#and angsty

[the-words-we-sung]

How can I trust anyone?

[onejellyfishplease]

This was based off of my ramblings in this post, id recommend reading it for context

but Voila! my Far Far Future au! This takes place way after the events of the movie and show (i dont want to give an exact number but its been a while)

[wolf-feathers12]

I LOVE YOU MORTARION

[thatfoxnamedfinley]

I think about Captain Flint daily. This man SPECIFICALLY haunts my waking thoughts

[animebookworm16]

If Airplane-Shooting-Towards-the-Sky had written MDZS and TGCF they would have been about Jin Guangyao and Jun Wu respectively, with titles like "To Obtain a Golden Peony" and "A Kingdom's Fall is Heaven's Remorse"

[yanak324]

changing of the seasons fandom: The Pitt (TV show) pairing: Jack Abbot/Samira Mohan chapter 1/4: the frost pinched with a kind of merry cruelty rating: e | ao3

“Have you ever tried any of the meditation apps?” “Huh?” “To sleep. Used to be a bitch to wind down and now I put that sucker on and it knocks me out.” And that’s the other thing about Jack Abbot. He sees right through her bullshit.

Or Samira can't sleep. Jack offers a solution. It opens the door to something else entirely.

Read on ao3

[pa-pa-patato]

Foreshadowing?

It’d be really funny if it was lol

[sapphic-terror]

See what if I just -

Erik has always had a complicated relationship with God, and Charles.

[midnight-mourning]

DCA Promptober Day 4: Bells

Content warning: a little spooky/paranoia based, small mentions of injury

Realized I could make the jack o'lantern emoji my dividers so now I have to standardize it across all the promptobers >_< anywho, enjoy!

Word count: 912

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Quiet. It's near silent in the closet. Save for the sound of your own breathing which you're desperately trying to muffle with your hand. 

You need to stay calm, you need to focus. Panic will do you nothing in this situation.

Your arm stings from the slash you'd recieved earlier from Monty. Had you known the animatronics were going to go batshit, you probably wouldn't have come in tonight. Or ever again, really. 

There's no way to secure the door, not without making excessive noise and you can't afford that. You just have to hope, to pray to whatever god is listening that your silence and the closed door is enough to save you. With your walkie smashed and seemingly only staff bots around for security, you have no means of getting out of here soon.

You don't even know what time it is, not that it matters at this point. You're nowhere close to morning, and even then you don't know if that'd make any difference. 

Well, it would for one animatronic. 

You can't even remember how it happened. You'd come in to spend the evening with Sun to plan out arts and crafts for the next day. He'd been acting weird these past few weeks, very insistent on no naptime, and because of how upset the topic made him, you relented despite the tired kids you were dealing with.

So, you thought it would be a good idea to try and spend some one on one time together, maybe see if you couldn't get it out of him what was bothering him so bad. When you arrived, he was incredibly, off. Happy to see you yes, but wanted you out of there immediately. You had foolishly refused, wanting to get to the bottom of things like the curious cat that you are.

You'd taken his skittish, almost aggravated, tone for him not wanting to talk about the problem. You now realize it had been fear, instead. 

"Sunny, this is ridiculous!" You say, arms crossed at the sign on the big doors in front of you. Which had been put up after he pushed you out of the Daycare moments before. 

You can hear him loud and clear over the wall, "Sorry, Sunbeam! Rules are rules!"

"You made the rules! You're actively making them right now!"

No response. Just the quiet sound of bells as-you're assuming-he fidgets on the other side. You sigh.

You put your head to the wood, voice a little softer, "I just wish you would tell me what's going on."

"There's nothing going on, friend! Everything's fine, fine, fine! Really you should just go home, and not worry about aaanything at all!" His laugh is awkward, "Really. I mean it."

Deflecting. He's always deflecting. It, hurts. To say the least.

"You know you can trust me, yeah?" You ask.

More jingling. But that's not really an answer.

"I'm serious, Sun. I just want to help."

You're about to give up and call it a night when you feel the door opening, you step back in time for it to open just a tad. 

Sun's rays peek through slightly, along with one of his optics "You want to help? Help me?"

"Of course I do," You smile, "I'd do anything for you, bud."

The door opens a little further, he's still hesistant, however, "I-I, Sunshine I don't know if this is, is something you can help with-"

"I can try," You interject, putting your hand over his which still remains on the door, "I can promise you that much."

Sun's rays spin and then he nods, "Okay, I, I suppose you can come in for a few minutes-"

It's then that the power suddenly cuts inside and out of the daycare, the emergency lights very rapidly becoming your only way to see.

"What's going on-Sun?"

He jumps back from you, looking around wildly before gripping his faceplate, "No, no, no! Not good, not good!" 

You reach a hand out, wanting to comfort the poor bot, "Sun-"

He stops his moments long enough to look you in the eyes, and while his face is stuck in that giant grin, you can sense the sterness, the fear, in the singular word he utters. 

"Run."

A few reckless and terror-driven decisions later, you wound up hear. You're best guess is that your stuck here for awhile, but semi-safe for time being-

A soft sound down the hall sends your heart to your throat. In any other context, you'd associate it with joy, laughter, days of fun, and even hummed bedtime melodies. 

Bells. 

With each twinkling noise they get ever closer to your position, and you shrink more and more into yourself. 

Clink. Clink.

For some reason, some of your happiest memories start playing before your eyes. 

Clink. 

Clink.

You think of Sun, with his goofy demeanor and sweet words that always make you laugh, make you smile. Make you feel so warm.

Clink.

You think of Moon and his bedtime stories, his calming presence, his cheeky laughter that would make your thoughts just a little fuzzy.

Clink. 

Right outside the door now. One loud bell jingling as the animatronic surely debates on whether to open the door. 

Clink-clink-clink-clink-clink. One way.

Clink-clink-clink-clink-clink. The other.

You're suddenly gripped by the realization that you still have that flashlight you found earlier on you. Your shaking fingers grip for it.

The door starts to open.

You turn on the light.

And brace for the worst.

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Man everybody's got such fun and cute stuff for promptober and I'm out here making this (by choice mind you) shoutout to everyone browsing the tag and getting whiplash from my posts, ur a real one for that

You can find my other promptober posts here if you so choose

Thanks for reading!

[peppermint-whiskers]

Quick warning to the peeps! Next update for act 1 is on Monday, and it gets heavier from here on out. This is your official final warning that if you're not ready or if this isn't your cup of tea, feel free to jump ship. I promise it won't hurt my feelings! Take care of yourselves first and foremost 💖💖

Love ya!!

[anrimii]

Hi! So, I've seen you like Sannah, and since I'm tired of them being so underrated, can u do any hcs or tell us anything that you love to think about them?? It can be platonic or romantic idc, tysm 💓

OMG OMG !!!!! Thank you so so much for the ask :’) truly means the world <333

Sannah is everything to me …… tell me why this fandom sleeps on the perfect setup for a wholesome best friends to lovers story linnnneeeee 😩😩😩😩😩 MADDENING I TELL YOU

That being said, here are some self-indulgent platonic headcannons about the early stages of their friendship….

They met in middle school early on, probably in 6th grade.

Hannah and Beth were popular in school, in the sense that everyone knew who they were (due to their parent's notoriety/fame), but they tended to keep to themselves

Sam was a quiet kid who didn't really have friends to speak of outside of the hallway acquaintances here and there

They met at lunch period towards the beginning of the school year when they were assigned tables

Sam was wearing a Justice esc. T-shirt with a sparkly horse graphic and Hannah couldn't help but instantly NEED to gush over the design.

Yes they were all 3 horse girls

They also bonded over not being fans of the school lunch, Sam in the early stages of her decision to become vegan started being unable to stomach the thought of meat and Hannah simply hated the slop-like appearance of the sloppy joes being served that day.

Beth may or may not have called them picky and offered to eat their leftovers

From then on Sam was invited over to the Washington’s nearly every other weekend

Also introducing Sam to Josh and Chris as their sleepovers tended to overlap

Sam got to go horseback riding for the first time when Hannah found out she had never gotten to and offered to take her to their family's rented stable one day

There is a photo of the day in question with Sam riding the sisters' shared horse and Hannah holding the lead, both with the biggest smiles on their faces, hung up on the Washington’s fridge

[mintens712]

i fear i need to yap more in my fics because i want this to be at least 3k words idk

[ughgoaway]

if my new fic coming out tonight (!!!) was represented in a text post it would be this

[incorrect-fnaf-quotes]

Hollow Knight OC's... who wants to hear about 'em?

[whumpasaurus101]

Sidekick Whumpee x Hero Whumper pt 10

okay lets ignore the fact that i havent updated this story for...LIKE A YEAR??? oh my days- ANYWHO GYUHJHKDJHD I'm back with my mojo LETS DO THIS WOOO

Cw: Blaming self / Guilt / past character death reference / its more ouchy hurt than pain HUIJDGHKDHJ

Previous / Masterlist

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Once Medic had convinced Villain to lie down for a few minutes, they made their way back into the room before freezing. Sidekick was curled into a ball, hugging their knees close to their chest as they rocked back and forward. Medic cursed under their breath, rushing to kneel by Sidekick’s side, “Heyhey Sidekick, look at me.” 

Sidekick sobbed out, shaking their head quickly, “‘s a-all my fault! Why the hell did you come after me!?!?!!?” They roared, “I was fine, I was able to put up with the pain-” They couldn't help the sobs that ripped from their throat, “And now someone died because of me!!!”

Medic looked at them, their eyebrows furrowed as they let out a sigh, “Oh Sidekick…” They gently pulled Sidekick close to them, “It's alright kid, I’ve got you, alright? Nothing is going to happen to you or us.” 

Sidekick sobbed, their fingers tangled in Medic’s shirt- their knuckles white. 

Medic softly shushed them, their hand running through the other’s hair, “Let’s get you to bed, just so your stitches don't get ruined or anything from being down here, okay? I’ll make us some food soon.” They gently brushed back a curl that was covering Sidekick’s eye, “You look exhausted.”

Sidekick gulped and nodded, sniffling as they wiped their face with their arm. 

Medic brought Sidekick to the guest room, they gave them a soft oversized hoodie -which Sidekick was very grateful for- before Sidekick relaxed into the bed. Just as Medic went to leave, they felt a gentle tug at their wrist. When they turned around, they saw Sidekick, looking up through their long eyelashes;

“Can.. can you stay with me until I fall asleep?”

Medic’s face softened and they nodded, “Of course, hun. They gently sat over the duvet, right beside Sidekick who’s eyes fluttered closed. Medic’s fingers carded through Sidekick’s hair, gently scratching their scalp. They felt the other relax under their touch, a smile on their face before they took out their phone. They texted Teammate, telling them the situation and asking for them to sort out the body. 

Once the message was sent, they let out a shaky breath before searching up to see if there were any nice hotels nearby.

Villain lay on their bed, heart aching. Their eyes were more or less glazed over, staring at the ceiling. They closed their eyes shut tight before opening them again. This is not what Henchman would like, Henchman told them to take care of Sidekick and that's what they had to do.

Just as they sat up, Meic entered the room; they both chuckled. “Hey,” Medic smiled. 

Villain shakily smiled back, “Hey.”

“So uhm, I figured it might be a nice change of scenery if we stayed a night or two at a hotel. Just the three of us.”

Villain’s eyes widened, “I-you- I mean, s-sure! But only if you let me pay.”

“Oh you're hilarious, cmonnnnn, let me treat you!!!” 

Villain chuckled, “Damn you, you know I can’t resist your puppy dog eyes.”

Medic giggled, smiling proudly, “Cmon, pack your stuff!!! I’ll get mine and Sidekick’s things in a bag.”

Villain nodded and Medic turned to leave.

“H-hey, Medic?”

Medic hummed, turning around to meet eyes with Villain who smiled, chewing on the inside of their own cheek before speaking, “Thank you, for…for everything.”

Medic smiled, walking over and hugging the villain, “Of course, it's the least I could do.” 

Villain shook their head, “It- it's not…it’s… well, it's more than anyone except for Henchman has done for me.”

Medic smiled a teary smile, cupping Villain’s cheek and pressing a gentle kiss to their forehead, “You deserve to be looked after, Villain. You get no credit for looking after this city, someone needs to look after you…”

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