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intimidating-fettuccine · 4 months

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Chronic pain s/o with the proxies

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Brian:

I think Brian is one of the most gentle ones with you. Always tender, gentle touches, affectionately soft hugs and kisses, and lightly supportive hands when you need help getting around and doing things. Brian tends to hover near you whenever he's going to be close to you to be able to check on you for a day. He won't necessarily be right next to you, but he tends to hang about in rooms near you or handle his paperwork in an area close to you in case you need him to help you with anything. I think Brian tries to keep a little bit of a pep in your step, to an extent that you can handle. I think he likes to go for walks with you every day (even if just a short one up and down the street) to keep you active and moving around.

If there are stretches that would benefit your pain, he's also very willing to do those with you, and in fact, he'd probably be the one researching and suggesting it. If he feels your pain is ever out of his scope, he's quick to ask EJ or Smiley for some advice so he can better help you and care for you. I can see him leaving little notes around the house or in your bags if you're out and about to try and cheer you up with little messages encouraging you and reminding you that you can do it. He also likes to text or call you whenever you both have breaks to check in and make sure you're feeling alright and see if there's anything that you'll need help with later that he can take care of for you. He's a very cheerful and caring individual, and his attitude and help can serve to boost you a lot and help keep you optimistic about things.

Tim:

Tim, like Brian, tries to keep you a bit active. Tim has some of his own chronic pain, and keeping active and preventing his body from getting tense has always been a help to him. He'll never push you beyond your limit, and he makes sure to keep a close eye on you, but every day I can see him doing some stretches and light exercises with you at night before bed to help you sleep better and make sure your body isn't too tense. I think he also absolutely enjoys giving you massages. If you have any specific problem areas that get too painful, he's really good at massaging them to bring you some relief, making sure to check in with you the next day to see if they're really tense again and if you need his help some more.

He finds it relaxing to care for you and help you out, so it becomes a sort of daily ritual for the two of you. I think he also tries to cook some foods for you that can help you out, considering he loves cooking (especially for you). He'll make you lunches every day packed full of foods that are beneficial for bodies with chronic pain, but he especially makes sure you're eating your fruits and vegetables and staying hydrated. I think if you have a hard time staying hydrated he's the type to get you a cool water bottle that you'd love and some stuff to flavor your water that tastes good and might even be beneficial, and he'll drink them with you. He does his best to check in on you and work with you to help you make some improvements and manage your pain as best as you can because he loves you and he wants to be as positive of an influence as he can.

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spacedace · 1 year

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I know it was a prompt and u said you werent gonna do anything with it (and you so should) but i love ur two posts on the Queen of Clones Elle/Amnesiac Champion Kon AU (especially Kon's knight design (like ghost tattoos?!?!? so so cool) and Elle's relationship with him). Got anymore headcanons about this au? Who are the other clones you envisioned playing the background characters? Do Kon and Tim actually cuddle in the Only One Bed scenario? Does Elle get a cool princess/queen design(s) since Kon gets a knight one? Does Tim walk into Kon's knight practice and have a "oh no he's hot" moment? Just afagshjdksll this au is so cool please tell me all about it

The thing is, whenever I say "I'm going to put X idea here for someone else to grab since I'm never going to do anything with it" I'm lying. I'm a liar. It's still lives in my brain and is taking over all rational thought. I have at least 85% of a story written in my head when I say that, I just know that I'm never going to sit down and actually write it down lol

I have SO MANY thoughts about this AU, you have no idea what you've done asking me about it haha

(and seriously if anything at all in my ramblings here is of interest to anyone have at it, everything I post should always be considered free game to use as a writing prompt haha)

Like, between Elle getting snatched by the GIW & Kon ending up in custody with the Justice League for a bit, a lot of the clones that weren't involved in the rescue(s) who are out in the wider multiverse come pouring in to check on them and there's this huge impromptu "Congrats on Escaping a Government Agency" party for the two of them.

There are so many clones just everywhere, Tim is overwhelmed by them all (and hasn't actually realized that the whole deal of the place is that everyone there is a clone yet). But he's dealing. He's sticking close to Kon (because he's never letting Kon leave his sight again, especially since he's half convinced that Elle kidnapped & brainwashed Kon into being her loyal servant for evil purposes) and getting introduced to the most diverse group of entities he's ever seen before (humans aren't the only ones who get into cloning).

And then there's an excited whoop as some kid comes flying out of a portal and launches himself at Kon, talking a thousand miles a second, just so happy Kon is back and okay and the boy is so chipper and happy and sweet that it takes Tim a second to realize holy shit is that Damian????

The kid is the Heretic, aged down and growing up again with a fresh slate after getting sent to Elle's Haunt post however he disappeared/died in DC canon (I'm a bit fuzzy on those details). Of course that information takes a bit for Tim to figure out, becuase the kid has no memories at all of being the Heretic or of Damian or Talia or Bruce or fighting his way out of a whale fully grown. As far as he's concerned he's Antonio, Paulina Sanchez' adopted son, and like sure he's somebody's clone but that really doesn't matter to him, he only comes to Elle's haunt to hang out and tag along behind Kon because he thinks Kon is the coolest. (Kon is explaining this to Tim as a bright, cheerful, normal kid version of Damian is sitting on his shoulders. Tim is losing his god damn mind).

And the Only One Bed Thing!! Okay, so like, Kon is Elle's Champion and basically her unofficial Heir. When Elle isn't around he's in charge of her Haunt and looking after all the other clones. And even when she is there he just goes full Big Brother mode on everyone. It doesn't matter if the clones that end up in the Haunt are actually older than him, he's their big brother now.

To that end, clones end up coming to Kon all the time in the middle of the night, unable to sleep because of nightmares and stuff. And Kon is the cuddliest motherfucker. He's all about platonic cuddles to help people sleep. Just about every clone that's ever spent any time at Elle's haunt has ended up curled up in a blanket fort in Kon's room getting cuddled into feeling safe and cared for.

So for Kon? Only One Bed is no issue at all.

Oh all the clones coming over for the party has taken up all the rooms and Elle is "too weak from recovering" for her Haunt to make more? Of course Red Robin can stay in his room! His bed is so comfy and there's more than enough room for both of them (and like, sure, he's kinda panicking a little because he's never cuddled with anyone he's sorta had a tiny bit of a crush on, but he cab be cool! Besides, its hard to fully commit to the crush one Red Robin when Mystery Boy is out there somewhere, oh maybe he can ask Red Robin about him! He seems to know so much about Kon he'll know who Kon is in love with back in his old life!)

Tim, on the other hand, is just fully:

Over the prospect of having to keep his shit together while sleeping in the same bed as Kon (who sleeps without a shirt, jesus fucking christ, Kon has tattoos now since when did that happen??? why is he somehow more attractive than when he disappeared??? oh god Tim is going to have a fucking heart attack) especially after Kon drops the bomb that the only thing he can remember from before is some guy that Kon was apparently totally in love with??? Like Tim is being thrown wildly between being a Bi Disaster to being totally devistated and back again.

He mostly manages to keep himself together, at least until it's actually time for bed and it turns out that Kon is a cuddler when he sleeps (Kon did warn him! "just shove me off if I end up trying to use you as a pillow it won't wake me up" he said, and Tim thought "well it can't be that bad" he was so fucking wrong) and Tim ends up wrapped up in a cocoon of muscled and tattooed Kryptonian arms with his face smushed into Kon's chest and Kon nuzzling into Tim's hair in his sleep and it's the most comfortable Tim's ever been in his life and Kon purrs in his sleep like how is that even fair??? (I love the Kyrptonian's purr headcanon so much it has to be in here lol)

By the end of the first week Tim's has slept more and better than he has in years. He's genuinely forgotten what it's like to have a normal sleep schedule. Even with all his panicking, Kon sleepily curling up around him and hugging him like a teddy bear just knocks him out. It's insane.

And Elle! I have so many thoughts about Elle in this AU!

I mentioned it in one of my other posts on this AU that Elle gives off Vibes based off her various Epitaphs that she's gained, and I think that she'd kinda push that to the max when it came to Tim for awhile when Kon first shows up with him.

Like, she takes one look at Tim and is like "ah, this is Mystery Boy my amnesiac bestie has been on about forever" while also realizing that Kon has no idea that he's just panic-kidnapped the one person he sorta remembers from his old life. Which is the oppurtunity of so much fun matchmaking chaos. And she loves Kon, she's planning on officially making him her Heir so that he becomes Prince of Clones as well as her Champion, she wants him to be happy.

But also she's protective over him, more even than a lot of the other clones that end up in her Haunt. Kon doesn't remember his old life and he was so badly injured when he ended up in Elle's haunt that Frostbite hadn't been sure he would survive. Add in the fact that Red Robin was clearly with the people that had captured Kon while he and the other clones were getting her out of the GIW facility (and that the Justice League is sort of a government agency in it's own right) and Elle isn't totally sold on Tim.

She goes out of her way to give off extra creepy vibes while around him. Making sure he understands that she's more than strong enough to destroy him if he even thinks about hurting Kon. At least in the early days of Tim being in her haunt. She does, eventually, lighten up - especially when Kon gives her the big eyes and asks her to trust him, that he knows that Red Robin is someone he believes is good and that won't ever hurt him. She's still keeps a close eye on Tim, but does chill out a little after that.

And she does have a Queen Form (and a princess form when she's doing her Crown Princess of the Infinite Realms thing). She has a couple different forms/designs depending on which Epitaph she's invoking (and of course a fun vaguely eldritch shadow form that scares the shit out of Tim haha).

Her Clone Queen design is BIG, not quite massive Eldritch Ghost King Danny big, but definitely big. Like 20-30 feet tall big, so she can pick up and carry/hold all her clone children like little babies (if any clones are from a race/species that's bigger than that her size adjusts so she's always big enough to carry them).

She has a crown made out of mirror shards that float around and move so that it's always changing shape (I've been feeling clones being called "Mirrorborn" in the Infinite Realms since there's kind of a naming convention already with "unborn" and clones could be seen as kind of like reflections in a way. Elle's official title is actually "Queen of the Mirrorborn" though sometimes is called "Mother of Mirrors" that's why Kon's sheild reflects things, since Elle made it for him out of a piece of her crown while naming him her Champion) and wears a dress that also looks like it's covered in mirrors. It's actually very soft and comfortable and it's super common for clones to climb around or curl up in her skirts and sleep in there.

Her dress does turn into armor though if she needs to fight. And while in Clone Queen mode it's actually super easy for her to duplicate herself a bunch of times.

Knight Training!

Once Elle chills out on Tim a little and is fully onboard the matchmaking train with the rest of the clones (all while absolutely none of them tell Kon that Red Robin is obviously his Mystery Boy) she has Fright Knight show up more often to train Kon specifically for the purpose of Tim walking in on shirtless Tim expertly going through sword forms and sparring with various other clones. And of course Tim and Kon have to have a sparring scene, where Tim is so distracted by Kon being so fucking attractive he ends up pinned against a wall with the flat of a sword under his chin and Kon giving him a cheeky wink and then it's on and there's a whole dramatic flirty fight scene as they make their way through half of Elle's Haunt while sword fighting.

Also! Since Elle's entire court is actually there for once, a bunch of different monarchs around the Infinite Realms decide to host a tournament, so Kon gets to do official knight stuff in his best armor. And Tim gets place of honor right next to Elle during all the jousting and fighting stuff so he gets the best view of Kon kicking ass.

Tim (still wearing his mask because even if he's pretty sure that no one here is evil or would use his secret identity against him - or even care that he has one) has been all dressed up in some gorgeous clothes fit for his status as "Companion" to a Queen's Champion/future Heir. Just something absolutely insanely georgous in the colors of his Red Robin suit, with a dramatic but entirely functionless cape and Kon's crest (not Elle's but Kon's) embroidered on it and it's Kon's turn to blue screen at seeing Tim for the first time all dressed up.

And Tim is maybe finally putting together from talking with Kon that he might be Mystery Boy that Kon remembers from before and that Kon is in love with. So just before Kon is going out to joust, Tim - taking Elle's advice that he should give Kon a favor before the tournament for good luck - and wanting it to be more meaningful than just a handkerchief or something, takes his mask of and gives it to Kon as his favor.

And Kon just loses his god damn mind because Mystery Boy and Red Robin are the same person and all he wants to do is kiss Tim stupid but Fright Knight Master of Chivalry is like "nope you gotta win this tournament and bring honor to your beloved and do this whole ridiculous song and dance about it, no kissing, get out there and smash some heads together - and keep your helmet on this time!" and just yeets a disgruntled Kon out into the field before he can do anything.

And of course with all this extra incentive - Fright is serious about that whole "prove your love through combat" thing he's not going to be allowed to even kiss Tim's hand unless he wins and is perfectly chivalous while doing it - Kon wins the Tournament and is given the flower crown he's supposed to give to the most beautiful of all the observers and of course he gives it to Tim and he doesn't care if there's a forty step courting process he's supposed to follow Fright, he's fucking kissing Tim and there's nothing you can do about it!

Literally seconds away from them finally kissing is when the Justice League kick down the door to get Tim back.

The ghosts aren't even the ones that wrecks the Justice League's shit for interuppting, it's just Tim screaming at them about being cock blocks for forty minutes while Kon screams into the void in the background.

(Kon does get his memories back eventually, and he and Tim do finally get that kiss and start dating. But at that point Kon has been named Elle's heir so Fright Knight is even more rediculous about Correct Courting Steps than before because Kon is a Prince now. Elle is just relieved that it turns out that the Justice League nuked the GIW while they were looking for Tim, because they were not okay with them or the Anti-Ecto Laws. Kon is mortified at having what is effectively his adoptive mother constantly popping in to dote on him while in the middle of fights, Elle is having a great time.)

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itsscromp · 7 months

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OMG SO I REQUESTED THE TOMAS WITH THE KID READER, IT WAS SO CUTE, USVHSBS

Could I ask for a follow up, maybe? The ending had the reader drawing, so what if the reader just draws him, themselves and Kuai Liang just hanging out all the time? Bonus points if they're not at all good and literally just stick figures, but it's clear they put so much love into it that it doesn't matter

Tomas Vbrada/Smoke and Kuai Liang/Scorpion X reader

Awwwwwwww anon This is so adorable I love it so damn much, Your brain is on fire this month !!!. Word count:1K

Whenever you finished up training or done your chores in the dojo, It was no surprise that you would spend your free time drawing, Most of the time you would draw you and Smoke, Granted they were stick figures but you put so much love and care into them. Even having Kuai liang in your drawings as well.

"Kuai I drew something new !!" You said proudly.

"Ah what have you drawn today ??" He smile as you handed him a drawing.

"This is me" You pointed at the stick figure what looks like its punching a wooden pole. "And this is you" Pointing to the second stick figure who was cheering you on.

"This is very lovely y/n, Thank you for this" He smiled brightly, you just made his day.

Both Tomas and Kuai have a huge collection of your drawings, each one putting so much love and care into it. You really did see them as your brothers, even though you didn't share the same blood. You saw them as brothers who would do nothing else to protect you and help you be the very best you can be.

One day, It was a nice beautiful summer's day outside, and Kuai decided to treat you two to a day out, no worrying about any chores or training.

"How about a day swim at the lake nearby ??" He smiled.

"Yeah I like that !!" You smiled enthusiastically which made Smoke chuckle, If you had a tail it would be wagging almost out of control.

"Alright then we leave very soon, so I suggest we help each other pack for the day out." With that the two then quickly changed into their swim clothes and packed dry ones and a towel while Kuai filled a basket with food and water.

Y/n also packed their notepad and pencil too just incase they see anything interesting along the way to the lake.

They began they're walk to the lake, the summer sun working a sweat on all of you.

"Don't worry y/n we're nearly there" Smoke smiled and patted your shoulder.

"Ok..." You wiped the sweat off your forehead with your arm.

And within a few minutes you arrived at the lake, the water crystal clear, cool and inviting. "Go on then" Kuai smiled and sat down under the tree.

Y/n cheered and rushed into the water, diving in and just having a blast, Tomas dived in too, but you were distracted so he gave the most perfect opportunity and then swam up to you without even noticing and then he struck, lifting you up out of the water.

"What the. Tomas !!!" You giggled

"Ready, in 3... 2... 1... Go !!!" He then tossed you back into the water.

"NO" You yelled as you splashed in and swam back up, Tomas giving the most cheeky smile you have ever seen. Then it turns into a water fight oh boy was he going down. Kuai Liang smiled brightly watching you two play in the water. He's never seen Tomas this happy before, it warmed his heart to see how close you and him were. Just being able to let loose and have a bit of fun.

"Kuai Come on in !!' You yelled out to him, making him lose his train of thought. "I'm all good y/n" He declined polietly.

"Oh man..." You pouted.

"Hey I know something that might get him in" Tomas whispered to you.

"Oh ??"

He gently whispered into your ear as Kuai then looked back up into the sky and closed his eyes, taking in the soft breeze. It only lasted for a few seconds when he felt water splash onto him. Opening his eyes to find it was you as you laughed running back into the water.

"Come back here y/n" He smirked and rushed after you, diving into the water and swam for you.

"Tomas help me !!" You shrieked as you swam to him, but you didn't reach him in time as Kuai then caught you and started to tickle your sides.

"No !!" You giggled loudly, you had nowhere to go. Trapped in the clutches of kuai's tickle attack.

"That's what you get for splashing me." He smirked as he then let you go and splashed you.

"It came with some sacrifice but we got him into the water huh y/n" Tomas smirked and playfully nudged you.

"Don't think you're getting out of this too brother." He smirked and splashed him as well.

"Wha- hey !!" He smiled as he splashed back.

Another giant water fight ensued, one with lots of smiles and laughs, the three spent hours having fun in the water, it was much needed after many days of training.

After a fun day of swimming and being with your brothers you decided to make a new drawing about your day. You were going to make this the very best drawing the elder gods have ever seen. It took longer this time, showing how much love and care you were going to put into this drawing. After almost 45 minutes it was finished. It was beautiful, But before you showed them, you placed in the most important thing of the drawing, you, Tomas and Kuai.

"Guys I got something to show you !!" You smiled so brightly.

"Oh, what is it ??" Tomas asked.

You then showed them the drawing, placing it in front of them as they looked over, The lake day was perfectly drawn. So much love and care, and you had the stick figures in too.

"That's me, and Kuai and you. We're hugging each other like we did in the lake."

Both of them smile brightly and group hug you.

"This is very beautiful y/n, thank you so much" Kuai gently rubbed your shoulder blade and smiled.

"I love you guys..."

And if their hearts couldn't melt any further, You were their sibling, one of the Shirai Ryu. One who they would always protect no matter what the situation is. You were family.

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bouncybongfairy · 8 months

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Halloween Night

Evil Morty x Bimbo Reader (BOTH READER AND EVIL MORTY ARE 18-YEAR-OLD SENIORS IN HIGH SCHOOL.) I'm surprised there aren't more Morty x Reader Fan Fics out there. Rick and Morty came out when I was 12, so Morty was one of my first crushes lol.

Summary: Morty and you have been together for about 8 months. You picked out a sexy alien costume hoping to impress Morty with how amazing you look. When you show him after weeks of waiting for it to arrive, he explains it may be a bit too scandalous before even complimenting you. This frustrates you because, as a cheerleader, the costume isn't more revealing than your uniform. You try to make him jealous at the prep rally and end up talking things out at the Halloween party you both show up at.

Word Count: 2.0k+

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When you got home from school, you were thrilled that your Halloween costume had finally come in the mail. Tomorrow was the 31st so you were cutting it close, not to mention you’ve been excited to show Morty. You two have been dating for 8 months and even though it doesn’t seem like a long time, it sure did feel like it. This was your first Halloween as a couple and you were both excited to spend it together. You let your backpack plop down on the carpet and sit on your bed. Using your eyebrow razor you rip open the green costume. It was a leather skirt, a matching tube top, silver gloves, and thigh highs. Once you put it on you fell in love with it, and you felt really confident. You FaceTimed Morty, setting your phone on your vanity and waiting for him to pick up. When he answered he was lying in his bed. You could tell his room was dark because of the lighting. You backed away from the phone so he could see the entire costume. The reason you chose an alien costume was for Morty, you figured he would be excited and flattered that you were thinking of him. Not to mention practically everyone in the school knew that Morty was always around aliens and intergalactic shenanigans.

“Well?” you asked when he didn’t say anything.

“It’s really hot, are you wearing that to Tricia’s party?” he asked, sounding a little less than entertained.

“Um.. yeah? Is there something wrong?” you asked, confused as to why his energy was so negative.

“I don’t know, don’t you think it’s kinda revealing,” he asked and your face dropped.

“I don’t think it’s that much more revealing than my cheer uniform, and I wear that all the time,” you said, sitting on the office chair next to your desk.

“Don’t play dumb though y-you know that costume shows quite a bit off,” he said.

“What the fuck, I’m not playing dumb. Obviously, I know it’s a hot outfit. I'm just saying that it’s not worse than my cheerleading uniform and I wear that to school and football games. So why would this bother you?” you asked.

“Fine, whatever if you want to go out with your tits and ass out that’s fine, I’ll just have to bring a gun.” he sighed.

“Oh no don’t even worry about that, you can just stay home and play with the gun in your pants. I think imma just be with my girls tomorrow night. It’s so fucking crazy that it not only took me a week to pick this out for you but also waited weeks to show you how it looked. Do you realize you didn’t give me a single compliment since I’ve shown you? I respect your opinions but why do you have to be such a douche about it like honestly,” you said hanging up the call. You were feeling pretty beside yourself, you were so excited to spend Halloween together and it was like that was flushed down the toilet. You change out of your costume and lay out everything you need for tomorrow’s Halloween prep rally. After you finish up some homework, you head to bed even though you are feeling quite restless.

The next morning you woke up feeling more optimistic about today. Morty sent you a good morning text which made you angry. You were expecting an apology not him trying to sweep shit under the rug. You woke up early in order to have time to shower and shave, not to mention you’d have to blow dry your hair after. The hot water was making you more sleepy than you felt while you were in bed. You scrubbed your scalp with shampoo, enjoying the hot water as you rinsed the suds out. You shaved your legs and exfoliated your body, you hopped out of the shower once the hot steam was making you feel faint. You sat at your vanity and began blow drying your hair. When you looked up, you saw all the polaroids of you and Morty taped to the sides of your vanity. It wasn’t like you guys were broken up or anything, clearly he wasn’t mad at you. It just seemed kind of hypocritical for him to judge you on showing too much skin because always said he liked that about you. You bump the ends of your long blonde hair and then start your make-up. You always wore a lot of make-up; big lashes, bright pink blush, lip gloss, ect. It didn’t matter if it looked cakey at times to you, obviously, it’s not going to look as good during 8th period as it did when you first got to school.

After your hair and make-up was done, you put on your cheer uniform. You were going to Tricia’s house right after school to help her get things ready for her party. As you packed your costume you couldn’t ignore how upset you were about Morty today. You spotted Tricia and a couple of your friends sitting in the quad. After greeting and showering each other with compliments, you explained to them what happened with Morty last night. You showed them a picture of you in the green costume and they all reassured you that it wasn’t too sluty.

“Did you guys break up for real this time?” Tricia asked, rubbing your shoulder.

“No, he texted me good morning but that was it. I don’t know, I kinda feel like I overreacted. I was really looking forward to spending tonight together but I just feel like he was being disrespectful, all of a sudden he doesn’t want me to dress how I always have just because we’re together,” you said.

“At the rally, you should really go full-out, you know like to make him jealous,” Tricia suggested.

“Do you think he’s still coming to the party?” you asked the group.

“Unless you specifically told him that you weren’t going, I'm sure he’ll be there,” one girl said.

For the rest of the day, you thought about what she said. It seemed silly to be trying to make him jealous when that was what caused the argument in the first place. You mostly feel like his comments were out of line and you didn’t want to really piss him off, just toy him around a little. The day went by quickly, all the teachers figured that most students wouldn’t be paying attention today. You could see the anticipation building among your peers. Halloween only lands on a Friday every 7 years and everyone was buzzing about that. The student body was slowly filling the gym, getting ready for the prep rally. All the cheerleaders were in a separate room waiting to go on. Morty had texted you asking where you were going to be. You told him your usual spot and showed Tricia.

“This is even more of a reason to go full out,” she said.

“I would go full out regardless of if I had a boyfriend or not,” you said.

After waiting for 15 more minutes it was time for the team to perform. It was easy to pick Morty out of the crowd, and you would be lying if you said you weren’t happy to see him. He was smiling at you and it made you feel bad for leaving him. Your coach made a routine using Nicki Minaj’s Monster Verse. It was nice having a couch that was younger and understood the new generation of cheer better. You were feeling amazing, They made the lighting in the gym red which gave it a really cool vibe. Normally prep rallies really sucked and nobody ever really engages. Today being Halloween and Friday everyone was more willing to be involved. Chanting and volunteering for the little games and events. Morty was at the bottom of the bleachers, which made you eye level to each other. You could see that he was taking pictures of you which made you roll your eyes. The crowd and music were so loud as you were performing, that all you could focus on was him. He looked so cute and the fact that he was smiling the entire time was warming your heart. After you were done performing, the school was dismissed. Technically there was still half of the last period left but nobody went back to class. As you walked out of the gym, Morty greeted you.

“Did you think I was showing off too much at the rally?” you asked sarcastically to make a point.

“I thought you looked hot, look I didn’t mean to offend you for real. You’re my girlfriend of course. I don't like sharing your body with other people’s eyes. I should have told you how good you looked beforehand,” he admitted, grabbing your hand and walking by your side.

“I appreciate you for looking at things from my point of view. Sorry for not texting you back this morning,” you said, giving him a kiss on his cheek.

“It’s okay I figured you were pissed,” he said laughing.

“I have to go, a couple of girls and I are going to Tricia’s house to get ready for her party,” you said.

“Come to my house and get ready, you have all your stuff in your duffle right?” he asked.

“Yeah but I don’t know I promised her,” you sighed.

“I’ll stop for food on the way,” he said trying to convince you; it worked.

Morty had been driving his dad’s car around for a while. The two of them got into a huge blowout over his dad not keeping a job. Morty was doing a paid internship for a chemistry teacher at the local college. Long story short Morty had to take over the payments of the car. Morty was about to take you home after hanging out after school and his dad said no because he hadn’t taken out the trash for the past two days. Morty blew up at him, he looked his dad dead in the eye and told him he was the new man of the house. Ridiculed him for not having income and then having the audacity to take away something Morty paid for. You had never seen Morty so mad, his face was bright red and his eyes were wild. You would never admit this but something is different about Morty for the past couple of months. Ever since his internship, he’s been on a short fuse and a God complex. You summed it up to him becoming more confident in himself and how could you be mad at that? When he took you home he drove so fast yet controlled that it scared you a bit.

Once you went through the Burger King drive-thru you made it back to his house. You were pretty sure Beth didn’t like you because every time you came into the house she never acknowledged you. He pulled you upstairs and into his room, he always had his LED lights set to red and it always smells like stale pot/tobacco smoke. His closet door was a mirror so you laid out a towel and started recurring your hair and re-doing your make-up. After throwing his backpack into the corner of the room, he walked over to his stereo and played Pumpkins Scream In the Dead of Night at full volume. He then plopped down on his bed and started packing a bowl into his slightly dirty bong. You were picking your french fries in between teasing certain parts of your hair. Morty walked over and stood directly above you and blew a huge bong rip down on you.

“Ugh! Boo-Boo don’t do that you know I don’t like that,” you said trying to waft some of the smoke out of your face. In response, he playfully humped the back of your head causing you to fall back a little. This made him laugh so hard that you couldn’t help but join him.

“Are you dressing up?” you asked him.

“No, I’m just going to sell while I’m there,” he said, referring to Tricia’s party.

“Only weed right?” you asked.

“I promised you nothing else right?” he asked rhetorically.

“I’m just making sure,” you said, spraying your hair with a final layer of hair spray.

When you were finally finished, you took your clothes off and changed into your costume. When you turned around, Morty was rolling a blunt that wasn’t what surprised you. It was the huge sack of weed on his bed, seriously as big as your ass. You questioned whether it was safe to be taking all that but he assured you it would be secure in the car and of course, the fact that he carried it. The two of you took some selfies in the mirror before leaving. He of course made sure to compliment how good you looked which made you roll your eyes. Once you got to the party Tricia was a little sad that you didn’t come to get ready with all the girls but was happy to see you and Morty had worked things out. Normally you don’t smoke at all but after two shots, the idea of a blunt was rather intriguing. Morty was sitting in the arm of the chair and you were leaning back, pressed against him. The entire house was encased in smoke, it was like no matter where you went you couldn’t get a breath of oxygen. Morty walk talking with one of his buddies who were laughing and fucking around. You were holding a solo cup that was filled with cherry vodka sour, it was staining your lips a bright red. The only thing you had eaten all day was the Burger King after school so the weed and alcohol were hitting you heavily. You could tell Morty noticed because he was holding on to your waist as if you were going to lose balance. You turned around so that you were facing him, his eyes were red, the same as yours. He pulled you close and asked if you were doing okay.

“I wish we could go trick -hiccup- or treating like we used to,” you said giggling.

“Yeah, I miss when things were simple,” he said, giving you a kiss on the cheek.

“I know I’m fucked up but have you been like… okay lately? You seem darker,” you drunkenly try to explain.

“I’m just becoming more aware of the bullshit around me. I’m fine, you’re fine; we’re fine,” he reassured you.

“I’m sorry I blew up at you last night, I’m having a really good time with you,” you said, giving him a peck on the lips.

“I love you,” he blurted out

“I love you too,” you said almost as fast as he said it. This was the first time you’d ever said I love you to each other. Even though you were both a little cross-faded, it still felt so personal and special. After about another hour you head back to his house and well… ya know if ya know.

#rick and morty #rick and morty halloween #Halloween fanfic #morty x reader #aged up morty smith #morty smith x reader #rick and morty fanfic #rick and morty season 7 #evil morty x reader #morty smith #rick and morty fanfiction #rick and morty fandom

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Happy Saturday :) S2 like I said before chock full of goodies. The hits keep coming with this one. This one has ton of amazing gifs sadly Tumblr keeps me to 30. Had to pick the most essential ones. They gotta raise that limit haha I need least 50 with good eps like this haha

2x06 Fallout

We start the ep off with Rachel telling Tim about the wedding she has an invitation to. Tim immediately says he doesn’t do weddings. (For you he doesn’t….) Rachel ignores this and tells Tim, Lucy got one too. That Lucy used to date him and it’s going to devastate her. Tim asks if this guy slept with this girl while they were dating? She says living together…ugh poor Lucy. Rachel asks him to take it easy on her today. He fights her a bit and becomes a lying liar who lies. Tells her how Lucy isn’t his friend but his rookie. Ok honey…sure…Whatever you say. That it’s not his job to help her through her messy social life. Rachel pouts a little and he cracks. Says he can take it down 2 percent ha

Cracks me up how very confused Lucy is by this announcement. Look at her face. She is put very off guard by this offer. She instantly questions why he’s letting her drive. Probably thinks this is a Tim test she doesn't understand just yet. Too funny she doesn’t trust it for one second why he’s allowing this. It’s not like him at all. She knows him too damn well to just accept it. The distrust is immediate and doesn't go away. I mean look at him rolling his eyes below it's almost painful for him to allow this haha Why wouldn't she question it?

I do love that this is his way of cheering her up without her knowing it. Not a bad first swing at 'taking it easy on her.' Tim knows how much she wants to drive the shop. He’s trying to be indirect about it. Even though he knows he can’t get anything past her. Her smile walking to the shop is too cute. Lucy couldn’t be more excited to drive today. She is not sure what brought this on but she's going to roll with it. Well for a minute.....

Lucy can’t be in the shop more than two seconds before she’s questioning this kindness again. Lucy being Lucy just can't let this random surprise go. Tim is just letting her drive without a catch. No rhyme or reason. Very unlike the Tim she’s come to know. Always so methodical in everything he does with her. This seems unfounded to her. Out of left field and they both know it. It's cute he thinks he can ever run something like this past her without suspicion.

Lucy’s facial expressions during this scene made me laugh so much. She’s on edge waiting for the other shoe to drop. Her face saying Who are you? The funniest part of this scene is Tim not looking at her. He knows if he looks he’s gonna fold quickly. Eyes are the window to the soul, and Lucy has a free pass and can let herself in whenever she wants to read him. Tim knows this. Why it's hilarious he refuses to let Lucy really look at him.

No one has ever been able to read him like she does. Tim is painfully away of this fact. The minute Tim gives her eye contact this ruse is over. He won't have even made it out of the station before this crumbles. Cracks me up he refuses to look her in the eye the entire time. The more she looks at him more he looks away. Like Lucy is willing him to look at her and he just won't do it. I’m dying lmao Also my god look at his jaw line sweet lord. * fans self*

They report to a Liquor store where there was a counterfeit bill used. It's obvious Tim knows the owner since they're on a first name basis. Their reactions to how badly it was counterfeited is too cute. Says ‘Hunderd’ LOL Tim asks how Amari how he and his wife are? He says they’re in couples counseling. Tim empathizes tells him to hang in there.

Lucy looks shocked he’s being so personal. I love that Tim has scattered ‘puppies’ all over. There is a history there we don't know about with Amari. I adore getting to see this side of him. He’s so much softer than he lets on to be as we all know. Lucy can see that chewy center hehe. Amari hands them a pic off his security camera. They tell him they'll start to look for this guy right away.

Tim tells her after they leave that she should’ve gloved up before touching the bill. Lucy says he’s right and she’s sorry. Lucy questions why he didn’t say anything to her while they were inside? Tim tries to shrug it off says no reason…You can't BS the person who reads you best Timothy. They barely make it past their first call before she is calling BS on this niceness. He's such a bad liar.

Lucy tells him he always calls her out in front of people when she messes up. Asks him why he’s being so nice to her today? Tim fails once again in his reply. Says he’s not.... Weak defense Tim very weak. Look at his face. Couldn't lie to her if his life depended on it. Lucy puts two and two together and gets very angry. She know Rachel said something to him.

Tim admits to it and says he didn’t want to do it either if it made her feel better. Breaking news It doesn’t lol First time we really see Lucy get defensive with him about her personal life. I think she knows this whole nice thing wasn’t genuine at all. Lucy figured that much out from the jump. She just didn’t know why till now. Lucy gets more defensive and goes on a mini rant about how it’s not a big deal, she’s over him, and is ‘happy’ for him. This doesn't bother her at all.

Eric is at it again with the perfect facial expressions. Tim’s face says it all in response to her rant. He too is calling BS. He knows she’s not being truthful about how she feels about this whole thing. It was noted in the finale by Tim how 'She is good at a lot of things lying isn't one of them.' Lucy may know him very well but it’s a two way street. Tim is well versed in all things Lucy Chen. He know's she isn't being her usual honest self about this wedding.

Lucy tells Tim she doesn’t need special treatment from him. Trying to put on a brave act for him. After this confession Tim doesn’t hesitate to reverse his driving decision from earlier. Tells her he’s going to drive then. Lucy is bummed but doesn't fight it much. Honestly it’s what she needed. She was off balance with him doing it anyways. So he’s righting the ship by driving the shop (and the situation as we will see later on.) He stopped the being nice routine minute she called him on it. From here on out he handles it really well. It’s far more genuine and from a place of actual caring.

Since she's back in passenger seat Lucy starts to verbalize her feelings and anxiety. Like one does. Saying she's sure Tim thinks she’s being stupid about the invitation. He shoots back saying he thought this didn’t bother her? Lucy ignores his jab. Tim tells her he was just grateful to not talk about it. Haha Lucy continues on despite him. Can’t understand why they would invite her? To humiliate her?

Her spiral just beginning. Tim is trying to head it off with his patented logic. Says maybe they’re trying to make amends? Lucy doesn’t buy that for a second. Before she can rant more they find the counterfeit guy. During their arrest their phones goes off. Lucy looks panicked when she reads it. Instantly looking at Tim for an answer. Says a missile is inbound for LA. To find shelter. So they cut their guy loose and head back to the station.

Lucy is panicking checking the time every 5 seconds. Says they only have 13 min. Tim tells her to stop checking the time. Lucy asks him if he’s serious? They’re about to be burned up by a giant fireball. Tim goes into protect Lucy’s mental state mode. I always love how he puts her first in these kind of scenarios. He knows she's panicking so he does everything in his power to keep her calm. Redirect her thoughts.

Tim tells her they’re not it’s a false alarm. That counting down the minutes wouldn’t accomplish anything, even if this was real. Lucy asks him you want me to think about something else? He says pretty much haha Lucy replies it can’t be done. Tim takes this challenge and runs with it. He starts with the distraction of talking about the wedding she refuses to truly talk about.

God I love them. Both calling each out even when the world is possibly ending. Can't help themselves. Tim pegging her lie about the wedding and her about his false alarm comment. Their banter is the absolute best. The chemistry just from their 'fighting' gets me every time. After their sassy shots at each other Tim does what he does best. Distracts her. Pushes Lucy to really talk about how she is feeling about this wedding. What she would do if she could?

Lucy ends up breaking the emotional dam she had been holding in all day. His face as she gives in and starts explaining what she would do is fantastic. First off her plan is amazing. I adore it. I'm all for vindictive justice for those who have wronged me haha I'm with Lucy on this plan 100 % (My Slytherin side is showing and I do not care haha) Second the look on his face. He could not look more impressed with this plan. He is so proud of her. He’s proud of himself too. Tim finally got her to share her true feelings about this.

Look at his face. He is so happy he got her to share. (but he didn't want to talk about it right?) He knows how cathartic this was for her. That she needed this release all damn day. Not his perceived 'being nice to her.' Tim successfully distracted her even when she said it wasn’t possible to. These two. Gah s2 is so damn good for them it’s insane. Taking care of her in a way that is true to them and to him. Rachel had the best of intentions when she asked Tim that. Truly she did. But it just isn’t them to have Tim fake kindness. Also proof how much it didn't help or work.

This is one of the best scenes of the episode. It's so true to who they are more than anything else. Them discussing revenge and him having a bug guy she can use. This scene helped her much more than the ‘niceness’ of earlier. Tim telling her he has a friend at USC that could loan her cockroaches. Love it. So much for ‘Chen isn’t my friend she’s my rookie’ crap from earlier Timothy. She is your friend sir there is no denying. The more you fight it the more that wall starts to crumble. Hehe You don't do what he just did for 'just his rookie' The denial on his end is unreal.

They respond to Amari’s liquor store being looted. His employee took a bottle to the head. Tim tells them to head to his house check on his wife. Amari says no if its not real he’ll lose everything. Lucy makes a ballsy remark. Says no wonder they’re in therapy.... Damn girl LOL Tim doesn't even stop her. Just watches her put him in his place. Tells him the people you love need him more right now. That in moments like this that's where someone should be. Lucy is wonderful afterwards says they’ll hang back protect his store.

Tim checks his watch and Lucy catches him and says busted ha She asks how much time they have left. Tim says enough…Grabs bottle of whiskey takes a swig and offers her some. I love that he was ok sharing a bottle with her. End of the world. Might as well get a good drink out of it. She tells him she’s not a whiskey kind of girl. Grabs her own bottle. Amazing. I love their little smiles in this scene too.

There is Something really beautiful about this scene. Underrated moment for them I think. What I love is how they’ve decided if they’re going to die least they’ll die together. They legit were ok with this being their last moment together on earth. Lucy is going on about being with those you love during this. Who is she spending possibly her last moment with? Tim and vice versa. They clink their bottles together and chug away. God damn they’re cute I can not. Nice little scene of levity in a rather intense episode all around.

The alert ends up being a false alarm. They head to the hospital to check on Wesley afterwards. Rachel is with them I assume she drove them since they chugged hard alcohol earlier haha. Tim asks her again if she wants the cockroaches. Adorable. Lucy tells him no thanks. That today showed her she’s ok with the wedding.

That she only stayed with him cause she couldn’t afford to move out. Poor thing. Rachel asks if they’re going to the wedding? Lucy says no but she’ll get them a present. Tim being all cute asking if they’ll be a roach in it? LOL The beginning of their inside jokes I love it so.

Thus ends the ep for their scenes at least. Damn good episode for them my goodness.

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Side notes non chenford

This is such a good episode all around. it’s eps like this why I adore this show as a whole. It was super intense but in a good way. The whole bomb shelter with Wesley and Nolan doesn’t get more tense than that. Wes being stabbed and Angela finding my heart. The hospital scene also gets me in the feels. Harper showing up is huge. Tim sees it and gives her a nod. Step in right direction for her.

Harper had a great episode. That maternal instinct to protect her daughter. Even though she knew it would set Donovan off. I did love Nolan coming to her defense. Such a good ep for her. Mekia is amazing. That single tear when she’s explaining to Donovan that’s she trying so hard to change. I love her SL so much. Her growth is unreal. This is just the start.

#Caitlin rewatches the Rookie #chenford #chenford hiatus #summer rewatch #s2 #2x06 Fallout #the rookie #tim x lucy #tim bradford #lucy chen #lucy x tim #eric winter #melissa o'neil #otp: doing my job #otp: you know me so well. too well.#tim bradford x lucy chen #nyla harper

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A Gift of Stars (Christmas GO fanfic)

A.Z. Fell and Co. Bookshop, Soho, London -- 4 Days Before Christmas

The cheerful strains of Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker Suite provided subtle atmosphere in the bookshop. Aziraphale hummed along as he finished wrapping tinsel and lights around the pillars while he waited for Crowley and Jem to return. They always decorated the tree together -- it was Jem's favorite part of the holiday. Every year, she found new questions to ask about every one of the ornaments they hung on the tree.

He turned as the bell above the door chimed, just before Jem skipped into the shop, squealing when she saw the tree he'd miracled into place while she and Crowley were out delivering invitations. She ran to him, chattering away like always. "Fafa! Guess what? Justine gived us boots in oil and maybe lines!"

"Satan save me," Crowley muttered good-naturedly as he off-loaded an armload of what looked like pastry boxes from Marguerite's French Bistro onto the counter, before removing his shades and shooting Aziraphale a wry smirk and a roll of his eyes as he shrugged out of his dark, heavy winter coat. "Justine sent over a Buchê de Noël and madeleines for the party. And your daughter slaughters French even worse than you, angel."

Aziraphale narrowed his eyes at Crowley in mock disdain. "I haven't a clue what you're implying. My French is flawless."

"It's also painful to watch, angel," Crowley teased with a small grin.

"I'm not going to dignify that with a reply. Perhaps I should start giving our daughter French lessons."

Crowley groaned as he leaned back against the counter and tipped his head back before quipping, "If I have to spend another two centuries listening to the pair of you wittering on about aunts and gardeners you don't have..."

"Maggie says I can call her and Nina my aunties. And you have a garden, lee-lee," Jem offered less than helpfully, her expression serious and concerned as she looked up at Crowley as he helped her remove her lavender scarf, mittens, and coat. Aziraphale sensed her worry, even though he knew Crowley was just being Crowley and was plenty happy to grouse about a holiday -- and a situation -- he found highly amusing.

Aziraphale met his husband's gaze and tsked lightly, shaking his head, before glancing down at their daughter with a patient smile as Crowley went to hang up their winter coats. "You know to ignore lee-lee, precious. He does this every year. He enjoys acting like--"

"A Grinch!" The grin splitting Jemima's face just then was an exact copy of Crowley's wicked grin -- Heaven help them all -- as she named the character from her favorite holiday story. The angel wasn't quite sure if Jem liked the story because it had a happy ending, or because the Grinch was so terrible to begin with.

Either was a possibility. Which was, incidentally, why he was in absolutely no hurry to introduce her to the likes of Charles Dickens' A Christmas Carol and Ebeneezer Scrooge. He preferred to think she'd connect empathetically to Tiny Tim, but as she liked to remind them on the regular, she was half-demon.

Aziraphale sighed to himself in fond exasperation, then laughed at the mischievous grin creeping across Crowley's face as he snuck back around the counter, then made the most ridiculously silly monster noise and swept Jem off the floor, tickling her sides until she squealed with laughter.

"Well, sounds like someone's having fun in here."

Aziraphale blinked as a new, but familiar, voice broke through the bubble of loving happiness he always experienced whenever Crowley let himself be a little silly and enjoy life. Still smiling, he shifted his gaze toward the doorway, where Nina stood paused, her arms crossed over her middle. She always looked a bit wary whenever she entered the bookshop, and guilt tugged at Aziraphale, certain he was at fault for that. After all, he'd been the one to manipulate a situation he really shouldn't have, even if his heart was in the right place at the time. He'd already apologized to everyone involved -- and even more so to Nina and Maggie -- for that ill-conceived attempt at matchmaking. He should never have lied like that. Not for Gabriel.

"Nina. What a lovely surprise! Do come in."

She rubbed her arms nervously, which is when he noticed the envelope in her hand. "Can't stay long. Mags is watching the shop. I just came over to--"

"Fafa!" Jem's squeal interrupted what Nina was saying as the starling wriggled free of Crowley's grasp and pelted for Aziraphale, looking up at him with childish glee as she half-hid behind him. "Save me, 'fore the Grinch gets me!"

Nina smirked at Crowley. "Guess that'd be you, then. Fits with the eyes, I suppose. Here," she held out the envelope in her hand. "This came to us by mistake. Looks like it belongs over here."

With that, and a small wave, Nina left the shop, pulling the door shut behind her. Aziraphale laughed tenderly as he looked from the curious expression on Crowley's face to their daughter where she was half-hidden behind him. "I think it's safe to come out now, Jem."

Jem was instantly out from behind him, skipping back over to Crowley as the demon opened the envelope Nina gave him. "What's that?"

"A letter, poppet." Crowley tugged lightly on her ponytail with a smile that always melted Aziraphale's heart to see. From the moment Jemima came into their lives, no one could possibly love her more than Crowley did. Anyone who might ever have a doubt Crowley was meant to be a parent only needed to watch him with Jem. There'd be no more doubt, after.

Curious as always, Jem ducked her head and contorted herself enough to look at the outside of the envelope after Crowley removed the single sheet of paper inside. Aziraphale watched her mouth move as she silently sounded out the words, her brow furrowing in confusion. "Lee-lee, what's d-r-s?"

"It's how people shorten the word 'doctors', nosey," Crowley replied, bopping her lightly on the nose with the envelope, an easy smile on his face. How Aziraphale loved that smile!

Find the rest HERE. (Don't worry, you don't have to read the whole fanfic novel if you don't want. You can read this chapter independently)

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Show Me Yours | Matty Healy [15]

chapter fifteen, act two: anobrain

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November 3rd 2013

Tommie truly feels like Stevie Nicks in this moment as she sings lyrics of songs she and Matty had written together, glancing at him from time to time.

Of course, she was not much of a Queen like Stevie herself and didn’t have the energy she had during the whole Silver Springs fiasco.

She had however, given several dirty looks to Matty everytime he tried to approach her on stage, and had gone back to hiding behind Ross in the shadows.

Usually, to try and cheer her up and lessen the anxiety she felt Matty would come over during songs and distract her as she played. Maybe he’d share a dance with her during a break in the song, play with her hair, lean his head on hers as they sang a part together.

But today, everytime he approached her, to the delight of the crowd who cheered a little louder as they had grown to love those little special moments of the shows. She shook her head.

At the end of the show Matty had tried going after her as she moved quickly off the stage, but George had suggested he stay back and distract Adam so he wouldn’t worry.

George had panicked when she wasn’t hiding away in her usual spots, but he had quickly found her when he realised her jacket (and his own packet of cigarettes from his jacket)had disappeared.

“For Christmas I’m gonna bulk buy you a bunch of cigarette packs so you stop stealing everyones.” He tells her as he approaches.

She’s stuck in her head, rethinking the past couple of days over and over. The night with Matty, the conversation this morning, everything.

“Tom?”

“Hmm?”

He holds a hand out and clicks his fingers a little, she shakes her head then starts patting herself down until she finds his pack handing them over to him.

“I-”

“Forgot yours, yeah, you always do.”

“Sorry.”

He shrugs, lighting the cigarette hanging from his mouth and leaning on the railing beside her. He eyes her sceptically for her apology, usually he receives a snark response, ‘sharing is caring’, ‘what's yours is mine’, yet today the one word is muttered, and is muttered so quietly his concern returns. “You alright?”

“Hmm?” She looks up, hands hanging down over the railing with the cigarette between her fingers, “Yeah.”

“What’s going on?”

She glances at him, preparing her little lie but one glance and she knows she can’t go through with it.

“Don’t say nothing,” He tells her, “Something’s wrong. Talk to me.”

Tommie doesn’t say anything to him, she just stares at the floor for a few moments. Instead of focusing on one anxiety, she brings up another, which probably isn’t a good idea with the current head space she’s in.

“I’m just… tired,” She tells him quietly, “And… scared.”

“Scared?”

She nods a little, “Been thinking a lot lately.”

He fakes a dramatic wince and raises his brows, “That must hurt.”

George smiles when he sees her lips twitch a little bit. “Funny.”

“Think I’m in the wrong career,” He tells her, “Should’ve done stand up, could’ve joined Tim on Benidorm or sumat.”

“Yeah, would’ve watched you on all the shitty UK panel shows that are weirdly always hosted by, like, Jimmy Carr or James Corden.”

He hums in agreement then gets back on track, “So, what’re you scared about?”

She shrugs, “I don’t know.”

“Come on, Tom, you know I have weird fears- I mean, nothing as weird as birds, that’s a stupid fea-”

“They’re scary things okay!” She jumps to defend herself, “They could fuckign peck your eyes out G, how you gonna play the drums blind, huh?”

“Well, I’m sure it's been done, by like.. Fuckign Hellen Keller or someone like that.”

“And why do they fly?” She continues on, “It’s fucking strange, they’re fucking strange. It’s a valid fear.”

He raises his hands and steps back with playful eyebrows raised, “Well, I can guarantee whatever you're scared of isn’t as stupid as birds.” She shoots him another glare.

“I’m scared something bad will happen soon, with us, the band… like,” She sighs running her hands through her hair, when the cigarette catches George is quick to take if from her hand so she doesn’t singe her hair, “I don’t know, G, and that’s what’s fucking my head up.”

They stay in silence for a while, George doesn’t know what to say, so he doesn’t say anything. A trait that she wishes Matty has for those situations where he should just keep his mouth shut.

The silence stretches until Ross lets them both know that their uber has arrived to take them out for drinks.

She sighs, “I’m gonna head back,” She tells George but he loops his arm through hers shaking his head, “G, I won’t be able to get in anywhere.”

“Come on, we’re famous.”

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“Come on, we’re famous.” Tommie repeats bitterly as they walk away from the fifth place that has turned them away in the last hour.

She sighs looking back at the group, most moody and annoyed at the walking then to George who’s skipping ahead, “Another one up here, Irish bar, bound to let us in, come on.”

She sighs tugging his hand so he’ll stop, “I’m just,” She glances back again, eyes drifting over Matty who stands with his hands in his pockets, looking anywhere but at her, “Gonna head back, I don’t fancy drinks anyway.”

“Okay, we’ll walk you back-”

“G, it’s fine.”

“You’re not walking through Vegas at eleven on your own.” Adam says sternly.

“Tommie?”

She turns quickly, lips curving a little, “Hey, Caleb, what are you doing out here? Got a gig?”

He goes to hug her, arms lifting, but she stands completely oblivious and unmoving causing him to awkwardly act as if he was trying to lean on the fire hydrant beside her, “Um no, no, me and the band, we moved out to California, it’s Micthell, the guitarist, remember him?” He questions, she nods (she doesn’t remember him), “His brother’s bachelor party tomorrow night.”

“Oh cool, that’s uh, your version of a stag do, right?”

“Assuming that’s the party of the groom?”

She nods and he grins nodding back, he glances round the band passing smiles around, “Hey, ya’ll.”

The five of them cringe at the same time, Matty muttering something under his breath receiving a nudge and a quiet hidden snort from Ross.

“So, you guys had a gig?”

“Hard Rock Casino.” Matty butts in before she can open her mouth.

His smile widens, “Really? Supposed to be great in there, that’s where we're going tomorrow night.”

“Yeah?”

He nods, “Where are you headed?”

“Uh, these guys are gonna go bar hopping and I was just on my way back to the hotel now.”

“Cool, cool, shall I walk you? Wouldn’t want you wandering around alone at night.”

She glances back at the four, they’re all watching lined up in a row, all shaking their heads but she smiles at him, “That’d be great, thank you.”

“Tom-” Adam tries to protest but she smiles at him.

“I’ll see you guys in the morning, alright? Don’t get too drunk, show tomorrow.”

She gives them no time to argue and turns around with Caleb in tow.

As they walk, and he talks about his band and how they’re doing, she sneaks glances at him and takes him in.

He’s the complete opposite of every guy she has ever had a crush on.

Which has only been three people (excluding Alex Turner and Jenson Button).

The first guy was in primary school, he had this horrible bowl cut with dark brown eyes and equally dark brown hair.

The second was in comp when she was in year 10, he was taller than her, much taller than her by almost an entire foot. He played rugby, took ICT and PE as his GCSE’s and had, you guessed it, brown eyes and hair. Only he had this horrible mullet haircut that she weirdly found attractive. The moment he cut it off for a buzz cut half way through the school year the crush was gone.

The third guy was when she was younger, and well, it was Matty. The more she thinks of that one the more she realises it never really went away.

Caleb is completely different.

He has blonde hair that's slicked back, not like a sexy Alex Turner kind of slicked back, more like old mafia American movies kind of slicked back. But it looks good on him, his face is a wider, square shape and he has some darker stubble with larger eyebrows and brown eyes.

He’s not short, but he’s not exactly tall either, probably a few inches shorter than Matty.

He’s dressed differently to his vest and jean shorts she first saw him in, he has a tank top with a striped shirt over it and a pair of blue jeans.

“You had food? Was gonna pick some up for my friends and I, if you’re hungry we can make a stop. On me.”

“I am not one to turn down free food.”

“Tastes better free, right?”

She nods and thanks him as he holds the door open of some shitty 24 hour diner.

They sit at the back by a window and order, he has a burger and a strawberry milkshake, asking for two straws, she asks for just a plate of chips, to which the woman looks at her weirdly and she then clarifies by saying ‘fries’, with a dr pepper.

When food comes and they’re tucking in, she starts asking about the band, and how they’ve been doing since he saw her a few months back.

She tells him about the tour, and the festivals, going into too much detail of the Arctic Monkeys gig, he doesn't seem to mind, he happily sips from one straw of the milkshake and nods in encouragement.

“Where are you guys going tomorrow?”

“Tucson, then flying to Spain on the fifth.”

“The fifth?”

She nods and he mutters a quiet, “Damn.”

“What?”

“Was going to ask if you wanted to maybe get dinner, like, actual dinner, with me. You know, on a date.”

She looks down, “Is this not good enough to be a date?”

He shrugs, “I like to treat girls a little better than a dingy, greasy diner.”

Just as he says it the waitress walks by and pauses to cast a glare over her shoulder making Tommie lean back and quietly laugh into her hand.

He purses his lips and sends one of his charming smiles over to her, “Don’t order anything else, they’re gonna spit in it.”

“I’ll be sure not to.” She says, lifting the bottled dr pepper to her lips.

“So,” She then goes on to say, “If this were to be a date, and I, theoretically-”

“Of course, theoretically.”

“Agreed, what would we do?”

He thinks for a moment, “You strike me as the adventurous type.”

She’s not. She likes comfort and staying in her little self created box.

“First, I’d take you to see a gig of some shitty underground band-”

“Dirty Delights?” She questions and he fights back the smile at the sight of her own teasing smile, “Heard they’re pretty shit,” She shrugs, “Couldn’t even get drunk frat boys to join in.”

“I know, and I heard the drummer is a grade A asshole, he is also very attracted to this guitarist from that band. 1975, heard of them?”

“Oh yeah.” She nods, “They’re the talk of the music industry, next Fleetwood Mac.”

His teasing smile turns serious, “I think you could be.”

“What?” She pops another chip in her mouth and chews as he tilts his head.

“Be the next Fleetwood Mac.”

She snorts and drops the half bitten chip to lean back against the booth, he smiles bigger, “I mean it, you could be. You and Matt up there. Chaining each other up.”

“Oh my God, that is like the worst saying I’ve ever heard.” She giggles.

He smiles at the sound she makes, “What? It's been said.”

“By who, a serial killer?”

He raises a brow at her but doesn't comment, “Okay, back to it. We’d go to a gig, listen to some music, dress way too over the top for the back alley bar we’d be at.”

“Back alley?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll protect you from the creeps.”

“Hope so. But I warn you, I’ve got a very harsh right hook.”

He nods quickly, “Noted. I’ll make sure I’m never on the receiving end.”

“Then,” He carries on, “We’ll make use of our fancy outfits. Go to a nice restaurant, have a seat out on the balcony, you’ll make a comment about the stars- you seem the type- and I’ll ask about you. I’ll pretend to listen but I’ll actually be staring at you cause you,” He pauses and watches her cheeks tinge red, “You’re just so pretty in the moonlight.”

“What then?” She presses on.

“I’ll walk you back to your hotel, you’ll invite me up but I’ll tell you about my no kissing on the first date rule, you’ll ask me how many dates is okay for a kiss, I tell you at least five and you roll your eyes. It's not what I believe, I just say it so I’ll get to see you more.”

“And… happily ever after?” She questions.

He nods, “Happily ever after.”

“Hmm, maybe I’ll take you up on it.”

“Maybe?”

“Maybe.” She agrees as she stands and grabs her jacket, “Now, walk me back so I can invite you up.”

She sighs as he follows her out, a fake sigh as a smile stretches on his lips when he turns to nod at the hotel behind her, brows raising suggestively. “Afraid to say it, ma’am, don’t kiss women on the first date.”

She hums, “Guess you’ll have to take me on another.”

“Florida.” He says suddenly, his hands now in his pockets as they walk side by side.

“Hm?”

“The Big Ticket festival,” He clarifies, “We’re playing, You going to be there?”

She nods, “December?” He tells her ‘yes’, “Yeah, we’re going, I convinced the guys we need to go to Disney World.”

He nods, “Then,” He pauses opening up the hotel door for her, “That’s our first date.”

She turns to the lift but can just see it's open with a few people inside and jogs a little to get there faster, “Hold the door.”

Ross perks up, smiling lazily with his head poking out, “Tommie!”

She smiles at the four guys packed inside the lift, “Thanks guys, uh,” She turns back around to Caleb who’s passed a wave to them over her shoulder.

Matty raises a brow at him when Tommie’s not looking and turns his nose up in disgust.

“So.. Florida?”

She nods, “See you then.”

“Thirty five days,” He tells her, “I’ll count them down.”

“Surprised he can count after that awful count-in that he did back in Texas.”

George nudges Matty to shut up and Caleb looks up at him again, Tommie smiles, the muttering having gone unheard and as she goes to turn around ready to step inside but Caleb gently touches her hand for her attention.

“Think I might want to break my rule.”

“I wouldn’t hold it against you.”

He smiles and closes his eyes, leaning to place a simple peck on her lips, “Florida.” He says against them before walking backwards.

She stands there awkwardly only moving once he’s completely disappeared to step inside the lift.

The doors close slowly, no one says a thing.

“Ooh, Florida…” George says in an American accent as he grips Ross' face, “I’ll see you in Florida, my little alligator Queen.”

“Break your rule, Georgia boy, kiss me.” Ross says in a high pitched voice as they both start making kissing sounds at each other's hands holding each other's faces.

Adam giggles loudly, unable to stop and Matty stands there silently.

“Designated sober friend?”

He doesn’t say anything, just nods, “I’ll take Adam and George.”

“Adam’s bunking with me.” He says simply and she nods.

“Okay, uh, Ross is with John, right?” He nods again, “John’s beside me so, I’ll take them both.”

“I can handle my friends, Tommie.”

She nods, “Yeah, you’ve made that very clear.”

“Doesn’t seem to have bothered you much.” He comments, gaze still forward as she tries to untangle Ross’ hand from pulling on George’s hair.

The door opens and she ushers Ross and George, who are still hanging over each other, out into the hallway, like some kind of tired single mother.

She watches Matty and Adam head down the opposite way, Adam’s arms wrapped around Matty’s waist, his head on his shoulder.

Matty looks up as he opens the door, peeling a clingy Adam from him, his eyes catch hers and she pauses in the doorway.

“Goodnight, Matty.”

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mamawasatesttube · 9 months

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Just remembered out of nowhere how in Sotm (which is also just amazing in general and I love it a ton) Cassie had to listen to Kon be completely oblivious and shocked by the idea Tim might be into him and like handwaving it all as Tim just being Like That about his friends... when shes listened to Tim tell her how he wants to fuck Kon until he cries. To multiple sex dream descriptions! With a lot of detail!

Cassie I love you so much I would have lost my whole mind.

YEAH ABSOLUTELY LSKDFLJKDLSJFS

my favorite timkon pining/melting into each other dynamic is kon with all these soft domestic daydreams, not really thinking too hard about or questioning all the frankly gayass things he and tim already do, just being real content with the way he always feels happier around tim, and yearning a little bit but in a remarkably stupid way,

vs tim being like. yeah he's deeply in love with and obsessed with kon but also. horny grip. horny grip. horny grip. h

and cassie and bart are just there on the sidelines like. okay if we actually think about this we're going to pull our hair out so instead we're hanging onto bro code by the fingernails and also making buckets of popcorn. theres something wrong with those two but hopefully theyll figure it out and in the meantime at least we get free entertainment watching tim try to play it cool when kon takes off his shirt. cheers!

#cas-and-their-refusal-to-write #genuinely its hilarious to me. kudos to cassie for that one for real #you know she went home like. CISSIE...... THE IDIOTS ARE AT IT AGAIN YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE WHAT KON SAID TO ME TODAY--#but then she sees cissie's arms and forgets what she's so exasperated about. disaster lesbian <3 #answers

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p1nk-syr1nge · 10 months

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Have any fluff for Brian before Marble Hornets even happened? Like everything is still okay? Have a good day/night ( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و

Super short oneshot but AGHF i was still kickin my feet n giggling. tysm for this ask <:DD

Platonic! Brian x reader!!

No warnings! just fluff

It was simple, everything was just perfectly simple. You and Brian on the swing set. You say while he pushed you from behind gently, not hard enough for you to go flying, but enough to get you in the air a little bit. Not too far though… Have to keep ya close so you can chat.

Thought it was the same old story. Brian would go off to help Alex with his film, he’d come back having something to complain about. Which was a little concerning… He never just complained for no reason, yet the recent attitude and change in atmosphere made him feel a bit under the weather.

Today? Today was okay, he came back after a shoot and called immediately if you wanted to hang out. Tim was busy that day so he decided to see if you were free. Fortunately, you were, which lead you to this moment here.

Just you and him, spending time. After Brian was done ranting, and you told him how sorry you were to hear his hardships, you both left to the park, him promising pancakes for dinner at some local diner.

So simple…After a while you linked arms, walking back from the park. Showing his gap toothed grin with every silly story you told about the day to cheer him up. Maybe forget about the film project all together. It seemed to work well too, he seemed so calm, so content without a care in the world.

Brian and his friend, face to face in some diner, kicking shins beneath the table trying not start another laughing fit.

So perfectly simple.

#marble hornets #brian thomas x reader #marble hornets x reader #brian thomas #MH #reader #reader insert #up to interpretation #platonic

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rose-edith · 2 years

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Gibbs celebrating with you because you passed your special agent exam so now you can join NCIS. Based on me Passing my amateur radio exam and I would love Gibbs to praise me and tell me I'm his number one girl 😊😊🤣

You’re Gibbs’s Number One girl for sure! But you’re also a Probie…(but also CONGRATULATIONS and VERY WELL DONE, to you!)

Hope you like it!

Passing the NCIS entrance exam and becoming the ‘Probie’ would include:

•Gibbs is the one to give you the good news- and he does it in a typically Gibbs way! He throws the badge and (unloaded) gun down on your desk with a grin. ‘Welcome to the team, Probie.’

•it doesn’t take long for the words to settle in, you realise what this means: you’ve done it, you’ve passed with flying colours!

•you don’t know whether to laugh or cry, b it you’re swept up in hugs from Tony, Ziva, Tim, Abby, Ducky- your new colleagues! Officially now, you’re part of the team!

•Jethro hangs back a bit though, he watches as they all crowd you, cheer, laugh and make all the jokes about hazing you as you’re the newbie now.

•he slips away unseen for a few minutes. Gibbs is delighted, he’s thrilled! But there’s something to wants to give you- a tiny present. A tiny welcome.

•it doesn’t take him long! He knows where to go and what to get!

•and he swiftly comes back with a coffee- offering it to you with a cheeky smile. The team have settled down now- gathered round Tony’s desk to discuss…Jethro didn’t actually want to know what!

•He kisses your temple gently, before whispering in your ear that you’re his ‘Number one girl’…but before that little thought can go any further, he slaps the back of your head. Oh yes, you’re part of team Gibbs now!

•and he has another idea on how he can celebrate with you properly later…an idea that involves rather less clothes and no audience…but you’re just going to have to wait for that!

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artificial-ascension · 2 years

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Creepypasta Allegiance HCs because I'm board and feel like exposing you all to my ramblings

Slenderman:

All of his family, obviously. Though they don't really do anything other than cheer him on and sometimes helping him with mundane tasks

Most of the proxies. Obviously he mind controls them and influences them to be loyal but Tim and Brian are a bit better at resisting him than the average person so their loyalty isn't guaranteed

Candypop and Seed Eater have been with Slenderman for the past 400-ish years, both are pretty loyal and are treated pretty well. Honestly they're the of the most loyal of all the non proxies

Jeff The Killer got picked up by Slenderman to be used as a proxy shortly after The Incident. Unfortunately Jeff is completely immune to Slender's control and Toby got attached. Now Jeff lives in the mansion and will sometimes do things for Slender considering Jeff knows that without his protection he'd probably be in jail and he is somewhat grateful to Slenderman for taking him in

Liu, Jane, Nina, Clockwork and most other human killers are loyal for the same reason. Slenderman lets them live there even though he can't control them but they still do things from time to time considering without him they'd either be dead or in prison

Eyeless Jack and Dr. Smiley were specifically recruited to be doctors. Their loyalty is iffy. As demons they can't be controlled by Slenderman and both of them are fully capable of disappearing into the woods and living of the grid if they need to, and the only reason the agreed to join was for extra protection (Smiley isn't a very strong demon, but EJ in his true form can physically overpower most things) and while they are treated with the same respect as Seed Eater and Candypop, they both have very strong bonds with the humans and any mistreatment towards them tends to rub EJ and Smiley the wrong way. Not to mention EJ is especially nosy and won't allow his proxy friends to risk their lives when they don't know what their end goal is

(Spoiler alert, Slenderman's end goal is to get strong enough to beat the shit out of Zalgo because they have beef and Slenderman feeds off human fear and suffering, so he pretty much needs proxies to harass people for him)

Bloody Painter is a really weird case. He was originally with Trenderman but switched to Slender because he likes the masnion atmosphere more and thought he'd fit in with the killer crowd a bit more

Laughing Jack and Jason The Toy Maker both joined together and LJ has is in a Candypop situation where he joined as a supernatural entity working under Slender and Jason is thus allowed to do whatever because he's LJ's friend

Smile Dog is. A dog. They're a pet and they're ok with that. They were originally Splendor's then they got given to Slender and is now officially Jeff's dog. They're loyal to Jeff and only Jeff

BEN and Sally are weird because they're ghosts. BEN only needs to worry about his cartridge and Sally just needs to avoid regular ghost hunting stuff. Really they don't really side with Slenderman but they do side with the people under him, as they only really hang around the mansion for the socialization

Zalgo:

He has his whole army of demons at his disposal, he's the demon king what did you expect. Not all demons are loyal to him though. (Seed Eater and Smiley, fo instance.) About 400 years ago there was a big confrontation between Zalgo and Slenderman and instead of dealing with Slender himself he sent one of his most beloved generals, Chernabog, deal with it. Obviously he fucking died and like, half of all demons decided that Zalgo was a shitty king for sending him in a suicide mission and stopped listening to him

Because Chernabog was uh, kinda the dad of the demon possessing EJ, that demon in question actually really hates Slenderman and is loyal to Zalgo, even though Zalgo was technically the reason he died

Nurse Ann was resurrected by Zalgo after she was murdered by Smiley. They were partners at some point and Ann was in love with him but Smiley was only interested in manipulating and and killing her so she doesn't really like him anymore. Zalgo actually brought her back so that she could hunt and kill Smiley's species of demon as, while fairly weak, they are hard to kill and they won't just die off unless there's an actual extermination plan. Ann agreed because it ment she'd be allowed to kill Smiley so now she works loyally to hunt rogue demons for Zalgo while also doing her own thing on ths side

Lazuri isn't really loyal to Zalgo but he is her dad and he is nice to her so she doesn't really side with anyone other than her friends. She lives with Eyeless John and Lulu at Splendor's place

Lulu is also a friend of hers and they both stick together pretty well (same with Sally, but Sally stays in the Slender Mansion mostly and technically sides with Slender)

Kagekao works as a messenger for Zalgo because Zalgo promised to help him find his parents if he did. Japanese demons are kinda weird because Japan is like Madagascar for demons, all the demons there are very unique and it's a very unique ecosystem so alot of them don't really consider themselves subjects of Zalgo normally, same with Kagekao. Mostly he just does his job then goes and messes with people. He's good friends with all the Slender brothers except Slender (because Kagekao likes to bully his proxies, they tend to be more sturdy than normal humans so they last alot longer) He also lives with Splendor as he's a member of Eyeless John and Lazuri's little group

Splendorman:

Eyeless John is EJ's brother and the demon possessing him is the step brother of EJ's demon. John gets along with his demon very well and that demon doesn't really like Slenderman or Zalgo and considering John didn't immediately jump down the path of evil after being possessed like his brother did he also doesn't like Slender or Zalgo much. However he does babysit Lazuri for Zalgo so he does somewhat side with him, but he's more in league with Splendor

Judge Angles lives with Splendor as well and helps John in his criminal killing from time to time

Laughing Jill similarly lives with Splendor but she's cool with any Slender brother. She just ended up with Splendor

Splendor also has lots of proxies. He calls them Buddies though. He jas way more buddies than Slender has proxies and is also much stronger than Slender, and honestly Zalgo too, but he's a pacifist and doesn't want there to be anymore bloodshed than there already is

He wants Slender to be nice to humans and wants Zalgo to stop his fued with Slender and rule over the demons properly. He hasn't had much luck in convincing them.

Ok that's everyone I have opinions on, I think. Tagging this is going to suck.

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gayfrogs03 · 2 years

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I don't remember if it was a Tumblr post or a fanfic on AO3 but there was like a game of 20 questions about Tim that the Batfam was doing, Damian was asking the questions and everyone was answering them, I think Bernard won, anyway I got this idea from that, if you know them tag them plz!

So like the Batfam (as the Wayne's because duh. Also tho I don't really mention him, Jason is there, they make him coming back to life public when he joins the fam again, it's Gotham, definitely not the weirdest thing to happen), plus partners/friends are doing an interview on TV, and like they play a game of who knows so and so best, 20 questions, and they volunteer Tim to be the one the questions are about

So like, they have a question, and Tim writes the answer down, seated away from them, then when writes their guesses down on a whiteboard, when times up they show their guesses and then Tim shows the answer, if you get three wrong your out.

Also Tim made the questions (like during a commercial break of something), so like the Tumblr post or AO3 fic there are still questions like, "What fair ride has Tim fallen asleep on" and "what organ is Tim missing" (I think they made that public, with some odd way on how he lost it, like a mugging gone wrong or something, so it can be on his medical records and if he gets hurt as a civilian doctors can properly take care of him, a missing spleen is VERY important) along with a few trick questions

So the game is on, it's filled with the Batfam and their partners/friends being VERY competitive, yelling at each other and just pure chaos, but also lots of laughter.

Bruce, Steph, Dick, and Bernard last the longest, until eventually it just became Dick VS. Bernard, but they kept tying, so more questions were added.

Dick and Bernard are also very competitive, and yelling at each other, glaring, odd threats or curses like "I hope both sides of your pillow are warm tonight!" or "I hope when you wake up tomorrow you look at your phone, only to realize its dead because it wasn't charging!", accusing each other of cheating, ect. It would seem aggressive but you can see the both of them fighting back smiles, sometimes even breaking the act and laughing a bit before pretending that they didn't

Eventually there's a question like, "How old was Tim when *insert life event here*?" And while Bernard remembers being told about the event, he doesn't remember the age, and gets this one wrong, making Dick the winner, which he of course stands and cheers loudly about.

I genuinely feel like Dick would win this, especially when it's about Tim. They are very close in canon, always hanging out inside and outside of patrol, having sleepovers, calling each other all the time, and all that jazz, I'm sure they know just about everything about each other. I think that's what made the events in Red Robin so hurtful for the both of them, or why Tim was so hurt in WFA when talking about Dick always ditching plans with him to be with Damian (along with his worries of Dick stretching himself to far trying to be there, to do everything for everyone).

I like to think a little while after the events of the Red Robin comics Dick, Damian, and Tim all sat down together one day, apologized for what they did wrong (they ALL did things wrong), explain their thoughts processes and how they felt the time, ect. And while the trauma is still there for all of them it helped them begin to heal and grow closer again

Or in Tim and Damian's case begin to form a bond. I don't think they ever stop fighting and antagonizing one another, but it's more in a sibling way, like Damian will do that little sibling thing where he walks into Tim's room, states at him for a bit, knocks something over, then leaves without saying a word, keeping the door wide open, he also uses Tim's things without his permission, refuses to do anything Tim says, judges him (daily, all the time), ect. Tim retaliates by hiding/using Damian's stuff, teasing him, embarrassing him in public, while he's still taller than him puts thing out of his reach, Damian brings a friend over? Tim has like 35 embarrassing stories to tell them. But they also take care of/protect each other, it's a big, "Hey! No ones allowed to mess with him but me!" type thing. Damian not only threatens Bernard with a sword when he first meets him to, "Never hurt Timothy" but also does extensive research on him and his family when he first hears of Tim's boyfriend to make sure he was good enough for Tim. Tim def does the same when Damian gets a partner, just without the sword but in no way less threatening. Everyone in the family knows not to get involved when it comes to Tim and Damian. Sorry, that got off topic, DC let Tim and Damian be brothers!

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mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess · 1 year

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It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas

Day 2 of WangXian Christmas Stories!

It was a week or two before December 1st that Wei Ying started noticing things in their city changing. The municipality had already started putting up Christmas lights, workers hanging up snowflakes, stars and stylized angels all along major streets, occasionally blocking traffic.

Then, stores all around changed their autumnal displays with Christmas-themed decorations and merchandise, Santas and Christmas trees quickly replacing Halloween pumpkins and scary monsters. Commercials on TV and online announced new collections and gift ideas, and radio stations began playing Christmas music and talking about holiday cheer.

Even A-Yuan’s school announced an event to mark the holidays - a choir of children would sing a couple carols and holiday songs, and then they would act in a shorter, age-adjusted variant of “A Christmas Carol”. A-Yuan was even assigned to play the part of Tiny Tim - his teacher, Mr. Xiao Xingchen, explained A-Yuan looked “small and fragile enough” for the role and, knowing how sickly he used to be, Wei Ying couldn’t argue with that.

Funnily enough, the role of Ebeneezer Scrooge was assigned to Jin Ling, and Wei Ying had too much fun teasing both Jin Zixuan and Jiang Cheng about how fitting and how hilarious that was. Almost as hilarious as Lan Jingyi having been assigned the role of Bob Cratchit - as if Jingyi would allow himself to be overworked like that and not cuss anyone out, 7 years old and all. Wei Ying was quite sure Jingyi would let out an f-bomb during the show at least once.

Then, a Secret Santa event was announced at Wei Ying’s workplace. The company had never done that before, but management had explained it would help people bond and make the work environment more pleasant. So, after picking names written on scraps of paper someone threw in a Christmas hat, Wei Ying was stuck having to gift something to Lan Wangji, the company’s vice-president and Wei Ying’s favorite person to get reactions out of.

It was a bit optimistic to say the two were friends, but hell if Wei Ying was anything but an optimist. He liked teasing Lan Zhan and breaking his steely facade that everyone seemed so intimidated by - after all, Lan Zhan was just another person behind all that pompous job title and he was quite funny if you spent enough time around him. And Wei Ying had been assigned a few projects with him so he got the chance to really get to know this seemingly unfeeling piece of jade come to life.

However, that didn’t mean Wei Ying had much idea about what to get the man. For one, he was filthy rich, so he must have had virtually everything one would need. He couldn’t just give the man a cup or something cliche like that either. Second, Wei Ying didn’t have that much information on him - sure, he liked rabbits and knew how to play the guqin... and that was as far as Wei Ying’s knowledge stretched. Lan Zhan was not very open with talking about himself. Also, more importantly, Wei Ying couldn’t afford something too extravagant - he had a child in his care after all, and that asshole landlord had decided to raise rent for some reason, which tightened Wei Ying’s budget considerably.

Still, Wei Ying didn’t lose determination one bit. He would impress Lan Zhan with his gift no matter what.

(And he would pointedly refuse to acknowledge the reason he wanted to impress Lan Zhan in the first place too).

---

The Christmas party went by smoothly, organized by MianMian and her very skilled colleagues, so much so that Wei Ying had almost forgotten how nervous he had been walking into the refurbished meeting room, branding Lan Zhan’s gift in a light blue, carefully wrapped little box. He had wracked his brain about what to get him and settled into some really cute, bunny-shaped, silver-plated cufflinks with transparent crystals for eyes and a matching tie pin.

Wei Ying had seen Lan Zhan brandish such things before and the moment he saw them on that storefront display, they almost screamed Lan Zhan’s name. They just happened to be on sale, too!

After snacks, drinks and casual conversation, the long-awaited moment came and MianMian announced the time to exchange gifts. There was an uproar of voices and murmurs of gratefulness and laughter - and Wei Ying took a big gulp of wine before walking up to Lan Zhan with a smile.

“So, I’m your Secret Santa, Lan Zhan! I really hope you’ll like my gift, I promise it’s nothing indecent this time! Merry Christmas!”

Lan Zhan looked even more surprised than Wei Ying had expected him to as he himself handed Wei Ying a box. They stared in each other’s eyes for a good three seconds before Wei Ying burst into laughter and Lan Zhan smiled, genuine and happy.

“What a coincidence.” he said, the look in his eyes so soft it made Wei Ying blush. “Must be fate.”

He carefully unwrapped the gift from Wei Ying and felt his heart squeeze at the beautiful items carefully laid out in a velvet box. Wei Ying’s expectant expression almost made him chuckle. “They are beautiful, thank you. I will be wearing these at the next important event.”

Wei Ying grinned widely and unexpectedly threw himself in Lan Zhan’s arms for a quick hug. “You don’t know how nervous I was you wouldn’t like them!”

Lan Zhan looked like he wanted to say something else, but settled on letting Wei Ying disentangle from their embrace and reminding him to open his own gift.

“Lan Zhan... this is...”

“A while ago, you said your flute was damaged when you moved out of your old apartment, so I figured you could use a new one. I was told it was named Chenqing by its creator. The history of the flute is quite... mysterious, but it is masterfully carved and I believe you will make good use of it.”

Wei Ying trailed his fingers along the fine instrument, shining black in its elegant encasing, a red tassel hanging on one end, and a little envelope on the other.

“Open it.” Lan Zhan urged, as Wei Ying curiously glanced at the paper. He found an invitation for two at the Christmas concert to be held at the city’s opera house.

With a sigh, Lan Zhan proceeded to explain. “I would like to invite you to accompany me to the concert...” the tops of his cheeks and ears burned, “...as my date.”

Wei Ying sighed and clicked his tongue. “Lan Zhan... now I feel bad, you know?”

“I- please, there is no obligation for you to-”

Wei Ying laughed instead and latched his arms around Lan Zhan’s neck affectionately, the man’s disappointed expression changing into surprise. “You don’t actually think I’m refusing you, right? It’s just that your gifts are so much better than mine that I feel a little lame!”

Lan Zhan sighed a bit too deeply. “Wei Ying... I thought...”

“None of that! I’d love to go on a date with you! And not just one, hopefully, because I really like you and I hope we can do more than date!”

Lan Zhan’s self control snapped then and there and he kissed Wei Ying before he knew what he was doing. Yeah, they would definitely do more than just date.

(In fact, they marry the following year).

#mdzs #mo dao zu shi #wangxian #writing attempts

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weshallc · 3 months

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Bern's Night

Chapter Two: The Bonnie Lad That's Far Awa"

“His Face With Smile Eternal Drest, Just Like The Landlord’s To His Guest’s, High As They Hang With Creaking Din, To Index Out The Country Inn.” Versicles On Sign-Posts by Robert Burns 1788.

"The Needle Returns to the Start of the Song, And We All Sing Along as Before." Nothing Ever Happens, Del Amitri 1989.

January 2020.

Fred Buckle clambered up from the cellar of the Crown Inn and perched his ample posterior on a bar stool, wiping his forehead with an old bar towel he used when helping Paddy exchange the old barrels for new. Violet tutted as she placed a sausage sandwich and a mug of tea on the bar in front of him.

“Sure you don’t want one, Paddy.”

“No, I am fine Vi, just a cuppa, cheers. I had breakfast with Bernie before she went on her rounds.”

“I will have another one, Violet.”

“I am sure you won’t, Reggie. You scoffed that back like there was no tomorrow. Doesn’t your uncle feed you?”

No one replied to this as everyone knew Violet fed them both, if not at the Crown, at either her home or Fred’s.

To spare Violet’s blushes, Fred began. “I have a little beauty brewing. Be just right for Burns Night, Doc.”

“Burns Night?” questioned Vi.

“Yep, soon comes around after Christmas, Vi. Be Valentines before we know it.”

He winked, and Vi wiped a cloth under Paddy’s mug and straightened the bar towel.

“Fred, I don’t think so, not this year, anyway.” Paddy added, trying not to look at Val, who was checking the mixer fridge with visibly shaking shoulders.

“But we always do a Burns Night. It’s tradition,” protested Fred.

“No, we haven’t done one for the last couple of years, Fred, not since Wilf took poorly.” Vi had regained her composure.

“Well, it’s about time we did again.” Fred was like a dog with a bone, or in this case, a sausage.

Val, also more composed now, looked at Vi, who was in turn looking at Paddy. Tim, who had been trying to clean all the chalk marks off the dart scoreboard under Evie’s instruction, looked at his mentor and they both moved closer to the bar.

“Look, I know, Bernie. She won’t be upset because her dad’s not here to do the twiddly bits. She wouldn’t still be in Poplar if she was worried about being reminded of her dad.”

“Always wondered why she was still in Poplar.” Tim smirked and Evie frowned at him deciding it was time to enlighten everyone.

“The reason we haven’t had a Burns Night since Reverend Wilf died is because we have no one to Address the Haggis.”

“Well, Mr T could do it,” Reggie chirped in as Paddy went pale.

“Yeah, you’ll like that boss,” Val added, “any excuse to slope off and leave me on my tod behind the bar. I presume birthday girl Lorraine Kelly Mannion won’t be working either.”

Evie and Vi sighed in unison. “What?” said Val.

Paddy turned to her, but before he could speak, Val interrupted. “Don’t tell me you are scared of haggis, as well as alpacas.”

Tim, Reggie and a lurking Jack found this highly amusing, but Evie had had enough.

“No, it’s not that, it really should be a Scot that addresses the haggis. Otherwise it’s just not going to sound right, a bit like, well like when Captain Kirk sang Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds.”

“Isn’t that your ringtone, Tim?” Jack smirked. Tim ignored him, as per se.

“Weezer doing Africa,” Val was beginning to understand.

“Miley Cyrus doing Nirvana,” Tim added, still ignoring Jack.

“But, Bernie is Scottish!” added Reggie optimistically .

“Yes, but it’s traditionally a man,” Vi said nervously.

“Oh, well, heaven forbid we bring Poplar into the 21st century,” Val cried. “How do you know all this anyway, you two?”

“We have been doing this for years. Wilf was a member of the Burns Society. Val, you were there at the last one we had. Must have been?” Violet explained.

“Oh, I was there alright, working behind the bar. Sorry if I didn’t have time to memorize ancient Scottish protocol while fighting off the thirsty English hoards.”

“Can we all just calm down?” Paddy sounded exasperated, and it wasn’t even ten o’clock. “Look, I appreciate while Wilf was alive, and in Evie’s time we celebrated Burns Night.” He continued, a little firmer. “Me and Mazz tried to keep it going as long as Wilf was around, but he is gone. Let’s be honest, Wilf arranged everything. Even the piper was his mate from Kelso. Do you have his number Evie? I know I don’t.” The ex-landlady shook her head. “Come on, let’s admit it, we are just pissing in the wind.”

“Dad.”

“But it’s for Bernie. You do know it’s also her birthday?” Val said sulkily.

“Yes. I do know, and if I know Bernie, she would rather just go to the pictures and a Parmo, then all this fuss.”

“Would she really?” grumbled Val.

“Dad.”

“I do know how to prepare a good Burns supper, never had any complaints in all the years.” Vi sounded defeated.

“I brewed some ale specially.” Fred’s tone was flat in a way his beer never was.

“Dad.”

“Paddy is right. Burns Night was Wilf’s night and gave him a chance to show off without having to stand behind a pulpit.” Evie reminisced. “For one night only, he could be Wilf Mannion in a kilt and not Poplar’s vicar in a dog collar. If we can’t do it properly, we shouldn’t do it at all.” Evie nodded toward Paddy.

Thank you, he mouthed in return.

“Dad.”

“Does anyone else think we are overthinking this?” Val never took no for an answer.

“Yes.” Reggie cried.

“Basically, all we need is someone who is Scottish. I mean, if I have to hike up to the Borders myself and toss one over my shoulder and bring em back, I will,” Val quipped.

“Dad.”

“Not now, Tim.”

“But Dad.”

“Not now, Tim.”

“Do they have to be 100% Scottish?” Tim asked, facing Vi and Evie, who seemed to be the authority on this.

They looked at each other, but Val stepped in. “I don’t know Tim. I will just look at the rule book. Oh, look at that there isn’t one.”

“I think we would settle for a left bollock’s worth right now,” muttered a despondent Fred.

“Fred, there is no need to be vulgar! Reggie don’t listen to him.” Vi reprimanded.

“I could do it then,” said Tim.

“You have a Scottish bollock, Turner. Does Lucy know?”

“Jack Smith!” Scalded Violet as Reggie chuckled.

“No, Smithy, but my Gran was Scottish.” Tim blushed from the neck up as is the way of teenage boys when the whole room is looking at them.

“Your gran, so Marianne’s mother,” Evie enquired.

“No, Dad’s mam.”

All eyes moved towards Paddy, who seemed to lose as much colour as Tim had gained.

“OK, so I don’t think we are going to get any further today. We open in five. Everyone back to work.”

#call the midwife #bern's night chapter two #thank you for reading #Tim what have you done

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Pound of Prevention (and an ounce of cure) Chapter 2

"What is the matter dear Virgil? I apologized in the car, there's no need to be stomping around now!" An exasperated warlock shouted from the bottom of the stairs, gloved hands laced in a tight ball being the only sign of nervousness.

Remus shuffled towards Janus, each of their coats bundled under their arms with an unhappy pout. Janus sighed and began hanging up the coats, still casting an eye upstairs for any movement.

"I think lil emo Anne is a teensy bit pissed at us."

"No, Remus, I don't think that's the case at all. In fact, I'd hedge my bets and say Virgil is thrilled with us."

Briefly shifting a pig nose just to snort at Janus was rather rude, but by far from the worst thing the ratty gremlin had done.

"Boo-hoo, stop moping around, Double D. We all know I'm piss poor at having anything nice to say, so you need to pull your finger out your ass before it stains your gloves, and go comfort ol' 'Wednesday Adams' up there or else I'll do it."

Janus' face wrinkled into something sour, while Remus simply winked and wandered off to do something, no doubt nefarious.

Great. This was Janus' responsibility, naturally. With a deep sigh he began walking up the stairs, mindful of the obnoxious creeks and trying to not 'sound angry' by treading too heavy on the worn wood.

Honestly the whole situation was rather ridiculous and Janus shouldn't really be apologizing anyway. The day had started normally for the trio of roommates - Remus dead asleep on the couch, buck naked with only Janus' capelet for modesty, and Janus collecting cloves and cinnamon from the various spice jars to create some Chai Masala to start the day - up until Virgil had wandered downstairs. For one, nine twenty-five in the morning was way too early for the emo to be up, especially since Janus had heard the little shit awake at past-two this morning. To add to the oddness, Virgil was fully dressed in clothes that fit and were ironed.

–

"Hey, Jan." Spooks said, all cheerful, even though Virgil was a tiny little ball of angst and gloom at this hour of morning.

Janus assessed his human roommate, humming slightly in confusion.

"You're up rather early, are you off to audition for a black parade and what-not?"

"What? Jan, you do know that the Black Parade isn't like. An actual event? It's metaphorical. I think." Spooks shrugged the confusion off and went back to the uncharacteristic smile. "Anyway, I'm going on a date in like, twenty minutes."

"A date?" Janus echoed in vague horror, trying to recall any mention of Virgil's apparent love interest.

Spook at least had the decency to look a little sheepish, scuffing spooks shoes (the nice pair of Vans, limited edition Tim Burton collab, that Virgil seldom wears through fear of ruining - oh heaven's, it must be a date) across the laminate flooring.

"I, uh, met him online? And he's really nice, and sweet, started talking the other day and he lives like, five states away but he drove all the way here just to see me so I think it could possibly go really well! It's at the cafe near the train station then we're going to the comic book-"

"No, Virgil. You can't go out with a random guy you've never even met, especially on such short notice."

"What do you mean 'no'? You're not my mom you can't decide who I hang out with!"

"Excuse me, Virgil, for looking out for you but might I remind you - this is my house! And I might as well be your mother, for all I do for you."

Virgil looked rather pissed, shoulders raised like a puffy cat. "The hell you mean, you don't do anything other than breathe down my neck all the time! I'm going to see this guy. I've been looking forward to it all night."

Remus had woken at this point, smacking their lips together as they woke up. "Would you look at that, the saccharine emo has risen before the fifteenth hour! How bizarre. Now, what are you hooligans hollering about?"

"Virgil wants to meet some freak off the Internet-"

"Janus thinks he gets to control my social life-"

"Hush hush, Papa Remus can't hear you both. Come sit on daddy's knee and we can discuss this~" Remus, ever the lewd imp, offered their knees for the two to sit.

"Uh, yeah, absolutely not." Virgil huffed, crossing spooks arms like a pouty child. "Janus thinks he has a say in whether or not I get to go on a perfectly normal date."

"And Virgil was planning to run off with an online stranger and do who-knows-what!"

"It's just COFFEE! Jeeze!"

Remus stared at Virgil, their two sets of eyes more calculating than most gave them credit. Janus awaited the verdict, senselessly reorganizing the cloves still left on the counter.

"You're not nervous about meeting up with a stranger, huh, Virgil?"

Spook frowned, as if the thought hadn't even crossed spooks mind.

"No. I trust him, it'll be fine! He's a lovely guy and would never dream of hurting me."

The imp sighed, standing up - and thankfully wrapping a blanket around their waist, likely only to prevent the screeching Virgil would let out if spook had to see their genitals ever again - and mooching over to a random skull trinket left on a shelf. They lifted it up, grabbed something, and tossed it at Virgil.

Spook didn't catch it, which was odd given Spook's usual reflexes, and instead bent to grab it before lifting it up to show off. A condom. Janus rolled his eyes, but Remus wasn't smirking or grinning so he decided to trust his roommate for a moment.

"If he's a great guy then you should go meet him, but make sure he wraps it before he taps it. Or you wrap it, whichever way you fancy, just make sure you don't spread all your nasty emo germs. Angst is contagious you know."

Virgil blinked once, twice, before dropping the condom back on the table and smiling. "Thank you, but I'm sure he'll have one if we need it. I've got to get going, see you both later!"

Virgil was out the door, closing it at a normal volume instead of the usual slam, but before Janus could even begin to remark on how strange spook was behaving Remus had whipped round to glare at him.

"This is your fault, you know."

"What? It must certainly is not, I was trying to get spook to stay home-"

"No, no, it's not that, you dummy." Remus tutted rounding back to the couch. Janus idly noted that the blanket had fallen off their waist. "It's your damn hocus-pocus whimsical shit. That anti-anxiety glitter you sprinkled glittered all the damn anxiety out of Virgil! Spook isn't nervous about a damn thing."

"What? That's a good thing, spook was terribly anxious."

"Uh-huh, Virgil is composed primarily of anxiety. There's more anxiety in spooks body than water - you've removed any and all anxiety. Sure, spook isn't anxious about the looking specter of death or stressing about the possibility of an evil masked killer breaking in, but Virgil also isn't scared of healthy shit. Like running into traffic, drinking bleach… "

"Meeting up with a total stranger that you've known for a few hours and seemingly open to the idea of getting intimate with them… oh heaven's, I've messed this up, huh?"

"Yup!" Remus grinned, giving a sarcastic clap. Janus flicked one of their horns, huffing. "Almost like you shouldn't cast spells on your friends without prior consent. It's a misdemeanor for a reason. Not that I'm a law-abiding citizen, but some laws are vaguely dictated by morality and shit."

Sure. Remus had a point. It wasn't entirely moral to hexx someone, especially to control their mental state but… Virgil's anxiety had been so bad recently, spook retreated entirely into spookself, spending most the day fighting off panic attacks and sleeping for up to eighteen hours a day. Virgil had even stopped coming down to hang out with Janus and Remus, whispering hoarsely through the door that spook couldn't stop the anxiety clawing at spooks throat at the thought of seeing another person.

A quiet, non-invasive yet lingering spell to coax the emo out of this pitt seemed logical, and over the past two weeks Virgil had crawled out of spooks room and slowly gone back to normal. Until now, apparently, cause the fool had gone in the direction and was walking around with the temperament of a successfully lobotomized patient.

And well, to put a long story short, Janus had no choice but to follow Virgil to that cafe, Remus in tow, and intervene on this date. The guy, an admittedly good looking gorgon, seemed slightly peeved at the interruption. Remus' flash of their demonic side scared him off, and while Virgil was upset before, once Janus had revoked the hexx? It was akin to hell fire.

–

"Virgil? You can't ignore me, Virgil. Open up!" Janus definitely didn't whine.

A loud thud from behind the door.

"What was that? I'm coming in right now!"

"Just fuck off, Janus! I'm done, done with you!" Virgil said, sweating as spook leant on the lid of a suitcase, clearly trying to get the over-crammed thing to zip up.

Janus took a few steps closer, a brief tinge of panic at the determination on Virgil's face.

"What are you doing, Virgil? We aren't… We aren't going anywhere you don't need to…"

"I'm leaving, Janus, I can't put up with anymore you're just," spook gestured to the warlocks whole body, half hovering over Virgil's bed, before screaming in frustration. "You're too much, I'm sick of being treated like a kid, just cause I'm not magical doesn't mean you know best."

"Oh Virgil please you can't leave! It's not, I don't think less of you, I just… I worry. You can be fragile, dear."

"That doesn't mean you get to cast on me without me knowing, and the fact I have to tell you that is enough. I'm leaving. I arranged an uber when I was in the car, it'll be here in ten. I'm LEAVING."

Spook hoisted the case up, nearly falling the other way at the weight of it, before correcting spooks stance and streaming past Janus. Or at least, spook tried to, but the warlock caught spooks arm at the last moment.

"You're not leaving over something so silly Virgil, I was in the wrong and I apologized, just put it behind us! Everything is sorted."

Virgil snarled, shoving his arm off with rare strength and storming off once more. "Oh sure, I'll stay, so you can control my every social interaction like some real life sim! How silly am I for being upset, you've already coughed a half-hearted sorry into your handkerchief so it's like it never happened! Not!"

"Oh, Virgil, you can be such a brat sometimes. I was looking out for you!"

"I don't need looking at, or monitor, it's not that, that book with the year and, oh shut up!"

"Don't be angry at me, I fixed it!"

"YOU CAUSED IT! YOU'RE THE PROBLEM JANUS!" it was rather rare for Virgil to have such a temper, even Remus had re-emerged to assess the situation as the two continued to go back and forth.

"Uh, what in the kraken's crack are you two screaming about?"

Virgil's little lip hardened in resolve, puffing spooks chest out before addressing the imp, "I'm leaving, moving out, I quit."

Remus simply raised an eyebrow, "Please, Virgil, you can't look a cashier in the eye and you wanna move out? Not happening, emo."

Virgil was visibly seething, looking down at spooks phone, no doubt the uber arriving.

"I'm not arguing with you two, you're both crazy if you think you have any control over me."

"Oh, so you only like us doing stuff for you when it's convenient," Janus spat, a toxic bitterness building in his chest. "All for my powers when it serves you, dear, you couldn't live without me, without us!"

"Maybe I could, maybe it's your freaky powers that's making me this fucking paranoid just so I'll stay here, you dramatic ass yandere!" Virgil swung the front door open, the brass handle banging the wall behind it to punctuate spooks sentence. "Bye forever. I'm changing my Netflix password."

Remus bit their lip, a brief feeling of panic at one of their two closest friends leaving forever. However, when they glanced at Janus, he didn't look nervous. He was glowing, facial scars beaming in a yellow light that traveled down to his hand, where a massive mass of every resided. Shit.

"I'll show you, you need us just as much as we need you, you're helpless without us!"

With that final decree, the energy launched at Virgil, smacking the emo with such force spooks hair whipped around for a second. Another second passed, Virgil growing paler by the second as spook assessed spookself closely for any defects.

Remus could already tell this was likely the official point of no return and there was no way Virgil was staying. The feeling was solidified as Virgil's expression hardened, grip on the comically large case tightening before giving Janus a look.

"You never will change, huh?"

And with that, Virgil was gone.

"So, what, you turned into a cat ever since?" Remy asked, sipping a coffee. The two were sat in a parking lot, enjoying Starbucks from the drive thru as Virgil shared spooks 'angsty anime backstory' (Remy's words exactly)

"Uh, yeah, I have. I tried to get it removed at the doctors but Janus is actually a very competent warlock, not to mention that the stronger the emotion the stronger the curse, so this hexx is very much stuck to me."

Remy huffed, adjusting his sunglasses with a pondering hum. "How did you cope, after you just ran away?"

"Eh, the uber took me to the train station and I hopped around for about four hours cause I had this fear that Janus and Remus were tailing me… Before I met you I was kinda just living wherever, this isn't the first time someone thought they'd just scored a new pet. If I couldn't leave before I turned human in the morning, it was either awkward or they screamed in horror and threw shit at me. After a few weeks I'd scraped enough to get a motel so I wasn't roaming the street rat-sized every night, and I didn't have to hoard my stuff under a bridge like a twitchy dragon. And then eventually we met and you know the rest… "

The vampire took a punctuated bite of their turkey bacon sandwich before responding. "We should probably try to look up this stupid curse, see if we can reverse anything. I'm not a full-ass vampire so I don't know if I can provide much magical mumbo-jumbo but I can make really cute study cards!"

"So, the library?"

"Yes! To the library, babes, let's get gone." the busted vehicle coughed, moved an inch before breaking so hard Virgil's drink spilled onto spooks lap.

"Whoops. Sorry, babes, I stalled it!"

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