#but anyway back to screaming ahhhhhhh

[mitternz]

ahhh shit i have 2 projects due tomorrow and i’m not even half way done with any of them,,,,

#❉ — my posts — ❉ #also guess what? more new tags! i love these new tags sm btw #but anyway back to screaming ahhhhhhh #i have lots of schoolwork that i’m not even close to being done 🥴🥴🥴 #i have 2 due this friday and like 1 big one next week

[storiesofmyhead]

Alastor x Reader

Summary: When Alastor's wife goes out on a shopping trip, only to remember it was extermination day.

Warnings! Swearing, Hazbin Hotel, Use of y/n

Word Count: 876

Humming the doe walks down the sidewalk looking into each window of every store, deciding whether they were worth going into or not. Though as she began down another part of the sidewalk stores began to close. One after the other, sinners nailed boards up on their windows and locked their doors.

“What the fuck is going on?” She mutters, her horns growing bigger every store that closed. 

Growling she rolls her eyes and begins to make her way back to the hotel.

“So much for a shopping day.” 

Turning back around, the walk back to the hotel begins. 

“AHHHHHHH” A scream interrupts the once silent town.

More and more overlap each other. Quickly Y/n searches the sky, her eyes widening at the exterminators that now fill the sky.

“Shit!” She yells now breaking into a full sprint back to the hotel. 

“Ahhh, Hello sinner.” An exterminator drops in front of her, stopping her.

Taking a step back, Y/n’s eyes fall on the weapon the exterminator holds out in front of them.

“Seems as if it’s your time.” They giggle. “Again.” 

Antlers growing, Y/n’s eyes dilate, as a giant grin as sinister as Alastor’s grows onto her face. The exterminator seems to hesitate at the now growing figure of the sinner before them, but they continue anyway.

Giggles erupt from Y/n’s chest, causing the exterminator to stop. “You ruined my shopping day. And now you threaten me.” Her grin grows deeper, her sharp teeth now on full display. “I believe you owe me an apology.”

The exterminator tries to stick their ground, letting out a weak chuckle. “An apology. Sinners don’t deserve apologies.” 

“Oh.” Her eyes darken. “Ok.”

~~

“Charlie, have you seen my darling Y/n?” Alastor’s voice interrupts her conversation with Vaggy.

Charlie jumps slightly at Alastor’s sudden appearance before humming in thought. “Actually, no. I don’t recall seeing her recently. Sorry.” Charlie gasps. “I hope she’s okay. It’s extermination day.” Now worried Charlie pulls Vaggy up. “We’ll help look for her. Come on V.”

Alastor nods, narrowing his eyes at the ground, trying to think if she had mentioned anything before.

Before Charlie and Vaggy have the opportunity to leave to look for Y/n, the door to the hotel slams open. Revealing the exact person Alastor had been looking for.

“Al.” She whimpers, dropping to the ground.

Alastor quickly moves to Y/n’s body that lays motionless, except for her chest that softly moves up and down at each breath. Moving her head to his lap, his eyes search her body for any injuries, finding small scratches and bruises, lifting her cardigan that he had so graciously given her he revealed a giant gash on her side.

Behind him Charlie and Vaggy move to help, but are stopped when loud static noise fills the space around him. 

"̵̨̺̻͇͖̖̫̪̫̗̩͕̀S̴̛̞̭͚͆̾͆͑͐͒̇̅̊̚͝͠t̸̺͔̞̥̻̊͜a̴̡̡͙͋̅̓̓̐̏̈̐͝y̴̰̤͓̣̫̱̯͉͔̫̙͓͈̻͙̔̆̉̒̆̒̊͐̚͝.̶̢̲̤͔̞̩͚̱̭̭̱͕͖̋̀̎̄̇́̈́̽ ̵̡̡̰̲̜͓͚̦̲̭̼̤͙̜̩̂͐́̊̀̉B̷͚̲͓͎̏͒́̇̅́̕a̵̡̬̱̙̙̰̮̹̋̋̆̆̎̐̀̑̔͐̾͘͜c̶̨̼̱̼̫̰̥̤̳̏͑̉̀̎̈́́̃͆̉̓̀͘͝͠k̷̛̻̖͍̬̖̗̩̝̫͈̏͑͋́̒͊͌͛͘̚͠"̵̛̝̜̭̙̄̇̐̐̓̊̎̂͑̌͘ͅ He utters, his antlers growing large, as his shadows cover both him and Y/n before they disappear from the two girls view.

~~

Her eyes fling open at the sting on her side. Screaming her body tries to move away from whatever was causing her the pain, only to not move an inch.

“ALASTOR!” She screams.

His hand lays on her head as he rubs her ears. “I know darling.” His voice emitting more static than he meant for. Clearing his throat he speaks again. “I’m almost done. Just one more.”

Her whimpers echo in his mind. As much as he loved hearing others' pain, this was the only situation he hated it.

“Done.” He smoothed down Y/n’s hair, allowing his shadows to put away all the supplies he was using to dress her wounds. Now although she could heal without them dressings, the provided a safe barrier so they wouldn't reopen.

Her eyes finally found his face, only to see a frown in place of his usual grin.

“Al.” Her voice comes out as weak, as she watches him sit back down next to her. But no matter how many times she had said his name he wouldn't look at her.

“I’m supposed to protect you. Never let you get hurt. I f̸̥̦̖̝͇̗̯̪̳̪̩̘͙̊́̒ȃ̶͍̺͈̩̒̈́̎̾̃̾͛͑͝ī̴̧̧͖͓̙̟̙͊̄̅̾̀͊̊̕̚͝l̷̺̯̳̤͖̪̩̪͗̎̃͌͛̀̄̋̒́̆͋̿͘ẽ̶̮͚̣̊̏̐̑͐̃̎̾̊̾͛͋̅͘ḑ̴̘͖͚͎̠̪̱͇̅̈́͑̈͑ ̸̧̞̱̝͚̤̱̘͖͖͉͊͗̏̍̈́̆̽́͒͘̚͜y̶̭͕͍̰͋ǒ̵͈̦͇̝̲̻̀͋͗̆̈́́͊̀̿̽͠͠u̴̡̺̭̼̞̘̭̭̲̣̮̣̞͗͌͐͋̅̋̔͂͜͜.” His voice broke in static at the end.

“Al. Please look at me.” She begged, lifting her hand to his face turning it towards her. “You didn't fail me. I left on my own. It was my fault.” 

“No.” His eyes wide as he quickly leaned towards her. “It’s not your fault-”

“And it’s not yours. Ok?” She smiles. “Now get in bed. I’m tired.” She yawns, moving over, only wincing a bit at the gash on her side.

Shaking his head, Alastor shrugs off his jacket, laying it on the back of the chair he had been sitting on before. Lifting up the comforter, he slides under it and softly pulls Y/n into his chest. Cradling her, one arm wrapped around her waist and one arm wrapped around her head playing softly with her ears. 

Humming Y/n nuzzles her head deeper into Alastor’s chest, her tail wiggling around in content, causing Alastor to chuckle as it moved the blanket behind her. 

“G’night” She mumbles sleepily, before finally letting the exhaustion take over.

“Good night, my love.” He smiles softly.

#alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fandom #alastor x reader #alastor the radio demon

[mazzystar24]

I totally get I just finished my exam week (I had to do a math test at 8am Sat😭). Wish you luck tho!

Also do you have any good buddies fics? Destiel too?

Math test at 8am is BRUTAL

Thank you I will definitely need it😭😭

Unfortunately I only have buddie fics to offer😔:

(Warning I do like a fair amount of angst)

Right where you left me - by hyacinthusbloom ( @thebloomingheather on here) - when I say I might be as big a fan of this fic as I am of the show I MEAN IT, you do not even understand how much I love this fic or how obsessed I am with it, I have reread it so many times despite it still being in progress that I think I may genuinely qualify it as addictive, me and @estheticpotaeto legit wait for updates like a dog at the author’s door istg, like everything about this fic is flawless and written with so much love and emotion and the way the writer captures the effects of trauma is just amazing because it’s so rare to find this level of diving into ptsd and the more uncomfortable aspects of it that are more taboo or less understandable to people, like I can yap for an hour about this fic but I’ll just say READ IT

Any fic by daisies_and_briars ( @cal-daisies-and-briars on here) but one of my favourites of his is Both blade and branch and muscle memory and four can keep a secret and appetency and the two she’s writing right now (change the prophecy and steal my sunshine) -wow at that point I should’ve left it as any fic because that’s a lot of favourites😭😭

Any fic by @loserdiaz plus with them you get enough lighthearted fics to even out the angst

Ooo I’m not sure what their username on here is but lizzybizzyzz is also another writer who I just love their fics

Fractals by hobbitprincess - one of those fics that make you squeak at how much love these fictional characters have for each other

Beneath my mother tongue by archerincombat - the angst the writing the way they hit every single emotional beat? Amazing

Anything by this_is_moony_lovegood

Leave the light on (I’ll be coming home) by HMSLusitania - the presumed dead Eddie fic of your dreams, a constant reread for me it’s just 👌

Anchored by adorkable_buddie - sorry Chris you gotta be injured sometimes just for us to get our buddie dreams hope you understand and we appreciate your sacrifice 😔🫶

empty, broken, lonely, hoping by daniweb - when I tell you I love the presumed dead trope you best believe I’m telling the truth because the ANGST?? Yes please, LISTEN it’s the closest you can get to the emotional beats of killing off a character without ever killing them off because you love them and happy endings too much so TIM MINEAR TAKE NOTES I KNOW YOU SAID YOU LOVE THEM TOO MUCH TO KILL THEM, anyways back to to the point this fic again is just flawless execution by the writer like absolutely love it

every time we stop talking (the universe starts screaming) by withmeornotatall - emotional destruction and I absolutely love it, divorce era 2.0 and it HITS

Home is where it hurts- by rileyblue2001 - can you tell I hate the Buckley parents because I HATE the Buckley parents

The one with the return of the sex addiction by buddiefication (pumpkincreamcoldbrew) - I’ve reccomended so much angst so have a funny little light hearted buddie fic with the father bobby vibes we all love❤️❤️

Okay back to the angst tho 😭😭- out of ashes by Ashavahishta - AHHHHHHH THIS FIC JUST AHHHHH STOP THE WAY I WOULD DIE FOR A FOLLOW UP FIC TO THIS AHHHH I LOVE IT SM AND ITS LEGIT A ONE SHOT I CRIED SO HARD

Falling Slowly; Sing Your Melody (I’ll Sing It Loud) by Princessfbi ( @princessfbi on here who I also love sm of their fics so highly suggest just going on their page and looking through all the fics) - absolutely love it, legit gave me brain rot and got me obsessed for a GOOD while

I'm comin' back, don't let me go by wikiangela ( @wikiangela on here also love love their fics again so check them out but this one is probably my favourite of theirs)

Okay this is looking more and more like a uni reading list so I’m gonna shut up now but I hope you enjoy these fics and that a few of them emotionally damage you like they did me because I love to spread the joy (see: pain and suffering) 🫶🫶

#911 #buddie #evan buckley #911 abc #eddie diaz #911 fox #evan buck buckley #911onfox #buckley diaz family #911 fic #911 fic rec #buddie fic #buddie fic recs #asks open #send asks #send me asks #answered asks #asks #also for any authors I didn’t tag the tumblr’s of it’s just cos I can’t remember it off the top of my head so just used ao3 links instead)

[respectthepetty]

Pit Babe Colors Finale

I'm challenging myself with this show and seeing how good my color skills really are, so I'm doing my normal thing of watching it double-speed on mute, but now, the captions are off also.It's just colors and vibes here. It's been a chaotic journey, but it finally ends today, most likely with a character death, so . . .

Disclaimer: I'm just screaming this entire post.

Surprising absolutely no one, Barbara immediately forgave Charles. Like I wrote last week, I'll hold this grudge for both of us, Babe.

If this bastard is still alive by the end of this, there is no justice in the world.

Did he just give them a key to get out? They could just walk through a door, but . . . I'll take it. Kentana is trying to redeem himself. Now, KILL YOUR SHITTY FATHER, and you will earn the top place in my heart.

Don't do it, Way Way. Don't. I see you eyeing that man, but you will take zero bullets for Pete or Babe. Am I clear?! NONE! I don't care if you are wearing white compared to everyone else's black. You will not die. No.

I'm not even going to say shit about these two's colors because BIG RED JUST KILLED A KID!

OH FUCK! HE IS KILLING EVERYONE!

KIMBERLY! I LOVE YOU!

And this is why you deserve to die. Who does something like this? It's not a porn, sir. This is a murder. You're about to die. Not get laid.

WAYMOND, NO! I TOLD YOU NOT TO FUCKING DO THIS! NOOOOOOOOOO!

I know it's blood, but the 'smoke' being red too is great and I need more of it as BIG RED DIES FOR KILLING WAY WAY!

Y'all are letting Big Red talk too much while Way Way is just bleeding out on the floor, and I just need one of y'all to apply pressure to the wound so Way has a fighting chance. Please for the love of God. PLEASE! LET WAY LIVE!

Oh, shit, this is awful. Do NOT think about any good memories with this man who wore red in the past but no longer does for some wacky reason. Those memories are all tainted. He is awful. KILL HIM ALREADY AND GET WAY WAY TO THE HOSPITAL!

I HATE HIM! Barbara, don't you trade your life for Charles. Don't fucking do it. Charles came back from the dead once. He can do it again. KILL BIG RED ALREADY!

OH MY FUCKING GOD, YES! I LOVE KENTA! KILL HIM!

YOU KILLED YOUR SHITTY FATHER! YOU'VE DONE WHAT NO OTHER BL BOY HAS EVER DONE!

YOU WON MY HEART!

Now, someone go hug him! Pete what the fuck are you doing?! One boyfriend is dying and another is breaking down. DO SOMETHING, PETER!

I knew this was going to happen! I knew Way was gonna die taking a bullet for Babe. I knew it, and I'm still upset! WHY?! Why can't Peter have TWO boyfriends?! Why do we always have to kill someone to redeem them and to cancel them out of the poly plot equation. LET POLY HAPPEN!

Fuck, Alan is crying.

FUCK!

I will not be pacified with Jeffrey finally being consumed by blue. I'm still very upset about Way Way having to die instead of Peter just having two boyfriends.

Vegas' Hedgehog, I'm so over your ass! Red flowers?! At Way's funeral?! That is sooooo rude! What is wrong with you?! Read the room, you pretty bitch! RED IS OUT! Way died for the blue! THE BLUE!

I hate this necklace. I hate that Way is dead instead of being taken care of by his two boyfriends. Where the hell is Ken anyway?! Why is he not holding Peter's hand right now? WHAT IS THIS LIE?!

I trust your dad, Barbie, because he is wearing blue, but you have had to cry a thousand tears this episodes, and I pray like GMMTV's First, you stay hydrated because crying can wreck havoc on a thirsty body.

Y'all cannot fuck the grief away in the blue. You can try, but Waymond is still gonna be dead instead of having two boyfriends. This is a real problem, and I want it addressed. RIGHT NOW!

KIMBERLY! YOU'RE BLUE NOW!

Everyone is in blue, and then we have Vegas' fucking Hedgehog in those damn orange pants, and . . . AHHHHHHH *starts throwing clothes around the room and out the window*

Barbie is lighter. He is still black, but now he has the white mixed with it while he looks longingly into the eyes of his Blue Boy (who lied to him several times including lying about his death, pero I'll carry this grudge for both of us, Barbara)

Now why the fuck are you wearing red, Alan?! Why won't this show just let me have nice things?!

So . . . now that this is all over and I, unsurprisingly, did NOT get poly nor Kenta x Pete, I will be unblocking the tags because seeing black boxes on my dash is driving me crazy, and I need to reblog some GIFs of Kimberly, Alan, and Waymond x Peter x Kentana to fill this huge void in my heart where a poly plot would have perfectly fit.

I will never go back and watch this show with subs. Never. Whatever I got from it was exactly what I needed to get from it, and I need nothing else. Because what I got was a boy FINALLY deciding to

KILL HIS SHITTY FATHER

Kenta, you deserve my respect. You loved Pete. You helped all the guys in your own way. You killed your shitty dad. You committed queer wrongs, and I forgive every single one of them. You deserve a happy life, and I hope you are laying in Pete's bed with his arms around you thinking about what y'all will have for breakfast, so he can read your mind and go make it for you.

I like you.

I respect you.

I love you.

And so does Pete.

GIVE ME POLY, DAMN IT!

#pit babe #pit babe the series #the colors mean things #and they guided me the whole way through #color coded boys in love #episode 13 #Give me poly already! #Kenta is my favorite now

[ohtobeleah]

Bloody Mary // Natasha Trace

Summary: Phoenix can’t remember why she has a headache, or why she’s covered in blood.

Warnings: Mentions of death/suicide. Blood. Mentions of relationship stress. Mentions of assault/manslaughter. Platonic!Phoenix x Jake Seresin. Jake Seresin x F!reader

Word Count: 2.2k

Author Note: This Drabble is associated to the Series Bruises & is apart of its spin-off series Life After Death.

Main Masterlist | Bruises Masterlist | Life After Desth Masterlist

The luscious fields that expanded far beyond the horizon were, as you laid with your head resting in the nook of your husband's shoulder, just beginning to feel the light layer of morning dew. 

The sun was barely rising above the horizon that forever seemed to expand with its growing light. It was truly the picture perfect world of which you never thought could exist. Even after life had all but ceased to exist.

“This all feels too perfect—“ Jake sighed as he laid on his back looking up at the ceiling fan that twirled around on a low speed above your bed. Round and round the blades turned as his eyes struggled to focus. “Being here, with you, sometimes I feel like I’ll wake up and it’ll all be a dream.” Jake knew how odd that sounded given the circumstances. “That I’ll wake up and I’ll be back at the Hard Deck, and you’ll be looking right through me like you don’t even know my name.” Jake continued on as his fingers danced along your scalp and through your hair. He could feel the rise and fall of your naked chest against his side. “Or worse, I’ll wake up and we’ll be back in that prison, in the dirt, listening to each other's pain.” 

“Jake—“ You mumbled softly against your husband’s shoulder. Your cheek was squished right up next to him. 

“Yeah?” Jake questioned softly, he knew what was coming his way. This wasn’t the first time Jake had mentioned how he worried that even in death he’d lose you forever. 

“If you weren’t already dead I’d kill you.” Jake had to smile and a low rumble erupted in his stomach. The two of you had just finished up an early morning sexcapade. The post coitus realisation that this was in fact Jake’s version of a forever home with his forever girl didn’t exactly come out the way he’d intended it to. 

“All I’m saying, Hotshot, is that I wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else on earth or in the afterlife, than right here, with you.” Jake was quick to roll over, suddenly the comfort of Jake's broad shoulder was nowhere to be found until you opened your eyes to see your husband hovering about you. A forearm on either side of your face. “Let’s go for round three?” 

“You are a menace, even dead Jake Seresin.” You teased through a coy smile but ultimately pulled the love of your life down by his neck to press your supply lips against his. 

“But you love me all the same.” Jake mumbled into your mouth as he deepened the kiss, his tongue searched for yours desperately as his hips shifted against yours. “Heaven or high wat—“ 

“AHHHHHHH!!” Within a millisecond, or what felt like it anyway, Jake was shooting up out of bed with panic and shock laced between the lines etched on his face. 

“What the hell was that?” He asked as he turned back to you to see you were still lying completely exposed on your bed looking just as confused as he was. Sounds like that weren’t often heard around the farm. 

“AHHHHHHH!!” “AAAARRRGGGHHH!!” 

When you saw a figure ghost past your bedroom window your heart sank. No. No it couldn’t be. It felt like a few years had gone past since Bob had first stopped by, he’d been the first to go. But as you sat up to see if you could see the figure outside once more? Your suspicions were confirmed when none other than Natasha Phoenix Trace turned around and screamed at the top of her lungs. Right in the very direction on your bedroom window.

“AHHHHHHH”

“It’s Nat Jake.” You sighed as you got out of bed to cover yourself up. “I’m gonna go check on Ellie, you should probably go see if she’s alright.” Jake wasn’t placing bets on who’d come through and when, but he thought Phoenix would surely outlast Fanboy. 

As Jake made his way outside in the early hours of the morning, it was only then when the sun just started to creep over the hills did he notice the blood that stained the back of Natasha's head. How her hair was a knotted and bloody mess. The dress she wore was stained with deep crimson red. 

Oh. This wasn’t good: This wasn’t good at all. When Bob came through he was still in one piece. For Phoenix to show up like this meant her death must have been—

“AHHHHHHH!”

“Nat!” Jake shouted as he raced down the small set of porch steps in just his boxers. “Phoenix, hey—what’s all the screaming about?” 

Not a lot shocked Natasha Trace these days, she’d seen enough and lived through enough to say she was comfortably desensitised. But when Phoenix turned on her heels to see a man she hadn't seen in years standing before her not a day older than the last time she saw him, she froze. 

“You alright? You look like you’ve seen a ghost?” Jake teased as he took a few tentative steps toward the wingwoman Jake claimed to love like his own sister. “Nat?” Okay maybe the ghost joke was a little too soon. 

“You aren’t real.” Jake could see the tears welling in Natasha’s eyes as he crept closer and closer, the only sound he could hear in the deafening silence was the crunch of the gravel beneath his slippers. “No—no you aren’t real, you’re dead, I’m dreaming—“ Jake had seen this play out before, from what he could tell of time these days it wasn’t too long ago either when the WSO had come through. “You’re dead, you died in—“ 

“Hey—“ Jake cooed as he reached out to touch Natasha’s shoulder. The second Jake’s fingertips grazed Phoenixes skin? Her knees crumbled. 

“No no no!!! You aren’t real!!!” 

“Woah! Easy easy Nix, I got you—“ Jake fell with the woman he admired and wished he could have been even half as good as in the sky. “I’m sorry, I'm so sorry.” 

“You can’t be real, you're dead! You died!” Natasha whaled as her knees dug into the gravel. Jake tried his best to control one of the best aviators he’d ever had the pleasure of knowing. 

“I know, I know I did, I think you did too—“ It was a harsh reality but the only way Phoenix could be here right now was because she wasn’t living. The afterlife was pretty strict on its terms of entry. “Nix—what happened huh? Hey, it’s alright I’ve got you.” 

The only thing Jake’s question was met with was more inconsolable tears. He’d never seen Phoenix in such a state before, hell Jake wasn’t even sure Natasha was capable of working herself up to such an extent. 

When Jake looked at the palm of his hand that had been rubbing small consoling circles against, he saw what appeared to be the crimson hume of his friend's blood staining the entirety of his hand. 

What on earth had happened to Phoenix? 

“You’re covered in blood Nix, we should get you inside—“ Jake tried to get through to the woman who was clearly distraught, he knew this was a lot. Even if he was just a dream it was clear he’d done irreparable damage with his untimely departure from reality that he had to accept the consequences of those decisions. 

“I helped Rooster clean your bathroom after he found your body—“ Phoenix sobbed as she finally looked at Jake. Still crying, Phoenix shook her head in disbelief. “I flew with your body back to Texas, I consoled your family.” Jake never thought about that before, who did what after he died. “I slept on your lounge for two weeks while we all did our best to pack everything up.” 

“Nix—I don’t even know what to say.” Jake tried his best to interject, but Natasha kept going as the two sat kneeling in the gravel of the main road that led around the property. 

“And the worst part is I can’t be mad at you because I know why you did it.” Phoenix sighed heavily through a sob. 

“He’s never claimed to be a good decision maker has he Trace?” You smiled softly from the front porch as Phoenix looked up at you. “For the record I never wanted Jake to follow me, not until his time was up.” 

“Hollywood?” Phoenix sobbed again as she let Jake help her up. “You’re here too?” 

“We live here, or reside here, I think being alive is an important element of living somewhere.” You shrugged as you walked down the stairs. “What happened to you? You're covered in blood Phoenix?” 

“I uh—“ Phoenix wasn’t sure what had truly happened as she reached up and around to touch the back of her head. When she pulled her hand back to see the fresh blood on her fingertips, the sensation came flooding back. “I was arguing with my boyfriend Ryan.” 

Jake looked at you with fire in his eyes. Fuck. 

“We were supposed to be heading out for dinner, I even took the next day off so we could relax and enjoy the night.” Natasha explained as her head began to throb. “I remember being mad that he was running late, something about work and by the time he got home we’d missed our reservation.” 

“Tash—“ You cooed softly, it was a harsh topic to discuss. “Did Ryan hurt you?” As you asked, the back of Phoenix’s head began to throb, the memory was on the tip of her tongue. 

“I—I can’t remember, no—no he wouldn’t, he loved me.” The tears began to flow once more as you looked at Jake and he looked at you. Bob fell out of the sky and still made it to the ranch in one piece. Why had phoenix showed up covered in her own blood and with the back of her head cracked open like a hard boiled egg. “My head hurt so bad, the memories all fuzzy.”

“That’s alright, here—why don’t we get you inside, have a shower, take some time and hopefully it’ll start to clear up?” Jake nodded as you offered Natasha a place to stay for however long she needed. “I’ll make you some coffee.” 

“You two.” Phoenix asked as she linked her arm with Jake’s, he’d offered her a hand up the stairs knowing her legs were still properly shaking. “You changed everyone’s lives, you know that right?” It was a harsh reality to have to live with, but both you and Jake knew that your deaths affected your closest friends in ways you’d never fully understand. “Rooster, oh god Rooster—“ Phoenix sighed. “He’s just gonna be a mess, I was on the phone with him when Ryan came home.” 

“Would that have been an issue?” You asked cautiously as you opened the front door for Jake to lead Phoenix in. 

“No—no but I think he wanted to stay on the line, we’d been having some issues and you know what Bradshaw’s like, overprotective.” 

Jake couldn’t imagine what trauma Bradley would be carrying on his shoulders right now. He knew his wingman had been the one would found him in the Bathroom: 

So as Jake watched you lead Phoenix down the hall towards the bathroom, Jake couldn’t even begin to imagine the pain in Roosters chest when he ultimately found Phoenix too. 

***~***~***~***~***~***~***

“AHHHHHHH!”

The sound of Phoenix screaming at the top of her lungs echoed out throughout the house. Beside you, Jake groaned into his pillow. 

“She’s going to destroy her vocal cords—“ He mumbled as you leaned over to turn his bedside table light on. “Every single time.”

“She’s lost Jake, you can’t hold it against her.” It had been a week, or at least that's what it felt like time wise, since Phoenix had shown up on the ranch. 

“AHHHHHHH!”

Everyday it began the same. Phoenix would up the driveway screw out in pain as she tried to figure out where she was and why her head hurt. You and Jake had been having the same conversation over and over with the aviator. 

“She needs to remember.” Jake nearly growled. 

“She needs empathy and emotional support, Jake I’m sure when the times right she’ll remember.” Hopefully that would be sooner rather than later. 

“Yeah, and until then we get to wake up every morning to a bloodied and screamed Phoenix.” It was now your turn to groan in slight annoyance for the early wake up call. “I’ll go get coffee started, you go collect Bloody Mary.” Jake sighed as he sat up in bed. 

“Thanks, two sugars please.” You smiled back at your husband as he padded out of the bedroom and down the hall. Jake was all but awake when a knocking at the door into his new found routine. 

“Phoenix?” Jake cautiously greeted the bloodied woman at his doorstep. “You alright?” Jake knew that Natasha wouldn’t remember him from the countless conversations they’d had over the past week. It was like her mind reset whenever she fell asleep. But this time? Phoenix remembered—

She remembered everything:

“Ryan shoved me.” She cried with painful heartbroken tears in her eyes as you came up slowly behind Jake. He felt your hand on his hip as you stilled yourself behind him. “I fell back and hit my head on the edge of the kitchen bench—“ The realisation was as heavy as her heart felt. 

“The love of my life accidentally killed me.” 

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[002yb]

Hello, may I get jaydick accidental child acquisition? (a/b/o or not)

Note: there's Dickjay way, way far down below the cut. My love of Dick and Roy being friends and Dick having a place in Lian's life got away from me. No capes, modern AU!

Dick happening upon a baby on the doorstep of the flat he shares with Roy and all he can do is stare, unable to process because he's just gotten off of a double shift plus some and he cannot with this situation.

He openly grimaces as he checks that he's on the right floor, that he's at the right unit and heaves the weariest of sighs because yep, it's them alright.

The pressing question is: is the baby Roy's or Dick's?

But then the baby cries and there's no time for Dick to think about it. He startles into motion, crouching down to mind the baby. Picking them up and being generally confused and intimidated because yeah, it's a baby.

The dark hair isn't promising if Dick is honest with himself. The green eyes give him some hope though. Those are definitely Roy's eyes. Right?

As Dick holds this baby at arm's length and stares them down, they look back at Dick in wonder and then they're giggling and, oh.

Dick smiles despite himself; smitten, easy as that.

'Hey, baby.' He says to them, bringing them close to hold them properly while crouching down to search the carrier and bag that were left behind.

Like out of every cliche, there's a note. While Dick reads it, he holds the baby - Lian - leaning away when she swats at him before tucking her head beneath his chin and forcing himself to breathe as he finishes reading the note, crumbled in his hand as he wraps himself around Lian and holds her dear and tells her she's gonna be alright and ahhhhhhh. ;3;

This isn't the dickjay portion, but it is the Roy portion:

Where there's a jump to Roy coming back home from his mechanic job. He's grungy, but chipper enough up until he opens the door and finds Dick sitting with a baby propped up on his legs and looking stressed as all get out.

Because Roy is quick, he puts together what's happened in an instant. And because he's a good friend, Roy laughs. Both Dick and he knew this day was coming. Who's the lucky lady? The dad look looks good on Dick! Just endless teasing as Roy goes over to see Dickie Jr.

Roy staring for a long moment, head tilting as he takes this baby in because - uh oh.

To confirm Roy's suspicions, Dick holds the note out to him. Which Roy snatches up and frantically reads because oh no oh no oh no.

While Roy goes through a crisis, Dick is all sorts of woeful because Dick is not the father but this baby is beautiful she's so sweet wtffffffff ;A;

Anyway, Roy is panicked. He's not ready to be a dad! He's not qualified, he's not--

Dick passing baby Lian to Roy, only for Roy to abruptly pass her back because 'don't do that, Grayson! I'll drop her!' Roy can't be trusted. He's just barely gotten on his own feet; he can't do this!

Lian thinks the game of pass the baby is funny. Dick and Roy don't quiet share the sentiment at that moment.

But yes, Roy is convinced that he can't do this. He just can't.

Only he does.

Of course he does.

Dick has full faith in him, too, even if Roy doubts and sells himself short.

Which leads to Dick being Dick, claiming that he has to go back to work to cover another shift. To which Roy adamantly argues against because Dick can't leave him with a baby; Dick's exhausted anyway. Stay!

But Dick 'goes to work' (he's sat just outside the door, or hidden in the stairwell) in a manipulative tactic for the greater good; it's tough love to show Roy that he's dad-material.

So Dick leaves. Roy struggles. (So does Dick because Lian screams and cries and Roy might, too. And he wants to help, but Roy needs this so Dick stays put).

Then eventually there's a father daughter heart to heart moment of connection and it's beautiful. Maybe Lian smiles that same smile that stole Dick's heart and Roy is just so taken despite being so incredibly overwhelmed and ahhhhhhh. Just cute little baby hand slaps to Roy's face as he has a breakdown; Lian comforting her dad and Roy is just so taken by her sweetness. Taking her little baby hand in his and kissing it, pressing it to his forehead while promising to take care of her fawoi;ejfaowijef;oajwef. Cute Roy and Lian sweetness. ;3;

And now the dickjay portion and spoilers they're cute:

Basically Dick's life is still hectic as ever, just in a different way. He trades in double shifts for more reasonable work hours and uses the free time to babysit Lian while Roy is caught up at his own job at the garage.

And Dick doesn't mind. He wants to help Roy however he can. Possibly more than that, Dick adores Lian with his whole heart. Of course he wants to spend time with her when he can.

Which leads to this: Dick running errands for their makeshift household, baby in one arm and shopping basket in the other

And what the hell Dick doesn't know what the fuck to buy for a baby. Why didn't Roy and him take pictures of what was stocked in the bag that Lian arrived with fuuuuuuuck

To make matters more stressful, Lian is not feeling it that day. Because maybe she's teething. Or the abrupt shift in her life has left her fussy. But point is she's stressed and it starts to stress Dick out, which stresses Lian out worse and it's a vicious cycle

Just Dick putting down his basket to try and comfort this screaming, crying baby and feeling helpless and frazzled because obviously something is wrong but she can't tell him; she doesn't understand how he tries to soothe her either and Dick is ;A;

Enter: Jason. An angel dressed in grunge clothing and who, despite his gruff tone, is polite when he asks if he can help. And just. Yes please. Help. Him.

Which eventually leads to Lian passing hands (after a comical exchange of keep-away because Dick is equal parts desperate and protective and paranoid) and it's like Jason is a baby whisperer because only a few moments later - she's calm. Soothed in an instant when she's brought to Jason's chest and Dick is just. Hold him, too? Dick is so damn distraught.

But Dick keeps his composure and smiles instead, relieved because Lian is finally not miserable. Big sighs and a weak laugh because he's bad at this parenting thing.

To which Jason calls it like he sees it: Dick was doing good. Not all parents are as patient. Not all of them care like that, either. So. Dick is fine.

Which flusters Dick just a little bit, because ugh. Maybe he needed to hear that a little bit. OTL

Dick asking after if Jason has kids, too. Or maybe younger siblings? Because Jason looks young.

Which is when Jason introduces himself as an au pair. Caretaker of babies of the infant and parent variety.

Dick smiling at the light teasing. Being especially fond because when Dick shifts Lian's arm to be in a more comfortable position, she holds onto Dick's finger which brings Jason and him real close and when they make eye contact there's something electric there and - whoah.

Dick finally getting a good look at Jason and being very 👀, which is only made worse when Jason comes to their rescue again by helping Dick shop for baby necessities.

Jason holding Lian the entire time, rocking her gently and Dick keeps getting distracted and no, nope. This isn't a thing for him. Not at all.

Only it very much is.

It doesn't help that the cashier compliments them on being such a beautiful family. Dick's thoughts were already straying; he didn't need the fantasy spoken into the world. Just Dick having all the internal screams because he's so far gone ffs.

Let this be a universe in which Dick is charming and likes to flirt, but that doesn't necessarily mean he has game. Just confidence being everything and Dick has plenty of it, but like. There are those few people he wants to impress and he's not scared to ask them out, but he wants it to last and doesn't want to come on too strong and basically he overthinks everything and gets lost in his own head and intimidates himself and ack.

Dick asking Jason out on a date and Jason startling at the come on, eyes wide and cheeks flushing

To which Dick panics because oh shit, too much too fast

Just because Dick has their future planned doesn't mean Jason is interested oh fuck

But Dick is smooth in his recovery, smiling the most devastatingly charming of smiles and gesturing to Lian when he says, 'Like a play date.' Because that's something babies do, right?

Jason breathing a sigh of both relief and disappointment because Dick is 👀 and Jason is not immune to attractive man doing his best to be a dad (/uncle/friend/person the situation is complicated and messy, but Jason is used to that)

ANyway, Jason agreeing and they exchange numbers and Dick floats all the way home

Like this man is straight up bouncy he's so giddy. When Roy gets back, it's to the sound of Lian giggling because Dick is so smitten in love and it's everyone's problem. //u///

Thus proceeds Dick borrowing Lian at every opportunity to hang out with the au pair and have little play dates with the babies. And Roy becomes so l: because 'dude, you're infringing on my time with my daughter.' But Roy doesn't get it, Dick has found the one. Lian is his wing-baby.

#dickjay #jaydick #dickroy friendship #buddy daddies au #caretaker!jason #dick grayson #roy harper #best dads #jason todd #jason todd is wifey material

[muichirosamaaa]

Crush

Modern AU Shinobu Kocho x fem reader with elements from Komi Can't Communicate.

Where reader has had a long-term crush on Shinobu but has never been brave enough to talk to her.

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You looked away quickly as Shinobu's eyes met yours, pretending to focus on your textbook and the teacher's droning. Her gaze burned holes into you, but you refused to look up. It would be the same as admitting that you had been staring at her for the past hour.

You sort of maybe had a gigantic crush on Shinobu Kocho, the class president and the girl sitting a few rows in front of you.

---

"Staring at Kocho-san again?" Mitsuri giggled.

"N-no! Of course not! I'm over her!" you babbled, tearing your gaze away from the purple-haired girl. Mitsuri looked unconvinced, as Nezuko gave you a questioning look.

"I'm serious!" you insisted.

"Well then I guess it wouldn't hurt to tell you that she's staring at you too."

You whipped your head around to notice Shinobu turning away. Nezuko let out an impatient snort as you turned red to the tips of your ears. She nudged you and pointed in Shinobu's direction.

"No. I'm not going," you stated firmly.

"Mmph!" Nezuko huffed, still pointing.

"Y/N, you've never even talked to her! If you did, you'd realize that she likes you back!" Mitsuri sighed.

"I don't want to embarrass myself."

"Don't come crying if she's taken, then."

---

You were determined to keep your crush a secret to the grave. Shinobu would never agree to go out with you anyway.

For now, you were content with quick glances at your crush.

---

"Ugh...we're finally done..." your exhausted classmates groaned, lying on the floor in irregular positions. It was the night before the culture festival.

"Good work," Shinobu said, handing out drinks to everyone. Your fingers grazed hers briefly as she handed you your drink. You flushed at the contact, muttering a quiet 'thank you'.

Her lips curved upwards into a warm smile as she patted your head and winked.

Shinobu left, leaving you stunned and blushing. Was that some kind of hallucination?! Did she just wink and pat your head?!?!

---

The classroom was bustling with activity as the culture festival commenced.

"Y/N san, I'm looking for Tengen. Can you join me?" Shinobu asked.

"Huh? Uh..."

"She'd be happy to help!" Mitsuri interjected, shoving you towards the girl and forgetting to control her strength. You swerved just in time to avoid faceplanting into Shinobu's chest.

"Great! Let's go!" Shinobu chirped, grabbing your arm.

You averted your eyes as she half-dragged you past classrooms.

"We haven't talked much, have we?" Shinobu suddenly asked.

"Yep," you answered, looking around to avoid staring at her.

"Thank you for your hard work preparing for the festival."

"It's no problem. Everyone worked together," you replied slightly sheepishly.

"Oh! A haunted house! Let's check it out!" Shinobu squealed, pulling you in the direction of a dark classroom.

"Huh? Aren't we supposed to be looking for-AHHHHHH!" you screamed, clinging onto Shinobu's arm as a gelatin brick hit the side of your head. You immediately let go, apologizing profusely.

"Sorry, I'm just a little jumpy."

"BOO!" a pale ghost sprang out from behind a rock and howled.

"AHHHHHHH!" you shrieked again. Shinobu giggled.

" 'A little jumpy', Y/N san?" she teased, batting her eyelashes innocently.

Still recovering from the shock, you pressed a hand to your chest, breathing heavily.

"Just a little!"

"Ara~ So cute."

Your heart sped up again, and not because of fear.

---

"Shinobu stopped abruptly in front of a stall selling cute animal headbands.

"Buying something?"

"You'll see."

She picked up a headband with rabbit ears and put in on you. Staring at you, Shinobu seemed to like the look and handed a bit of money to the clerk.

"Here," you took off the headband and handed it to Shinobu.

"It's for you. You look even more adorable with it," she remarked, grinning. A gift from your crush...you felt as if you would die from the sheer happiness you were feeling.

"Thank you...are you sure you don't want me to pay you back?"

"Take it as a thank-you gift for helping me look for Tengen." Shinobu pushed a lock of hair out of your face.

---

"Oooh! They're doing confessions on the roof!" Shinobu immediately dragged you up.

"I'M IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE!" she yelled into the crowd.

Your heart sank.

Thoughts like 'I didn't make a move anyway' and 'I'll get over her' ran through your head as you bit your lip. Part of you wanted to cry, and part of you was curious about who Shinobu's crush could possibly be.

"I'M NOT TELLING YOU WHO IT IS!" she shouted, much to the disappointment and laughs of the crowd.

---

"Y/n san...Y/N san!" Shinobu called as she waved a hand in front of your face.

"...oh! Sorry, I was...um, thinking about something."

"What's making you so dazed?"

"Oh, it's nothing, really...so, um, you said you had a crush?"

A light pink blush dusted Shinobu's cheeks.

"I'm just curious! It's okay if you don't want to answer..."

Shinobu sighed. You were caught slightly off-guard by her unexpected reaction.

"Y/N san, why are you so clueless?"

You just stared at her, bewildered. Was it someone obvious? Someone Shinobu hung around with a lot?

"Um...is it Tomioka-san?"

Shinobu rolled her eyes, making you even more confused.

---

Back in the classroom, you filled your friends in on your conversation with Shinobu.

"She's right, Y/N. You're so oblivious."

"What, how? Who could her crush possibly be?" you questioned, perplexed.

Nezuko snorted and glared at you.

"Well, if you guys know, spill it!"

"It's you, Y/N!"

You stared blankly as their words sank in.

"..."

"ME?!"

#shinobu x reader #fluff #demon slayer #kamaboko squad #mitsuri kanroji #nezuko kamado #kanae kocho #komi can't communicate

[superherotiger]

hi im back because i keep thinking about a specific scene from xmen apocalypse and ive annoyed all my non dadneto friends too much already. so ive never seen anyone on tumblr talk about this (tho maybe i just missed it) but theres a part after charles has been kidnapped where hes pleading with erik to help. and erik says something like "whatever you saw in me died, along with my family" and theres an immediate scene change after that to peter and co trapped with stryker. but the way the scene is framed, peter is in the dead center of the shot. like everyone is circled around him and hes DEAD center. and i refuse to believe that wasnt completely intentional to have erik just saying all his good died with his family- only to cut to a family member that is very much alive. anyway we were robbed of the dadneto reveal have a nice day

OMG OMG OMG TRUST ME YOU’RE NOT ALONE I SCREAM ABOUT THIS EVERY TIME I WATCH APOCALYPSE LIKE AHHHHHH!!! It’s the immediate cut to Peter IN THE CENTRE OF THE SCREEN that gets me bro. Like ERIK ITS OKAY YOUR FAMILY ISN’T DEAD THERE IS STILL GOOD IN YOU AHHHHHHH!!!!

You’re so right, I’m forever thinking about how we were robbed of a Dadneto reveal 😭😭😭

If you’re ever in need of a canon Dadneto reveal though, go watch the episode ‘Family Ties’ from X-Men (1992) because it’s PEAK content!! (Also there’s a Dadneto hug in that show in the season 5 premiere ‘The Phalanx Covenant’ which GIVES ME LIFE!) Those writers really knew what we wanted, unlike the movie writers 😩

Have an amazing day!

-Superherotiger

#anonymous #tiger talks #dadneto #quickson #speedyson #erik lehnsherr #peter maximoff #pietro maximoff #x men

[qutiesquish]

“Hexed Child”

Chapter 3 ch1|ch2

Prompt: a child ends up in the Entity’s realm, in the cursed hell where those who had already suffered enough in life had been chosen to suffer for eternity, a hell where they had to kill or survive, and make constant sacrifices. How well will they handle having a child to take care of in this constant game of death.

Authors words:

Gah sorry for the wait;-;

Pronouns: He/Him

Tags: @doggo-owns-this-account

Warning(s): de*th, manipulation, moral questioning, reader throws a fit, Tricksters screaming k!nK

“So.. I just stand here?… why?” {Reader} asked.

The Trickster had dragged {Reader} to the other side of the map, the side where the closest gens near him are already done, leaving Trickster with a higher chance of the other survivors not finding the little boy.

“Because… if you do I’ll uh…” Trickster tried to find something that would catch the kids interest.

Then a flip switched in Trickster’s head.

“I’ll get you a coat like mine! You said you liked mine right?” Trickster watched as the little boys eyes sparkled ever so slightly.

“Really?!”

Trickster nodded “of course, I always keep my promises.”

Trickster just hoped the Entity would let him get the kid a jacket like his, otherwise the kid would never trust him again.

Than again… why did he want the kids trust anyway?

As Trickster was about to go into a deep dive on what his morals were again, a gen popped.

Two left.

“Alright buddy, I gotta go okay? Uh…” Trickster pat his pockets down in search of something.

“Ah there it is!” Trickster pulled out a photo of himself.

“Here, you can draw on the back of this yeah?” He said as he pulled out a purple pen and handed it to the kid.

——

With the Survivors

——

“I can’t believe you left a kid to deal with him.”

“Shut it gramps.” Feng snapped as the three survivors finished a gen.

“Haven’t heard him scream, so he most likely hasn’t been hit yet, so chill out.”

“Do you really think that kid is looping him that good? He’s just a kid right.” David said, contemplating his life.

“Hell if I know dammit— AHH!!” Bill screamed as he was hit by a barrage of daggers.

Feng and David Ran off over behind some ruins, or “loops” as they called it.

Bill was close to being knocked down but he kept crouching behind this one pallet or the finished gen.

It was getting annoying.

Then finally, Trickster got a lucky shot in as Bill tried to crouch behind the pallet once again.

The idol hummed in content as he broke the pallet and picked Bill up.

Even with Bill’s wiggling, he still hummed in what Bill saw as delight. Oh god did he want to punch the younger purple haired man, if only he could.

“AHHHHHHH!!” Bill’s scream rang out through the realm.

Trickster hit Bill with his bat.

“Arghhh!… don’t you got the others to go get, or are you scared to lose- Arghh!!..” Bill groaned as Trickster hit him again.

“Asshole.”

Trickster laughed.

“Why should I leave when everyone I need to kill is on the other side of the wall to my left?” Trickster whispered towards Bill.

“RU- ARGHhhhh..” Bill groaned as Trickster hit him again and booked it to the other two survivors.

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With Reader

——

{Reader} heard Bill scream.

He also heard a loud bang come from the sky above, a thing that looked like his friend, or what Feng called “The Entity” come down and and then retract itself back towards the sky.

{Reader} had convinced himself that he wasn’t hearing anything, at least anything that mattered anyway.

That’s what Trickster told him, anything that he heard in the trial from then on didn’t matter and to wait for Trickster to come back.

Plus, {Reader} was having too much fun drawing the Trickster with him and his pet cat. He missed pebble, hopefully he was okay.

——

With the Others

——

Feng had gave her life for David as he had escaped the eyes of the the Trickster.

He prayed that {Reader}, who he had learned the name of from Feng, was working on a gen somewhere.

As that thought passed he found a gen that was almost done. David figured that {Reader} was working on it and than the Trickster showed up.

Now assuming {Reader} was looping the Trickster around somewhere nearby as his heartbeat started to speed up.

*BOOM*

Then gen was finished.

One left.

As David tried to hide his scratch marks by walking away, he was suddenly hit by three daggers in the back.

David was now injured.

As David ran through the realm the Trickster laughed out, not too far behind him.

“I haven’t heard you scream enough David! Please! Entertain me for a little!!” Trickster laughed as he threw more daggers.

And just like that, David was down and being picked up by the Trickster.

Once David was hooked, he noticed something.

He saw {Reader}’s aura.

They were laying on the ground.

Had they been slugged and David just hadn’t realized it? Dammit!

The kid is probably suffering over there now.

David watched as the Trickster left towards the direction of the aura.

“You— heartless bitch!—“ David struggled to scream out.

Trickster had sloppily put David on the hook, resulting in one of David’s lungs being punctured.

Of course, the Entity made it so he didn’t die due the injury, but goddamn it hurt like a bitch.

Maybe he should’ve payed more attention and looked for {Reader}’s aura, maybe then he wouldn’t be bleeding out on the ground right now.

David closed his eyes and sighed as the Entity’s claws came down, accepting that everyone was dead and they had lost this trial, he would have to apologize to {Reader} after the match for not noticing him sooner.

——

With the Trickster and Reader

——

As soon as {Reader} saw the Trickster enter his view he stood up excitedly. Flinching as there was the loud bang from the sky again, though he recovered quickly and practically hopped over to the Trickster.

“Look! Look! Trickster look!” {Reader} shouted happily as he practically shoved the back of the picture of Trickster into his abdomen.

“Hmm?~ what’s this now?” The Trickster said as he slowly grabbed the pictures {Reader} had drawn on the back of his autograph.

{Reader} seemed excited by the question, “it’s you, me, and pebble!!” Poking the back, or the front, of the piece of paper.

Trickster knelt down and put the photo between him and {Reader} “okay now show me who is who.”

“That’s you!” {Reader} said as he poked the person on the left, “me, and than pebble!” as {Reader} listed the names he poked the drawing on the right, and then the one in the middle.

“Oh here!” {Reader} said as he grabbed the paper out of the Trickster’s hands and started writing on the photo.

“There! Now you know who is who!” {Reader} exclaimed happily as he held the now labeled pictures of the three towards the Trickster.

“Why thank you dear~” Trickster dragged out his words as he grabbed the paper and stood up.

“Follow me, we got to bring you back to camp at some point.” The adult male laughed, {Reader} giving him a confused look as he followed behind.

“Camp?”

Trickster proceeded to explain that after the trial, they would arrive back into the forest of “the safe realm” where if anyone hurts anyone, they get punished, and that there were two campsites in the “safe realm’s” forest.

One for killers, like him, and one for survivors.

“You’ll go to the survivor one.”

“Why?”

“Cause you’re a survivor.”

“But.. you were nice to me, so I wanna go with you!” {Reader} said as he stopped following Trickster and stomped his foot.

Trickster laughed nervously.

Please tell me this kid wasn’t about to throw a tantrum.

‘Come on, come on…. Think, dammit! Think!’ The Trickster cursed at himself. He didn’t know how to handle kids! Much less an upset one!!

“Uh- well you could always just come to the killer camp when you want..” Trickster paused.

Did he just tell a child… A CHILD, that they could COME TO THE KILLERS CAMPSITE WHENEVER HE WANTED?????

“Really?! Yay! Thank you uh…. Is your real name Trickster?”

“Hmm?~ Of course not! It’s just a flashy nickname!” Trickster smiled.

“Oh.. so what do I call you?”

“Trickster?” The Trickster said, questioning the child.

“Oh! Do you wanna call me by something different? Is that it?” {Reader} only nodded in reply.

Trickster laughed at the child, such a weird little thing he was.

“Hmmm Ji-Ji sound good to you kid? It’s as close as you’ll get to my real name” Trickster said as he held back a laugh.

{Reader} nodded vigorously.

“Alright then kiddo,” Trickster started as he began to hear the hatch, “what about you, ya haven’t told me your name ya know, I can just keep calling you dear and kid after all.”

{Reader}’s eyes sparkled slightly once again “{Reader}!”

“Well then {Reader}, you see that thing?” Trickster said as he knelt down a bit “that’s the hatch, it’s another escape you can use, you got that?”

{Reader} nodded.

“You go through there, I’ll see you soon alright? Just go to the survivor campsite, I’ll come get you after awhile so you won’t be lonely.” As Trickster said this {Reader} nodded quickly, a toothy smiley adorned his face as he did so.

“Okay! Bye Ji-Ji!!” {Reader} shouted as he waved and jumped into the hatch.

Black taking over the Tricksters vision.

He’d have to explain to the other killers about the new survivor situation, but that wasn’t his first priority.

His first priority is seeing if the Entity would get him that damned coat.

——

Entity’s Records:

——

New Offering:

Child’s Autograph

-strengthens the heart, allowing the killer to perform actions such as vaulting, damaging gens, and breaking pallets 5% faster

#x male reader #x reader #dbd fanfic #dbd x male reader #dbd x reader #dead by daylight #x child reader #trickster x reader #ji woon hak x reader

[jihyoruri]

YOU ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE!

since you recently gave a sneak peak of the next wow!yn fic, it's obvious that chaewon is NERVOUS. from your previous works, she's known to be visibly flustered a lot, so I imagine her to be super fidgety too

like she is awkward, hands behind her back, playing with her fingers and everything, and when she and yn make eye contact, she just looks at everywhere BUT her.

she pays attention to her former members' needs, attending to them, but when it comes to yn? girlie just goes quiet, yet does her thing anyway

of course, since yunjin already noticed her leader's unusual behaviour, I'm guessing she doesn't pry until wony, yn, and yujin leave, so that they could talk about privately.

and once they do, THIS is where yunjin teases chaewon, because she's already figured out her predicament by now. a knowing look and smirk on her face, and she could only laugh when chaewon screamed and stuttered at her to go away

that's all🫶 love you aurelia!! thank you for your hard work

AND THEN KAZUHA COMES OUT. just kidding. or maybe no— *gets taken away*

AHHHHHHH THE LONG ASKS OUR BACK I LOVE THEM

THIS WAS GOOD you got chaewon down to a tea 😭

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[kawaiidoodles95-blog]

The Stranger Stampy Circus: Chapter 2

The second chapter of a long series I am making!

NOTICE: This is 11+! Throughout this story, there will be light mentions of blood, death, war, darker humor, and violence. While nothing here is explicit, if this bothers you in any way, keep on moving. Trust me. I won't be mad.

AN: I am making this not only on here but on google docs. This is a crossover between Stranger Things, Stampy's Lovely World, The Amazing Digital Circus, and Wonka. Each chapter will have a name of one of the characters (or main POV's I refer to them as,) and whoever's name is on the chapter title is the person narrating the chapter.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy TSSC!

Chapter 2: Vecna

I looked at the five strange people in front of me. One was an orange cat with green eyes, white boots, and a diamond sword. Next to him on his right was a reindeer with pink overalls and blood red eyes. Next to them was I guess the most normal of the group, a human girl with black hair and an outfit that I think might be inspired off of imperial Chinese clothing. To the orange cat’s left was a beaver with diamond clothes and an elephant who had golden pants. 

“Damn,” I said, “You guys must be rich.” The orange cat shook their head. “No. By the way, my name is Stampy,” he said. “I am Polly,” said the reindeer. The human just gave a good confused look at me and said, “Vee…va?” I think she was confused because I look human… except for the fact that I am covered with vines and have a giant flipping claw. “My name is William,” added the Beaver. “I…am…Fizzy,” the elephant cried, choking on tears in between words. 

“What’s wrong with that one?” I asked Stampy, pointing at the Elephant. “He has an addiction to cookies, and he has been deprived of them for hours,” Stampy explained to me. “I can tell. Anyways, I am Vecna, and welcome to the Upside Down. I rule this place,” I explained. “What kind of stupid name is that?” Veeva asked. “Which name? My kingdom or my name,” I asked back. “Uhm, both,” she said. “Trust me, Ma’am, I agree. But some D&D obsessed teenagers called it that, and now my script says I have to call it that,” I frowned. 

“So… what is this place?” Fizzy asked. “And are there cookies here?” 

I sighed. “No, Fizzy, there aren’t cookies. “Then what use are you to me?!” He cried. “Would you like to be alive?” I asked him. He nodded quickly and then shut up. 

Oh boy, I thought, I was in for a treat.

I led them inside of my castle, and showed them around. “While you stay here, guys, just… don’t touch anything,” I explained. They all quietly nodded in agreement. “Good. Anyhow, I hope you enjoy your stay, you will be here for a while,” I said. I smacked a wall, and a hidden door opened up. I heard a few “oooh”’s and “ahhh”’s coming from the group. “Thanks for the rooms,” Stampy said while looking at the beds. I just shrugged. “No problem I guess.”

That night, I went up to my best friend, Moriss. “New guests?” He asked. “Yeah, new guests,” I said. “We keep getting those. We first had the Squishmallows, and now we have these furries-” Moriss started. “They aren’t furries… I don’t think, but they sure are freaks of nature if I do say so myself,” I said. “Henry, do you realize what you look like?” He responded. “Right. I shouldn’t be so judgmental. I guess we should all be accepting, it’s why I made the Upside Down a town in the first place,” I smiled, looking out the window.

-+*~*+-

The next morning, I heard the LOUDEST screaming coming from Stampy’s room. I raced downstairs, burst the door open, and ran inside. “Uhm, what’s going on?” I asked. “We are having a pillow fight,” Fizzy grinned. “WHY IN GOD’S NAME WERE YOU SCREAMING?” I cried. “Don’t blame us,” Veeva said, “Fizzy was mostly screaming. We kept telling him to stop, but he wouldn’t.” I just shook my head in disbelief. “You guys are insane,” I frowned. I just walked back upstairs to sleep just a bit more.

“AHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHH!”

“FIZZY! KEEP IT DOWN! “I WANT COOKIES!”

This was gonna be a long day.

#henry creel #vecna/henry/001 #stranger things #mothman #stampy cat #polly reindeer #veeva dash #william beaver #fizzy elephant #monsters #dark fanfiction #fanfic #crossover #stampy’s lovely world #stampylonghead

[mattypattypinky]

Heyyyyyy… 😏😏

So. I hear you have an abnormally high white blood cell count?? That’s pretty neat. Your body must be the perfect temperature for multiplying phagocytes.

ANYWAY. I’m glad you’re doing ok!! You really worried me for a sec, you know?? I’m sure I coulda fixed you up myself. A rolling vein isn’t THAT hard to find. Doctors are nerds anyway. I could do better.

I wanted to let you know I’m proud of you, though. That kinda thing would be scary for anyone. Hell, even I’d have been panicking, and I’m, like, the single toughest dude alive. When I DO make it off the moon, which I WILL, I’ll come down juuuust for you. You can move in with me! My bed gets cold at night anyways. Can’t wait to see you again (in cinemas on December 22nd).

I love you. Kisses!! Mwah, mwah!! This is a text post, so you can’t get me back 😈

~ V

Ps. I wanted to run my latest evil, villainous plot by you as well. So, basically, I replace every single one of the seals at sea world with your dad. We just, like, take him in the middle of the night and plop him in there. I think it’d be hilarious.

AHHHHHHH!!! YOU GOT ME CRYING AND SCREAMING ON CALL! ; i started frying.

HI VEFTTLR

hi bector

VECTOR😩😩😩😩

OJ MY GOD I LOVE YOU SO NUCH?!?!!? im crying.. 😭😭😭 HIS IS GONNA KILL ME!! MY HEART PALPITATIONS AINT GONNA KILL ME BUT U MIGHT😒😒😒

yeah the doctors DID say I have alot of white blood cells isn't that cool 😒

ALSO DID YIU JUST PROMOTE YOIR SHORT IN MY ASK BOX? GOODBYE😭😭😭😭 ✋ in theaters DECEMBER 22 🤓🤓🤓!!!

I LOVE THAT VILLAIN PLOT SM WE SHILD DO IT 👉👈 BAHAHAHAHAHA

kiss kiss!! U can't escape this bc its over text😒

AHAHSHEJJEKEJEJW IN SO HAPPY😭😭😭😭

#mattypattypinkyposts #🦈🌙 #f/o love letter #f/o letter #mooned #vector perkins #f/o community #romantic f/o #self ship #selfship letter #self ship letter #fictional other #HE LOVES ME SO MUCH HE SENT ME A LETTER FROM THE MOON!!!!! #THANK YOJ SM #ill cry sm rn

[luckydragon10]

Hello Nemi 💞

I hope this ask finds you in a good health!

Before I start screaming about the chapter (whew and i have some very incoherent, illegible thoughts about it) let me thank you.

Thank you for launching this delight of a ghost ship, thank you for writing this story that was so kind and loving and let Tay hurt and let him heal in his own time.

I am so grateful I could be here for every update and although the story still will have more fics written it is technically completed so, I'm glad to be here for the end.

I have told you many times how I love and appreciate how you let Tay heal and become his own person here but what I really love is how by loving Tay you made him love himself too, you gave him all this space of love for him and it can be felt in every scene, how just beloved he is, not only by the characters but also by the writer and idk it just makes me want to hug you very badly.

I appreciate how you handled the theme of first and last loves. Because the fic was mostly about it. About Tay getting over his first love, Kinn getting to be with his first love and Porsche the lucky bastard having two of those.

No but I love how they are presented

Like Porsche with the sweetness of the first loves, of both that intense burning and the comfortable quiet love. He gets the privilege of never knowing how if feels to get over one.

And then Kinn with his first love being Tay (i love that it's not Tawan, like YEAH FUCK HIM EVEN FURTHER), it's that feeling of almost sometimes at the beginning, the kind of love that could have been, the first one, the experience that shaped you and stayed with you, a love that is always sort of there even if both of you move on to another people because there is always a part of you that belongs to that person, a kind of love that you gave a part of your heart to and never took it back

And then Tay with his learning how to move past his first love. The love that shaped him for so long and I cannot just tell you how much I cried at the Time-Tay talk because I'm so proud of Tay for coming along so far. Cycles are so fucking hard to break and I'm glad he broke this one, he deserves it.

So yeah, I laughed, I screamed and I cried to this story and I loved every part of it, thank you for writing it Nemi 💞

Now onto my incoherent thoughts (today we have less because honestly I cannot state how much mind blowing this smut was)

First, all the love for Yok and Yok-Tay interaction was not something i thought i needed but i got anyway and I'm so fucking glad I did because oh my god, give me more please

Also yes YOK DESERVES ALL THE SONS

Second,

NEMI YOU KINKY LITTLE DEMON I LOVE YOU

Just the possessive Kinn, the needy Porsche, the teasing ahhhhhhh

Like I loved the idea of Porsche and Kinn telling Tay what they are up to

Oh also the make-up scene - doing someone's make up can be such a personal and horny thing and we should really embrace it more

Also I loved the mention of every date 🥺

And oh my, when you got Porsche to dirty talk in the car I was like !!!!!!

And then Kinn tying Porsche up and oh my god just Porsche being only able to watch I'm 🥴🤤

Tay getting just all the love poured into him as he deserved was what I absolutely needed

OH MY GOD TAY SANDWICH LIKE THAT IMAGE WILL LIVE WITH ME FOREVER

TAY FUCKING PORSCHE, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

I just ahhhhh enzisjsjsn

I am so very- just

Not articulate about this chapter but good fucking delicious smut, I loved it, it was emotional and loving and kinky and hot ahhh 💕💞💓

Anyway thank you for writing this chapter!

I hope you have a good day/night Nemi 💞

The fic in question: Last Loves

👉👈🥺You're welcome, but let me assure you, no thanks are needed. I just reaaallly wanted this OT3 to be a thing and to share fun stuff with people, and I'm SO ridiculously gratified that some people hopped on the ship! Besides, every fandom deserves an especially strong OT3.

And yessss, I adore Tay and just wanted to give him some space to come into his own! He's been hurting a lot time, and honestly he needed to get out long ago, and he kept making the choice not to leave. But I didn't want to punish him or Time for their bad choices -- I just want them to grow.

I appreciate how you handled the theme of first and last loves.

Funny thing, but when I was in the middle of writing Last Loves, I came across a post somewhere that ranted that not enough fic writers tackle non-first-love relationships. And I was like... heh. I got this.

And everything you describe about the relationships is SOOO GOOD. I like threesomes that feel whole, complete, and like each relationship stands on its own merit. Thank you for digging into how I decided to present the relationships in Last Loves!

Haha, Yok's non-advice to Tay. 🤣 You know, sometimes the best "advice" is just sympathy/empathy.

And MUAHAHAHAHA, yessss, very much with the kinkiness in chapter 4. 😍 I just wanted to have some fun with it.

As for the makeup scene, that was actually requested by @iffervescent, so you have her to thank for it!

Hehe, I like the idea that with Kinn and Porsche, Tay is going to discover how much he loves the switch life. Because sometimes you want a little of this, and sometimes you want a little of that, right?!

THANK YOU FOR YOUR DETAILED READ-REACT, DOM! ILU

#nemi answers #kinnporsche #kinnporsche fanfic #my fanfic #kinnportay #last loves kp fanfic #kp tay

[moondirti]

The latest chapter was just ugggggggh (turns into a puddle at your feet)

I am still struggling to form the proper words but please just know it was so so good. Those soft little moment scattered here and there, perfection. The toe curling smut that had me screaming, I’m dead.

The way you write their interactions/banter is just so natural and it’s taken for granted how hard that can be to do sometimes but you make it seem so effortless. Cannot wait to see where you take this story, just know I am here for the ride baby!

Xx

im crying. straight up- sobbing tearing my hair out ahhhhhhh

I really didnt know whether the mild fluff would feel unearned but im so glad yall liked it anyway. Soft Miguel is something i would die for and i really just wanted to indulge for a bit

thank u so so much angel<3 comments like these truly motivate me to boundless ends. anytime im in a slump or feel awful about my work, i just come back to reassure myself with them. love you!

#༄dee answers #animalic #darling anons

[forthewomenonly]

hii!

hru? i hope your having a good day/evening/afternoon so far!

whats your favourite scream film and favourite character from it? (if you have one?) and/or, what's your favourite song?

mine has to probably be sidney from the first scream and for the song i think mine is Oh ft. Ludacris by Ciara

love 🛍️

Hi honey, today was rough tbh. Hope yours is going well! I LOVE LOVE LOVE THE SCREAM FRANCHISE, could, would, and have, talked about it for hours. You're in for it now anon. The first one has an air of nostalgia to it, not to mention it's a classic. Scream two is so underrated and I personally really like it. Scream 3 wasn't my favourite as I thought the script writing and cinematography left something to be desired, however the plot was incredible and important for pre Scream 1 context. Scream 4 was good as it was released much later than the original trilogy, film quality and visual components were enhanced. Also the motive for Jill I thought was really cool, the whole wanted fame after living in Sid's shadow all her life. Not to mention that she was incredibly clever and almost got away with it. Scream 5 was good bc Amber, Tara, and Sam obviously. The motives were garbage in my opinion but the visual gore components to the movie was cool, I also liked the shift of the franchise from Ghostfaces perpetually onto Sid moving on to Sam for being a Loomis. SPEAKING OF SAMANTHA LOOMIS-CARPENTER, I love that Sam is Billy's daughter and gets targeted for it. Leading into Scream 6, Tara and Sam regrowing their relationship after Sam left Tara pre scream 5 has me sobbing. "I wanna be in your life...but only as much as you want me to be." AND THEN TARA'S IMMEDIATE "I want you to be." AHHHHHHH THEIR RELATIONSHIP IS SO SO IMPORTANT TO ME. Anyway yeah the plot of 6 was okay, the whole family revenge for Richie was cool. And the cinematography was good. This is only a sneak peak I have so much more to say... This is all but a brief summary of my Scream opinions :) I'm so sorry for sending such a long response 😭

@xiihyunn when you're able to log back into tumblr please let me tell you about my extensive film opinions 🙏

#ask #🛍️anon #i'm not a nerd I promise...

[littlemisslol-fic]

Not to continue screaming in your askbox but FUCKING QUIRIN!!!! I FORGOT TO TOUCH ON HOW FUCKING BRILLIANT YOUR USE, OR MORE TECHNICALLY BRILLIANT LACK THEREOF, OF QUIRIN IN SILENT OPERA!!! His only spoken lines are in the first bit before Landis or the song or anything like that is a problem. Once problems start arising, Quirin is only mentioned a couple of times and even when he's "on screen," he has no dialogue. He's just kind of not there. BECAUSE VARIAN WON'T LET HIM BE JUST LIKE HUGO WON'T LET VARIAN BE THERE BY SINGING FOR HIM!!! HOur bois are jagged in all the matching ways, Hugo keeping himself silent and Varian keeping his loved ones silent!!! Come to think of it, I can barely remember any interactions between Varian and people other than Landis and Hugo ie the problems. SERIOUSLY SUCH FUCKING BRILLIANT WRITING HOLY SHIT

RJGJSJFJF AHHHHHHH 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Okay 100%, cards on the table, that was intentional!! Varian is the type, to me, to push people away a lot. When he knows he's in a bind he'll push people back going "EVERYTHING IS FINE DONT WORRY" and hoping he can stamp out the fire before someone notices!! Dudes got trouble asking for help!! Or even accepting help when it's offered!!

I absolutely think that in the context of SO Quirin would have, at one point, sat Varian down and given him the basic "even if you don't have a Soulmate I just want you to be happy" kind of talk, and for Varian to know that a match with Landis is very much *not* going to do that.... well, it would break Quirin’s heart!! Like I said, songless people at a young age are pretty rare so they almost always end up as either a social pariah or in an arranged marriage--so 100% that's what Quirin would fear for Varian. AND!!! LOOK WHAT ALMOST HAPPENED!!

So a very long and convoluted story short, absolutely Quirin is *Sir Not Appearing in this Film* because of that. Same reason Varian keeps pushing Rapunzel away, same reason he pushes Hugo away at the start. He's turtling HARD and hoping he can fix things himself.

But you're right that's a thing that Varigo have in common. Hugo's more brash and aggressive about it (I don't need people, everyone sucks except for me, they won't understand anyways) but that's absolutely what he's doing. They both tend to shove others away in either fear or panic and it shoooowsssss

They both get small moments with Raps, but you're right that by the end they've learned to lean on others through leaning on each other. They!!! Work together!!! And get through stuff together!!! Let people help you you fucking idiots!!! And that's why at the end Varian especially let's rapunzel (and Eugene) take the wheel and lets go of the urge to try to fix everything on his own. He learns to focus on his own wellbeing for more than a passing thought!!! He learns to be a little selfish when it matters!!

I'm glad that came through tbh!! I was worried it was kind of unnoticed under all of hugos whining shfjdjdd which wouldn't be the end of the world but I try hard to make sure that there's always little tidbits of underlying angles for people to pick up either on a second reading or just in general!!

THANK U FOR SAYING SO THO DUDE!!! I'm so glad you had fun with it ❤️❤️❤️