.

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I walked into the band room and so many different things were happening all around and there was many sounds to be heard. As I silently walked through the sea of instruments and teens I felt a couple of eyes land on me. I ignored it the best I could as I walked to the teacher who's name was Mrs. Holly.

“hello y/n, I hear you want to do percussion" the woman was middle age and kinda short. Her hair was a blond with a bit of gray and it was cut short. She had kind but yet serious look to her. I didn't know how she heard but didn't think much of it as me and Bella were the talk of the school.

“y-yes ma'am” I said wishing I wasn't as shy as I was. “hay no need to be nervous I bet you'll catch on pretty quickly” Mrs. Holly smiled.

I nodded as I she lead me to a snare drum and some symbols. I pulled my black drum sticks out of my pocket and kept my eyes down on the cream colored drum. As I stood there as Mrs. Holly explained the routine. I looked around as the others warmed up or just talked. The band was kinda small but the talent shined making it seem bigger than it was.

Mrs. Holly then turned away as the door opened revealing Edward Cullen. He walked in quietly and went towrds the piano. “Edward your late”

Edward shot an apology as Mrs. Holyy turned to me. “Edward is my teachers assistant... He can help you till you get used to everything”

I tired to tell her thst wasn't necessarily but she was already gone to retrieve Edward. On the other side of the room I could see Edward nodding as he shut the piano and walked over to the back where I was.

“Hey, Edward” I mumbled twiddling my drumb sticks. This time he held a genuine smile and started showing me the music the class used for pep-band. According to Edward the 2nd semester was strictly pep-band practices and concert stuff... That was fine by me.

As Mrs. Holly and the drumb major got the rest of the class warmed up me and Edward sat in silence. I took longer than my old school did so after about five minutes of total silence from Edward I pulled my book out trying to pass the time.

“What are you reading?” Edward asked quietly. I marked my spot with my thumb and showed him the cover. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

“I've read them all... I don't like Cedric very much” he mumbled. I looked at him suprised. “really? There's isn't really any characters I hate... Maybe the Dersleys but”

“don't tell my brothers but I could talk about Harry Potter for hours... It's the only modern literature I enjoy” Edward said.

“what's your Hogwarts house?” I asked I think I found a topic me and Edward can use to be comfortable around each other.

“Ravenclaw” he awnsered with a smirk.

I smiled brightly as I felt the ice breaking. “same here”

He looked at me and nodded. It was like a confirmation that this was a start of an unlikely friendship. Then band went on as Edward gave me tips and got my new music in order. The class went a on a lot better than expected. The fear of being behind and not being able to catch on was scarce, but it was honestly great.

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“so school isn't so bad” I said to Tyler as we both walked into the cafeteria with Eric. They slightly laughed and pushed the door open for us.

“I can only say it gets worse.” Tyler said. Eric was quick to shake his head though. “it really doesn't”

The tree of us stop and looked around at all the tables. Everyone had their groups and they all made sure to get the empty table. “where should we sit?” I asked before we could speak Bella singled us to join her. Eric then smiled. “oh yeah we can introduce you to the rest of the group”

“fair warning Jessica is kind of a bitch but she means well” Tyler said as Eric left us to set next to a girl with dark hair and a blonde boy. When we got to the table Tyler pulled up a chair for me and I smiled at everyone.

“hay you must be Y/n, I'm Mike” the blond boy smiled then nodded towards my amigo. “hay Ty” Tyler fist bumbed Him then sat down next to me. We all started eating most of the attention was pointed towards my cousin which I was thankful for.

“who are they?” Bella asked. I looked up and the smell of vampire slapped me in the face. I let out a cough the smell slightly overwhelming but something seamed to sooth the discomfort. The same comforting smell old spice with a hint of Cedarwood. Emmett was here alone with Edward. His vampire musk didn't bother me much anymore.

“they're the Cullens” Angela smiled. She's a sweet and gentle type of person. Probably my favorite person out of Tyler's friend group.

“they are doctor Cullen and Mrs. Cullens foster kids” Jessica added. “they all moved here from Alaska a few years ago”

“they really don't say much and keep to themselves” Angela said. I looked over and watched a Tall Blond girl walk in with guy with jet black hair. The guy had his arm around the blond and couldn't stop smiling at her. Like anyother vampire the both of them had movie star good looks.

“so the blond girl is Rosalie and the guy with the black hair is Damon..there like a thing” Jessica said. Another guy was behind them. He looked slightly liked Damon and had dirty blond hair that was styled to perfection. “the guy behind them is Stefan. He's damon's biological brother”

“they're last name is Salvatore.. They're Mrs. Cullen's nephews I think” Angela added. Neither one of them had the gold eyes like the Cullens. It's weird because they're vampires I can smell it.

“Stefan is part of the foot ball team” Mike said like I was supposed to care. I hate sports. I looked over to said boy. He didn't look like a football player. He was handsome but not as handsome as Emmett. I shook my head at the thought that snuck its way into my brain. This is a disaster waiting to happen.

“I'm not even sure what they're doing is legal” Jessica said witch weirdly pissed me off. “what is it?” Bella asked.

Jessica kinda scoffed “they're together like together, together... Rose and Damon then Alice and Jasper” she said

“Jess they're aren't actually related” Angela defended.

“but they live together it's weird” Jessica said. Tyler rolled his eyes and whispered in my ear. “she got rejected by Edward, she's been judging them ever since” I slightly laughed feeling proud of Edward.

“anyway, the little dark haired girl is Alice she's really weird” I looked up at the girl. She looked too kind to be weird but also sometimes the weird people are the coolest kinda people.

“she's with the blond guy Jasper... The guy who looks like he's in pain” Jessica said. I looked at Jasper and felt bad for his label Jessica assigned him. He just looked like he didn't want to be here and he was going through a lot... I know that look.

“Dr. Cullen is like this foster dad slash match maker” Jessica said. “and he's not too bad looking himself” Angela added. I actually laughed at one.

“maybe he'll adopt you” Jessica teased Angela

“okay... who are they?” Bella asked as Emmett and Edward set down with their family.

Jessica smiled. “Emmet and Edward Cullen, both are totally gorgeous but apparently no one is good enough for them” Jessica took a pause. “like i care”

“Sure you don't” I said sarcastically aseveryone turned to me. “what?” she asked.

“well you obviously care.. You are willing to complain because you couldn't score a date with one of them. Then your ready to judge every single member of that family” Jessica scoffed and she looked like she was about stabe me with her fork. The boys slightly smirked and chuckled as I sat there staring back at her. before a fight could break loose Mike stood up and pulled Jessica away by the sleeve of her jacket.

“why did you do that?” Bella asked me. I shrugged then looked at her friends. “sorry guys”

Angela shook her head. “no, don't be, she needs to he put in her place every once in a while”

“but you don't need to get into trouble on your first day” Bella clarified. I rolled my eyes.

“so on the subject of the Cullens, when did they move to town?” I asked pulling my lunch out of my bag. Tyler shrugged as he opened my bag of Doritos. “a couple months ago they're from Alaska like Jessica said”

“Emmett seems nice” I mumbled as I nibbled on my apple. “and Edward is in a few of my class, he's pretty friendly too” I said as Tyler over his shoulder then looked back to us and then looked behind him again.

“what's the matter?” I asked. “I think Emmett is staring at you again” I slightly looked over my shoulder to looked over at the table of vampires. As Emmett's gold eyes met mine he gave me a smirk. I blushed and immediately looked away.

“Aw, he likes you” he joked and I rolled my eyes in response while hitting his shoulder. Bella looked back at the cullen table then back at ours and eyes held nothing but pure jealousy

“it's nice really, the Cullens could use some friends outside of there group” Angela said.

“I'm kidding... The Cullens are harmless” Tyler said. The rest of lunch we all just joked around and Angel compared schedules to see if we had similar classes. According to Eric the rest of the day should be easy, I just had biology, a study hall, and a Art class

<Next chapter >

[mdhwrites]

The Roughness of Soldier 11

I like Soldier 11. I REALLY wish she was a better main DPS because I have her and I'd like to use her. I have her at full trust and seeing her makes me smile.

I don't really think about the fact that she is SOLDIER 11 very often besides it being silly flavor. Why is that? Why is it someone said that Belle11 was a cute ship but without enough angst when there is PLENTY (I'll include two obvious examples at the end of the analysis portion) to mine between the two of them?

Well, it comes down to two elements. The first is overall tone of the game and the second is specifically how we've been introduced to her. And a reminder: Neither of these are inherently bad, hell even no longer seeing her as a soldier is that big of a deal, but they're interesting in the cascading effect they have.

Let's start with her start: Her companion missions. They start exceptionally silly, with a cartoon level villain as the antagonist and a silly codename for you throughout the entire thing. That fits with the rest of the writing though and I ADORE her missions, with her first one making me consistently lose it, especially as she played along with her own set of lies. As they continue, we get more somber moments with her, and even one moment where she straight up admits to war crimes...

But what sticks from her mission set? Well, she continues to interact with Inky, her joke about spicy food is constantly reinforced and she continues to call us by varying versions of our codename. The silly elements, not the somber ones. Worse yet is also due to mechanics. The rebels are just another enemy type. They aren't very special to be fighting and can blur with the ethereals and raiders as just another enemy faction, not an opposing army. That robs a lot of bite out of the task that Soldier 11 faces as a soldier...

And that's strictly a good thing. ZZZ after all is much more tonally in line with a Sitcom. Hell, I'd argue her companion mission is essentially in line with a M.A.S.H. episode but with more action. A character who reminds you that the town is at war is kind of antithetical to that sort of tone so her problems should feel akin to Pubsec's problems: They're there but it's not a big deal and no one is in any real danger except for occasional flare ups. That allows for the breezier, sillier, cheesy tone of the game to work.

But it also means that these elements become a part of the churning melting pot of gimmicks and archtypes within the game. They lose their special flavor the more time is spent with them. Do you see Zhu Yuan as a police officer or just a naive, goody two shoes who tries too hard? Do you see Soldier 11 as a bloodthirsty soldier who will do anything for her country, or do you see her as your Kuudere girlfriend who likes spicy food and has weird interactions with cats?

The latter robs much of the deeper bite of the former, at least if you do not do anything to remind yourself of the former. It's like how Guinaifen is my favorite character in HSR but if anyone went, "But she's just a vapid streamer," I couldn't really blame them for focusing on that. It is the core element of her character that is presented, even if the game does a lot to play with that core element. That's without getting into her past, which is only briefly talked about by her, optionally, and otherwise in her character story. It's easy to lose these deeper layers if the writing focuses more on the superficial or gimmicky elements, let alone when much of the writing focuses on those elements.

But again, that's not necessarily a problem. ZZZ knows its tone and a blood psycopath is not a part of that. A clueless girl who doesn't realize her tastebuds became dead a decade ago is. See you next...

Wait, I did promise Belle11 angst potential so here's two angles of it, essentially one for each side:

Operator versus 'Operator': Belle is a bit of a braggart and exaggerator so she absolutely would whine about the danger she faces in the Hollows like she were actually there. Compare this to Soldier 11 who doesn't just fight ethereals when something goes wrong but soldiers actively attempting to murder her in a coordinated effort and uh... She might have some complaints about that. Might even get furious about it as she thinks Belle is trivializing not just her work but the sacrifice of every fallen comrade she's ever had, let alone the danger she puts others in with things like her excursions into Hollow Zero. What right does she, who only ever plays at being in danger, have to claim she's putting herself in the same situation as the boots on the ground?

Soldier versus 11: Soldier 11 is a perfect soldier. She is good at her job, loyal, strong, indestructible. Belle loves all these facts about her girlfriend. The fact that she does so much good work and can keep looking good doing it!... Until the day she's told a rebel soldier had bombs strapped to himself and instead of being interrogated, he exploded while Soldier 11 went to grab him. Now she's in critical condition, unconscious and very, very destructible. Very human, instead of some goddess of war. Which is the version Belle is actually attracted to, especially during 11's forced vacation to recover?

Anyways, see you next tale.

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[keirou-kun]

So because I have zero self control and no one told me not to, I'm gonna scream about my favorite story from the original 1960s Teen Titans comics. This is Issue 14, the story entitled 'Requiem for a Titan!', and it is my go-to example for how Dick Grayson has just always been Like That™. A lot of the stories from this era are a little cheesy for my taste. Not bad! Just clearly products of their time. This one, though, with a little updating of the language, could have been written in a more modern series and I adore it. This got long, so I'm just gonna hide it under a cut.

So! Let's begin with the set-up! This story starts in medias res, with our bad guy meeting Robin in a creepy-ass graveyard and no information on how or why they're even there. Our bad guy, by the way, is called the Gargoyle, for obvious reasons.

that is, indeed, a fucking gargoyle.

The open grave is Robin's, of course, and Gargoyle has Robin throw in his cape, his tunic [revealing that beneath the tunic Dick Grayson is wearing what looks like a freakin' onesie with scale armor on the lower half, good lord XD] and - after some serious hesitation on Dick's part, bc secret identity oh no! - his mask. During this hesitation, we also find out that somehow Gargoyle has not only captured but somehow turned the other three Titans [Kid Flash, Wonder Girl, and Aqualad] over to his side, because they get used as a threat to force Dick's hand: do it, or fight your friends, basically.

not my secret identity...! fine, you win, Gargoyle.

So he does it and then has to focus on…something, we don't know what, but whatever it is makes him look hideous for a hot second before Gargoyle beams him off to a place called Limbo, where the Gargoyle rules supreme, oh no!

nice Two-Face imitation there, Dick.

Now we flash back to see just how the fuck Robin ended up in this predicament to begin with. So, in this run, there's various ways for people to get in touch with the Teen Titans directly, and one of them is apparently via a thing called Titan Hook-Up, where anyone can demand a five minute spot on TV if they have a message for the Titans. Apparently the Titans themselves pay for it, but since they're all literal teenagers who probably don't have part-time jobs due to, y'know, being junior superheroes, I gotta wonder who's actually footing the bill.

it's probably Bruce, let's be real here.

So the Gargoyle goes on, gets his time, and immediately claims to be an ex-con the Titans not only unjustly accused but deliberately withheld evidence of innocence of just to ensure they'd put him away. Not all of them, though! Only one of them did this dastardly deed, because only one of them actively knew. The Gargoyle threatens revenge on all four if the guilty party doesn't fess up. Of course, none of the Titans have any idea who this guy is or what the hell he's talking about, especially since he doesn't match the description of any of the bad guys they've caught so far, but, uh-oh…trouble in paradise; Wally, Garth, and Donna all immediately jump to Robin as the potentially guilty party!

gee thanks guys

An unspecified while later, the team gets called out to go deal with a potential riot at a theatre over a concert that got canceled. That bit of suspicion has been growing in the minds of Robin's teammates, though Robin himself apparently has no concerns of his own on that score.

thanks for that vote of confidence guys.

Unfortunately for the team, it turns out the theatre is empty and the whole thing was a ruse; they've been lured straight into a trap by the Gargoyle, oh no! Robin, naturally, starts doing what he's always done, taking the lead and trying to get the team to jump into action to deal with their enemy. Unfortunately for him, his teammates' suspicion paired with the Gargoyle reminding them that only one of them supposedly screwed him over means that…well…

nice to know you care, team.

At which point the Gargoyle uses his magic ring - just go with it - and a beam of energy transports everyone but Robin to a place called Limbo, a plane ruled by none other than the Gargoyle. He'd wanted to trap all four of them in Limbo, but it seems that our Boy Wonder hadn't harbored any doubts or suspicions about his team at all! Typical Dick Grayson tbh.

that's our boy tbh

Robin, intent on trying to defeat the Gargoyle on his own and get his friends back, immediately goes after the guy, only to find himself suddenly attacked by each of his former teammates in turn; turns out, anyone in Limbo hates everyone in the real world. Even worse, they're all somehow giant-sized. Kid Flash literally flicks Robin across the theatre, Wonder Girl uses the power of her bracelets to throw him into one of the balconies, Aqualad chucks him right back at the stage where Wally's waiting to turn this into a game of catch. Things are not going well for the Boy Wonder, especially since in amongst all this is the Gargoyle egging them on.

Ultimately Robin manages to break his momentum by grabbing a cable, but a poorly-timed sandbag knocks him out, leaving him helpless. Meanwhile the cable he grabbed turns out to be a high voltage cable which starts a fire, driving the Gargoyle away before he can kill Robin himself and leaving Dick unconscious as the fire spreads through the theatre.

that can't be good.

Fortunately the fire trucks are already responding and Robin, of course makes it out while everyone else assumes the other three are dead in the fire. I mean, their helicopter even explodes [it was parked on the roof] and there's no sign of anyone but Robin coming out of the blaze, so why would they? And Robin can't tell anyone the truth, because who'd actually believe it? So he gets to walk all the way back to their secret base trying to figure out how he's going to keep on crime-fighting as a solo act.

you couldn't find a better nickname for wally? come on.

Except, guess who's waiting for him at the secret hideout! Gargoyle and the others, oh no! The Gargoyle's going to take his now-evil Titans and start doing crime and evil, and probably use this as their base, which of course means they can't have Robin interfering. Rather than stay and fight, Dick dives through an escape hatch - a convenient laundry chute, actually; unsurprisingly his own design - that the others can't use right now because their phantasmic Limbo-created forms are too big.

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So now Dick has no team, no base, and no idea what to do. His costume's torn, he's narrowly escaped death by inferno, he's just really not having a good time of it right now. So what's a Boy Wonder to do? Call it quits and go home? Oh hell no.

he's just always been like this, okay.

He takes on a sudden crime wave - spiked by the apparent death of three of the Titans - on his own, because of course he does. And it doesn't really go too well for him, because this boy is probably all of fifteen years old and not exactly used to being a solo act right now but he's too damn stubborn to stop and ask for help. Things come to a breaking point when he's got civilians feeling sorry for him.

dick honey no

And that leads us to that hill with the gravestones and the Gargoyle, so now we're all caught back up. The Gargoyle now has all four Titans in Limbo and, therefore, under his control to begin a crime wave the likes of which the world has never seen…

Or does he?

you sneaky son of a bitch, Grayson.

Turns out this is just part of Dick's own plan to find his teammates. He's exactly where he wants to be, and it doesn't take him long to find the others. Takes him even less time to start fighting them, knocking Aqualad for a loop wth a single kick and throwing Kid Flash at him a second later. Wonder Girl, however, takes a little more finesse than Robin apparently has, considering she not only lands one hit on him, she lands several.

dick is now really the time...?

But this, too, is all part of Dick's plan, since what he needed was for her to get angry enough for Limbo to start resonating with her emotions, thereby bringing the Gargoyle back from the real world so Dick can actually fight the real bad guy. Because Dick has managed to come to Limbo without being twisted or changed by doubt or suspicion or evil, even though that's the only way the ring can send people from the real world to Limbo. So how did he manage this?

He faked it.

HE HAS ALWAYS BEEN LIKE THIS. fuckin' "That's what spies do. We lie." energy right here.

Dick fucking Grayson managed to fake out a magic ring by faking evil thoughts…and he did it by focusing on his anger, I guarantee you, considering he himself states he did it by concentrating on how good the Gargoyle would look behind bars. He did this with spite and anger and somehow managed to look more evil than any other human the Gargoyle has ever seen before in the process.

So now Dick takes the fight to the Gargoyle. Or tries, anyway. He might not have his cape or mask, but he does still have his utility belt. Unfortunately, in Limbo, everything is the reverse of the real world, so a smokescreen automatically disperses, magnetic repulsion actually attracts, and nothing's really working. The Gargoyle finally manages to sever the belt entirely, which not only removes Robin's access to his gadgets but also reveals the truth about what he wears under that red tunic.

that's a fucking leotard. he's wearing a onesie. not even short-shorts, it's a onesie. Dick why XD

However! Robin's not out of the fight yet! He manages to grab his belt and use it as an impromptu arm guard, while also pulling out one last gadget that will save the day!

no, tiny tools, my one weakness!

The pliers are used to break the Gargoyle's magic ring - the one that transported everyone to Limbo to begin with - and doing that means that neither the Gargoyle nor Dick - nor the others - can stay in Limbo any longer. Unfortunately, since the Gargoyle is currently stuck to Dick's arm that means that they're both getting sucked into the space between worlds…until the release of energy throws the Gargoyle clear. Too far out of reach for Robin to even try to grab hold of him again. Not that he wants to.

dick pls

Fortunately, our heroes all reappear on that creepy hilltop in the real world, and even more fortunately none of the three who got caught seem to have any memory of what happened or how they got there. Dick gambled on destroying the thing that brought them into Limbo and it paid off. And he was willing to reveal his identity to his teammates to do it.

okay technically she has back in issue 11 but shh we'll just pretend that never happened it's fine >w>

Are some plot elements a little ridiculous or cheesy? Sure, but no more so than some of the shit we see; cheesy and ridiculous is a comic book staple, after all. It's mostly the dialogue being used, but give it a bit of an update in terms of phrasing and slang and possibly nicknames and honestly this story wouldn't be at all out of place in a modern run. I really kinda love it.

[lifetimeshipper]

The GrimBee Story

Chapter 2

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The next day, Grimlock could feel his metal getting hotter by the passing second, "Hey, Bumblebee? Can we find some shade or something? It's getting really hot."

"Sure. I believe there's a watering hole around here somewhere."

"Thank Primus," the Dinobot sighed in relief as he followed Bumblebee to the watering hole. Seeing the watering hole Grimlock broke into a run, jumping into the water creating a large splash. Bumblebee yelped and covered his face as a bunch of water came towards him.

"Man, this feels so much better."

Bumblebee shook the water off, "Enjoying it?"

"Yep. Do you want to come in? There's plenty of room."

"Sure," Bumblebee says as he goes in.

"Feels good, doesn't it?"

"Sure does."

"Why don't we do this more often?"

"If it stays this hot we most likely will."

"Awesome."

Bumblebee just smiled as he enjoyed the cool water.

"What do you like most about Earth?" Grimlock asked.

"Oh gee, I don't know where to begin."

"I know you like that Western thing."

"Oh yeah, and poetry, sunrises and sunsets, the countryside, all sorts of things."

"I think I like the ball thing that breaks the older buildings. What's it called again?"

"A wrecking ball?"

"Yeah, that's it."

"Of course." Bumblebee chuckled.

Grimlock chuckled with a wide grin. "This is nice, two buddies hanging out enjoying the cool water on a hot day," he stated.

"I agree, it is."

Grimlock lowered himself until the water was up to his neck. "We better get going soon, we still need to finish our patrol," Bumblebee tells him.

"Aww, but I wanted to stay a little longer," Grimlock whined.

"I didn't say we had to go now."

"Oh. What was it like during the war?"

"Brutal."

"Was it like it was when we were fighting Steeljaw back then?"

"No, a lot worse."

"Wow."

"Yeah..."

"I'm sorry that stuff happened to you."

"Eh, it's all part of life."

"Guess we all have had something bad happen to us at some point."

"Yep, we all have."

Grimlock stood up and shook off the water as he got out, "Man, that felt good."

Bumblebee walked out as well, "It sure did. Let's continue our patrol now," Bumblebee says as he transforms and drives off. Grimlock put on his disguise and followed after Bumblebee as he sang his Dino-Crane song. They soon finish their patrol and go back to base.

"When can we have a movie night again?" Grimlock asked.

"Soon, Grimlock."

"Alright, can't wait. I prefer the kid movies, they're more interesting." 

"They sure are," Bumblebee chuckled.

"Which one is your favorite?"

"Not really sure. What's yours?"

"I like the one with the young dinosaurs."

"Ahh yes, that's a good one. Gives great lessons."

"I liked the one with the three horns, even if she was a little mean."

Bumblebee chuckled, "Yeah, it's cute how she tries to act all tough like her father."

"I like all of them really."

"Did any of them remind you of your brothers?"

"Yeah, the little long neck made me think of Swoop."

"How so?"

"Swoop's personality is like the long neck's, he's a natural born leader. I forget what their names were."

"The long neck's name is Littlefoot."

"Ahh, do you think the kids would want to watch it again?"

"Most certainly. Or maybe we could watch the others, there is more."

"Really!?" Grimlock asked excitedly.

"Yeah."

"Can't wait to see the other ones!" Grimlock exclaimed as he picked up an Energon cube. Bumblebee chuckled as he picked up an Energon cube as well. "Who's your favorite character?" Grimlock asked as he took a sip of his Energon.

"Ducky the duckbilled one."

"She is rather cute. What about her do you like?"

"I like how she asks questions then be like "do you, do you huh, huh?" just too adorable."

Grimlock chuckled, "Yeah, that is kind of cute."

"Yeah," Bumblebee says as he sits with Grimlock and drinks the Energon with him.

"I like the flyer. Was Petrie his name?"

"Yeah."

"I like the way he talks."

"Yeah, he does talk funny."

"The first one was kind of crazy though. Littlefoot's mom died and he was all alone."

"Yeah, that one was sad."

"But he made new friends and managed to reunite with his grandparents."

"Yep, which started their whole journey of the other movies."

"I like that."

Sideswipe and Windblade came over to get some Energon and sat down with them, "Hey, what you two talking about?" Sideswipe asked.

"The Land Before Time movies," Grimlock replied.

"Why?"

"We were talking about what our favorite movie was."

"Oh, I see."

"What's your favorite movie?"

"Kids or adults?"

"Either one," the Dinobot shrugged.

"For kids, I'll have to go with The Lion King."

"Why The Lion King?"

"I liked the lion fights."

"I did too until the hyenas came in," Grimlock shuddered. Sideswipe just laughed, "It's not funny, he was still alive when they jumped on him. And from the looks of how the funny one looked, I can only guess what had happened."

"Of course, they killed him and ate him."

"Then why were you laughing? No one deserves something like that."

"Was laughing at your expression."

"Oh."

"What about adult movies?"

"Um, I think I liked the horror movies best."

"Why the horror movies?"

"I guess I just like the jump scares and stuff."

"Because you jump on me whenever something pops up out of nowhere," Windblade teased.

"So? It gets you in my lap too."

Windblade chuckled, "You can get me in your lap any time you want," she whispered to him seductively.

"Good," he said before he grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap.

"Just be careful," she giggled.

"Ain't I always?"

"Yes," she whispered before giving him a soft kiss.

Grimlock watched the two for a moment before taking a sip of his Energon. He wondered what it was like to kiss someone.

Bumblebee looks at him, "You okay, Grim?"

"Huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine," he replied with an unconvincing smile.

"You sure?"

"Yep, I'm gonna smash some rocks in the quarry," he replied as he transformed into his dino form and took off.

"OK. See ya, Grim!" Bumblebee called after him before looking at the two who were locked in a kiss, "So, what you two gonna do today?"

Windblade broke from the kiss, "I don't think you want to know," she let out a giggle as Sideswipe started kissing her neck.

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Grimlock let out a yell as he swung his tail, shattering a boulder into smaller rocks.

"Are you alright, Grimlock?" Drift asked as he walked up to the Dinobot being careful not to get in his way.

"Kind of. Have... have you ever kissed anyone?" He asked with hesitation.

"No, I haven't. Why?"

"I was just wondering. Sideswipe and Windblade seem to enjoy it a lot, so does Steeljaw and Strongarm, and Thunderhoof and Metalsound."

"You never kissed before?"

"No," Grimlock replied feeling embarrassed.

"And you want to try it, am I right?"

"Yeah, just to see what it's like."

"Hmm, well maybe you can find someone to experience it with."

"But who?" The Dinobot asked as he sat on a rock.

"Not sure, you'll have to figure it out yourself."

Grimlock crossed his arms as he tried to think. The only ones he knew that had experience already had mates, there was no way he was going to ask Ultra Magnus. Optimus and Megatron were together and he doubted Drift would even let him.

"Good luck with it," Drift tells him as he walks off.

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The Wolf-Con and the Cadet

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