#thanks for trying to ruin this for everyone jackass

[dorkygurl-89]

i'm trying, i'm trying to give the benefit of the doubt and say that most hazbin hotel criticals disown that one user for leaking shit

it's just........at what point does your 'criticism' turn into actively trying to kill the whole show for everyone?

like genuinely, tell me. how does ANYONE think that's acceptable?

out of all the controversies, this makes me the most pissed cuz now you're just trying to actively bring down the show, jackass. hope you're proud of yourself

and to any criticals that supports this, you can take that critical tag and shove it up your ass cuz now you're just maliciously trying to ruin it for the actual fans

i'm just so tired, y'all

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel “criticals” #thanks for trying to ruin this for everyone jackass #not really a vent #i'm just so tired

[ultralightpoe]

Rule Number Two- Jake Seresin

Authors Note: Hey how you doing let me whisper in your ear

Warning: Smut, jackass ex

Word Count: 2443

PART ONE HERE 

Enjoy!

It has been a month since Jake Seresin ruined his own life. 

He didn’t crash his car, or one of the jets, nor did he lose his job. He didn’t dye his hair or ruin his favorite shirt. He managed to ruin his own life by walking out on the one he loved the most. 

It was kinda comedic if you think about it. The way he craved your every touch and craved to be near you just to get that stripped away because you offered him more and he was too much of a coward. God, he wished he could go back to that moment  and kiss you as hard as he could and never let you go. 

He often imagined what it would have been like if he had, how he would spend his days texting you and getting cute little selfies from you at work. Or he would actually spend the night at your place, watching the sun come up as you slept in, allowing him time to make you breakfast. He would make you breakfast every morning until he figured out what kind of breakfast person you were, he suspected french toast. 

“Hangman, on your 4!” Coyote calls, snapping him back attention until they both circle each other and speed off to catch Maverick. 

“Come on, Bagman,” Maverick teases, “Get your head out of the clouds and focus on me. I want an actual opponent.”

“Bagman is focused on what ring he wants to get the girl.” Coyote snips, laughing when Jake flips him off. 

—----------------------------

It was a bad habit, but after a stressful day Jake would walk to your apartment building, trying to get up the nerve to talk to you. 

He wasn’t stalking you, he had every intention of walking up to your door and telling you how much he misses you and how desperate he is to see you, but nearly every time he was three steps away he remembered how you couldn’t look at him as he dropped the napkin. He remembers the embarrassment as he left. 

Today, however, was going to be the day. He was gonna get his girl. 

He was still in uniform when he left base, driving the route he knew by heart, and nodding to everyone who thanked him as he passed them while walking the block to your place. He counted the steps, feeling his heart hammer in his chest as he fixed his hair, smiling at an older lady who thanked him for his service before he rounded the corner to see you. 

But he stops when he sees another man there. Skinny, shaggy hair, professor vibe. The guy looks anxious, clutching on to the bundle of white roses tightly as his foot taps harshly on the floor beneath him, his overly expensive shoes making a drum sound on the concrete. 

Jake is about to ask him who he was when you open the door, a look of shock written on your features as Jake hides behind the wall and listens. 

“Thomas….” You sound hesitant and since this is the first time Jake has heard your voice in weeks his chest aches just at the tone. “I didn’t know you were co-”

“I miss you Y/n. I miss you so fucking much.” Thomas interrupts, his voice cracking. “I swear I will never do it again.”

“Thomas I’m a little busy.”

“Five minutes. Y/n I’m begging you baby. Give me five fucking minutes.” Baby. The nickname itself made him want to puke. You weren't a baby or babe. You were sugar, or honey, or your personal favorite had always been Sweetheart but that always came out when you were in a very heated moment. Who the fuck was this guy?

“You can come in.” You sigh and Jake wants to scream, the sound of the door closes and before he can think of it he punches the bricks behind him. Pain travels up his hands and he grunts out, storming out of the building. 

—--------------

“Who has bricks INSIDE a building?!” Jake snaps, watching Bradley and Natasha laugh at him as embarrassment clings to his every being. 

“Who punches a brick wall?” Bradley counters, shaking his head. “What was going through your head?”

“Y/n, and how much he loves her.” Javy, Coyote, laughs while punching his shoulder. Jake just shrugged him off and kept walking to the club they were all heading to, not really waiting for them to catch up. 

“You said that I should tell her how I felt Rooster.” He defends. “And I was planning on doing just that, but then he was there.”

“Yeah yeah, then you punched the wall.” He laughs, pulling him into the club. “Just…. Don’t get shitfaced-”

“I won’t.”

—----------------

You were shitfaced, a feeling you enjoyed very much. 

It had been a very stressful day, between you trying not to pretend Jake Seresin was a thorn in your heart and mind and your ex Thomas showing up with the ugliest flowers you had ever seen and begging for your love back, well……you were just so tired. 

So you conceited when Amy invited you out, wearing one of her dresses and pretending that the heels weren’t actually killing you. The alcohol was making it a bit better, or maybe you just couldn’t tell anymore. 

“Hey!” Amy croons when she sees you, excitement lighting up her face. “I KNOW YOU!”

“Yeah! You brought me here!” You giggle, dancing beside her. “Where did the others go?”

“Bathroom…. Or the bar.” She laughs spinning you around, right into a random chest. Both of you gasp in shock as Amy moves on to dance with another guy, meanwhile you look up to see Thomas glaring down at you.

“Thomas?” You snap, moving to step back but he grabs your wrists tightly. 

“I have been looking everywhere for you.” He snaps and you look around to find Amy, only to see her a few steps off completely in her own world. If you called out she wouldn’t hear you above the music. 

“I already said everything I wanted to say-”

“You didn’t give me an actual chance to explain.” He snaps, and you look around for an escape. Then you see him, the man that has been haunting your every second for the last month. Standing by the bar, with one hand gripping a beer and the other spread out before him as he inspects it. 

“Okay. Okay.” You concede, nodding to Thomas. Everytime you made eye contact you were brought back to the moment you were left sobbing on the living room floor holding the cheek he had punched. But instead of sobbing this time you put on the best flirt face and smiled. “Buy me a drink?”

He smiles, excited that he was gonna get his way. “Lead the way.”

So you did. You slipped from his touch and walked to the bar, right where Jake was standing with a frown. He saw you a few steps away and his spine shot straight up, you saw him reach out a bruised hand for you. 

“Oh Jake!” You smile, right as Thomas storms up behind you. Jake's face falls for a moment and he looks like he wants to walk away but you reach for his chest lightly. “Jake! Jake, I am so excited. I really want to introduce you to-”

“Thomas.” He cuts you off, reaching past you to shake Jake's hand. You send Jake a pleading look while Thomas is behind you, and he seems to catch on, brows creasing together. 

“Lieutenant Jake Seresin, Top Gun Naval Aviator.” You would be lying if you said that you weren’t affected by that. Suddenly you wanted to jump on him here and now. 

“That’s….that’s cool I guess?” Thomas snickers, tapping your shoulder. “What do you want?”

“Surprise me.” You smile, watching him nod and turn to the bar as you snatch Jake’s elbow and  pull him a couple steps away. 

“Thomas?” He asks, one hand gripping your waist. You lean in to hear him over the music, blushing a bit when he bends down to hear you as well. 

“Thomas.” You nod, casting a look to where Thomas was arguing with the bartender. “Six year relationship Thomas.”

“Wasted time.” He smiles, remembering your words from the last night he saw you. “Still wasting your time?”

“Indeed-” You answer right before a bright colored drink is put right under your nose. 

Jake’s jaw tenses as he steps back but keeps his hand on your waist. “Do you mind? I was trying to talk to her.”

Thomas narrows his eyes and stands straighter. “Funny, so was I.” 

Jake glares as Thomas puts a hand over your shoulder, and moves to flick it off. “Hands off my girl.”

“Get your hands off MY girl.” Thomas snaps, slapping Jake's hand off your waist. You panic for a moment and step into Jake, who immediately wraps an arm around you. 

“Y/n? Sugar?” He asks, looking down at you as you wrap an arm around his stomach and smile. “Think it’s time to get home?”

“I think so.” You smile, moving to walk before Thomas steps in front of you. You barely had time to blink before Jake had his fist smashing into his face, pulling the attention of many people in the bar. “Okay, it’s definitely time to go.”

—---------------------

You pull him out of club, and Jake can’t seem to process how fucking lucky he was. Not only was he standing with you, an arm wrapped around you, he had also gotten to punch that waste of space with the unkept beard. 

“How did you get here?” He asks, watching you cringe the second your feet his the concrete sidewalk. He, without even thinking, reaches down to grab your ankle and undo the heel.

“Amy- I can’t walk barefoot.” You mumble, trying to keep the shoe on but he doesn't concede and snatches it off. 

“Come on, I got ya Sugar.” He smiles, standing up and tossing you over his shoulder. His chest tightens as you laugh, gripping the back of his shirt while he reaches into his pocket for his car keys. “You gonna tell me about Thomas?”

“You gonna run out the door again?” You snap and then a second later you laugh and something tightens in his chest again. 

“Alright, watch your head.” He mumbles, setting you in his car as you keep giggling. “You laughin’ at me?”

He’s just teasing, to be honest he would rather you laugh at him then hate him, would rather you laugh at him for the rest of his life then not see you.

“No, I am laughing at myself.” You answer, leaning forward to touch his eyebrow while he buckles you in. “Cause I should have just kept my mouth shut.”

“No, you shouldn’t have. I should have been braver.” He sighs, leaning forward to kiss your forehead. “Lean back, close your eyes.”

—-------------

You wake up to the smell of something cooking in the kitchen, your head pounding as you struggle to sit up. You had been changed out of the uncomfortable dress into a baggy set of pajamas and tucked into your blankets tightly.  “How the hell did I-”

Then you remember Jake tucking you in, shaking his head as you kissed his face repeatedly and trying to get you to go to bed. ‘Goodnight, I love you’

You had to have imagined that part, but as you climbed out of the bed and padded along the floor while rubbing your eyes, stopping dead in your tracks as you see Jake shuffling around in your kitchen still in last night's clothes. 

“You’re still here?” You are stunned, mouth agape as you stare at him. 

“Yeah… And I’m hoping you like french toast.” He blushes, casting a look to where you were sitting on the couch now. 

“I do.” You smile, curling up. He stares for a moment before taking a second and walking over to sit in front of you. 

“I…. well… uhm good morning.” He mumbles, trying to fix his hair nervously. “I wanted to start by saying I’m a coward.”

You wait, crossing your legs as you stare at him. “Do you remember what you said to me the first night we met?”

“No?” 

“You’re hot, and I’m Y/n….lets make babies.” You had laughed, leaning in closer. “But I’m not looking for a long time thing, just a short fling.”

“I said that?” You laughed. “A little blunt.”

“You said that you had just gotten out of a relationship and you didn’t want to waste anymore time.” He explains, bumping your knee. “And for the first time in my entire history I couldn’t breathe and couldn’t let you leave. So I played it up, I wrote this stupid rule. I was making it seem like I wasn’t desperate to be near you.”

You couldn’t breathe, desperate to touch him. 

“For weeks I was trying to play it cool and then suddenly you were telling everything I wanted to hear. And I panicked. Running like an absolute coward.”

“You did run out of here kinda fast.” You mumble, watching as he leans closer. 

“I propose a new rule.” He whispers and you watch as he pulls out a napkin, handing it to you. 

‘RULE NUMBER TWO; Make breakfast together every morning.”

“What does this mean?” You ask, clutching it. 

“It means I want to spend every morning with you.” He smiles, “making silly rules and loving you.”

“I think I can allow that.”

—-------------------------

Desperate moans filled the house as Jake laughed from his spot above you, sweating and smug.  Your husband loved torturing you on the mornings he had off, over and over.

“You’re….. Not being fair-” You mewl, pulling him closer as he nips at your jaw. 

“Nuh uh.” He laughs, thrusting forward again, trying to get deeper. “This is completely fair. You broke rule number six.”

Rule number six (written on a sticky note stolen from the doctors office during his monthly check up for top gun) ; never go to bed angry at the other. 

“You… It was your fault!”

“How so?” He cackles, biting down on your lip. 

“Rule number fifteen, never get hurt at work.”

“I never agreed to that rule-”

“You make me follow it!”

“You are my wife. Of course I make you follow it. Now…..” He has a smug look in his eye that makes you nervous. “Apologize for going to bed mad at me and I’ll give you everything you want.”

“You’ll finish me?”

“Promise.”

“French toast?”

“Swear it.” He knew you liked french toast.

#jake #seresin #jake seresin #jake seresin imagine #jake seresin smut #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin top gun #hangman x reader #hangman #hangman imagine #hangman smut #jake seresin angst #hangman angst #hangman top gun #top gun imagine #top gun x reader #top gun angst #top gun maverick

[roycevelvet]

Collision of fate | part two

Pairings: Noah Sebastian x reader Warnings: mentions of abuse Notes: no notes, i hope you guys like it

Summary: A fender-bender with a tour bus sparks frustration, but quickly turns it into a sweet connection with smiles and the promise of new beginnings.

PART ONE As the tow truck pulled away with your damaged car in tow, you found yourself standing on the sidewalk. Noah standing nearby.

“Are you okay? We’ll make sure to give you a lift home” he said, as he nudged your arm.

You offered him a weak smile, your body ached with exhaustion though. There was a pang of sadness creeping in as you thought about heading back home, because you would have to face your jackass of a boyfriend.

In Noah's presence, your boyfriend's antics became even more clear. Noah had been nothing but kind to you, a big difference to the negativity you faced elsewhere. To be completely fair, he wrecked your car and ruined your day, so obviously they had no choice other than to act the way they did, but Noah's genuine care stood out.

As you arrived home later that evening, you said goodbye to everyone and made sure to let them know you were really excited about tomorrow. You were dreading to enter the house and sure enough, he was waiting for you, his expression dark. Without a word, he grabbed you by the arm, his grip tight.

"Where the hell have you been?" he demanded, his voice low. "I've been trying to reach you all day."

You felt anger rising within you, only fueled by your already irritation with hem from earlier today. ”I was in an accident," you snapped, trying to pull away from him but his grip is firm. "Thanks for asking I’m okay.”

His eyes narrowed at your tone, his anger boiling like a pot ready to spill. 

"An accident?" he scoffed. "Is that the best excuse you could come up with?"

You felt your blood run cold at his words, but this time, you refused to let him intimidate you.

"I'm not making excuses," you shot back. "I'm telling you the truth. But I guess that's too much to ask from you, isn't it?"

Before he could say anything, you shoved him away and stormed past him, slamming the bedroom door behind you. You soon realized that was a mistake as he forcefully pushed open the door, pinning you against the wall.

"You need to learn to behave properly. This attitude of yours won't get you anywhere." He fumed.

You shot back, "I'm not a dog that needs to be trained. Back.the.fuck.off.” Emphasizing each word, making sure to speak clearly, but you soon realized it was yet another mistake on your part.

His temper flared, and in a moment of rage, you felt his hand on your cheek. The force of it resonated with a sickening thud. Pain erupted as your lip split, a bitter taste of blood in your mouth. The room was suddenly quiet, leaving you stunned against the wall.

As the tension hung heavy in the air, he seemed to realize his mistake, murmuring a hesitant apology but weak, "I didn't mean to..." 

But your patience was worn thin, and you snapped back, "Just leave me alone!" 

You turned away, feeling the sting of tears threatening to spill. Each step carried you further from the chaos, running towards the familiar comfort of your best friend, Olympe. Fortunately, she was just a block away, a safe harbor away from the turmoil of the situation at home.

—

Your boyfriend's constant calls reached a boiling point, even bothering Olympe, who made sure the throw every vicious words she know towards him and made sure to end it with a threat that he should start counting his days.

You managed to calm her down, as you were tending to your sore lip and bruises on your arm.

Olympe clenched her fists, "If he touches you again, he'll pay for it."

"I know, but violence won't solve anything," you replied, trying to soothe her anger.

"He needs to learn his lesson," she insisted.

"I'll handle it" you assured her, as you knew her threats weren’t empty ones. 

The memory of his rage lingered like a dark cloud overhead, casting a shadow of fear over your thoughts. However, you, yourself, were a force to be reckoned with and you were never the person to let a situation like this hold you back. 

In an attempt to lighten the heavy mood, you shifted the conversation, "By the way, I ran into some cute, tatted guys earlier today." You carefully chose not to mention the car accident, not wanting to add to Olympe's worries. "They invited me to their concert tomorrow. What do you think? Want to come along?"

Olympe's curiosity piqued as she leaned forward, her eyes gleaming with interest. "Who are they? Do you know them?"

You shook your head, a sheepish grin spreading across your face. "Not really, but they seemed nice. And a concert sounds like just the thing we need right now.”

A mischievous twinkle lit up Olympe's eyes, "Oh, you know I do love me some cute, tattooed guys! Count me in for sure!” Her enthusiasm was contagious, and you felt excited, some much-needed fun.

—

The next day, you and Olympe were buzzing with excitement as you were getting ready for the concert. Remembering a quick chat with Noah the day before, you did know the band’s name, but that is all. Not knowing anything, you both decided to stick to your signature style: a cute floral sundress, a touch of makeup, and those trusty combats.

Arriving at the venue, it was immediately pretty clear Olympe and you were not dressed for the occasion. However, rather than feeling awkward, you girls found it amusing, exchanging  giggles as you weaved through the sea of black clothed concert-goers.

"Thank god I'm wearing my combat boots, so I don't stick out like a sore thumb." she sarcastically remarked, and you couldn't help but chuckle.

Making your way to the guest box, a rush of excitement swept over you. You were guided into the VIP area by security after telling them your name. You were greeted warmly and invited to join in the after-party as well. It was an unexpected, you didn’t think you were getting the all-inclusive package tonight.

As you and Olympe enjoyed the free drinks in the VIP area, you already started feeling a bit tipsy. However, the excitement in the air mixed with the alcohol made everything feel even more thrilling. The music started playing, and you could feel the anticipation building up. Then, the guys came on stage, and Noah's presence caught your attention in a way you didn't expect.

His voice was like magic, so beautiful and captivating. Though the music wasn't entirely your usual taste, you found yourself enjoying it, particularly when Noah took center stage. Your heart fluttered as his vocals soared, sending shivers down your spine with every note.

Suddenly, Noah's voice took on a deeper, more primal as he growled into the microphone, catching you off guard, making you feel all sorts of things you didn't expect. Even your uterus seemed to do somersaults. With a nervous laugh, you tried to shake off those inappropriate feelings.

Olympe, noticing your sudden change though, nudged you gently. "Hey, what's going on? You seem a bit off," she said, giving you a funny look.

"Oh, it's nothing, just got caught up in the music," you replied, hoping to steer her attention away from your inner turmoil.

"Are you sure? You seem a little... distracted … and I think it’s thanks to that very tall, very handsome singer” she teased, winking at you.

Taking a deep breath, you composed yourself, determined not to let your emotions get the best of you. 

“Whaaat? No, I’m fine, really. Shut up and enjoy the show," as you pushed her to the side jokingly.

Olympe grinned, her eyes twinkling. "Uh-huh, sure thing, Miss 'I'm not distracted by the dreamy singer,'" she teased, pushing you back with a playful elbow. "But I'll let it slide this time. Just don't swoon too hard, okay? You’ve barely managed to survive the first part of the concert by the looks of it.”

You rolled your eyes at her comment, but couldn't help but let out a chuckle. "Yeah, yeah, I'll try to keep my cool," you replied with a grin

—

"Let's get another round of drinks," you yelled in Olympe’s ear, the after party being way rowdier than you expected.

"Sounds like a plan, but first toilet break!” she replied, already scanning the room for the nearest bar.

Lost in the moment, while you were waiting for Olympe, you barely noticed Noah approaching you until he was standing right beside you, a sheepish smile playing on his lips.

"Hey there," he greeted. "Having a good time?"

You nodded enthusiastically, the alcohol coursing through your veins. "Absolutely," you replied, flashing him a bright smile. "Thanks again for the invite. The show was incredible, you were incredible.”

Noah's smile widened at your words, a hint of relief in his eyes. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, wasn’t really sure if you’d like the music," he said, you noticed his face shifting as he took notice of your busted lip and bruised arm.

You noticed his glance and quickly brushed it off with a casual shrug. "Yeah, it's not really my usual type of music, but I really enjoyed it," you admitted, trying to downplay your injuries.

“I hope everything's okay. You weren't hurt in the accident, were you?" Oh fuck.

“Oh this? I’m fine, really, just a few bumps and bruises from earlier today.” As you waved away his comment.

Noah studied you for a moment, not really believing anything coming out of your mouth, but he didn't press further. Instead, he simply nodded, accepting your explanation. 

"Well, I'm glad it isn't anything serious," he said sincerely. "But if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to let me know, okay?"

"Thanks, Noah. I appreciate that," you replied.

With a nod and a smile, Noah turned towards the bar, gesturing for you to follow. "Let's get some drinks." he said, his easygoing demeanor putting you at ease as you followed him into the bustling crowd.

"Listen, I wanted to apologize again for yesterday. I feel terrible about what happened." he said, as he gave you your vodka-water-lime combo.

You waved off his apology. “Stop apologizing, it’s really okay. Let’s just have a good time tonight, okay?"

"Deal," he agreed, raising his glass of water. "To new beginnings."

—

Later that night, you found yourself having a series of conversations with the band members and Matt, since they were the only ones you knew. But it felt like you were old friends, even though you wanted to kill them just the day before.

From lighthearted banter to deep discussions, you found yourself opening up to these strangers in ways you never thought possible. Meanwhile, Noah hovered nearby, his gaze never straying far from your side.

At one point, you found yourself engaged in a heated debate with Matt about 80s rock music versus modern pop. Despite your vastly different tastes, you couldn't help but chuckle at Matt's passionate arguments.

Amidst the laughter and the music, Olympe's expression suddenly darkened as Matt mentioned the car accident from the day before.

"What car accident?" Olympe asked, as she turned to you for an explanation.

You took a deep breath, trying to choose your words carefully. "It's nothing serious, just a little fender bender yesterday,” you reassured her, hoping to downplay the situation. "Everyone's fine, no injuries or anything like that."

Olympe's brows furrowed in confusion. "But why didn't you tell me? Are you okay?" she pressed.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," you replied. "Honestly, it was just something silly. But hey, look on the bright side – it's actually the reason we got invited tonight."

Olympe's eyes widened in surprise. "Wait, seriously?" she exclaimed, as she processed the information.

You nodded, gesturing towards the band members who were chatting nearby. "Yeah, they felt bad about the whole thing and wanted to make it up," you explained, "Isn't that right, Matt?" who just nodded to your question.

"Yeah, you're right, but next time, call me” she said, still a bit upset.

“I was in good company.” I answered with a wink.

—

The drinks continued to flow, and you could feel the effects of the alcohol creeping in. Leaning against the bar for some support, you found yourself giggling at Olympe's wild dance moves.

Noah observed with amusement, his eyes fixated on you. "Is she always like this?" 

You chuckled in response, nodding in agreement.  "Yep, that's Olympe for you," you confirmed, a fond smile gracing your lips. "She's the life of the party."

"I can see that," he chuckled, his attention returning to Olympe's movements. "She definitely knows how to keep things interesting."

You turned to him, and just stared at him. You found yourself drawn to Noah's easy charm and genuine warmth, finding peace in his presence. There was something about him that felt familiar, comforting even, as if you had known him for far longer than just a few hours actually.

Lost in your thoughts, you barely registered when Noah leaned in closer, his voice barely audible. "Hey, do you want to get some fresh air?" he suggested, nodding towards the balcony.

You hesitated for a moment, as you didn’t want to leave Olympe alone. But when you glanced back at Olympe, her laughter clearly audible while she was in some sort of dance battle with Folio. She was in good company, she wouldn’t miss you.

Agreeing with a nod, you walked alongside Noah onto the balcony. Resting against the railing, the cool night air washing over you, you admired the beautiful sight in front of you. The city lights sparkled in the distance, resembling a bunch of twinkling stars. It was making you forget about everything else for a moment.

For a moment, the two of you stood in silence, lost in your own thoughts as the world continued to spin around you. 

As you glanced at Noah out of the corner of your eye, you noticed him watching you, his gaze soft. It was as if he was trying to decipher the thoughts racing through your mind.

It was as if an invisible thread connected you, growing stronger with each passing moment.

"I have to admit," Noah said, breaking the calm silence, "I feel really comfortable with you, even though we've just met."

A soft smile formed on your lips as you turned to him. "I feel the same," you whispered back. “It kinda feels like we've known each other forever."

There was a quiet closeness between you, something unspoken but understood, drawing you closer to each other. Your eyes met, holding a silent conversation of their own as the world seemed to fade away around you. In that moment, everything felt right.

Noah's hand moved gently, tucking away a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. His fingers lingered for a moment, brushing against your skin.

You found yourself leaning in, an irresistible pull towards him. The space between you seemed to vanish as your lips hovered just inches apart, anticipation hanging thick in the air. Bust as you felt the warmth of Noah's breath against your skin, the door swung open.

“SHOTS!” Olympe yelled

You and Noah quickly moved away from each other, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks. As you both tried to regain your composure, you found yourself smoothing down your dress nervously.

Olympe's eyes darted between you, a playful grin dancing on her lips. "Did I interrupt something?" she teased

You shook your head, trying to play it off. "Just enjoying the view” you replied casually, hoping to change the subject, away from the almost-kiss that had been interrupted.

But Olympe wasn't having any of it. With a laugh, she grabbed your arm and pulled you back inside.

You shot Noah a quick apologetic glance, silently urging him to join you as you disappeared into the crowd.

You offered Noah a shot, but he declined politely, opting for a water instead. You shrugged and the nerves had driven you to down both shots quickly. The warmth of the alcohol spread through you, temporarily easing the tension that had been building all evening.

As you leaned against the bar, Noah looked concerned. "I think that's enough for the evening," he said gently. He stood next to you, and when Noah ordered a water for you, his hand lingered on your back, just above your ass. The touch sent a shiver down your spine, making you feel like a silly high school girl.

—

It was time to say goodbye. You stole a glance at Noah, while saying goodbye to everyone and thanking them for the amazing night. His expression was unreadable, but there was a hint of something in his eyes that made your heart flutter. 

You leaned in closer to him, placing your lips slightly more to the corner of this mouth instead of his cheek, "I hope we meet again someday."

Noah turned to look at you, his gaze intense. "Me too," he said softly, adding, "And stay safe.” His concern was evident, you knew he was referring to your bruises. You chuckled lightly, dismissing his worry, giving his hand a final squeeze before heading outside. The note you had slipped into his hand felt like a bold move, but one you couldn't resist. 

When the taxi pulled up, Olympe and you climbed in, ready to head home. As the taxi drove away from the venue, you couldn't shake the memory of that almost-kiss with Noah.

#noah sebastian #nick folio #nicholas ruffilo #jolly karlsson #bad omens #angst #light angst #fluff #bad omens fan fic #bad omens fic #fan fic #fan fiction #fanfic #fandom

[ajkamins]

Yea right.| eddie munson x fem!cheerleader.

summary: eddie never believed someone like you could even find it in your heart to love someone like him, so he puts you down. but he doesn’t know what he says is just confirming what you say to yourself everyday.

warnings: extremely angsty, sh

reader has depression and anxiety and harms herself.

today is the day, i have to do it. i can’t keep hiding my feelings i HAVE to do it.

i did the same old same old like every thursday morning, put on my outfit and went downstairs to enjoy my breakfast. but what happens everyday happens this morning i can’t ever avoid him. my dad.

i walk downstairs excitedly for the first time in days, just for the smile to falter when i see him, stupid piece of shit father of mine, “hello father” i say in the most monotone voice i can.

“oh look at you, still haven’t lost any weight i see.” he says to me “fat ass” he mumbles knowing i can hear him. i ignore him because i will not let him ruin this day for me. i walk past him and grab a couple strawberries from the fridge i try to move around him but brisk his shoulder on accident “watch yourself fat ass, your so fucking fat i can’t even stand here without your huge ass shoulder bumping into me” he tells me

whatever i roll my eyes and just in time i hear a horn from outside thank fuck i tell myself. i walk out the door to steve’s car “hey rob, hey stevie” i say to them like every morning

“hey y/n what’s got you all smiley this morning, your dads truck is still there so it must not be him” steve says to me, how does that boy know everything

“ oh nothing just excited for today you know” i say back but they obviously know something’s up but don’t question it.

we arrive at school me and robin hop out of the car and steve says goodbye we wave back and head our separate directions, i walk over to chrissy and hug her “ oh my gosh y/n you scared the crap out of me” chrissy says giggling. we walk in together and like always everyone is staring, jason comes up and kisses chris on the cheek we part our ways and i head to first period mrs o’donels, english i hate english but i only stay there for one reason eddie munson

the most beautiful boy i have ever seen, i know he probably doesn’t know me but i hope he will today .

skip to lunch bc i’m lazy asf

i walk in the lunchroom and there he is in all his glory eddie laughing it up with the hellfire club, i can’t help but smile a bit myself when i see that big grin on his face. i just keep telling myself i i have to do it and get it over with.

i walk up to him. all of the boys stop talking and look at me. and then i meet his eyes eddie’s eyes

“hi” i say nervously, he looks up at me with i’m assuming is a confused face

“what do you want” he says with a painful tone

“uh- umm- i- i was wondering i-if, maybe yo-y-you wanted to uh-uh”

“spit it out i don’t have all day” he says

“i was just wondering if you maybe- wanted to um hang- hang out sometime— you know- just-uh just you and me- like-like on a date?” i finally get it out and can’t help but look away

he just stares at me a starts to laugh, i can’t help but frown a bit in embarrassment “yea fucking right princess go tell your jackass jocks i’m not falling for their stupid tricks- and you, you i can’t believe you out of all people would have the heart to come over here and embarrass me infront of all my friends like this i thought you were a sweet girl y/n, but i was wrong wasn’t i, it’s obvious now your just a bitch who loves to make others feel bad do you enjoy this huh?” he says standing up now towering over me, i start to back away scared and cowering down with tears in my eyes “ your worthless y/n, your fucking worthless and you thought i would fall for this stupid trick get the fuck out of my face” he says sternly and i now feel the ache in my heart it hurts but i can’t deny it anymore. i walk away shaking and out of the cafeteria and eventually out of the school doors to the woods far away so i can be alone

all those things he said, they were all the same things i said to myself everyday “your worthless” “your a stupid bitch” “he was never gonna like you” “your so fucking stupid!” i yell the last words to myself punching myself in the face and head “your stupid!” another harsh blow to my face “Fucking worthless bitch!” pounding myself in the face with my own fists “so fucking stupid!” “so stupid, so stupid, so fucking stupid” i keep saying until i have no more strength to keep swinging i let my head fall back against the tree gritting my teeth with angry tears running down my now bloody and swollen face fists clenching.

but not knowing what’s happening in the cafeteria right now.

back in the cafeteria

no one’s pov

chrissy and robin just saw that whole thing go down, chris felt terrible because she was the one who told y/n to tell eddie her feelings, her and robin walk up to the now proud of himself eddie

“What the fuck is your problem Munson?!” says chrissy angrily robin walks up shortly behind her putting a hand on chris’s shoulder with the same anger in her eyes

“The fuck are you talking about chrissy, what are you apart of that?” he says with a questioning quirk of his eyebrow

chrissy can’t help herself anymore and slaps eddie right across the cheek. the whole lunchroom goes silent with gasps.

eddie is now holding his cheek looking up at chrissy “the fuck was that for” he says with anger raising up, jason’s already on his way over to the lunch table with his team mates

“ your the fucking idiot munson your god damn oblivious, i can’t believe you just said all that shit to y/n infront of everyone, your the dumb ass, she actually likes you eddie she has forever and is never able to stop gushing about you when she’s around, like ever, i actually told her to tell you about her feelings thinking you would be different eddie, your an asshole eddie munson” chrissy says with heated anger, jason walks up to her and holds her away

“yea man god damn i don’t even like you but the way that girl talked about you was crazy never stopped talking ever that was really fucked up munson” jason surprisingly says, eddie is now in shock he really thought this was all jason’s idea her asking him out eddie the freak munson was being asked out by y/n y/l/n, he thought it was definitely a huge fucked up joke because they knew how much he liked her, he couldn’t believe it the girl he actually liked asked him out and instead of him actually accepting he rejected thinking it was all to good to be true.

“fuck”

y/n’s pov

i just started walking home but can’t help but notice the hideout on my way, i remember all the nights i went there to watch him and his band play staying hidden where he couldn’t see me, i also remembered the change of clothes in my bag so i walk towards the bar and go to the restroom to get changed, i come out and sit at the bar and order a beer they didn’t ask for ID which i’m assuming is because my face is severely fucked up, i couldn’t help myself but get lost in the alcohol beer after beer,

some guy bumps into me and i can’t help but get angry “hey fuck face watch yourself” i say turning back around to the counter to continue sipping on my 6th beer.

“woah pretty princess no need to get so angry what happened to that pretty little face of yours” he says back with a smug grin on his face

“keep standing over here and i can make you look as pretty as me” i say still facing the counter finishing off the beer and asking for something stronger two glasses of their top shelf whisky. i down them both and the guy just stares at me and walks away, i order even more but just before i can lift up my glass a hand stops it,

“no more y/l/n your done, and for you i should have you arrested for serving underaged adults” i look up and see hopper my uncle, he lifts me up but even with all my protesting he gets me out of the bar, some how it’s dark out now. “let’s go surprisingly enough to me your father is actually worried about you, so i need to get you home, not only did you go missing from school today you also are all beat up and drunk out of your head, so your going to tell me what happened or i’m going to lock you up in a cell for the night- and don’t say i won’t because you know i will.” he’s right i know he will he’s done it before.

“it’s nothing hop” i say as he places me in the passenger seat but he knows there’s obviously something wrong, he decides not to push it just yet and luckily enough he doesn’t take me home to my dad, he takes me to his and joyce’s place.

we get there and i see steve’s are parked out side, hop takes me out of the car and opens the front door all i hear is a bunch of people gasp and bombard hopper with questions “i don’t know but she will be fine leave her i’m putting her to bed” with that voice i’m assuming he doesn’t want to talk about it either, he walks me to the guest bedroom and tucks me in “ i know that didn’t happen from someone else-“ he says gesturing to my face “- your too tough to let that happen, i know you did it to your self, i’m not happy about it but i want you to get some sleep and rest it out till the morning, then we can talk, and you know joyce is probably going to be in here any second now with a bag of frozen peas, but what i’m trying to say is just don’t worry yourself about your dad and all that other stuff, i’m here now and i’ll keep you safe till you feel better ok, i don’t want you worrying about your dad i’ve got that all taken care of, goodnight kid, i love ya” he says and kisses my head and leaves just like he said joyce comes running in seconds later with a bag of frozen peas wrapped in a rag littering me with all the ‘i love you’s and other stuff but eventually i drift off

i wake up with a killer headache and and warm hand on mine and hearing sniffing, i try not to make any sudden movements to try and figure out who if is without them knowing i’m awake

“i’m so sorry y/n/n, i shouldn’t have said all that shit, i’m sorry, i’m so so sorry” i know who it is but i’m afraid to look him in the eyes just yet, he keeps muttering apologies. but i give his hand a gentle squeeze, he gasps a bit and take my hand in both of his now, i slowly look up at him, i see his teary red eyes and a face full of regret, “y/n?” he says with a wobbly voice i give him my full attention now,

“it’s ok eddie, i forgive you” i say grasping his hand a little tighter now.

“no, no, no don’t say it’s ok y/n it’s not ok what i said, it’s not ok at all and this is not an excuse i just- i’ve been fucked with so much i don’t even know who to trust anymore, god i’m so stupid”

“no-no,no your not stupid ed your kind, brilliant and smart, you were just afraid to be hurt again, i understand, i really do” i say with a genuine light smile

“i just- i don’t even know what to say anymore” he says looking down

“ you could tell me if you want to go on that date with me?” i say with a grin and a little chuckle when he looks at me with a sad grin

he chuckles a bit “of course i would love to go on that date with you y/n, i’ll do whatever you want” he says looking deep into my eyes

“don’t say that or you’ll be in it for life munson” i say laughing

“maybe i want to be in it for life y/l/n” he says.

#eddie munson angst #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x cheerleader!reader

[artzychic27]

Suicide Squad quotes based on the Blood Beetle and Ikati Bleak au

Marc: Huh? What was that? I should kill everyone and escape?… Sorry. The voices. *chuckles* I'm kidding! Jeez! That's not what they really said.

—

Mme. Bustier: Before he ran off and joined the circus, he was Le Chein Kim. A promising athlete at Francoise DuPont. He was tutored by the demon cat himself.

Max: Kim, you know, I live for these moments with you. What do you got for me?

Kim: I raised my algebra grade up to a B. All thanks to you.

Max: *Smirks* How nice.

Mme. Bustier: He thought he was getting help, but he was falling in love.

Max: You know… There’s something I’d like for you to do for me, Kim.

Kim: Anything. I mean, yeah.

Max: I need a machine gun

Kim: … A machine gun?

Mme. Bustier: Talk about a teenage romance gone wrong.

—

Marinette: *To Rose* Love your perfume. What is that? The stench of death?

—

*Lacey smashes a window open with their bat*

Mme. Mendeleiev: Seriously? The hell's wrong with you people?!

Lacey: *takes a purse* We're bad guys. It's what we do.

—

Blood Beetle: You disobey us, you die.

*Ivan snarls*

Blood Beetle: You try to run, you die. You otherwise irritate or vex me... and guess what? You die.

Sabrina: I'm known to be quite vexing. I'm just forewarning you.

Blood Beetle: Lady, shut up!

—

Mme. Bustier: And that was just the beginning.

*Emperor and Prince Pain drive crazily through Paris when police start to follow*

Prince Pain: Come on, baby. Do it! *Emperor presses down further on the gas pedal*

Emperor: *Notices the police in the side mirrors* Oh. We have got company.

Mme. Bustier: He’s crazier than him. And more fearless.

*An officer shoots at the car*

Prince Pain: Stupid cops, you're ruining date night! *He throws his fan at the wheels, making them pop and causing the car to swerve off of the road*

—

Ivan: You might wanna work on your team motivation thing. You heard of Phil Jackson?

M. Monlataing: Yeah.

Ivan: He's like the gold standard, okay? Triangle, bitch. Study.

—

M. Monlataing: Stay back. If he moves, fire him up, all right? *Opens the door to Marc’s personal cell/dorm, where he’s hanging upside down from the bars* You gonna come down from there, or what?

*Marc giggles and swings down to the floor*

M. Monlataing: You know the rules, Marc. You gotta keep off of these bars.

Marc: What, these bars?

M. Monlataing: Yes, those bars.

*Marc chews on one of the bars*

M. Monlataing: Oh, my God. You are really in bad shape upstairs, kid.

Marc: Gonna come in here and tell me that? Or are you too scared, teacher? Come on, I'm bored. Gonna send me someone to play with.

M. Monlataing: You put five teachers and guards in the hospital, kid. You’re not playing with anyone. You sleep on the floor, in your bed.

Marc: … Nah.

—

Simon: Hey, everyone can see all this trippy magic stuff, right?

Reshma: Yeah. Why?

Jean: I'm off my meds

—

Juleka: People like us, we don't get normal!

Nino: Why is it always a knife fight every single time you open your mouth? You know, outside you're amazing. But inside, you're ugly.

Juleka: We all are. We all are! Except for him. *looks at Ivan* He's ugly on the outside, too.

Ivan: Not me. I'm beautiful.

Myléne: Yeah, you are.

—

Aurore: You hate mankind much? Let me guess. Mommy didn't take you to Chuck E. Cheese on your sixth birthday. I can recommend a good therapist.

Ismael: Why?

Aurore: Because I'm bored! I need a victim, a mind to pry apart and spit in.

Ismael: *Pats Jean on the shoulder* Just leave it, mate. She's a rabbit hole. Don't fall in.

—

Ivan: All right. Now you know what you're buying. Let me tell you the price. First, I want out of here. Second, I want full custody of my sister. All right? And mom and dad can have, like, supervised visits. But mom’s jackass brother can't come. Pavlo can't come.

Mme. Bustier: Pavlo’s out.

Ivan: He's out. Third, you’re gonna pay for my sister’s whole education. Best schools. And then I want her to go to college. Like Harvard. Or Yale.

Mme. Bustier: So Ivy League.

Ivan: Ivy League, yeah. One them big joints, you know?

Mme. Bustier: Mmm-hmm.

Ivan: And, uh, if she can't cut it and her grades start slipping, I need you to white-people that thing.

Mme. Bustier: Mmm-hmm.

Ivan: You know how we do.

Mme. Bustier: Oh, yeah.

—

Marinette: Anybody who touches me is dead. Anybody who to... *Gets injected* AAAAHH! Lady! Hey! Nurse, or whatever you are!

Technician: Injection successful.

Marimettte: Hey. Miss? What was that?

Technician 2: Location verified. Next!

Marinette: Oh, you fucker!

—

Mme. Mendeleiev: Any other requests?

Cosette: Oh! An espresso machine.

Jean: B-E-T!

—

Simon: *To the teachers* One day, somehow, some way, I'm gonna get out of here. And I'm gonna rain down on all of you like the Holy Ghost.

—

Emperor: Would you die for me?

Marc: Yes.

Emperor: That's too easy. Would you live for me?

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #mlb au #suicide squad #shadybug and claw noir #scarlet beetle & ikati black #incorrect quotes #mlb incorrect quotes

[awkotaco24]

Billy Hargrove x reader

Summary- Dinner at the Hargrove/Mayfield house takes a sour turn when Neil comes home unexpectedly, putting everyone on edge, especially Billy, but his girlfriend Y/N, has other plans for the abusive father

TRIGGER WARNING-TALK OF ABUSE, SCENE WITH ABUSE, KNIFE USED, HAPPY ENDING

2.2k words

Thank you to @katberk for the idea for this imagine! I hope that I did it justice!!!

Requests are open!!

Dinner with the Hargrove/Mayfields was going well. As well as a first-time dinner with the boyfriend's family can go. Billy's father wasn't there, much to the relief of said boy, and yourself. You knew all about the abuse that went on in the Hargrove-Mayfield house. I mean, how could you not when Billy would come to your house at least once a week, most times more than that for you to patch up his wounds and hold him until dawn broke through the trees surrounding your house? It didn't take very long for him to come around to you at the start of the relationship. You didn't push or pressure him into telling you what happened, he eventually told you himself, which you couldn't be more proud of him for. Ever since, you patch him up and comfort him until he would have to go home to pick up Max for school, the vicious cycle starting over again.

Dinner was peaceful. Susan asked you questions about yourself, your childhood, and what you planned to do after school. You answered the questions with a smile until Billy put a stop to the questions. "Susan, I think she's had enough of the questions for tonight." Billy chuckled, making you smile at him, reassuring him you were happy to answer any questions they had.

Dinner continued on, and everyone got along nicely until Neil walked through the front door. He walked into the dining room and saw his family sat, with a girl he didn't recognize, having dinner. "What the hell is this? I thought you worked late tonight Susan, and Max, I thought you were going out with that friend of yours, what's her name? El, is it?" Neil asked, setting his briefcase down next to his seat at the table.

"Um, dad, this is my girlfriend, Y/N. Y/N, this is my father, Neil." Billy introduced, anxiety pouring out of him like a waterfall. You could tell he was terrified to introduce you to his dad, seeing as you know what his dad does behind closed doors.

"It's lovely to meet you, Mr. Hargrove. Billy is so wonderful, I couldn't ask for a better man in my life." You said, getting up from your seat, standing to your true height (which was quite tall for a female), and going to shake his hand. Neil merely looked down at your hand before turning to Billy, a nasty look on his face.

"No, Billy is no man. He's not even man enough to have his girlfriend over for dinner while I'm home. That doesn't make him a man at all, sweetcheeks." Neil said, sneering at his son. Billy was backing up, trying to get further away from his father before he lashed out at him. That was the last thing Billy, or even Max and Susan wanted right now. They all wanted to have a calm and peaceful dinner without Neil ruining it by being the jackass he was. 

"Neil, sweetheart, it wasn't Billy's idea to not have you here for dinner. It was my idea. I just wanted to meet her before you to see what I thought of her before you met her and got to know her. I just wanted to make sure she was good to your, our, Billy." Susan said, trying to defuse the situation quickly. It didn't work, however, only making Neil angrier than he already was when he walked into the house.

"Don't take the blame for what this little shit did, Susan. He needs to learn his lesson and learn to respect me, in my own house!" Neil yelled, making both Max and Billy flinch. 

The short and stocky man brought his hand up, rearing it back to slap Billy across the face. But just when he was about to make contact with his skin, his hand stopped quickly, causing Billy to open his eyes when the blow never came.

When he opened his eyes, he was met with a sight he never thought he would see. You held a knife in your right hand, the sharp blade of the knife pressing firmly to his father's throat, a bright glint reflecting off the silver of the knife from the dining room light, into his face. Your left arm held his chin up, keeping it facing upwards slightly so you had access to the tender skin on his throat easily. "If you lay a finger on him, I'll slit your throat right in front of your family, you got that?" You sneered, peering over Neil's shoulder to look at his face. He started to nod his head, but you only pressed the knife further into the taut skin of his neck, speaking again. "Use your words. I want to hear, and know what you understand me." You spoke in an unusually calm voice.

"Yes, I understand." Neil said in a strained and scared voice.

"Good, but if he ever, and I mean ever, comes to my house again with so much as a tiny little scrape, I won't hesitate to paint the walls with your blood. Do I make myself clear, Mr. Hargrove?" You asked in a whisper, your voice low and threatening, only speaking to him this time. Neil echoed a quiet yes, grabbing his throat and rubbing the skin when you let him go, pushing him away from your figure. You gently set the knife down on the table, grabbing the water glass from in front of your plate. You brought the glass to your lips, took a swig of it, and put it on the table as you looked between Max and Billy. "Well, I think the three of us should be going. Don't expect them back for a few days." You said with a serious look on your face. Billy walked over to you, his fingers lightly grazing yours as you whispered to him to pack himself a bag for the week ahead of you and then help Max pack herself a bag as well. The still slightly frightened young man nodded his head, pressing a light kiss to your lips, a small smile gracing his lips as he directed Max up the stairs and to her bedroom.

Not even ten minutes later, the stepsiblings came back down the stairs, bags and anything else they needed in hand, walking out to Billy's Camero to put their stuff in and get in, waiting for you.

"Well, Mrs. Hargrove, dinner was wonderful, I apologize for having to cut it short, maybe next time we can finish dinner and have a calming evening afterward. Mr. Hargrove, don't you dear forget what I said or lay a hand on your wife or Maxine, or you'll regret you ever met me," You said, a menacing look in your e/c eyes. "Have a wonderful evening and good week, I'll return those two at some point! Goodnight!" You said, a sickeningly sweet smile returning to your face as you walked out of the house, out to the awaiting Camero.

You got into the car, closing the door behind you and smiling over at Billy who was sitting in the passenger seat. You're the only person he lets drive his precious car, other than himself. "Well, Max, you can either stay at my place with me or if you want, we can drop you off at one of your friends' houses for the week. Where do you want to go, sweetheart?" You asked, turning in the driver's seat to Billy's little sister. She thought for a moment before deciding she wanted to stay close to Billy. 

The car ride to your house was silent other than the radio playing Billy's rock music in the background until Billy spoke up. "Where'd you learn to do that with a knife, babe?" He asked, turning to look over at you as you drive.

"Well, when you live the life I do, fighting to keep it at least once a year from demogorgons and other creatures from the Upside Down, you learn to use weapons, and become great at using them too." You say, your voice becoming quiet.

~*~

Pulling into your empty driveway, you help Max into the house with her things, setting them down in the living room. "We're just in luck, my parents are gone for the month so we have full reign of the house. You have three guest rooms and my room to pick from. If you want to sleep in my room, Billy and I will take the guest room across the hall from my room. Just, don't go into my parent's room, but everything else is fair game, including the game room downstairs." You say to the short redhead in front of you.

"I think I'll take your room, if that's okay with both of you?" She asks, her voice timid as she asked. You nod, helping her bring her stuff up to your room. You grab a change of clothes and your glasses to put on after taking your contacts out.

You walk into the guest room across from your room, seeing Billy stripping off his shirt, already in his pajama bottoms. You push your glasses up further on your nose, getting into bed next to Billy. 

You sit in silence for a while, deciding to just go to bed after your eventful day. You set your large-frame glasses on the nightstand and burrow down into the mattress, cuddling closer to Billy. His hand runs up and down your almost bare back, the only thing covering it is a sports bra. You shiver slightly as his hand continues to move, letting out a content sigh after a few minutes.

"Thank you for doing that at dinner. I didn't know what to do when he started going after me. One thing about Neil is, that you can't talk back to him or say anything snarky to him or you'll get it worse. I think you really put him in his place." Billy said, not saying anything else for a few minutes. "And thanks for getting us out of there. Especially Max. I may not be the best brother to her, but I really care for the little punk. I worry that someday Neil will lay his hands on her mom, or even worse, her. I don't know what I would do if that happened. I'd probably go crazy on him." Billy said, laughing dryly at the end. 

You sat up in the bed, resting one hand on Billy's naked chest, the other supporting your weight on the bed. "Well, now you don't have to worry about that anymore. Maybe I should talk Susan into moving into here to get away from Neil. She doesn't seem like she loves him, at least from what I saw she doesn't. I don't know though, I'm not there all the time." You said, looking down as your finger traced small patterns on his chest.

"I saved up all the money from my job at the pool to get Max and myself out of that house. I don't have quite enough to rent an apartment, but I'm almost there. Just a few weeks worth of paychecks this summer and I'll have enough for a year, but by then I should have another job and a steady income to provide for the two of us. We just have to put up with him for another month or two and we'll be out of there." Billy said, staring up at the ceiling. You stayed quiet for a few minutes, thinking of what to say.

"Move in here."

"What?" Billy asked, giving you a confused look.

"You heard me. Move in here with me. My parents love you and they adore Max. We can tell them about what happened tonight and I know they'll say yes. They already know of the abuse that's been going on. They know you sneak over here late at night and stay the night. They asked about it one time and I just couldn't lie to them. I told them the truth, and they said that if you ever needed a place to stay, they would welcome you and Max with open arms. They'll agree." You explained, waiting for Billy to say anything. 

"I don't know Y/N/N, that's a lot of stress to put on your parents. I couldn't do that to them, to Max." He said, sighing heavily.

"They love you, Billy. And they're never around anymore, anyway, it would be perfect. You'll get out of that hell hole and I won't be lonely anymore. Say yes, Billy. Please." You said, begging at the end. 

Billy stayed silent for several, agonizing minutes before speaking up. "Okay, I'll talk to Max and see what she says then I'll tell Susan." 

"I already say yes! Anything to keep me here!" You both hear Max shout over the video game sounds from your room, making both you and Billy burst into fits of laughter. 

"I love you, Y/N. So much. Even more now that you're helping me protect Max." Billy says when the laughter dies down, looking into your eyes.

"I love you too, Billy. I would do anything to keep the two of you safe. Always." You say, leaning up to plant a kiss on Billy's plump, awaiting lips.

#billy hargrove x female reader #stranger things #billy hargrove #billy hargove imagine

[hitmewithabusposts]

Omggg hello!!! Currently obsessing with oblivious friends to lovers trope, I've been wondering if you could do one for the guys like johnny, bam, Ryan, steve-o, or you could do all of them hahaha it's your call☺️. Thank you so much, You're literally my most visited acc in here 💖💖💓💓💖😁😁😁

Aw thank you! You are so sweet!🫶

Friends to Lovers with the guys HC’s 🫶

Johnny

You guys would bond over your music taste, and he’d take you to concerts with him.

Always wanting to do stunts together for Jackass

The guys and fans would start shipping you two since it seemed like you guys were always together

Over time, you both realized the feelings were more than platonic and the guys were right.

You noticed Johnny started to get more touchy with you(which was more than fine) but he always seemed to be holding your hand, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, or even giving your head or cheek a kiss when he’d drop you off at your apartment or hotel room for the night.

One night when he dropped you off at your apartment after a concert you two went to, he got out to walk you to your door like the gentleman he was

But this time when he went to kiss your cheek, you decided to be brave and turned your head, connecting your lips.

You felt him pull away for half a second, before grabbing your waist to pull you right back in.

When you guys separated all he said was “good thing you did that, I’ve wanted to for only forever now”

You just laughed and pulled him right in after you into your apartment.

Bam

You grew up with Bam, being friends since high school and always skating in April and Phil’s backyard.

You two even went to prom together which made for some embarassing pictures

You guys were always getting in trouble together, so when he asked you to move out to LA with him for an MTV show you said yes.

It’s 2 years later and you also became part of the show after the guys saw you and Bam always messing around.

One night the guys and you went out to a bar, and after one too many shots, you were spinning around Bam dancing and horribly singing.

“God you’re perfect” he muttered through laughs as he threw back another shot, but his words hit your gut and you stopped.

“I’m perfect?” You asked, standing in front of him still. He blankly stared at you, not believing he said that out loud.

Let’s just say that night you guys talked, and he asked you out to a date, even tho you guys knew everything about each other

When you guys told the rest of the guys that you were finally together, it turns out they had bets on how long it was gonna take.

Ryan

When you first got invited to be part of the Jackass crew, you instantly clicked with Ryan.

He was so sweet to you, but was always making you laugh, and soon you two were pulling pranks on everyone.

Bam would say “just marry her already dunn” and he would just blush like crazy, and even April and Phil would ask you two if you guys were together

You knew you liked him more than friends, but didn’t want to ruin the friendship you had with him. So nothing happened.

Until the night of the bonfire. the guys wanted to have a fire out on the beach in LA after filming all day, so you wore a tank top and shorts, but when the sun went down you were freezing.

You found yourself shuffling closer to the fire, and didn’t have a sweatshirt with you, all the guys having theirs on. Ryan however noticed you sitting there shaking trying to warm up.

“C’mere” he said, motioning for you to come over to where he was sitting in his chair around the fire, opening his arms.

He pulled you down on his lap, wrapping his arms around yours. Your face was bright red, and the guys were all staring, but Ryan didn’t care.

He rested his chin on your shoulder and asked, “warmer?” To which you just nodded, and he kissed your shoulder before leaning back.

That night, you confessed once the other guys were passed out on the sand somewhere or too drunk to listen in on your conversation, and he asked you to be his girlfriend.

Steveo

You and Steveo were by far the wildest of the group, and that’s why you guys were always together, often at a party if not filming an insane stunt.

Over the years, you’d started to picture a life with him, but never thought he’d want to commit to a relationship, so you just stuck to your harmless flirting with each other, and the occasional drunken kiss and hookup, but remained only friends once morning would roll around.

However tonight at this party, the whole Jackass crew was going, and you saw Steveo immediately go to a group of girls in the corner, no doubt trying to flirt his way into one of their beds

Since you were the only girl, the other guys tended to be pretty protective of you, so you sat in between Knox and Pontius on the couch sipping on beer.

You were glaring at Steveo, who had a girl on his lap as they made out.

“Jealous?” Knox asked you, seeing where you were staring. “No.” You replied bluntly, getting up to get some shots from the kitchen.

By now you were drunk, and playing beer pong with Knox against Pontius and Bam. You wanted to make Steveo jealous, who was still sitting with the girl in the corner of the room.

Knox made one in, and turned to you to cheer, and something in you told you to jump up on him and kiss him on the cheek, as camera flashes went off.

“Maybe I should make those in more often” he said with a wink, yet you were looking at Steveo who for the first time all night was glaring at you and Knox.

He got up and came over, grabbing your arm to pull you away from the game.

“Kissing Knox I see?” “Why does it matter you spent the whole night attached to that girl” “because I knew I couldn’t be doing the same to you” he suddenly said.

You both knew you were too drunk to have that conversation, but in the morning you guys talked and ended up going out the next night for drinks, and started an actual relationship

#jackass #johnny knoxville #steve o #bambam #bam margera #ryan dunn #jackass forever #jackass 3d #jackass number two #headcanon #jackass fic

[askaceattorney]

Dear Jeffrey,

Chief Mod Edgeworth: He does look cute and energetic. 

I believe my grandpa had a farm dog named Molly who lived to be about 20ish years old. She was a sweet dog.

(Referenced Letter)

Dear Guquis,

Chief Mod Edgeworth: Actually, that was my mistake. My apologies. I’m still getting used to the fact that we can see emails again. It’s fixed now.

Dear Dawsongfg,

Chief Mod Edgeworth: Heard of them but never watched them.

Dear Vivyn,

Chief Mod Edgeworth: If it’s been about two months, then it’s likely it has. 

You may send it again. Make sure to place in the title that this was the letter that was never answered so I may answer it right away.

Dear Dawsongfg,

Chief Mod Edgeworth: So long as it follows canon. 

I suppose Ryunosuke could technically be Phoenix’s distant uncle but we don’t know if he has had any brothers or sisters. In AAA, we consider Ryunosuke to be Phoenix’s great-great or more Grandfather.

Dear Anonymous,

Chief Mod Edgeworth: I will delete any letters that break the rules, but that is as far as I will go.

Listen, I know you think deleting Dawsongfg’s letters or blocking Dawsongfg is going to solve the situation and you may be right. However, by doing that, I will be also creating a much bigger issue than an anonymous troll being a nuisance. It’s an issue that’s been going on at other platforms, including Tumblr: censorship. I’ve already placed my goalpost where it needs to be and if I move it anywhere else, it will lead to others to be censored, blocked or, worse, canceled for making dumb jokes.

Dawsongfg is someone that sits on the goal post and, so long as they sit there, the others writing letters will know their limits. They are free to make whatever edgy letters they want so long as it follows the rules. However, if I move the goal post where it stands, then another person will be sitting on the goal post, then I will have to move it again and another person will be next. More people following AAA that have never changed from the kind of letters they normal do will get banned, have letters deleted or censored for things that are harmless. Followers will no longer be sure where the goal post is at and will be in fear of including offensive things in their letters. THAT to me is worse than Dawsongfg writing out 20 letters a day. 

So far, Dawsongfg has calmed down from last year, so it’s likely the letters you read were from that time. Since then, they have just been writing some funny, trollish letters. However, I am not moving the goalpost. It’s staying where it is and, unless Dawsongfg breaks the rules again, their letters stay where they are.

Dear Anonymous,

Chief Mod Edgeworth: 

I think about several at this point. Thankfully, not as many as I was expecting.

Mod Justice: For future reference, let it be known that any letters alluding to that... filth... will not be answered by me. As a fan of Ace Attorney since between 2017 and 2018, I am very disappointed with how much I've had to skim through when glancing at the Inbox.

(Damn pervs... always trying to ruin a perfectly fine franchise.)

(Referenced Letter)

Dear Ali S. Fakenamington,

Chief Mod Edgeworth: Yeah, missed that one. I’m still getting used to the whole “we can see emails again” thing. But anyways, it has since been censored. 

For everyone else, even though we are allowing anything rated M to go through with a warning, that doesn’t excuse you to be a jerk or a jackass. It only exists to give more creative liberties while also giving a head’s up to minors watching the blog. 

(Referenced Letter)

Dear Altamont498,

Chief Mod Edgeworth: Thanks for that. I fixed it!

Dear Dawsongfg,

Chief Mod Edgeworth: I think when I found out that my letters weren’t including the HTML, including the paragraph one, and finding every single one of my letters in the inbox looking like a cluster. That seems to have not improved.

If you guys want to know how to fix that, include the HTML such as < i > for italics without the spaces and < p > without the spaces to skip to the next paragraph. Otherwise, just use your laptop or app on the phone.

- The Mods

#Mod Post #jeffrey1667 #transpoettryinghisbest #altamont498 #Chief Mod Edgeworth #Mod Justice #Ace Attorney #Mod Commentary #I know these were from a couple of months ago #It's because I'm now waiting until the mod letters reach the bottom of the inbox before placing them in the drafts to be answered #It's becoming stressful to check the top of the inbox every day

[tempobrucera]

I genuinely can't wrap my head around the fact that there are people out there who still suport R*ger W*ters in the good year of our lord 2022 when there are literal decades worth of evidence of why he is a piece of shit and always will be. Not only is he a raging antisemitic asshole and has been for years, he has also openly supported numerous dictatorships through the years. Like, I know tons of people probably don't know this but he was openly supporting Venezuela's ex-'president' Chavez and Venezuela's current 'president' Maduro, when everyone and their mama knows tons of people have died of famine and sickness in the hands of those two, that they ruined the country's economy, that the portion of the Amazon forest that is in Venezuelan territory is being destroyed because of them, that tons of reporters have been murdered for trying to get the word out there about what's going on, and the few people who have managed to survive everything I mentioned above escaped the country... I know this because I am one of those people who escaped. And who was these dictators' bestie? Who was supporting their campaigns, even financially? Yeah, R*ger W*ters.

It's annoying and heartbreaking that people are so willfully ignorant they will support a bigot simply because he made a couple of cool songs half a century ago. Like sure, Wish You Were Here is a nice song or whatever. However that doesn't excuse the fact that Mr. Roger is a jackass. You can enjoy an artists' music catalogue without kissing the ground they walk on, especially when they're awful human beings.

Hi,

thank you so much for sharing! <3 And I'm sorry that this happened to you and that you had to leave your home. I can't imagine how that feels to have no other choice other than to leave the country you lived in, not because you want to but because you have to.

I also don't get it, at all. Or why we have to defend every idiotic decision everyone makes, it's not healthy. I think no one should work with him (but I'm a fan blog of a specific band that's why my focus was on that one and not on anyone else). On that note: Just because someone jumps from a cliff, doesn't mean you have to jump after. Just because someone else did it as well, doesn't give you a green card to do the same and to be stupid, because I sure as fuck hope that they all own their own brain cells (tho some of their fans apparently don't).

Then, I have to be honest. I also didn't know that he supported Chavez and Maduro (and I live in the UK, he's in the press with another idiotic thing he said, every few weeks). That's why I googled, just in case someone wants to know more: (But honestly, you should listen to the people who are effected by all the bullshit he supports, not by fanboys and fangirls who excuse any behaviour or just don't give a fuck because they have the privilige that they can say and have the freedom to not care enough or make pick and mix out of opinions to only pick the good ones and even be proud of it - honestly you should have a big fat think about that one. Yes, privilege makes ignorant, so some people might want to check themselves).

When your favourite rockstars defend dictatorships

Roger Waters condemns Richard Branson's Venezuela aid concert

Waters Sings Maduro’s Praises While Venezuela Burns

"Waters sided with a man many call a “dictator.” Human Rights Watch explains why:

No independent government institutions remain today in Venezuela to act as a check on executive power. A series of measures by the Maduro and Chávez governments stacked the courts with judges who make no pretense of independence. The government has been repressing dissent through often-violent crackdowns on street protests, jailing opponents, and prosecuting civilians in military courts. It has also stripped power from the opposition-led legislature."

Roger Waters ‘Deeply Moved’ By Gift from Venezuela’s Maduro

#ask #thank you for sharing this here <3

[meegadeeth]

Jackass/CKY head cannons if they all knew each other when they were in middle/high school and were friends lmao.

***

• Whenever they were all in the van and listening to music, whoever was closest to the radio would turn on a song from N'Sync or Backstreet Boys and then all of them would just stare at Bam and wait.

   - "What do you fuck-heads want?" (Bam)

   - "C'mon Bam, we know you have a boy band side! (Johnny)

   - "That's not true!" (Bam)

   - "Ryan said so!" (Johnny)

   - "DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT! I HAVE PROOF!" (Ryan)

And soon enough when everyone acted like they weren't paying attention Bam would mumble every word to the song.

• The guys would make fun of Bam for being emo. Like they were all getting ready for something and Bam would walk out in the EMOIST shit he could and Ryan would just put his face in his hands before laughing while everyone just shook their heads and Bam stood, confused.

• Bam and Ryan would just make eye contact and instantly lose their shit with laughter. Like Jeff could be talking about something and everyone turns around to see the two laughing with tears streaming down their faces but also being across the room from each other.

• Sometimes Johnny would do/say something very southern / country like and the others would just stare at him.

   - "Jesus, it's hot out here." (Ryan)

   - "You're sweatin' like a muddy pig in its pen on a humid day!" (Johnny)

   - *Everyone staring*

   - "What?" (Chris)

   - "Ryan's sweating real hard." (Johnny)

   - "Oh, okay." (Steve-o)

   - "Christ, just say that next time, not all of us speak hick." (Bam)

• Bam and Ryan would make each other playlists or give song recommendations to each other and the other would make sure they make time to listen to it.

• On road trips they would all definitely take turns driving except Ryan.

   - "Alright, I'm done, who's turn is it?" (Ehren)

   - "Me! I want a turn!" (Ryan)

   - "No!" (Bam, Dico, and Raab)

• I feel like when Bam and Ryan first met and since Bam was 12 and Ryan was 16 (if I remember correctly) I feel like Ryan and Bam would go do something with a crowd and Ryan would grab Bam's arm and just, "EXCUSE ME! BAM IS TRYING TO GET THROUGH! THANK YOU!"

• Whenever Bam or Jess did something stupid Ryan, Dico, Rake, Raab, or Novak would all act like April and yell at them in a high-pitch voice.

• Raab and Bam would go to school dances together if they didn't have dates and absolutely ruin it for everyone.

• Whenever another guy got hurt and bitched about it or was in a bad mood I feel like the rest of the guys would say something like "I think it's time to change your pad/tampon!" Or "I think you put your tampon in the wrong way."

• Dave would shit in random places to stink it up for the other guys even when they weren't filming! Like Dave would sit next to one of them randomly and just start shitting to see how mad they get.

• Either Bam would make Ryan binge shows/movies or Ryan would make Bam binge shows/movies.

• Eventually Bam would end up calling Ryan, Ry. One time when they were all together and it slipped and the guys just looked at him and laughed, especially Ryan.

• They would call Bam and Ryan boyfriends.

• They would also call Johnny and Steve-o boyfriends.

• Bam would turn on scream-o songs and like scream them at the top of his lungs while Ryan just sits next to him and stares at him, wondering how he even understands the lyrics.

• On Ryan's birthday Bam would make sure to over-do it. Bam would literally leave his own house around 11 to make it at Ryan's so he could be right next to Ryan when it hit 12:00 AM on his birthday to scream until he woke up and then tell him happy birthday in the calmest way possible.

- "AAAAAHHHH! WAKE THE FUCK UP!!" (Bam)

- "Jesus Christ! What?!" (Ryan)

- "Happy birthday, man." (Bam)

- "Thanks, I guess." (Ryan with a sigh)

• Bam, Ryan, Novak, Dico, and Raab would race to school everyday and then race home after.

What I feel like their places would be:

1 - Raab (WON)

2 - Bam

3 - Dico

4 - Novak

5 - Ryan (LOST)

• None of their parents liked Bam, Dave, Raab, or Novak. I'm not saying I don't like them but it just has to be said!

• Everyone's parents adored Johnny though!

• April has tried to convince Ryan multiple times to take a long bath when he stays over for the night.

• Bam, Raab, and Dico always cheat off each other but obviously end up failing while Ryan and Novak don't even bother to try and cheat off them.

• The guys would do small and nice things for Ehren randomly and he would instantly back up and leave the room while the others were laughing and still trying to give him something.

- "Hey, Ehren. I got you something!" (Johnny with a wrapped present)

- "Fuck you!" (Ehren, rubbing away)

- "What the fuck?" (Steve-o)

- "I told you guys he hates surprises." (Dave)

• Bam and Ryan usually didn't vent to each other but when they did it was LONG talks that lasted for hours on Bam's roof or somewhere they wanted to be.

• Bam and Ryan would consistently have sleepovers.

• Raab and Dico watching cartoons til 5am.

• Jess waking up and finding Bam, Ryan, Raab, Dico, and Novak spread out around the living room, sleeping.

• Bam and Steve-o skating around Johnny and making fun of how he couldn't skate to save his life.

• Bam and Ryan staying up on call all night until April yelled at Bam for laughing and talking too loud.

• Bam joking about how he wishes he was that toy car (I'm sorry but we know he would).

• Wee-man always bagging Bam when he skates by on his skateboard.

• Bam showing Ryan little signs of caring about him like letting him pick music or making sure Ryan's in the passenger seat while he's driving and stuff like that.

• Steve-o scaring the guys while being in his clown make-up.

• Raab running around Dico while Bam chases him.

• Bam mocking Johnny with a country accent and calling him 'Young man' or 'Cowboy' all the time.

• Novak getting him and Bam matching stuff while Bam just rolls his eyes and acts like he hates it but he actually loves it.

• Preston and Wee-man having their own sleepovers because they're besties.

• Bam and Ryan randomly boxing each other. They aren't even mad. It could be in the morning and as soon as they see each other just BOOM.

• Ehren and Chris definitely have called Johnny daddy.

• Bam and Steve-o trying to teach Johnny to skate but simply giving up.

- "OW!" (Johnny)

- "Come on, Knoxville, get your ass up!" (Bam)

- "Come on! Try again, we don't care how bad it is!" (Steve-o)

• In return, Johnny would try to teach Bam and Steve-o how to do si do.

   - "I'm not country enough for this!" (Bam)

   - "Come on, Margera, get your ass up!" (Johnny)

   - "You're not funny at all." (Bam)

• Chris would give someone a lap dance on their birthday rather they asked or not.

***

[1206 words]

[houseisekai]

House Isekai: A Realm Reborn - Part 14, Bloodstained Philosophy

Act 2 Masterlist

—

Being assisted by the Mysterious "C" and Arval, Aqua and Darkness lead their group to find the missing members of House Isekai.

But they soon encounter a familiar foe...

Ann and Ryuji slowly peeked around the corner of the wall they were hiding behind.

As far as the eye could see, everything was in complete ruins.

The snow had covered much of the debris, but it was obvious some kind of fight happened.

Ryuji shrugged as he looked back to Mitsuru and Naoto.

(Ryuji) "We ain't seein' anything. Looks clear."

(Mitsuru) "My Persona isn't detecting anything either."

Naoto checked the bullets in her revolver before nodding.

(Naoto) "Let's assume we're not alone then."

Ann and Ryuji shivered in the freezing cold, Mitsuru and Naoto had their coats warm them enough.

(Ann) "W-Why did the next thing they want HAVE to be in the snow?!"

(Ryuji) "Better to be in our Phantom Thief outfits than our school uniforms but…god damn it is cold!"

Naoto frowned as she saw what appeared to be train tracks leading further into the destroyed base.

If she had to guess, the item they were looking for was in there. But what was this place?

(Naoto) "How many years has it been since we left Fodlan? They seem to have a railroad now."

(Ann) "Oh yeah, this place does look a bit too futuristic for them."

(Ryuji) "Shit, you're right! Think anyone we know is still around?"

(Mitsuru) "Considering Sitri called us, it may have been at least a decade. But until we talk to them, we won't know."

Mitsuru walked ahead of the group and saw a crate with the lid half off.

The symbol on the crate, it was Adrestian.

Looking to her right as the railroad went further in, she saw even more crates. Most of them were from the Empire, but the symbols of the Kingdom of Faerghus and Leicester Alliance.

(Mitsuru) "…?!"

Mitsuru grabbed her Evoker as she called out to everyone.

(Mitsuru) "Enemy detected!"

Ann and Ryuji reached for their masks as Naoto had her gun at the ready.

Everyone stood their ground as a blinding flash of blue light was summoned in front of them.

And in direct sight stood a figure in black robes.

(Naoto) "Those Who Slither!"

(Ryuji) "NICE TRY JACKASS!"

(Iros) "…Wait isn't that-"

(Ann) "CARMEN!"

(Ryuji) "CAPTAIN KIDD-"

(Simmons) "H-HOLD YOUR FIRE!"

(Aqua) "DARKNESS, DO SOMETHING!"

Aqua kicked Darkness to the front as the Phantom Thieves misfired their Personas.

Darkness eagerly leapt in front of Iros to take the blow as the fireball erupted into a smoke cloud and the lighting bolt struck her.

When the cloud dissipated, Darkness was completely fine, albeit disappointed.

(Darkness) "Hm. It seems your Personas do not hurt as much as I was hoping…"

(Tucker) "Woah, what?! You were HOPING your friends would beat the shit outta you?!"

(Lest) "What is wrong with you…?"

(Arval) "A lot, evidently."

Iros took a deep breath of relief, thankful he wasn't killed on the spot.

(Naoto) "Kazuma's friends?"

(Aqua) "Oh, the Persona kids. Long time no see!"

Everyoned lowered their weapons hearing the two, but looked curiously at the others.

Especially at Iros and Arval.

(Ryuji) "Sorry 'bout that! Guess we kinda jumped the gun there."

(Grif) "Yeah no fuckin' kidding."

(Forte) "A pleasure to meet you."

(Mitsuru) "Why are you with a member of Those Who Slither?"

(Iros) "Before we continue we should find some shelter. You can't be too sure of who's listening in these days."

Naoto nodded in agreement.

(Naoto) "Good call. That, and Ryuji and Ann are freezing to death."

(Aqua) "Ugh, you're telling me. Didn't think we'd get sent to Faerghus."

(Ann) "That explains the cold…"

The group moved further into the base before finding where the railroad ended, inside a building that looked to be a command center.

[Troubled - Persona 3 OST]

Once everyone got situated, the Persona Users explained their situation first, how they got to Fodlan and their meeting with the Class VII members.

However, they have had no contact with anyone else since then, other than the Orks inside the Tower.

Then Aqua and Darkness explained what was happening with House Isekai, from what Kazuma told them.

Finally, Sarge introduced Red Team, Tucker, Forte, and Lest, and what their involvement with Fodlan was. Including the day they met during the final assault on the Zanado Tower.

…

(Ryuji) "It's been a month in Fodlan?! But we just got here, it hasn't even been a day for us!"

(Naoto) "This is troubling. If time is flowing differently, then we may be too late to help out with current affairs if we're to go back in."

(Ann) "Then we should meet up with the rest of the gang, right?"

(Mitsuru) "Takamaki is right. Regrouping with the rest of House Isekai needs to take priority."

(Aqua) "So, what happened to the Class VII kids?"

(Naoto) "Last I recall..."

(Laura) “…Perhaps we should report this to everyone else.”

(Naoto) “Go ahead with that, Class VII. I believe the person who brought us here wanted this.”

(Naoto) "For us that was only a few hours ago."

(Darkness) "Rean told us he hadn't heard from them in a few weeks."

(Ann) "Well, seeing as how you found us this quickly, maybe we should all try that teleporter."

Mitsuru turned her direction to Iros and Arval.

(Mitsuru) "I'd like to ask, how did that teleporter get you directly to us?"

(Iros) "From what I've been able to gather on the teleporting, anyone who's been in contact with Byleth long enough has a signal we can lock onto."

(Naoto) "I presume there is a limit to teleporting for your group then? At least, when it comes to the Tower."

(Arval) "Yup. You guys go through it, you're fine. The moment we try alone? We don't reappear again, and we don't know about that part."

(Simmons) "Guess that's why the others haven't tried ambushing us yet."

(Ryuji) "All that being said, how do we know we can trust ya? For all we know, you could be waiting for the moment to stab us in the back."

(Sarge) "Not to worry son. The enemies of our enemies are our friends. Friends that we can blast in the face with a shotgun if they step outta line!"

(Arval) "We're standing right here."

(Sarge) "Right where I want ya! In face blasting range..."

Lest cleared his throat, changing the topic before it could begin escalating.

(Lest) "By the way, doesn't this place look familiar?"

(Sarge) "Now that ya mention it…Wait a- this is the military base we escaped!"

(Simmons) "What?! But we just left this place!"

(Tucker) "All that time driving and we went in a fucking circle, outstanding."

(Ann) "You guys blew the place up?"

(Grif) "Yeah. Looks like the Separatists packed their shit and ran after we did."

(Naoto) "Separatists?"

(Forte) "I believe when we regroup with your friends, they can explain that situation better than we can."

(Darkness) "Then what is our current course of action?"

(Aqua) "Well, I say we find the rest of the kids first, then call VEGA to get us the heck out of here. We got troubles back in our home worlds that needs taking care of."

The Persona Users looked uneasy, they didn't like what that entailed.

(Ann) "Wait, so what are you guys gonna do then?"

Everyone turned to the newcomers.

(Lest) "Well...Maybe it'd be best if we tried to get back home as well, at least for now. There was a Tower in our world too."

(Sarge) "What? I didn't hop on over to another dimension to sit this fight out!"

(Grif) "Do they even need our help? We can go back, get our shit sorted out, then show back up. We don't even know if there's a Tower back in our own home."

(Tucker) "Besides the big ass one you built."

(Mitsuru) "Then it's settled. We tell the others what we've found, then regroup with our own worlds. However before we go, I'd like for us to investigate this base. We were looking for something potentially dangerous after all. I'd rather it not get in the wrong hands."

Everyone nodded in agreement and set out towards the snow.

[Wicked Plan - Persona 5 OST]

Aqua, Darkness, Ryuji, Ann, and Red Team stopped by a large shipment of Adrestian supplies and what appeared to be the ruins of a lab.

While everyone was sifting through the crates, Ann and Ryuji put themselves next to Aqua and Darkness.

(Ann) "Hey, I haven't had the chance to say it yet, but it's good to see you guys after so long!"

(Ryuji) "For real, you're a sight for sore eyes!"

(Darkness) "The feeling is mutual. I feared something may have happened to you all-"

(Aqua) "Psh, are you kidding? Their overpowered crap could whoop whatever's in their way!"

(Ann) "And it's nice to see you still haven't changed...At all, actually."

(Aqua) "What's that supposed to mean?"

(Ryuji) "I figured you'd be wiser or somethin'."

(Aqua) "I have! I'm still your senior anyway, you should be giving me some respect!"

(Ann) "Riiiight. Changing the subject, have you guys found anything?"

(Aqua) "HEY, I'M NOT DONE-"

(Ryuji) "Nothing."

(Darkness) "Afraid not."

Meanwhile, Red Team were going through the lab equipment, finding nothing but broken electronics.

(Grif) "Jesus she's loud."

(Sarge) "Hmph. Of course the blue one is the most annoying."

Simmons opened one of the crates and found a strange device that could fit on his wrist.

(Simmons) "Sir, I think I found something!"

Grif and Sarge walked over to him as Simmons was examining it thoroughly.

(Simmons) "It looks like a bracelet of some kind. But what does it do?"

Sarge looked inside the crate Simmons had opened and found a note.

(Sarge) [Mumbling] "Prototype...Valda...Extremely dangerous?"

(Grif) "So what is it?"

(Sarge) "Shut it numbnuts, I'm trying to read. Ah, there we go! Looks like it's some doohickey that can copy technology off of people."

(Ryuji) "For real?"

(Simmons) "WOAH!"

The reds jumped when they saw Ann and Ryuji behind them.

(Ann) "O-Oh, sorry! Didn't mean to scare you!"

(Grif) "How the fuck did you guys even get behind us? We didn't even hear you!"

(Ryuji) "Sorry, could say we're kinda good at sneakin' up on people. Now what's this about copying technology?"

(Sarge) "Says here it's a prototype that can bypass the whole Tower's schtick of not letting people use a person's ability or technology. It was replaced for an even more dangerous but more reliable tool...Whatever that means."

(Grif) "Holy shit that sounds awesome, we gotta use that!"

(Ann) "Um, shouldn't we make sure that isn't ending up in anyone's possession? That sounds pretty bad."

(Simmons) "Nah, fuck that. We got dibs on it!"

(Sarge) "Just need to work my magic on it later...Say kids, what was that ghost summon thing you did?"

(Ryuji) "You must be 'effin nuts if you think we're letting you copy us!"

...

Mitsuru, Naoto, Iros, and Arval were looking through Leicester supplies, overhearing their conversation.

(Mitsuru) "...They are far too loud."

(Naoto) "Perhaps I should go over there and remind them what we're here for?"

(Iros) "I think that would be a lost cause."

(Arval) "..."

Iros suddenly stood up and looked around his surroundings.

(Iros) "On second thought, get your friends. Now."

Mitsuru and Naoto looked at each other before nodding and running over to gather everyone else.

(Arval) "You felt that too?"

(Iros) "Yeah. He's here."

(Arval) "Think he tracked us from the tower?"

(Iros) "We can't rule it out. But more than likely he's here to cover their tracks."

(???) "You're not wrong on that, Iros."

[Those Who Sow Darkness - Fire Emblem: Three Houses OST]

Iros looked up and saw a man in red robes, adorned with gold. He had a half-mask that covered his upper face and only revealed his mouth.

(Iros) "Ambrus...!"

As the two got up and readied themselves for battle, they were joined by everyone else who pulled out their weapons.

(Ambrus) "I take it you're looking for this."

Ambrus held out his hand, a glowing metallic eye the size of a boulder floating above it.

(Naoto) "That's the same one the Orks had..."

(Ryuji) "Were you the assholes who brought them here to Fodlan?!"

(Ambrus) "No. You have Cichol and his daughter to thank for that."

He turned back to Iros, his mouth displaying no signs of taking any sort of pleasure from this exchange.

(Ambrus) "You'd go so far as to side with House Isekai, just to fight us?"

(Arval) "If it means putting a stop to your insane plans, then yes!"

Ambrus looked to everyone else, only recognizing a few faces.

(Forte) "Pray tell, what exactly is he planning to do?"

(Ambrus) "Nothing that concerns your worlds. My goals remain in Fodlan, and Fodlan alone."

(Tucker) "And what, think we're just gonna let your ass run amok and kill all of our friends here?!"

(Aqua) "We've killed Thales, what makes you think we couldn't do the same to you?!"

Ambrus snapped his fingers and had the glowing eye disappear into a black portal.

(Ambrus) "You don't belong here. None of you do."

He stepped forward, making Red Team and Tucker aim their guns to his head.

(Ambrus) "Do you honestly think these nations will last another ten years? They have become dependent on these outside factors. On you."

(Grif) "I've had enough of your bullshit!"

[On Blade's Edge - Final Fantasy XIV: Endwalker OST]

Grif pulled the trigger on his rifle, a three round burst blasting out of the barrel, leading to everyone else opening fire.

Ambrus quickly teleported upwards dodging the gunfire.

(Ambrus) "I will restore the Agarthans and Nabatean's place in this world! No traitor or offworlder will stop me!"

Ambrus turned his hand sideways before raising it up, a massive white circle forming underneath.

(Iros) "OUT, NOW!"

Iros and Arval teleported out, Red Team and Tucker dove, the Persona Users jumped away using their Personas while Lest and Forte rolled out of the attack.

A massive pillar of light shot out underneath, exploding the ground and sending debris and snow upwards.

Ambrus landed back on the ground in front of Iros.

Iros's body began to glow with a dark purple aura and the Crest of Flames flashed in front of his face, glowing red and staying on.

Arval got in between the two as he raised his hand.

His hand glowed a bright blue before an ice spike flew past Ambrus's head, barely managing to dodge.

Iros's right hand formed a sword of the same aura on his body, slashing at Ambrus's legs.

Ambrus blocked by forming a sword of his own, and slashed at Arval's neck.

Arval flew backwards, making Iros fall back as well and got into a defensive stance.

Before Ambrus could retaliate, he snapped his fingers again, two portals appearing at his side.

(Ambrus) "Take care of his friends, Iros is mine."

The two portals materialized two giant wolf-like demonic beasts, rushing past Iros and Arval.

...

Darkness's eyes shone with excitement as the Demonic Beast rushed towards them.

(Darkness) "Ooooh!~"

(Forte) "Please refrain from making that noise!"

(Lest) "INCOMING!"

Darkness and Forte blocked the Wolf from advancing by using their swords to hold it off.

Tucker activated his energy sword before going for his side.

(Tucker) "STAB!"

He jammed his sword straight into what he assumed was the stomach as the demonic beast roared in pain.

It spun around, flinging Tucker into the snow letting go of his sword while Darkness and Forte were thrown back as well.

Lest ducked underneath the two flying past him and rushed in, pulling out an axe.

Mitsuru put the Evoker to her head and pulled the trigger while Naoto shot a tarot card that materialized in blue flames.

(Naoto) “Sukuna Hikona!"

(Mitsuru) “Artemisia!”

Mitsuru's Persona safely caught the two and put them on the ground while Naoto's Persona flew towards the demonic beast, flying rapidly around and distracting it.

Lest slid past the beast's jaws as it tried to crush him, plunging the axe into the nose.

He jumped back and pulled out a staff, casting several rocks from the ground and hurling it at the front leg.

The jagged rocks severed the legs, making it fall into the ground.

Tucker got up from the snow and grabbed his Energy Sword that was still stuck in the beast, pulling it out and leaping onto the beast's head.

(Tucker) "STAB AGAIN, BITCH!"

Stabbing it directly in the forehead, Mitsuru's Persona froze the beast solid as Tucker and Lest leapt back.

Forte and Darkness jumped in, using their brute strength and shattering it to pieces as their swords smashed the head.

...

(Sarge) "Think one beast is enough to stop us?!"

Sarge's shotgun fired point blank at the Demonic Beast's face as it tried to come in to split Sarge in half.

The flash and buckshot made the beast recoil as Grif and Simmons backed up as far as they could, providing covering fire.

Aqua stood back with them, casting a small holy circle around her, saying a prayer with her eyes closed.

Ryuji and Ann leapt to the front with Sarge, forcing him back.

(Ann) "Dude, get back! You wanna die that much?!"

They tore off their masks as their Personas materialized behind them.

Ryuji's Persona electrocuted the demonic beast, but it only made it angry as it lashed out wildly.

Ryuji was backhanded by the beast, making him tumble over into the snow.

Ann's Persona set the beast ablaze, making it flail around somehow even faster.

(Ann) "Crap, not good!"

(Sarge) "GRIF, SIMMONS! THROW THE PINEAPPLES!"

Grif and Simmons looked at each other and nodded, pulling out grenades.

(Simmons) "GRENADE OUT!"

(Grif) "GET YOUR ASSES OUT OF THERE!"

The two activated their grenades and threw it at the demonic beast's feet.

Sarge threw his own before running for cover while Ann grabbed Ryuji and got to a safe distance.

The explosion blew apart the underside of the beast, and Aqua cracked her knuckles, seeing the beast wasn't dead.

(Aqua) "REPENT IN THE DEEPEST PITS OF HELL FOR BARING FANGS AGAINST THE GODDESS AND HER DISCIPLES!"

She ran forward, fists clenched.

(Simmons) "What the fuck is she doing!?"

(Ann) "OH CRAP, DUCK!"

(Grif) "Wait, is that actually gonna-"

(Aqua) "GOD BLOW!"

As Aqua's fist made contact, the demonic beast exploded into a violent blaze, instantly melting the snow and creating a mini-crater.

...

Ambrus, Iros, and Arval were at a stalemate, neither getting a decisive blow on each other as they parried every hit.

Ambrus had no time to cast magic thanks to Arval, while Iros couldn't get out of a defensive stance thanks to Ambrus's all out offense.

Arval turned around and saw Aqua punch the demonic beast they were fighting, the battlefield rocking violently from the impact.

Everyone was blown back and interrupted their duel.

Using his chance, Ambrus snapped his fingers, turning the skies red.

(Arval) "No you don't!"

Arval held his arms outwards, casting a shield over the entire area.

Iros then snapped his fingers, turning the skies from red to black.

Massive explosions scattered throughout the air, making showers of rock fall down and bounce off the shield.

Iros's sword clashed against Ambrus's, leaving the two at a standoff.

Ambrus eyed his surroundings and saw that the demonic beasts were dead.

(Ambrus) "If you wish to throw your lot in with House Isekai and betray your people, then so be it!"

A dark portal formed behind Ambrus as Iros and Arval tried to rush forward.

(Ambrus) "This isn't over, brother."

Ambrus jumped back as the portal disappeared, vanishing into thin air.

Iros and Arval stopped when they lost him, Iros cursing under his breath.

Everyone else gathered in the middle, looking around to see any more potential threats.

[End Song]

(Arval) "I'm not sensing him anymore. Think we're clear now."

(Iros) "No one came to any harm, I presume?"

(Grif) "My goddamn ears are ringing! Why was her punch so violent?"

(Ann) "I did say take cover..."

(Aqua) "Do you believe me now?"

(Lest) "We're fine, thank you. But I take it he got away."

(Naoto) "With the thing we were looking for no less."

Mitsuru stared at Iros and Arval, not sure of what to think of them.

(Mitsuru) "You have our thanks, "C"."

(Tucker) "The hell, what for? All he was doing was fighting that red asshole."

(Mitsuru) "It was because of that, he kept him occupied. I doubt we would have come out unscathed if we were the ones fighting him instead."

(Arval) "You're welcome."

(Darkness) "That Agarthan, he's your brother?"

(Sarge) "Oh yeah, I did hear him say that."

(Ryuji) "Dude, how? That explosion was loud as shit!"

(Iros) "...He is. I'd rather tell the story to Sitri and Sothis, since they're the only ones who can understand it fully, if you don't mind."

(Mitsuru) "Fair enough."

(Naoto) "We should get going. Is it possible to use that teleporter to get us to Class VII?"

(Iros) "It is. Though we're going to need a day to recover once we get back. Teleporting does have its limit-"

(Arval) "Especially mine! Ugh, the second time today?"

(Iros) "Just do it, you can sleep after."

(Arval) "Fine."

Arval sighed as he created a portal for everyone to go through, everyone stepping through and back into the town outside the Tower.

As Iros directed everyone to the bedrooms, Aqua walked over to the Persona Users and Darkness.

(Aqua) "Doubt the farmer or the soldiers know who they are, but...you guys hear Ambrus mention he wanted to bring back the Agarthans and Nabateans?"

(Darkness) "I thought I was imagining things."

(Ryuji) "Yeah, don't Those Who Slither hate their 'effin guts?"

(Ann) "That "C" guy has a lot of questions to answer."

(Naoto) "Perhaps it's the fact that Ambrus is his brother is why he doesn't want to disclose any more information than he needs to."

(Mitsuru) "Whether he wants to keep it contained or not, we'll find out either way."

...

Ambrus shook his head as he let his underlings grab the metallic eye.

He needed to rest.

A woman in black robes bowed as he passed by.

(Woman) "Milord. Did everything go according to plan?"

(Ambrus) "...It has."

(Woman) "Excellent! Your traitorous brother will pay dearly for crossing you, and we shall-"

(Ambrus) "Save your brown-nosing. I want nothing more than silence right now. Go do as you're instructed and deliver the energy core to the Separatist base."

(Woman) "...A-At once milord, my apologies."

He turned back to her as she left, wincing.

(Ambrus) Such a pitiful state you've left our people, Thales. How grateful that I am you are finally dead.

He turned around and walked down the dark corridors, lit by the sleek blue glowing lines sprawling around the base.

(Ambrus) I will undo your legacy, and bring back the lives we once had.

...

[Roundabout - Yes]

PART 14: ENDED

I'll be the roundabout The words will make you out 'n' out I spend the day your way Call it morning driving thru the sound and in and out the valley The music dance and sing They make the children really ring I spend the day your way Call it morning driving thru the sound and in and out the valley In and around the lake Mountains come out of the sky and they stand there One mile over we'll be there and we'll see you Ten true summers we'll be there and laughing too Twenty four before my love you'll see I'll be there with you

#House Isekai #House Isekai ARR #crossover #fanfic

[the-firebird69]

I see something of mine I hear you too she has a dream and we have one too of freedom in life to survive. Inside the cell and it's not her fault not they couldn't say no but here we are she has my opal and probably doesn't know what it's for.

-so you kind of have him go on a date and I'm trying to figure out what each other's up to he's making dumb jokes and I finally said finally that guy left for Christ's sake and they're sitting there laughing everyone's laughing cuz they're listening is that he didn't eat anything and had enough MSG for Christ the whole room was roaring and roaring and said I didn't know what it was she did it she's my memory. So they bought a ton of Chinese food and booze the place is making tons of money they ate a huge amount of it that's a massive tip on the way out they said thank you very much for the Chinese food and let's hope there's no MSG in it I think we forgot to say it they said you forgot in this MSG so sleep well they all went home and slept and woke up like 20 hours later said my God that's what they use it for and it is a preservative too and a lot of them feel better some felt a little ill and took some treatment but really they did have time to think about some stuff and it was a little bit weird for them slowing down and they thought his plan and her plan or magnificent they're both cleanse are magnificent clans and a funded on it and thought wow they're really trying and these two are trying and we keep on denying them everything just like them they were racist as hell and more stuff like that came out of them or will come out of them in conclusion it seems that none of them are able to do the job and we mean morlock and the back to it but it's mean cruel sadistic and secretive these people are about foods buffoons

-tonight they're getting beat up they lost another 400 trillion and it is starting to go fast cut in half should have stopped you but it didn't cut into a quarter should but it didn't and now you're going for cut into 1/8 and we think it won't work it's like 12.5% in total. So I asked our people why you said they shrunk before and still won now technology is the way and they're trying to break in and think they will so we're going after them as they will not stop bothering people trying to ruin stuff inter idiots

-700 million of them are dead it's for 400 trillion, all right about 9.5 and moving fast. The wall is going up and we're prepping and we're getting customers so far only a trillion an hour and that's the whole wall for both States.

-we do have a solid plan in place it's not very weak like what happens tomorrow you people keep doing it to my husband and others who have value in your jackasses and you don't do anything, you keep people out but I value in you destroy lives and it worth nothing so I can't wait for them to lock you out you did to my husband about everything and he's involved with everything in your idiotic pigs says that's more like it

-there's other things that are going on tomorrow they're removing you from the police in the sheriff we're at all of you but they're going to try and do it stepped and they're pulling you out of a lot of other jobs then they are going to arrest you everyday until you go away. And they're repelling you at the line tons you out there of the line die and pretty soon there won't be any of you here in Florida and there is a movement coming down from the upper Midwest to here as you evacuate to the islands and they're going down into the cavern again they think they're ready after what 2 days. You can see them lining up to go down there

Hera

Zues

That son is sick of you

Zig

Sick.

.of you

Zag

I don't know what to say f*** off John remillard I don't care was you or not you're The whipping boy

Jen

Olympus

[jumblejen]

We Were Always Going to End Up Together - Ch 30

Suptober 22, Day 30: Fingers

On AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42237885/chapters/117534598

(Or read from the beginning: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42237885/chapters/106051008)

The cookout ended up being even better than Dean could have hoped. Their guests stayed for hours and ate and talked and laughed and Dean couldn’t contain the joy that he thought must be shooting out every pore. Even grumpy Bobby laughed more than Dean had ever heard before. Gabriel and Rowena flirted with everyone liberally, but not in tandem in a strange dance that suited them both perfectly but made Dean’s head hurt when he considered how all that worked in their relationship. Cas had been a solid presence all day, a never-ending stream of kisses and touches which almost made Dean wish the social part of their evening would end a little faster.

It seemed as though as the night went on Sam was less awkward with everyone. Dean didn’t know how much anyone here had kept in touch with Sam, if at all, but whatever the current status of their friendships with him, no one seemed to be holding any major grudges or ruining anyone’s good time. A little while after they had all finished round one of stuffing their faces, Dean had seen Sam and Benny walk a little farther off from the party, wandering around the yard. He kept an eagle eye on them, wanting to be sure that Sam wasn’t going to be even a little bit of a jackass towards Benny. The conversation lasted longer than Dean thought a simple apology would, but their body language never shifted to actively hostile and there were no raised voices. Benny had seemed plenty pleased with himself after they drifted back to the others. Dean and Cas had exchanged glances with each other, but neither had any clue exactly what had gone down.

Eileen didn’t seem to talk with Sam very much, though it was clear that she wasn’t avoiding him either, and Sam seemed just as tentative about how much he should try to engage in conversation with her. He was definitely still pining over her. Whenever Sam thought no one was looking he’d get this lovesick puppy expression that Dean had to try hard not to laugh at. Eileen’s looks at Sam when he wasn’t looking were much more considering, though never hostile. Dean even thought they softened as the evening progressed.

Eventually night fell and the stars came out. There was less light pollution here than in town, and everyone enjoyed stargazing for a bit until the damp air had them crowd back around the fire in the firepit. Cas handed out sticks and marshmallows, while Dean passed around plates of graham crackers and chocolate bars. No one minded the stickiness, though there was a heated debate over whether a marshmallow should or should not be set on fire at any point during the cooking process. No one took it too seriously, though Dean made a note of those who would not be happy if he was the one doing the roasting. Thankfully he and Cas were on the same page.

After everyone was well and truly stuffed, the party began to break up and folks started leaving. First, it was Meg and then most of the others followed suit. Gabe and Rowena left cackling about some private joke that Dean knew from experience was not one he wanted to be let in on. Everyone thanked them for a wonderful night, and left in a parade of taillights from the driveway. Sam and Eileen hugged before she left, so Dean had some hope they’d reconcile, even if it didn’t happen right away. Sam stood watching her taillights as she pulled out of the driveway and left down the road.

“You alright there Sammy?” asked Dean.

“Yeah. I think I am.”

“Good. Wanna stay for another round?”

“Nah. I better get home. Hafta work tomorrow.”

“Okay. Well, thanks for coming.”

“You bet Dean.” Sam took his car key out of his pocket. “Hey Dean?”

“Yeah?”

“Is it weird if I asked for a hug?”

Dean smiled. They hadn’t hugged each other since January. Normally they’d hug whenever they saw each other, just like they had since they stopped living under the same roof. “Of course, man.”

Sam seemed relieved as he threw his arms around Dean. The hug was fierce but short. “Okay. I’m headed out.”

“Drive safe Sammy.”

Dean waved as Sam pulled out of the driveway. He turned and walked back to the backyard, ready to help Cas clean up.

“So it’s Sammy again, huh?” asked Benny, who was the only remaining guest.

“Yeah, it’s Sammy. That a problem for you?”

“Not so long as it means you aren’t gonna let him walk all over you again, cher.”

“I won’t let him,” said Cas, sidling up to Dean and kissing his cheek.

“You leaving or staying, Benny?” asked Dean.

Benny smiled. “Oh, I think I’ll stay if you’re okay with that.”

“Hell yeah. You can check out our new guest room.”

“Is that what I’m doing?”

“It’s really nice in there,” said Dean cheekily.

Cas slipped his arm around Dean’s waist, “It’s really nice in where?”

“The guest room,” drawled Benny.

Cas laughed. “No one’s sleeping at all if we don’t get this stuff cleaned up.”

“Alright, bossy,” grumbled Dean with kiss.

Cleanup didn’t take that long as most everyone had taken their dishes back home with them, and it wasn’t like anyone was leaving garbage in their wake. But there were still empty cans and bottles to set aside to take to the recycling return place for their deposits. And stray napkins and bits of food here and there. Dean wanted to leave the bits to whatever opportunistic wildlife came around once they’d cleared out, but Cas thought that was too messy and probably not good for their digestion. Benny figured raccoons could and would eat just about anything, but picked things up at Cas’ direction.

Dean made sure that the fire was completely out, not wanting to leave it to chance. Some of the chairs folded up into little travel bags and those were put away and stacked in the basement. The heavy Adirondack chairs stayed by the firepit. Dean and Cas had found they enjoyed evenings in the warm weather by the fire quite a bit.

“You know what you need,” said Benny in the quiet as they sat back down in the chairs by the cold firepit.

“What’s that?” asked Dean sleepily.

“A swing.”

“A swing?” echoed Dean.

“You know. Like to put under one of these trees out here. Sit in the shade and swing a little. I can just picture you and Cas out here.”

Cas smiled at Benny. “I think I’d like that.”

“You wanna swing Cas? I’ll get you a swing,”

“Will you put it together for me?”

“’Course.”

“Told you you should get a swing.”

“I think Dean needs to go to bed,” said Cas

“I’m not that sleepy.”

“Dean, you pulled a late shift yesterday and were running around getting ready for the party all day. It’s okay to be tired.”

“It’s nice out here.”

“Yeah, it sure is. It is a nice place you two decided on. Bugs are going to start getting you though.” Benny stood up and stretched. “Guess I should break in that guest room. Come on princess.” Benny held out a hand to Dean, who took it with minimal grumbling to help him up.

“So what exactly were you and my brother talking about for so long,” asked Dean, his arm around Benny’s waist as Cas followed behind them.

“Don’t you worry about it.”

“He’s not worried,” said Cas. “He’s just dying of curiosity.”

Benny laughed. “I bet. It wasn’t much more than you could guess.”

“So, he apologized?”

“Yes, Dean, he apologized.”

“That doesn’t take as long as y’all took.”

“Did you know you start to talk a little southern when you hang out with me?”

“You didn’t answer the question.”

“Neither did you.”

“The two of you are ridiculous. And I bet I could guess what else they talked about.” Cas sounded both fond and exasperated with them.

“Oh yeah?” Dean let go of Benny and went to cling to Cas. “What’s that?”

“That Benny was telling Sam in great detail exactly what he would do to Sam if he ever hurt you like that again. Along with what I would do to him.”

Benny laughed. “You’re not wrong.”

“I can take care of myself,” protested Dean.

“No you can’t, Dean,” retorted Cas. “I think we’ve proven that you do much better with two strong men taking care of you.”

“Oh yeah? When are they going to get here?”

Cas stopped and squinted at Dean in the dimness, his head tilting in consideration.

Dean squawked as without a word Cas scooped Dean up over his shoulder as he walked faster back towards the house. “Hey put me down!”

Benny patted Dean’s head where it hung by Cas’ waist. “Hush now. You don’t want to wake the neighbors.”

“Cas I swear if you drop me…”

“I won’t drop you.”

“Benny, this is ridiculous! Why aren’t you on my side?”

Benny opened the side door to the house that led into the kitchen. Dean felt Cas carefully step inside, where he quickly made his way to the living room, plopping Dean down on the couch and then standing back with a fierce grin on his face.

“I’m on your side, but I’m pretty sure Cas would smite me if I didn’t let him just have his way.” Benny’s smile was wide as he peered at Dean on the couch.

“Well, at least you didn’t manhandle me,” said Dean to Benny.

“I mean, I could…” said Benny speculatively, fingers stroking his chin.

“Don’t you dare!”

Cas and Benny laughed at Dean’s indignation as he stood up and tried to stomp off in a pretend huff.

The rest of the summer passed quickly, with a couple more barbecues with various configurations of guests and food. Sometimes just one or two people would stop by and hang out. Dean loved that just as much, if not more, because it was clear how much Cas enjoyed being able to speak to whoever it was in-depth instead of dividing his attention among a group.

Dean fell more in love with their new home as the weeks passed. And he was sure to get a decent swing put up under Cas’ favorite shady tree. If the mosquitos weren’t too bad, Dean and Cas loved to swing in the evenings as the sun went down. Dean imagined they would continue using it for a few months until the chill and the weather made it more practical to put it up for the winter. Dean would miss the swing, but on the other hand, he figured they’d just move their evening relaxation to in front of the fire. There would definitely be snuggling.

Sam came out and dug holes per Cas’ direction. He also took it in stride when Cas did, in fact, change his mind about where he wanted to plant a particular tree several times. From the glint in Cas’ eyes, Dean was afraid that he was going to continue making Sam dig holes until Sam lost his temper, but thankfully it seemed that four holes was enough for secret penance and Cas’ general enjoyment. After that, Cas was more relaxed when Sam came around, and Sam made real efforts to get to know Cas as a person.  

It was late August and Sam was over for his once-every-couple-weeks dinner after work. He’d brought a dozen ears of corn for Dean to throw on the grill alongside some skewers of marinated chicken and veggies. Cas and Sam were in the house getting plates and other necessities since the weather was reasonable enough in the shade to eat outside, as long as they stayed in the shade. Dean was tending to the grill, figuring it would only be a few more minutes before he could get everything started, when Eileen walked through the back gate.

Dean looked up in surprise. “Eileen! What a nice surprise.” Dean signed the parts of that he could.

“Hey Dean. Sorry to just drop in.” Eileen gave Dean a big hug.

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah. Just was out this way and wanted to not be alone today.”

“Tough day?”

“Toughest.”

“Well, you are more than welcome to hang out with us. But, I have to warn you. My brother is inside, in case that makes a difference.”

“I saw his car.”

“That okay with you?”

Eileen sighed and looked away. “Yes. It’s fine Dean.”

“Alright. Wanna go scare the crap out of Cas and Sam by busting in the kitchen, or hang out here with me?”

“That would be funny, but sounds like too much today.”

“Well, grab a drink out of the cooler and take a seat under the tree. I recommend the swing if you want to decompress.”

With a grateful smile, Eileen fished a bottle out of the cooler, deposited her bag over by the table and chairs set up for dinner and then plunked herself down in the swing, pushing herself slightly to get the swing going before tucking her legs up under her. Dean shot a quick text message to Cas letting him know. While he was always a fan of the comedy of errors approach to life, he didn’t think it was appropriate with Eileen clearly needing peace, and her relationship with Sam still being a giant question mark.

Dean’s phone buzzed with a response from Cas telling Dean that they would be out soon and that he let Sam know. Sure enough, the came bearing plates and flatware, along with the platters of skewers. Cas kissed Dean on the cheek as he dropped off the food and then made his way over to Eileen. She gave him a big hug without getting out of the swing. Sam set the supplies down on the table that sat under another shade tree and then stood fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. Dean almost felt sorry for the guy, since he clearly wasn’t sure whether he should go see Eileen or keep his distance. Almost. After all, Sam did make his own bed there.

In the end Sam decided to go say hi, and Dean had to bite his tongue from outright laughing at the way once he decided to go, Sam hustled over quickly. There was no hug for Sam, but Eileen and Sam seemed to be having a nice conversation, while Cas came and joined Dean at the grill.

A short time later, everything was ready and Dean was excited to get out of the sun. Cas had given up after a couple of minutes to go sit in the shade. Sam and Eileen had stayed with the swing until Dean called them over for food.  

There wasn’t much conversation while they munched their way through corn and chicken and veggies. Smiles and groans of appreciation at the food replaced proper conversation until everyone had eaten enough to feel that maybe talking was something they should attempt as well. Conversation stayed light and enjoyable. Eileen didn’t explain her presence to anyone, and no one asked her to. Dean thought that was his favorite thing about his friends. Everyone knew that they were welcome and that if they needed something they just had to ask. None of that came with some sort of requirement that you bear your soul or give anyone the gory details. If Eileen needed to talk, she would. Right now, Dean figured she needed good food and good company, and that was something Dean was more than willing to provide any day of the week.

“Dean,” Eileen said, waving her hand to get his attention.

“Hmm?” replied Dean, his thoughts nowhere in particular.

“I brought pie.”

“You did?”

“I know it’s your favorite.”

“Is it in the bag?” Dean was very excited at the prospect of pie despite his earlier mellow contentment.

Sam laughed. “Maybe we should take these plates in first Dean? And get new ones? Maybe something to slice the pie with?”

Dean huffed in mock-disappointment. “Oh alright. If you want to be proper about it.”

Cas smiled at Dean and handed his plate to Sam.

“I’ll help,” said Eileen as she took Dean’s plate and walked with Sam back into the house.

“Think there’s something happening there tonight,” asked Dean.

Cas frowned in thought. “Did you manufacture their meeting like this?”

“Me? No! I wouldn’t do that to Eileen. I mean, it’s funny to mess with Sam, but nah.”

“Then maybe…maybe there is something ‘happening’ as you say.”

Dean rolled his eyes at the air quotes, even though he secretly found them adorable. “Should we say something? Do something?”

“No. I think it will play out without us.”

“Okay. ‘Cause you know some time together sitting on that swing might just seal the deal.”

“Do you want your brother to seal the deal on our swing?” Cas was completely deadpan even as Dean’s face contorted in disgust.

“You know what, man. No. That’s just. Now I am picturing things I never want to picture about my brother. Ugh.”

“Ugh what?” asked Sam carrying new plates and forks.

“Nothin’ Sammy,” said Dean. “What kind of pie is it?”

“Cherry and apple,” responded Eileen.

“My favorite,” said Sam faintly in surprise.

Cas and Dean exchanged a look, but Dean managed to keep a straight face. “Well, don’t just stand there, Sammy. Start slicing.”

Shooting a glare at Dean, Sam did as he was told and gave each of them a generous piece of pie. It wasn’t the best pie Dean ever had (that was reserved for Ellen’s homemade pies), but it was decent and more importantly, it was there for him to have right then.

Pie finished, everyone gathered up the remains of the food and the dishes, trooping into the house together. Normally when Sam would come over, he and Dean would spend some time just the two of them outside talking. It was another step in trying to repair their relationship. Tonight, however, Dean didn’t think that was going to happen.

“Dean, I think I’m going to get going a little early tonight.”

“Yeah man. Of course. Thanks for coming.”

“Thanks for cooking. Seems like you try out something new every time I’m over.”

“You are my favorite test subject.”

Sam laughed.

“I think I’m blocking you in,” said Eileen.

“Do you want me to move your car for you? If you want to stay longer.” Sam’s face was full of longing that no one in the room missed.

“I think I’m going to go too,” she said, not breaking eye contact with Sam.

The two of them stood awkwardly staring at each other until Cas coughed. They blushed and each took a half-step back. They made their goodbyes, both of them refusing any leftovers to take with them. Dean and Cas walked them out and waved until they were both out of sight.

“So Cas. Wanna take bets on whether they spend the night alone?”

“That sounds like a terrible bet.”

“Because you think they will end up together tonight, or because you think they won’t.”

“The only way they aren’t going to be together tonight is if Sam is a complete ass.”

“Possible.”

“Not likely.”

“True. Not likely. He clearly wants to get back together with her pretty badly.”

“I think she wants the same thing.”

“Well, I hope those crazy kids can work things out.”

“Sam’s come a long way.”

“Yes he has.” Dean leaned into Cas’ side. He realized they were just standing staring at their driveway. “Come on. Let’s go sit down. I’m beat.”

“Come swing with me?”

“Of course Cas.”

They headed around back and settled into the swing, Cas tucked against Dean’s chest, their arms and hands intertwined. The swaying of the swing created a gentle breeze and all of it was just about the most Dean could ask for.

#destiel #suptober22 #fingers

[ideas-on-paper]

NieR: Automata Ver. 1.1a Quick Review - Episode 3

[WARNING: CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE GAME AND ANIME]

[CW: ROBOGORE]

With Episode 3 of the Nier Automata anime being officially out, we're finally getting into territory of the first story mission - a sequence which I was very curious to see adapted. And let me just say: They did a marvelous job with it.

We start off with a scene of 2B and 9S passing through the City Ruins, 9S providing information about the old city along the way. However, they are not alone, but traveling together with the Resistance members they saved in the previous episode. From the get-go, this establishes a way more intimate relationship between our protagonists and the Resistance: In the game, you just kinda pop into the camp from time to time, get your stuff, say "k thanks bye" and take your leave. On the other hand, you get the feeling that there is actual bonding between 2B and 9S and the Resistance members in the anime, which makes their entire interaction feel so much more real.

The Resistance Camp itself also seems to be a lot of better protected: Before they can enter, a lookout from the Resistance has to give his comrades inside the walls the all-clear to open the secret gateway leading into it. (At least that seems a lot more safe than in the game, where any machines could just… y'know, stroll in if they just happen to turn the right corner.)

After the intro, we get to see 9S walking around in the busy Resistance Camp, with 24D, a radio speaker only mentioned in one of the weapon stories, making a cameo appearance as a broadcast moderator. Shortly after, 2B and 9S are addressed by both the weapon merchant and item shop owner from the game, the latter being able to walk with a crutch now (and the guy talked me into getting stuff for him because he can't use his leg; what a scam). While they try their best to advertise their wares and ask if the two YoRHa andoirds have anything to sell, one of the merchants notices 9S' knapsack, asking him what's inside of it. However, 9S only puts his finger in front of his mouth and answers with a secretive grin "I won't tell". (Funnily enough, there is a remark by Yoko Taro that 9S only keeps tissues in his bag; however, while everyone else seems to have interpreted this as "tissue paper", I thought of it as actual, synthetic tissue - you know, for field repairs in case some of his own gets scraped off during battles. To this day, I don't know whether my interpretation is correct - but honestly, if it isn't, this has to be the best misunderstanding ever, and I've no intention to correct it.)

Lily then approaches them and asks 2B and 9S to have a private chat, finally introducing herself to them as the leader of the Resistance (while still absentmindedly thinking about 2B's resemblance to No. 2). Not long after, Jackass makes her entrance, greeting Lily and expressing relief to see her unharmed. Upon noticing 2B and 9S, Lily explains that they're YoRHa units sent by the Council of Humanity - a fact that Jackass is more than a bit ecstatic about.

Meanwhile, up in the Bunker, the Commander gives a speech to the Operators, explaining that they didn't send 2B and 9S down there to assist the Resistance. They deployed them because YoRHa lost connection to their previous contact in the region, and in addition, they want to study the unusual behavior the machines have been displaying lately. Furthermore, due to the risk of a virus infection, the Commander intends to use the Resistance as cannon fodder in a worst case scenario to buy YoRHa more time. (Hearing this, you might wonder whether the Commander was actually aware of the impending infiltration of the server by the machines that happens at the start of Route C.)

We then cut back to Jackass, who excitedly asks 9S if she could dissemble him to see how he ticks - for scientific reasons, of course. When 9S politely refuses (love how they integrated that dialogue option here), Jackass is slightly disappointed, but says she would love to dissect one of their pods instead. However, when the pods comment on her alarming, erratic behavior and recommend terminating her, she gets so annoyed that she gives up on the endeavor.

Finally, they get back to business, with Jackass showing them a holographic map of the desert region and explaining they've been encountering more and more aggressive machines lately. Although Lily has reservations about sending 2B and 9S into the desert because of the danger, she eventually agrees to it, leading to Jackass teaming up with the YoRHa androids and getting them a truck to take them there. (Driver service, wohoo! Now 2B and 9S don't have to walk everywhere by foot 10,000 years in the future.) While the trio hits the road, Lily melancholically turns on the jukebox and reminiscences about the friends she lost in the past.

With the desert theme from the jukebox seamlessly transitioning into the background music, 2B receives a transmission from 6O while riding on the back of the truck, telling her to be careful and pack enough supplies. While 2B thinks her operator worries too much, 9S comments that she's way better than 21O, who is very strict with 9S and always treats him like a child. 2B counters his remark with a curt "That says more about you than about her". (Damn 2B, did you really have to burn that boy so much?)

Finally, they arrive at the entrance to the desert, Jackass detonating a pre-installed bomb to remove the road blockade obstructing their way. When she drives on again, 9S loses his balance from the sudden movement, but 2B catches him just in time so he falls into her arms like a damsel. (The wet dream of any 2B9S shippers, I suppose.) As soon as the vehicle gains speed, the pods (which have been holding onto the rear of the car with their little arms), also announce their disagreement with being left behind, because… for some reason, they just float awkwardly in the air instead of following the car? Seriously? Two support units that can literally fly, and still get lost if you so much as shift up a gear? How useless can you be? (And to think they misused the voice of my baby Legion for this…)

Anyway, they somehow manage to pick them up again, with 2B petting her pod on the back of the car afterwards (because metal boxes need to be consoled with loving caresses, apparently). While driving through the desert, Jackass comments that she's glad the Council of Humanity finally sent help, but 9S admits that this isn't the real reason why they're here. However, before Jackass can respond, they have to stop abruptly on one of the dunes.

Following this, we get our first battle scene of this episode, with 2B and 9S facing a bunch of machines that emerged from the sands. While 2B disposes of the smaller ones with her swift, elegant swordplay, 9S decides to hack into the larger Goliath to take it out. Once again, we see him dive into the familiar grid, but once he pushes forward to the core, he finds a door, and behind it, a three-dimensional memory recording: He is standing on a roof, witnessing a ceremony performed by masked people from above. (From what I know of Nier, I suspect it might be the ancient human inhabitants of the Kingdom of Charade; not that I'm an expert on the lore - and I have no ambition to be, honestly - but I suppose fans of Nier and Drankengard would have a blast right now). Beside 9S, a smaller machine seems to have great fun watching the spectacle, but as soon as it notices 9S, it gets angry and tells him not to disturb. It turns out to be the consciousness of the Goliath he hacked into, and as 9S slices through it with the digital equivalent of his sword, it dissolves into particles of code. Back in the real-life world, the Goliath is rendered immobile by the attack, with 2B dealing the finishing blow.

After disposing of the machines, they find Jackass excitedly examining their remains. However, Jackass quickly catches herself, commending the two YoRHa androids for their work while also picking up their conversation from earlier. She assumes correctly that YoRHa intends to use the Resistance as a mere shield, but promises to not tell Lily or the others anything to leave them some (false) hope. However, they get distracted by a left-over machine jumping out of the sand, which expresses fear at seeing its dead companions and spontaneously decides to flee. Her scientific curiosity being awakened, Jackass is the first to run after it, with 2B and 9S following suit.

We cut right to the three of them arriving at the Desert Apartment Complex, where 9S promptly loses contact to 21O because of an unknown signal disturbing the frequency. Trying to find the source of the signal and following the run-away machine, they go deeper into the ruins.

During the course of their search, they stumble on masses upon masses of dead androids arranged in some kind of morbid display; on some bodies, the outer layer of skin has peeled off, so you can see the metal plating and synthetic flesh underneath. Among the dead androids, they also find the former contact person of YoRHa assigned to the area, who is leaning dead against a pillar. Aside from that, they also find a rather disturbing amalgam of what seems to be a normal machine body and a white, flesh-like substance with ominous eye symbols on it (again, probably another Nier/Drankengard reference hardcore fans will geek out over).

Finally, they arrive in the room where the source of the signal is located, which appears to be a bunch of machines stacked on top of each other rambling seemingly nonsensical phrases. While Jackass is elated to have found such an abundance of "samples" for her studies, 2B notes that the signal is not hostile, with 9S suggesting it might be some sort of grave. However, before they can ponder the matter further, there is a sudden earthquake and the ground gives way beneath them. Jackass manages to save herself with a grappling hook, but the two YoRHa androids lose their footing and get sucked into the quicksand.

Soon, they notice that they've fallen into a large cave, and while 2B and 9S slowly descend with their pods, they come to the shocking realization that the ceiling of the cavern is supported by pillars made of the bodies of machines.

When they land at the bottom, they find a small gathering of machines, which are actually imitating the act of human love making this time! As the people who've read my review of the previous episode might remember, the machines reading instead of trying to enjoy sexy time was my biggest complaint about the previous episode, as it just would've taken away so much of the implications. However, now that they've shown us what the proper scene looks like, all shall be forgiven, and you can consider my previous criticism withdrawn. ;-)

9S, however, is anything but amused by the machines' love-crazed behavior, still convinced that there's no meaning behind their actions. When he draws his weapon, all of the machines have a breakdown and start their famous chant of "This cannot continue". The machines frantically running around, climbing up the pillars to form a huge sphere and the subsequent birth of Adam play out much the same as in the game, with one key difference: When Adam drops to the ground, you can actually see his metal skeleton for a brief moment before his artificial skin grows over it. This is another change I absolutely adore, and as a huge robogore freak, I might have screamed a little in delight. xD

With 9S telling his pod to open fire, the confused Adam asks "Why… fight?" - and even though it should be mandatory, I'm going to take a brief second to say that I was so glad they kept this line. (I was stark raving mad when I found out this was retconned in the novel adaptation.) Although the fight itself is rather short, the special effects (such as Adam's shields) look absolutely spectacular.

Same as in the game, once 2B and 9S manage to kill Adam, Eve grows from the stab wound in his chest, angrily screaming at the androids for killing his brother. However, as opposed to the game, Eve actually puts up quite a fight against 2B and 9S, warping himself away from 2B's attack and trying to counter it with a lightning strike from above (Eve is one hell of an ANGRY BOI ;-) ). Finally, 2B and 9S decide to flee, while Eve remains behind with the body of his dead brother in his arms.

I never believed I would say this, but I think I actually like this scene even better than in the game. Adam and Eve are two of my favorite characters (and tbh half the reason why I picked it up the game in the first place), and I'm so glad they did them justice. Whatever may come after, this scene alone was absolutely worth it.

This time, the outro skit involves puppet 2B and 9S giving a crash course on how to mount wild animals, both of them riding a boar and a moose, respectively. However, 2B doesn't quite have her riding skills under control, and, in the shape of a bowling ball, crashes into a few YoRHa members depicted as pins.

Although we recently received the news that the anime will be put on hold for an undefined time due to production issues during the pandemic, I think it's time for a brief résumé to answer the question "Is the anime worth watching?" If you want my humble opinion - and I'm saying this as someone who isn't the biggest fan of Nier Automata - I'd definitely say yes. The start might be a little rocky and the CGI looks quite horrendous in some places, but it very quickly picks up speed and sprinkles in some interesting changes, some of which actually give the story more depth. Overall, I'd say it's absolutely watchable, no matter whether you're a fan, a newbie, or someone like me who isn't really on board with all the creative decisions of the game. Of course, the big question is how the story will continue from here on, but as it stands now, we have to be a little more patient until then.

#nier automata #nier automata anime #nier automata ver1.1a #anime #anime review

[demonslayvr]

listen,  i know this is long but i’m not putting this under a read more.   

if    i   am able to blacklist and stay away from the people who want me to stay away from them then those on the other side who want   nothing   to do with me should be able to do the same.  if i make a mistake and follow you when you’re friends with someone who doesn’t want me around,  fine,  don’t follow me back or even soft block me and i’ll stay away and return to my lane.  i blacklist those who block me,  deal with it and move on.  going to people  and forcing people to make decisions on who to follow shouldn’t be how 2020 runs in the rpc  ;   the anxiety people feels when that is thrust upon them can throw people into panic attacks.  i don’t care if they choose you.  i don’t care if they choose me but what i   do  care about is the very concept of making mutuals   we both share   to make a decision  “  or else  “   they’ll condone everything i did when even  i   don’t condone my past behavior.   if i am able to blacklist and 99.9% of the time not see people i get uncomfortable seeing and happily continue writing  . .  this might be hard to hear,  especially from me,  but you should be able to do so as well.  

and hey.  i know blacklist doesn’t always work but i don’t complain to my mutuals for interacting with people i’m uncomfortable with myself.  i’m a bit more weary and cautious in interactions but i let it happen  --  i have and use my blacklist.  it’s probably,  at this point,  200+ people long as it includes people who have me blocked / softblocked me but it brings peace of mind.  people grow.  that’s how people work.  i’m not the same person i was when i was a toddler.  i learned and grew.  i’m not the same person i was when i was 16.  i learned and grew.  i’m not the same person i was when i was when i was 18,  19,  20  --  now.  you get the point.  people   constantly   learn,  grow,  make mistakes.  people change. 

i’m changing with time and reevaluations.  me going to therapy isn’t for me to  heal   but so much recognize my behavior and learn from it and   change.   healing should be for the other side.  on those who i hurt 100%.  its inherently toxic and unhealthy to believe that change or learning from mistakes proper is impossible and i won’t sit here saying i did nothing wrong like i did in the past few years  . .  because i did do so much wrong because i did.  and i won’t sit here either and stay silent about this anymore because i can’t. 

you don’t have to like me but for goodness sake stop forcing choices on people.  blocking me is  fine  but someone forcing you to do so shouldn’t be the reason you block me or cut ties because someone else told you to.  i’m standing up for myself this year  --  do the same.

2020 is the year i stand up for myself while still staying in my lane and   away   from those who have requested,  told me,  and implied such through soft blocks  /  full blocks.  people who have questions will be answered through im’s,  discord or asks.  anon is   off   and will be from now on.  i’m not going to tolerate people sending me hate,  threats and otherwise behind a mask.  i’ve had enough.  talk to me in person if you have a problem with me still so we can   both   move on,  stop stalking me as i can see you doing it through my statcounter  (    page views on old posts going over 10 views in one state / place.  yeah.  ).  stop using others to watch me from sidelines.  stop creating more drama when i’ve tried to keep to myself,  write here   (   because,  hey,  this place for me is how it is for you still:  an escape from how shit the world is and   to write.  )   and grow my muse and myself.

i’m never going to chase people that block me,  you’ll simply be blacklisted and left alone.  that’s it.  cheers.  enjoy your 2020 and new year. 

#{{ DO NOT REBLOG }} #{ LIKE THIS if you've read this. thanks. } #{ this is my last comment on this. i've made my apologizes. } #{ if you vague about me and this good for you. i don't literally care anymore. } #{ its a new decade and the last one was shit for everyone. } #{ i caused the shit. the lying. the trauma. i know. but this is a new decade. } #{ i'm trying to grow and i won't let people dragging uninvolved people ruin that } #{ cheers. } #🔥 // i'm here because a jackass devil dragged me in kicking and screaming. howdy demons its ya boy ! ( mun )

[thegamingmonk]

Encanto Headcanons #3

This family gives me so much brainrot, it's not even funny.

Dolores heard of ‘Ignorance is bliss’ and thought “Damn, must be nice-”.

All the triplets are one minor inconvenience away from snapping. Especially Julieta. Pepa and Bruno not so much since they let out their chaos more often than their sister.

Camilo gets his knife cat face from Pepa when she was younger.

Camilo is a full blown mommy's boy, born and raised. Nobody could hold him longer than 5 minutes unless it was Pepa when he was a baby.

Antonio more of a daddy's boy, Félix always helping his son adjust to his newly acquired gift. Dolores is close to both her parents; spoiled rotten by Félix and relating the most to Pepa.

Out of boredom and fun, Félix and Agustín would try playing cards (Go Fish) with each of the baby grandkids to see who would get the concept faster. Mirabel was the fastest to understand.

For personal reasons, Isabela is banned from playing uno, monopoly, and any other family-ruining games.

Pepa, Dolores, and Julieta can only play for so long until they become problems too.

To everyone's surprise, the Cool sister's competitive nature comes from Julieta. Agustín doesn't have a single competitive bone in his body. Meanwhile Julieta gets so invested in a game of Monopoly that it's slightly terrifying.

Nobody knew where Mirabel got her sassiness from until they encountered a very tired and almost-done-with-life Julieta.

The Cool sisters have moments where they inherited Agustín’s accident-prone nature. The amount of convincing Isabela has to do to get Mirabel and Luisa to not laugh about her tripping over her own plants.

Now that I think about it, all the Madrigals are clumsy in their own ways (we see from young Alma, Bruno, Camilo, Pepa, Mirabel, and of course, Agustín our accident prone king). It just runs in the family. Thanks Alma.

When Isabela started experimenting with creating four leaf clovers, best believe Bruno was on that market.

For the first couple of weeks that Bruno came back, Luisa became his Madrigal-assigned bodyguard to protect him from the weary/angry/jackass villagers reacting to his return. Really, she just wanted to be around her tio again and volunteered to do it.

Bruno didn't mind too much, but it does do something to your confidence when your sobrina ends up being your protection.

More or less, this led to a lot of uncle-niece bonding time consisting of the two helping around the village, sitting under trees, and relaxing during Luisa-mandatory breaks.

Luisa starts to really like rats. She finds them so cute and tiny with their weird tails.

Anytime Pepa snows, Camilo thinks its funny to just make her a mini snowman army in the snow piles she leaves. At first she didn't find it amusing to just turn around and see a bunch of snowmen but now actually turns out quite fond of them.

You know how when Elsa is sick, she makes snowgies? That but it's Pepa being sick and she makes "cloudbebes".

Dolores, Félix, and Antonio adores them. Camilo finds them annoying since they always zap him with static.

That's only if she has a small cold. Pepa with a fever probably sets up the movie "2012".

Mirabel, Félix, and Dolores could honestly be a band if they wanted to. Félix on guitar, Mirabel on accordion, and Dolores on piano. Abuela is considering Madrigal concerts with the three.

During a card game with Camilo, Mirabel, and Dolores, Alma decided to join it. Halfway through the session, it turned into Alma teaching the kids her skills on how she wins every game. You don't live this long and don't learn a thing or two.

Mirabel knows a few magic tricks from wanting to prove she can do magic as well in the family.

The trick where a card appears out of thin air always gets Camilo.

Dolores is still trying to figure out how in the world that peso got behind her ear without her hearing it.

Sometimes when everyone's schedule is just absolutely flooded, the adults trust Casita enough for babysitting duty (Casita the best babysitter).

Casita was the mvp of the whole movie.

Casita "Imma be Mirabel's main supporter through the entire movie" Madrigal.

Mariano instantly fit in as one of the grandchildren, nobody even questioned it.

He starts to hang around the Casita and stay for dinner more and more often. Abuela doesn't know if this is purely for Dolores or just because he's attached to this family.

Catch Mariano letting Antonio sit on his shoulders ever so casually at almost a constant basis.

A whole family discussion could be happening and Mariano is standing there with Antonio playing with his stuffed jaguar on the Guzman's shoulders.

Bruno is not one for confrontation but if anyone was to mess with any of his family, he's ready to whip up the most horrific prophecy to scare the life out of the person at hand.

One would think Bruno is not good with kids due to his social anxiety, but he's fantastic with them. He misses all the time he could've had with his nieces and nephews during his time in the walls.

Bruno regrets missing out on his sobrinas' quinces. He wishes to make up for that lost time and dances some day. (Unsure if males have a similar thing, but if so, he'd regret missing Camilo's as well) (also also let me know cause I'm genuinely curious and don't trust Google).

Everyone fears Bruno disappearing again, but one of the Madrigals who fear it the most is Antonio. He just got his tio, that he didn't even know was around, back and is firmly attached to the man. If Bruno can disappear once, he could again, and that's what scares Antonio the most. If he goes without seeing Bruno for a whole day, he starts to panic and worry. This often leads to a Bruno-Antonio sleepover in the youngest's room; rats invited!

If anyone tells me Casita is not a Madrigal family member, we fighting on sight. Anyhoos~

If anyone Colombian or Latino would like to let me know more about the culture, I would absolutely love that! Movies like Encanto gets me so interested into learning about other cultures (a reason why I want to travel the world one day). That's it for now!

#encanto #encanto headcanons #la familia madrigal #mirabel madrigal #alma madrigal #julieta madrigal #pepa madrigal #bruno madrigal #agustin madrigal #felix madrigal #isabela madrigal #luisa madrigal #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #antonio madrigal #casita madrigal #mariano guzman #disney #i love this family very much