#I like to think that Brian is being shy here

[rocketqueen48]

Even Izzy, Slash and Axl Rose, when I call you put 'em all on hold…

[jadeddangel]

Creepypast & Marble Hornets headcannons:

Jeff the Killer:

100% sneaks into your house/ room just to wake you up randomly to spook you

If he ever took you on a date it would 100% be to the cheapest cinema in town cause my man's is broke

Your the breadwinner, you can make $2 a month and still be the breadwinner

He buys axe body spray and sags his jeans like a middle school boy and you can't convince me otherwise

Opened a nesquick Powdered milk tub with a table saw cause he couldn't get him open

Doesn't know how to undo child proof locks on meds no matter how many times you explain it to him

"No Jeff your not listening. Press down and then turn it," your voice scolded

"I'm trying! Damn you woman!!" Jeff yelled back

Yea, he never opened the jar right

Masky:

It started with you and Tim dating and then when you met masky you trying getting to know him

He ignores you at first, more focused on doing his job then dealing with his other half's lover

He's smart, he'll pick locks open jars and complete puzzles in no time flat

He doesn't make money but Tim does so indirectly he's the breadwinner

He'll start hanging out with you after getting tired of sleeping on the downstairs couch

He's not nice, like at all, he's very blunt and when it comes to any type of criticism, constructive or not, he's pointing out every miniscule flaw

Don't bother lying to him, he can see right through it and it pisses him off

It doesn't matter your gender or your sex. He's turning around when you change any form of your clothes. He's big on privacy

"Masky? C'mon masky, it's just a sweater you don't have to turn. I'm wearing a shirt underneath, " you sighed, pulling your sweater off

Masky shook his head. "I don't care sometimes you don't wear a shirt under them, and i don't wanna see your nipples," masky spoke bluntly

Yeaaaa, if you can't tell your sex life is totally (not) amazing with man

Tim:

As I said before Tim has a job, he Linda needs it to pay for his smoking habits

Speaking of smoking, he hates when you do any kind of drugs, he doesn't want you to end up like he did

He's surprising clingy behind closed doors and really likes being your little spoon

He constantly takes showers and cleans your shared home, even if no one except for you, him and masky will see it.

He has this bad habit of just buying whatever he craves, so when he goes to the store, expect the bill to be rather high

As I said before he's clingy behind closed doors but when it comes to pda the most he'll do is lock your pinkies together

"Tim, pleaseeeee I just wanna hold your hand! Just five minutes, and if you don't like it, you don't have to keep holding my hand. " You tried to bargain

Tim sighed "fine fine but you're giving me your box of cigarettes. Don't think I didn't smell them on you"

He has a sharp nose, so there's no point in trying to hide things from him

Hoodie:

Hoodie was beyond confused when he first met you, he had a whole "who what when where why?" Moment

You and brain both pay for everything so there's not really a breadwinner

Hoodie is rather quiet, it's not because he's awkward or shy, he just has nothing to say

Hoodie Hates coffee, he's more of a tea or energy drink guy

I hate to say this(no I dont), but he's a stoner, he hates all vape or smoking products except for weed

He usually sticks to weed vapes since it's less work and he can be a bit lazy when it comes to that

I mean his hygiene is ok he doesn't really shave or trim any thing but his beard but yknow he do him

Speaking of , he leaves his beard shavings all over the sink and leaves the toilet seat up

"HOODIE! GET YOUR BUTT IN HERE NOW" You shouted to get the man's attention

Hoodie walked in. "What?" He said monotonely

You pointed at the sink and then the toilet "pick up your fucking mess!!"

Hoodie shook his head "Nah I'm good. Thanks for the offer, though. "

You would probably try and beat him up if he couldn't just wollop our ass

Brian:

He's such a sweet boy,it like he's made out of cotton candy

He's mostly did cleaning and cooking on top of his job but after switching back from hoodie, he's out of commission for like a week

He picks up after himself, and does his own laundry and there's never beard trimmings in the sink

He occasionally forgets to put the toilet seat down but it's rather rare

He's not too clingy but he does cuddle up sometimes

HES A FUCKING FURNACE WHEN HE SLEEPS

"Brian pleaseee get off!! It's the middle of summer! It's too hot to be cuddling" you huffed sleepily

"Shhh just let me hold you.." Brian muttered

Ticci Toby:

Your the breadwinner. Period

You think this man has a job? Hah funny

He hates when he tics especially when you are trying to have intimate moments together

You guys have to be silly during sex especially when he has a verbal tic and just yells bird

"Fuck toby right there~" you moaned out holding onto his shoulders tightly

"I'm so c-*whistles* shit sorry~" toby moaned out a bit embarrassed

"Toby it's ok it's normal~.." you muttered a bit trying to keep your voice even

Toby nodded "fuck I lov-Birds!" Toby shouted

You both looked at eachother before bursting out laughing just holding eachother close

Overall aside from Toby's horrible moodswings at times and his "work" you guys have a pretty helpful relationship

Slenderman:

No, Just no

This man is toxic asf when you guys first meet, definitely a manipulator

He tones it down after a bit but still gaslights you into getting what he wants

When he gets angry, please down run from him- he will track you down and may or may not resort to physical violence to get you to learn your lesson

If you ask about the missing children he WILL gaslight you into thinking that's he's told you before and it hurts that you forgot and won't tell you again

Sex? What sex? You think he would let you even get close enought to see that shit happen hah very funny

"Slenderman? Cmon I'm sorry you know I didn't mean to hurt you.." you muttered softly

"No. I already told you, and you forgot.. it is insensitive of you and unwise of me to tell you again, " he responded through your mind. And though he doesn't have eyes, you could only assume he was glaring

He's not healthy for you, but you've got yourself into this for life and there's only 1 way to get out

Eyeless jack:

Just like Jeff he'll sneak into your room

You literally can't get rid of him

He won't talk or anything, just stand and stares

He doesn't cuddle and he barely touches you

He definitely tried to offer you a kidney as a way of telling you he appreciates you

No hygiene whatsoever, he doesn't shave and it takes a month before you even get him to shower

He mostly just grumbles and groans to let you know he understands what your saying

He's really smart, puzzles, locks ,and riddles are no match for him

He's blunt, when he does talk it's rare, bit it's honest and unfiltered

You guys barely have sex and honestly you've probably never seen his face

"Jack, please!! I just wanna see your face, " you whined, laying yourself over his lap

"I said no, and if you keep asking, I'll eat you. Literally, " Jack retorted

Yeaaaa he meant it literally and you could tell

[butterscotchpiesandguys]

Acting The Part

I was a film student, that means I had to play a lot of roles. Mostly, however, I remained the one behind the cameras. Why? Well it was simply because I was pretty humble... in my own words, others would call me shy and reserved.

I had a project coming up, a final film for the semester. Had to be within the genre we were working for an unfortunately for me that was romance. I was not good with romance, obviously of course. I was shy. So... that was why I partnered up with a few buddies, Chris, Tony, Danielle, and Skylar. It was an optional group project due to how big it was. Unfortunately one guy who was left out was Brian. A total douche, called himself a sigma and everything. Totally full of himself.

Saw himself being the star too, always was in the movies... although with his ripped abs, jawline, and general physique... it was obvious why he thought he would be in the group... so we started scripting. It went well at first, that was until Brian started butting in. Asked if his girlfriend could be the love interest. This was supposed to be a group project and so we said no, Danielle would be covering that part. He whined about it until Skylar came up to me to ask something. "Do we need Brian here?" He asked softly, so he didn't actually hear. He was off arguing with Tony again, Go figure.

"Well... I did have an idea..." I admitted. Of course this idea was also a bit rude. We would simply do the script without him. Meetup some times, make excuses. It worked for a while until he started to get suspicious. He was stupid but he wasn't that stupid.

About a week into scripting, everything was coming out well. We almost had it done and we even had a role for Brian! Now we weren't going to tell him until the day of, and seeing how he needed this for a good grade... he'd have to go along with it. Well that was what I thought until he stopped me on the way to a class. "Hey [Y/N], how's it hangin." He put his hand beside my head as I leaned against the wall. He asked a simple question, quite friendly too... if it wasn't for his threatening tone. "Been a while, started to think my film partner died. That would have been bad." He chuckled and let up a bit. "Why don't we talk about the script for a bit. "I uh..." I tried to speak up but he put his hand on my back as he walked me away from the class I had next.

"You say somethin? No? Okay well good, we're goin someplace nice and comfortable." He started to walk me out of the building and through the campus. Some people stared at us, I mean a star football player and some film student would draw some eyes. Eventually we got to the bleachers of the football stadium. It was super empty and due to Brian having a part time job cleaning the place he had keys.

We sat down on some metal bleachers near the announcer's box and he had me get out my laptop. "So, run me through the script. Last I heard I was going to be the star?" He smirked a bit. This would be hard to break.

"Well uh... I'll just uh... we made some changes but everything's still very flexible!" I tried to assure him. I started at where it would begin, a nerd getting bullied. The bully was played by... Brian. he wasn't too happy but was willing to hear me out. Then I went through the story slower, more cautiously to not offend the giant oaf. Stuff about the nerds banding together... having a fun time and ultimately the nerd getting the nerdy chick. Danielle was supposed to play the nerdy girl, Skylar wanted to be the main character. I would be the camera man and director. Brian looked annoyed. "So... this sucks."

"Wait what? What about it sucks? Is it just because you're not the main star? You know what'd be weird." I tried to fight back. It was partially my script.

"Lemme guess, your buddy Skylar wrote a lot of it." I looked down and did have to agree... so I nodded, Skylar was a great writer though! "Look man, I know you don't like being in front of the camera and stuff but this might be your last little movie, why not have fun with it? How is this fair to you at all?" Wait was Brian sticking up for me?

"I uh... I guess it's not... But I don't really like being the star." I looked at the bigger guy who was now being oddly nice.

He sighed. "Yeah, and I'm not sayin you have to be. I mean you gave me a pretty raw deal." Brian looked oddly sad.

I was always the one to make peace... god damn it... would I really do this? I had to... "Well uh... what would you propose to change that stuff?" I asked, nervous to what he would propose.

"Well, here's my idea. We swap some roles around. Make it better for all of us. Skylar can run the camera this time, he always gets to be in front of it." I nodded, Skylar could be a competent camera man... "Glad you agree, then I can take his role as a nerd and you can be the rival... hell maybe you can get your own babe out of it."

"Wait, what?" I looked at the big guy confused. Him? The nerd? No way. And me as the rival? How the hell would I do that? "I don't think that'll work. I mean we should cast for what we're good at and..."

Brian cut me off, "Yeah and I'm pretty nice, right?" I looked at him, he was looking me right in the eyes. I nodded, not wanting to be rude. "Exactly! So I should be given the chance to play a fun nice guy!" His smile was reassuring but I still had issues.

"Yeah but I really don't think people will buy me as a douchebag..." I sighed and scratched my head. It was true. I was smaller, weaker, and dorky as hell.

"Well, sure, right now you don't but trust me! I got some ideas that can help you! But it's what someone would call... method acting. Probably heard of it."

"That sounds like a dumb idea, I'll be honest. I mean... that'll just get me bullied.... more than usual at least." I sighed, feeling like this was going nowhere.

"Nah, trust me bro. I mean if you stick with me I'll vouch."

"But I barely have any classes with you aside from film related ones." I looked a bit confused. How would that work.

"Well here's the deal. I can talk to my professors, tell them you wanna do some stuff and I'm sure with a little flexing of my status... we can get you in for the few more weeks or months we have left of class this semester. It's not gonna be much, mister straight As." He was going to do that for me?

"I guess... I could see how this goes... I could use a break before my other finals..." I chuckled a bit nervously, which made him pat my back, almost flinging me out of my seat.

"There we go! Here's my phone number and..." He grabbed my phone and put his number and contacts in, "We should be good to go, send me a link to the script btw! Gotta work on that thing!

That night I sent him the link, and felt oddly nervous about this. I mean... it was like starting a whole new life! I hadn't been in front of the cameras in a while so that would be nerve racking too! Brian's advice was to "Not think about it." Seemed he could go his whole life without thinking about much.

The next day we spent working out, and working on attitude. His girlfriend Tori came over during some of it and Brian said it would be a great time to practice confidence. I didn't nail it. He had a good laugh though and she took it in stride. Overall a good Saturday.

The day after that we worked on some more muscle, while also just hanging out again... this time some of his douchey friends came over. He was saying this was both confidence and some experience training. Like being in job training. Eventually I somewhat grew accustomed to them. They all were charismatic and handsome too. I felt oddly at home near some of them, hell I even threw some insults back at them when they came my way. I wasn't great at it yet.

Day three of this shit and I was now walking around with Brian and his little group. Seemed most of them had the same classes. I got stopped in the hall though by a classmate. He tried to direct me to class but... as per a whispered instruction... I mocked him and his shit haircut. After classes we worked out, seemed like this was something I had to do... Brian and Tanner, one of Brian's friends who was more in on it, said this was to make me not sound like a dork when referencing sports and shit. Good reason...

My the next week I was already feeling the burn. Skylar and the others were a bit pissed at me for blowing off our group meetings for hangouts with Brian and his crew. I told him I was method acting and he should get off my case. Well he didn't take it too well. "Well maybe you should stop being in our fucking shit if you like Brian that much!" That was a bad insult.

I yelled back. "Well, maybe if you didn't try to hog the limelight all the time I wouldn't be doing this shit!" It kind of just came out of me. For some reason... Skylar looked a bit... weaker and smaller than me. "Besides, not like you could even carry a movie with that fuckin acne." I may have went too far, he looked pissed and I felt awful. He stormed off leaving me alone...

I had a party that night, at the frat. Brian noticed me looking down the entire time. Came to comfort me. "Bro, trust me. He deserved it. I mean he's always been pushing you back and the moment you try and get out there and have fun he tries to put you back down? Not cool, you know that."

"Yeah but... I don't wanna fuck shit up with my friends and all that." I said with a red solocup in my hand.

"Well... maybe you're better off without them. I mean the only one I see potential in is maybe Danielle." I nodded.

"Yeah, Tony is a nobody, Skylar is a pussy... And I was both. Still feel bad for Danielle." I had a crush on her before.

"Well don't go around pussyfooting. I'm sure we can change the script and as her to method act too! I mean how much fun has it been for you, Oliver."

"Oliver?" I laughed and looked at Brian, "Why'd you call me that?"

"Oh! Well I had an idea. Just a small one. I mean why not go by your character's name? You are supposed to be method acting!"

"Yeah... Oliver... that... works well." I smiled. I mean I did look like an Oliver now... or at least the character! I didn't know how but in retrospect god my body was wimpy. Now I looked fire as hell!

The next few days would be painfully awkward. Skylar would try and salvage the script, much to the annoyance of Brian and I. There were two sides clashing and I knew which one sounded better, Skylar was just doing this for himself. Eventually Brian and I started a secret document, included Danielle in there too. Got them over Discord on a call to talk about the newer idea. By now we had enough of the nice guy act. Brian thought it was way too soft... he pitched the new idea. "Why don't we, instead of doing whatever that little soy boy wants, do our own thing. Like... Why don't we do something where the bullies got some character."

Danielle was hesitant. "Well what about the others? And what would my role be?"

I had an answer already. "Well we need a camera man and Tony, by far, is the best of Skylar and him. I mean I could do it but I've worked pretty hard."

"[Y/N]..." Danielle sighed, She was getting tired of this.

"Dani, it's Oliver or Ollie. I'm taking it pretty serious as you can see." I smiled. into the webcam which I never used before... hell my whole profile changed. Near daily pics of me were my banner and icon instead of some anime boy.

Brian nodded a bit. "So, we want you in this film too Dani, you're a great actress but we want you to practice your new role. You'll be Ollie's bitchy GF, like a mean girl kinda thing."

"But that isn't...." She got cut off by me again.

"Look, Dani... I know it ain't your style but this isn't mine either. To be a star you have to make sacrifices, and playing the part is the thing. I already asked and Tori can help you get into role. And hey, we can hang more if you do... I mean if you want my place is pretty open." It was an invite to fuck. By now I was still a virgin, even if Brian tried to change that many times.

"Okay..." She finally agreed. Thank god this was getting annoying.

Eventually we got our crew together. Some guys from the soccer team for scrawnier nerds, some guys from Brian's crew to be our friends and... Danielle was coming along fine. My type had shifted a bit, especially now that I could have options... they were molding her real nicely.

Skylar soon got wind of our plan but by now it was too late to stop. I was getting ready for the first day of filming. I had my body in peak performance, all done up by one of Tori's friends. And he came over to yell at me. Not congratulate me. By this point I just had Alex, one of Brian and I's friends walk him off the little set we staged. Students would be happy to actually get in this film. I mean we were big stars around campus and we knew it.

People loved how I changed. I became a star. I mean... with my now blonde hair, scuffy facial hair, ripped abs, giant body... who wouldn't. Brian helped me realize something. I was made to be in front of the cameras. I was made to be a star. Danielle would realize that in time too.

As for the filming... it went spectacular. We all got great grades, hell... we started helping Tony out with getting better himself! I mean... we'd need it if we wanted to make more of these. It was a fun parody film... even if it was meant to be serious. The audience didn't get it but whateves. Wasn't my problem. I just didn't have to think too hard about it.

Within months I asked out Danielle, she said yes... of course. We became a new power couple. I urged her to join a sports team like I was doing. I started football like Brian. We did well as a team... also started power lifting and by god I was great! Danielle did gymnastics and by god was she flexible. Eventually I had my name changed. I was welcomed into Brian's family pretty easily too... so I adopted his last name. We were the Greene brothers.... started small with acting and sports but soon, through some modeling and commercials... we started getting big.

As for Skylar... who knows what became of that no name wannabe. He didn't take his shot. Maybe if he was more eager he could have ended up as a male model like Tony. Eh, not my problem. I just played my part and helped everyone around me. That's what being a star is for... you play your part and you like it... And I love it.

[the-s1lly-corner]

The Creepypasta Masterlist, Volume 2

I don't think this needs any introductions, but welcome to volume 2 of the creepypasta masterlist! here you will find even more links to more of my writing! as usual if theres anything wrong with any of the links please let me know! As of 3/22/24 this list is complete!

MULTI CHARACTERS:

Hugging Slender, Splendor, EJ, LJ, Masky/Tim, Hoodie/Brian, Toby, Puppeteer, Jeff, and Ben

Jeff, Slender, EJ, Toby w/ an albino!reader

Tim, Masky, Brian, and Hoodie developing a crush on the reader

LJ, EJ, and Slender w/ a reader who looks like Clyde (Pastra)

Kissing hcs for Slender, Splendor, EJ, LJ, Tim/Masky, Brian/Hoodie and Puppeteer

Proxies, Ben, and EJ x reader w/ Albinism

LJ, Jeff, and Ben w/ a reader who has a perma smile

LJ, EJ, and Slender x reader who bottles up emotions

Reader meets LJ, Slender, and Ben

Slender, Splendor, EJ, LJ, Tim/Masky, Brian/Hoodie, Toby, Jeff, Ben, and Puppeteer comforting the reader

LJ, EJ, Hoodie x reader who misses them and steals their clothes

EJ, Slender and Jeff as dads/dad figures

Slender, Splendor, EJ, LJ, Tim/Masky, Brian/Hoodie, Toby, Jeff, Ben, Puppeteer on valentines w/ the reader

Slender, Splendor, and EJ visiting an old playground w/ the reader

Masky, Hoodie, and EJ when the reader wants their masks

Flirting w/ Masky and Hoodie

Slenderman, Splendorman, Masky, and Puppeteer x reader who steals their clothing

Slenderman, Masky, and Hoodie x quiet but sweet!preteen!reader (platonic)

Splendorman, Puppeteer, and Hoodie w/ a reader who got stood up on Valentine's day

Tim, Masky, and EJ x mother hen!hypocrite!reader

The proxies x reader who has a ballerina fighting style

SLENDERMAN:

Reader who hugs and kisses his tentacles

Celebrating christmas

Flirting w/ Slenderman

Getting into an argument w/ Slenderman

SPLENDORMAN:

Splendorman x gloomy!reader

Flirting w/ Splendorman

Arguments w/ Splendorman

Splendorman x quiet!shy!reader

EYELESS JACK:

EJ x stoic!reader whos only nice to him

Flirting w/ EJ

Aftermath of EJ accidentally hurting the reader

EJ x demon!reader who feeds off of emotion

Hunted (EJ x reader being tracked down by the cult)

EJ x reader who gets cuteness aggression

EJ interacting with his past self

EJs thoughts on the readers looks

Prince!EJ x Maiden!reader

More general EJ hcs

EJ x girly!childish!cheerful!reader

Reader telling him they love him

Eyeless Jack x gloomy!reader

Shut In (one shot fic)

EJ x reader who is stuck in a timeloop

Valentine's w/ EJ

EJ celebrating the readers birthday

Prompts 2 and 14 w/ EJ

Prompts 15 and 6 w/ EJ

EJ x immortal reader

Prompt 41 with EJ

LAUGHING JACK:

Haunted House attraction

Lj x reader who has BPD and has him as her FP

Flirting w/ LJ

LJ x possessive!reader

Cuddling w/ LJ

LJ comforting the reader + gift giving hcs

LJ x cheerful!girly!reader

LJ x Baker!reader

Arguing w/ Laughing Jack

Holding hands

Resting his head on your lap

SFW taking a bath with LJ

TIM/MASKY:

Dancing with LJ

LJ x pierrot!reader

Masky laying his head on your lap

Reader undressing Masky to tend to a wound

Reader doing Masky's nails

BRIAN/HOODIE:

Hoodie doing the readers makeup

Getting him snacks

PUPPETEER:

General Puppeteer hcs

Flirting w/ Puppeteer

OTHER:

Platonic Toby x reader w/ chronic pain

Platonic Jeff friendship hcs

Platonic Ben x seraphim!reader

Platonic Ben x computer ghost!reader

Arguments w/ Jeff the Killer (platonic)

Jeff the Killer cutting the readers hair (platonic)

Eyeless Jack and Laughing Jack dynamic

General dynamics and relationships

Platonic jeff x kid!reader

Platonic H I J with Toby

R T Y with toby but its the platonic alphabet

W T P with Jeff but it's the platonic alphabet

[marivoid]

"So this is the clocktower?" Martyn tipped his head back to see the colossal building. To see such architecture not in complete ruin was... Interesting, to say the least. Martyn also didn't see many buildings made of shiny, unoxidized copper and pristine gold. But it is the Crashlands.

His head turned to Brian. "Think you can fly as high as that building? Or would your wings give out?"

An unamused caw and a quick ruffle of metal feathers.

"So no?"

A much louder caw.

"I'm teasing, I'm teasing!" Martyn threw his hand up despite his laughter. Even if it didn't do much to stop Brian's brigade of pecks. "I'll stop, I'll stop! You're a very talented crow- HEY- THAT'S MY EAR-"

Martyn got so distracted with the crow that he didn't notice the doors opening. Or the people walking out of the building. Straight towards him. In fact, Martyn didn't realize until two different hands rested on his shoulder and pushed him inside.

"Gents- Gents, hey!" Martyn didn't get a response. "Me and my little crow buddy here were just bickering! Nothing to g-get too worked over about! Heh... Heh..."

Nothing would make them budge. Instead Martyn was shoved towards an actual functioning elevator. An elevator that had electricity! Martyn managed to take a spare glance around the building's lobby and was stunned. This much electricity on this scale... What in the world were these people using as its fuel source?

Unfortunately, Martyn didn't get a chance to ask. Not while he and Brian were shoved straight into the elevator and practically boxed in on both sides.

"Jeez, you would think I killed somebody!" His voice was a lot quieter than he meant it to be. But the meek caw he got from Brian confirmed the mutual feeling. Martyn's eyes locked on the small screen above the door.

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"So... Gents!" Martyn attempted again. "Tell me! What's a fella like me doing in a place like this? I've never been to this part of the Crashlands-" He knew he was sounding panicked now with how fast he was speaking, "-but me and Brian here mean no harm! Just admiring the building!"

"Quiet, Craft. No more nonsense from you." One of the guards replied.

"Craft? Wait, wait my name isn't-" A ding cut Martyn off.

40.

They were on the top floor. Not a good thing in a situation like this.

Martyn's body was nearly tossed from the elevator with how hard he was pushed. He thankfully caught himself with his hands. "Fellas- You got the wrong guy! I'm being accused!" Martyn brushed his hands against his knees as he attempted to stand up. But his legs were frozen in place. "Oh come on!"

"CRAFT! I TOLD YOU TO NEVER STEP FOOT HERE AGAIN!" A loud, demanding voice chipped from behind him. "AND YET HERE YOU ARE, GETTING NEAR MY TERRITORY!"

Martyn looked over his shoulder to see... One very short, angry man. Sure he was put together! Martyn hadn't ever seen anyone walk around with a moss overcoat with blossoming azaleas and somehow pull it off- but it was pretty hard to take the man seriously when his face was a bright red and his hands were flailing around like mad.

Martyn couldn't help himself. He laughed. A dry, raspy, feeble attempt to get rid of the nervousness bubbling up in his chest. Only then did his legs choose to work as Martyn rose to the ground. "J-Just a second- Goodness!" He slammed a fist against his chest. "I think you may have the wrong person! My name isn't Craft!"

Martyn noted just how quiet Brian got. Normally the crow would be throwing his head back in a series of loud caws. But he was silent. And was he... Shaking?

"You? Not Craft?" The man got painfully close to Martyn. Big brown eyes bored straight into his soul. "Then why the hell do you have that THIEF of a bird with you, huh?! Craft had that same bird!"

And there it was. "Brian?? You're upset about Brian??" Martyn barely missed the shy coo that left his crow. "Ohh Brian. What did you steal?" Martyn turned to face the crow. Brian looked away with an ashamed noise.

"I'll tell you what he stole! That bird right there tried to make off with my clock!" The angry man jabbed a finger at Brian. "Nearly got away too! You better be glad E found you, not me! Ohh I woulda-"

"Enough!" Martyn pushed the other back. "Whatever Brian tried to take, he failed at it alright? You kept your clock and this "Craft" person clearly is not here to take it from you!"

The man stared between himself and Brian, not seeming to know who to be angry at. Then the man shut his eyes, let out a deep sigh, and clenched his fists.

"You're right! You're right. I apologize." He extended his hand to Martyn. "Let's... Let's try this again. Hi, I'm Bdubs. Operator of the Clocktower and mayor of Dia Bombia." A genuine smile crossed Bdubs' face. "And you are?"

Martyn promptly ignored his hand. "Martyn. Now, can you explain to me what logic ran through your head to have your little buddies over there grab me?" He still didn't like how he was treated. "If you're going to toss me around like I'm some dummy, I'd at least appreciate dinner first! Yeesh!"

A nervous laugh. "Well, I thought you were Craft. Philza Craft. He and I are... How does one say... Not the best of terms. He had his little thief-"

"His name is Brian."

".. Had little Brian attempt to steal my clock. Going on about being a King or something?" Bdubs shook his head. "Doesn't matter. All that matters is, I really don't like your little Brian buddy."

Philza Craft. A new name to remember. Martyn patted the top of Brian's head with his mechanical arm. "Well. I... Don't exactly see Brian stealing something like that. I mean... He's a crow. Clocks may be shiny but they're far too bulky." He then stared at the three clocks dangling from Bdubs' neck. "... Are you a collector or?"

"Me? A collector?" Bdubs shook his head. "No, no, E would kill me! Too much junk already taking up the floor. These are just gifts. Always gotta keep things close in this world!"

A nervous caw drew his attention from the blabbering man. Brian seemed much more nervous around here. Wings were fidgeting, hoping around on his shoulder more, cawing less than normal. Something about Bdubs was making his crow upset. And something made Martyn believe it wasn't guilt.

"Anywhooo-" Two hands clamped onto his prosthetic. "This right here doesn't look all that good! I got a guy here who can help you get a fancy one!" Martyn was half tempted to sock the guy right in the face for insulting the rather new arm. But... The new guy could also be The Doctor. That meant he was one step away from going back home.

"Are you doing this out of guilt?" Martyn watched the man's body go tense. Poor guy sucked at holding a poker face.

"Do not question my generosity! It's rather rude, wouldn't you agree? Anyways, as I was trying to say. I have a guy here who can fix up your arm, good as new! Make it run off of the very carbon in the air, that's how smart he is!"

"Carbon, ey?" Martyn clenched his prosthetic's fist. That would be a pretty decent upgrade. He hadn't had luck in finding that Parrot Flight Master, so anything carbon based would help out severely.

"Exactly! And while I'm at it, I'll add in a personal explanation to Dia Bombia! And about MCC, whatever you wish! Hell, I could ask Scott himself to give you a great explanation of how that worked. He's a genius, I tell you!"

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"SCOTT?!"

( @hermitadaymay )

[milkycarnations]

Could you do a short little writeup/one shot thing (you don’t have a write a whole lot if you don’t want to/the prompt isn’t inspiring!) Of a sub fem!reader friend of Tim’s, who’s sharing a hotel room with him right now, and really wants to be roughly dominated by Tim but is wayyyy too shy and awkward to approach him or talk about it?.. (Not too big on the degradation kink, I like me some praise, instead. Being roughly pinned down though? Yes.)

Sure thing, anon! I will attempt praise without degradation. I'm always thinking about Brian or Tim in some way, so this prompt is no problem. Sorry if the shot feels disjointed, I wrote the first half about 2 months ago when I received this ask. Might come back and do some finishing touches later as I also have a headache. Full fic under the cut.

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She's Unreal | Masky x afab!reader | 1.7k words

one-shot masterlist | mdni | cw: praise, begging, Tim calls you a good girl, rough sex, restraints/bondage, hotel sex, unprotected sex, creampie, reader gets not so shy, they're both just really horny, reader doesn't know what to do with herself

You watched as he pulled the wardrobe from the wall, checking for any hidden spyware. He was so obsessed with the search for cameras and microphones, you were surprised he had yet to find any the past week. You took the time to check him out, admiring the bulk in his arms and legs. He could throw you. You were sure of it. You wanted it.

You wouldn't mind that at all - him throwing you around a little.

"Nothing over here either," Tim said abruptly, shoving the wardrobe back against the wall. You looked down, hiding the heat on your face. Be real. He'd barely even touched you before, besides saving your life those few times. You were... partners, but not in that way! Maybe you had good reason to be so horny for him all the time but damn - if he ever found out he'd probably think you were some kind of freak. He'd probably even think about all the times you've thought about him just like now! You wouldn't live through that sort of embarrassment. Imagine being rejected and made fun of for being horny for Tim - Brian would never let you live it down for sure. Not you! You wouldn't hear the end of it.

"You feeling alright?" he asked.

It took you a moment to realize he had been talking to you the entire time. You weren't sure what to say. Your head was a blurry mess, begging for him to rail you against the hotel wall. Or the floor. Or the bed. All these thoughts went straight between your legs.

"I'm fine," you blurted.

He gave you an odd look and chose to sit down right beside you. Fuck. You squeezed your legs together and placed your hands in between them, trying to act naturally, but not sure what to do with yourself.

Tim glanced down toward your hands, but quickly averted his gaze. God, you wished he'd stare at your body like that more often. You wondered if he thought about you in the same way when he looked at your legs, but you guessed it was a long shot. You also wondered if he stared at your ass at work.

"Something's up. You plan on telling me what's wrong?"

You shook your head.

"Nah, just thinking."

He seemed close, his leg brushing up against yours, and your hips almost touching. Putting his hand on your knee, he squeezed firmly as he started to speak.

"I just wanna make sure you're okay."

A whine left your body at his touch, completely unasked for. Shit. You're too shy to meet his gaze, but his grasp stayed firm on your leg. Squeezing your legs together even tighter, you tried to fold yourself out of existence.

"Oh" Tim mumbled something to himself, a little too soft for you to hear.

"God damn," he called you by your name and fell into a fit of raspy cackles. If you didn't want to erase yourself so hard right now, you'd be telling yourself how sexy his laugh was. You were down bad.

Shrugging your shoulders, you watched as his hand wandered a bit higher. You felt as he pushed his torso into yours and his breath reached your neck.

"Are you turned on right now?"

Tim's voice came out barely louder than a whisper. You could not believe you were hearing the words come out of his mouth. More so, you had no idea how you were going to slip your way out of this mess.

One of his arms slinked its way behind you, while the one on your leg left to grab your face. Rough, calloused fingers squished your cheeks together and forced you to look him in the eyes.

"I'm sure I'm reading the room right, aren't I? I saw you rubbing yourself. Tryin' to hide it all cute."

He laughed as your eyes widened. Had you been touching yourself? Had you been grinding up against your hands without even noticing?

"C'mon, sweetheart. Don't be afraid."

Nodding slightly, you glanced toward his pants. You felt your pussy throb at the sight. He was hard and clearly horny too.

"Aww," he said, "were you too shy to say anythin'? Too shy to tell me what you want, pretty thing?"

You keep nodding along, unable to speak. He ran his thumb across your lips.

"I need you to say it though. Tell me what you want. Tell me you need me like a good girl,"

Leaning into him further, you couldn't believe what was happening. You had the most depraved thoughts about this man, but saying how badly you needed him was so unbearably embarrassing.

"I want you," you told him.

"Imma need more than that, baby. Let me know what you want."

"I want you to fuck me. Want you to use me and make me your good girl."

Your words came out needy. Between your legs, you could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter.

"Oh, sweet thing,"

Words so soft, eyes so sweet, he pushed you back onto the mattress. He knew you could take a lot, hopefully, he also knew that you desperately needed to be dicked down. Letting out an oomph as your back hit the mattress, you watched as he crawled up to you. The sound of his belt coming off filled the room.

"You want me to use you? That's not a light request darlin'. Turn around."

Doing what he said, you shifted onto your stomach. He grabbed your arms and you felt him tie them behind you with his belt. You stuffed your face against the pillow, already trying to stop whines and moans from pouring out of you.

"Don't worry, babygirl. Not gonna be so shy in a minute. You're gonna have so much fun lettin' me use you how I want. Now let me take these off you."

He reached around you, unbuttoning your pants. He pulled them off in two big tugs, the fabric of the jeans scraping at your sensitive skin. Impatient, he tugged at the crotch of your panties, ripping them off of you completely. Tutting, he spoke.

"You're already so wet for me. Such a good girl, wetting yourself for my dick. You're gonna take it so well, I can tell, pretty thing."

He ran his hand along your bare ass, squeezing and fondling you, spreading you open for him to see. How could you ever expect him to see you like this?

He ran a finger up and down your slit before pushing inside of you. You squealed into the pillow.

"That's it, baby. Just making sure you're all good and ready for me. You are, aren't you? Your perfect little cunt is just achin' for me."

Whining as he pulled out, you felt him pull his own pants down and off, throwing them in the corner of the room. Hands gripping onto your hips, he pulled your ass up into the air, shoving a pillow under them. Suddenly, he was leaning over you, pushing his hand into your upper back as he pushed his cock inside.

"Oh, fuck!" you moaned as he stretched you out. Were you dreaming?

He let out a deep groan as he bottomed out, resting his weight on top of you. He was holding back, but he had completely caged you in with his body and was pushing you down into the bed.

"You doing alright?" he hummed.

You were doing more than alright.

"Yes, please-" you started.

"Please? Please, what? You want me to go harder for you," you nodded as he spoke, "I know you're a feisty thing, you can take it can't you? You can take my cock pounding you like a good girl?"

"Yes, please, I want you to fuck me already."

"Good girl. You're shy but you know how to beg just right for me."

With heavy movements, Tim started to thrust into you, starting at a slow pace. Your arms tied behind your back didn't help you move much, but it didn't stop Tim from grabbing your face and lifting your head from the pillow.

"Yeah, don't muffle them cute little sounds you make." he squished your cheeks between his fingers, turning you to look at him. His body was pressed close against your back, each sharp thrust sending your hips rutting into the mattress.

"Fuck me faster, please," you mumbled.

"Huh? This not rough enough, yet?"

You shook your head letting out moans and breathless begging.

"Don't worry. I'm just enjoying your tight pussy. Does it get tighter the rougher I get? Will you squeeze around my cock like a good girl?"

Rolling your eyes back, you limped your head forward. Was this really happening? It's everything you've ever wanted and more. You keened as he suddenly slammed into you, starting a brutal pace. The bed creaked under both of you and the heat of his breath was intense against your neck. Tim groaned into your ear.

"It does! You've been wanting me for such a long time, haven't you? If your cunt keeps sucking me in like that it's gonna make me cum. You wanna cum for me, too? I bet you'll look all pretty cumming around me."

"Yes, please! Please make me cum around your cock." You were panting as you spoke, spent by him fucking you.

"Not shy for much longer, be a good girl and take it." Tim positioned his right arm around you, reaching to rub your clit. You were already so swollen and sensitive, it didn't take long for your pussy to throb.

"Oh shit. Keep doing that, please."

"Since you ask so nicely," he said, grinding into you with the perfect tempo. You felt the tension of your orgasm building until you had been pushed over the edge.

"I'm cumming!"

"Fuck, yes! Keep cumming like a good girl."

He didn't stop rubbing and fucking you as you came, forcing you to ride it out on his cock.

"Can I cum inside you, sweetheart?" he asked.

"Yes!" you gasped. He wasted no time, his rutting became sparse and stuttered. You could feel him fill you up, stretching around your sore lips one last time. He pulled out collapsing beside you. Cum started to drip out of you.

"Let's get this off ya," he said, tugging the belt off your wrists. Exhausted, you nodded along, letting him unbind you.

"Do you feel used enough? Or do I need to go harder next time?"

[ladykailitha]

Can we get some more Metal Band AU, please?

WIP Wednesday!

Just clearing out my inbox from last night.

Thank you to everyone for understanding. My head is doing much better today so I should be able to dive right into these for you.

Other ask here, here, here, here.

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Eddie sat back and rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “I think what might make it easier so people don’t focus on me is if I get the rest of the Corroded Coffin boys in on it too. That way if Steve as Abbadon is seen flirting with the whole band it’ll come off as being a flirt and not that there’s something specific between Abbadon and I.”

“I like that,” Simon agreed. “Abbadon is already all over Astraeus and Asmodeus so flirting with Jeff and Brian as well as Eddie that would play up into the slut allegations.”

Steve laughed and then shared a knowing smile with Robin. Yep. Simon might be shy about most things but when it came to Steve... that was a whole other kettle of fish.

“We’ll do another duet tonight,” Eddie said, nodding. “Have Abbadon start Gareth’s lap or something.”

[mouthsfullofsharpteeth]

hm. monster high mh au. what monsters/cryptids whatever are they atlas?

what an EXCELLENT question omg omg omg i love monster high, this is perfect

there are literally so so so many possibilities of what could fit them, but heres my general list

alex- gargoyle. hes stone faced, cold, and has got a helluva chip on his shoulder. his dog is named rocky. plus i think he would look hot in that kind of design. the gargoyle designs go HARD

i know everyone normally says werewolf for tim (just like alex is usually a vampire) BUT if this is a monster high au then im gonna think outside the box and say

tim- boogeyman. if youre familiar with twyla, i think he would be pretty much like her, except he would be the introvert side instead of shy side of this meme

going on,

brian- zombie, though im hesitant and can be swayed to something else. i just think it sort of fits his hoody vibe. shuffling and grim and sulking in graveyards. dirty and leaves in his hair. he would make suchhhh a cute zombie, especially if he combined parts with a frankenstein monster situation and stitched his limbs back on and got electricity boosts!

jay- invisible man. like invisibilly. he uses his powers for evil and for stalking and stuff. its awesome. he pranks alex so much and alex hates it HSDKJGFHKGJ

jessica- skeleton. reference to her dynamic with skully in the comics, plus i feel like it just Fits her

seth- voodoo doll. i know the character hoodude voodoo was technically "made by frankie" and wasnt "born" like the rest of them, but just consider this: white doll reference, and brian makes him? is this anything?

amy- ghost. reference to her haunting the narrative of season two marble hornets. also she totally fits being all floaty and creepy and ghoulish. i think she would be some kind of banshee type ghost. very horrifying and screamy. ohohoho this is good stuff.

sarah- im gonna say vampire, BUT she would look a lot more like a batsy claro style vampire with wings and stuff, she isnt pink like draculaura or valentine.

[bengiyo]

Step By Step Ep 9 Stray Thoughts

Last week on HR Violations, Pat broke up with Put in a mature-but-devastating scene, and spent the bulk of the episode processing his grief about that. Put immediately went on the offensive against Jeng, and threatened to out Jeng if he pursued pat. Pat went on a not-date with Jeng to check out multiple restaurants before learning that Jeng is gay at a queer speakeasy. Jeng spent the entire episode working himself up to express his feelings to Pat, confessed them to a drunk Pat in an incredibly adorable way, and ran into his ex at the aforementioned speakeasy. Jaab and Jen are a hot mess, and are also at the speakeasy. Chot, amazing as ever, is not at the speakeasy, and this feels like a missed opportunity. Also, Ae went to the doctor with Pat and Beam.

Pat woke up holding a plushy with his handbag and phone nearby on striped sheets. He’s probably okay.

Oh, he’s definitely fine. He’s in his own house and his mom is here.

I like that Pat doesn’t lie to his mom. He just refuses to answer the questions.

Jeng is doing pushups shirtless. 743 dead, 2689 wounded.

Chot said, “My name is Paul and this between y’all.”

It’s just Pat and his instant noodles against the world.

Pat is a gay with a good relationship with his parents. You love to see it.

I love the way Chot checks in with Pat. He shares a little bit of his own queer insecurities to commiserate a bit.

Jeng’s friend is hot.

Who organized this awkward as hell gay movie event? Is this to watch the commercial they made?

Did Pat really pass Jeng’s jacket on to Chot? Oh, Jeng, I’m so sorry for your loss.

I kinda wish Pat was talking to Ae or Chot about what was going on, because I’d like to confirm what the core of his rejection of Jeng is about. Is it about his own self-worth? Is he feeling gun shy coming off of the relationship with Put? Is it about Jeng as a superior at work?

Jeng’s breakdown is honestly so fantastic. Absolutely incredible from Man. Jeng is such a self-controlled character. You can feel how long he’s been desperately trying to hold it together and how aware he is of his own fragile psyche with regard to Pat. We also got to see gay man get consoled by his gay brother.

I feel like a significant amount of time has passed without us realizing it because Ae is so much more pregnant than I remember.

Didn’t Jen leave the company last episode? What’s his status?

I feel like Jen and Pat are being really unfair to Jaab and Jeng.

“What is he doing?” Consoling his heartbroken brother!

Personally, I think it’s responsible of Jeng to leave his position when he knows he cannot maintain a healthy professional distance from a subordinate.

Jeng's cake is cute, but does not look large enough for the office.

Another cake scene immediately??

I'm not sure we got a good read on the crying scene with Pat's parents. When he mentions memories everywhere, is he talking about just Put or Put and Jeng? I'm a bit hazy on Pat this episode.

What's the deal with the parents bringing up their divorce. Is this about Pat being friends with his exes?

Ae is about to deliver this baby. Quick! Cut to Kanoon so we know where he is and can do an Oishii ad spot.

We should dramatically throw keys to Poppy more often.

Since I am a man, I'm going to refrain from commenting on this birth scene. I will leave only this gif as commentary on the writing.

Wait, why the hell is this girl filming this???

Oh good. Pat said something about the cameras.

These people are way too online.

Did Jeng really send Pat a box full of a snack he said he liked once as a birthday gift? My goodness, sir.

I never get tired of watching people type and delete messages on these dramas.

This episode and previews for next week feel like a Brian Jordan Alvarez bit.

I feel like we were over the place this week. This was kinda rough. I don't know that any of the plot threads really worked together this week well. Jen and Pat had a decent conversation, but I don't think I'm with Jen on this one.

[thegrimdog13]

Omg I genuinely wanna see your ideas for an opposite au? That would be really interesting! (I'm new here btw so Hi!!)

Opposite au headcannons

pt. 1 ?

Welcome to my page! I hope you stick around. Also feel free to suggest more!For the opposite au I couldn’t think of if I should just make their personalities opposite or also the things they do. Like I could make them cops or something but I think I would leave that for another au. So we are doing personality. You can suggest the other one tho if you’re interested! Alright let’s start then!

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•Most of the creepypasta in this au are forced to be killers like Tim in Marble Hornets.

•Jeff instead of an angry boi is very scared of everything

•Jeff isn’t in everyone’s face and hates to be mean to people 

•Jeff hates killing people he thinks it’s awful. But he is under Slenderman control so he has to.

•When Randy did what he did he just got afraid of him instead of wanting to kill him.

•Liu isn’t a chill big brother instead he has a short temper.

•Liu doesn’t want to hear anything Jeff has to say and does not forgive him for what he has done.

•Liu hates Jeff and finds him disgusting even though it wasn’t Jeff’s fault he killed people.

•Jane ( the killer) is not mad at Jeff and understands it wasn’t his fault.

•Jane is friends with Jeff 

•Jane doesn’t really get along with Liu and hates how he treats Jeff and other people.

•Nina hates Jeff so much it’s ridiculous.( I basically turned her love into hate)

•Nina thinks Jeff is the ugliest man she’s ever seen

•Nina is aro ace and isn’t interested in inappropriate stuff or Romance. ( very unlike normal Nina lol)

•Sally is a little gremlin.

•Sally loves killing people and often tries to kill other creepypastas

•Sally hates playing games and thinks that killing is the funniest thing you can do.

•Ben loves water

•Ben just loves swimming in the water and splashing around.

•Ben is now super energetic instead of a chill guy.

•(Laughing Jack) is now a crying Jack.Because he loves children but is forced to kill them.

•LJ is always crying and slouches a lot.

•LJ never dances around and is often sitting in a corner and crying.

•It’s basically the same with Laughing Jill 

•Ticci Toby is super sensitive to pain and hates even getting the smallest cut.

•Toby doesn’t have any sarcasm and energy instead he is very literal in everything he says and very mep about everything. 

•Toby is basically Dwight from the office but with less energy.

•Clockwork is no longer a badass she is whimpy 

•Clocky hates violence and avoids it if she can

•Clocky doesn’t got out much hating being around people and the attention.

•Slendy is still the same in this au but instead of being super tall and skinny he is a short round guy. 

•Eyeless Jack ‘s demon is more in control and is constantly making growling sounds. Basically he is more feral lol

•EJ will start to sprint like a cat randomly on all fours and everything.

•EJ loves loves organs ( in my main au ej’s demon loves them and not Jack himself. In fact he hates them) 

•Lulu isn’t quiet and yells all the time

•Lulu instead of her sweet self she is mean and rude.

•Lulu is basically like that one bitch in highschool that is like omg I hate that outfit but no offenses ( Have you ever met one of those 😑)

-Marble Hornets is tied in with this au as well

•Masky/ Tim  loves killing and embraces it.

•Tim hates Toby and Jeff ( they have a father son dynamic in my regular au)

•Tim gets annoyed at anything Brian says.Even tho they are dating. ( They are much happier together in my main au. But they do have their moments especially after everything that happened.)

•Brian/ hoodie hates himself and thinks he is ugly. 

•Brian is shy and not every outgoing 

•Brian doesn’t want to give into the operator ( in my main au I thing Brian didn’t want to be Hoodie but he just gave in because it was becoming to much)

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Anyway hope you enjoyed love you all ❤️

[deadsnothere]

Brian send help.

Synopsis - Alias goes to Cynthia's house halfway through the fall ball to talk to her dad. It ends up turning out in her favor, it just takes a bit of..kiss- CONVINCING.

WARNINGS!! - Gays-?

Masterlist

Request - No but i am working on two request now.

Word count - 1.5k 😨

Speak Ali! - I've had this started since the episode i just finished it now!! (i'm dying-) Taglist anyone?

“If you need something tonight kid- I may be Cynthia's dad but I've been there for your entire life, I’ll be here for you now.”

In my yellow dress with a pink ladies jacket across my shoulders, I almost wanted to die. The fall ball sucked ass, and it's still going!- I walked into Cynthia trying to make out with my brother..Ya know- for once I thought I was winning! 'He's the big brother' Jones says- ‘He doesn't have to take care of the girls.’ said Jones. And now he's won the girl- and I'm still taking care of Jones' kids.

So I’m standing outside of Cynthia's town house, waiting for her dad to open the door.

And when Brian does (after four hours) he’s quick to rush me in. “Kid- are you ok?” he patted my back, taking a beer out of the fridge and handing it to me. “...She kissed Anthony..” He nodded knowingly, rubbing my back as I opened the bottle of beer with my mouth. “And you're jealous?” When I looked over to him, mouth opened in shock, he laughed at me. “Alias, When someone is in love with my daughter..I can tell.” He shrugged his shoulders, leaning back onto the counter. “And you're not weirded out?” it was a scary thing, being gay in this town, or time- fuck the USA it sucks here.

Brian raised both eyebrows and had to hold back a laugh. “I was doing crack in the 40’s a year before I got Cynthia's mother pregnant. I only sobered up and went to rehab to take care of Cynthia.” Eyebrows furrowed and mouth wide open, I looked up to him, shocked. “You were doing crack?!” He busted out laughing. “Yeah! Everyone did crack back then- I don't remember most of my teen years. But there was a boy who made me feel better than any girl had.” I pushed the pink ladies jacket off my shoulders and placed it on the counter, turning around and chugging the entire beer (no matter how disgusting it is) and throwing it away in the makeshift trash can they have.

“Yeah- uh, don't do that- no more for you. But what I'm saying is I know how you feel, growing up like this- In times like this..it's not going to end well, I'm sure you and Cynthia will figure it out- Now I know she said she was going to stay at yours tonight and she just might. So you stay here tonight.” Sighing, I leaned my head back onto the cabinets. “Thanks dad. I appreciate it.” he looked down at his watch concerned at the fact it was getting close to 8, when he had to leave for work.

(I'm starting to think he knew she would come home..)

Brian ruffled my hair and shooed me over to the couch. “There’s reefer in the top drawer if you really need it, just don't smoke it all and only do it here.” He put a blanket over me and grabbed his keys from the holder. “Don't die! We can talk more in the morning but I have to go to work.” I nodded and he turned the TV on as he left. “Bye dad.” - “Bye Kid!” As soon as the door shut I wasn't sure what to do. There was nothing interesting on, so I just went to sleep, I was tired anyways.

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“Alias, what the fuck are you doing here?” A voice was tapping me awake. “Huh-” Cynthia was standing over me, a jacket over her shoulders, shoes off, and a bottle of beer in her hand. “Alias, what are you doing here?! Shy guy has been looking for you-” I rolled my eyes and stood up, picking up my shoes and messily buckling them back on. “I don't know and at this point I don't care-” I was on my way out when she stopped me. “Alias what is up with you!” I let in a shaky breath, my hands were clenched and my knees were weak.

I took a second breath in, because one was not enough for this BULLSHIT, and spoke. “What is up with me? You never showed one minute of interest in my brother and now that I was going to the ball with Andrew as friends- he's your boyfriend!” She looked at me shocked, like we hadn't kissed before. “I've always liked your brother!-” I let out a dead chuckle. “Oh, dont fuck with me Zdunowski. I'm not stupid, You’re not in love with him! You were just- stupid, I don't know?!” She looked at me with her eyebrows furrowed and mouth open. “Why are you here, Alias?” I looked her in the eye this time, I'm not doing this like a pussy. I took my hand back, started to dust off her dress and placed a hand on her face.

“Because I'm in love with you, and for some reason I just love to hurt myself.” I sighed and sped walked out of the door, trying to slam it shut but she stopped it before I could. I was half way down the hallway by the time she got me again. She grabbed onto my hands, spinning me around, watching me trip, and getting dragged down with me. We were very close, her breathing was unsteady, our hearts matched beats. And once I finally had the balls, Our lips were sealed like a secret. Her hands grabbed my waist and she got as close as she could, even if it was awkward. It felt like heaven, if heaven was two teenage girls kissing in a hallway. “I- I love you too, I’ve been in love with you since we were 10- And for the last 6 years i've been convincing myself i loved Shy Guy not you but...I- i just..can I please kiss you more, please?” When I nodded she dipped down again, kissing me more. And more, and more! everyone of them, felt different, felt like a different emotions. Confusion, burning, love, yearning. everything a person could feel in just a few kisses.

We ran back into the home and shut the door behind us. My back was pressed into the door while Cynthia was skillfully untying my dress and kissing me at the same time. It felt so real, my vision isn't blurry and my body didn't feel fake. She was quick to start leaving hickeys down my neck, it made me giggle at first but the more bite marks she left the more I was glad my dress was already untied. She dragged me into her room, but her demeanor changed when she sat me on the bed and closed her door. “Here, take these clothes-” it wasn't in an annoyed manner, but she wasn't willing to look at me. “Cynthia what's wrong?-" She was changing out of her own dress now. Her hands slowly took off her dress and stockings. Changed them for pajama pants and a wife beater that made my face red, showing off her arms, built from all the car work she does.

Cynthia finally paying attention to me again, placed her hands on my cheeks. “I was forcing myself on your brother just an hour ago- and now I don't know-...I feel like an asshole for not chasing after you.” I smiled at her, kissing the palm of her hand. “You kinda are-” “Alias!” “What it's the truth!- I'm not gonna lie to you. But, I'll at least give you a chance to make it up to me.” I stood up from the bed and let my dress fall from my shoulders, gracefully. Cynthia was quick to help me out of it. She unclasped my bra and took it off for me, kissing the distance of my shoulders, and up my neck. She pushed my shorts off my hips, and got on her knees in front of me. Kissed along my hips for a few seconds before stopping right in front of my lace underwear.

“Please..” She looked desperate in front of me. I almost felt bad for saying no, but I didn't feel like it. I lent down and kissed her temple. “I..don't feel like it- i'm sorry..i just really want to sleep-” Cynthia was quick to pop up, standing on her feet again. “No! No it's ok, it's ok I'm fine to go to sleep!” She kissed my temple and picked up her shirt, putting it over my head and helping me find the arm holes. Finally, she dragged me to her bed, laid me down, and pulled her blanket onto me, falling asleep next to me. I've spent so long wishing for this, and now here I am.

Cynthia was laid down beside me in her bed, with all of my fingers and toes. no bullshit reason just, Love. And fuck was Brian right, I am in love with his daughter.

The more Cynthia grabbed onto my waist and pushed her head into my neck. The more I knew I was ready for whatever conversation brian was going to have with me in the morning about what kind of relationship with his daughter, although I'm not sure about that myself.

[butchwrights]

if ur comfortable you should talk more about people mischaracterizing the MH characters. because i agree and its super fucking annoying. (even in AUs, people completely fuck up the characters. throwback to when someone made an AU where alex straight up BRANDED the others with his INITIALS and the reasoning was "oh its because he works for the marines and hes the antagonist" even though it's completely out of character for him.)

anon, don't get me started.....except i'm going to talk about this because you're inviting me to. i will say, the characterization was bad when MH was coming out (so many stupid jay jokes...which, he is often impulsive and rash, but he was under extreme pressure from the operator and lack of housing, support, etc... nobody in that situation is going to behave rationally!!!!!!!!!!!) i understand calling jay stupid now is more of a bit than ever but it just gets under my skin. the modern mh fandom's urges to trope-ify everything makes me want to start killing. jay is either a soft sweet sweaterboy so shy and stupid and ditzy OR a disgusting perverted freak on liveleak. so much of mh requires a lot of context, and it feels like new fans are lacking that... or, they just ignore it in favor of shipping (which i am not against shipping im jam fan #1) i think more fans would sympathize with jay if they experienced the transition from s1 to s2 in real time. we lose a lot by being able to watch all of it with no waiting or discussion. at the end of the day anyone can look at mh and perceive it how they want, but there are some legit harmful stereotypes and characterizations in the fandom surrounding mental illness (even now) tim is dubiously canonically schizophrenic, or at least psychotic, and the amount of people i see say that tim is lying ALL the time with malicious intents..... the amount of people that characterize him as uncaring, abusing substances, as a cold and cruel person...please reexamine how you feel about mentally ill people. tim shows over and over again how much he cares, even about alex, even brian after everything. he has a LOT of compassion and a lot of care for those around him despite his solitude nature. i don't have a lot to say about brian, but he had a lot of hatred and resentment for anyone involved in mh. the operator corrupted him but i feel like he gets the sweaterboy treatment as well.... he's kind of fucked up, man. alex is a victim, which doesn't justify his actions... but he's not killing just to have fun. he's being (in his eyes) merciful. he doesn't want anyone else to experience the pain he's been through and he thinks the best way out for all of them is to just die. BLARRRGGGGH i just wish the MH fandom was a little bit older. there's a lot of genuinely great people here, but there's been an influx of people that are extremely active and don't really examine mh thoroughly. that's kind of pretentious to say, but it's just how it looks to me. also stop drawing the mh guys as chiseled and handsome and polished... they are just regular guys. mess up their hair a bit. soften their muscles.....

[winderlylandchime]

Hi, hello, hi. I have a question that was triggered by that beautiful prom gif set you just reblogged. And since I still, months later, have a post from you stuck in my head- The Brian Kinney one about his education and how he became The Brian Kinney- I can’t help but to ask you. The pause!!! What do you think would’ve happened between Britin and with Brian after prom had the bashing not happened? I mean Brian got in the car and was all smiley and looking in the mirror to watch Justin!! And the PAUSE! And now I am going through a million feelings because of the what ifs.

Hello dear sweet anon! Thank you for your patience while I gave this question some thought.

First off, let us acknowledge and thank @sophsun1 for this incredible gifset that captures THEE MOMENT

Everyone go reblog it and show it some love.

So I think the first question here is why did Brian show up at prom? I think he showed up to make Justin happy. Which is not something Brian is known for, right? But here is this kid who has "snuck in under the wire" (I know that's S2 but it's no less true here) and Brian wants to do something to make him happy. Just purely for his happiness. And it will make Brian happy - you pointed out he's all smiley - and isn't that the kicker? He found someone that making him happy makes Brian happy. Not Justin makes Brian happy (little nod to my beloved OFMD, RIP), but making Justin happy makes Brian happy. I think that's important.

I think what Brian is communicating here (and, importantly, Justin is understanding) is those three words that Justin spent later seasons wanting so badly.

So I think Justin would have felt more reassured in Brian's love than he did in S2. I think he always wanted to feel like his place was with Brian and of Brian's own volition. I know Brian says during their negotiation about "coming home to you" but I think that gets lost in Brian's tugging to keep some of his freedoms.

I think Brian would be less trigger shy about doing romantic gestures for Justin after prom. I think prom proved to Brian his worst fears - if you make yourself vulnerable and admit to loving someone, it will only hurt you (and what's the best way to hurt Brian? Hurting Justin).

I think Justin would have been more confident about his place in Brian's life both feeling like he was truly wanted there (not just there because he got bashed) and because he had this irrefutable proof of Brian's feelings. Yes, he's heard about the romantic dance and the kiss from Daphne but she wasn't by the Jeep and I don't know if she would have picked up on the significance of The Pause.

Let's talk about that, actually. When has Brian ever paused? When has he ever, in a sexual context, sought someone's eyes before kissing them? (Not to imply that Brian didn't get consent.) Never. He is not the type of guy to pause. He barrels forward. I don't think the pause is insecurity or even about consent, it's "we're on the same page here, right? okay? All those things you said that I felt, you were right. Here I am, baring myself before you you, more naked than being naked (bc lbr naked is not vulnerability to Brian... it wouldn't be to me if I looked like Gale either), showing you my soul. I am trusting you."

The reason this took so long to answer is that I'm completely torn about whether there would have been a break up. Or at least the Ethan break up. Maybe the break up would have looked more like a combination of S2 and S5 break ups. But the other thing? I don't think they would have reunited. I think the bashing is something that ties them together, in a sense. I think without it, with everything more on the surface, without the effects of PTSD on Justin's abilities and his need for Brian's care (and Brian's care bonding him to Justin), Justin would have thought "this is all there is, I've gotten everything I can from him and I need more." But I could be wrong, maybe there would have been zero drama. Justin would have gotten what he needed from Brian the night of prom and they would have lived happily ever after.

This is certainly a fic waiting to be written. I've read fics where the bashing doesn't happen or it's less severe but that's because other circumstances are different. What would happen if canon is canon but the one divergence is the bashing doesn't happen?

[obsessivelollipoplalala]

Okay I'll write in points here because it's long

It started with Freddie saying something like they are gonna stay together until they die and I thought how poignant it is in hindsight.

I loved Brian May's insights the starting was very sweet with him telling us that him and Freddie shared rooms for a decade, that he knows him really well and about how shy he was until firmly saying that he was gay even if people don't want to believe it. There was another person saying the same thing, I forgot her name but I think it's unfortunate that it's really common for people to outright ignore or deny any queer artists' identity just because they don't want to deal with whatever biases they have going.

Roger Taylor was really mad about the media/tabloids attacking Freddie and I get it especially The Sun because it's still trash today. Just vile and immoral for no reason.

Then it went to them saying that the band had a guess of what's going on with Freddie because they saw him disappear for treatments and coming back with scars but not wanting to believe it so they just never brought it and made a whole album before Freddie ultimately told them.

All the pictures with Jim Hutton were really cute I have to say and his sister saying that she was told that he was the gardener but he was around every time she went to her brother's house so she put 2+2 together lol.

The minute Anita Dobson came on screen I was trying to remember where I had seen her then I remembered it was the doctor who clips that were going viral on Twitter. But she seems so sweet and she had really cute story about how she became friends with Freddie and how he introduced her to Jim. She did say that Freddie told her when he couldn't sing anymore he'll die and that's she thinks what happened. She also seemed really sad that she lost contact with Jim I guess they were close.

Also I got more songs from this documentary so I'm really happy about that, I just googled the lyrics.

I didn't know Elton John was really close with Freddie, he seemed so heartbroken in all the videos they played of him.

Also Joe Elliot was there that was a surprise, was he friends with Freddie? I know I have heard Robert Plant talk about Freddie Mercury before. I secretly adore the idea of all these frontman that people like to pit against each other being friends in real life.

I might watch the tribute concert or atleast the George Micheal's part of it, he sounded so good and David Bowie was clapping from the sidelines during the rehearsal ( I get it, he was superb )

I feel like I got insights to the entire band' dynamic so thats nice because we have all heard Bands going like oh we like each other, we are a family but when one of you is gone and how the rest treat their memory is the true test of that.

I'll respond in bullet points lol

Brian was great in the documentary, and is one of Freddie's most consistent defenders, especially in regards to his sexuality. I love when Brian talks about knowing Freddie so well through sharing rooms and talking about his shyness, because you can just feel the fondness there and get the distinct sense that he loved Freddie the human being as opposed to the showman, which can't be said for everyone who knew Freddie

Yeah, The Sun was particularly vile, and the band really hated the press. Brian wrote the song "Scandal" in 1989 for the album, The Miracle, because the press was hounding Freddie (and Brian about his affair and divorce, but that's another story). I can't remember if this documentary mentioned it, but the fact that the press had set up a camera to see into Freddie's bathroom is just so vile

The Miracle is the album that they made before Freddie told them the truth. If you listen to the album, there are a couple songs hinting at what's going on, because as you saw, the band knew something was wrong. Fun fact: one of Brian's favorite songs that Freddie wrote is "The Miracle" because Freddie was able to write about beautiful things while he was sick

Lol yes, Kashmira knowing that Jim was Freddie's partner was funny

Yep, Anita was in Doctor Who! Her most famous role was in EastEnders in the 80s. There's another interview where she talked about an episode of that show being viewed by millions of people, and overnight people knew her face, and Freddie called her up like, "Guess who's in the paper, darling ;)" Anita was a true friend to Freddie and visited him while he was ill with Brian. Yeah, her theory that Freddie stopped fighting when he couldn't sing anymore lines up...Freddie's last song was "Mother Love"; Brian was the one who wrote it, but Freddie had to go home before it was finished because he was feeling unwell. He said he'd be back, but he never returned to the studio...And yeah, that doc revealed that Anita kept in touch with Jim to some extent. I really wonder what that relationship was like

Yes, Elton John was very close to Freddie! He still tears up when he talks about receiving a Christmas gift from Freddie a mere month after he passed...

I can't remember with the Joe Elliott thing tbh. I think he knew Freddie? I also feel like I'm remembering that he called up Brian after Freddie passed to check in on him, so maybe he was on friendly terms with the band, yeah

The doc does show how close the band was towards the end and how protective Brian and Roger are of Freddie's memory at the very least, yeah. It's really a great doc and I'm glad you watched it and got something out of it

[purplecatghostposts]

Nobody asked for this but here are my Marble Hornets sexuality/romantic orientation HCs because it’s PRIDE MONTH

- Brian- Has been openly bisexual ever since he learned what the word meant. His mom is really supportive and while not everyone else has been, Brian doesn’t care. He’s comfortable about it and doesn’t shy away from it. Thinks he might be on the asexual spectrum but isn’t sure yet.

- Jay- Has known he was gay since he was young but kept it within small circles of people he trusted, his moms included. Came out in high school, got some bad reactions but ultimately came out alright and has gotten more confident about it in college.

- Alex- Didn’t realize he was bisexual until 8th grade but stayed firmly in the closet as his family is pretty shitty. Accidentally ended up in a queer friend group in college, came out to them casually and has gotten more confident about it since then

- Tim- Didn’t think about romance a whole lot until he actually got to college and isn’t really sure about labels so he just goes by queer and keeps it at that. Doesn’t bring it up a whole lot but enjoys going to pride and such.

- Sarah- Assumed all girls found other girls attractive until she brought it up to some other girls and learned that no, not everyone felt that way. Experienced some backlash for being openly queer but her guardian/uncle always had her back so Sarah bounced between a few different labels before ultimately settling on Bi.

- Seth- Didn’t experience a whole lot of crushes growing up and figured he’d just date when he was older. Dated a bit in high school and while he didn’t experience much romantic attraction, he did like doing romantic based things. Used to go by Aromantic but MH Cast ended up being the people he first experienced romantic attraction with so he now goes by Demiromantic.

- Amy- Doesn’t really have a defined label as she didn’t figure out she liked girls too until late high school and didn’t have anyone she could talk to it about it. Thankfully she met and joined the group, fitting right in, and now has a lot more people she can talk to about it.

- Jessica- Learned she liked girls and not guys early on but kept it to herself as some people around her made it sound like she was a bad thing. However, she got picked up by a queer friend group in late middle school and introduced to the term lesbian and now proudly goes by it.

- Bonus: Taylor- Didn’t figure out she was a lesbian until college and is still feeling it out but is slowly getting more confident in the idea about it. Hasn’t gone to pride yet because she wants to go with someone but really wants to.

Also all of them are polyamorous across the board because I think many of them have kissed before.

[kalpasio]

The Several Attempts To Make You Aware

Attempt 6

A 5 + 1 Kalpas x Reader request, chapter 6, the final chapter below!

Staying mad at Kalpas didn’t work very well. Within the day, Emile was coaxing you down from your anger, and venting to Sakura while blasting mechs helped immensely.

“Really, we all saw it coming,” she spoke while standing out of your way, “As soon as he got on that plane, it was his mission.”

“Well yeah, but what am I supposed to do?” You had calmed down considerably, but the irritation still lingered. “If I go without him, he throws a fit, if I go with him, he wrecks the whole job!”

“He’ll find something else to complain about even if you do take him. I think leaving him here would be for the best.” Sakura tried to reason with you, but it just led to you grumbling to yourself. It’s easy for her to say you should leave him; she’s not the one who has to deal with him when you get back.

The rest of the week went by as though nothing had happened while you tried to figure out what to do. Kalpas still spent as much time—probably more—with you as he did with Sakura or Emile. When Tuesday came around, you had come to the decision that Kalpas couldn’t join you on missions, but you’d spar with him more as a compromise. Since he and Emile would be meeting you in the café later that day, you decided to tell him then.

Before that, though, you had to have a ‘chat’ with one of your recruits and planned to meet at the same coffee shop just out of convenience. Considering the fact that you managed to get through the whole conversation without the guy blowing a fuse or crying, things went surprisingly well. So well, in fact, that you now had a couple of minutes to yourself before Emile and Kalpas would arrive.

Now was the perfect time for you to get another drink while you waited, so you headed over to the counter. The barista who took your order looked like she was about to fall asleep at the register, but her co-worker was the complete opposite.

Brian—he’d told you while excitedly pointing at his nametag which had so many stickers on it you could hardly read it—spent more time chatting than he did actually making your drink. When he finally handed it over with a wink, he continued speaking so you couldn’t go back to your seat without rudely ending the conversation.

You continued to stand by the counter nodding and humming when appropriate until you were about halfway through your cup. At this point, you truly had no clue what the guy was going on about, and you really hoped Kalpas would show up and do that thing where he scares everyone into being quiet. When you noticed Brian staring at you expectantly with his hand out, you realized he must’ve asked you a question.

“Sorry,” you gave an uncomfortably polite smile. “Just staring off into space. What were you saying?” Brian flashed you his never-fading grin and repeated himself.

“Can I refill your cup? On the house! I really appreciate you staying here and talking with me!”

“Oh, um, sure?” you handed over the paper cup. “I really don’t mind.” You did, Brian had been talking your ear off for what felt like years, but you couldn’t ring yourself to be rude. People on base regularly treated the staff here like dirt, and you didn’t want to be the beginning of someone’s bad day.

“I really look up to you MOTHs, you know?” The barista busied himself while he spoke, and you noticed the beginnings of a blush on his cheeks. Seeing him all shy almost made him look cute, and you smiled at that as well as the compliment. “That’s part of the reason I wanted to work here! But um, you. You’re especially—ahhh…hmm.” Brian set your finished drink on the counter and frowned at it while he looked for the words.

You knew exactly where this was going, and just wanted to grab your cup before things got awkward. Maybe if you moved slowly, you could sneak it out from under his gaze. Once you had it in your hands, you should probably text Emile to meet somewhere else to avoid the awkwardness of staying there.

Suddenly, Brian’s face rose to meet yours, and you stopped reaching for the drink, almost paralyzed. Oh no. Don’t do it, you mentally begged. His eyes were so bright, and he was so eager, you already felt bad even though there was nothing you could do.

“Would you want to go on a date with me some time?”

Unintentionally, you tensed, and your face drew into a wince as you heard the words. Before you could try and let him down, an arm came around your shoulder and pulled you towards someone so roughly, you lost your balance and had to lean against them completely. Kalpas didn’t seem to notice, holding you in place, the warmth from his chest allowing you to identify your ‘attacker’ despite being unable to see him. What you also couldn’t see with your face half plastered to him, was the death glare Brian was receiving right now. Great, now instead of being sad he was scared out of his wits.

“Get lost.”

Brian didn’t even blink, continuing to stare wide-eyed straight ahead as though petrified. It was Kalpas who ended up leaving, with you in tow, seeing as how his firm grip still had you stumbling and unable to stand properly. Once you were out of the coffee shop, he eased up, and you pulled away and attempted to look slightly less rumpled. Emile was nowhere in sight, probably inside apologizing, or he’d be here soon.

“Thanks,” you sighed while Kalpas stood glaring at the shop as though it would catch fire form his gaze alone. “That was quick thinking; pretending we’re a couple,” you gave a smile that lasted only for a split second before that burning gaze was directed towards you. The heat behind it was still just as furious on you as it had been on the shop, and Kalpas’ voice was just as angry.

“What?”

You blinked, confused at his question, but the second you opened your mouth, he spoke again. “What do you mean ‘pretend.’”

“We’re not—”

“Like hell we’re not dating. I’ve been trying to ask you out for—” he cut himself off and held his hand up, counting the fingers one by one. Covering your mouth, you tried desperately to stifle your laughter. This was a very serious conversation after all. “Four months! How have you not noticed?! Flirting with some ba—”

“Why didn’t you just say something?” you through back to all the time you’ve spent with Kalpas, but you truly couldn’t find any evidence he liked you as more than a sparring partner.

“You…” his voice was low and dripped with rage, only trailing off when he couldn’t find the words to tell you just how pissed he was.

“Remember every time I stabbed him at dinner?” Emile came out of the coffee shop, drink in hand. His cup had a little heart on it along with a phone number, but you weren’t going to question it. “I was trying to avoid this from happening.” He gestured between you and Kalpas.

“Now that the cats out of the bag, do you think we could skip all the arguing and go straight to you two getting along? Brian and I want to go on a date next week, and if you two come with, I won’t have to worry about someone setting the base on fire.” Emile sent Kalpas a side eye that was not helping the situation. “Plus, it’ll be a cute double date,” he sent you a grin, and you knew what Emile really meant. He just wanted to watch you and Kalpas flounder on your first date. Unfortunately for him, you were just as cruel and fully intended to make him miserable for trying to make you look like a fool.

“Sure!” you gave an uncharacteristically sweet smile, “sounds great!” Kalpas didn’t know what you both were planning, but he knew you well enough to not want any part of it.

“Stop that,” he growled, and you and Emile both looked over to him. “Go on your own damn date or your boyfriend will be nothing more than a pile of ash.” Emile waved off the threat even though both of you could feel the temperature around you rising.

“Yeah, yeah, I get it. I’m just sick of watching you two be idiots.”

“It’s your fault!” Kalpas fumed and took a threatening step forward, only stopping because you grabbed his hand on the way.

“This has all been wonderfully entertaining, but I never got my coffee, so can we go back in now?” You smiled at both men, and almost shivered with how suddenly the temperature dropped now that Kalpas wasn’t about to strangle someone. He scoffed as though he didn’t want to go head inside but held your hand tighter and was the first to start walking.

“That bartender better have it still,” he grumbled.

“He’s a barista and my boyfriend!” Emile was practically pouting next to you, making you laugh. Kalpas squeezed your hand silently, refusing to look at you. He’d never say it out loud, but if he got to hold your hand and hear your laugh like this, even if it was just once…

Those four months of waiting and five failed attempts at confessing were all worth it.

I am legally obligated to include "get lost" in every story at least once. Also I'm thinking specifically about that conversation Kalpas has with Mei where she asks how many Herrscher's he's killed and this man starts counting on his toes. I love dumb fiery man. Thank you SO MUCH for reading! I hope you enjoyed the story, and the editing wasn't too horrendous. <3