#void boiz

[arttrampbelle]

I saw this meme and immediately went.

"Nah this would totally happen in the void if shang's wife,lady tsung,was there."

In aftermath. Nightwolf,fujin and shang in the void. Minutes before exiting and warning raiden and liu kang about the fuck shit that happened. (I'm writing it better. Liu is temporarily given god powers and hates it so much and raiden is still a god,not mortal. But he cant overstep bounds. Again im writing aftermath better. Way better. Also fuck it im writing my self insert in it too!)

Lady tsung comes in a whoops shangs ass for leaving her behind and on read.

Needless to say shang still won by the end but he was hella humbled. Look he loves his wife to death,but she scares him. The only thing shang has in common with shao kahn. The only thing they ever agree on. Is their wives both absolutely terrify them. Cept sindel broke free of shao kahn by the end of it all. Sindel still fucked up by dark magic so,she is a bit crazy temporarily,but has a change of heart and helps shang in the end take down kronika. And helps me too.

Anyways have some funny drama in the void.

[helluvapoison]

rating how hazbin characters would handle a break up with you (except it progressively gets worse)

warnings: angsty, obsessive and unhealthy behaviors, alcohol, sex and drug mentions

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Charlie ⁎⁺˳✧༚

4/10 • She’s her father’s daughter, that’s for sure. Inconsolable, Charlie makes a cacoon out of her blankets and doesn’t leave for a couple hours… days… Putting on a brave face is hard for her. How is she supposed to invoke inspiration when she feels so fucking hopeless? As long as she doesn’t see you, she can force a smile and continue to run the hotel

Vaggie ⁎⁺˳✧༚

3/10 • So this is what betrayal feels like. Sharpening the blades around her wounded heart and rebuilding her wall of defense, Vaggie vows never to make this mistake again. She goes through the 5 stages of grief but lingers on anger for a really long time. Not at you, never at you, but herself

Angel Dust ⁎⁺˳✧༚

2/10 • Throwing up the illusion he’s unbothered only works for so long. Angel can snort, drink and fuck until he’s numb all over but the void in his soul refuses to be filled by anything that’s not you. You, unwittingly, threaten his chances at redemption because he’d rather go back to Val’s place than live under the same roof as you when you’re not his

Sir Pentious ⁎⁺˳✧༚

6/10 • He’s devastated, don’t get it twisted, but has a really interesting way of always picking himself back up. Pen would be courteous to you, albeit awkward, trying to understand the fresh dynamic between you. Catches himself when he tries to reach for your hand or sit next to you. It’s hardest when he’s alone, not even the Egg Boiz can cheer him up

Husk ⁎⁺˳✧༚

1/10 • It’s not an accident or a cry for help that he drowns himself in alcohol to the point he can’t get up. He’s stopping himself from falling to his knees before you and begging for you to come back. The bar goes unattended for the longest time, he can’t bare the thought of seeing you

Alastor ⁎⁺˳✧༚

-500/10 • On the outside he’s right as rain! His smile never dropped before, you certainly won’t change that. Alastor doesn’t appreciate the sensitivity around the subject, loudly declaring that everything is fine. The room get’s notably colder when he walks in it, like he’s intentionally sucking up the light and warmth. If you thought parting ways with him would be easy, g̵̛̻ǘ̶̮͜è̶͔̫s̸̝̅s̵̯͒͝ ̵̺͚͛̈ą̸̫͝g̴͈͗̈́ā̷͉̻̋i̶̯͓͊n̵̳̓

[vokulyolos]

My German boiz

Well, from left to right: Korbl Schrat (OC), Wilhelm Waldmüller (OC) and Ansgar Mayr (Wolfenstein fan-character)

I really enjoy talking about my characters, so there few information about them. They are all related with darkness and are all sentiels by personality type.

Korbl is undead, living by mechanisms and dark magic, which enable him to use umbrakinesis. His umbrakinesis stronger in darkness, weaker on the light and consists in creating shadow crows with the ability to transform into their flock for quick movement. Personality type: ISTJ. Korbl is reasonable, diplomatic and polite. A single-minded workaholic, eager for a place in the sun, with a tireless inner researcher who wants to learn as much as possible of what is beyond people's understanding. He is not deprived of a sense of humor and deftly joins the company, following his own or the employer's objectives. Wilhelm's nature can be described as a living shadow, but just a couple of years ago he was a human. This transformation is caused by Korbl's release from cryofreezing almost a century after WWII and the fact that Korbl is Wilhelm's maternal grandfather. His umbrakinesis is stronger in the light, since there is no shadow without light, but, alas, it is limited only by increasing physical parameters up to a superhuman level. Personality type: ESTJ. Hot-tempered and very irritable young man. He hopes only for himself, therefore, in order to accept someone else's help, the problem must be beyond his strength and shaky emotional balance. He is very sensitive to criticism, especially unsolicited criticism, which completely pisses him off. Of all his family, Wilhelm really likes to spend time only with his grandfather, who, unlike his parents, really appreciates the merits and achievements of his grandson. What about Ansgar... He is an unwitting patient on whom a prototype virus has been tested to create new units of the army in conditions of darkness or night. Armor is a shell that is not lower in durability than the armor of a supersoldier, which is plastic and does not restrict movement, and under which hides what little remains of the Ansgar-human, allowing you to maintain mobility. Claws are a kind of temporary innate weapon with the ability to use them for climbing and can be either grown or dropped (or thrown, having the same danger as a fragment after an explosion). Personality type: ISFJ. Ansgar can be described as a kind bigman who, after experiencing the tragedy that turned his life upside down, is somewhat apathetic and prefers to withdraw into himself (ptsd). Working for the counterterrorism department is not just a job for him, but most likely the goal is to secure the entire world captured by Germany, so that the same terrorist attack, because of which he lost his son Tommy and his humanity (literally. Ansgar can no longer be considered human), never happened again. Mayr also likes to spend time with children or just taking care of someone, trying to fill the void created by the loss of Tommy, but this is extremely rare due to work.

[kayleydreams]

Chapter 8: Eggs-cluded Companionsss

Sir Pentious makes breakfast!

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Chapter Text

Sir Pentious woke up in his nest of a bed surrounded by his beloved egg henchmen.

"Good mornin', my loveliesss," Sir Pentious hissed with a voice that slithered like a serpent. His sibilant tones filled the air, a blend of timidity and an attempt at grandeur. "Today'ss plan requireth precission, my dear egg boyz. Prepare yourselvesss for a day of resplendent engineering and, perchance, a touch of mayhem." Sir Pentious hissed softly to himself, his vibrant scales glinting in the morning light as he navigated the Hazbin Hotel's deserted halls. The absence of the usual bustling activity left an eerie quiet hanging in the air. As he slithered down the grand staircase, he couldn't help but notice the void left by the missing residents. "Ah, the hush of an empty nest," he mumbled in his distinct hissing voice. "It seemss my compatriots have embarked on endeavors of their own." Making his way to the kitchen, Sir Pentious decided to channel his loneliness into a grand culinary experiment. Pots and pans clanged together as he concocted an elaborate breakfast, hissing out commentary to his egg boiz. "Today, we prepare a feast fit for serpent royalty! A culinary masterpiece to rival the most decadent of delights!" His agile tail expertly maneuvered ingredients, adding a dash of theatrics to the cooking process. Sir Pentious surveyed the kitchen. The egg boiz, his loyal henchmen, eagerly awaited his command, their large eyes fixed on their serpentine leader. A peculiar moment of hesitation struck Sir Pentious as he glanced towards the fridge, where a carton of eggs rested. For a brief moment, his eyes lingered on the oval-shaped objects, and a subtle conflict played out in his expressive gaze. After a thoughtful pause, Sir Pentious decided to forgo the use of the eggs. "Today, my dear egg boiz, we shall craft a feast that celebrates life without the use of our namesakes," he declared with a theatrical sweep of his tail, gesturing towards an assortment of non-egg-related ingredients. The egg boiz, though slightly bewildered, bumbled their approval, ready to assist in any culinary endeavor their eccentric leader embarked upon. The kitchen soon echoed with the clatter of utensils and the aromatic symphony of Sir Pentious's culinary exploits. Sir Pentious made Serpentine Sourdough Toast, Artisanal sourdough bread slices toasted to a perfect crunch, shaped like sinuous serpents. Served with honey. Slithering Smoothie Bowl with real moving fruit! And Cobra Coil Cinnamon Rolls, Soft and fluffy cinnamon rolls coiled into the shape of cobra snakes, drizzled with icing. However, as the aromatic symphony of his culinary creation wafted through the hotel, the absence of the usual banter and laughter became even more pronounced. Sir Pentious couldn't shake the feeling of solitude that lingered like a specter in the once lively hotel. His eyes caught the vacant seats that once held the familiar faces of Angel Dust, Husk, and the others. With a dramatic sigh, he decided to embrace the solitude, opting to dine alone. The table, usually bustling with life, now bore only the elaborate breakfast he had prepared for his absent companions. "Alone, yet surrounded by the remnants of camaraderie," he mused, his hissing voice echoing softly in the empty room. As he indulged in his culinary creation, Sir Pentious contemplated.

A sudden burst of activity entered the dining hall as Niffty, the embodiment of chaos, darted about in pursuit of a roach. The elusive insect danced just out of reach but with a swift and masterful strike, Niffty finally cornered her tiny adversary, impaling it skillfully with a sewing needle that seemed comically large in her small hand. A triumphant grin adorned her face as she addressed the deceased bug, reveling in her victory.

"HAHAHA, got you! You thought you could escape me," she declared with glee, her voice resonating with the delight of a successful hunt. She expertly stowed the conquered bug into her pocket. Sir Pentious, noticing the sudden burst of activity, turned his serpentine gaze toward the energetic Niffty. "Ahh, Niffty, how delightful to see someone, anyone," he hissed, his long tail flicking in a gesture of animated welcome. Niffty, her eyes gleaming with mischievous energy, twirled around and noticed Sir Pentious in all his snakelike glory. She grinned, her needle held aloft like a triumphant trophy.

"Heya! What's cooking? Or rather, what's hissing?" Niffty's high-pitched voice echoed through the hall as she approached, her chaotic aura leaving a trail of whirlwind behind her.

"I've made sssome food! Pleasse help yourself." As Niffty happily accepted the invitation, Sir Pentious gestured with a flourish of his tail towards the elaborate breakfast spread. The once lonely dining area now buzzed with a unique blend of chaos and serpentine sophistication. The duo, an unlikely pair of demons, settled into the vibrant morning routine that Sir Pentious had longed for. The clinking of cutlery and the occasional hiss of approval created a more lively atmosphere than the egg boiz could have given Pentious alone. A glowing portal opened in the main lounge the yellow ring that looked as if it was on fire showed the glimpses of the angelic presence beyond. The ethereal gateway pulled Charlie and Vaggie into the hotel feet first, depositing them flat on the floor. Charlie in a moment of anger hit the floor with her hand. "SHIT!" she exclaimed, the echo of her vexation resonating through the room. Vaggie, quick to recover, rose to her feet and extended a helping hand to Charlie. However brushed off the offer, choosing to stand on her own. The air crackled with tension. "Welcome back I made breakfasst if you would like ssome?" Sir Pentious says hesitantly.

[spamton-addison]

Sorry to invade your inbox but

Tbh we're in the same boat in that way

(uh I'm that one girl who pushed heavily for Kirby and Dedede to be in the sibling poll and whose mutual you were having an epic explosion battle with-)

I'm obsessed with my blorbo boiz too and I'm praying they don't get shot dead in round 1 'cus I really wish more people would acknowledge them for their obvious sibling dynamic and would make more content based around that. Like Kumazaki literally called Dedede "the older brother of the group" and the way he and Kirby act just screams sibling energy-

though the main source of my obsession is that they kinda filled the void for me 'Cus my brothers have a similar age gap with me and as a result I don't really get to spend that much time with them and haven't for years 'Cus they had things like boarding school and now just. being adults to deal with. And I feel like most siblings in media tend to either be close in age or if one is way older they'll act like a parent and. Idk if just really comforted me to have two characters who reminded me of my own family and who could fill that void-

idk all of this is just to say: uh can we not start a war over that post I'm getting worried dndnnejejdsjjddd

thats fair unfortunately i am very competitive <- pushed to get the addisons in

i would like to point out that i too would like the addisons to like. not get sent directly to the chopping board because they have meant a lot to me for a While which i assume you can probably guess by just looking at my blog lmao

these fuckers mean the world to me and im prepared to get competitive over them

[aquilacraft]

O.O

Void Bois!

The gang’s all here!

:)

[authorofemotion]

be blessed with a moment I accidentally paused on

[ruby-static]

Have you played among us yet?

Not yet! It’s not a game I think I’d be good at (I get kinda nervous with online multiplayer games with strangers) but I really like all the fanart and memes I’ve been seeing recently! 

I might give it a try if I have the chance or just watch some gameplay because it looks neat.

[corpseshell]

1st of all the fuck 2nd of all is there something you want to tell me tumblr?

[imjustheretoblog]

Is only 10:05 where i am and i dont know what to do with the rest of my night

[astraldelights]

JUST WATCHED THE LAST EPISODE OF MOON KNIGHT AND OMFG I DIBDBEDHDHDHNDJD

OK FIRST, Layla GIRLBOSSING HOLY MOLY I MIGHT JUST START WRITING FOR HER IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT ANYWAY

MARC GOING BACK FOR STEVEN??? BEST BOIZ

Honestly ammit and khonshu fight like a divorced couple. Harrow is their first child and Marc and Steven is his step brothers

STEVEN AND MARC FIGHT TOGETHER 😍😍😍

Also I loved how the suits change switching Inbetween them.

UGH JAKE RUINING OUR BIG BAD LAST FIGHT WITH HARROW BUT OK

Steven and Marc getting an upper hand to doctor Harrow:))))

Honestly oscar Isaac is a really fucking good actor being able to so easily transition to Steven and Marc in that scene as well as the whole series

THEM LIVING PEACEFULLY TOGETHER AS STEVEN AND MARC ARE GONNA REBUILD THEIR NORMAL LIVES.

LAST BUT NOT FUCKING LEAST, OMG KHONSHU U ASSHOLE JAKE WHY BUT

HE SPEAK DA SPANISH AND I WOULD DIE WITHOUT HIM SHOOTING ME

AHHHDHDJSBSJDJ I CANT NOT EMPHASISE ENOUGH HOW MUCH I FUCKING LOVE THIS SHOW AND I WILL STAY IN MY HOLE FOR HOW EVER LONG SEASON 2 TAKES TO COME OUT.

UNTIL THEN IM FILLING THE VOID WITH FANFICTION OR SOMETHING.

[mylittleredgirl]

anyway i need to share with the world that two weeks shy of my 35th birthday i spent the evening killing it at karaoke and being hit on by a 22 year old in front of his mom

[proditoreques]

Mordred grimmaced regretting her previous words as she held the viscious void bathed miniture between her thumb and index finger, yes she had wanted to get everything primed quickly but this...this wasn’t what she had in mind.

���You know when you said we could just dunk-em-real-quick Oda I wasn’t sure you ment it literally...” The Knights grimmace deepens...

Across the room very carefully spriling the broken head of a broom around the Demon King herself grins, with a calculated tug she brings the almost drowned batch of Ork Boiz out of the bucket of black paint - uncerimoniously splattering paint on the roof without her notice.

“Of course! This is the quickest way to get them all done without having to wait!”

“...Quickest way to lose all your detail too.” Shit...this was a dumb fuck idea but once let loose no one could stand in Oda’s way. Well...not if you weren’t a certain Samurai. Mordred pushed off to go get a brush before the sitatuion was unsalvagable.

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #311

“somebody told me you had a boyfriend who looked like a girlfriend that i had in february of last year.”

What is something that is so awful it gives you pain in your teeth? Extremely sweet and/or cold treats. What is something you would like to teach someone? I love educating people about meerkats, snakes, tarantulas, opossums... lots of animals. What is something people tend to come to you about? For me to take pictures for them. What is something you would be willing to gamble? I don't mess with that. What's something you're absolutely 100% sure about yourself? Uhhh that I really like creating things and just being artistic. How often do you self-reflect? Probably too much, really. When was the last time you realized that you were the problem, if ever? I feel like a problem now, still living with and financially depending on my mom. If applicable, what's the furthest you've traveled because of a hobby? Ha, Mom and I got lost driving one day looking for roadkill for me to photograph (that will always feel weird saying) and wound up pretty far north from home, kinda close to Virginia. It was a fun afternoon/evening. What are some sights around the world you would like to see some day? I'm honestly not crazy about pursuing ancient architecture, but I'd take the opportunity for some if I could, especially in Egypt. OH! Venice would be cool, and whatever that city is with the umbrella "ceiling" layer outside. Do you have souvenirs from other countries? If so, what and from where? No. Apart from sleeping, name something you enjoy doing in bed: Sit on my laptop or read. Do you believe in ghosts? Yeah, or at least something of the sort. Do you stay friends with your exes? Girt and I are close friends, while the others I don't have contact with. Not because we're on bad terms (I may be w/ Jason, but I think our last meeting was freeing for both of us and distilled any remaining tension), we just don't talk. Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight? Pretty sure no, I'd crash. Do you have a secret that no one knows but you? One or two. Do you hate the person you fell hardest for? No. How many pregnant people do you know? Good Lord, a lot. People are bored in quarantine apparently lmao. Who was the last person to play with your hair? Myself, outta boredom, kinda just twirling it. Have you ever seen the inside of a computer? Yeah. ^If yes, can you name any of the components? I could probably identify the motherboard. If you could get a new phone right now, would you/which kind? I would. Idk what kind, though; I'm not very familiar with what's up-to-date. Have you ever cut your own hair? No. If you had the chance, would you start your life entirely over? No. How old is the eldest member of your family? I don't know really, given both pairs of my grandparents are dead. Probably some aunt or uncle on Mom's side. I don't remember their birth order. Do you drink the milk from the bowl after you eat all the cereal? No, it grosses me out for whatever reason. UNLESS it's after a bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch, then I'll drink it. Do you know anybody who has had an online relationship? Yeah, me, and some others. One thing that your guy best friend doesn't like about you: He's never told me about something he doesn't like, so I can't speak for him. How about your girl best friend? Ummm you'd have to ask her, too. Do you loan your friends money? *recites the usual financial woe story* Are you taller than your siblings? No. Do you have “photoshoots” with your friends/family members? Definitely not regularly by any means. Are you generous? If you ignore monetary generosity for obvious reasons, I think I am in other ways. Are you afraid of lizards? No no no, I love those tiny lil dinosaur boiz and gorls!!!!! :''') Ahhh, I want a tegu especially one day. How legible is your signature? It's perfectly legible, imo. How hot are your neighbors? I don't even know my neighbors. Well, Mom's spoken to the woman to our left more than once if they were both outside, but I know she's an older woman whose appearance I never really noted, but regardless, I know I wasn't attracted to her. Do you play Pokemon Go? If so, what level are you and who's your buddy? Yeah, I can finally play it regularly since they began offering a daily box with a few items in it, like the balls. I'm not checking, but I think I'm like... around 23? My buddy is Charmeleon because I love love loooove that evolution line and absolutely want a Charizard ASAP. :') What's the most daring thing you have ever done? I guess that would be the story about how I challenged my rather intense fear of fair rides that can trouble the stomach by going on whatever the thing's called where you slowly go very high up and then drop down abruptly. Yeah yeah yeah, I was safe the whole time, but it was daring by my standards, haha. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced? It's been pierced twice already; the first time it closed while I was in the psych hospital and had to take it out, and the second one I just gave up with it after I kept losing them in my sleep and they just fell into the fucking void or something because I could never find them come morning. I eventually had none left to replace those I'd lost. And yes, I wore the curved types, they still just came out somehow???? Probably didn't help that I sleep like, ON my face sometimes, but... lol. I've been thinking of doing it one more time, but this time with a hoop ring. Nostril piercings are just really cute to me. Has someone of the opposite sex ever told you that you were sexy? Somehow. Are you friends with your best friend’s boyfriend or girlfriend? She's single. Do you have tan lines? HA. Absolutely not. Not even in the summer. Have you ever kissed anyone with a lip piercing? Yeah, he had snake bites. Has anyone told you they were in love with you? Yeah. Have you ever seen a bald eagle in person? Yes. Have you ever been vomited on? What about in vice versa? Oh my fucking god no, don't even make me imagine it. What is one family member you wish you were closer to? My sisters. When and where did you lose your virginity? Since then, what was the longest time you've ever gone without sex? I dunno, his bed or mine when I was maybe like 16 or 17. Been many years. What is your biggest fear about making a total commitment to someone? That I'll experience heartbreak again. Do you think that your life is exciting enough to be made into a movie? Do you think anybody would actually enjoy it if it were a movie? lol fuuuuck no If you were the opposite sex, would you be attracted to you? I don't know? If I was a different person, I'd obviously have unique tastes, too. Have you ever walked around your house naked? Oh no, I'm way too uncomf for that. Do you prefer profile pictures of you by yourself or with someone else? Me by myself. Did it bother you to find out that Santa, the Easter Bunny, and the Toothfairy were not real? Not really, no. I'd been suspicious about it for a long time anyway. Is there a food that you only recently started to like? If so, what is it and when did you start liking it? How often do you try again foods you don't like to see if your tastes have changed? Hm... I'm unsure about "recently." I'm not very adventurous with food at all, so the answer for the last part is not often at all. Who would you NOT want to read the surveys you've posted on here? What would most likely happen if they did read it? Is there anyone you actually wish would read your survey answers but doesn't? Probably my therapist lmaoo. It'd spark some concern, especially regarding my PTSD, for him to be able to see "wow, she is deeply scarred." I don't really "wish" anyone else would read them, other than the occasional answer I wish He Who Shall Not Be Named could hear. Do you watch Glee? If so, which song do you want to hear on there that they have not yet done? If not, which TV show do you think has the best soundtrack? I don't watch it. The answer is obviously Supernatural, like good good shit right thar. Do you think you would be able to pull off a crime perfectly, without being caught? What about other lies? For example, cheating on your partner without getting caught? Would you be able to get away with it? Ha, hell no. I'm way too clumsy in more ways than physical and would overlook so many details. And I wouldn't WANT to get away with cheating on my partner, thanks. Do you know anyone who has divorced and remarried the same person? What do you/would you think of someone who does that? I don't think I do, and it's not really my business, but I'd have silent doubts, probably, depending on why they split. Do you say goodnight to anybody before you go to bed? If so, does it feel weird if you go to bed without saying it to them? I say goodnight to my snake Venus; even if she's in her hide, I say it when I walk past her terrarium. It probably wouldn't feel weird not to, but I want to, even though she can't even hear me lmao. How do you react when you're scared? Do you scream, jump, cover your eyes, etc.? I am VERY jumpy, tend to gasp easily, and sometimes scream if I'm seriously scared. Who is the best storyteller you know? What do you find best about their storytelling? Is there an interesting story of theirs you'd like to share? I don't know. Do you strongly dislike (or even hate) any bands or musical artists? If so, what caused such a strong negative emotion towards them? Not for purely their music, that's just stupid, but I could certainly dislike artists for what they do as people. For example, I haven't looked into it whatsoever, so it could be a load of bull, but I know Manson recently had some sexual misconduct or assault allegations rise against him, and honestly, I'd believe it. He's one of my favorite artists (emphasis on the "art"), but definitely not high on my list of favorite people and keeps doing things that are making me lose more and more respect for him. Then there's Otep... again, one of my favorite musical artists. I agree with a good handful of her values, but she is nevertheless an absolute holier-than-thou, intolerant bitch. I don't like her as a person. Do your parents have any collections? If so, what do you think of those collections? Dad collects Cleveland Browns and Carolina Hurricanes stuff; it's all over his "mancave." I don't have an opinion on them. Do you have a favourite role of Johnny Depp's? If you don't like him, what is your favourite role of an actor you like? I'm not familiar enough with all his acting roles for this, but I know he's incredibly good at what he does. If you were in a competition to win your dream prize, and you were allowed to decide what the competition would be (trivia about your favourite band, a foot race, singing, etc.) , what would you choose and why? Uhhhh maybe facts about meerkats? Reason being it's something I'm honestly very knowledgeable about. What is your least favourite thing about the English language? Are there any other languages you prefer besides English? It breaks its own "rules" ALL the time. If I was fluent in German, then I might actually prefer it. There are many parts to the German language that make it very precise and clear what and whom you are addressing (ex., there are two different "you"s for singular and plural usage); the only real downside I see to German is the sentence structure is odd, but then again, I mean, it does encourage active listening to get all the parts of a sentence you need to understand what is being said. Would you be upset if a long-term partner confessed that they had committed a serious crime before you met? How do you think it would affect your relationship? Hm. I guess it would depend on the crime? I sure wouldn't be happy hearing they committed an as you said serious crime, but I'd have to consider if there were other red flags for danger going on, again, if it wasn't massive in my eyes. Do you enjoy watching the special features found on most DVDs? What do you usually enjoy more: the deleted scenes, the bloopers, the audio commentary, or the behind-the-scenes footage? I have to be seriously into whatever I'm watching to explore these. I do love me some bloopers, though. Was there something you were afraid of as a child that just seems silly to you now? I had that usual "monster (or in my case, skeleton) in the closet" fear. Have you ever had a crush but then found out he’s gay? Almost positive my puppydog-love middle school bf actually is gay. I also had a crush on a closeted gay guy for a little bit that same school year. Nowadays he is so open about his sexuality and even does drag, and he's great at it! It's wonderful seeing how far he's come in his confidence. Would you ever be a porn star? What'd your name be? Oh no, hunny. Does blood make you squeamish? No. What's your favorite Pokemon? Ninetales. <3 I also have a very soft spot for Charmander, though. What was the last event to cause you any sort of heartache? My older sister got in a wreck yesterday because some impatient bitch ran a red light. She's fine but did break her clavicle and is going to be using a sling for probably a few months. It was definitely upsetting to hear about. What do you do when you like someone? I tend to get very shy around them, more than I naturally am, and smile a lot. I try to stay in contact with the person, and it's maybe a 60/40 chance I'll wait for them to make the move versus me, but I've done it. Do you mind if people just show up at your house unannounced? YEAH. Especially as someone who needs to mentally prepare for company, don't do this. Do you enjoy rain? To a degree. If it hangs around too long, it affects my depression. I LOVE going to sleep to rain pattering on the window, though. You love Jesus, yes? I don't believe he was a bad person; quite the opposite, actually, but I don't "love" him. I won't go too deep into why just because I'm not in the mood to offend people today lmao. Who’s your favorite person in the whole world? My mom. She's my rock. How many different beverages have you had in the last 24 hours? Just water and Mountain Lightning (a Mountain Dew ripoff for us poor folk, haha). Oh wait, I did have a meal replacement shake for lunch yesterday, I think? Or that might have been the day before... How many brothers does your father have? None, unless I've seriously forgotten him having one. He only has a sister, to my knowledge. What kind of camera do you use? I have a Canon EOS Rebel T6. If you could change you name, what would you change it to? I wouldn't. 25 years with a name I quite like has worked out fine. What was the last song you listened to in the car? Uhhh it was "Drugs" by Mother Mother, I think. Are you the youngest, oldest, middle, or only child? I'm the middle child between my parents. What's the best thing about the place you currently live? Hm. I would say for practicality's sake that we're very close to pretty much everything, but seeing as I enjoy long car rides... With that in mind, I'd say who our landlord is. She's a very close family friend who is very understanding of our financial position, so pretty forgiving with some things. Do you eat breakfast daily? Yessss, I need breakfast to start my day off. Can you hear anyone talking right now? No, just singing. I'm listening to Motionless In White's cover of "Somebody Told Me" by The Killers. What's your favorite flavor of ramen? I solely enjoy the spicy pork bowl by Yakisoba. I've never had another I've liked. I lived off that shit in the apartment. I guess what they say about college kids is true, haha. Never realized that. When was the last time you had a bowl of soup? What flavor? Back when I got my snake eyes tongue piercing, I tried vegetable soup only to find I didn't like it anymore. Do you have any tinned foods in your cupboard at the moment? Yeah, lots. I couldn't name 'em all, besides like, diced pineapple, corn, and beans. We always have those. What was the last food item that you tried for the first time? On Thanksgiving, I was actually brave with food for once and tried that sweet potato dish that's topped with marshmallow, and it was okay. I never liked sweet potato before, and while I couldn't eat a lot of it, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Does anyone in your family have green eyes? No. What was the name of your first ever pet? I was born into my family with a beautiful collie named Trigger, but I have zero recollection of her because she passed away from old age when I was very young. My first personal pet was either my guinea pig Squeak or Chinese water dragon Shadow (no, I have no idea why I named a green lizard that); I can't remember who came first. I adored them both. I feel so bad looking back though, I was so uninformed on how to properly care for a water dragon that she (or he, we were never sure) was, as far as correct husbandry goes, horribly taken care of and stunted from having a tank too small. I consider myself lucky she seemed to really trust me and loved being held, even sleeping on me, and she did live out her full lifespan. I was lucky; please, please, never adopt a reptile until you are properly educated on their unique care. Where was the last place you went out for lunch? What did you order? Mom bought me McDonald's a few days back because I was really craving it. I had a double cheeseburger and for once large fries, because that's what I was seriously wanting. I usually get small or medium. Where was the last place you went for an evening meal? What did you order? I feel bad and selfish for breaking my own "stay the fuck home but for emergencies" rule, but my mom, one of my sisters, and I went out to the Cheesecake Factory for my birthday. I think I ate a chicken sandwich with Chipotle sauce? I actually don't remember for sure. I do however remember the cheesecake I got: some cinnamon swirl one that was fucking glorious. Oh yeah, and we had an appetizer of these pretzel ball things dipped in fondue. I ate waaaay too much, but it was a special occasion, so whatever. Have you Googled anything today? What? I ensured I spelled "clavicle" correctly. Yaaaay, I did. What do you like to eat for breakfast these days? Special K cereal, a sandwich, sometimes those pancake & sausage on a stick things I mentioned at some point in the last survey I think, or a Jimmy Dean breakfast bowl. Maybe other stuff I'm just not thinking of. Is anyone in your family a nurse? No, but I have family in the medical field. Do you like to wear lipstick? What colors do you think suit you best? Not really, no, but I will sometimes for pictures. It smudges too easily yet is also hard and annoying to get off. I only really wear black. Who was the last person to recommend a book to you? My therapist recommended a book for the whole PHP group, but I can't remember what it was. Something self-care related. Who was the last person to tease or joke around with you, in a friendly way? I wouldn't be surprised if it was Tobey, the "family friend" I mention a lot. She probably said something technically rude that she thought was an appropriate joke. Is there a jar of peanut butter in your house? Yeah, always. Does anyone you know own a tabby cat? How about a cocker spaniel? Tabbies are very common, so yes. I don't think I know anyone with a pure cocker spaniel, but my late dog's mother was one. Do you have blinds or curtains in your bedroom? What colour are they? I have those slanted blinds that you can close by pushing them upwards or downwards with a stick thing. They're white. What was the last beverage you tried for the first time? Some form of juice I wasn't a fan of. Orange and peach, I think? Who was the last person that said you were beautiful? I think a friend on Facebook when I changed my profile picture. Is/are your pet(s) fixed? My cat is neutered, but obviously my ball python isn't. Roman would mark the house like crazy before we got him fixed... but even if he didn't, we still would have done it. Please make spaying/neutering your cats and dogs a financial investment priority. If you do the research, you would marvel over the "damage" especially one fertile cat can cause. Hell, my childhood experience with cats is enough proof of that.

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New One-Shot

Lights On

Fandom/Pairing: Sherlock/Johnlock Rating: Teen and Up Words: 4396 Tags: Post-Season 4, Angst, Fluff, Love Confessions, Based on song, First kiss, Pining idiots

Sherlock and John are living together again but things between them are far from okay. John is out of his depth until a song brings the needed epiphany.

This is a submission to the @sherlockchallenge May 2019, prompt: Light.

This is based on the song Lights On by Kelvin Jones.

John was threading through the early morning London rush hour, having picked up Rosie from friends outside of the city, his mind deep in thought. He didn’t even remember how it had started exactly. The past months were just one giant blur of pain and grief and sleep-deprivation. It must’ve been some few weeks after he and Rosie had returned to Baker Street. The flat he and Mary had lived in was simply tainted. How could he raise his daughter in the same rooms where her mother had laughed and lived and loved her? How could he cross a hall where she would never walk again, how could he sit in a kitchen that would forever be void of her voice? They needed to get away, to start fresh—or at least as fresh as John could manage.

Sherlock’s proximity and his manic energy when working cases had proved helpful in overcoming depression once before, so John fell back into tried and tested patterns. Sherlock didn’t tire of assuring him how welcomed he was and John assured him of his gratefulness in return. Eventually, life found a way to restore some form of normality.

But things weren’t like they had been those seven years before. They tiptoed around each other, courteously and more softly than before. There was a strained sort of amicability between him and Sherlock now, each carefully avoiding addressing the issues that lurked in every corner of their home—misplaced trust, betrayal, hurt, heartbreak. At lot less bickering filled the air of 221B, a lot less snark and exasperation. And a lot less laughter. Every day seemed to consist of the same polite conversation, the same exhausting duties, the same glass whisky too much. And yet, no one looking in through the windows would’ve guessed that they weren’t a perfectly content makeshift family, mourning a tragic loss, yes, but content still. John knew better. They were slowly falling apart.

Sherlock was clean but set on a hardly less destructive path, taking case after case, barely sleeping, eating only every few days. He looked thinner and more worn-out by the minute and John didn’t say anything. He fought his own demons.

He was drinking too much, he knew it. But the alcohol exquisitely numbed the world’s sharp edges, especially at night. John had been tormented by nightmares for so many years now that they had become a nuisance he had barely noticed anymore. Since Mary’s death, however, the dreams had become more vivid, more detailed, more brutal. As soon as he closed his eyes, the familiar images of a blazing sun and screaming bullets mixed with Sherlock’s falling figure, blood streaming over the pavement and filling the well he was drowning in. For months, he hadn’t found a single night of unencumbered sleep, except when he was black-out drunk. With whisky saturating his bloodstream, he spent the nightly hours in blessed unconsciousness that unfortunately lacked permanence and made him long for its eternal cousin as soon as morning came.

It must’ve been one of the sober nights, then, when it first happened. He woke, the darkness of his old room he occupied once more pressing into his eyes like a blindfold, to find somebody next to him. Sherlock had silently sneaked into his bed, had crept under the covers without a word, without touching John or trying to wake him.

John neither spoke nor moved. He just lay in the perfect blackness of the night and listened to Sherlock’s shallow breathing, keenly aware of his own hammering heartbeat. He was sure Sherlock knew he was awake but neither of them dared to break the silence. Eventually, the steady waves of Sherlock’s breaths rocked John back to sleep. When he woke, Sherlock was gone.

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