#uhm some random crap-

[adams-shitty-daydreams]

OKAY... I really wanted to draw Lucifer shut up-

[wonderjanga]

Billy and Bars

Now, as you probably know, most of the time Billy is ages 8 to maybe 15 (that’s what I’ve seen anyways) and of course, his Captain Marvel form looks like an adult. So, it wouldn’t be strange for an adult to ask another adult to go to a bar with them. Which is why Billy is caught in a dilemma. On one hand, he could just say no, but after a long mission where they’d all spent like two days on an alien planet under constant heavy fire from a cute and cuddly, yet surprisingly bloodthirsty race? It’d be weird not to accept. They might suspect him for being a kid! And boy, Billy does not want that. But on the other hand, he’s not of legal drinking age.

He ends up going with them anyways. Now, all the heroes are sat at a dingy bar in Central City, out of costume, of course. Though, some of them cough Bruce cough Diana cough Arthur cough and you can’t forget Billy, still in Marvel form. (He took a page out of Supe’s book and wore glasses. He’s also for some reason wearing Hawaiian print. (He didn’t have actual adult clothes and needed to borrow from a bargain bin))

Billy thankfully found a loophole for this whole mess. That’s right, this guys gonna be sipping virgin margaritas for the rest of the night. And, he try as many flavors as he wants because you wanna know the best part? Bruce is paying for everything! If Billy could jump in joy, he would. It didn’t matter that Hal was a little obnoxious when drunk off his mind. He’s dealt with worse and it’s not like it’s all that bad. He’s kinda funnier than usual this way. He gets the spend the rest of the day with people he considers friends, that’s all that really matters.

GL: “Dude, why do you keep ordering virgins?”

Crap. What does Billy say to that? Right off the bat, Billy ignores Solomon’s first, and quite frankly, wild lie to tell.

Marvel: “Hmm? Oh uh… I… like the way they taste…?”

He’s a bad liar.

Aquaman: *drinking beer* “Try again, bud.”

Okay… It looks like he might have to listen to Solomon after all. Gosh dang it.

Marvel: “Uhm… I kinda used to maybe sort of might’ve had an addiction and had to go to AA a long time ago.�� *Sips drink*

He was always better at lying when the lie was already prepared.

*Whole table goes silent*

Marvel: “Uh… I’ve been sober for a while. Like…” ‘Twelve years, Billy,’ Solomon supplied in his head. “…Twelve years.”

*Table is still silent.*

Flash: *Interrupts silence by slamming hands on table* “Dude! You cannot keep dropping Marvel Lore Bombs™️ on us like this!” (Btw this is the same universe as the Marvel Compilations post. I didn’t mean to write it like it was the same universe but I might as well connect them cause why not)

Marvel: “Whaddya mean?”

Superman: “Well, Marvel…” *scratches back of head* “You kinda have this tendency to… Gosh, how do I put this?”

Martian Manhunter: “You drop obscure information about yourself at random times.”

Wonder Woman: “Then you just go about your day like you didn’t say it in the first place. For example Cap, you can’t just tell me that at some point you were an Amazonian, you were there for my birth, and then just walk off.”

GL: “Marvel, how old are you?”

Marvel: “Uuuuuuhhhhhhh….”

Batman: “You date back to having existed before Mesopotamia. I want to know the answer to that question Marvel.” *Bat-glares Billy while sipping from his drink.*

Bruce was definitely going to add the AA thing to his quite small folder on Marvel.

The night continues on with the other members of the JL grilling Billy for more information about himself, which Solomon helps with by either supplying him with lies, or with things previous champions did. By the time the night was over, Billy never wanted to go to a bar again. He unshazamed in an alley and went home to his little place. He bee-lined to his sleeping bag and just when he was about to fall asleep, something popped into his mind:

‘Why didn’t I just say I didn’t like the way it tastes?’ That thought kept him up for a couple more hours.

[robinsgrl]

FEARLESS

chapter four. doors and burgers

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pairing ⇢ rafe cameron x plus size!reader

word count ⇢ 2.2k

warnings ⇢ fatphobia, insecurities, panic attack, boobies lol, Scarlett should be her own warning, daddy issues,

authors note ⇢ sorry that i messed up on my last post yall!! i confused scarlett with heather. she was supposed to be Heather but i was like….. heathers get too much crap thank you conan 😒 and i forgot to change it lol sorry!!! also i rewrote this like five times and i this was the one i was most satisfied with, so enjoy!!

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Scarlett leaves from what you can tell. People are talking about the kitchen debacle and there are mixed reviews. Some are still kissing Scarlett’s ass, others don’t like her any longer. But it doesn’t seem anyone’s on your side. You’re still invisible. You’ve since taken off your jacket that was drenched and Rafe has given you his. It’s big but it doesn’t cover you entirely, and that makes you feel so damn embarrassed.

Despite your mission being to get Jonah to see you, neither of you can find him anywhere. Kiara and Sarah had their eyes out for him as well but they’ve since lost the mission at hand. Now, you’re all sat in the living room where there are a few people dancing around Sarah who’s singing obnoxiously bad on the karaoke machine. No one has any idea where it came from but everyone is loving it.

You’re clapping along with Kiara, laughing when Sarah messes up another lyric and blames the song. For the first time in what seems like a long time, Rafe isn’t drinking. He isn’t doing much of anything but staying by your side. He’s sitting beside you, watching his sister with amusement. He refuses to clap though, only doing it when you reach over to lift his hands and make him clap.

It’s Kiara’s turn to sing when you get up off the couch and look for the bathroom in the huge figure 8 house. The home has photographs scattered, a happy family shown in them all. It might just be the beer in you that makes you want to cry. You’ve seen the kid around school before and he isn’t anything to you. Anything at all. But you’re wishing him the best. Yeah, you realize it’s the beer.

You stumble into a random room and let out a screech when a body gets up from a bed.

“What are you doing here?” Jonah’s voice sends a flutter through your belly. Your belly. Your stomach. You take a hold of Rafe’s jacket and tighten it around yourself, hiding your body from the guy you want badly.

“Oh… uhm…” you wipe the tears from your eyes that had bled out at the family pictures. “I’m looking for the bathroom.”

He’s immediately up on his feet at the sight of your tears. Your eyes widen when his hands take a hold of your round face and examines you carefully. “Are you okay? Why are you crying?”

Your breath hitches at the feel of his warm hand. It’s soft. Far too soft for a man who puts his all into the gym and football. “Oh? I… uhm… haha, what? Yeah? I'm… I’m fine. Just…” you sniffle and gently move his hand from your face. You’re refusing to meet his eyes,shy about your sadness. “The pictures… they look so happy.”

The look on his face makes you want to run away. And then, he laughs. “You’re crying because Tommy and his family look happy?”

Your mouth opens but nothing comes out, stuck. “It’s not a bad thing.” Are his words when he seems to realize how stunned you feel. “It’s… adorable.”

You fumble your words, “oh, I, uhm, yeah, okay, that’s… yeah.” To have the guy you’ve been into for years call you such a word is a rush. A scary one. But you like it. And whatever it is you did, you wish you could keep doing it until he saw you as you saw him. Perfect.

You’re still standing by the door of the random bedroom and it’d be easy to just run off. But you can’t. Making a fool of yourself in front of Jonah will only make your plan harder. And Rafe would kill you for letting his effort go to waste. “What are you doing in here?” It comes out more abrasive than you wished, internally scolding yourself.

But he doesn’t seem to mind. Rather, he takes his seat back on the bed and shrugs. “It’s noisy.”

You understand. You really, really do. And you want to say it aloud but your tongue is tied as you watch him throw his head back, his adams apple bobbing as he swallows gently. After a moment, you semi-gather yourself. “Did you leave cause of Sarah?” You joke lightly. “That’s what made me leave.”

This garners a soft laugh out of him and you want to jump up and squeal. But Rafe told you to act nonchalant. “Yeah, she’s certainly… singing.”

You take one step away from the door. Just one. You were going to sit beside him. You were going to talk to him. Really talk to him.

The door behind you swings open and hits your head. Hard. “What the fuck?” Jonah’s quick on his feet, rushing to you in a panic. You turn to look at the culprit and your frown turns into a glare. Rafe.

“What the fuck, Rafe?!” You hiss, sending a punch to his shoulder.

“Why were you standing so near the door?!”

“Why would you swing it open like a maniac?!”

“It’s not my fault you were standing there—“

“Maybe don’t open doors like that—“

“Oh, shut up, do you ever not complain—“

“Says you! You’re, like, the king of complaining—“

“King? King—“

“Should I leave?” Jonah’s soft voice speaks and you shove Rafe’s face as you look at him and smile.

“N-no, you shouldn’t have to. He was just leaving.”

“I was? I don’t— ow, fuck, okay, I’m leaving.”

The mood was ruined. Whatever mood Jonah was in was gone. And so was your confidence. It's awkward as you sit next to him on the bed. The palm of your hands are on your knees, anxiously rubbing at them. He’s laid back on the bed, arm crossed over his eyes, the only thing telling you he’s up is the soft twitch of his fingers.

“Does it hurt?” His voice cuts through the thick silence.

Panicked, you glance over at him with wide eyes. “Does… does what hurt?”

“Your head. He opened the door pretty hard.” He still doesn’t move from his position and you’re grateful he’s not looking at you. You do better when people can’t perceive you.

“Oh, my head… yeah, it’s fine, doesn’t hurt. I-it’s a little sore but I’ll make him pay for it.” You shrug, fixing Rafe’s jacket on your body.

“You two are close.” It’s supposed to be a question. It doesn’t sound like one.

You shake your head despite his eyes being covered up. “Not really. I… he’s nice but we’re not like friends.”

He sits back up and this makes you tense up, looking straight ahead at that damn door you hate now. “Just never seen him with anyone but his same three friends.”

“I’m friends with Sarah. We’re just… around each other more.” It’s a lie. But you don’t believe Rafe would want people to know just how much time you’re really spending together. The less people that know, the better.

“You and Scarlett are really done?” He questions, eyes on you. But you can’t look over at him. You’re stiff and awkward and unsure of how to act around him.

You nod softly, “y-yeah… she’s, uhm, not a very nice person.”

It’s quiet for another moment. “She’s been running her mouth about you. Calling you names. Really bad names. And all you can say is ‘she's not nice’?”

Hearing that she’s still talking about you is a punch to the guy and suddenly you don’t care about your crush. You don’t care that you two are sitting so close to each other. All you can think is how horrible she truly is. How blinded you were. And how stupid you feel for missing her. “Well… just because others are doing bad things, doesn’t mean I should. Be the bigger person and whatnot.” You let out a small and awkward laugh to try and shrug off what you’re really feeling.

“Wow.” Are his words as he gets up off the bed and walks to the dresser of the bedroom and picking up a magazine. “You’re really not like other girls.” An even bigger punch to the gut. Logically, you know he’s trying to be kind. He’s only saying this to make you feel better, your feelings on Scarlett written all over your face.

You don’t wear makeup, not like other girls do. You don’t dress up, not like other girls do. You don’t giggle over guys, not like other girls do. You don’t go out and have fun, not like other girls do. But you want to do it all. You want to be like other girls. You never felt worth it. Lipstick on a pig. You’re too big to fit trendy clothes. You don’t giggle over guys because they’d be disgusted that you’re into them. You don’t go out because you’d be the biggest out of the group of girls that are around you. You’d be an eyesore.

In a frantic move, you get up off the bed. “Right. Well, I, uh… I have to go.”

“Huh? What—“ but you don’t pay any attention to his words as you rush out of the random bedroom. There are kids littering the hallway. The steps are being used as seats, shoving people slightly as you go. The music is loud. Too loud. You can feel it bouncing in your eardrums and filling your already muddled thoughts. Theres nothing you can think about other than getting out of that damn house. And in your panicked stupor, you can’t find the damn. The house is too damn big.

There’s a couple making out in the bathroom when you rush inside and when they see the fear in your eyes, they rush out, leaving you to be.

The drive isn’t awkward. Not like you thought it would be. He didn’t question you. And despite his last text, he didn’t bring it up. And you’re grateful he didn’t.

“Where are we going?” You ask when you realize you’re headed downtown. “I want to go home, Rafe.”

He shrugs, hands on the wheel. “I’m hungry. We’re just stopping by The Wreck real quick.”

He doesn’t ask you to get down with him. He parks, heads inside, and he’s out fifteen minutes later. But he doesn’t start driving. In fact, he immediately takes a bite out of his burger, your food untouched on your lap.

“You’re not gonna eat?” He asks with his mouth full, but you don’t grimace like you should. You grab a napkin and hands it to him but he shakes his head refusing it.

“You’re dirty.”

“And you’re not eating.” He swallows his food.

“I’m not hungry.”

“You’re lying.”

“So because I'm fat, I must be hungry?” It’s a joke but the look he gives you tells you he’s not amused in the slightest. “Tough crowd. Seriously, I'm not hungry.”

“Is this that thing where you don’t eat in front of people cause you’re with a guy? Sarah told me it’s some shit she does.”

“It’s that thing where I’m not hungry, actually.” But it smells divine. Usually, you’d happily eat this but after tonight, you’re not sure if you’ll ever eat greasy foods again.

He scoffs, putting his burger down and holding a fry up at you. “Try the fry.”

“You try the fry.”

“I already did. Seriously, my mom had this trick while we were growing up. Sarah always swore she wasn’t hungry and wouldn’t get anything to eat but she’d make her try something from the plate to realize how hungry she really was.”

“How old was she?”

“My mom? She was pushing forty.”

You glare at the proud look on his face at his joke. “Sarah, stupid.”

“I don’t know… seven?”

“You’re treating me like a seven year old?”

“Try. The. Fry.” He swipes it across your lips and this gets a laugh out of you, shoving him away.

“Okay, okay! I’ll eat a fry. But that one has lipstick all over it now.” You pick a fry from his and he squints his eyes at you.

“You have a perfectly good batch.”

You pop the fry into your mouth with a content smile. “Not as good as yours.” And he was right. The salt and buttery soft fry proved to be true— you are hungry.

With a sigh, you grab your burger and say— “okay… just… don’t look.”

This amuses him. “Don’t look at you eat your burger? Well, there goes my spank bank.”

“Ew, Rafe!” You laugh, nose scrunching at his crude words.

You take a bite of your burger. And it’s absolutely delicious. Just like you knew it would be. Instead of worrying over stuffed up cheeks or looking fat while eating, you share laughs, mouths full and not a single care.

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[from-izzy]

proposing to you | nct dream

“Marry me,” he started, “Carry a part of me wherever you go too.”

pairing » nct dream (individual members) x fem!reader​

trope/au » ​established relationship au!, non-idol au!, marriage au! (well it leads to it)

genre » it's all just fluff and vibes here hehe, dreamies who are all very much in love with you, mark's one makes me chuckle, renjun's one makes me wanna squish his cheeks (i miss him 😭), jeno's one makes me melt, haechan's one is chaotically (?) romantic (in my opinion), jaemin's one makes me want to have pets again so bad, chenle's one makes me want to splurge and treat myself, jisung's one is too adorable for me

word count; estimated reading time » 4303 (total); ~16 mins (total)

warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » nicknames; members to reader (love, bubs), lots of kissing, ...not proofread---

navi/masterlist!! 🤍

my very first time doing something like this. this scenario has been in my head for some time and i finally had the time to sit and write it all 🥰 (and also because sem 1 results come out later today and this is my way of forgetting about it uhm 🤠)

this is my personal take on how each member from dream would propose to you!! i tried to make them all with similar word count but i can't help but to get carried away with some 🥹

Mark sits on the stool, one foot on the ground while the other is on the footrest, making sure that his guitar is tuned properly and that the new strings that he bought yesterday are set up properly. To ease his tension he strums random chords and raps random words on top, making the other Dreamies lovingly judge (and tease) him. Jeno would be tasked with calming him down, while Haechan does the exact opposite of what Jeno is doing, purposely annoying him to get his mind off his nervousness. Either way, it worked well to get the lovesick boy from the reason why they’re all gathered today. 

“You both are too loud!” Renjun says when Chenle adds random notes to Mark’s singing, belting high notes that are out of his range whilst also purposely hitting them off-tune.

“She’s probably going to walk in and think we’re crazy,” Jisung whispers to the boy who scolded Haechan not long after, who decided to join in on the chaos.

“Well, the point is that she doesn’t see the chaos right now…” Jeno lets out a nervous grin, turning his head to the still-closed door, “Maybe one of us should stand outside and text someone in the room or something.”

“No,” Jaemin crosses his arms, “This is funny,” taking out his phone to start recording, making the other three facepalm at how he’s indirectly contributing to the chaos. 

In the end, the noise and chaos were too loud for anyone in the room to realise the door opening. When he noticed you from the other side of the room, hand over your mouth, cheeks rising at the scene, his voice cracked and his cheeks blushed instantly. Mark’s voice cracked and his coughing caused the other boys to be immediately disciplined, rushing to their scheduled spots in their room as Mark mutters an “Oh crap…” thinking that everything has all been ruined.

You tried to keep your laughs at bay at your pouting boyfriend, but the image of him being silly only made it harder for you to wipe the smile off your face. But soon after, you realise the decoration around the room and the heart-shaped balloons and the unique balloons shaped like rings. Understanding how this is a different occasion to a date that you expected him to set up, you blurted a quick “No, I didn't see anything!” and rushed out the door, heart beating fast at the possible connotations behind the set-up.

It will forever become a memory that you two will always bring up whenever and wherever. A slight mention of it would instantly bring out a shy Mark who hides his red face in the crook of your neck, forever in love with you.

“Ah! That proposal was supposed to be perfect.”

Your mind replays the scene back again. After running out of the room, you waited around five more minutes, trying to calm the beating against your chest. When you did enter back, your eyes were only focused on Mark who started performing the little piece that he has prepared for you. Your body sways to the rhythm and the sweet melody of his voice and Mark who kept his eyes on yours for the majority of the performance only made the moment even more special. You remember the way you hopped on stage, only wanting to be held in his arms and unable to let go. Eventually, you did and Mark got down on one knee with the ring that he had prepared for this moment. Reminiscing the time always made you chuckle and Mark pouted and groaned, knowing that you were lost in that time once more. 

A kiss lands on his lips, wiping the pout effectively from his lips, “It’s perfect because it was you, Markie.”

Renjun is pacing around the room, making sure the decorations are placed at their designated spots properly. He would circle the room countless times, making sure the flowers were fresh and presented in the way that he liked whilst his hands busied themselves with playing with the case of your ring; that he hopes will be on your fourth finger soon.

Mark massages his shoulder, relieving his body tension. Jaemin has his camera ready to take pictures whenever he can, making sure not to interfere with the small bubble that Renjun would create with you. Jisung, being more responsible than the older members most of the time stands still with a proud look on his face while Chenle gives him a thumbs up along with Jeno as well. Haechan is just as encouraging; Renjun’s threat to make sure he didn’t cause trouble playing in his head.

“I think everything is set up,” Jaemin says as he takes more photos of the venue to add for the memory book.

“You’re playing a very important role here,” Haechan comments, a hand resting on his hand, “Don’t mess it up.”

Jaemin replies with a slightly menacing smile, “Don’t mess with me, Lee Haechan.”

“To be honest, everything will go well as long as Renjun doesn’t go blank as soon as she walks in,” Chenle teases the older boy at how in love and speechless Renjun would be around you.

“True,” Mark gives him an encouraging thumbs up, “But you’ll be fine. She’ll be here any minute now actually.”

You received instructions through text from Jeno about meeting at a place, a dress code and a time “when you should open the door (don’t open it before!)”. The text is odd and when asking Renjun about it, the tips of his ears growing red from each passing second tell you that he does know what’s going on but it's cleer he wouldn't tell. You couldn’t ask any more questions after he pulled your face into his for a quick kiss, hushing you from any more questions. 

When you walked in, outfit in line with the theme of the room and matching with his, Renjun’s heart melted once more, falling in love with you all over again. You slowly walk towards your boyfriend, eyes flickering around the area and taking in the decorations as well as giving the boys a smile and greeting back. When Renjun is infront of you, he playfully bows, momentarily stumbling and losing his balance. You cup his cheeks when he lifts his head, kissing his lips, not bothering about the camera capturing it all. 

“W-Woah,” Renjun stumbles with his words, “That was nice.” 

“This whole place is nice, Junnie,” your boyfriend is relieved by your words, “You look beyond nice, by the way.”

Few minutes later, Renjun takes his position on the floor and Jaemin captures it the memories with his camera: the way it dawned on you that he's proposing, to when you finally sealed Renjun’s love and to the way Renjun takes your lips after. 

Jaemin smiles behind the camera, capturing all the moments to make a physical memory of it all.

Including getting extremely closer than he said he wouldn’t take a better picture of the band around your finger.

“So this is why you made me dress up?” Taking in the fragrance of the flowers that Jisung gave as a token of congratulations from the rest of the boys.

Renjun nods, “You look beautiful, by the way.”

Jeno and his little smile that would reach his eyes. That was one of the first reasons why you fell for Jeno but to him, it’s his default expression whenever he sees, thinks of hears anything related to you. At the start of your relationship, he’s shy about receiving and giving you affection but you didn’t mind initiating the skinship, hugging and pecking his cheeks that would gradually lean towards his lips. He loves the skinship from you even in front of the rest of the boys who would tease him about it.

“She loves you,” Jaemin wiggles his eyebrows at the goodbye kiss you gave him.

“I love her more,” he replies, his eyes filled with heart shapes.

As the relationship developed and you got a little place with him, Jeno would slowly be the one who initiated the skinship, hugging your waist to sleep and keeping you close to him whenever he could. Even outside, he would be the one to link your hands together first and show his love through the bouquet of flowers from the start of any date.

“These bouquets just keep growing bigger and bigger each time in my opinion,” twirling the gift around in your hand while the other is in Jeno’s.

Your boyfriend kissed your head, “It didn’t really change from the first one, bubs.” Content with the little giggle you gave as he watched the elevator take you both to the floor where he booked the last dinner where you would be his girlfriend and the last anniversary as boyfriend and girlfriend; the start of a new title to the both of you.

His hand is stashed in his pocket where the ring is and he couldn’t help but gulp nervousnessly. The dinner went smoothly with the courses that Jeno pre-ordered and throughout the whole date, he loves the way you fill the atmosphere with the times that you didn’t spend together for the day, him updating you on his day too. He would never be tired of hearing your voice and the eye smile on him is a clear indication of that.

“I’m going to go to the restroom,” Jeno says as he kisses the back of your hand. He approaches one of the workers there, asking for the largest bouquet that he has ever given you in their back room where he dropped it off hours before the dinner. 

You’re preoccupied with taking pictures of the view from the windows that span from the floor to the ceiling but your boyfriend’s reaction comes into view and your phone screen rests on the table once again, ready to greet him. What you didn’t expect is when Jeno kneeled to one knee, arms outstretching the flowers he had with the opened box nestling between its petals.

“Jeno?” You asked him, tears beginning to fill up your eyes.

“I thought it would be nice to ask here, at this place. We always spent our anniversaries here and even today,” happy with how the corner of your lips rises with the event, “Will you marry me?”

It took you less than a millisecond to respond with a nod and a loud “Yes”. When Jeno stood from his position, your arms were immediately wrapped around his, hiding your lower face behind his shoulder.

“I thought you were shy.” 

“I am,” heat rising to his cheeks, “But I wanted to make this special for my very special girl.”

The Dreamies have never seen Haechan so nervous before. It bought them back to the times when he was crushing on you, blushing and being giddy all the time at the thought of you. They remember how Haechan was asking Jaemin for advice for the outfit on your first date that you prepared, and he rocked up with something really formal for a casual date, mixing up the place for the restaurant as a similar four-star restaurant. It would be something that not only you would tease him about, but when news spread to the Dreamies, they used it as the main thing to tease him about whenever he was being mischievous. It did die down quickly as after learning that the memory is very fond to you, the teasing wouldn’t work against him anymore.

The necklace that Haechan gifted you that day would be a reminder of the happiness that he has been giving you from the start of the journey and just like the sun pendant that reminds you of him, you love how just a glance of it knocks out all your worries that life may have weighed you down with. 

It all seemed to be a recent memory, but that was quite a long time ago for everyone who knew what happened. Now, Haechan is waiting for you to come back home after a night out with your friends and earlier in the day, the boy who was pacing around the room about what to wear to his first date with now is now pacing around the jewellery store on the perfect ring on your hand. 

He talked with the boys about his proposal plan to which the others have chipped in and helped him with. In the end, some of their advice is taken on board, but most of them made him grip his hair and made him say, “I’m just going to wing it.”

To which Mark replied with, “Sure, dude. If it doesn’t go ‘well’, it’s another thing to tease you about.” 

In all seriousness though, he wants the proposal to be perfect; just like how you are to him. He plops down on the bed, raising the box to the ceiling as he looks at the diamond he worked hard for. At the sound of the front door creaking and your voice greeting him from the other side of the house, he pockets the jewellery in his sweatpants, jumping from the cotton to greet you.

Your arms were outstretched and Haechan brings you to his embrace immediately, “How was your day?”

“So good,” your voice muffled with the hug, “We bought friendship rings,” pushing him away slightly to show him, “We thought about this so much but we thought it’s so pretty that we couldn’t not get it.”

You realised that as much as Haechan smiled at the decoration around your finger, it didn’t go unnoticed that he was playing with the hem of your jacket. An eyebrow perks up from that and you give him a kiss on his cheek, asking him what was wrong.

He took a deep breath, took the box from his pockets, got down to one knee and opened the jewellery to you for the first time, “Marry me,” he started, “Carry a part of me wherever you go too.”

Growing up, you were never able to have pets. Your dad is allergic to cats, one of the pets that you’ve always wanted, and your mum isn’t sure of how well the family would take care of another life due to how busy life is. You totally agree with her because pets should be well taken care of as much as any other kind of life form.

When you and Jaemin were financially ready to get a place for yourselves, one of his first promises was to get a pet that you wanted. Through motivation and a lot of saving, making sure that you were both ready to take care of another life and doing all the research on how to take care of cats, you and Jaemin finally adopted a pet to take care of. Jaemin is also thankful for the added company in the house as your work schedule wouldn’t match with his and that would mean that one of you would be alone in the house. Having another pet would make the house more lively and less lonely. With gradual time and more financial stability, you were able to adopt two more that you both love equally. 

“We should get another one,” you comment as Jaemin turns off the bedroom lights.

Your boyfriend hums at your thoughts, knowing exactly what you mean. He slips into the covers, hooking an arm around your waist and pulls you closer to his warmth, “You really love taking care of others, don’t you?”

You close your eyes and hum a response, exhaling at the comfort of him next to you. “You know how I am.”

“I do, bubs. I do,” and he really does. With how your eyes light up whenever you take care of the people around you, always loving how you’re able to help out others whether it be him, your family, his family or the three cats that are sleeping soundly in the living room, it comes naturally that he’s thought of settling down with you permanently for the rest of his life; and having a little mini you or mini him later down the track. Similar talks have happened in the relationship and he thought that it would be perfect to make it happen soon.

No more words were said that night but Jaemin kissed a final kiss onto your soft lips and made a mental note to prepare for another life chapter with you. A few days later, he was able to speed through his work, being able to finish early to see the ring that he had been monitoring through the website. As soon as his eyes landed on it, he immediately thought of you and that’s how he made his final decision to buy it.

Thankfully, you had a later end to your work today and that gave Jaemin enough time to prepare a small, quick dinner as well as dressing the three cats into little outfits that would be fitting to wear in a wedding. 

“Come on, Luna,” he says as he struggles to get her paw in, “I don’t have a lot of time and I want to make mummy proud!” With this, the cat seemed to comply instantly and Jaemin squished the cat’s cheeks in thankfulness.

With each cat, he securely attached a note on their ventral side: Love, Marry, Me, and plans to release each cat one by one from the bedroom when you come in. Jaemin just made it in time, quickly scooping up all the cats into his arms, and rushing to hide in the bedroom.

“I’m home!” You routinely shouted, “Nana?” Confused about why the house was so quiet, especially when knowing that Jaemin finished work a long time ago. “Maybe he went out and forgot to tell me?” But that’s quickly proved wrong when pipping hot homemade food were neatly set out on the table. “Luna! Lucy! Luke!” Calling out to your three cats, wondering how none of them rushed to the door like they usually would.

Suddenly, the door to your room opens and you gasp, scared that an intruder is in your house but out comes all your three cats in different, cute attires. “Oh!” Kneeling on the floor to get a better look at them, “Did dadda do this? Hm?” Picking up Luna with his little white dress, rubbing your nose on hers. “What’s this?” Reading the ‘Love’ message on her stomach. You set Lucy down, picking up Lucy in a similar outfit, “Marry…” Your eyes widened, looking at a groom-like dressed Luke who sat patiently, licking the back of his exposed paw. Sure enough, the final and last note makes your jaw drop.

Jaemin emerges from your bedroom, smiling at how you look up at him in shock. He kneels on the floor, “I was supposed to let them out one by one but they got excited," he shrugs with a smile. "As much as I would love another pet,” he hinges the velvet box open, “If you would like to, I would also love a mini you or mini-me.” A hand rises to your gaped mouth, eyes staring at the cushioned ring. “But first, will you marry me?”

It seems that Luna, Lucy and Luke were on board with the idea, jumping on your lap and resting their little paws on your arms. Sure enough, you nod and verbally express your actions. The “Yes” is all Jaemin took to carefully place the three nosy cats away from you, sliding the new ring on your hand and pulling you into a kiss.

During ring shopping, Chenle would look around the places he could find and spend a lot of time window shopping on all the rings that were available in your size. He invited Jisung along on the journey and the younger boy was more stressed than him with how he was handling the situation. From the very first store, he already has about five rings that he’s thinking would be perfect for you. Jisung gave his input on each one which Chenle is thankful for, but did minimal in narrowing down the options. He even asked the other members, but it was still the same result. 

In the end, after visiting all the stores that he had listed, Chenle purchased about ten rings from each store. The employees are used to customers who are stuck between multiple choices as a symbol of love for their partner. But they weren’t prepared for Chenle to cross his arms, calmly exhale point to the rings and say, “I’ll just take them all.” 

Jisung tried to save his wallet but after deep thinking and checking the return policy, he decided to buy all the ones that his heart couldn't let go of. He'll figure out what to do with the rest of the diamonds later. Because of his massive purchase, on the day of the proposal, he looked calm and collected but inside, his heart was beating like he just ran a marathon. It was running so fast to the point that you asked him if there was something troubling him when you laid on his chest to sleep last night. Chenle shook his head firmly but from the way his finger trembled a little when he was patting your head, you couldn’t help but to question him once more.

“It’s not a big deal, I promise.”

After some time, your raised eyebrows relaxed, “Okay. Tell me if it weighs too much and whenever you’re ready, okay?”

And he’s so excited to tell you what is on his mind soon. The thought of finally being able to spoil the love of his life for the rest of his life excited him so much that with the boxes looking similar across the stores, he didn't realise that he also grabbed the one that he hadn't decided on the previous night. When you nodded to his proposal, too stunned and speechless from happiness to speak, the different ring to his expectations when he opened the velvet box made him let out the famous Pikachu face. 

“What?” You chuckled and tilted your head in confusion at his reaction, completely unaware of the boxes hidden under the bed. 

“N-Nothing,” well, it looks like he'll explain later but with the happiness written on your face and the kisses you showered him with, maybe he'll just gift the rest of the spares to you.

“Don't be so nervous,” a hit lands on the side of Jisung’s arm from Chenle, “She'll love this.”

In the early stages of dating, you were always sharing your date plans with him, planning most of them. You made sure Jisung didn’t mind them because being in a relationship isn’t only about one person. Jisung loves the way you talk enthusiastically about all the places you want to go with him and all the activities that you want to do with him. Jisung would give you that adorable gummy smile, eyes shaped like crescent moons whenever he did so. Those small event plans became more detailed, expanding into different topics naturally such as proposals, weddings and honeymoon places and Jisung being in love with everything about you, would mentally take notes of what you love for each occasion.

“I promise,” Jisung stops your words for a second, “We will do them all together.”

There was a time he was caught writing it all down on his phone to which Chenle teased him endlessly, the other Dreamies joining along at their youngest being in love. It’s not that he will forget the things that make you happy, he just wants to be able to see it all so that he can plan the perfect proposal. They promised to help him with every step when he was ready. 

Today is that day.

Jaemin tells him that the hinge of the engagement ring’s box would eventually break with how much he’s fiddling with it but it’s the only way he could distract his nervousness.

“Maybe you should recite your speech once more,” Jeno clears his throat, opening the paper in his hand.

“Jeno loves Jisung, guys. Look at him,” Haechan teased his same-aged friend. His bear-like friend would chase him around the room and Jisung would be shouting at the two to be aware of the decorations around the room.

You came in through the chaos, the door opening inwards where Haechan stops abruptly to avoid his face smashing against the wood and Jeno back hugged him as a result of that. You peeked behind the door, confused but smiling at the two. Before you could question what was going on, Renjun kicked Haechan out the door and welcomed you in.

“He’s not prepared for this,” pointing at your boyfriend who hides behind Jaemin. “Stay here while I talk to Haechan for ruining this moment.”

But the moment wasn’t ruined at all because just looking at how your Pinterest board came into life and the boys slowly giving Jisung the spotlight while you walked down towards him, everything is indeed beautiful and perfect.

“Oh wow,” you breathed out, “It's like my Pinterest came to life.”

Hearing that is the biggest compliment to Jisung who spent hours analysing your saved folders of wedding venue inspirations, trying to find a consistent theme. He gifted the teddy bear on his hand to you, pecking your lips and pulling away with a deep red blush across his cheeks. He readies himself to his rehearsed position after, “Will you marry…me?” Endeared by the way you hide your face behind the teddy bear. Yet, your answer is clear without your words.

Just like how he gives you a kiss on the lips with a “Yes” from you and the silver band around your finger that sealed your happily ever after.

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I'm still sick unfortunately, but thankfully my migraine is gone so I decided that I should still write the asks that have been sent in. Fun fact: I have a collection of old keys as well as a collection of quarters and Midori (A×K) and Sanemi (KNY) themed items. —Benny🐰

                                                                                                   

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🌹 I don't see Riddle as the collecting type, so he probably doesn't get the point of having a collection in the first place. He'd just see it as useless clutter or even a bunch of random trash that you keep in your room. It doesn't matter what you collect, he just doesn't get it.

🌹 Now, while Mr. Rosehearts thinks you're hoarding trash like some sort of giant bipedal raccoon, he won't stop you but won't encourage you either. He loves you so he'll let you explore your interests at your own pace... even if he thinks it's weird. If collecting various items makes you happy, Riddle won't stop you, he loves seeing you smile.

🌹 Let's say, in Riddle's part, that you collect standard playing cards of various themes. Ex. Solitaire cards with varying seasonal and holiday designs. Riddle would most likely ask you why you need so many different packages of cards and would likely try to convince you to use them once and a while since playing cards are to be played with. But if you say no he would drop it.

🌹 If you gift him something from your collection, he wouldn't get it but would accept it anyway because it's a gift from you. Riddle would probably put it on a shelf in his room or pin it to his wall, whatever it is. He'll grab it down and just examine it when he misses you.

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"My Rose... What's all this for? ... A collection? B‐but these are— ah... nevermind, what a... uhm lovely collection you have here..."

"Oh! This one is for me? Ah... well, thank you, My Rose."

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🦁 Leona is another person who I don't see as the collecting type, but if he did have a collection I think it would be a collection of different types of pillows. He keeps his collection on his bed and the surrounding floor because there are so many. So, Leona certainly doesn't mind nor care really if you have a collection of items.

🦁 That's not to say that our lion boy doesn't get annoyed when your attention is focused on your collection rather than him. Even if you and Leona were just cuddling and you turn to your collection, you've successfully pissed him off. Good luck getting him to let you go the next time you lay down for a nap with him. He won't. You're stuck now.

🦁 For Mr. Kingscholar's part, let's say you collect little carved wooden figures. Ex. Animals, plants, monuments, etc. Leona found out about your collection before you told him actually. He was getting comfortable on your bed, ready to lay down for another nap when he felt something hard poking him in the side. And lo and behold, it was a little carved wooden lion no bigger than a chess piece.

🦁 Leona will take whatever you give him not without complaint though, but if you try and take it back he won't give it to you. He most likely makes Ruggie turn whatever you give him into a necklace or a keychain saying that he can carry it with him at all times. On days when he can't see you, Leona will stare at the item you gave him and trace its edges and crevices with a smile on his face.

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"Hah? What's all this crap doin' on your bed? Move it off. I wanna lay down. C'mere Herbivore, I need somethin' soft to lay on."

"Huh? What's this for? Ah... sure whatever, I'll keep so you'll let me sleep already."

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🐙 Azul is an avid collector himself. He most notably collected contracts before his overblot, but he also likes to collect little fossils that he finds on beaches and embankments. Azul is certainly interested in the fact that you have a collection and would love to share his collection with you.

🐙 I'll say it point blank, Azul has 100% definitely tried to suggest selling numerous items in your collection. But he tones it down when you assure him that they're not for sale. He'll bring it up in passing every once in a while though, he's still not giving up. Azul will stop if you tell him to, though.

🐙 For octopus wifey you'll be collecting rocks of all kinds. Ex. Smooth and shiny pebbles to small chunks of gemstones. Azul will also contribute to your collection by gifting you various types of pearls of small pieces of dead coral. He even got you a special box to keep your collection in, isn't he so sweet?

🐙 When you give Azul something from your collection he'll shyly accept it and mutter a cute and quiet little thank you. He'll put it on his desk in his private office in the Monstrou Lounge; he makes sure to slip it into a drawer whenever Floyd comes in though. Whenever Azul is very busy at the lounge and can't see you, he'll glance at it every so often between signing papers.

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"This is quite the collection you've got here, Angel Fish. You know... a few of your little collectibles could go for a hefty sum... No pressure, of course."

"Hm? For me? I... w‐well thank you, Angel Fish."

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🪞 Oh, Vil collects things as well. Jewelry is the item of choice in his case; from antique brooches to new-age hairpins. He doesn't mind that you collect things, but he will be a bit snooty about which items are deemed worthy of being collected. Vil will absolutely eye your collection with disdain if it's something he doesn't like, but he won't say anything.

🪞 Vil finds collecting to be a respectable hobby that any fair gentleman should have, so he certainly supports you. He actually discovered your hobby when he barged in came to your dorm to see you and saw your collection littering the vanity he ordered for you. This kind of annoyed Vil, but he let it go when he saw how happy you were.

🪞 In Mr. Schoenheit's case, I believe a collection of feathers fits the best. Ex. Pheasant feathers, eagle feathers, peacock feathers, etc. Vil doesn't mind your collection but he does think it's a bit unsanitary that you'd pick something up off the ground and keep it, especially something like a feather.

🪞 Vil will accept gifts from you all the time, but sometimes he accepts them and just puts out of sight if he doesn't like it. If you give him an item from your collection, he'll likely pin it to the side of his full length/vanity mirror or sit it on the desk of his vanity. Whenever he's too busy with his acting and modeling career to see you, Vil will take a few glances at it while he's putting on his makeup.

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"Ah... Sweet Potato... What's all this garbage doing cluttering up your vanity? Collection? Wouldn't you rather... oh, I don't know... collect more appealing items per chance."

"Where in the world did you get this? Oh? You're gifting this to me? Well... I suppose I must accept it then..."

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🪲 Kalim has a collection too! He collects anything that catches his interest at the time, so his collection is compiled of all sorts of different things. He is overwhelmingly supportive of you and your collection. Kalim would love to share his collection with you!

🪲 Please! Please, please, please show Kalim your collection, he'll show you his as well, it'll be a nice little bonding experience between the two of you. He'll often give you all sorts of random things he comes across and ask if you'd add it to your collection or make a whole new collection based around it.

🪲 For our adorable sunshine boy, we'll make your collection one of coins. Ex. Coins from different countries, coins that are no longer produced, pressed coins, etc. Kalim finds them all so interesting and always asks about the history surrounding them. He's definitely given you coins from the scorching sands so you can add them to your collection.

🪲 If you give Kalim something from your collection, he's absolutely ecstatic! He probably keeps whatever item you decide to give him in his pocket at all times. When he can't see you, Kalim will reach into his pocket and run his fingers along the item to feel its texture.

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"Woah! These are so cool! Where did you find all this stuff? Do you want to see my collection of cool stuff too? It's in my room! C'mon let's go!"

"Eh? OH! For me! You're so sweet! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I'll give you something too, wait here!"

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💀 Idia obviously has a large collection of his own. He collects anime and video game figures; he even has an entire room in the Ignihyde dorm dedicated to it. Idia's glad you collect things as well, it makes him feel like less of an outcast.

💀 Do you want to see his collection too? Idia is very enthusiastic about sharing his collection with you, which is a lot for him to trust you with, so please say you like it or he might cry. He most likely won't try and contribute anything to your collection or really compliment it all that much, he's far too shy.

💀 In Idia's case I think collecting ornate keys would fit perfectly. Sometimes, when he comes to your room, he'll be distracted by all the different keys that you had and shyly ask you where you found all of them. Idia won't ask all that often, but he tries to do it more since he likes the way you smile when you talk about your interests.

💀 Idia gets so jittery when you gift him things, he thinks he's undeserving so he always ends up with teary eyes. He'll probably keep whatever item you give him in the top drawer of his dresser. Sometimes, when he's too shy to leave his room, Idia will dig through his drawer and clutch it in his hand, running his thumb over it.

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"You collect stuff as well? Is it figurines? Do you... d‐do you wanna see my figurine collection? A‐and maybe I can look at your collection as well... i‐if you want to."

"Your giving this to me? T‐that's— A‐are you sure? I... t‐thank you..."

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🐲 Malleus isn't one to collect things, but he's certainly up to observe them. He needs nothing more than the gargoyles perched atop Night Raven College. He doesn't mind letting you indulge in your silly little human pastime.

🐲 Humans are so strange, Malleus doesn't think he'll ever understand them, but Lilia has a collection of human games so he supposes he can't complain. Do show him your collection, he would absolutely love to learn about his dear Child of Man's interests. Out of everything involving your collection, your smile has to be Malleus's favorite part.

🐲 In Mr. Draconia's case, I think a collection of dried & pressed plants would suit you best. While he definitely doesn't get why you would go out of the way to press and dry plants when they're right outside, he kind of likes it. Often, Malleus will have plants from the Valley of Thorns brought to him so he can gift them to you.

🐲 A gift? For him? Malleus would be absolutely delighted if you gave him a gift let alone one of your silly little human trinkets. He'd keep whatever item you ended up giving him in an ornate glass case and would never move it from there. When he can't see you, Malleus will gently open the glass case and observe the item for a while.

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"Ah... such interesting items that you've procured here, dear Child of Man. I wonder... would you like to observe my favorite gargoyles with me tonight."

"Oh? For me? My, my~ aren't you thoughtful, Child of Man. Perhaps I should return the favor..."

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— DESCRIPTION ੭ the alpine driver gets spotted where he is most certainly unexpected, and all that follows sends the media into overdrive.

— PAIRING ੭ pierre gasly x popstar!reader.

— FILE ੭ social media au.

— WARNINGS ੭ none.

— FACE CLAIM ੭ lisa ❪ blackpink ❫.

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(see translation here: you were are so exceptional tonight, and i loved every second of performing for you ! i love you are all so much, thank you paris 🇫🇷🫂)

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landonorris GET A ROOOOOMMMM

estebanocon no, srsly, what lando said. my EYES.

user2 the mental image of pierre and yn locking lips and este is just side-eyeing them from a distance way is making me cackle rn

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a/n: happy new year loves, and I hope u all had a wonderful xmas to those who celebrate ♡.

[mattsd0ll]

Dad!Matt x Mom!Reader head cannons!

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𐙚 Dad!Matt no would always want to wear family costumes for Halloween. One year you were all Rapunzel, Flynn, and Pascal, one year you were a dinosaur family, and last year you were Shrek, Fiona, and one of their babies. This year you were Jasmine, Matt was Aladdin, and Hope was Abu.

“Aww look at my little girl!” Matt said excitedly, picking up Hope and holding her. “Daddy I’m a monkey!” She giggled, showing him her tail. “She’s adorable.” You walked over to Matt, kissing his cheek. “Wow— you look.. god. I-I just, holy crap.” He stared at you in awe. “Mommy you are boo-ti-pul.” Hope said, pointing to you. “Thank you baby girl.” You hugged her. “Yes, you look beautiful.” Matt kissed your lips passionately, “happy Halloween sweetheart.” Hope covered her eyes, “yuck!” She exclaimed, you and Matt laughed in return.

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𐙚 Dad!Matt who would always help Hope carve pumpkins, but one year he accidentally cut his hand when cutting the top of the pumpkin. Let’s just say that Hope doesn’t like watching him carve pumpkins.

“Uhm, baby!” Matt called for you, trying not to panic. As soon as Hope saw the blood, she screamed. You came running, “what’s the matter?” You stood next to Hope. “I’m uhh, I’m bleeding.” He tried to keep his cool. “Shit.” You mumbled.

Matt was all cleaned up and you tidied up the kitchen, and the blood. Hope dropped her toy on the floor and yelled something.. “shit!” She giggled, picking up her toy. “Hope Marie!” You shouted, laughing along with Matt.

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𐙚 Dad!Matt always went through Hopes candy, and took just a little bit for himself too, but Hope never cared.

“Okay Bug, let’s go through your candy.” Matt said, picking her up and setting her on the counter. “Ooh, that’s a lot of candy.” Matt said, sounding almost jealous, “I’m just so sad I couldn’t get any this year.” He put on a fake frown. “Daddy can have some!” Hope handed him a sucker. Matt laughed, “thank you Bug.” He kissed her cheek and took the candy.

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𐙚 Dad!Matt and Mom!Reader who always did something to distract Hope on rainy days, no matter if they were busy or not, they always found a way to make their little bug feel better.

“Momma, I’m scared.” Hope said from around the corner. Matt was cutting up some vegetables and you were washing dishes. “What’s the matter Bug?” You stopped what you were doing. “Storm,” she pointed at the window. You look at Matt, sympathy in your eyes. He dropped the vegetables and made his way around the counter, picking her up and holding her on his hip. “Airplane ride?” Matt asked, making Hope smile, “airpwane!” She giggled.

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𐙚 Dad!Matt and Hope who would always surprise Mom!Reader with random gifts no matter what the occasion.

“Look what me and Bug got you!” Matt walked through the door with a bouquet of your favorite flowers and come chocolates. “Aww you guys.” You got up from the couch, walking over to Matt and giving him a peck on the lips. “Me too mommy!” Hope jumped up and down. You picked her up and kissed her face all over, making her squeal. “Thank you guys, you’re awesome.” Matt kissed your cheek and took Hope from you.

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Second actual post!

I really liked this one, even though I’m a little late with the Halloween stuff!

I’ll have another post out atleast by next week, any requests?

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[delusional-mushroom]

Platonic Hazbin Hotel x Autism creature reader ii

Apparently you all like this? Sorry about the long wait, school’s been kicking my ass lately.

Anyway, here’s part 2, Bon appétit

Part i | Part ii

You fell.

It hurt. It hurt a lot.

All you remember was waking up to Speckle slithering on your face and- HOLY CRAP YOUR WING SHOULD NOT BEND LIKE THAT

After about 10 minutes of wallowing in your pain, you slowly got up.

Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

You took a moment to take in the situation. Your clothes, as well as the ground beneath you, we’re stained in gold. It was hard to miss the golden blood trailing behind you too.

There was also a crater in the ground where you fell.

You see the Hazbin hotel in the distance and with the obvious attitude of “What could go wrong?” You sauntered towards the looming building

Speckle took over sight duty on the way tho. The Bright sign posts and the occasional dumpster fires rubbing salt on the metaphorical wound of your approaching melt down.

When you finally got there, you uncovered your eyes and stood outside for a few minutes before finally gathering up the courage to knock on the door.

Luckily for you, it’s Charlie who opens the door.

You exchange awkward greetings, Charlie beating around the bush of asking you the casual question of you know, why the fuck you’re in hell?

After a few seconds of staring at each other, you nervously fiddle with your thumbs

“So Uhm, I uh, fell, I guess.”

After the initial shock, concern, and confusion, Charlie welcomed you with open arms

At first, the hotel residents didn’t know what to make of you

Vaggie was pretty neutral with you, you seemed alright enough in heaven and if you weren’t gonna make a fuss neither would she.

That is, until she found you making yourself a cup of cocoa at two in the morning.

“Had a nightmare,” you mumbled when she questioned you, hand stretched towards you as if she held her spear to you throat. Did she sleep with the thing? Who knows.

She dropped her arm and took in your disheveled appearance. That seemed to check out. It seemed tonight wasn’t good for you either. “What about you?” She heard you ask drowsily.

“Nightmare.” She said. It was cold and blunt as she turned on the kettle and carelessly threw a teabag inside of a mug. ‘Best girlfriend ever’ it read in black. A gift from charlie, she smiled at the thought.

“Wanna talk about it?” You tested. This situation was more awkward than you wanted to deal with. At least the noise of the kettle in the background filled up the silence.

Vaggie turned to you, the ghost of a smile lingering on her face. Maybe tonight wasn’t so bad.

And since then you and her talked about what was bothering you. Or not. Sometimes you just sit next to each other, a cup of cocoa in both of your hands and enjoy each other’s company.

Angel found you funny

Fat nuggets 🤝 you.

Whenever Angel has to go to the studio, he leaves Fat Nuggets with you.

Whether its for you to watch the pig, or the pig to watch you, well… thats up to you.

He probably won’t open up to you about Valentino

But if he does, the stupid bald moth asshole can expect a lot of passive aggressive [special interest] themed notes that come seemingly nowhere.

Sir Pentious didn’t know what to make of you at first.

To him, you were some random child that showed up one day and could go from staring into someones soul for minutes on end without blinking, to looking like you were on the brink of tears if you hands brushed against a nope texture.

Eventually though, you ask about his inventions.

Bro had a whole “your asking about my theories? I’ve waited years for someone to ask me about my theories!” Moment.

(If you get that reference I love you)

You become hyper-fixation buddies.

You and Nifty don’t get along too well…

“YOU LEAVE THE ROACHES ALONE!” You shriek, holding two bugs high above you hear as the short little menace tries to get to them, knife brandished.

“NEVER!” She laughed back a crazed look in her eye.

…that wasn’t fun. Rest in piece Sir Bob and dame Jane.

Whenever you zone out in front of Husk, he pours a glass of apple juice and gently places it in front of you, eyeing you every now and then, a concerned look in his eyes.

Alastor finds you amusing.

He tried making a deal with you on your first day.

Now Vaggie won’t let him within a 3 meter radius of you.

When you meet Lucifer, he takes one look at you, Speckle coiled around your neck and a bottle of apple juice in your hands and just immediately goes “🫠”

He’s your father now. There’s no getting out of it. Why would even you want to tho?

Hyper-fixation buddy #2

You both rant about your special interests to each other

Be prepared to be bombarded with rubber ducks.

Meanwhile, in heaven…

Everyone: wHeRe iS tHe cHiLd?

[euno11a]

I’m BEGGING for a mafiaboss!Yoongi with an enemies to lovers vibe 🧎🏼‍♀️🧎🏼‍♀️

Hell yes!!! Nah, because I feel like even in a relationship with him, he’d still be stubborn but in a cute way ya know?

Warnings: mentions of blood, yoongi being a stubborn man, arguing (him telling you to take care of yourself 👀), mentions of not taking care of self properly (eating, sleeping)

You had been working for Min Yoongi for quite a while now being his secretary in a sense. He had horrible working hours, meaning that you had horrible working hours. You were the one that took care of all his meetings, research on targets and just regular chore things he apparently couldn’t do himself (🙄). Sure, he payed well and was nice to look at, but he was a pain in your ass. Almost every day he would have some sort of obscene job for you to complete by the end of the day, and you were 99.9% sure he hated you. You definitely hated him! Who makes a person work on their birthday?! Min Yoongi does, that’s who! You’d missed countless family gatherings, birthdays and random celebrations, just because he gave you a new job. You definitely hated him.

“Where are my files, ___? I need them by 2pm. Get it done.” Speak of the devil and he shall appear! A new job, files that he should be doing, but is instead giving to you because he’s probably too lazy to do it. You scoffed quietly and took the stack of files to your smaller desk that was located outside of his meeting room.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever, jackass…” you whispered under your breath. But almost immediately regretted it when you heard his footsteps stop.

“Excuse me?” He said in a dark and threatening tone.

You froze, turning to look at him. “Of course, sir. I’ll have those done.” Giving a small bow, you tried to grab the files and make an escape.

“No, what did you say? Because I know for a fact that you did not just say that. Tell me right now.” His voice was only getting deeper, walking closer towards you.

Your eyes widened, backing up a little. Yes he was a total asshat, but something inside you turned…you felt oddly attracted to him. Wait…WHAT?! No, no, no! Stop thinking like that! “Forgive me, s-sir, I misspoke. It will not happen again.”

“It better not.” He spat, walking past you. “Have those files done by the time I get back.”

You didn’t have time to respond before he walked away and out of sight. Damn…you fucked up, but maybe it was worth it…

~~~ Hours later, you were still working on the files. It was a bunch of bullshit about this upcoming event that he planned on attending so that he could assassinate some rich guy. What a load of bull. You felt like crap, you hadn’t eaten and barely got sleep the night before. It was an awful habit of yours, working so much that you forgot to take basic care of yourself. You had planned on fixing that, you really had, but after working for Yoongi, that plan seemed to crumple up and get thrown into the sewer. You heard steps, heavy ones, ones that sounded fuzzy. Looking up, you saw Yoongi, covered in someone else’s blood. The sight made you nauseous.

“Are the files complete?” He asked in a cold and distant tone.

“Yes, they are, sir…” you slurred out, resting your head in your hand. Composing yourself, you stood up and grabbed the files, handing them to him. The drowsiness got to you and you stumbled, dropping the files, papers scattered everywhere. He caught you in his strong arms, holding your weight.

“The hell…? What’s wrong? ___? ___?!” That was the last thing you heard before passing out.

~~~ You woke up…some time later, but not where you thought you’d be. You were in some dark room, under a blanket. You sat up, trying to make out anything in the dark room, when the door opened. A warm hand touched your forehead, your eyes trying to adjust to the darkness to see who it is.

“You know, you should be taking care of yourself.” A deep voice spoke, ah shit, Yoongi. “When was the last time you ate? Or slept?”

“Uhm, I ate today. And slept last night.” You spoke in a quiet voice. Trying to look away.

“Be honest.” He spoke sternly.

“A banana…and only about an hour…”

You could hear the disappointment in his singular sigh. He stood up and turned on a lamp, oh…you were in his office. It was pretty nice…has a couch and everything.

“I’ll be back with food.” He began making his way to the door again.

“You really don’t need to-!”

“But I will. Because I care about you, kitten. Now take a nap. You need it.” He said softly, walking out of the room, closing the door for you to rest.

[stinkypeanutbutter]

sbg sleepover hcs because I’m silly

Aiden brings a butt ton of junk food. Tyler balances it out with the healthy crap so they don’t get diabetes.

With a LOT of bargaining, and I mean a lot, they come up with hairstyles for Ashlyn. It’s only rarely she gives in, but it makes the sleepover worth while.

sleeps at Aidens house the most just cause it’s huge, and huge means lots of hiding spaces, and it also means getting lost easily (Taylor)

they have like scheduled calendars for each movie night on who gets to choose. It goes in some kind of order depending on who went first last time.

Aiden and Taylor choose the horror or drama movies, Tyler goes for comedy, believe it or not. Logan goes for any genre of sci - fi or fantasy (he also loves doctor who) , ben likes to put on musicals ( bless him) , and ash doesn’t have a preferred taste, but she really likes disaster movies ( and comedies with Tyler sometimes. Taylor also loves kids movies like trolls, MLP, uhhh idk any 😭)

aiden also puts on the weirdest things he could find. Put on human centipede once, got banned from picking movies for the next 4 nights

dinner ? They just order pizza or burgers. If they’re feeling adventurous, they make something together ( 60/40 chance of succeeding )

Probably do contests and play random board games. Aiden has a ton of them because he would play in his sad little room against himself when he was feeling energetic. ( help )

Tyler forgets his crap sometimes, so he just borrows from the others like a loser

They tell spooky stories at like 11pm just so when the clock hits twelve they drop down and become paranoid about everything

despite not speaking, Ben tells the best scary stories and it’s hilarious cause he’ll go out of his way and plant some fake audios around the house ( or ARE they ? 😦 )

ashlyn would keep her braids in no matter what, even if they keep getting stepped or rolled on or pulled or -

sleeping ? They plan on staying up after 12 ofc, but when they do fall asleep it’s kinda a mess . Ben sleep like he’s about to be dropped into his grave, at least so he’s able to react quick enough to whatever might be bad in the area . Logan sleeps like a caterpillar in its chrysalis stage , unless with the group , then he kinda just lays on his side if he’s comfy . Tyler likes sleeping on his stomach cause he’s afraid something might punch a hole through it again, so just in case . . Taylor hugs things in her sleep. Don’t matter who, just be her stuffed animal for a while and she’ll let you go and roll on her side. Aiden has a similar issue. But he only does this cause he never really had anything to actually cuddle up on besides his pillow so. . he’ll hug on to whoever is closest ( Ash or Ben ) . They don’t mind it , I mean Ash gets trapped but she’ll deal with it later. If no one is around or close enough, he’ll just curl up into a little ball like he did when he was younger ( habit ).

Pancakes in the morning let’s gooo !!!!!!! Most of them collectively use a bunch of whipped cream . I mean , who doesn’t ? Lame - o’s. Aiden likes to see how many pancakes he can stack on top on eachother before it falls

No pancakes ? Cereal it is . Ash likes Frosted Flakes cause of the texture, and how they don’t crunch as loud when you chew em. Plus, they’re tasty. Taylor got them captain crunch and lucky charms. Tyler likes Honey Nut Cheerios cause he’s basic , but can’t resist honeycombs . . Cause he’s still basic . ( They slap tho idc what y’all say 🫠 ) Logan prefers fruity pebbles ( me fr ) or cinnamon taste crunch . Ben doesn’t eat too much cereal, but he likes rice Krispys cause their soft on his throat. Aiden likes whatever, he’s probably gonna add random crap in it anyway lol

that last part wasn’t really a sleepover headcanon but uhms ignore that 😅😅😅😿

[lbcreations-blog]

Hi, I got a request for welcome home. The basic premise is that sense the show was an educational program, I wanted to see how y/n would react to the neighbors doing the thing like dora does, i.e talking to y/n and pausing for a response.

so I wasn't sure if you wanted it, where the reader actually watch past eps like that or somehow interact with the chareters on the site.... Soooooo here's my inturpertation on what you mean... (and im sorry for any lore or grammer mistakes) (use of Y/N)

Masterlist

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You. Y/n as a teen loved horror. analog horror being your fav. it was now 2024 and your now 21 and a junier detective for your smarts. and you were looking for a case to do since there wern't anything happing in your small town. you were searching on the internet for days until one day you heard of a site, that was showing things about a show in the 70's.

Apparently the site was up in 2021 but was taken down for some... odd problems. So you being interested in such because most 70's kids shows were always creepy in some way, so you took a look. while looking at the site you thought nothing of it since it looked like some random costamised wiki page of sorts with a bunch of weirdo-thingy-mahbobs

"my EYES hate this bright screen when will this get intersesting- Wha!" you said while looking at the screen. "oh its just a youtube link -_-" you said with a blank face "but wait!... it could help" you said the end of the scentince slowly in a mischeeeeeeeeevisly way.

You then click the link. "hmm its just some of the old eps some one found on vhs oh well im'a watch it anyway" you said "but first POP! CORN!" you then scurry away to get some popcorn, snacks, and a few sodas.

*skip a few mins*

you press play on the 2nd ep on the youtube channel ep 4 s1 Wally's way to apple heaven (you skipped the pilet) "hi there neighbor! today i felt hungry and it seemed i had no apples so we're going to Howdys shop to get some apples. now come along!" Wally inturduced "so neighbor do you see howdys store?" Wally asked

"w-weird i dont remember them mentiong they had a Dora michanic in the show" you said a tad bit confused. "why an't he saying anything.." you then pointed to howdys store on the sreen. "over there, wally" "oh thank you so much neighbor!" wally responded "what the-... uhm ok"

*another time skip*

"thank you so much howdy! now neighbor can you show me where the door is" wally asked "..." this time you didnt respond just to see what happens since youve been asked questions like 4 times now. *40 seconds later* "neighbor~" "ah crap over there!" you panicked and pointed then very quickly turned off your pc "never. again... i need sleep anyways its 1am"

you turend on your lamp and off your light and went to bed.

but... when doing so... you felt a pair of eyes on you....

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THE END

i hope ya liked it i tried my best. good day/night

[promiscuouspomegranate]

Incomprehensible Rambling

guys guys GUYS!!! Oh my goody goodness, have I come up with some ideas 🤫😏 you'll get a better story soon but i have this really interesting character in mind for the upcoming story (boyloser failure for those who forgot !!) imagine a reader (Y/N) who's been spoiled rotten since childhood but fails to hold any attachment to items. They have no concept of money and view everything—no matter HOW expensive—as just another trinket. This lack of attachment to items turns into the world and they spiral into a depressive episode. They start to crumble away and their parents no longer cosset or mollycoddle them. They're thrown into the "real" (bro is having their rent and utilities covered 😭) world and have to get a job. They're not the snobby "I'm above working" kind of person but "Holy shit this is so magical" while operating a cash register for the first time. This makes their co-workers jealous or amused but another recent hire is absolutely SPEECHLESS. He gets really curious about how the reader's life has been and they have a painfully awkward conversation. "Yeah, I used to float in our pool for hours at a time when I lived with my mom and stepdad. After that, I'd engage in *insert beauty microtrend* before *insert ridiculous ass rich person activity*. It all felt so empty though... sure am glad I work as a cashier now! What do you do?" "Uhm.. I-I have like.. 500 hours on Overwatch.. and—" "What's that?" Your co-worker starts to feel very bitter about your situation and refuses to believe you ever struggled with being sad. You have so much what the fart? How could you possibly be sad? Whenever you open your mouth and talk about your old life, it offends him. In fact, your happiness with working a job, learning basic life skills, and everything gets under his skin. His 4-chan days (before he upgraded to reddit ofc) taught him that people like you TRAMPLE over his kind heh.. sigmas unite! But you're not. You're just so... you? You have this random small encounter of... Y/N : "Oh, you're closing tonight, right?" Him: "Yeah.. I a-am.." Shut up shut up stop talking to me and looking at me i hate you wait why am i so sweaty shit do i have my axe— Y/N : "I thought you were going to play that game.. Is it Underdog? Shoot.. I feel like it's Undertop. Anyway, you planned to do that with your friends?" He can't even talk because what the scallop.. why are you TALKING to him???? Y/N : "I can take your shift for you! I think it's only fair I do since I missed my.. blah blah blah you're so sexy, you know? I love listening to you explain Alex G to me ! ;)" Holy crap... you remembered something about HIS life? Even his mother forgets his birthday on occasion.. wowzers! He exchanges the "Blackpill" (As the youth says) for the "Lovepill" and decides that you two are soulmates and he no longer hates you!! JACKPOT! He's totally going to make a playlist for you two on spotify and will rizz (stare at you the whole day) you up. I think this would be super funny to write but y'all.. lmk if you fw this heavy or if I need to take my anti-psychotics again.

[candyredappledragon]

How many Kierans have you seen on this god—I mean Arceus forsaken app? I need to know. And if possible, send me their links.

Also, for the whole ‘Pecharunt’ thing, it’s a mythical pokemon but you won’t find anything about it. There’s no historical evidence, not even myths, legends or even rumors of it existing. It’s a sneaky b’str’d, but it’s also the leader of the Lousy 3 (punt them to oblivion). And it even appears to break the ‘Pokémon aren’t even evil but loyal to evil trainers’ formula as I think it’s malicious, evil, ruthless and wants to do nothing but destroy. We don’t know why. We know nothing about it. But when it awakens,

GET AWAY FROM IT (or beat the living crap out of it, if you dare)

And don’t eat any purple coloured mochi, it was it that made them

ah— well to be honest i have no idea how many there are personally. in total. and i genuinely dont want to find out but.... if you really want to know the other three i think its uhm.

er... gimme a minute. @/ghost-kid-kieran @/ogerpons-favorite and @/adventureswithdipplin

oh there isnt any books about it....? huhm. thats weird... i remember seeing a deep purple book in the library the cover of it looked really old and had an image of some sort of peach thing opened? the pages felt a little brittle too.

i did try reading it just a bit but when i left to go get something i came back and it was gone? somebody probably grabbed it from my table. i dont know. i did try asking the librarian about it but there wasnt any information or anything of it at all.

but thank you for letting me know.. but why would i eat a random mochi? and is it that powerful? huh.

[inkwell-and-dagger]

xavarias lore which I'm making up right now because I have some sort of idea but idk if it'll change in the future or not

so Xavarias is like. a vampire. obviously. a silver tongue (metaphorically, or course; if not, he'd be in pain 24/7) enables him to get what he wants, when he wants, how he wants. he's probably british, cuz what vampire wouldn't be /j

when Xavarias was alive, he was known as Xavier Smith instead of Xavarias Seth. or doctor Xavier Smith, except he did 'treated' (basically experimented on) himself and animals instead of a human patient (foreshadowing raahh), like any sane doctor would. in polite society, he was a smooth-speaking but generous man. I'm not sure what century he lived in, but he's old as fuck. he looks around 29 physically though. he died at 29, so his current body hasn't aged past that. as expected, he died from one of his experiments. he also probably ate hemlock at one point cuz he's a stupid piece of crap /j

just like any other vampire, he has to feed some way. plucking random people off the street and trapping them in his house, not bothering to make any of them into thralls; their defiance and aversion to being a vampire's blood bag always amused him. he doesn't really care what condition they're physically in, just that their blood tastes nice. pretty much all of them die

uuuntil his whumper rolls along

you see, Xavarias likes to make his status as a vampire everyone's problem. he's a menace, an absolute bugger. he wants everyone to know how powerful he is, but maybe he's a little too open about his status as being nonhuman, which is where STS rolls in

(STS BELONGS TO @ash-1s-wr1t1ng RAAAHHHHHH)

uhhh so sts. now Xavarias is trapped in a cell with the wonderful test subject serial number 0055 after being monitored for weeks and captured with a lot of struggle. he's defiant, he's aggressive, he'll do anything to escape from this place.

buuuttttt his main whumper, Kaden (who was again, created by the wonderful ash), doesn't let him get anywhere near to that <3

sure Kaden works for STS, but in his eyes, Xavarias is HIS test subject. idk bro has some obsession with Xavarias or something. and the worst part is that Xav probably has to rely on Kaden for blood bags and stuff, meanwhile Kaden does whatever he pleases with his little vampire so long as the Specialists either don't know or approve of it <3

anyway I'm going insane. uhm what should their series name be lmao

[kactiworld]

KACTIWORLD - CHAPTER 1 - Death Touch - C-SIDE

My room has been filled with smoke since nightfall, all I do is stare at my board. A giant pinboard hangs on the wall of my apartment filled with string and photos paired with a numerous amount of documents from the police station. Most photos depict a large amount of strange murders, all victims found with tiny holes filled with pus somewhere on their bodies, as well as that, all victims are also members of the local Mafia.

I finally take my eyes off of the obnoxiously bright red strings to peer out my window to see that the sun has risen, I had spent the whole previous day and night working. I groan to myself and rub out my cigarette in a half full ashtray, take a marker and cross out Sunday on my calendar. 

While grabbing my coat I glanced back at the board once more, looking at a photo that all the strings are attached to for the most part, the one person that is connected to all of these incidents. The owner of the Mafia that dons a signature comedy mask, Darius Graves.

“It’s got to be connected to him, there has to be some clue related to him… I just need to get closer.”

I finished collecting my things including a file on Darius off of my desk and walked out into the city of Desarnia to the police station, DCPD. 

I got to the police station and walked inside to see two of my coworkers chatting at one of the desks in the front office.

“Oh! Chris! Hey!”

“Huh? Oh. Hello Alice.”

Alice Maryson. She has been a long time friend of mine since she joined the force, and after I got promoted to detective she got appointed as an assistant towards me in my efforts. Now I see her more than ever.

“Chris, whatcha got there?” Alice pointed at the file that was in my hand, I covered the name on it once she pointed it out. 

“This? This is nothing. Just a recent case I picked up, that's all.”

“And you didn’t run it by me?”

“Uhm… no.”

Alice gave me an uneasy look of distrust in my overall answer.

“It’s not Darius Graves, is it?”

“Ooohhh shit, Harrington!” Exclaimed a random officer she was originally talking to.

“Ugh, okay yes it’s Darius. Listen, I’m really onto something here with these murders, I swear!”

“Chris, if the commissioner finds out about this, he could suspend your badge, or worse.” Alice expressed her worries with a more hushed tone, trying not to be loud.

“He doesn’t want us looking into mafia affairs for a reason.” She restated.

“Yeah yeah I get it, we don’t mess with the mafia. But I think this is bigger than all that mafia crap… This is bigger than Darius Graves. If I can just question him…”

“No, Chris! This trail of murders. It’s gonna run cold, it already has, like, 5 weeks ago! You’re driving yourself crazy, bending over backwards for a case that you have to keep hidden, refuse to get help on and can’t solve.” 

The officer sitting across from Alice at his desk was laughing to himself.

“What’s so funny, Dick?” Dick really was his name, but I like to think of it as an insult, he really is a Dick.

“Hah! ‘Bigger than Darius Graves…’ Haha!Oh man, Harrington, you crack me up.” Alice slaps him in over the head.

“Don’t be a dick, Dick!”

Alice turned back around to face me.

“Chris, you should just drop it.” She said in a solemn tone.

“Our citizens are dying to this. This… Serial killer! And we aren’t doing anything about them! Why? Because all the victims are from the mafia?”

“I really don’t think it’s a serial killer.”

“Well it’s got to be something.”

After I said that I lit a cigarette and walked to my office. I sat down at my desk and opened the Darius file. 

“Come on. I’m a detective. There must be something that I’m missing, this can’t be all the pieces or else I’d be able to figure it out. A rival gang, maybe? Hell, a relative?” 

As I was reading a shadow overcasted onto my desk. To me at the time, it looked to be like the silhouette of a man with a tophat standing in my window. 

“What the fuck?” I froze and inspected the shadow closely without moving. The shadow faded and I whipped around, yet to my surprise. Nothing was there.

“Huh. Was probably just overcast. It’s pretty cloudy today.”

I layed the file on my desk, took a mug, and got up from my desk to go get coffee. I walked out of my office and went to the coffee machine. It hadn’t even been an hour and my day was already feeling exhausting. That might also be because I hadn’t slept the prior day. 

As I am pouring my coffee from the machine, a giant explosion can be heard and felt throughout the station. I spelt my coffee onto my shoes and hand.

“Ow, fuck!”

An alarm went off, and as I thought to myself I realized. It came from my office…? I began to run, and then sprint to my office as fast as I could. Once I got there, my door was opened with two officers inside one of them being Dick, and the wall where my window once was had now been blasted open. 

“The suspect is that way!” Dick yells out as he runs. 

A quick look at my desk caused my heart to start racing. The files were gone. It was the murderer. 

Right as I heard a gunshot ring out my adrenaline kicked in, I grabbed my gun out from one of my desk drawers and started to chase as well. As I turned the corner I saw a sight that I couldn’t have imagined I would’ve seen.

  Dick, on the floor, convulsing and throbbing violently while frothing from the mouth. I glanced back up to the rest of the alley. I saw him. The shadow that I saw casted onto my desk, it was him, standing right in front of me. I couldn’t see him at all because of the shadow of the alleyway, but it looked as if he had horribly tattered clothing,like it had a…

“A bunch of holes in them…” I whispered to myself.

I snapped out of it, now wasn’t the time for chasing after him. He won this round, but I’m not defeated so easily. I ran over to Dick and looked at his wounds. It was just as I thought. An enormous amount of small puncture holes were on his shoulder. I grabbed an epipen out of my jacket pocket and stabbed him, his convulsing stopped.

“Richard, what caused this?! Was it a weapon? Did he shoot you?”

“No… no… I shot at him but. He was just so fast.”

I grabbed his shoulders and shook him a little.

“What did he do?!” “He just… Touched me. He grabbed me and I, I froze. I just couldn’t move. I…”

“He just… touched you?” My heart raced even more. Dick started to convulse again. 

“Hey! We need a medic here! Right now!”

I found myself in the infirmary, sitting across the room from Dick, watching the medics examine him. I put my head down and felt a hand on my back. I looked up and saw Alice. 

“Is he?”

All I did was nod.

I got up and went outside, and she followed me. At this point the sun was setting, from where the station was, you could see a clear sunset. For something as beautiful to happen today, what a travesty. 

“So I want to assume that the files…?”

“They’re gone. He stole them.”

Alice looked down at the ground and rubbed her foot into the sidewalk.

“I’m sorry I didn’t believe you. I really thought that…”

“It’s alright, Alice. At least now I really know that he’s real. And on top of that… He definitely doesn’t want me finding him.”

Chris and Alice walk back inside after he drops and stomps out a cigarette. The ash stains the sidewalk, and leaves a mark that will be there until it eventually rains, and the rest of the cigarette gets to just roll away like it didn’t do anything wrong.

“Ugh, disgusting smokers.” I turn back around into a distant alleyway a couple buildings down from the station and pull out the file. With a lighter in my hand, file in the other. I light the file on fire, and leave it in a trash can. An ember seared piece of a photo of Darius Graves floats out of the trash onto the floor, and leaves a mark.

End Chapter 1

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