#IT IS SO MUCH FUN GOD I MISS CHUCKY

[tenitchyfingers]

ok but fr I think Stu and Billy should be parents and be actually really loving and soft parents to Sam, while literally gutting everyone else and being protective like animals and hey so what if Sam comes out to them as queer? I could finally use my favorite line from the Chucky show, "I'm a murderer, not a monster" which god, Don Mancini you are such a real one for that

[ynbabe]

Batfam x male reader

Jason: How did you know there would be an extra uniform in the bag?

Tim: Everyone knows flight attendants are required to carry extra uniforms, in case they get called to work unexpectedly.

Dick: Or if something happens to the one they're already wearing.

Tim: Everyone does not know that. How did you both know that?

Roy (yes he’s a bat now, no idgaf abt queen): Worked airport security.

Jason and Y/n: *Simultaneously* Slept with a flight attendant.

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Jason: *sighs* I have no friends...

Y/n:

Y/n: *coughs* Bitch, what am I? A roach?!

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Tim: I can’t go, Dick’s mad at me 

Y/n: Why?

Tim: Well there was too many people watching on the Netflix account so I texted him and told him to check the news ‘cause Batman was dead and when he saw I was lying he couldn’t get back onto the Netflix because I had taken his spot

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Jason: [on the phone] Hey do you remember when I said that me and Y/n were gonna have a calm night out?

Steph: Yes?

Jason: How much bail money do you have?

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Jason: [takes off his shirt and jumps into a fighting stance] Fight me you bitch

Y/n: [picks up Harley’s shirt and puts it on] What’s your next move?

Jason: Wait what-? Gimme my shirt back

Y/n: No you’ve made your decision 

Jason: L/n I’m cold

Y/n: Should’ve worn a shirt then

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Dick: Damian loves the outdoors

Dick: That time we went camping he was like Mowgli running around those woods

Dick: I swear Y/n, he was that happy that I honestly thought about just leaving him there

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Y/n: Are you all caught up on homework?

Tim: I have a project due on Tuesday and I’m not saying I haven’t started but if you ask to see what I’ve done so far there wouldn’t be anything 

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Y/n: Pete, why did you put syrup on the shopping list?

Steph: Cause I like syrup

Y/n: Yes but now it’s all sticky

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Y/n, serious: Don't go falling in love with me

Jason, also serious: Yeah, that's not a problem

*A few days later*

Jason: *yelling as he runs to Dick's room* DICK, I HAVE A PROBLEM

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Dick: Do NOT drink the night before the awards ceremony 

Jason: Yeah yeah, be on time, don’t mess things up

Dick: NO. Alfred’s booked a bagpipe choir. You do NOT want to be hungover for a bagpipe choir

Y/n: Oh fuck

Dick: We’ll go out AFTER the ceremony

Dick: When the bagpipe choir has left the premises 

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Y/n: Tim got so drunk last night he puked all over my living room

Tim: It was the laughing! You made me laugh and I threw up!

Jason: Yeah it wasn’t the nine vodka sodas, it was the laughing

Y/n: “Oh my god! I drank so much laughter before this!”

Tim: 

Jason: You owe us a new rug

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Y/n: [climbing down the side of the building]

Tim: Y/n!

Tim: Y/n come back! You’re gonna miss your cocoa!

Y/n: [in the distance] I know!

Tim: Well can I have it then?

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Jason, after getting Tim duty: Horror movies don’t scare Tim

Dick: But Chuckie is so creepy though

Tim, spending wayyy to much time on Y/n with this: If I had to fight Chuckie I’d stand in an open field and kick him like a soccer ball every time he came towards me

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Y/n: We need to find Dami, do you have a picture of him?

Tim: No but I can draw him from memory 

Tim: How tall is he? Like 2 feet?

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Y/n: Have fun at your party

Tim: Thanks

Y/n: You know what they say: “Liquor before beer, never fear. Don’t do heroin”

 Tim: It’s a parent-controlled sociale for rich kids in Gotham I’ll be back before 9

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Y/n: Fuck sake Bruce you said I had to babysit one kid

[Dick, Jason, Steph, Cass, Tim, Duke and Damian waving]

Bruce: They don’t exactly come separately... and you only need to look after Damian

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Y/n: [waking up from a near death injury] You were scared

Jason: Nah, I was waiting to inherit your millions

Y/n: Let me know where you find them, huh?

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Bruce: Can’t you leave Damian alone?

Tim: I got all the Justice league, young justice, teen titans, titans, everyone at WE and a bunch of interns to sign this notebook I had and then I wrote “Sign here if you think Damian is stupid” on the cover

Tim: He almost cried 

Tim: It was great

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Dick: Kid, could I have a moment in private with Y/n?

Tim: Sure, I’ll just plug my ears and sing an old sea shanty

Dick: Wait-

Tim: There once was a ship that went to sea-

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Tim, crushing on Y/n: Can I just say that I’d love to listen to you talk about Hell all afternoon Y/n

Jason, dating y/n and having met in hell: And can I just say that if I had my guns right now I’d shoot myself

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Y/n: Uhhh

Damian: *scoffs*

Y/n: You want a beer?

Dick: He's ten!

Y/n: I don't know, what am I supposed to do with him!?

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Damian: I wanna ride a horse

Y/n: Alright sweetie here’s the horse

Damian: That’s a horse? 

Damian: [picks up book] I thought this was a horse?

Y/n: Damian that’s a cow

Damian: I wanna ride that

Steph: Me moo

Y/n: You’re not helping 

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Tim, clearly drunk: I don’t even know how to drink! I’ve never had one! Like what do you even mix vodka with?

Y/n: A straw

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Y/n, at a PTM meeting: Wait- that guy is the bullying you?

Cass, under strict orders from Bruce not to fight: Hmm 

Y/n, knowing Bruce can’t say shit to him: [powering up] Not my first human, doubt it will be my last 

[weirdstuffinthewoods]

Bride of Chucky

A Review

Ronny Yu made the correct choice working with the one and only father of Chucky, Don Mancini. I feel like Don's seamless continuing control over the Chucky franchise paired with Ronny Yu's absolute lack of knowledge of the Chucky franchise (and his love of the monster) made for a one-of-a-kind franchise installment.

Writing- 5/5

This entire script takes the snark we know Chucky for and dials it up by giving him a dominating sparring partner in Tiffany Valentine. There are some jokes that kinda feel needless (repeating the "what a crock" joke only got an "eeh" out of me), but Voodoo for Dummies?

And lines like:

"For God's sake Chucky, drag yourself into the 90s"

"Martha Stewart can kiss my shiny plastic butt!"

When Chucky tells Tiffany to "act natural" and this is her response

The entire weird sex scene conversation that 100% does happen in a film about two sentient dolls? It was only a matter of time before we got here, let's be honest.

The addition of Tiffany Valentine allows for a totally valid reason to shake things up- creative kills, high-speed freeway chases with two DOLLS holding two whole adult humans hostage, and the film's only gay character (spoiler but RIP David) getting absolutely blasted by an 18-wheeler for no reason other than Don probably just realized the cast needed to shrink real quick.

Special mention-

The honeymoon suite kill scene. Yeah, it looks a little cheesy, but you best believe before I was old enough to watch horror movies, my older cousin was telling me about this scene in vivid, terrifying detail (much scarier than reality, but what can you do?)

Soundtrack- 4.5/5

Living Dead Girl starts this movie off with a bang and a moment I haven't forgotten for one second of my spooky sapphic life. These are the moments in which horror icons are made.

The soundtrack is mostly upbeat drums and chugging guitar riffs which I loved (it especially added to the freeway chase) I just didn't go full 5 stars because I didn't notice it as much as I'd want to in a party movie like this (because yes, if I ever do host a halloween party I will be popping in this exact VHS to play on repeat).

Also shout out to my boy, Graeme Revell. Been a legend since The Crow in my eyes (but also for so much iconic 80s and 90s horror....and Sharkboy and Lavagirl) and I'll always get excited when I see that name in the credits!

Effects- 4.75/5

First let me say Chucky looks fantastic. Can he emote as well as Tiffany with those pencil-thin eyebrows? Maybe not but this is the opus version of Chucky, so.

The animatronics are still my favorite thing to watch in a Chucky film because you forget that these aren't sentient dolls almost constantly (except when Chucky's body double is crawling on all fours- that's some nightmare fuel). Their faces are so expressive (for rubber doll faces) and there's even a shot of Tiffany walking across the floor of a Winnebago (maybe?) without a wire in sight! Oh, how far we've come.

The effects in some scenes are a little cheesy (the honeymoon suite kill, the gross, fleshy title card, etc) but it's easily overlooked because Chucky and Tiffany are by far the main event of the sfx team.

Extra ratings?

Queerness-3/5

Written by an out gay man, HELLO!

Alexis Arquette!! Easily the second-hottest person in this movie, I loved seeing her camp it up (in a masc role, but goths love to play with androgyny so I'll take it) as the try-hard Damien.

This also unexpectedly features the gbff trope usually reserved for rom-coms in David, a guy whose queerness isn't painfully exaggerated like some portrayals were at the time, and who's probably the most level-headed of the bunch.

RIP, -2 because David got blasted by a big rig and not in the fun way.

Bride of Frankenstein retelling 5/5

It's pretty obvious on rewatch, but this is a whole Bride of Frankenstein retelling. It even follows the title convention (I tell my younger self who completely missed the comparison). I haven't read the dissections of the original that explain why the bride is a metaphor, but in a more literal sense, this Bride has the power unlike her predecessor. Even though she falls in with a toxic ex, she has autonomy and pushes back, eventually sort of kind of helping the two teens (who are not interesting enough to put in this review) stop Chucky. And she gives birth to a weird demon baby while mostly charred through a non-stretch plastic vagina so. That's pretty metal.

Tiffany Valentine 11/5

TIFFANY VALENTINE THE WOMAN THAT YOU ARE

THE COSTUMING

THE TRAILER SET DRESSING

But most of all the performance!!!

I may be looking through heart eyes, but I'm not wrong!

Overall, Bride of Chucky will never not be one of my favorites. The addition of Jennifer Tilly allowed the Child's Play series (and all future iterations), to have fun, but to also play with the tone of its installments. Seed of Chucky and the Chucky series tend to focus on Chucky (and friends)'s humanity and personalities, whereas Curse and Cult of Chucky take the franchise back to an exciting, sometimes scary, and eventually openly queer and complicatedly sapphic place. Ignoring the reboot (which he was thankfully not responsible for), Don Mancini's got quite a legacy going, and Ronny Yu had a key part in that.

[slashingdisneypasta]

Hannah's (Top 5) Favourite Horror Movies

It's so hot today and I already did all my laundry, so this took my mind away! ^^ Here are my favourite horror movies and (some of) my favourite quotes from them)! I love these movies so so much!! God they're so good!! I could see all these a hundred times XD Some fun facts about the movies and me watching them, cuz I can, under the cut.

◇ In The Last Showing, Robert Englund was apparently able to 'not worry about' his bald spot?? I love that for him.

◇ I just love Chucky's Cuckoo's Nest reference XD

◇ When I had a huge crush on Sheriff Hoyt (don't judge me, you fools), I was consuming everything I could find of him on the bus one day-- and completely missed my stop and ended up far, far, away from where I wanted to be 😅 It was a hot day, too! 😅😅 XD Oops.

◇ My favourite quite from 3 From Hell is actually a Baby quote- I just couldn't fit on the gif: Look, suit; I gotta do what I gotta do. It's my rules or the Grim Reaper comes a-rollin' thru in a big black Cadillac; "Hey, bitch; hop in!" You dig?

◇ The Stepfather always makes me crave some good, gooey peanut butter toast. Yes, that is what he's eating when he's walking oh-so-casually through the home he just brutally killed his entire family in. No, I don't wanna discuss it with a therapist. Thank you.

[moonstone27ls]

Chucky season 3...

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I warned you.....

Sooo quite a bit happened. Some of it felt crazy, maybe it was rushed. But considering they went through a writers' strike, etc. And its Chucky in general, I kinda let some of it slide. It was still a decent season. And I'm hoping they'll give it a fourth season. Especially since it ended on a cliff hanger.

Ep 6 was pretty decent. I mostly felt sorry for Henry, poor kid was manipulated so badly and all that he saw. He's gonna need a lot of therapy.

I almost can not get over that out of all the things Chucky wanted he wanted to blow up the North Pole, just to ruin the kids belief in Santa. In fact his last words were "Fuck Santa".

Bigger picture wise (yes I know its a horror/comedy but I still have a right to nitpick 8B)... I am a LITTLE surprised that the military did not even remotely question the "President"'s orders to blow up those designations. You would think one would be "Uhh... sir why the North Pole?". I mean you'd think one person would question whats happening the moment they hear him go "Abort" later that it should been a big red flag to turn EVERYTHING off.

And also.... though its the North Pole and climate change in all.... still feel there should have been some effect from blowing up the North Pole oO;. What I dunno. I'm not a scientist but still should have done something.

Ep 7: Feel like the Underworld was a nod/or inspiration from Beetlejuice lobby scene. And I dunno if its because they're all "ghosts" still... a bit confused why Chucky's victims were there with Damballa. Since you know they assuming didn't worship him.But I enjoyed the scene still.

I really did enjoy his banter with his god. Lol Damballa's own surprise to hear he killed the President. And he's "Oh well of course I wasn't paying attention, YOU cheated on me with other gods".

Though... and yes I'm nitpicking. Chucky's other chance... Damballa said he needed to kill without a body. I thought it was already achieved when he killed the three people at the seance... but I guess Jake's killing in the next ep still counted? Or maybe that was just an ad on for "kill counts". And as confused as I am where G.G. stands (good/or villain wise). I did like the message they left their mother

Then we get onto the finale... as much as it was interesting to see world of the dead/limbo, etc (I dunno). It honestly felt a bit obvious it was a trap. Why... because as much as Jake kept stressing there was "good chucky".

That was technically brainwashing. Brainwashing that was never really proven/or even successful. Cause... they did that in what in a couple of days. That can take weeks or months, maybe years. Not to mention all the other Chuckys. I dunno don't think thats how death works. But this was probably more fun I guess.

Did enjoy Jake's scene with him forgiving his dad. Though I do feel they missed a good opportunity for him to make up with all his family. His uncle, aunt and even Junior. (cousin) Junior I think especially considering, Junior died with no resolution between his animosity with Jake. Yes, yes I know Lexy "love". Butt doesn't scrape off the kid died with issues. He murdered his father (whom he had daddy issues). He spent his last days either bullying/or hating his cousin. Whom from I can see Jake didn't hate him, it was like his dad. He just hated how he was being treated.

But oh well, maybe they couldn't reach the actors/or didn't have time.

Not entirely surprised the CIA group would bomb the house to "cover up things". Would be shocked/or sadden by the medium Timmy dying... but he was only there two eps. The impact isn't as strong/or surprising. Did enjoy Pyrce was somewhat haunted by the ghosts before he died. I dunno feels almost poetic. Though it was cute Grant saw the ghost of his father holding hands with his baby brother Joseph... felt so sad/or bittersweet.

Then there's Tiff's escape.... uhh don't get me wrong I was okay. She's practically part of Chucky's entourage. And I'm not shocked she'd get out/maybe even reunite. Its just the continual luck that baffles me. I mean again this Chucky, so I went with it. But still lol.

She was so adamant about having those dolls. Making it implied she needed them or her spells wouldn't work(though I always find it strange her "dolls" influence feelings is a stretch). But literally they all come to her without even touching them. And if its the case they're all acting odd, you'd think someone family/or staff would notice oO. And I'm not buying that a random convict is that good of a shot at killing a sniper. Lol but I guess Chucky's gotta have his kill count.

And also how DID Tiffany know to come RIGHT to Wendell's house or that he'd be there oO. Had they been talking about that plan and when? But oh well. They brought back Chuck/Tiff which I'm okay with. There aren't that many "horror" couples and I feel they just kinda fit. Like a horror verse of Dr Girlfriend/Monarch.

I admit it was cute they actually tried to make these two like normal parents. And were nostalgic about G.G and wished to hear from them.

Then we have Caroline.... guys I'll say it again I have mixed feelings with her. And I'm gonna give fair warning, this is MY observation. I know I don't speak for a whole community. This is just from what I HAVE seen and read from other commentators on such topic.

Now bigger picture. The evil kid trope is not shocking or even unheard of. Same for killer kid trope. And if done right, they become icons like Children from the Corn, Rhoda Penmark, Sadako, and Damien (young Damien). And no just to make obvious, I'm not expecting Caroline to be an automatic icon.

To explain better... its that she's been hinted to be autistic. And for that matter her automatic switch to evil while its not completely out of the blue... feels problematic. Again I am NOT autistic and I know I shouldn't get on a pedestal and rant about something I'm not a 100% familiar with. But I bring this up for one reason, (there might be others but this is the only one coming to mind) The Predator made in 2018. Several people were not fond of how the portrayal was used. Furthermore making her a killer/or would be killer felt like it was going with a bad trope/stereotype. Again this is my understanding.

Do I think Mancini did this on purpose? That he's being an ableist following a stereotype. I ... don't think so. But even good creators can make mistakes. I think for the most part... this feels bad because this came out of no where and had no development. From all acounts Caroline was a normal, sweet kid. That judging by the writing was struggling to be understood by her family.

Yes that part I got. Cause I can imagine its tough for parents with a child thats most likely autistic, while the other one isn't (Lexy). Yes she ignored some of Chucky's violent stuff. But with no REAL development you can chalk it up to she's just a kid. Orr yes they'll just go "oh she's autistic".

In all honesty her going to the "dark side" was more of a plot twist for season 2. HAD we seen actual signs or development it'd be different. Show Caroline showing a big interest in dissection or tormenting animals. Have her be actual violent. We've seen Chucky influence children. They could have done that, SHOW Chucky telling her how to think. Show her enjoying it/or even questioning before giving in. But up until then we had NOTHING.

So her abandoning her family because Chucky told. So her "thats why I never fit in" and "this is who I am now". While I don't think Mancini meant to bring a bad representation. But without real development or something. It just looks like "oh she was evil cause she's autistic". That this is who I am moment just feels like a BAD allegory for autism. Sooo.. yeah have mixed feelings on Caroline.

But all my griping aside. Thats not to say I didn't love this show. No it was still good. The effects were great, you still had feels for the First family. Anddd we still had everyone alive. And although I'm sure some were hoping we'd get Andy and Kyle. I'm okay with it. Because it means they're still alive. And thats all I want. I want the originals to still be alive. If Mancini wants them to retire and let the new kids handle evil, thats also fine. Just don't kill off the original kid heroes.

Then we have the unknownnnnn.... SEASON 4!! Will we get it? Hope so cause that was a cliffhanger and I hate cliffhangers, lol.

Is there anything I want for season 4 if its greenlighted. Uh... I dunno. I'm okay with Chucky getting away (I'm sorta use to it from watching Elm street and Jason movies). Killer dies, comes back or you get a clear hint of sequels but heroes are still alive so you can be happy.

I know there are rumors? or confirmation Mancini was given a greenlight to make another Chucky movie. But as the show, if he wants to continue it I'm all for it. I would just like one episode to have Robert Englund. Cause I heard rumors of a Freddy/Chucky crossover. And while I don't know if it'd work for a movie. I think its a great chance for a season/or at least couple of episodes. Get Englund and Dourif together before I dunno they get/or feel too old to voice the roles again. Yes I said voice, cause I can imagine 76 yearold Englund might not wanna go through that make up process again. I dunno get a double to wear it and let him voice act. Fiona did her dad's "younger self".

Keep Tiff/Chuck together. Let Andy and Kyle live. I would like to see G.G. just at best to know what are they? Evil? Good? Good but you can't poke too much cause they'll go Norman Bates on you. Let Nica... let Nica get therapy oO;;. Poor gal couldn't win this season.

I don't have much aspirations for our new gen of heroes. They're okay but most of their conflicts feel resolved (aside from cliff hanger)... so yeah I guess skip them. Though I do wanna know what they did with their bodies. For that matter Tiff's ... no Jennifer to go back to her old body... so does that mean she just died?

Figure out... what the heck do they plan to do with Caroline. The rant I just wrote aside... what is there to do? Kill her off? Send her to a home for delinquents? No seriously I dunno.

[fanficwriter284]

This Is Me

Ok....this is the fic I was talking about earlier with Chuck and Chelsea.

The youngest of the Rays had begun to grow curious with each passing year about her family, where she wanted to know where they came from, who they were, and why she had vermilion locks when photos of her fathered showed him having chestnut waves, and only now having red hair. It simply didn't add up. She intended to conference with her dad about the subject....but he wasn't much of a talker, ESPECIALLY when it came to himself or his past. He'd usually responded with a grunt or a Later Sweetie. But now he was unoccupied reading a book. She knew that her father was....deranged...and about the interesting hobbies he and her mother indulged in but it just didn't add up.

"Hey Dad?"

"Yeah Munchkin?"

"....where do come from? And how come in all the old photos you have dark brown hair? And I know you don't dye it red because your hair naturally grows like that....and where did you get those scars? Did you fall into a shredder or something? "

"...uh well....sorta"

Chucky flashed back to him falling down that enormous cliff and straight into that large industrialized fan, he shuttered at the memory, by far one of his most painful deaths.

"You could say that"

"Dad....seriously"

Chucky sighed, his youngest always had that talent of guilt-tripping him, just by the disappointed tone of his voice. At least she bothered interacting with him on a daily, the twins were grown, and Glenda no longer referred to him as Daddy, simple Dad. As much as he hated to admit it, it hurt like hell. Glen was always cooped up in the room, chatting with Dylan, and focusing on school. His babies were grown up.....and he missed them....but he knew they wanted to live their own lives.....make their own choices...date...have fun...and he respected that....so he needed to savor these last few moments with his youngest they sure as hell wouldn't last forever...and if he didn't provide answers, that bond would only grow weaker.

He went to his and Tiffany's room and sat her down on the mattress.

"....Well....I.....I--I don't know how to explain it....maybe I should go get your ma--"

The youngest grabbed his hand looking into his eyes begging him.

"Please.....just....just tell me"

".....I'ma sound insane...but....me, your mom, oh god....well...we we're....well dolls......well let's just start from the beginning.....when I was first human....I was shot down....and I--I was dying....so I transered my soul into a doll....I KNOW that sounds crazy....but just bear with me.....after failing of trying to become human....I met up with your mom.....of 10 years.....I---I got pissed and put her in a bride doll....and we had Glen and Glenda.....and we uh....just found our way here.....and later......we.....uh....well.....oh god how do I saw this.....we fused....with humans.....and now.....here we are"

Chelsea just sat froze....feeling her blood boil.....did he tink she was stupid...that she couldn't handle the truth...that he had to make up this whole story....

"....you don't want to tell me the truth FINE....just.....I don't know what to even say to that....do you think I'm fucking stupid"

"Of course not....and it's the truth"

"Yeah right....a doll? Really? Where is this "doll" then?"

"I fused with it.....I--I don't--"

"That's what I thought"

Chucky gently grabbed her hand, and lightly pulled her towards him. He opened a box revealing photos of his past self....even a photo of him holding the twins when they we're younger.

"........"

"....."

"Y----You weren't lying"

".....no...I wasn't......this is me Chelsea...."

[lilicohirukoma]

Dead Meat Horror Awards liveblog cuz why not

- fuck yeah production budget, love the ghostface intro

- masters of scare-monies lmaooo

- fr the movies this year were sooo good and agreed horror needs more recognition

- i am fucking this cheeseburger UP Chef Slowik would be proud

- yay for the montage, i got lots of movie recs with it last year

- which also means nay for not naming the movies in the montage like they did last year

- but yeah hoping for at least one award for Black Phone, The Menu and Orphan (Nope and X too)

- MICK FOLEY FUCK YEAAAHHH

- damn he lost an ear????

- I don't understand a lot abt stunts so no strong opinions, shout out to all nominees

- admitting to a horror sin: I don't like Scream

- YESSSSS I GOT ONE RIGHTTT

- we are only on the second category and I finished my food 😔 shouldve listened to the guide and gotten some popcorn

- WHAT HAPPENS IN MEN? 😟

- again idk a lot abt digital effects so shout out to all the nominess

- shout out to all the nominees in general it's just that I have stronger opinions on other categories

- I want to watch Werewolf by Night now

- Yup Nope deserved it, didn't consider Gordy as a digital effect so makes sense in hindsight

- JASON AND TOM 💕

- Girl I hauled ass downstairs and back to put away my empty plate. My roommates probably thought I was getting chased by a demon

- I almost voted for X bc Dutch people were involved lol

- Understandable win, congrats Mad God

- YEESSSSSSS DEVON!!!!! CHUCKY NATION REPRESENT!!!!!!

- Are these awards only for movies? If no why no Chucky noms?

- Art the Clown-Bolton

- Is that Pete Davidson?

- Love The Menu but their kills were a bit meh

- But yeah Jeremy vs Star Lasso for me

- DAVE GROHL??? I need to watch Studio 666 now

- Deserved win

- THEY GOT MATTHEW LILLARD????

- Love me a crazy cult leader, wouldn't mind seeing Slowik win

- ESTHER PLS I WANT ESTHER TO WIN

- I voted for Pearl bc she is more likely to win (and would deserve the win) but god please Esther

- Grabber was slay too but not the best of the year imo

- Mia Goth's voice takes me out every time it's so unexpected

- Girl what........ what..... seriously?

- No shade to everyone involved w Art but... what the fuck really?

- Put me in the In Memoriam I'm pissed

- Didn't know some of these people died, for all: Rest in Peace/May their memory be a blessing

- LESLIE JORDAN I MISS YOU SO MUCH

- LANCE REDDING WAS PAPA LEGBA?? I'M SORRY I DIDNT KNOW

- when are we getting a podcast episode on AHS

- oh damn this category is getting tough already

- yeah I'm okay with anyone winning good job y'all

- oh damn we are already 45 minutes in

- congrats Rory

- Ok y'all can make it right give it to Mia

- Barbara Krampton ❤️

- Hearing the word Creepypasta in 2023 snatched my soul out of my body I need a moment

- Oooo I'm gonna have to watch Sissy

- I love Regina Hall so might have to watch Master too

- GET THIS CLOWN OFF MY SCREEN IM STILL MAD AT HIM

- Mia or Amber OR ELSE /j

- I love Keke tho!!

- YESSSS MIA YOURE A STAR

- I am SO curious to see what Jordan Peele is going to do next

- Hope it goes to Ti West tho

- Okay yeah Jordan deserves it too

- We already got this horror needs to be appreciated speech

- Idk of I like this long list of nominees, I find myself losing interest a lot and that is a disservice to the nominees

- Istg if it's Halloween Ends-

- Aren't all of these movies American? Why are they now suddenly mentioning nationalities?

- But yeah Orphan isn't going to win but I want it to

- Pearl's dad deserved better

- Chad's Revenge looks really fun I'm gonna have to watch this one too

- Not Scream Not Scream Not Scream

- ALL THESE MOVIES ARE AMERICAN STOP SAYING AMERICAN FILM

- Oh he did actually stop. My power 💅

- Pearl is just that girl!!

- Love Mike Flanagan 💜

- I hope the Black Phone wins, this movie had me in awe in the cinema

- THE DIRECTOR FOR BODIES IS DUTCH??? NEVERMIND BODIES BODIES BODIES SWEEP

- Yeah idk Fresh just doesn't interest me

- THE MENU FUCK YEAHHH

- Considering Nope won fan I hope it won't win

- DUTCH?? Alright I'll watch Speak No Evil

- Are you.... for real?? Way to end the ceremony on a low note

[puppetlefty]

So the bear is turning 10, same age as half its fandom if not older. And I wanted to talk about it.

I’ve been in this fandom since 2014. I was in the worst corners of the fandom consuming the strangest content while Scott popped out games every few months. 2015 was probably my favorite FNAF year. So much good shit and so much weird shit. How could you not love it?

I never wavered from being a fan of these games, yeah I got bullied in elementary and middle school for liking it. But after security breach came out when I was in high school and heard everyone talk about it, I was a little confused the same kids who made fun of me for liking it now love it I guess.

Enough of me being salty that was *checks calendar* holy shit almost 3 years ago… wow.

Anyways. despite me having a deep hatred for the new fandom, that doesn’t mean much whenever I adore the games so much. There’s only one game I don’t like, it’s security breach. But I bet you saw that coming. Even that game had a banger dlc, and I don’t really blame steelwool anymore ever since Scott admitted that it was his fault lol

But I love these games, I really do. I miss being 10 and wearing my very VERY old bonnie the bunny plushie t shirt to a chucky cheese and the workers there said “nice shirt” every time I passed them.

And even last year seeing the FNAF movie, even tho I didn’t like it at all, felt so surreal. This stupid bear game got a god damn movie after 9 years. I’m seeing it with all my friends for my birthday. This is amazing.

So, happy birthday FNAF. You were good. Like really good. And despite what I might say sometimes, I never want you to go away.

[popculturebuffet]

Next up for Nickelodeon era of shows, who is your favorite character from each of the early to mid 2000s Nicktoons shows you've seen like: The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron Boy Genius, Chalk Zone, All Grown Up, My Life as a Teenage Robot, Danny Phantom, Catscatch, The X's, and Avatar the Last Airbender?

Jimmy Neutron: This is the entry for jimmy neutron... gotta blast.. arf arf you know the rest. Faviorite character is Hugh, an easy pick I know, he was in ASB1 for a reason, but the fact the man can make any scene memorable by opening his mouth says something. Sheen is a close second. The show itself is great and having rewatched an episode recently, stay posted for that review, I was reminded how.. timeless it feels, it's 50 sci fi feel meaning that apart from some slight age on the cgi, it feels like it could slot in anywhere in time. It's got great jokes, a standout cast, and a really intresting lead who does screw up but more because he thinks he knows everything rather than being a jerk as is sometimes common in cartoons.

Chalk Zone: Hi hi hi to you all, who else could I pick i'ts gotta ne skrawl. Intriguing origin, hell of an introduction and a silky singing voice. It's concept was a tad dated even for the time, but I love chalkzone too much, from said concept allowing for endlessly creative ideas, to giving a character godlike powers in a way that isn't SUPER op. Truly great show, dearly miss it and i'm sad it probably won't be back in some form.

All Grown Up: I really wanna shout it out all grown up with you. God this block is stacked. Dil is the easy winner here. His plot lines were always funny, his weird friendship with vice principal pangborn that evolves from "He thinks their freinds" to "Actually they kinda are", and his easy charm: he gets flak from the twins for being weird as shit.. and just lets it bounce off either not noticing or more likely not carring. As for the series as a whole.. i'ts pretty good from what i remmeber. Admitley the kids ages are weird, probably should've bumped them up to all being 12, but the series itself is a lot of fun: it's neat seeing where everyone ended up, having Kimi and Dill get fleshed out more as characters, and see how they've changed and what hasn't. (I.e. Phil's still gross, but lil is growing out of it, Chucky's still anxious but ti's now more social anxiety, tommy's curosity has turned to filmaking. ) I'ts good stuff and something I should revisit , and should watch on this blog at some point.

My Life As a Teenage Robot: Her teenage robot, life. And this one was a bit hard. The series honestly has a great suply of characters but my pick is.. armagedroid. A bit left field as he basically has one appearnce.. but it's such a great concept: a giant robot designed to bring peace.. but not able to do so without destroying everything and his fight with Jenny is easily the series best as she's down to her HEAD fighting this monstrosity. The series itself is genius and one of Nick's best and how it was treated sucks hard. Jenny is a likeable, fun protaganist who will screw up, being a teen at all but in relatable ways, nicely blending slice of life teen issues with high concept robot shenanigans. I also like Brad quite a bit being a fun sidekick with extra points for not being shipped with the protaganist because 'THAT'S WHAT YOU DO I GUESS'. NOt saying it can't work (if we get to disney they had easily the best around this same time period), but god was it overdone. The series itself wasn't, having art deco style for days and is in need of a revivial stat.

Danny Phantom: Gonna catch em all because he's danny phantom gonna.. you get the bit. Vlad. Nick's best villian ever, and the perfect green goblin to danny's spider-man. His episodes tended to be the series best and martin mull, rip, was a dream as him. The series itself is a stellar superhero show, probably the best of this excellent era for them. It has some age spots (most of these shows do, you may sense a pattern), but it's a great action show with nice continuity, a killer rogues gallery and a nice sense of progression. It's top tier and reviewing a good chunk of it has only helped my opinon.

Catscratch: LALALALALALA CATSCRATTTTCHHH. This is one I need to revisit as I don't remember it well but it has an all star voice cast up front. I mean it has Wayne Knight , Kevin McDonald, and Rob Paulsen as your leads and Maurice LaMarche and Liliana Mumy as your supporting cast. What else do you need?

The X's: don't really have one. This isn't a bad one I just.. dont' remember it hardly at all other than having a great art style.

Avatar the Last Airbender; Sokka. Your faviorite jokey hot mess boy wins this one easier than he should> He was one of my faviorites as a kid, that stands now, Sokka deserved better in Korra. We deserved to see his kids if any. The show itself is one i've been meaning to revisit for years now and is one of Nick's best period: Gorgeous, has one of the best built worlds in fiction, well plotted aside from a few filler feeling episodes (Which i'm gunshy on as Steven Universe got this accusation FAR too often. You can't call every episode that's a break from the main plot filler.. but you can call some of avatar's side adventures filler for sure), including the one they outright mocked, and some shipping issues that were fine when I was a kid but now aged badly, everything else is immaculate and makes for good tv. There's a reason both this show had a second wave of popularity form netflix, and that both it's sequel and reamake have struggled to reach this level. Though Korra as we'll ge tto is still pretty good. More on that later.

[nyikondlovu]

“Devon's at Charles Lee Ray’s house.” Jake dejectedly tells his blonde friend. He feels dizzy, like he’s fading in and out of consciousness. “And he’s not picking up. SHIT!”

Is this what they mean when they say your heart drops?

When they say your world is thrown off its axis?

“Jake!” He’s thrown back into the now by Lexy’s shout directed at him.

The blonde girl looks at him and asks in concern; “Are you okay?”

Honestly speaking, he doesn’t know and he says such as he looks at Devon’s picture on his phone. The photo is one he took when he caught the other boy mid laugh, his eyes closed and face lit up. Shaking the memory of the sound of his laugh out of his mind, Jake presses the ‘call’ option again.

No answer.

Lexy comes closer to him and rests her hand on his shoulder, “he’s gonna be fine. C’mon it’s Dev. If anyone is going to survive a homicidal supernaturally possessed doll, it’s him.” she comforts with an attempt at levity as she requests an Uber to the childhood home of said homicidal doll.

“What if we get there too late?” Jake can literally feel his anxiety spiking and starts pacing. “I can't lose Devon Lexy, I won't. I refuse to.” he rambles.

He keeps calling Devon's phone until finally:

“Hey-”

“My God Devon, I’ve-”

“You've reached Devon Evans. I can’t answer my phone right now so text me instead, bye!”

“FUCK” Jake shouts into his speaker before pressing too hard on the screen as he hangs up.

Jake’s pacing now, unable to stand still

‘He’s all that keeps me going.

God Dev, what were you thinking?!’ the curly haired boy internally monologs.

Everything around him is nothing but white noise. Everything falls away; Chucky, Lexy, the deaths, all of it as the only thing in the front of his mind is Devon.

He's looking out the Cross’s kitchen window as if willing the Uber to arrive quicker.

‘I need you to be fine, Dev. There’s so much I haven't said to you..’

In an attempt to control his hyperventilating and rushing thoughts, Jake Wheeler turns to lean on one of the counters and the Good Guy Doll he got from the bus station catches his eye.

‘It’s fucking mocking me. It knows how much Devon means to me and it’s having a laugh at my precious Devon's expense.’ he glares at the red headed doll in front of him.

Lexy hasn't spoken in what feels like forever to Jake but in reality is less than two minutes.

“We’re gonna get Dev back. I promise you.”

Whirling his face around to look at her, he loudly asks “how? How can you promise that?”

at her silence his shoulders slump like a puppet whose strings were cut:

“I've done nothing but fail him this entire time, Lex’. No, it’s true.” he rushes to say when he sees her mouth open, probably to reassure him that he didn’t let the third member of their trio down.

Jake smiles to himself, “you know I can remember the first time I saw him? It was third grade, Mrs Williamson’s class, I wasn't the ‘school freak’ yet so I was sitting with some kid I can't even remember. Our elementary school principal walked in and told us we had a new classmate, then he came in and I swear Lexy something drew me to him..I immediately wanted to be his friend. to bask in his sunlight.” If he closes his eyes Jake swears he can just see little eight year old Devon, introducing himself without a hint of hesitation in his voice standing there beaming with two missing front teeth, a pink backpack with its straps on his tiny shoulders, fearless as always.

He doesn’t see it but Lexy has a smile of her own on her face. She might not remember the play by play but; she does remember Devon Evans being shown to sit next to her crush Logan Wheeler Jr and by the end of the day they were talking like they’d been friends for years, till this day seven years later.

“Yeah, he’s always been the most outgoing and kindest person in our grade. You know he’d sneak Jun-Jun a cookie everyday? Because your uncle had started him on this insane training diet and he wasn’t allowed anything fun. But little Devon Evans saw Junior eye a piece of candy one time and never forgot to bring extra sweets for him each and every day. Whether it be cake or a lollipop without fail he made sure that there was always something for Junior. He still does it to this day actually.” she affectionately reminisces.

Jake looks up at his friend, surprised at how fond she sounds, how thoughtful Devon has always been and how close it seems Junior and Devon actually are.

“A lot of Jun-Jun’s smiles lately are because of him if I’m being honest with myself. I haven’t been the kindest to him…or Dev…or you…or anyone really,” the oldest Cross daughter sadly chuckles to herself.

The tall 14 year old leans against the counter;

“The first time we sat together was the day you made that gofundme. I was listening to his podcast during lunch and he probably saw how sad I was and just walked up to my table, sat down THEN asked if he could sit there. I didn’t want him to know I was listening to Hackenslash so I said I was watching The Vampire Diaries.” he says, “he wanted me on his podcast to talk about bullying and all I did was yell at him and storm off? For wanting to help. Even then he defended Junior when I called him a bully. Which he is, or was I guess..I don’t really know anymore.”

The blonde bumps his shoulder with hers

“We’re gonna get him back, Jake.”

“We do that and what? I've still done nothing but let him down this past month Lexy. I've always wanted the courage to talk to him and now that I’m close to him all I do is take take take. The night of the fire he almost died too and the first thing he asked me about was how Junior was doing then he admitted he was glad I wasn’t at the party so I couldn’t get hurt. The day after Oliver's Halloween party he said he wished he could protect me. Even when he didn’t know what was going on with Chucky he was there making sure I was okay. The only person who asked or cared to be honest.”

After a brief silence he continues:

“Did you know he’d come out to his mom? And told her he liked me? I’d even asked him on a date then..” he trails off

“Then his mom died.”

“His mom died and I didn't even go to the fucking funeral. God Lexy if something happens to him, he wouldn’t know that I…that I love him because I haven't told him. He's probably terrified and feeling like he can’t hang on to the hope of us saving him because he thinks we don’t care about him.” the curly haired boy laments

“…We haven’t been the best of friends to him, have we?” Lexy finally states what they’ve been thinking.

Resolved to show Devon how cared for he is, Jake leaves his rucksack on the floor, puts in 987 Sherwood Lane into his map app and prepares to save the best thing in his life.

“Whoa, where are you going? The Uber isn't here yet,” Lexy tries to intercept him

“Alexandra, move. I’m not waiting a second more for that fucking Uber. I’ll walk there. Devon needs me NOW. Fuck the ride,” he says as he pushes past her and takes long purposeful strides to the front door when his and Lexy’s phones both ping.

The two share a look and with a furrowed thick dark brow, Jake turns back to look at his phone.

It's a picture.

a picture of Devon.

It's a picture of Devon and he’s tied up with duct tape over his mouth and his forehead is bleeding.

his Devon.

“I’m going to fucking tear that doll apart piece.by.fucking.piece for laying a plastic hand on him.” Jake growls, his anxiety replaced by fury.

Jake Wheeler is a man on a mission and that mission is to save Devon Evans no matter what, kill the fucking chucky doll and do whatever he can to make up for taking him for granted.

‘I’m coming, Dev. please, just hold on for me,’ he pleads, hoping Devon will somehow hear the promise and believe in that Jake cares so much to the point where he’d go into a psychotic murderous doll’s home by himself just to rescue and prove he would do anything for him.

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

❛ YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE ❜

✨ REQUEST: hermanikiiiiiii i wanted to request you the prompt number 1 with coco cruz!!thank you, love you muchisisimoooooo💕💕

✨ PROMPTS: “Wait, you love me? Like Garfield loves Lasagna?”

✨ MADE BY: Juls.

Gif credit: to my lovely @supervalcsi.

WORDS: about 2k.

❚❙ A/N: this writing hasn’t been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I’m sorry about that. If you find a description about body or a word out of place or something that makes you feel uncomfortable / unrepresented, let me know by a private message and I will change it delighted ❤

❚❙ JOHNNY ‘COCO’ CRUZ MASTERLIST.

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When you heard that Coco had been shot, your heart suddenly stopped. It was four days ago in some kind of dog's fight, as Chuckie told you at the scrapyard. Bishop needed someone to take care of him while they were investigating what happened, so you offered yourself without doubting it.

Much to your regret, you are only two good friends, even if you feel more things that you can't explain, about which you haven't talked with anyone. And thanks to your work in the hospital, you managed a room only for him, so he could rest as much as he wanted, as much as he needed. But your back hurts like hell after being sleeping on the sofa, close to the bed, just to make sure that you were able to attend to all his necessities for minimal they were.

These days there, you have learned a lot about him, about his curiosities, about his fears; spending his time awake talking with you to keep his mind entertained, to not think about the pain in his lower abdomen. Your mates took the bullet in a jiffy, but, normally, the sorrow remains for a couple of weeks. Luckily, he only complained when the hour of the next turn of medicines was close.

You have tried to not think about your feelings the time you were in the hospital, but it was impossible. All you wanted to do was to lie by his side on the bed, embrace him between your arms and kiss him, having to conform yourself with holding his hand and resting your cheek on the mattress. Your eyes have never left his eyes, not even when he was sleeping, on alert in case of an unforeseen because of pain, or an infection, or God who knows. You were really paranoid.

“You ready?”

Coco glared at you, slightly tilting his head. You had asked the same question five times in the last two minutes. Offering him a hand to secure himself, the mexican put down from the hospital bed, ready to leave and go home. Angel and Gilly had cleaned his house, even if you insisted to Bishop that you could do it. But he asked you back to stay with him till the next morning, so he wouldn't stay the night alone until they came back from the other side of the border.

Two knocks in the opened door brought you back to reality from your own thoughts, in the meantime that you helped Coco to wear his leather kutte. Directing your tired eyes to the entrance of the room, you found three Vicki's girls, happily waving their hands. Raising an eyebrow confused and your lips pressed, they came in without asking.

“Papi, we've missed you”. The latin and playful tone of voice from Mariela, as she swung her hips to your friend, gave you shivers.

In just one sight, your presence was pushed to the background. These girls hadn't even called to ask about his state of health and, now, they were there as if they did all the work you did —delighted, of course. Trying to keep calm, you put Coco's clothes into his bag, zipping it when everything is ready.

“No te preocupes, we take care of him now”. Carolina sentenced with contempt and superiority, grabbing his stuff ready to abandon the hospital.

“Yeah, mami. Go home and rest”. His words hurt. More than a bullet.

Preferring their company besides yours let you know that he hadn't taken in count what you did. And yes, you did it because you wanted, but you also thought that maybe could mean a step ahead. But it wasn't. Not saying a word, doing anything but a simple nod with your chin, you grabbed your bag to step out from there. Ashamed. Feeling stupid.

Two weeks have passed and Coco has come back to the clubhouse. This time you have been doing extra shifts to compensate for your lost days taking care of him, almost walking like a zombie from home to work, and from work to home. So, when Bishop invites you to a party in his honor, you decline it. You are too tired physically to assist and tired mentally for foolishness. What is the point of going to a party to see Coco having fun with those bitches? You have had enough after two weeks without receiving a single text to thank you or to know how you are. He hasn't even cared about the fact that you haven't shown up in the club for two weeks. That's the little he thinks in your friendship.

Zapping from one channel to another, you try to find something to watch. A movie, a tv show, whatever that helps to distract your mind, while you enjoy thai noodles with beef. Finally finding an action movie, you cover yourself with a cozy blanket, grabbing the cardboard box to start your dinner. The ringtone of your phone interrupts your calm, with Coco's name on the screen. At first, you don't want to answer, but he continues insisting for more than three long minutes. Hanging up and calling again. With a furious growl installed in your throat, you leave over the table your dinner to grab your phone.

“The fuck means you aren' comen'?”

He doesn't even let you say hi or how are you.

“It means that I'm tired and I have to work at five”.

“I don' think one damn beer reverses your sleeping schedule, Yo' Grace”.

“Fuck you, Jonathan. I've been working double shifts to cover the hours I was taking care of you in th—”.

“Nobody asked you to do it”.

Eyes widened and your heart racing. You can't believe he just said that.

“Yeah, nobody did. But your hermanos preferred to be on the other side of the border. Your putas preferred to be partying and sucking dicks in Vicki's. And your mamá sent me pal' carajo when I called to tell her what happened. I did it because I was your friend. Because I cared about you. Because seeing you there with… all those tubes was killing me. That shit continues giving me nightmares every fucking night. But you shit on that. You kicked me as soon as your putas came to the hospital”. You don't know when you have started to cry, more than because of the rage than because of the sadness. “I'm sorry if I'm too tired to drink a fucking beer, but my job is more important than a person who doesn't give a shit about me, who hasn't called or text me in two weeks, who only wants my company when no one else is around. Have fun in your damn party and fuck all those whores to thank them for picking you up from the hospital, but didn't care about how you were after being shot”.

Hanging up, you toss the phone somewhere on the table, wrapping your body with the blanket and lying down on the sofa. Trying to contain the tears, the only thing you earn is to cry bitterness. You can't understand why he only has noticed your absence at the party. What has changed? Probably it was his egocentrism working, wanting to be surrounded by a lot of people, not caring if they're his friends or not. But you're done being his lapdog.

About to fall asleep, the angry hits in the main door make you suddenly wake up agitated.

“Open up!”

The rage is consuming you again after hearing the strong mexican accent, taking three long strides towards it to receive him with your reddened crystal eyes.

“What the fuck 'you want now? Haven't you had enough beating myself up?”

“You're fuckin' dramatic”. He spits in your face, stopping with a foot the slam to his about to close the door again. “I didn't talk to you because you were working, bu' you didn't talk to me either”.

“Yeah, because you were served with your bitches. Go fuck yourself, Jonathan”.

“Don' call me like that again”. Coco grunts taking a step into your house. “You had to work, they came to cover your back”.

“Oh, please, don't make me laugh. They just wanted to have the credits of taking care of you, so you will expend more money with them. That's the only thing they care about you. Wake up from your world of fantasy, Coco. If you weren't part of the MC, you wouldn't be a shit for them; just another fucking soldier with a broken home”. You can't help but push his chest with both hands, driven by anger.

At first, he doesn't say anything. He looks thoughtful, being aware of the truth in your words. And it hurts that you have to be the one to open his eyes. The problem is that you weren't thinking while talking, pulling your gaze away from him and pressing your trembling lips, one against the other.

“I'm sorry”. You babble, cleaning your tears with the back of your left hand. “I didn't mea—”.

“But you said so”. Coco interrupts you with a husky tone of voice, bristling every inch of skin of your anatomy. “That's wha' I am without my kutte. An ex-soldier, a criminal, an outlaw. I spend my money on them because they take care of me, one way or another”.

“I did it too”.

“So, what? What you want? Money? Tell me an amount”.

Squinting at him, you can't help but chuckle with a painful and bitter laugh.

“I did it because I love you, not because I want your money”. You confess, knowing there's no going back. “I don't care about your money, nor your job, nor about your kutte. I love you because you make me happy. After all, for me, there's nothing better than a hug of yours, because you… you are simply amazing. You're intelligent, funny, loyal. And I wish that you could see yourself through my eyes, Coco”.

He, not saying anything, is killing you slowly. Barely breathing, you cross your arms over your chest to hide the fact that your lungs aren't receiving any air.

“I thought that after being shot, you realized you only live once. And that… after being those… boring days with me, you realized that you preferred the company of these other girls. The funny part of being alive. So I just pulled myself away”. Taking a small pause, you bow down your head, cleaning your tears again. “These weeks have been torture. I've written you a lot of texts that I haven't sent… and I've been a lot of times about to call you. But 'you know that… feeling when you think... the other person is not gonna answer you, because maybe is too busy for you? That shit has been destroying me”.

Hoping that Coco finally is going to speak, he remains silent. Looking at you openmouthed, processing all the information you have just give him.

“Can you, ple—please, say something?” You beg almost shaking.

“Wait, you… love me? Like… Garfield loves lasagna?”

Raising your eyes, pouting at him, you know that he's trying to make you laugh after understanding all the pain you have been through. Lonely. Without talking about it with anyone.

“I'm sorry, mami… I just… fuck”.

Cupping your cheeks onto his hands, Coco slams his lips on yours, tasting the salty tears you have shed because of him. The sloppy kisses bring some more air to your lungs, calming your racing pulse and making you feel less unhappy. As your fingers get intertwined in his shirt, crinkling under your grip, he urges you to walk backward so he can close the main door with a kick.

“God knows I'm so fuckin' sorry… Please, forgive me”. Coco's whispers brush your lips, keeping his eyes closed just like yours. “I'm gonna take care of you now, okay?”.

Nodding in silence, you place your arms around his middle back, hiding your face into his chest. His strong scent brings you back to life, while his arms wrap you tightly to comfort all the pain he has provoked you without knowing it.

“I just want you, ma'. No one else. Just you”.

[thestalkerbunny]

What are your favorite twilight zone episodes?

Oh god you get me; you aBSOLUTELY get me. So fun fact about me, I LOVE the Twilight Zone. I doubt any series of horror has enthralled me in such a captivating way as the ‘Zone’ did as a kid. The Horror in that show is just so real and authentic because of the time period. So I”m gonna do you what I think is the personal best episodes for me-pictures included!

So let’s get to Stalky’s Top Ten ZONE EPISODES

10: The Masks

A dying wealthy man is down to his last few hours of life on the eve of Mardi Gras and his spoiled selfish heirs are there to watch him die and get what is theirs-with the catch, until midnight they must wear hideous masks that compliment their awful personalities. This one always stuck with me because The sheer anticipation of what will happen in the end and the fact that all their heirs are just so very unlikable, it’s very much like the movie ‘Knives Out’ but much more tame-nobody gets murdered, but just the ending thrilled me the first time I saw it

9: The Monsters are Due on Maple Street

A Street full of neighbors experiencing a black out turn on each other in violent mob mentality of the blame game. This is a CLASSIC, This is true pure and realistic horror because it really asks the question ‘how well do you know your neighbors and do you trust them’ it also was very much a product of it’s time in the era of the Cold War were even in your own neighborhood, even your neighbors could be a ‘communist’ in disguise. The Ending was a real rug jerker for me. For those of you who haven’t seen the ending-you gotta go watch it. Just less than 15 minutes of your time. Iconic. They did a remake of it once but it didn’t HIT the way it did the first time.

8. Will the Real Martian Please Stand Up?

A Bus making a stop realizes that there is one extra person among them is not accounted for and they may not be of this world. Now THIS is the originally ‘Among Us’ There is one more person on the manifesto and we gotta find out who the imposter is. This one just felt so witty and just the energy of the Moustache guy really stole the show for me as well as the diner chef. The twist was GREAT and I still catch myself thinking about it sometimes when I’m in a ‘ZONE’ mood

7. The Midnight Sun

The Earth is slowly falling into the Sun. We watch as a woman falls apart as the whole world around her burns. Now being a southern girl with a house whose ac loves to just BITE it in the DEAD of summer I FEEL this episode with all my soul. If you’re ever the littlest bit chilly, you watch ‘Midnight Sun’ and you can FEEL yourself melting along with this poor suffering woman in this apartment complex. Just watching these poor people just lose their minds to the heat is so real because just slight temperature changes just make people irrational and insane.

6. I sing the Body Electric

Children get a New Grandma! A ROBOT GRANDMA! This one is such a heart warming episode and concept, like if you don’t like scary stuff but still wanna know the Twilight Zone, you watch ‘Body Electric’ It’s very much a ‘Mary Poppins’ sort of story and it’s sweet and the way it explains what happens to the Grandmother once her job is done should be applied to all robots concepts of the afterlife. Plus the store the family goes to in order to make their custom grandma is kinda spooky. Like build a bear. But for Grandmas.

5. Number 12 looks JUST like you

In  Future, You can be anyone you want to be, because the cosmetic surgery is Mandatory. One girl protests it. This one breaks my heart because for some people, this is reality, they’re pressured into changing even though they’re happy with their looks but society refuses to accept them. You know how in cartoons there’s the trope of the popular girls being surrounded by identical clones. That. It’s that. It’s often confused with another iconic episode that talks about how beauty is about perspective and what people will go thru to try and be the standard for society.

4. Night of the Living Doll

A little girl’s doll decides to teach an abusive Step Father a lesson. TALKY TINA WALKED. SHE FUCKING STRUTTED THAT RUNWAY MAMA. SO CHUCKY/TIFFANY/BRAHMNS/ANNABELLE COULD FUCKING RUN. She was the ORGINAL Doll that is up to NO GOOD. We are ROOTING for Talky Tina. She is a QUEEN. WE STAN A LEGEND. The Dad is such a douche bag I do not feel bad at ALL for what happens to him.

3. One for the Angels

A sidewalk sales man stalls for time to save another’s life from Death himself. This one is a sweet one, the salesman-Marky-is just so genuine and the ‘bumbling type that’s loved by kids’ and he’s a clever character, if you like the cheating of death story-you’ll love ‘One for the Angels’. And even if it ends a bit sad-it’s a happy kind of sad, a sad where you know that this is the good happy ending even if it’s a little bitter.

2. The Hunt.

An Old man and his Hound explore the trail to the afterlife. This one speaks to my backwoods southern heart-because there are dudes who are just that passionate and affectionate about their hounds. It also does the whole thing where the path to hell looks just as pretty as the one that lead to heaven. It feels like it’d be the kind of bluegrass song I’d hear about a guy narrowly missing ending up in Hell because he doesn’t want to be apart from his beloved dog.

HONORABLE MENTION: The Last Rites of Jeff Myrtle

A Young man dies....and comes back to life? Again another southern themed episode that speaks to me, mainly because Wake Culture is a thing where you have to sit up with the body to make sure they’re REALLY dead. Just the whole set up to the ending really just fools you. It’s the kind of story I feel like I would set up. I think I HAVE set up that kind of story with ‘The Diver Boy’ Comic

1. The Obsolete Man

Nothing I can say can compare to the perfection and the dark statement that The Obsolete Man makes. Nothing hits home that hard in that way. A horrible future where people get to decide what is obsolete and once it’s obsolete, it must go away forever.

[slashingdisneypasta]

Slashers and: Arm Wrestling- X Reader Edition

Because the gif is perfect.

This time you get to sit across the table and (Perhaps) give your villainous F/O a run for their money!

*For Chucky and Tiffany lets just assume that you’re a doll, too.   Do you wanna know what happen if they arm wrestled eachother? Check here!

Billy: He tries to sike you out with a lotta smack talk (“Are you gonna go easy on me, baby?” “Hell no, sit your ass down and let’s do this.”), but when it comes to the main event, he doesn’t overwhelm you XD I mean, depending on your strength he might win, but he doesn’t have the whole thing under his control like Michael and Thomas do XD

Bubba: Theirs an acute possibility that Bubba will let you win XD Especially if you’re smaller then he is. Honestly, he’s just happy to get to hold your hand? Like, oh- *hand hold* he’s good XD

Charlie / Hoyt: Like Billy he talks a lotta teasing shit but he’s not trying to throw you off. That’s just how he is with you. When you wrap your hands around each other’s he squeezes tight, showing you what your up against. Like, you’re locked in now, sweetheart… what’re you gonna do?

Chucky: Oh he is so cocky, the bastard. He thinks its is going to be all too easy, to beat you. Please prove him wrong. (*cough* Honestly, promise him a flash under your shirt or a something and he’ll let you win. Chucky is a simple man.)

Chop Top: Oh my goodness, Chop just cant stop talking. Every time he sees you, he has so much to say, because you missed out on hearing his verbal diarrhoea in real time and he loves telling you stuff! … To bad he’s also strong, so depending on how strong you are… you might just be sitting there nodding along to his stories for 20 minutes, struggling and failing to put him down at the same time.

Drayton: … I don’t care how weak you are, you aren’t as weak as Drayton (Honestly he looks light as a feather to me). This may cause an argument between you too when you beat him but you make up pretty quick when he remembers you are the only one here that he genuinely likes.

Freddy: Freddy has some dirty tricks at play… but so do you, and you figured; Go big or go home!… So you managed to convince Thomas to help you, XD , so you’re just there, all casual, sat on top of Thomas with his (MUCH LARGER) hand right next to yours, like what’s the problem Fredbear?? Square up! And he finds it hilarious, just going Oh come on, now…  trynna appeal to your better nature. Go easy on him! You love him, right??? (You: … No.)

Jason: Like Bubba, Jason’s pretty happy to hold your hand XD But like… you take it a step further. Flirting with him, a little. Now, Jason knows what you’re doing… complimenting his shoulders, and his eyes, and saying how strong he is… and it just spurs him to beat your ass without any more thought. He was considering letting you win! But then you went and tried to play him, so sorry Y/N XDD

Luda Mae: Luda Mae thinks its so fun, now that its with you XD She’s laughing, losing her grip because of it but still putting on a determined face to try and win. If you try to smack talk her then she’ll just throw right back at you, finding it funny. No matter who wins, you two had a good time ^^ Its just so pure, here.

Michael: You’re using both hands and he’s still not moving XDD Like, he’s not pushing you down which is nice of him (Little tiny bit of curtesy for his S/O), but also he’s just… sitting there, staring at you, with his arm and both your hands stuck up dead in the middle of the table no matter how you go about it- shoving, pulling, flirting. None of it works XDD

Monty: Monty thinks this is a bit kiddish, but he’s not one to forfeit a challenge unless it’s against Hoyt. He doesn’t mind who wins, but if he does, he will remind you of it for years afterwards XD Not in an annoying way, just in a playful one- an inside joke for the two of you.

Nubbins: My god, you can’t tell me that Nubbins isn’t strong as hell. He’s also headstrong, and mean (it’s the similarities between them, that cause Drayton and he to bump heads *cough*). He’ll win, and rub it in your face.

Stu: … *Licks his hand quickly and takes you down*

Tiffany: Ohh, Tiff does try it- flirting and teasing you to distract you. Unfortunately Chucky is close by and calls bullshit on her XDD After that, she’s still got some tricks up her sleeve... but still asks, if you’ll go easy on her?~ “Sorry, baby, not today.” … She finds your determination hot as hell.

Thomas: Thomas finds something amusing, for the first time ever! Seeing you saddle down all determined in the chair opposite him and slam your elbow down on the table; Wriggling your fingers for him. He goes slowly, when realistically he could have one in about 3 seconds, because he’s enjoying this game with you XD

[bellisperennis0]

Love, Eternal

Word Count: 1,842

Warnings: Slight mention of abuse, Language

A/N: Thank you for reading and hope you enjoy. ❤️ GIF credit to owner

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The clubhouse was your sanctuary, the place where you can forget the dramas of the outside world, your safe place. You didn’t realize how much you had missed it till you were standing at the front gate of the yard in the middle of the night. That last time you were here was for Ezekiel’s Patch In party more than a month ago. Thankfully Chucky was still around and had let you in, informing you that the guys were out on a run and wouldn’t be back for a couple more days. Walking with him into the clubhouse he had asked if you wanted him to let Coco know you were at the clubhouse. You simply told him there was no need to bother him so late at night.

Entering the clubhouse, you can tell he was now staring at the bruise that was forming on your cheek. He gave a sad look, and you simply shook your head, your way of telling him you were okay and you didn’t want to talk about it. “Do you want me to get you a room set up?” he asks you. “No, I’ll just stay in Coco’s room, sure he won’t mind. Thank you Chucky!” You give him a kiss on the cheek. You were heading to the back rooms when he called out to you, “Y/N!” you turn around to face him. “You are safe here.” He simply tells you before walking out to the office. The second you walk into Coco’s room and shut the door, all the tears that you had kept at bay up to now, came flooding out.

Waking up the next morning, you simply lay there, everything that had led to you ending up at the clubhouse in the middle of the night, overwhelming you. Getting up you make your way to the main room, Chucky greeted you with a bright smile when he saw you approaching, “Coffee?” he asked you. “That sounds amazing, thank you Chucky!” you tell him as you take a seat on one of the bar stools. “My pleasure.” He says smiling at you as he pours you a cup of coffee.

As you are sitting there enjoying your coffee and planning out your next move, a voice brings you out of your thoughts. “The fuck happened to your face?” You turned to find Letty standing there, staring. ‘Fuck’ you whisper closing your eyes. She grabbed your chin to get a better look at the bruise on your cheek, “Who the fuck did this to you y/n? My Dad is going to flip!” she tells you. “No he’s not, because we aren’t going to tell him anything.” You tell her as you snatch your face away from her grip. “Y/N, if the guys come back and they see you like that, they are all going to go cause mayhem throughout Santo Padre. And god knows what the hell Coco will do.” Letty tells you. “Don’t you think I know that Letty? That is why you aren’t telling your dad anything.” Emphases on the ‘you’ to make sure she understood that you didn’t want anyone knowing about this. “Fine. I won’t tell him.” Letty tells you, taking a seat next to you. “Are you alright?” she asks, her voice laced with concern. “I will be. Don’t you worry about me.” You give her a reassuring smile.

Not wanting to leave the safety of the clubhouse, you and Letty spent most of the day just hanging out, pretty much driving Chucky crazy. Letty was getting ready to go hang out with Gabi for a while, and you were engulfed in your Netflix show, when your phone began to ring, picking it up you smile when you see Coco’s name flash on your screen.

“Hey hermoso.” You say cheerfully. “So he lays hands on you and now you are hiding at the Clubhouse?” Coco says, you can tell how angry he was, by how calm he sounded. You silently curse Letty for going back on her word and telling Coco. “It’s nothing Coco.” You sigh, last thing you wanted to do was argue with him. “The fuck you mean it’s nothing? He laid fucking hands on you y/n!” he practically screamed, you can slightly hear the rest of the guys in the background. “I’m fine Coco, and it’s not going to happen again.”  You tell him and your voice slightly breaks. You can hear him shuffling around and then a door closing. “Are you alright?” he asks you and you can hear the sadness in his voice. “I will be. Just wish you were here.” You tell him, smiling. “Is he the reason why you haven’t been around since the party?” he asks.

After you had went to EZ’s Patch party behind your boyfriends back, he had taken your phone and followed you everywhere you had went, making sure you weren’t going anywhere you weren’t supposed to or seeing anyone you didn’t need to. Not wanting to cause any drama between your then boyfriend and the club, you had cut off all contact and stopped going to the clubhouse all together. Your silence was all Coco needed to confirm his suspicions. “Fuck, querida. I’m going to kill him if I ever see him around!” Coco tells you and you know there is no lie behind his words. “I know, Coco, I know.” You simply say. “I shouldn’t have pushed you away like I did. I should have told you the truth, been honest with you and myself. Then you wouldn’t have met that pinche babaso and none of this would have happened.” Your heart clenches at Coco’s confession, tears streaming down your face. “This isn’t on you Coco. I should have said something when things started to get possessive. None of this is your fault.” You try to reassure him but you know no matter what you tell him, he will always blame himself for you getting hurt. “Look, Angel and I are headed back, should be there in a couple hours.” As much as you wanted to protest him coming back, you knew this was a battle you wouldn’t win. “Be careful Coco.” You tell him, before you hang up. Getting up off the bed you go find Letti to give her some words.

“LETICIA” you yelled down the hall, you caught her trying to sneak out the front door of the Clubhouse. “Nuh-UH, get back here missy!” you bark before she can get to the door. She turns around to face you, “I’m sorry!! He needed to know y/n.” She tells you. “You promised me you wouldn’t tell him.” As much as you wanted to be mad, you couldn’t, you knew her heart was in the right place. “Actually! I didn’t tell him, I wrote it down, well texted him. So I really didn’t break the promise.” You couldn’t help but roll your eyes and laugh. “Get out of here. Have fun with Gabi.” You laugh. “Is he on his way?” she asks you. “Yeah, should be here in a couple hours.” You let her know, she just nods. “Are you two finally going to stop playing these stupid games and tell each other how much you truly love each other?” Biting your lower lip you just shrug. “I hope so.” She gives you a smile, “I hope so to. He’s unbearable without you, and I miss having you around.” You simply grab her by the shoulder and pull her into you, wrapping your arms around her. “I know, little one. I’m sorry.” You both stood there holding each other for a while. “I can wait with you till my Dad gets here, if you want me to.” She offers as she finally pulls away. “No, that’s okay. Chucky’s in the office. I’ll be fine. Go have fun.” You shoo her away.

You tried your best to keep yourself occupied till Coco arrived. You ended up cleaning the entire Clubhouse literally from floor to ceiling, making dinner for you and Coco, even helping Chucky in the office for a bit before you sent him home for the night. You had showered, changed and made yourself somewhat presentable for Coco. As you walked out to the front of the Clubhouse, you were greeted by Coco walking in through the front door. You both freeze in your tracks when your eyes meet the other. His eyes roaming your face and zeroing in on your bruised cheek, you can see his jaw clench at the site of your bruise. Just giving him a sad smile you make your way to him, him meeting you half way. Once he is close enough his hand reaching up and cups your cheek, instantly you close your eyes and lean into his touch.

“I’m okay, Coco. ” You tell him. “I’m so fucking sorry, mi vida. I shouldn’t have said…” he started but you quickly interrupted him, “Stop! This isn’t your fault.”

“I don’t want to do this anymore. I want more. I want you!” his words nearly taking the breath right out of you. “You don’t date and I’m not your type.” You mockingly repeat his words he told you months ago. “Stop!” he rolls his eyes, shoving you gently, making you giggle.

“What are you saying, Coco. Truly!” you ask him, praying this time he will tell you what you have been dying to hear for months. “I love you. I’m so fucking in love with you. I think about you as soon as I wake up, and when I fall asleep. I think about you constantly. Hated knowing that asshole had what was supposed to mine. You make me want to be better, do better. I just…I need you. I love everything about you, because I love you.” He said breathlessly, his eyes long deeply into yours.

Reaching out to cup his cheek in one hand, your other grabbed him by his kutte; pulling him in so close that you could feel the rise and fall of his chest with every breathe he took, dancing across your lips. He smelled like cigarette smoke, exhaust and a hint of your favorite cologne. Smiling you pulled him in, your eyes fluttering close as your lips connected.

Pulling apart, slightly breathless, you sigh at the loss of contact as you looked at Coco in front of you. Your senses burned and fizzled; the entire world became muted, and blurred. “I love you, Johnny! I have since the moment I laid eyes on you.” You tell him. “So what do we do now?” he asks. “I’m new to this.” He flushes, causing you to laugh. “Shut up and just kiss me.” You say as he pulls you back into his chest, his hands fisting the loose fabric of the tshirt on your back. Leaning back in, your lips connected again with a kiss that was soft and hot and breathy, not trying to win a battle but seeking union and closeness and the sharing of one breath, one sensation, one timeless and passionate moment.

--xx

[goodlucktkachuk]

Frantic -- Matthew Tkachuk (Pt.3)

a/n: here we are back at it again with part 3! this was honestly my faviourite one to write so far so I hope you guys enjoy it!

Part One  Part Two

It was a lively Saturday night in downtown Toronto. The streets were full of people shuffling into restaurants and bars. The boys were away on a roadie down the east coast which meant you had your best friends all to yourself. You loved Nick to death but it was good to get some quality time with Emily. Hand in hand, the two of you shook off the cold as you entered The Loose Moose.

This place was an absolute institution for you guys, it was packed full of memories. Endless arguments over that night's game, many wins celebrated and losses mourned. Stupid fights over who was covering the tab and countless nights of Auston or Mitch throwing you over their shoulder because you were getting a bit too feisty. The sweetest memory of all though was Nick meeting Emily for the first time. She had just moved to the city for school so you took her out with the boys to show her some fun. The second Nick saw her he was down for the count and in love ever since. You wondered if Matt felt the same way about you.

It wasn’t overly crowded tonight giving you guys the chance to sit in your regular seats at the end of the bar. It had become a tradition for you and Emily to go out to catch the game while the boys were away.

Nursing your first beer while you looked at the menu, Emliy huffed beside you.

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t understand why I’m wearing a flames jersey” She played with the sleeves, a sour look across her face.

“Because I wore Muzz’s jersey the last time we went out.” Your voice extremely uninterested.

“So? You love Jake!”

“Yes but I also love Talbot, listen, Calgary's playing tonight too so you just gotta suffer.”

“God you suck” She said, taking a long sip of her Tequila Sunrise.

“Do you want to split a poutine or just share some apps” She scoffed at you and you just flash her a toothy smile as she begins to pout.

The rest of the night went smoother. After many plates of food and maybe one too many beers you felt good. The Leafs won their game and you guys got several dirty looks for cheering a bit too loud. You couldn’t help how excited Emily tends to get when Nick does anything and several drinks made you more than proud of Mitch.

The second period of the Flames vs Kings game had you on edge of your seat. Given his history, you knew Matty was going to cause some trouble but you hoped to god today he wouldn’t. You made sure to message him before the game but you weren’t sure if he actually saw it. Looking away for just a second  as you signaled the bartender for another drink was enough time for gloves to be dropped and for Matt to start throwing punches.

Keeping your eyes glued to the screen you couldn’t move. You had seen him get in a million  fights before but this felt different. You couldn’t help but feel something twist in your stomach and your cheeks started to get hot. You weren't a fan of the violence but watching him really turned you on. Watching a smirk cover his face as he headed to the box, you’d give anything to know what was going on his head. Distracted from the fight you had missed Emily taking pictures of your concentrated face and getting someone to take a picture of you two from behind in your jerseys.

As the game went into intermission, you took to instagram posting the photos. The first being the Talbot and Lindholm jerseys the two of you had on followed by the photo of your intense concentration. Captioning it, ‘when the boys are away the girls get too into the game’ you hit post.

After a few minutes comments started flooding:

marner_93: gross

morganrielly: @marner_93 second that

nickrobertson01: I really hate you Y/N, we all know Em looks better in blue

Emm01: @nickrobertson01 I was forced, I’m wearing your sweater under this

matthew_tkachuk: getting closer, the right team but still the wrong last name!!

austonmatthews: @matthew_tkachuk nah it’s the wrong everything

fredrikandersen31: I feel so betrayed

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After a bitter fight, the Flames came out with a loss and you had come out of the bar way more drunk then you had intended. Being pushed into the uber and having Emily lay your head on her lap you closed your eyes and sighed heavily wondering how Matty was doing. The more you thought about Matt, the more you thought about how Auston was acting about the two of you talking. Tensing your shoulders, a frown covered your face. Your friend could feel you tense up and she started rubbing small circles into your back. Talking to you drunk was like talking to a full grown toddler.

“Whatcha thinking about there, mini.” she hums softly.

Mumbling slightly you said, “Auston”

“Why's that?”

“Mm-making me feel weird about Matty” A smile crossed your lips as you said his name.

“What do you mean hunny?”

“Calling me a pest, looking at my phone, getting way too protective, very uncool of him.”

“I thought him and Matthew were friends though? Why would he care what Matt does?”

“Aus heard us talking after the game.”

“Y/N sweetie, he can’t be mad about that.”

“Heard me say Matty needs to see what is under my jersey.”

“Excuse me!!!”

“Shhhh Emmy. Too loud.”

“Sorry love. Why would you say that?”

“He told me to go to the game in red.”

“When did he tell you that? Did he DM you?”

“The morning before the game when I did pregame coffee. Ruined his hoodie” Pausing you turn slightly to look up at Emily. “I really like him.”

Emily decided you had answered enough questions for the night and just smiled back “Oh Y/N, I’m sure he likes you too.”

The rest of the ride was silent as Emily played with your hair, letting you drift to sleep until you guys got home. She brought you upstairs and helped you get changed. As she did you spoke soft whispers about all the reasons you liked Matthew which made your best friend laugh. In the five years she’s known you, she never had seen you be this head over heels for anyone. It was refreshing. She tucked you into bed and told you she was going to call Nick and to just yell if you needed her. Once your door was closed, you got the brilliant idea to call Matthew. After what felt like struggling forever to find your phone you finally got it and listened to the rhythmic sound of the phone ringing. His voice was rough when he spoke almost as if you had woken him up. Which of course you did.

“Hello?”

Chirping almost like a baby bird you dragged out his name. “Matthewwwww!”

“Y/N? What are you doing up so late?”

“Emmy and I went to the bar to watch you play baby!” Suddenly everything clicked into place in his mind and he realized how trashed you were.

“Awh thank you princess. Did I make you proud?”

“The PROUDEST babe but your fight made me feel…” Trailing off in the middle of the sentence.

“Feel what sweetheart?”

“Ya know, feel…” You added a little spicy to your voice.

“Oh,” he said as everything fell into place in his mind “did I turn you on princess?” His voice became raspy as he waited egerly for you to say something.

Your side of the phone remained silent for a few seconds before you sprang into another topic.

“Ou! Ou! Ou! Wanna hear what I told Emmy tonight!?”

He laughed slightly as you avoid his question. “Sure sweetheart, lay it on me.”

A smile crept onto his face as he placed his phone on his chest and relaxed into his bed. For the next ten minutes you proceeded to tell Matthew everything you liked about him. You liked the way he wore bandanas to push his hair out of his face. How good he was with kids. You spent at least half of the time reminding him how hot he was when he got into fights or when he went to the gym or for just existing. You talked about how good he was at hockey and how much he cared about his family. As you came to the end of your rant you took a quick pause.

“Would you like to know what I like most about you Matty?”

“What’s that Y/N?” He said sweetly, a stupid grin plastered to his face.

“You make me smile.” Matthew couldn’t help but blush thinking about how happy you were.

“Good. I hope that’s all I ever make you do princess.” Giggling madly, you snap a picture of your smile and send it to him.

“You’re beautiful Y/N”

“Thank you.” You take a slight pause just listening to his breath. “Goodnight Matty.”

“Goodnight princess.”

Meanwhile, down in Boston the boys were out celebrating another victory. The bar they were in was packed with people and everyone was having a good time. They were all packed into two booths in the back of the bar each taking turns getting pints of beer for the tables. Auston made his way to the bar with Muz trailing close behind. As they waited to be served Aus put his head in his hands.

“What's wrong buddy?” Jake asks with a confused look on his face. Auston was never one to be stressed around the group

“I���m just worried about Y/N.”

Putting a firm hand on Austons shoulder, Jake just shrugged “Listen man I get what Chucky said was a little much but the kids always doing stupid shit like that.”

“I don’t know Jake.” He sighed as he reached for the pitcher of beer. “I did team USA with him and he broke the heart of every girl who looked his way. I don’t want that happening to Y/N ”

Jake just nodded and they headed back. Auston had good intentions but his execution wasn’t going the way he had hoped.

[justahopelessssromantic]

Wasted Time

“Well, I was going to request how they’re best friends, but girl is shy, doesn’t really know how to articulate that she likes Angel so while she is practicing to tell Angel, she says it to EZ and the only thing Angel hears is that she’s in love with EZ which breaks him. And she kind of goes to him cause he starts ignoring her and then confesses when he’s trying to walk away and like Coco and Gilly just go “Fuck,” Coco handed over a 20 dollar bill to Gilly. “Angel, how are you not gonna be the one to confess?” And then maybe smut? Cause she runs from him after she confesses cause she’s kind of like horrified lol and then he goes to see her kisses and smut.” @starrynite7114

A/N: Thank you so much for the request Twinnie! I feel so honored you entrusted me with your amazing idea! I hope it was all you wanted and more 😘. I love you so so much ❤️❤️❤️ And thank y’all so much for reading! I hope you all enjoy 💜

*gif not mine*

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Smut. The works 😘 18+ Only.

"So, we still on for our horror movie marathon tonight?" You asked Angel as you walked with him into the scrapyard.

"Fuck, that's tonight?" He turned to you acting confused before he couldn't hold it in any longer and smiled.

You shook your head, shoving him playfully. "God you're such an asshole" You giggled as he rather dramatically over reacted in his stumbling from your shove.

He "regained" his balance as he chuckled. "Of course we're still on. I could never forget our monthly movie marathon."

Angel and you had been best friends since forever. You did everything together and were there for every high or low of each other's lives. When Angel began prospecting he knew he'd have less time for you so you came up with the deal that you would at least have one movie night every month where he could just focus on you giving you time together. For the most part this tradition had held up minus a few rescheduling but in the end you'd always still have your one night.

You looked forward to them every month. Each month you'd pick a different genre and you'd play movies all through the night staying up together. There was always lots of snacks, laughter, and conversation. It was those moments you cherished most and those moments that made it even harder to suppress your true feelings for Angel.

"Got to get in there for Templo," he said nodding towards the front entrance to the clubhouse. "I'll pick you up at eight. Don't forget to bring an extra pair of pants in case you piss yourself again." He smirked at you knowing how saying this would get under your skin. You were so easy to rile up he didn’t even really have to try anymore.

You smacked his chest. He could be so infuriating sometimes. "I did not piss myself! You and I both know I spilt my drink."

"Uh huh." He nodded, chuckling. "Whatever makes you feel better, querida."

"I didn't!" You protested. You could feel your face heating up as you became more flustered."Of course not." He held his hands up. "I'm just saying I left to make some more popcorn and when I came back…" he trailed off. He loved seeing you like this, all worked up. He thought it was adorable.

"What I remember is you left then proceeded to sneak up on me and scare the shit out of me during a jump scare which caused my drink to spill all over me." You crossed your arms staring him down trying to push down the ever creeping embarrassment.

"Well I guess we'll just have to see what happens tonight and then we'll know who's telling the truth." He teased some more, watching how you were trying to keep up the tough exterior. Leaning over he gave you a kiss on the cheek secretly wanting to kiss you properly but pushing the thought to the back of his mind. "I can't wait for tonight." He said as he walked away and towards the clubhouse. He turned back once calling out to you "eight o'clock"

"Eight o'clock." You agreed, giving him a smile as you watched him until he disappeared out of sight.

"Aren't you two cute."

You jumped turning around and smacking EZ's arm. "What the hell is wrong with you Reyes boys." You held your hand to your chest trying to settle your thumping heart down.

"Sorry." He grinned. "Didn't know you'd be so jumpy, but then again you always get sucked into your own little world with Angel, blocking everything out but him. It's adorable." He teased. "Why exactly is it you still haven't confessed your feelings yet?"

You sighed deeply. Right now you were wishing you had never told EZ about how you were madly in love with his brother but you needed someone to talk to and EZ was your shoulder to cry on after you had found out Angel had a date with some other girl. Hearing that broke you but thankfully it didn't last long.

"It's not like I haven't tried." You ran your hand over your face peeking back out at EZ. "Shit I've tried so many times," you whined uncovering your face. "But every time my stomach just jumbles in knots and I feel like I'm gonna hurl and I can't even form a coherent sentence I just stumble over whatever it is I'm trying to spit out." You huffed crossing your arms, "Why is it that the easiest person for me to talk to also happens to be the hardest?" With Angel you could tell him anything and that's what made it all the more frustrating that you couldn't seem to get this one thing, possibly the most important thing out.

EZ felt for you, he really did. You and Angel would be the perfect couple if one of you would just get the guts to finally tell the other how you really felt. "Pretend I'm Angel." He offered.

"What?" You widen your eyes not liking where you were certain this was going.

"Well the only way to get better at something is practice, right?" EZ stated matter of factly. "Just try it. Pretend I'm Angel and tell me how you feel."

"This is ridiculous." You tried to protest but EZ just gave you a look telling you he wasn't going to let it go. "Promise you won't make fun of me." You mumbled giving in.

"You know me (Y/N). I wouldn't do that." He placed his hand on your shoulder reassuring you making you feel more comfortable with the idea.

"Ok well." You hesitated a moment gathering your courage and your thoughts. You took a deep breath ready to say what you've been wanting to for so long now. "I'm in love with you, Angel.” You started feeling a little silly but continuing on anyways. “I think I first discovered my feeling that first movie night when you checked every hidden place in my house to ensure there was nothing hiding in wait for me and then spent the whole night with me so I would feel safe." You smiled fondly at the memory getting lost in your words. "It was from then on that I just kept falling. I love you, have always loved you, and will never stop loving you." It felt good to finally get it all out. Your smile grew as you looked at EZ. Tonight would be the night. You were finally going to tell Angel you were in love with him.

However, what you didn't know was that Angel had come back out after Templo to see if you were still around. He was just coming around the side of the building when he heard you say the most heartbreaking words to his brother. That you loved him and always would love him. Again EZ was the better option, taking another person from his life. His chest tightened. The feeling was so constricting he felt like he couldn't breath. Turning back around quickly he made his way as far away from you two as he could before stopping on the other side of the building and leaning his back against it for support. He couldn't believe he could be so stupid. And to think he had it all planned out, tonight would be the night he was going to confess his love for you once and for all. He mentally kicked himself for being such a fool.

Needless to say that night Angel did not pick you up for your movie night. He wouldn’t even pick up his phone or answer your texts. You brushed it off, he must have got caught up in club stuff and you’d reschedule like you had in the past but that never happened.

You came by the clubhouse the next day and were told he was busy. Again you brushed it off but you could only do that so many times.

You were talking to EZ on the phone complaining to the youngest brother, “Do you know what is going on with your brother?”

“I have no clue,” EZ said honestly. “I haven’t spoken much with him. He’s been avoiding me for some reason. He won’t talk to me.”

You felt better knowing it wasn’t just you getting the cold shoulder but you still couldn’t think of any reason behind Angel’s actions. “Huh,” you said. “Okay, well I’m going by the scrapyard today. He’s going to talk to me whether he likes it or not.”

“Good luck,” EZ said. “Let me know what you find out.”

You stormed into the scrapyard coming up behind Angel as he worked on his bike. “Why the hell are you avoiding me?!” You snapped crossing your arms. You had enough of whatever was going on and wouldn’t back down until you had some answers.

Angel let out a long sigh in frustration when he heard your voice. Chucky had one job. He stood up wiping his hands on his pants and turning around to face you. He shook his head brushing you off, “I’m not avoiding you.”

“Really?” You laughed bitterly. “Okay then what exactly would you call what you’ve been doing?”

“I’ve just been busy.” He said leaning back against his bike. He didn’t want to have this conversation now or ever. It was too painful for him to see you and picture his brother by your side.

“Too busy for me?” You asked.

Angel could hear the hurt in your voice and it just made everything that much harder on him. He didn’t want to lose you or cause you pain but he couldn’t stand the thought of you being with EZ more. He had to look out for himself and until he could move past you being around you was a terrible idea.

“What about our movie nights?” You added. It was really about the movie nights it was about missing him. Angel was a huge part of your life and to have him ignoring you, not being able to talk to him, it just felt like there was a giant Angel shaped hole in your heart. Your life just wanted the same without him around.

“Thought you’d rather have them with EZ now.”

“EZ? Why would I want to do that with EZ?” Now you were really confused. “That’s our thing, Angel.”

“I don’t know maybe because I love you, have always loved you, and will never stop loving you.” He mocked you. “I fucking heard you (Y/N). You could’ve at least given me a heads up before you professed your love to my brother. I thought we told each other everything but apparently not.” Now he couldn’t hold back the jealousy that had wrecked through him. It hurt him, you hurt him and he wanted you to feel just as shitty as he had. “I’m not doing this now.” Angel huffed walking past you, brushing by you as he went.

It was all coming together now in your mind. Angel somehow must have heard you when you were practicing with EZ and now it made so much sense why he was avoiding you both.

“God you are so infuriating sometimes!” You snapped yelling after him. You rarely raised your voice to anyone let alone him so you definitely got the attention of everyone around. All this time you were thinking you must have done something wrong, your mind running around in circles trying to figure it out and it was all just because of a fucking misunderstanding. “I wasn’t confessing my love to EZ, you jackass! I was practicing confessing to you!” You yelled at him. At this point you didn’t care anymore. You were only thinking about the idiot whose back was to you. “Fuck, because for some reason I’m in love with you Angel!” You finally got out. When all was said and done however everything you had just said out loud finally registered. The adrenaline ran out of your body just as quickly as it had surged through leaving you feeling embarrassed and vulnerable. Two things you hated feeling the most.

Angel stopped in his tracks as his mind processed what you had just said.

Fight or flight kicked in fast for you and before you knew it you had spun around and were rushing out of the scrapyard and to your car before anyone could say anything to you. You were mortified and humiliated. Now everyone knew and you were sure they were all having a good laugh at you.

“Did you just say you loved me?” He asked, turning around expecting to see you there but only finding Gilly and Coco standing there.

“Fuck,” Coco grumbled slipping a twenty out and passing it to Gilly who took it with a smug grin. He was certain Angel would be the one to have the balls to confess to you first but apparently he was wrong about his hermano. “Angel, how are you not going to be the one to confess?”

“Fuck,” Angel groaned running his hand over his beard, tugging at the end. “I fucked up, didn’t I?”

“Yeah, you fucked up bad.” Gilly agreed.

Curled up on your couch with your favorite pair of sweatpants on and worn down shirt you scrolled through the various titles on Netflix trying to distract your mind but nothing was really sticking out at you. You wanted to sink into yourself and wallow in the horrible feeling of having just word vomited your feelings for everyone to hear. You hugged the pillow tighter to your chest and buried your face into its plush material groaning.

A knock on your door pulled you away from your moment. Your stomach grumbled as you sat up assuming the pizza you had ordered had finally arrived. You hurried over to the door not really caring that you looked like a mess only wanting the delicious food awaiting you on the other side.

You swung the door open heart stopping as you saw Angel standing there on the other side. Your face immediately turned to a scowl. “What are you doing here?” You asked him.

“Querida, I just want to talk about earlier.”

You turned back walking into your home knowing Angel would follow you in. “If you’re here to make fun of me some more I’d rather you just left.” You plopped back onto your couch burying your face in your hands

Angel cautiously approached you, crouching down in front of you. “I’m not here to make fun of you (Y/N).” He said taking your hands in his and gently pulling them away from your face.

You still couldn’t bring yourself to make full eye contact with him as you looked around. “Then why are you here?”

“I’m here because,” he said, preparing himself to tell you what he had been wanting to tell you for years now. “I’m here because I’m in love with you too.”

“What?” You asked, meeting his gaze now, melting under his soft eyes. “Don’t play with me Angel.” You couldn't take it if this was some attempt at a joke.

“I’m not playing, mi dulce.” Angel reassured you, running his thumbs soothingly across the back of your hands. Having your touch against his gave him the courage to go on. “I love you, (Y/N). I’ve been in love with you but feared you would never feel the same way about me so I kept it to myself. You’re my best friend, I can’t lose you. I didn’t want to put what we had in jeopardy.”

“Angel, you should have told me.” You said. Your heart was beating faster now as you were very aware of his touch. “We were supposed to tell each other everything.”

“Yeah we were.” Angel chuckled now feeling ridiculous for how blown up things had gotten. “Well I’m telling you now. I love you, (Y/N).” He said once more.

You smiled biting your bottom lip as you looked at his lips. “Well what are you waiting for then?” You asked him feeling more bold now. “Are you going to kiss me or what?”

Angel grinned standing up some and cupping your face in his large hands. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he pulled you to the ground with him bringing his lips to yours. Straddling his lap he ran his hands down your back as your tongues tangled together. Reaching the hem of your shirt he pulled away to slip the fabric over your head groaning when he saw you weren’t wearing a bra.

You instinctively went to wrap your arms around your chest feeling small under his gaze but he caught your arms before you could do so. His gaze lingered on your chest making you even more nervous until he looked back up into your eyes. “Fuck, you’re absolutely stunning.”

You smiled gasping out as he leaned over pulling your nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue around the nub. You ran your hands through his hair as you threw your head back, overwhelmed by the stimulation. You bit your lip holding back a moan as his hand traveled down your stomach and into your sweats.

Angel slipped his middle finger between your lips loving how wet you already were. He ran his finger up and down gathering your juices before settling on your clit running circles around it. You bit your lip harder, legs jolting involuntarily at the sensation. You pulled on his hair causing him to growl against your skin making you even wetter.

He kissed and sucked his way up your body settling into the crook of your neck as his fingers made quick work of bringing you over the edge. Your eyes rolled back as you cried out his name, the sound being like music to Angel's ears. He captured your lips with his sucking on your bottom lip as he guided you through the shockwaves of your orgasm.

Angel pulled back smirking as he watched you catch your breath, your breasts rising and falling with each ragged breath you took. He took great pride in knowing that your pleasure had come from him. He laid you down gently on the floor removing his cut and shirt before leaning down to hover above you. His hand ran up your side sending a shiver through your body.

He kissed you slowly, savoring the taste of you. Angel pulled away causing you to whine as you tugged on his bottom lip not wanting him to part from you. Your neediness for him only made him that much harder.

"Do you know how many nights I've dreamt of this moment?” He purred, licking his lips as he looked you up and down, loving how exposed you were to him. “Of your body against mine, my name spilling from your lips like a prayer as you claw at my back.” He smirked down at you as he looked into your eyes, so dark with lust. “How many times I've woken up in a sweat with the taste of you on my tongue and the aching need for you in my bed."

You weren’t going to lie, everything he was saying was just turning you on more, making your body burn for his touch, for him to fill you up. You wanted him and no one else ever again. “Angel,” you breathed out still coming down from your release.

“Yes?"

“Would you please just shut up,” you smirked at him “And fuck me already.”

Angel chuckled, his own eyes darkening now.“As you wish, querida. But just know you asked for it.”

Making quick work of discarding his pants you did the same both checking each other out thoroughly once you were both bare. You licked your lips as you stared at his thick cock.

“You like what you see?” Angel asked, cockily noticing your gaze. “Cause I sure as hell do.”

“What did I say about the talking?” You teased.

If you wanted Angel to fuck you then that’s what he was going to fucking do. He’d make sure he’d be the one you wouldn’t forget and if he had it his way it would be just you and him for the rest of your lives. Bringing his hand between your knees he spread you out before him giving him a better view of your slick pussy.

He grabbed himself teasing you, stroking the tip of his cock up and down your slit gathering your juices. You whined some more reaching up to bring him down to you. He could only hold out so long himself before giving in. Slipping in slowly your mouth fell open as he stretched you out. You wrapped your legs around his waist as he stayed still a moment allowing you to adjust around him.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.” He grunted looking down to watch as he began his movements, thrusting in and out at a slow pace.

He felt so good filling you up, you’ve never felt so full but you needed more from him or you’d go crazy. You reached up tilting his chin to look at you instead of where you came together as one. “Angel, baby,” you pleaded. “I need you to pick up the pace.” You gasped out as he thrusted deeper.

Doing as you wished he leaned down sucking on your flesh as he began pounding into you faster. You reached out to him, your hands finding their way to his back and digging in. He hissed out at the sting loving the way you reacted to him. He kept up the pace as your walls tightened around him. Your breath was ragged as his name spilled from your lips just as he had dreamed. You arched your back into his chest as his thrusts became more frantic. Reaching down he began running quick circles around your clit with his thumb speeding up your release.

You felt the familiar sensation gather in the pit of your stomach. Before you knew it you were whisked away into an euphoric state, Angel giving you a few more good thrusts before he twitched inside you spilling out and filling you up, moaning out your name.

Angel collapsed down just barely holding his weight off of you as he groaned into the crook of your neck leaving a few sloppy kisses. He picked his head up with a dopey grin on his face. “God I fucking love you.”

“That good, huh?” You teased breathless and beat.

“The best.” He smirked leaning down and giving you one more kiss before pulling out of you and plopping down beside you.

You both stared up at the ceiling just listening to the other’s shallow breaths, your bodies sticky and sweaty.

“Just give me a minute and I’ll be ready for round two.” Angel chuckled from beside you. Your favorite sound in the world.

After a few moments you flipped over on your side propping your head up with one arm and walking your fingers up his chest with the other. “You ready for round two yet?” You asked, smiling sweetly at him.

Turning over on his side he pulled you close to his chest. His hand found his way to your ass giving you a good smack causing you to squeal out. You pulled back giving his chest a smack. “Asshole.” You muttered, the smile still finding its way to your lips regardless.

“I’m ready now.” He smirked, wiggling his eyebrows before pushing you over and pinning you down beneath him. He kissed your jaw and down your neck getting lower and lower when there was a knock on the door.

Angel groaned picking his head up to look at you. “Who the fuck is that?”

Your face lit up as you sat up. “Pizza!” You smiled at Angel remembering the pizza you had ordered before Angel came over. Reaching over you grabbed Angel’s plaid and pulled it on buttoning it up, smiling at him. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“Not at all,” he grinned. “Looks better on you anyways. Angel grabbed his boxer briefs, slipping them on quickly. “I got it.” He said standing up and walking over to your front door to receive the food.

Getting up off the ground you climbed onto the couch sitting on your knees as you eagerly watched Angel bring the pizza back to you. He set it down on the table beside you grabbing a slice and settling into the soft cushions. Crawling over you snuggled into his lap, your back against his chest after grabbing your own slice. By now you were both starving after having worked up quite the appetite.

Angel grabbed the remote turning on your tv and going to Netflix. “So what shall it be tonight?” He asked, determined to keep the movie night tradition going.

You looked over at him giving him a smile before settling back in against him. “Hmm,” you thought it over for a minute, “How about Nightmare on Elm Street?”

“Okay,” Angel agreed, staring the film up and wrapping his pizza free arm around you. “You know how much fucking time we wasted when we could have been doing this?” He wasn’t just talking about the sex but everything. Having you in his arms, as his girl, eating pizza, conveniently after some great fucking sex was his idea of a perfect night and now here you were. “I’m done with that. I’m not going to waste a single moment with you ever again.” He promised and from that day forward he never did.

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