#wOAH A POST THAT ISN'T ABOUT OBJECTS

[stealanity]

“ ONE BED. ” ft. eric sohn

genre & warnings : cliché one bed trope, classmate ! au, kind of enemies to temporary heating, fluff, one die joke

word count : 1k>

author's note : THIS ISN'T STEALING. i already posted this writing on my zb1 blog, but decided to write it for eric as well. hope you'll enjoy my new work !

« this can't happen. » you say defeatistly, letting your bag fall to the floor and staring at the room's only double bed. why the bus driver had to decide to stop for the night, letting you run around in the downpour turning into a flood to this shabby little hotel. only to discover that the hotel has fewer rooms available than expected, and on top of that, you end up sharing a room with the one person you can't stand.

and obviously, this room has only one bed.

not wanting to deal with your bad temper, your teachers quickly slipped away to their respective rooms, locking their doors, leaving you soaked to the bone, staring at the bed in front of you.

« there is no way i'm getting in a bed with you. » you declared, pointing a finger at the mattress, your gaze pivoting towards the one and only eric sohn, who rolled his eyes and sighed. the boy didn't care about your reaction, adjusting the strap of his bag on his shoulder as he walked around you, infiltrating the bathroom, « you're welcome to the floor. »

with a fake, provocative smile, he finally slammed the door of bathroom, locking it, only for you to hear the shower running a few minutes later. a long sigh left your lips as you decided to leave the room to find something to munch on until you can warm up with a nice hot shower. wandering around the motel, you finally came across a vending machine, taking the time to observe what it was offering. after a few moments of reflection, you simply took a packet of bear jellies and a can of coke, before dragging your feet back to your hotel room.

opening the door, you came face to face with eric, who had just come out of the shower room. as he wiped his hair with his towel, you placed your purchases on the bedside table before grabbing your bag to take his place. there's no feeling more satisfying than throwing off your wet clothes for a hot shower — which you did without further ado.

after long minutes of enjoying the warmth, you put on your pyjamas and made your way to the main bedroom. unsurprisingly, eric was on the bed, scrolling through his phone, completely ignoring you. you didn't wait long before sitting down at the end of the bed, looking around you — there was really nothing to do. on top of that, it probably didn't have a heater because of the way the hairs on your arms stood up from the cold. « woah, it's really cold. » you whispered, pulling your legs up to your chest.

until something hits you square in the back.

ready to turn around and howl at him like a ferocious beast, your fingers came into contact with the object he had thrown at you : a sweatshirt. probably his sweatshirt. surely his sweatshirt. frowning, eric gestured to you to put it on silently, just then returning to his own business on his phone. without bothering to thank him verbally, you slipped it on without further ado, enjoying the softness and warmth of the fabric against your skin.

not mentioning the fact that his scent on it appealed to your nostrils.

swivel for crawling on the mattress to get under the blanket, your gaze landed on him, attracting his attention. lying down as far away from him as possible, you put on a falsely threatening face before speaking : « touch me and die. »

a scoff leave his lips, probably due to the nerve you showed, when he had just sacrificed the warmth of his sweatshirt for you. paying no further attention to him, you turned your back on him and closed your eyes, praying that sleep would come to you as soon as possible.

which obviously didn't happen.

a long sigh left your lips as you didn't dare turn over in bed, pulling as hard as you could on the blanket to cover your frozen body. which drew yet another long annoyed sigh from the boy next to you. moving slightly to stare at the dark ceiling, you nibbled your lower lip as you pondered. should you talk? perhaps the best idea for you both is to have as few altercations as possible, but it was going to be a long night if you kept getting cold like that.

so you decided to talk, « you're not sleeping? » you asked, trying not to turn your gaze to eric, but simply glancing out of the corner of your eye, « nope. »

his voice seemed to fade into a sigh, though his answer was short. « why? » you continued, wrapping your body a little more tightly in the warmth of the blanket. « don't want you to stab me the second i close my eyes. » he declared in an amused tone, which gave way to a small smile at the corner of your lips, as you rolled your eyes. so you decided to look in his direction, just for a few seconds, without thinking that your pupils would be planted in his.

« i won't. » you finally whispered, trying to ignore the cute smile that had just appeared on his lips when you said those words. the moonlight passing through the thin curtains of the motel room illuminated his face, which you noticed had just softened.

suddenly, eric's hand came out of the blanket and slipped around your waist, drawing your body closer to his. you looked at him incredulously, unsure of how to react — but the warmth of his hand against your back made you want to snuggle up to him. « you're cold right? » he said in a whisper, pulling you completely against him, and in an instant your body felt warm again. nodding slightly and muttering an inaudible reply, you pulled yourself up against him, keeping your arms against your chest. finding a comfortable position, you ignored the acceleration of your heartbeat as you closed your eyes, praying that the sandman would pass quickly to put you to sleep.

« this never happened? » you say softly, camouflaging yourself a little more against him, seeking the slightest ounce of warmth from his body. « deal. » he replied, tightening his arms around you, placing his cheek against the top of your head while closing his eyes, ready to fall from exhaustion.

maybe in the end, this night wasn't going to be the worst of all.

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[strwbywrites]

long live (eddie munson)

a/n: this is heavily based on the taylor swift song. i am indeed a swiftie and i thought the song fit the vibe. (and castles crumbling but it makes me wanna scream and cry) def not excessively proofread. pls enjoy though i tried a different direction than typical songfics :) (also i might start using gifs more so the post isn't bald, gif isn't mine btw i use google image search o7)

summary: eddie's gf plays the prom venue with an original that makes him fall even more in love with her. (probably ooc but its cute so i'll die on my hill of soft content)

wc: 3.1k (woah)

Prom season, April 1986. Prom season was perhaps one of the most important seasons of a teenage girl’s life. Every junior and senior in Hawkins, Indiana was scrambling to find the perfect date, the perfect flowers, and the perfect dress. And every seller of any trade was making sure to get into the prom market to make that profit.

Eddie wasn’t someone too concerned about the idea of prom. Sure, it happened and there was usually some hot gossip that hit the school the weeks before and after the event, but it wasn’t on the top of the priority list. After all, this is his second senior year. He never had an urge to go to the ones before and didn’t have the urge to go to this one now. He’d much rather spend his Saturday evening playing tabletop with his club, practicing with his band, or hanging out with his girlfriend.

His girlfriend, God he loved his girlfriend. Eddie swore that whatever higher force was out there made her special for him. They were so similar yet any difference they had was even more complimentary. They both supported each other non-stop and made time for each other during the busy senior year. Shit, thanks to (Y/n) he was accelerating his path to officially graduating. But that time was quickly approaching and although he couldn’t go immediately into college, (Y/n) swore up and down that she would be there for him no matter what.

Of course, Eddie’s perspective on prom immediately changed when (Y/n) came barreling into the trailer with a letter in hand and the largest smile he’s seen on her in ages. He loved her smile.

“Eddie, you won’t believe what I got in the mail!” (Y/n) exclaimed with excitement, almost colliding with his chest. She was an unstoppable force, and him, an immovable object.

“Mmm, you got accepted into Harvard?” Eddie asks with a chuckle. “I’m teasing you sweetheart, what is the news that you are so excited to share that you have to break my ribs in the process?”

“SO! The prom committee reached out to me and my band, right?” She started, the joy never once faltering from her voice. “They want us to play at prom! We get in free of charge and our dates get fifty percent off!”

Eddie made a sound of bewilderment and excitement for his girlfriend, immediately going to wrap his arms around her to hug, lift, and spin her all in one fluid movement. “Incredible! I expect nothing less from my dearest, my one and only star.” He smiled and gave her forehead a gentle kiss.

Once (Y/n) was let go by Eddie’s embrace, she started her little victory lap around the trailer. Her unbridled joy filled the entire living room and pierced Eddie right in the heart. The way her eyes lit up as she celebrated.

Although a small earwig in his head tried to feed him jealous thoughts, ones of anger for not being selected as part of the Hawkins High School entertainment, he shook them away. No jealousy nor anger would ever come out of someone else’s happiness. Now the real challenge was finding whatever formal wear he had left and making sure it was appropriate to make his girls’ dream come true.

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When (Y/n) got the letter from the Hawkins High School Prom Committee, she was over the moon excited. Letting her other members that they were so on for the occasion and to get prepared. Of course, at the next practice, they were learning more mainstream covers to appeal to the greater audience, but that wasn’t going to stop them from sneaking in an original. The committee was only allowed to give them an hour-long slot due to budgeting and because they knew those students wanted to enjoy the night too.

“I have a quick question.” (Y/n) spoke up during a break during their practice session, “How do you guys feel about Long Live?” she asked somewhat nervously. That song was one of her passion projects, something she really poured her heart and soul into.

“I think it's phenomenal.” Kat smiled as she answered honestly. “I can tell you worked hard on it, and you know where you want to go with it. And you’re also not a total bitch to either me or Bianca when it doesn’t sound like you expected.”

“You just want to perform it for your man.” Bianca giggled and teased (Y/n), tapping her gently yet playfully on the arm. “It’s beautiful.”

“I hope I tell both of you how much I appreciate you.” (Y/n) smiled brightly, pulling the two in for a one-armed hug for each. All 3 girls agreed that if they had even the smallest hint of an original song, they would share it and attempt to work on it. “There are still some missing pieces, but we have time. It’s almost done.”

Kat stood up and looked her dead in the eye, a stern yet loving look on her face. “You better not doubt yourself, because good god you are one of the most talented songwriters I have ever met.”

(Y/n) beamed with appreciation and pride. She was told before that she was a good writer, by her bandmates, mother, and Eddie. But sometimes that feeling hits different when it comes after achieving something huge. It was settled, (Y/n)’s hard worked love ballad was to be played on the night of prom.

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At the next Hellfire meeting, (Y/n) sat in her corner with her notebook. She never played the tabletop game herself, but it doesn’t mean she enjoyed the chatter of the boys at the table.

“Oh, go screw yourself! I totally had a good window to roll for stealth!” Dustin exclaimed to Mike.

“You take forever to decide what to do, and Eddie was already counting down before the hobgoblin would kill us all!” Mike retorted in defense.

“So immediately charging him straight on would’ve been the best tactic?” Jeff defends Dustin from Eddie’s left side.

The boys continued bickering until Eddie put a stop to it, continuing with part seven of their multi-part campaign. Although it was noisy, (Y/n) didn’t mind. It was a heartwarming kind of noise. A noise of joy, regardless of who rolled what. She stayed in her little corner, occasionally piping up with a joke towards whoever was the victim. Her thoughts, however, were focused on her notebook. The book she used to write down lyrics and ideas.

“You’re really enamored with that little book there, sweetheart.” Eddie teased her lightly, smiling at her.

“None of your business, dearest.” She responded with a chuckle. (Y/n) took her pen and jotted down a quick 'a band of thieves in ripped up jeans' and her eyes met Eddie’s gaze. “I’m serious. Let me plot and scheme in peace.”

“There shall be no peace for you as long as I live and breathe as your boyfriend.” Eddie quickly retorted, going back to the campaign that he worked tirelessly on.

“Evidently.” She giggled, also going back to the notebook she paid most of her attention to.

Nobody really complained about (Y/n)’s presence in the corner of the club room. Although it was at first off putting to have someone just watching them the entire time, they were soon warmed up after the first few weeks of her bringing snacks. Sometimes she’d even help them with how to proceed. She wasn’t a player at all, but at least she was familiar and respected their time and when they would go over. Essentially adopting a motherly role to the younger kids and being a damn good influence and person to the rest of them.

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The countdown to prom officially hit its 14-day mark. In 2 weeks time, every junior and senior would be lining up to get inside a stuffy gym to dance and try to spike some punch. (Y/n) already had her dress picked out. Something she could maneuver in. A sparkling purple ensemble that hugged her chest yet flowed out in a subtle manner. She never told Eddie what the dress looked like, only that he should get a purple tie to match. Lighter colors weren’t really his thing, neither was prom, yet he still searched the shops far and wide for the perfect color.

(Y/n) sat in a corner of Eddie’s bedroom on the floor, toying with chords on her guitar, humming the melody to her hardworking self-written song. She had sort of a blank stare on her face as she kept playing the same chord progression repeatedly.

“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” Eddie pipes up and sits across from her on the same floor.

She shook out of her trance and looked at her boyfriend. Sighing softly, she sets the guitar against the wall. “I feel like I’m stuck.” Her voice came out soft against the din of the air conditioning.

Eddie crawled over to her, his pocket chains jingling together. His arms enveloped her on the floor as he held her tightly in an embrace, her side to his chest as he moved his legs to either side of her body. His body slowly started rocking out of habit, allowing the two to sway subtly yet soothingly. “You know, babe, you are the most amazing, fantastic girl in the world. Beautiful, strong, a fuckin’ genius.” He whispered his compliment after he planted a kiss on the shell of her ear.

The kiss sent a quick shiver down her spine. “Well right now I feel dumb.” She huffed, “This stupid prom thing is stressing me out.”

“Screw the prom right now. You need to rest. Stress is just going to make you feel worse about it.” He spoke as he cradled her head to his chest, moving backwards to lay down. “I want you to be proud of where you are, and I want you to actually enjoy the night.”

The two of them laid on the floor, (Y/n) stared at the ceiling as Eddie stared right at her. This position allowed her to relieve the tension that she was holding in her body. “Why do you have to be right?” She spoke sarcastically.

“I want the very best for my very best.” His lips placed another peck on her head.

A comfortable silence reached the couple. The only noise ever heard within the room being the echo of the air conditioning. At some point, (Y/n)’s eyes closed as she fell into a light slumber. Once this was noticed by Eddie, he gently picked her up and set her in the bed while lying next to her. Covering the two with blankets, he shut his eyes and fell into his own rhythm of sleep.

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 “It’s a meeting day and the yearbook crew needs photos for the yearbook soon.” (Y/n) told the entirety of Hellfire before they started. “It’s why I had Eddie get you guys here early.”

“And because she is way more organized and actually has a camera to take the pictures with.” Eddie chuckled and wrapped an arm around her, planting a kiss on her cheek.

The boys nodded in understanding. Since they were already in their Hellfire “team” shirts, it wasn’t too hard to plan. The setup was simple, a white backdrop pinned to the wall while they stood in front of it with various poses. Several group pictures and several individual headshots for the boys. Headshots including a smile and a smolder from each member. Some of the photos included were also some staged “action” shots of Eddie standing at the head of the table with the boys surrounded to stand over as if they were planning an attack.

Eventually, the roll of film was getting noticeably used up. (Y/n) wanted to keep some for natural shots within the club during the meeting, hoping that she wouldn’t be too obvious but honestly, it wasn’t an exceptionally big deal. Being able to capture a moment of genuine pleasure on the faces of the group she cared so much about was more important.

Later that week, (Y/n) and Eddie stood in the red room of the schools’ yearbook committee. The freshly developed photos hung on a string to dry. Both smiled at the multiple photos of the club just being themselves.

“It’s not fair how they treat you.” (Y/n) spoke bitterly. They were the same as everybody else, just more confident in what they enjoy compared to those same people.

“It is what is it, sweetheart.” Eddie sighed in response, but he agreed. “Not much we can do but hold our heads high.”

“At least you’re confident and passionate about what you love! That’s what makes you different. Something that makes you also incredibly admirable too.” She hummed and gave a peck to his cheek. “Still gives them no excuse for what they do.”

Eddie smiled small at his girlfriend, turning her to face him. “That’s good. I’m pretty confident that I’m in love with you.”

(Y/n) blinked at him, his infectious smile spreading to her. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders as she brought him into a kiss. Only breaking after a moment for air. “I am so very in love with you as well.”

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Here it was, the night of the Hawkin’s High Prom of 1986. The stage was already set up for the live act of the night but in the meantime, a large mix of tapes was selected to play over the sound system in the gym. The event had only started 45 minutes ago.

Eddie strolled in with other members of the Hellfire Club, fashionably late of course. For a bunch of presumed delinquents, they cleaned up real nice. Mike, Dustin, and Lucas were lucky to be there as underclassmen due to being invited by the other upperclassmen members of the club.

“So, when is (Y/n) gonna perform?” Dustin asks the group, sitting down at a table on the outskirts of the gym.

Eddie shrugged. “Not sure, was only told it was about an hour block.” He looked around the room for any sight of his girlfriend.

On the other side of the stage, (Y/n) was peeking behind a door to watch the Hellfire members sat at the table. They were late, it scared her. What scared her even more was that they were on within 15 minutes. Kat and Bianca were behind her and staring out of the same window on the door.

“What the hell is their problem? 45 minutes late?” Kat exclaimed pessimistically. “They would’ve been dead if it were up to me.”

“Hey, it’s not that bad. At least they missed Jason and his dumb ass entrance.” Bianca shrugged. “I did not need to see all that movement from him of all people.” She giggled. This made Kat snort with laughter and her hand quickly shot up to cover her nose. Which then forced all three girls into laughter behind the door.

Soon enough, it was time for them to start their set. The crowd was excited enough to watch the girls enter and play a few starting notes of a Tears for Fears song. Knowing the newer, more popular songs really paid off for the excitement of the crowd. While she sang, (Y/n) spotted the club dancing and slowly moving towards the front. Seeing the people she loved having a great time only made her want to perform even better. Just so she could see that happy expression shared through the group.

It was nearing the end of their set, just so they could also enjoy time at the prom. (Y/n), Kat, and Bianca all nodded toward each other. The drummer and guitarist paused as (Y/n) took the mic to start speaking to the gym.

“I just wanna start out and say, I hope everybody is having an amazing time. Everybody looks amazing, you all deserve to feel the same way too.” She started, earning a cheer from the student body. “But I did want to preface this next song by saying it’s an original!” Her somewhat nervous chuckle didn’t hinder her in the slightest. “I wrote it thinking about the people I really love. Especially the one who was the biggest help, even if he didn’t know it. This is Long Live.” (Y/n) finished her miniature speech, then gestured for Kat and Bianca to start the beginning chords and beat of the song as students were cheering, the cheering of the Hellfire Club being the loudest in the room.

The beginning was a hopeful melody, arousing feelings of happiness and celebration. The moment (Y/n) started singing the opening verse to her song, Eddie felt nothing but love and adoration for his girlfriend. With every lyric there was a mention of something they’ve done or said. At the first celebratory sung cheer of “long live”, followed by mystical references, he could tell the remnants of earlier campaigns littered her lyrics.

“You traded your baseball cap for a crown,” (Y/n) sang with a smile, pointing her finger at Dustin who was absolutely enamored with the song, cheering and dancing with Mike and Lucas as if nobody was around. The maternal love she felt towards those boys would never dwindle.

The one phrase that perfectly described the group and how they felt was simple, yet so unbelievably powerful. None of them would ever forget it, they are the band of thieves in ripped-up jeans.

After a moment, the song approached its final chorus. Finally closing with “we will be remembered” and taking their final bow of the night. All judgement seemed to cease with the song, students of all different cliques cheering and applauding for the girl group as they made their way off the stage and back into the crowd.

(Y/n) wasted no time in finding Eddie, running into a hug where he spun her around off the ground. He showered her with compliments and pecks all around her face then pulled her into a lasting embrace. Enjoying the moment he was able to feel and share with her. “You are the most amazing, beautiful, talented woman I know.” He said with a grin.

“Thank you, my love. But you are my inspiration.” She giggled and kissed him, bringing him out to the floor to dance with her.

“I’ve got to get you to write for Corroded Coffin more. With your genius we could sell out stadiums.” He chuckled, spinning her lightly.

(Y/n) held his hand tightly as he spun her, returning “Sounds like a plan,” when she was finally chest to chest with him. The couple continued to sway and dance with the pre-taped music over the loudspeaker. Right now, nothing else mattered but the two of them together. It may not be a kingdom, but the gymnasium lights really shined for them as they danced the night away.

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[scribble-dribble-writes]

At the script lab! I think there was a post on tumblr under the namor tag that has the full link to the full scropt. I read the entire thing, THE MOVIE SHOULD HAVE BEEN THIS IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN THISSSS it would have been 4 hours long but i don’t care

Oooooof I just read through it and I now understand why they cut back on their scenes a bit. In fact after reading it, I'm even more impressed with the film.

The scenes between them during this movie at all cost appear very forced and takes away the beauty of their relationship we see in the film. Two of his most pivotal dialogues, the one about broken leaders and it could have been different weren't in the script. So I'm guessing that would have been added on later as the scenes progressed.

I'm glad they didn't paint him out to be this guy who held her hostage and then tried to seduce her because in my head that goes against his core philosophy of slaves and taking advantage of them?

So some of their dialogue is intriguing and I'm glad we got a taste of their tension that's between them.

In my experience, as cliched as enemies to lovers is, it's the most difficult to get right. Cause a slight mishap in the characterization and it will turn toxic. So I loved how their dynamic is in the movie. The glances, the understanding and their pain tying them together.

Both of them actually need time to understand eachother and get over their own biases. Some of the scenes have Namor like he's this guy with only one objective and make him look bland in some aspects, but in the movie and with the tweaks they've made, we get this great anti hero.

What I think we need from here on out is to see Namor's vulnerability. Black panther 2 is from Shuri's point of view and I am so glad they did not take that away from her. In the script, you can sense this imbalance of power, Namor is a god and Shuri is an enhanced individual at best. But in the movie, they get it right and portray them as equals really, that at the end of the day, they are just two rulers of their respective kingdoms. I'm glad they didn't make him this power hungry old man hahaha. I'm pretty sure some woman got thrown into the mix and we get the female gaze through this entire movie.

And my god! Taking just a couple lines on the sheet and then bringing this character to life? Tenoch Huerta is a godsend. His emotions and complications that he wove into his performance. Sheesh, I love him. All the other cast as well like woah you are all amazing.

But what I'm happy about is that I've got new material to feast on, digest and use in my fic hehe.

So the takeaway is that, the movie is my more preferred choice haha. It has been pieced together marvellously.

*Also the scene of him with the conch shell isn't in the script, so did Tenoch just improv it? If he did, I want to kiss his cheeks and tell him he's the live of my life 🤣

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[sadquickchristmassnowman]

i watched iasip. once again, thank you for the long post. you really sold me on it, and i'm glad you did. i don't have anyone to share my thoughts to, so i thought i'd come back here.

(just for the record, i watched from season 5-16, because i struggle to get into shows if they start off slow. after i write this, i'm going to go back and watch season 1-4)

my first thoughts were, i'm surprised how much of the soundtrack i know. the background music and intro go so hard, don't get me wrong, but i was shocked how much of it i've already heard from youtube videos and stuff.

my seconds thoughts were. woah i hate everyone yet i care for them?? now that is good writing. but also i've never gasped or said "oh no" aloud so much while watching a show. again, good writing.

surprisingly, several of the episodes like, hit me hard and got me genuinely feeling like shit. cough the suburban house episode cough.

i was also surprised at the out right gayness. normally from these types of sitcoms, i've grown to accept the odd gay joke and gay-coded characters. but a canonically gay character that's sexuality is brought up often and isn't just stereotypes ontop of stereotypes? that (sadly) really shocked me.

i also found myself able to predict the way the episodes were gonna go, not for all of them but for quite a few. my brain would just assume the worst, and then it would happen. which, i think added to the atmosphere if anything. the dramatic irony and the dread i would feel as the episode progressed really just hooked me. i knew it was all going to shit, i hated it was all going to shit, but i couldn't stop watching.

overall, a very enjoyable show. i think i might like it a little less when i watch the earlier 4 seasons, because i'm assuming it'll be physically painful to watch. but again, thank you! you've created an iasip fan!

I'm really glad you liked it! thanks for the update bro 👍 (and are you saying you literally watched the entirety of seasons 5-16? if so that was SPEEDY as hell dude that's awesome)

and yep! a lot of the soundtrack, including the title sequence song, are just from an unlicensed free music library online lmfao, so a lot of youtubers and stuff use it when they need music that won't get them demonetized for improper copyrighting etc. this is because they started the show with such a small budget lmao, and they decided to just stick with it. it's a funny bit tbh. here's the pieces they use for score if you were wondering, I listen to them a lot lmfao it's genuinely good music (coming from a music major who listens to instrumental orchestral shit a lot lmao)

and YES it's so awesome how terrible the characters are as people, yet you're still captivated by them and genuinely care about them. that's storytelling baybee!!! some people don't really vibe with that aspect of the show and it puts them off so I’m glad you liked it.

the suburbs episode LMAO that one's a classic. something I had a bit of trouble with at the beginning was being able to separate myself from the characters and just appreciate the comedy and story from an objective standpoint. I just really tend to put myself in the characters' positions or immediately find any way I can to empathize with the scenario. but this show becomes so painful to watch if you try to do that the whole time, so learning to take myself out of the story and just really not take any of it seriously at all has been interesting to say the least. this isn't to say you shouldn't have emotional responses to the show or connect with the characters, not at all, just that I had to learn to really not take the jokes and scenarios seriously. I hope that somewhat made sense

and yes!!! canon gay representation!!! even though rob mcelhenney (guy who plays mac) isn't gay, his mom is gay and he has two gay brothers, so he has been surrounded by the queer community his entire life. he's one of the few straight men who I think are truly qualified to play a gay character, and he does it very respectfully and mindfully, while not compromising the spirit and humor of the show itself. I really respect him for that, and it's one of the things that makes this show really special to me.

(p.s. idk if you've seen mythic quest? that's another one with great gay rep. I think I remember you mentioning you'd seen it but I thought I’d put that in here just in case you haven’t)

you saying that you would predict what was going to happen next because you just thought "what's the worst way this could go," and then it did indeed follow that worst case scenario, made me laugh lmao. I have a similar experience watching. it's exactly like you said: you know it's going to shit, you hate that it's going to shit, but you just can't stop watching regardless.

and, I don't know if you’ve already watched seasons 1-4 by the time I post this, but they're really not bad at all. in fact, seasons 2 and 4 are in my top 6 seasons of the show overall, and the season 4 finale is one of the most iconic episodes in the entire series. I just meant that season 5 is a good place to start because it immediately gets going, it makes sense without too much context, and it's a good way to gauge whether you'd be into the rest of it or not. but that's awesome that you just immediately watched all the way to the present.

anyway! yippee!!! welcome to the club! I’m a pretty new fan too tbh I started watching this august, but I’m really glad I was able to recommend you something that I love, and that you really enjoy as well. lmk what you think of seasons 1-4 or if you ever want to talk more about the show, as you can see I am always down to yap about my favorite sitcoms lmao (sorry about the unnecessarily long response) happy honda days 💯

p.s. here's a picture of the sunny cast at la pride :)

#jesus christ let me just write another essay I guess #once again making it clear that I am a professional yapper #it's always sunny in phildelphia #iasip

[beniial]

Half Life 2

Woah! I do reviews now. These aren't going to be professional critiques or anything, I just wanted somewhere to dump my thoughts out as I work through games. A lot of these will also be posted over on Backloggd, if you want to see all of them together. Also, don't expect them all to be this long. I just had a lot of thoughts I wanted to get out.

Half Life 2 feels revolutionary. Not in the sense that it blows what I've played before out of the water, but that I can feel how it changed the way games after it were designed and influenced where we are now. I've been meaning to get around to it for a while after playing HL1 on my laptop between classes a couple years back, and after giving it a bit of a try and getting distracted last year I sat down and worked through it over a couple days.

The game's world building is excellent - I think it's its strongest suit. City 17 and its surrounding areas feel like a lived in world, torn apart and scavenged back together in the cracks. The moment to moment story isnt that complicated, often just being enough to point Gordon to the next main location, but I feel like that's ignoring the rest of the story going on. The person waiting at the train station asking if anyone else is getting off, the small resistance armies dotted along the coast, the pinboard in Eli's lab keeping tabs on Breen's rise to power. You see a lot more of the world than just the hallways and canals you're running through, and it feels like spotting these things is a reward itself, even if there are the lambda caches dotted around encouraging you to slow down and comb through the world more as well. It does feel like the game is a bit lacking in the actual environments you're in, though. It matches the setting but a huge chunk of the game is spent in kind of samey urban environments, and when it does switch up the aesthetic you're normally locked into that new look for a while as well, like the coastal cliffs or the inside of Nova Prospekt.

Playing the game, you cant help but feel how excited the Valve designers were about their new engine. Every setpiece or mechanic has a "WOW" factor you can still feel today, with both big dramatic changes in the environment and tiny details among the rubble that only exist to give you more toys to play with. The "pick up that can" moment early on isn't just a tutorial for moving objects, it's the developers showing just how immersive a game can be in the future year of 2004, and giving you the freedom to throw that can at a cop's face and then run away giggling while they chase after you. The game is in wonder of the source engine's technology and wants to show off just how flexible it can be. Unfortunately, part of the game's wonder with its own technology is having Gordon sit down in a vehicle and pilot the physics engine for a while. Yes this deserves its own section. I don't think they're quite as boring as other people have said, there's plenty of side areas to explore and you have to get out on foot often to break up the pace, but they're definitely not as strong as the core gameplay. They feel like a 10 minute setpiece stretched out to an hour for the sake of not wasting all the time it took to make them work. The airboat segment is definitely the better segment out of the two - its looser controls and bigger emphasis on doing cool stunts and darting around make it more fun to use, and it gets incorporated into puzzles and combat more often than the car. I suppose I have to put myself back in the moment for these - back then switching from on-foot to in a vehicle on the fly and having it feel realistic would've been enough to hype you through the entire area. Or maybe not. I wasn't there.

The game isn't just about stacking bricks on a seesaw and showing off how cool Havok is, though. The meat and potatoes is still a set of really interesting combat encounters. It felt like all of them had something unique to it, just like the original. Combat is a puzzle, and the solution isn't always to just sprint in and spray whatever gun has the most ammo - I needed to pick out which enemies had to be taken out first, where I could afford to take cover and reload, which I could pick off at a distance or flush out of cover with a grenade. That is until Father Grigori blessed me with the holy 12 gague and let me switch from Gordon Freeman, the MIT scientist plunged into comat, to Gordon, the creature that will sprint up to you at 20mph and blast 12 pellets of 8 damage into your chest before you have time to fire back. I think its a bit of a shame the weapon arsenal is more tame this time around, with the limited use antlion pods not being a substitute for flocks of snarks I have at all times, but they all had a place in combat and I never felt underequipped for what was being thrown at me. Likewise, I prefered the larger range of enemies HL1 had to offer. Combine soldiers are a fun challenge to deal with, but other than headcrabs and zombies in 3 flavours or the occasional swarm of manhacks it felt like I was fighting the same enemies the entire game, just with their health tuned up to match my rising damage output.

The ending cliffhanger worked on me. Episodes 1 and 2 are now installed, and I am ready and eager to be stuck waiting for what comes after them, same as everyone else has for 17 years or so. I dont think it's a perfect sequel to Half Life 1, losing out on its tighter design and variety of content, but it definitely is a perfect introduction to the Source engine, giving the groundwork for other excellent games to work off. Also the gravity gun is cool i guess.

#benialreview #half life 2

[kit-the-dreamer]

Do you have any hc for vex?? How is he like in you're au??

Woah, two questions in one? It seems like you folks do like my long answers, hahaha.

Well, to be fair, in my Au some of Vex's characteristics are based on headcanons of mine, but there's a line I cross were my Au's Vex is no longer SABA's Vex, so I'll leave a short bullet point thing that will warn if the idea is a headcanon (SABA), my Au (Au) or both (SABA/Au).

Enjoy scrolling down •.°♡  :)

(Btw, I managed to recover your first ask and the writing that was done, but thanks for asking it again anyways ^^. You saved me from going trough a bad time thinking I had messed it up forever ;w;)

(Btw, some phrases are color coded for better understanding of repeated ideas ♤)

• (SABA/Au) First things first: Vex is from Carnivalia and no one can convince me otherwise. And I swear I don't even know if more people had this idea before the post from lacking-hydration that I've been seeing around, but at the time I had the idea it was completely original for me because it sparked in my head some months ago when I was playing LBPpsvita and saw this:

⬆️ Vex and the platform's color palette & pattern ⬆️

[These are screenshots from other people's gameplays]

And since then, it has been enough of a proof for me ùwú

(Obviously, the thematic of carnivals and jesters being related is something that boosted this headcanon and was taking in consideration when thinking about this.)

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• (SABA/Au) Contrary to some ideas I've seen around, I don't quite beleive Vex is the reason of the lack of knitted knights. I just feel this isn't something he would do, because if he gets rid of ALL of them, how can HE have any FUN? Without anyone around to play with, his life would be very boring. I think this is clearly stated in his personality and way to be.

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• (SABA/Au) In SABA, I felt like Vex never showed his true potential, he's just fooling around to play a bit with us. I don't even think he takes Sackboy seriously at all! Like, even when we are fighting him, he never really gets angry until he is given physical damage, but even so, his voice tone doesn't get agrier as we are closer to defeat him. It's like if he knows he can't actually be defeated, he knows he'll just be given a ''time out''. This is why he even bothers to fake his defeat in the ''final level'', if you know what I mean. He wants to mock us, laugh in our faces the fact that he is technically inmortal, and the evidence of this statement relies on his final phrase, "As long as there are dreams, there will be nightmares", something I firmly beleive it's objectively true, not only due to the 'universe balance/ying-yan' thingy but also because nightmares ARE dreams, and since the Imagisphere can't exist without these and he's the personification of such, well... you get the point :P. Actually, this ''true potential'' thingy is one of the plot points of the development of my SABA Au's story.

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• (Au) I want his redemption, but I don't think I should beleive on it since I don't see any reason (in SABA) why Vex would have a redemption arc. He enjoys being the way he is. HOWEVER, my heart still desires said event to happen u-u , and this feeling was actually boosted by one of Scarlet's dialogues in the menu of "The Knitted Knight trials", wich goes something like "(...) Yeah, it inculcated terror on every creature that dared to attack Craftworld, although almost none had a heart." (I can't really remember the exact quote rn, but u get the idea ;w;). The word ''almost '' gives away the chance of 3 possible things to happen:

1. There is a redempted villain living in Craftworld or somewhere else at the moment. We may or not have met them already.

2. Scarlet KNOWS about a certain villain that just 'acts tough' on the outside but is soft on the inside (aka. ''has a heart''). This said villain COULD be Vex, since both of them have already met before, so they have more chances of 'knowing the real other' (but I kinda doubt it)

3. Vex WAS good before some kind of 'villain making' event happened and was friends/pals with Scarlet, or at least she knew something about him, so she knows Vex ''had a heart'' at some point in his life.

However, I highly doubt that she is referring to Vex, I see the option 1 the most possible one tbh, but I think 2 and/or 3 would be pretty neat. This is kinda the limit line between the headcanon and my Au honestly.

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• (SABA/Au) Is Vex related to the Uproar Dragons?

This is a question that could be given two similar answers: 'yes' and 'kinda'. The first one consists of Vex actually being the creator of said creatures, since he is ''The master/god of the Uproar", and it could also be a way to even mock further the Knitted Knights, since it would represent the typical 'knights vs. dragons' fairytale stereotype thing, so it would be a 'fun show' to watch for him when he is in this ''time out'' or just doesn't bother to come to Craftworld in person. This 'fun show' idea is based on the feeling that the Uproar Dragons don't sound much of a threat compared to Vex, since we are told that Scarlet could manage to defeat a WHOLE PACK of them, so Vex would only send them to Craftworld for the sake of sole amusement and not real will to cause true damage. He can do that himself after all. On the other hand, the second answer to this question, 'kinda', consists of Vex being related to the Uproar Dragons but not being his creator. Basing myself on what I stated before, the existence of the Uproar is not an external force(? to The Imagisphere, therefore, it is meant to exist in the universe. Due to this, the Uproar can also create stuff and beings out of their own, such as Dreams and Imagination can (the two energies that every Imagisphere's creature owes its life to), so it would be coherent if it (the Uproar) created Vex AND the Uproar Dragons, so it would mean that these two are related due to their origins, but may not be related in terms of having any kind of relationship (friendship, partners in crime, pals, etc.). Maybe they just know each other, but I don't believe they would partner up to attack Craftworld since I don't believe they would have the same purposes or objectives for doing so, but I lack of information to sustain this last part :/

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• (SABA/Au) Vex KNOWS he is nessesary in The Imagisphere, and loves rubbing it on our faces. He knows we want to get rid of him, but also knows we can't, because his phylosophy is the correct one.

This also made me beleive that Vex isn't ''''completely evil'''', even if it's true that he enjoys what he's doing, he stands for what he thinks is ''correct''. He doesn't care about balance, but he KNOWS that the Uproar is necessary for life to have SENSE. He's just proving his point to everyone by providing this feeling of ''terror and exitement'' to Sackboy and other creatures, since it's objectively true that without him the events that occurred in SABA wouldn't exist, meaning there would be not a story to tell nor a ''brand new adventure'' at all! And do creators/dreamers enjoy imagining a monotonous happy life of 'x' character? No, I don't think so. We desire action. And he knows it, and a plus would be that he's actually enjoying 'his job' or role a liiittle way too much...

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• (Au) His own perspective on the consequences of the Topsy Turver and the Uproar affected Sackboy:

This one is TOTALLY my Au. I highly doubt that in SABA Sackboy would ''''miss'''' Vex by any means, but in my Au, Vex changed Sackboy's perspective on life since he (Vex) got ''defeated''. Vex presented the Uproar as something exciting and fun, and he isn't lying about that IF you see it from this perspective: compare the Uproar with a rollercoaster. It is scary, true, and has lots of screams in between, true, but the fun and excitement can't be denied (unless you have some kind or phobia or smth). Due to this, Vex made ''realize'' Sackboy that the Uproar (and the God of Chaos himself) is nessesary in Craftworld's existence, specially since without 'big adventures' (provided by Vex) Sackboy's life would be monotonous and with no purpose. Damn, without Vex Sackboy wouldn't have been named a Knitted Knight nor know about Scarlet and The Knitted Knight's existence themselves! I believe that realizing this sort of things could give him (Sackboy) all sorts of internal crisis (existential and moral) that would open up doors for further manipulation that'll benefit Vex in any way.

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And this would be it! ^^

For now ;w;

I don't know if I have more stuff back in my mind, but if I do come up with new ideas I guess I'll just randomly share them xd

I hope my answer satisfies your expectations ;w; . I really enjoyed writing this, so real thanks for the ask! ♡

#ask #saba #vex #sackboy a big adventure #l o n g #anon #headcanon #saba au #theories #🤔

[willing-but-not-able]

I can't believe I didn't think to post this on my blog where I mention stuff about Obey Me! 🤦

Anyways, this is a fanfic I'm writing about my OCs and the Obey Me Boys, the title is shitty so it'll be left in the tags 😷 but fair warning, this isn't a xreader, it's an xOC.

I'm also posting this on Wattpad so head over there if you wanna read everything I've posted instead of waiting for my slow ass to post it here.

Alright, with that out the way, enjoy reading~

Chapter 1: Unwanted Meeting

It was an unusually dark Sunday night. Outside was deathly quiet and most everyone was at home sleeping the night away. One person was awake in the early hours of three in the morning. Cassie sat in her bedroom letting a video play in the back. She lay on her bed staring at the ceiling, the only light came from her laptop and even that was starting to bother her. Her head limply rolled to one side and that only made the headache she had throb worse than it already was.

She just wanted a fleeting moment of relief where she could fall asleep and end the day of her sorrows, but that didn't seem as if it were coming. She remained awake with videos behind her playing on autoplay. She opened and shut her eyes over and over hoping one time she'd finally fall asleep.

She sighed. "If only things weren't this way..." Her mind raced with all her intrusive thoughts she tried to suppress, not just during the day, but all the time.

Loneliness always crept on her during the night the most. That creeping feeling forced her to cling onto any comfort she could give herself. Her arms wrapped around her body and she tightly closed her eyes curling in a ball hoping sleep would finally come.

Behind her, the light from her laptop started to glow brighter, so bright that she opened her eyes wondering why the light was getting brighter. She shielded her eyes and tried to push down the laptop screen at its brightness, however, it was stuck and she couldn't even close it.

"What the hell?"

Then something emerged from the screen and she felt a weight push her back on her bed. The light finally faded and her eyes landed on the object that pushed her back-well, the person. Resting with their body half on her bed and half off, this person had seemingly come from her laptop, her window was still closed and there was nowhere else they could have come from.

Carefully, she inched her hands toward them wanting to see if they were real. Touching their back, she flinched when feeling their body.

"What's going on?"

She got off her bed and tried to see the person's face. They were slumped over her bed and in an act of curiosity, she pushed their shoulders and got them to slide off the bed onto their back. She still flinched, but now seeing their faces they looked pretty normal-as normal as purple hair could.

That's when their eyes started to flutter open and Cassie let out a small gasp not knowing what to do. She pressed herself against the wall and let them get up.

"That was harder than I thought." The purple haired individual soon noticed Cassie and they both stared at each other. "Woah! Who are you?" He said in a panic.

"Me? Who are you? This is my room and you just... appeared inside here."

He looked around and then looked back at Cassie. "This is where I ended up? Some normie's bedroom?"

Cassie's eyes narrowed. "The hell is a normie?"

He snickered. "That's something a normie would say."

Knowing he wasn't going to answer her question, she moved on. "Okay, so you just appear in my room, insult it, then don't even tell me who you are or even where you came from?"

"Okay, fine. My name's Leviathan-you can call me Levi-and I came here because I was summoned."

"Summon? Like a ritual or something?"

"Yeah." He gave a confused look. "You did summon me didn't you?"

Her head shook. "No, I don't know anything about demons or summoning." Her eyes narrowed. "Are you... a demon?"

"Yeah I am, but if you didn't summon me, then why did I appear here?"

While Levi thought about the situation, neither one of them said anything. It was a shock for them both on different levels, this made Cassie speak up after a moment.

"So what, since you were summoned, are you stuck here now?"

Levi looked off. "Pretty much, until I fulfill whatever request you asked of me, I can't leave."

"Are you serious? I-I don't know what I could have asked of you."

Levi grinned and took out his phone. "Well, this is good for me. There's a new game out right now and it's so popular, even my pre-order got canceled. I was gonna go in-store to get it and being in the human realm is my best chance to get it!"

In his excitement, Cassie put two-and-two together. Her eyes narrowed and she turned around to pick up something from a side table behind her.

"You mean this game?" While she held up the game package Levi's eyes went wide and he got close to her barely trying to touch it.

"You actually have it? What's a normie like you doing with a game like this? It was delayed for a while and you mean to tell me you have it, but I don't? No, it must be because it's a sequel. It was hyped up so you probably just got it and quit playing after an hour."

Cassie sighed. "Dude, I have all the games in this series, and I was one of the people waiting to get this game five years ago."

He seemed shocked. "You actually know how long it was delayed for?"

"Yeah, I did pre-order this and mines was almost canceled too."

Levi's gaze went from annoyed to slightly interested. "Then why don't you have more memorabilia? How can you be a fan of something and not buy everything they come out with."

"Maybe because I'm a broke college student?"

"Huh? Oh, you're in school."

"Yeah, that's why I need you to leave. I have school in the morning and if I'm lucky I can get at least three hours of sleep."

"I told you I can't leave, but I can promise to get out of your way if you let me play the game."

"Do you at least have a console to play it on?"

"You think I'd risk losing that?"

"Then you're not playing it. You'll have to create a new profile and I don't want that, plus who knows what stupid settings you'll change."

"I promise I won't do anything, just let me play!"

His voice was whining at this point and it didn't seem as if he was going to give up. The time ticked on and Cassie was well aware she wasn't getting any sleep, but it occurred to her she could at least get her mind off the night with his playing.

She crossed her arms. "Fine, whatever."

Levi was overjoyed and grabbed her hands, showing his appreciation by lowering his head. "Thank you!"

She took her hands back. "Anyways, but there's a condition... let me watch you."

"That's all? Then I don't mind, besides I'm sure you're not that good at the game anyways, so I'd be more than glad to teach-"

Cassie walked out her bedroom door and slammed it shut.

"Hey!"

Levi was quick to follow her and found the living room where she was standing in front of her TV changing the input.

"Did you hear me human?"

She glared at him. "You sure talk a lot."

"What's with you, aren't you scared in the slightest that I'm a demon? Who talks to a demon like that?"

"A person who's more scared of their own species. Besides, you don't exactly come off as a 'demon' no bright red horns or deformed figure you know?"

Levi pursed his lips and started fuming. "I'm just not in my demon form."

"Really? Still, unless you look like some of the monsters in this game, you're probably not that scary." Before Levi could say anything else, she held the controller out to him. "Here, I made the profile and started the game. Be careful not to screw up my save."

With a slight pout, he took the controller and sat down on her couch. Cassie sighed and sat on the other end, she pulled her feet up and listened to the soft sounds of his excitement.

While Cassie couldn't believe he was a demon, he had to have been something. How else did he pop out of her laptop? So while she was curled up on the corner of the couch, she watched Levi and found him fully invested in the opening cinematic of the game.

Just as quickly as he started playing, Cassie felt herself grow drowsy. No matter her efforts, she eventually fell asleep faster than she ever could have on her own...

#obey me #obey me shall we date #om! shall we date #obey me leviathan #obey me fanfiction #obey me fanfic #om! leviathan #levi obey me #shall we date leviathan #levi x oc #longing for belonging

[liatieska]

Adding on to my last post, here's some sad depressed Argyle:

Here he is. Sitting in his dirty bedroom. Clothes all over the floor, papers and different objects covering every surface available and then some, music tapes in every possible drawer. Just a complete mess. That's usually how it always is, but there's a key problem here:

Argyle isn't high. He hasn't been able to touch the stuff since everything that happened. He's been bone dry sober for over two weeks and it's terrible. His head is filled with burying bodies, super powered children of cursed experiments, and evil creatures under the Earth that want domination.

He didn't understand how Jonathan got through years of this. Course, he did get high quite often when they became friends, but still.

Argyle wasn't sober very often but when he was it made him think, and he wanted to do anything but. He knew he shouldn't, not in this head space, but he opened his dresser drawer and pulled out a metal lunchbox. He opened the container and pulls out a pre-rolled joint.

"Purple Palm Tree Delight." He tries to sound excited but it doesn't ring true. He sits on the floor and lights the joint. Argyle takes a long drag, motions coming natural. It feels nice, body seeming to finally still and his brain quiets.

After a few puffs he relaxes into the side of his bed and humming quietly. It's good, quiet. He stretches his arms over his head as a small smile crosses his face. He can relax.

His heart seems to stop beating as the sound of a helicopter sounds outside. Argyle's breath hitches as he starts to panic. His vision is fuzzy, he's getting dizzy. He didn't even realize he stood up until he had tripped over his own feet and fell against one of his desks.

Something hit the floor and shattered. Argyle didn't know if he screamed or not, it was like he was deaf. His eyesight seemed to be fading, blacking out. He stumbled over to his bedside table and to the phone. Argyle didn't even know who he was dialing.

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Jonathan was going through his polaroid photos from the last week. He'd gotten back from a visit to Hawkins and taken tons of photos for his corkboard. The phone on his bedside table rang. He jolted and sighed. Jonathan stood from his seat and walked out to the phone.

"Hello?"

"Jon, Jonny, hey man, I, I'm having a really really bad trip right now, I'm scared. Can- can you come over dude? I don't know when I'm gonna come down." Argyle was rambling through the phone.

"Woah, Argyle? I- Yeah, yeah I can come over I'll be over right away. Don't move, okay? I'll be right over."

"Okay. Okay." Jonathan hung up. He grabbed a bag and threw some water and a few snacks inside before heading out the door. Argyle's place wasn't too far, but he ran anyway. At the front door he took out his extra key and went inside.

Walking in he found his way to Argyle's room. When he walked inside his friend was balled up in a small cubby between the wall and a dresser.

"Argyle, Argyle, hey." He spoke softly as he strode closer. The man looked up and weakly smiled.

"Hey, dude."

"Hey. You alright?"

"I don't know man, I thought- I thought it would calm me down but, fuck, then I heard something and I freaked the hell out." Jonathan sat down next to him.

"I don't know how you do it, man. Be so calm and...neutral." He snorted.

"Thats an overstatement. I'm not calm about anything, dude."

"Well, then you're sure good at faking it."

"I guess I am. But, dude, if you're ever freaking out about something you can call me, you know?" Argyle hugged his knees.

"I don't know, Jon. It's just- you went through so much more than I did. I almost feel silly."

"Argyle, no, no. What you've seen is terrible, I wish...I wish you hadn't gotten involved. But that doesn't mean what happened to you doesn't suck. We're all in this together, we're here for eachother. I'm here for you." Jonthan squeezed his shoulder. A smile crossed his face.

"Thanks Jon."

"No problem. Now, want to watch a movie, eat junk, and braid your hair?" Argyle grinned.

"Fuck yeah, man."

#argyle #the party #jonathan byers #comfort #togetherness #lovely

[dowagersqueen]

https://www.tumblr.com/theladyalicent/714432700130508800/that-anti-calling-helaena-a-hoe-posted-this-in-the

Woah I thought that post was pretty innocent. I'm not saying it should be in Helaemond's tag, but what's misogynistic about wanting a character's development without a romantic storyline? Isn't it a matter of taste?

OP has other mysogynstic takes about helaena and likes to show fake concern for her plot (implied on twitter that she'd be a hoe if her children were not aegon's and it is in fact an argument some misogynistic greens use against rhaenyra herself, where criticism of rhaenyra passing bastards as heirs turns into slut shaming of her sleeping with multiple men)

they say they want to see helaegon's arranged marriage and always show fake concern about how helaemond might affect aegon/helaena, the greens, the realm, etc but they never talk about helaena's awful situation being married to someone she doesn't love and doesn't love her back like that.

in fact i mentioned today that these people spend more time debating theories about the children being aemond's (which are of course not canon right now) and tweet about helaena being a "hoe" if that is true than they do talking about how toxic helaegon is in the show (it's always fake concern for helaena when aemond is involved)

it is implying that helaemonds just objectify helaena and reduce her when in fact it's a disingineous tactic to judge these shippers and reduce their takes of the story. op think helaegon is more interesting but i cant remember for the life of me tweets about how aegon being a show canon rapist might affect helaena, but i can get you a SS of them implying helaena would be a hoe

helaena cannot be reduced by having an affair out of love for example, because a) she's already an established character with her own interesting story line and b) that's what could actually give more agency, considering she's stuck in a loveless marriage.

and since her story is all written out already, we know how it ends, and we know what she goes through, many people's reponse to the idea of also giving her this plot line is to say "no no, it's better for her to just sit pretty and accept what aegon does"

it's not a matter of taste because almost no one (and i'm only saying almost no one for good measure) who speaks on helaena and her brothers from a romance pov is reducing her to an object of their desire and this is just holier than thou discourse

#asks

[fool-in-his-wedding-gown]

for the mc ask game: 6, 30, and 35!!

6. Do they have a playlist? Share a link! Why did you choose the songs you did?

I'll drop some explanations for the songs after I answer the other questions :3

Putting this under a cut because WOAH this post got long

30. What was their life like before the plague? Their childhood?

Saturn spent the first fourteen years of his life living with his parents & siblings! It was after he realized he was trans that things between them soured & he moved to Vesuvia to live with his aunt. There, he kicked his studies into high gear. He'd always had a fascination with the cosmos, and he'd always been curious, but now he was really taking it seriously. He was fifteen when his aunt died and left the shop to him, which wasn't exactly ideal. She was really the only person he had in Vesuvia (and especially the only person who saw him for who he was), but he couldn't exactly go back to his immediate family, so he stayed. By this point, he was an established researcher and astronomer, so running the shop on his own wasn't really a problem, but he was grieving and he was only fifteen. It took a lot out of him.

At sixteen, he couldn't take it anymore. The pursuit of knowledge (especially in his own field) had always been of the utmost importance to him, and he needed to get away. So when the role of a navigator aboard a merchant ship opened up... I mean, come on. Of course he took that chance. So, using his skills in starmaps and skycharts, he navigated this crew through the seas for a solid year. He was absolutely terrible at everything else (which was to be expected, he was the second-youngest person aboard with no previous nautical experience), but he kept the crew safe and away from dangerous shores and guided it through countless storms. He stepped off that ship at seventeen ready to expand his studies. The time abroad steeled his resolve, and he finally felt ready to combine his skills in his field and pour them into the study of magic. He pursued that for two years on his own. Lots of textbooks and disastrous failures, very little learning by example. His specific area of study was in truth-seeking, revealing, shedding light on dark corners. That's what he'd been doing since he was fifteen. This was just an extension of that with a different, much more efficient tool.

But pursuing it on his own could only take him so far. When he was nineteen, he realized he wanted to learn pyromancy & how to read tarot, and he realized he'd need help. Pyromancy is incredibly finicky and dangerous when wielded by inexperienced hands, and tarot is extremely hard to learn if one isn't being taught by someone already personally familiar with it (besides, it's not like he had his own deck). So he did some poking around and, through the grapevine, he heard about the talents of one Asra Alnazar. As it would happen, Saturn managed to find him on masquerade night.

What started as a business partnership ("you teach me tarot and pyromancy, and I'll show you how I learned my magic near exclusively from textbooks"), became a friendship became a queerplatonic partnership. Asra moved into the shop by the time Saturn was twenty.

Six years passed roughly uneventfully (minus some accidental fires, the both of them developing their skill in magic more, running the shop together, whatever the HELL was going on between Asra and Julian).

And then the plague hit, and everything went to shit. But that's a story for another time.

35. Do they have any material objects that are important to them? What & why?

A cane of orange-brown gnarled wood, given to him by his aunt. Saturn is disabled and this, on top of serving as his mobility aid, has deep sentimental value to him.

A necklace gifted to him by Asra. It's a pendant that looks like a sun, twisting beams radiating outwards from a spherical center. He's unsure if it has any magic tied to it, but if it does, he hasn't found it yet.

Okay songs time :3

I'm not gonna go over all twenty one songs, but I will go over a few of my favorites/most fitting!!

Cicada Days - The way this song expresses & explores grief & the way the narrator speaks to the person who can be presumed to be their partner I thought really reflected Saturn's own guilt & his desperation to be kept close to the people he loves. He may pretend to be a perfectly logical, impartial third party immune to bias, but at the end of the day, he's a man in love and he's afraid of losing that which he loves. Hence "don't let me leave, I'll only take more than I gave"

Battle Cries - A dialogue between two lovers. This one is about as simple as it gets— the two are at a crossroads. Whatever their current situation is, it isn't working. They must change or part ways, and it's clear one wants the former while the other wants the latter.

Curses - Man this one's lyrics just remind me of the plot a lot. "There's a fire in my brain and I'm burning up" & "This house says my name like an elegy" & "Ashes, ashes, dust to dust / The devil's after both of us" all just contain imagery that's very evocative of the plot for me

#the arcana #i'm not even gonna get into passerine today it's Just So Much. it's So Him. #thank you for the ask!! sorry for being abnormal about him it will happen again #pleiades replies! #oc:Saturn Citrinova

[exquisitelyrandom]

poco my beloved

#brawl stars #brawl stars art #wOAH A POST THAT ISN'T ABOUT OBJECTS???

[sery-chan-13]

Games

Chapter 7 to '100 Promises'

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Warnings: Swearing, violence, bullying, blood, I think that's it, but as always feel free to tell me if I missed any.

"I finally got contact lenses. I think they'll be better than my glasses. I mean, yeah, I'll probably still use them, but it's... nevermind, what do you think?" He rambled, a dorky smile on his face. "If it'll make you happy, then you look great," you said, smiling, honestly meaning your words. "I'm asking for your opinion woman, stop giving me the 'if it makes you happy' bullshit. Give me your opinion," he stated, shaking your shoulders."It looks good! I'm not used to seeing you without your glasses, but you look good!" You laughed, your words coming out in a vibrato of sorts from him shaking you. "I'm glad you think so."

"Dear gods my hair is getting long..." he muttered, running his hands through his hair, staring at himself in the bathroom mirror. "I think it looks good," you commented, passing by the bathroom with a laundry basket. "Really? I think I kind of like it too..."

"And how much does it hurt?" He questioned. "Not that much, or so I've heard. Plus, we're getting it at the same time, so... no backing out, or I'll cut your hair," you threatened, your hold on his hand tightening a bit. "No, don't you dare. And I won't back out," he said as you dragged him into the shop. (The fact I've been threatened with that-)

"I somehow can't believe we looked like that!" You laughed, pointing at the photo on your phone. It was from high school, and you were both laughing at how dorky you both looked. "Oh gods... actually, I was kind of hot," you said, giggling a bit. "Have we really changed that much?" Niragi questioned. "Well, let's see," you said, opening the camera and telling Niragi to get into frame. He did so, and you both stuck out your tongues, the matching piercings glinting in the light. You snapped the photo, and put it side by side the one from high school. "Wow... that's a big difference, holy shit," he laughed. You snickered, and posted side by side comparison of the the photos. "Yeah. Huge difference."

"Hatter would like to see you... Alone."

You looked back at Ann, and nodded, getting up. "If she's going, I'm going with," Niragi said, getting up himself. "He said he wants to speak to (Y/N) alone. Respect to rules for once please," Ann chided, as you walked to her side. Niragi laughed, finishing with a smirk, "And since when do I listen to the rules?"

You looked back at him with a proud, yet embarrassed face. Definitely not the same Niragi from back in the real world. He was more confident than you last remembered, that was for sure. "Dude, I'll be totally fine. The least they could do is kill me," you said, a bit to nonchalantly for his tastes. "That seems like a worse case scenario, but ok." he responded, "I'm still going with you." "No, you're not. Look, I'll be fine ok? Just wait outside the door," you suggested. He scoffed, but nodded nontheless. Ann stayed quiet, watching this exchange. 'So... is that all it takes to convince him? Really? All we needed was this girl?' Were her thoughts.

"Oh good, you're here!" Hatter exclaimed as soon as you walked in. Ann stayed outside, and shut the doors behind you. You nodded. Was he happy or just extremely charismatic? You didn't know, but whatever it was, it was nice. It made you feel like you were talking to someone you knew. Like the pleasant ladies from your apartment complex. "Well, what do you want to talk about?"

"Where are we?" You asked as you got off the train. "I don't know. Just took a random train. You said you wanted another adventure," he replied. You gasped. "Niragi Suguru, you did not," you said, grabbing onto his hand to make sure you didn't lose him in the large crowd. "I did. And what of it?" He asked, dragging you out. "Oh my gods... Excuse me, sorry to bother you, but which city are we in?" You asked one of the people who worked there. They smiled and answered with, "Shinjuku. Are you lost?"  You shook your head. "No, we'll be fine. Thank you very much!" You said. Niragi dragged you to the exit. "I don't look presentable to be in Shinjuku right now, Niragi," you said, hiding your face. "You always look nice though. And it's called opportunity. I took it, and now we're here. So, let's take advantage of this, yeah?"

Hatter sat you down. "From what Ann and Aguni reported back to me, you're a quick thinker. Great shot apparently. They were both very impressed," he started. You smiled. "I'm honored they felt that way," you said. Hatter chuckled. "Well, Ann said you'd do well in either position of a militant or an executive. And it's just your luck the precious person who held number 7 recently... died. The games, obviously. Before you came here, actually. Maybe it was a sign it was meant to be yours. And, since you've proven yourself useful, I think it's a good idea," Hatter said, rambling a bit. "That's a bit too high for me, isn't it?" You questioned. You had just gotten here, you couldn't possibly be up that high already. "Uh... no. It's not. So, as of today, you shall be a militant," he said dramatically. You laughed, thanking him as he gave you a wristband with the number seven written on the blue tag. You slipped it on your wrist. "Oh, and just so you know, Aguni will most likely take you under his wing. The militants are mostly guys, so be careful. And... uh... your friend can help you find everything. He'll also show you to your new room. That is all. Goodbye now," he said cheerfully. You smiled brightly, thanking him.

You opened the door to leave, seeing Niragi leaning on the wall across the door. You smiled, closing the door softly behind you. "I'm back," you said. He nodded, "I can see that." "Can you really? You have your contact lenses?" You asked, skeptical. He nodded his head. "Surprisingly," he added. "Hmm... and for how many more days do you have them?" You questioned as he led you through the hotel. "Well, I've been in the borderland about 2 and a half weeks-"

"Woah, hold up... you'd been gone for six months up in the real world-"

"Well, I'm starting to think time runs differently in both places. Because no way in hell have I been here 6 months."

"Ok... continue on."

You two talked about whatever came to mind just like you used to. It was like you never skipped a beat. He lead you down into where they kept the weapons. "Only milatants and Hatter are allowed down here. This is the basement, and also where we keep the weapons. So, take your pick," he said, a smirk on his face. "You're a bit to proud of this aren't you?" You asked, looking over the different weapons. "Maybe," he responded. You didn't have to look at him to know he was smirking, you could just hear it in his voice. You picked out a knife that had a strap around. You also picked up a riffle similar to Niragi's, and turned to face him. "Ok, I'm good," you said. "Tomorrow, the militants are heading out on a supply run. Which means you now too. You can wear actual clothes now, isn't that fun?" He joked. You rolled your eyes shoving him playfully. He ran his tongue over his teeth. "That's really how you want to play, huh (L/N)?" He asked. You could hear the tone behind his words. The tone that meant run or your fucked, because whatever game he's scheming will end with you caught. It was quite normal for you two. Playing games with each other was a hobby back in the real world. Didn't matter how childish or immature they were. "Ouch, my last name? That hurts... Suguru." (Is that his last name or his first name? I don't know, I've been treating it as his last name, but I'm probably wrong) You giggled, running off. There was probably tons of places to hide inside the basement, and probably even more places throughout the beach.

"How was last night? Did you have fun?" He teased as soon as you woke up. You rolled your eyes. "Don't even talk to me about last night. Another disappointment," you groaned, rubbing your eyes. "Damn. That bad, huh?" He said, handing you a mug with coffee in it. You took a sip, and smiled. Perfect... He always made really good coffee, and it impressed you. "Yeah... definitely that bad. I heard him leave this morning, let's hope he never comes back," you said. Niragi laughed, taking a sip of his own coffee. The sunlight came in through the sliding glass door of your apartment.  The sky was painted with pinks and purples. Gold dusted the clouds as the sun touched them. It was perfectly picturesque. "One day, we won't have to live in a sucky apartment building, you know? I promise you that one day we'll have... I don't know where do you want to live?" He asked you. You both walked over to the couch, sitting next to eachother. "I don't know... I'd go anywhere as long as I can still have my best friend with me.''

"Come on out, (Y/N). I'll find you sooner or later. We need sleep," he shouted. You stifled a laugh, and crouched down, sneaking around. You could see him looking around for you. You moved backwards, bumping into someone. You slowly turned around. It was the guys Niragi had introduced as 'Last Boss'.

Throughout the day, you had actually had the opportunity to talk to him a bit. More like you talked, while he observed you, occasionally making a sound of sorts to show you he was listening. He'd also answered your questions, so you thought he wouldnt be that bad. You made the quiet signal, putting a finger to your lips. He looked down quizzically. "Playing a game. Can't let him find me. Wanna join?" You whispered to the mysterious man. He nodded slightly, still a bit confused. "Ok, the objective is to not get caught by Niragi. He doesn't know you're playing yet, so I'll figure something out... oh, I got it! You go hide," you whisper shouted, shooing him off. He went to go hide, and you climbed to the top of one of the darker places. "A new player has joined in. One seeker, two hiders!" You shouted. You heard Niragi laugh. "Dumbass! You're letting me know where you are!"  You smirked. That's what you wanted him to think.

"Oh nice! You got his glasses that's 20 points!" The boys shouted. You struggled to get out of the ropes tied your hands together. You heard Niragi groan, and looked up, seeing him on the floor, blood dripping from his nose. "Niragi!" You shouted in worry. He looked over at you, before one of the guys kicked his face into the ground. You struggled against the ropes the boys had tied around your wrist. It dug into your skin, you could feel the skin being rubbed raw from how much you had struggled against them ."So useless without eachother, huh?" One of them taunted. "Stop hurting him!" You yelled, squirming. "Oh? Would you rather we harm you then? You were always such a pretty girl... to bad you decided to defend him," the leader of their little group said, kneeling in front of you. "I don't give a damn if you hurt me. Stop hurting him!' You shouted. "(Y-y/N), don't," Niragi said, before one of the bullies kicked him in the stomach. He winced in pain, screwing his eyes shut. "Stop it! He didn't do anything to you!" You screamed, struggling even more, the ropes creating rope burn on your skin. "It's not a vengeance thing. It's fun," the leader said, grabbing your chin, making you look up at him. You glared at him in disgust, wanting so badly to just hit him, or spit on him in the moment. But you didn't. You didn't because you knew if you did either you or Niragi would get hurt. More likely Niragi, since they knew he was your weakness. "Just like it's fun making girls like you submit," he added with a smirk. "Don't you dare hurt her! Hurt me all you want, but don't touch her!" Niragi yelled. There was confidence in his words, but you also knew how scared he was. You could see it on his face. "That sounds boring though. What if we just make both of you our little puppets for the night, have you both put on a show?'' One of the guys snickered. This was followed by a chorus of 'not a bad idea' and 'sounds interesting.' You looked at Niragi, fear written all over your face.

You ran quietly, and quickly, knowing he could catch up to you. You looked around the dimly lit basement, and saw the exist to go up. Your eyes caught a flash of movement, and someone grabbed you, putting a hand over your mouth. You were shocked at first, going to scream bloody murder, before seeing it was Last Boss. He let you go, and you took a breath. "Oh my gods... dude that was scary," you whispered. He shrugged. "I have a place we can hide. I don't think he's smart enough to find it," He suggested, nodding his head over to Niragi. You stifled a laugh, and nodded, letting him lead you.

"(Y/N)! (Y/N), are you alright?" He worriedly asked, checked on you. You hissed in pain when his hands went over the bruises. "I'm sorry. This is all my fault, if I hadn't-" he started, blaming himself. You grabbed shoulders, and shook your head. "It's not your fault... it's ok," you said, sitting up. The gravel under you poked at the skin exposed from your school skirt. "I-its not ok!" He shouted. "It's... it's not ok. You shouldn't have- I could've-" he started, pulling at his hair. "Niragi. It's not your fault. You didn't... you didn't hurt me," you said, your voice calming. You grabbed his hands, pulling them towards you. You were just kids. Fucking 16 years old(not exactly a kid, but whatever), you shouldn't have to go through this stuff. No kid should. "I should be comforting you, yet here you are, making me feel better. Stop it, you're the one who-"

"Niragi, it happened to both of us. Stop acting like you're ok too."

"But- I'm supposed to... I-"

"Shut up, and come here."

He sighed, sitting besides you. You pulled his head into your lap, and he sighed. "Stop taking care of me. Stop hanging out with me, because you're the one who ends up getting hurt because of me. Please," he pleaded as you ran your fingers through his hair. "No," you responded. "(Y/N), stop being so stubborn! Please, just... just listen to me!" He shouted. You flinched at the sudden loudness. "I- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you," he apologized, noticing when you flinched. You sighed, leaning back on the concrete wall. You muttered back something along the lines of him not having to apologize. You heard thunder, and saw a flash of lightning. "It's going to rain, we should go home," Niragi said. "Don't wanna... let's stay here?" You muttered, watching the sun get covered by the clouds. You were under a bridge, so you at least had coverage. He looked up at you, and nodded. "Ok. We can," he whispered. The raindrops began to splatter on the ground outside the coverage of the bridge, and you sighed in happiness. Niragi sat up, bringing you close to him. The smell of rain filled your senses, and you couldn't help but enjoy the moment, even if you had been in emotional and physical pain before. Being there helped numb it for a while. Being with him helped numb the feeling.

"Alright... if I were (Y/N)... where would I go?" Niragi muttered to himself, walking around. It was too quiet. You weren't a quiet person unless need be, and if he remembers correctly, which he does, you had a losing streak in hide and seek since high school. You were too giggly to hide in silence, or maybe you got scared by being alone in the dark to long. Whatever it had been, you had a losing streak for almost 8 years. That was not about to change, not if he had a say in it. A part of him said he was not acting like himself, and that playing this with you was childish. Especially in the borderlands. He knew he would have to find you either way, so he stopped caring. He remembered what she had said. A new player has joined in. One seeker, two hiders! 'Ok, process of elimination....'

"So, given the fact Chishiya isn't allowed down here, I think I know who she's with, and where she is. Let's see if I'm right.''

This was more memories than actual current events... oh well- hope you enjoyed, have a wonderful day/night, baii!! Oh yeah, just because this is the only place people have a problem with me posting Niragi stuff, if you don't like it, the block button is right there, don't send me death threats or tell me to go kms. Thank you

#alice in borderland #niragi #×reader #this turned out kind of cute? #it'll probably get dark soon... might be bad

[miraculousamara]

The link is the part prior to the rest of it. Well both are chapter two, but still.

Scene: The locker room. Ivan is upset. The akuma flies in and infects Ivan's wadded-up song lyrics.

Hawk Moth: (from his lair) This is your second chance, Stoneheart, and this time you have extra help. No one will stop you from capturing the love of your life. Just remember, I'll need something in return.

(Ivan is akumatized into Stoneheart again. He opens his eyes and all the other stone beings across Paris start waking up.)

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Cameron's POV:

"I'm gonna take attendance." Miss Bustier says

"Agreste, Adrien." She says

"You say present." I hear Nino whisper

Adrien jumps up and raises his hand.

"PRESENT!" He yells

I can't help myself from laughing. But Chloe doesn't glare at me because she's doing it too.

Adrien sits back down and Nino and him fist-bump.

"Um Bourgeois, Cameron." She says

"Present." I say

"Bourgeois,Chloe." She says

"Present." Chloe says

"Um Bruel, Ivan?" She asks

Suddenly the door is knocked down.

"PRESENT!" Stoneheart bellows.

"Stoneheart?" I say

"MYLENE!" He shouts and grabs her

"Let me go Ivan." She says

"I'm Stoneheart now." He says

"Why are you doing this?" Mylene asks

"So we can be together forever." He says

I see Chloe on her phone.

Oh no, she's gonna drag attention to herself isn't she?

"Daddy! The monster is back!" Chloe says

"Chloe!" I say jumping in front of her, but he grabs both of us

Stoneheart breaks a wall, and jumps out with us.

"Put us down Ivan!" Mylene says

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"You are so utterly ridiculous Cameron!" Chloe says

"What did I do wrong this time?" I ask

"Everything!" Chloe yells

"Hey buddy! You have no idea who you're dealing with! My daddy, the mayor will bring the army, the police and the entire calvary!" Chloe yells

"And don't forget the superheroes!" Says Cat Noir

"Chloe please stop talking, I don't want to get crushed!" I say worried

"Cat Noir!" I say relieved

He hits Stoneheart and he grows.

"My bad.." he says

"You mean the super incompetent!" Chloe says

"And here I thought you were related." He jokes

"Please save us Cat Noir." I say

"You wanted the calvary? Well here it is!" Stoneheart says as the Stonebeings come around Cat Noir, trying to capture him.

"Watch out!" Mylene says

"Where are we going Ivan?" She asks

"We'll deliver a message,  then be brought together forever by a pretty black butterfly." He says

"All this lovey dovey stuff is making me sick!" Says Chloe

"Don't worry monsters, I'll take care of you soon too!" He says

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At the Eiffel Tower

"Let go of my daughters!" My father yells through a megaphone

"You know what? You're welcome to them!" Stoneheart yells throwing us.

"Help!" I yell

"I'm gonna die with my evil sister!" I say a little more quietly

"Help! I promise I'll be nice to everyone, say please and thank you all-" Chloe says

Ladybug catches us.

"I didn't promise." Chloe says

"What?" Ladybug says

Chloe and I for once have the same idea and rush to our father. I mean this is all strange and confusing..

We hug him.

"My little princesses." He says

"Time to attack! We're all clear!" Says Officer Roger

Has he not been paying attention? They just get stronger with each attack..

"Wait don't! They'll only get stronger!" Ladybug pleads

"Unlike you guys, we actually have a new plan! So step aside and let the pros handle this! You've already failed once!" He says

Well that's just rude.

I watch the confidence drain from Ladybug until she is given a pep talk by Cat Noir.

Suddenly Stoneheart starts coughing profusely until a cloud of black butterflies form the face of what appears to be some sort of man.

"Daddy.. what is that?" I ask

"I wish I knew." He says honestly

"People of Paris, listen to the words I speak. I am Hawkmoth." Says the cloud.

"Did he say Hawkmoth was his name?" I ask

"He must be the head supervillain.." I say

"Oh shut up Cameron." Chloe says

He's made up of the butterflies, I mean it is a reasonable assumption. But Chloe just hates when I speak I think.

"Ladybug and Cat Noir give up the ring and the earrings now. You've caused enough damage to these innocent people!" He says

"They've caused damage?!" I shout

"You're the one who created a supervillain who threw me and almost turned me into a Cameron Pancake!" I yell angrily

"Yeah nice try Hawkmoth. But everyone here knows who the supervillain creating bad guy is here. So don't even bother trying to reverse the roles." Ladybug says

"Let me promise you this! No matter how long it takes we will find you! And you will give us your miraculous!" She yells

"Time to de-evilize!" Ladybug yells as she swipes up the black butterflies.

Wow she's so cool!

"Let me make this promise to you Parisians! No matter what dangers await us in the future, Ladybug and Cat Noir will always be here to protect you!" She says

Suddenly thousands of white butterflies fly out from her yo-yo.

"That's the problem with heroes! They're too heroic! Stoneheart, they're trying to separate you from the one you love! The only way to stop them is by taking their miraculouses." I hear Hawkmoth tell Stoneheart

"Yes Hawkmoth!" He says

"Help me!" I hear Mylene shout.

"You'll never take her from me!" He yells

"Ladybug we're surrounded! We need a plan!" Says Cat Noir

"I've got one! Lucky Charm!" She says

A parachute falls into her hand.

"Help me! I'm scared of heights!" Mylene says

"Don't worry! We'll save you!" Ladybug says

"Are you sure this plan will work?" Cat Noir asks

"I sure hope so!" Ladybug says

She uses her yo-yo to wrap Stoneheart's hand up. As she pulls on it, Mylene ends up kissing Stoneheart.

He lets go, Mylene grabs a hold of his finger.

Cat Noir throws a dark purple object up to Ladybug who crushes it with her yo-yo.

The black butterfly flies out.

"De-evilize!" She says

As she's about to catch the butterfly, Stoneheart changes back to Ivan, and he and Mylene start falling fast.

"Cat Noir! Get Ivan!" Ladybug says

"Cataclysm!" He yells

He slides down the Eiffel Tower with Ivan.

Ladybug uses the parachute to land safely with Mylene, while capturing the butterfly.

"Bye bye little butterfly.."

"Miraculous Ladybug!" She yells throwing the parachute into the air.

Suddenly millions of tiny little Ladybugs start repairing all damage caused by the incident.

"Wow this is Amazing!" Cat Noir says

"Yeah. It's.. Miraculous!" Ladybug says

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"Chloe, Daddy, let's go home." I say

"I agree, I've had far too much excitement in one day." Chloe says

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The Next Day, at school

Lucky for me I made it to class before Chloe and Sabrina for once, because I decided not to wait up for them.

Marinette and Alya enter the classroom.

"Wait Alya, here." Marinette says motioning to the seats in front of me.

I smirk lightly.

"Ugh! You're in the wrong seat! Get lost!" Chloe says

"Well guess what Chloe, All that is necessary for the triumph of evil, is that good people do nothing!" Marinette says

Maybe she's right...

Maybe today is the day I stand up for myself too..

"What's that even supposed to mean?" Chloe asks

"It means that I'm not putting up with your crud anymore, Chloé, and neither is anyone else around here, so take your attitude and go on, get lost!" She says

I stand up.

"You know what Chloe, she's right!" I say

"Cameron don't you dare say another word!" Chloe says

Everyone gasps shocked.

"No! Chloe I'm done. I want to be me! Not you! I'm done being a mean, bossy, bulky like you all the time. I'm done wearing what you tell me to! I'm done doing what you want me to! We may be twins, but I am my own person and I'm gonna prove it!" I say

Everyone starts clapping.

I blush when I realize I said I everything.

"Take that back now!" Chloe says

"No! For the first time in a long time, I'm proud of myself and mean every word I've said!" I say

"And Chloe your attitude is Utterly Ridiculous, so just sit down already!" I say

She gasps angrily and sits in Marinette's old seat.

All the other students laugh at her..

"Woah.. I can't believe I just did that." I say

"Marinette.. your confidence inspired me, thank you." I say with a smile.

"Really?" She asks

"Yeah." I say smiling again

"I'm glad I could help." She says

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After class

"Just so you know, you'll regret siding with Dupain-Cheng over me." Chloe says

"You know what Chloe.." I say

"Bring it on." I say

#miraculous fanfiction #miraculous ladybug #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #mlb #miraculous au #chloe bourgeois #sabrina raincomprix #miraculous Bourgeois twin au

[edgierthanmost]

DBD MIRRORED FACES DLC

This DLC includes a new map, as well as a new killer.

• THE THING •

Makekrh Rhogggot was a creature of Lovecraftian origins it would appear ; however, it didn't possess the godly powers of what a Lovecraftian creature would have. A runt, some would say. For such a pathetic display, it was banished to Earth. Only a small creature no bigger than 2'5", an explorer named Richard Stevens found the runt, taking them in. Worried the explorer became when the beast began growing, to match the height of a 6'5" man. It seemed to copy his appearance when he was around ; and return to their blank self when he was not in their view. It was not until the acknowledgement of this creature by the government, did this go wrong. The creature was taken from the explorer, who was shot for his unwillingness to cooperate. Drove away, and then sent into a lab where they were confined by a glass cell, the creature became unresponsive, sitting in the corner most of the days when there was people there. This happened for weeks, months, maybe even years. There was nothing left to report on the creature ; so they were going to put it down to avoid it hurting anyone. Going into the cell, the scientists were attacked. What was strange about this, was that they were attacked by themselves. The creature masked as one of the scientists slaughtered them. Followed by the breaking of the glass cell's front. Alarms were sounded off, security arrived, but they were no match for themselves. Knowing everything they were doing-- because it was like looking through a mirror. When police finally arrived at the scene ; every one of the faculty were lying on the floor bloodied by what seemed like human fingerprints. When tested ; it only came up like it was them who did this to themselves. Examining around more, looking at the cameras.. It appeared the creature just vanished, a fog surrounding the room and clouding the cameras. No one knew what that thing was.

• An unpredictable killer ; able to take on many forms to confuse their prey and use powers of the forms he takes on. •

• Difficulty : Hard •

• Mirror, Mirror •

The Thing is able to conjure up forms of different killers ; being able to use their powers.

When first activating Mirror, Mirror ; you will have a brief startup time before you transform into a random killer. If you use this while staring at a survivor, it will not work and the Thing will be stunned for a short period.

When the Thing is taking a random killer's form, it can be taken out of by a survivor flashlight stunning them. The only way to tell that it is the Thing, and not the killer it's imitating, is by the sound it makes. It will still play the Thing's stun sound, and "breathing" sound.

When the Thing starts a match, pictures of killers will be scattered throughout the map. Without any addons, the Thing will not be able to see their auras and must find them on their own. When staring at one of the pictures, the Thing will take the form of the killer in the picture with a slightly longer startup time. The picture will then be torn, if the picture is torn/used too much, the Thing will not recognize it and it will become unusable.

When taking form of The Shape, half of the Evil Within I meter will be filled. When taking form of The Oni, you will start with 0 blood. When taking form of the Wraith, you will start invisible with an audio cue.

Mirror, Mirror will be on a cooldown of 1 minute before you can acquire another killer's form. The cooldown will be reduced to 30 seconds if the Thing was stunned either by pallet drop/flashlight stun.

When Mirror, Mirror is on cooldown ; The Thing will shrink in size, and grow back when the cooldown has ended.

•ADDONS•

Blood Bag (UnCommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Oni, they will start with 10 blood.

Family Photo (Ultra Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of The Shape, you will immediately start in Tier II.

Dog Collar (Common)

The cooldown of Mirror, Mirror is reduced.

Richard's Note (UnCommon)

The startup of Mirror, Mirror is reduced.

Decapitated Teddy Bear (Rare)

The cooldown of Mirror, Mirror is reduced considerably.

Makerkrth's Drawing (Ultra Rare)

See the aura of photos within 32 metres.

Trapper Sack (Common)

When the Thing takes the form of the Trapper, start with one extra bear trap.

Setting Tools (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Trapper, considerably increase the speed at which bear traps are set.

Award Winning Chili (Very Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Cannibal, chainsaw acceleration is tremendously increased. Considerably increases time penalty of bumping into objects.

Primer Bulb (UnCommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Cannibal, moderately reduce the Chainsaw startup time.

Leather Knife Sheath (Very Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Ghostface, moderately increase speed when crouched.

Willow Wreath (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Hag, reveal a survivor's aura when they trigger a Phantasm trap.

Rusty Attachments (Very Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Pig, Reverse Bear Trapped Survivors suffer from the "Mangled" status effect.

Iridescent King (Ultra Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Doctor, Survivors suffer from effects of Calm, Restraint, and Discipline.

Nancy's Masterpiece (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Nightmare, moderately decreases Dream Projection cooldown.

Paint Thinner (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Nightmare, replace Dream Snares with Dream Pallets.

Spiked Boots (Uncommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Hillbilly, moderately increase Chainsaw sprint steering.

Dead Rabbit (Uncommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Shape, moderately decrease terror radius in Tier Evil Within II, moderately increase terror radius in Evil Within III.

Cold Dirt (Very Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Legion, considerably decrease cooldown of Feral Frenzy.

Fuming Mixtape (Ultra Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Legion, using Feral Frenzy ; you can determine how much the generators have been repaired.

Oak Haft (UnCommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Huntress, moderately reduce the time between hatchet throws.

Mew's Guts (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Demogorgon, slightly reduce the cooldown of missed Shred attacks, adds 1 portal.

Forgotten Videotape (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Executioner, moderately reduce Rites of Judgement recharge time.

Bad Man Keepsake (Uncommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Nurse, the aura of survivors healing or being healed will be revealed within 28 metres after hitting the survivor with a successful post-Blink attack.

Warden's Keys (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Deathslinger, moderately reduce Speargun Reload time.

Thick Cork Stopper (UnCommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Clown, moderately decrease Reload time.

Potent Tincture (UnCommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Plague, moderately decrease cooldown of Vile Purge.

"All Seeing" - Blood (Very Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Wraith, see the auras of survivors within 12 meters when cloaked.

"Swift Hunt" - White (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Wraith, considerably reduce the reappearance time.

Bloody Hair Brooch (Very Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Spirit, considerably increase Yamaoka's Haunting activation charge rate.

Yamaoka Sashimono (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Oni, moderately increase Blood Fury duration.

• PERKS•

×Broken Bonds×

" I love you, little buddy. Don't you ever forget it. " -Richard Stevens

When survivors are together, their auras get revealed for 2/4/5 seconds. Has a cooldown of 6/5/4 minutes.

×Hex: Perception Check×

" This thing's got my head spinning.. " -Dr. ?????

Your deception is unbounded, every time you trick your prey, your hunger only grows.

At the start of trial a hex will spawn, this hex totem is a fake. When cleansed it would say that the hex curse is gone, when infact it isn't. Ontop of that, when a copycat totem is cleansed, all generators across the map suffer a 20/25/30% regression penalty.

Hex: Perception check will only be activated when another hex perk is active, and does not work with no one escapes death.

×Otherworldly×

" Woah, what is this? Some. . sort of alien? " -Richard Stevens

Being kicked out of your home because you were different. . It broke something in you, didn't it?

Everytime you get stunned either through pallet drops or flashlight stuns, you gain a token.

1 token - 2/3/5% speed boost

2 tokens - 2/3/5% missed attack recovery

3 tokens - 2/3/5% stun recovery

4 tokens - 2/3/5% attack recovery

(Maxs out at 4, depletes slowly after 60/80/90 seconds.)

•MORI•

The Thing turns into it's victim, jumping on them and grabbing a sharp rock laying nearby. The Thing would proceed to stab the survivor several times, before transforming back into its original form and ripping the survivor's arm off using it's mouth.

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•New Map : Enclosure (Buckland Lab)•

The very place where they took Makekrh, blood stains and bodies still lay in there and as a reminder of what happened that day.

•TRIVIA•

If you turn into the Pig, and someone has a reverse bear trap on when you exit that form, the trap will disappear.

If you turn into the Doctor, and have madness levels on people, they will remain after you transform back but it won't mean or do anything. It will go away if you turn into Freddy.

The Thing is more child-like than anything, being banished and not really taught anything kept them naive.

Though Makekrh has no gender, they like to identify as male, and use male pronouns. This is because of how his rescuer-- Richard Stevens-- was male. He learns things from other people.

There are currently two achievements for The Thing ;

Adept Thing : In a public match, achieve a merciless victory with the Thing using only their 3 unique perks.

Complete Copy : Copy all of the killers as the Thing.

In his small state, he stands below average, in his tall state he is, well, tall.

The Thing currently has 2 skins.

The Thing has a reduced lunge range in his small state.

(Any addon that does not have a picture is a canon addon ; and Tumblr has a 10 picture limit.)

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