#this fic’s story actually came to me in a dream btw
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ok ok ok to add onto your response (ty btw) imagine, bobs going through all his old boy boy scout stuff and he finds the badges and you ask about the one with the tree on it (idk boy scout shit i’m australian) and he goes “wilderness exploration badge, best in my troupe” and then he just stands and lifts you up and just goes “i think i wanna re-earn it, ma’am”
i’d be dead honestly.
he is just so dreamy but he ABSOLUTELY fucks.
and like, i bet with PDA and everything he blushes but if someone comments on you being loud in bed he gets like proud and kinda sits a bit straighter with a smirk on his face??
idk
bob fucks
naur because this,,,THIS,,,has me barking. it has me how you say growling. i’m so thankful you came back to add on cause oh LORD 😫 i’m aboutta bust
had to write an obligatory fic to this so we all can have something to dream about at night
THE VIEW
Pairing: Bob x Reader
Summary: 🐱 worship cause we all know Bob is a pro at it
“What is all this stuff?” You ask, walking into your living room.
Bob was sat on the floor surrounded by opened boxes. Each was full of what looked to be photographs, papers and more pins than you thought possible.
“My old stuff.” He explained, turning to face you. “My mom dropped it off. She said she found it in the attic and wanted to drop it off.”
You picked up a photo from the closest box and smiled.
It was of Bob, back when he was probably around 6 or 7. He was surrounded by a bunch of other boys but easily distinguishable due to his thick rimmed glasses. They were wearing adorable little Boy Scout vests, stood in front of a campsite.
“You were a scout?” You laugh, coming to sit by him.
“Best in my troop.” He smiled up at you, pushing away some boxes to make room. You sat next to him and began looking at the pins.
You hummed in response and grabbed a pin with a black top hat on it.
“What’s this one?” You ask, leaning your head on his shoulder.
“This one is the ‘Best Gentleman’ badge.” He explained. “It’s not actually a real badge, the other boys made it to make fun of me for always calling our Scout leaders wife ‘ma’am’.”
You laughed, taking the pin and buttoning it to his shirt. “They may have been making fun of you but they weren’t wrong. You are quiet the gentleman.”
“Why thank you, ma’am.” He said, dipping down to press a quick kiss to your lips.
You went through a few other boxes, looking at the pins and awards he’d received. Along the way, it evolved from Boy Scouts to his high school awards and then those from the Naval Academy. You’d always known how smart he was but seeing it on paper was somehow even more impressive.
“What’s this one?” You asked, pulling out a stray pin from the Academy papers.
“Hm? Oh that one is the Wilderness Explorer badge.”
“It’s so rusty.” The backing of the pin had turned from silver to bronze and the needle looked like it could probably give someone tetanus.
He took the pin from you to avoid any possibility of you hurting yourself. “It’s definitely seen better days. I had it on when I got caught in the rain one night and didn’t take proper care of it. I wasn’t the biggest fan of what we had to do to get it.”
That sounded like a story. “What’d you have to do?”
Bob sighed, getting from the ground and onto the couch. He offered you a hand which you accepted and pulled yourself onto the couch with him. He positioned your legs across his lap, gently running his fingers across your exposed upper thigh.
“They send us out as like a group of six and tell us we have to survive in the wild for like three days. We’re given a fair amount of food but we have to make the fires, pitch the tents, keep ourselves sane so we don’t go all ‘Lord of the Flies’ on each other.” He leans his head back as he talks, closing his eyes while his fingers dance upwards.
“Looking back at it, I bet the adults were really close but we were all too scared to go farther than like 50 feet from the camp. It wasn’t necessarily hard or anything, it was just so boring. Most of the guys used it as free time to jack off or say bad words and left the work for me.”
You smirked. Of course Bob would be the one who’d do all the work.
“In the end, I was the only one who got the badge which only furthers the fact that the adults were somehow watching the whole time. The other boys hated me for it and tried to steal it a bunch so when it started to get rusty, I gave up caring about it.”
His fingers were playing with the hem of your sleep shorts and you couldn’t help the way your body was reacting.
You felt guilty - Bob was talking about his childhood and here you were, getting horny like a schoolgirl. But his fingers were like magic and sparks danced across your skin.
“The other boys were given the offer to go again to the woods for their badges but no one wanted to go without me. To use me - I mean.”
You placed your hand over his, hoping he’d get the hint and stop. He didn’t.
“Bob…” You muttered in a warning tone. His head snapped back up, looking at you.
“Ah sorry baby, I didn’t realize what I was doing.” He didn’t look too apologetic.
You cleared your throat. “It’s okay. Is there any more to the story?”
He nodded, leaning his head back again. “They ended up taking away the badge. At least for my troop since some parents started complaining it ‘wasn’t fair’ only one person had it.”
No. What ‘wasn’t fair’ was the way his fingers were moving again, travelling between your thighs. You could feel yourself growing needier as his fingers moved higher. He had a smile pulling on his lips and you knew he knew exactly what he was doing.
“Bob.” You were a bit more harsh this time. Obviously he was doing this on purpose.
“Sorry sweetheart, I just can’t help myself when you wear these shorts.”
Sleep shorts were his weakness. Actually, anything that showed your thighs was his weakness. Bob was a thigh man through and through.
He sits back up, sitting diagonally on the couch, pulling your legs to wrap around his waist.
“Robert!” You cry with a laugh, surprised by his sudden boldness. He typically wasn’t the one to initiate things but you weren’t complaining.
He placed his hands over your hips, pulling you up so your lower back was raised.
“I changed my mind.” He smirked. “Legs up honey.”
You placed your legs over his shoulders and readjusted into a move comfortable position.
“I think I want to re-earn that badge, ma’am.”
You turned crimson, immediately feeling yourself grow even more needy.
He pressed a soft kiss to your inner thigh, breathing you in. “Are you gonna let me?”
“Please.” was all you could muster out.
He wasted no time ravishing your thighs, alternating between kissing and biting until he had made his way down. The wetness on your thighs only added to the what was growing in your core.
Your shorts were loose enough to have slipped up, exposing your panties through the openings. This, seemingly, was not good enough as Bob wanted all of you.
He pulled your shorts and panties off in a swift movement, up around around your legs, and you felt them fall from your ankles.
He looked down on you and you tried to hold back from being self conscious. It wasn’t often you let him this up close and personal with your lower half, at least with the lights on, and you had to resist the urge to close your thighs.
“You smell so good.” He mused, inhaling deeply. He pressed his nose against you before diving in completely.
You couldn’t help but cry out at the sudden sensation. His lips instantly found your clit as his tongue flicked out at random intervals.
He continued like a starved man, licking and sucking like this was his first and last ever meal. Your swear you saw fireworks.
You moaned at the sensation, trying to grind yourself against him but finding it difficult at this angle.
“I got you, baby.” He muttered against you. “So good, so pretty.”
He brought one hand to your core, using his fingers to spread you apart even more. His tongue went deeper, fucking into you.
“Fuck, Bob! A-ah, right there.” His nose was pressed to your clit while his fingers had joined his tongue inside you. He had found your g-spot easier than was seemingly possible but this was Bob and he was a god when it came to this.
You tried to grab onto him and settled for gripping the arm that was wrapped around your waist.
You felt him smile against you, never relenting his motion. You knew he loved this. Hearing you so desperate for him as he made you feel better than anyone ever had before.
“Ngh - Bobby, feels so good.” Your head was spinning and you could tell you were about to cum embarrassingly fast.
He moved back to sucking on your clit while his fingers kept hitting that wonderful spot inside you.
“I can feel you clenching around me.” He said it like a fact. It was a Monday. It’s sunny outside. Jesus, he was going to be the death of you.
His eyes flicked up to yours and you bit back the whine in your throat. His eyes were blown behind glasses that had completely fogged up.
“Gonna come soon?” He murmured, already knowing the answer.
You nodded vigorously as he continued eating you out. His lips on your clit and fingers curled inside you cause you to come faster than should have ever been possible.
You cried out, gripping even harder on his arm as you came. He kept going through your orgasm, drinking you like a perfectly aged whiskey, only slowing when you were finally twitching with overstimulation.
He let your legs fall from his shoulders as he leaned back, mouth drenched in your fluids. He panted and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Think I re-earned it?” He looked so smug about it.
“Jesus, I think they need to make another new one just for you.” You said, searching for your shorts.
You found both your shorts and your phone, picking them both up. You checked your messages and found one from Phoenix.
It was a selfie of her and Rooster, standing in front of an open window. You squinted at first, trying to figure out what you were looking at. And then it hit you.
In the background, you could see Bobs back and your legs. Everything else was covered by Rooster but you still were mortified.
‘Came by to drop something off, left it on the doormat. Bradley and I say close your blinds xoxo’
Christ.
#top gun smut#bob floyd#bob floyd x reader#bob floyd smut#bob floyd x reader smut#bob fucks#bob floyd fucks#bob is pushay eating king
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I always felt Vmin supporters were better then Tkk. They aren't & this enlistment has proved it. Watching Vmin & TK supporters make tweets saying they hope Vmin use the buddy system or that they were confident they would go together, writing their war romance novels & fanart. Same with Tkk. Tweets saying they hope Tk use the buddy system or clinging to something young Tae said about enlisting with Jk. Now that Jikook are, Vmin & Tkk changed their story. Saying this proves Jikook aren't real, cause they would face consequences if they ever came out, for enlisting as undercover queer men using their companion program.
Now wait a minute. Does this mean Tkk & Vmin supporters are publicly announcing they think Vmin & Tk are not romantically involved, since they wanted them to enlist together? This argument would apply to Tk & Vmin, too. So I'm just wondering, if you ship Vmin & Tk romantically in the first place, by this logic you are claiming about Jikook, then why were you praying for them to enlist together in the first place then, then threw a tantrum and cried foul, when they didn't? Hmnnn ?? See using this logic NOW that Jikook enlisted, isn't the gotcha Vmin & Tkk are making it out to be. You either exposed yourself not thinking Vmin and TK are actually romantically involved, cause you yourselves wanted them to enlist together or that you are all pathetic, bitter hypocites lying about consequences for Jikook, to justify your favs not enlisting, cause you mad. So which is it?
BTW, the odds of Jikook ever coming out, is very slim anyways. At least while in BTS, if ever. So maybe if they knew they were never coming out, they did it and took the risk to still be together. And you can't make up lies about Jikook's future and what will happen, cause your dreams got shattered. Want me to pull up your dirty fics about TK in military screwing on cots or your Vmin fanart holding hands in the military bathroom. You
Vmin is one of my favorite ships go easy😔
Jikook just blew them off the the best friends chart with this military service stunt and VMin have lost the bragging rights about being true soulmates in BTS😔
I'm happy for Jikook but I'm low key experiencing heartbreak when I see people make fun of vmin😢
I would love to read the VMin in military fanfic😔
Happy for Jikook😙
Sad for vmin😔
Happy 🤭
Sad😭😭😭😭😭😭
I'm lowkey going through it so take it easy on vmin mi beg yuh💀
I can't mourn Tuktuk they never had legs to stand on in the first place 🥴
But VMIN? There was a real chance there they could have served together if Jikook weren't a couple😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Couples trump besties and this is just Jikook bullying all other ships in BTS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
And I'm guilty for harboring wishful romantic thoughts about VMIN too so I can't even judge anyone🥴
My guilty fics are the ones where V pines Jimin and eventually Jimin chooses him🥲
Don't worry I have my clown suit ironed
I know they are best friends but come on there's something visually pleasing seeing them together
They talk the big friendship talk but sometimes it feels they don't walk the talk cos how are you two soulmates and best friends but aren't the ones doing the buddy program together?????????????????
THE MATHS AINT MATHING VMIN MAKE IT MAKE SENSE😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
The only explanation to why VMin aren't serving together is that Jikook are dating period. Jimin protects V more than any member in BTS he could have insisted V serve with him so he protects him. Even better, they could have protected eachother😭
Why is Jimin serving with Jungkook they aren't even best friends 🤡
Vmin is easily defined as the soul mates, Tae Kook are defined as the crime partners and some how they always skirt around what Jikook are- are they best friends too? If they are best friends then VMin can't be the best friends of the group cos Jimin can only have one best friend out of all his friends-
And if Jikook are best friends too then we can all agree they are the bestest friends out of the best friends group- yet that's not the narrative right? No, cos it's Jikook hate eachother, they fake their friendship for the cameras, they aren't even that close, FAN SERVICE, they never interact online therefore they are not even friends and my personal fav- THEY ARE JUST FRIENDS.
Cool. Just friends. VMIN ARE FRIENDS TOO WHY ARE THEY NOT SERVING TOGETHER? THATS WHAT FRIENDS DO RIGHT? SAME AGE CALL THEMSELVES SOULMATES AND CHINGUS SWEAR UP AMD DOWN THEY ARE ALWAYS THERE FOR EACH OTHER- WHICH IS TRUE- BUT WHY THE FUCK ARE THEY NOT SERVING?🤡
I'm sorry but Jikook has ended VMIN.
They ended Tae Kook 2017.
At the end of the day, couples trump besties🥲
Vmin can cuddle up all they want, Tae Kook can buddy up all they want JIKOOK WILL ALWAYS PUT THEIR RELATIONSHIP NEEDS FIRST. THEY CAN NEVER AND WILL NEVER INVALIDATE JIKOOK.
WE'VE EARNED THAT BRAGGING RIGHT RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW
When we tell insecure shippers not to sweat the side friendships or assume jikook are in a relationship with those side friends they don't understand.
JIKOOK DO HAVE A MEANINGFUL RELATIONSHIP
THE MOST MEANINGFUL RELATIONSHIP OUT OF ALL BTS KNOCKING VMIN OFF THAT VERY HIGH PEDESTAL THEY'VE PLACED THEMSELVES ON
IF YOUR SHIP IS REAL LET THEM SERVE TOGETHER AND LETS SEE
LET THEM THEY CAN'T DIVIDE OUR LOVE AND LETS SEE
LET THEM STANDING NEXT TO YOU AND LETS SEE
All that said, am I going to stop shipping Vmin??
Nope. Never
I'm addicted to my own fantasies about them to let Jikook proving yet again that they are a couple deter me from wishing silently for a vmin French kiss on screen🥲
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My subconscious gave me another Patrick dream. (I think it's interesting that I seem to dream about Patrick way more than I dream about Pete, my subconscious almost never has me interacting with Pete, I seem to be hanging out with Patrick all the time.)
In this one, I was at a concert, but it was a weird concert, it was more like a banquet, we were all sitting around tables, and Pete kept randomly appearing to hand out t-shirts to people. And then suddenly Patrick came over to me and he knew who I was. This is awful hahaha. Complete and utter nightmare. He said that he had read "the pirate story," and I was in my head, like, Pete Wentz definitely made him read that, Patrick is not just out here reading the fic. And then Patrick said very delicately, "It was good but i don't think I'd read it again," which is honestly objectively kind of rude to say to a writer hahaha but I figured it was him being very polite about my having written this story about him in the first place!
So I was just like, "I would not expect you to," because I wouldn't have expected him to read it at all, and then I tried to change the subject away from him being a character in my story to talk about how much research I had done into the 1660s (????) and how every single reference to a painting or a book or something was accurate, and he did look impressed at that.
Then we took a picture together and my brain made him much taller than me, which he wouldn't be IRL but I'm so used to people being much taller than me that I don't think my brain can imagine any other possibility hahahaha. Anyway, it was a nice photo, he leaned in close, and he was wearing his fedora, too, btw.
SO ANYWAY, my takeaway is Patrick wasn't angry about this pirate story and was tactful and gracious about the whole thing and did think it was good (and by implication in the dream I remember being kind of proud that Pete must have liked it so much that he actually made Patrick read it hahahaha) but also I HAVEN'T WRITTEN A PIRATE STORY hahahahaha. Did Patrick Stump somehow send me a dream message that he wants me to write a pirate story????????
(My other takeaway is I'm terrible at research and hate it so now that I'm awake it's absolutely hilarious to me that dream!me was defending my fic by saying how well-researched it was hahahah I could never use that defense IRL)
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For the ask game : S A L U T (french for "hi" I amost wrote "cock" btw but it made me laugh so much I got embarrassed)
(for A : you pick! If you have a fun anecdote about one of your fic titles <3)
S: Any fandom tropes you can’t resist?
(I answered this one a little bit ago lol so copy + paste)
besides the corn prompts?
Voldemort being a total simp over Harry. Like feral obsessed. So enraptured he would sacrifice a death eater just to be in the same room with him.
Harry being forced to make a horcrux
Harry being remade into a horcrux or getting horcrux pt2
anything that focuses on their connection and codependencies
Parseltounge
A: How did you come up with the title to His Brave Boy?
Me and my beta came up with it. We came up with it first because I said it like.. once? I in the fic, and then went back and said it again and again because it was just so sweet.
One of my favorite things i've ever written but I know its not going to get very popular so I'm just kind of like :/ right now.
L: How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?
Well, I edit over and over AS I write then I usually do a good hard edit once I finish so like... I don't know how to count that.
U : Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.
Latley?
Evaleon70 - one of those situations where all that creativity was overflowing and when the damn finally broke its kick ass story after kickass story. @i-dream-of-libraries
Ghosty - this is gonna sound crazy but so many good drabbles on twitter that i adore (and im so irritated they don't post them on ao3 because BESTIE you're gonna lose them 😭 ) actually idk their ao3 yet but we are working on something 🌶️ together 👀
Leafiloaf - also writer? No. But who woudn't want to include them in a faves list? Their art is always on point and gives my brain a million different ideas and makes me want to drop current wip against my will to go write them. @leafiloaf
T: Any fandom tropes you can’t stand?
I kind of already answered this one again in another one so (copy+Paste)
Im going to answer this softly and not with the Hard corn topics.
Furry stuff freaks me out. Like life your best life, but the fur and animal features and behavior make me feel unwell. But omegaverse stuff where everyone looks human? I can get on that.
I think established relationship is something i can't do simply because i LOVE the build up and chase. I have a really hard time reading it.
Infidelity. Nope I would rather they murder their spouse than cheat.
The humiliation stuff. Like Harry being humiliated in front of death eaters? (especially with the corn/ voyerims stuff) it makes me so uncomfy.
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summer reading list except byler edition (all AO3) - im still reading new fics btw so there’ll be updates on this post (updated 10/22)
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a dream always the same
Mike learns more about himself in four months than he has in fourteen years and comes to realise that he's fallen in love with his best friend.
A four part historically accurate coming of age story set between July and October 1985.
this one is my number one, its set between the battle of starcourt and when the byers move away, its from mikes pov and not short of amazingly written, it includes all of the canon events in the show towards the end of the s3 finale but manages to tie them in really well, absolutely read this
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over a bridge of time
Hawkins isn't the same without Will. So Mike goes to visit him in Chicago.
Set during Thanksgiving in November 1985.
this is a sequel to adats, same thing goes for this work, but be warned, this is the second (but not last) completed work in a series, so its gonna end on a cliffhanger/unresolved problems like the first fic
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the red envelope
Will writes a letter to Mike, confessing everything. Unknowingly and stupidly, he lets Mike take the envelope home, forgetting just the amount of secrets inside. At the end of the letter he tells Mike to meet him at Castle Byers Saturday at two, to tell him yes or no. Because of course Will had to ask for Mike to be his boyfriend at the end of the letter. So now Will has two choices, somehow get the letter back, or wait at Castle Byers praying for a miracle?
this one is good, it has an interesting concept and was “will they or wont they?” for me. u can read the sequel, but i really dont like because 1. smut (ew, but dont worry only the sequel has it) 2. it follows a will byers has powers trope, and i dont care for it
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touch like velvet
It was easy for Will Byers to fall in love with Mike Wheeler.
The trouble came when he had to pretend it wasn't real.
this one is an au of will and mike not meeting until they’re 17, there is no upside down and el isnt a lab experiment but instead a normal person. will still has the rest of the party, but its sort of split in two. will, lucas, and dustin are all bsfs, and el and max are gfs who are coworkers/friends with mike. this one i truly recommend so so much. its a lengthy slowburn, but it is unfinished and updates slow
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im tearing you asunder
The world ends, and then some. Mike and Will find each other again, amidst the debris and distance.
someone made AMAZING fanart based off of this which ill link here. but anyways this ones really nice, mike isnt an asshole and actually treats will like a friend. its a lead off of the s4 finale and ive been obsessed with those fanfics rn. (if you have any recs please comment them🙏)
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kiss it better
Mike and Will, through the years and in between the lines of friendship and something more.
i LOVE young mike and will and this one has plenty. it has byler scenarios over the course of their friendship from 5 to 18 which shows their relationship evolving the years. its a great concept in it of itself. but yeah, please read this one
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let me lead
this one just has a snippet of the fic so ill try to explain. basically this is a lead off of s4, so pretty much everyone thinks this is their last night alive, and to which mike says “screw it” and invites will over and confronts him about some things
so for my opinion, they wrote it in a scenario like, if i dont say what i think/feel now…when will i? which is great because it helps move things along quickly, so its not exactly a slowburn but they write everything in just under 6k words from el breaking up with mike, to an angsty fight, to byler confessing in a way that doesnt feel rushed
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pictures of you
Will is the last one left at Mike's house after a day playing DnD.
Mike brings out an old box, full of memories of their past.
ugh this one is short but its so good. it does a lot in under 3k words and is a great byler first kiss scenario
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a game of truths
Mike and Will play a game of truths.
this one is amazing, like the rest of the fanfics ive listed. its one of the more byler centric ones. most of it is just mike and will talking and having their moments. its really cute (esp with young mike and will) and does byler justice without writing two long paragraphs of them just making out.
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where is my mind?
On November 6th, 1985, Will Byers crashed his bicycle while riding home from the Wheeler household, damaging his head and waking up two days later with no recollection of who he was.
Plagued with the absence of his memories and a dark haired boy who refuses to tell Will his name, all Will Byers has to do is remember. That's the hard part.
this is by the same author that wrote “touch like velvet” and they’re a GENIUS. this one like the other fic, its an au aside from the upside down where will just suffers from memory loss instead of getting kidnapped and everything, but its really cute because its like no matter what will and mike still love each other
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static re-connection
A miles-apart, oblivious mutual pining, emotional summer vacation disaster-fest starring Mike, Will, and one incredibly unreliable radio connection.
miscommunication trope at its FINEST. once the angst started it hurt, the confession is great and we get plenty of mike and nancy sibling moments👍
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i never find out ‘til i’m head over heels
Wherein Mike believes he’s being obvious, Will doesn’t know what he believes, and the pair of them could use a lesson or two in effective communication. Somehow all of this has both nothing and everything to do with five years' worth of school dances.
this ones great but also kind of funny because will’s being the oblivious one instead of mike. its light angst btw so u dont have to worry abt your heart being ripped out of your chest.
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10/13/22
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head over heels
On their way to Hawkins, the group decides to stay at a motel for the night.
Mike and Will get a moment alone to talk.
i was praying for more byler scenes in volume 2 whether be at a gas station, motel, or literally anywhere else so this fanfic gave us what we deserved, but yea its really cute def recommend !!
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undertow
Will has never had his first kiss. Mike is happy to lend a hand
as you can tell its gonna be a mike teaching will how to kiss and those are always cute even tho ive only read two successful versions of this scenario. also madwheeler🫶🫶 its really fluffy and cute at the end so this was also a good 3am read
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force of gravity
Will loved ordinary things, an uneventful existence was something he craved. Sadly, when Mike Wheeler walks into his life, Will’s easy going path snaps right in half. A passion he could never imagine overtaking his whole being.
It was too bad their friend groups hated each other and his sister had a huge crush on the musician. Off limits.
Fantastic.
you already KNOW i had to include this one, its too good not too. and you probably already heard of this if not read it bc its like the most popular fanfic among the byler ship/fandom (it might as well be a fandom at this point) right now. but yea the amount of times when i thought they were gonna have a normal conversation but then start argueing is INSANE. hella angst. fluff if you look past the bucket loads of angst and just GO READ IT IF YOU HAVENT
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10/22/22
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to hell and back again
After Mike unwittingly stumbles into a series of interpersonal bombshells, he immediately sets out to find Will so he can find out what, exactly, that painting meant, and why Will lied about it. Unfortunately, Mike is obsessively obstinate and relentless to a fault, and he'll go to the literal ends of the earth to get the answers he needs.
Or: Mike and Will's Apocalypse Romcom Spectacular
this one is actually super underrated and i havent seen many people talking abt it, and the author has been updating the fic recently too. but ANYWAYS im on chapter 11 rn and its really giving apocalypse byler, what we’ve ALL been praying for for season 5🙏 but other than that its really good so far but OML MIKE NEEDS TO GET HIS PRIORITIES STRAIGHT FOR THE LOVE OF GOD AND ALL THINGS GOOD HE IS SO DOWN BAD ITS LAUGHABLE
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Pacifying The Blame
A/N- Hey guys! I have a publishing schedule and I shared it with you yesterday. Of course there may be setbacks so I apologize in advance but now enjoy the story because in my opinion this fic turned out good. Send me some feedback If you liked it though <3
Request from- Anonymous
Summary- Ellie blames reader for hiding the fact that she saved her from getting studied by the fireflies and they breakup but later, Ellie realizes how much she fucked up when she sees Reader at a party with another girl.
Warnings- Smut, angst, Ellie is angry with Reader ( I’m a sucker for angry Ellie btw that girl can do everything to me :) )
You woke up with a loud banging on your door. You sighed deeply as you got up. When you shuffled to open the outer door of the house, you questioned why Joel was in your small house at this hour. But before you could even open your mouth, Joel pushed you inside and thoroughly searched the already small house. You closed the outer door and folded your arms across your chest, watching what he was doing. You couldn't see much because you were sleepy and your eyes were half closed, and it was a bit like you were dreaming. Fortunately, Joel finished his inspection of the house and stood before you. “Where is she, Y/N?” he said in a single move without hesitation. It was obvious that he was running fast on the way here. He was obviously talking about Ellie, but Ellie was here. Your eyes suddenly opened and you looked at the side of the bed, but you still couldn't believe it and wanted to look at the place where the bathroom was, but she wasn't there either. Ellie was nowhere in the house. Turning hastily towards Joel, you met his usual scowl. That's when you started to panic.
“ I-I- I don't understand. She was with me last night. We drank and laughed and we-we. Holy shit! ” Actually, Ellie hadn't had anything to drink. She was sober all night. Ellie put you to sleep. No matter how much you wanted to avert your eyes from Joel, you couldn't succeed. He came up to you and held you by both shoulders and asked you to look at him in the eyes and tell the truth. “ Y/N, you're her girlfriend I'm pretty sure you know what happened. So please tell me and we can find her.” You asked Joel to speak more clearly. “ Guards saw her running of. Without saying anything. Do you know where she went? “ With no idea, you slipped out of Joel's arms and looked around. She should have left a note. She couldn't have just left in the middle of the night. She wouldn't do such a thing to Joel, and especially to you, whom she cares so much about.
But there was something that Joel and you had not noticed before. There was a note hanging on the cork board right behind her bed, and it was a miracle you had even seen it, for it was a small torn and handwritten note so that it could not be found. What was Ellie supposed to do that was so important? You almost ran to the clipboard and quickly ripped the note out.
‘ Don't worry about me but now I want some answers. I know you will come to see me, you know where i will be Y/N ‘
You wanted not to show Joel this note that you read with trembling hands. You thought it was all over. You thought that now a normal life, a decent life awaits you. Ellie wasn't going to stop because she knew you were lying. You really wished this was a dream. You wished that everything, everything she would do, would end. When you opened and closed your eyes, you were faced with the same view again. Tears streamed from your eyes. You walked slowly to Joel and reluctantly handed Joel the note you were holding with trembling fingers.
You knew he had read it when he began to scowl and raise his eyebrows. There was dead silence in the room. Joel crumpled the note in his hand and threw it on the floor, turned and quickly left the house. You ran after him and grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards you. “I'll come with you. “ He took his wrist from your hand and kept walking. He couldn't walk away without you. You two started it and you two were going to finish it. “Joel! Please wait up! “ He stopped but did not turn to you, his face still facing forward. You stepped in front of him and grabbed his chin with your fingers, making him look at you. "You can't just do this by yourself, Joel" was insisting on not looking at you, and you held his chin tighter so he was looking at you " let me help you. “He pulled his head out of your hands and shook his head no. He quickly walked away from there without looking back, and you couldn't just do anything and watched him disappear.
You wanted to go after him and be by his side. You wanted to say you saved Ellie to her face but have no regrets, but your feet couldn't even move from where you were. Your tears were flowing like floods. Of course, your conscience was never clear because of the lie you told your girlfriend, but that's what you had to do.
In order not to just stand there and do something silly, you went back to the house you shared with Ellie and after you went in and closed the door, you went to the side of her bed and laid there sniffing her pillow. You had no choice but to wait.
“ Y/N, you there? “ You opened your eyes at the sound of the radio and quickly got up from your bed. You picked up the radio and answered the leader. “Yeah, what's up? Are they here? “ Yes,” the woman said, taking a deep breath. Before she could answer, you turned off the radio and rushed out. You didn't expect to see Ellie in front of you. You held your breath and looked into her eyes. You tried to tell something with your eyes so that she would shout at you. You wanted her to hit you, just wanted her to tell you at least something. You did not say anything. You couldn't. Ellie glanced at you for a moment, then slammed her shoulder into you and slammed the door behind her.” Here we go Y/N” you said to yourself. Your instincts were telling you this would be very difficult, but you didn't listen to any of them. You owed her an explanation.
You walked into the house and saw her sitting there, on the corner of the bed, shaking her leg in anger. It was something you wanted so much at that moment to stop her and hug , but you did not dare and started to tell everything directly.
“ I-I mean ‘we’ didn't want to lose you. I loved you since the day I met you, Ellie. I couldn't do it. Joel was in the same way with me so I didn't force him to but I swear I have nothing to do with Marl- " She looked up to you so fatally that you had to interrupt yourself. The girl stood up and stared nervously into your eyes, right in front of you. You didn't know where to put your hands at that moment, you wanted to go backwards, but she was staring at you so deathly that you seemed nailed in place. You couldn't move. “We. are. done. Y/N,” she said, emphasizing every word. You heard the sound of your heart cracking and breaking. You were dizzy. You moved towards her, but she backed off and made a stop sign with her hand. “ Don't you dare see me again. I said we are done. Now go! “ You left the house without even looking at her face because she was so angry and not to go too far, and only one person you knew, who would understand you at that moment, came to your mind. Maria.
It was normal for you to still feel very tired and unhappy even after a few days, because all the days without Ellie had made you exhausted. She was your everything and the last thing you wanted to suddenly lose her like that. You haven't seen his face since the day she kicked you out of her house, you only saw her back, and even if she saw you, she would walk away without even looking at you. It was obvious that you were bored with this situation, and she couldn't be said to be very happy either.
You shared everything with each other. You always supported each other no matter what, but of course, she was very upset that she was lied to by her girlfriend and that a vaccine that could save all humanity could not be made because she was saved. She was right until the end, yelling and pushing and shoving you, but it was also meaningful that you loved her more than anyone else in the whole world, and it hurt so much to see her on that operating table at that moment, that you forcibly suppressed the urge to pull those cables attached to her and yell. You probably wouldn't have been able to deal with those doctors and soldiers if Joel wasn't around.
Neither of you knew it would come to this. Ellie said she believed in you, but the thoughts she was holding inside were starting to choke her, and she found herself on her way to the hospital in the middle of the night.
You could no longer cope with your thoughts, and your desire to tell your troubles to someone was increasing. Although you talked to Maria the same things over and over, she had a lot.. That's why you couldn't bother her very often. One day, after returning from patrol, while you were sprawling in Maria's seat, Tommy came over to you and told you to get out and wander for a bit. He heard from Maria that there were some newcomers to Jackson and he wanted to introduce you to them. Tommy told them about you, and one of their girl eagerly agreed and asked you to come to the party that was going to be at a bar in Jackson. Tommy said the girl's name was Enid, but you weren't too keen on the idea of going out. All you wanted to do was lie down and shut yourself up in your thoughts, no matter how much they were suffocating now.
“ No, Tommy I don't wanna go out right now. Actually I am not gonna go out for my whole life because I can't even look at girlfriend's- I mean my EX girlfriend's eyes and she doesn't even look at me because she hates me so no. I won't. ' you said with one breath. Tommy laughed softly at your statement and pulled you from your arms and sat next to you. “ I know this is hard for you girl but you can't give up on her, not yet. You love her and I bet she still loves you. So stop being like a stubborn little girl and go get your girlfriend. “ “ How though? Like I said she doesn't even- oh.Yeah. Okay now I've got an idea. “ You chuckled and before you stood up, thanked him for the chance to meet Enid, you leaned in and gave him a tiny kiss on the cheek. The man was surprised and looked at you as if he didn't understand anything. He squinted his eyes and watched you leave his side and leave the small but modern living room. “Damn. This girl really does love Ellie. “
You wore a beautiful red dress that you've never worn before and that you got from the common attire the day before. You couldn't imagine how Ellie would look at you when she saw this on you. Maybe being the center of attention wouldn't be so good because you always dressed like yourself and today you're a player who wants to get your girlfriend back. You thought it would work, because both that outfit and talking to that girl Enid would drive her crazy. Of course, there was also the possibility that she might not come to the bar, but at that moment, you didn't care much about it, you put on your old jacket in case the weather gets cold and smiling at the possibility of leaving this house and making peace with Ellie, and you went to the bar where you would meet with Enid.
Along the way, you stumbled several times over what to talk to Enid and how Ellie would react if she saw you. There wasn’t a sign of her on the streets. Just before you walked into the bar, you took a deep breath and prayed that things would work out. Since you didn't know what kind of girl Enid is, you took a glance inside and looked from a distance before you checked all the girls who were close to your age, and when you turned your head to the left, you saw Tommy waving at you and making a come sign. You smiled and took your steps towards them. When you looked at the girl sitting next to Tommy and thought that she was a very beautiful girl but that she would never be able to take Ellie's place, it made you even more sad, but it was easier for you to shake it off because she held out her hand for you to shake her hand at that time and introduced herself. " Hi! “ she said affectionately. “ I'm Enid but you already know that and I'm guessing you're Y/N, right? “ Even though the girl had only just arrived here a few days ago, she seemed to have adjusted well. You nodded as you sat next to her and started talking.
You got along with the girl better than you thought and you didn't even realize how time flew. Enid was such a witty girl and it was good for you since you had been wandering around like a spirit and you were pretty sure everyone who saw you declared you the walking dead. But you didn't mind.
While you continued your talk with Enid and telling each other your funny moments, you suddenly felt a hand on your shoulder and saw that it belonged to Enid. It was natural. Laughing people could be out of control and do things like that, but the prospect of Ellie seeing you made you shudder. You looked left and right to see if she was indeed here. And yes she was there. She was leaning against a table with a glass in her hand, trying not to look at you, but it was obvious that she was.
Your gaze lingered on her for a moment, then ended when she turned her head the other way. As much as you wanted to go back to your conversation with Enid and laugh like you had for the last half hour, you couldn't. You never expected this to happen. Again.
Enid realized there was something wrong, and again she put her hand on your arm and bent over you. “ Is something wrong? You look upset. “ You shook your head no and smiled for her to continue. Enid seemed very happy with her life at that moment and was trying to make you a partner in her happiness. You made a mental note to say thank you for her effort afterward and asked permission to go to get a drink.
After asking the bartender for a drink, you sat in the bar chair until your drink was ready, put your head down and rested a bit. Of course, you didn't think that Ellie would come to you because since you knew her, she had been very stubborn but open to any apology. It made you very unhappy that you saw Ellie looking at you like that and didn't greet you or come and hug you. What did you expect? That you're going to do these things after all that's happened? But nothing was impossible. You lifted your head when you heard noises coming from your side as your mouth formed an O shape. “Ellie…” She didn't even look at you. She just sat. You didn't even know when the drink was put in front of you. You looked at her just like that. You were speechless again, although you had a lot to say to her, but you forgot all of them with the excitement of that moment.
You didn't hesitate to look at her as if you were seeing her for the first time. It was the first time you had seen her this close in a long time. Her appearance had hardened, her childlike self almost gone. “ You're gonna keep lookin' or say something? “ Again, you just sat there without saying anything. This gravitational force between you was eating away at you. “ Well how about we go somewhere more private? Somewhere that your 'new' girlfriend can't finds us, " You wanted to tell her that Enid wasn't your new girlfriend, but at that moment you were scorched by the thought of being alone with her.
She got off the chair and held out her hand. At that moment, you oscillated between holding it or not. What would you say to Enid? You'd have to tell her later why you left her. That didn't matter to you either. With trembling hands, you grabbed Ellie's hand with sweaty hands and let her tug at you. You didn't speak at all until you left the bar and went home.
After opening the door of the house, she pushed you inside and quickly closed the door and then locked it. She walked towards you with the stature of a cheetah approaching its prey. You just waited because you deserved everything she'd do to you, everything she'd say to you. “ So this girlfriend of yours, she good? “ You shook your head no. Ellie was pleased, folded her hands behind her back and bent down, looking into your eyes. “ Your words, little one. Use 'em for me. “ “ No Ellie. She's not as good as you. “
“Can she do that to you?” She suddenly put her hand on your lower side and pressed it. Because that was too much, you squirmed and pushed your hip against her hand. Against this, she pulled her hand away and threw you onto the bed. She climbed on top of you, pulled the dress from under you, and then your panties to the side and rubbed her middle finger into your hole.
“ No one can satisfy you like me, babe. Seeing you with that girl made me so angry, I admit. But you know that you made me angry too, right? “ You shook your head and almost moaned for her to continue. She didn't withdraw his hand, but instead slowly inserted a finger into your hole and left it there until she painfully finished speaking. “ I didn't expect that to come from you, you know. I thought you're telling the truth because you were my girlfriend. “At once she withdrew her finger and put the second finger in the hole. She stuck them both in and did it slowly back and forth. “I'm sorry Ellie. “ Your throat was dry and you had to say something, and you finally did. She leaned down to your lips and finally pressed her lips to yours. “I know baby. I know. “
Both getting offended and reconciling with Ellie were a separate problem, because your resentment had been an event, but your return was magnificent. That evening, Ellie took you to peaks you've never been before and took you on a journey through different dream worlds. You would have longed a lot for the honor of reuniting after a long time. She let you show her affection and apologized to her over and over again, and she accepted your apology, whispered words of love each time her lips was pressed against your lips.
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please. I'm begging you for more crumbs about VADD!Shen Jiu and also that Roxana AU you have from that art post you did of the two.
As a VADD AND SVSSS fan, especially as a fan of the original villains— please. I AM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH FOR MORE. I'm actually in the process of outlining a crossover with the original goods of both.
God, the Roxana one as well— please, PLEASE TELL ME SJ IS ROXIE HE'S SO ROXANA-CODED SOMEHOW. GIVE HIM BUTTERFLIES AND POISON AND— *gets knocked out*
by the way, LOVE your artstyle. scratches an itch i did not know existed in my brain. your chibis as well. they're so cute!!
oh you have no idea how long ive waited to talk about them. this mayyy get a bit long so ill leave it under the readmore.
disclaimer: i intend on finishing these fics so what im going to be talking about is inspirations and unfinished / abandoned ideas and other ideas i have for the works instead of anything relating to the plots themselves
for svadd, sj is a lot more complicated than he appears to be on the surface. im not so sure if what i have written currently is what i /want/ exactly because i know i want his character to go a certain way. the relationships between him and his modern-day friends is one meant to parallel the in-game "shen qingqiu" sj compares himself to and in much the same way, mirror the way that sy contrasts himself with sqq in canon: but instead of being condescending and viewing sqq as a one dimensional character, sj is able to appreciate his nuance while still being rightfully angry over his actions
to me, sj is supposed to be an unreliable narrator who constantly enforces his own thoughts. he tells himself over and over that he misses his home and that he wants to go back, that he absolutely needs to- but then, he turns the other way and finds himself being sucked even deeper into this different one.
i also really wanted to explore how sjs dynamic with a lot of the characters would be affected knowing that they were "based off" his real friends, but again im not very confident with how it came off lol
there was a lot of points in the story where i attempted to add in foreshadowing for the ending i want the story to take... in any case, it definitely wont go the same way as vadd, though i did toy with the idea of a "version" of sy being the main villain haha
(it might still happen for shits and giggles)
as for the roxanna au there are a lot of things ive wanted to do with this au and its good that i havent posted because it means i can keep revising til i come up with something good lol
its a liujiu au with some bingyuan / cumplane thrown into the mix (the cumplane is overwhelmingly toxic btw bingyuan is the healthy one out of the two here 😭) where yes sj is xana !!! he really just makes such a good manhwa villainess haha
i had been puzzling over what i wanted his motif to be-- after all, sj is typically associated with the simplicity and calming bamboo so the glittering butterflies wouldnt work with him- but after some deliberation i decided with using moths for him :3c still subject to change ofc but i think im happy with this as is
the story is somewhat similar to how roxanna goes but surprise sj isnt the transmigrator here! (and honestly, roxanna wouldve been sm better if xana hadnt been a transmigrator... or maybe i just think that because it was only used as a convenient plot point for her to know crucial info. sigh.)
my outline of how the roxanna au goes is basically this:
lqg fucks around and finds out
sj who has been seeing dreams of the "book" sy read knows what will happen to his family if lqg dies
etc
at the same time: sy, transmigrator, attempts to make sure his only surviving older brother lives to a long happy life and the only way he can secure this is by fucking up that hack author
also i killed off qi-ge and idk if i want him to come back. he'll be like the stereotypical dead anime mother for this au lmao
hmm and i think thats all i have to say for these aus... thanks for giving me a chance to ramble on haha ~ much appreciated !! and thank you for the compliment, im flattered!! 🥹🥹💕
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😅🤡💖
😅 What’s a story or scene you’ve created that you’re a smidge embarrassed exists?
The Rhoam Cucking Chronicles feels like it was written in a nyquil-induced fever dream but I don't like, regret that I wrote it. I'm the only person in the world who ships Colress and Concordia though so I just kind of have to look at the 120k I've written of them doing absolutely nothing and take that as it is
OH OH OH AND I HAVE AN ENTIRE SELF-PUBLISHED UNPROOFREAD BOOK THAT I WROTE AT 13 THAT WAS BASED ON SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG BUT I TURNED THEM INTO PEOPLE
🤡 What’s a line, scene, or exchange you’ve written that made you laugh?
VOE AND YOU. Or the Miss Vai Contest. Any of the Stories from Exile bits I've written about my 16 year old Kohga dressing in drag and going into Gerudo Town to get therapy on how to talk to boys so he can date Sooga. I live for that.
But I have so many little bits that make me laugh in all of my fics. The Dead Sea Trilogy is so lighthearted actually and there are so many bits in it (especially in Icarus, which I am still writing btw) that make me giggle. One such is a moment when Colress goes on a fourth-wall breaking rant (twice).
💖 What made you start writing?
I've been writing ever since I was very little. Like, as soon as I could spell words. And honestly I think I even tried before I could spell words. I completed my first book when I was like 8 or 10 but I made all kinds of little stories before then too. My brain just never stops thinking and I need a way to get all these scenes and stories out.
As for writing and posting fic, that started when I was around 18 with my Hardenshipping (Maxie/Archie) Pokemon fic, The Devil and the Dead Sea. I took a long hiatus from writing for mental and emotional reasons, and it caused me to abandon this story for five years, and what it came down to was I sat and had a conversation with myself where I was like, "Do I want to go my whole life without telling this story?" and the answer was no, and I've never felt better since.
Writing Emoji Asks! ☺️💖📝
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this is totally random but I was planning a fic and now i think i may have made the backstory of the world + characters a lil too complicated and convoluted
i was wondering if you had an opinion on that?? in your opinion, is there ever too much worldbuilding/backstory for a character?
for example, I was planning like lore for the city that my vigilante fic is going to take place in, and I was thinking of a whole Doomsday thing to nod a reference to the dsmp, and I was going to connect that to one of the characters causing it and having a whole redemption arc Pre where the fic's timeline actually takes place. If that makes sense??
It's kinda hard to explain lol but yeahhh!! the main gist is, should i keep things simple and straightforward, or is adding plottwists n stuff before the fic okay? (It would have a purpose for the plot that's not just characterization btw !!)
also no pressure to respond to this btw, i just know that sometimes you give writing advice so I was just wondering what your opinion on this would be? Esp since you did an amazing job with stars' worldbuilding and I wasnt sure how you approached that and alll that jazz
hmm this is a tricky one because usually I'm one to say you shouldn't make things too complicated, but I guess a better way to phrase it is you shouldn't set out to make things really complicated? because from what you described, it doesn't actually sound all that complicated to me. that sounds like a really solid setting and very good foundation for one of your characters to be connected to this pre-story event. it gives you an idea for what one of your characters is like right off the bat, and introduces the idea of possible conflict later on if someone who doesn't know that character's backstory finds out and is upset, or something like that.
so I guess what I'm saying is that if you already have the ideas and it feels like it fits into the story you want to tell, go for it. but don't feel like you HAVE to have backstories for every single character figured out right from the get go. let the story carry you where it wants to go, but feel free to add in complications early on, even if you're not sure where they're going to pan out. it gives you a lot of options later on when new plot points come up.
for example, in world forgetting when I had the scene of that fight when tommy was still acting as lucid and phil blew up the building, where dream used his fear powers on wilbur, I had dream reference the sounds of trains. I actually hadn't come up with wilbur's backstory at that point. but a very vague idea popped into my head while i was writing that scene and so i threw the train platform reference into the dialogue knowing it would be something i could use later. as the story went on that vague idea sat in the back of my head, slowly growing and influencing wilbur's character until the chapter came where wilbur talked about dying as a child to tommy, which was when i fully solidified his backstory.
so yeah feel free to throw in complicated stuff early on, but don't feel like you have to have it and also don't feel like you need it 100% figured out if you do throw it in. sometimes it's a lot more enjoyable to let the story flow where it wants to, leaving things loose until you get a better feel for what you wanna go for.
I feel like I kind of said conflicting things there but I hope that helps!!
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Couple of questions about your Pocket AU (which I love, btw)
Is it just Steve and Bucky who have Pockets, or does anyone else in the MCU have one? If so, who are they, who does their Pocket represent, and what is that Pocket's adorable name?
Speaking of adorable names, was it hard to come up with them for Steeb and Booky? How long did it take you to come up with those names, and where did you get inspiration from?
Can Pockets only say their own names? And does that exclamation of, for example, Steeb, have a meaning behind it? Is chirping their name somehow a language?
What's the aspect of this AU you struggled the most with?
And... that's it for now. I probably have more questions, but they aren't forming in my brain rn. Bye.
I'm sorry I just got around to answering this, Nonny! I have had my Q&A word document open with it since it came in, I just had to wrangle my brain into Answering Space.
Pockets are common in human society, MCU included! When I started the AU, I only knew about Steeb and Booky, but since talking about it with friends and getting the wonderful asks, I now know about:
Steeb and Booky (belonging to Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers respectively)
Лисичка (Lisichka) and Солнышко (Solnishko), meaning 'little fox' and 'little sun' respectively, also respectively Pockets for Maria Hill and Natasha Romanov
Tony Stark has Pockets of Pepper Potts, Bruce Banner, and James Rhodes. Their names are Salt, Little Green, and Jim.
Bruce Banner has Pocket Betty and Pocket Tony - I don't know their names yet but I know it took ages for Pocket Tony to calm down and for the two of them to get along
Pepper and Rhodey both have a Pocket Tony, who also do not have names yet.
They really try to keep all the Pockets Tony separate because they Scheme otherwise.
Thor has a Jane Pocket. He didn't know what Pockets were, but he is DELIGHTED by the idea of them and that he HAS ONE.
Gamora has a Quill Pocket. She doesn't know what Pockets are. Quill doesn't know what Pockets are. He thought they were a dream he had as a kid and Yondu said it sounded like a story, so how is he supposed to know what it is. Cue Guardians of The Galaxy 1.5 where the gang has to learn about Pockets, and only 25% of the information they get is correct. This entire idea is honestly consuming me since another anon asked about it.
No but really, picture it.
Gamora: "What the fuck is that? WHY the fuck is that?"
Drax: "I'll do you one better - who the fuck--"
Quill: "IT'S OBVIOUSLY ME, JACKASS"
ONTO YOUR SECOND QUESTION, Steeb and Booky's names were actually pretty easy. I was inspired to make Pocket AU by @awrubyblue's fucking adorable series on Bucky finding a Pocket!Steve, whose name was Steeb. Finding Booky from Bucky in the same way was simple enough. Names for other Pockets have been a mixture of 'That was easy' and 'How do I know this Russian is correct?' (That's the neat part, I don't.)
As for how Pockets speak, they have their own universal Pocket language that is similar to Simlish but easier to listen to.Individually, Pockets can understand the native languages of their soulmates and their people, and can also learn to say one syllable words. (Tell me Steeb doesn't know how to say 'Fuck.' You can't. You can not.)
The aspect I have struggled the most with this AU is getting it OUT OF MY HEAD and into words - I would love to be churning out 100k fics about this universe if it were feasible, but I have to do stupid capitalist things like work 50 hours a week and pay bills. As for actually creating the AU, I have been lucky - @awrubyblue's comics were great inspiration, and @subluxate is great at thinking of bigger picture things where I focus on the small stuff. And all of the asks I have gotten have really helped me flesh things out!!
#ask#pocket au#mcu pocket au#my writing#steve rogers#bucky barnes#maria hill#natasha romanov#tony stark#pepper potts#james rhodes#bruce banner#peter quill#drax#gamora#thor#jane foster
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dnf but Brazilian dictatorship and horny at 4 am sounds interesting btw wait let me think about the post-moonthreadsz
Okay actually talking about DNF but Brazilian dictatorship, it's basically like, a university au in the 60s but there's also the Ghost of Communism™. Both George and Dream are in uni but different majors (although we don't do majors/minors here, we can only get one degree at a time). Dream's with journalism (or literature, I wasn't a 100% sure on which one) and George with Electrical engineering (computer science only came to Brazil like, a few years into the dictatorship, and the story is right at the beginning of it). Dream's against the "milicos" (pejorative slang we still use today [in some parts of the country] to refer to soldiers or any other positions in the army) with the student league (student league's were like. Big against the dictatorship, to this day there's this idea that people from universities are lazy weed smokers who do nothing because of the propaganda against the student leagues) George's the son of a colonel, aka a guy who was working for the dictatorship. So that was the first point of conflict, there were more down the line, but if I keep going I'll Talk About It Forever.
Horny at 4am is like. Actually not horny at all, and it also wasn't 4am, the title is a lie, and I'm pretty sure it's a Thilbo fic (Thorin x Bilbo from The Hobbit [my beloved]). It's a very very long ramble about the possible differences between Hobbit and Dwarfs courtship. This one is really heavy on world building, but it's more an outline than an actual story. I have a 350 word chapter on it I think? It's about one of my favorite headcanons for Hobbit culture, which is that they court with food and flowers. Food is like, a Huge deal for Hobbits, so obviously I had to put it in, and flowers because hobbits were made by Yavanna, the green lady (aka if I start explaining her I'll never stop cause I Love Yavanna so much I have so many headcanons on her I Will read The Silmarilion again or my name's not Domi), so I also had to put flowers in.
But yeah if I keep talking about those I'll never stop they're my babies and I love them dearly even if I haven't worked on them for like a year at this point. One day they'll Maybe see the light but I would nawt count on it.
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Thank you to the forever lovely @acetronaught for tagging me in people want to know you 🥰🫶🏼
tagging @iwillshipyouman @flaminglupine @agnesclementineblog @darkacademicfrom2021 and @roguemetalmaster13 do it if you want but no pressure!! I just see you guys a lot haha
favourite colour: Maroon
favourite food: Lasagna my beloved <3
song stuck in your head: Accidentally In Love by Counting Crows (yes the one from Shrek 2)
last thing you googled: “are eggs microwaveable” (yes btw, without the shell)
time currently: 5:20 am est
dream trip: honestly I have so many, I’ve always wanted to travel. I think it would be super cool to finally go to Europe and ride around with my friends <3
last book you read: Hm. I actually don’t remember bc I’ve been on AO3 so much lately.
last book you enjoyed reading: I Am the Messenger by Markus Zusak (read it !! I’ve read it like a hundred times now)
last book you hated reading: Does the AP Chemistry book count bc I haven’t opened textbooks in college that I’ve hated out of sheer appreciation for my mental health 🫶🏼
fave thing to cook/bake: Brownies!! Just because I’m quite good at it — and pasta I suppose bc I love pasta
fave craft to do in your spare time: like origami hearts/cranes/etc, or writing fics
most niche dislike: oh darling. we could certainly be here a while
opinion on circuses current and historic: far too familiar with the ins and outs. My friends are all clowns 🫶🏼
actual opinion on circuses current and historic: don’t really have one, I think it depends. I’ve been to one with tigers and it made me sad
do you have a sense of direction? what's the worst way you got lost?: okay listen. LISTEN. Bare with me. I have a pretty great sense of direction, alright. Like I always remember where we came from or where the cars parked or etc etc okay. I’ve won several bets on this matter. However ☝🏼 this story is. Contradictory to that. But in my defense (insert sobbing noises)—anyway I got lost in my aunts suburban neighbourhood once while texting and walking and my phone was on 3% when I noticed I was lost—the more I thought “oh it’s this way!” The more I got lost. When I pulled up Google maps it said the house was 20 minutes away and—
#and I can still hear Lyde laughing at me when I was texting her panicking#Well it’s been a while since a tag-to-do has appeared hasn’t it#what was my tag for it again#another tag!!#anyways enjoy this rambling and feel free to not ramble or toooo ramble back
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i absolutely adore your writing and think you’re very talented but have you considered trying to be more reader inclusive ? i mean no offense at all cause like i said i adore your writing but even by making the reader ellen’s daughter/jo’s sister in to be human, you’ve kinda excluded poc readers from getting fully immersed in the story :/
Oh, I have thought about it a loooooot, actually. But after a long consideration, I decided against it (for now, at least) for the following reasons:
A) I firmly believe the best writers write from experience. They write what they know. Now what does that mean? It means I’m a skinny, white millennial (f) and that’s what I know best. I can only write from my own experiences and not anyone else’s. I feel like I don’t know enough to do so. It’s probably because I’m an overthinking perfectionist and posting something that I’m not sure about would give me crippling anxiety. I don’t wanna fail and I don’t ever wanna offend anyone. So yes, it makes sense to me that my reader inserts reflect my own demographic. It is what it is…
B) I work in marketing, which means I spend 40-60 hours a week thinking about what other people think and then act accordingly. My day looks like this: Is this offensive? Is this too out there? Is this inclusive enough? Is this gonna evoke stupid comments or even a shitstorm? It’s giving me tons of anxiety on a daily. I even stopped using my private social media accounts because it’s just gotten too much for me. Tumblr, on the other hand, is my personal safe haven, my safe space, where I can have fun and be creative and not constantly care about what other people think. I love writing fan fiction because it relaxes me from my job and daily life, so I made it a point to always have fun with my private writing and not overthink everything. I honestly just wanna write what’s in my head. So yes, I write for me and choose to share it with you guys. The day I stop writing for myself is the day I stop writing altogether. The day I notice writing takes a toll on my mental health is the day I’ll stop because it’s just not worth it. I started this blog after a three-year long depression where I didn’t write a single word. I don’t ever wanna put myself in that place again. I promised myself I wouldn’t.
BUT that being said, you raise a very good point about Jo and Ellen! Yes, you’re right. I could’ve made a OC family for the reader. I just honestly didn’t think about it because every time I start a new WIP, I go through the SPN characters and take my pick and kinda match them how they fit the story best. In the case of TBH, the first few flashes of this fic came to me in a dream and Jo was her little sister there, so I just went with it 🤷♀️😂 As I said above, I stopped overthinking these things. I learned it’s best to go with my gut when it comes to writing. I literally just go where my fingers take me on this damn keyboard. (If I ever consciously write a POC reader, I would do tons of research beforehand and would probably insist on having my own personal POC Gandalf to guide me through it, so I don’t go down a wrong path somewhere, you know?)
However, I have a suggestion for you because I honestly feel bad. I don’t ever wanna exclude anyone. I’d hug you all if I could and I appreciate every single one of my readers and mutuals more than you’ll ever know 🖤 So, let’s use our imagination and re-cast some actresses! Seriously, keep the names and throw out the rest of your existing pictures of what they look like. It doesn’t matter. Forget the show. Supernatural doesn’t exist anymore. Cast some lovely ladies as your mom and sister in the roles of Ellen and Jo and have fun! Go nuts! (I’d personally cast Candice Patton as Jo because she’s an awesome badass too, but you do you 😉)
So yeah, I’m sorry if I’m disappointing you with this answer. I just try to be happy in my little corner here and do me. This is the one place where I get to be a little selfish and self-indulgent ☺️
Btw, you can always hop into my dms and chat with me there if you feel more comfortable. I always wanna understand everyone’s point of view, so thank you so much for taking the time and sharing yours with me 🙌🖤
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So a week ago I woke up at 6 am after having a an obey me related dream, wrote it down and everything else but didn't post it. Now this is very word vomit type shit and I should by all means edit it but wheres the fun in that? (Plus I find it funnier but also better this way)
Anyways I implie it a bit there but I'll say it now and then after: this would make a great fic.
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So first thing luci is their dad, mammon and Raphael are brothers,
So lucifer first fell in love an married this amazong woman and together they had Raphael, shortly afterwards they had mammon but after Mammons birth she died. Luci fell in this INCREDOBLE depression and left the babies behind at one point in the foster care. But by the tine he came to his senses Raphael had already been separated from mammon.
Years later he remarried and had the rest of the bros, but he tried to hide his first marriage out of grief and not wanting to let them know the truth so he always lies and says mammon looks took after a late relative (bullshit ofc, he took after his first wife)
Around this time is also when Raphael pops up again in neighbourhood, in another familys house, (I'm my dream it was a generic pos family but maybe it could be Simeon? Or maybe it could be God or Micheal idk) and try as what Lucifer might he cant get rapheal back. (I know adoption situation is much different but this is what happened) But since they all live close by he raises the two up together as friends (he basically adopts Raphael into his house)
Rapheal and mammon grow to become best friends and people always say they're like brothers or 'are you sure they're not brothers" andblucifers always like "haha ,'0__0,'"
Anyways flash forward into the future transfer student mc is staying at their place cuz ofc, and actually discovers about lucis old wife. (What actaully happened in my dream was a song neing sung by this dogman telling them that luci diesnt like a certain song that was sung by his old wife and would lose his mind if he heard jt but how about no(at least no on the dogman singing))
And ofc, Although incredibly torn about this, cuz they know ayo this can fuck uo the family, mc decides to confront Lucifer about it,
But before that some details
Raphael and mammon keep having this convo, cuz mammon keeps seeing some woman in his dreams. And its bothering tf out of him. Cuz he always knew his mom as his mom and thats it, but who is this lady?
And Raphael after a long time if hearing this convo jokingly admits he remembers once having a similar dream which immediately throws mammon tf off course and is like "aight no more" and goes to confront Lucifer.
Now I cant remember exactly if mc confronted luci first or mammon, but I do remember when they told mammon and Raphael the truth. Mammon had went up to tell luci and told jim about the woman in his dreams, and he was saying certain features but they werenr right. But mc (or maybe it was luci but that wouldnt make sense) ended up handing mammon a picture and like saying "did the woman look like this?" And mammon is like holy fucking shit yes! Shes real! Before the reality settles in.
So that's when luci explains to them the whole story, (btw I should say his current wife knew all about this already and was trying her to help him get raphael back too and keeping the secret but she still loved mams and raph) about his first wife about his spiral of depression, about lying, about mammon and Raphael being brothers everything.
Bow Raphael is more in shock and quiet but Mammon is fucking (enraged*) pissed off at Lucifer like "you done fucked up bitch" type of angry at him and storms off. Everyones shook, Lucifer doesnt know what to do, mc really regrets opening their mouth nut luci like "no, it was a matter of time"
Anyways so mammon goes to this place he goes that only raph and a select few of tbe bros know cuz mammon brought em there when they need to cook off too. (Its near a lake but it can be whereever) and raoh shows up and the two talk and mams just like tbh I kinda just wanna leave this place for a bit to think, and then the two start making jokes about all those little kids who say theyll run away but never do, or manage to like in the movies both while genuinely considering it.
I wanna say what happened next but I actaully woke up after that xOx but I imagine a big reunion and confrontation with raoh and luci and an apology, and yee. And then trying to get raph back cuz he really is a part of the family always has been, but now even more so.
So yeah that was my dream
Some extra details:
One point in my dream luci also had a song called nightmare or midnight (I think) and since I was basically watching this like a movie on tv I skipped that part lmao.
Lucis 2nd wife was a russian redhead and in my dream I thought of Jessica rabbit even tho she DID NOT look like her. (Lmao now I think about it luci must have a thing for redheads lnaoooo)
And some fun bonus details I'm thinking about as i wake up
Maybe luci like gets upset at mammon more nut loves him the most cuz he look like his wife.
Maybe mammon does remember the song his mum used to sing.
Maybe lilith couldve been like the triplet of beel and belphie but died at birth or super young kinda thing
Also while bot nesscarily important I'd like to think mephisto as mammons bf and who's onto lucis ass
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If you were able to follow that along props to you! If not: TLDR Lucifer had two children with his first wife, first Raphael then Mammon but she died then Lucifer went into a severe depressionn and left them in foster care, when he came back Raph was taken. Then later he remarries, has the rest of the bros and around the same time Raph pops up with his new family in the neighbourhood and Lucifer raises him with the rest fo the bros as friends but never telling them the truth. Years later Mammon discovers the truth.
I'll probably rewrite this to be a lot clearer but probably not. Anyways if people want to run with this idea or run with aspects of it for a fic then hell yeah, just @ me so I can see it!!!
#text post#textpost#obey me#obey me: one master to rule them all#obeyme#obey me lucifer#mammon obey me#obey me leviathan#obey me raphael#obey me fanfic#obey me fic idea#obey me fanfic idea#fic idea
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Danktober 2022 Week 1 Roundup
Day 01: my chernabog romance [chernabog x f!reader] breathplay / gargoyle / national coffee day
Day 02: scene 01. [joel miller x f!reader] daddy / scurry / national farm animals appreciation day
Day 03: delayed, whoopssss
Day 04: dream ballet [TBAD polycule] spanking / scallop / national taco day
Day 05: burning flames or paradise [pero tovar x f!reader] heartbeat / flame / national do something nice day
Day 06: to love and to cherish [frankie morales x f!reader] lingerie + stripping / bouquet / national plus-size appreciation day
Day 07: the one with the jellyfish [pero tovar x f!reader] chastity / trip / national body language day
[full danktober list here]
Postmortem rambling beneath the cut~
Woo! One week under my belt. I got six fics of seven that I wanted to post (as far as weeks go this month, there is a singular instance of Lennonesque week-to-day ratio fuckery toward the end when there's suddenly 10 days "in" a single week, lol). I made a last minute decision to cut my losses on Day 03 and deal with it when the spell slots become available. I think this first week was the most difficult to write for, but I'm still not entirely sure why, considering it's almost 10k.
I started writing for Danktober in the first week of September, when I finally got the Inktober prompts squared away. I found that organizing the ideas into groups helped me for a bit, when I was faced with 31 unstarted tasks. I had a few series-adjacent works planned (set in triptych, mesh network, puppy marcus, tentacle marcus, and farmer Joel to an extent), a few self-contained series (don't call me wifey and chernaboyfriend to be precise), and the rest were a mix of one-shots ranging from monsterfucking outside the realm of the PPCU (chernaboyfriend) to monsterfucking within the PPCU (tentacle marcus, max phillips) to just plain old mostly in-canon stories.
A few things here and there were ideas that managed to accept the process of getting smashed into the context of certain days' prompts, such as the wingfic coming in week 4, the khonshu sleep hypnosis fic in week 3, the reverse AU next week, and the idea for the omegaverse fic next week has been marinating for a while, but I rescued it from the brackish pondwater it had been sitting in. Other than that, I really like how this all came out. The editing process was fun, and I'm writing this all in Scrivener so I can get ample practice before NaNoWriMo (most likely gonna write Farmer Joel for that one, btw). I still have no idea how to compile things, so I've found a fairly-easy workaround to help me out lmao.
What went well? The process of posting was very smooth, I think due to my (probably) overkill planning and organizing. I'm never doing a challenge like this again without at least a month's prep. I think flunktober was only written max 2 weeks in advance, which is why I missed 7-10 days total out of 31.
What didn't go well? Obviously missing a day sucked, but I chalk that up to more of an unclear inspiration for the prompts (bat, boyfriend, stuck in the wall) than sheer laziness or even creative block.
What surprised you? The response to farmer Joel, honestly. I had no idea y'all would be so intrigued!! The feedback was fuckin incredible, and really really alleviated my anxieties surrounding the AU.
What didn't surprise you? Initially I planned to make little doodles inspired by the fics, but considering I'm still not actually finished with 100% of the prompts, it was an easy thing to drop. Maybe 2023 will be the year of Art Bailey. I haven't had a vested interest in making art since I was in high school, but who knows?
Which work did you like writing most? Difficult to say. I think finally putting words down for Chernabog was the most difficult to do, but also the most gratifying!! I loved building out their relationship and just daydreaming about alternative forms of communication with a nonverbal sentient species. Lackadaisical absurd humor is my bread butter meat potatoes and comfort zone, so getting to be real nonchalant about the fact he literally ate reader's actual fucking heart and sometimes temporarily kills her for fun tickled me. I think the obstacle of that initial hurdle is actually what stalled Day 3 - it's another Chernaboyfriend but quite a bit sexier.
What are you excited for about next week? LOTS of things but I'll just name two. The first bit of Farmer Joel I ever wrote is coming out tomorrow for Day 8 and it's sooooo atmospheric and mysterious. I'm in the middle of editing it right now and giving myself chills just rereading some parts of it. There's a few more farmer Joels getting posted on the 12th and 15th, with the rest of the works in that AU being in-universe outside of the main story, and they're non-spoilery for the most part unless you have a knack for deciphering foreshadowing and literary devices. The other work I'm excited to share is Alpha!Marcus Moreno, an idea that's been rattling around my mind like the dice in one of those lil pop-o-matic domes from the Trouble board game. Katee's commentary in the comments of that google doc gassed me up like a goddamn humvee.
Thanks for reading, yall! If you want to be on (or removed from) the taglist for next week, please read the blurb at the bottom of the Danktober 2022 masterlist for more information. Besitos!
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“wife”
pairing: corpse husband x reader (female)
words: 1,714
requested?: no (send some in tho pls :) )
plot/summary: felix invites his friend, y/n, to play among us when they need an extra player. her and corpse get along well
authors note: so this isnt that good and i know a lot of corpse fics use a similar plot. i just wanted to try to write for corpse. hopefully things i write for him in the future are better. let me know what you think tho! also i really wanted reader to be best friends with karl bc i love him sm. uh every swiggly line is like a small time skip. this was written late at night btw and i didnt take much time to go over it
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You sat up from laying down when you heard your phone ring. You looked at the caller ID.
Felix.
"What's up Felix?" You ask with a small yawn.
"Aww, how sweet," You hear in the background.
You giggle and ask, "Is that Sean? Hi Sean!"
"Yeah, we're playing Among Us and need an extra player. You down?" Felix explained.
"Sure, just give me a few minutes. See you soon, whore"
"Bitc-" You hang up before he can finish.
You got up and turned off your TV, going to get ready.
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You quickly tweet out that you're going live and say something on your insta story as well. You start your stream and slowly watch people flood in.
"Hey everyone! How are you guys doing?" You wave and smile, reading the chat.
"Everyone doing good, awesome! And i'm sorry to anyone having a bad day. I hope i can brighten it a bit!"
"Okay, sorry i didn't give you a further notice. I didn't even know i was gonna stream. Felix invited me to play Among Us so... here we are!"
You quickly join the discord and pull up the game, putting a cover over where the code goes.
"Hello?" You ask as you join the call. A chorus of greetings came your way.
"(Y/n)?"
"Karl!" You smile brightly.
Karl Jacobs was a good friend of yours. You would play on the Dream SMP sometimes. When you would, it would mostly be you being stupid with Karl and Alex, also known as Quackity. You were even a well know citizen of El Rapids.
"LET'S GOOOOO!" He yelled, making you laugh.
"Hey (Y/n), do you know everyone here?" Sean asks you.
"Um," You quickly scan through the names, "no, i don't think so."
You recognized names but you only personally knew Felix, Sean, Karl, and Ethan.
"Oh my god! Your voice is so cute!" Pokimane exclaims.
You giggle softly, "Thank you Poki!"
You're voice wasn't high pitched or anything like that, you just always spoke very softly and calmly. You were also a bit quiet.
Felix introduces you to those that you didn't know.
"There's one more person we're waiting for," He says.
While everyone waits, you and Karl run around each other's little characters and make jokes between yourselves. You mute yourself to read donations every once in a while.
You hear the discord chime, signaling that someone joined the call.
"WAIT CORPSE! DON'T SPEAK YET!" Felix yelled. "We have a new player. This is my friend (Y/n), say hi to her"
"Hello (Y/n)," Corpse said. You were taken aback by how deep his voice was but you didn't show it.
"Hi Corpse! Nice to meet you!" You said happily.
"Okay, how is she not freaking out?" Bretman said, making everyone laugh.
"Uh, (Y/n), do you mind letting me have black? It's cool if not.." Corpse asked gently.
"O-oh sure, no problem." You were usually black with the pink flamingo hat, but you ran over to the little computer and changed your color.
"Simp," Ethan mumbled, knowing you never switch from black.
"Thank you," He said, then the game started.
The word “Imposter” appeared on your screen in red, yours and Corpse's characters underneath.
As the game started, you thought no one could hear you so you spoke to your chat. "His voice was so deep, what the fuck? Holy shit that was hot, i'm gonna-"
"(Y/n)," Rae laughed, "You know we're playing proximity chat, right."
You blushed as you realized and said "Ha, anyways..." and ran to start faking tasks.
You ended up in electrical with Karl. "(Y/n)! My good friend, my buddy, you would never kill me right? Haha..." He said.
"Of course not, Karl! My good friend, my buddy. Why, I'm not even imposter," I said as i quickly dipped into the vent and back out, making him laugh.
I decided to show him because I knew Karl wouldn't say anything, and it's funny.
"Oh that's good then. Are you sure you're not imposter?"
"Mhm, pretty sure," You said, going back in. As you came out, Sykkuno walked in and froze.
"Uh, (Y/n)?"
"Fuck... Karl run! Go!" You said, Karl starting to leave. You walked closer and quickly killed Sykkuno then vented to security.
"That was close..." You told your chat.
You saw Corpse as you made your way around the map and walked into navigation.
"Hey, Corpse, how ya doing?"
"Ah you know, good. Just being crewmate and all."
You stifled a laugh, "Oh yeah I feel that, buddy."
"Yeah because there's no way that i'm imposter. No way i could be faking tasks and there's no possible way you could be the other imposter" He said quickly.
"For sure. Hypothetically speaking, though, if you were imposter, how many people would you have killed by now?"
"I would say probably around two."
"Interesting," You said right before a body was reported. It was Sykkuno's. Felix and Rae were also dead.
"WHAT!" Corpse yelled.
"Where was the body at?" Sean laughed.
"Uh I found it in electrical," Bretman said.
"I'm pretty sure Karl was in there earlier."
You calmly said, "It's not Karl, I was with him for most of the round."
"How do we know the two of you aren't imposters?" Sean asked.
"I was alone with him, he would have taken the chance to kill me."
"No, he's your best friend."
"He's also ruthless,"
"TRUE! SO TRUE!" Karl yelled.
"So skip?" Corpse asked.
Everyone agreed and the voting was skipped.
The next round, I spent with Ethan. He was pretending to be mad at me because Sean said Karl was my best friend.
"What happened to Blue Boi Buddies, huh?!" He exclaimed.
"Neither of our hair is even blue anymore!" You argued back.
You were in reactor with him when Corpse and Poki walked in. He hit the lights and you took it as a sign to double kill. He killed Poki, you killed Ethan, and the two of you made your way to electrical to help fix lights.
You and Corpse went the opposite direction of reactor after the lights were fixed, Karl going with you.
Poki's body was reported. That double kill only left you, Corpse, Sean, Karl and Bretman. You only needed two more kills.
"I still think it's Karl and (Y/n)," Sean said quickly.
"I was with (Y/n) the whole time," Corpse said, "In fact, I think it's you."
"That does make sense. Why so quick to accuse others, Sean?" You ask.
"It's not me!" He yelled.
"I actually agree with Corpse and (Y/n)," Bretman said.
"I was with you!"
We all voted for Sean, him voting for Karl. Sean was ejected.
When you load into spawn, you wait for the kill cool down and kill Bretman, saving Karl.
"Victory" appeared on your screen.
"God damn it!" Sean yelled.
"Good job, (Y/n)," Corpse said lowly.
You smiled, a slight blush on your cheeks, "You too Corpse."
"Their voices go together and they're a fuckin dream team? What have i done...," Felix sighed.
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A few more games went by. Most of them you and Corpse spent together, whether you were both crewmates or if one of you was imposter.
You really enjoyed his company and you actually got along with him pretty well.
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"(Y/n), before we get serious, I have one question to ask you." Corpse said as both of your characters stopped.
"What's that?" You giggled.
"Do you know Bingus?"
"Bingus? As in, our lord and savior, Bingus?"
You could hear the smile in his voice, "It's settled, you're my wife now."
This made both of you laugh and your chat go crazy.
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Eventually, people had to start leaving. You said your goodbyes to everyone and left the discord call and the game.
You set stream to where it was just your face cam.
"Guys, what should we do now?"
You saw some people asking what time it was for you.
"It's 3 AM right now... I’m not tired though.” You had been streaming for a few hours; You never even noticed how late it got.
People in chat were yelling at you to go to sleep, making you chuckle.
“How about we do a quick QnA, then at 3:30 I go to bed. Deal?”
You watched as the chat filled with questions. They obviously seemed to like the idea.
“‘Who is your best friend? Karl or Ethan?’ Neither, Alex Quackity. Next question.” You answered quickly.
You laughed, “I’d like to clarify that that’s a joke, i love all my friends equally.”
You answered more questions. Some were from new viewers asking basic questions, some were about future streams and videos.
“‘How do you feel about people shipping you and Corpse?’“ People are already shipping us?” You laughed, “I’ve said before that I’m okay with shipping, as long as the other person is too. I think it’s funny.”
You continued to read chat. “Wait, we’re trending?”
You checked Twitter and “#(your and corpse’s ship name)” was trending in the US.
You laughed as you scrolled through the tag, “Oh this is so funny.”
“Fanart already?! You guys are so talented!”
You read chat, looking for more questions. You saw people telling you that it’s 3:30.
“Okay fine, a deal’s a deal. I hope you all have, or had, a great day and I’ll see you guys later. Depending on what time it is for you, you should also get some sleep. Stay hydrated, love you!” You ended stream.
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You scrolled through Twitter as you laid in bed, liking fanart and dumb memes. Also replying to a few of your friends’ tweets.
karl :) @/KarlJacobs_
@/(your username) what the honk ?
*clip of you saying Quackity was your best friend*
You liked the tweet and replied, “karl no,,, look away,,,”
You continued scrolling, feeling your eyes get droopy. Your eyes fell closed but quickly opened when your phone vibrated. It was a DM.
From Corpse.
You two had followed each other earlier.
Corpse: hey (y/n), just wanted to say you’re really cool and i’d love to play again with you soon
You smiled, a light blush spreading across your cheeks, and replied.
You: i’d love to, corpse
Corpse: ok, see you soon ‘wife’
You: back at ya, ‘husband”
Corpse: :)
You: :)
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