#blah blah shut up bat

[ohnoitsthebat]

I never want to hear from anti-Jared fans that he was the one that couldn't let SPN go. He's out there living his best life, enjoying his own tv show, where he plays an entirely different character than Sam, while the other half of the team is out here celebrating the birthday of the character he played while cosplaying as said character.....

[proodence]

I'm rewatching Alex Rider for like the 7th time but with my boyfriend and guys season 2 is so fucking good SEASON 2 IS SOOO GOOD

Alex being such a cheeky brat with the department and Alan Blunt losing his mind because Alex is being so clever and annoying

The slowly building mystery with all the pieces that gradually come together

Alex and Kyra being so cute with the washer and "survivors club" and "keeping score" of who has saved each other's life the most (and the end scene where he's looking up at her from the stage🥹😭)

Jack having her own storyline that actually serves the story and gives her character a purpose

Tom and Kyra both helping to progress the plot in ways that are genuinely required from them and makes sense for their characters

The subtle hints that Yassen is going to wind up helping Alex in the end, the way his character gradually becomes more complex with each episode

Alex just generally being so smart, so resourceful, so capable and just really encompassing his character, not to mention the genuine depth that comes from his trauma + him accidentally getting people killed over the course of the season (Blunt telling him he has blood on his hands)

The tension that builds within The Department as Smithers and Mrs. Jones start keeping secrets from Blunt about Alex

Damian Cray just getting absolutely dogpiled by Alex and the gang who just keep screwing over his plan again and again

Alex and Yassen FINALLY having a full conversation and it holds so much weight and hits so good

The part where Sabina cracks Anders over the head with her own laptop (honorable mention)

All the cheeky light hearted bits where the kids are just being shitheads with too much power, like cutting off the electricity to the whole postal code just to use the computer lab

And then on the flip the angst that comes from literally no one believing Alex about anything for like 60% of the season

It's just scene after scene of "oH THIS PARTS SO GOOD" and it doesn't stop until the very end

has it been long enough that I can say that season 3 just doesn't hit the same😭

[kodyzzz]

a recent encounter in the wild of a person i used to be friends in primary school, really made me think about how much has changed since then. because that friend is the same as i remember them, in the best meaning of that sentence, and im just. well💀

[x3luvr]

Doctors Orders —

Trafalgar Law x Reader

(Established Relationship, Slightly Suggestive, Fluff)

“Law, I feel sick.” Your unusually frail frame entered the captain’s lab, as you shifted his attention away from the medical books he was absorbed in. The dark haired man eyed your appearance, noting for any visible differences before getting up and placing a hand on your forehead.

“Hm.” He noted to himself as his expression appeared focused and calculating. “You should sit down.” Law gestured at the patients bed whilst keeping a firm grip on your arm to prevent you from stumbling.

As you waited for your lover, you observed him at work. The way his white doctor’s coat swayed, the way his long lashes batted at the countless medicines in his cabinet, and the way his touch was piercing cold as he examined your body.

“Love, you’ll have to take a blood test.” Law lifted your sleeve, gently caressing your skin in the process.

“No way, you know those freak me out.” You pulled away from his touch, watching a sigh escape his lips before a hand reached out to rub the side of your shoulder.

“I know, but your health is more important right now.” He softly replied, making a good point considering the sickly state you were in. And so, with some convincing you raised your sleeve and shut your eyes.

“Please make it quick!” You pleaded, as the sensation of your skin being pierced and blood being extracted made you woozy. You couldn’t help but tug at his coat, which caused a chain of sweet words to slip from his mouth.

“You’re fine sweetheart, almost done, you’re doing well.” Law swiftly patched you up before placing a kiss on the crown of your head.

As the pair of you waited for the blood sample results, a small smile perked at the corner of your lips. After all, your loving boyfriend went through all this trouble for you, it wouldn’t be fair if he didn’t get anything in return. Not that he’d ever expect anything.

“Law, c'mere.” You playfully gestured. Attempting to ignore the fatigue currently consuming your body. As he stood before you, your fingers began brushing along his features. Up his neck, across his jaw and against his lips. “What would I do without you?” You whispered, just loud enough to reach his senses.

Law didn’t refrain from your intimate touches. So when you brought him in for a kiss, he reciprocated by leaning further into you, placing one of his tattooed hands on your thigh and the other on the small of your back. His lips against yours with the occasional slip of the tongue formed lust in the air. However, as your legs caged his waist and his hands slipped lower and lower down, the Captain unexpectedly pulled away.

“You’re unwell love, this can wait for another time.” Law spoke, catching his breath in the process. You frowned at him, evidently disappointed. Yet deep inside, you didn’t expect a simple kiss to get as heated as it did.

“You killed my high just then.” You crossed your arms, watching him go over the results of your blood test before shoving a series of pills in your direction.

“Yeah? Well you might actually die considering how low your iron and magnesium levels are.” The dark haired man spoke with disapproval lacing his tone. “Seriously, you need to take better care of yourself.”

It was evident how much Law cherished you, especially when he’d go on long tangents about the importance of staying healthy and blah blah blah..

You finally stood up, cutting your lover off mid sentence by throwing your arms over his neck and smoothing his face full of kisses. “Sorry doc, won’t happen again.” You grinned at his taken aback expression.

“Yeah.. yeah.” He mumbled, averting his gaze from meeting yours. “And about earlier, I’ll make it up to you, so you better start taking your meds now.” A tint of blush formed on Law’s face, before he fled the scene by clearing his throat and excusing himself.

[frogs00]

Regina Janis

Silly

Some biting

Silly, sleepy, little goose.

Summary: Rejanis cuddles. Warning: fluff, some swearing. Pairings: Regina + Janis

Janis was watching a movie with hooded eyes, starting at the screen trying not to fall asleep. She hadn’t slept much the last few days and was hanging on by a string, but she wanted to finish this movie with her girl.

Curled up at Regina’s side while she played with Janis’s hair mindlessly.

She let out a yawn, rubbed her head on the blondes shoulder in a nuzzling movement.

“You’re so cute when you’re tired.” Regina said teasingly. Janis never liked being called cute, found it embarrassing. She wasn’t cute she was dangerous.

“Ah, shut up.” She muttered, looking back at the screen with tired eyes.

“So cute.” She went to tap Janis nose but she snapped her teeth and she pulled it away.

“Don’t try and bite me, weirdo!” Regina laughed, going to tap her nose again. Janis did the same exact thing, smirking.

“You’re annoying.” Regina scoffed, pulling down the beanie Janis had on over her eyes, Janis pushed it back up.

“Thanks, I strive to be.” She batted her eyes at her and laid her head back on her shoulder, Regina wrapped her arm around her tight.

Janis pretended to be interest in whatever the fuck they were watching, her foggy mind hadn’t really been following the plot line.

They were quiet for a moment longer till Regina pulled out her phone and shifted, removing her arm form around Janis.

“No,” Janis whined, pushing it away, “put it away, I was comfy.” “One seconded, geez!” Regina rolled her eyes, and continued typing. Janis pouted.

Regina side-eyed her, “Go to sleep, I know you’re tired.” She looked back at her screen, tapping away.

“Blah blah blah!” Janis mocked and turned the other way, scooting away from her, pretending to be upset and grabbing her own phone.

“Dramatic ass,” Regina laughed and set down her phone, throwing the couch pillow at the other girl. Janis gasped, setting her own phone down and throwing it right back.

“Go back on your phone, in fact, you should marry it! Cutest couple around, a blondie and her phone.” Janis said, holding back a laugh at the blondes expression.

“Oh, stop,” she pulled Janis back to her, wrapping both arm around the smaller girl. Janis allowed it, relaxing in her touch.

“I can love you both.” The blonde added. The brunette gasped once again, pushing Regina off her and rolling off the couch.

Regina burst out laughing at the girls reaction.

“You actually cheated on me? With a phone? I’m repulsed!” Janis joked from the floor, pointing an accusing finger at her.

“Get up, I’ll stop,” Regina drawled after she stopped laughing.

Janis did just that, curling up with Regina comfortably, “No more phone.” She added once more, flipping off the inanimate objects.

“You’re dumb.” Regina said affectionately. “You’re dumber.” Janis muttered sleepily, closing her eyes and feeling the tension in her head leave as she did so.

“Power couple.” Regina joked as the brunette rested her eyes, making them both giggle. Scratching her head soothingly.

Janis peeked open one eyes, peering up at her briefly, sticking out her tongue, “Silly, sleepy, little goose.” Regina muttered warmly, rolling her eyes.

She closed her eyes again, “Absolutely.” Was the last thing Janis mumbled before she drifted to sleep.

Lil Drabble because I got bored. Enjoy this shitty little thing.

[hazbin-hotlee37]

Lee!Vox with Ler!Velvette would be cute :3

Fuck, motivation has gone poof! Anywayyyyyyssss

TW: Mentions of eating disorders and bad self care habits

Getting your mind off things

Lee!Vox, Ler!Velvette

“VOX!”

The TV headed demon in question jumped slightly, lifting his head from the desk where he was sleeping and running a hand down his screen. He sat up with a wince, his back aching. Fuck… What time was it?

“Vox, you missed the damn meeting and left me there with Valentino-... Damn, you look like shit. The fuck happened to you?” Velvette asks after she spun Vox’s chair toward her. The Media overlords appearance was very off from usual, looking disheveled instead of pristine.

“Nothing… I’ve just been trying to work on the Angelic Security shit…”

“That random idea you pulled out your ass? Why waste so much energy on that?? The extermination was canceled”

“Yeah, but what about the next one! I want to get this shit out there so the bitches aren’t breathing down my neck over it next year!” Vox said with a sigh.

“Yeahhhh, no. Come on, you haven’t left this damn cave in days.” She responds as she takes Vox’s hand dragging him out of his chair and out the door.

“I’m fine, Vel-”

“Don’t make me get Valentino” That shut the Media overlord up, he loved his husband, of course! But…… Valentino was already on his ass about this type of thing, if he learned the real reason as to why he wasn’t in bed with him at night… God, he did not have the mental capacity to comprehend that lecture.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought. Come on, I’ll get you something to eat” Velvette says as she pushed Vox into her room/living area. Vox stumbled a little but followed.

“I’m not really hungry right now, Vel” Vox mutters, he knows he should eat something… But the thought of food right now only made his stomach churn…

“Don’t tell me-... That thing is coming back?”

Vox shrugged and looked to the side, fidgeting with his sleeve slightly.

“Have you told Val-”

“No. And he doesn’t need to know, I’m fine.”

“Clearly you’re not, V! When was the last time you ate? Or slept? Or even took care of yourself in the slightest??” Velvette says, concern clear in her voice. “You’re gonna work yourself to your second death at this point!”

“I know, I know… I get it, It’s just hard to suddenly change something you’ve done since you were alive.. For years! I’m trying my best… but sometimes it creeps back…” Vox says his voice going quiet near the end, he sat down on the couch and sighed.

“...Bloody hell, V, I didn’t realize you were this fucked up” Velvette says with a joking smile, trying to lighten the mood as she sat down next to the Media demon.

“Who down here isn’t..?” Vox says with a slight smile, he then jumped and gasped quietly when he felt Velvette run her claws up his side. “V-Vel-”

“Come on, Vox, we both know you need a bit of a pick me up” The fashion designer says with a smile as she squeezes the TV demon’s sides.

Vox squeaked and tried to bring his knees up to his chest but Velvette just pushed his legs back down and started scribbling her fingers over his tummy.

“Nahaha! V-Vehel, nononono NOhohoho! Ehehek!” Vox giggled and batted at the Social Media influencers hands but didn’t really try to push her away.

“Aww, what’s the matter, Voxy, can’t handle what you dish out? Don’t think I forgot when you got me and Val the other day! So take this as a pick me up and revenge!” The fashionista says with a smirk as she started to squeeze and drill her thumbs into the Tech demon’s hips, giggling when he shrieked.

“VEHEHELVEHETTE! NAHAHAEHEHEH- I Cahahan’t-! Ehehehek!”

“Shush! God, you’re so bloody loud! At this point, Val’s gonna kick down the door!” “Ihihihi’M SOHOHORREHEHE-” “Blah, blah, blah. Whatever, I’ll slow down a lil, don’t want you passing out on me. Tino will have my head” Vel says with a softer smile as she plays with Vox’s antenna, making the TV headed demon’s giggles melt into something softer.

“Ohoho gosh…” “Yeah, yeah, just take a load off, alright? You deserve it…”

[harrywavycurly]

Hi Sarah! I’m just wanting some convos between reader and her friends about husband Eddie. I know she gossips about their relationship to maybe Nancy and Robin? 😂🥰

Hiii babes!!! Oh yes of course she tells Nancy and Robin details about Eddie and their relationship! I hope you enjoy these😂💖

-find all things husband Eddie here✨

-I put a 💕 next to the convos that are with Nancy and ✨ means it’s a convo with Robin

*Robin wants all the details on your wedding night but instantly regrets it*

✨ “wait wait…you mean to tell me Eddie Munson did all that? No fucking way…” “you’d be surprised what he’s capable of.” “But he’s just…such a pushover…” “I mean yeah but that’s…outside of the bedroom.” “So what as soon as the lights go out he turns into this assertive dominant…man?” “Why did you say man like it was a question?” “Because i’ve always thought he identified as like a string bean but what you’re describing is…well no vegetable I know can do all that.” “You’re so annoying.” “So it was good then? Like better than it was before marriage?” “Oh totally better than before we were married…I don’t know why…maybe something about getting to call him my husband or something?” “I always knew you two were freaks.” “You’re the one who asked how it was.” “Yeah…I shouldn’t have done that.”

💕 “I’m going to kill him.” “What did he do now?” “He ate the last fucking bag of hot Cheetos and I don’t have a back up like I normally do because he’s making me lay off them for a bit.” “He’s making you take a cheeto break? Why?” “Fuck if I know! Something about it’s not good for me or some shit.” “I can tell you’re really mad…want to see if I have any?” “No…I just want you to tell me if it’s okay if I kill him or not.” “No you can’t kill him…you’d miss him the moment there’s a spider in the shower.” “That’s true he is good at killing spiders…damn him.” “You can always tell Wayne that Ed is being an asshole…” “i can’t use Wayne for everything…besides Wayne will be on his side he hates my hot Cheetos addiction.” “Those Munson men…what assholes.” “Right? So rude…and can’t even kill them because they’re so useful…so damn annoying.”

✨ “I’m sorry you said he did what now?” “He almost caught his hair on fire using the stove.” “Like…on fire on fire? Or it just got singed a bit?” “Oh it got singed a bit and set the smoke alarm off.” “I bet it smelled like ass didn’t it?” “It did…so from now on he has to have his hair up if he’s using the stove.” “And here I thought Steve was a fire hazard with all the product he has in his hair but turns out it was Eddie I should’ve been worried about.” “Steve keeps his hair short for a reason” “oh that makes so much sense! So it doesn’t combust!” “Exactly.” “That’s your man though…brunt hair and all.” “Yup that’s my man…gotta love him.” “I mean I don’t have to…but I get what you mean.”

💕 “Nancy! Guess what Eddie just got.” “A new hair mask?” “No…he does need one though his hair is looking a little blah.” “I liked the one he used to make his hair all shiny.” “Same it was nice…but it’s not hair related.” “Uh…new seat covers for the van?” “I fucking wish…the cracked leather is so annoying to sit on but he’s stubborn and super picky so sadly that’s also not it.” “Okay…a new guitar strap?” “God you’re not good at this…it’s a tattoo.” “Oh of what?” “He got my initial on his ring finger.” “Shut up no he didn’t.” “Oh but he did….” “Holy shit that’s…kinda romantic?” “Right? At first i was like what the fuck is wrong with you? But the more I was looking at it…it’s growing on me.” “Yeah? You gonna get his?” “Hell no…I already have a bat that matches his…that’s about all he’s getting.” “Let me see the font he used for your initial….oh that’s cute…yeah I like it.” “Yeah he said it’s mainly because he doesn’t like to wear his ring while at work so this will help keep the bitches away while he doesn’t have it on.” “Keep the bitches away? Does Eddie…get bitches?” “I mean he got me didn’t he Nancy? Edward James Munson would shock the shit out of with how many chicks are actually interested in him…so yeah he has to keep the bitches away.” “Well whatever works…is that the only one he’s getting for you?” “He has my name on his side…but yeah I think that’s it.” “I forgot about the name one…didn’t he get that when you two were broken up?” “He doesn’t like to talk about it…but yes.” “Right I forget he’s sensitive about that time in your relationship.” “He’s a sensitive little metal head.”

[slothful-sleep]

Obey Me Headcannons

What if you were the child of Hypnos?

(Demon Brothers Only, Part 1, Elder Three)

POV: You were always a unique... 'human' being born with wings ivory in color and a sleep schedule so horrid, your caretaker worried immensely because all you ever did was sleep. You were always tired and never had much motivation to do anything, the heavy wings didn't help. They worked as a blanket sometimes, so that helped. However, as of recently you had gotten dragged to the pits of the underworld, you had adjusted fairly well but you had kept the one part of you hidden. One even you did not know. Your wings and heritage. The demon brothers mistook you for a pure blooded human... How wrong they were. How do very wrong.

Rickety Bones (Lucifer)

Bro really thought you were a human at first

He usually beat your ass when you slept, talk about a skipper user 😒

I swear, you sleep more then Belphie.

He's also the one to find you in the most... Compromising positions in the most compromising places.

He once found you asleep on the chandelier in the main room.

It wasn't a chandelier with a bowl either, it was pointy. You went up there to hide from Mammon.

He still questions how you got up there to this day...

Until his ass saw your white wings in all their glory after you beat Belphie's ass by throwing him down the stairs after putting him to sleep.

Lucifer thought his ass was dreaming and ended up coming back drunk off his balls. He was Soo confused lmao

Eventually, with the help of some of his brothers he found out you were the kid of Hypnos. Really explained your sleep schedule.

I'm pretty sure when you wanted to escape punishment you just knocked his ass out with a sleep spell and skedaddled on your merry way.

Those of you who simp for him, you can get him to sleep by using the same technique. When chronic over worker needs sleep, you're his go to.

It's honestly scary to him so he watches you like a hawk

He fears what Satan and Belphie will do with you

Legit has Vietnam flashbacks when he sees your wings, so please... Don't show them around him

Mr Krabs(Mammon)

Wasn't he supposed to be protecting a human??

Hey! He didn't sign up to take care of some Belphie reject!

He had no choice

Usually carries you everywhere, acts like he hates it.

Likes it

Probably tried to make a credit card under your name while

You are easily exhausted by his out going nature and get fed up with him trying to wake you up all the damn time. Let me sleep dammit!

The most likely to find you in a compromising position in a peculiar area.

He once found in a cupboard wrapped up in a tiny ball snoring away.

He just quietly closed the cabinet door

You two hang up on the ceiling alot

Y'all buddies there lmao

Was bat shit scared of you to find out you can just put people to sleep

You probably do it when you wanna get away from him

Legit offended when he wasn't the first to find out you were a demigod even when you didn't know Jack shit either

Also bat shit scared of you when you threw Belphie down the stairs

Laughed it off later

Overall, y'all two just chill

Probably tried to sell your feathers though, so just be weary of that

Vietnam flashbacks pt 2, please put away your wings. Bro can't take it

Discord Mod(Leviathan)

Oh! This reminds me of this one anime where-

Blahhh blah, we get it Levi.

Bro makes hella anime references

Ur still a normie tho, bitch

He gets annoyed you sleep so much. You're gonna miss the best part of the anime! Hey! Wake up, you're gonna miss an important raid!! 01000010 01101001 01110100 01100011 01101000!!!

Least likely to find you doing random shit because his ass is a shut in, but he did find you asleep on his TV once. He streamed it

It went viral

He recorded you beating Belphie's ass, he thought it was funny lmfao!

He did get trauma from your wings though and hid in his room until you stopped having then out

He does stare longingly at them sometimes, wondering what could have been and metaphorical shit like that

You also put his pathetic ass to sleep when he stays up to long. He could just be in the middle of a game, then night night!

Out like a damn light

[mcbowlaces]

┄　　 CHARACTER INFORMATION ! ⑅ 　　 ⊹

Personal - Basics !

[TOTO LACEY ???]

Aliases ; [Human , sheep-chan, belphie 2.0]

Gender ; ….. toto Lacey.

Prounous ; they/them (only they/them please!)

Birthday ; November 1st

Age; 20!

Species ; Human.

Height ; 5’3

[Likes] — Murder, homicide, jumping people [this is a joke I swear] dressing up, bats, naps, solomon (on occasion)

[Dislikes] — mornings, diavolo, solomon, their family , anybody they know in the human world (minus solomon .. on occasion I can’t be TOOO nice.) , being treated like a child

(honestly just copy & pasted this from the discord, too lazy.)

our mcs lore since apparently them being belphies love child is canon.

About 20 years ago, a thing between solomon and belphie happened, it was like a one-time thing but thus after that- toto lacey was born, very awesome.

Thing about this, belphie doesn’t recognize toto nor remember anything about them. he doesn’t remember ever giving birth to them and neither does toto. They were taken in by some rich people when they were a baby 👍

Solomon is the only one that knows from what I remember, so when toto first came to the Devildom, he took them in <- toto doesn’t know he’s their other father.

then blah blah. Diavolo found out about them and. idk rad stuff.

(amazing written lore / I’m too lazy to actually write)

——

Toto has an extremely rare condition that resembles vampiric characteristics, such as weakness to daylight. (Did I take some of this from enstars? yeah, fuck you)

While they were staying in the Devildom, their condition had gotten worst, their much weaker then they are in the human world.

They are a shut-in, rarely going outside due to their condition, only sleeping in. <- they sleep in a coffin this is funny. plus solomon is their care-taker In a way.

Rad & everyday. 👍

[siconetribal]

Put It On My Tab: Chapter 4

Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!reader

Tag: @vbecker10 @wordsfromshona

Warning: Fluff and humor, mention of crime, cursing

Summary:

Everyone deserves time off, and the vigilantes of Gotham are no exception to the rule. The boys decide to take a weekend to let loose. Who knew a few drinks would lead to a stranger in bed?

Author Note:

I'm back with part 4! Life got in the way a bit, so it was slow typing. Please let me know if you want me to add you to any tag list!

PLEASE READ WARNING ALWAYS.

Stupid, stupid, stupid! How did I not see the connection?! “Anyone could’ve made that mistake, right, Magnus?” The infamous Red Hood turned his head and came face to face with the snarling mug of one of the four gargoyles that adorned his usual perch for patrol. “I mean, she kept saying she was some sweaty old sleazebag toying with younger players. I knew she wasn’t, but still," his voice trailed off at the weak excuse. "Also, why would I think I’d ever meet her in person? And like that ? I made such an ass of myself  and I promised to kick my own ass for being an ass.” He audibly groaned, shaking his head. “How much did that shithole of a hotel charge her anyway? I didn’t ruin the room that badly, ” he scoffed. Clearly she’s exaggerating, right? He frowned to himself, thinking back to that fateful morning four months ago. 

“I know, I know, I should pay for the damages. It’s the right thing, blah, blah, blah, and all that crap, I get it! I just, how do I even find her? In all of this?” He motioned towards the city laid out before them with a sweep of his arm. Even more, the crime ridden city was alive with idiotic hoodlums and unsavory masterminds slinking through the dark of night. It was not as active as other days, but there was just enough of a steady flow where he was able to distract himself from the predicament at hand and avoid the potential pestering of his brothers. I don't need Grayson on my ass. His badgering will have the others questioning, and the little demon spawn investigating into this. I don't need him getting in touch with her first. Who knows what sort of shit he'll say. He might think she holds some secret of mine or that she's some secret herself.

"Well, for starters, you could try talking to a human instead of a hunk of chiseled rock."

Shit, I should've kept my mouth shut. He hung his head at the familiar voice. "Grayson, what are you doing here?"

"I was trying to get in touch with you, but you weren't answering your com, so I came to see if you needed help. Seeing as you were having a heart-to-heart with a gargoyle, seems like it was a good call on my part." Red Hood glared up at Nightwing who was smirking back at him.

"Magnus is a great listener , leave him out of it."

"You named the gargoyle?" Nightwing raised a brow and tilted his head to one side. "Should I be even more concerned?"

"If you're done being a pain, I'm having a serious conversation here. I'm fine, you can-," he began to dismiss the elder Robin but stopped as he took a seat. "Completely ignore me and take a seat, great." He sighed.

"You could talk to me. Unlike Margret over here, I can participate and give you answers."

"One, his name is Magnus. Two, I didn't ask you anything, you sat on your own. Three, I said he was a great listener not an orator."

"Aww, c'mon little red, give me a chance. You know, I'm pretty good at sleuthing." Nightwing grinned, lightly elbowing Red Hood. "So, tell big brother Nightwing what's got you grumpier than usual." He rested his chin on his hand as he leaned in closer. He could practically see him batting his eyelashes behind the domino mask. Red Hood shoved him back, letting out an annoyed scoff. Hearing him shout, Red Hood snapped his head back around to see him gone. What, no way! "Nightwing?" There was no response. "Grayson?" He hopped up on to his feet and peered over, but saw nothing hanging or on the ground. " Dick?! " He panicked, looking around the corner once more, when he heard something from behind. Letting out a heavy sigh, he turned to see the one and only Nightwing standing on the ledge with a smug smirk on his face.

“Made you look.”

“Shut up,” Red Hood shook his head. “You’re not going to let this go, are you?”

“Nope, not until you tell me what’s going on.”

Well, it can only get worse if I don’t say anything. Jason took in a deep breath and held it for a couple of seconds before forcefully pushing it out. There was no doubt that if he kept trying to ignore the elder Robin, he would soon be the center of attention for all the Bat Kids. The last thing he needed was a family of crime fighters and detectives following him around trying to figure out was going on. “Remember a few months back, we had that weekend off, and we all decided to go have fun?”

“Yeah, the one where you vanished with some random woman and came back the next day. You refuse to talk about it, I remember. What about it?”

“Yeah that, so, she paid for the room we shared and left ahead of me because she had to get to work. Regular shit,” he waved it off.  “I just found out that she’s been loaded with a heavy bill to pay because the coffee maker broke and supposedly damaged the room. I didn’t know about this until now because I realized IAmBatman is her, and she was telling me about some jackass who trashed the room, and she has no idea how to even get in touch with him. I didn’t realize it until after we both logged out for the night, and now I’m trying to figure out how do I meet her and how do I try to make shit right again.”

Nightwing silently sat beside his brother, trying to piece the puzzle together on why Jason wanted to help this woman and what does he have to do with the damaged room. It made no sense why he would need to pay for room damages if she took responsibility and broke the machine. Plus, it was only a night, not like they’re dating or anything. Why is he so hung up on this? “Well, why do you need to make things right again? Did she tell you about the broken coffee maker and is trying to squeeze money out of you? She might’ve found out you were a Wayne somehow.”

“No, she doesn’t have a clue who I am. She was just venting to me because I asked her to explain what the hold up was.”

“So, she’s trying to get you to pay without knowing you’re the guy she slept with?”

“I told you, we didn’t have sex like that. It was, we literally just slept next to each other on the bed. I was way too plastered because the shithead harassing her drugged her drink and I took it to keep her from getting dragged into shit.”

“I know, I know, I just wanted to hear it again! It’s not every day the dashing Red Hood doesn’t get the girl.” He laughed. “But getting back to the point, she said the room was damaged, but you said it was the coffee maker? Did the hotel reach out to you too?”

“No, they didn’t have any of my information and I didn’t call them.”

“Okay…then, who broke the coffee maker? Did she break it and ran, hoping she could pin it on you?”

“No,” he answered after a short pause.

“Did the housekeeping break it, and she thinks it’s you?”

“No.” he answered again after a slightly longer pause.

“Ok, then, who broke the coffee maker?” Red Hood sat in silence, contemplating his answer, and Nightwing waited, trying to figure out who should be the one held responsible to better guide his brother. “I’m sorry, what did you say?” Red Hood mumbled under his breath again. “Wanna try that again?” Nightwing heard a louder mumble, but still could not decipher. “Bro, you’re gonna have to speak up, I can’t hear you with that helmet on your head.” He knocked on the red mask.

“ I said I did! I broke the fucking machine by accident, and I didn’t realize it did so much damage. There, ya happy now? ” He shouted at Nightwing who was now leaning away from him and staring at him. 

“What, how did you break a coffee maker? Did you chuck it at a wall or something?” He leaned forwards once more, even more confused with this revelation.

“I don’t know, I just wanted to make a cup, and it broke! Shit spilled everywhere, I used some towels and I thought it was good!” Red Hood threw his hands up in the air. “Now she’s footing a bill with damages to the room, and I’m the asshole that she never wants to see again. I want to find her, but I don’t have a fucking clue on how to do that. If I tell her online, she can just log off, and I won’t ever be able to fix this shit, and I’ll lose my quest buddy!”

“Shit, you are an asshole if the bill is that high, and she’s still pissed about it! You definitely can’t come clean online. She’d never speak to you again.” Nightwing leaned back on to his hands and looked up at the night sky. “She’s never shared any sort of information about where she lives? Some people are dumb enough to do that.”

“Nothing, her profile gives no hints and the only thing I know is that she’s in Gotham City.” He shook his head.

“Well, at least we know that much. Oh, I know! Her IP address! You can get her location through her IP address! Find out where she works. I’m guessing she has a few odd jobs racked up to make ends meet with that bill. She might not say the name of the place, but if it’s retail or something specialty, you can narrow it down to places nearby and expand from there. Make sure she is who she’s saying she is and have a chance meeting, or invite her to meet in person. She might agree to it, and you can finally confront her about what happened and fix it.”

IP address, he hit his head. Why didn’t I think of that! “You know what, thanks, Grayson. You actually helped me.”

“What do you mean, actually ? Of course, I’d be helpful! Unlike Maggie here, I have a brain.” He scoffed.

“Again, his name is Magnus and secondly,” Red Hood suddenly stood up. “We’ve got some thugs to catch.”

“Oh, together, how romantic.”

“ Shut up ,” Red Hood shook his head as the two of them took off into the night to catch the gang members. A weight was lifted off the young vigilante’s shoulders with this new plan of action in place. He would now be able to rest in peace knowing he was one step closer to finding her.

[wssvshittymlpcomiclmao]

Savages! Not Like Me (Comet Tail POV) Short Story #3

"YOOO! SHY!" Comet Tail yelled at Valenshy as the pink mare was about to leave, "MY MAN! THE SHY-STER!"

Valenshy groaned, "Yes?"

"Have a good day at work~," She batted her eyes mischievously at Valenshy.

Valenshy looked up at the clock on the wall then back at Comet Tail, "What do you want? I'm gonna be late."

"Can I use your printer?"

"Printer? I don't have a printer."

"Yes you do! You told me about it the other day!"

"What... That's a sticker printer, and I got that like five months ago."

"Oh," Comet Tail paused for a moment, "Oh well, I'll just go to the library!"

"Great," Valenshy rolled her eyes and made he way outside. Just as she closed the door, Comet Tail yelled out to her:

"ALSO WHAT IDIOT HAS A STICKER PRINTER BUT NOT A REGULAR ONE!?"

Comet Tail chuckled as she heard a muffled 'FUCK YOU' from the other side of the door.

"I LOVE YOU TOO!" she hollered back.

Comet Tail then turned her attention to the fridge, surely the library could wait! Also, mainly, there's no way she could just waltz into the library, she had to mentally prepare first. But how stressful could a library be anyways?

...

Comet Tail stared at the the tiny plaque on the also tiny library.

"Established 2003 thanks to the generous donation of blah blah blah whatever," she muttered to herself. Had she been to this library before? She couldn't remember. Damn, when was the last time she had even been to a library?

stepping inside she instantly wanted to walk back out. Tiny children were all over the place, placing their grubby hands on all the books, slobbering on every conceivable surface. She didn't have a probably with children per say (okay, who was she kidding? She didn't like kids, teens were tolerable at best), she just mainly had an issue with the sound... as the smell... and the stickiness. In her humble opinion, she was the only one allowed to make noise, everyone else should shut up! The next thing she notice was one of the librarians.

Comet Tail tried her best not to look shocked as her eyes locked onto the orangeish-pinky... mare?... as she realised she could see straight through 'her' into 'her' organs. Oh, by Star Catcher's gaudy pearl wings, she thought, don't look shocked, that would be racist! Or at the very least offensive!

The... mare?... was one of those Sparkle Ponies, or Glitter Ponies... Oh wait, is that offensive too? What's the correct term? Oh god! Would 'she', or 'he'... they?...

Comet Tail had never seen a Spar... pony covered with glitter in person before, but she certainly had never seen one that seemingly had the glitter rubbed off of them.

Eventually the translucent pony notice her staring, and chirped, "Hello! Can I help you?"

Comet Tail's heart skipped a beat and she stumbled out a response, "Uh, um, Yeah! Yes! Yes please!" She awkwardly trotted towards the pony, trying not to step on any foals, "I need to print something! How do I, um, do that?"

The pony chuckled, "Yeah, no problem, right this way!"

...

As Comet Tail finished paying for her printing, she caught a glimpse of the pony's lanyard, which was adorned with a name tag reading 'Ringpop' and a they/them pin. OH DEAR! THEY?? OH NO, THEY WEREN'T A MARE, AM I TRANSPHOBIC NOW AS WELL??

Comet Tail got her change and scurried out of there. She felt horrible, she didn't even say goodbye, stupid Comet Tail, stupid! She slowed her cantor to a trot and then finally to a halt.

"God," she muttered between heavy gasps, "Shit, why did I run?"

...

The door swung open and a very exhausted Valenshy stumbled through it.

"How was work?!" Comet Tail called out, not taking her eyes off of the TV, "I had a busy a day today!"

Valenshy huffed and threw her hat aside, "Lemme guess, a long, hard day of doing fuck all?"

Comet Tail chuckled, turning to face her, "No, surprisingly, I actually went to the library!"

"To mooch off their wifi?" Valenshy almost hissed.

"No," Comet Tail shifted uncomfortably, realising Valenshy was in one of her moods, "I actually printed out the forms for my disability pension."

The sour expression on Valenshy's face instantly softened, in surprise and embarrassment, "Oh. Oh, that's yeah. That's good, that's great."

"Isn't it?!" Comet Tail returned to her enthusiastic disposition.

"Yeah that's great."

There was an awkward silence before Comet Tail obviously decided to break it, "You okay?"

"No yeah..." Valenshy stared off at something before turning her gaze back to Comet Tail, "I''m, uh, I'm proud of you."

Comet Tail smiled wildly, "AWWW THANK YOU!!" Comet Tail exclaimed before turning her attention back to the TV. It took a few seconds before she heard Valenshy's hoofsteps as she walked away. Comet Tail scrolled through the channels, trying to find something interesting to watch. Infomercial after infomercial, news report after news report, nothing interesting popped out to her, as usual. She didn't just wanna go back on Netbits or Hooftube, so scrolling through random TV channels it was! What's the point of pay for it if you don't use it? Actually, maybe she should talk to Valenshy about that.

Finally she settled on this somewhat interesting documentary to have on in the background as she looked at her phone. It was some old thing from the 70s, about pony society or whatever.

"Nowadays, unicorns are civil creatures, enchanted by our everyday life lead by us ponies," the horrifically racist documentary spouted, "But back then, they were truly forces to be reckoned with. Their horns ending with a sharp point, they were the killers of virgins, the slayers of sword bearers. Truly savages, unlike the pretty pink ones we have today, docile and harmless."

Comet Tail rolled her eyes as she changed the channel, god I would rather listen to an infomercial than that weird crap, she thought. But she found herself hung up on that one line; 'they were the killers of virgins'. The killer part, not the virgin part.

Surely they wouldn't kill, not without reason. I mean, what would drive someone to kill?

OOC: Comet Tail POV this time!! I wanted to make her at least a lil likeable and show that Valenshy can have a snippy side too!!

[twiixr4kidz]

IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU THAT YOUR MOTIVATED!!! I had an another idea, for DJ with a reader who plays softball. Maybe a situation on the island where the reader hits something (be it for protection or part of the challenge, blah blah) out of the ballpark (pun intended) or it could be just general headcanons! Idrc about the format. thank you :) -👻

YES this is such a fun idea omg!!

dj x softball player!reader

sigh.

another day, another challenge for yours truly, chris mclean. he'd been on some kind of kick where it was consistently challenges involving sports and outdoor games. and today was no different.

except this time, you were confident you were going to win.

when chris had called for everyone, he said something about a game involving sticks and balls. and oh boy, if you weren't paying attention before, you definitely were now. you were the first person to arrive, followed by dj (of course), and then everyone else sort of just trickled in. dj had taken mental note of the fact that 1, you were there first and 2, you looked INCREDIBLY excited.

chris announced that today's challenge would be baseball. except, with fruit. like fruit ninja with no slicing. it was simple. the two teams would take turns batting and standing in the field. instead of hitting home runs, you'd have three chances to hit some random fruit so hard it exploded.

things were going to get... messy. and you were absolutely SIKED about it.

as soon as chris was done talking, dj, who'd been standing next to you since he got here, asked why all the excitement.

"okay so," you started, surprised you'd forgotten to tell him in the first place. "i've been playing softball for so long and it's like, my favorite sport ever so yknow!!"

dj, who is literally the most supportive partner ever, was happy for you. the two of you had the same train of thought in that you were going to win the challenge for your team without a doubt.

now, dj didn't doubt that you were talented in your trade. He didn't doubt that at all. but when it came time for the actual challenge itself? he didn't expect it at all.

every time you were up to bat, you annihilated every fruit with one sharp hit. when you were in the field, literally nobody could get passed you. you were absolutely KILLING it. and the other team was NOT happy.

both because they were covered in fruit remains and because they had a minimum of 1 point while your team had like, 12. but what really took the cake was the fact that, while you were distracted, heather thought it would be funny to throw a rock at you out of rage.

typical heather, you know how it is.

and so she did.

and the bat which you'd been gently gripping in your hands was suddenly swinging in front of you. without a second thought to it, you hit the rock so hard it went flying. it was out of the woods, out of the island, probably sinking to the bottom of the ocean as you spoke.

and dj went from impressed to "HOLY SHIT DID YOU SEE THAT OH MY GOD THAT WAS SO COOL". he was raving to everybody about it, and he was lowkey bragging about it to the other team. it was just so cool he wouldn't shut up about it.

[boyinafandom]

OOOKKK SO I wrote this originally on ✨wattpad✨ and it got like 2k reads? But I deleted it (because I’m an ungrateful brat that doesn’t deserve love or whatever) but anyway here’s some story notes before we start

(Also my dumb ass accidentally posted this when it was unfinished and then had to delete it and start all over so…😔😔)

•y/n is a 25 y/o MALE because we need more male y/n content

•ej,jeff and Toby have a a brother like relationship, Jeff’s the oldest and ej and Toby are around the same age so you can decide for yourself who YOU think is older MMMKAYYY (i say as I bat my pretty little eyelashes at you)

•TW hint at y/n having a past sh problem

•this story is one of those biker sand pit show thingys (i don’t know what there called) but anyway short summary, ej and Toby work there part time (and so does Kate but that’s a minor thing) they find y/n they tell them to leave, they don’t so they tell y/n to get in the cage and if they don’t cry they can stay, and Toby ruffs em up or whatever blah blah blah *blows raspberry*

•also ej and y/n are lowkey in a relationship/Situationship and he gets mad jealous when Toby so much as talks to you, so be ready shawty 😈

______GAY PEOPLE<3______

A story by Me…LN :3

(THATS NOT THE NAME OF THE STORY I SWEAR😭😭😭)

“You’re not going,Y/N. It’s not safe.”

-Jeff a total of 5 hours ago when him and the pastas that could conceal there identities said they were going to a “cool motor party” or somthin I don’t know I heard party and saw my change to finally get out of the house. So I took it and snuck away when Jeff wasn’t paying attention and now I’m at this big ass party- more like event. Jesus have you seen this place???

I roll my eyes at the thought, and take a look around, the first thing I see is Kate selling drinks,and I knew it was Kate because Of that jacket she always wears, with a motorcycle cycle helmet on, I guess the employees have to wear them? I don't fuckin no, so I walk over to the stand, the top of the gazebo is blue, probably one of those cheap ones from Walmart or some shit, anyway | greet her, she recognizes me and hands me a red solo cup of [insert what you want to drink here lolz] and I wave bye and walk off.

I stop at the gate, the motorists are practicing before the show, so everyone here has a chance to roam and stuff, and y' know, get robbed or something, anyway I'm completely focused on these men, just wandering about,engines blare, sand is getting thrown from the weals.

And then I feel it, hands,No knuckles, rubbing up and down my back, I whip around, about to slap the bee-Jesus (ya like jazz 🐝??) out of the person who had the nerve to touch me…and then I paused.

“Oh…hey Jack.”

He had a helmet on, to hide his..demonic..appearance but I knew it was him, from his gloves, he wore them so no one would see his claws

“Hello love, I thought you weren’t aloud to be out here?”

“Because Jeff told me it was “dangerous”? He literally uses me as a “get out of ass beating free” card every time we’re on a mission together, I don’t value a single thing he says.”

He places his hands on my hips, lightly pulling me in

“Well, it’s good to see you.”

He smiles. God why do I fall for the dorks..?

“It’s good to see you to.”

Then Toby comes up behind him, rolling his deep, dark umber eyes (yes I did google “different types of brown” for this,SHUT-)

“Jesus could you be any more gay???? Like seri-seriously. This is just sad.”

He says with a stutter

“Kind of hard to be a dick when you have a chronic stutter problem gay boy”

(GOD I FUCKINH LOVE COLOR CODING.)

He rolles his eyes, his face mask slipping lightly off his nose,so he moves it back up, then his phone rings,he huffs and pulls it out of his pocket and picks it up.

“WHAT.?”

Me and Jack look at each-other

“Jesus fuck Ben are you serious??? You had one job. One fucking job.”

He looks pissed, he wasn’t usually this easy to aggravate.Maybe his bipolar is acting up?I think he might’ve been out of those meds.

“You.”

Toby points at me.

“What.”

“You’re getting in the cage.”

“No the actual fuck he is not.”

Jack says, I can feel his grip on my waist tightening

“Fuck off Toby.”

“No. There not even supposed to be here. You heard Jeff.”

Jack let’s go of my waist, getting in Toby’s face

“Oh yea? And you’re gonna do what. Make them??”

“No. But how about this? They get in the cage, and if they make it out without pissing there pants they can stay. Ok!?”

Jack turns to look at me

“Sure I guess”

I say with a shrug

_____________________________________-_~____

As I get into the cage I feel Toby eyeing me from afar

“Ok so all you have to do is keep your arms up or close to your body, and if me or Toby hands you anything keep it close to your body ok?”

I nod

“Ok great, the show will start soon, so just be ready.”

Then he walks out of the cage and after a few minutes I hear engines blaring, people cheering, so I throw my arms up and wait, the black tank top I was wearing lightly rising up, and in a moment there was a man in the cage with me,the visor on the helmet lifted so I could tell who it was,it was Jack, I’m surprised he could operate a motorcycle with such lack of vision.

He did rings around the cage, as he went his hands layed on my chest, shoulders, waist and back, he loved to touch me, that was evident, his favorite activity when we were alone together was to trace my scars, getting visibly upset when I told him there was more then the ones on my arms, he hated the idea that I wanted to hurt myself, and that I used to.

After about 5 minutes of spinning he exits the cage, it goes silent for a minute, and it stays silent..and it stays silent.. I want to turn around, to see why it was so silent, and then the noise started back up again, thankfully, and Toby entered the cage.

He however was not as fun to be around as Jack, he was going insanely fast around the cage. Batting at me with his nails, leaving red marks and lashes all over my upper body, one on my face to, this went on for what felt like hours.

_________________<—>_______________________

Yet another unsatisfying ending from me :3

[mango-sp1ce]

A Dan "Phantom" concept for some batpham fanfic stuff.

Any concerns, questions, or opinions?

Story Idea / Random Stuff Under the Cut:

So the nasty burger explosion happens. But some Guy in White stuff also throws down.

The creation of Dan Phantom happens, but with less cartoony supervillain and more emotional angst along with a slightly redeemed (but really bad at understanding how to raise a child) Vlad.

Dan is brought into this plane of existence, only for time to immediately freeze. Clockwork's about to punt this small child into the ether if he doesn't shut up and listen to the literal master of time.

Blah blah blah, story stuff happens. Dan ends up basically merging with a slightly redeemed Dan Phantom of the future, and is uncomfortably merged with human Danny.

So halfa once again.

Vlad doesn't have his ghost form anymore, but his body is fragile as it gets used to humanity again. He does seem to have a slowly forming state of liminality. Danny is himself, yes, but he goes by Dan, finds himself morally unaligned, and is completely unsure about his identity.

He has seen a past, present, and future. And damn is he confused.

Shennagins ensue, with unpowered-Vlad/redeemed-Vlad stuff, along with Gotham, because YAY GOTHAM.

Danny also now has three forms. Fenton, Phantom, and Phantasm.

Fenton is Danny Fenton. Phantom is Danny Phantom. And Phantasm is the unholy merging of what used to be the two resident halfas; Dan Phantasm.

Danny and Dan are one person with a whole lot of issues, and no emotional-to-physical connection. He could look happy but be tense, and so on and so forth.

And now he's got to get used to helping Vlad fully reform, getting the bats off his back about why he's in Gotham, and getting the weird rich millionaires who seem to practically own the entirety of Gotham to stop assuming Vlad is a horrible person and to also lay off his back.

Oh, and there's the barely formed halfa vigilante running around without a care for his own health as if he isn't practically a baby ghost. This man's about to give him a solid heart attack, straight to the core.

If he does not get this man safe inside a haunt, protected by other adult ghosts, he might just lose it.

[diviinaee]

TALKING ABOUT THE QUINN TRILOGY OF VIDS WE GOT

obviously spoilers ahead for all 3 vids !!!

i had this post in my drafts to put my love reactions on so that's why the tenses are so fucked up LMFAOOO

tws are the same as all the videos!!

Your Cruel Vampire Ex Got Caught

FIRST OFF SAM N DARLIN TALKIN WILL ALWAYS GIVE ME SUCH HAPPINESS. THEN BEING HAPPY WITH EACH OTHER. THAT IS WHAT MAKES ME HAPPY.

oh davids calling slay

THEY WHAT.

i dont trust this shit for a SECOND BRAH

david speedin lol thas hawt

THE DEPARTMENT IS ON THE LINE ISTG THEY GETTING ON MY NERVES. if at some point we don't overthrow the government imma wore out M Y S E L F.

MR FOX? OMGGGGG (also got accused of being erik by @blutomindpretzel because earlier i mentioned foxes and wolves😝)

Henry sounds like someone who drinks expresso just enough to gain back his social cuts

YEA HENRY FUCK OFF (im so sorry Henry ik your just doing your job)

ok yall got quinn. let darlin kill him now please 😻🙏🏽

HE WHAT.

imma be so honest a part of me said, "LET HER DIE JUST FUCK HIM UP BRAH" intrusive thoughts did not slay as usual

IM SORRY? YOU WANNA BRING UP THE ETHICS OF THIS SHIT NOW? (everyone welcome philosophy student div)

SO THE VERY SYSTEM THAT WILL (W/O CONSENT REMEMBER) ERASE THE MEMORY OF UNEMPOWERED HUMANS TO MAINTAIN COVERT IS SAYING THAT USING THE VERY POWERS THEY ARE GIVEN TO FIND INFORMATION THAT COULD SAVE A LIFE IS UNETHICAL BECAUSE "HE STILL DESERVES RIGHTS"??? DAVID IS RIGHT, HE DOESN'T DESERVE THEM. HE IS A FUCKING HOMICIDAL PSYCHOPATHIC ABUSIVE SADISTIC AND MANIPULATIVE VAMPIRE.

are the rights of a murderer worth more than the life you can save. ISTG THE DEPARTMENT IS SO LUCKY THAT I DON'T EXIST IN THEIR WORLD BC I WOULD FUCKING DESTROY THEM

sigh.

oh shit the video still playing. who he wanna see?

you've gotta be fucking kidding me.

SAM? oh he's gonna mindfuck this shit all up

the CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT OF DARLIN OHMYGOOOD. Early Darlin would've shifted and ran to the department the moment David called. But look at them now. They are calm. Angry, but calm. They encourage Sam to talk because they realize that their want for vengeance is less important than the life they could save.

im FUCKING SCARED

Your Mate Confronts Your Cruel Vampire Ex

Sam's breath before he enters the room im alr sobbing.

HES FUCKING BRITISH

oh my fucking gawd. OH. MY. G O D .

also GBA love that. i love him.

YUHH SAM GETTIN STRAIGHT TO THE POINT

"your manners could use some work" YOUR ENTIRE PERSONALITY COULD USE SOME WORK QUINN

gba is doing such a good job like i genuinely wanna punch my phone

"i wanna get to know you" this ain't A FUCKING DATE HIJO DE SU PUTA MADRE

"i do look rather dashing in blood" lets test that theory. im gonna use a chainsaw, a bat with nails, etc. ALLÍ SI YA VEREMOS QUIEN SE RIA ENTONCES IGNORANTE HIJO DE MIERDA

FRED MENTION IN 2023 LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO

nvm i hate this mention.

FREDRICK COLLINS? IM FUCKING SOBBING.

HOW DOES QUINN KNOW ABOUT SAM'S TURNING-

ALEXIS ISTG.

this girl is either dead or doesn't exist bc quinn just fucking loves talking

i wanna know what coffin you'd like quinn 😻🫶🏽

"humansblah blah blah" mf YOU WERE A HUMAN ONCE YOU STUPID DENSE IDIOT

imma be honest quinn reminds me of my ex and my darlin kinnie is FUCKING SCREAMING AND CRYING

"is her life worth less than your comfort?" ......props that's a good line.......

CAN HE STOP TALKING ABOUT FRED ICAN'T DO THIS BRO

as someone who was refused closure. yea. the worst thing a monster like quinn could do is deny them closure. FUCK. ERIK YOU BRILLIANT BITCH

darlin is dissociating so hard i can feel it

"betryal" THEY RAT YOU OUT FOR BEIN HOMICIDAL AND YOU- i need to calm down before i break this phone cause i JUST got it 2 months ago.....

ouch. erik did you text my ex for this 😝🫶🏽

comfort from the world in pain and suffering GOD.

SLOPPY SECONDS? AHORA SI LO PIDE VOY A MATAR A ESTE PINCHE HIJO DE PUTA

shut up. shut up. shut up. shut up. shut up. shut up. shut up. shut up. shut up. shut up. shut up.

QUINN. OH MY GOD HE KEEPS FUCKING TALKING.

HE WAS STALKING THEM? EWEWEWEWEWEW

"surely they've asked for it by now, knowing them" not gonna lie this activated my ptsd and i had to take a lil quirky crying break 😻🫶🏽

HIM CALLING TOWARDS THE WINDOW BC HE KNOWS DARLIN IS THERE FUCCCCCCKKKKKK I WOULD'VE PUNCHED THAT WINDOW

goddammit erik you brilliant genius.

Quinn's Aftermath

I'm alr crying and i haven't even pressed play brah.

OH THANK GOD THE ADDRESS

F U U C K THE HUG I'M CRYING

DAVID HEARD EVERYTHING? FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK I'M GONNA SOB I CAN'T DO THIS

"i need to get you out of here" I'm sobbing. I'm fucking sobbing. did i mention i was sobbing. cause if not, im sobbing.

CAN I JUST SAY HOW MUCH SWEETHEART IS A FUCKING MVP LIKE THEY INFORMED DAVID FIRST AND IS KEEPING THEM IN THE LOOP I FUCKING LOVE THEM

DAVID AND DARLIN HUG IM SOBBING EVEN HARDER NOW

i can feel the dissociation radiating off of darlin im still crying

"what can i do darlin" pls remove my tear ducts and give me a goddamn lobotomy/j

did i mention I've been sobbing this whole time 😝

"i thought you'd be angrier" that's dissociation for ya.

cold hatred > fiery hatred : you cannot let the rage consume you because if you do, it becomes your whole life and you can bring yourself to a position where you have no chance of moving on in the future

this audio deserves an oscar IDC THIS HELPS SO MANY PARTS OF MYSELF THAT WERE LEFT UNHEALED IM STILL SOBBING

"what he told me doesn't change us" you guessed it. sobbing.

"you are my absolute priority" I'm gonna be so honest. I had to turn off the video. I never knew that was something I needed to hear but DAMN.

HOURS? HE DUMPED THEIR TRAUMA FOR HOURS? OMFG LET ME AT HIM

the way he says that he sees darlin after knowing about their past. As someone who's been through

"What I heard, in all his rambling, was the story of a good, kind person...with an open heart... trusting a man who promised to care about them and him using that trust to hurt them." + everything after that. jesus christ um. I'm gonna rant so if you don't wanna see that skip till i says BALLS 🤪

I've been in this position of close people finding out about my past and I'm gonna be so honest. If I had someone like Sam, I don't think I would've fallen to rock bottom as hard as I did. All a victim wants is for people to understand what they went through and not think less of them. I remember the way I was talked down to and still am due to the person's knowledge of my trauma. Sam saying that he sees a fighter who got up from the amount of trauma, is something that I begged for. It's what Darlin needs. They need to see that although this is a big portion of their life, it does not reflect their person. Erik truly, once again, hit a very sensitive topic right on the bullseye.

BALLS 🤪🫶🏽

THEM BREAKING DOWN STOP IM GONNA BREAK DOWN WITH THEM.

all the listeners think crying and being anything other than happy is stupid and i RELATE

my momma bear is coming out jesus christ. THEM THINKING IT'S HUMILIATING TO LIKE THAT ASPECT? FUCK I'M GONNA SOB

[imma skip to David calling because the rest of sam and darlings talk i was just ugly sobbing]

hold on. "You're my heart darlin." "You deserve so much better than the hands life's dealt you" sobbing even more.

N E W A Y .

I FUCKING KNEW IT THAT GIRL WAS DEAD ISTG THIS IS WHY THE DEPARTMENT IS FUCKING STUPID WHY WOULD QUINN GIVE THEM A CHANCE TO SAVE SOMEONE

HE HAD PICTURES AND VIDEOS??? I'm gonna gag istg THAT SADISTIC FUCK

"he's gone quiet" he'll go quiet when i KILL HIM

fuck. man fuck what anyone says, vega, regulus, blake have nothing on quinn. VEGA YOU COULD'VE FED ON THIS BASTARD AND GOT MORE POWER THAN WHAT YOU GOT FROM IVAN

YES. YES. NO WITNESSES FOR ME TORTURING HIM FUCK YEAAAAAA.

only condition is that they're still is something to kill? I GOTCHUUU

i need William comforting Darlin. And Asher. And Milo. HELL I'LL TAKE CHRISTIAN TOO PLS I NEED MORE COMFORT.

FUCK YEAAA VAMPIRIC LAWS ARE SLAYING

KILL THE BASTARD. LET IT DIE LET IT DIE LET IT SHRIVEL UP AND DIIIIIEEEEEEEE

can't wait to see quinns face when he realizes the fact that darlin is gonna torture him the same way he torture them.

NOW TIME TO WATCH GUY, OLLIE, AND CAELUM BECAUSE HOLY SHIT I NEED IT

[trashydemigodmess]

new athens, 2023

“There were pages turned with the bridges burned, Everything you lose is a step you take. So make the friendship bracelets, Take the moment and taste it, You've got no reason to be afraid.” — you’re on your own, kid, taylor swift

Grace couldn’t remember the last time she actually just stood on a curb, waiting to get picked up at the airport. Normally, a driver was waiting with a car at the ready, a luxury both of them could easily afford and save Dex the long drive. But no, no, he had insisted. 

The Winter air was sharp and biting. Even with the sun beating down and reflecting against the snow, Grace found herself shivering. AirPod Max’s slung over her ears, big sunglasses over her eyes, and a beanie left her virtually inconspicuous among the other travelers waiting. There was a certain sort of energy in the air, the excitement about arriving somewhere new. With the amount that she flew, nothing phased Grace much. But this time she couldn’t deny the buzzing under her skin. She’d stood far enough down the sidewalk that it was sparse, and when Dex’s Range Rover came rolling up to the curb, no one even batted an eye.

That is, until he almost jumped out of the car in excitement. Grace pointed a wordless, warning finger at him, eyes wide. If they see you we’ll cause a scene. The dramatic eye roll was obvious, even behind his sunglasses. So he slumped back into the driver’s seat, popping the trunk for her to drop her bags.

“I was going to be a gentleman and help you with your big ass suitcases.” Dex pushed his sunglasses to the top of his head while she climbed into the car. Before Grace could get a word in, he broke out into a squeal and swallowed her in a bear hug, enveloping her in his strong arms and warm, spicy cologne, holding on tight. He gave amazing hugs, she’d almost forgotten. She squeezed him back, but upon pulling away had a more pressing matter,

“You’re glowing.” Was all she managed to sputter out.

“Oh, yeah.” Dex shrugged and looked down at himself, “Spray tan. I can’t stand being pale as shit in the winter—”

“No like, your aura.” She blinked, taking it all in. “You’re just…glowing.”  He looked healthy. And happy, and relaxed, and so perfectly himself. Golden curls and golden skin. Ocean eyes and that lazy, charming smile. He was an effortlessly handsome Ken doll. If Ken liked vintage t-shirts and tattoos and glittery nail polish.

“Oh lord,” Dex scoffed, putting his hands back on the steering wheel and pulling off from the curb. “You sound so LA it’s stupid.”

“Shut up, I mean it!” Grace laughed, turning to watch the landscape as they drove by. “But now,” She drawled, “Since we have like two hours ahead of us, tell me everything.”

—————

It was a bit shocking driving into New Athens. 

They were passing through what seemed like a secluded, wooded road, just for it to suddenly open up to a sprawling town out of nowhere. Grace couldn’t even remember the moment it appeared. Like it was magic (Because it is magic, Dex had reminded her). The town felt new and modern, yet ancient and imposing all at the same time. Gorgeous Greek statues mixed with a picturesque town square that’d give Gilmore Girls a run for its money.

Dex’s apartment was small. Perfectly decorated and suited for him, but small. You walked into an open concept area. With a living room that could fit his huge couch, a dining area with a table for six, and a kitchen that had an island in the middle of it. Off the living room was a hallway that led to the bedrooms, and—

“You only have one bathroom?”

“I know,” He sighed, carrying the last of Grace’s bags into the spare room. “I was in my leaving fame behind, minimalism era. Blah, blah, blah.” He made a gagging noise. “I’m so over it. I need an actual closet so fucking bad, I’m like, dying.”

Grace followed him into the room. He’d pulled out the couch in his music room into a bed and pushed everything else out of the way to make it as acceptable of a guest room as possible. It was quaint and cute. Weirdly humble considering the kind of place Dex could easily afford.

“Does this mean you want to move somewhere bigger?” Grace prodded, taking a seat on the bed. “Maybe with your cute boyfriend?”

“Jesus Christ, you just got here,” Dex laughed, “Can we take a sec before you start interrogating me?”

“I’m just saying,” Her shrug was innocent, “You’ve been together for what? A year? Isn’t that like, forever in gay years or something?”

“Oh my gods,” Dex pinched the bridge of his nose, too exasperated to even correct her. But regardless, he folded. “Hopefully this year, okay? Like, soon. I haven’t said anything to him about it yet.”

Grace relaxed onto the bed, perfectly satisfied. If she was already pulling these things out within just minutes of being in his home, she wondered how much else she’d learn in the next few days.

—————

They spent most of the weekend filming silly TikTok dances and playing Mario Kart. They drank mocktails and karaoked to Britney Spears and old Country songs in the living room, went shopping and visited some friends in the city. Grace met all of his friends in town and was pleased to find them friendlier than the usual crowd from LA. Dex made her possibly the best shrimp scampi she’d ever had in her life, and he’d already given her two books and a jacket to take back in her suitcase.

“This is why people think we’re in love.” She sighed as Dex held out the sunglasses that were previously on his head. “I’m spotted getting off a plane in New York, then the next week I’m suddenly wearing your clothes around LA.”

“Okay, well, those people are conspiracy theorists who still refuse to believe I’ve ever touched a dick.” Dex shrugged matter of factly, “And they look so much better on you, anyways.”

Grace took them and tossed them into her purse.

They were sitting in a cozy corner of the cafe. Away from most of the people, though it didn’t really matter either way. She’d seen a few surprised looks as they walked around town, but truly no one had batted an eye or stopped them. It all felt so…chill, it was nice. She took a sip of her latte,

“Do you plan on staying here?”

He nodded. “I feel normal here. No one can take sneaky pictures or leak shit to the internet because it’ll blow the whole secret of this place. I could buy a house and still have enough left over to never work again in my life.” Dex had gotten an iced coffee—even though it was January. He took a sip before continuing, “I might get an apartment or something in LA just to have somewhere to stay when I’m there, but that’s it.”

She quirked an eyebrow. “Does that mean you’d want to do music or acting again someday?”

Dex hesitated, then sighed, shoulders deflating. “Yeah.”

“That doesn’t sound very convincing.”

“Well, it’s fucking terrifying.”

The words were so matter of fact, like he was already convinced of the worst, which did nothing but make Grace frown. “What’s terrifying you about it?”

Dex had explained how New Athens stayed temperate all year round, only slightly adjusting to the seasons. So while there wasn’t any snow on the ground here, it was still gloomy and wintery today. Clouds hung low and bleak in the sky, kind of like the look on Dex’s face. “Everything.” He frowned in return, “People hating me. Losing everything I have here.”

“Why do you think they would hate you?”

Dex’s frown turned into contempt, a shadow of a much larger rage she used to know, “Because I’m what my dad and half of the fucking country hates.” He’d given up on swirling the straw in his drink and huffed, folding his arms over his chest. But that was the extent of it. No hurricane of emotion came barreling in. Dex was just upset and open, letting the hurt speak for itself. “Like, it made sense to hate me for being a dick. But now they’re just going to hate me for being me.”

Grace felt the way his words landed. Heavy and loaded and full of sadness. She wished it was as easy as just telling him none of that was true. “Well, why do their opinions matter if they’re not your audience anyways?”

She could tell she struck the root of the issue with how his face scrunched up. He didn’t seem to have an answer, but his Dad seemed to be a big shard of unresolved business wedged into his heart.

“I think you’re being too hard on yourself.” Grace continued, “If you miss it so much, how are you going to know if you don’t at least try? I think there’s a whole new audience out there who’d be really excited to get to know you. This version of you.”

Dex didn’t say anything for a moment, just stared out the window at the people passing by. His voice was quieter, more vulnerable. “What if it’s all too much and I lose Ben?”

Grace shook her head, “First of all, I don’t think Ben is going anywhere.” Getting to watch them interact had been one of her favorite parts of being here. Ben was sweet. Quiet at first, but very easy to get along with and warmed up to her quickly. She’d had the privilege of watching Dex relax into himself over the years, but there was something so heartwarming watching him be soft and gentle and someone loving him softly and gently in return, treating him with the care and respect he deserved. Ben had her seal of approval within a day of being there.

“Second, if it gets to be too much and puts a strain on your relationship, you stop. Or you change your plan. No one’s telling you what to do anymore. You’re your own boss.”

Dex didn’t look fully convinced, but something in his face had definitely softened. “It all sounds too easy.”

“Because it is easy. I turned down a gig because I wanted to come here instead. No one gave a shit.” Grace looked around as if to prove her own point. “You have all the tools at your disposal. The only thing holding you back is yourself.”

Dex contemplated this, then dropped his head back against the booth, “Why do you gotta be so goddamn wise all the time?”

—————

“Seriously,” Grace warned, “If you even step foot in LA for 24 hours you better fucking text me. No more of this waiting two years to see you bullshit.”

“I will, I will! I promise.” Dex squeezed her hands. They were sitting in his car, back again at the curb at the airport. They’d been idling there for at least a minute, not ready to accept the inevitable fate of Grace needing to get out of the car.

Finally, Dex pulled her into a warm hug. His voice was soft against her ear, “Thanks for everything.”

It felt so silly how this, of all things, almost made her cry. She hugged him back tightly. “Of course. I’m so proud of you.”

At least she wasn’t alone, because when she pulled away she watched Dex brush a hand under his eyes, jostling the sunglasses on his face. “Fuck,” He sniffled, “I love you.”

“Love you too.”

Finally, Grace opened the door and retrieved her suitcase from the trunk. She moved to wave one last time, but found Dex rolling down the window, peering over the rim of his sunglasses,

“Text me your thoughts on the book too.”

Grace shook her head and laughed, hoisting her suitcase onto the curb, “I can’t believe you’re making me read fairy porn.”

As she turned to start walking inside, she could hear the grin on his face as he called back to her. “You’re gonna love it!”