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sunnyie-eve · 7 months

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7 | Strike

Series: Significant

Paring: Colby Brock x Original female character

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.6k

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Penelope swore if there was one more little bump in the road with Darwin she was going to break up with him so they were still together at the moment. It's been a month since he tested her and they were doing alright at the moment.

"So we're just swinging by so you can change, right?" Darwin asks as they walk to the door.

"Yes, I said you could wait in the car if you wanted." She laughs unlocking for door quietly in case one of the guys were napping.

Sadly everyone would have preferred that instead of Penelope and Darwin walking in as Sam pulled down his boxes as they were filing truth or strip.

"Dude, your ass is whiter than the rest of you!" Penelope covers her eyes as Darwin walks away to leave. "I'll give you a minute." She walks back out in the hall shutting the door. "Well, that was unexpected." She laughs while Darwin walks back.

"That's one of the fucking reasons you need your own place. How the fuck do you think I feel? Your roommate butt ass naked when we walk in." He angrily points at the door.

"To be fair it's their apartment and they share it with me so they can do whatever they want. And it's for a video. Sam doesn't just walk around naked for fun." She tells him, "And to my knowledge, you're fine with Sam because you trust him. It's not like it's Colby."

"You prefer it was Colby instead?" He gets in her face causing her to chuckle.

"No, I've seen his bare ass when we were little. Our moms have a picture of us when I de-pants him. They always have it recorded on a tape." She laughs more.

"You think this is funny?"

"Yeah, because you're insecure when you don't need to be. They aren't competing with you to win whatever race you think you three are in. I'm dating you but them." She explains to him.

"Me insecure?" He chuckles, "Says the girl who is the definition of that word. You may not always be vocal about it but it's fucking obvious. And I'm slowly getting tired of trying to baby you about it. Get over it."

Penelope just stares at him as he laughs at her, "Fuck you." She turns to go back to the apartment but he grabs her arm, "Let go of me. I'm done. we're done."

"What?"

"You heard me. I'm sick of this shit. I did nothing wrong and you try to make me feel bad about it. On top of that what you just said to me." She tugs her arm back opening the door.

"Penelope!" He gets loud so she shuts the door on him locking it.

"Fuck off!" She yells through the door then turns to face the guys, "I'm single now." She smiles going to her room.

Sam and Colby both look at each other as Darwin is still at the door knocking on it wanting in. Colby gets up going to the door, "Go home, dude. She's done with you." He opens it.

"Move out of my way." Darwin tries to get in.

"The fuck? This is my place, dude." Colby laughs stopping him, "Just go home. You messed up. The third strike, you're out my guy."

"Like you know what the fuck goes on." Darwin is yes him getting more pissed.

"Darwin, go home. We don't want any trouble." Sam says standing by the counter.

"Hate to break it to you but I do know what goes on because she talks about you. You know, I was right not to like you when we first met." Colby lets him know.

"Because you secretly have a thing for my girlfriend and want her to yourself?"

"She's not your girlfriend anymore. She literally just broke up with you so don't call her your girlfriend." Colby corrects him.

"You didn't deny what I said." Darwin laughs.

"Because it's bullshit, she's my best friend. Of course, I'm going to care about her. Normally I can see when a guy will be bad for her, so I interfere so they never get the chance to hurt her. Sadly, I never got the chance to get rid of you. Luckily, Penny is a smart girl and got rid of you herself." Colby says before Darwin punches him in the face.

Sam rushes over slamming the door, "Go before I call the cops, Darwin!" He shouts out so Penelope comes out.

"What the hell?" She goes over to see Colby's nose bleeding.

"He wouldn't leave so Colby told him to fuck off." Sam explains as she gets paper towels for Colby's nose.

"Should have ignored him." She gives Colby a look as he holds his nose. "Let me see." She moves his hand, "Well, it's not broken. Your face is still perfect so don't worry." She giggles.

"Shut up." He goes to sit down holding the paper towel to his nose.

"Shit, I gotta go." Sam looks at his phone, "Hopefully the asshole is gone. I'll swing by the store on the way back to get you stuff for all that." Sam grabs his keys.

"Be careful if he is out there still!" Penelope shouts as he leaves so she goes to take care of Colby. "Why?" She looks at him.

"Why do you think? All I did was tell him the truth."

"Have you really stopped guys from talking to me in the past? I maybe was eavesdropping." She asks him so he nods his head, "To be fair... you probably were going to be right. The past two relationships turned out not well as you said."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize. I should for him punching you." She looks at his nose.

"No, you don't. I got sassy with him." He smiles, "So what was the third strike?" He asks holding his nose again.

"Besides from walking to see Sam naked and me saying he doesn't just do that for fun. He also added do I prefer if it was you. I laughed saying I've seen your ass when we were little. I also told him that he was insecure. He's not competing with y'all to win whatever race he thinks you three are in. I'm dating him but y'all. He then called me the insecure one. I may not always be vocal about it but it's fucking obvious. And he's slowly getting tired of trying to baby me about it and I need to get over it."

"What a fucking asshole! Now I wish I punched him back. How the fuck can he say that to you if he actually knows how you feel. Fuck him. It's good you're done with him." Colby says as Penny gets up to get a wet rag.

"Yeah, I think I'm just gonna stay single till I die." She laughs walking back towards him.

"Don't say that."

"Why not? You say the same thing about yourself." She moves his hand to clean up the blood that dried some.

"Because no girl will ever date me." He corrects her.

"Bullshit. There are plenty of girls who would date you." She laughs at him, "You're just a pain."

"Hey, so we don't die alone how about we just live together when we're in our old age? We know we can put up with each other." He makes her laugh more.

"And say that actually doesn't happen and one of us magically finds someone?" She leans back with a smile.

"Okay, if we're alone when we're thirty we have to marry each other." He jokes.

"Thirty? That's like ten years away, Colby. I say at least forty." She laughs going to rinse the rag.

"Deal, when we're forty." Amber follows putting a hand out so she just takes it.

"Fine." She takes his hand shaking her head. "Oh, but when we get married, it's you may hug the bride." She plays along.

"I hug the bride all the time so that's no problem." He gives her a wink as she gets him a cold rag now.

"You're ridiculous." She rolls her eyes.

"You still love me." He pats the top of her head going back to the couch. "Oh, I'm gonna order a pizza." He lets her know.

"Okay." She says not planning on eating any of it.

When the pizza is delivered Colby attacks the pizza since he was starving to death. Penelope lies saying she ate when she was out with Darwin before coming home. Sam comes home and was happy to see pizza so he eats it while tossing Colby a bag of stuff for his nose.

"Peeps, what do I use out of this stuff Sam bought me?" Colby goes into her room.

"Aren't you old enough to take care of yourself?" She shakes her head with a grin.

"Yes, but why should I do it if I have you? Also after this, eat a slice of pizza, please. I know you haven't eaten today yet. You just don't want to because of what Darwin said." He takes a seat in front of her.

She rolls her eyes, "If I don't wanna eat I'm not gonna eat."

"You will because I'll even feed you like a baby. I won't let you get to the point where you have to spend nights at the hospital again like years ago."

"Come here, let me take care of your nose then I'll eat a slice of pizza." She pats for him to move closer to her.

"That's my girl." He smiles as she takes care of him, "You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you. And you'll never treat yourself right darling, but I want you to. If I let you know, I'm here for you. Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you, oh." He sings one of the songs that reminds him of her.

"Really One Direction to make me feel better?" She giggles.

"It worked because you giggled."

#sam and colby #colby brock #sam golbach #katrina stuart #jake webber #corey scherer #elton castee #tara yummy #colby brock imagine #colby brock ff #colby brock fanfic #best friend #friends to lovers #tfil

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ectonurites · 9 months

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thoughts on convergence batgirl?

ah yes i did mention i have problems with it in a tag last night which i imagine prompted you asking this.

on the one hand, in 2015 it was a 'made me cry out of joy to see Steph back in the Batgirl suit at all' sort of thing, so i'll always have a certain fondness for it. i do think it has some good moments (like the one in that above linked post) plus Steph & Cass as roommates my beloved.

BUT the major problem I have is that I think the premise is inherently flawed—I think it's way too out of character for Steph to quit being Batgirl/a vigilante the way she is shown to have done once the dome appeared. And that sorta bleeds into the whole story, it's a driving force behind how Steph & co are dealing with the Convergence situation.

Steph’s resilience and unwillingness to ever give up anything—no matter what the world threw at her—had pretty much always been a defining characteristic for her. The only times prior she’d ever ‘given it [being a hero] up’ were temporarily while she was pregnant (because. obviously) and when it was entirely not her choice post-War Games (because Leslie faked her death and brought her to Africa, but basically the second she got back to Gotham she was being Spoiler again).

Being a hero is something she had to work so hard for. It's something that she was told to stop doing over and over again—by Bruce, by Tim, by fucking everyone—but it's the thing she wanted to do and it's the way she wanted to help, so by god she was gonna do it!

And once she became Batgirl, that determination to be a hero only intensified:

(Bruce Wayne: The Road Home — Batgirl #1)

Like... this is her last page before the reboot:

(Batgirl (2009) #24)

Literally saying 'it's only the end if you want it to be' in rebuttal to Babs mentioning an end, and following it up with 'Here we go' as she swings off into the early morning to keep Batgirl-ing—in her last appearance before continuity is about to reboot and make her disappear entirely for a few years. This page is like the clearest example of showing how Stephanie Brown is a character that will carry on being a hero—doing what she loves and thinks is right—even if things are ending all around her.

So I just can't comprehend looking at that and saying 'yeah, when an emergency hits, she's gonna give all this up ASAP'. It just feels like it contradicts the very nature of Steph's attitude on being a hero and will always rub me the wrong way.

Then, a smaller thing that also bugged me on the reread of Convergence Batgirl I just did is how Tim/Steph was handled.

Because they were apparently together as Red Robin and Batgirl pre-dome which then led to the 'Tim ghosting Steph because she quit being Batgirl' breakup... but them being together was not the case nor really the trajectory things were headed towards last we saw the post-crisis versions of them. They had never gotten officially back together after Steph's death in War Games—like there were a few kisses and obvious feelings that were still present when she was revealed to be alive right around Batman RIP, but after the shit that went wrong at the end of Robin '93 they were very much so NOT together anymore. And when they had the chance to get back together during the Red Robin/Batgirl crossover they very specifically didn't.

So it just feels like... IDK, randomly added in drama for the sake of drama, that felt like it didn't add anything meaningful to the story besides... connecting an action to the already-seeming-ooc 'Steph Quit' plot point. But like, I think there easily could have been a story of rekindling their actual old relationship—without adding in this off-panel getting back together and breaking up thing—that would have made them getting back together again at the end feel way more satisfying.

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mermaidsirennikita · 3 months

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I am absolutely obsessed with Through My Window. Binged all three in a day. Any recs for books that give the same vibes?

The Through My Window trilogy is... so good. Whenever people are like "I hate Wattpad" I'm like sure sure, I watch many Wattpad movies, most are bad, but THROUGH MY WINDOW. It gives us full soap opera swings, it has great sex scenes (and a surprising emphasis on safe sex? lmao the Through My Window population are always using condoms... except for Artemis and Claudia, the thirty-year-olds), and it really fucks with what I think is *so wrong* with so many similar movies. In that the guy is a tool, he never actually seems into the girl and thus never changes, and the girl is just DESPERATE and doesn't understand how aaaaanyone could loooove her.

Ares *DOES* change and is obviously fundamentally a good dude who's just been raised in a toxically masculine environment. He's like, not perfect, but he loves Raquel and he wants to do the right thing and emotionally he's basically her bitch from fairly early on in the first movie. And Raquel? IS MESS. She's mess, and she goes "I could bag that motherfucker" and she COULD. She gives him so much shit. Shit he often doesn't deserve, frankly. It's great.

So I don't read a lot of books focusing on characters their age, and this will mostly be character vibes as such.

The Worst Guy by Kate Canterbary. This is about two doctors in their thirties/forties, but I recommend this because they have a very antagonistic relationship at first, before beginning this "no strings" secret sexual relationship that reminds me of the Sekret Sex in the first TMW.

Kennedy Ryan's All the King's Men Duology, OOH YES. So this one does begin when the heroine is 17, but that's not why I'm recommending that because it's brief and as soon as the hero knows she's 17 he stops talking to her, as he should (nothing happens, they literally just talk, he's like 24 and thinks she's older and does not in any way intend to sniff around a 17 year old sssh). But they do meet up again when she's a senior in college, they do hook up, and there is a lot fraught interclass stuff--he has a horrible dad and comes from a billionaire family, she calls him on his shit (she's not crazy like Raquel but you do get that back and forth) and it's HOT.

The Roommate by Rosie Danan. This one has a more upper class heroine and a hero who is in fact an adult film star, but I would recommend this one due to the proximity (and they were roommates) and the way they kind of begin hooking up on the low. There's also an initial prickliness on her part.

The Hook Up by Kristen Callihan. This could definitely work--it's one fo the rare college romances I've enjoyed! The hero is a star quarterback and comes from a more privileged background than the heroine. She kinda hates his ass, he's obsessed with her, and they basically fuck at a party and start hooking up secretly. CAN I SAY. This moment when they first fuck? He literally drops to his knees in someone else's bathroom before railing her on a couch. I was. ABOUT IT.

So yeah, no one to one comparisons as far as contemporaries go, but this is what I would TRY.

#romance novel blogging #romance novels #book recs

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practically-an-x-man · 3 months

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for Harley Quinn (canon), Ophelia (yours), and Mihael (mine, no pressure)

1, 5, 9, 11, 12, 14, and 20 :)

Thank you!! I'll do my best with Mihael, unfortunately I don't know quite as much about him as I do some of your other OCs

Character Ask Game

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

Harley: Well aside from her literally being my bi awakening... I'm a huge sucker for characters that are chaotic as all hell but have the biggest heart at the center of it

Ophelia: Kind of the same reason I like Harley, I wrote her to be a similar style of chaotic antihero (albeit a little more controlled than Harley is) since I wanted to experiment with a more morally-grey character

Mihael: I mean... I can't say I know enough about him to have specific details of why I like him, but he seems like a really cool character and I'd love to read more about him!

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Harley: Experiment on Me by Halsey. This feels like cheating since it was in Birds of Prey and all, but that fight scene is badass and the song always makes me think of her

Ophelia: Heartbreaker by Pat Benatar. I always envision her fight scenes set to this song, especially her showdown with Charybdis

Mihael: Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy by Queen!

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

Harley: Honestly... I think I probably could. She's a wild card, but she's my kind of wild card if that makes sense? I can deal with off-the-wall decorations and at-home tattoos and hyenas as pets as long as she washes the dishes when she's done, you know? I'm a pretty lax roommate as long as things are decently clean

Ophelia: Easily. The one thing that might be a challenge is her penchant for long nights, but I'm a night owl myself so that wouldn't be too bad. And overall she'd be a pretty understanding roommate, she'd clean up after herself and wouldn't overstep her boundaries

Mihael: I would imagine so? Diplomatic and calm means we could talk through things without it turning into a fight, and I get vibes that he'd be one of the few people to actually switch pronouns for me instead of just taking the "easy" route, y'know?

11. Would you date this character?

Harley: In a heartbeat. I repeat: bi awakening.

Ophelia: Yes! Her faceclaim is Rhea Ripley, who I think is incredibly striking, and as a character I feel like she'd be a really good partner.

Mihael: In theory yes, but I don't think he'd go for me lol. I'm genderqueer yes, but I don't think I'd be his type

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Harley: Hm... the only tattoo she has that she didn't do herself is a cover-up of one she got with the Joker. She actually went to a shop for that one and got it covered with an assortment of birds and flowers (representing the Birds of Prey and Ivy who helped her recover from that whole situation)

Ophelia: Is it really a headcanon if she's my character? Anyway, um... her guilty pleasure is really stupid 90s-to-2010s comedy movies, since those require no brainpower and are good to wind down with after a busy day.

Mihael: Swears in English when he's mildly frustrated, but when he's really upset he swears exclusively in Welsh

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

Aw shit, I know nothing about fashion aesthetics. Like, absolutely nothing. Maybe I could get by with the alt ones but that's it. Skip?

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

Harley: I absolutely adore her friendships with Rick Flag and Boomer, no complaints here.

Ophelia: I mean, in the fic Peter Two (AKA Tobey Maguire's Spidey) is one of her best friends, and she was so close with Harry Osborn that they were practically siblings.

Mihael: I could see him getting along with Hartley (like, the original show Hartley, though probably your version too)

#my friends!!!#answered asks #ask game #my ocs #ophelia octavius #vexic ocs #mihael ireton

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themarvelliteraryuniverse · 4 months

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Victor + . . . Logan. It's a left field suggestion, I know, but what do you think?

Send a 💖 and I’ll tell you what a relationship would be like with my character:

How likely they are to enter a relationship with them:

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

God, this is why I love them. I think, now, after everything, Victor wouldn't give Logan a chance, unless Logan comes to him a fucking wreck and pulls one of those I had no where else to go and Victor would kill him but then be there with a beer when he comes back- but MAN! When they first met. When they worked together. Victor crushed on him so goddamn hard. And took his betrayal so personally, he never got over it.

Would they…

Make the first move? Yes | No

I think the moment he smells some type of arousal from Logan, he's making moves.

Say “I love you” first? Yes | No

BUT I think Victor would be able to say it to Logan after a long while. Way down the line after Logan's said it a hundred times. It'd probably be real quiet, and Victor would kinda mumble it while they were watching TV or something.

Cheat on them? Yes | No

Idk if this is canon, i mean he's a terrible fuck head but idk I feel like he's not a cheater when it comes to people he's thoroughly into. If anything, Logan is the threat to any other relationship but when it's already Logan?

Be the jealous type? Yes | No

You're the most jealous man I know- you know other men??

Plan the dates? Yes | No

Missions are dates.

Initiate the first kiss? Yes | No

Probably pins Logan to the wall and just does it.

Remember anniversaries? Yes | No

He literally remembers Logan's birthday every year. Some days are important to him.

BOLD WHAT APPLIES:

Their Relationship Is:

PUBLIC Displays of Affection:

PRIVATE Displays of Affection:

Do they stay together?

As much as I love them, I don't think they're end game. I think they both need someone else to balance them out.

BONUS

What terrible pet names would they give each other?

Logan calls him over the top stupid shit because it makes Victor roll his eyes and slam a pillow in his face. The tables turn when they're out on a job and Victor calls him something like snookie pookie. Victor uses Runt when he's semi serious. Logan is serious. Jimmy is dead serious. James is probably reserved for those rarely seen quiet moments when Logan's in trouble and Victor's trying not to seem panicked like James, knock it off.

#☆ the beast ☆#saberine they make me soOOOO

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craw-dacious · 6 months

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Thats the art of getting by, by sarewolf

Again, new to marauders. This fic 3 that I’ve read. Feel free to shoot me recs, currently looking for ~100,000 word fic with a good angst balance and no major character death.

Summary: Overall this story was INCREDIBLE. I loved the writing style, such a good amount of angst, and an easy to follow narrative. It raised Harry like exactly how I wanted and was so cutey and sweetly and UGH

SPOILERS BELOW BEWARE

Chapter one

I already like the opening quote. Can tell the writing is going to be good.

God the angst is already great

He’s only 24 wild

I kind of forgot just how much he lost that night, like all of his closest friends were dead. Even in canon, with no world star this probably sucks the worst for Lupin.

Okay I’m actually crying already

I’ve been wanting a babyfic since the first one I read

This is such a hard thing to do, parenting is hard without the trauma and sob storying

Chapter two

I wonder how they are going to reincorporate Sirius

And I’m concerned about Harry’s quietness, I feel like that’s not consistent with who he grows up to be

Hoping for some baby Ron and harry content eventually

I never give Kudos until the end of the fic, this is incredible and I absolutely adore it already

Literally crying from how sad Remus is Jesus

Chapter three

YES love old lady gossip

Neris is so cute delicious

Plus Harry is opening up a lot, so far very happy chapter!

So gay bruh

HARRY BEING SAD TOO IS KILLING ME JUST A BABY FR

This is actually fucking INFURIATING him being like “Sirius never loved us” like BRO I know you’re being LIED TO but I CANNOT HANDLE IT TOO SAD

Chapter four

Now I need to be a depressed widow with a three year old son who loves me

Like I think just having a child would patch my soul

This is actually the cutest thing ever love love love

I think me and remus lupin are the same person

Like gay traumatized werewolf = teenaged girl

“Oh the memories, oh the love” SO ME

YES RON AND HARRY BEST FRIENDS IM GONNA SOB

Damn he’s in love with Sirius fr fr

Can tell this is a shift, so gonna do a small recap

Wonderful characterization

Remus kind of being forced to push forward is great narratively, a little concerned about how it will work with pacing

They write Harry very well, not annoying as children can often be in fic

Chapter five

This is what I wanted, you see James and Lily in harry and remus is just thoughtful and reflective enough to show the audience the importance of this its just MWAH

Oh my god

Baby trauma. He’s so cute and being such a little bitch

Literally so sad, like remus is such a better parent than the Dursleys could ever be but him knowing what harry had makes it sad

If I have to read “angry fucks” again im gonna lose it, say sex please, at least sometimes

YES HE’S FREEEE

Chapter six

God this sucks, like I know they aren’t truly in danger but the emotional turmoil goes crazy

3 chapters till we get Sirius saying it now

Cannot understate how much remus’s pining and distraught connects to me

Like I can tell they were in love but SO TOXIC which, again, is teenage girl core

Not to diminish the relationship, I think the way teenage girls evaluate breakups and romance is like peak human condition and is incredibly poignant amidst the issues of war and death and loss.

YES FUCK YES HELL YEAH INNOCENT INNOCENT INNOCENTTTTTT FUCK PETER HATE THAT SON OF A BITCH

Chapter seven

UGH I know I said fuck Peter but this still sucks ass

When do I get to see Sirius. Ik I said 3 chapters but I didn’t mean it

Damn Petes evil as fuck

The justice in him being DECLARED innocent is so beautiful. I wish that could’ve happened in the books, he died being known as a shitty, terrible human being

Chapter eight

Ok skip this shit and jump to the gay sex I do not want a flashback rn I need TEARS

Jk obviously its important and builds suspense, well written two with good symbolism

Fuck fuck fuck fuck just kiss please I need them to kiss please

Like I actually cannot watch them be fucking roommates ill vomit

Sobbing sobbing sobbing “I hope not” Jesus fucking christ let me suck the authors dick I love this sm

Chapter nine

Just taking in the idea that both Sirius and Harry see each other as a replacement for James in the books, that is such a beautiful like concept with such horrible influences on how they treat each other and I really want to see how its reconciled here, if its relevant at all

Harry with his two dads that barely speak to each other

I do need reconciliation but making sure the weight of tragedy is like there also seems important

But also, please, just fuck already

Chapter ten

Ok remus time to put your big boy pants on and apologize

Like actually nothing will fix itself until you say sorry man

“He’s pack” BRUH harry

Pls having to tell everyone you’re living with this famous not-criminal is so funny I actually am losing it

Pls just be nice to each other for once bruh

Yay!! Nice!!

They’re so like fucked up its messy brother

Chapter eleven

THIS IS SO CUTE IM GONNA KMS

The dog plushie, the memory album, literally everything god I love Christmas

Omfg. Sweater. Sobbing.

AND HITTING ME WITH ANGST AT THE END. This is such a good joy-depression balance

Like its SO SO SAD like irrevocably depressing and filled with grief but also like LIFE and CHILDHOOD and JOY and bruuuhh

Chapter twelve

evil

Chapter fourteen

Basically skipped twelve and thirteen

Jesus Christ

That was gay sex fs

The dementors kiss scene was fucking heart breaking, like devastatingly sad but obviously Peter deserved it

Actually idk, soullessness is so horrific

Then THE KISS and the SEX and everything it was so raw and good and Jesus fucking christ

I want to have sex with eric again bruh

Just so sad, and so happy at the end with the talk of learning to live with it and just UGH amazing I love it

Literally cannot think of a critique atm, im sure ill have some at the end though

FULL RECAP

Yes I know I skipped 16 and 17 and I'm sorry.

Overall this story was INCREDIBLE. I loved the writing style, such a good amount of angst, and an easy to follow narrative. It raised Harry like exactly how I wanted and was so cutey and sweetly and UGH. I will say I wish there was more to the plot than “everyone is sad and trying to not be anymore”While that is a completely reasonable story, it does make it a little boring. But because this fic is fairly short it works out alright. My only true criticism is going to be on the pacing. I am not sure at all when Harry and Remus were introduced to each other, or how far after that Sirius came into their lives. I also think Harry and Sirius’ connection, while amazing, was a bit unrealistic at the beginning. For a child with this much past to IMMEDIATELY latch onto someone like this is kinda wild, but it works for the story so no big deal honestly. I think characterizations were good, not great. However, this is a situation we haven’t seen marauders in and I’m not super familiar with how marauders are usually characterized outside of reading the books and watching movies, so I’d reevaluate characterization stuff once im more engrossed in the fandom.

This is something I just thought about while adding tags, having moody in this fic was nice. He's a character I'd like to see more out of what I've read so far in marauders

9/10, truly loved this one

#fanfiction #wolfstar #harry potter #fic rec #fic #post war #post azkaban sirius #remus lupin #sirius black #alastor moody #baby harry

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sailoryooons · 1 year

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Yo im so tired of people on here coming into writers inboxes and complaining about shit. THIS IS FUCKING FREE!!!! Were fucking lucky that they are responding to ANY messages about their work let alone fucking unconstructive and rude complaints. Because they literally don’t have to do any of this at all. NOTHING! They can post one chapter of a series and hype it up and then never post anything else about it again. They can write for one fandom for years, then switch on a dime and never write anything else for it again. They can say again and again that a fic is almost done then never release it. They don’t owe us shit. It’s a privilege to be able to read the drabbles, scenarios, and fucking novel and series-length stories with the themes, characters, and world-building that we love so much. And then to be complaining about some editing???? I’ve begun stories that I’ve been excited about the premise, and the grammar has been to the point that it’s completely pulled me out and I couldn’t finish it even though I loved where the story was going. I’ve only been reading works on this blog for like a month now, so I don’t know about old stuff. The last one i read I read (the jin gamer/roommate fic i think?) there were like maybe 2 or 3 times where i had to go back and reread and piece together what the intention was or where there seemed to be a missing word, but that’s so rare and like, didn’t pull me out of the story that much. And it’s fucking free! If i paid for a book, then i might be disappointed, but if i paid for a book, there probably would have had a whole publishing team that would have edited that out in the first place!!! Go read things you know are edited if you dont like it and don’t bother people who are providing free things that don’t hurt anyone because of dumb ass reasons.

I 100% get if you don’t post this if you don’t want all this yelling and negativity, but I hope you know that you are appreciated for what you give so freely. This is just one of many comments ive seen lately come to writers on here and while some of them have seemed to come from well-intentioned people, there’s like a sense if entitlement that’s completely unearned behind it that makes me fume! I try to stay out of other people’s business but this made me so mad!!!

Hi wow okay first of all - thank you for overall just getting it. Writing is a really hard thing to do and there are a lot of content creators on this website who are churning out content and trying to do their best to make it good enough for those who engage with them.

I agree with a lot of points on this - when we start to consider reader/writer relationships, a lot of people don't realize that there really isn't an obligation on the writer to do things the way that they're expected, whether it's updating at a certain frequency or editing a certain way or just... anything. While most of the CCs I know (including myself) rely really heavy on audience feedback for the way that we do things, there are certain perceptions, comments or expectations that are just super tiring.

While I totally understand how my minimal editing can seem lazy or like I don't care - that's certainly not it. It's just really the lesser of two evils for me - either I can use editing programs if I don't have someone to beta immediately, or I can delay posting for a few days while I get my bearings and edit.

Most of my writer friends will tell you that editing your own stuff is hard for some people. For some writers it's super easy to pump out a huge fic and turn around and edit. For others, it's not. It's really about what works best for each person, and this is currently what works best for me (I get really nervous delaying fics over and over again because I don't give myself enough grace and time to finish).

But overall - yes, agreed with a ton of things you said in this and I'm responding publically because I think there are a lot of really great points about the writer/reader relationship and expectations.

Editing more is something I definitely want to work on and I'll be better at asking for betas (I always feel very intimidated to do this) but yeah. Thank you!!

#replies

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wolfiemcwolferson · 2 years

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Would you be comfortable sharing why Max and Pierre didn't hook up - if I read correctly they were both tops and neither wanted to bottom?

Ohhhh, good ask.

They DID hook-up a couple of times, but it was very casual (as that’s all they did before meeting the Disaster Twins) and even though that’s how they pose it to other people - that they were incompatible in the bedroom - that’s not what really happened between them.

Pierre is vers so the sex wasn’t the issue. Friendship was the issue 😂

See, these two sad fuckers were already living together and even though I’ve left the timeline shit pretty vague, Max is actually the first person who moved into this place and he’s been Through It with roommates and Pierre is polite and he does his dishes and he’s funny.

He moved in and they had a drunken tumble and then did it a couple times sober before Pierre was like, hey I want a job with you because the place I work at is shit and they cut my hours a lot.

Max LIKES the guy so he gets him a job and he likes him as a roommate and one night Pierre is hanging out with Max alone in the living room and this is normally where things move in a direction for them. They’re sitting there awkwardly before Max says, I don’t think we can hook up anymore. And Pierre looks RELIEVED and says, oh god I’m so glad you said it!

And they both laugh and go something like: FEELINGS MAN. And then they occasionally let it drop that they hooked up a few times to confuse people because they’re definitely BROTHERS now and no one can see it, but that’s because Max is one of those scaly things with the soft belly (remember when Tonio died, Max used to go and comfort him when no one else would) and Pierre is a Beautiful Boy who thinks he’s too cool to catch feelings, when in reality it took one second of Max and Pierre breathing the same air as Charles and Daniel for them to turn into literal heart eye emoji’s.

Shit. Ok, so. Yes, they hooked up. It’s a big joke to them now. Charles is only jealous like one time over it. Danny thinks it’s HILARIOUS.

(Btw, I love these asks because I have hundreds of tidbits about these characters.)

#tiredtiredsharl #ao3 fanfic #the blue neighbourhood #piarles #maxiel #f1

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maribel-bat · 3 months

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-Slaps the hood of the Gurjin- 1, 2, 4, 9, 10, 12, 14, 18, 20, 23, and 24

Also 3, 4, 7, 8, 12, 14, 15, 18, 19, 20, 23 and 24 for yusei (if thats okay)

back under cut because Long (also thank you for a dark crystal choice!!)

1. Why do you like or dislike this character? (Gurjin)

I fucking love Gurjin! He's got like a strict sense of honor and stuff but like also he's just a really chill guy? He's like. Unwilling accomplice to protagonist and he's not sure how to feel about it the whole time.

2. Favorite canon thing about this character? (Gurjin)

THEY HAD HIM HUG AN ARATHIM!!!

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character? (Yusei)

I think my personal least favorite canon thing is how in the second half they kind of erased any of Yusei's connections with his friends in Satellite and his problems with the city's authority and it really shows like a huge disconnect that I don't like.

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in? (Gurjin and Yusei)

Gurjin: Monster Hunter

Yusei: Digital Devil Saga

7. What’s something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like? (Yusei)

I like it when they make him just really really openly autistic its fantastic.

8. What’s something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise? (Yusei)

I saw a take that said Yusei was aggressively heterosexual recently and I can't stop thinking about it where is it. What show were you watching. Also lots of people say Yusei is boring.

9. Could you be roommates with this character? (Gurjin)

Yeah absolutely. Fuck yes.

10. Could you be best friends with this character? (Gurjin)

He's so cool! Absolutely!!

12. What’s a headcanon you have for this character? (Gurjin and Yusei)

Gurjin: I like to think this guy secretly takes care of just an absolute hoard of fizzgig. Like. Just so many. He'll never admit it though.

Yusei: I tend to give him delayed echolalia. Just repeating things he's heard down to the exact intonation occasionally.

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character. (Gurjin and Yusei)

Gurjin: Grunge for sure

Yusei: Listen I don't think he would follow any notable fashion aesthetic but I do want to see Yusei in a skirt sometime.

15. What’s your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn’t matter if it’s canon or not.) (Yusei)

Toolshipping! Bruno/Yusei is. My whole shit entirely.

18. How about a relationship they have in canon with another character that you admire? (Gurjin and Yusei)

Gurjin: his relationship with Rian. It's so good. He's so ride or die it's like. Man you were waiting to go on some big ass adventure with this guy huh.

Yusei: Okay repeating myself again but Bruno. Episode 80 exists.

19. How about a relationship they have in canon that you don’t like? (Yusei)

Literally the fact that he becomes friends with Trudge yo fuck that.

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn’t matter? (Gurjin and Yusei)

Gurjin: repeating myself enthusiastically! Rian!! They're so good for each other!!!

Yusei: It's a solid tie between Bruno and Kalin. They're both good.

23. Favorite picture of this character? (Gurjin and Yusei)

Okay wildly different photos coming up

Gurjin looks like he's about to be a sad wet cat in this one. It's wonderful.

heheeh poncho Yusei with gun...

24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them? (Gurjin and Yusei)

Gurjin: Crow from 5Ds. Specifically "Guy who gets dragged into his other more protagonist friends shit and is like hello???"

Yusei: Ichise from Texhnolyze.

#thank you!! this is long!!!#headcanons

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tomyo · 9 months

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Kingdom hearts 3, finally finishing it 4 years later

A game I honestly didn't think would be off this list for a while. I bought the game when it came out and then never finished it because I was using my roommate's PS4.

Recently a friend lent me his PS4 now that the PS5 exists and after months of con season I finally sat down with it. I had intended to start from scratch until I learnt the several hours I played on the guest account where erased and my sanity would not allow several hours of tutorial again.

In the end, I bought a psn membership and reached out to that old roommate which was a nice experience. I missed them but have always just been to much in my bullshit to reach out until apparently *this*.

Maybe the funniest thing to say about all of this is this is my first and only time I've played a kingdom hearts game meaning my gameplay expectations were average. I had a goofy fun time after not having to play Olympus a third time and I relate to smooth brained Sora a lot, vaguely I get what's going on but I don't give too many shits. Yeah the start of the key blade war was a mess but my little gay ass cried at every XIII trio and co moment. That ending CG cutscenes was too short but I could easily wax on about how these characters have constantly sacrificed and gone through tragedy often in the name of each other and the hope that those in front of them could move forward. The prequel trio went through tragedy, the main trio constantly just out of reach from each other, the XIII trio stuck in an amnesiatic limbo and so forth. The fact most of them got to literally do fun kind shit together was a nice miracle.

Also bawled at the union cross cameos even though I barely played it. I love tragedy and I did earlier this weekend stop to let my avatar cry scared at their own death in the middle of war so the idea that maybe some actual users got to see their names on screen attacking the enemies but hard. Even though I haven't played the series, it's a permanent part of my life just from the cultural zeitgeist it caused in my adolescence. I wish they gave it more impact if anything but I get it, it wasn't something everyone was for.

Obviously though the biggest issue is Kairi per usual. Utada's song are sort of like a thematic tone to each chapter in the series with a theory that Kairi's designs being inspired from Utada's image at each point. Chikai is not just a love song but a wedding song, the progression from an immature and insecure relationship in the first one to one stubbornly proclaiming it's now or never with your devotion to me. It's a song meant to stand at the end of everything, it's someone waiting for you to meet them in the distance. I remember desperately trying to avoid spoilers for these past four years but being suggested from what I couldn't avoid that Kairi had proposed marriage to Sora at the end. It's also usually Kairi who gets a lot of attention in the CG openings and endings. The natural idea of this all is that it's sealing the idea of Sora and Kairi recognizing each other as a couple and potentially a maturing relationship from when they were children even though like, I don't even think two years have passed in world??? Either way she gets worse than nerfed at the end. You don't get to play as her, she doesn't get to do A N Y T H I N G aside from being said to still believe in Sora and be his emotional angst. And then she is kidnapped and killed. The worst is it failed to make it matter to me. The are a lot of reasons why everything with Kairi just did not hit any emotional level whatsoever as a Kairi stan. Riku had more romantic tension with himself on the beach honestly. And yes, I acknowledge there was literally a gay rainbow bonded key blade. I didn't really ever ship anything with kingdom hearts but I now believe in Sora and Riku I guess. Also the old dudes probably making out. Yeah, wasn't even pissed at that anticlimactic heel turn with the big baddie. Side note, buying the game was 100% worth it to have the immersive experience of Goofy and Donald call out for my from the controller. A+. Just, man, Kairi was more blank than wood this game despite them trying to say she was important. I think for a series so central on the bond of it's trios, keeping her out of the main fights was such a bummer.

Also I am not paying $30 for the dlc when I have already given the game $70+ of my money. I will absolutely watch a video of that instead.

Either way I'm happy I can finally watch videos that sat in my YouTube watch later since 2019 and I happily look forward to KH4. Bitches who know me know I'm a sucker for Shibuya and honestly I should have bought the world ends with us in the ds when i had the chance. Might come on my lists because street style is so big in that game.

With that one of the two most intensive games on this list can be crossed off. The other being GTA 5 but I also don't really plan to jump on that anytime soon. More concerned with playing the Kinect games on my 360 lmao.

#kingdom hearts 3 #tomyo's backlog adventure #backlog

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delicrieux · 3 years

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☆ﾐ 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 “𝚘𝚑”

PART 13: ...O-OH?

it’s the night of the big stream. y/n uncovers a strange, albeit deep, bond with charlie. corpse interrupts her garden date with sykkuno quite unceremoniously. tensions are high as ever; proximity chat reveals internal monologues and stray thoughts. y/n’s “batshit insane” energy affects everyone. this is, quite literally, the best game of among us bretman has ever played.

─── corpse husband x reader, sykkuno x reader (if you squint, it’s very one sided) ─── soc. media + written fiction! ─── word count: 6.1k oops ─── ❥ reqs: sum people requested some interaction w bretman + jealous corpse + flirty sykkuno

author’s note: guys....GUYS WE’RE ON THE 3RD “OH” hope ur excited cus i am!!! this was rly fun to write, but then again, everything is better than writing an essay lmao! this is extremely chaotic and a bit seggsy but like a minuscule bit u wont even notice it i swear xx there’s not much social media in this one, mostly written lol. as always lmk wat u think n thank u for all ur kind words n sooo manyyyy ideassss!!! love u lots

ultimate masterlist. ҉ myso masterlist ҉ previous. ҉ next.

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It’s happening, you think, picking the discreet, angelic white color for your astronaut - with a halo and all, truly, you are a seraph that stepped through the gates of heaven and descended onto earth to grace these morals with your presence...quite literally, you’re not only donning white in game, but also in real life, cute as a button or more like as a bunny. Cat girls are overrated - cat boys, on the other hand, you’ll ardently defend till your last breath - but bunny girls...Safe to say, your chat had been going feral. Your endless ego is fed well. You even swore on your heart that no devilish trickery would follow in this game - you had left your snake ways behind you.

No one believed you. The Roaches know you too fucking well.

The influx of new subs, however, do not. Look at this cute girl! She wouldn’t hurt a fly! You chuckle at the compliments. At the exact same moment, Rae pipes up on the discord call, “Y/n is leering and cackling evilly. No one trust her.”

Demon woman herself must be watching your stream before starting her own. You pout, all adorable and innocent, but your eyes gleam slyly. Truly, a mastermind of manipulation! Look at you go! The chat is swooning. The viewer number steadily climbs past 16K and you hum happily, welcoming all that decided to join your little clan, “Don’t listen to Rae. Wifey is mad because I said I’m not bringing her back a souvenir. Well guess what, bitch, I’m the gift.”

Your perfect image does not quite align with your tone, nor the affectionate nickname you call your roommate (bitch, not wifey). The new viewers are none the wiser though, just like your new stream mates.

There is laughter from people you don’t quite know. The lobby is almost full, but not everyone has trickled in yet.

“Filing divorce papers right now.” Rae mumbles, but you hear the smile in her voice. It makes you crack a grin, too.

More hello’s and shy introductions to the people in the lobby. Sykkuno’s green astronaut pops in with a upbeat, “Hey, everyone! Hi, Y/n!” as his character circles around yours. A collective awww echoes in your stream chat as you, quite breathless at the wholesomeness, reply with a “Hi! Hi hi!” as well.

Corpse is next to join, mysteriously ominous. The discord call is pure chaos, everyone screaming over the other variations of his name while stressing different syllables. Silent as a grave, he just stands there, his black astronaut seemingly eyeing everyone in the lobby.

Alas, when the noise dies down, he utters, “Whaddup, baby.” and it’s pandemonium all over again. You are screeching/laughing along with the rest. His astronaut swiftly glides to Sykkuno, still circling around you, “Hey, Sykkuno.” He says. The latter abruptly stops. The game hasn’t even started, and already - betrayal! Sykkuno starts circling around Corpse now, leaving you in the dust.

“Hey, dude!”

“Yo,” You interrupt, “I’m like here too, yeah?”

“Fight, fight, fight!” Pokimane jeers. You can’t see her, but you’re certain she’s pumping her fists in the air.

“Let’s leave the bloodshed for the game, yeah?” Dream offers past her laugh ridden urging.

“No, fuck that, let’s start this shit right now,” Charlie declares - his monotone is strangely pleasant to the ear, and you lean back in your chair with a thoughtful hum. Something about his energy just clicks with yours instantly, but perhaps you’re judging too quickly- “Got my fucking knife ready to slit some throats. You can all pretend you aren’t ready to kill on sight, but that’s not me. I’ll teabag your dead fucking body.”

-yeah, no, your initial estimate had been correct! What a pleasant surprise, you feel like you and he will get along beautifully.

“Way to be subtle, Charles.” Rae snorts.

“Subtle doesn’t make an interesting game, Rae,” He’s quick to bite back, “and if I’m Impostor, you bet your fucking ass I’m going after you first.”

“Noooooo!” She shrieks, rushing to your astronaut, which is still just standing there, abandoned, like the equivalent of that one emoji, “Y/n, protect me.”

“Of course, baby.” You purr.

There’s mumbling in the discord call, though it’s barely audible. Corpse seems to be repeating the word to himself: Baby...Baby?...Baby...

“You’re gonna stab me in the back the first chance you get, won’t you?” She questions, already painfully aware of the answer.

“You know it!”

“Finally, someone that’s not fucking cowering in their boots and flaunting their real nature.” Charlie says, “Y/n, form a Big Dick Alliance with me.”

“Oh for sure, man.” You agree immediately, trailing to his in game figure, “Let’s show these virgins how it’s done.”

“This is going to be a mess, isn’t it?” Sean’s voice rings with a cheerful laugh, making you flustered. Yes, you’re actually playing with THE JacksepticeyeTM. You still haven’t fully wrapped your head around that part, “I’m very excited to see where this will go.”

“Nowhere good.” You say with unparalleled sincerity - every word you speak to him, the icon, the legend, the one of the few youtubers you actually actively follow, must be genuine. You doubt you can lie to him. He’s too good of a person. You admire him too much. Stuck between wanting to be a shady bitch and an absolute saint, you refrain from addressing him more - you are simply not worthy.

its the y/n trying to act like a normal person in front of jack for me

ikr she looks ready to join the monastery

each day we stray closer to gods light???

Your viewers are snide as always. Gosh, you love them.

The last player pops in, fashionably late, “Hey, y’all.”

“Hey, Bretman!” The call choruses somewhat harmoniously.

“Hi, daddy.” He’s speaking to Corpse now, a smile in his voice - you can hear it even past the static of his atrocious mic. Your eyes widen, eyebrows shooting up. Your friends are cackling, but confusion refrains you from doing the same - were you not the only one Corpse offered, seemingly so long ago!, to be his sugar baby?

One betrayal after the other. You’re glad for the Big Dick Alliance. The name has a nice right to it, too.

Corpse laughs, “...Hey, Bretman. How are you today?”

Damn, two sentences for him, but not even a word spoken to you!? You’re already scripting a very melodramatic paragraph you will text him after the stream. With poorly masked discontent, you mutter, “Wow, thanks for such a warm welcome, Corpse, my day’s going great, yeah, loving the company.”

“Now now miss girl,” Bretman chimes, “we can’t be all daddy’s favorite.”

“Careful,” Charlie drones, “I think you just got yourself onto Y/n’s shit list.”

“Right next to Corpse Husband and Valkyrae.” You agree, “Sykkuno!” You suddenly call him.

“Uhm-Uh-Yes?” Is his nervous reply.

“You’re safe.” You state coldly, “For now.”

“You are not going after Sykkuno on my watch.” It must be a belated holiday miracle because Corpse finally decides to address you. His words seem to awake something in him, “Hey-Hey-Hey-” He swiftly glides to you, standing right next to your minute virtuous angel, “When are you coming back to Cali?”

corpse stop acting weird challenge

literally omg lmao

he does bring up a good point y/n y u not in cali yet?!

^pack it up corpse simp he disrespected the queen when he didnt say hi

“Back off, buddy,” Charlie interjects, “this spot is for Big Dick Alliance members only.”

“I’m never returning.” You inform him, your voice cold like the Arctic snow, and the look in your eyes is no kinder. You feel like you’re having a stare down through screen.

Silence stretches. Is this an intimidation tactic? Because if it is, it’s a paltry one. Your conviction to be petty is stronger than any vulnerability you might feel.

“Then I have nothing to say to you.” He admits and fucks right off with that. Fine, go join Sykkuno and Rae in their little corner of betrayal! Friendship ended with Corpse, now Charlie is your best friend.

“Okay, guys, guys, guys-” Toast, noting this is going to spiral any minute now, tries to catch their attention, “Let’s start?!”

You look into your camera, and the roaches know what you’re thinking. You’re twins like that, communicating telepathically. You are taking back your tender promise of not being a conniving bastard. It’s fucking on. You will destroy everyone in your path, starting with the guy you have a stupid crush on - maybe?! Feelings are confusing, you’d rather just not think point blank period.

With no objections from the cast, the counter ticks away seconds and, for the first round, you’re stuck as CREW MATE.

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Charlie is a gift. Truly, you had not expected such a sudden, wonderful relationship to bloom. How have you not known of him sooner?! It’s a crime that you hadn’t spoken to him earlier. You are a 100% certain if you had found him before you started streaming, he would’ve been a big inspiration.

The two of you do your silly little tasks and curse like sailors, commenting about this and that thanks to proximity chat. You wouldn’t have been able to stand the claustrophobic silence if it was just a normal Among Us game - to think, missing out on all his foully worded quips! It almost springs a tear into your eye. He’s just as unhinged as you.

worried about this dynamic

its a trainwreck lol i love it plz collab more plz

Caught in a headed discussion in Electrical - TikTok trends, or audios specifically - you defend the app the best you can. Charlie thinks it’s super cringe, and you insist it’s part of the charm as you connect wires.

“I mean, have...-do you know that one audio, the one that goes, like,” You’re spilling your words, heated, frustrated that he’s so dismissive of the app that literally saved 2020, “it goes like, uhm,” You clear your throat, prep your voice - even take a sip of your favorite drink. Drawing the syllables, you try your best to make it drop an octave - it must sound like you’re doing an atrociously bad and nauseatingly scratchy Corpse impression with an extra dramatic flair, “My assssssss, your cockkk, you do the mathhh.”

“Did-Did I just-” You freeze hearing Corpse’s voice, finally done with your task. Charlie is muffling his laughter behind his palm; Corpse’s astronaut stands in the doorway, “What the fuck did I just walk into?” He seems genuinely confused, though a strangely winded. You’re mortified. Your shoulders are shaking. You look at the stream chat but it’s going too fast for you to follow. Manic laughter bubbles in your chest and you squeeze your eyes shut, mouth split into a toothy grin, lowering your head and trying to hide the blush dusting your cheeks.

“Hey? Guys? What the fuck are you talking about?” He questions again.

“Honestly?” Charlie chimes, “No fucking clue. TikTok, I think. Ask Y/n.”

You can’t reply. You’re crying. You cover your face with your palms, muttering a soft oh my god before bursting into a full blow laugh, throwing your head back, the motion accidentally knocking your headphones off.

“Y/n.” Corpse calls you, “Fuck was that?”

You’re howling. Your stomach hurts. There are literal tears in your eyes. You think Charlie might be laughing too, but you can’t really tell over your loud screeching. Hastily fixing your headphones, you wipe away the tears stuck to your lower lashes, heaving, “S-Sorry, I-” You stutter, breaking into another fit of giggles. Corpse patiently waits you to calm down. Catching your breath, you start again with a sniffle, “TikTok, yeah.” You idly fix your hair, trying to bite down a smile, “It’s an audio.”

“What- What kind of videos are you watching?”

“The good kind.” Your reply is instant, merciless, “Also, why are you here? We’re having a BDA meeting, you know.”

“I-I...” He trails off, “I...I heard people talking and...I just came here to check it out, but...I’m regretting it.” There’s a lilt in his voice, and you know he doesn’t regret jack shit. You bet he’s smiling. You wish you could see it.

“Bitch, then leave!” You huff. You aren’t sure what is with him today, and you don’t want to stick around and find out - his playfulness makes your stomach flip at the most inappropriate times! Like when you’re trying to sound threatening. You must retreat posthaste, “No, wait, I’ll do it for you.” You say, brushing past his character. Charlie follows after you.

“Dude, you’re so fucking lucky neither of us are the Impostor because you’d be deader than I’ve been feeling since I was 10.” Your favorite companion comments. Charlie is truly a modern wordsmith. You’re pretty sure you adore him, because you’re nodding your head, so quick to agree with him that even you’re surprised.

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A meeting is called. You spare a glance at your fallen crew mates. They will be missed. Sean most of all, God, why does heaven always take the good ones?! The game feels emptier without him, even if you really only passed him once on your trek to Cafeteria with Charlie.

You may or may not have been avoiding him, afraid you’d accidentally say something horrible and he would hate you. It’s a silly fear, though a deep one. And with Charlie keeping you company, you had not uttered a single objectively good, or even coherent, sentence. Your parents can’t watch this stream once it’s uploaded onto your Youtube channel. They know you’re barely keeping it together in most of your videos, but here, now? Yeah, no. Charlie is already hard to listen to on his own for sensitive viewers, and hearing you agree with literally everything he says with your own chaotic ideas? Your dad would stumble into an early grave.

Mom probably wouldn’t mind too much, but you’d have to explain your relationship status again. She is under the assumption that everyone you collab with is your significant other. You’d say it began with Sykkuno, though the exclamation of “Finally! My daughter isn’t pathetically single! We need to celebrate.” had started with Rae. Truly, a scandal.

Speaking of which, Sykkuno is gone, too, but you had time to mourn him already. You found his body roughly ten minutes ago; so torn with the fresh agony of heartbreak, you could not do anything else but cry. It was Charlie, bless his heart, that reported it.

“Someone killed Jack,” You say, voice dripping with venom, “court is now in session. I’m ready to vote the fucker out.”

People speak all at once. Toast roars over them, “ORDER! ODER IN COURT!” as he slams his hand onto his desk repeatedly. That seems to work, though briefly.

“I think it’s Y/n.” Corpse says. You stare at him, hand gripping your heart, mouth falling open in surprise.

flame him

corpse boutta be a corpse fr

beat his ass queen!!!!!

“Pardon my french,” You grumble, “but nani the fuck?!”

“It’s definitely Y/n, I found her and Charlie conspiring in Electrical. Surrealist experience of my fucking life, but it’s definitely her.”

“Dude, we’ve been over this,” Charlie sighs, shushing Rae who was about to comment something - knowing your luck, it was probably in favor of the man throwing you under the bus, “we would’ve snapped your fucking neck the moment you walked in. But we didn’t.”

“Yeah, we didn’t.” Corpse notes, “I said nothing about you, I’m just saying it’s definitely her. She probably didn’t kill in front of you because of your stupid alliance-”

“Someone sounds salty because he wasn’t invited.” Pokimane snickers.

“-or possibly she did tell you and you won’t betray her for the exact same reason.”

“That’s some big brain logic you pulled there, genius,” Charlie says, absolutely unimpressed, “sure you didn’t have an aneurysm trying to connect all of that together?”

“Well,” Rae pipes up, “Y/n and Charlie did say they will kill right before the game started. If you ask me, it’s not unbelievable. And Sykkuno was sorta on the shit list.”

“I’m writing down your name twice, Rachell.” You spit.

“Not helping your case at all, Y/n...” Dream worries, “And Rae makes a good point. Charlie and you have professed desire for murder. I’m just saying! It’s a bit suspicious, you know?”

The next words to leave Corpse’s lips sound incredibly smug, “See?” He drawls. The pressure is getting to you - you don’t understand where this beguiling talent of his to convince literally everyone comes from, but it doesn’t inspire any confidence. Your fist suddenly feels incredibly lonely, so useless - oh, how you long to swing at him, “It’s definitely Y/n.”

“I dunno...” Toast mumbles.

“It’s Y/n.”

“Corpse-” You try, but he's ignoring you - shocker, as if he hadn’t been doing that from the very start of this stupid game - and chanting your name like it’s a fucking mantra or something, a smile in his voice, knowing, relishing in the fact that he’s grating on your nerves, “FIRST OF ALL,” You scream into the mic, successfully cutting him off; catching your breath, you exhale, and continue, calmly, lowly, “get my pretty name out of your mouth.”

There’s a pause full of tense silence.

Then, there’s a sound, seemingly stuck in the back of his throat, “...O-Oh...?”

“Second of all,” You continue, words like honey dipped in arsenic, “This is the clearest smear campaign I have ever witnessed. By how hard you’re trying to frame me for fuck knows what reason, I’m led to believe it’s you that killed them. You’re the Impostor.”

“Corpse wouldn’t kill Sykkuno, though.” Rae comments, skeptical.

“Then the other Impostor did it.” You counter.

“Maybe you’re both Impostors.” Pokimane chirps.

“Y/n would never betray the Big Dick Alliance like that.” Charlie states.

You grin, “Charlie, I literally love you.”

“Wait hold up now,” Corpse seems to get his bearings together, “what’s this about love I’m hearing?”

“I have none for you, dick.” You snap, flipping him off. Your chat cheers. While he can’t see it, you hope he senses it through the screen, “I officially hate you.”

“No, wait-”

“Boo, Corpse, you suck.” Toast laughs.

“Y/n, please-”

“Let’s all vote for Corpse Husband, okay?” You say it like it’s his full official name with an encouraging smile and multiple soft nods. Sykkuno can’t be here to nod, so you’ll do it for him. You eye the rapidly decreasing timer before clicking on Corpse’s figure and voting for him. The VOTED icon instantly pops up beside your adorable astronaut.

“Baby, I-” It slips past his lips so easily, as if he’s not even thinking about it, like it’s only natural to call you that and a spike of anxiety shoots up, making you glare. It’s only halfhearted. You try your best to ignore the rapid and uncoordinated pulses of your heart. Replace unwanted feelings with anger and hate - works like a charm, every time.

“You are not allowed to call me that.” You hiss. The chat spams snake emojis.

“Wait-” Bretman chimes, “Hold up, y’all, slow down a minute. Why does Corpse never call me baby?”

“Yeah!” Pokimane agrees, “I want to be baby, too!”

Pokimane may not have been called baby, but you just single-handedly decided her nickname for her - Target 4. Welcome to the shit list, she is officially your public enemy number 1. You aren’t sure why the thought of Corpse ever referring to anyone else as baby makes you sick to your stomach (you actually do know why, but brain no think at the moment), but you wish this whole conversation never happened. You don’t like it.

20 seconds left. More VOTED icons appear by your friends. Corpse is the last one to cast his ballot at, you assume, you, as the rest wait for his quick explanation before everyone (or not) returns to the game, “...Because she’s my baby.”

Goodbye. Life had been sweet, and there was sorrow, though the amount of embarrassment you feel now is worse than when the internet found your cringe worthy high school pictures on your mom’s Facebook. It’s a mixture of dread and excitement - the pleasure of being noticed, cherished even, though anxious from vulnerability. Someone is screaming a very prolonged “WHAAAAT?!”, or maybe multiple people are, you aren’t sure, your ears start to hurt from the loud, conflicting cacophony of voices as you stare blankly at the screen. You received two votes, just like Corpse, Charlie got one, the rest skipped. With no one flung out, you all find yourself back in Cafeteria again.

Baby. My baby? My baby. My baby. The sentence is playing ping-pong in your mind, reverberating louder each time. You’re actually speechless for the first time in your life; your chest hurts, your heart beating so fast your hands start shaking. Had he meant it? Or was this a some joke? Was he trying to get a rise out of you again? You might just go insane from so many questions. My baby. Holy shit, this is a heart attack, this is what a heart attack feels like, dear God, you figured you at least had ten years before you get one!

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First round ends with IMPOSTORS raining victorious. Your sixth sense had been working wonders since, true to you previous estimate, it had been Corpse. His companion was Pokimane. For absolutely no reason what’s so ever, you change her name once more from Target 4 to Target 1. Normally, you’re all for girls supporting girls. Men don’t deserve anything, really, but now you’re so flustered and still reeling from what you are 80% sure was cardiac arrest that you genuinely don’t care about your established morals.

Round two starts without much deliberation. You get CREW MATE again; the game must sense your growing bloodlust, making sure that once you do get IMPOSTOR, you will not hold back. True power is granted to those who are ready and strong enough to wield it. You wait for your moment with bated breath.

Charlie is taken from you too early. The two of you were once again caught in a discussion - God knows about what, Minecraft, hentai, oh! your server! - as you tried to card swipe for the umpteenth time. The lights blew out and you just knew one of you was getting murdered there and then. Charlie’s voice abruptly cut off, and you think a part of you died with him.

It’s a cold meeting; with your new best friend being the first to go, everyone decides to skip. You proclaim you seek vengeance. When the meeting comes to an end, Sykkuno is the first to offer his condolences.

“I’m sorry, Y/n.” He says, and while he’s not in Brooklyn, you somehow feel him patting your back. You feign a sniffle.

“There’s nothing to apologize for...” You murmur sadly, “Unless...” Your voice turns sharp as the knife that was surely twisted into Charlie’s back, “It was you?”

“NO!” He exclaims, “I would never-you gotta believe me! I would never kill him. I know he’s important to you. I wouldn’t do that, I swear.”

“He was like a brother to me.” You admit, solemn, “Charlie, if you’re haunting me right now, know I will avenge you. I will not let this go.”

Sykkuno hums, circling around you, “Hey, I have a task in Greenhouse. Would you, uh--Would like to, uhm, join me?” Despite the shaky start, he finishes on a firm, pleasant note. He’s trying to cheer you up. Having lost your closest friend, he’s offering you his company. You accept with a soft smile and a cute “Yes, please!” and he releases an airy little laugh. The two of you make your way to your favorite place in map MIRA.

It’s difficult to stay sad for long when Sykkuno’s so sweet; the atmosphere of the Greenhouse is strangely calming; your problems seem to be left behind the shut doors. If you tried hard enough, you could imagine being in an actual Greenhouse - the warm, damp air clinging to your skin, the unmistakable smell of earth and vegetation, the pleasant silence broken only by yours and his hushed voices and clumsy footsteps.

The two of you are talking. Mainly about your choice of attire. Cat first, Sykkuno ponders aloud, doing his task as you watch the plants grow, now bunny, what’s next? You affirm that you will most likely dress up in cow-print next, or as an adorable sheep. He laughs, admitting you’ll look good in anything before he trails off. His awkwardness is really endearing.

“Or!” You chirp happily, content with being locked away with him for the whole game. The idea must be playing in his mind, too, because he seems in no rush to leave, “I could, like, dress as someone from My Hero Academia. I watched the stream you did with Stella, the one where she made you look like Todoroki. It was really cute. You were really cute.”

“Oh, uhm-well, uh, thank you, thanks, I, uhm-” He clears his throat, and despite his stutter, you hear the smile in his voice, “I-I think you’d look better, though. Not as Todoroki. Or, probably as Todoroki, too. But, uhm, what character are you thinking about?”

“Maybe Momo?”

“Momo!” He yeps, “Momo is good. Yeah, she’s great. You’ll-uhm-you’ll look amazing. Really. Momo is awesome. Very pretty. Just like you.”

You are blushing. A stupid, toothy grin makes your cheeks hurt. Your eyes flicker to the chat, but again, it’s going wild. Giggling, you thank him for his sweet words, so giddy it’s honestly embarrassing. Why can’t you stop smiling? This is incriminating. You hide your lips behind your palm.

“...What’s this?” Corpse question. You had failed to note his sudden appearance, too busy gushing. “Am I interrupting?”

“Hey, Corpse!” Sykkuno greets. For someone so awkward and shy, he sure is good at hiding it when he wants to. Perhaps it’s all an act and you had been deviously tricked! Probably not, but you can’t help but narrow your eyes suspiciously, finally able to calm down. You definitely underestimated him, you just haven’t figured out how yet, “Not really! Y/n was sad Charlie died so I took her here.”

“You interrupted our date, dipshit.” You deadpan.

“...Fuck you say?” Corpse dares, his voice low and somewhat menacing - for someone who exclusively portrays his emotions through only his voice, he’s incredibly hard to read. This is payback. Your love for wreaking havoc resurfaces suddenly. Serves him right for pulling all this ignoring shit at the start. Maybe you’ll make him say oh again.

Your sly smirk is promptly wiped. Fuck. He said oh, he literally said oh out loud. The Teruhashi fangirl in you is screaming. You had been so caught up in defending yourself you didn’t even register it at first. Alarmed, you look at the camera, then at the chat. First oh, then my baby. There’s no way he had been teasing you, and this proves it. Holy shit. You mouth the words “HE SAID OH!” for your audience only.

now she notices

snail pace baby we’ve been loosing our shit for the past hour

corpse x y/n saikik au enemies to lovers 500k words slow burn im here for it

opening wattpad rn^

Your heart races in your chest - it might be considered an Olympic medalist at this point; flustered yet again, you wish you could cave into yourself. You should’ve brought your bright blue wig with you to Brooklyn. Turns out it would have been perfect for this stream. Yes, yes thinking about unnecessary details always works in distracting you from the butterflies throwing a fucking rave in your stomach.

“I guess it is a date!” Sykkuno admits, “Kinda after a funeral, but still.”

Corpse hums. You’re still too stunned to say anything. The black astronaut with adorable cat ears approaches Sykkuno.

“It’s not.” He states. Your mouth falls open in shock as your date, your companion, the Shoto to your Momo is murdered in cold blood right in front of you. His lifeless body, cut in half, lays on the tiles by the growing flowers, right beside you, “You didn’t see shit.”

“...I didn’t see shit.” Is all you can utter, breathless and terrified.

“Thaaaat’s fucking right, baby.” Corpse coos, “Now I’m gonna report it, and I’ll say we found Sykkuno together. Better stick close to me after the meeting, got it?”

If Sykkuno is Shoto, then Corpse is definitely Dabi.

why is that kinda hot tho omg

didn’t know i needed dom corpse since now but i do

y/n looks like shes boutta throw up lmao

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You follow him around like a lost puppy - because what else is left for you to do!? You’re helpless in this situation. He’s got you in the palm of his hand, successfully eliminating everyone you had previously interacted with. First it was Charlie, then Sykkuno, even Sean, who said hello in passing, was shot instantly. Real Sangwoo behavior. You almost want to scream warnings at everyone to not approach you. You cannot mourn another lost crew mate, you don’t think your conscience can take it. But words fail to form. You’re too weak. You fake cry to your audience. They’re quick to remind you to stop acting like a little bitch.

“Mean.” Is all you say, eyeing the comments.

“Hm?”

“Was talking to the roaches.”

“What are they saying?”

“That I should betray you.”

“...Better not.”

A shiver shoots up your spine and you half believe he will bust down your door and drag you into his basement for real. A nervous laugh slips past your lips, “I won’t, I won’t.” You reassure him, “Don’t worry, I’m sticking with you. I haven’t seen shit.”

“I like that you listen to me. You always this agreeable?”

“You’re kinda not giving me a choice right now.” You grumble, vending yourself a drink while he looms behind you, protecting you. From who?! Himself?!

“Oh my fucking God, finally,” Bretman exclaims, “girl, I’ve been running around the whole map trynna find someone, is everyone like, dead?”

You’re scared to reply. Corpse does it for you, “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, maybe? Not sure. Where have you been?”

“Oh you know,” Bretman grins, “doing tasks, talking shit, the usual. You two are not, like, Impostors right?”

You shoot a look at Corpse, but he obviously can’t see it. Biting your lip, you murmur, “Nope.”

“Just your regular crew mates doing regular crew mate things.” Corpse says, no, purrs. Because that’s not suspicious at all. You’d recommend Bretman to run, and not only because that sounded shady as fuck. But he seems to enjoy danger, or he just doesn’t care.

“Hmmmm, crew mates, sure. Miss girl Y/n,” He’s addressing you now; you smile anxiously, “How come every time I see you, you’re with a different man?! Like damn, leave some for the rest of us, for real!”

You like Bretman. You like his high-pitched whine and drawl. You would like him even more if not for the complex situation at hand. You fear for his life. Chewing at your bottom lip, you snicker, “Sorry, Bret. I can leave you Corpse if you want?”

He laughs, “Girl, I’d say yes so fucking quick, but I know he wouldn’t want that. Normally I wouldn’t care, but y’all are such a cute couple it’s making me not want to be a shady motherfucking bitch. Changing my ways, embracing the lord. Love it.”

Corpse doesn’t correct him that you are, in fact, not dating. His lack of reaction unnerves you slightly. Does he...? No! No think! Only exist! You catch that train of thought and steer it away from forbidden territory. Looks like it’s up to you to clear the air, and that is exactly what you do after trying to swallow down the lump in your throat, “Uh, we’re not together, actually. We’re just really good friends.”

“Bitch, then move over,” Bretman says snappily,”go like, back to your other boyfriends. Or find another one. I think I saw Dream near Navigation.”

“Near Navigation, huh?” Corpse hums thoughtfully. It’s a subtle warning, but you catch it. Yeah, even if you try running, Dream’s going to join your other ‘boyfriends’ in the afterlife. Granted, killing someone by just talking with them is kind of cool. Or maybe Stockholm Syndrome is finally kicking in, “Bret, the thing is, Y/n’s scared of dying, so she asked me to stay with her.”

It’s disturbing how good at lying he is. It is also really really attractive, as bizarre as that is.

y/n stop being in a toxic relationship with corpse challenge

making fanart of this omg her face

its the blushing for me girl get your head outta the gutter!

^she cant, it lives there

“Baby, you’re gonna fucking die if you stick with her,” Bretman points out, “have you noticed the mortality rate of her partners? Rest in peace, daddy.”

“He’s right, you know.” You mutter, dramatically looking to the side, “I’m no good, Corpse.”

“Not leaving you, end of discussion. Bretman, join us?” Corpse offers, catching you by surprise. He might still be lying, though. Creating a false sense of security before eliminating Bretman. Probably would laugh while doing it, too. Wow, he truly is evil.

Turns out he doesn’t have to do any of that, because when Dream strolls into Cafeteria, he kills Bretman instead. The two Impostors are finally revealed. You promised not to snitch on Corpse, but you didn’t say shit about not exposing Dream. You press the REPORT button and say just that: “Dream just murdered Bret right in front of me and Corpse.”

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The last meeting is called. Dream had been voted out with the help of Corpse, and now only you, he, and Rae remain.

“Baby, you know what to do.”

The VOTED icon pops up beside Corpse’s astronaut. Rae wheezes, “No! Y/n, it’s not me, you gotta believe me, I swear it’s not me!”

“...I really don’t know,” You murmur, “I’ve been with Corpse a lot, and...Rae, I’m not sure...”

“Please! I swear it on my Kagayama cardboard cut out, I’m not the Impostor, please! You know me, I’d never lie to you like this.”

“She’s definitely lying.” Corpse says, sounding pleased.

“Don’t listen to him! Remember, during the first round, when he tried to convince us that you were the Impostor? He’s doing the same shit to me!”

“I also remember you agreeing with him.” You remind her.

“I was stupid! Small dumb brain moment! He was using us to win! He’s using you right now!” She votes, “Please, Y/n, make the right choice.”

You’re silent for a moment.

“I’m gonna...I’m gonna vote for who I think it is.” You lastly say.

A slow, lazy grin makes it’s way onto your lips, eyes gleaming mischievously. You had not forgotten your promise to your brother from another mother, you had not forgotten the pride of the BDA, you had not forgotten your beautiful friendship. Two miniature astronauts pop up by Corpse’s at the exact moment Rae screeches “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!”

“Fuck.” Is all Corpse says with a laugh.

The screen changes, informing of the first CREW MATE victory.

Your ears are assaulted with different voices as you appear in the lobby.

“Now that’s what I’m fucking talking about.” Charlie raves, “I swear to fucking God, Y/n, you even got me going for a second. Pulled some 1000 IQ shit right there. It was fucking amazing. Best back stabbing I’ve seen in a while, and I’ve seen a lot.”

“That was absolutely fantastic, Y/n.” Sean applauds, “I really thought you joined Corpse like some crew mate accomplice or something. Can’t believe you switched on him at the last second.”

“That’s my wifey!” Rae cheers, strolling to you, “Love you, mwah.”

“Hey, Corpse,” Charlie calls him, “How does it feel to be a fucking loser?”

“I’m surprisingly fine with it.”

yeah he would be lmao

mom is the best snake ever i love you sm y/n

rae and y/n’s friendship....the feeeeeels

As the rest sing your praises for another solid minute or two, the third round begins. CREW MATE again. Though, just because you’re stuck as an underpaid worker in a dying spaceship, it doesn’t mean you’re innocent. Your last round proved that quite well. You can’t help but silently snicker.

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TAGLIST IS CLOSED!

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more tags are in the comments bcs tumblr only allows me to tag 50 people max 💙

#corpse husband #corpse #corpse husband x reader #corpse x reader #corpse social media au #corpse husband x y/n #corpse husband fanfic #social media au #corpse husband imagine #myso #make you say oh #sykkuno x reader #if ya squint #imagine #imagines #reader #reader insert

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exchangestudentmicha · 3 years

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The Brothers with a Dullahan S/O

GN MC

Any folklore or mythology buffs please don’t kill me for wrong info, I tried to get some things accurate but I also love some things from like anime or stories that aren’t really accurate to folklore

Lucifer

Dude found out when you were protecting Beel and Luke

He smacked you in the head… and it came flying off…

You weren’t exactly amused afterwards and tried to chew him out, he… wasn’t responding however…

Give him a second he’s rebooting

He’s so disappointed with himself afterwards for not realizing that you’re not human earlier

He also asked why you never corrected anyone about your true nature, which you proceeded to tell him that it was too fun pretending to be human

Well… at least he doesn’t have to worry about your safety

Mammon

Boi straight up fainted when Lucifer knocked your head off

Y’all had to drag him out of the underground tomb

He woke up on the couch thinking it was a dream, he quickly learned it wasn’t

“Man, I had the weirdest dream… Lucifer got mad and your head came off…”

You proceeded to take you head off to show him it wasn’t a dream, and he proceeded to wake everyone in the Devildom up with his ear piercing scream

In hindsight you might’ve traumatized him by doing that, because even after Lucifer came in and yelled at him for screaming at like 11 at night, he was still shaking

“Y-Your h-h-head! W-What the hell?!” Poor man was as white as his hair

You explained to him that you’re actually not a human, but instead a type of fae called a dullahan

It didn’t stop his shaking, but he’s glad that your beheading doesn’t actually hurt you

Levi

He thinks its frickin AWESOME

Also he’s pulled up at least like 8 characters from anime that you could cosplay as

“We have to cosplay as the main duo from ‘How do I tell my roommate that I’m a dullahan without stealing his soul’ I already have the outfits made!”

(Also he’s low-key jealous that you can actually style your hair for cosplays without having your arms die from holding them up for literal hours)

You may have to correct him about certain things concerning dullahans since all the information he has about them is from anime

Because he keeps asking if you can summon a giant fiery claymore like that one dullahan in an anime he saw and you keep having to tell him that no you can’t

Satan

Prepare for the questions, he’s never met a dullahan after all

“So, do you actually have a horse? What about a spine whip? Can you really kill someone by calling their name?”

Thankfully you didn’t mind answering his questions and told him that yes, you do have a horse, they’re a sweetheart, no you don’t have a spine whip but your dad does, and yes, you can do that but you choose not to

“…So you won’t do it to Lucifer?”

You unfortunately told him no

But you did say that he could put your head in random places to scare the shit out of people

Lucifer was not expecting a head to greet him from the cabinet when he made his coffee the next day

Asmo

“Hey does that mean that you could give me a long range blow-“ [THIS HAS BEEN CENSORED DUE TO THIS BEING A NON LEWD FIC]

You of course smacked him for that comment, and sigh at his creativity for all things lewd

“I’m kidding! I’m kidding sorta please don’t smack my face!”

Asmo also falls into the category of being jealous that you can do your hair without your arms dying

But, he finds it pretty cool that you’re a dullahan. You wouldn’t be the first fae he’s slept with, but definitely the first dullahan

Beel

Save the child!

The first thing he did when his first saw your head come off was covered Luke’s eyes

The second thing he did, after everything calmed down and Lucifer finished rebooting, was ask if the flame at the base of your neck could actually burn things

You told him that it could if you wanted it to, and he responded by pulling out a bag of marshmallows and asked if you wanted smores (And that it would probably help Luke since he was still lowkey shaking from the whole Lucifer beheading you incident)

You of course said yes and y’all spent the rest of the afternoon eatings mores and getting Luke used to the fact that you weren’t human, and could in fact remove your head without getting hurt

Belphie

His discovery was an interesting one

He went to choke you… And your head popped off…

He’s never been more confused in his life

At first he was convinced that humans were weaker than he remembered and that he decapitated you with his bare hands

But then your disembodied head TALKED

You’ve never seen someone bluescreen so hard before

He was so caught off guard that when you asked for your head back he did so without question

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panbitch-com · 3 years

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Hey can I request some Chandler Bing big brother headcanons? Like his little sister just moved to the city and he’s protective of her? If it’s alright with you.

Thank you so much for requesting :)

Characters: Chandler bing x sibling

Request: Yes/ No

Proofread: Yes / No

Warnings: nothing

Pronouns: tried to keep it gn

Summary: You being Chandler's little sibling and moving to New York

Please keep in mind my native language isn’t English, so there can be grammatical or spelling mistakes :3

BEING CHANDLER BINGS LITTLE SIBLING AND MOVING TO NEW YORK WOULD INCLUDE:

Chandler always was protective of you when you two were younger and nothing changed when you became adults

so when you told him you moved from your hometown to New York his protective brother mode instantly went on

"Why New York? You can easily just stay where you are, New York is a really dangerous place, you know?"

"You live in New York?"

"Yeah but I am a dumb and naive man! You are a smart person, why didn't you told me I should never move here, hm?"

"How did you turn this conversation that it's my fault now?"

you moving to New York was huge

like literally

you loved your hometown but if we are for real here you wanted the change of landscape

Chandler on the other hand is scared and overly protective, because he knows how a few guys in New York are

For example his own roommate and best friend

He's also scared that something will happen to you

no shit when you both were children he always checked the street six times to be sure no car can run you over

So when you finally moved to New York he stood at the gate waiting for you to finally welcome his sibling in his arms after a few months of not seeing each other

A huge part of Chandler's life are also his friends, obviously

and he got really scared you wouldn't like them or they wouldn't like you

But when you met his five friends all he could think about was stupid to have this thoughts

Everyone liked you from the first moment you came into the Central Perk

Some more than others

"So how you doin'?"

"Oh you boy keep your hands away from them."

"It's fine, 'M doing great, how you doin'?" (you say that btw)

you begin to be a part of the whole group

also chandler always looking over you

asking if you're okay

if you're sleeping enough

drinking and eating enough

you could never ask for a better brother but he can be annoying sometimes

not often but it can be pretty tough when he starts being protective when you get a date

so when you get ready he comes into your apartment, just sits down and starts talking about how shit men are

"You know I hate men, that's why I'm dating women, women are so much better."

at the end he is pretty happy that you moved to New York and that his family is with him now.

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thefanficmonster · 4 years

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Just Two Sad Roommates

Corpse Husband x Reader(Female)

Warnings: Swearing (maybe)

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Summary: The power of medieval tavern music gets put to the test when Corpse’s roommate is having a rough day. SPOILER ALERT: it’s more powerful than anyone could assume.

Requested by Anon. You know who you are 😊😋 Wish I could tag you, I loved this idea so much and had such a fun time writing it. Hope you enjoy it just as much 🥰

The last twenty four hours haven’t been so great.

Last night I had a huge fight with my boyfriend over his flirty messages with several girls. It was not just witty banter, it was way more and way more hurtful to me. He obviously denied it and defended himself, at least in the beginning of the argument. Then he took on the accusatory stance, pointing fingers at me for living with another guy. That had me absolutely fuming. Not only was his statement fabricated and literally made up on the spot, but he also used some seriously horrible insults for him. I was having non of it. Corpse is a really great roommate, sweet guy and overall amazing person. I haven’t once argued with him since we’ve started living together. We’re actually quite good friends. So hearing my asshole boyfriend call him all those names was more than enough to chase him out of the apartment. Thankfully, Corpse wasn’t home to hear all that. He rarely leaves the apartment but by some miracle this was the time he was absent.

Then this morning my mom called me to have a chat. It started off decently enough but it only remained that way for so long. It didn’t take her long to start criticizing each and every element of my existence. From my job, my boyfriend, my living arrangement, the career I’ve decided to pursue, the fact I moved to a different state, my paycheck that’s lower than her friend’s daughter’s...…..You get the point.

Now I’m sitting here, contemplating what the two years I’ve been in a relationship with Marcus mean to me. I guess it is just like a phone call from my mother - starts off nice but slowly deteriorates. All things follow this pattern in my life, apparently. And just like the phone calls, I’ve considered ending things between me and him many times but never actually decided on it. Until now. The last part of this decision is executing it, which doesn’t look very promising. My thumbs are frozen, hovering over the keyboard.

I take a second to take a look at my life from a third person point of view, like an out of body experience. I am wrapped in a blanket, huddled on the couch like a burrito with a face. A really sad burrito with a face. I have a job where I work as much as three highly ranked workers and get paid a little over a secretary’s paycheck. I’m in a constant state of exhaustion and disinterest. I often forget I’m human and just assume I can live like a cactus - no food, no water. I have a boyfriend that’s cheating on me and most likely has been for quite some time now. And we’ve been dating for two fucking years. Man, that must be the longest cheat streak in history. Who knows with how many girls as well. And I still have trouble deciding weather to break up with him or not. Actually no, scratch that, I have already decided, but it feel so unnatural and so out of character that my body refuses to complete the task of delivering the final blow to the structure of this relationship which was already weak to begin with.

And it only got weaker when I started catching feelings for another guy. I know, I know, I’m a bad person for that, but I was never planning to act on those feelings. They have always just...lingered, loomed over me. They got stronger and stronger every time Marcus and I would fight, as though they were laughing at my mock of a relationship.

Speaking of laughter, I hear my roommate laughing in his recording room. I gave him the spare room for his recording equipment for a cheap add to his rent fee and it’s probably the second best decision I’ve ever made - first being picking him to be my roommate. He was among the first to reply to my online add and appeared the least sketchy over the phone. More hypnotizing if I’m honest. He could’ve told me he was a hitman and I wouldn’t have batted an eye, handing the keys to his room and the apartment without a second thought. All he had to do was keep talking. Again, SUE ME.

“Fuck, I’m so fucking pathetic!“ I drop my phone when all the strings inside me snap, releasing the sobs and tears I’ve been holding back for so long.

I bring my knees up to my chest, hiding my head in between them, desperately trying to shield myself from the plane crash that is my life at the moment. Crying makes me feel even sadder and more miserable but I have nothing left to do to get all the crap that’s piled up inside me out.

I’m on the verge of falling asleep, the tears have dried and the sobs have died somewhere in my chest, when I hear what sounds like music straight from Robin Hood’s time.

Holy shit, I’ve lost it

I lift my head from in-between my knees, looking around the living room for the source of the jolly, lighthearted tune which despite all the heaviness of my self-loathing makes me feel like the main character in an medieval adventure. Wait...Holy crap, it’s that medieval adventure, Robin Hood-ass music I hear from Corpse’s room!

I whip around to face the entrance from to the hallway where I see an arm sticking out, holding a phone which is where the music is coming from.

“Corpse?“ I call out to him in a questioning manner, shifting to a sitting position with my blanket kicked off of me and bunched up next to me.

“I can’t tell if you’re angry or sad...or both. Didn’t want to get attacked upon entering the room.“ I see the right side of his face peek out as well.

I break out into laughter, covering my mouth with one hand, “You’re such a dork.”

He takes this as a sign to come in, pausing the music as he does so. “What’s wrong?”

My laugh stops but a smile remains on my face as I look at him. He just has that effect on me. “A lot. What’s going on with you?”

He shrugs his shoulders, plopping down on the couch, “The usual, streaming Among Us. You should play with me and my friends some time.”

I scoff, “I can pull of a lie no problem. Maybe I really should.” I don’t actually consider it, it’s just funny to think about.

I have never watched any of Corpse’s content. Not his scary story videos, not his streams, not his animated compilations. Just his songs. And let me tell you...they are hella good. One song and I was hooked.

“Hey, I have a question.“ I tilt my head to look at him, “What’s with you and your love for medieval adventure music?“

“Medieval tavern music, and it’s not really love.“ He shakes his head with this dopey grin that is just. so. adorable. “More like a coping mechanism. Tell me, did you feel less sad I played it for you?“

I stop and think for a second. “Yeah, I think so.”

“Point made.“ He declares, leaving me to nod in amusement. “Now, tell me what that ‘a lot’ is.“

So, I do. I tell him everything, from how my boyfriend is cheating on me to how my mother thinks I’m a complete failure. He listens carefully, paying close attention to everything I’m saying. I catch myself laughing a few times while I retell the recent upsetting events.

Must be that music.

“So, you broke up?“ He asks once I end my monologue with a sigh

I shake my head disappointedly, “Not yet. I still haven’t pulled the plug. I don’t know what to say.”

He holds out his hand to me, “May I be of assistance?”

I look at his hand then at him and contemplate for only a second before deciding ‘what the hell’ and handing over my phone after unlocking it. The screen displays my boyfriend’s chat so Corpse just types away what he has in mind. Before pressing ‘send’, he hands the phone back to me. “Proofread it.”

‘Dear Marcus, this is one of your girlfriends speaking. Yes, one of them. You think I’m not onto what you’re doing, you little shit? Well, to your dismay, I am. And so, I discontinue this relation between us. That word might have been too long for your IQ so let me rephrase: We are over. Finished. Hope your other girlfriends wake up too, unless they are already in the know, of course. Love, but really hate, Y/N‘

I was never aware this level of sass even existed.

I add a smiling emoji and send the message, sighing in relief. “I can check that off my to-do list now.”

We both lean back on the couch, looking up at the ceiling. A moment of comfortable silence takes over, leaving us both wandering in our own heads.

“Hey, um, I wanted to do this when I first moved in, but then I met your boyfriend and I took the hint. Now that you’re single, would you want to...“ he sounds a bit uncertain but continues regardless, “It’s ridiculous cause I don’t really like the idea of going out, but maybe we could order take-out...“

“Are you circling around asking me on an at-home date?“ I am surprised by how unbothered I manage to sound while I’m squealing on the inside. It’s fascinating how quickly a person can flip someone’s day around. Turns out it wasn’t the music at all. It was him that had the positive effect on mine.

Out of the corner of my eye I catch his face turn red and have to contain my laughter. The grin can’t be tamed though, especially not when he says, “Yes.”

Internally squealing, I launch myself from the couch, standing up straight in front of him. “Thai. My usual order is on the sticky note on the fridge. But first,” I offer him my hand, “I need to find out if a person can even dance to that ridiculous music.” At his amusement, my grin widens, “May I have this dance?”

He laughs that adorable laugh of his I’ve only heard through the layer of a wooden door. It’s even cuter when there’s nothing between me and its source. The source is cute too, not gonna lie.

With a shake of his head which is most likely disbelief, he takes the hand I’ve offered him, saying: “And you call me a dork.”

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