#also Kevin how dare u

[pinkrifle]

Hello ml!<3 i was wondering if you could do yandere team stan and craig x reader platonic please! Like they see reader as a little sister!^^

hi lovely! i do not take SP requests anymore buttttf this seems really easy, so i should be able to do this !

saying this rn i’m so sorry if this is short #_# <\3 i’m sorry if i missed a character or two aswell!

only team stan right now as i can’t really think of much to do for team craig, sorry once more! D:

Stan Marsh -

a little careful not to bring you around his friends too much.. especially cartman AND COVERS UR EARS EVERYTIME ONE OF THEM SAYS A DIRTY JOKE LOL (no matter how old you are!1!1!)

would 100% go off on anyone who tries to mess with you (and Kyle would probably join him too) , ya don’t F with family, folks!

trades his lunch or snacks at lunch to give them to you!! loves seeing the look on your face when you get a snack size pack of skittles. Even if it’s super small your face always lightens up and he just laughs and feels very proud of himself after

he makes sure shelly isn’t too mean to you, let’s her rip on him instead if she gets a little aggressive with you (she wouldn’t really go that far dw <3)

Eric Cartman -

GETS YOU IN TROUBLE ALL THE TIMMEEEE

(don’t worry he always does something in return after. begrudgingly and hesitantly.) (he just feels bad)

brings you on all of his little dangerous adventures but makes sure you stay safe all the time,, if you get hurt EVER he’s SOOO dramatic. begging for a hospital!

if any of his friends (aka rest of team stan) dare to say anything to you (they don’t cuz they don’t care) he will 100% be dramatic ALLO OVER AGAIN, threatens to beat up his friends (he can’t rlly) and is nice to you for the rest of the day!!

steals cute stuff from other classmates and brings them to you, steals snacks from people and brings them to you!! probably stole some snacks from stan that he planned to give to his own little sibling

Kenny McCormick -

tones down his dirty jokes when with you, and also does not let you around his friends LMAO

loves hanging out with you, karen, and kevin! at first he was really hesitant on stuart and carol having you (like with karen) but loved you so much after your born!!

protects u FOR LIFE. is basically also your guardian angel when he’s in his mysterion costume! when your in the foster home thing(?) he’s visiting you like crazy and bringing you treats aswell. makes sure you never get beaten up in the basement by the parents

loves whenever you show him something you like. Anime? cartoons? etc? your not cringe to him at all! he likes weird shit too, trust. Watches and plays everything you show him <3

a video game MASTER! having any trouble with a boss fight? he’s got it. Cant find an item? he already has it and is gonna trade it to you!!

Kyle Broflovski -

takes care of you and Ike RELIGIOUSLY. love you two both to death!

plays dolls/action digs with you even if your in middle school or whatever (in the event he’s in HS or whatever) , he doesn’t want his little siblings to ever grow up! brings a tear to his eye.

every Hanukkah he makes sure you get the best presents and NEVER lets your presents break, always has them in pristine condition ! hates seeing you sad , it affects him more than he’d like to admit.. he also gives you his hat to wear when your a little down!

bakes and cooks with you, he’s pretty okay at cooking but if your bad it’s no problem! he’s willing to teach you the 3 dishes he knows how to make LMAO. If your better than him at cooking? EVEN BETTER, teach him! but he’ll be a little embarassed to learn stuff from his little sibling

having trouble with homework? he’s on it! he won’t let you cheat on anything, but he’ll help you and guide you to the right answer.

Never let’s people talk shit about you or make fun of you, he will fr fight his friends if they dare to do that.

heya! thanks for requesting, i haven’t been really willing to write lately but this got me off my booty!!! i really should open my tf2 and scp foundation reqs.

sorry again i couldn’t do team craig! i hope these were good enough, feel free to request this again some time if i’m ever active again! <3

[oneshotnewbie]

HI IM A NEW ANON AND I WOULD LIKE TO ASK YOU!!! so, you do kate beckett x reader right....! may i request if possible

kate beckett x fem!reader angst to fluff?

lmk if u want me to be more specific <33

- ❤️‍🩹anon

⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ This one-shot includes the topic of torture, blood, physical violence, cutting & stabbing. The plots are presented. If this triggers you too easily or you just can´t handle the subject, I urge you NOT to read this work. I am NOT embellishing this topic under any circumstance. Read at your own risk.

Summary: When the young NYPD detective is captured along with her partner, the culprit takes a liking on you. The aftermath of this mission had certainly been the worst she had ever experienced with you, but she had to admit that there was also a good side to it.

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Kate and you were brutally tied up and hung with your arms over your head from a steel beam in a basement. Deep cuts adorned your body and the spot on your stomach was spattered with copious amounts of blood that still seemed to ooze slightly from your injury.

Kate had small scrapes and scratches all over; a laceration on her left temple, the contents of which had already spilled down the side of her head and was slowly drying up.

On a mission to capture a serial killer, Kate and you split up teams with Esposito and Ryan to catch him faster. Unfortunately for both of you, after a good half hour in the forest, the enemy cornered you with heavy weapons and his followers before he tortured you and hanged you like cattle for slaughter.

Both side by side.

The detective lifted her head slightly and turned it wearily to check on your well-being. She knew she had to act as soon as possible to get you out of here and have your wounds tended to. Kate had learned so much from you over the last few years, completed a little emergency aid training and knew that she would be able to provide you with emergency support on the way back.

All she had to do was free you both.

"Y/n? I will get us out of here. You just need to hold on for me, please," the brown-haired one whispered, but you were about to lose unconsciousness and her words only came to you in a blur. The loss of your blood was immense.

"Oh, how sweet. I am about to cry. Two detectives in one go, one more valuable than the other," spoke a dark voice from the blackness of the shadows, which watched both with a wide grin. "After so much trouble with you two and the danger I put myself in abducting the two most notable homicide detectives, I deserve a reward. Don´t you think so?"

The grin on his face widened as he got closer to you; he pulled something sharp out of his pocket. You had your eyes slightly open and were struggling not to pass out. "Let´s see.. how about your partner´s life, Kate?"

Panicking, the addressed looked at you with a shocked look before her gaze turned malicious and glared back at him. Kate hoped that Javier and Kevin would find you both as soon as possible, otherwise things looked really bad for you.

"Do not dare to touch her or.." he had the dagger, streaked with your blood, dangerously close to your drooping head, the blade grazing your cheek but not cutting it. "Anything else to say? You are both hanging here, what do you want to do?"

His expression darkened at your partners contradictions.

The brunette knew her team was racing towards her. All she had to do was keep in touch and chatter with him long enough for him not to hurt you. Desperate, she watched what was happening, the perpetrator had completely turned to your weak figure. She knew that she was the only one who could prevent his plan.

Kate could not leave you to your fate, but her hands were tied. If she could not do it with her hands, she had to use her feet. "Leave her alone you fucking asshole!" with a quick swipe, she slipped her left foot between his legs, and when the unsub lost control of his body, she slapped him in the face with her right heel, shattering his nose with a deep crack and leaving a massive laceration at his eye.

Pure anger was reflected in the man´s face. He scrambled to his feet and was level with your partner again. "If I had more time, I would torture you until you beg me to kill you," the pointed instrument meant to take your life, stabbed into her thigh; her eyes widened and she cried out in pain.

A nasty grin and a devilish laugh sounded like an echo through the basement. He was bubbling with lust for revenge, after all, Kate had violated his masculinity. "If you think that is all, you are wrong. Kate, you just unlocked the ticket to death for your little friend."

With all your might, you tried to look up and understand what was happening. Your best friend had wanted to protect you and got herself in trouble in the process. You had heard everything, but in your situation could not do anything about it; you were to weak. You tried to pull yourself together, but only a faint whisper of her name left your lips.

"You my dear, you are having a really shitty day today," he roughly pinched your chin between index finger and thumb and yanked it up with a sharp jerk.

Painful eyes looked at him. With one quick movement, he had hit between your ribs, which burst with a loud crack in your body. An agonizing and loud scream erupted from your mouth, joined by Kate´s as she watched you being tortured.

The offender pulled your hair, some of it fell out of your bun and slammed it heavily against the wall behind you. The pain raging in your body made you lose consciousness. You stopped noticing how Kate kept saying your name and how your team found her and you a few seconds later.

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Kate slowly opened her eyes and had to take a deep breath. The cold, disinfectant-scented air crept up her nostrils, causing small wrinkles to form over her nose, making her feel like she was suffocating.

Careful and still a bit shaken, she let her eyes pan around the room and did not have to think twice about where was was. The pinching bandages around her wrists indicated that she was in the hospital.

The sunset flooded the room with a bright but glaring pink light and as she sat up, she felt the strong and largest bandage on her thigh and remembered- both of you were held captive and badly injured.

Slightly panicked, she looked next to her and saw you laying in the second hospital bed that stood in the bare and hardly furnished room. So lifeless and only covered up to your belly button. Your upper body was wrapped in large bandages and there were butterfly plasters and stitches on your head and face.

Your hair lay open on the white bed linen of the pillow and almost completely covered it, your chest rose and fell evenly and firmly.

A pang ran through her stomach and it felt like her throat was being constricted. Kate felt guilty- because of her wrong decision to separate the team, you had taken bad injuries.

The detectives cries of your name still echoed through her mind and she remembered the breaking of your tender ribs. Her hand clenched into a fist; if she ever caught that bastard, she do get back at him and get revenge for you.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she caught uncontrolled breathing and a gasp of pain. The brunette looked over her shoulder at you. Your whole body was tense, your fists gripped the sheets and your eyes were squeezed tight. "Y/n?"

Kate pulled the covers off and walked over to you. Her hand gently grabbed your shoulder and made you flinch abruptly. You jumped quickly, opened your eyes and raised your eyebrows sharply. "Kate.. are you alright? Are you okay?"

The addressee hastily shook her head at your question. How could you care for her well-being now when you were in pain yourself, even worse than her? "Yeah, but not you," she leaned down and cupped your face in her hands. "You are not allowed to move much, okay? Your injuries are massive."

The young brunette threw the blankets a little further away from your body, sat down on the spot on your bed and just looked at you. Just like before, she felt angry and guilty again. She gently brushed your hair aside to get a better look at your battered face. Her hands went to your cheek and her fingertips graced the corners of your cracked and dry lips, which were slightly parted.

"You tried to protect me. He could have killed you and there was nothing I could do for you," you coughed and tried to sit up when a sharp pain ignited in your chest and caused you to fall back onto the bed. With your eyes narrowed, you held your hand to your ribs while the other rested on your stomach.

Kate´s eyes turned sad and moved closer to you. She raised her hands again and covered yours with hers. Her heart started beating faster and she tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. "I could not have just let him hurt you."

"Next time I will protect you,"

The detective laughed out loud and got up from her seat. She stood by your bed and gave you a piercing look, her worried eyes boring into yours. A big grin spread across her face and her body started going crazy. It began to flutter inside her; the feeling you triggered in her, dulled all her senses and she had to pull herself together to let something rational come out of her mouth. "Until then, you can close your eyes and rest, how about that? Can you move over just a bit?"

You did as you were asked and gave her a small space to squeeze into. Thrown the blanket jerkily over both of your bodies, she watched as your body seemed like it was about to collapse. You cuddled into her and nuzzled your face into her chest, listening to her rapid heartbeat while her fingertips traced your waist, drawing slow circles over your hipbone.

Kate did not know what was wrong with her, but for several months, a strong warmth spread through her body every time she was near you; enveloping her heart. Year by year with you as her teammate, she grew fonder of you and could not see you suffer like that for a second.

She wanted to protect you and this field duty had made her painfully aware that you meant more to her than she had ever imagined. She wanted to be closer to you than just your partner. Before she, too, went through the infinite tiredness, she gently stretched her head forward to your sleeping figure and planted a precise but gentle kiss on your forehead.

[wildernezz]

Metal Lords: movie review

summary of plot (no spoilers): a dorky awkward kid named Kevin is friends with this wannabe metalhead named Hunter. they're starting a band together but because of their flaws, their progress fumbles a bit. however, after finding out about their schools Battle of the Bands, they start working to prepare for the contest. as they improve their skills, they also improve their social lives and their own personalities

general thoughts: I GENUINELY LOVED THIS MOVIE SM????? god if youre into movies about a buncha flawed misfit friends then this is definitely a movie i'd recommend. the first few bits are a little awkward because you can kinda feel that the actors are still getting into their roles, but sticking it to the end is ABSOLUTELY worth it. all of the characters were so lovable and it genuinely filled that "i wanna see a movie about people just being people" hole in my heart. i still have no idea how to describe those kind of movies, but i feel like if yknow then youll know.

movies "Metal Lords" reminds me of: Theater Camp, I Used To Be Famous, School of Rock, Love Simon

SPOILERS FROM HERE ON OUT WEEWOOWEEWOO:

in depth but also scattered thoughts bc i cant organize for shit:

I LOVE THE SILLIES SM???? THEYRE ALL MY FAVORITE SILLIES???????? LITERALLY THE ONLY CHARACTER I HATED WAS SKIP (HUNTER'S BULLY), EVERYONE ELSE WAS SO SILLY????? ofc theyre all flawed and there were parts in the movie (especially with hunter) that made me disappointed to see, but the character progression was so satisfying and i loved seeing them all grow. it was genuinely so silly to me i love them all sm

EMILY AND KEVIN WERE SO CUTE TOGETHER???? AND I HONESTLY LOVED EMILY SM??????? JUST IN GENERAL??? LOVED KEVIN TOO BUT MAN I THINK EMILY IS MY FAVORITE. i loved all of her moments sm???? she has a lotta flaws but theyre honestly all reasonable and understandable to me so i kinda just forgive her for them anyways. i also just really love how sweet kevin is to her. like ofc he's not a perfect boyfriend and makes some slipups, but he genuinely really cares about her and i think it's so cute to watch.

more about me loving emily: I LOVED THE FACT THAT SHE DIDNT FORGIVE HUNTER RIGHT AWAY. LIKE IT WOULDVE BEEN COOL TO SEE, BUT THE PAYOFF AT THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS WAS EVEN BETTER. SPEAKING OF WHICH, SHE WAS SOOOOO FUCKING COOLIN THAT SCENE??????? SHE WAS COOL AS FUCK BEFORE THAT (u cannot tell me her cello playing wasnt the most badass thing out there) AND THEN THEFUCKING CCONNNCERRTTT??? IM CRYING I LOVE HER SOMUCCHHCH

i also really loved hunter. like there was a lotta scenes where i wanted somebody to punch him in the face, but he was honestly still lovable even throughout those scenes and he started improving a lot near the end, which was really nice to see. he obviously wasn't completely redeemable since there were still a lot of things he could've done better, but i feel like the fact that he didn't completely become perfect is what made me love his character a lot more. it felt really real to me. he isn't perfect, but he genuinely wants to make up for the shit he's pulled and he's absolutely trying to show it, and isn't that what living's all about anyways? either way, we love hunter in this household <3333

KEVIN'S TIME TO SHINE: that was a lie, i dont have much to say on kevin LMFAO. i absolutely loved seeing him on screen and i just love Jaeden Martell in general, but despite that, there's not really a lot for me to say about him. i just think he's neat. that's enough for me <3333 (emily shouldve been my girlfriend tho smh how dare he /j)

ALSO FUCKING CLAY???? HES SUCH A SILLY GUY. PROBABLY ONE OF MY FAVORITE BACKGROUND CHARACTERS FOR MOVIES IN GENERAL???? HES SUCH A SWEET LITTLE GUY AND I LOVED SEEING HIM SM. KINDA WISH I SAW MORE OF HIM BC OF IT. EITHER WAY, WE LOVE CLAY IN THIS HOUSEHOLD AS WELL <333333

i think thats all i have to say for this movie. either way, PLEAASEE check it out. i swear itll be worth it because the characters honestly all so adorable and so silly goofy goober. we love the silly metal lords here <33333

[intheorangebedroom]

2, 11, and 25 for the movie asks pls! and don’t u dare keep it short 🔪 thank u <3

🥹🥹 Thank you for the ask, Jo 🧡 You are so lovely 🧡 Well I don’t think I can keep it short anyway, so…

2. A movie you think is underrated. This one nearly caused my brain to implode because at first I couldn’t come out with anything, then there was too many, and in the end, I’m not sure what movies exactly are underrated??

There is, however one obvious answer, and I’m sure you’ll agree with me: Prospect. Surprisingly profound characters with a deliciously ambiguous dynamic, simple and efficient story, insanely creative visual effects and aesthetics… How is this movie so confidential??

But. I also want to answer We Need to Talk About Kevin, because it’s one of the best movies about motherhood I’ve ever seen, and every time I mention it to someone, they have no idea what movie I’m talking about. Oh and also Sunshine. Immense sci fi movie.

11. A movie you wish you could un-watch. That one is easy, though. Requiem for a Dream. I did not enjoy it. And let me toss in L’Apollonide too. I was dead certain I was going to love it but I came out of the cinema wishing I could take off my skin and boil it clean in the washing machine. Ugh.

25. Your favorite movie. I’m so glad about this one, because I answered it before but of course I got two 😌 Diarios de Motocicleta. That’s another one that changed me.

Again, thank you 🥰🧡🧡🧡

Movie asks

[sungbeam]

hello i am throwing rocks at your window (a la ain't no romeo hj (i have not yet finished reading said title)) and also scaling the walls and eating cobwebs bc by reading rescue protocol i reverted back to the Kevin Moon Brainrot™️ of '21,,, this is by no means your fault (it is, how dare you make me fall in love with kevin for the second time) but honestly that fic changed my Brain Chemistry, like i cannot wait to open my laptop so i can finally rb it with tags 🤩🤩🤩

anw while i'm here i NEED you to know that i am ITCHING to finish reading anr but i can't just yet bc as i said it's midterms szn for me so i'm basically making your series a reward HSJSDG

thank you for thinking about us moonlights (he is SO friends to lovers coded) and for making my heart clench at least 5 times in the span of 29k words

idk if i will be able to survive the chanhee and juhak ones but i am looking forward to more of your works (passes out)

omg pls i like how u say u haven't finished anr yet but u know abt the rock throwing HAHAHA but hello hello skfbskjf thank u sm for this ask chip, i literally saw it during my lecture just now and nearly forgot to actually, uhm,, pay attention LMAOO PLS DONT EAT COBWEBS those things r nasty, but kevin moon brainrot is not nasty 😋😋 i am so happy i could reignite that flame within u >:))

KSJDKSKDKD PLS I DIDNT REALIZE HOW MANY PEOPLE R ALREADY IN EXAM SZN 😭 i forget that my school is just late </3 but good luck and good skills on exams 😼✊🏼 u got this!! liu is not going anywhere haha

kevin moon is deffo f2l coded like how could u not wanna be friends w that man??? and then slowly fall in love w each other until there's nothing else to do but exchange vows— but im glad to have contributed to the sad and barren state of kevin moon tumblr 😭💔 one day, i will contribute even more. there r so many things i have for him wasting away in drafts... maybe /i/ need to start eating cobwebs o_o

bro chanhee's and juhak's........ im sure you'll be fine 😁😁😁 uhm haha *scratches head* ANYWAYS looking forward to what u think abt the remainder of anr as well !! i remember seeing ur rb of ,,, party people??? but yes, it was so nice talking to u chip, good luck on exams!! 💖💖💖

[alifitoc]

The Story of Barnaby Michaels - Part 1 of 2

Synopsis: The story of a traumatized, sociopathic, 26 year old law school grad Content warning: Murder, Mentions of Suicide, References to Pedophilia, Descriptions of violent acts, guns Word count: 1.3k

If there is one thing I have found that man does best, it is lie. To cheat and to steal, to put up facades and to obscure, that is the nature of the men I have seen, and undoubtedly will continue to be the nature of all men I do see. I myself am no exception.

My name is Barnaby Michaels, I am 26, and for all intents and purposes I am not a good man. Far from it, I am a manipulator, a cheat, a hack, a scoundrel, some people might even dare to call me “evil”. Though I pay no mind to it. To me it is all just what I am. Besides, we’re all like this, it’s just some choose to run from it, while others, like myself, embrace it.

I cling to my selfishness for no other reason than the fact that it is what has worked for the 26 years I have been alive. All four of my grandparents died before I was born so I had no elderly to listen to, I am an only child, so I had no brothers and sisters to collude with, and both of my parents were dead before I even turned 16. A shot to the head both times. Though my father preferred a shotgun over a revolver.

Now here I am. What do I do you ask? Well, after the violent and noisy deaths of my two heaven appointed – though now hell residing – guardians, I managed, somehow or other to finish high school, a year early at that, though of course I conscripted the help of a few notes outside of the standard curriculum. After that, to the shock of no one I’m sure, I resolved to become a lawyer. Like a moth to napalm.

So, I continued on my path towards the courts, utilizing much the same methods I used in highschool, and somehow always succeeding. Perhaps the devil is kinder to his patrons than god is to his servants. Lucifer may have beguiled some mortal men to sign over their souls but good old padre in the kingdom above has committed mass genocide as a reset button. Anyhow, after a good few years in a place filled with supposed adults, writing paper after paper, case study after case study, I got my license to practice.

It's been a year since then and while I don’t appreciate having to lick up to the dirty boots of the senior partners, as a first year there’s not much I can do. To pass the time, and to stop myself from committing mass assault, I commit murder.

Now, how pray tell does a 20 something, sociopath with a full-time white-collar job commit murder? Well, with the internet anything is possible. I simply go on to a variety of discord dating servers, under my false alias “Alice06uwu” and start playing the part of an underaged girl looking for “friends”. Eventually, one of these “friends” will come sliding into my DMs and from there it’s just a matter of time. All I have to do is type the proverbial phrase “do u want to meet up lol” and much like Eve when she saw the apple, they take the bite.

My first was a man named Kevin. He was 35, a typical age for someone with his “proclivities”, had black curly hair and was borderline obese. I told him that I had left the door open so that he could just waltz right in. I also assured him that my “parents” weren’t home at the time.

Sure enough he came wandering in.

“Alice, you there?” he said with a gleeful tint of joy in his speech.

I was behind him, wearing all black and hidden within the darkness of the lamp that I decided not to turn on. I saw him, with his green cargo pants and his black T-shirt that had some Japanese text written on the back. His shoes were beaten black and white sneakers, and his glasses square with thick green rims. He disgusted me, and so I attacked.

With a crowbar in hand I struck his temple from behind, Immediately he was on the floor. My strike left a minor gash in the back of his head where it oozed dark red. He was out, but not permanently. It sent shivers down my spine, my eyes widened, and my whole body was jittery, it felt as if my skeleton was jumping from within.

Is this what true excitement feels like? I thought to myself.

Usually, my mind is pretty calm and emotions are subdued, can’t feel much when you’ve lived a life like mine. But, finally at that moment, I felt a truly unimaginable thrill waft through my whole being. But, I had no time to reminisce about my new self-discoveries, and so I took some zip ties, rope for good measure, a blindfold, a chair, some tape, and got to work.

After 12 minutes and 32 seconds Kevin woke up.

He struggled against the steel chair, his tied-up arms writhing, and fists clinched. Unable to break free his feet then tried their hardest to push against the hemp, ultimately though he was only able to bounce the chair around a few inches. Back and forth he went, etching skid marks on the concrete floor below. With his mouth taped shut I was still able to hear his cries for help, but eventually after a few more minutes of this pointless exertion, he and all 250 plus pounds of blubber tired themselves out. Then there was silence.

I approached and placed my hand on the duct tape.

A quick tear, and then a violent scream followed.

“AAAH” He screeched.

Then the sound of his paradoxical breath filled the garage.

“Who are you? what do you want?” He shouted.

I remained silent. Though within me was an orchestra of exhilaration, it took all that I had at the time to hold myself to no words.

“Please, I’m sorry for being a creep, was she your daughter?”

His voice sounded like a grinder sawing through metal, its twang invoked within me terribly violent urges that ruined the elation I was previously feeling.

“I swear man, I wasn’t thinking straight, Alice invited me here, I wasn’t thinking of doing any weird shit I sw-”

“Shut the fuck up”, I interjected.

He froze with a slight yelp.

“Your voice is so fucking annoying that it’s ruined everything” I said with a low voice.

“What do you mean…Ruined?”

I circled behind him with my revolver in my hand. Much like mothers’ it was small, with an oak wood grip and a bright silver barrel. I placed it behind the wound made by my crowbar just a half hour ago and I cocked the hammer.

Click

Upon hearing this Kevin immediately squealed and began pleading.

“No, Please No”

“You gotta understand I’m not right in the head”

“I’m sick, I need to be locked up, in an insane asylum, in a ward”

I rested the muzzle to the back of his head.

“No no no no no, please”

“Just report me to the police please, there’s no need to do this”

“I don’t know why you’re doing all of this but I’m sorry man, I should have known better I-.”

Again I chimed in, unable to contain my irritation.

“Your voice is annoying, shut the fuck up”

He went mute immediately, before whispering to himself.

Seeing this, I decided enough was enough. My momentary joy had just been ruined by this idiotic pedophiles’ rambling, and I could not take it any longer. I shoved the gun into the cut, causing him to wince in pain.

I waited for a moment, after which he began sobbing. Tears flowed down his face, I could hear him choking down phlegm and snot. Within me a strange combination of satisfaction and extreme annoyance welled. I laid my finger on the trigger, while his face was covered in his own snot and tears, his feet and arms trembling, and his teeth and fists clenched, causing crimson to pour from his gums and palms. I put my earplugs in, before finally.

BANG

To which his body went limp, and all was quiet.

[ceebit]

hi cece how are you <33 i was wondering if you might be able to direct me to some good juyeon content (visual content, gifs/vids) ?? bc i need a gateway to getting into tbz finally and having seen his face before, i feel like he might be my way in, LOL. he’s just. SO beautiful. also, fave tbz songs/albums ? i think i have finally cleared up enough space in my head to make room for a new boy group, and it might be them. like i need more boys to be totally normal about 🫠 anyways hope your day/night is going good (it’s night here) ! ttyl !!

hiiiii i’m good ^_^ hope ur day was good too!! i had a bunch of rice krispies and feel kinda sick lol but NOREGRETS!!!! and now i am basking in the glow of moderate delulu and thinking thoughts and thinks on how to approach this idea cat has so cleverly stuffed into the crevices of my cranial cavity <3

AND I KNOW RIGHT…… ISNT JUYEON SO [WINDOWS SHUT DOWN NOISESHSHSJ)2/$/&2$1’]

as for how i got into tbz…….. i have cat and rose to thank for that 😭 yk, i myself am still kinda. is grasping a straws the right phrase to use here? i’m still pretty new! but what i like to do just follow a bunch of tags related to them so that they show up on my dash when i least expect it (which is why i’m reblogging a lot of hongjoong lately lol……. demon man 😵‍💫) but that’s pretty much it like. content wise* outside of their music. for me at least since i’m still digging a deeper hole myself 😭 but as for their MUSIC……..

their music is so [incoherent dying noises] do u get me…….. my ultimate fave song rn is definitely salty (beating kevin up i hate him he’s supposed to not be flirting w anyone vocally like that how dare he) and that’s from the reveal album !! which btw………………… what the fuck is that entire album laced with oh my god.??/?: listen to that and if u come back in one piece with ur sanity intact i commend u for having the wills of a god. the chaser album is so good too btw….. my fave off that one is the stealer (the piano intro i’m sorry oh my god—but let me stop before i melt into the floor)

ALSO I SAID THIS BEFORE BUT. mariah carey’s career is OVER the boyz r IN christmassy is the cutest fucking song i’ve ever heard in my life. all i want for christmas is DEAD it’s OVER (this is joke for legal reasons people get rlly defensive over that song pls don’t come for my head or life thank u—)

i also just. pinterest surf for hours bc time is a concept my brain simply refuses to keep with like. i will literally just pinterest surf for HOURS (i swear that’s how i learned most of their names) also watched a LOT of introductory videos just to get a feel of their individual personalities….. like this one on jacob and this one on juyeon plsim squeezinf them both so tight i’ll cry

(*content wise tho i’ve started watching their lil youtube series called stealer house if i’m not mistaken? it’s cute ^_^)

[captainnameless]

💛💓💜♥️✨ angie ✨♥️💜💓💛

[crazy-fangirl2524]

one hundred: the chance Jean would commit suicide graduation night.

I don’t think people get the significance of this. Jean Moreau is a survivor. He has survived all the torture and pain Riko inflicted on him but he was still able to survive. Yet Jean would have killed himself if he stayed in the nest any longer. The fact that Jean’s only instinct and mindset is to survive survive survive all these years you would have thought that he would be happy to graduate and get out of the nest and yet he would have suicide if Renee didn’t got him out of there that night. Can you even imagine the amount of torture and pain Riko had inflicted on Jean for him to kill himself when all he ever wanted to do was to survive?

[manic-andrew]

neil walks in from his only self-motivated haircut appt:

andrew: what the absolute, everloving fUcking shit.........

((pic from angelo seminara ++ andrew o'toole))

[exycuter]

OK BUT IF WE'RE TALKING THAT FIC!!! THE BIT WHERE NEIL HOLDS KEVIN'S HAND AND IT'S LIKE 'he held Kevin’s wrist like it was still shattered, a tenderness that Kevin felt he didn’t deserve from Neil.' HAS MAD 'AND THEN HE TOUCHES YOU LIKE A PRAYER FOR WHICH NO WORD EXISTS' VIBES

STOP IT STOP IT hfjdgsfujkHDJKSGU IM GOING TO DIE ON GOD BRO ITS TOO FUCKING TENDER ON GOD like kevin receiving gentleness from someone who KNOWS how unfamiliar he is with it and then the extra layer of kev not thinking he deserves it like 

[once-upon-an-imagine]

How Will I Know (Chapter One) - Steve Harrington

A/N: hello my loves, just to continue with my Steve Harrington obsession, I now bring you a series for King Steve! I’m not sure how long it will be, about five or six chapters I think but I hope you like it :D this will be set in season 2 since Steve is still in school but after he broke up with Nancy of course :) also it will feature Eddie and Robin because... well, why not xD

Request - my-idea-was-stolen asked: So i was thinking abt a request for steve where the girl is secretly pinning over him but is suree that he won't notice her because of how she's not popular but good at studies and everything but then somehow he notices her when they both get assigned together to do something and then jalshdkdlf their relation blooms ?!?!Idk if this makes sense but yeah ik not really sure abt the plot of it either so I'm sorry but yeah hope u like it 

Warnings: set in S2; reader wears glasses; Hellfire guys being kind of assholes at first; I think that’s it but please tell me if I miss anything

Disclaimer: I don’t own Stranger Things :D gif isn’t mine :)

Your name: submit What is this?

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How Will I Know

There's a boy I know, he's the one I dream of Looks into my eyes, takes me to the clouds above  Oh, I lose control, can't seem to get enough, uh-huh When I wake from dreaming, tell me, is it really love?

"You're staring again" you were snapped out of your thoughts by Eddie's voice.

"W-what? No, I wasn't" you said, going back to your food but feeling your cheeks burning as you looked down.

"Oh, really? Then what were we talking about" Gareth laughed.

"Uh- about... the uh- next campaign for D&D?"

"Not even close" Jeff laughed.

"Hey" Kevin said, walking over and sitting down. "What's going on?"

"Well, she's staring at Harrington again" Gareth laughed.

"I am not!"

"Really? Again? Aren't you over your little crush?" Kevin laughed too.

"Shut up" you said, feeling your cheeks burning and not daring to look up from your food.

"Come on, we're just doing this for your own good" Jeff insisted, pushing your arm a little.

"Exactly, it's time you let go over that stupid crush-" Gareth told you.

"Guys" Eddie warned, noticing how your behavior changed and you were not comfortable with this conversation.

"I mean, imagine Steve 'The Hair' Harrington falling for someone like you" Kevin said, laughing a little too loud along with your other friends.

"Shut up! You don't have to be such jerks about it" you snapped.

"We're not saying it to be jerks" Gareth told you. "But come on, his last girlfriend was Nancy Wheeler" he chuckled.

"Yeah, you can't really compare yourself to Nancy Wheeler" Kevin added. "She's beautiful and you're-"

"I'm what, Kevin?" you asked, getting upset.

"Well, you just don't look like the kind of girls that King Steve goes out with" Jeff stated. "So, it would be best if you just let it go" he said.

"Right" you said, feeling a big lump in your throat and trying your best not to cry. "Thank you so much for reminding me that, guys" you said, getting up and walking away from them.

"Hey, princess, come on!" Gareth tried before he felt Eddie hitting him on the back of his head.

"What the fuck is wrong with all of you?" Eddie snapped.

"What are you talking about, we didn't say anything that wasn't true" Jeff told him.

"Really? Well, how do you think it makes her feel when you tell her that she's not as pretty as Nancy Wheeler? What the fuck?"

"We didn't mean to-?"

"Yeah, well, you still did" he said, getting up. "You guys suck sometimes" he muttered and then he glared at Gareth. "And only I call her princess" he said before following you.

As soon as you stepped into the last bathroom stall, you removed your glasses and finally let the tears fall down your cheeks. You felt embarrassed, but mostly, angry. Not because your friends were jerks, which they were, but because they were right. You had no idea why you couldn't let this go. You had been in love with Steve Harrington for so long but you knew it was completely useless. He was one of the most popular guys in school. Even after Nancy Wheeler had broken up with him and now Billy Hargrove seemed to be making his way to the top. He was perfect. Everything about him. His beautiful chocolate eyes. His soft, wonderful hair. His, big, bright, adorable smile. Everything about him was perfect in your eyes. And you? You were basically invisible. A wallflower. A nobody. You knew there was no way in a million years that someone as perfect as Steve Harrington would ever even notice someone as insignificant as you. You heard someone entering the bathroom and walking right in front of your door before they knocked.

"Go away, Eddie" you said, trying your best not to have your voice break.

"You know that's not gonna happen, princess" he said, leaning against the wall. You sighed and got up, opening the door and revealing your tear-stained face. "Aw, c'mere" he said, hugging you to him and you broke down crying. "Don't listen to them, sweetheart-"

"But they're right, Eddie" you said, pulling away. "And I know it shouldn't bother me this much but-" you sighed. "Why do I have to like someone like Steve Harrington?"

Eddie was your best friend in the entire world. The two of you grew up next to each other and he was like the big brother you never had. If it wasn't for him, you probably wouldn't even have any other friends. Aside from Robin.

"Because that's not something you can decide" he laughed. "Look, Harrington's not that bad" he tried. "You never know, maybe he has a thing for nerdy, shy girls who like to play D&D" he said, trying to cheer you up and making you chuckle just slightly.

"You're just saying that because you hope Chrissy Cunningham has a thing for metalheads with long hair who love to play D&D" you smiled up at him.

"Hey! It could happen. At least Chrissy and I have hung out before-"

"Once, at our talent show in middle school, and I honestly doubt she remembers" you chuckled.

"Well, still" he argued, glad that you were feeling better. "So, are you gonna be okay, or do you need me to kill those assholes we call friends?" he said, making you laugh a little again.

"I'm okay" you said, hugging him again. "Thanks, Eddie" you smiled. "Now get out of the girls' bathroom before someone sees you" you said and he chuckled, kissing your head and leaving.

You went over to wash your face and fix yourself when you heard the bell ring. You quickly grabbed your things and made your way out of the bathroom as fast as you could but bumped into someone when you did.

"Jesus Christ!" you heard that voice. You looked up from the floor and found Steve Harrington looking back at you. "I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going, are you alright?" he asked, offering you his hand. You looked at it and back at him and you nervously took it, trying your best to stop your hand from shaking.

"Y-yeah, that's okay, I wasn't paying attention either" you said shyly.

"You sure you didn't hurt yourself?" he asked, flashing the most beautiful smile you'd ever seen.

"Y-yes, I'm f-fine" you chuckled nervously.

"Okay, cool" he said. "See you around, then" he said, walking past you back on his track.

You sighed, staring dreamily at him. You knew Eddie had just tried to make you feel better. But every time you looked at Steve, there was a small part of you that hoped with all of your heart that he could maybe be right.

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"I'm just saying, I don't get what the big deal is" Robin, another one of your few friends, told you while you were in class. "I mean, look at him. He always gets bagel crumbs all over the floor and he asks dumb questions and he's such a douchebag-"

"Hey! Cut him some slack" you complained. "You're just saying that because you hate that Tammy Thompson has a crush on him" you whispered.

"I'm just saying, I don't get why you like him so much" she told you.

"Well, he's cute" you said as if it was obvious. "And he's nice. I bumped into him today and he helped me up and-"

"Whoa, hold on! You talked to him? As in talk to him?" she asked, curiously.

"Don't say it like that, I have talked to him before-"

"No, you haven't!" she laughed and you glared at her.

"Yes, I have!"

"Let's recall, shall we?" she asked, grabbing one of your notebooks she knew you used as your personal 'I love Steve Harrington' journal. She looked through the pages and landed on one. "Ah! Here. He asked you if he could borrow a pencil" she chuckled and looked for another entry. "On this day, he asked, what you got for answer number three on a math test. Spicy" she mocked you and you glared at her. "And, on this day, which is my personal favorite" she smirked. "He shared with you his passion hatred towards Billy Hargrove saying, 'What an ass, huh?'" she said, going over to a new blank page. "So, I guess we can now add, 'Bumped into him and he helped me up'" she wrote on it. "You know, if you keep this up, you might end up married by graduation-"

"Alright, fine, that's enough!" you rolled your eyes, grabbing the notebook from her.

"I'm just saying, the guy is a douchebag, how can you think he's this perfect?"

"You're the one to talk! You think Tammy Thomson is perfect!" you whispered the last part.

"She is!"

"She wants to be like a singer" you laughed.

"So? She has dreams!"

"Have you heard her sing? She sounds like a muppet!"

"She does not!"

"Does too!"

"Uh, hey ladies" the two of you stopped when you heard someone interrupting and you looked up to see Steve Harrington standing there.

"Holy shit" you both muttered under your breath. Had you somehow summoned him? "Uh... h-hello" you managed to say, trying not to stare at him while Robin smirked.

"I was going to ask if you wanted to switch places since Tammy is your partner" he said, looking at Robin.

"W-what? P-partner? What do you mean partner?" she stuttered, nervously.

"For... the project?" Steve said as if it was obvious. "Mrs. Click just... assigned partners?" he kept going. "You're with Tammy Thompson" he explained. "And I'm with you" he said, looking straight at you.

"Y-you're with m-me?" you stuttered, trying not to let your heart warm at the sound of the sentence that Steve Harrington was with you.

"Oh! Right, yeah, I knew that" Robin said, grabbing all of her stuff and winking at you. "Good luck" she said before she ran over to Tammy Thompson. Steve let out a soft chuckle and took Robin's place in front of you.

"So, it looks like we're gonna be partners" he said.

"Uh-huh" you were only able to say.

"I'm Steve-" he started as he stuck out his hand.

"Harrington, I know" you smiled awkwardly, shaking his hand. You are so stupid. "I uh- we've had classes together since kindergarten" you said blushing even more at the fact that he really had no idea who you were. Of course, he wouldn't. He was Steve Harrington and you were... well, nobody.

"W-we have?" he asked with his smile falling and feeling a bit bad about not remembering you. "I m-mean, o-of course we have" he said awkwardly.

If you had felt stupid the entire day, courtesy of your friends, you felt a new level beyond that now. Here you were, literally writing down the four times Steve Harrington had barely acknowledged your existence and he had absolutely no idea who you were.

"You have no idea what my name is, do you?" you said with a small smile to let him know you weren't mad at the fact that he didn't. Because, really, why would he? Steve bit his lip awkwardly and placed his hand on the back of his head, which you think was absolutely adorable.

"Uh- y-yes" he said with his cheeks blushing. "O-of course, I do-" he chuckled nervously.

"You do?" you asked with an arched eyebrow. You knew he was only trying to be polite, but a really small part of you actually hoped that he might just know it. Even if it was because Mrs. Click had just told him his partner's name.

"Yeah" he insisted.

"Well, what is it then?" you asked with a small chuckle.

"It's um-" he said, looking down at your things to see if your name was on them, but no such luck. How could he not know? Mrs. Click had just told him and pointed at you when she assigned him his partner. "Umm-"

"It's (Y/N)-"

"(Y/N), yes! I was just going to say that!" he insisted, making you laugh a little.

"Of course, you were" you smiled.

"I swear!" he insisted with a sweet smile. "Alright, I promise I won't forget it from now on, okay?"

"It's okay, really" you assured him. "There's no real reason why you should remember my name" you smiled shyly, but it came out sadder than you intended to and Steve felt a string pulled on his heart.

"Hey, no, don't say that" he told you. "I'm just... really bad at names" he insisted. "I promise I won't forget it, alright? I mean, now we're partners, and... didn't I just bump into you earlier today?" he asked, making your stupid heart flutter at the thought of him remembering you. Yeah, as the dumb girl who bumped into him.

"Uh- yeah" you nodded. "That was me" you said, feeling your cheeks burning.

"See? So it was meant to be" he smiled. "We bumped into each other and now we're partners" he smiled at you. Meant to be. "So... should we... get started on this project?"

"Oh, y-yeah, sure" you smiled shyly and realized you had no idea what the project was about.

"Could I... take a look at your notes? To be honest, I wasn't really paying attention" he chuckled, grabbing your notebook.

"Sure-" you said before you realized which notebook he took. "Wait, NO!" you said, grabbing it from him and closing it, putting it in your bag. That was your 'Steve entry' journal. "Uh- that's m-my notebook for another class" you said, feeling your cheeks burning like they never had before.

"Oh, sorry" he laughed, a little confused when he saw your other notebook on our desk, with a blank page. "Were you... also not paying attention?"

"Um... r-right, I was... kind of distracted talking to Robin" you admitted. "But... it looks like what we have to do is pick a classic book, like The Great Gatsby, and see how it can adapt to our daily life" you said, looking at the board and starting to take notes.

"Okay, cool so, we should do The Great Gatsby then-"

"A-actually, I don't think we should do that one" you said, nervously.

"Why not?" he asked, confused.

"Well, firstly, I think everyone will be doing that one" you rolled your eyes a little. "And secondly, it's a boring book" you admitted.

"What? You think The Great Gatsby is boring?" he chuckled.

"Don't get me wrong, it's a good book but... it's written by some rich white guy about some rich white guy, and I guess we're supposed to feel bad for him because he's obsessed with the only girl he can't have?" you chuckled.

"Well, maybe more people than you think can relate to that" Steve said, quietly.

"Maybe you can, but I don't... at all" you insisted. "I'm just saying there are plenty of other books, better books, that we can consider" you suggested.

"Okay, like which one?"

"Well" you said, grabbing your bag and putting out some of the books in them.

"Holy shit, you read all of these?" he asked, as you took out about five books. "Wait, are they like... for school or something?"

"No" you said shyly. "I just... like to read, I guess" you smiled.

"Okay, well I haven't read any of these" he said, going through your books. "So, you can choose which one-"

"N-no" you replied. "That wouldn't be fair" you told him. "Maybe we can each narrow it down to five books-" you stopped when you saw his worried expression. "Or three books, that should be enough" you said, seeing him sigh in relief. "And then we can decide together" you smiled politely.

"Okay, sure- sounds good" he smiled. "So, do you want to get together after school to work on this?" he asked casually. Even if it was a study date, your heart still couldn't tell the difference. You were going to hang out with Steve Harrington after school. No, no you weren't.

"Um, uh- a-actually I have to work today" you said, feeling disappointed.

"Oh, where do you work?" he asked curiously.

"At the... diner" you said as if it was obvious. As if he should remember to see you there at least once since he's there every Saturday.

"Benny's Diner?" he asked and you nodded. "No kidding! I love it there! I go there all the time" he smiled.

"I know" you blurted out before you could stop yourself. "I m-mean, I see everyone from school there all the time" you covered up. "It's pretty packed Fridays and Saturdays" you said. "I've... seen you there with your friends" you smiled. Not friends. Dates. Girls you have always secretly wished it was you. "I'm off tomorrow, though" you said, getting back to the point.

"Well, then tomorrow it is" he smiled.

"Uh- um, s-sure, we could get together at the library-"

"Oh, I was thinking we could go to my house" he suggested, making your heart drop.

"At y-your house?" you asked, feeling your entire body shaking.

"Yeah, I mean, it's just more comfortable than some old library, and I have way better snacks, I promise" he smiled. "If that's... okay with you, of course" he added.

"I uh- w- um-" you stuttered. You in Steve Harrington's house. "S-sure" you managed to blurt out.

"Cool" he said just as the bell rang. "So, we can meet up by the parking lot when school ends, sounds good?" he smiled. You were still processing your whole conversation so you could only nod. "Great, see you later, (Y/N)" he smiled before he walked away.

Holy shit. You were going to spend tomorrow afternoon with Steve fucking Harrington.

To Be Continued

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[Ch.2]

A/N: soooo what do you guys think? should I do a part 2? also, let me know if you would like to be tagged on the next part :D hope you liked it!

[saltyhyunjae]

THE STEALER CHAPTER ONE: PULL THE TRIGGER

genre/warnings: angst, fluff, slow burn, enemies to lovers (?), kidnapping, criminal!tbz, mentions of guns & knives, quick mention of suicide

word count: 2,5k

summary: As y/n is leaved to close the store on her own, the last thing that she expects, happens to her

pairing: tbz x fem reader

“Y/n! You’re closing the store tonight, I have an emergency at home and I need to get going.” You hear your boss, Jiyoo yell from the back of the store as you put some new clothing items up on the racks. You sigh. “Okay!” You yell back at her and look at the time. 8:30PM. The store closes at 9 so you won’t be alone for a long time.

“The store is super quiet right now so I'm sure you can handle the last 30 minutes on your own.” Jiyoo smiles as she walks towards the entrance of the store. ‘I hope so.” You smile back.

She tells you to put the money in the safe and clean the store a bit and then quickly leaves the store, leaving you alone with 2 customers and the loud music of the speakers playing Bad Guy by Billie Eilish.

After the last customers leave, you look at the time again, 9:58. You make your way to the entrance to close the door and turn off the lights so nobody starts knocking, begging you to let them in, then you tidy some stuff up as you make your way back to the counter. As you reach the counter the radio switches to the news.

“The infamous criminal group ‘The Boyz’ have gotten away with yet another robbery just yesterday making it their 12th theft of the month. The police still have not been able to catch them due to the group's large number of members.”

You sigh. Instead of partying with your friends on this friday night you have been put in charge to close the store. “I don’t get paid enough for this.’ you murmur as you grab the money they earned today and start counting them. The sound of something falling shakes you out of your thoughts.

“What the- oh it’s just the broom that fell.” Just as you are about to go back to counting you hear a faint thud in the storage room. “Ok, I'm getting really scared now.” You whisper to yourself.

You decide to shake it off and go back to counting when you suddenly feel cold metal against the back of your head.

Oh fuck.

“Put the money down,''

You hear a male voice say. You do what he says as you start praying internally. You then feel a sharp object pressed against your lower back.

“Listen up, as long you’re doing as we say, you’re not gonna get hurt.”

‘That’s what they always say.’ You think but would never dare to say out loud. You’re on the verge of tears thinking this is your last day when you hear another thud.

“OW!” You hear another voice yell.

“Dumbass.” You hear another voice say.

‘How many of these motherfuckers are there.’ You think

“Grab some stuff over there.” You hear the one holding a gun against your head say as you see another figure grabbing the money you just dropped on the counter.

“I can’t see shit in here.” One of the voices further away from you says.

“Turn the lights on hyung!” The other one says.

You flinch as the lights turn on. Not daring to look at thieves. No Y/n u need to remember their faces just in case they actually don’t kill you. As you look up you make eye contact with the one that took the money. Your eyes widen at how handsome he is. “Bring us to the safe.” The one holding the knife against your lower back says. You slowly turn around making eye contact with the one holding the gun.

Shit, he’s handsome too.

You slowly start walking to the storage room.

“Changmin! Eric! We’ll be right back, grab everything you can!” Gun guy says.

When you arrive at the storage room, you walk to the safe and kneel in front of it, the three guys still behind. As you type in the code you hear a walkie talkie go off followed by another voice.

“What is taking so long.”

“Shut up, we just got to the safe. Anybody nearby?” The one without a weapon, as far as you know then, asks.

“No, it’s dead, everyone is going out a few blocks away.”

“Give us 10 minutes.”

“Fine.”

You take the money out and hand it to knife guy, who puts it in a bag.

“Please don’t kill me.” You plead.

“We won’t.” Gun guy says.

“Hyunjae, come with me. Juyeon, keep an eye on her.” Gun guy commands as he walks away with Hyunjae.

You took the opportunity to look at knife guy, Juyeon.

Fuck, he’s beautiful too.

You guys just stay there in silence till the two guys come back into the storage room. But this time they came back with the two other guys.

“Plan changed, we’re taking you with us.” Hyunjae says. Your eyes widen and you try to get up and escape. Just as you get up, Juyeon grabs your left arm, pulls you back and holds the knife against your neck.

“Do as we say and you will not get hurt.” Gun guy says. Your hands get tied behind your back and you decide to give in and follow the guys outside.

“Took you long enough.” You see three other guys waiting outside. One shows a bored expression, the other is very tall and the last is...very cute? They’re all handsome too. You mentally cry.

“Who’s that?” The ‘cute’ one says with a softer voice. “Our new friend.” Hyunjae smirks. You internally scoff as they walk you to the bus. When they open the bus you see three more guys.

How many of them can there be?!

“Hi, ooohh who’s that.” One of them behind a huge computer screen says.

“They brought a souvenir.” The tall guy that was waiting outside laughs.

They put you in the car and start driving. Tears are threatening to leave your eyes as you think about your friends and family. What if you get killed? Or they never let you go? or even worse… you get Stockholm syndrome?!?!

“What’s your name?” The ‘cute’ one with a soft voice asks you. You still look down refusing to talk.

“Cat caught your tongue.” Hyunjae scoffs.

“I’m jacob.” The one with a soft voice says, you look up to see him give you a soft smile.

“Y/n.” You murmur and the boys start introducing themselves to you. You nod at them and for the rest of the car ride you stay quiet.

After maybe 45 minutes the car stops and they open the door and help you get out. You look up to see a huge villa remote from the city. You guys make your way to the villa and once you're inside they guide you to the couch. They all sit across from you while Sangyeon stands.

“Y/n, do you happen to know who we are?” He asks

You slowly shake your head looking at the 11 boys. Wait. 11 boys? NO WAY! You suddenly remember the new reports for the last two months. You've been kidnapped by…

The Boyz.

You hear the boys laugh at your shocked expression.

“Listen up.” Sangyeon speaks up “It wasn’t in our plan to keep you hostage, but now that you’re here we’ve got to make the best of it haha. As you can see our house is very messy and we’re desperately in need of a cleaner. So we’ll point out your room for you to get some rest, you start tomorrow. Any questions.”

“I don't have any clothes to wear besides these.”

“Well thank God we robbed a clothing store.” Kevin laughs.

“We’ll make sure to buy all the necessities you need.”Sangyeon assures you. He tells you what time they’ll come and wake you up and commands Jacob and Kevin to bring you to your room while Changmin grabs some bed sheets and pillows.

As they open the door to your new room, you see that it’s huge and empty with only curtains and an empty bed in the middle of it.

“You can decorate as time goes by.” Kevin tells you and you nod. Changmin comes in with the pillows and bed sheet and the 3 boys help u set up the bed.

Once your bed is all made up, Younghoon comes in with two pairs of pajamas and some normal clothes for you to wear. All hail one size fits all clothes. Once you put on your pajamas, you lie in bed and think about everything that has just happened until you fall asleep.

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The sun shining through your curtains wakes you up. You groan in annoyance, put a pillow over your head and close your eyes again. Right as you begin to doze off again, your door opens. “It’s time to get up.” You hear someone say. You turn around to see Chanhee standing at your door. “Be downstairs in 30 minutes” He says, closing the door again. As you get up, you get a moment of realization.

You’ve been kidnapped…… YOU’VE BEEN KIDNAPPED! YOU NEED GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.

But how.

While you get dressed you think of all the ways you could escape. Jump out of the window? Suicide. Grab a knife and kill them? You would already have been killed before you stabbed one of them. Sneak out of the house while they’re sleeping? PERFECT. But you needed to stay a bit to figure out the plan in detail. You need to know your way out and their sleeping schedule, you also need to gain their trust. You needed to be super nice to them for them to trust you.

You take a deep breath and step out of your room. When you arrive downstairs you see that all of the boys are awake. “Good Morning!” Haknyeon jumps up from the couch. “Good morning.” You respond back.

“Ah, you’re awake.” Sangyeon walks into the living room. “Sit down, I'll explain what you need to do.” He starts talking about you making their meals and doing their laundry followed by cleaning the whole house. You mentally sigh. This isn’t going to be easy.

Kevin introduces you to the kitchen and offers to help with making breakfast.

“Haknyeon, stop it!” Kevin grabs the spoon that Haknyeon is about to dip in the soup.

For the third time.

“I’m just tasting it for you guys.”

“You’ve tasted enough, get out!” Haknyeon pouts as he walks out of the kitchen, making you giggle.

“So, Kevin, how many times a week do you guys go out to steal?” “Hmm, maybe five to six times a week. Why?” He looks up at you. “Oh just wondering.” You lie. “Must be tiring.”

You continue to make the soup while wondering if it was possible to escape while they’re out stealing. You decide to ask Kevin for more information and he tells you that it usually takes 30 minutes to an hour for them to finish a small mission and that bigger missions sometimes take up to three hours.

He also tells you that he, Haknyeon and sunwoo are in charge of hacking, Younghoon, Jacob and Chanhee are always on the watch and Sangyeon, Hyunjae, Juyeon, Eric, and Changmin are the ones in action.

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“Wow this is good!” Eric says, stuffing his mouth with the soup you and Kevin made.

I should’ve put poison in it, you think to yourself.

“So Y/n, tonight we have another mission and since we can’t trust you alone in this house we have to take you with us from now on.” Sangyeon speaks up.

Fuck.

“Sure” You simply say. “So what’s tonight’s mission about, hyung?” Changmin asks. “Tonight we’re robbing the new shoe store in town.”

And they all go crazy

“Finally! I needed new Jordan's.” Eric jumps up from his seat. “We should rob a Balenciaga store next.” Sunwoo sighs. After the boys finally calm down and finish their breakfast, you go wash the dishes while they prepare for tonight’s robbery.

Finally the time has broken for tonight’s mission. While in the car, Sangyeon instructs you to stay in the car with the hackers while the rest of them go to their usual position. When it’s time for the rest to leave the car, you lean back and sigh.

You have no phone, no nothing, all you can do is pray you get out of this situation soon.

“I see you’re enjoying yourself.” Sunwoo chuckles. “Leave her alone Sunwoo. Why don’t you come and look at how we work?” Kevin motions for you to sit next to him.

You sit in between him and Haknyeon and look up at the huge screen. Kevin clicks on a couple of things and all of a sudden a bunch of security camera screens pop up. In one of them you see Jacob, Younghoon and Chanhee on the lookout while the rest make their way around the back of the building.

“If I click on this, all the footage of tonight will be deleted, but I'll do that after the guys come back.” He points at a key on his keyboard. “Now we have to crack the password. Haknyeon?”

You look at your right to see Haknyeon click on a bunch of keys to reveal the password.

“1206” He says, and Sunwoo repeats it into the walkie talkie.

After 30 minutes the rest rushes back in the car with a bunch of bags full of shoes and money.

“We almost got caught.” Eric pants out of breath.

“I saw no one in the store though?” Kevin asks, while deleting the camera footage.

“There was this old lady walking in the alley and Eric started freaking out” Hyunjae huffs.

“So an old lady walking in a dark alley in the middle of the night isn’t sus?!” Eric yells, making the others laugh.

When you guys arrive ‘home’, you decide to go to sleep first because you're exhausted. When you lie in your bed, you fall asleep almost immediately.

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“I’m kinda getting bored of robbing, I need more thrill.” Changmin lay’s down on the couch.

“Yeah me too, I want some adrenaline.” Eric plops down next to him. “Try jumping off a cliff.” “Not funny, Sunwoo.”

“Oh! I have an idea!” Haknyeon jumps up. “Y/n is our maid now, right?” “Maid.” Younghoon snorts. “She’s cute, right? And we steal stuff, right?”

“Get to the point.” Sangyeon sighs.

“Let’s steal her heart.”

Hyunjae burst out laughing. “Are you insane? Why would we do that? That sounds so dumb.”

“You guys said you were bored and this sounds like a fun mission to me.”

“I agree, this could be fun.” Eric jumps up from the couch.

“So you wanna make her fall in love with one of us?” Jacob sits up. “Why would she do that, we’re holding her hostage.” Sunwoo laughs.

“That’s what makes it hard and more of a fun mission!”

“And when does the winner get?” Sangyeon speaks up.

“We have to do anything for that person for two whole years.”

“Are you out of your mind?” Hyunjae scoffs.

“I like the idea, I'm with Haknyeon.” Juyeon sides with the younger one.

“Fine it’s a good distraction, we need to get off the radar for a week, the police are still on our heels.” Sangyeon gives in while Haknyeon and Eric cheer.

[mcl38]

i have a theory that the drivers’ car numbers are their mental ages pls hear me out bc i’m right

lewis: he’s mature. stable. he has a scooter because he wants to be down with the kids. experienced but no signs of slowing down. he’s a 44 year old

valtteri: this guy eats so much porridge because his teeth have fallen off. he goes fucking ice fishing. he’s 77 for sure

sebastian: seb is that kid with the red toy car that makes the vroom noises with his mouth. he does the egyptian dance and sings “ta tara ra ta ta” on the radio when he’s happy. he’s 5

charles: tell me this boy is not 16 like - tell me he doesn’t smoke cigarettes just to look cool and posts filtered pictures of him and his girlfriend at the beach on insta with post malone as the caption

max: god have you ever met a single man in his early 30s. he would bully me for not liking beer. he’s stubborn and kind of angry and he’s 33 and you just got dirt on his polo shirt how dare you

alex: alex is a nice normal person. he acts as a person in their early 20s should, so his age is not that far off his real one. he has an instagram for his cats and he loves his siblings- he’s 23

lando: i mean i know theres an issue abt babying lando too much but guys he’s barely been weaned off milk and he only eats pizza and chicken. he’s 4

carlos: carlos is the uncle at the barbeque who makes the comment that doesnt quite sit right with you. he tries to teach you spanish but you don’t like the way he grabs your shoulder when he talks to you because his hands are sweaty. he’s 55

daniel: i mean. he thinks fart jokes are funny and mostly communicates with noises, not words. he’s 3

esteban: ok listen esteban is that woman who reads cosmo and actively takes sides in celebrity divorces. he would name his child khatelynne. he’s 31

sergio: look, personally 11 is the age everything in my life went downhill and i’m still bitter for poor checo so it fits

lance: lance is a hockey boy. he is runner up prom king. he’s 18

(bonus- hulk: if u told me this man is 27 i wouldn’t bat an eyelash idek what his real age is i trust that 27 so much)

pierre: i wouldn’t be surprised if pierre was genuinely into naruto. also there’s a reason all those children’s book plots with the big redeption arcs all happen to pre-teens it’s just a magical age. he’s 10

daniil: apparently daniil is actually 26 but even if he wasn’t, you know when you meet one of those dudes who’s really into learning guitar? they’re always 26. all of them

kimi: kimi is cranky without an ice cream in his hand. he’d pull out the chair from under you and then refuse to speak when the teacher asks him to apologise. he’s 7

antonio: idk man is anyone even sure antonio’s alive like where is he? he’s 99

romain: ah. 8. the perfect age for bumper cars. he took a ratatouille themed cooking class and he won’t shut up about it

kevin: kevin has just gotten out of his teens and he’s growing disillusioned with the instability of life so he takes it out on others. he’s 20

nicholas: this boy likes nutella and mario kart. he’s just started school and his backpack is blue. he’s 6

george: of course george is 63. he tells you stories about what life used to be “back in the day”. centered, patient but lively, george would show me chuck norris memes on facebook and i’d laugh along because i like him.

[cristalconnors]

TOP 20 SONGS OF 2020

20. “BELOW THE CLAVICLE”- EARTHEATER

“The meaning hasn’t come up yet. It’s still under the surface below the clavicle.”

It isn’t just Alexandra Drewchin’s ear splitting soprano when she hits that impossibly high B, practically shrieking out the “cle” syllable of clavicle, though that’s undoubtedly when I first knew that Eartheater’s avant folk was for me- it’s also the cinematic, lush strings, both bowed and plucked (is that acoustic guitar or harp? I genuinely can’t tell), deepening and complicating the sonic texture of Drewchin’s study of parsing through emotions you aren’t ready to make sense of yet. 

19. “PUSSY TALK”- CITY GIRLS, FT. DOJA CAT

“This pussy so ghetto, this pussy speak ebonics”

“WAP”’s funnier, classless Irish twin, though it’s important to note “Pussy Talk” came first. Yung Miami and JT enlist Doja Cat to expound on everything their pussies deserve and will absolutely settle for nothing less than. And why should they when they’re spitting out verses this inspiredly hilarious with such confidence and flow? 

18. “LICK IN HEAVEN”- JESSY LANZA

“Once I’m spinning, I can’t stop spinning...”

Jessy Lanza is talking about losing your cool, letting your emotions get the best of you and lashing out instead of letting cooler heads prevail, but when that earworm of a chorus hits- “once I’m spinning, I can’t stop spinning” - I can’t stop spinning. I’m that woman on the single art, a wine mom lost in the delirium of the dance floor and in Lanza’s hypnotic, fragmented rhythms.  

17. “GASLIGHTER”- THE CHICKS

“Boy, you know exactly what you did on my boat!”

“Gaslighter” finds Natalie Ames and her Chicks at their most simultaneously ruthless and ebullient, ripping Ames’s ex-husband Adrian Pasdar a new asshole and ratcheting up the righteous anger of “Goodbye Earl” tenfold, channeling it into a glorious wall of sound in what might be their most rousing, emotionally resonant chorus in their storied career. 

16. “HANNAH SUN”- LOMELDA

“Hannah do no harm...”

While “Hannah Sun” begins as an exquisitely observed rumination on grappling with long-distance, pining for someone who’s a continent away, it gradually becomes clear that Hannah Read blames herself for putting the distance between her and the subject of her longing, and that the distance isn’t strictly literal. Skittering synths (or is that distorted flute?) complicate and enrich the texture of the song, allowing it to build organically and stunningly towards a heartbreaking plea to herself- “Hannah, do no harm.”

15. “FIRE”- WAXAHATCHEE

“And when I turn back around will you drain me back out? Will you let me believe that I broke through?”

When I’d drive back and forth between Dallas and Austin over and over again when I was in college, I’d often get off I-35 past Waco and take the back roads through towns I’d never heard of, the sun setting spectacularly behind the titular hills of Hill Country that were beginning to roll out in earnest. I think about that a lot when listening to “Fire,” a song dripping in rural Americana that was, unsurprisingly, inspired by a road trip. We’ve probably all been Katie Crutchfield as she crossed the bridge into West Memphis- alone in the car, awed by the simple beauty of the American countryside, making speeches to ourselves about our past mistakes and figuring out a way forward. 

14. “3AM”- HAIM

“On the screen and in my jeans, just make me feel good.”

On an album full of genre departures and decidedly darker themes than we’ve typically heard from Haim in their near decade of syncopated bubblegum pop rock, “3AM” stands out not only as their most effective stab at pastiche, slipping into the trappings of contemporary R&B with shocking ease and gusto, but also as their most unabashedly fun track in their entire oeuvre. “I think you can hear the amount of joy and laughs we had making this song” Alana Haim tells Apple Music, and you absolutely can.

13. “QADIR”- NICK HAKIM

“We’re sinking down a hole without thinking about our loved ones who might be shrinking...”

I often wonder if I’m putting enough effort into maintaining my relationships with friends I don’t see regularly, who live several time zones away, living their own lives while I live mine. When the thought of sustaining simple correspondence becomes overwhelming, it’s easy for months to go by before you realize you haven’t spoken to one of your closest friends. “QADIR” plays less like a eulogy for a friend gone too soon (though of course it is that) than a plea to the listener to put in the work. It’s worth it. You never know when it’ll be too late.

12. “LEVITATING”- DUA LIPA

“Glitter in the sky, glitter in our eyes shining just the way we are.”

Just a few bars of that delightfully bouncy, extra-terrestrial beat is enough to launch me into space. It’s so refreshing to hear a song that remembers that pop is supposed to be joyful and is best when it’s a bit silly. When discussing this track with Apple Music, Dua Lipa cites Austin Powers as inspiration, elaborating that “if I do a video for this, Mike Meyers has to be in it.” Can’t you just see them together, performing a farcical pas de deux of seduction like the spiritual successor to “Beautiful Stranger?”

11. “RIQUIQUI”- ARCA

“Love in the face of fear! Fear in the face of God!”

Arca’s made a career of harnessing chaos and somehow making sense of it. On an album that finds her embracing more traditional, accessible song structures, “Riquiqui” is a reminder that even when working within an AB structure, she’s still breaking rules left and right and having a blast doing it. She’s also never sounded so ferociously empowered in either her femininity or in her Venezuelan identity, rattling off local colloquialisms with affection and verve without a second thought as to who’s going to understand it. 

10. “FANTASY”- AGAINST ALL LOGIC

“I think about you all the time...”

Or, the musical embodiment of this gif:

When Nicolas Jaar’s tormented synths and crunching beats give way to Beyoncé’s unmistakable alto, it is indeed quite the shock. But should it be? Even if 2017-2019 finds him ditching the dancefloor in favor of more severe, unforgiving soundscapes, his already varied career has shown us nothing’s off limits to him. So why not reinvent Beyoncé’s iconic “Baby Boy” into an industrial, vaguely sinister certified bop that arguably surpasses the original?

9. “PEOPLE, I’VE BEEN SAD”- CHRISTINE AND THE QUEENS

“If you disappear, then I’m disappearing, too.”

“People, I’ve been sad” plays out with the vulnerability and intimacy of a tumblr text post you put out in the middle of the night, only to hastily delete later when it gets no notes. It forgoes flowery language in favor of just getting to the point. “I’ve been sad.” Héloïse Adelaïde Letissier blows up this deceptively simple sentiment with richly layered textures and a big screen gloss not to offer any remedies but instead to offer solidarity. We’re all in this hell together.

8. “DESCRIBE”- PERFUME GENIUS

“Can you just find him for me?”

Mike Hadreas has never sounded so hopeless. Utilizing harsh, rattling guitar that would make Kevin Shields swoon, he conveys the experience of being so estranged from happiness and joy that you need to rely on others to describe the sensation to you. But how, when exploring darker textures than he ever has before, does he make despondency sound so divine? 

7. “4 AMERICAN DOLLARS”- U.S. GIRLS

“No matter how much you get to have, you will still die and that’s the only thing.”

Meg Remy picks up where she left off on “4 American Dollars,” reviving the subversive pastiche she mastered on In a Poem Unlimited, this time harnessing the power of funk to dismantle the fallacies we’re taught about the virtues of capitalism. Heavy stuff, but Remy makes it less didactic than joyous, ensuring the listener will be singing “I don’t believe in pennies and nickels and dimes and dollars and pesos and pounds and rupees and yen and rubles” until they start to wonder if maybe they shouldn’t, either. 

6. “STUPID LOVE”- LADY GAGA

“I freak out, I freak out, I freak out, I freak out!”

Due to a healthy spirit of contrarianism mixed with a touch of internalized homophobia and genuine bafflement at her universal appeal and praise, I was a proud Lady Gaga hater for as long as she’d been a cultural entity. I just didn’t get her at all and loved that about myself. Annoying, I know. 2020 was the year I was finally ready to let that all go. Just before the world fell apart in March, I was out at Flaming Saddles (RIP) with friends the night this song came out and by the sixteenth time it played, I understood why it was inducing such hysteria. This was a cultural shift. After a frustrating near-decade of Gaga subverting expectations so thoroughly that she was actively working against her strengths and sabotaging her cultural ubiquity in the process, coupled with the most frightening era of political upheaval in our lifetimes, she was finally ready to save us and be Lady Gaga again. Booming synth, drag sensibilities, absurd thematic conceits- all was right in the world. For the first time in a long time, people had something to be hopeful about, and as I danced that night, I felt that hope, too. 

5. “SHELLFISH MADEMOISELLE”- RÓISÍN MURPHY

“How dare you sentence me to a lifetime without dancing?”

As soon as that bass starts (the funkiest bassline in the history of music?) it’s like Róisín Murphy’s snake charming oboe, coaxing even the most stalwart curmudgeon onto the dancefloor and keeping them there, dancing frantically and involuntarily like the citizens of Strasbourg in 1518, trying their best to keep up with Murphy who isn’t even breaking a sweat, commanding the masses with a sultry remove, beckoning you closer, pulling you inexorably deeper into the mass of gyrating bodies and whispering in your ear “come and have a dance with yer mum.”

4. “PARTY 4 U”- CHARLI XCX

“I only threw this party for you...”

As PC Music / Bubblegum Bass / whatever you want to call it enters its second decade, Charli XCX proves not only that there’s still new textures to explore within it, but also that no one can exploit its artifice to get down to emotional truths like she can. How can she make something this slick sound so vulnerable? “I only threw this party for you” she croons over and over again over glorious syncopated synths that build exquisitely, reaching their climax only to immediately fall away, until it’s just her and her trusty autotune, pleading with the subject of the song to just come to the damn party. But they won’t, of course. They never do, do they?

3. “WAP”- CARDI B, FT. MEGAN THEE STALLION

“I want you to touch that lil’ dangly thing that swing in the back of my throat!”

Sometimes you just immediately know you’re living through a significant cultural moment. No, not COVID. I’m talking about the experience of hearing Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion’s instant classic “WAP” for the first time, a titanic meeting of the minds that finds both of them at the apex of their cultural influence and at their most undeniable. Can the argument be made that these two aren’t the two best rappers in the game right now? How could you hear this inspiredly filthy sex positive juggernaut, where Cardi and Megan are trading the sickest verses of their careers, and not think these two deserve the world? 

2. “KEROSENE!”- YVES TUMOR

“I can be your baby in real life, sugar. I can live in your dreams.”

If the 2010′s were all about the pop-ification of all music, trading in live instrumentation in favor of polished synths, 2020 forcefully announced the return of the electric guitar when Yves Tumor and Diana Gordon’s back and forth lustfully submissive declarations of desire suddenly gave way to that nasty guitar rip lifted from Uriah Heep’s “Weep in Silence” to announce yet another cultural shift in a year chock full of them- rock and roll was, indeed, here to stay. 

1. “I WANT YOU TO LOVE ME”- FIONA APPLE

“I move with the trees in the breeze, I know that time is elastic.”

We live and we learn. Years spent soul searching and on self-discovery shape us into better, smarter people, progressively knowing and understanding ourselves and the world around us more and more clearly, but Fiona Apple knows that none of that can quell the ferocious desire to be loved by someone. By anyone. By you, whoever that is. We can know that time is elastic and that when we’re gone all our particles will disband and disperse and then we’ll be back in the pulse, and we can know that none of this stuff actually matters, but still- we want, we want, we want. 

[liaisun]

Hi hope you don’t mind me asking but what is the monster therapy Au? Is it different from the other monster Au? It sounds cool whatever it is!

omg thank u for asking!!!!!! i love talking abt my aus its always welcome<3 when i saw u sent me an ask i got so excited JSJDKF also because i feel like you'd like it 👁️

yes!!! they r 2 different aus. so the monster therapy au is based off of this prompt: "You're a psychologist. Your speciality is monsters, who lack the self-confidence to actually scare anyone." and as soon as i saw it i was like BEE @ KEVIN!!!! it just clicked. honestly it does kinda have monsters inc vibes LOL, but in the sense like monster society values how scary u are.

so kevin is recently turned and undead; he's Tall, he's Intimidating but……. he's not scary. once you get to know him, what's there to be afraid of? HE'S the one who's scared. always. he's terrified. he's a coward—

once i read this thing about vampires going through the 5 stages of grief after theyve been turned and i kinda applied that here!!! even just being turned into a monster, thrust into this world u don't understand, really messes u up. most monsters are just born of the void, some are abstract and incomprehensible to the eye (powerful), some can switch between those forms and more corporeal ones, others are seen in various folklore and/or are human-like, but with other characteristics. then, people can become one after they die, either by being turned by another or being unable to rest, usually due to trauma. humans and monsters Don't coexist, so u lose everything and everyone you've ever known… compound that with some very traumatic experiences leading up to kevin's death and the death itself courtesy of one Ư̵͙̪N̵̺̲̊T̴͎̒̽H̸͎̔̉Í̸͓N̶̝̂́Ǩ̸͇̅Ä̵͕́̍B̸͇͐L̷̻̱̈́É̷̗ ̵͙͈͑̃Ň̶͓A̴̡̼̎M̸͊̊͜Ě̶̹͠ (UNTHINKABLE NAME) and bam. monster therapy time for kevin day

fear is a really big part of the story. it's what kevin tells bee is the defining characteristic of a monster; those who create it (everyone else), and those who feel it (him). ANDREW <3 his friend??? protector? small threatening omnipresent companion no one dares to cross after he devoured 4 higher souls on his first day undead? is someone who kev aspires to be. to him andrew embodies what a monster should be.

when i say kevin is recently turned i lied JSHSJF he was turned a while ago, but he was stuck as a little ball of fright (imagine the soot sprites from spirited away) in the shadows. one day andrew came across him and took him in, kept him safe and eventually…. kevin started changing. (inspired by the invisible children from moomin, kids who turn invisible after abuse but can become visible again with love and care and safety). kevin is a full being now, an actual monster, but he doesn't feel like it at all, which is where our story begins, with him talking to bee about this.

also because i am incapable of not including all three boys - neil! he is a complete shadow, dark and quiet and always moving, never taking any specific form. he's very interesting in their — kinda a mix of kandrew both. neil isn't frozen with fear like kevin was; he has bite and he isn't afraid of other monsters, has great power like andrew, but he's controlled by the past. even in a new life, he's still running, still invisible for the sake of survival.

the story isn't a romance (QUEERPLATONIC ROTATIONS) but it is full of love and trust. for example, kandrew: the dynamic between them is so important!!!!! foundation of thr au. the parallel and contrast of the times where kevin was vulnerable when a powerful person came 2 him; it destroyed kevin the first time, but now, with andrew by his side, it allows kevin 2 heal. also i think andrew became stronger while taking care of kevin in the beginning because his power wasn't running on anger and spite anymore, but protection 🥺

kevneil relationship: for kevin, i think neil entering his life in the same position kevin was/is in (but now having drew by his side) gives him new perspective . understanding . compassion too.

for neil, having people, tethers, support even in the smallest ways, makes him more real. brings him out. not in a physical sense— having a body most of the time is weird for him after changing for so long. he'll never choose or stick to one form, either. but overall, he's more settled in his existence, starts to see himself as an actual being, find his identity. even if he is Nothing, he's Nothing in the sense of a void, a black hole, and neil's been collecting bits of the world for years.

and although this au is kevin pov, i think a 2nd part with bee's pov and her different monster patients, the foxes, would be super fun :] (and more fitting of the prompt) so who knows.. . and if u want 2 know anything abt Other monster au (or any other monster au i have. so many) as well, i am here ;>

finally, here is a tidbit that doesn't fit the tone of this at all but i couldnt keep 2 myself LOL - there is a human-monster hotline u can call to speak to a liaison if u suspect monstrous activity in ur area! the number is 1-666-3005 and the Monster Identification Listing Force (MILF) is the organizer and even has an infomercial on human TV. for a generous donation of YOUR SOUL (ahem. 50¢) u can buy monster repellent. is it holy water? no, that's a common misconception - it is actually just unfiltered tap water because that stuff has so many metals in it the monsters take psychic damage near it<3 works like a charm