#who knows what kind of deal joey made to come back

[imbadatwrighting]

Hi love, I was wondering if you could do the Yughi-oh boys realizing they’re in love with you and how they act in a relationship

Ofc I love this <3 I did kinda the full thing from meeting you to dating you but oh well 🤷‍♀️ also kinda cringy and I think Seto’s was a little short but oh well

Yu-gi-oh boys in love with their S/o

Yugi Muto

How y’all met was wild-

Instead of the black cat and golden retriever trope you were more like a blunt angry bear and cute little golden retriever puppy trope

You met when you both were younger and became close friends

That’s when he got a crush on you but honestly it was relatively small

He would always try and be around you but eventually you started to see each other less and less

There was a particular reason for it

It just kind of happened that way

Now you two met again around season two which made Yugi ecstatic

Yami was cool with you relatively

Joey not so much-

The moment he fell in love with you though

Some random person tried to steal his deck from his belt so you chased after them and not only did you get his deck back but you beat the hell out of them and got them to apologize to Yugi

His heart bursted out of his heart after seeing how much you care about him

He was smitten

He was definitely not the one who asked you out

He got to scared every time he tried because he knew if you didn’t like him back you wouldn’t be super nice about it lmao

It was you who asked him out

But it wasn’t anything to fancy

You came up to Yugi at the end of school and offered to walk home with him

Which he said yes of course

When you finally got to his house you told asked him to go on a date with you

Bro almost bursted into tears

In a relationship he is the sweetest boy alive

He definitely has scary dog privileges

You come to every one of his duels because while you don’t play, you care about his interests

You always come with him on his little journeys with his friends

Then you were forced to play which you hated but won really easily even though you knew nothing

He likes physical touch with if you like it as well he’ll cuddle up to you at night and fall asleep

He always buys you food too

He is ok with the causal pda like holding hands but doesn’t want to attract attention so anything subtle he’s ok with

And quick pecks on the cheek

He tells you he loves you every night even if he doesn’t expect you to say it back

Bought matching necklaces for you to wear for Christmas

Expect him to make you breakfast whenever he can even though he is a terrible chef and you end up going to a cafe

He’ll stand up to anyone that’s rude to you and when they start to try and get physical you pretty much appear out of thin air and step in which he doesn’t like because he wants to stand up to your bullies

“Hey you don’t get to say anything about them!”

“Who the hell are you? Their plaything?”

“No! I’m their boyfriend! You don’t get to talk about them that way!”

“Why? You have a problem with it, punk?”

“He might not, but I do.”

“You don’t have to step in. I got this!”

“No, Yugi. I think I’m going to be dealing with them this time.”

“But I wanted to…”

“We’ll talk about this late babe.”

“Fine! Be nice! Love you!”

“Love you too, Yugi.”

Yami Yugi

You two met pretty randomly

You came up to him while he was at the arcade with his friends and you kissed him

He heard a couple Oohs but he was more concerned on who you are and why you’re kissing him

Once you broke the kiss you just walked away leaving him baffled at the situation

He followed after you and demanded to know why you kissed him

He doesn’t know what he expected but the answer ‘it was a dare’ was not definitely not what he thought

It made him disappointed ngl

He let out a little oh and then let you walk away

He thought about you ever since that day

Then he met you again

He came up to you while you were sitting at a cafe reading a book and sat down right across from you

He expected you to remember him but alas you didn’t lmfao

But even though you didn’t remember him you still offered him food and didn’t insist on him leaving

Honestly it was a little concerning considering the fact you thought he was a stranger

Somehow through all of this you guys became friends

Whenever he is in Domino City and not on his little journeys he goes out to a cafe with you

He tries to do this every Saturday but it doesn’t always work out with both of your schedules

You and Yami had the slowest slow burn known to man

He didn’t realize he was in love with you for a while

Until he saw you kissing someone else

He was so confused at what he was feeling that he went back home and just sat oh his bed

He asked Yugi about it and he was the one that made Yami realize he was in love with you

He wasn’t a big fan of the feeling

He tried to avoid you as much a possible but that did last to long

You cornered him into an alleyway and made him explain his behavior

And while he tried to lie… he isn’t a good liar‏

When he was trying to play cool you kissed him and he quickly forgot about everything and kissed back

During the little make out session you asked him to date you causing him to stop

He told you about seeing you kiss someone else and didn’t want to be in a relationship with someone who likes someone else

Then you had to explain how the guy kissed you and it would never happen again because you had your eyes set on Yami since the first day you met him

He believed you and became your boyfriend

He is much more closed off and private about pretty much everything to do with you

His friends didn’t even know about you until Yugi told them how Yami is dating someone

He doesn’t say it out loud that he loves you or engage in to much physical affection but he does always bring and buy you stuff

Anything he sees that he think you’ll like he’ll buy

Unlike Yugi, when he makes you food he doesn’t mess it up

Honestly probably the best food you’ll ever have in your life

It’s usually for special occasions only

When you two do cuddle it’s mostly in bed with you both about to go to sleep and spooning each other with you as the big spoon and him as the little one

Every new place he goes to he brings something back for you if you don’t want to go along

He invites you to every one of his matches

He is very quiet and reserved speaking wise but you can usually tell what he’s thinking based off his body language

Will watch anything you want with you while eating popcorn and other unhealthy food

He also got you this really expensive ring for Christmas

“Yami… you shouldn’t have.”

“I wanted you to know how much you mean to me.”

“I know but this! This is so…”

“Lovely? I don’t understand do you not want it? I can get you another if you would like.”

“No Yami. It’s just so expensive looking I mean have you looked at me? It’ll be like a shining red ferrari in a haystack.”

“Do you not like it?”

“No. It’s gorgeous, but you’re going to be really disappointed with what I got you.”

“Anything you get me I will treasure with my life.”

“Thanks Yami, but just know it’s not a expensive ass ring.”

“I kind of already figured.”

Joey Wheeler

This man fell for you the moment he met you… literally.

It what gots your attention so he’s not really complaining

He honestly thought whenever you two would meet you were flirting with him but in reality you were being normal

He would always flirt back which you noticed but decided on not saying anything

While he had a ‘flirty’ relationship with you and like you he didn’t love you

Until you and him went to the arcade-

You were competing against him in one of the games and when you won you let out a deep laugh making him start to laugh as well

It made him realize how much he enjoys you and he wants to be with you forever

You’re the person that makes him happy after all

As soon as he realized that he asked you out which you replied with a short yes and told him you’re going to be at one of the shooting games

He honestly didn’t know if he should be happy or sad

I mean you said yes but then you acted like him asking you out wasn’t a big deal

When he confronted you on it probably more angry than he needed you just told him you knew he liked you and expected it

He got a little bit embarrassed over that

When you two start dating he’s really sweet and dresses to impress but as time goes on he becomes the type of boyfriend that will come into your home grab your chips and watch tv with you with his stained shirt and sweatpants

Not that your complaining

He always buys you gifts when he can but he’s kind of broke so there definitely a little bit trashy

He’s usually staying at your house at night and will sleep in holding onto you tight so when you wake up you can’t go anywhere

He’s a very cuddly person and always wants your arm wrapped around him whenever and wherever

He introduced you to his sister a moth or so after you two started dating and it was safe to say she loved you

Even if she didn’t understand you

He’s also nervous that you’ll leave him for someone else so he gets jealous really quickly

If you are involved in sports like football or soccer or wrestling he’ll be cheering you on from the sides yelling something like ‘WOOOOO IM DATING THE ONE IN WHITE YEAH BABE YOU GO’ ‘Joey they’re all in white…’ ‘YUGI SHUSH’

Whenever he’s dueling the thing that keeps him going is you

You and him go out to dinner whenever you guys can

You’re the one that pays for it though

He will honestly cheer you on if you decided to beat someone up

As long as you had a good reason

“Yeah Baby you got this!”

“Didn’t you say you were heading home Joey?”

“Don’t focus on that focus on those pedos!”

“Will do hun. Do you want to join me? Your getting very close.”

“No way in hell!”

“Ok then.”

Seto Kaiba

He hated you when he first met you

You two got off to a bad start

He was working at a cafe when you came close and tripped spilling your coffee over him and his computer

You were dared by Mokuba even though you had no idea who either of them were

Since you were pretty much broke and couldn’t afford to pay for the stuff (which was over $7000) he just hired you instead

That honestly did not help

You just kept bugging him and asking him questions about the job

The only reason he didn’t fire you immediately is because he thought you were suffering while working for him (even though you were having a great time and he was the one suffering)

It was unexpected to fall in love with you

You were walking home when you saw a couple boys surrounding Mokuba

When you saw one of the boys hit him you stepped in scaring the kids off

You saw that Mokuba had a bruise forming on his check and his clothes were ripped

Since your house was so close you just took him home to get him fixed up and gave him some clothes that were to big for him so he ended up looking like Jesse Pinkman

You called Seto and when he answered he was a little agitated because Mokuba was no where to be found and he thought you would be asking about how to work the printer again

But when you told him how you had Mokuba all the agitation in his voice decimated

He let a soft that I you a hanged up only 5 minutes later he showed up at your door even though you never told him your address

When he saw you he just got this feeling that he couldn’t explain

It wasn’t until you asked him if he wanted to get coffee did he realize what he was feeling

He wouldn’t be surprised if he had hearts in his eyes for you

He told you he liked you a day later and you two started dating

The beginning of the relationship was a little awkward because of how little both of talk

It helped that you understood Seto’s schedule so you ok with him coming home really late in the night

He buys you a lot of things that you probably don’t need

You always watch over Mokuba instead of the guards when he can’t

When he does come home on time he always leaves super early in the morning

Whenever he comes home late he always climbs into bed with you

“Seto?”

“Did I wake you? I’m sorry go back to bed.”

“It’s fine. I was waiting for you but I got tired.”

“I can see that.”

“Mokuba is asleep in the other room.”

“I’ll bring him home in the morning.”

“He can stay I don’t mind.”

“We’ll talk more about this in the morning.”

“Ok.”

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[twisted-art-wounders]

YGO AU: Breaking the Seal 10

Chapter 10 Beacon

As a great storm passes through confusion and fear rip through his heart, light is needed to find the horizon, can Yugi reach the light?

Yugi' sat in shock at her words; hot? The tea was hot? It couldn't be hot!

His eyes wavered as his mouth turned his shocked expression into a forced smile.

“Y-your joking right? This water is ice cold…” Yugi looked down at his lap and knee that had become wet form the spill then back up to his friends who still looked at him like he was crazy. “This is…this is just a big joke right? Right!”

“Yugi, you poured that cup yourself…” Joey responded now.

He looked at not only the other cups on the table but at the sitting tea pot in the middle of the table; visible steam raising form all 3 cups and the spout of the pot. That's when it hit him; he did pour out a hot cup didn't he? He saw the steam and knew it was hot but he didn't feel the heat…he just assumed form everyone else actions it was hot and acted the same.

His bottom lip quivered as he dropped the napkin, looking at the tea pot again he had to test this. Before any of his friends could talk again he pulled the top off the tea pot and shoved his hand inside the opening. He kept his hand submerged in the liquid making all this friends watch in fear and shock.

Tea screamed while the other two yelled at him, Joey grabbing Yugi's wrist and pulling his hand out of the pot before grabbing him by the shoulders and yelling.

“What the hell do you think your doing?!”

Yugi didn't look up at Joey he only focused on his wet open hand; he saw it was tinting pink and red a sign of burning, a sign his brain should be shouting up to him -You're hurt! You're hurt! This hurts! Stop!- but nothing…he felt numb and cold like there was no sensation, no feeling at all. He was drowning out the sounds of his friends panicked reactions and them calling his name over and over.

Finally Joey started to shake him and all at once he returned to the waking world; he looked directly into his eyes then back to the others who'd gotten up form their seats leaning close to him, all of them wanting to know if he was okay.

“Yugi! Are you okay?” was the question on all of their minds.

Yugi looked back down at his hand as it shivered softly, he let out another forced smile before answering.

“I don't feel it.”

This made his three friends confused, what did he mean he couldn't feel it? Feel what?

“The heat, the pain, nothing…my mind should be screaming out how much this hurts and yet…” Yugi's lips were whimpering as he felt tears grow in the corners of his eyes “I can't feel it…I can't feel anything anymore…”

“Even the food…I couldn't smell the burger or even taste it! It was like eating styrofoam!”

Yugi's whole body started to shake as he lowered his head, Joey let go once he felt Yugi's shaking prompting Yugi to hug himself for some comfort.

“…Is this what dying is?” he whispered lowly. “I'm… I already done for?”

When Joey heard the words “Dying” and “Done for” he once again snapped at him.

“What do you mean 'dying'? Whose dying?!”

Yugi slowly and calmly answered him.

“Me…”

--

There was so much confusion and anger and sadness coming form the once quiet night on the jet, it matched the raging storm they found themselves flying through currently. The pilot thankfully was experienced enough that he could guide them through the storm safely but there still was some turbulence to deal with, not only form the plane but form the 4 friends currently travelling inside.

Joey was pacing up and down the planes small and short hallway, Tristan sat on the armrest of a seat with his arms crossed. Tea sat right beside Yugi as best should could, her hand on his hand squeezing it gently. Yugi had just finished explaining the events that lead to him speaking out about his so called “death”. All of this information all at once made each of their stomachs sink and caused them to react in their own ways.

Joey of course was angered by Yugi keeping this kind of secret to himself, Tristan shared the same anger but was expressing it more calmly then his blonde friend. While Tea as shocked and upset as she was about the information, still focused her attention to Yugi and how depressed and sunken he was acting. She wanted nothing more then to comfort him, they all did but they just didn't know how.

“Yugi! Why would you keep something like this form us!?” Joey yelled not directly at him but more internally to himself.

“Joey clam down! It's not his fault!” Tea scolded

“My Best friend is slowly dying and he doesn't tell me! I think I'm in the he right to be a little pissed here!” Joey huffed crossing his arms.

“Yeah, we're all pissed dude. Yugi, keeping secrets form us doesn't help!” Tristan also said again not directly at Yugi but he was hoping he understood why they were angry.

“And yelling wont help us either! Yugi's upset and scared enough! The last thing he needs to guilt on top of it!” Tea angerly narrowed her eyes to Tristan who shot a glare at her.

“Yeah? Well maybe he needs to remember we're on his side! And to stop hiding things form us! We're basically on a timeline here! We can't just sit around and play anymore!” Joey growled stopping in front of the occupied seats.

“You need to clam down! We can't do anything until we land anyway!” Tea squeezed Yugi's hand again “So you being pissy isn't going to solve anything! Right now we need to be here for Yugi!” Tea let out an angry sigh and looked down at Yugi.

Yugi sat in his seat and sunk lower and lower the more he heard his friends yelling between each other. He knew this was all his fault, he did this to them! Why didn't he just tell the truth before? His heart sank lower into his stomach the more he felt the frustration fill the area. He pulled his legs close to his chest letting go of Tea's hand, and rested his face on his knees.

“I'm sorry…” he said weakly making all of them looked at him.

“I never wanted to make you guys upset by worrying about me…with everything going on I didn't want to make things worse but I did! I'm so sorry…” Yugi hugged himself more, hoping he'd curl up so small no one would notice him anymore.

All of their hearts sank watching him do this, Tea being the closest brought her arms around him and pulled him into a hug.

“Don't blame yourself…we're all just shocked by being told this so suddenly.” Tea rested her head on his hair and kept her hold on him.

Joey and Tristan both came closer, with the table out of the way it was easier for them to kneel down by his seat.

“Yeah sorry man, you know I always blow my top a bit too quick…” Joey had a soft smile on his face and reached out resting a hand on Yugi's shoulder.

“We just worry about you Yugi, with everything going on lately we just wanna keep you safe.” Tristan also had a soft smile on his face and rested his hand on Yugi's other shoulder.

Yugi looked up as best he could, with all the attention he was getting it made him a bit embarrassed but he still welcomed it none the less. He'd never thought but always hoped and wished for friends like them and now here they were in his time of need right by his side.

Yugi smiled softly as well with tears in his eyes.

“Thank you…”

-- The jet was once again quiet as the plane travelled through the storm; thunder booming outside as the winds blew rain all around, the crackle and flash of lighting as it nearly hit the plane. The clouds forming a tunnel which the plane was passing through almost like a portal leading to a whole new world. Not really though they where still on course to make it past the Pacific Ocean and soon land at the San Francisco International Airport in the next 6 hours. With that in mind the group had all decided to sleep and hopefully figure out a new plan in morning once they where all rested. Mai was still set to meet them at the airport, so they would have their ride as soon as they landed.

Joey and Tristan sat beside each other with their seats rested down flat making a cot for them to sleep on. A single blanket for each of them as cover with a pillow for extra comfort. Both had already fallen asleep quickly it was in their nature to find someway to fall asleep even with everything they'd just learned. Tea asked Joey to switch seats with her -he didn't mind- so she was seated next to Yugi.

Yugi was curled up in his seat with one arm out and reached holding onto Tea's hand. He too had fallen asleep, he seemed to be sleeping so much more these days. Tea on the other hand was still awake still keeping his hand in hers tenderly grasped. She was so sure if she closed her eyes for too long or let go of his hand he'd vanish form her sight, he'd be gone…

That thought alone kept her awake in fear; she wanted to sleep her eyes were closing and she could barely keep them open now. But she fought hard to keep them open and herself awake. She watched him slumber his breathing was soft and faint always so quiet…

//Just keep looking…just keep looking so he wont…// she blinked slowly her eyes shutting for a moment before opening again only to repeat the process again. Blinking then slowly closing then snap awake only to-

“Tea.” a soft whisper forced her eyes to open again and look over to Yugi but this time she didn't see Yugi's normal sleeping face she saw Yami Yugi's face greeting her. She raised her head slightly at the shock of seeing the pharaoh instead of Yugi, she rubbed her eyes with her free hand and whispered low

“P-Pharaoh?” she blushed as she realized the other Yugi was now in control of the shared body meaning she was holding onto his hand now.

He gave a soft smile to her “You need to rest.”

“I …I can't…” the words seeped out of her mouth “he…he might…”

She felt Yami squeeze her hand back which made her stop and look into his eyes, unlike Yugi's his were fully bright and purple.

“He's not going anywhere. I'm seeing to it. But you need your rest…you can't do anything if you're tired.” Yami smiled again making her heart flutter instantly, his words his voice it was so calming for her… “Please rest…”

Tea felt a small tear fall form her eye which she rubbed away “Please…keep him safe.”

“That's a promise.” He nodded to her, this finally putting her as ease enough to let her eyes properly close and for her to finally drift off to sleep.

Yami kept his eyes on her for a while his hand still clasped in her own. He wasn't going to let go, she really needed the comfort right now and he had slept enough today. He was going to keep his word and keep Yugi safe. Another flash of lighting filled the plane's fuselage with light for a fraction of a second followed by the dooming crash of the thunder once more. The storm seemed to just go on and on tonight…

--

As the storm raged on outside of the plane inside of Yugi's subconscious he found himself a drift on a small raft made of logs all tied together, a single sail was being battered by the howling winds as rain beat down around him. Yugi clung to the mast for dear life, he was trapped out in the middle of what looked like a vast endless ocean. It was so dark as the clouds in the sky made all the light vanish leaving everything bathed in a dark hue of grey.

“Seriously brain! Are we back to the whole horrible weather conditions thing again? I thought we fixed this!?” Yugi yelled to himself as his tiny raft swung and pulled being carried by the massive waves turning up around him.

“Dartz!” Yugi yelled out looking around hoping for some sign of the teal haired man who always seemed to be around when he came into his subconscious mind but was obviously now absent.

“Please! Dartz I need you! I need you're help!” Yugi tried yelling again but his voice was drowned out by the storm raging on around him.

Yugi wasn't sure if he was crying or or if his face was just wet form the rain and salt water smashing against him. All he knew was he was terrified and alone…his terror only increased as he saw that right in front of him a massive 100ft wave was building up higher and higher ready to crash down on top of him.

Yugi could only brace for impact as the cold and powerful wall of water crashed into his tiny raft, wreaking it completely, the force of the wave dragging him under water. He only had a moment to hold his breath before the impact and now was being carried deeper underwater. The impact left him dazed and confused as he tried to find out which way he needed to swim to breach the surface. Looking up he did see the water was lighter meaning that was the surface of the water so he started to swim upwards towards it.

Just as he began his assent towards the surface something started to pull at his neck and in a instant he started to sink downwards. He was jarred by the feeling and looked down to see what could be pulling him down, he was shocked to find it was his Millennium Puzzle. It was shining and glowing as it did when it was activating it's hidden powers, but this time it felt like it weighted more then the 5 pounds it normally was around his neck.

Yugi pulled at the chain trying to keep it form sinking but he felt it only got heavier not only that it felt like it was forcing him down. Yugi started to panic once he realized it was sinking him, no matter how hard he kicked and pulled at the chain the hunk of gold kept it's decent. His rational mind told him to just remove the puzzle and let it sink, but his heart was screaming to him to not let go, no matter what don't let go!

If not for the fact he was under water one would be able to see the tears forming in his eyes as he desperately tried to pull the puzzle up with him. He tried to grab the puzzle itself hoping to lift it that way but gravity prevented him from reaching close enough to do that. Yugi let out a cry as the last of his breath left his mouth water now started to fill his mouth and lungs. Yugi lamented to his fate and finally allowed the puzzle and himself to sink into the darkness. His vision grew darker as he felt himself beginning to drown, his eyes started to close slowly.

As he sank deeper and deeper into the waters the last bubbles leaving him and floating back to the surface, something else around his neck started to glow. From under the neckline of his shirt the green shard necklace freed itself and emitted a powerful flash of green light and energy. Yugi's eyes started to open again as they focused on the green object floating before him, by instinct he reached out and took the green shard into his hand.

Yet another flash of green filled the area as the rumble of something huge could be felt all around the water. Yugi wasn't sure what it was but it was big and powerful, he could barely focus anymore so he closed his eyes for a second time just as the very big and powerful force he felt came and seemed to swallow him whole.

The next thing he knew he was warm, covered in warmth in fact. His eyes fluttered open he could see blurred images all around him. He blinked again trying to focus; he was in a room a cozy room. He looked below himself and saw he was covered in a soft and warm blanket, seated on what felt like a very comfy couch. There was a fire roaring in a fire place to one side, stone walls that rain up around 10 ft only to be replaced with windows that surrounded the circular room. In the centre of the ceiling above a giant green gemstone was hanging in mid air emitting the same green glow the shard on his necklace gave off. A powerful beam of light was shooting out in two directions and spun around almost like a beacon like something you'd find in a lighthouse…

He heard the sound of foot steps against a wooden floor that echoed in the room, turning his head to the side he saw his old-new friend wearing his signature purple suit and carrying a tray with two mugs of steaming hot what he assumed was tea.

Yugi tried to mouth his name but his voice was soft and crackled a bit. “D-Dartz…”

Dartz gave Yugi a gentle smile as he approached Yugi form the side of the couch and placed the tray he was carrying on a small table in the middle of the room.

“Ah I see you're awake, you gave me quite a scare back there you know.” Dartz sat down in a chair beside the couch.

“Yo-you saved me?” Yugi asked quietly trying to sit up only to feel Dart'z hand rest on his chest and softly push him back down, then it ran up to his cheek and rested there for a moment.

His mismatched eyes were looking down at Yugi.

“Yes. Now rest you nearly drowned you know. Luckily I managed to find you and bring you here safely out of the rain.”

Yugi's eyes snapped to attention the moment he mentioned rain making him sit back up quickly and yell. “What happened!? Why is my mind flooded like an ocean? You said the rain was good for me but now it made my mind like this!”

Dartz was caught off guard by his questions mixed with his quick movements.

“I thought I was getting better but I feel like I'm getting worse!” Yugi looked at his hands now they were shaking not form the cold but form fear. He clutched them shut as tears filled his eyes, he snapped his attention over to Dartz who only watched him with a neutral expression on his face.

“I hurt the other me! I yelled at him and I -I blamed him because of a dream!” Yugi was trembling all over and sunk his face into his hands “I'm awful! I'm a horrible friend! I lied to my other friends and now their upset and scared and I ruined everything!” Yugi started to sob. “I'm so pathetic…”

Yugi then felt a warm body embrace him wholly, he heard the quiet “shh” come form Dartz's mouth.

“Now that is not true. You're just upset with yourself. You have nothing to be ashamed of.”

Yugi still sobbed as he felt his tears kept streaming down his cheeks “My-My puzzled tried to drown me…why would it do that? Does it sense I'm worse? Am I not worthy of it anymore?”

“Shh…” Dartz released himself form the embrace and reached over to the small table picking up the mug and handing it over to Yugi. “Drink it, you'll feel better.”

Yugi opened his hands and took the warm mug, it felt good to have the feeling of warmth within himself again as he sipped the steeping hot tea form the mug. Dartz always prepared tea for him and once he drank it he always felt better… and this was no different. Almost like a blanket the warm beverage entered his body and immediately he started to clam down, he started to listen…he could hear the sound if rain hitting the windows of the building.

“There, much better now?” Dartz smiled softly as Yugi nodded to him not taking his eyes off the contents of the mug, his vision was so transfixed on the reflection of himself it gave of.

Once he knew Yugi was clam he spoke again “Now, do you hear the rain outside?”

Yugi again nodded not taking his eyes off of the reflection.

“I told you before rain is very important…Rain…Water is the source of all life. And while it can cause damage, flooding and the like, it plays a very important purpose…it cleanses us.”

Yugi looked over to Dartz now confusion on his face so he went on again “This same rain that falls outside that floods your mind…it falls all around the world; on rivers and sand, it feeds the forests and the land, giving plants and living creatures life…This is nature…this is life.”

“The rain will not last forever…but it is needed to help things…to help you grow.” Dartz looked at Yugi directly his gaze was serious as was his voice. “You need the rain Yugi. It is the only way for you to grow and change…Do you really wish to stay as you are?”

Yugi looked down keeping a firm grab on his cup “There's…nothing sadder then being stuck as you are.”

“The hardest thing in life is leaning to let things go…even if they give us comfort…they can still hurt us.” Dartz looked down at Yugi mostly staring at his puzzle, once Yugi realized that is what he was looking at, he rested the mug over it trying to hide it form his sight.

“I-I can't let it go… I wont let it go!” Yugi then shouted “I know he'll have to leave me someday but…I can't…I can't let him go…not yet…” Yugi rested one hand on the puzzle.

“It..had to be a mistake…it'd never-he'd never try to hurt me…” Yugi took another sip of his mug and sighed.

“You almost drowned.” Dartz said very directly towards him “You would have drowned were it not for me.”

Yugi looked over to Dartz who sat cross legged in his chair watching him with his mismatched eyes, Yugi looked away he didnt like it when he looked at him like that, he felt so uneasy…

“T-that wouldn't have been the first time…I almost drowned before because of a friend…” Yugi looked down at his mug again and finished his tea with one final gulp before placing it down at his side.

Dartz tilted his head resting it on his palm and asked “Is that so? Tell me more…”

Yugi's eyes were wavering as he started to tell him about his duel at the pier; handcuffs attached to chains leading form his and Joey's feet to a giant anchor hanging above their heads. Joey under the control of a psychopath forcing them into a life or death duel that would lead to nothing but pain and sorrow… a cruel game…

Yugi held his head as he remembered fainting at the firey blast that reduced his life points to zero, the explosion form above, the anchor falling into the ocean and dragging both of them to their deaths. He remembers the cold water filling his lungs as they sank deeper and deeper, finally the click form his leg shackle and his body floating away back to the surface…as Joey stayed below watching him.

Yugi broke down into tears again and started sobbing, pulling his knees up to his face and crying into them. He didn't need to say anything more for Dartz to understand how horrid this all was for him, just his reaction was enough for him to get up form his chair and hold him closely. As Yugi sobbed Dartz again shushed him and held him closely giving him all the comfort he'd need.

Dartz was smiling in pure delight, the dread and sorrow pouring out of Yugi was so delicious. To him this was one of the finest meals on earth and was going to be used as an oh so perfect topping to his plans…

“You don't have to say anything more…I understand it was so dreadful for you…No wonder you fear the water so much…”

Yugi sniffled but didn't let go, he couldn't let go he just dug his fingers into the back of his suit more and buried his face in his chest. Dartz allowed him too and kept him close stroking his hair softly.

After awhile Dartz spoke again.

“Yugi…I need to show you something.”

Yugi looked up at him confused as Dartz let go of him and stood up, he held out his hand and Yugi took it standing up as well. Dartz lead Yugi to a staircase inside of a wall and they both ascended it quietly, the stairs lead them to the stop floor of the building. Just as he saw before there was a giant green gemstone encased in glass and was spinning around like the beacon on a lighthouse. Yugi could see through the windows now ad saw the storm outside was still raging on, looking down outside he could see the tower they were in was built close to the edge of a large cliff with many jagged rocks below that the waves crashed into.

“So this is a lighthouse…” he said as Dartz stood beside him and nodded.

“Indeed, another wonderful creation of yours…” Dartz said with a slight smile

Yugi looked up at him and asked “I…I made this?”

Dartz chuckled “Why of course…I told you this is your mind! your wonderful creative mind…Everything here is your creation. You built this lighthouse as a beacon for yourself…”

“A beacon for myself…” Yugi closed his eyes trying to think of why his mind would do this… then it hit him. “Right! I was lost at sea! And lighthouses are there to mark land and rocks for sailors!”

Dartz smiled and nodded to him warmly. “A beacon to guild you home…but also a warning.” His tone shifted again to more serious note his hands folding behind his back once more and he gazed out at the sea.

“A warning?” Yugi looked up at Dartz again his eyes wavering he knew what he was about to say but he didn't want to believe it… “Please don't tell me you think the Pharaoh is trying to control me…trying to hurt me…” Yugi balled up his hands into fists. “He…is my friend…I have to trust him.”

Dartz closed his eyes and let out a sharp breath “I know you wish to trust him whole heartily, so I will not pressure you any further. All I ask is that you keep this in mind; Chains are very strong and good at keeping the things we love bond and safe…but we can become so entangled in them we don't realize those same chains can and will drag us down if we are not careful.”

He then turned back towards the beacon's light as it shown out again across the water. Yugi looked at Dartz then back at the water as he saw the storm was starting to clam down just a little. In his heart he did take in the words…the warning Dartz gave him. His hands went down along the chain of his puzzle before finally resting on the puzzle itself. His mind was so cluttered and scared, he just didn't know what to do anymore. Dartz was right…but he had to be wrong, right? His heart was crying so much now he just didn't know what to think…

Yugi closed his eyes letting out another breath. “I'll keep it in mind.” He said and turned to look at the beacon as well, Dartz put a hand on his shoulder and have him a soft smile.

“If you ever feel lost Yugi, the light will guild you back home…”

Yugi looked at the glimmering stone as it bathed him in it's light “Home…There's no place like home…” he chanted to himself.

In and instant he was gone again and Dartz stood in the tower alone, he let out a breath as his mouth twisted in to a wicked smile as he let out a chuckle. The storm outside seemingly disappearing as the clouds moved away and sun started to shrine over the now clam waters.

“I've set up port in your heart and now I know how to ensnare you…” Dartz reached out, his hand open before closing his fingers slowly like the claws of a trap. “It wont be long now Pharaoh…He's almost mine.”

--

The storm had finally settled and gone as the plane had come over the horizon; dawn peeking out form the clouds as they came closer to their final destination. Yugi slowly opened his eyes to see his hand was s till clasped in Tea's own, she and other's were still fast asleep he was the only one up. Yugi wasn't sure he wanted to be awake just yet he just wanted to watch her sleep a bit…

Then a wave of nausea hint him like a truck, his eyes bulging out and becoming watery as he pulled his hand form Tea's and used it to cover his mouth. The sudden jolt woke Tea up, she rubbed her eyes as she looked up and saw Yugi was fully sat up and holding his mouth with both hands now.

“Y-yugi?” she asked groggily trying to wake up.

Yugi couldn't hold it anymore so he jumped up form his seat and made a mad dash towards the washroom, slamming the door behind him. The motion and noise caused the other two form their sleep, Tea was on her feet and already heading towards the washroom door shouting Yugi's name. Joey and Tristan were still rubbing the sleep form their eyes as they too got up and stretched asking Tea what was wrong.

“I don't know! He just got up and ran to the bathroom!” She shouted making both Joey and Tristan grim and chuckle.

“Chill Tea, he's just taking a morning leek.” Tristan yawned.

“Yeah, don't you pee when you wake up first thing?” Joey rubbed his hair then gave himself a good stretch.

“Yeah but-” she was interrupted with the sound of wrenching coming form the bathroom, this made all of them worried now so they asked.

“Do…you think it was the food?” Joey asked worried as he heard the wrenching happen again.

“Jeeze I hope not we had two burgers each…” Tristan gulped a bit.

Tea had gone up to the door and knocked “Yugi, are you okay?” She was so worried now since he was panting as well.

Meanwhile inside the bathroom stall Yugi was clinging to what the toilet bowl was on a plane just a metal seat with a hole; as his body kept throwing up everything in his stomach into the bowel. Yugi was guessing it was the food he had the other day coming up on him but when he looked into the hole he didn't see the remnants of un-disgusted food…he saw what looked like sand.

He was in shock…why why was he throwing up- and again the nausea happened causing him to throw up even more sand into the hole. He panted again as he heard the voice of Tea outside the bathroom now asking if he was okay.

He tried to gather up all his chipper energy and answered

“I-I'm fine! Just some air sickness!”

Then he returned to the wrenching, this time he swore he saw some plant life in it? Flowers? Vines? What on earth was going on?! Another heave and there was water now!? Sea water? ARGH!!!

Yami watched in horror and he saw Yugi throwing up more and more, it made him sick to see him in so much pain, oh how he wanted to just comfort him and hold him right now. He reached but a shock entered his mind like before…the last time he tried to touch himYugi…He pulled his hand away just as he saw Yugi stand up slightly, his legs weak once more as he reached out to press the release button on the toilet.

Yugi looked in the small mirror and could see just how dishevelled he was looking; His eyes where more grey, his skin was moist and pale, his hair was unkempt. Yugi swallowed hard and turned on the tap, splashing water on his face and raising his mouth out as best he could. Once he was done he looked at himself once more…he looked just like how he used to look before he had friends before he had the puzzle; depressed, miserable and lonely…

Yugi sighed and forced a smile on his face, he put more then enough worry into his friends the night before, today was a new day! And they where going to see Pegasus! Everything was going to be just fine!

#yugi #yugi mutou #yami yugi #dartz #breaking the seal #yugioh dm #yugioh #au #waking the dragons #fan fic #fan art

[dallonwrites]

UNTIL HEAVEN - WIP INTRO

matthew lejune / @dallonwrites / ocean vuong / mary ruefle

He knows that his headache is quietly growing vicious and he should take off his headphones, but now they’re singing about Heaven and Las Vegas – two places he has never been – and he knows that at some point, still unknown to him, his father died, and maybe that means he’s now stuck in Heaven or Las Vegas or somewhere in between. Or maybe that means he’ll just be everywhere, in the rain on Felix’s face and the ache behind his eyelids, and that’s how it’ll stay.

Genre: Adult Literary Fiction, novella (please god stay a novella)

Setting: San Francisco/New York, December 1990/January 1991

Vibe: shoegaze & dream pop, warm lighting, ginger flavor, a city skyline at night, going to church for the first time in years, feeling too old and also like you were born yesterday, disposable camera photos, the passing of time, stuff rabbit toy from your childhood, the hallway at a family gathering, planetariums, cold air on your face, retro christmas decor, realising you were once a child and that child deserved so much better

Deals With: parental grief when your parent was a piece of shit, Christian trauma, queerness in relationships, adulthood as you progress through your 20s, healing + building your own life after a traumatic childhood and what happens when that is disrupted

Soundtrack Essentials: The Cure - Plainsong / Mazzy Star - Be My Angel / Cocteau Twins - Cherry-Coloured Funk / Cocteau Twins - Heaven or Las Vegas / Beach House - The Hours / Jeff Buckley - Dream Brother / Tamino - Cinnamon

Synopsis: When Felix's father dies suddenly it's a week before Christmas, he and Beau had just begun experimenting with an open relationship, and he refuses to interrupt his life to mourn a man who doesn't deserve it. But when he can't stop his body from grieving, and his sister is growing obsessive over the morbid details, and at work he's teaching children that remind him of himself, an opportunity to impulsively leave sees Felix spend an insomniatic month in New York: diners at 3am, trips at the club, a birthday spent in a planetarium, one night stands to tell his boyfriend about in the morning, and a dangerously intense relationship with an enigmatic man who wants to know everything about his father.

This is another piece in my personal project/emotional support series and follows Revelations, Revelations and Lover Boy. If you know me you know Dorothy and Felix are my annoying children who I love so dearly and this novella is paired with a future novella that follows Dorothy during the same time. Fun fact! I only returned to writing because I wanted to explore Felix more and now I have an entire world that dominates my brain and it's all his fault! So this novella is kind of like a love letter to him. I also literally only created this so I could have a project that was soundtracked by historic Cocteau Twins' album Heaven or Las Vegas. Currently drafting because it won't leave my mind

The answering machine beeps awake -- and then, Beau's mother, reminding them that they're in charge of dessert tomorrow --and then, Beau's coworker wishing them both a Happy Holidays, a Stacy who Felix has never met -- and then his sister, sarcastic but loving, This is me calling so you know I made it home alive, just like you asked -- and then surprisingly, Goldie, Hi Felix, even though school broke up weeks ago, So I know it's Christmas, but I wanted to let you know that I talked with Joey's father and it sounds like he's doing much better at home already. He's even excited to come back to your class! And his father sounds super proud and optimistic about his progress and by the end of the last message he’s on the floor, back to fridge and elbows on his knees, face in his hands. And he lets out a shaky, snivelled breath that makes him push his palms harder against his eyes, against the wetness because he can’t cry, not over this, not when there’s still Christmas presents to wrap and last minute laundry so stop crying, get up, put on your new Mazzy Star record and get on with it. He straightens his back, holds his head up, takes a few deep breaths that feel more like gasping for air and also like pulling barbed wire out of his throat, gazes at the slants of streetlight on his living room wall. He can’t cry, not over this and not here, not in the home he’s worked so hard to make so warm. So he sits with himself, wipes his own eyes and holds himself in his own arms; when he feels calm enough, or trusts himself to be, he leans forward so he can open the fridge and reach in for the last ginger ale, cold in his hand and warm down his throat. Just him and the hum of an empty apartment.

#felix's transition from guy who does cocaine in the bathroom to kindergarten teacher is still so iconic to me #the tiny hint at the dorothy sibling novella OMG #wip intro #until heaven #something about this wip intro is so scary to me even though i love this story so much #but i need my wip intros so i can make my pinned post....dropping then going to SLEEP

[homestuckexamination]

Why does every time a Hope Classpect get mentioned, It's said to be sexual? What about hope is so sexual?

Hope is inherently tied to Charm, charisma and appeal, and in turn through these, physical attraction. This is, surely, accented by the Alpha relationship drama, but you can see some of it at play a lot when dealing with Hopebounds.

Eridan is at the center of a lot of the exploration on Quadrant Weirdness (And the failure of his own relationships, and driving potential concupiscent partners away) and Cronus is Literally The Horny Douchebag. There's also some parallels people have drawn between Hope imagery, in particular, and an almost Freudian brand of phallic imagery- And this is also almost kind of semi-confirmed with Diemen, whose whole deal is Hotdog Innuendos that are colored in a Hope hue?

Kuprum is all about being a 4channer horny for Trizza and her cybernetic tentacles, and canonizing that, yeah, Moirails Can Also Do That Stuff You Know. Daraya has the rebellious teen archetype, refusing to adhere to her Cloyster, and she goes out of her way to go to a party where she gets flirted on hard- By Chahut no less, another Hopebound. While neither of these things are too telling on their own, Jades are closely tied to religious nunhood, and as such, the idea of 'rebellious teen' opposed to a religious nun-like upbringing, could be said to highlight this stuff. With Chahut it's more minor, though I WOULD argue that the fact the Hiveswap Team made Big Mean Murderclown Lady in ITSELF is inherently Hope-coded in wanting people to thirst after her, but the same could be said of Marvus, and he's not Hope as far as we know. However- Chahut's Surname is Maenad. The Maenad are a cult of Dionysus, known for ritual ecstatic frenzy and orgiastic violence and bloodshed, so Take That As You Will. Elwurd also has a whole thing with being a massive flirt, having ex problems, hooking up at a bar and dumping you in the middle of the route, and then charming Joey to get a deal out of her. Finally there's Cirava, who's a bit of an outlier- But they still play off of the idea of Hope being tied to Charm by having been such a successful and charming streamer they ended up getting the Wrong Kind Of Attention, and gouging out one of their eyes.

Of course it doesn't mean that if something deals with physical and sexual attraction, it's inherently Hope- I point at Zebruh and Marvus- Nor that Hope is Always Tied to this kind of attraction- Like Cirava, and Daraya, who needs a bit of a push for it to be read that way- But it's one of the realms that seem consistently like. Considered for Hope. From Jake's Ass Shots and jokes about Amporas being desperate to hook up, to the obtuse imagery of a volcano going off in the background after Jake kisses Dirk's head (which is still a VERY funny point brought up by OptimisticDuelist, that is only reinforced by the fact it's A Volcano, Too, that sends the Genesis Tadpole Sperm Cell to the Skaia Egg), there's a bunch of stuff.

But ultimately, yeah, it comes back to the fact Hope = Charisma and Appeal. Yes, Jake's Ass on TV is Hope-Coded.

#HSE #Hope #Aspect #Fanon #Theories

[logan368]

now taht i know you're requests are open, could you maybe write a solidarity x reader from empires 2 where the hermits visit tumble town and reader hears about it, goes to say hi and they're like kind of 'close' with one of th hermits (doesnt matter who) and then jimmy gets a little jealous and then theres just fluff :) (if you'd be okay with it, feel free to change otherwise) <3

Yes ofc! I love the idea! Thank you! Sorry it took so long to post. I going through something personal, and then I just ended up going inactive. But here you go!

You're ridiculous (solidarity x gn!reader)

You knocked at the door of your neighbor from tumble town Jimmy. You had come over for some gunpowder as his shop is empty as always what a shocker. The door opened and he smiled.

"Well howdy partner what brings you here to Tumble Town?"

"Well I came here for gunpowder but a certain someone," You put heavy emphasis on certain someone, "doesnt keep his shop stocked full." You looked at the sheriff unamused.

His face became a light shade of pink in embarrassment that he was called out for his shop never being stocked by you. "I'm sorry, we can fly over to Joey's farm and I'll provide you some gunpowder."

You chuckled softly. "Hey I'm only messing with you but let's go." Were your plans before you heard a rumble of some sorts. "What was that?" You turned and looked at the sheriff who shrugged in return.

"I have no idea. It was probably no big deal." He shrugged it off. As you both continued with your already made plans to get gunpowder.

On the flight back you grabbed some gunpowder and helped Jimmy restock his shop. "In all seriousness, keep your shop stocked for Joel's sake."

He rolled his eyes at you. "Dont speak of that little wannabe God's name in my empire." To which you just rolled your eyes in turn.

"Joel, Joel, Joel." You giggled seeing Jimmy get all riled up was such a fun thing to do.

"You called?" Joel flew down being followed by a mysterious figure that you didn't recognize.

Jimmy let out a distressed yell. "Y/N! Look at what you've started! Now HES here in MY EMPIRE and he's gonna start something."

"Well Jimmy what a toy way to introduce our new guest." Joel rolls his eyes and the figure behind him goes to introduce himself, but before he could you tackled him in a hug.

"Scar! Oh it's been forever since I saw you last. What are you doing here? How are the others?" You threw questions at your old hermitcraft buddy for explanation you joined hermitcraft for season 6 and the start of 7 but got busy and ended up leaving and joining empires.

Scar chuckled slightly pushing you off of him. "Well, first off. Hello Y/N it's a pleasure to see you again. I dont know how I got here, see I walked through a portal with Grian and the others, and the others are great, they're around somewhere."

"I'll have to look around for them, see I was here in tumble town for some gunpowder, then I had to go on a quest because SOMEONE, not to name names or anything, never has their shop stocked." You explained to Scar. "Ooh! You'll have to let me show you around to the places Joel hasn't shown you yet!"

"Oh! Is that Y/N?" A familiar voice said walking into view. You looked up and saw Grian.

"Oh, hi G!" You waved at him.

Jimmy glared at Grian. "YOU??!?!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

Grian smiled and walked over towering over Jimmy menacingly. "Guess you'll never escape me Timmy. I'm always here, every smp you'll never be safe."

"Well that doesn't matter," he pulled you away from Scar. "As Y/N likes me better than you, which is why they chose to stay on empires!"

"Hey! I never said that!" You gave a stern look to the sheriff. "I just haven't had the time to talk to X about rejoining. It has nothing to do with me liking you guys better than the hermits."

Jimmy blushed in embarrassment as he let go of you. "You can't say things like that Jim!"

"I'm gonna go show Scar around and catch up with him because he asked me to. Then I have all the time to spend with you." You smiled and flicked Jimmy's nose. Before heading off with Scar which caused Jimmy to have a sad pang of jealousy in his heart.

Scar and Y/N caught up after not having talked to him in such a long time. They ended up running into some of the hermits and caught up with them. It started to get late so they waved bye to their friends and flew back to Tumble Town.

They walked into the room to see Jimmy pouting. "You know, you're incredibly ridiculous right?" Y/N shook their head as they went over and wrapped their arms around Jimmy pulling him into a hug. Jimmy hugged back. He didn't say anything to Y/N so they just sighed and ended up cuddling the night away. "You know you'll always be my favorite Sheriff Jimmy Solidarity." You smiled kissing his cheek

He blushed "Yeah, I know, and you'll always be my favorite deputy, Y/N L/N."

#jimmy x reader #solidarity x reader #empires x reader

[hereforthefunnyguys]

Just a thought, but like you should totally talk about how much you love irateshipping.

I lvoe it so much you guys my thoughts are sometimes easy to figure out and sometimes they're just kind of a blurry static field of warmth but i'll try my best.

As a side note, this got. Uh. Long. So it's under a cut now.

Okay so the first thing I adore about it is that it can really easily switch between a kind of funny domestic dynamic with two teenagers who don't know how to make emotions work and also can be “fucked up traumatized dudes try to kill each other with a gun.” That part is great for me.

Second of all, I talk a lot about like mariks perspective on the whole thing but I don’t know if I talk about Joey's perspective on the whole thing where like... Marik is objectively everything he hates. He's controlling, he's wealthy, he's narcissistic, he's like kaiba if kaiba was somehow worse and had nicer hair <- whoa who said that? Yet he still possesses a kind of inherent charm that ends up pulling you in closer and sort of forces Joey to have some kind of feeling about him, whether that be hatred or love or just "Wow! What a Freak".

I like to picture (read: there's no canon evidence for it, but a man can fantasize) that there's kind of a... weird attraction to Marik, especially with the brainwashing in a "i don't have to think anymore" way. Like, uh how do I explain this; Joey is used to having to work all the time to support himself and his family.

He goes for 7 straight hours at school doing work he doesn't understand with teachers that hate him, around friends that love him (and he loves back!) but always seem to overshadow him and, at least in canon, don't seem to quite 'get' the situation he's in at home, plus, you know, Yugi + Atem always overshadowing with the one big hobby he has. Then he goes back home, gets yelled at by his dad and has to play tip-toe around him (or, at least, I'd assume so), then hauls ass out to go work until 9:00, buy cheap dinner, then collapses and wakes up at 6:30 the next morning to go work again before going to school again. He's burning out 24/7. First man to ever desperately need a workers union for the simple act of existing.

But then Marik comes along with the Ghouls, and gets to say, you don't need to think anymore. You don't have to worry anymore. All the decisions are made for you. And it's never explicitly stated (probably because it would be a lie lmao) but in Joey's head this also has a connotation of you're finally safe. And you know what? To Joey, that's kind of blissful. No thinking. No more worrying. Just sort of... existing.

Of course, he hates it too, obviously. It's sickening to feel yourself be puppeted like that, out of your own control, forced to fight the people you love, etc. So we can't be having that. But there is still a certain bond thats formed by having someone inside your mind, and it goes both ways; not only is Joey dealing with the feeling of having all his brains pried open and picked apart like stir-fry, but Marik also now knows everything that happens in Joey's head. What's that even like??? Does it make him feel bad for Joey? Is he attracted to it? Does it just make him think Joey is stupid? Does he feel a sense of responsibility to maybe try and fix some of those problems when he becomes a Good Person? Is he now like the Expert on how Joey's brain works and has to decide how to use (or abuse) that knowledge?

Post-Battle City, I think they have a very awkward relationship. In canon they seem friendly, but imo thats kind of a cover-up for the awkwardness, because what else are they supposed to say to each other? "Hey, again, guy who brainwashed me and saw the innermost depths of my mind!" "I told you I don't do that anymore :(" type stuff. If you put them in a room alone, it'd just be like. An hour straight of pure silence, occasionally interrupted by asking where the bathroom is and conversations that go like "well uh how's life been?" "Not great." "ah. okay. cool. Cool."

At least imo Joey doesn't actually realize what he has are romantic feelings. In his mind, this weird sweatiness he feels and inability to put Marik out of his mind is probably a side effect of brainwashing or something. Marik does though. Marik is pretty much permanently looking at Joey like he wants to eat him alive or, perhaps more scandalously in his mind, hold his hand.

Also... This is a different conversation but I think marik is like - Jealous? Approving? Something like that- of joey. Not in a “I want to be an impoverished delinquent bad boy who breaks the rules” way but more in a “see, this is what I Should Have Been. The loyal son that sticks by his father no matter what.” And in one hand he doesn’t particularly care for Joeys father (finds him classless and unappreciative) and, on a surface level, recognizes that their situations are very Very different, but the jealousy remains. Like. That should be me trying up there.

Because both Marik and Joey have the same specific form of daddy issues where they wholeheartedly believe that they are the problem here, so if they just go the Right Chance they could fix everything with their parents and could live happily ever after. So they end up in an endless feedback loop of (nodding) "yes, he's doing the right thing by trying to make it up to his dad" and don't get why their friends are all like "please go talk to like. Someone else about this. Anyone."

I do think they have potential to actually help each other out with this type of stuff as they mature and are able to also recognize the affect that it has on the other ("You go deer-in-the-headlights whenever you're around open fire"/"you start cringing uncontrollably whenever someone throws anything at you") but also Not Right Now! right now they're not even talking to each other.

Anyways. Yeah. God. I'm in love with them in case you couldn't tell. I don't even know if this makes sense to anyone else other than me but I'm having fun and thats what matters mostly

Also yeah sometimes its that marik just wants to date a stupid jock and hes so real for that. Let marik have a good boyfriend and psychologically torment joey more 2k24 campaign.

Anyways enjoy a Collection (of scenes where they are in the same panel)(*devours my rarepair scraps*)

#irateshipping #marik ishtar #joey wheeler #ygo #wwoohoo #my stuff

[direwombat]

it's like some kind of wednesday in here (+ a bonus WIP music wednesday because I'm late)

tagged by @g0dspeeed, @adelaidedrubman, @gaeadene, and @socially-awkward-skeleton (or pseudo tagged anyway <3) for another wednesday

tagging @strangefable, @strafethesesinners, @detectivelokis, @sstewyhosseini, @confidentandgood, @river-ward, @wrathfulrook, @henbased, @voidika, @madparadoxum, @euryalex, @clonesupport, @schoute, @poetikat, @aceghosts, @inafieldofdaisies, @vampireninjabunnies-blog, @harmonyowl, @purplehairsecretlair, @ivymarquis, @cassietrn, @neverthesameneveranother, @roofgeese, @jacobsneed, @trench-rot, and anyone else who has something they want to share <;3!

here's the bit of dialogue right before syb does some dumb shit (surrendering herself to John)

“Chosen chopper incoming. Want me to shoot ‘er down?”

She shakes her head even though she knows he can’t see her. “Don’t,” she says. “They’re here for me.”

“Uh…I ain’t followin’.”

“I made a deal with John,” she explains. “Myself in exchange for your and Kim’s safety.”

“What!?” Nick exclaims. “You’re just handin’ yourself over to him?”

“I ain’t happy ‘bout it either, but I ain’t got much choice,” she says. “John’s just gonna keep throwin’ his men at us til one or both of us ends up dead. Least if I do this, you n’ Kim can pack your bags and get to Falls End before he decides to go back on his word.”

Besides, the sooner she knows where he’s keeping Joey, the sooner she can figure out how to bust her free. 

Then she can go looking for her brother. 

“Look. Just trust me, okay? I know what I’m doin’.” 

She hopes she sounds more confident than she feels. 

“If you say so,” Nick answers, but she can hear the reluctance in his voice. 

“Just get your ass back on the ground and go to your wife. Let me handle the rest.” And with that, she tunes into the Falls End frequency. “Grace, you copy?”

The few moments it takes for her to respond drags on for an eternity, but finally, she answers. “Yeah, I’m here.”

Sybille breathes a sigh of relief. “Great. Listen, I need you to get to Nick’s airstrip ASAP.”

“What’s goin’ on? You need backup?”

“Kinda,” she answers. Poking her head out from behind her cover, she glances at the Peggies awkwardly idling on the airstrip. One of them happens to meet her gaze and she hesitantly gives the man a wave. Puzzled, he waves back, and then she disappears back behind the bar. “Told John I’d surrender if he left Nick and Kim alone.”

“And why would you do something stupid like that?” Grace asks.

Sybille sighs and drags her hand down her face. “Was either that or risk Kim gettin’ shot,” she says. “Look, I ain’t trust a single word that comes outta that snake’s mouth, so if you could come down and make sure he doesn’t try anythin’ once he’s got me, that’d be great.”

“And if he does?”

“Then you get Nick and Kim outta here,” she says bluntly. “Don’t care where you take ‘em. Just make sure they’re safe.”

“And what about you?”

She sighs again. “Don’t worry ‘bout me,” she says. “I’ll be fine.” 

Grace is quiet for a long time, and there’s a brief moment where Sybille worries that she might refuse her request. But then her voice comes crackling through the radio once more. “You remember when I called you crazy?”

Sybille laughs. “Which time?” she asks.

“Don’t matter,” Grace answers. “I take it back. You’re fuckin’ insane.”

Her smile widens. “So you’ll be here?”

“I'm on my way,” Grace says reluctantly. In the background, Sybille can hear the roar of an ATV coming to life.

The tension in Sybille’s shoulders immediately relaxes and she closes her eyes, leaning her head back to rest it against the wood paneling of the bar. “I owe you,” she says.

“Damn right you do,” Grace grunts. “Oh, and Dep?”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t get dead.”

“Copy that,” she smiles. “See you on the other side.”

WIP MUSIC WEDNESDAY

been trying to get myself into the john seed mindset so here's a song (my ethel cain katc epiphanies earlier this evening aside) that's been helping me as i struggle to write him lmao

Listen up all you beggars, you liars and you thieves I'm about to bring you something that's gonna take you to your knees And you know that I could never let you down Oh when you feel the might and you hear that old soul sound

You've been waiting on the wind You've been waiting on the winds of change to blow your sails into the night Oh but all you do is sit and cry

You got to go down to the river and wash your soul clean You got to go down to the river and wash your soul clean Ooh down to the river and wash your soul clean You got to go down to the river and wash your soul clean

What you want (Down to the river) You ain't got (And wash your soul clean) What you got is all that you need

#wip wednesday #some radio chats between syb and nick and syb and grace #and this week on wip music day we have shawn james. who does a lot of heavy lifting in giving me katc insp #Spotify

[queenofcats17]

The Ink Demonth 6

Today is Machine.

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Tom liked machines. He always had. There was something about them that just felt... right to him. They made sense. As long as you knew how they worked, you could take them apart and put them back together as many times as you liked. He understood machines. Machines were easy.

People, though... People were hard.

Tom had never been good with people. It wasn't that he didn't understand people, he understood them just fine, but that he didn't want to play the games that society seemed so fond of. The battles of words, of smiling and being polite while trying to subtly cut down your conversation partner, they just made him tired. He would much rather just say what he meant and be over with it. What was the point of all these mind games? It just made no sense to him.

It was just his luck that Joey Drew happened to be one of the people who thrived in those mind games. Dealing with Joey's underhanded comments and tendency to conceal what he truly meant gave Tom a headache. Being at Joey Drew Studios wasn't a total nightmare, though, as he made an unlikely friend in the form of one Lacie Benton.

He'd met her when he'd been nosing around the area dedicated to Bertrum's theme park work. Bertrum Piedmont had a bit of a Reputation, and Tom had wanted to see if the park maker was going to be as much of a nightmare as Joey. To his pleasant surprise, he found that Bertrum's grandstanding was actually backed up by competence and care.

As well as a damn good mechanic.

Lacie had been working on the willow whipper ride when Tom had come searching. The central column was opened up and Lacie was digging around in it, pulling cables around and muttering to herself. Tom couldn't help but let out a whistle of admiration as he walked up. Wiring could be incredibly tricky. He tried not to touch it if he could help it.

Lacie turned around at the whistle, eyes narrowing slightly. "You need something?" She asked.

"No." Tom shook his head, stopping just short of her. "I just wanted to see what Piedmont's attractions were like in person. Seems like he's not all talk."

Lacie let out a snort. "Not all talk like Drew, you mean."

"That's exactly what I mean."

A small smile appeared on Lacie's face. "You're not a fan of him either."

"I'm not," Tom confirmed.

"What's your reason?" Lacie leaned back against the central column, folding her arms.

"Why do you want to know?" Tom instinctively tensed.

Lacie shrugged. "I'm curious. Seems like there's a long list of reasons not to like Drew. Like the fact that he's a pompous prick who likes the sound of his own voice. But I want to know what yours is."

Although he didn't fully relax, Tom allowed some of the tension to leave him. "He keeps asking me for the impossible and getting mad when I can't deliver," he answered slowly.

"Mm." Lacie nodded. "Yeah, that sounds about right."

"Has he been asking Piedmont for something similar?"

"Something like that." Lacie gestured vaguely around them. "He keeps demanding more, but refuses to pay what it'll cost to make more."

Now it was Tom's turn to snort. "He wants to cut corners, doesn't he?"

"He sure does." Lacie's lip curled up in disdain. "Wants quality but won't pay what it's worth. Real pain in the ass."

Sensing Lacie's mood would probably only get worse the more they talked about Joey, Tom took a step forward to gesture at the ride. "Enough about Drew. Tell me about what you're working on."

Lacie seemed to brighten a bit at the question, although it was kind of hard to tell with her, and she began to explain the ride and how it functioned.

Tom would come back to the Bendyland warehouse as often as he could to see what Lacie was working on. Sometimes Bertrum would be there as well, which was a tiny bit awkward, but at least Bertrum treated Tom with respect. He was excited to hear Tom's thoughts and valued his input.

Bertrum and Lacie understood machines. They loved machines, just like Tom did. People like that weren't so hard for Tom. If only he could meet more of them.

#bendy and the ink machine #fanfiction #the ink demonth #thomas connor #lacie benton #bertrum piedmont

[syntheticallymade]

JEROME VOMIT FETISH

Jerome enters Matt's office, his face pale and looking like he's about to vomit any second.

"Matt, sorry to interrupt, but where's the bathroom?" Jerome asks, as he takes a mental note of who all is in the room.

Matt points to the door on his right. "It's right over there, Jerome. You okay?"

"I don't know, man," Jerome says, taking a step back. "I think I'm gonna hurl."

"Go ahead, Jerome. If you need to puke, just do it in front of us. We won't judge," Matt says reassuringly, but Isra looks at him with disgust.

Knowing he has support in Matt, Jerome comes up with a plan and swiftly leaves the boardroom.

"What the hell, Matt? That's disgusting," Isra says, wrinkling her nose.

"What? I'm just being supportive," Matt says defensively. "Jerome's a good guy, and he's always been there for us."

Isra rolls her eyes. "This is getting ridiculous. First sensory nests, now vomit. What's next, free seeing eye dogs for anyone who wants one? Get real.”

"Hey, sensory nests are not ridiculous," Matt says, getting defensive again. "They serve a purpose, and they're important for people with certain conditions."

Just then, Jerome bursts back into the room, looking even more distressed than before.

“I can’t make it to the bathroom," he says, his face pale. "I’m about to blow."

Joey, Matt, Isra, and Evelyn all watched as Jerome made his way to a nearby trash can, breathing heavily as he did so.

He hunched over the bin, his body wracked with dry heaves.

"Go on, Jerome," Joey said, "Let it all out."

Matt nodded in agreement. "We don't judge here. If this is what you need to do, we're here for you."

Isra looked uncomfortable, but she nodded her head as well. "Yeah, man. Do your thing."

Evelyn remained silent, her eyes locked on Jerome. A fury burning within her. She had always known that there was something different about him, something that set him apart from the others. Looking at him now, she saw a gleam in his eyes. Could it be that he was getting pleasure from having a crowd watch him get sick? She knew he was different, but she never suspected that he could be aroused by his own vomit.

Just then, Jerome became violently ill and started to throw up in front of everybody. His vomit covered his clothes and it splashed across Matt’s desk. Matt and Joey gave supportive smiles, while Isra and Evelyn recoiled in disgust.

Jerome couldn’t be happier.

He took a deep breath and straightened up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, trying to conceal his grin.

"Thanks, guys," he said, "That really helped. I’ll never forget this night. Trust me.”

Joey patted him on the back. "Anytime, buddy."

Matt turned his attention back to the blueprints in front of him. "So, let's get back to business, shall we? I believe Isra was comparing sensory nests to concentration camps?”

Isra nodded, but Evelyn spoke up. "Wait a minute. What just happened here? We can't just ignore what we just saw."

Joey looked at her, puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, we just watched Jerome happily vomit into a trash can, and we're acting like it's no big deal. Why was he so eager to get sick in front of an audience?”

Matt shrugged. "It's not a big deal. It's just Jerome being Jerome."

Evelyn shook her head.

Isra rolled her eyes.

Jerome looks mortified at the suggestion and his face turns a deep shade of red.

He stumbles backwards, tripping over a chair and knocking over a stack of Anti Nest propaganda as he does so.

“No, no, no!” he stammers, “That’s not true at all! I’m not some kind of pervert! I just fantasize about vomiting on people. Surely they would feel badly for me, as I’m the one who is sick. They’d probably insist on cleaning themselves up, even though that takes away from my fantasy. If you consider that to be a fetish of some sort, knock yourself out. I’ll be over here with the rest of the evolved portion of mankind.”

Evelyn is unconvinced, and her eyes narrow as she glares at him. “Oh really?” she retorts, “Then why did you seem to get aroused when you got sick?”

Joey steps forward, trying to diffuse the situation.

“Come on guys,” he says, “Let’s not make a big deal out of this.”

But it’s too late. Evelyn is already on a roll.

“I knew there was something weird about you,” she hisses at Jerome.

“You always act like you’re better than everyone else, but really you’re just a freak!”

Jerome’s face contorts in anger.

“How dare you!” he yells back, “You think you’re so perfect, but you’re just a shallow, judgmental bitch!”

The room falls silent as everyone turns to look at Jerome in shock.

Even Isra, who has been quiet up until this point, seems taken aback.

Evelyn is seething with rage and begins to make stimming noises, a desperate attempt to collect herself. After all, she is still intent on fighting with Isra for her right to have her sensory nests. She needs to be sharp.

“I can’t believe you just said that,” she snaps, “You know what? You’re right. I am shallow. I’m shallow because I care about things like the beauty of nature and the artistry of nest building. But you know what’s really shallow? And, quite frankly, extremely disturbing? Getting off on vomit!”

Jerome looks like he’s about to explode.

“You don’t know anything about me,” he spits, “You don’t know what it’s like to be me.”

He anxiously licks the corners of his mouth, hoping there is at least some residual vomit for him to ingest. That residual vomit would not be found. He had wiped his face too well. “Damn,” he thought to himself.

He began to spiral at the prospect of not having any vomit on hand.

Evelyn notices what Jerome is doing, and what he is looking for. Her voice rises to a fever pitch. “Thank God for that! I don’t want to know what it’s like to be you!” she screams, “You’re disgusting!”

[mlobsters]

supernatural s9e6 heaven can't wait (w. robert barens)

first episode with this writer. not sure i'm in the best mindset to do this but let's try. suicide hotline straight out of the gate not helping

i'm glad misha played this bit with the machine straight, i was more worried that he was going to be touching his phone with wet sticky fingers

sam looking especially giant next to kevin like this

so i can't imagine they'd recycle the exact same plot of cas getting wooed by pretty lady who's actually trying to kill him, but if she's above board she.... needs to raise her standards and stick to the no dating your employees rule.

DEAN Were they all basket cases? SHERIFF If you asked me to make a list of this county's saddest sacks, these four would've been right on top.

right, again, nothing new. but i'm tired of how they talk about mental illness. also. it's me, hi, i'm the saddest sack, it's me. literally have sad sack in my twitter profile. anyway i know this is before the always keep fighting campaign and jared talking about his experiences with mental illness

unclear how bodily tissues and clothes all turn into bright pink residue for everyone

the mushy music swells

dean's being kind of an asshole here to cas about him having to work at the gas station. like it's so funny, he's dealing with being human for the first time (and the writers have made him very clueless) and you kicked him out your home and he had nothing and nowhere to stay so he was supposed to .... do what exactly

CROWLEY You think you can threaten me with that hack?! She's all fury, no finesse. SAM I'm not so sure. Our last encounter with Abaddon, she was, uh – she was pretty terrifying. Scarier than you've been in years.

laughed out loud at sam's not remotely subtle attempts to make crowley jealous

CASTIEL You are a hunter. DEAN And you're a hunter in training, remember? CASTIEL Yeah, I remember. You said I sucked. DEAN I didn't say that. I said that there was, uh, uh, you know, "room for improvement." Come on. CASTIEL All right, my shift's over in five minutes, and my date's not until later, so... DEAN Attaboy! I'll go get the car.

kinda treating cas like a doormat. feel like he should be more pissed at dean than he is. then again i thought dean should have been more pissed at him a whole bunch of times so. even steven

DEAN What, you're saying an angel did this? CASTIEL It's no ordinary angel. Dean, this is bad. This is very bad.

you've heard of arch angels but what if i told you there were super mega bad arch angels

getting dean's quick guide to dating

okay boss lady, next time you're trying to ask if someone can babysit, mention the baby. and the sitting. and the babysitting

LOL like drawing blood works like this. this show and needles is so goofy :p most shows are. but like you can just jab a needle straight down into your arm and draw blood is especially goofy.

know that i know the song cas is singing (believe it or not by joey scarbury) because george had an answering machine message spoof of it in an episode of seinfeld...

this baby is a DOLL! my god. precious 🥹

CASTIEL Nobody told you. Nobody explained. You're just … shoved out kicking and screaming into this human life, without any idea why any of it feels the way it feels, or why this confusion, which feels like it's … a hair's breadth (The baby stops crying.) from terror or pain. You know, just when you think you do understand, it'll turn out you're wrong. You didn't understand anything at all. Guess that's just how it is when you're new at this. You know, it wasn't that long ago when all I'd need to do to ease your pain was touch you.

i am glad they're addressing this aspect of how hard it would actually be to suddenly have to deal with being human for cas

reminiscing about the time dean was sweet with the shifter baby

s6e2 two and a half men because i'm soft for baby cuddles

curious where they're going with this and crowley. giving him a little mini redemption arc?

DEAN Listen, Cas … Back at the bunker, I, uh... Sorry I told you to go. I know it's been hard on you, you know, on your own. Well, you're adapting. I'm proud of you. CASTIEL Thank you, Dean. (Sighs) But there's something Ephraim said. The angels – they need help. Can I really sit this out? Shouldn't I be searching for a way to get them home? DEAN Me and Sam will take care of the angels. You're human now. It's not your problem anymore.

glad he apologized. i think he should have offered to help with money or something. should have given him a bundle when he booted him in the first place. if we're on the cas-is-family train, dean is good at taking care of people and knows what it's like to be food insecure and unhoused. he's falling down on that job with cas right now. if they want me to take their relationship as seriously as they talk it up to be, gotta follow through with more actions

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 9x06 #robert berens #believe it or not #seinfeld #george's message is gonna be stuck in my head for at least a day now #spn 6x02 #Youtube

[sur-un-fil]

Ink demonth 2022 - Responsibility

Or... What kind of responsibilities does he have?

Chapter 3: 1940- 1959

Joey slowly opened the door to the ink machine room. He didn't have to report his presence in the Studio, as he was expected and didn't have time to deal with Sammy's whining. He just wanted to see how it went. It was the first time he had used a "donor" he had not sacrificed himself, and whose body was so damaged... But nothing was to be lost, was it? Maybe it would give an interesting result all the same. And when the ink had completely corrupted the body, there would be no more obvious evidence of any murder in his Studio. So he would have killed two birds with one stone.

But when he turned on the light, there was nothing in the big tray under the machine's outlet pipe. It was splattered with still-liquid ink, yes, but his latest test subject was not there. That was surprising, usually they were too weak, dazed or busy crying like calves to move. Joey clicked his tongue, annoyed. Where had this idiot gone? He began to walk slowly around the ink machine, noticing that the silence was only disturbed by his own footsteps, and really hoping he wouldn't have to look for that thing in every department. He stood up and glanced at his watch. Time was running out. He looked around the room, and a voice suddenly sounded behind his back.

"You look familiar."

Joey flinched and turned sharply. Between him and the door stood a being made of ink, almost as well-shaped as Lawrence, looking at him thoughtfully. The only thing that distinguished him from the others was his neck. It was bisected with a visible gap wide enough for Joey to see one end of the door on the other side. Yet his upper neck and head stood straight on his shoulders with nothing holding them back. 'Interesting. The cause of the subject's death obviously impacts the ink form it adopts afterwards. I wasn't sure, but it's obvious now. I'll have to tell the others so we can take it into account in future tests.' That said, he was unusable in this state. He might as well take advantage of his calm to gain his trust and solve the problem right away. He smiled at him.

"Really? That's quite flattering. Do you remember anything else?"

"No. I woke up here, in the dark. I... I don't know how I got here."

"It's perfectly normal, don't worry."

"Normal? Why? Did I have an accident?"

"In a way, yes. If you'll come with me, I'll be able to..."

"I can't remember my name. Or... Or my face. Why have I forgotten my own face? Or the colour of my skin? And... I don't remember my family, or any event in my life before I woke up here!" His voice became more and more shrill, turning into a long, terrified scream as he looked down at his hands. "What is THIS? WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?"

Joey held back a grimace as he thought about the noise. He kept his composure and his smile, trying to be reassuring.

"It's all right. You fell in the ink, that's all. Join me and I can help you..."

'...by putting you back in the tank as dry as possible for another run through the ink machine,' he thought, discreetly checking that he had the keys to open the hatch. Yes, they were in his pocket.

"Can you really?"

"Yes, of course. That ink machine is mine. I know exactly what to do to make it work, you just have to trust me."

The being, who had taken a step towards him, stopped at that word.

"Trust? No, not you, Mr. Drew."

He looked very briefly astonished that he could recognise him, and then his voice became charged with anger.

"Yes, I remember now! You spent your time lying to us! About the ink, about the disappearances, and even about the bankruptcy of the Studio. I suspected it and I was on the lookout, it was so obvious that even those three kids were investigating and... Kids! They had decided to search the Studio! I hope nothing happened to them. It's strange that I don't remember anything after talking to them... I left them, and when I came back I heard a noise behind me... I felt this horrible pain in my neck... And then..."

His voice died. He looked again at his hands, at the machine and then at Joey.

"IT'S YOU! YOU'RE THE REASON I DIED!"

He threw himself at him, his fingers stretched forward.

"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!"

Without backing down, Joey uttered a single word and the being collapsed in a heap before him. He shrugged, brushing a drop of ink off his cheek with his thumb.

"I don't like to talk about faults. There have been mistakes made, and some unfortunate accidents, yes. But that's no reason to give up. I'm not just doing it for myself, you know, but in memory of those who gave their time and their lives for this dream. It's my responsibility to carry on regardless."

Joey allowed himself a small smile.

"I'm sure you don't want to have 'lost your head' in vain either, Norman. Besides, it makes me think..."

He glanced thoughtfully at the vat, reached for his keys and opened it, ignoring the sounds halfway between sobs and pleas that the being was painfully trying to make. He plunged his hand into the ink that lapped fearlessly at it and groped for a moment, before managing to grasp by the hair what he was looking for. He pulled it out, too soaked with ink to bleed any more, and tossed it carelessly into the first open box he saw. Leaving the hatch gaping, he then grabbed a large shovel and a bucket, and walked over to the inky being, who was shaking a little more with every step he took towards him.

"Let's see how your mind will stand up to the ink without your head. I don't think you're going to keep much of it, and I have to say I'd be fine with that. It would be really annoying if you kept that much fortitude and managed to retain so many memories next time. You could be a detestable influence on others... I can't allow that, unfortunately. Keeping morale up has always been one of my most important responsibilities, you know? And I take my responsibilities very seriously."

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#bendy and the ink machine #batim #the ink demonth #batim au #joey drew #the ink demon #batim ink demon #The Ink Demonth #Bendy and the Ink Machine

[the-horror-show]

THE POOR PROJECTIONIST.

the queue probably went off, but not like i’d know what this stuff is... after that party with Daniel everything just went to shit. or it started going more wrong. that poor kid that... demon’s using.... and of course that.... that grinning thing. it’s just standing there... looking at me. i guess i should start at the beginning. everything was going fine in the studios, at the time there were only a few people. Joey, Henry, Wally, Sammy, and me. the studios was small at the time, but pretty good with business around here. but. something happened with henry and joey, all that man does is never takes, henry gives, but he never takes, he even stole the rights of the toons as well. and well. Henry was being drafted for war too so he just quit, i never understood what went down that day but it must of been the reason why Joey was so determined to be better than henry was, he expanded the studios, made a bunch of deals, hired a lot and i mean a LOT of workers, some of those being close friends of mine, one of them was inspiring to be just like me, his name was Buddy, he was thomas’s son. a good kid... i think it said something about luring it back. you all know who im talking about. i never once wanted to look for trouble, and im.. ungrateful that it keeps finding me. Joey summoned.... something else besides that unwordly thing. i didn’t see what it looks like but i felt it... it possessed one of the workers who was modeling for bendy’s movements. i wish i could remember his name but i can’t... i don’t know if it’s my old age or something else but i can’t seem to recall his name... i know he and wally and buddy started their own kind of little show to pass time around here, and then just.... that party came along and... christ. that grinning thing. it was influnced by that... that creature. it went on a rampage. and also... Sammy... he apparently got into the ink, he didn’t get poisoned or anything it was just one drop and yet... it turned him into something else. on top of that, daniel and his pals went missing along with dot. i think she got out of here but i dunno... and  then of course that other group that was here. that’s when i saw it beat up the machine, like that demon was angry... how do i know all this? im too damn quiet for my own good, they don’t even know when im watching, even when im right behind them... and that... thing that joey summoned. it got scared i think... wanted me out of the picture. it says it’s gonna make something of me. my body aches all over cause mister drew of all people beat the crap out of me, but i bet it was that thing influencing everything around here. my head feels like it’s gonna be ripped off if i can’t find a way to calm this headache... if i ever get out anyway.  just recently it got one of our animators, turrning them into something else. an attempted alice clone, apparently it said that they looked more imperfect than the other two..? i guess it can only be talking about susie and miss pendle... oh boy i hope thomas and buddy are okay... i haven’t heard what it did but it can’t be good. Wally’s also gone too, but it’s planning to lure him back here, mister drew apparently wants that grinning demon of his to be as perfect as possible, and that probably means to have it devour whoever was closest to it. as if that would make it look more like the cartoon... i don’t know. im tired. light’s running out so that might be my time to call it quits, plus that grinning thing left. and i hear it’s whistling, that thing’s coming back... ah well... i ain’t going down without a fight. im a big as a bear and as henry used to say, i hit like a train. i ain’t letting that thing get the better of me.

#IT WAS SO SAD TO SEE HIM AS HE IS NOW. #HE WAS VERY TOUGH. #EVEN BROKE A FEW OF MY BONES. #BUT IN THE END. #I ALWAYS WIN. #BUT I DO ADMIT #HE DID CAME CLOSE TO KILLING MY PREVIOUS VESSEL. #AH WELL. #IT'S A SHAME HE'S A SHELL OF HIS FORMER SELF. #Mankind's Bad HABIT (The HABIT) #Fragments Of The Past (Lore)

[sarah-dipitous]

Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 352

Inherit the Earth

I can’t believe I’ve done it. After this, there’s only Carry On left. How have I actually watched all 15 seasons of Supernatural this year?? I also can’t believe I’m gonna have to wait over a week to finish the show

“Inherit the Earth”

Plot Description: Sam, Dean, and Jack face the vacant world Chuck has left them with, which they seem powerless to fix. But giving up has never been the Winchesters’ way

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: considering the boys and Jack are the only ones left alive (for now?????) I’m guessing not

Jack asking where Cas is 😭😭😭 as much as we say Jack has three dads, Cas was his DAD and then the boys were like Uncle Jesse and Joey

I GET that they’re only in one small Minnesotan town and couldn’t possibly get news of anywhere else because who would report it, but constantly calling everyone you know has gotta be some kind of self harm, Sam

What IS happening with Jack? Why are all plants dying if he gets too near them??

Honestly, how Dean hasn’t started drinking is…..ok, he’s at least cracked open a cold one

Dean’s list of priorities when it comes to what Chuck needs to restore after they give him what he wants shouldn’t be so funny. HOWEVER, it goes “the people, the birds, Cas”

The fact that they keep saying “you can’t do that” to GOD

I’ve been wondering if there were still monsters……..a DOG? A dog made it out alive? Dean named the dog Miracle…and he’s fine. That’s so fucking mean. I’d kill Chuck myself if he ever tried to take Megumi from me

WHO LIT THR CANDLES IN THIS CHURCH?!

What good is having an archangel if he can’t even open a book. Sure it’s God’s Death book, but come on!!

THIS IS CLEARLY A TRAP, DEAN. THAT’S NOT CASTIEL. Omg…

Istc if we get Gabriel back too…

After the whole Nick thing I forgot how much I actually do enjoy this actor. Him as Lucifer is so much more entertaining. He’s just like, yeah I was in a silly goofy mood before you had to kill me but I’m back now and we can be a TEAM again

Omg!! Luciiiiiii you got us a new Death!! Just in time for Christmas! (He brought a reaper with him and then killed her, making her the new Death)

Ok I went to look up Death’s actress because she looked kinda familiar. Turns out, no. But man, yeah, she DOES look like the kind of person who would be in like a dozen hallmark Christmas movies (I mean that completely neutrally. She just has that look)

Just once I’d like to address a room I just walked into with the solution to our biggest problem by using the gender neutral greeting “Asshats”

And she was right to. Just because she’s only been Death for an hour doesn’t mean she’s not been a reaper for longer than that. Doesn’t mean she’s not been around since the dawn of time, Dean Winchester. You’ve been around for, what, a little over forty years? Cute.

Lucifer literally calling Michael a cuck was not something I had on my 2023 (or 2020) bingo card, but of course Lucifer betrayed them all…he’s always wanted to he dad’s favorite

God…that was centuries and millennia and…ten seasons coming. The FINAL final showdown between Michael and Lucifer

How are both Michael and Lucifer so Touya coded? Though Michael could also be Shoto…their collective disappointment in their fathers’ actions when all is coming to a close, even though anything said fathers would do would only make matters worse, but to not even reach out to the person who could help fix things?? Maybe??

It’s so funny in this penultimate episode that we’re still getting scenes of them doing research

Not Michael dying toooooo

I feel like we’re not seeing Jack for a Reason as Chuck absolutely WAILS on the Winchester boys

Oh was that a voice falter in that “hey Jack,” Chuck??

Really to think that this whole show started as a monster of the week and now they’re fighting LITERAL GOD

Oh so that’s the deal with the plants…they (somehow) turned Jack into a power vacuum but like literally. He just sucks it all up himself to be able to stand toe to toe with Chuck

They’re not gonna kill him, are they? They’re taking a less merciful route. Is Jack the new god????

This is brutal!! They’re goin on about how this is the ending where Chuck gets old, gets sick, dies, and no one cares or remembers him. Damn…I mean, it’s fitting but damn. They got god BEGGING

Here’s my question. Did Jack turn back time to the point where everyone disappeared?? Or is everything a few days or hours off FOREVER now? (This will likely not be answered)

MIRACLE IS BACK!!!! But probably going to their actual owner….

Jack IS the new god. He’s gonna make me cry with this goodbye speech

How was this not the finale?? This would have been a good finale. It’s ending with both of the boys alive and free and driving to classic rock while a clip show of important moments plays

Why did they ruin it all with the actual finale?? It could have and should have ended here. All they’re gonna do is kill Dean in a really stupid way and then make Sam live a long life without his brother while wearing a bad party city wig and then die

#hellsite nostalgia tour 2023

[twisted-art-wounders]

YGO AU Leviathan Rising

The Pharoah has managed to call all three dragons to the duel will it be enough to stop Leviathan?

Chapter 25 Awaken Hope

Thanks to the magic card “Legend of Heart” all three of the legendary dragons regained their true forms as knights whose powers came form the light within the heart. Together Timeaus, Critas, and Hermos managed to shatter the three seals of Orichcalos and deal damage to Orichalcos Shunoros.

“Our bond of absolute!” Hermos called out

“The dark seal doesn't effect us!” Critas added.

“I'll repay you for this scar you gave me! And free my master form your control!” Timeaus pointed directly at Leviathan, the god sneered and chuckled.

“That's some big talk coming form three pitiful lizards! Especially you Timeaus! You really think you can defeat me?! You still can't stop Orichalcos Shunoros! And I have over 10,000 life points! You'll never take Yugi away form me!” Levi shouted glaring daggers at Timeaus.

Timeaus in turn returned the same amount of anger towards the Great Beast; his scared eye still shut but even with only one eye open his intent was still there.

“I promise to free my master form you're control! And together we will stop you form achieving your wish, Leviathan!”

--

Back in the void; Joey and Yugi sat together and waited, the anticipation and anxiety of hoping for the Pharaoh's victory over the great beast loomed all around them. As more bubbles of humans souls continued to drift down towards Leviathan's waiting eye to be eaten.

Yugi looked so worried so anxious about everything going on and Joey would see it. He'd known Yugi for a long time now and he knew when Yugi would get lost in his own head replaying his fears over and over again. This time he didn't just see it in his fidgeting movements, but he could see it in his apprentice too; claws growing form his nails and his eyes where flashing form purple to gold to red.

Joey needed to cut the tension before  things got out of hand. A distraction! Something to keep his mind off what was happening even for a little it so he asked.

“So what games did you play with him?”

Yugi blinked and looked at Joey now his mind wasn't quite there before but now he had his attention.

“S-Sorry?” Yugi stuttered a bit while speaking.

Joey decided to repeat himself gently, he knew Yugi responded better when he felt safe. “What games did you and uh Levi play together? In your soul I mean.”

“H-how did you know we play games?” Yugi asked a bit confused.

“Well you've told me before that inside of your soul is like a big room full of games and toys right? And I figured if you're stuck in your own soul you'd play games. And if this Levi guy is attached to you and you could speak to him you'd totally play games together am I right?” Joey smiled warmly to smaller boy who nodded and blushed again.

“Y-yeah we played all kinds of games! Puzzles and board games and of course duel monsters. In fact that's actually how I got him to give me some control before.” Yugi said while pushing one of his gold bangs form his cheek and tucking them behind his ear.

“Gain control?” Joey raised an eye brow.

“Yeah, kinda like how I let the other me have control over our body when we duel. But instead it's my solid soul self as the body. It's hard to explain...But basically I negotiated for about an hour of freedom if I won our duel.” Yugi turned and faced Joey now keeping his legs crossed.

“So why didn't you try and contact us if you had control?” Joey asked again trying to find some form of comfort in his bubble but it was hopeless.

“I wanted to but Raphael wasn't going to have that...plus I did promise Levi I wouldn't do that and I couldn't break my promise to him...not on purpose...” Yugi looked away sorrowfully.

“I was hoping maybe I could convince Levi to trust me enough to find someway to get him to change his mind about everything...but I think I just made things worse. He's obsessed with me now and he wont stop until he has me all to himself...”

“Well too bad he's gonna have to learn to share ya Yug. Guess your sweetness is just too good to share huh?” Joey winked trying to get Yugi to smile a bit, Yugi chuckled a little.

“Well Joey he's been fed nothing but negative emotions and pain since his inception. So I guess once he'd been shown kindness and compassion he liked it so much he wants more of it. Like trying ice cream for the fist time and finding it so delicious you want it all to yourself.” Yugi rubbed his stomach a little.

Joey licked his lips a bit and sighed “Oh man don't mention sweets! I could eat a mountain of ice cream right now...”

Yugi laughed a bit making Joey smile wider; he knew he could cheer him up.

“Well that's the thing you know? While a mountain of ice cream sounds great to eat alone, it's nothing compared to sharing it with your best buds! plus much less of stomach ache in the end.” Joey chuckled but Yugi's face lit up a little as if something had just clicked in his mind.

“Yeah...maybe just maybe...Levi needs to learn how to share...” Yugi was still lost in his own thoughts when a blinding light eliminated the area a large tare has opened up in the void.

“Wow! What is that?” Joey yelled as he Yugi and Kaiba started to glow and where soon pulled into the tear.

--

This was it; Timaeus the Knight of Destiny had destroyed Leviathan's ultimate monster Divine Serpent Geh, a feat no one would have believed was possible especially Leviathan. The god stood aghast as his monster was destroyed and duel was now over, he lost...

“N-no...it can't be!”

“It is Leviathan! You've lost our duel and now you're going to keep your end of the bargain and free everyone you've captured here!” Yami yelled out only making Leviathan chuckle under his breath and slowly lock eyes with him.

“YOU made a deal with Dartz not me. And we are far form done your highness.” Levi spat out that last word before lifting his right hand, the claws on his finger tips grew out an inch with a teal glow surrounding them. He turned around and quickly slashed at the air making a portal that floated before him.

He took one last look at the pharaoh before jumping into it. Yami could only hold out a hand and tried to yell for him to stop before the god was gone. He growled a little but his attention was pulled towards the three knights that stood in front of him.

“The beast may have gotten away but we can still bring back our masters!” Timeaus said looking at his fellow knights who nodded to him before lifting a free hand each. Their hands started to glow as their powers allowed them to make a connection into the open portal, it reached deep within the heart of the beast where the souls where kept.

“Wow what is that?” Joey asked as he saw his orb start to glow, Yugi blinked as he looked over and saw that Kaiba's orb was glowing as well.

“I don't know...” Yugi looked down and saw he too was glowing, it felt like he was being called for.

Slowly one by one Joey, Kaiba and Yugi were pulled form the void and sent back through the portal, back towards their respective bodies. One orb flew directly to Kaiba's body while the other made it's way to Joey's back on the helicopter.

All except for Yugi who upon reaching the portal face smacked right into it like a bug hitting a windshield. Yami Yugi's eyes widened as he rushed over to the portal yelling

“Yugi!”

Yugi shook his head and stood up just in time to see Yami Yugi on the other side of the portal, his heart skipped a beat as he felt tears well up in his eyes.

“Other Me!”

Yugi reached out but found the face of the portal was solid like glass. His hands pressed against the portal face as hard as he could but it wouldn't budge. Yami Yugi's face was puzzled he didn't understand he put his own hand to the portal face only to find it can go through uninterrupted.

Timeaus looked at fellow knights who returned the look to him, they knew what was happening but how could they explain it to him?

“Master...” Timeus started

“What? I don't-” Yami Yugi was about to finish his sentence only to hear a voice behind him speak.

“Yugi?” Tea had just woken up form being knocked out and saw Yami Yugi in front of the portal with Yugi on the other side. Tears filled her eyes as she stumbled to her feet and ran towards him, Yami Yugi had seconds to step aside and allow her through.

“Yugi! I can't believe it's really you!” she exclaimed and leap towards the portal that held her long lost friend in it, and just like Yami she was able to pass through it with no effort. With her arms wrapped around Yugi's upper torso she squeezed him tightly making it hard for Yugi to breathe.

“I...can't...breathe!” Yugi said breathlessly but still quite happy to see and feel her again. Just as soon as she was up so was Tristan who saw the sight and came over as well, followed by Joey who entered and room running towards his friends.

“Yugi! We did it we're back!” Joey yelled and pilled onto the group of 4that held onto the small frame of Yugi and where all partly inside the portal.

Mokuba and Kaiba had both woken up and where watching the event take place before noticing Yami Yugi stood on one side of the portal while the other Yugi was inside the portal still. Form what he understood Yami Yugi was only a soul and has to possess Yugi's body to have a physical form, but there was the other Yugi standing in the portal and not in his own body? What was going on?

Tea and the others pulled themselves away form Yugi who was happy to have some air again, but before he knew it Tea had taken his hand and pulled him towards the portal face again.

“Come on! What are you waiting for lets-” she stopped as she felt Yugi's hand slip form her own the moment she stepped outside of the portal. She looked back to see Yugi still standing inside the portal, she looked down at her hand again then reached for his hand again.

“Huh?” she took Yugi's hand again and tried to pull him but again his hand and body where stopped by the portal's face. Both Joey and Tristan looked confused as they watched Tea try again only for the same result. It was only then they noticed Yami Yugi on the outside of the portal and both had the same confused expression between each other.

“How come the Pharaoh is out here?” Tristan asked Joey who shrugged.

“This isn't adding up...He should have gone back to his body right?” he starched his head a bit before being startled by Tea's voice.

“Come on...this isn't funny! What's going on?” her voiced started to sound desperate now as he tried again and again, each time she failed more tears built up in her eyes as she looked at Yugi's hand in desperation.

Yami Yugi closed his eyes and looked away he already knew the answer but was scared to tell her.

Everyone else looked on as Tea continued only to have Yami put a hand on her shoulder and start to pull her away. She rolled her shoulder and snapped a glare at him with tears running down her face, her eyes widened as she finally really saw Yami Yugi was there at her side. Her lower lip quivered a bit as she finally realized what was happening but she didn't want to believe it.

“Stop it! Stop standing there and help me!” she yelled at Yami then looked at the others desperate for them to come and help her. She felt like everyone had gone crazy why weren't they helping her?

“Come on you guys! Just-” she started to speak only for a soft voice to call to her making her snap her head back towards the portal. Yugi stood looking at her his orchid eyes shining brightly but with sadness filling them.

“Tea, I... I can't leave...”

Those words broke her, like a glass shattering on the ground she felt all her emotions hit all at once, tears just couldn't stop streaming down her cheeks.

“Is that it? We came all this way...we lost so many people...you-you're right here and we can't set you free?” Tea was shaking and held herself tightly looking down before screaming out loud.

“WHY?! This isn't fair! You're right there! The Pharaoh won! Why can't we have you back!?”

Yugi once again answered ever so sadly.

“Yes...he did win...but I'm still bound to The Great Leviathan...I'm part of him now...I can't just walk out of my own soul...”

The realization fell on all of them now as the room grew heavier with emotion; they'd gone through so much fought so hard was this where it all ended? Yugi could feel the despair in the room he was growing stronger form it so that meant so was Levi...

Yugi gathered up all her courage and spoke loudly again.

“Come on you guys! You came all this way just to help me and the others! Just because I'm stuck doesn't mean we can give up! If we can stop Leviathan then I can be set free again and we can save everyone else! Don't give up!”

Tea wiped the tears form her eyes, her face was still red form yelling, but she started to clam down enough to really let Yugi's words and his smiling face give her hope again.

Joey gave a thumbs up “Yugi's right! With me and Kaiba back we can use our dragons to help put that scaly serpent in his place!”

“You're right Joey! Yugi I promise we'll take down Leviathan and set you free, no matter what!” Yami Yugi smiled towards his partner.

“Humh! I don't need any help taking down that over grown lizard. Just stay out of my way.” Kaiba barked making Joey fume a bit and made everyone else roll their eyes.

The rooms tone changed once again now with renewed hope, only to be interrupted by an earthquake. In that moment everyone's attention was now set to what was happening outside.

“What is that?” Joey yelled.

“Leviathan! He's not finished yet!” Yami Yugi growled

Kaiba wasted no time heading towards the exit followed by Mokuba, The others followed after him all except Yami who looked towards the door then back at Yugi.

Yugi looked back at him and said

“Hurry! I don't know what's planing but we have to stop him!”

#yugi #yugi mutou #yugi moto #joey wheeler #levi #leviathan #yami yugi #timeaus #leviathan rising #au #waking the dragons #yugioh #yugioh dm #fan fic

[zanzaflux]

If joey somehow came back, will Ben or Bendy beat him up? Totally asking for a friend here.

If Joey managed to crawl out of the pit he fell in, it would probably scare the begeezus out of Ben and Bendy. After they get over their shock, they'll beat him up and send him back to where he came from.

#zanza answers #bendy and the ink machine #batim fanfic #shadows of the studio #who knows what kind of deal joey made to come back #it would be bad for everyone involved

[florestmoon]

Into the Fog Pt.3 (Frank Morrison x Reader)

You have your doubts about Frank’s role in the entities realm. 

Part 1. Part 2. Part 4.

warnings: Angst. violence.

notes: I made this very long as an apology for taking forever to update lol enjoy <33

The looming trees mocked Frank. Crunching of the snow that was victim to his footsteps echoed in his ears as he tried to focus on his surroundings. He was looking for any kind of clue or item that would tell him anything, give him any sign about you. But his frustration only grew as it was beginning to be difficult to distinguish what he was looking at. Pitch darkness was all he was faced with along with the growing snowfall.

The crescent moon in the dark sky above being his only source of light to help his way back onto the road. Snow biting into skin as he finally emerged from between the trees and was greeted by the number of other people from town ending their own search. Police cars were park through out the road. Yellow taped surrounded the area, attached to some trees. Yellow vest clouded his vision as well, his eyes falling on one particular person that was taking their own off. Joey made quick eye contact and threw him a sad smile.

He began to walk towards Frank but the older male quickly turned away, making way to his car. He didn’t have time to deal with another pitiful conversation with his friends. The past two weeks had been constant reassurance and group talks forced by his legion. They had hoped they were comforting but he didn’t need comfort. He didn’t need reassurance. He knew you were coming back.

His train of thought was interrupted when he walked by the sheriff and another police officer, ears catching the end of their conversation.

“..5 inches of snow by tomorrow morning. I think it’s time to call it off..”

What? Frank whips around before the sheriff could finish, a scowl appearing in a heartbeat as he glares at them.

“What the fuck do you mean ‘call it off?”

The sheriff glances at the teen in surprise as though he didn’t notice him at all. He quickly recollected himself, sighing. “Look kid, those woods are going to covered in snow and its going to be impossible for anyone to-”

“We should be making a bigger effort now with the snow being this heavy, you can’t just fucking give up!” Frank counters. He could feel his hands began to shake, anger surging throughout his body.

Not just anger. Fear.

“We can’t risk anymore people getting hurt. It’s too dangerous.”

Frank scoffs, “Then bring better equipment. For fuck sake, she’s freezing out there and you want to stop because of some snow.”

The sheriff looked at the officer contemplating before he allowed his face to fall, Frank recognizing the expression from his days in the orphanage. From all those times the adults would tell him of another rejection. The look of pity before they gave him the bad news.

“Frank.”

He could feel his heart beat pounding in his ears. All his fears that he’s pushed down since the beginning of this nightmare finally surfacing.

“Its been 2 weeks- and with this snow, and the cold. The chance of her being alive is very slim.”

“You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about,” He seethes, clenching his fist as he takes a step towards. He sees red. “I should have known you lazy bastards wouldn’t put any effort, a bunch of cowards-“

He feels himself being pulled back, Joey suddenly by his side.

“Frank, come on.” Joey begs, afraid of what his friend will do.

But he couldn’t bring himself to look at his best friend, angry eyes remaining on the sheriff who simply continued to look at him with pity. The expression only fueling his anger. But the next words that left his mouth is what finally pushed him.

“We’re calling off the search.” He simply states, regarding the older teen for a second before walking away towards an older couple, preparing to deliver the decision to your parents.

Joey’s grip on Frank’s arm faltered, his own shock following the statement. Frank ripped his arm away, chest heaving as he processed what this meant.

Everyone was going to stop looking for you. The police given up. He was the only one that still had hope, a delusion that you were okay. Now he was on his own.

He finally snapped and did what he knew best with his pent up anger. He turned, fist raising as he aimed at a tree next to him.

“Fuck!”

Fist colliding with the wall, waves of pain vibrating up Frank’s arm. The sound of the hit was loud in the still lodge, no sign of life besides Frank’s heavy breathing. Once you had jumped in the hatch, darkness pulled at Frank as he was transported back to Ormond. Fire crackling in the furnace that was placed in the middle of the building sounded distant despite Frank standing directly in front it. The warmth and light reflecting on his face.

He was glad that the others seem to be in their own trials. The empty lodge allowing him his moment of vulnerability.

He was scrambling to catch up on the million thoughts that tried to push their way to the front of his mind. When he had been brought to this realm with his friends, he barely had this many questions pop in his head. Sure, he was confused, mostly thrilled at the idea of never-ending horrors. But he had adapted quickly along with Julie. They asked no questions. Unlike the youngest of the four.

Susie had cried non stop at the reality of their situation. Clinging onto Joey as he comforted her, his own unease at their duty not hidden.

Did you react the same ? You always had the same sensitivity as the colored hair girl. Did you have anyone to cling onto while stuck here? Did the other survivors comfort you?

The idea tightened his chest and he felt as though his throat was constricting. The image of your face was stained in his eyelids, every time he blinked he was cursed to only see terrified expression. He should have been the one to comfort you. He was suppose to protect you. It was something that gave him a sense of purpose when you both met in the orphanage. He never saw you as weak- just kind hearted and easily to manipulate. It was as though you were this light that he didn’t want to diminish.

When you disappeared, Frank felt the overbearing cloud of darkness that followed. He had lost his light and he felt that sense of loss in himself.

The nagging in the back of his mind was constant. Every day as the searches continued. Guilt tried navigating its way through him, attempts to remind him that if you hadn’t agreed to follow his plans of a party, you would have went straight home after work. You would have been in bed the next morning, greeted by your parents. It would have been another day for you.

But you never got that chance. Instead you were thrown into this nightmare. You were being tormented by monsters Frank had no way to fight off for you.

And finally, Frank accepted that the Sheriff made the right call in calling off the search that night.They never would have found you because you were really gone. Finally, Frank allowed all the guilt and despair he tried to avoid swallow him whole as he sinked down to the floor, doing something he hasn't since he was first left at the orphanage.

Finally, he allowed himself to cry.

—

Your body shook when another sob spilled past your lips.

When the darkness dissipated as you came to the campfire, you couldn’t control the way your body surged forward. Nausea pushed you to your knees, hands being stabbed by sharp branches and leaves while you emptied whatever was in your stomach. The gurgling sounds of vomit turning into full on sobs. All the fear and anger rushing out in your tears. You couldn’t hear anything past the throbbing in your ear and the pounding in your head.

Frank was here.

The thought forced another cry. You leaned against a tree to gain purchase. It’s bark digging onto your side.

How was Frank here?

When you were taken into the fog, you had gotten lost in the woods. The memory was vague now after what seemed like an eternity here but you can remember the panic during your search in those woods. You may have fallen and gotten hurt at some point but it was all blurry. The vivid image of a soft orange glow was all you could remember before you were brought into the ColdWind Farm.

Was that what happened to Frank? Did he manage to get lost as well?

But he knew the woods well, he always found his way to the lodge with no problem. How did he get taken?

And why was he one of them? Why did he have the role that was meant to make you suffer for the rest of your life?

All the memories of Frank’s run in with the police refreshed in your memory. The day that he was expelled for punching the referee at his basketball game came into mind. Frank was known for being violent, he always had random fights with kids that had the guts to stand up to him.

But it never extended beyond that. You never guessed that Frank would be able to actually kill someone, he wasn’t like that. Was he?

Yet he didn’t seem like he wanted to hurt you. He had stopped when he saw you, said your name in such desperation that made you wonder what his own train of thoughts were. It was some comfort knowing you no longer were alone but the fear of what Frank really was was hard to shake off. So much doubt began to cloud your judgement.

The question repeated in your mind when you felt the familiar tug from the fog, the dark cloud circling your body as you felt yourself be pulled into another trial. You frowned at the idea of being forced into another game of terror.

Wind of icy cold air brushed against your skin forcing a shiver to run up your spine. Your eyes flinching at the intensity of the brightness that surrounded you. White snow welcoming you once you blinked and took in the new scenery. Ormond Resort standing tall in the middle of the map.

You gasped at the sight, the familiarity hitting you all at once. It looked as run down as it did before, the smashed windows and broken wooden railings being the same. You slowly made your way towards the stairs on the side of the building. The memory of following Frank up the same set of creaky stairs that lead into some of the rooms in the second floor replayed in your mind. He had promised that none of the other members of the legion would be there comforting you with the thought of not being surrounded by the rowdy teenagers. He had shown you graffiti art he painted on one side of a small room, standing proud as you rolled your eyes at him before admiring his work.

You always loved his art. Even if you didn’t agree with his pass time of drawing illegally on buildings, you had to confess he was extremely talented.

The same painting stared back at you once you entered the room. A small smile made its way on your face at its presence, hands immediately placed on the wall. Finger tips tracing the sloppy lines.

Frank carefully watched you when you acted out your curiosity the same way in your memory. A small blush forming on your cheeks at the feeling of his stare but you pushed any hope back. He was simply waiting for a reaction, a compliment on his work. You had quickly smiled hoping he didn’t notice the red in your cheeks, praising his work. Frank eyes lit up the way he would in the orphanage whenever you acknowledged him over small things. When he would make a basketball into the hoop while you were watching, or if he would show you he had actually done his homework on his own; his eyes would light up at your approval and a shy look would cross his face before he would grin with confidence because of course he deserved it.

The memories had your throat clogging up and tears beginning to form. All the doubt you had before slowly disappeared.

Frank was always your best friend. Despite all the trouble he made in Ormond, you never saw him any different. He was simply a trouble kid that was given a shitty childhood like the rest of the orphans. Like you. He just dealt with it different, being closed off and acting out. You never failed to see the good in him, seeing the orphan boy that had cautiously stared at you when you first introduced yourself to him. He was still the Frank that held you when you faced your first rejection at the age of 15 from a couple that decided they wanted a younger child. The same boy that promised late at night he would keep you safe.

You decided it didn’t matter of the fucked up situation that you both was stuck in. It was still Frank. There has to be a reason for his role, he was probably being forced to do this just as you were.

A pang of regret etched itself in you at the thought that you had ran from him earlier. You deeply wished it wasn’t long that you were put in another trial with him. You needed to see him again.

You look around the room once more. You wondered if his other works were still having their mark on the building’s walls. You made quick to make your way out of the room, hopeful to see Frank’s work still bring life into the resort.

For a moment you had forgotten the circumstances in your bubble of nostalgia.

A flash of pain burned into your side. Your body jolting at the sudden pain before you felt a twist that brought the pain to another level, compelling you to let out of scream of surprise. Rough hands pushed you against a railing. The weak piece of wood tilting from your weight as the main room below flooded your field of vision before you pulled yourself away, struggling to not fall. You turned to face your attacker afraid of another strike. You came face to face with the same grinning mask. Your heart leapt as Frank came into mind but the sight of blond hair peaking out from the hood of the denim jacket refreshed your memory of another person from your past.

Julie pulled out the knife, pulling away in surprise at the sight of you.

“Holy shit.” She mumbled before her voice peaked with excitement. “It’s really you.”

You couldn’t believe it. It shouldn’t have been a surprise that Julie was here too. David had mentioned a girl being the new killer. Did that mean the rest of the group were here too?

Susie and Joey were killers too.

You wrapped your head around that conclusion, frowning at Julie as she started to stalk towards you. Her hand was twirling the knife in its possession, finger thumping with energy.

Disregarding the obvious surprise she regarded you with, she had an air of anticipation surrounding her that pushed you to take a few staggering steps back. You known Julie since Frank had met her and they began the small gang. You never had any harsh feelings towards her even though the differences were easy to point out. She was a rebel. Not afraid to follow Frank’s demands and had a confidence to her that you couldn’t deny was inspiring.

You knew she didn’t like you from the beginning. You didn’t blame her. You always made it clear to separate yourself from Frank’s new friends, disregarding his attempts to bring you along. It could easily be seen as you being arrogant. You had no ill intentions in doing so. It wasn’t like you looked at them as bad people. You just couldn’t bring yourself to be rebellious as them. You were adopted into a wonderful couple’s home and the least you wanted to do was bring them trouble.

So you were determined to do good. Keep yourself in line even if it meant slowly watching Frank turn more towards his friends to fulfill his need. You had expected him to leave you behind entirely but it came as a surprise when the boy never left your side.

And it must have been a surprise to the blonde, with the way she would make it known of her dislike when you both would cross paths. And it seemed it was no different now. You had to put your guards up.

The tension was hard to ignore. Blood coated your fingers for you had your hand pressed against the wound , the stabbing pain making it difficult to breathe.

Maybe, just maybe, she will realize the insanity of this. Sure, you both had differences but you knew each other. You came from the same background. You both were taken from your families and futures.

A petty disagreement from the past wouldn’t mean she was willing to treat you like any other survivor, right?

“Poor little Y/N.” Her tone had an edge of contempt to it. Any hope you had thrown out the window. “Of course you ended up a survivor. Even in another world you’re considered too weak.”

Your face flush in shame at her alluding to the obvious power dynamic.

Two gens popped in the distance.

“You know, Frank’s here too.” She continued coming to a full stop once you were fully at the end of the hallway. The tall broken window allowing for a gush of wind to blow against your back. Your feet were halfway over the edge. It wasn’t a too far drop down.

You looked back up at her, hiding any reaction to her mention of the older male.

“I know. I saw him in the trial before this.” You kept your voice steady.

“Hm.” She hummed disappointedly at your lack of emotion. “How did it feel? It must have hurt right, the betrayal of your own ‘best friend’ killing you.”

It was your turn to let out a humorless laugh. “Frank didn’t hurt me.” You began, feeling a small advantage. “He let me escape.” Okay that was a lie but he didn’t stop you either.

He tried.

Julie paused her twirling with the knife tilting her head. Her shoulders tensing as she just watched you. Then she let out a breath, angrily murmuring ‘idiot’ under her breath.

“He let you escape.” It wasn’t a question, more of her reminding herself. “But I won’t.”

Another gen popped close by.

It seemed to wake something in her, a small movement of her hand in the corner of your eye jolted your body into action. She lunged the same moment you moved forward to the pallet that was unnoticed between you two. You slammed it down. Julie yelped in pain when the wood collided with her, the barrier allowing you enough time to jump from the edge and land on the snowy ground. The awkward landing stroke a new pain up your side faltering your steps a second but the sound of Julie’s yell of frustration as she broke the pallet prompted you to start running.

Your eyes frantically searched for any pallets near by, the new map meant you had no idea which structures was best for looping. You caught sight of the shack in the far corner and made a run towards it, figuring it was your best option.

Julie’s heavy breathing and fast footsteps were not far behind. She was gaining on you.

A gen lit up on the other side of the map.

You rounded to the long side of the shack, looking behind you to see her began to sprint at full speed. You picked your pace, grabbing onto the edge of the window and pulling yourself over in a quick motion. Julie followed suite, the quickness of her vault surprising you enough to hesitate. You never seen a killer be able to do that.

That moment of hesitation cost you the ability to increase the distance, barely reaching the pallet before she slashed the knife on your back. Your body succumbing to the pain, your scream filling the map as you fell to the ground.

The last gen went off. The sound of the doors being powered on had no effect on Julie. Her eyes set on you. Her obsession for the trial.

“Look at you” Julie said, no attempt to hide the bitterness in her voice. “You’re just like the rest of them. Weak. "

You looked up at her from your place on the ground. Your blood pooling around you, melting into the snow. You scoffed, her words only irritating you.

“You think you’re any better Julie?” You replied, attempting to sit up on your knees. Coughing, “Just because you have the advantage to be the heartless bitch that you are doesn’t mean anything. You're nothing special, you're just like the rest of those monsters.”

Julie let out a humorless laugh, gripping tightly onto her blade. “You must think Frank’s a monster too right?”

You flinched at the mention of him. The image of Frank carrying the bloody knife before you flashing in your head. She seemed satisfied with the reaction.

“You don’t think he enjoys this?” She grins from behind the mask, the determination fading from your face. Remembering the blood of your teammates that painted Frank’s skin. “He appreciates this as much as I do.

“He may have let you escaped before. Sure. But once he realizes that you’re not like the legion- enough to be a killer, he’ll realize how useless you are to him in this new world. ”

Her words stroked at the doubts that you thought you pushed away.

A deep sound rumbled as the ground began to shake. Your teammates opened the gates.

Julie brought her arm back before swinging at you. The blade grazing the top of your head when you ducked, she recovered quickly bringing the knife down in one swift movement. You didn’t have time to dodge, your arm covering your face as an instinct.

The pain of the knife impaling into your arm gave you the adrenaline to push her away, letting out a shout of pain as the knife was pulled with her. You scrambled to your feet to try to run away but was too late, her grip on your leg causing you to tumble to the cold floor once again.

A painful scream erupted from your throat, her knife lodging its way into your achilles tendon as you felt yourself be pulled back. She flipped you on your back, tilting her head as she watched your weak attempt to pull your body back up despite all the injuries.

The knife was brought down into your chest. The soaring pain knocking you back, lungs constricted as you struggled to breath, choking on the blood that began to spill from your mouth. Your body felt hot and cold at the same time. Black spots clouded your vision.

You couldn’t do anything but watch as Julie bend down, hand slowly turning the knife.

“it won’t be long before he starts killing you too.”

Her words sounded far away but still dawned on you the same. You allowed yourself to drift away.

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