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To All New and Returning Subjects

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A JSE Fanfic

I bet a lot of you guys hated me for the cliffhanger of the last story, right? XD But now we can see what comes of it! All five of the guys have been caught by IRIS, and now find themselves locked up in separate rooms. Each of them wonder what is going to happen to them as IRIS stops by them one by one. And yeah. There's not much more to say about it jdkhalsf This is just the start of the guys' adventures in IRIS! They have to get used to their new home! :D Enjoy, hehehe

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Anti opened his eyes and found himself in a familiar room. Simple, undecorated walls, the only things in the room being a bed, a table, some chairs, and a camera mounted in the ceiling corner. Fear immediately shot through his heart and he sat up straight. This couldn’t be real! This had to be a dream of some kind, or another one of Distorter’s illusions. He patted the walls and bed around him—but they felt real. They felt so real.

His breathing started to speed up. No! No, he couldn’t be back here—back in IRIS! But as he got up and explored the room, desperately trying to find some flaw in this illusion, the truth slowly sunk in. He was back.

Or had he even left at all in the first place? What if Disorter had merely been toying with him this whole time? Giving him glimpses of a hospital room that didn’t actually exist? While the whole time he’d been here, stuck in this room, maybe with those sick fucks watching him like this was some science experiment—

No. No, he couldn’t believe that. That moment with Jackie had to be real. It had to be.

Anti took a deep breath and immediately ran for the door, yanking on the doorknob. It was locked, of course. He tried pounding on it, kicking it, shoving his shoulder against it, but there was no give at all. Of course there wasn’t. He should know better by now.

Okay. Okay. He has to stay calm. Taking a deep breath, he looked up into the corner of the room. The camera was on, its red light blinking. “You fuckers,” he hissed. “You fucking freaks. Why? Why?!”

The camera didn’t answer, of course.

Another deep breath. Anti started pacing around the floor. Okay, think. What was the last thing he remembered? There was an IRIS scientist, and a bunch of smoke that knocked him out. It must have knocked out the others, too. Were they also in this place? Or had IRIS only taken him? He had no way of knowing.

He wanted to ask the camera questions, but knew better than to expect an answer. And he couldn’t waste his energy. That might have been his problem last time he was here. He wore himself out, and when an opportunity to fight came, he was too tired to. Patience would be the name of the game this time. He couldn’t spend all his time on bullshit that didn’t matter.

Sighing, he sat down on the bed again, noticing a lump under the covers when he did. He stood up again and moved the blankets aside. It was a green bouncy ball. The same green bouncy ball that they’d given him last time. It was still here. He laughed darkly and picked it up. “Hope you guys give me food before you give me a second ball,” he muttered, squeezing it. He looked up into the camera. “If you guys went to all the trouble to bring me back here, you have to want me alive. So you better keep me alive. Okay? I can’t die of hunger.”

Come to think of it, when was the last time he ate anything at all? It had to be before he sleepwalked to IRIS the first time. Maybe dinner that night with Will? God—Will. He had to hold onto hope that he was alright. He didn’t even get to see him after Jackie woke him up from Distorter’s dream world.

He shook his head. He couldn’t dwell on this. It would only make him spiral again. For now, he had to distract himself. But also conserve his strength. He’d only been up and active for a couple minutes and his muscles already felt weak. Guess that was what he got after being stuck in some sort of dream world for who knew how long. Maybe... he should do some exercise? He’d never been a fan of working out, but he had to get strong again. At the same time, if IRIS didn’t give him enough food, he might have to save his energy... It was going to be a tough balancing act from here on out.

Sighing, he bounced the ball against the wall.

———————

Jackie groaned and cracked open his eyes, finding himself in a strange room. Featureless off-white plaster walls, with a bed, a table, some chairs, and a camera mounted in the corner of the room. There was a second camera on a tripod next to the table.

“What the hell?” he muttered, sitting up. “Hello?” He looked up at the camera, confused. The last thing he remembered... was the hospital room filling with white smoke. All of them falling to it, unable to stay awake. The white smoke... and the man in the IRIS coat.

His stomach dropped. Was this somewhere in IRIS? He’d never seen any rooms like this. But then again, he’d only ever been in one of their complexes. There were at least two others near Mirygale. He could be in one of those places.

Slowly, he stood up and walked over to the door. Locked. Of course. He turned around and crossed the room again, examining the camera on the tripod. This was one of the WTCHR cameras that IRIS produced. He laughed dryly. God, he could remember them bragging about their advanced cameras, able to detect emotions with great accuracy. That seemed so long ago now.

“W-well? What are you going to do to me, then?” Jackie asked, his voice shaking slightly. “I—I’m not going back to you. S-so... you shouldn’t waste your time trying to convince me. I-I know better now.”

There was no response. Evidently, there wasn’t an intercom in this room. Which made sense, he couldn’t see any speakers anywhere. Unless... they were super small?

Jackie backed away from the camera, walking around the edge of the room a couple times, looking for any sign of IRIS’s technology besides the cameras. Nothing. He seemed to be alone with the WTCHRs.

They couldn’t be planning to leave him alone for long, though. There was no way they would leave him in this room for longer than a couple hours. Well... there was a bed. That implied they expected him to sleep. But there wasn’t a bathroom or anything, so that was a bit contradictory. Were they going to let him out for that?

Jackie swallowed a lump in his throat. A vague feeling of dread pooled in his stomach, clawing at his insides, eating away at them. He thought he knew IRIS. But it’s clear he didn’t know anything about them. He had no idea what their plans for him would be after he’d stolen some of their technology and fled with the help of Schneep and JJ. For all he knew, they would just... leave him here...

No. No, that couldn’t be it. They had to have some sort of plan. Maybe someone would show up eventually. He... he just had to wait. That’s it.

And hope that the others, wherever they were... hope that they were alright.

———————

Marvin woke up, aching all over his body. He lied there for a moment, figuring out where he was. This was a bed of some sort. Not a particularly comfortable one. The mattress was hard and the sheets had a strange crinkly texture that he didn’t enjoy. The light was bright behind his eyelids. He slowly opened them up, glancing around the room.

A plain space, more like a cell than anything else. Besides the bed he was lying on, there was a table with two chairs and a small alcove blocked off by a curtain. A camera was installed in the corner of the room, dangling from the ceiling. Exactly like the WTCHR cameras JJ had bought from IRIS.

IRIS. This must be in one of their compounds. After they all got knocked out, everyone must have been brought here. They all must be in rooms like this.

Marvin pushed the blankets away and pushed himself up. Then, slowly, carefully, he stood up—ah. Right. He stood up. He hadn’t really had time to process that back in the hospital, since the fight with Distorter had quickly taken priority. But—how the fuck was his leg suddenly healed?! Sure, his legs were shaking now, but that was from his usual fatigue and weak muscles. There was none of the pain he’d expect from a broken leg.

There had to be some sort of explanation, but he couldn’t think of what it could be right now. He slowly walked towards the alcove in the corner, using the wall for support, and pulled away the curtain. A toilet and a sink. Well... good to know. He turned around and walked back to the bed, sitting down, staring blankly forward.

After a moment, he patted himself down, making sure that he had everything. All his clothes were in place. Seemed like they just dumped him in bed fully dressed—

Hang on a moment. Where were his cards? He double checked all his pockets, but—no, his deck of cards was nowhere to be found. “They took my cards?!” Marvin blurted out in shock. “Why?!”

Did they know the powers the card had? Maybe they thought he could use them to escape? Honestly, he probably could, so he could see their reasoning—but it didn’t stop him from being shaken to find them no longer with him.

He pulled his legs back onto the bed, eyes darting around. The door would be locked, wouldn’t it? If they went to the trouble of drugging them and bringing them over, they would surely lock the door. He tried to get up again, but his legs gave out. “Shit!” he cursed. He should’ve used his strength to go check on the door. Sometimes he really hated his body.

He’ll have to wait for a good time to move again. Rest would help with that. Marvin laid down again, kicking off his shoes and trying to go to sleep. But the fear of being in this place made that difficult.

———————

JJ gasped awake, flying up immediately. Something’s wrong something’s wrong something’s wrong—

He staggered to his feet, eyes darting around. A door! He rushed for it—but found himself yanked backwards by something wrapped around his ankle. He fell heavily to the ground, then got up and looked back at what stopped him. There was a cuff around his ankle. Made of some sort of white material, connecting him to the floor by a tether made of some flexible half-transparent material. He grabbed onto the tether—felt like plastic—and tried making a knife from magic to slash through it—

Pain raced up his leg and he cried out, collapsing to the floor. What was that?! It must have come from the cuff. But—it looked normal—or as normal as a cuff with a tether could be. How did that happen?

JJ shook his head and tried to push back the panic. He looked around the room, really taking it in for the first time. This was a small room—tiny, really—with white plastic-looking walls and. To his left was a bed, and to his right was a small alcove blocked off by a curtain. Judging by the length of the tether, both of these would be in reach. But the door is too far, the wall in front of him much farther away. The room is rectangular and he’s stuck at one end. Two cameras dangle from the ceiling, in diagonal corners.

And then Jameson looked down at himself. What the hell?! He wasn’t wearing his clothes anymore. Instead, he was wearing a white shirt-and-pants combination that reminded him vaguely of hospital scrubs. When did that happen?! Why did that happen?!

He staggered to his feet. Just to check, he tried a small spell, something to just conjure a few dancing lights—and another shock of pain rushed up from the cuff, sending him slumping back against the wall, breathing heavily. Okay—so no magic. At all. Good to know.

Where was he? The last thing that happened was that man in the white coat throwing that device in the hospital room, filling it with sweet smoke. IRIS. He remembered the logo on the sleeve. So—this must be some sort of IRIS facility, then? The same people who’d done all that to Schneep. What were they planning to do to Jameson? What were they planning to do to the rest of his friends?

Jameson began to hyperventilate. He tried to stop, pressing a hand against his chest, but he couldn’t help it. Tears came to the corners of his eyes, filling his vision, blurring it. It would be fine. It would be fine. It would be fine. It would be fine. He had to believe it would be fine.

But he didn’t believe it at all.

———————

Schneep woke up staring at a blank white ceiling. And yet, despite how featureless the ceiling above was, he instantly knew where he is. He sat up, gasping, and looked around. This room—it wasn’t the same room where they kept him. That room would be burned into his mind forever, a tiny space no bigger than a jail cell with walls made of a strange white material. This room was slightly bigger than that. It had an actual bed instead of a cot attached to the wall. There was an alcove blocked off with a curtain. And there were two cameras attached to the ceiling in diagonal corners. The shape of the room was strange, a long rectangle with him at one end.

He got to his feet quickly, and noticed a pull around his ankle. There was a cuff attaching him to the floor. A white cuff, with a translucent tether. He crouched down again and tugged at it experimentally. It felt solid. And tight against his ankle, too. He couldn't even get a finger underneath—

Wait a second. What was he wearing? These weren’t his clothes! But he did recognize the white pants and shirt. They gave him the same sort of clothes the first time.

He pushed down his fear and stared up into the nearest camera. “W-well—what are you going to do now?!” he demanded. “I thought you were done with me! Weren’t you? I-I heard your white coats say that! D-did you change your mind?” It was a useless question, he knew. Just because IRIS considered him ‘completed’ didn’t mean they were done with him. They were doing this for a purpose.

After a moment of staring at the camera, watching the red light blink, he started walking around, testing the limit of the tether. He could get to the bed and the alcove—which turned out to be a crude bathroom—easily enough. But he couldn’t get to the door. Not even close. He even tried lying on his stomach and stretching out, but his fingers couldn’t even brush the metal.

...he was trapped again.

His heart was pounding in his chest, but he tried not to panic as he got up and walked back over to the bed. He stared up into the camera once more. “Y-you should actually take care of me this time, at least,” he said. “Whatever you want from me, I will be of no use to you if I am suffering.”

He wasn’t expecting an answer. And he didn’t get one.

He couldn’t freak out. He couldn’t break down. The cameras were always watching, and if IRIS saw him break down, they would win. Or—not literally. They probably didn’t care at all about his mental state. But it would mean that they really were affecting him. And he wouldn’t let them have that.

Though the fear inside him was enough to make his hands shake, Schneep laid down on the bed and closed his eyes. He tried not to move. He tried to breathe slowly.

———————

Jackie wasn’t sure how much time passed. There was no clock in the room. And nothing to do. He couldn’t even count the seconds. All he could do was pace in circles as the anxiety mounted.

And then the door opened, and a man walked inside. Jackie whirled around at the sound of the lock turning, and stood there, frozen, as the man closed the door behind him, sat down at the desk, and took out a clipboard. He fiddled with the camera on the tripod and then turned back around. “Hello, Dr. Parker.”

Jackie blinked. “Um... do I... know you?”

“No, but I have read your file, Dr. Parker,” the man said. “You were employed at IRIS recently.”

“‘Were’?”

“Well. Wouldn’t you say running from a compound and taking experimental MR technology with you is grounds for termination?” The man said it in a joking manner, but it just caused a pit of anxiety in Jackie’s stomach. “Please sit down.”

Slowly, Jackie walked over and sat down in the free chair.

“The date is February 29th, 2020, we are interviewing Dr. Jackie Parker,” the man said.

“Um... who are you, by the way?” Jackie asked, trying to hide his concern that a day had passed since IRIS found them in the hospital.

“You can call me Daniel, Dr. Parker. Dr. Parker is a 5 foot 9 inch white man in his early 30s. Dr. Parker was employed at IRIS until February 26th, at which point he fled the compound where he was living, taking with him a prototype MR Headset Pair. He was accompanied by an unknown anomaly and escaped EX subject 1-019—”

“Is that what you’re calling Schneep?!” Jackie gasped.

“Subject 1-019 has since been recaptured,” Daniel continued. He put the clipboard down and looked at Jackie. “Dr. Parker, we have some questions for you.”

“I—I-I—” Jackie stammered. “Am I... W-what are you going to do to me? What are you going to do to my friends?”

“That entirely depends on how you answer these questions, Dr. Parker,” Daniel said calmly.

Jackie stared at him, unsure what to say. He could feel his heart about to pound out of his ribcage.

“Dr. Parker, can you explain why you took the MR Headset Pair that you were entrusted with?” Daniel asked.

“I...” Jackie hesitated. It... would probably be good to tell the truth, right? “I... thought they could help... my friends. F-from ALTR 53815. Or I guess, from the creature attached to it.” To IRIS, the house on Aspen Street was the true anomaly, and Distorter was a side effect.

“I see.” Daniel wrote something down. “Did you use the Headset Pair in the time since you fled the compound?”

“Y-yes.”

“For what?”

“I... managed to go into my friend Anti’s head,” Jackie said quietly. “He was... in some sort of trance. Caused by the ALTR creature. A-and he was being made to... try and hurt people. So... I went into his head and woke him up.”

“I see.” Daniel wrote another thing down. “You’re referring to the man called ‘Anti’ McLoughlin?”

“Yes.”

“Did you have any contact with ALTR 53815 or 53815-A in the time since you fled the compound?”

“N...no. I don’t think so.” His friends had been the ones to fight off Distorter. He had just stayed in the hospital room.

“I see.” Daniel nodded. “Dr. Parker, when did you come into contact with EX subject 1-019?”

“D-don’t call him that,” Jackie whispered, hands curling into fists by his sides.

“Apologies, Dr. Parker,” Daniel said, sounding not sincere at all. “Now, can you please answer the question?”

“I’m serious. Th-that’s fucked up! It’s really fucked up!” Jackie shook his head. “I know everything you did to him now! A-and I don’t know what you did to Anti, but I can guess!”

“Dr. Parker, when did you come into contact with EX subject 1-019?”

Jackie took a deep breath. Getting angry wouldn’t help anything. He knew that. If he made IRIS angry, they might... well, he’s not sure what they might do. But better safe than sorry, right? “I knew him... before,” he said quietly. “But that was... the first time I’d seen him in... god, it must’ve been weeks.”

Daniel nodded. “And when did you come into contact with that anomaly who was also there that day?”

“The... a-are you talking about Jameson?” Jackie whispered.

“The anomaly was in the form of a 5 foot 9 inch white male with brown hair and facial hair, often giving off blue light,” Daniel explained.

“You... are talking about him.” Jackie’s eyes widened. “He’s not some anomaly, h-he’s a person!”

“He is a person with an anomalous form of energy,” Daniel said.

“Where is he? Wh-where are all of them?!” Jackie leaned forward. “Where are my friends?!”

“They are safe, Dr. Parker, as are you,” Daniel said.

“I don’t believe you.” Jackie shook his head. “I don’t fucking believe you.”

“When did you first come in contact with the anomaly who was also there that day?” Daniel repeated.

“I—I-it was years ago! We’ve known each other for years! That’s how I know he’s a person, not an anomaly—though I guess you don’t need to know someone for years to know that they’re a fucking human being!”

Daniel stared at him quietly for a moment. Then he put the clipboard down and folded his arms. “Jackie. IRIS is very disappointed in you.”

“Disappointed?!” Jackie repeated in disbelief.

“We really could have helped you contain ALTR 53815 and its peripheral anomaly. If you had simply asked to use the MR Headsets, we would have granted permission. There was no need to steal them.”

For a split second, Jackie was taken aback. For a split second, he wondered if he made a mistake running off, if he could have worked with IRIS around all this. But then the image of Schneep begging him to leave, screaming about what IRIS had done to his body, flasheD through his mind. And that doubt evaporated. “You guys... y-you’re experimenting on people,” Jackie whispered. “And not just by testing your tech out on them. You’re going so far beyond that. I... I couldn’t stay here. I couldn’t.”

Daniel sighed, like a parent with a child who just hadn’t learned their lesson. “Alright, Dr. Parker. We’ll speak with you again later.” He stood up.

“H-hey!” Jackie shot to his feet as well. “What’s happened to my friends?! Are they also going through this?! Or did you ship them off to whatever place Schneep was trapped in?!”

“Get some rest, Dr. Parker,” Daniel said, hurrying over to the door.

“Tell me!” Jackie screamed, running after him—but he’s not fast enough. Daniel closed the door quickly, locking it just as Jackie slammed into it and grabbed the doorknob.

Jackie shuddered. He sank to the ground, gasping, trying to push back tears.

———————

Marvin only realized he’d fallen asleep again when he was jolted awake by the sound of the door opening. He lifted his head and saw a woman in a white coat walk into the room, her curly blonde hair held back by a headband, carrying a tripod under her arm. She smiled at him. “Hello there.”

“...hello?” Marvin said, confused.

The woman set up the tripod next to the table and sat down at one of the chairs. “Can you please come sit with me?”

Marvin sat up slowly. He tested out his legs—but found that not enough time had passed. He winced. “Ah... d’you mind if I stay over here?”

“You’re out of view of the interview camera over there, unfortunately,” the woman said.

“...huh. I don’ t’ink you understan’, I-I can’ walk that far righ’ now.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” the woman said. “But we do need you over here.”

Marvin stared at her. She said nothing else. A quiet sort of anger curled around his stomach. Fine, then. He took a deep breath and scooted over to the end of the bed closest to the wall, reaching out and grabbing it to pull himself up. His legs still wobbled, but with the help of the wall he managed to get over to the table, stumbling the last couple steps he took crossing the open floor and practically running into the chair. He adjusted his position, then leaned onto the table, staring at the woman with narrowed eyes.

“Thank you so much,” she said, smiling. Then she looked down at her clipboard. “The date is February 29th, 2020, we are interviewing an unknown man. Please introduce yourself for the camera, sir.”

“...Marvin. Marvin Moore,” he said slowly.

“Mr. Moore is a 5 foot 11 inch white male with brown hair and weakened muscles, especially in the legs, likely as a result of childhood illness,” the woman said.

Marvin tensed. “How d’you know about t’at?”

“He was caught with Dr. Jackie Parker, a former IRIS employee who took confidential IRIS technology from a compound, as well as ‘Anti’ McLoughlin, a subject exposed to ALTR 53815, an unknown anomaly, and escaped EX subject 1-019, all of whom have since been captured—”

“I’m sorry?!” Marvin gasped.

“Mr. Moore also had an anomaly in his person, in the form of a deck of cards with strange designs on the back,” the woman said.

“My cards!” Marvin leaned forward. “You took them from me! Why?”

“Because, Mr. Moore, anomalies such as that could be dangerous,” the woman said personally.

“N-no, those aren’—those are mine, I-I know how they work,” Marvin protested. “They’re not dangerous at all.”

“We cannot be sure about that, Mr. Moore,” the woman said, her tone condescendingly gentle. “It’s better safe than sorry.”

“But... they’re... they’re mine,” Marvin said numbly, unsure how to protest this.

“Are they, Mr. Moore?” the woman asked. “Because we did some cursory tests and research on these cards. They’re styled in the manner of cards printed several decades ago, but the material they’re made of only seems to be ten years old at most.”

“Ah...” Marvin hesitated. Every instinct told him that IRIS shouldn’t know the reality of his situation. Of where he came from. Or, rather, when he came from. “They’re... replicas. I-I bought them at a tiny shop some years ago.”

“Do you remember the name of the shop?”

Marvin shook his head. It wasn’t a lie. He really didn’t remember. He’d never been back to the shop after buying the cards, either.

“I see.” The woman nodded. “Mr. Moore, have you ever heard of ALTR 53815?”

“I... don’ t’ink so?” He said, confused.

“When did you first come into contact with ALTR 53815?”

“I—I don’ know, I can’ know anyt’ing unless I know what that ‘alter’ thing is, can I?”

The woman hummed, then started to get up. “Well. We’ll be seeing you, Mr. Moore.”

“Wait, wait.” He leaned forward, reaching out, asking her to stop. “Ye can’ expect me to jus’ stay in here! What abou’ my friends?! Where are they?”

“They are safe, Mr. Moore, don’t worry,” the woman said. “No doubt undergoing the same thing you are.”

“And what am I undergoing?!” Marvin demanded. “Why am I in here?! I’m not—not’ing has happened to me!”

“Get some rest, Mr. Moore, you’ll have a busy day tomorrow.” The woman smiled at him, then headed for the door.

“Wait! You can’ jus’ leave me here!” Marvin pushed himself up with the help of the table. “Not without some answers!”

“We’ll be back soon, Mr. Moore,” the woman said cheerfully and quickly walked over to the door. Marvin stood where he was and watched her leave, locking the door behind her. A vague sense of despair pooled in his stomach as he made his way back to the bed to lie down.

———————

When the door finally opened, Jameson’s face was streaked with panicked tears as he sat up against the bed with his knees drawn up to his chest. He quickly wiped his face as best he could before looking over towards it. A woman in a white coat walked into the room, her black hair cut in a pixie style. Two people came in with her, wearing black uniforms with helmets that covered their features. Guards. What did Jackie say they were called? Right, C&C. He couldn’t remember what that stood for right now. Had Jackie even explained that?

“Please stand up,” the woman said, her face blank and completely empty of emotion.

JJ stared at her, uncomprehending for a moment.

“Please stand up,” she said again. “Cooperation is necessary.”

Shivers crawled along his skin. He slowly got up, and the woman hurried towards him, taking something out of her pocket. Before he could react, she was right by him, measuring him—because that small object from her pocket turned out to be an extendable measuring tape. She grabbed his arms, measuring their length, wrapped it around his chest, then his waist, put the end on the ground and measured his legs, then wrapped it around his wrists, ankles, and neck. All before he could so much as process what she was doing. Then she stepped back again.

Excuse me? JJ signed, and then realized that these people might not know BSL. He’d have to use his voice, wouldn’t he? Well, then he should choose what to say carefully since his throat would hurt quickly.

The woman put the measuring tape away and pulled something else out. Some sort of handheld device; it reminded JJ of the geiger counters seen in movies and games. She pointed it at him, moving it up and down—scanning him.

“Ex...cuse me?” JJ asked in his hoarse voice. “What are you doing?”

She didn’t answer, but her eyes did flick down to his neck, where the faint scars of Distorter’s attack could still be seen.

“What are you doing?” JJ asked again.

Still not answering, the woman put the handheld device away and took something else out—a syringe of some kind, though it was a bit bulkier than any syringe Jameson had ever seen. She reached for his arm and Jameson immediately balked, yanking his arm away. “Please cooperate,” she said, walking closer.

He backed up into the wall, shaking his head. “Can—can you explain?!” His voice cracked with fear on the last word. He didn’t want them to inject him with anything!

“If you do not cooperate, we will use force,” the woman said calmly. Behind her, the C&C guards stepped forward.

Jameson’s eyes darted to them, then back to the woman. With his magic not working, he’d be no match for either of them. And though he really wants to try and shield himself somehow, he doesn’t want to be shocked—or whatever it was—either. So, reluctantly, he held out his arm.

The woman took it, plunging the syringe into the crook of his arm. JJ gasped in surprise as it hurt far more than expected. And soon the empty vial of the syringe filled up with red liquid. His blood. They’d taken his blood, and done it surprisingly quickly. Drawing blood usually took at least thirty seconds, but that was barely five, if even that at all. She quickly stepped back, tapping the side of the syringe and squinting at the blood within.

“What... are you doing?” Jameson asked again. “Please. Tell me.”

No answer. The woman turned around, heading back towards the door.

“Please!” Jameson shouted, then coughed as pain scraped through his throat.

The woman didn’t even look back at him as he coughed furiously. She simply opened the door and left, the two C&C guards going with her.

As JJ stared at the door as it closed, a bit of uncharacteristic anger curled around his stomach. He couldn’t believe that they were doing this to him. Were they doing something like this to his friends? Why?! What did they ever do to deserve this?!

But then the door locked, and the anger was quickly snuffed out by fear. He sank back down to the ground and tried not to fall back into panic. What did IRIS want with him? Were they... going to do the same thing to him that they did to Schneep? Why did they even do that to him in the first place? Did they want to make Schneep a weapon? Were they going to make Jameson into one as well?

He buried his head in his arms, thoughts spinning through his mind, drawing him into a whirlpool of anxiety that he couldn’t swim back out of.

———————

Schneep’s eyes snapped open the moment he heard the door open. He sat up straight and saw two guards in black uniform walk into the room, followed by a guard wearing a uniform with white highlights and a redheaded man in a white coat. Schneep recognized that man instantly. He’d come to think of him as a “handler,” of sorts, as he was the one Schneep had most seen during his first captivity here—the scientist who worked with him most often. And he did use the phrase “worked with him” in the most literal way. “You,” Schneep growled.

“Hello 1-019,” the handler said calmly. “Before you say anything, I will tell you that we have a disabling signal ready at the first sign of aggression. It has since been proven to work, as you no doubt remember.”

Schneep clenched his fists and glared, but didn’t say anything. He didn’t want to experience the signal again. He didn’t want to feel so helpless.

The handler paused, gauging his reaction. “Thank you,” he said, as soon as it became clear that Schneep wouldn’t be fighting back. “Now stand up.”

Slowly, Schneep did so, standing stiff and straight as a pole. The handler walked over and took out some sort of measuring tape, using it to measure out Schneep’s height, then the length of his limbs, then the circumference of his chest, waist, wrists, ankle, and neck. Schneep tried not to show his discomfort. Tried not to squirm or shudder or shout as this happened. Though as the measuring tape went around his neck he was barely able to restrain himself from shoving the handler away. He trembled, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, forcing back the rage and sick panic that filled his whole body.

The handler stepped back, retracting the measuring tape and putting it back into his pocket. He then pulled out a syringe instead. “Arm.”

“Fuck you,” Schneep whispered, but held out his arm anyway.

“Stay calm, 1-019,” the handler said as he drew blood from the crook of Schneep’s arm. “You will be safe.”

“S-sure, of course,” Schneep muttered. He did believe him, in some way. IRIS wouldn’t want all their hard work to go to waste, would they?

The handler finished with the syringe, putting it back into his pocket. Then he held out his hand and looked back at the guards. One of the ones in black walked on over, and Schneep noticed for the first time that he was holding a small black briefcase. The guard opened it up, and the handler reached in and took out a small handheld device connected to the interior of the briefcase by a black coiled wire. The other briefcase lid flickered on, revealing itself to be a screen of some kind. “Stay still,” the handler said, and began scanning Schneep with the device.

Schneep did stay still, if only because his eyes were locked onto the screen on the inside of the briefcase lid. This was some sort of X-ray machine. He could see a live feed of his bones as the handler scanned him from the feet up. His bones... and all the other things inside him. Darker gray shapes running parallel to the white of his bones, tiny gray lines running through his muscles. As the scan reached his hands, he saw flat circles under his palms and fingertips, connected together with thin wires. Then it reached his torso, where his stomach and chest were crowded with gray shapes, and up to his head, where he could see small squares in a couple places around his skull.

Sick horror filled his stomach, climbing up his neck towards his mouth. It was all he could do to keep standing there and not collapse to his knees.

The handler finished and put the handheld scanner back into the briefcase. The screen flicked off and the guard closed it. “We will examine that later,” the handler said. “Get comfortable, 1-019. We will return later once we have finished your assessment.”

Schneep nodded slowly.

And with that, the handler and the three guards left him.

He stood there for a while, the X-ray’s images still flashing through his mind.

———————

Anti didn’t know how much time he spent waiting for something to happen. It must have been a long, long time, though, as he had worn out all forms of entertaining himself. The bouncy ball had lost its allure a while ago, and he tired himself out by trying to exercise. He fell asleep for a while. Then woke up, and found himself still alone.

He looked up at the camera. “So... you guys are uh... just gonna leave me this time, then? What’re you even doing?”

There was, of course, no response.

“Last time I was here, an alarm went off, didn’t it?” Anti recalled. “You were going to move me somewhere. But now I’m back in this room. So... whatever happened was taken care of, was it?” He paused, struggling to remember what happened. His memories were crowded by the long dream Distorter had kept him in.

Distorter.

Anti’s eyes widened and he stood up. “Oh fuck. He killed a lot of your guys, didn’t he? Or—maybe he controlled you to kill each other?” He laughed. “Seems like something he would do.”

He walked over to the chair and climbed on top of it so he could stare closer at the camera. “Are you waiting for him to show up again?” he asked. “Is that why I’m back in here? Am I the bait?”

Somehow, that felt right.

“Then... what happened to the others?” he asked. “Did you take them for bait, too? Are they somewhere in here, too?!” He shook his head. “You’re probably real fucking interested in Jackson, aren’t you?” he muttered.

He got off the chair. “Well fine! You win for now! But I swear, you’ve gotten in over your head! We’ll find a way out of here!”

He wasn’t sure how much he believed that. But he held onto it. He just needed to find a way to contact the others. If they could find each other, they could get out of here. They would get out of here. He refused to consider anything else.

#jacksepticeye #jacksepticeye fanfiction #jacksepticegos #septic egos #septic egos au #jacksepticeye au #antisepticeye #programmer anti #jackieboy man #dr jackie parker #marvin the magnificent #1920s marvin #jameson jackson #the jaunty jackson #dr schneeplestein #von voltage #brigid writes fanfiction #septicswitchau

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rakumel · 1 month

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tugs your sleeve* do you have a favourite myth?

Hi friend! :D

Man, what an excellent question. I had to think about it for a moment, because there isn't one that immediately comes to mind. I kinda hate to be vanilla as hell and pick an ancient Greek myth, but they are the ones I'm most familiar with, so...

I pulled my old copy of Edith Hamilton's Mythology off the shelf and flipped through the table of contents to see if any jumped out at me, and of those, the one I liked the best was the myth of Atalanta.

Unlike most women in ancient Greek myths, who usually suffered some horrible fate because an amorous Greek god wouldn't leave them alone, Atalanta got to be a badass warrior woman. She was abandoned in the woods as a baby, saved by a bear, raised by hunters, and became not only an excellent hunter herself, but one of the fastest runners on earth.

Atalanta was the first to wound the monstrous Calydonian boar, and got the honors for killing it (though not without controversy - most of the men in the hunting party were furious because a lady got credit. Sounds sadly familiar, no?)

Despite being very unladylike by ancient Greek standards, Atalanta had a lot of suitors. She was in absolutely no hurry to settle down, so she told them that she'd marry the first man to defeat her in a footrace, knowing full well none of them could. And she was right. (This website also claims she tended to spear guys who got too close, which I'd never heard before. If accurate, it's still badass, don't get me wrong, but a little less impressive than just winning through skill alone. Though I wonder how she explained carrying a weapon to a race. "Oh, this? Nothing. Just my lucky spear.")

The one guy who finally did win, Hippomenes, had to get help from a goddess to do so. He brought three golden apples with him, and every time Atalanta passed him, he'd throw one of the apples in her path, and she'd slow down just enough to pick it up. (Hey, it sounds more ethical than the spear thing. Which I still don't totally buy.) But Atalanta seemed to be a good sport about it; maybe she thought it was clever and appreciated it, who knows. Eventually one or the other of them offended a god and they both got turned into lions, which honestly? Still cool. They got off easy, by Greek myth standards XD

But that's just a myth I like; I don't know that I have a favorite. I'm also kind of sad that I couldn't remember any off the top of my head from any of the other countries I'd read about. I work in a library; anytime I shelve a kid's book that says "A ____ story from (country)" or "A folk tale from (country)" I'm tempted to take a couple minutes to read it. It's like a quick peek into a different culture. What did they value? What did they fear? How did their heroes solve their problems?

Anyway, thanks for your question, hope I didn't ramble too much! XD I mean, this is the internet, I guess I could have just said "Atalanta, look it up" but...i dunno, I kinda wanted to talk about it too.

#asks #greek mythology #atalanta

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piracytheorist · 10 months

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Fanfic writer emoji ask: 🤡 🍦🎯🤗 👀

What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

You know what, I don't actually remember a specific line. I've laughed a lot with my own crack recaps, if that counts XD but I do have an entire short fic I wrote that I was cackling all through writing it, and it's the one about Hope from OUAT growing into a teenager who likes whump. It was written in a bit of spite but I actually poured my own experience into it and I found it so funny! Considering that angst is my main inspiration, I don't get a lot of chances to laugh while writing my things XD

What's the sweetest fic you've created so far?

I think the one that has the least amount of angst is that ficlet about Rogers and Tilly (while still cursed) "accidentally" spending Christmas together. I really enjoyed writing that one and getting into the feeling of it :)

Have any of your readers accurately guessed major plot points? Care to share which?

I only have two multi-chapters where that would be possible, and though it wasn't something too unexpected, (SPOILERS for Macabre Theme and Variations), I was so excited when I saw people comment they wanted to see Twilight and Yor team up at the end to get the guy!! I was so close to commenting back with a "YES! Read on and you'll see!" but I had to hold back to not spoil it for them, lol.

What advice would you give to new fanfic writers that are just getting started?

For starters, write. Just write your heart out. It may be cringe, it may look silly, it may be out of character. Write it. It's your only way to get better. Experience is the first thing that makes a writer grow and become better, so write your shit. You'll be better before you know it.

Something that isn't discussed much but helped me actually finish the aforementioned multi-chapter: write as the flow goes, and if you can't remember a word or aren't sure about a fact and can't find it within a few seconds, write a bunch of question marks (or whatever kind of symbol will help you find it later with control + F) and keep writing. You might end up spending too much time googling what you wanted and you'll lose track and flow otherwise.

Take an estimate of how much time you need to find the information you're seeking. For example, it takes a couple seconds to find how much an African elephant weighs in average. But if you want to find out how to properly take care of an elephant, you might need some long minutes of research. Find the weight, then add your symbols for the second information.

For me, that was a saviour for writing MTaV. I don't think I would have finished it if I hadn't implemented it. Treat the first draft as it is; a first draft, that you will edit later, so let it have holes and questions (to a certain degree, of course). When the long process of editing starts, you can take your time spending long hours researching because the scenes and dialogues are already written with the flow.

Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

Hm I actually have one for SxF that I should be finishing up. It's short, sad but with a bit of a feelings ending. One hint I can give is that it has a lot to do with Bond :D

Send me an emoji!

#priscilla9993 #ask and ye shall receive #ask meme

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mikimeiko · 1 year

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Day 1 - Milan>Venezia Mestre>Ljubljana

The sun is out for the first time in days. No white skies! This trip has been blessed.

Of course we got engulfed in fog the moment we left the city BUT THE SUN IS OUT THERE SOMEWHERE.

Why not starting the trip with a small disaster: my fruit juice broke and slowly got my bag and everything in it wet D: so now I have a wet bag stuffed between my shoes in the big backpack but luckily I brought a foldable lightweight tote with me so all my belonging got moved to that.

In Mestre I bought some Venetian tramezzini from the place where I had breakfast this summer (that time they were making the tramezzini but not selling them yet). They were really good! Also I was happy to know exactly where to go to get something satisfying to eat for once.

After a panicky 20 minutes of not seeing my bus to Ljubljana come I got a PHONECALL from the company, checking that I was in fact traveling today and telling me the driver would arrive in a minivan (same thing happened to a very confused asian guy). So I got on this minivan, which is really a big car, and now I'm on my way to Ljubljana (three hours and a half) in the middle seat of a car, which is very fun on one hand (feels like my uncle picked me up to go to the family Christmas lunch XD) but mildly horrifying on the other (let's see how long I can last before becoming too restless not being able to change position especially since I'M IN THE MIDDLE SEAT). (It was ok. The car seat was very comfy and I watched Willow and listened to podcast, and the weather was shit so I didn't miss much as sights go)

This is the first time I'm staying in a capsule hotel (definitely more spacious than what I associate with the word - but of course this is actually a double). It's a very nice place, halfway between the train station and the city centre, and there's a rooftop bar!

(you can change the colour of the light it doesn't have to be pink XD when I took the photo I had the changing colours setting on)

I went for walk straight away to make use of the last hour of daylight. The weather is not very good but it's not raining, and there's a nice christmassy atmosphere.

I have next to zero memories of being in this city, until I get to the river. That part I remember!

They're having concerts in one of the main plazas/parks and the first one starts at 7pm so I'm definitely gonna come check it out.

I went back to the hotel to chill for a bit, in the communal area there are this lovely pod-like armchairs where one can read with their own lamp and I love them.

I ate my first burek of the trip! It's a meat burek and i love it, the last burek I ate was in Serbia and Serbian bureks are very different (and not really my thing).

I also drink a cup of white (!!!) mulled wine, and go to the concert.

The music is not really my thing but the atmosphere is lovely, so I stay for a couple of songs and the band almost wins me over, but I'm tired and slowly make my way back to the hotel.

#travel #photography #ljubljana #slovenia #winter break 2022 #mag travels from time to time #i just want a tag for the things i personally put out into the world

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postwarlevi · 2 years

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Every day's a good day for self-shipping!!! 💜

Jean says he's bringing you to the farmer's market during the weekend!! What are you going to wear, what are you two going to buy, and how does the day end?

(In all honesty I have no concept about how farmer's markets work and if they open during autumn so. Hopefully I get this right XD)

- Rei <3 @levi-supreme

Rei! Hello! You guys know me so well LOL

Farmers Markets are very fun! As long as it's cool enough. I don't go in summer cause I don't do well in the heat. But I just went to my favorite one that opened recently for the season last weekend. It was nice weather.

Mine sells lots of fresh produce and plants, dried fruits and ready made foods like pizza, popcorn, waffles, ice cream, lots of things! There's bakers and cheese vendors, and other things like dried pasta and honey and specialty items like sauces or jams. AND homemade items like straw hats and artwork and jewelry, and dresses! I'm not sure Farmers Markets usually have all the extras but I imagine so!

Okay here we go! Something like this with a large brim sunhat!

We go when it opens and bring a few tote bags. We need to invest in a cart! We'll see who has what before we buy because sometimes multiple people are selling the same thing but the quality and price will be different!

We want to get the best produce so hit that first! From one vendor we get zucchini and tomatoes, apples and bananas, from other, pineapple and lemons, peppers and carrots. This is our normal gatherings! If the season is offering fresh strawberries he gets cartons (yes, many!) of them and we have to bring the produce to the car before continuing on haha. We gets greens, winter squash and other berries as well. We need a cart I said! We have a mini spat about all the strawberries but I let him have his way and honestly we'll get through most of them and freeze some.

Okay we're back from the car again, and this guy is ready to eat like he didn't just make us breakfast a little while ago. It's brunch so we take a few minutes to sit down with waffles, muffins and fruit water/smoothies. He gets strawberry, no surprise there, and I like nut milk smoothies.

We like sitting and talking under the shade of the umbrella and people watch. We keep talking about taking Murphy our pup since there's so many other dogs, but want to train him more before throwing him into the middle of all these people and their dogs, and want him trained more to stay with us. As of now he still is very excitable. But we'll bring him some fancy homemade treats home!

We generally stay together, or at least in the same area, maybe wandering to the stall next door if the other is taking their time.

We are bad about dried fruit and get pineapple and mango, and if we are splurging, pears and cherries. I don't know who is supposed to be keeping track of finances here but today it's neither of us apparently LOL.

We like fresh bread and agree to get one two loaves. One rye and one wheat. They smell delicious! Maybe a couple other small pastry items to take home. Who can pass up a pumpkin muffin or blueberry lemon bar!?

We look at things like homemade jams, it's easier to buy then to make so sometimes get them. Also honey and maple syrups. Sometimes we'll look at dairy but usually skip. If there's a good deal on eggs we'll get them.

We are all about the food but do look at other things. We'd like more plants but need something simple. While I get a basil plant he's buying me a sunflower and lilac bouquet :D We get a hanging plant as well for the kitchen window area.

And look, it's time to eat...again! This time we share a small woodfire pizza and get vegan ice cream as well! Though Jean eats meat which is cool with me, he is open to vegetarian or vegan options. He raves about the vanilla and says it's better than the dairy version. He's very considerate when he does have meat and has cut way down on it. He says it's better for him anyway.

Okay back to the market! We've been through the fresh food and ready to eat, and the plant area. Oh and didn't forget the dog treats for Murphy. So we look at the straw hats though we both have. Also the recycled totes which, again, we have. But we look just incase.

Neither of us wear much jewelry so skip it, but look at the handmade wooden cutting boards and coasters. We have so many kitchen things but these are so nice that we get a couple of bowls. We also think about coasters for gifts.

There's some stalls with dresses, handbags and sunglasses (this is where we split up haha). I get a dress and Jean gets another pair of sunglasses, neither of which we need haha. (A version of my dress :) )

Other stalls have soaps and candles which we look at but don't usually buy, same which more handcrafted items and artwork. Again, maybe as gifts. But there is a papercraft vendor who has things like bookmarks and greeting cards and wall prints, and also magnets and keychains. The stuff is so cute we usually get a few things. They do customization too so it's a great gift for most events!

So, now we have run out of money HAHA so, it's time to call it a day.

Here's a picture of one of our produce haul. Note this man already grabbed most the strawberries...

HAHA well that was more about the market then Jean and my relationship but, that's what we usually buy! Which maybe says something about us :)

#moots #moots rei #self ship #self shipping #jeliza #yes i love the farmers market #jean does too #we love going a few times a year #that's all we can afford lol

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castle-dominion · 11 months

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c1x3 (technically 1x2? 1x4?) hell hath no fury

Coffee is just like that. He's present during paperwork for once. She's so pretty & looks so good in red & totally deserves to have that short hair. She looked so much better in the earlier seasons & now she's just some lady.

RC: No. Hiding would be building a fortress out of my comforter and then downing a fifth of Scotch, but apparently that's considered unhealthy.

Was THAT espt's voice? Woah. Lol two gay bois moving in together already huh.

KR: Dead guy in a rug. Naturally, we thought of you. JE: Ye Both: : ) uwu

Already jinxing <3

Castle just taking photos

Ok so ik I talk abt the outfits a lot but I love castle's scarf & beckett's coat & rysposito have swapped clothing

Hey, I'm a wise-ass, not a jackass.

Martha <3

I don't care about what people think... much.

Oh yeah even where I live we do roadkill furniture & gear.

[06:00, EXT. ALLEYWAY - DAY] Esposito and Ryan in a dumpster digging through the garbage. They are wearing coveralls to protect their clothing.

ESPOSITO I don't care if it was free. Even if you pay me, I'm still not gonna take that rug.

RYAN You tell me you've lived in New York your whole life, and you never scored a piece of road kill?

ESPOSITO "Road kill?"

RYAN It's an accepted practice, bro. You're done with your old stuff, you leave it on the street for those less fortunate. (waving a (still yellow) banana peel back & forth.) Artists, students, former hedge fund managers. It's trickle-down economics at its finest.

ESPOSITO Yeah, well, I prefer not to be trickled on.

RYAN :D You know that red couch I have? The one you like so much?

ESPOSITO 0n0 Don't you say it, bro.

RYAN 54th and Lex.

ESPOSITO That's gross. Gross. (Ryan laughing.) We are never playing Madden at your place again. (& I was wondering where the fanfictions learned this tidbit. Now I know.)

Btw you DO need to be careful. Dumpster diving is great but u don't want to end up with silverfish. (Happened at my church youth group.) (source: https://scriptline.livejournal.com/18193.html)

Bro never SAID he didn't, never said ANYTHING implying he didn't. He just said that the information wasn't a guarantee that he DID.

RC: Promise not to hate me. KB: I already hate you. RC: Fair enough.

Well, not exactly a friend. She's my interior decorator. But then we slept together, so I don't really know what she is now. WHAT Castle is the one who's kind of slutty, not nikki heat

Creason: *gagging on the coffee, shaking his head wildly* RC: I feel you, man.

KB: Hey, Esposito! JE: Ya? KB: See what you can find on that rug. If one went missing, what room it's from, and maybe who had access. JE: Yeh. KB: Thanks JE, to Ryan who is standing there on his phone: Road trip. RC: You're very good at bossing men around. KB: RC: I've noticed

RC, Through The Glass: You are so lame! You're Lamey McLamester! You're so la-la-la-la-lame!

JB: Mr. Bollinger's my father. Call me Jason. Me: Penis minivan lesbian was my father. Please, call me dick van dyke.

Lol councilman horny

lmao ryan in the background trying to give a gal his number & then he sends poor ryan after the drunk folks peeing in the flower pot & he goes to give the fellow his number even tho she already said she had a bf (well she said it to ryan).

Idk whether to laugh or get offended bc I'm no swerf:

Esposito, Ryan, Castle, and a couple other guys look over the prostitutes' website.

JE Damn! Those are some seriously fine five-star class-B misdemeanors. (XD)

KR: Dude, between you and me, you ever pay for it?

RC: Are you counting my marriages? (XD) KR: *one huff of laughter*

[Ryan clicks to a new page]

RC: Wait, stop! That's the girl in the photos. (See? Police work.)

KR: *sigh* Look at her. If I had your money...

[Beckett approaches and the other two guys takes off] KB: This isn't phone sex, Ryan. You don't just pay for the two minutes that you used.

JE: *Laughs*

Or you could just do it the easy way. (I love the way ryan is just looking back & forth between them & Espt just kinda looks up at beckett before awkwardly watching castle eyebrows HIGH, then beckett goes to hit him w her files; & then rysposito just turn to watch all smiley as she chases him down) No, no, no , no, no. You're the police. I'm just a lonely upscale gentleman looking for a date. Bet I find her first.

We all thought the pro was already there.

Beckett staring at him mad, Espt staring at him (eyebrows down but) interested, & Ryan staring at the box confused. RC: Yeah, just put it right over there. Perfect. Lift with your knees, man. Stay here for one second, would you? Because you guys have been so wonderfully hospitable to me, I just want to return the favor. And because your coffee is basically crap, I got you an espresso machine! How cool is that? Ryan looks at the coffee cup (which he is holding weird, point for the adhd ryan hc), espt is smilin & becks is just unimpressed

Goggles don't help like that but thanks.

Alexis <3 Martha <3

Firefly moments DX

I love Lanie & Kate. LP: Damn girl, you scared me. KB: Lanie, you're surrounded by corpses. LP: Yeah, I don't expect the living after seven o'clock. (So hearing someone talking is a shock.) KB: Funny. Neither do I. LP: I'm an M.E. What's your excuse? KB: Oh, don't be mean. LP: You deserve it. Getting a drink with me after work instead of getting your freak on with writer-boy? KB: Yeah, well, he is annoying, self-centered, egotistical, and completely-- LP: Fun? KB: LP: And take it from me, girlfriend, you need some fun. (Beckett's phone rings) LP: I mean, how bad can he be? KB, on the phone: Beckett. RC: Guess who's got a date with a prostitute! KB: *arms out in defeat*

He is a gentleman. Heck yeah, treat your escort with respect or whatever. True, big thing. Sex is a way to feel connected & men* typically feel more emotionally comfy if they are having sex with that person. Women* typically need the emotional connection to feel comfy enough for sex. Supposedly that's why marriages fail. Men* aren't getting the sex to feel emotionally safe & women* aren't getting the emotional connection to have sex. (*generalizations, probably cishet, etc)

Ryan looks almost normal rn, wearing that shirt & tie. Castle with his sweater today instead of his typical attire. Them all talking about the coffee.

RM: My three-year-old son could come up with a better story than that. Follow the money. Kirby: Hey! Hey! Can I go home now?

"Detective, with all due respect, there's no way in hell I'm helping you start a witch hunt against our top supporters. Now, you want to go through our campaign contributors? Fine. That's a matter of public record. But anything else and you're on your own." I mean he's right

RC: Hey. Finished your homework? AC: Yeah. RC: You want to finish mine? AC: Well, that depends. How much you offering to pay me? RC: Oh, I taught you well.

Kate just doesn't want to be seen appreciating castle's presence as a point of principal.

I figured it out. I knew it was the hair but I finally see where it is changed. I recently saw the 3xk sequel in s4 & Ryan with his "hello fellow kids" look. His hair is too far down. It is not brushed up away from his face, it is slightly curly & falling a little bit down. Plus, the lighting or makeup design has his lips lookin like mine did in japan. (The kids there had an app with filters but I was white so it made my lips way too bright.)

She has a right to see the warrant my dudes. U can't just waltz in there.

Ryan, flipping open his badge all prettylike: Stop running, bro. Campaign's over.

RM: Nice work. Very impressive. *Walking away* Oh, and uh, you, too, Beckett. KB: Sir??? RM: Just yanking your chain, Detective. Just yanking your chain.

Castle does readings like this, they could record it for esposito. (A point for an adhd esposito headcanon except u'r not allowed to be in the military if u have adhd, lucky for me.) (I remember in the pilot he asked for tapes. & then throughout the rest of s1 we can see ryan starting to get into castle's books.)

#castle 1x3 #castle 1x3 spoilers #castle 1x3 quote

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thenovelartist · 1 year

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I saw your post about Mozu's route being a letdown, and I'll just start this off by saying I TOTALLY AGREE!!! Also, my apologies for the random "d" in that post's replies, I accidentally pressed enter while thinking of what to say. Please ignore it haha! My reply got too long and wouldn't fit in the comment box, though, so I just went here to your ask box.

Don't feel mean, because you're right and you should say it!!! Crow and Shu bantering is the best part in Mozu's Side B. It's not just you. I very much agree with you. Mozu is my absolute fave in the game; the reason why I even looked forward to his route was because he was such a darling in the other routes. His own route was sooo disappointing, though. His route is definitely good from a storytelling standpoint, but from a romance standpoint (which I was looking forward to because it's an otome game), not so much. Side A was so heavy on plot and I feel like there wasn't really any room for romance considering how absorbed and involved they seem to be with the case. It was implied that Mozu caught feelings somewhere along the way, but I couldn't for the life of me figure out why it happened or how it happened. Even worse is we are literally in Teuta's POV, but I never even knew she caught the feelings?! From how I see it, it feels like there's ZERO feelings involved, then… BAM. Confession in Side B. Huh?!😂

Please believe me when I tell you I've played his route three times, and I still CAN'T pinpoint the romantic aspects. There's NOTHING at all. This is an otome game, and if I still can't tell how the MC and the LI caught feelings after a couple of playthroughs, I think there's something wrong. Either that, or I am just being a dumb and dense brick. 😂 Every time I play Mozu's route, in my eyes it's just them caring for each other like how they care for the other Fixers. If anything, I just saw Mozu's route as Mozu and Teuta forming a deeper mutual respect.

I get that Side B is intended for all the fluff that Side A didn't get (due to plot focus) but somehow Mozu and Teuta having those romantic scenes in Side B didn't really make sense to me haha. It all just felt sudden honestly. I wish they gave Mozu more time to grieve for his sister because the scenes they showed of him grieving felt way too short to me, and the sudden tone shift in Side B after all that felt so jarring. Also, what was that with Zora?! It was swept under a rug, too. That was so unnecessary!!! Again, I understand the intention of Side B, but considering how Mozu's route went, I just wish Mozu's Side B focused on him grieving for the sake of continuity with the issues presented in Side A instead of inserting fluff that doesn't make sense.

I'll be honest, Mozu's route would be so good without the romance LMAO. If Mozu and Teuta remained friends even until the end of Side B, I'd be a lot happier. Obviously that wouldn't happen considering how the game is designed, but it doesn't hurt to hope.

I could talk and talk and talk about Mozu's route because I have SO MANY gripes with it despite Mozu being my favorite, but this is getting too long so I'll stop here haha my apologies! That was probably an old post, can you tell I've been digging in the Bustafe tag, haha. Also feel free to dispute any of my points should you wish to! I'd love to know what you think!🙆‍♀️

While you're right and that was an old post (I finished that game... 10-ish months ago now? I should really replay it. It's been a hot minute) I totally understand the feeling of digging through tags for content, particularly in sparse otome fandoms. Ya get a little desperate. XD

NOW! For Mozu's route, I'm glad I wasn't the only one who felt that way!!! I agree with everything you said. He was such a sweet guy! and I knew I wanted to play him second because I didn't want to wait (I played the game out of the "recommended order" and more in the order of how much the guys appealed to me LOL.) SO I was so disappointed that it was what it was! I agree with you that a friendship route in side B would honestly have been better if that's how they were gonna do it in side A. Because I don't have any problem with the intense plot of A. It was actually fairly well done (and twistedly horrifying) So I would have liked it as a friendship route because it just would have been more,,, appropriate, if you will. Just let Mozu find closure and have his new bestie Teuta be by his side the whole healing process.

However, from what I can remember, I feel like it could have been fixed in one of two ways. The first being if side B was, well, firstly, a longer time after side A, but also more about Mozu saying "I think I like you more than just a friend" (or something along those lines) and them maybe awkwardly sorting out feelings instead of a confession and jumping into it. Because that was jarring.

The OTHER way is having Mozu, in his little socially awkward way, trying to sort out his odd feelings in the route. Like, just have little moments of him wanting to hang out longer or having reactions to her that he can't understand and maybe him trying to talk it out with her in a way where SHE understands what's going on but he doesn't. There is this nerdy character in Ikemen Sengoku, Saskue, and in the route, he's is trying to figure out why his heart races when he sees the main girl, so for legitimate scientific research purposes, he asks if he can stare at her for a bit. And at the end of the given time, they talk about how both are flustered and their hearts are racing from staring at each other, and it's so awkward and dorky and adorable. Now, Mozu may have not done it like that, but I feel like having awkward, nerdy little interactions like that throughout the route would have been amazing and in character for socially awkward Mozu.

ANYWAY! From what I can remember, there was so much potential and it was missed. Which is just sad.

Your comment has made me want to replay this game now because it has been a while and I kinda want to comb through Mozu's route again and try to read into everything, see if there's ANY hints of it. LOL (And then replay Shu's route while I'm at it because do love me a blonde gun guy. Sits in the corner in shame XD)

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When You Say Nothing At All - Fezco

A/N: hello everyone :D I know I said I will be uploading Love In Slow Motion, but this came up instead xD haha I will update Love In Slow Motion during the weekend though! I hope you like this one as well! thanks for all the love for my Fez stories :D

Request - Anonymous asked: Hellooo 👋🏻 So, I want to request something angsty with Fez because I feel like being with him would bring some of that with him dealing and stuff and him being protective of you. Maybe one where Nate has been bothering you and has something he can blackmail you with and Fez obviously knows something is up with you because you’ve been acting differently around him and Fez tries to get it out of you until you finally break. The news makes him angry at Nate for trying to pull something like that and goes to have a “talk” with him. I’m trying to think of the blackmail it can be and all I came up with were photos of you and maybe Nate and you dated in the past and probably still hung up over you over leaving him asdjfkdks idk. You can ignore this if you feel like It’s cringy because I feel like it is 😭 I like protective Fez so much 💜

Warnings: 18+ (just to be safe), reader is 18, mentions of sex and blackmail (a little of Nate’s situation with Jules, sort of), mentions of physical abuse, a couple of spoilers for S1E4 and S1E7 but nothing too explicit, swearing, Nate Jacobs being... well, Nate Jacobs and using a slur (the r* word - direct quote from the show) let me know if I missed anything!

Disclaimer: I don’t own Euphoria :D gif isn’t mine xD (also, omg look at those gorgeous eyelashes, I am in love with this beautiful man!)

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When You Say Nothing At All

All day long I can hear people talking out loud But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd Try as they may they could never define What's been said between your heart and mine

When she was little, she thought love was like what she saw in the movies. You know, Cinderella and Prince Charming. Rose and Jack. Princess Leia and Han Solo. All that shit that we grow up believing that there is that one guy out there for each girl that will treat her as if she was the most precious thing in the world. It sounds like a lot of bullshit if you ask me, but she had always been someone who believed in love.

“The fuck happened to you?”

You turned your face up to see Ash, looking at the side of your leg, which was now showing a big bruise on it.

“I fell” you simply said as you went back to your notebook. It wasn’t entirely a lie. But you knew this kid and you could see in his face that he didn’t believe you. And if he thought you were lying, he would most likely tell Fez about it. “Don’t worry about it. I fell off my bike a couple of days ago when I was riding with Jules” you insisted. That was a stupid thing to do. Now he could ask Jules about it.

“‘Kay” he said, still not fully convinced and he went back to what he was doing.

You silently cursed yourself a little, while pulling your skirt down a bit to hide the bruise again. You needed to be more careful. Especially since Fez would be home any minute.

“Are you hungry? I can start dinner” you said, changing the subject, hoping that Ash would let it go.

He nodded and you went over to the kitchen to start and cook something. A couple of minutes later, you heard the front door open and you knew your boyfriend was home.

“Yo” you heard Fez say as he approached the table where Ash was working.

“Hey” he replied. “Your girlfriend has a big-ass bruise on her right leg” he said, without even looking up at Fez.

“Ashtray!” you complained from the kitchen.

“What? That shit looks bad. ‘S not like he wasn’t going to find out later anyways” he mumbled before he got up and went over to his room.

Fez then turned to look at you and walked into the kitchen. “Wanna tell me what that’s about?” he asked, going over to you and hugging you closer.

“It’s nothing” you assured him. “I fell off my bike a couple of days ago” you said with a small smile before you gave him a peck on the lips.

“Lemme see” he said.

“Fez-”

“I’m not askin’ again” he said in the same tone and you know there’s no way out of it. You sighed and slowly lifted your skirt revealing the bruise Ash had seen a few moments ago. “Shit ma!” he said, kneeling down to inspect it better. “How did this happen?”

“I told you. I fell” you said with a firm smile. Fez looked at you and stood up.

“How?”

“What?” you chuckled, a bit nervous.

“How did you fall?”

“Um-” you said, stepping away and going back to cook the pasta you were making. “I don’t know, I was with Jules and we were talking about something and I wasn’t paying attention and I sort of crashed on the sidewalk and fell” you said, not facing him. You knew that if you looked into those blue eyes, you wouldn’t be able to lie to him. You hated lying to him. But Fez didn’t involve you in a part of his life because he wanted to protect you. So you told yourself you were doing the same thing. Except, Fez never lied.

“You were with Jewel?” he asked with a tone that you knew too well. He knows you're hiding something.

“Y-yeah” you said, nodding.

“Word” he said, quietly. You knew he didn’t believe you. “I’m takin' a shower, okay?” he said, kissing the side of your head.

“Okay. I'll let you know when dinner's ready” you smiled, looking his way until he closed the bathroom door.

You sighed, resting your arms on the counter and running your hands through your hair. You hated lying. And you especially hated lying to Fez. But you didn’t know what else to do. You were terrified that Fez would find out the truth and dump you. And you didn’t want that, because you’re pretty sure this is how love is supposed to feel.

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A few years before, her version of love was twisted and shattered into a million pieces. Why? Because she fell in love with none other than Nate Jacobs. And he fell in love with her. Or at least, that’s what everyone said. It was before he was with Maddy. She was with Nate for a short period of time. But it was still intense. She thought he was the one she was going to spend the rest of her life with. Because that’s what he told her. And she believed him. At the beginning of the relationship, Nate treated her like a princess. It was a kind of love that she had never felt. Her parents weren’t mean people, they were just never the most present ones. So she wasn’t used to the attention and the amount of love like the one Nate was giving her. So, she decided he was the one. And he was her first. Supposedly, she was his, but nobody has ever confirmed that. But after a couple of months, things started to change. Well, Nate started to change. He became louder, rougher, harsher. He would yell at her for the tiniest things. And then, one night, in the middle of an argument, Nate pushed her. And she fell. She crashed into a mirror and a big piece of glass cut her forehead. If she didn’t put much makeup on, you could still see her scar. So, that was it. She stood up, grabbed Nate’s bat, and swung it at him, telling him to stay away from her. She told him they were done, and she left. At least that’s the story she told. In Nate’s version, she was high or drunk or something and started acting like a bitch, wanting to hit Nate with a bat, so he broke up with her. So, really, the only thing anyone could say for sure was that there was a bat involved. If you ask me, I believe her. She came into Lexi’s house that night and I was hanging there. She was beside herself. So, to calm her down, I offered her to go get some weed. And she met Fez. And now, here we are.

“Hey” you jumped when you heard Jules’ voice behind you and you turned around to see her and Kat.

“You okay?” Kat asked, with a small chuckle.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine” you said, closing your locker’s door and the three of you made your way to the bathroom where you found Cassie and Maddy.

“Can I ask why your boyfriend is texting me asking if I was with you when you got the bruise on your leg?” Jules said all of the sudden, showing you her phone.

"What bruise on your leg?" Cassie asked you.

“Fuck! He texted you?” you asked, grabbing the phone from her and reading Fez’s texts.

“It’s fine. I told him I was” Jules shrugged her shoulders. “But may I ask why you are lying to Fez?”

“You’re lying to Fez?” Maddy asked, confused.

“No!” you quickly said. “Shit! Yes, I don’t know” you sighed. “I did fall off my bike” you told them, feeling even worse because now you were lying to them. “I was texting him when I fell so I just know he would feel really guilty if I told him that” you told them.

“Aw, you two are so sweet” Cassie smiled at you and you smiled back.

“Thanks, Cass. Now can we just please stop talking about this?”

“Sure” you heard Kat say as Jules and Cassie nodded before the bell rang.

“Shit gotta go” Jules said, leaving with Kat and Cassie but Maddy stayed behind. She was looking at you through the mirror, her arms crossed and a concerned look on her face.

“What did he do?” she asked with an arched eyebrow.

“Nothing-”

“Don’t bullshit me, I’m not Fez. What the fuck did he do?”

You sighed. Of course, Maddy would know. She was the only person who had a worse relationship with Nate than you. You knew how hard it had been for her to get out of it and she was still trying to. And she was the only one that knew what Nate was doing.

“I was riding my bike to Fez’s store a couple of days ago, and when he saw me he just started yelling shit and sort of pushed me off my bike with his fucking car” you told her. “I fell on the sidewalk and got this bruise” you said, pulling your pants a little down to show the bruise on your thigh.

“Shit! Bitch, that looks painful as fuck!” she said, looking at it closer. “He is such a fucking cunt!” she said, making you laugh a little.

"I know" you said, putting your pants back up.

“Look, I may not know what Nate has on you, but I promise you, it can’t be worse than this. And it’s not worth lying to your boyfriend about it” she said, making you roll your eyes but you knew she was right. “A boyfriend who is fucking nuts about you and loves you so fucking much!” she told you, making you feel even worse. “This isn’t fair to you or to him. Don’t do the same shit I did!”

“I don’t want to involve Fez in this! I don’t even want to know what he would do if I told him or what Nate would do if he knew that I told Fez” you told her. “Look, I’ll be fine. I can handle this” you assured her.

“Fine” Maddy sighed. She wasn’t sure if you were more stubborn than her. “But I won’t lie to Fez for you” she told you. “So don’t pull that shit on me like you did Jules, okay?”

“Okay” you nodded, rolling your eyes a little.

“You coming to class?” she asked, grabbing her bag.

“I have to pee first. See you there” you said and she nodded before she headed out.

You went inside one of the empty stalls and sat down, feeling the tears streaming down your cheeks. You knew Maddy was right. It wasn’t worth it. Living in fear because of Nate fucking Jacobs wasn’t worth it. You quickly composed yourself and made your way out of the bathroom. But, as soon as you did, you wish you hadn’t. You felt a hand grab your arm and pulled you into an empty hallway.

“Hey, babe” Nate smirked down at you.

“What do you want, Nate? I’m late for class” you said, trying to not sound as scared as you actually were. It didn’t help that he was extremely tall and incredibly strong.

“Just wanted to say hi” he told you.

“Hi” you said, rolling your eyes and trying to walk away but he tightened his grip. “Shit! Let go of me!”

“Or what?” he laughed. “What are you gonna do, princess? You’re gonna tell your drug-dealing boyfriend?” he asked, and you glared at him. “Oh no, that’s right. You can’t because then you’re going to have to tell him about us” he said, getting closer to you.

“There is no us, Nate” you said between clenched teeth.

“But there was” he smirked. “And if you don’t remember, I can help you with that” he said, trying to put a strand of hair behind your ear but you snatched his hand away but he pushed you hard against the wall. “Come on, babe, don't be like that. You wouldn’t want me to talk with your boyfriend about that, would you? And show him what I have” he laughed before he released you.

"Go fuck yourself, Nate!" you snapped.

“Is so much more fun with you, remember?" he winked at you. "Tell your boyfriend I’ll drop by today when you’re working” he said, placing his index finger underneath your chin. “See you later, babe” he said, before he left, leaving you feeling sick to your stomach.

For the remainder of the day, you made sure to not stay behind by yourself at any moment. You walked with Kat or Cassie. You had lunch with Rue, Jules, and Lexi. And now, you were waiting for Fez to come pick you up and Maddy kept you company.

“Have you seen your arm?” Maddy said, making you notice the bruise starting to form where Nate had grabbed you. And, at that moment, you received a text from Fez saying that he was outside.

“Shit!” you said, looking back at your arm. “Thanks, Maddy, I have to go!” you said, quickly leaving.

“Text me!” you heard her yell, as you made your way outside. You knew you had to do something or Fezco would see your arm too.

“Elly!”

The blonde guy turned around and faced you with a loopy smile. “Hey-”

“Can I borrow your sweatshirt?” you blurted out and he looked at you confused.

“What?”

“Please, I just… um, I’m really cold and I think I might be coming on with the flu or something, I promise I’ll wash it and give it back to you” you said quickly. Elliot arched his eyebrow at you and looked down at your arm. You quickly covered it but you knew he had seen it.

“Are… you okay?”

“Yes” you said quickly. “Look, please, I know it looks bad, but I just… fell” you smiled.

“Did Fez-?”

“What! No!” you snapped. “What the fuck Elliot?” you said getting angry. “I got into a fight with a stupid bitch and I don’t want Fez to lecture me about it, now please, let me borrow your sweater” you begged. He sighed and pulled it off before he handed it to you. “Thank you!”

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Fez could never forget the first time he saw her. He remembered the first time he made her smile. A smile that she admitted to him a couple of days later that it had been the first time she did that in what felt like forever. She was sweet. She was kind towards him and Ash. He noticed how she started coming around the store more and more. Not because she wanted to buy anything, but because she wanted to hang out with him. She always told him that he gave something to her she wasn’t sure she could ever feel again. Calmness. And when she told him that, he realized that’s what she made him feel too. So he fell for her. He felt a love so big, he had no idea how his heart could love someone so much. So much that he knew everything about her. Not in a creepy way, but in a way where he noticed the small things about her. Like that she would crack her knuckles or her neck when she was stressed. Or how she sometimes mouthed the words when she was too concentrated while reading a book. He noticed how she would softly sing whenever she cooked. And he noticed that she got jumpy and irritated when she was scared. Like the night he met her. He wasn’t sure what it was about that moment. Maybe it was the scared look she had on her face. Maybe it was the big bandage Lexi had put on her forehead after cleaning her up. But at that moment, he knew that he would do anything he could protect her. And that he never wanted to see that terrified look on her face ever again.

“Are you cheating on me?”

You felt your entire body tense up. Fez hadn't talked to you since he picked you up from school and saw you wearing another guy's sweater. You stopped stocking the shelf and looked back at your boyfriend with a sad look on his face.

“What?”

“Are you cheating on me?” he repeated. “With that blonde kid that’s friends with Rue and Jewel? You know, the one who’s fucking sweater you’re wearing right now?”

“Fez” you said, getting off the small ladder. “I am not cheating on you with Elliot, or with anyone else” you said, getting closer to him. “I wouldn’t do that-”

“Then why the fuck are you lyin’ to me?” he asked, his tone now getting upset.

“I’m n-not lying-”

“I’m not stupid!” he snapped, making you jump a little. He rarely called you by your name. He mostly did when he was being serious about something or when he was angry, so both applied right now. You were about to say something but you heard someone pull over. Fez looked at the door and then back at you. “Shit” he muttered. “Yo, Ash” he yelled and it wasn’t long before he came out from the back. “Stay in the front for a bit” Fez asked and Ash nodded, looking at you. Fez grabbed your hand and took you to the back while Ash took care of the customer. “I’m going to ask you this one last time, ma” he said, in a soft but serious tone. “What the fuck is going on? And don’t say ‘nothin’ because I know you better than that. You’ve been moody and jumpy and you’ve been fuckin’ lying to me!”

That was it. That was all it took for you to break down. You felt your eyes welling up and the tears fell down your cheeks. Fezco’s expression softened when you looked away, hugging yourself.

“I’m s-sorry” you said between sobs, trying your best to calm yourself down. Fez grabbed your hand and led you to a chair, kneeling in front of you. “I’m sorry for l-lying to you and that I’ve been s-such a b-bitch these past couple of days” you said, looking at him as Fez stroked your arms softly with his hands before grabbing yours into his and giving them a soft kiss. “I’m so s-sorry, Fez. I swear I’m not cheating on you-!”

“What’s going on, princess?” he asked, worriedly. “Just breathe, okay?” he said, when he saw you were trying to talk but nothing was coming out. “I got you.”

“I have to tell you something… and it’s not good” you said, quietly, looking down at your hands, still holding onto his. “B-but you can’t say anything until I’m done, okay?” you asked and he nodded. “Um… y-you know that uh… a couple of years ago, I dated Nate Jacobs for a while, right?” you asked and he nodded. “Look, when I was with Nate…” you said, taking a deep breath, not really knowing how to tell your boyfriend this. You were sure he was going to hate you and break up with you and be disgusted with you. But he had to know the truth. “I did a really stupid thing” you said, still not facing him. “I w-was in love with him… or, I think I was… I don’t know, I think I have to tell myself that to justify what I did” you said, crying a little harder. “Um… I took- uh, w-well he took, or w-we took, I don’t know… but he has… uh- there are some p-pictures of me and… a v-video” you said, closing your eyes, and Fez felt his fists clench a little. “He still has them” you explained.

“And what? He’s blackmailing you with them?” he asked and you slowly nodded. You saw Fez’s face get red. You knew he was furious. “What does he want?”

“He wants me to stay quiet” you mumbled.

“‘Bout what?”

“Remember that day when Rue came by the house and said all that Morgan Freeman shit and said that Nate was messing with her and Jules?” you asked and he slowly nodded. “Look, the Jacobs are a really fucked up family” you said. “And Nate did some fucked up shit to Jules because she knows something about his father. I don’t know what, but Jules is basically in the same position that I am and I told Nate to back the fuck up and leave Jules alone but he-” you cried. “He’s fucking with Jules and he’s fucking with me and he’s fucking with Rue!”

“Is that what Rue was sayin’ the other day?”

“Yes! I mean, I think… she was trying to” you told him.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want you involved in this shit, Fez!”

“I didn’t fucking know you were involved in it!” he said, standing up. “What else has he said to you?”

“He just said that… if I said or did anything, he would show you the pictures, and…” you sighed.

“And what?”

“Um-” you said, nervously taking off Elliot’s sweater.

He was bound to see it at some point and you were already down this road. You removed it, showing your arm where Nate’s hand was now printed, starting to form a bruise. You slowly looked up to see Fez’s face and you saw that it was now red with anger. He knelt back down to where he was, looking closer at your arm, and then looked up at you.

"He touched you?" he asked, fuming and you nodded slightly. "And the one on your leg?"

"He kind of rear-ended me with his car and I fell off my b-bike" you explained. "I'm sorry I lied-"

“I'm gonna kill him” he said, getting up and was about to walk out, but you followed him.

“Fez! Stop, you’re not doing anything” you said, stepping in front of him.

“The fuck I am! Look what he did to you!” he snapped, making Ash look at your arm.

“Who the fuck did that?” he asked, also upset.

“Nobody-”

“Nate Jacobs!”

“Fez!” As if on cue, Fez saw Nate Jacobs driving by with his truck and parking it outside his store. “Fez” you tried. “Fez, love, look at me” you said, grabbing his face between your hands, making him see you. “Please, please, don’t do anything. We can talk about this later, but please, Fez, I am begging you, don’t do anything right now-”

“Go to the back with Ash” he replied in a serious tone.

“Fez-”

“Now” he said, looking at you. You sighed, knowing you would not be able to stop whatever was about to happen and you sighed, following Ash to the back of the store.

“You know he’s gonna be okay, right?” Ash told you. You nodded and looked back to the front to see how everything would unfold.

“What up, Fez?” you saw Nate coming inside the store and browsing around.

“‘Sup man?” Fez said from behind the counter, keeping his eyes on the tall boy.

You knew he was livid and trying his best to not kill Nate right now by the way his hands were tightly gripping the register.

“Isn’t your girlfriend working today?” Nate asked, looking around.

“Nah” Fez replied with a clenched jaw and Nate finally approached the register.

“Well, tell her I say hi” he said smugly and you saw Fez look down and laugh angrily.

“Yo man” Fez started. “I was gonna try to be chill about this and ask you nicely to stop bothering Rue and her friend and leave 'em alone” he started as he rang Nate’s stuff up. “Also, stay the fuck away from my girl” he threatened. Nate looked a bit taken aback before he laughed.

“Or what?”

“We’re not gonna be having this conversation, man” Fez said, putting Nate’s stuff in a bag.

“Fezco, let’s get this straight” Nate continued. “You’re like half a retard. You dropped out of school at like 20, and now you’re a gangster with his own personal whore-”

“The fuck did you just say?”

“You should probably fucking know by now what kind of slut your ‘girlfriend’ is, and if you did, you wouldn’t be going through all this shit for her. You know what? I’m actually curious as to why you say you would do for that bitch-”

“Listen bruh” Fez smiled for a brief moment before his expression hardened. “All I’m sayin’, you keep messing with my girl or you ever touch her again…” he said, looking up at him. “And, I’mma kill you” he said, erasing the smirk off Nate’s face. “‘S gonna be $5.75 playboy” he said, casually. “And then you can get the fuck out of my store.”

About ten minutes after Nate was gone, you finally came back to the front of the store where Fez was still standing there, silent.

"F-Fez?" you asked. You walked over to him and grabbed his hand, snapping him out of his thoughts. "What happened?"

Fez sighed, bringing you closer to him and placing your face between his hands.

"You don't have to worry about him, okay?" he asked, kissing your forehead and you buried your face in his chest, crying silently. You knew this was far from over. And the thing you dreaded the most had now happened. Fez was involved in it. "I'm gonna take care of it, ma" he said, stroking your back.

"Just... don't get yourself killed okay?" you said and he let out a small laugh. "I'm serious" you said, looking at him, pouting.

"Promise" he said, leaning in to kiss your lips. "But no more lyin' to me" he said in a serious tone.

"Promise" you smiled a little as he wiped away the remaining of your tears. "I love you" you said, kissing him again.

"Love you too, princess" he said, bringing you to his chest once more.

You sighed, feeling safe for the first time in probably weeks, while Fez planned what the fuck he was going to do with Nate fucking Jacobs.

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A/N: so, this actually got super long and I still had a couple of ideas, so I was thinking about making a part 2? what do you think? :) let me know if you liked it and if you want a second part on how Fez takes care of it :P

#euphoria #euphoria imagine #fez #fezco #fez imagine #fezco imagine #fez x reader #fezco x reader #fez oneshot #fezco oneshot

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after-nine-at-the-oasis · 2 months

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I love Janine this episode xD

"They knew I was lying" SLFHFJSKD xDD

I love her lol

"That's concerning" xDD

I mean they could be schools too though lol, tbh I believe them xD

Ahhh I thought it was the mx for a second like wrong first name but it's the spelling xD

JANINE LOL

Honey xD

MELISSA GOING TO GO STAND WITH HER SKFHDJS

Melissa xD

Their face 💀

"Ja" SLFJFHSK JANINE XDD

Jacob I swear if you do it over text or call- sir get it together 😭 xD

SPCJSUANWPAUUUOH NO I'M NOT PREPARED FOR THAT

Imagine if he proposed or something-

Lol sorry xD ik it wouldn't be I just mean like something the opposite xD

Gregory does not want to be here for this xD

OPE NO CHOICE NOW

He didn't say that I just know he won't want to

SLFKGHDKS JACOB STARTING TALKING AROUND GREGORY XDD

Oh poor Gregory I'm so sorry lol

I know it would pain me too lol xD

Also it would be wild if Zach really does go like "I realized how much I love you :))" or like "are you doing okay?" xD

Yk maybe if they break up now we can fix it later in the episode :'))

Maybe :'))

Hear me out xD

Because this moved along a lot quicker than I thought it would from being 7 minutes in lol I thought there would only be time to breakup xD

Though there is still Barbara's whole plot

Also they deserve better than a middle for he episode breakup You Know What if that happens 😤 xD

"I've been rather frustrated" sorry Zach I can't take you seriously- /lh xD

I think honestly any wording in a blunt way just makes it more awkward for Gregory and that may be a reason for it lol xD not that they can't be blunt but yk

Aww and confused 😭😭 stop he sounded so sad :'((

Turns out Zach doesn't think they're having problems :'))

Maybe if they break up Jacob will realize how much he still loves him and wants to be with him :'D or both of them :'D help please :D

Poor Gregory xD sir at this point just leave lol

I would not be able to handle being there for that xD not bc I love them but bc it would be awkward lol

SLFHFSK yeah you have been xD

See this is why you guys never break up because you're too honest and accepting of your faults and sweet xD except clearly not honest enough lol

I swear though if this is all some elaborate ruse

I don't think it is but like xD

"My brother if I could just-" Bro is trying his BEST SLFHSJLDS 💀💀 XDDD

He does not wanna be here for this and I wouldn't either

PLEEEASE don't do this to me I feel like they will and then Gregory's gonna be left standing there awkwardly as the end of the scene 😭

But hey maybe that leaves time for reconciliation :D

Probably not but I can cope :')

It would be funny if Zach asks if it's from quitting vaping lol like the behavior

And nice callback/consistency :)) or if that actually is the reason xD but yk the 7 months thing so who knows

I thought Jacob said he'd been being frustrating and confusing but I went back (just to go back not for that) and he did not so slightly less immediately broke down and was honest there lol

Wait nah he's not gonna-

YEAH COUPLE'S THERAPY LOL

Jacob xD you idiot

Unfortunately this means they will probably break up at the end of the episode :') or before the end anyway

Since it's not now xd

Help I'm hurting

Let's just hope they actually do and it works xD :')

AUGH JACOB

aoguh

oaughHaug my CAPS COME BACK HERE I NEED YOU

AOGUHAUAIOGH

JACOB STOP

JACOB WHY

WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME

The way he said it 😭😭 xD sad and funny

Also!hey :')))) at least this means they could get back together by later :'))

Or he'll back down now lol

But I think we might end the scene and come back to it later? Hopefully not lol

Gregory awkwardly standing there like xD

Let me see his face I need to see it lol

It's my only solace here xd 😭

SKFJHDKS Zach's face xD but also 😭😭😭💔💔 my honey DD':

My honeys honestly 😭😭😭😭 D':

Yep Gregory's awkward xD feeling it I mean

LOL yes run XD

SLFJGHDKS MR. JOHNSON STANDING THERE WITH A TRASH CAN LOL

He just wants to be in on it lol xD

It would be wild if he set all this up-

Sorry I'm fine and rational I promise xD

SLDKFHDKS MR. JOHNSON

A H NO THEY'RE BACK CRAP

But I mean at least I get to see it 😭😭😭 they deserve that much tbh xd

Or maybe they'll talk it out :')? Or be almost at that point and then later we found out they did? Whatever works? Please :')?

The sub stuff is already mostly figured out so we've got plenty of time for this and the other one 😭 unfortunately and fortunately xD

Jacob don't turn it back on him lol

Just stop repeating him man 😭

OKAY Zach said "Jacob. You s" before I paused and the genuine emotion like without comedy there was too much for me I ant handle this 😭😭😭😭😭💔💔

Guys help help guys save me

This is one of the few times I think you'll find me genuinely having a breakdown on my blog show wise lol. Like sadness wise, especially liveblog wise lol

So hey at least there's that xd I am not always happy (with the decisions lol)

Pleeeeas don't do this to me

I should stop the post but I think I wanna keep it going xd all in one post and what not

They deserve that 😭

Ik I'm talking like they're already dead but please guys don't break up xdd

I mean be happy but I want you to be happy together xdd

Okay there was some comedy there vibe wise as I figured out still that hurt 😭

Jacobbbb stop trying to pin the blame on him 😭 ik you hate this but you did it

Honestly despite my screaming howling pain and misery if they really do I will be proud of Jacob for actually doing it lol

And I'm afraid that's what's supposed to happen xd 😭

HE DID NOT

Jacob stop gaslighting him 😭 I love you but sir xd

AWW APIGUOSHUHHH- I can't the that time oh my gosh

He's about to do it

Or actually force Jacob to be honest

Or break my heart (though both of those would) but yk in a separate way like about he was gonna propose at some point or how much he loves him or something

That would just about kill me and I would die right here 😌

OKAY NOPE IT WAS A "WHAT'S GOING ON" OPTION TWO GUYS HONESTLY THE BEST OUT OF ALL BUT NOW I HAVE TO CONFRONT IT 😭😭😭💔

And so do they 😭😭😭💔 :'((

JACOBBBB NOOOO

But also don't deny it I mean xd

Tbh I just don't deserve this

One second let me just-

AAAAAAAAAUOOUUUGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-

I'm fine :')

Yk what no no I'm not 😭😭😭😭 :'((

Screaming sobbing throwing up how could you do this to me

No Jacob don't deny it sir I swear-

JUST BE FREAKING HONEST

OKAY AIGOGDUUAGAUUHHHOGIHHGGGGH but at least the did :') 😭😭😭😭😭💔

Jacob. That hurt me. How could you ever do this to me

Zach's gonna agree or something and that lessens the chances of fixing it but also that makes it slightly easier sooo idk xd

Okay at least we're being genuine now 😭😭😭💔 :'((

Honeyyyys 😭😭😭💔 I mean yeah that tracks but xd the afraid to rip of the band-aid bit, as the reason I mean lol

Okay bandage my bad I paused lol

OH MY GOSH HE'S ABOUT TO SAY SOMETHING WHILE SOUNDING LIKE HE'S CRYING LIKE THAT HE LOVES HIM I'M NOT OKAY-

Y'all this is too emotional for them to get back together they're really doing this to me 😭 I haven't accepted it till now and probably won't for the next 26 years but yk x'd

AOUGHHHHHAHHHHH "THIS SUCKS" YES IT DOES SUCK 😭😭😭💔💔💔

Not as bad as it could've been though, what he said wise :')

Yeah 😭😭😭😭💔

. . . do I deserve a kiss for all my efforts/pain though (the answer is yes but will I get one xdd a goodbye kiss for them I mean lol)

Should you be doing this in the middle of the school day by the way guys x'D sorry unrelated lol

Not really but yk xd

I better get a hug though not just a dejected stand

AOUGH NOPE THEY'RE GONNA CONTINUE TALKING OUCH

AUGHO why'd you have to say thank you I deserved an I love you there

We can worry about Jacob's growth later let me be sad and emotional and in the moment 😭😭😭😭😭😭💔💔❤️

SLFKFHSK JACOB

SHOULDN'T HAVE SAID THAT xd

I swear if the only reason Zach wanted to actually break up was because of the stuff you've been doing Jacob-

IF YOU'VE KILLED THIS FOR ME xd-

It is not a funny story Jacob bc ik that's what you're gonna say after really when I unpause this lol xd

Yep xD

And I think Zach agrees lol

Yk this was almost amicable xd

JACOB

How many times did that happen xD

I appreciate the jokes to lighten the mood but guys xdd

Also honestly just let me be sad lol I need it xd

NOT THE FULL NAME

Sir this was so close to being amicable 😭😭

I mean I don't want the secret but like xD

APCIENAO IS HE GONNA CALL HIM A SOB

Probably not but xD

Glad we're also acknowledging Jacob's non-growth lol

AOCURUANODAUHOL NOPE JUST THE B :O

SLFKGJDKHS LOWKEY ICONIC THOUGH ON ZACH'S PART AND ON JACOB FOR BEING CALLED THAT XD

Hold up now xd-

The what 😭

Guys I am not emotionally okay xdd

I'm shaking as I try to breathe lol

And I cannot take seriously what Zach is doing right now 😭😭 xD

Desperately hoping I get more in my feels so I can avoid this /hj-

WHY IS THE KRAKEN FLAPPING. ZACH.

YES understandable Zach xD but the yes was also for Jacob bc it needed to be said

Sweet prince??? Slfjghsks??? What do y'all have going here I swear xDD

Honestly fair though Zach don't have to care xd

But also. Did you have to try and break my heart in every possible guys xd

Zach this is about to be uncalled for- :OO >:OO THEY WERE NEVER FUN

Yk idk if I could get over this if they did ret back together ngl xdd

My babeys don't deserve this 😭😭😭😤💔

Fair and real though for Zach to go off mans was just broken up with

Also I cannot help but figure Mr. Johnson and Gregory are listening at the door 💀

:OOO AT TRIVIA NIGHT!!

Okay now Jacob looks angry too and fair enough xdd

Also not the callback to the first time we saw Zach, and I don't deserve this :))) 😭. The and isn't needed there but idk I wanted it

SLFJFHSKDS NOT THE SINGING XD

Fair and real Zach but also

Zach leads the choir song-

Awww honeyyy 😭😭😭😭💔💔

Now give me the sadness back xdd

Yk the anger makes it easier but also I still don't deserve this xd

Also as I've been wondering, where is Janine in all this 😭 your bestie needs you D':<

Yep Gregory's is stills standing there xD

Yep you should've xdd

SHLFHSKDS GREGORY

Nahh for him too

Awww yeah :')) 😭😭😭😭❤️💔

Awww :'))) (the "I do have other pens")

Okay! So! I did not deserve this!

#abbott elementary #ae #oasis's ae chatter #watch me have a breakdown in real time

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str4ngerthingshavehappenedhere · 2 years

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Hey babe! Can i request something for steve? If you're no taking requests rn it's ok, just ignore me :)

The party (steve, reader and robin too) go to an abandoned house because dustin swore he saw something inside and he also just thought It'd be really fun idk

Reader is scared of the dark and basements, and as a joke mike closes the basement door while she's going down the stairs, but when they try to open the door is stuck amd she starts to freak out? Maybe there's a bat in the basement just to make it more scary lol anyway, steve is trying to keep her calm and when they finally open the door she's breathing hard and crying and steve just comforts her like the good boyfriend he is 🥺

Hi sweetie! I was so excited to get my first request that I finished it in a few hours xD Thank you for the request! I enjoyed writing this so much! :D

Locked in

Masterlist

Warnings: The dark, basements and Steve being a good boyfriend.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x reader

A/N: (P/N) means pet name. I didnt wanna put one if some of you guys didnt like that pet name yknow? :D

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"Why are we here again?" You ask as you stand in front of the house that looks like something from a horror attraction.

"Its easier to just smile and nod than ask what these kids are up to, trust me." Steve replies, holding your hand as he leads you into the abandoned home.

You both walk in with Robin as the group are already there exploring. They began to split up and half the group went to explore upstairs. You, Steve and Robin decided the best option was to stay downstairs and check out the probably less creepier rooms.

"Y/N if you need to go at any point just say, okay? We can leave Robin to fend for herself."

"Hey" You heard Robin reply from the other room. You laugh and shake your head lightly, giving the hand that held yours a tight squeeze of reassurance.

"I'll be fine. Lets just look around and get outta here." You smile and finally let go of Steve's hand, following the group of voices that were standing around a door near the stairs.

Everyone was peering into the dark space but no one wanted to go down there.

"I think it leads to the basement." Robin tried shining a torch down there but the light didn't even reflect far enough for them to see the floor.

"Good detective work, Captain obvious." Steve snarked back playfully. They began to have their usual back and forth arguing. You couldn't focus on their voices anymore. The longer you stared at the dark void coming from the basement the more you could heart the beat of your heart intensifying. You were terrified. You were absolutely terrified of the dark. To the point that if Steve wasn't sleeping over you had to leave the lamp on.

"Y/N wanna go investigate?" Mike asked with a smile you could only describe as mischievous. You shook your head lightly, too focused on the basement to speak.

"Come on Y/N you're not chicken are you?" Mike teases light-heartedly.

"Shut up dipshit. She doesn't have to go in there if she doesn't want to." Steve replied from the other room. Himself and Dustin were exploring the other rooms on the ground floor.

You didn't want to look like a coward in front of everyone. You always put a tough act on to save face so you thought that maybe, just from a few minutes, you can go in, look around, and get out of there.

"Yeah sure, why not?" You replied, causing Robin to lean in closer and whisper to you.

"Are you sure? What about the afraidyay ofyay ethay arkay?" You turn to face her. Apart from Steve, she's the only one you've really told your fears too. Even then, that wouldn't have really happened if you guys didn't drink a lot on the night you told her.

"I'll be fine, don't worry. Its only for a couple of seconds." Robin nods and hands you her torch.

"It can be a bit dodgy so If it goes off just whack it and it should come back on."

"Well that's reassuring." You laugh turning to face the opening to the basement. You take a deep breath before slowly descending the stairs.

'Everything's fine, everything's fine.' You repeat after every step like a mantra. Your foot touched the basement stair and all you could hear was faint whispers of.

"Don't you dare." "That's not funny." "Mike don't-"

Oh god no. You panicked and turned to see the door slam shut. Leaving you in darkness. You begin to freak out slightly and run up the stair to the door. You try to pull at the door but it wont budge.

"Mike, Open the door!" You raise your voice slightly in panic as you keep pulling at the door handle.

"I cant Y/N its stuck!" Mike sounded worried. He only meant to close it as a quick prank but the door was jammed.

"Mike seriously this isn't funny! Open the door!" You start banging on the door, frantically trying to pry the door open with force.

"Seriously Y/N it wont open!" Mike responds as you can hear the panicked "Oh shit!" Coming from everyone else. You start to hear rummaging through draws as everyone tried to find something to pry the door open with.

You turn the flashlight on as you try to face your fears and descend the stairs. Hoping there is something in the basement that can help get the door open from your side. There's nothing really down here, or at least you thought. You begin to hear rustling from the other side of the room. Your tough act finally gives in and you let out a sob.

"Guys I think there's something down here! Please hurry!" You back yourself into the corner and sink to the floor.

A giant screech comes from the basement that causes you to scream. You try to use the flashlight but it gives out. you whack it a few times and it finally turns on. You hear the sound of flapping wings as the screeching continues. Its a bat. You curl yourself into a ball in the corner of the basement and start to cry.

You could hear yelling from the other side of the door before the voice of your boyfriend yelled out.

"Y/N, P/N, I'm gonna get you out okay. Its going to be okay. Just try and breathe, P/N." You started to hear banging, assuming they were trying to ram the door down.

"Idiots." You heard a light mumble on the other side of the door and some movement before the door was being pulled away and placed to the side. Robin must have found a screwdriver or something. You really didn't care at the point. All you focused on was the familiar footsteps running downstairs, followed but the swinging of something and flapping of wings that accompanied the sound of the groups brief screams.

You felt someone kneel in front of you and you look up to see your boyfriends face and he checks you over in a slight panic, wiping away you tears that continued to fall.

"You okay, P/N?" The realisation of everything that just happened begins to sink in as your heartbeat speeds up again. You begin to hyperventilate as a panic attack starts to form and the tears fall faster as you begin to sob.

Steve knows the drill at this point. He's seen this happen a few times before. He's the only one you've ever let your guard down with, until today. Now the group will inevitably see you in this state you began to feel slightly embarrassed by that.

Steve guided you up the stairs and moved you to sit on the sofa in the living room of the creepy place. He wraps his jacket around you and holds you close to him as he smooths your hair.

"Deeps breaths for me, Y/N. Okay?" He kisses the top of your head as you breathing begins to finally slow down a little.

"Its okay now. I'm here, its okay" He reassures you, pressing gentle kisses to your forehead and cheeks, continuing to wipe away your tears before readjusting you back onto his chest.

You could hear whispers from the group in the doorway alongside Robin moving them all into the other room. You can hear stairs creak as they all decide to go explore the basement now that the door has no chance of closing in on them.

Steve waited for your breathing to steady and your crying to stop before speaking again.

"Wanna get out of here?" You nod in response. Before you even have the chance to stand, you feel a pair of arms scoop under you knees and back and lift you up. Steve carried you bridal style to his car and placed you in the passenger seat.

He entered the driver side and turned on the engine, driving to the nearest store.

"Why are we here?" you ask, wrapping yourself into Steve's jacket.

"I am going to grab some snacks and we are going back to my house to watch some movies and cuddle until you feel better." He turns off the engine and is about to open the door until you utter the words

"I love you, Steve." The look on your face is so genuine and heart felt, you meant every word. Steve leans over and cups your face in his left hand, his right placed on the seat to keep his balance. He kisses you softly before leaning back and kissing you lightly on the nose, making you giggle.

"I love you too, Y/N. I'll be right back okay?" He kisses your forehead and gets out of the car, jogging into the store to grab some of your favourite snacks.

You were terrified of the dark, but you were so grateful to be in love with someone who could save you from it.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader #stranger things fanfic #steve harrington fic #stranger things fic #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington oneshot #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington imagines

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darling-i-read-it · 2 years

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Dinner Party

Chris Redfield x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: jealousy, insecurity

Author’s Note: getting chris requests >>> I hope you enjoy lovely!

Requested: by @chloe-online, hi maya :D love your works. i was wondering if you could write a chris redfield x fem!reader where reader and chris are out for dinner with Leon and leons kinda flirting with you (silly bitch xD). Chris notices this and starts being extra pda and clingy with you. thank you in advance :D (in no way do i see leon as someone to actually do this, especially to someone whos chris's girlfriend. its just an idea :))

Summary: the request

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

You looked at yourself in the mirror and fixed the necklace you had on so that the pendant was below your chin. You smiled and fixed the outfit you were wearing a bit so that you could see it at different angles. Chris walked up behind you and put his hands on your hair, brushing it back and floofing it.

“You’re going to mess it up,” you said, laughing gently. He hadn’t done anything to his hair but he didn’t need to. He had his regular haircut that allowed him to wear the same thing every day. You had forced him to wear a fancier jacket for dinner tonight to match your outfit.

“And you’ll still look gorgeous, as always,” he said roughly. You smiled and turned around, putting your arms around his shoulders and looking up at him.

“Flattery will get you nowhere,” you hissed dramatically. His phone dinged. He picked it up and the two of you looked over at the screen. He had gotten a text from Claire.

“She’s already there.”

“Ever punctual your sister.”

“I think she wanted to get there early because she had to pick up Leon and he had never been punctual a day in his life.” You laughed, nodding. You and your boyfriend Chris were going to dinner with a couple of your friends. It was one of the only times in months where everyone's schedules aligned.

“Well then we should go. I think Jill said she would only be 10 minutes late.”

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You saw everyone at the table from twenty feet away. You could hear Claire’s laughter, bubbling and pompous. Claire and Chris had similar laughs. You could recognize Chris’s anywhere so by default you could also know Claire’s.

You weaved through the tables. Leon saw the two of you first, Chris’s hand on your back.

“Heyy, if it isn’t the most punctual people ever!” Leon called. Everyone turned around to see the two of you as you sat down. The restaurant was loud and crowded but it was supposed to be one of the better ones around.

“We are a minute early thank you very much,” you said, sitting down beside him. Chris sat down on your other side so that he was next to Claire. Claire hugged him happily just before he sat down. She walked around him to hug you as well. Jill sat down beside her.

“I’m so glad you guys could make it,” Claire said.

“I thought Chris might pull out at the last minute,” Jill joked.

“We all know he’s good at that,” Leon said slyly. You hit him, laughing happily. It had been so long since you had seen Leon, Claire and Jill. Just being around them made you happier. Chris put his arm around your chair and the conversation spiked up immediately.

What had everyone been up to, what things they had fought lately. Chris talked about a giant spider, Claire mentioned some awful twin siblings. It was a good time.

Soon people were in their individual conversations.

“How have you been Leon?” you asked since he was the only other person not currently contributing to the conversation.

“Good. Better now,” he commented. You rolled your eyes.

“I hear the President is gonna have you do some special job. Do you blind him with your pretty eyes?” you teased.

“He prefers my hair actually.” You laughed, shaking your head. “You look really good. It’s been too long since I’ve seen you.”

“Thank you, thank you. Any excuse to dress up and get out of the house.”

“When you’re not fighting zombies.”

“Yes when I’m not fighting zombies,” you agreed. “When are we not fighting zombies?”

“Right this moment actually.” You and Leon continued to laugh at each other's sly compliments and jokes. Chris looked over at you once his conversation with Claire fizzled out. You were facing Leon completely, turning away from him. He cleared his throat and tried to rationalize for a moment, feeling jealousy bubble up in his chest.

Leon had always been better with people than Chris. He had always been slightly envious of it. Even Claire had been better with people than Chris. He may have been kind but the years were chipping away at his patience. You had always been even more patient with him. Sometimes though he wondered if you would rather be with someone who was like Leon. Charming, handsome, easy.

Your laughter broke his thoughts. You brought your head back, getting your chest into it. Leon was laughing too. He put his hand on your arm.

“Hello? Earth to Chris?” Chris snapped his head back to his sister who had a hand waving in front of him.

“Sorry what?”

“We were wondering if you picked out that jacket,” Jill said, leaning forward.

“Oh hell no,” Chris said, chuckling. He brought his arm forward around your shoulder. You turned around to look at him, the laughter from Leon still evident on your face. “She picked it out.”

“I’m not surprised to hear that,” Claire said.

“What are we talking about?” you asked.

“The jacket hon,” Chris explained. Your eyes went wide and you nodded, putting your hand on Chris’s knee as you leaned over him to talk to Claire.

“I had to get a huge size because of these muscles,” you said, squeezing his arm. You looked at him dreamily. “It was worth it. You look very handsome.” You met his eyes, a look of happiness in your eyes. He kissed you gently, surprising you.

“Oh you two are too much,” Claire said, clapping and laughing. When he pulled away a look of concern had gone over your eyes.

“Everything okay?” you whispered.

“You look beautiful that’s all.” You squinted your eyes and gave him a look.

“Christopher,” you muttered.

“Ah, foods here!” Jill exclaimed.

“Thank God,” Leon said. You turned back so you were sitting forward, your hand remaining on Chris’s thigh. He grabbed your hand and held it, messing with your fingers. You brought his hand up to your lips and kissed the back of his palm. You gave him a reassuring smile.

“I’m going to steal your steak,” you whispered to him. He rolled his eyes.

“Why do I even bring you places?” he asked, already feeling a bit better.

“Because you love me,” you teased. “And I love you. You can have some of my potatoes.”

“I need more steak if I’m gonna grow these muscles.”

“They grow bigger?! Oh then have as much steak as you want,” you said, blushing and nudging him. He kissed the side of your head and turned back to the conversation, laughing alongside you.

Resident Evil Tag List: @alexxavicry

#chris redfield x reader #chris redfield imagines

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enhypia · 3 years

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HS ; couples

couples answers questions with the choice of drinking instead of answering

pairings: lee heeseung x gn!reader

genre: fluff, angst if you squint really hard

words: roughly 1.4k

masterlist ⸺ series masterlist

~guides and warnings~

italics - reader speaking

bold - heeseung speaking

[enclosed] - interviewer speaking

italicized bold - both reader and heeseung speaking

[enclosed bold or italics] - question (depends on who's speaking)

heavily inspired by: rec.create lie detector games, cut truth or drink

warning: contains and mentions of !!! drinking, swearing

i don't promote underage drinking, save your livers

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

hi! i'm (y/n)

hello, my name is heeseung!

and we're together

we're couples!

[you guys were invited here today as couples for a fun little drinking game, you guys were aware of that right?]

yes

we are

[okay, for this game, questions will be asked and if you refuse to answer, you drink, it's that simple. should we start?]

let's go, i can't wait to drink

so you won't be answering the questions?

i mean, it's free alcohol

*hee shakes his head in disbelief

[how long have you been together?]

we actually just had our 3rd anniversary last week

so 3 years now <33

[how did you two meet?]

pffft- *(y/n) laughs

can we just choose pass

shot!

*hee offers the shot glass to (y/n) and both take a shot, laughing after

we're drinking this early on damn

we met through a mutual friend

i was brought as a wingman

i think you can guess how it went

[but how did you guys become a couple?]

we got closer after meeting and i think it was obvious to the both of us that we were interested in each other

yeah but it still took a lot in me to ask you out

he stuttered the first time he asked me on a date

did i?

*(y/n) laughs at the memory

you went "hey, so uh you wa-"

*hee cuts (y/n) off by squishing their cheeks

we don't need a reminder

*(y/n) swats his hand away

but it was cute, don't worry

*(y/n) pats his head making heeseung smile

[okay, how about we officially start the game now?]

*both nod and played rock paper and scissors to determine who gets to ask first, (y/n) wins

*(y/n) reads the card and chuckles

[was it love at first sight?]

it wasn't

like i said, i was supposed to be a wingman so in my head, they were already off limits

i don't believe in love at first sight so *(y/n) shrugs

[do you have/did you have doubts with us being together?]

goddamn *(y/n) drinks

*heeseung is wide-eyed

no honey, not like that, i will answer, it's just that i need the alcohol boost

*the shock goes away

i was about to shed tears not gonna lie

*(y/n) rolls their eyes

when i agreed to becoming heeseung's significant others, i had no doubts, i knew what i felt was true and i knew his was too. the doubts were mainly on myself?? like "what if he just wakes and he doesn't love me anymore" but everyday heeseung proves to me that that will never happen

*(y/n) smiles at heeseung

*heeseung looks away trying to hide the smile and blush appearing on his face and he takes a shot refusing to meet (y/n)'s eyes

*(y/n) picks up a card and laughs

[if i become a zombie and had to eat people to survive, would you stick by side?]

heeseung gets scared easily i don't think he will

but if it's you...

*(y/n) raises an eyebrow

wait let me think about this more clearly

see! *(y/n) laughs

*heeseung continues to think

omg just say no!

but it's you !!!

i know it's me but baby we both know you'll run the other way once i start to eat people

...... you still love me right?

yes heeseung, i still love you

*hee :D

okay! next question!

*he picks up a card and laughs

oh i like this one.

[would you date any of my friends?]

*(y/n)'s mouth drops in shock

*(y/n) ultimately decides to play with heeseung

i mean.. *(y/n) reaches for a shot

*the grin on his face disappears

yah!

*(y/n) bursts into giggles and takes a shot

yah~ !!

[would YOU date any of my friends?]

*hee's eyes narrows and takes a shot for revenge

*both laugh at their antics

the answer is no guys, i love his friends but they're pretty much like annoying siblings

sorry (y/n)'s friends, (y/n) is the only one for me

but i'm pretty sure someone who used to be in my circle would jump at the chance

really ?? who ??

*(y/n) gives the look

AH! -

*scene cuts as he says a name

moving on.

*(y/n) picks up a card and laughs

[do you wish i offered to pay for more dates?]

MAN I WISH I COULD PAY MORE ON DATES

i like paying for our dates, but arguing with them is hard

yeah there was one time we spent 10 minutes bickering about who will pay, so we just made an agreement

we take turns per month, like for this month i'm the one paying for all the dates, then on the next month (y/n) will be paying

but everytime it's his month, he always tries to go out a lot, and when it's my month he opts to stay in

hehe

hEHE ??

*heeseung picks up a card and reads the question intently

*he is in deep thought

what is it?

[will you agree to an open relationship?]

ohhh

open relationship is when it's okay if you see other people right?

yup and i don't think i'd agree to it. you?

me as well

sorry im selfish, heeseung is mine, i do not share ;)

*heeseung laughs

yeah, sorry it's not for me, i don't think i can stomach seeing another one hold (y/n) , find your own

*(y/n) raises glasses to cheers and both take a shot

[it's okay not to drink if you answer]

yeah we know

but it's free alcohol

and drinking makes it more fun

*they hi-five

okay! next question,

[if i had to move away for many years, would you wait for me?]

yes.

wow no hesitations

yes i would wait for you

*(y/n) :O

yes

okay we get it

*they laugh

but i will, you're worth waiting for

your patience says otherwise

are you doubting my ability to wait?

do you hear yourself when you're playing?

that's with games, you're not a game, you're not something i play

*(y/n) blushes making heeseung laugh

shut up okay i get it

i also do not actually trust my patience

SEE ?!

*heeseung bursts out laughing

so instead of waiting i'd probably just go to them and/or visit them a lot

or just move in with me

*(y/n) avoids heeseung's stare

is this still related to the question or the present

huh? *(y/n) acts clueless

WAIT-

*camera cut

*we see both of them sporting a blush with big smiles on their face, and the alcohol evidently lessened

[freestyle! ask any question you want]

wah, i don't know what to ask

*he is thinking, everybody shut up

just keep it simple

no i want it to be hard

i can just actually follow the rules and drink instead of answering

*hee pouts

no you won't

*(y/n) :P

okay!

[did you like ... when we first met?]

oh the 'friend'?

yeah

*(y/n) drinks

*heeseung :O

*(y/n) xD

no heeseung, i did not like them, i really just saw them as a friend

ohh ouch sorry buddy

*they share a laugh

oh it's the last one

[question for both: what does loving each other feel like?]

awww that's a cute one, i'll go first

loving heeseung feels like the comfort your favorite songs bring you. it feels like the excitement you get whenever your favorite show releases a new episode. it's the deep sigh in content you release whenever you smell your favorite scent. it's just, loving him feels like everything your favorites make you feel.

*heeseung is not tearing up, definitely not, that's just sweat, he is also 100% not blushing, it's just hot

*he takes a shot and (y/n) laughs at his antics

now how am i supposed to beat that?!

let me be more romantic gosh

respectfully, no.

*both laugh

okay uhh, loving (y/n) feels like riding a rollercoaster. from all the emotions while waiting in line to exiting the ride. loving them is like the feeling of hitting a high note you previously couldn't. it's winning multiple prizes at the arcade. loving (y/n) is like the softness of a sunrise and the absolute wonder in staring at a night sky.

*(y/n) takes a shot not even bothering to hide their blush

why are we so cheesy and poetic when we're intoxicated damn

*heeseung laughs and agrees

forgive us if we're cringey

not our fault you're single

heeseung! :O

*he stays unapologetic

and that's it!

thank you for having us~

bye~

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bonus: youtube comments

masterlist ⸺ series masterlist

a/n: sorry this took so long, i caught up with everything i missed in my classes, i'll try to update the series more frequently. i will also be posting timestamps later since it's been days since i last posted. i hope you also like this one!! jay's will be posted next, please look forward to it <33

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piracytheorist · 1 year

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rose quartz and watermelon for pink asks!

rose quartz: what’s your love language (romantic or platonic)?

Quality time. Even eating together in silence makes me feel connected. What I remember the most with people is the time I spent with them. Like, I remember visiting a family friend my age some 15 years ago and I still remember how we went shopping and then watched a film in the cinema. Physical touch and acts of service are close. I am very bad at words of affirmation and gift-giving XD

watermelon: have you ever had to reject anyone romantically? how did it go?

Oh LMAO yes and it was cringey and awkward but also funny from my side

So while I was studying in university I got into playing D&D. I was part of a main campaign with a set group of players, and then I was also joining small "one-shot" campaigns with another group, which was not always the same people since this style of playing allowed for people to join and leave and join again whenever they wanted.

So I met this guy in that second group. I was like 23 and he was like 27. He was sociable and open and played a good game and all that. Suddenly one day I see he's sent me a text on messenger going like "hi pretty :)"

I was frozen. I was looking at my screen going like "he for real?" I had never had someone experience interest in me before, and it was the first time he was being so upfront about it, so I didn't know what to do and I left him on read.

But we did meet a couple days later for a game. He took me aside and tried to explain himself BUT IT WAS SO CRINGE. He was like "I didn't mean anything by it, I could have said anything else, I don't know why you completely ignored me" and I can't properly translate what he said but if I could you would understand how cringe his attempt at explaining was. I was open about how awkward that made me feel... by barely speaking. I was shrugging and barely said anything to him. He didn't push me or make me feel uncomfortable, but the mere effort to try and cover up himself after he was left on read after HE initiated romantic interaction had me feeling so, so awkward that this is all I remember from this dude now.

Oh there was also another time where another guy I knew very vaguely from my university started chatting with me and like ten minutes into the conversation he asked me if I was interested in sex, I told him no and then he said "ah okay understood :)" and then he blocked me. Which like, okay dude lmao. At least this one was upfront about what he wanted and took the rejection a little better.

Send me pink themed asks!

#duckseamail #ask and ye shall receive #nette speaks

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slashingdisneypasta · 3 years

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Ram Sweeney x Reader || Headcanons

Topic: Dating HC's

Notes:

*Sigh*... I write regularly write for creeps like Freddy Krueger and Offenderman... and am one of the few tumblrs that write for Sheriff Hoyt romantically... and yet Kurt and Ram are my real guilty pleasure characters.

Anyway I hope someone other then me wanted this XDD I'm gonna do a Kurt one too.

Warnings: Some NSFW but not explicit.

Your song: The Way I Loved You (Taylor Swift)

He respects my space and never makes me wait

And he calls exactly when he says he will

He's close to my mother, talks business with my father

He's charming and endearing and I'm comfortable

...

But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain

And it's 2:00 a.m. and I'm cursing your name

So in love that you act insane

And that's the way I loved you

Breakin' down and coming undone

It's a roller coaster kinda rush

And I never knew I could feel that much

And that's the way I loved you

You two as a TV/Movie/Book couple: Bianca Piper and Wesley Rush (The DUFF)

Having the kind of relationship that no one else understands at all. Like, you have nothing in commen except commen history and your feelings for each other (Which are, on the other hand, totally clear to everyone) but when you're together you're always laughing and being affectionate.

Being in an on and off relationship throughout middle school and highschool- but never and I repeat; Never, is anyone permitted to mess with you at all. Because Ram always considers you his, even when you arent together.

So yeah, you always have 2 (Ram, and Kurt) large football star bodyguards at your disposal.

Being very playful together.

SOOOOoooooo much PDA. Including: Making out in the hallways and at school events like football games (You dont care who sees), sitting in his lap or at least squished close to his side at lunch, him throwing you over his shoulder to carry you places, him giving you piggy back rides, him picking you up and twirling you around, him just standing behind you with his arms around your waist and his chin rested on your shoulder when he's bored (With everything but you), his arm being over your shoulders as you walk together, you wiping peanut butter on his nose to get a rise out of him and then running away so he'll chase you, you peppering his face with kisses to make him laugh, etc.

Having a turbulent relationship. Because while, when all is well you two are like peanut butter and jelly and seem like the perfect highschool sweethearts, when you arent it's because Ram has gotten really jealous over something and called you a terrible name (Skank, whore, slut, bitch- any of those) or you understandably got irritated by his bullying and/or being a perverted, sexist asshole and you have huge, blow out fights in the middle of school and by the end of the period the whole student body knows about it.

You give him the silent treatment and the cold shoulder after those (If you didnt break up, that is) and he sends Kurt to give you messages.

When you make up its because he sincerely apologises although he doesn't 100% understand what he did wrong which becomes part of the next fight.

As you've been together so very long, he is basically part of your fucking family. He's so familiar and casual with your parent/s and/or sibling/s. They love him so much that, whether you're with him at the time or not, they allow him into the house and your bedroom with a cup of tea and snacks. (Its the 'American dream' popular-boy / football-star thing.)

So yeah, sometimes when you're mad at him or he wants to get back together (Which generally you want to do, to. You honestly have the same biological timer. Its like, 3 weeks pass by of being broken up and then ding ding ding! You both get the feelings its time to get back together and start sharing grins in the hallway and talking to your friends about eachother) you'll just find him waiting for you in your room when you come home.

Hanging out a looooooot with Kurt. Movie nights at your place, hanging out at the mall together on weekends sneaking out to see them at the football field at night time, etc. When you're sad, they'll both turn up wherever you are to cheer you up, too! Goofballs.

This does not mean there arent times where Ram shoo's Kurt off, though, when you two want some alone time together (*Eyebrow wiggles*) because of course. I'm just saying, you're a close-knit group.

When you are alone together, not much changes from when you're around others honestly XD You're still just as playful and affectionate. You just, you know, also have sex.

When he's down, you rusk your graceful image and climb through his bedroom window to be there with him. You dont fuck, you dont even really kiss. You just climb into bed with him and he'll tuck you under his chin and close his eyes. Legit old married couple. And you two sleep- by morning, he usually feels better and refuses to let you get out of bed with him.

"Five more minutessssss, babe!" He whines, holding you against him and pressing kisses to your head. You know he'll just say that again in 5 minutes time- and over, and over, and over again.

"Oh- no. I've been caught in this trap before Ram. We have school, so we have to get up. Come on!" You push firmly at his stomach (or abs) with your fists; not that that does much as he just just groans or gathers your little wrists in one big fist to stop you (Either way he certainly doesn't even flinch). His eyes are still closed. You sigh.

Now you have two choices, you can either give in and snuggle back into him for the rest of the morning, or threaten to send an attack towards his groin and he'll literally fling himself outta bed. Like "OH LOOK AT THE TIME- Kurt's gonna be waiting for us outside. Lets go!"

There are also mornings that you wake up with him (No sad Ram the night before necessary) and are all too happy to stay there with him. You just adorably nod into his chest, eyes still closed and making the cutest half-asleep morning sound when he asks if you wanna stay here a bit longer and he happily pulls the blanket over both your heads; shielding you both from the real world for a while.

OKAY MOVING ON FROM THAT FLUFFINESS.

You are also the only person who has any sort of control over him and Kurt. Like you can take them down a few pegs with just a look.

You two do date other people when you're broken up but its clear to anyone watching that these are just nice place holders for eachother. Neither of you are ever as happy with others as you are with eachother. You're ridiculously in love, actually.

Ypu were the first one to say I Love You, and he immediately called Kurt for guidance XD

Places you've had sex (Because it is always the full monty with Ram): Both your bedrooms so so so many times, the school bathrooms, his car, Kurts car (Kurt was NOT pleased.), the back of the football field, under the bleachers during a game or pep rally (he was benched for being too violent) + under the bleachers during practise + under the bleachers when the football field is deserted, the back of the school, the faculty parking lot at school, Kurts and Heather Chandler's houses (Parties. Basically a Westerburg High party is not complete without Y/N L/N and Ram Sweeney breaking in someones bed), his parent's car, the woods, cow pasture (a picnic blanket was used), and finally some mall changing rooms.

You leave him messages on his answering machine. He listens to every one of them (Which means something because he doesnt listen to anyone elses, unless he's gotta get through them to get to yours).

Him being SUCH a jealous asshole (With everyone except Kurt).

HIM STANDING UP TO THE HEATHERS FOR YOU.

#PromKingAndQueen

Having Kurt "Smartest guy on the football team," Kelly be your (Occasionally, live in- yes, he has slept over with the two of you on the floor so he could break up fights) couples councellor. Often his advice is 'fuck it out' but he also comes up with oddly wise shit sometimes. Mostly he's just very exasperated though. Like, its obvious you two are gonna end up together- stop bothering me with this shit. Let me get some pussy for myself guys please-

You two getting a bit frisky on movie nights with Kurt and he throws stuff at you. He just starts bringing a pool noodle (That he drew an angry face onto) along with him and hitting y'all with it whenever he feels its necessary. Cuz I mean, on one hand, of course he's happy for his bro Ram that he's getting his dick wet, but on the other- ITS FUCKIN MOVIE NIGHT, PULL YOURSELVES TOGETHER FOR T W O S E C O N D S (Oh the irony- it does indeed escape him). He'll park his ass right in the middle of you two if you keep it up.

If he had survived, you and Ram would have broken up after graduation and spent college apart, before bumping into each other again back home as new (Improved. Especially him) people that fit together better now and ended up getting back together for good.

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