#but oof if they don't pack a punch into it

[mj-iza-writer]

My first attempt at Living Weapon Whumpee, and writing a fight scene.

Whumpee had accompanied Caretaker to the bank. They had to do a large withdrawal, and Whumpee's protective instincts wouldn't take no for an answer. Caretaker had given up.

Whumpee stood right behind Caretaker, constantly watching their surroundings.

They watched as three people entered the bank. Whumpee instantly felt they were trouble, they tried to warn Caretaker, but they had already stepped up to the teller.

Whumpee stepped up with their back to Caretaker, watching for the first move. They sighed, am I the only one noticing this. They eyed a guard who walked by one of the trouble makers.

"Honestly", Whumpee whispered.

"Did you say something Whumpee?", Caretaker turned.

"There is a problem, we should hurry", Whumpee spoke to them over the shoulder, not taking their eyes off of the three.

Like clock work it started. All three pulled weapons, and started making demands. Everyone started to scream and panic. Most had already fallen to the ground.

Caretaker turned, "Whumpee don't do anything, you haven't healed yet. You'll hurt yourself and we'll have to start all over", Caretaker started to kneel to the ground, grabbing Whumpee by the shoulder and pulling them down as well.

"I promise I will try my best", Whumpee frowned.

One of the guys started towards Caretaker.

"You look like you had some money coming out", they yelled.

The other two started to rush the other tellers.

"Don't", Whumpee spoke calmly.

"Hand it over, and no one gets hurt", the person continued while pointing the gun towards Caretaker.

Caretaker started to hand over the money as quickly as possible.

"Don't", Whumpee stated this time a smile crept onto their face, this person was in a good spot.

"What are you mumbling about?", the guy now pointed the gun at Whumpee.

Caretaker sighed.

Whumpee quickly grabbed the gun and swept kicked the guy off their feet. They quickly crouched on top of them. One hit, knocked out.

The guys came running to assist, and we're met with Whumpee's smirk. Whumpee quickly checked the chamber of the gun. They smiled, this was too easy.

He threw the gun towards the one and kicked the abdomen of the other. He then tackled the one to the ground punched a few times and had almost knocked him out when.

BBBAAANNNGGG!!!!!

Whumpee turned with a stunned look on their face, the other gun wasn't loaded. They thought everyone's gun was unloaded.

They stood and turned to the one who had shot, "I guess that's what I get for thinking", Whumpee spoke sarcastically. "I'm sorry Caretaker."

"I just shot you. Why aren't you down?" the person frowned and stepped back.

"After the hell I've been through, one bullet doesn't make a difference", Whumpee stepped towards them threateningly, "I've looked like Swiss cheese at least once", another step forward.

The person aimed the gun, and fired again.

Whumpee let out a grunt.

"Shit"

Whumpee ran at the guy.

One more bullet, aimed right for the knee. Thankfully Whumpee just got grazed by that, but that one sucked the worst.

Whumpee tackled the guy to the ground, they weren't much of a fighter though.

"No wonder you got the loaded gun", they grinned at the unconscious body.

The crowd erupted in cheers and appreciation.

Whumpee stepped towards Caretaker but fell to the ground. The adrenaline quickly went out, their blood loss caught up with them.

Caretaker was instantly by them.

"You are an idiot", Caretaker complained, as they packed the wounds in prep for the hospital ride.

The police and first responders were starting to run in.

"I guess it's good I came with you today", Whumpee smiled.

Caretaker tightened the tourniquet.

"Oof", Whumpee moaned.

Caretaker roled their eyes, "stay here, you move an inch, you're dead."

Whumpee nodded, scared to defy Caretaker again.

Caretaker went to talk to the police and show their ID. This gave them and Whumpee a pass.

Caretaker worked for the district and told them their witness testimony would be filed later, they needed to stay with Whumpee.

A paramedic had been called over as well to help Whumpee get loaded into the ambulance.

"Whumpee you are going to ride in the truck, I'm following in my car", Caretaker stood by Whumpee as they were about to be loaded, "please do not fight them on anything medical they do during the ride, I will meet you at the hospital."

Whumpee agreed, "Caretaker did you even get a chance to get the money?"

"Don't worry about it", Caretaker stated while walking away.

Whumpee watched out of the back window during the ride. They had lost Caretaker at a light though, and Whumpee was fighting panic.

"It's okay", one of the medics noticed their blood pressure and heart rate had gone up, they tried to comfort, "like they said, they will meet you at the hospital."

Whumpee nodded, but not knowing where Caretaker was was making them nervous.

Whumpee started to get restless.

"You need to stay calm", one of the medics held onto them.

"Strap them in, they can't get up", the driver yelled.

The straps held down Whumpee. They fought against them and against blacking out.

They started to scream, the straps were bringing back memories of dark rooms and pain.

The medics panicked, which in turn made Whumpee even worse.

The ambulance hurried into the hospital.

Caretaker ran up to the vehicle, they had been nervous when they loss sight of the vehicle. They managed to find a quick route to get there. They wanted to cry when the doors opened, and they saw Whumpee.

Whumpee whimpered when they saw Caretaker, "help me."

Caretaker's heart sank with that request.

"Those straps need to come off now", Caretaker yelled over Whumpee's yelling and the chaos.

"We can't do that, they were trying to stand", one the workers called out.

"They won't try again, they were nervous when they loss sight of me", Caretaker watched Whumpee fight, "they are having a PTSD attack."

The medics stopped to listen.

"They are a victim of senseless abuse, and was used as a living weapon", Caretaker continued, "those straps are giving them flashbacks, you need to take them off, they won't get up again. They will listen to me, I just need to stay with them."

"Start removing the straps", one of them started.

Caretaker walked around to Whumpee head.

"Whumpee I need you to look at me", Caretaker spoke calmly, "the straps are being removed, look you can move your hands."

Whumpee lifted their hands, they were taking short, quick breaths.

"Whumpee I need you to focus. You are not there anymore, you are with me now. I won't let them hurt you anymore", Caretaker gently carded Whumpee's hair, "do you trust me Whumpee?"

Whumpee shook, their breathing still short and quick.

"Mmm", Whumpee managed to say through their breaths.

"We need to get them in, their heart rate is at a bad level for all of that blood loss. They could have a serious problem", a doctor who had come out stated.

"I need them to get out if this panic attack first, if you take them in there like this, I won't be able to control them", Caretaker looked at the doctor, "I know what I'm doing."

Whumpee kept a constant eye on Caretaker, they blinked several times, and tried to regain their composure.

Caretaker turned their attention back to Whumpee, and noticed the blinking.

"Okay Whumpee, I see you trying to get out of it, your breathing is still quick, but okay", Caretaker continued, "okay Whumpee can you trust me?"

"Y-yes yes controller", Whumpee stuttered.

"Controller?", the doctor questioned.

"They were trained to be a human super weapon, they were used and abused in wars that we will never know about", Caretaker explained, "a controller was someone who had controlled and trained the human weapons, unfortunately I had to take on that role for Whumpee because of how dangerous they are. They need someone they trust, someone who knows how to talk them down. I am their caregiver first and would never use them as a weapon, but I still have to take this role seriously."

Whumpee still kept their eyes on Caretaker. They had gained some composure back. They took a few deep breaths.

"Okay, I have their attention", Caretaker looked over Whumpee, "this ID gives me permission to stay with them at all times. Since they are in this state I need to be in their line of sight at all times."

"Why?", one of the medics asked.

"They are not relaxed. If they were relaxed, I can be in my Caretaker role", Caretaker frowned, "I am on controller duty, that is what they are recognizing me as. They will count on me to get them through this."

"That doesn't make sense", the doctor complained, "you are making them sound like a dog."

"Well their are similarities yes", Caretaker agreed, "unfortunately this is their dynamic they need. You can either deal with that, or I'll request a new doctor. My ID gives me that permission as well."

"I've been given this case though", the doctor argued.

"I will do what's best for Whumpee, I will not allow you to judge their situation", Caretaker frowned.

"And yet they have three bullet holes in them", the doctor retorted, "your making them miss medical attention."

"I'd make your choice quickly then", Caretaker frowned.

"Ok we do this your way", the doctor hurried, concerned for the patient.

Caretaker walked along side the gurney through the halls. He was careful to stay in Whumpee's vision.

The truth was they didn't even know the full job of a controller, and only got by out of crossed fingers and hope.

Whumpee had tried to explain it several times, to no avail.

Whumpee kept a constant eye on Caretaker as the medical team worked quickly, most shocked they were still alive.

Caretaker frowned, "I wish I could give them what they require of me, I don't know if that would help them or not."

#whump community #whump stuff #whump writing #whump ideas #whumpee #whump #whump scenario #whumper #caretaking #human weapon whump #living weapon whumpee

[morallyinept]

HAPPY SUNDAY LOVELIES! 🖤

Ooof what a week. Busy with work, but I'm on vacation again next week, woo! Plenty of time to write, and catch up on my reading list and I can't wait. 🤗

The weather has turned over the last two weeks here where I live in the UK, and it's very rainy and cold, so I'm looking forward to snuggling up with warm fuzzy socks and hot chocolate on the regular. 😍

So without further ado, let's crack on with this week's Whip Round.

Jack, will you do the honours?

Catch up on last week here, sugar

☆ Things I've posted this week

Five Days - Chapter 8 - I honestly don't want this series to end... But we're getting into the thick of it now. Thank you for all the love for Joel & Reader. 🖤

Thrash Metal - Dieter Bravo One Shot. Thots about a pierced Dieter birthed this and I am not sorry.

The Bow Tie - Dieter Bravo GIFLET

Self-Care With Dieter & Jett focused on loss this week. It was a bit of a heavy subject, but two special guests, Agent Whiskey & Marcus Moreno, stopped by to share their stories.

A Loving Ode To The Writers is my message to all the incredible writers out there in the fandom. And a big F you to all the haters.

This Week's Writer Wow shone the spotlight on my fellow Ezra bae @sp00kymulderr whom I just adore for so many reasons. And you will too, go give them a follow if you're not already. 🖤

☆ Things I'm currently working on

I've teased out my next series after Five Days to some of my friends on Discord this week - teehee... 🤭 Stay tuned for it coming in January.

Got a couple of one shots on the go and as always plenty more GIFLETS to come.

☆ Things I've read this week

I've book marked quite a lot to read and catch up on this week. I'm planning on catching up with some of my favourite writers too next week whilst I am off work.

Some fics that stood out to me this week were:

Be Good, Be Quiet - @undercoverpena Jo mentioned that she wasn't so innocent this week, and after reading this, she's absolutely right. 😜 Holy smokes, this was super hot and made me all up in my sexy Joel feels! Oof. Check it out, it will not disappoint! Innocent my ass, Jo... pfffft. 😉

Sub!Frankie & Bondage - @swiftispunk I had the biggest grin on my face reading this and if you've read it too, you'll know why. Good God this was excellent and packed so much punch! 🔥

Letterman Jacket - @fuckyeahdindjarin I've had this Javi P fic saved on my TBR for a while and am kicking myself I haven't read it sooner because it is utterly divine. Still thinking about that damn jacket now... 😍

Dry Run - @chronically-ghosted Once again, Taylor knocks it well and truly out of the park, this time with Javi P dancing with you. And I couldn't be more enthused or enthralled reading this. It's a scorcher. 🥵

Hoofbeats - @psychedelic-ink I'm a sucker for this pairing of Joel & Whiskey, and this story was exceptionally good with the imagery and feels. I absolutely loved it. 🥰

All these fics and more will be added to my Pedro Character Fic Rec List too.

Just want to give a shoutout to this post too from @fuckyeahpaperco by @fuckyeahdindjarin who makes stunning, and I mean STUNNING Pedro stationary. I can't wait to get my hands on some, been eyeing those post-its! I will be treating myself for sure. Perfect little stocking fillers in time for Christmas too! 🎄

☆ What have I been watching/listening to this week?

I caught up on some Pedro Podcasts this week whilst at work, some of them I hadn't actually listened to in full before...

I've made a playlist putting them all together, and it also includes Pedro's episode on Motherhacker. So, please feel free to click on and have a listen for yourself if you haven't.

My absolute favourite has to be the Talk Art Podcast. Hearing Pedro talk about art he loves is phenomenal.

☆ What have I been up to this week?

Working, and squeezing in some reading and writing. The weather hasn't been too great here for hiking the last two weeks, so I'm itching to get out this week and go for a hike if I can, stretch the ol' legs.

I hope you guys have had a great week and are enjoying the weekend. That wraps it up for this week so I'll catch you on the next Whip Round.

Stay kind, stay creamy. Let's skedaddle, Jack. 🖤

🖤

#jett's weekly whip round #agent whiskey #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #agent whiskey jack daniels #fic recs #week in review #Spotify

[carsonian]

Cap-IM Rec Week: Golden Oldies Thursday

@cap-ironman, Thursday, I don't care about you. . .

"The Last Love Song of Anthony E. Stark" by jibrailis

After contracting an Asgardian virus, Tony starts forgetting things. And people. And Steve.

jibrailis is an all-time G but still underrated to me. Super well-written with achey breaky core. It's like a very fudgey chocolate-chip cookie.

"Love among the Hydrothermal Vents" by DevilDoll (@devildoll)

In which Namor has a thing for Steve, an octopus has a thing for Tony, and Steve and Tony eventually have a thing for each other.

You've gots to laugh. I mean, read the summary. YES, it's that fun. Like...c'mon. You either get the vision or you don't. FYI, I do.

"almeno tu nell'universo" by silkspectred (@silkspectred)

Tony drives off. Well, he wants to. But he can’t. Because. Steve Rogers is in front of his car. Steve fucking Rogers. Is in front of Tony’s fucking car.

This fic is a love letter to Italy and I'm hanging onto each word down to the proverbial postscript. THE reconciliation fic. Crazie to realise how long ago CA:CW and the accompanying fandom wankery was, but this fic is the gift that keeps on giving.

"Power and Paradox" by The_Kinky_Pet (@ms-meredith-milton)

“Billionaire, genius, engineer, philanthropist, submissive.  Yeah, submissive.  Any questions?” OR Yet another BDSM-AU.

HUGE fic. Worth every word. Coffee, Star Trek, world-building. Oof. This fic has it all. It packs a punch. A spiked punch. You'll be tipsy and dancing with your crush in no time.

"A Cabin in the Woods" by nightwalker

It was supposed to be a relaxing vacation, a chance for them to spend some time as a couple and work out some of the kinks in their relationship. That was before everything got weird.

Horror junkie here and yeah, um, the best horror fic ever. I ate this up and would eat it up again. The tension is inescapable and the writing is superbly subtle. Genuine mastery of the form.

"If You Never Say Your Name Out Loud To Anyone" by theladyingrey42 (@thefangirlingrey)

Sometimes, Steve has panic attacks. Or at least he used to. Nowadays, he mostly just has conversations with Tony Stark.

Thursday, you will forever be the middle child but today I give you respect, I give you love and most importantly, I give you fic.

Go forth: SteveTony lovers, fuckers, ambassadors, champions, perverts, freaks, losers, dreamers, legends! Read, re-read, kudo, comment, spread legs and spread love.

#capimrecweek #golden oldies thursday #stevetony #fic recs #stevetony fic recs

[xplrvibes]

I am so sorry, guys. I intended in getting to the asks about Kat's songs but then I accidentally fell asleep 🤣.

It's been a chaotic day/week/month and I am old lol.

Anyway, I have many asks about it and the general consensus seems to be that the song itself was good, but didn't pack as much of a punch as people thought. I'm going to just make this one big blanket post with my thoughts because that's probably just easier.

Also, I am putting my thoughts behind a cut. If you are a person who does not want to hear about this, or if you are a person who doesn't want to hear any criticism towards someone you stan, do NOT click the read more. Keep it moving.

So, the song itself is...fine, I guess. I'm not a huge fan of this genre of music, so I wasn't expecting to be blown away by it from a musical standpoint (and I wasn't). I do think that more can be done from a technical aspect to mix her vocals in better so they are legible (cause they are NOT), but that is a production issue and not a Kat issue. I do want to say that I slowed the song down to .5 speed to try and decipher the lyrics and wow, it lowkey kind of rocked at .5. Very, very grungy sounding 🤣.

Anyway, the song itself was fine. I feel like they were going for an Abril Lavigne or even Paramore type vibe, which is cool. 🤷‍♀️

The elephant in the room of this song is the lyrics, and Sam, and Sam and Kat.

First of all - maybe I'm hard of hearing, but boy were those lyrics hard to decipher lol. I still don't know what the hell is being said in the chorus (in fact, anyone who can tell me what is said right after "how nice of you" wins a prize), which was part of why it took so damn long for me to get to these asks.

I don't know if the problem is the mixing of the lyrics with the music, or if there isn't enough enunciation when they are actually being recorded, but wow.

Anyway, the lyrics. Look, I know that a lot of people were expecting a full-scale evisceration, but let's be honest - that was never gonna happen lol. I think this was about as far as it was going to go.

There are a few biting lines -

the cry on cue line: this was especially of note to me because it validated something I said back when that break up video came out, which was that those were crocodile tears. I took heat for saying it then but sorry- it's true. Man cries and does shit in videos on purpose for attention sometimes. He's always been doing it, and probably will continue to do it. If I'm allowed now to critique him as a person without kicking up some drama, I'd say it's his middle child syndrome mixed with a pinch of narcissism and some insecurity to boot that causes that. But I probably can't say that, so I won't 😂.

The 50/50 like a teenager line: I need an explanation for this one. Was this multi-millionaire, 2 (soon to be 3) Mansion owning, self-driving tesla having rich guy making his much less financially well off girlfriend split every bill in half? Cause if so, he is both a cheap ass and kind of just an ass-ass lol. I'm sorry, but think about the absolute disparity in their income, and then think about the lifestyle he lives. Now imagine you are dating this man and he's taking you to Gordon Ramsey's kitchen and racking up an $800 bill on whiskey that comes out of a glass case and that fucking creepy ass beef wellington shit, and then the bill comes and he look at you and goes "halfsies?" I'd nut shot him. Fuck you, I could've gone to Red Robin and been just as fine. You wanna live bougie and you want my not-rich ass along for the ride? You're gonna have to pay the lionshare. Also - if I'm going to live in your house, and pay an equal share of the bills, you don't get to tell me that I have no say in decorating said house.

The "you sleep well cause she keeps her mouth shut" line: Oof. If I'm interpreting that right, she is saying she could very well destroy him with the shit she knows/shit he's done, but she won't. He's probably very lucky she isn't an Olivia Rodrigo/Taylor Swift type and this is as far as she went, judging by that line.

The tesla line: I think this is a dig at that day that Sam took K on the date to the LA Abandoned Zoo and then K posted an Instagram story in the tesla afterwards? I think? This could've been worded better, I feel, but if that's what she's digging at...double oof lol.

The 6 months line: 🤣🤣🤣. The amount of people that were shocked by the 6 months thing is really just proof positive that nobody stalks and dissects this man's moves the way they do Colby's, cause y'all had Colby and Ms Singer married after ONE DATE and talked about it ad nauseum for MONTHS and meanwhile, guess who was two steps behind him on said date? He and K were coupled up all through Halloween, dressing like Hailey and Justin Bieber, taking couples photos at the parties, but all I heard about was Ms Singer and the pool. Just saying 👏. Also, people can move on from shit whenever they want and however fast they want, but the people who were left behind and devastated and have to watch those people move on with lightning speed have every right to feel jilted about it, especially when the injured party took all the shit for the breakup and the other party was praised for being the sad reluctant hero in the whole thing.

I'm not dissecting the rest, cause the POV switches too much and I can never quite tell if she's talking about herself or K lol. But those lines were notable to me.

Overall...it was a good effort on Kat's part, and I can tell it has been therapeutic and cathartic. If anyone is upset about this cause you feel that Sam is being unfairly kicked down in this, I implore you to remember that this man enjoyed a full year of being able to freely say that he has been so much happier and more confident after breaking up with her, while she has gotten death threats for saying he blindsided her. She is allowed her day in court.

#asks #disclaimer: opinions are not law #corgi and yachtbach's excellent adventures

[madraleen]

The Promised Neverland - Kaiu Shirai/Posuka Demizu Vol.13-15: A complimenting commentary.

-oh yeah, that's too much kiddie reminiscence, yugo and lucas ain't making it out. they're gonna blow the place up like gilda threatened. that's my prediction

-oof i'm rooting for you guys, but it ain't looking good

-okay, not gilda's explosion, but an explosion all the same.

-one asset of this manga is that it can make the truly sad moments pack a punch. like the separation with norman, ray's intention to die, emma seeing yugo. they’re noticeably more effective than everything else. even if you don't care up to that point, they still make you sit up.

-ah yes the obligatory afterlife scene, nice

-oof, that was a lot. that was heavy.

-is it truly minerva?

-i'm sorry, mr minerva sent two kids that couldn't handle WILD demons to find us...? with no real protection...? that sounds irresponsible.

-hayato's design, i really like it

-i guess hayato is good at stealth but still, they were so powerless against wild demons, what is minerva or "minerva" teaching these kids. i guess not combat, but STILL, he sent them out there

-zazie killing the demons about to eat emma, what a great panel

-a town inside a tree, that's cool

-NORMAN?! also, lol, norman? he grew like three years more than the others. he's a young man (in appearance), and emma and ray are children.

-they've earned that hug, emma and norman, they've earned it so hard

-"oh, my left ear? i left it at the house." lmao, what a way to put it

-gosh, i remember so few names, it's such a huge cast, i'm sorry.

-yeah, i expected ray to hit norman :D

-aww bb ray crying <3

-experimenting on children? hayato a fast runner.

-dude, the babies hanging from the ceiling imagery, the experimented-on children. dark.

-is this the part where we clap for norman's exposition monologue? 'cause it was a good one. too good to be true even.

-aw ray, norman and emma falling asleep together, my heart

-ray with the questions, that's why i like ray. a voice of level-headedness, but not your typical aloofness. just more-aloof-than.

-yeah, see, that's nice, ray knowing what emma truly wants, because ray's lived with emma and grown with emma and seen emma grow for two years now, and norman hasn't

-the dynamic i'm getting is, norman and emma can cordially disagree, and norman won't back down but won't stop emma from doing her thing, and ray is emma's ride-or-die, so whatever emma says, he'll be beside her even if he doesn't quite agree, because he just can't let her face the risk alone

-this is interesting, because it's emma vs everyone and it's never been that way. it's always been emma WITH everyone.

-we stan a friend that meets you where you are, not where *he* is or where he thinks you should be (ray and emma, i'm talking about them).

-lol, not me following the 'how to draw ray' tutorial, lmao

-hm? i'm sorry, hm? barbara eats demon meat...?

-yeah, if emma hears of norman's plan, she'll blow a gasket. back-stabbing alliances. that's not emma stuff.

-hmmm, norman detaching himself from emma instead of opening up and hugging her back. hmmmmm. hm i say.

-ha, my prediction for cordial disagreement and emma and ray going on their separate mission was spot-on!

-okay, an imprisoned demon in norman's basement wasn't what i expected to see when zazie opened that door, niiice

-"that's not what the demons are like," barbara says, a panel away from transforming into a kimetsu no yaiba demon

-yeah, because no matter what, norman technically killed the mass farm kids, or let them die. even if he had no other choice, even if it was seen as merciful in comparison, their deaths are still by his actions and norman actually does have a conscience.

-i'm low-key curious to see how s2 of the anime screwed up as much as i've seen reported, bc the manga structure works really well.

#the promised neverland #the promised neverland manga #manga #manga commentary

[nonbigalmari]

[The following transcript was written by me (Mari Diaz) of a dream I had on Wednesday, March 20th at 12:10 AM and is written in third person.]

[Mari opens their eyes to a stage. The seats nearby are empty, and the rest of the room is dark. There is a spotlight shining in the center, illuminating a familiar smug looking man. He waves at Mari, and a second spotlight turns on, illuminating Mari.]

Ma: Hey E, been a while since you popped into a dream of mine huh?

??: Mhm. I was busy recovering from the last one. I’m sure you understand.

Ma: Yeah, how are your ribs by the way? haven't had a chance to ask because of work.

??: Oh, they’re… better. They’re healed enough for this, so I think they’re alright.

Ma: That's good…

[Mari sighs, seemingly tired. Before looking around.]

Ma: Uh… Wait, why are we in a theater?

??: Do you have an issue with that?

Ma: No I'm just… Confused.

??: It’s a good setting, especially for tonight.

Ma: Hm… Fair.

??: Come over here, shouting across the stage isn’t efficient.

[Mari begins walking over to Edgar, hands in their pocket humming a song.]

??: I’m surprised you haven’t asked why I’m here tonight.

Ma: Oh, I just assumed you wanted to teach me how to dance or something I don't know. Or tell me about that rabbit guy.

??: Close! Duck!

[E’s fist shoots out towards Mari as soon as he finishes his sentence. Mari tries to squat down to dodge, instead falling backwards and hitting the back of their head on the stage.]

Ma: Ow…

??: That works, I guess.

[E chuckles, and a staticky laugh track plays over unseen speakers alongside him.]

Ma: Wh- What the fuck dude? Where did those laughs come from?

??: [As he rolls up his sleeves.] Don’t even worry about it. Do you get why I’m here now?

Ma: Yep… We fighting?

??: We made a deal, didn’t we?

Ma: Yeah… Christ…

[Mari gets up, trying to dust off their pants.]

??: Okay, first things first. Punch me.

Ma: Wait. Are you sure?

??: Go for it.

[Mari takes a deep breath, and throws a punch at Edgar. Notably their thumb is tucked into their punch. It hits, but E looks… mostly unbothered. He stares at Mari’s hand with concern. Mari grabs at their hand, seemingly having at least somewhat hurt their thumb.]

??: Have you seriously been doing that…?

Ma: Yeah! Is that… Not how you throw a punch?

??: Absolutely not. You’re going to hurt yourself more than your opponent at this rate. Untuck your thumb, and try again.

[After a few seconds, Mari balls their hand into a fist again. This time the thumb is on the outside, they throw another punch. It collides again, And E’s eyebrows raise, he glances at Mari with an expression of approval on his face.]

??: If you put a little more power behind your swings, you’d probably be able to pack a little bit of a stronger hit.

Ma: Any tips on how to do that?

??: I’d say… let there be a bit more momentum behind your swings, don’t be afraid to give it your all. I’m literally giving you permission to punch me.

[Mari takes a deep breath, brings their arm back, and throws another punch at E. When this one hits, he lets out a small “oof” and seems to flinch. He gives Mari a thumbs up.]

Ma: Are you ok?

??: [Smiling.] Never better. Now that we’ve got the basics down, wanna test it a bit?

Ma: Sure.

[E vanishes, the spotlight moves quickly behind Mari.]

Ma: What?

??: Think fast.

[Mari whirls around to see E’s fist flying right at them. Again. They try to dodge, only to be hit and fall backwards onto their back… again. E looks down at them, unimpressed.]

??: Your reaction time could use some work.

Ma: [Grabbing their cheek.] Probably… Ow. For a dead guy you hit hard as hell.

??: I used to get into a lot of fights, it’s not surprising.

Ma: Did your friends also get into fights or like… help you in fights. Or was jumping people not a thing in the 80s?

??: I tried to keep the people I cared about out of it. And… it was definitely a thing in the 80s.

Ma: Damn…

[Mari gets back up again.]

??: Well?

Ma: Trying to think which dead person I've been hit by hits harder… I think you hit me a bit harder than H did.

??: Not what I was waiting for, Mari.

Ma: What? Then what's up?

??: Retaliate. I just punched you in the face. I’m waiting for you to hit back.

[Mari takes a second, popping backwards as if realizing what E means before charging up and throwing another punch. E reels backward after Mari’s fist lands a hit in the direct center of his face. He stumbles backwards, before it’s finally his turn to fall over. He looks at Mari, grinning.]

??: There we go.

Ma: I… Holy shit… I knocked you down… Can I celebrate real quick?

??: [As he stands.] Go ahead, you won’t get this chance again.

[Mari hops, sticking their arms up smiling.]

Ma: YIPPEE! Wait. What do you mean by that?

??: The real thing is starting in a bit, I don’t stop for victory dances, not usually.

Ma: Oh… Well in my defense I didn't think I'd get this far.

??: Take whatever time you need, I’ll let you get the first real hit.

Ma: Ok, really I just need to take off my hoodie.

[Mari removes the black hoodie, revealing a red shirt with a fazbear entertainment logo. Seemingly a shirt from work.]

Ma: Oh… Shit.

??: Man, did you wear that to bed? Don’t you need to wear it tomorrow?

Ma: No I don't think so? Most of the other beta testers just wear clothes from home I think. They kinda just gave us these for joining the beta testing team… But it was also the only shirt I have to sleep in.

??: Eh, yeah. It’s better than this old thing, that’s for sure.

[E glances down at his dress shirt, frowning. It’s become untucked slightly. And he goes to tuck it back in. For a few moments, stitching is visible.]

Ma: Uhhhhh what's up with the stitches man?

[He glances up at Mari, eyes slightly wider than before.]

??: Um. I… like to keep my body in one piece. It’s better this way.

Ma: Wait what?

??: You… oh, right. You don’t know how I…

Ma: I know a night guard… You. got bit in the head. That's it. The people in town and the uh… Theorists. Call it “The bite of 87” or some shit.

??: Wow, they’re seriously leaving out… eh, it doesn’t surprise me, actually.

Ma: Yeah it's… Fucking crazy the shit people have come up with on the internet.

??: You’ll have to show me later. Anyway! Uh… hm.

Ma: Yeahhhh?

??: Sorry… hold on. The threads loose again.

[Mari's eyes go wide, seemingly worried.]

Ma: Shit, do you… Need help?

??: Nope, done this plenty of times. Just give me a moment.

[E turns around, holding his right hand out, something shiny appears in his hand, along with some red thread. He walks off to the side and sets to work, unraveling some of the stitching already on his waist.]

Ma: You sure that's ok?

??: Yeah? Why the hell would it not?

Ma: I dunno, just never seen a guy unraveling himself.

??: Mhm, not exactly an everyday occurrence, I know. I’m usually able to focus more on keeping myself together, but… sometimes I’ve gotta rely on this shit. Weird, I know.

Ma: Dude, at this point I'm so used to weird shit I almost expect it… I guess I have you and Will to thank for that… I dunno.

??: Yep. You’re welcome.

Ma: Just uh… Let me know when you're done. I'm not gonna throw a punch until I know you're ready.

??: Got it. You’re the most considerate person I’ve ever thrown a punch at.

Ma: Who else have you thrown punches at?

??: Jason, Quinten, Leon, a few times… Mike, once, when he startled me. A few of Jason’s other friends, Foxy, one time I almost punched Zach’s mom… sorry, these are all people you don’t know.

Ma: I was about to say, I literally only know Jason from that nightmare.

??: I’ve fought him more times than I can count. He was a persistent son of a bitch, I’ll give him that.

Ma: Was? Well wait… Yeah. I guess it would be past tense, can't be very persistent towards fighting you if you're dead.

??: … Yeah. Ha.

Ma: So uhhhhh… I also meant to ask, what did you want me to do with the moss and cigarette H gave you?

??: I’ll figure something out.

Ma: Fair. I guess.

[E glances downwards, realizing that he at some point stopped removing the thread. His legs are fully separated from his body. And they start to walk off.]

??: [Quickly, and very annoyed.] Fuckin’…

Ma: Did… Did your legs just walk off?

[Mari’s jaw has dropped, they look confused.]

??: Yes. This fucking happens sometimes. Lemme just…

[As E moves to grab his own legs (???), the organs that are stored in the upper half of his body hang down, dripping blood onto the stage.]

Ma: Wh… I… Huh?

??: This. [He gestures downwards.] is the part they fucking left out.

[The legs have barely made it a foot before E catches up, grabbing them by the semi-exposed hip bone and dragging them towards him. He realigns the two halves and pulls out the new thread and a needle.]

Ma: Do your legs have like… A mind of their own or?

??: Somewhat. Only if they’re detached. It’s mostly just instinctual movement.

Ma: Ah. Makes… Some form of sense.

??: Yeah, yeah. Whatever. I’ll be ready to fight once I’m sewn up. It’ll just be a bit.

Ma: Alright.

[As E meticulously sews his legs back on, the lights pointed at the stage swivel around, seemingly at random. But… the pattern seems almost… familiar. It becomes increasingly obvious that the lights are meant to be following a dance of sorts.]

Ma: Uh… What's up with the lights man?

[As soon as it’s pointed out, E’s head snaps upwards, looking directly at Mari. His eyes dart over to the lights. They abruptly stop and return to their original position.]

??: [Through a clenched jaw.] God damn it, still on that fucking tango, huh.

Ma: Hm… That tango thing was… Weird… You’re a good dancer though.

??: Mm. Thanks. Means a lot more when it’s not coming from a bitch like… ugh. I don’t even want to fucking say his name.

Ma: Fair honestly…

[E continues sewing, looking a bit more tense than before.]

Ma: It uh… Hm… You’re good at sewing… The couch repair looks nice. Better than anything I could've done.

??: Yeah, I’ve… got experience. Thanks.

Ma: Hm… I'm out of small talk ideas.

??: I’m surprised you didn’t bring up any of the names from my list.

Ma: I didn't know if you would be ok with that.

??: I wouldn’t, I’m just surprised. Well… one name is a bit different. But I’m almost done, so…

Ma: Hm… Alright.

[E sighs, tying a knot in the thread, and taking a few cautious steps. He smiles, and looks back up at Mari.]

??: Sorry for all the interruptions. Let’s do this.

Ma: Yep. I throw the first punch right?

??: Mhm. Give it all you’ve got, I’m not holding back this time, either.

Ma: Cool.

[Mari takes a deep breath, runs at E. And swings their fist towards him, this time, he doesn’t just stand there and take it, his hand moves up and catches their fist before it makes contact.]

??: Pretty predictable there, Mari.

[He twists their arm around and pushes them away, winding up for a hit of his own with his left hand, switching to his right at the last second.]

Ma: [Fast.] What the fuc-

[Mari attempts to catch the punch, but they fall miserably and get hit anyway. This time managing to barely keep their balance.]

??: Make sure you know your opponent, Mari. I don’t fight fair.

Ma: Is there anyone in this world that fights fair anymore?

??: Probably, who knows?

[E pulls his fist back for another hit, this time Mari attempts to dodge before he even throws the punch, ducking down. E swiftly sticks his leg out, kicking theirs out from under them.]

[Mari gets up, not saying a word but looking a small bit upset.]

[E puts his arms into a ready position, looking as if he’s about to do the same thing he’s been doing, but instead his left leg shoots up, hitting Mari in the jaw. His leg is basically a straight line from the ground.]

[Mari coughs, before slowly getting up. Holding their jaw.]

Ma: [Slightly muffled.] What the fuck dude? A fucking kick?

??: What, too advanced?

Ma: I just didn't think we were doing that here…

[Mari, again attempts to hit E in the head. Only this time they drop their arm and hit E in the side. Notably above where the stitches are, he stumbles to the side, holding an arm to where Mari hit, one eye is squeezed closed.]

??: Gh– nice one, Mari.

Ma: Thanks.

[Mari brings their arm back again, this time throwing a punch to the jaw. The blow causes him to fall down, one hand goes to his jaw and a few clicks are heard. He goes to stand.]

Ma: [Slightly out of breath.] You ok?

??: Y– yeah. M’fine.

Ma: You sure? You're holding your jaw and side like someone who ain't fine.

[E shakily stands up straight, looking Mari in the eyes.]

??: You’re pretty good, Mari. I’ll give ya that.

Ma: So are you, if this wasn't a dream I'd be worried you kicked one of my damn teeth out.

??: A tie, then?

Ma: Wait… You’re stopping the fight?

??: Mhm.

Ma: Oh- Ok…

[Mari turns around, seemingly trusting that E stopped the fight as they begin looking around.]

[E’s arm abruptly wraps around Mari’s neck, E had completely lied.]

??: Gotcha.

[Mari's eyes widen as they begin kicking around trying to get out of the hold, after a few seconds of this not working they begin frantically clawing and scratching at E's arm to try and get it off.]

??: If this were with anyone other than me, you’d probably be dead by now, you can’t trust your opponent that easil–

[Mari stops clawing at the arm and instead leans their head forwards before slamming it back into E's face, allowing them to get out before spinning around and blasting E with their elbow. E stumbles backwards, one of the spotlights following him as he attempts to recover from the two blows. He takes a wrong step at some point and ends up falling over into something. Mari doesn’t see what.]

[Mari at this point has fallen to the ground, coughing. Eyes still wide from the chokehold seemingly trying to calm down, not even noticing what just happened to E.]

Ma: I… I… F- Fuck…

[Mari begins rubbing one of their forearms, using it to help them calm down as they remain on the floor.]

Ma: [Panicked.] ok… Calm down, that's easy you've done this a million times just breathe Mari it's ok… It's fine.

[Mari still has not noticed what happened to E, still trying to calm down on the stage.]

Ma: [Still panicked.] E didn't mean to do that, it's ok… Maybe he did but he didn't want to hurt us… Like he said, it's just a lesson. Just a lesson…

[Mari sits there, closing their eyes in an attempt to focus on their breathing.]

[A groan is heard from somewhere off to the side, along with the movement of wires.]

Ma: [A little more calm.] Eh- E?

??: Fuckin’ hell, Mari! I didn’t know you could– fuck, I’m tangled.

Ma: W- What?

??: Over here, man.

[Mari attempts to stand up, their first attempt ends in them shakily falling back down, after a few more attempts they finally get up. Knees shaking as if a cold breeze blew through.]

M: C- Coming!

[Mari slowly walks over to where E's voice was coming from.]

[E isn’t very hard to miss when you’re looking for him, he’s somehow gotten himself tangled in a web of wires, he’s a few feet off the ground, and also upside down. This doesn’t seem to be anything new for him.]

Ma: I… W- What? H- How?

??: What makes you think I know?

Ma: B- Because you got tangled up

[E stares at Mari, expression as neutral as it can be.]

Ma: U- Ugh… H- how am I supposed to get you down?

[Mari stands there, knees still wobbling. Looking around E to check for something to get him down.]

??: This isn’t the first time this has happened, surprisingly.

Ma: Y- Yep. So. How do I g- get you down?

??: Well… the part I’m being held up by is… literally just the left leg, so if I could have a hand with getting that bit untangled, I’m home free.

Ma: C- Cool… H- how am I supposed to get up to y- your left leg? I d- don't see a ladder.

??: … That is definitely an issue I should’ve considered.

Ma: P- Probably…

??: Hm. You got anything sharp on you?

[Mari checks their pockets, pulling out a red pocket knife.]

Ma: G- got this?

??: Give it here, I’ve got an idea.

Ma: Ok… M- make sure you catch it.

[Mari throws the pocket knife at E, who catches it with one hand and starts cutting away at the wires tangled around his leg.]

[Mari falls down on the ground, legs still shaking.]

[E looks up from the wires, staring at Mari.]

??: … got you that bad, huh.

Ma: … Y- yeah. N- never been a fan of chokeholds… or things of that nature.

??: Ah. I get it. I’m not a big fan of rats anymore, never was, but… the dislike is much stronger now. Or… well, I don’t like a lot of things, actually.

Ma: … F- Fair.

??: [He returns to the wires.] Y’got work tomorrow?

Ma: G- got work everyday… B- besides sundays… I think.

??: Ah. Shit. You gonna be okay to go in tomorrow or what?

Ma: I- I'll live… P- Probably…

??: Man, you sound like me back when I was still up and kicking.

Ma: … T- that good or bad?

??: Oh, it’s terrible.

Ma: Damn…

??: Going into work shouldn’t be your first priority, Mari. You’ll end up like me.

Ma: Hm… Y- yeah. Probably… Hell if I know…

??: As soon as I’m down from here, I’ll wake you up. Alright? You sound so pathetic right now that it’s making me feel bad.

Ma: … C- Can I write a t- transcript of this?

??: Sure, why the hell not. People already hate me, punching you a few times won’t do much for my reputation.

Ma: Y- Yeah… M- Mostly j- just some of the other Beta T- testers… and S- sparrow… And N- Ness… Um… Y- yeah…

??: [Muttered.] M’never gaining that trust back, am I.

Ma: I m- mean… You m- might with Ness? L- Lord knows they hated me and we're c- cool now.

??: Nah, uh… I don’t… think so.

Ma: W- Who knows…

??: Anyway, when you wake up, you’d better go right back to fuckin’ bed, Mari. Lord knows these dreams make me tired, I can’t imagine going to aawork in that state. So– ACK–

[As he says the last part, E’s leg is freed from the wires, and he crashes to the floor.]

Ma: Y- you ok?

??: Mmyep! Don’t worry about me.

Ma: You s- sure..?

??: Don’t start this with me of all people, Mari. You don’t need to worry about me, ever. I’ll be fine. You ready to wake up?

Ma: … s- sure…

[In an instant, the theatre vanishes, and Mari awakens.]

[Mari sits up, sighing.]

Ma: F- Fucking hell…

[End transcript.]

#cw: violence #cw: blood #cw: guts. #fnaf ask blog #fnaf vr ask blog #fnaf vr au #original story #ask blog #mari

[hood-ex]

Okay but what about a Zombie Apocalypse AU where Bruce and Alfred are killed, leaving Dick to take care of a much younger Jason. They're forced to hit the road and Dick has to navigate how to fill his new role as Jason's guardian while also keeping both of them alive.

"You okay?" Dick asks when he doesn't hear Jason's feet dragging through the dirt anymore. He looks over his shoulder at where Jason is standing a few paces behind him, unscrewing his water bottle.

"My feet hurt," Jason says after he takes a long sip. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and then jams his water bottle into the outside pocket of his backpack. "Can we sit down?"

Dick tries not to look visibly annoyed by the request. They've only walked two miles so far and the store Dick wants to get to is still another three miles ahead. He knows it's a long trek for someone Jason's age, and the sun isn't making it any easier. It's hot enough to make Dick's clothes feel like they're melting to his skin. With conditions like this, Jason has every right to ask for a break.

The problem is that the longer they stay out here in the open, the more vulnerable they are to an attack. Dick wants to stay out of harm's way as much as possible, especially while his knuckles are freshly bruised from last night's ambush.

"How about a piggyback ride instead?" Dick asks, and that's honestly the last thing he's in the mood for right now, but he'll do anything to keep them moving. "Come on," he says when Jason starts to pout, "I'll even let you wear my sunglasses."

Jason's eyes sparkle with interest.

"Okay," he agrees, and Dick hands them over. He has to bite back a grin when Jason lets out a small grumble of frustration after he puts the sunglasses on and they immediately slide down the bridge of his nose. Jason stubbornly pushes them back into place. "You've got a fat head."

"Or you've got a puny one," Dick says. He adjusts his water pack so that the bulk of it crosses over his chest instead of his back, and then he bends down low to Jason's level. "Hop on, kiddo."

Jason glares. "Don't call me 'kiddo.'"

"Okay then, Mr. Crankypants," Dick says. He regrets it when Jason launches himself on Dick's back without warning. The collision is harsh enough that it punches an involuntary "oof" out of Dick's mouth. "Thanks for that," he says, strained, as he tries to adjust to the extra weight.

"Sorry," Jason says but he doesn't sound sorry at all. His hands grasp at Dick's shoulders for better purchase. "Ew!"

"What?"

"You're all sweaty!" Jason whines.

"Yeah, well, so are you," Dick grunts as he stands, "and you're heavy."

"It's my backpack," Jason insists.

It's the combined weight of Jason, his backpack, and Dick's own bags that are making Dick feel like a pack mule, but Dick doesn't mention that. He squints against the sunlight, makes sure he has a good grip on Jason's legs, and then he walks on.

#the vibe is ponyboy getting his shit rocked during the rumble and dally dragging him to his feet and saying ''you okay? huh? come on.'' #also yes that is dick in the picture and the kid is his son from another earth but we're pretending it's jason so shhh. #Dick Grayson #Jason Todd #Zombie Apocalypse AU

[storkmuffin]

I don't think I've seen this angle used in this show so far and OOF it packs a punch. Look how tiny, shrunken, diminished Woodes Rogers looks. He's practically dehydrated and vacuum packed compared to how massively tall (the admittedly actually tall) Mrs Hudson looks. Not a single shot of this show is haphazard - not a single lighting choice or scene color palate. Black Sails is the show of all time.

#black sails s4 #black sails spoilers #black sails cinematgraphy #storkmuffin liveblog

[eldritchsurveys]

1161.

Number of Movies/Documentaries I Watched in 2023: 226 Genre I Watched the Most in 2023: I... don't know. horror, probably. Mike showed me what I was doin wrong with using Lboxd so when I take this for 2024 I should hopefully have stuff like genre stats

1. Best Movies I Watched In 2023? >> from each month, one new-to-me favourite and one old favourite that I rewatched: 1. Hagazussa / Velvet Goldmine 2. Honk For Jesus. Save Your Soul. / Twelve Monkeys 3. Nanny / The Fly 4. Sugar & Spice / Dead Ringers 5. Rigor Mortis / Birds of Prey 6. Spider-Man: Across the Spiderverse / Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story 7. You Won't Be Alone / Bill & Ted's Bogus Journey 8. Swiss Army Man / His House 9. In the Earth / The Woman 10. Perfect Blue / Silence 11. Akira / The House That Jack Built 12. Angel Heart (didn't rewatch a fave in December)

2. Movie I Was Excited About & Thought I Was Going To Love More But Didn’t? >> I wasn't exactly excited about Beau is Afraid but I definitely thought I would enjoy it more than I did. the first 20-30 minutes or so were pretty fun and weird but then it just... *longsuffering sigh* I had also hoped The Blackening would be a bit funnier than it turned out to be. still watchable and I'd still like more Black horror-comedies, but I definitely wanted more guffaws out of it. I'm not even gonna bother talkin about Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania... (at least Kang was good) OH! Renfield! THAT'S the one I was excited for and heavily disappointed by. I knew there was one (also, Last Voyage of the Demeter. not at all my favourite year for Dracula movies, that's for sure)

3. Most Surprising (in a good way) Movie I Watched in 2023? >> I was surprised by both Akira and Perfect Blue because I just assumed they would be a bit inscrutable to me (when a lot of "buffs" speak highly about a work I assume it's some shit I won't understand), but they really drew me in. also surprised by Host (2020) which I'd assumed would be watchable but not really anything to write home about considering the gimmick. but they pulled that one off pretty well!

4. Movie I “Pushed” The Most People To Watch (And They Did) In 2023? .

5. Best Sequel of 2023? Best Ending of a Movie I Watched in 2023? >> Across the Spider-Verse and as for ending I'm just gonna agree with prev "can't beat a dancing naked man" (Saltburn) because that was pretty good

6. Most Action Packed/Thrilling Movies of the Year? >> the John Wick quadrilogy

7. Movie I Watched in 2023 That I Am Most Likely To Re-Watch in 2024? >> In the Earth, The Lodge, maybe Noroi? I might rewatch I Saw the Devil because for some reason I forgot a lot of that one despite enjoying it

8. Favorite Poster for a Movie I Watched in 2023? .

9. Most Memorable Characters/Talent of 2023? >> oof... can I just say Ben Wheatley (director) for talent because he really sucker-punched me with the two movies of his that I watched this year

10. Standout Writing / Directing of a Movie I Watched in 2023? >> obviously that goes to whoever wrote Call Girl Of Cthulhu

11. Most Thought-Provoking/Impactful Movies I Watched in 2023? >> The Vast of Night, Silence, Titane, Perfect Blue, Akira, Aniara. also 2001: A Space Odyssey except the thought it provoked was "why am I still fucking watching this" and the impact it had was "I'm annoyed to the point of anger and I have a splitting headache"

12. Movie I Can’t Believe I Waited Until 2023 To Finally Watch? >> Die Hard lmao. it was way more entertaining than I expected. also how did I go my whole life without ever learning that Alan Rickman was the bad guy in that also Battle Royale and ofc Akira

13. Favorite Scene From a Movie I Watched in 2023? >> oh man this is impossible, give me a break

14. Movie That Shocked Me The Most? (Because of a plot twist, character death, etc.) >> I didn't expect Swiss Army Man to be quite what it was (this is not a complaint, I loved it, but the whole farting business definitely threw me for a loop lol) honestly my bar for shock is seeing Oldboy for the first time last year having never had it spoiled for me and losing my whole ass MIND at the plot twist. nothing has come close to that since

15. OTP (One True Pairing) – You will go down with this ship? >> those two girls from Do Revenge

16. Favorite Non-Romantic Relationship? >> the vampire family in Near Dark

17. Best Movie I Watched In 2023 That I Watched Based SOLELY On A Recommendation From Somebody? >> Noroi: The Curse but also The Adjustment Bureau was an incredibly solid and cute flick (both Sparrow's recs)

18. Most Exciting Worldbuilding/Most Vivid Setting? >> ooo let's see... well, I did rewatch The Neverending Story this year :p Rigor Mortis had a really memorable setting for me but I wouldn't call it exciting OR vivid. like, it was just an apartment building lol. it was just... I don't know. I can't explain it. it sticks in ya El Hoyo (The Platform), maybe? definitely an intriguing setup and setting there. A Field in England was literally just a goddamn field in England but man.... I also like the new worldbuilding ideas Hellraiser (2022) brings to the table.

19. Movies That Put A Smile On My Face/Were The Most Fun To Watch? >> Puss in Boots: The Last Wish, The Ref, Cocaine Bear, Sugar & Spice, Airheads, Polite Society, Totally Killer, Do Revenge, D&D: Honor Among Thieves, Bill & Ted's Bogus Journey, Earth Girls are Easy, both Sister Acts, Call Girl of Cthulhu, Idle Hands, Van Helsing, and Elvira, Mistress of the Dark. yeah there were a lot of these this year

20. Movie/Documentary That Made Me Cry Or Nearly Cry in 2023? >> Swiss Army Man and Akira, but also Velvet Goldmine, Do the Right Thing, Crooklyn, and Sister Act 2.

21. Hidden Gem Of The Year? >> not sure how to determine this

22. Movie That Crushed My Soul? >> [insert another snarky comment about 2001]

23. Most Unique Movie I Watched In 2023? >> so many of the movies I've seen this year were incredibly unique to me! let me see if I can find one I haven't already mentioned... ah yes, of course. how could I forget Mad God 💀

24. Movie That Made You The Most Mad (doesn’t necessarily mean you didn’t like it)? >> I will refrain from mentioning That Movie again (although that is the true answer lol) and instead I'll go with... Lake Mungo bc I thought that was gonna be way more interesting than it was just based upon the fact that the tumblr girlies used to be all over that shit back in the day

25. Notable Mentions of the Year? >> some more movies I really liked that didn't get a chance to get mentioned yet: The Banshees of Inisherin, Baskın, On the Count of Three, Hell House LLC, Ringu, and Mad Max 2.

Bonus: Favorite Movie Moment?

Bonus: Five Movies I Am Anticipating in 2024? >> Furiosa, the Joker sequel, apparently there's a new Alien flick coming out? Dune Part 1 was Fine, I guess, so I might as well see Part 2 🤷🏿‍♂️ meh

#survey #surveys #end of year survey #movie survey

[elvirassecretmistrezz]

Hi!

I saw that ask game in your pinned

And

Js pretend this is all of the numbers except the nsfw ones and the ones you're not comfy answering

IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, I GOT SIDETRACKED AND WHEN I WENT TO GO CONTINUE ALL OF MY PROGRESS WAS. GONE.

0. 5'3

2. 7 in women's (USA size(

3. Nope!! Don't like the smell of it and also I need my lungs 2 be as healthy as possible cuz I'm training 2 b a boxer

4. No but I've tried alcohol on accident and I HATED it.

5. Ibuprofen counts as a drug technically... I only use it 4 cramps tho

6. 15😭

7. Nope, just use the temp ones!!

8.YES!!! I want small little cameos 2 my fave characters!! (Freddy's iconic glove, well. 4 Freddy. A deck of cards maybe 4 theodore? A bass or 'planet pisch' 4 murderface, u get the idea)

9. Yep!!! I have both my ear lobes pierced.

10. I want ANGEL FANGZ!!!!

11. Oof, I don't have any friends at all even😭

12. Single.

15. i HAVE MULTIPLE. Rocky IV, nightmare on elm street, hellraiser, avatar (pandora one), haunted mansion, The dark knight and many more I can't name off the top of my head!! (Mainly slasher/horror ones)

16.(idk if this counts as platonic or whtever), IF U LET ME RANT ABT MY HYPERFIXATIONS/HEADCANONS/FAVE MOVIES/OCS/AND RANDOM STUFF‼️‼️‼️‼️

18.Okay so one time my parents were fighting (not unusual they fight all the time), but it got super heated and my dad started to get physical with my mother. I obv wanted him to stop so I intervened(I was v young at the time), and he punched me instead and gave me a black eye

19. I'm very loud and cringey unintentionally(Its the tism I promise I don't mean 2 b lime that)

22. Plan A: Horror movie director/actor/produce/etc. plan B: Boxer. Plan C: Artist

23. I have a sister that's like 30. Our relationship is alr, sometimes she buys me stuff that I want without me asking her(which is super sweet but she does it too much).

24. Complicated. (Will not elaborate)

25. Driving past/parked next to a cemetery while listening to misfits and mcr while talking abt horror movies and headcanons/ going shopping at Spencer's and or hot topic!

26. When people specifically eat with their mouths open and VERY LOUDLY.

29. To not get cps called on my parents 😭

30. Sometimes it's too quiet, and I hear my own breathing and heart beating and it makes me feel. Funny. (/neg).

32. "We need to talk" "that's so weird" "damn u look like a blobfish" (last one sounds stupid, but it sounds so mean and makes me very uncomfortable and upset when someone tells it to my face😭😭)

33. "You look so pretty!!" "Can you tell me more? I'd like to listen!" "You're artsyle is pretty!"

34. THEIR WOMEN.

36. Waaaaay up in the forest. All alone. In my little cabin. Just staying there for eternity. Peaceful sounds of birdys and animals :3

38. An artist

39. That one stranger things "chocolate pudding" ice cream they have at Walmart

40. Someone happy :)

41. Hanging out with William murderface and listening to him ramble abt his interests

42. A pack of cheeze-itz and coke

44. Whoever read all of that is scientifically proven to be awesome :3

#AAA TYSM 4 ASKING AAAAA #UR THE FIRST PERSON ACTUALLY WANTKNG TO LISTEN #I THINK. #BUT ANYWAYS #TYSMSMSMSMSMSMSMSM #<33333 #💀🩷

[whumpering-heights]

Aftermath: Chris and Jackson fight

MASTERLIST

A/N this one follows about two weeks after this flashback. You guys really liked that chapter, so I felt inspired to write the aftermath!

Taglist: @pumpkin-spice-whump @octopus-reactivated @fanastyfinder @whumpy-arts-and-crafts @arsonfrogger @burtlederp @harri-00 @akito-fuckn-fear @potatoo-angst @sunflower1000 @whumpycries

CW: bullying, homophobia, gaslighting, emotional whump, Hero being a dick even in his younger years, minor whump (all characters involved are about 15)

Jackson heard Chris before he saw him: he chatted away at people as he made his way to the back of the bus, before throwing himself on the seat next to him. Jackson didn’t need to keep it free: ever since he’d pulled that “prank” on Amy, seats next to him were kept empty. It might be be his imagination, but he could swear that people stared at him in the hallways. And if the rumor he heard was true, he might know why. He kept his gaze on the grey morning through the window as his friend prattled on.

“Oof, I nearly missed the bus this morning. I swear, that driver has it out for me. Hey, did you do the assignment for math?”

Jackson shrugged. Finally, Chris took notice.

“You feeling alright?”

Jackson still didn’t turn around, but he made eye contact with Chris’s reflection in the window.

“Last week. Did you go out with Amy?”

His friend was silent for a moment.

“Why do you ask.”

Jackson tried to keep his voice level.

“Just answer the question: did you go out with her?”

“Yeah, what do you care?” Chris smirked, his braces shining like knives.

“Are you jealous of her?”

Jackson turned around in a flash, his face red, and punched him on the arm.

“Shut up!” he hissed, trying to turn his fear into anger. “I swear, if you say that stuff one more time-”

“You punched me.”

Something in Chris’s voice made Jackson freeze. His friend stared at him, his eyes wide and with a cold fire inside.

“Friends don't hit each other, even you should know that.” he said, fury making each word clear and piercing. Then, he stood up and went to sit with some other guys from his class. Hushed words were exchanged while Chris rubbed his arm and winced, and soon there were at least a dozen eyes aimed at him.

Shit.

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It was lunchbreak. He didn’t think Chris wanted to see him, and honestly, the feeling was mutual. He’d been holding an ice pack to his arm and whispering to people all day. Jackson  didn’t hit him that hard, did he? He'd just wanted him to shut up, but now he was starting to regret it.

He stood in the cafeteria, lost. He only really hung out with Chris, so who was he supposed to talk to now? Well, maybe it didn’t hurt to make new friends.

He walked up to two guys from biology and pulled out a chair.

“Hey, do you guys mind if I-”

“That seat’s taken.” said the one with curly hair.

“Oh, sorry,” said Jackson, and he went to grab another one.

“That one’s taken too, actually.” The guy with glasses said. He could barely keep a straight face, and his friend let out a chuckle.

Jackson looked at the five empty chairs.

“So.... they’re all-?”

“Yeah,” Curly said, shoulders shaking with the effort to keep a straight face. “I’m so sorry.”

Jackson put the chair back. “Y-yeah man, no worries.”

“No worries,” Glasses said back, in barely disguised mocking tone.

Jackson ate his lunch on the staircase. Like a goddamn first year, without a claim to one of the tables. There had even been a couple of younger kids on the stairs, but they moved away when he sat down. He hadn’t fallen below them in the pecking order, at least.

Still, he felt like absolute garbage. Had everyone hated him all along? Or was it because he punched Chris that his popularity went down? Chris was pretty well-liked, and Amy was too... He buried his face in his hands.

“Hey.”

He looked up to see Chris, his arm in a sling. His face was still cold and furious, like a marble statue.

“What are you doing on the stairs.”

Jackson shrugged and kept his eyes down.

“I didn’t know where else to sit, I guess. It’s quiet here.”

Chris huffed and went to sit down too. He moved a couple steps higher than Jackson, so he had to turn around and look up to see his face.

There was an awkward silence between the two boys.

“Did you, like... talk to Evan and Gus?” Jackson asked at last. They had been the two boys that refused to let him sit with them. Chris raised his good shoulder.

“Not really. They knew about what happened with Amy, so they might be pissed at you for that. I don’t blame ‘em, it was a dick move.”

Jackson frowned. “Oh yeah? Did they also know you sat me up for that?”

“Sat you up?” Chris asked, as though it was the most ridiculous thing he’d ever heard. “What, like I framed you for it? Like a mafia boss? Sorry, I’m not that clever.”

Jackson turned around more, looking up at his friend.

“No, I meant how you made me do it.”

“Made you do it?” asked Chris, sarcasm dripping from his voice. “Did I force you to? Me, force a big guy like you? At gunpoint, or what?”

“Stop that, you know what I mean! It was your idea in the first place!”

“I was joking!” Chris explained, speaking slowly like Jackson was stupid. “I was seriously, genuinely just joking, I didn’t think you’d actually do it until you were already gone!”

Jackson didn’t know what to say for a moment.

“...Really? Why didn’t you stop me, then?”

Chris rolled his eyes. “So first I’m forcing you to do things, now I’m responsible for not stopping you. You gotta own your mistakes, dude! It’s not my fault you can’t read social cues and took it too far. I already cleaned up your mess, by making sure Amy didn’t go home totally traumatized. You’re welcome, by the way.”

Jackson racked his mind. Had he really been joking? He did have an odd sense of humor sometimes... And he didn’t remember the exact words he’d used, so maybe he had misread the situation.

“Oh,” he said, feeling very dumb. “Was.. was Amy very sad?”

“Heartbroken,” Chris answered bluntly. “But luckily I swooped in to save her. She seemed happy at the end.”

Jackson was relieved.  “Thank you,” he said quietly.

“As I said, you’re welcome.” Chris rubbed his arm again. “I could have explained this much sooner if you hadn’t assaulted me.”

Jackson winced. All this had been a misunderstanding, and now his reputation was bust. He needed Chris back in his corner like never before.

“I’m so sorry I did that, I promise I won’t hit you again.” he said. Chris looked down at him and hummed.

“Hmmm, I dunno if I wanna be friends with someone who jumps to conclusions like that. You didn’t even hear me out.”

Jackson felt his heartbeat rise. “I swear," he pleaded, "I’ll always trust your word before doing anything stupid, just give me one more chance! Please, can we be friends again?”

Chris thought for a moment.

“No.”

Jackson’s heart sank to his feet as his friend continued with a smirk.

“We can be best friends again.”

And just like that, thinks had gone back to normal. Jackson laughed with relief.

“You asshole.”

“Coming from you, that’s probably a compliment,” Chris joked. Jackson tried to ignore the way his guts twisted at that jab, though his smile faltered.

“Dude, please stop making jokes like that in public.”

“Relax, there’s no one here! But fine, I’ll stop.” Chris grinned. “If you let me copy your math homework.”

Jackson sighed and took out his notebook. Chris really did have an odd sense of humor, but he was his best friend. And he guessed that accepting quirks like that is just what best friends did.

#god chris is the WOOOOOOORST #i made the little fucker and i hate him #tfw a minor gets hit and it isn't even the whumpy part of the story #behind the masks #hero #vigilante #chris #jackson #emotional whump #minor whump #bullying #gaslighting #homophobia cw

[ir0n-moon]

Tag game

Rules: Share 10 facts about yourself and tag other blogs! I want to get to know my mutuals, and the people I follow a little bit :) The facts can be about anything! Tagged by: @ladywartooth42

1. I love kidlit and my biggest pipe dream is one day making my favorite children's novel into an animated mini-series. I like to sketch concepts for the character designs during my free time!

2. I'm a former gifted kid except I didn't burn out but willingly gave up the lifestyle at some point.

3. I started watching Metalocalypse when I was in middle school, which... I know, probably fried my brain. Back then I was already crushing HARD on Charles, even though I could only find season 1 on some sketchy low-quality website. It was only in 2021 when I found the whole show on HBOmax (😑) and finally watched it all. It was like reuniting with a long-lost friend.

4. I'm on Zoloft due to a case of The Heebie-Jeebies (anxiety) but if all goes well I'll be taken off of it in a couple of months YIPEE

5. I like reading out loud for other people. I've forced my boyfriend to sit through me reading the novel I mentioned in point number 1 and I've also read a couple of books to my mom in the car while she drives. I think I'm pretty decent at it. I won't do overly exaggerated voices for the characters, but I do try to adjust my pace and tone to fit each scene.

6. Even though I'm mexican I fucking hate avocados.

7. I'm illustrating each song from an album by my favorite band (Nightwish!) as a final project for school. It's what I'm currently working on and the reason I can't indulge in making Metalocalypse fanart as much as I'd like to. You can see a little bit of my progress on that project over at my art blog! More to come soon!

8. I was raised catholic (oof, I know), but I am now a weird type of atheist who only half-hopes the christian god exists just so I can punch him and also 100% believes in fairies for various reasons.

9. I collect kaleidoscopes! My collection is rather small but I'm proud of it. This one is my favorite of them all:

10. While I *know* that corporations are the most responsible for pollution and climate change, I still try to live as low waste as possible! I carry a reusable water bottle, I use a menstrual cup and often try to pack a lunch from home when I'm going out, in order to avoid buying food in disposable packages. If you catch me at a convenience store or ordering takeout it's probably because I'm really hungry and/or tired! I'm not perfect, but I still try!

Tagging: (Please don't feel pressured to participate if you don't feel like it!) @gogomeaty, @gointothevvater, @thatwritingho, @twigg96, @dolly-macabre, @black-klok-youth-pastor and @pikaflute. ALSO if anyone else wants to do this consider yourself tagged and go tell people I tagged you no one will fact check it I promise

#herrera.txt #tag/reblog/etc thingy

[alwaysthesitter]

Alright, I just finished watching Part 1 of Season 4. I was going to finish the whole thing, but it's almost midnight and I do work tomorrow. Sadly I didn't get any replies done tonight, but here's the head canons that have come up for me since doing the rewatch (now that I have time to focus strictly on Steve, and not you know....everything else going on).

This one is so random, but I just now noticed that Steve has leather seats in his BMW. I don't know if all BMW's have leather seats, but for someone that brings a lot of girls to Lover's Lake, I'm just saying.....those seats are probably pretty beneficial for keeping things as clean as possible. Did Steve possibly get the interior of his car done just for that? I could see it.

Steve seems to still jump to violence or violent threats as a defense, as noted when he threatens to punch Dustin's teeth out a second time or whatever the phrasing is. I feel like this is really reminiscent of his King Steve days, and that threatening others not only equates to him being tough, but it keeps people from prying past his facade and allowing him to be vulnerable. If he's feeling in a vulnerable position, chances are he's going to make a threat to deter from it.

THE CEMETARY SCENE. This one is going to be a huge stretch, but it's my interp and so I'm rolling with it. As soon as Max says "turn here", Steve immediately wipes a hand down his face. As we know from the series, this is a tic he seems to have whenever feeling particular emotional, as if "wiping off his feelings." To me, this heavily implied to me that Steve knew that turn led to the cemetary. Since Steve doesn't have anyone he's lost personally, I'm going to through out this hc that he has gone to Billy's grave since he died. This also goes along with the fact that he knew exactly which grave they were going to and was able to get his car there without Max's help (granted, we just see a wide shot of his car and Max could easily be giving him directions, but let my Harringrove heart have this).

Going off of Billy's birthday on his grave, I'm officially calling it that Steve's is April 29, 1966. There's a ton of theorizing about the year Steve was born, but this would make the most sense, because Steve is supposed to be a year older than Billy and with Billy being born in March of 67, Steve would have to be a 66 baby in order to be the oldest of the two. The sad thing is that in present day, that would make Steve only a few years younger than my parents - oof. But that also really solidifies the fact that I play Steve as a 20 year old post season 4.

Steve hates spiders. I think that's pretty obvious in canon by his interaction, but I'm extending this to say that Steve is fine with presenting as the 'manly man' in scenarios, except when it comes to killing the spider. He's definitely going to make his partner take that role.

I've had this unofficial head canon for awhile that Steve has a fake ID, and I've used it in several threads. I'm confirming this, because who else would have bought the six pack for Eddie that was in that car? Steve is the oldest of the group, and I surely don't think Nancy with her rule abiding lifestyle would have a fake ID, and Robin doesn't even have a license. So head canon, more or less confirmed.

Somewhat NSFW head canon, but Steve is very....very terrified of bondage. If his partner is into it (we see you and your handcuffs, Munson) then he's going to be willing to try for them, but it will take a lot of prep and coaxing and a ton of after care. Between being tied up by Russians, choked by the Demobat, pulled down and held up by vines.....he really doesn't like the feeling of being tied up and helpless.

Steve is absolutely 1000% a combat fighter. I always knew he had love and passion for his bat, and I know his main weapon of choice from the surplus store is a hatchet, but I never realized just how often this boy is grabbing handheld objects as weapons. He grabbed an oar twice to fend off danger. He grabbed the lamp. And maybe we could say it's because there was nothing else readily available, but he could have gotten all sorts of things at the surplus store and he still chose a close combat, hand-on object. I know he loses fights a lot, but with the way he absolutely destroyed that demobat with his bare hands, I think he's a better direct fighter than he gets credit for.

And that's all I have for now. As always, I love hearing what you all think or having questions to further develop this and make my interpretation really personal to me.

#[the hell am i sorry for*/head canons] #season 4 head canons

[appleciders]

rachel and leah and the water...i’m shortcircuiting

#it's about leah saying to rachel 'the water's a death wish' and then seven episodes later sprinting out into it #it's about leah calling rachel crazy because she held her down in it to rachel finding that out bc fatin thought leah walking into it was #it's about rachel keeping leah in the water by the ankle and then later pulling her out of it and saving her #it's about both of them being trapped by the earth - rachel by the mud and leah by the pit #it's about rachel going from 'we're water babies' to saying 'it's been out on me for a while. it only ever made me sick' #to 'i'm just gonna float' to getting bit by a LITERAL shark. #and fatin's tangled up in it all too? fatin who was ostracized for hogging water and who left with two stolen cans to go find a spring #and led them all to it and it was LIFE and reconnection and joy #fresh water vs salt water #not sure if i like. like the association of the sea with death and tragedy bc i love the ocean so much #but oof if they don't pack a punch into it #god even rachel's joy at diving down deep and discovering shells just because she wanted to just because it was fun #being perverted by later bringing back the mussels that made them all sick #i just. cut them a BREAK #there's so much more here too and im trying to work it into a gifset somehow but i dont know how to FIT it #the wilds #rachel reid #leah rilke #does this make sense? idk im just. water #leah x rachel

[prodbyblush]

blush (if that's ok to call u by?) is it possible if u can write for a male s/o or do u prefer them to be gn or strictly female? bc i just found out chishiya is like 3 in taller than me and oof do i have an idea for a request and i just wanna be his bf 👉👈 but i totally understand if ur uncomfy to do it!

ｎｏｗ ｌｏａｄｉｎｇ . . .

▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ 100%

ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

・❥・ requested

AN: I write for male, gn and female s/o's! Also, its okay to call me Blush and I became creative in this request!

Taglist: @ahahawowwwwww @chishiyaslosthoodie

Pre Borderland

• you knew of kuina's secret • and you definitely aren't a snitch either • the first time you saw kuina put on makeup in her room • you were shocked • wide eyed • but she looked so pretty using your mother's makeup • instead of ratting her out • you complimented her • "Red lipstick suits you, Hikari! Don't use pink or orange shades" • you are the first person to know of her secret • and you made sure kuina is comfortable around you • when your mother found kuina trying out dresses with you, you began panicking • racking your brain to come up with a lie • but instead • your mother gave her unconditional support and love • telling your older sibling to go on the path she chooses for herself and for you as well • that was the day you made up your mind • you would support kuina, all throughout her chosen path • and that was also the day your father began getting physical with you two • slapping your cheeks and punching your stomachs • reminding the both of you that you are boys and would inherit his studio • but what was the point of being proud of him when he hurts you • physically and mentally • hurt • having enough with the heavy, you began looking for a small space • just for you and kuina • and when the deal has been sealed, the two of you began packing • leaving for good and unannounced • on the way out, your father told you and kuina to never return • you were never really going back here • maybe you would • for your mother • so when you saw her pained expression • seeing her children leaving with heavy bags • it pained her • but there was nothing much that could happen • kuina advised you not to drop school • you were very much against it but you still stayed • when kuina earned enough, she decided to get a sex reassignment • you were scared for her but gave your support • you stayed by her side despite the long surgical hours • helped in her healing stage • and after three painful months • your brother is now a girl • you started calling her big sister • but people would often mistake you as the oldest • simply because you looked more mature and taller • when you received a text from your mother that she is in the hospital • you and kuina rushed to get to her • when your mother saw kuina beside you • she thought she was your girlfriend • wide eyed, you corrected her • saying that's kuina beside you • and it was your mother's turn to look at kuina wide eyed • but nevertheless, she was proud of kuina • complimenting how she looks pretty • you also learned that your parents had a divorce • and your mother's health is deteriorating • despite the tedious school hours • you made sure to drop by the hospital • and keep your mother company for a few hours • because you are a good boy and good son

Into Borderland

• you were bickering with kuina • because the smoke from her cigarette threw you in a coughing fit • you opened the windows and saw not a single person outside • thinking nothing of it • you continued to memorize the map of Japan for hours • until Kuina came into your room • asking you if your phone was working • turning your body to get your phone, it was still charging beside you • or so you thought • "What the hell? I'm charging but my phone won't open..." • you also noticed how the lights in your room aren't turning on either • stepping out of the small apartment, the two of you were met with eerie silence in the hall • you clung to kuina because what if a ghost suddenly appeared in front of you? • the two of you stepped outside and realized • that its just the two of you • weird • you weren't informed of a evacuation practice • so you tried to slap yourself • thinking that this is just a dream • but you can't feel pain in dreams • and your cheek stung as you slapped yourself • you and kuina hung around the road until the night came • and that's when one of the LED screens lit up. showing the direction of the nearest game arena • the two of you went it and found yourselves in a Clubs game • the game was called Base Capturing • to clear the game, players from opposite teams must provoke or distract each other to claim the oponent's base • first to claim the base wins • you thought you would die on your first game • it's been years since you played this game as a child • but you and kuina got out of the court with the 5 of Clubs card in your hand • and a 3 day visa • for the next two days, you and kuina would steal food and items that you both needed • and then you both met a man named chishiya • when you first saw him, you couldn't look away • but cursed to yourself for meeting a guy like him in this world • chishiya then proposed to form an alliance with the two of you • you almost immediately agreed to it • whenever chishiya would talk, you couldn't look him in the eye • you always end up blushing • kuina asked why was your face red • "It's hot here" • kuina started doubting and one time left you in a room alone with chishiya • you hve never wanted for the ground to swallow you whole • trying to distract yourself, you looked up at the ceiling and started appreciating it • even the floor too, you began to appreciate how intricate the design is • "You know, I've never really gotten your name" • your breath hitched as chishiya started talking to you • he's a man of few words • few but wise words • "Y/N" you mumbled, loud enough for him to hear • "I'm sorry, I couldn't catch that" • chishiya moved closer to you • by now your face turned tomato red • he smelled like fresh laundry • and baby powder • the three of you joined the Beach • what an odd place indeed • but no matter how odd it is • you find yourself drinking and dancing with the other residents • chishiya didn't liked it whenever you danced with other people • one night you wanted to drink by the bar area in the pool • but chishiya took a couple of bottles and stirred you away from that place • so the two of you ended up drinking in his room • but more like it was only you drinking and chishiya watching you • he found you cute • no lie on that • "you know, we'd make a good pair" you drukenly spoke while holding onto a can of Asahi • "buuuut" you hiccuped, staring at the can of beer in your hand • "you're so reserved and i don't think you'll like me" you confessed, drinking the remaining contents of the beer before placing it on the table • you felt like passing out in your spot • but saw chishiya suddenly in front of you • "hi" you giggled at him • "you're drunk, y/n" he said, brushing out the hair falling over your eyes • "but i like you too" and then leaned down to place his lips on yours

#aib scenarios #aib headcanons #chishiya shuntaro #aib chishiya #chishiya imagine #chishiya headcanons #chishiya alice in borderland #chishiya x reader #chishiya x oc #chishiya x y/n #alice in borderland imagine #alice in borderland heacanons #aib #imawa no kuni no alice #ima wa no kuni no alice

[vanillann]

within the vision (bucky barnes x f.reader)

a/n: i’m going to be naming each chapter based on a sitcom from that time era, cause i can!! also i’m so glad everyone liked the prologue!!

warning: WANDAVISION SPOILERS, swearing, suggestive language, talks of past trauma, AU

word count: 1.9k

within the vision masterlist

Chapter 1: Born Yesterday 

“Do you remember everything we just went over?”

I rolled my eyes, snapping the silver bracelet on my wrist, the little charm would be normal to anyone else but Bucky and I knew the content.

“No, I forgot everything,” I turned to Tony, smiling sarcastically when he frowned.

“We should have given you up for adoption,” Tony titled his head, the tiniest smile on his lips and he played with the technology again.

The room felt packed with people, Tony and Bruce running around the technology, Bucky and I waiting beside two beds that were shoved beside Wanda’s, and Steve and Sam leaned against the wall trying to tell me to stop with this plan.

“We don’t know what could happen,” Steve repeated again, his arms crossed as Tony gave Bucky his bracelet, thicker than mine but still normal enough to not have anyone question it.

We had taken extra steps to ensure our safety as nobody knew exactly where we were going.

“You both need to get out as soon as the mission's over,” Bruce nodded, to both of us. His finger danced across the different screen, Tony and himself were the only ones who understood it.

“I was planning on going on a walk before I came back.” Bruce rolled his eyes, but gave me a hint of a smile. He understood my defense mechanism, one of the few people who never got mad when I couldn’t be completely serious. One plus for anger management classes.

“I regret doing this already,” Bucky spoke under his breath, looking up to Sam who gave a fake thumbs up.

“If it comes down to it, leave Bucky,” he responded, earning a thumbs up from me.

“I hate both of you.”

Bucky and I both laid in our own bed, our combat gear already on as we laid back slightly, Tony taking Bucky's side while Bruce came to mine.

“We’re going to first hook you to this machine to keep track of your vitals,” I said nothing, watching Bruce shove the IV in my arm and playing with the machine a bit to make sure everything was okay.

“Next, on the count of three you’ll press the button on the bracelet. Remember you need to keep your mind focused on Wanda for this to work,” Tony continues with his run on sentence, only stopping once Bucky and I both nodded once.

I felt the chill suddenly run up my body, suddenly nervous to just hind out in my best friend's mind. Especially since she had always been younger than me, I felt weirdly awkward now.

“Are you both sure about this?”

I saw Bucky nodded slightly from the bed beside me, suddenly all eyes on me. I felt myself shift in the bed, avoiding eye contact.

“(Y/N)?”

“I’m fine, I just need a second,” I spoke after Steve, smiling at his worried glares but said nothing else of it.

You were doing this for her own good, you were helping her. This wasn’t you reading her diary after teasing about her crush, this was her turning into herself not knowing we were waiting for her.

“I’m good,” I laid down on the bed, not looking at anyone as my other hand searched for the button. I wasn’t going to mess this up cause I couldn’t find a button.

“Okay, remember to stay safe and think about Wanda.”

I nodded lightly, trying my best to zone in on Wanda while Tony’s count down filled the room.

“One.”

I thought back to young Wanda and Pietro trying to hide my shoes before one of my first dates when I was 14.

“Two.”

Wanda giggling in my room at the compound when Steve went on a manhunt for me because I was late for practice.

“Three.”

I felt my finger smash the button, thinking of Wanda’s face as she held off Thanos with Vision life in her hand. I thought of her tearful face as she gave me one last glance before everything blew up before my body was smashed against the nearby tree.

The weird feeling around me gave me a stomach ache. The feeling of falling when you were about to sleep almost, but my eyes refused to open as the wind rushed past me. I wanted to panic, to pull myself from whatever I walked into, but I simply couldn’t.

I couldn't sense anyone around me, my body was all alone falling and I couldn’t stop it. I was a controlled person, I enjoyed control and suddenly that word didn’t even exist anymore.

Then it stopped, the falling was gone and my eyes were pushed open. My body was moved differently, pushed against something. When I slowly moved around I noticed the slight dusk of the sky.

“(Y/N)?” My name whispered filled the same space I sat in, I looked around trying to get my brain to focus on one thing. I felt something cold against my wrist cause me to jump, pushing harder into the rough back.

I looked down, Bucky's face laid under whatever I was sitting on. I looked up, noticing the windows and the steering wheel slightly ahead of me. I took in the leather under my fingers, seeing there wasn’t a door handle in the back and how low the roof was.

But that didn't worry me, what worried me was I couldn’t make out any other colors besides black, white, and grey. I looked to Bucky, hoping to see the light pale skin on his face but was met with white, almost like a white crayon that had been run in black dust lightly.

“Where the hell are we?”

“Wanda’s head, I thought this was your plan,” Bucky slowly sat up from the floor of the backseat, I had luckily ended up on the actual seat. I looked out, hoping to see the colors of the sky but I was met with the same grey color.

“Can you see color?”

“Can’t say I do,” Bucky rubbed his arm, slowly moving to sit in the same space I had made for him on the seat.

I finally looked around the rest of the area, noticing the row of houses and other such things. The trees and bushes reminded me of the old movie Steve would make us watch, looking like something out of a sitcom.

“What are you wearing?”

I frowned as I looked at Bucky, his eyes held confusion as he looked me up and down once. I looked down at myself, shocked to find myself in a dress, definitely not my combat gear. The material was dark, I couldn’t tell more, and a fake belt was sowed into the thick fabric.

“I haven’t seen one of those in awhile,” Bucky picked up a piece of the dress at the end, rubbing the material between his fingers when I slapped it from his wands. That when I heard it, laughing. Not like you told a funny joke laughing, like a sitcom laugh.

I pointed to Bucky, my eyes wide as I waited for who knew what. When I saw Bucky slowly look up at me from the place he looked at my dress I knew he heard it. That's when I noticed the suit he was wearing, specifically an older looking arm suit. I looked back around the car, spotting the matching hat to the suit on the dash of the car. I didn’t say anything, slowly reaching up to grab it when I saw a door open.

A lady with dark hair and bright smiles walked out, held a hand slightly in the air if she were to hold a cigarette but no smoke came out. She was talking to someone, whoever was in the house. Suddenly I watched the owner lean out slightly, my jaw going slack as I saw Wanda’s bright smile hides behind loopy curls.

“Doll-”

“Don’t call me that,” I spoke softly, doing my best to keep the facade up but I was so shocked, Wanda was lightly pushing the woman out the house, almost as if begging her to leave with a little laugh. She looked the same, only dressed up similar to me.

“You’re going to want to see this,” he tugged on my dress, my hand slapping it away again but he yanked hard. He sent me flying to the back seat of the car. my side pushed into his with a loud oof.

I heard that stupid sitcom laugh again, trying to push it to the make of my mind as I pushed away from Bucky. I hit him in the side with the hat I had managed to take back with me, my mouth wide open to yell but Bucky shoved something in my face.

I could spot the coke logo from miles away, only it wasn’t the saem logo I had always remembered. The bottles were glass and the writing looked much more vintage. That when I noticed Bucky tapping on a part of the label, my eyes reading over the information their.

Expiration date: July 6th, 1953

“1953?” I looked around the neighborhood again, suddenly realizing the vintage cars that were parked along the streets and the dress that hung off my frame.

“How?”

“I don't hear you asking how we ended up in the wrong decade,” My voice was stern as he spoke, watching the dark haired lady finally leave Wanda’s porch and go to her own house close by.

“Not the time,” Bucky finally sat up slightly, watching the lady walk in her house.

“When is the time then? Maybe the 70s or do you wanna wait til the 90s,” I snapped, looking over my shoulder with a pout. His face was so close to me, I finally noticed his once long hair was cut short.

He looked like he had in those photos of Steve and himself, back from the 40s.

“Well, what do we do know?” Bucky looked at me, his nose almost hitting mine when he turned but I had slightly moved back.

“I guess blend it?” I shrugged, hearing that stupid sitcom laugh that I wanted ro punch in the face.

“How do you suppose we do that?”

I looked around the neighborhood, smiling when I noticed the house across from Wanda’s had a large “FOR SALE” sign standing in the front yard.

“Break into that house and act like we belong here,” I smirked, ignoring Bucky as I slowly climbed into the front seat of the car. I heard Bucky yell out about me kicking him but I didn’t care as I made it to the driver seat, pushing open the door.

“For your information, I do belong here,” were the last words I heard from Bucky before I closed the door, smiling over at the house and trying to keep my voice low to not attract wandering eyes. I stood in the same place for a second, suddenly my view changed from house to concrete. I felt a little bump on my backside and frown when I heard Bucky laugh.

“Should’ve held the door,” I noticed his combat boots beside my face. Normally I would have bought him down with me but I decided it would bring too much attention and simply pushed myself from the ground.

“I hate you,” I frowned, slamming my foot into the road when I heard that stupid laugh sound around me again.

“Okay okay,” Bucky held out two arms from me, trying his best to calm me down but it wasn’t any use, I simply pointed to the sign, turning back to look at Bucky with a serious look in my eye.

“We are stealing that sign and moving to that house.”

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