#but still invited/members one way or another ofc

[numetalpuppygirl]

oh fuck!!!!! i've been tagged by @charlottan for a funny game of "name five things that i like"!!!!!! thanks you :)

let's get the obvious out here in the open. i love NU METAL. and many other music genres too, some honorable mentions including post-grunge, eurodance, hardcore hip hop, folk rock, metalcore, digital hardcore, prog rock, bebop, hyperpop, and plenty more. but NU METAL i love the chunky bassy rhythm sections, i love the freaky ridiculous vocal styles, i love how stupidly earnest a lot of the songs are, i love the terrible rapping, i love the stupid outfits...... it's so beautiful. to me.......

i love physical media bc i like to hold the art in my hands and look at it and see all the little details :^)

LOVE a good chart. or a graph. or a table. or a spreadsheet. just representations of data. give me thos variables

i love....... TRANSGENDER PEOPLE <3 i feel so much more content than i ever could have imagined when i'm sitting around in a big bucket of queers (would love to do it irl someday :'3). all the funny and not-so-funny oddballs of the world are what make it livable. and extra special thanks to some particular oddballs......

my friends!!!!! my wonderful friends who have for some reason signed up to the experience of seeing me talk a whole lot, and to whom i have done the same bc they're all soooo smart and cool and right about everything all the time!! i love you all terribly and i hope someday we can all hold hands and watch the sunset together and have a big feast and be as one on our beautiful green earth <33333

now. the tagging dilemma. consulting my complex algorithm on the matter . . . . . . . . . okay. alright. tagging @violetgec @transgirlmononoke @kiwi-draws @malicious-face @paperandpencilsandskips @toriel-vapes @gearsphere @mino2aur @prospera-mercury @babudarabu @specterpants @ladylolth @chainsawhethey @melaniefangz @needsmoreknives

[velvetures]

omg hey just here to shoot a request, idk if you do gaz as well but only soap is ok too. maybe something like soap x reader where the reader is a transfer from the american sector and she's just this super energetic, "AMERICA SCRAAAWWW" kind of person but is also super in learning about cultures and stuff. then the boys take her to this texas themed pub that she just criticizes the shit ton as she's from texas. i think it'll be funny to see a scot x texan lol thxx

God Bless Texas... and Scotland

A/N: I believe my goal here is to make something a little more on the joking/humorous side here... I'm not trying to get into politics or country pride on a deep level. This is just for fun. Nevertheless, thank you for requesting, I hope you enjoy the direction I went with this. This is sooo damn cheesy... Summary: On shore leave, you and Soap get into a conversation about what it was like in your home countries. A couple funny stereotypes and light-hearted argument later, the 141 decide that experiencing both sides of the coin are necessary to settle the score. T/W's: stereotypes ofc, cursing, friendly banter/teasing, and as always not proofread.

It all started when you came out of your private quarters into the shared living room with an old t-shirt on with the admittedly cliche statement 'God Bless Texas' printed boldly over the front inside of a state-boundary shape. Out of all of the members of the 141, you were undoubtedly the most... shall we say... patriotic. At least in terms of your state pride and your unwavering happiness of having family still living there who were so in support of you and your work. Having family in the first place was something different compared to the rest of the squad, and it made the whole pride of where you came from a lot more difficult to understand.

You'd spent years at this point being around the 141 and learning all kinds of very unique and traditional habits that they carried with them despite oftentimes not having a family to share them with. Most of those, they shared with each other, and after getting comfortable with you was extended as a way to bond with you outside of the missions and other job requirements that you did together. From Soap's requirement of the "First Footing" tradition on New Year's, Captian Price never missing a Soccer World Cup no matter where he is, and Gaz's refusal to have a Christmas dinner without Christmas pudding, there isn't a time when someone isn't explaining their desire to incorporate some country, cultural, or family tradition in one way or another.

So, naturally, Soap was ecstatic when he found out about some little niche place that had opened up an 'American, Texas-Themed' restaurant. He knew it would be totally overdone, as did everyone else, so they all thought it would be something of a light-hearted way to poke fun at your loyalties by taking you there as a "resident expert" that could point them in the right direction and away from everything else. Truly the idea of having at least on full hour of teaisng you with everything they could just sounded like a damn good way to spend an afternoon.

The place was a little hole-in-the-wall pub with a little bit of seating that wasn’t directly at the bar. Dim lighting made it feel pretty inviting, but the obvious country music choices including Texas natives: George Strait, Waylon Jennings, and Willie Nelson made it feel a little cheap. Especially with the taxidermy Longhorn head above the bar and the “cowboy” style of practically everything hanging on the walls. Although it wasn’t quite the most miserable place you’d even been, it certainly felt like a little more than just a healthy appreciation.

“Home away from home, right lass?” Soap’s devilish grin only made the wound sting your pride that much more.

"Ya know... actually, not one bit." You answer a bit awestruck and looking around the place with bated breath and the hope that it wouldn't get much worse than it already was.

To your irritation, it got worse. Much worse.

After getting seated by an -obviously- British woman forced to fake a deep and southern drawl, you were all handed menus that named off the most "popular" foods in the Southern United States that not only made you chuckle out loud with disbelief but actually voice the total inaccuracies of certain dishes that the men sitting around you actually thought were legitimate staple items.

"You actually eat rattlesnakes often?" Gaz thought it was a bit far off since he spent quite a bit of time in his service in South Carolina, but thought he'd clarify with you anyway.

"For Christ's sake, Garrick. No!" You roll your eyes, taking a drink of the iced sweet tea you were actually shocked to see was listed as a drink option.

That in itself was the largest contention point with Ghost who stared at you with an iron-clad will of hatred seeing you pleasantly drinking iced sweet tea like you were enjoying the abomination. To his horror, you were quick to compliment that they'd actually gotten it pretty close to how you made it yourself or people at home did.

"What is a pecan pie?" Captain Price was quick to question the dessert menu before a waitress had even come back around to take main course orders.

His question sounded somewhat confused and downright scandalized at the same time. And to be honest, you really didn't know how to explain that it was simply a pie with corn syrup and brown sugar-based sweet filling, covered with pecans that were baked in a regular pie shell. You attempted to describe the basic ingredients and how it was made to the table of interested men, only to have them all stare in guarded horror... Save for Gaz. He'd actually tried it while in the States and said he'd enjoyed it. Luckily he was on your side for that particular topic.

The men as a whole hilariously didn't order anything that you -or they- considered uniquely "Texan" or "American". Soap insisted that you pick a meal that sounded the most authentic to you and that they would try some of the food off of your plate. Of course, the idea sounded good to them, but you weren't sure you wanted to share a plate of food that could possibly be decently "American" when it would still be months before you could go back home.

You folded quickly and picked a meal that you believed would be safe enough to keep them from being outwardly horrified with you but would still be interesting to compare to the meals you grew up with at home. The most simple and safe option was what they called the 'Home Run Special', most certainly a knock-off of the American chain breakfast restaurant. It came with pancakes, fried eggs, bacon, biscuits, sausage gravy, grits, and hashbrowns.

When the platter came out, you were pleasantly surprised at the look of everything, seeing as it visually had promise and even smelled just about right as well. With one glance around the table, you saw every single man staring at the three-plate meal sitting in front of you and couldn't believe that all of that food was supposedly for one person. That comment alone did make you laugh. It was one thing that you weren't afraid to admit. You could eat a whole lot. And it was a family thing that you never could be shy to not own up to. Eating all of that breakfast to them might've seemed totally unacceptable, yet for you, it looked very accomplishable, given the food tasted good. They each wanted you to give your own personal opinions before they tried anything and watched you intently for any sign of your acceptance or lack thereof.

By the end of the meal, the men had all tried everything and had mixed opinions of what they thought was actually good or not. You believed the biscuits and gravy were totally garbage and vowed that you could make them better, and wouldn't even allow them to taste them for fear of cementing an even more concrete belief that biscuits weren't meant to be savory. They were half-and-half on the bacon, some saying it was really good while others complained it wasn't enough meat for so much grease. You... were quite pleased. Eggs were fine, they all didn't really pay them much mind, while the grits were such a contested topic that you weren't sure if they lost respect for you since you finished the entire serving.

"Although I've enjoyed the majority of the food and I was surprised with it... this isn't anything legitimate." You mutter with a full stomach, looking around the place and beginning to feel a little more homesick than you thought such a tacky pub could produce.

Soap, who was finishing off your pancakes nudged your shoulder a little and smiled. "You'll have to take me home with ya. Then I ken' really find out why ye' think Texas is so damn special."

"You have to take me home with you too Johnny," You take the fork out of his hand and eat one more bite of pancakes. "So I can see if God blessed Scotland, too."

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[mouschiwrites]

Hiiiii! <3 been scrolling through your Ninjago masterlist and I saw there was no HC/drabble/fanfic about a reader who has a culture (or I'm just blind and didn't see it T~T ) anywho, it made me think....I hadn't seen any head cannon of reader x ninja (+ pixal my baby✨) who the reader had a Portuguese culture (and I'm just deprived to see no Portuguese babies in there).

Just the basic stuff like speaking the language, or the food? The habit? I don't know how to explain but it's not something really in research or deep, just the basic stuff.

Here some ideas to help ya if you got no idea ! <3 :

-men usually shake hands with men as a greeting

-we usually smile to anyone and anything in politeness

-We do small talks with anyone, also a sign of politeness

- family events are a somewhat must

-we like to dress nicely (sometimes fancy) to meet family

-PDA is appreciated and somewhat encouraged in public

Etc...

Also, if you feel like you can't write it because it's too complicated, ten thank you for reading! ✨

Of course!!! I really hope this turned out okay ^^ I’ll admit that I didn’t really know too much about this culture beforehand, so please let me know if I’ve gotten anything wrong!! It was fun to do research though, super interesting stuff!!

Ninjago - Ninjas With a Portuguese s/o

Cole

He LOVES hanging out with your family

Ever since he reconciled with his dad, he’s realized just how important family is

So of course he admires your family’s closeness!

Whenever you invite him along to a family function, he’s already putting on his shoes and a nice button-up shirt

He makes sure that you approve of his clothes before you leave

He has an okay sense of fashion, but he just wants to make sure his outfit isn’t inappropriate for the occasion or anything

He’s always super careful to make sure he doesn’t offend your family

Sometimes it’s kind of cute to watch him balk or scramble to correct himself

Even your family finds it amusing

Of course, he’s never actually said something offensive, but he’s still super cautious

He also just tries to have fun and get along with your family!

They adore him ofc, he’s the perfect balance between respectful and friendly

As time goes on, they start to ask where Cole is when you show up to family gatherings alone

You have to explain that sometimes he just can’t make it, especially because of his ninja responsibilities

That’s another reason they love him btw; he has the coolest stories

And he’s a great listener to their stories in return! :)

Jay

He is ALL OVER the PDA thing

He’s a very physically affectionate person, whether he likes to admit it or not

Actually, it was you and your family that helped him realize this

Of course he likes being affectionate with you, but he learns to be affectionate with others too

It started when one of your friends/family members gave him a hug

He was really stiff and awkward at first, but after it was over he realized how warm and fuzzy he felt

From then on he was hooked

He immediately transformed into this super affectionate person

Not just with your family/friends, either; he starts being super affectionate to his family/friends too

The other ninjas tease him about it at first, but he doesn’t care

He’ll hold hands, hug, sit shoulder-to-shoulder, anything that involves touch

He just LOVES being able to show his affection like that!! So much easier than words

(I headcanon that he’s not very good with words when it comes to showing love)

And he loves having the favor returned! (By you or your family/friends)

Makes him feel accepted :)

Congrats, you’ve found a way to finally validate our anxious boy

Honestly he might get a bit carried away with it, so beware

Zane

Zane’s more of an explicit learner than an implicit one when it comes to social culture

(Meaning he can’t really pick up on cues; you’ll have to verbalize things)

So you’ll have to explain your culture to him

But he really loves hearing you talk about it!!

His eyes literally sparkle while you speak

For one, because no one’s ever done him the favor of actually explaining social culture

But also because he can see how important it is to you, and he thinks you’re positively lovely when you’re impassioned

He’ll remember every word, and do his best to practice what you preach

Sometimes it comes off as mechanical or forced (it kind of is), but he gets the hang of it the more he practices

And he’s eager to get practice, which means…

More family time!!

Though it does make him nervous, he likes being around your family so he can practice your teachings and learn more

Your family probably thinks he’s a little odd, but he’s got the right spirit

Being accepted by them would be so validating for him… like all his hard work paid off

AND he’d be close to the people who are important to you!! Double win

Lloyd

He’s another one who really likes being physically affectionate

He’s a huge cuddle bug; this we know

So when he learns that he can hug your friends/family too, not just you, he takes the opportunity

(He still loves you the most, of course, he just likes showing others some love)

It’s mainly the hugs that he likes

Hand holding is a bit uncomfortable when it’s not you, but he won’t reject a hand he’s offered

Cheek kisses are great though :]

He always gets this dorky shy smile whenever someone (especially you) kisses him on the cheek, even if it’s just a greeting/goodbye

It takes everything in him not to giggle like a schoolgirl when he gives one back (for the first little while, anyway)

At first he was a bit awkward giving kisses back, but he warms up to the practice pretty quickly

He used to be just a cuddle bug in private, but by the time you’re done with him he casually practices PDA like it’s nothing

Kai

I’m going to be so honest with you rn. He is going to struggle with the politeness thing

As much as he tries to be cordial and put things gently, if he’s mad that’s all going out the window

If, for whatever reason, you or your friend/family member sets him off, he’s not going to waste his energy on being nice

Cold stares and crossed arms are the least of it; consider yourself lucky if that’s what he does

At the worst…. Be ready to hold this man back

This is pretty rare though, he does try really hard to stay positive

On the topic of trying hard, though, he’s really worried about your family liking him

He knows how important they are to you and he wants to be liked by them

So he’ll always try his hardest to control his temper and follow their polite customs

Unfortunately you will have to be the outfit police when it comes to family gatherings, though

His idea of “nice clothes” is very different from the actual definition

Like, you’re expecting a nice button up and slacks, then he comes out in a tank top and varsity jacket and jeans ripped like he got into a motorcycle crash

He is devastated to learn that, no Kai, those are not appropriate clothes

He’ll still change though, dw

And he’ll be happy about it if/when one of your family members compliments his outfit :)

Nya

Ohhh man….. she LOVES learning about your culture

She wants to know all the details

And she’ll go beyond what you tell her; she’ll do her own research

She’s super eager to test out what she’s learned

She impresses your family first try

Especially because she’s so eager to listen to them

She grows really close with your family, and she secretly starts to consider them an extension of hers

Totally not because she was raised with little to no actual family

She will cry if they start to think the same of her

It might be a little weird for you, with her being so enthusiastic to partake in your customs, but she’ll cut back if you let her know it’s weird

She’s just so excited to learn, especially about something that involves you :(

And she’ll be happy to teach you about her culture in return!

(I headcanon that she’s Chinese :) so if you’re interested she’s glad to share)

Overall she’s just super enthusiastic and supportive regarding your culture!!

She will fight anyone who isn’t

Thank you for this request!! And thanks so much for reading, take care doves <33

(divider by saradika)

[smh-yoon]

akatsuki - fucking you dumb

a/n: if you didn't know, i have an akatsuki bf/gf scenario book on wattpad and i was writing something for pein today that got a little spicy, so i had to bring it here. this will include all nine members, not including orochimaru.

pairings: pein, konan, hidan, kakuzu, deidara, sasori, obito, kisame, itachi x fem! reader

genre: smut; fem! on fem!, male! on fem!

warnings: dirty dirty talk!! (praise and degrading), swearing, creampie, fingering, giving head - male and fem receiving, exhibitionism, threesome, possessiveness, choking, toxic behavior (obito), tentacles, spitting, manhandling?, pool sex ofc

enjoy ;)

PEIN

the cold wood of the desk brushed against your nipples with every thrust of pein's hard cock into your cunt, adding to the buildup of your approaching orgasm.

he had your hands locked behind your back, using them to tug you backwards onto his leaking dick as he threw his head back. the best part about him being such a skilled shinobi is that he had plenty of stamina.

slick was dripping down your thighs, and he'd already fucked you through your first orgasm. his fingers were pressing hard against your skin where he was gripping you, jaw clenching as he felt his own climax approach.

suddenly he was pressing you down against the desk, arching your back with one hand and setting an all new pace as he drilled into you. in moments, you were gushing around him, nearly screaming as he brushed you g-spot until he was pumping his load into you, cum dripping down your shaking thighs.

KONAN

konan's bare breasts were pressed against your back, nipples hard against your skin as she fingered you from behind.

she was determined to make you squirt for the third time today, tears already dripping down your cheeks as you jerked from the sensitivity of your aching cunt. you couldn't help arching into her hand, desperately seeking your orgasm.

the sheets under you were soaked in your cum, and konan's fingers were sticky with your slick from fingering you non stop. her other hand reached around your stomach as she began thrusting her fingers faster.

the other hand flicked at your clit, circling and pressing hard as you sobbed in pleasure. you came again, crying out as the intense sensation made you eyes roll back.

HIDAN

hidan's obnoxious laugh made you want to cry, choking on kakuzu's cock in your mouth and he fucked you harder from behind. he was so sure you were into kakuzu enough that he invited him into a threesome, not the kakuzu minded.

his fingers threaded through your hair, the tugging making your eyes rolling back as you swallowed around his thick cock. "just like that slut. couldn't live with just one cock fuckin' you, huh? had to have two."

your jaw went slack as hidan kept up his bruising pace, paying no mind to the increasing volume of the hums you could get out around kakuzu. hidan's voice reached your ears in the haze of the moment.

"gonna cum in you, then watch kuzu fuck my cum back into your cunt. show him how good you take it whore."

KAKUZU

kakuzu was still counting money in the corner of the room, paying no mind to you as you writhed on the bed, bound by long tendrils stretching from his form. two skinnier ones alternated thrusting into your pussy, another flicking your clit.

this was your punishment, for forgetting to pick up one of his bounties. no big deal, he could always get some other quick cash, but there was no way he was letting you off easy.

"kakuzu.. please!" you were so close to the edge it hurt, but he never let you cum. not for the past half hour you'd been tied with your hands above your head.

his eyes flicked lazily to you, gaze dark as a smirk slid onto his face. with a chuckled he sent another tendril your way, watching it slide around your neck.

"shut up, i have to restart now."

DEIDARA

long blonde hair brushed against your shoulders as your eyes rolled back, deidara's hand on your shoulder holding you up as he pushed his cock past your walls.

he'd made a bet with hidan that he could fuck you till you cried, and he was sure to deliver. you were in tears after the first orgasm, after he ate your pussy out the way he knew best. and another bet later, now he was determined to fuck you till he couldn't cum anymore.

hidan was sitting directly in front of you at the edge of bed in his own chair, cock pulled out of his pants, leaking from the tip. he'd been barking orders all night, telling deidara where to touch, cum, how to fuck you and your mouth properly. if you didn't hate hidan so much, you might've thanked him for the advice, because you were getting your brains fucked out.

he stood from his spot, coming close and grabbing your jaw roughly, watching you gaze up at him through hazy eyes. then he was spitting into your open mouth, watching you flinch and moan and deidara fucked you faster as he sat back down and enjoyed the show.

SASORI

sasori was quick to attach as many strings as he wanted to your limbs, controlling you just the way he wanted, his own personal fuck doll. he'd watched you finger yourself, fuck yourself with whichever synthetic cock he chose, and now he was watching you choke down his own.

he had all the power, and he knew it got you off too. never having to worry that pretty, empty head about having to do any work. he might as well keep you with his other puppets, if that's all you were good for.

a groan left his mouth as you choked around him, swallowing and moaning at the way he filled your throat.

when he looked back down at you, one of his puppets leaning against the wall caught his attention. his newest, and by far the biggest he'd built. he rung his fingers in your hair and pulled you off his cock, petting your face as you gasped for air.

"get up. we're doing something new."

OBITO

"what the fuck were you doing? huh? think you can run off to some other man?"

you were sobbing into the pillows, back aching as obito pounded into you. it hurt, so so good. he was using you however he wanted, you were his stress relief, but that didn't mean you could get away with whoring yourself out to the akatsuki. not that you actually did, he was just a jealous freak when it came to you.

he reached around your shoulders and leaned down, sweaty chest pressed against your back as he got close to your ear, nearly growling as he spoke.

"you remember no one will ever fuck you like this. you're fucking mine."

KISAME

one of kisame's ultimate fantasies was to let him hunt you down in the water, a predator-prey type situation. you always worried he'd take it too far, maybe hurt you, accidentally drown you. as his thick cock slid into your pussy for the first time that night, warm water lapping at your skin, his hands holding you tight against him, you couldn't help but wonder why you waited so long.

while he'd pulled you to a quiet shore of a hidden cove, you were worried you were still too loud, that the world would hear.

kisame's shark teeth grazed your shoulder as he let out a shuddering breath against your skin, feeling your nails dig into his back. the feeling of his razor sharp teeth made you nearly freeze with terror, but you tightened around him as your body tingled.

"hope you can handle a little blood."

ITACHI

as much as you wanted itachi to trap you in an endless sex fantasy with a genjutsu, he was a much more gentle lover. not that you minded, he always made sure your needs were more than fulfilled.

he was taking his time lapping up your pussy, sucking and kissed and tonguing wherever he could reach. he lived for the feeling of your hips bucking into his mouth, fingers gripping his hair from the overwhelming pleasure he gave you.

he knew you so well, listened to your breathing and the volume of your moans, hearing them get more high pitched as you neared your orgasm.

"come on pretty girl, let me take care of you."

<3 <3 <3

[3cremepie3]

Hmmm ideas?

MC is messing around in Ramshackle's basement when they stumble on an old treasure chest. The varnish is chipped at and the wood seems like it's been through immense waterlogging.

The ghosts swear they've never seen it before, and neither MC nor Grim can open it (Grim tried putting his forked tail in the keyhole... it did not go well).

Curious, MC invites their boyfriend Rook, best friend Idia, and ofc Deuce and Ace, to see if any of them can pry it open.

I could see them even calling over Crowley if they get frustrated enough.

Unbearable Treasure

Synopsis - Y/n finds a promising chest at ramshackle. Only problem is they can’t open it. Can anyone even get it open? GN y/n !

Warnings - cursing, slight offensive humor

A/n - I love this idea it’s simple and cute thanks for requesting.

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The old rusty grandfather clock struck 12 in the morning. You couldn’t believe you were in ramshackles basement this early. But you needed clothes somehow. For some reason, the dorm basement seemed to have an endless supply of clothes.

They were mostly Victorian and made you look like an old lady but you knew how to do something upcycling. This time, in particular, you were looking for a dress shirt. Grim held up a light assisting you with your search.

But every so often he got freaked out thinking he saw something and dropped it. “It’s probably just a ghost playing tricks on us!” You would yell at him.

This time in particular he yelped jumping a couple of feet in the air all because of a fly. He landed on something hard that practically shattered his back.

“Oh my god,” you exclaimed. You dashed over to the area where he fell. “Are you happy over my pain,” he cried. “No look at what you found for me scaredy cat!” Grim had landed on a brown chest and from what you could see it had no lock.

“Yes, just my luck.” Your hands went to pry the old dusty thing open but it wouldn’t budge. So you tried again lifting the handle. You chuckled now getting a little frustrated. “Move out of the way,” Grim demanded.

“Let the strong member of this dorm handle this.” Yeah okay,” you scoffed. “As if your paws could move it an inch,” you whispered. “What was that Y/n?” Nothing,” you snickered.

You stood back watching him do his so-called magic. And again the chest wouldn’t budge. Now you were entirely pissed off. The clothes that were in this chest better be the most beautiful you have seen.

You and Grim dragged the chest upstairs. It was heavy having to weigh at least 50 pounds. Now the two of you had better lighting. You could now see the seal that stopped you from getting your precious treasure.

Grim knawed on the box with his strongest asset his fangs. But still, nothing happened. You who had the strength of a 10-year-old weren’t much better opting to kick it. “Don’t hurt yourself, darling.” Your boyfriend warned you stopping your leg from colliding with the chest yet again.

“Hi Rook when did you get here,” you groaned. “A while ago it was fun to watch you guys,” he giggled. “You could’ve been helping us this whole time!” It’s okay I’m here now no need for struggle.”

Rook dug into his pocket and pulled out a long knife. “It was nice watching you two fall into desperation. Especially you my beauty you looked like you wanted to kick the chest into another dimension.”

“What’s in there that’s so important?” Well, I wanted to pick out a nice shirt for our date,” you admitted. “Oo I get to have an early peek then. Now I’m excited,” he smiled. He jammed the knife into the box's crack attempting to open it.

You could see his muscles flex as he did so. He was so handsome while he was focused. “Come on you got this Rook,” you and Grim cheered. “I’m trying but it’s resisting.” Rook was one of the strongest people you knew. He just had to open this chest.

He got up bringing the box outside. “This may get a little messy I don’t want the knife to accidentally break.” You and Grim chanted as his face grew red from exhaustion. “Rook you got this! Come on Rook you’re so close. Keep going,” you screamed.”

“Yeah come on Rook,” they mocked. You looked up to see your two goofy ass friends. “Don’t break his focus, you guys.” You warned Ace and Duece pushing them behind you.

“What’s even happening here,” Ace sighed. “He’s opening my chest and as you can see he’s not having the easiest time.” Yeah, I can tell look at how red he is,” Ace snickered.

“Dude Rook is jacked you couldn’t even last a second doing that,” Duce said. “Hey I have some muscles because of basketball,” Ace protested. Rook paused his actions at first you thought it was because he was annoyed but he dug into his uniform.

“Did this guy just pull out a damn arrow,” Ace gasped. Rook sure did along with other weapons. You held Grim and backed up nervous about what he was about to do. “Monsieur heart and spade may you please assist me.” Ace and Duece let out a breath of relief Rook wasn’t gonna kill them.

“Look here I’m gonna jam these into the crack and we’ll all push and pull at the same time got it.” Yes,” they agreed. “Okay on my count 1,2,3,” Rook heaved. They pulled and pushed both their hands popping out thick veins.

You and Grim watched in amazement. “It’s still not opening,” you huffed. Your head fell in your hands but quickly raised itself hearing distant chanting. Multiple people from other dorms who were passing by lined up against your fence to watch the whole ordeal.

Your fence filled up quickly and you saw too many familiar faces not to join them. By now Rooks skin was practically a bright red. He had bent his leg to assist his hands in pulling his arrow down. You were surprised it hadn’t snapped. Ace pulled with all his might his knees wobbly as he knelt on the ground. Duece practically dug into the chest heavily creasing his shoes.

They continued to struggle painful groans and pants now drowned out by cheers. But their body pressure soon became too much as they snapped backward into your garden. Their weapons still remained as they dusted themselves off.

The crowd booed them disappointed by the ending. You couldn’t stand to see them getting humiliated so you marched towards them. “Since y’all love to talk so much why don’t you try to open this chest your self?”

You challenged them but not one of them stepped up except your headmage. “This whole ordeal was entertaining but I can’t stand to see my dear students disappointed. I’m too nice of a guy for that,” Crowley whined.

He walked over to the chest laying it face up. “Watch and learn,” he winked. He used his walking stick to hit the box. You watched as it opened in one swig but something was suspicious about it.

His smile moved strangely almost as though he was talking while doing so. That’s when it hit you. “He used a spell to open it,” you snitched. The crowd's oos and ahhs soon stopped.

“I guess I can finally see what’s in the chest.” You sat the chest upright so naturally it closed on its own. You opened up feeling proud that you were able to do so. The others joined you as you peeled it open slowly excited to see what you worked so hard for.

You opened it fully to see…. Nothing.

[radiant-reid]

CATE. I NEED a enemies to lovers blurb where Spencer says something regretful and it hurts reader to the point where she's like crying and he does everything he can to make it up to her ending is your choice ofc

"Are you kidding?" Spencer spits in reply to what JJ had said. It was a joke, really, about how when it happened, Spencer would be the only member of the team not invited to your wedding. That was due to the fact he despised you for no reason.

You've had enough to drink that it's easier to ignore how much you wish he would tell you what his problem with you was because your grudge stemmed from his. And you're at the sweet spot where you're not drunk enough to yell at him in front of your boss in another colleague's kitchen and get fired.

You honestly don't even know why he's there. All he does is stand at the edge of the kitchen island and mope.

Still, he continues. "It's not like she'll ever get married. She'd actually have to be able to keep a partner for longer than a few weeks for that to happen...but it's better for every guy out there that she doesn't."

Your heart drops in your chest as soon as he stops, and his words sink in. It's the type of terrible feeling that makes you nauseous and embarrassed.

The other conversations stop. Your bickering is nothing new, but everyone knows he has taken it a step too far, not only for that evening but overall. There are unwritten rules about what counts as too mean, and love lives are off the table, or they were.

You bite your lip, but it doesn't help the tears stay invisible in your eyes, and the burning need to cry only increases. You don't say in reply, not because you want to take the high road but because you know you can't without crying. You can't even stay frozen there without crying, and you're sure as hell not going to let him see you break down, so you walk outside and slump down on the couch where no one can see.

You try not to think about what type of conversation is going on inside, whether everyone's laughing at your embarrassment or if Spencer's getting an earful from Morgan, who has already been warning him to behave better around you.

At least one member of the team didn't hate you.

You can't do anything but cry, sitting there feeling sorry for yourself and trying not to be too loud.

Then you hear the door open and close again before the footsteps of someone making their way over to you.

Unfortunately, it's the one person you didn't want to see. You would rather get told off by Hotch than have to look at Spencer. "Fuck off." You tell him, not even looking up. His stupid quirky converse tell you who's standing in front of you.

He sits on the outdoor coffee table, probably not something Rossi's going to appreciate. "I'm sorry."

You scoff. That's the final straw, and you look up at him, full of rage. There's no emotion left in you to feel embarrassed. "That's all you want to say to me? Seriously? A half-ass apology that the team probably forced you out here to give me? You can't treat me like that, you know?! God, you're such an asshole."

He nods, not interrupting you. "I know."

"You really should just leave me alone then since you're such an intolerable know-it-all." You decide, crossing your arms across your chest.

"Y/n." God, you hate it when he uses your name but what you hate more is when he talks to you in a comforting tone. It throws you off balance. "I know what I said was way out of line and I'm so sorry I humiliated you-"

You cut him off before he can continue. "No, no, you didn't. You humiliated yourself because everyone in there thinks you're a dick, and, quite frankly, I do too."

"That's fair." He agrees. "I shouldn't have spoken to you like that, and it's not true. The only bit that's true is what JJ said about me not being invited. It's the assholes that you date that are the fucking worst, and even then you give them too much time because you're a good person. I have no doubt that someone will be in love with you enough to marry you, and they'll be the luckiest person in the world."

It does something weird in your chest, and your heart beats uncomfortably. It's light, not like the heavy feeling of hatred which means, by default, it has to be the opposite emotion.

That is really not good.

"Spencer?" You finally speak meekly, tucking your knees to your chest so you look as small as you feel. He looks up at you from when he had been awkwardly looking at his shoes. "Why do you hate me? I just want to know what I did."

"You didn't do anything." He assures you, cracking a tiny smirk. "I'm just an asshole."

You're not going to take that as an answer. Even if he said it as a joke to deflect. "Not to everyone else, though. Just me."

He sighs, but he figures he has to be truthful if you're ever going to forgive him. "I like you, and I'm an idiot who doesn't know how to deal with that."

"Well, it's not like that." You quip, the words not fully hitting you for another moment. "You're mean to me because you like me? That's not mature."

Spencer nods, again agreeing. "It's not. It was wrong, and I can only hope maybe one day you could forgive me, and maybe I could even come to your wedding when it happens."

You chuckle, surprising him and yourself. "If you're nice to me, I'll even let you be a part of it."

[theaviatorthatcouldnotfly]

I miss Milo Murphy's Law :(( did you have any Season 3 ideas?

jsbfksjflls I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS ANON YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE-

of course milo and zack getting chased by something big and round in the first episode (maybe some topiary thing because it would be spring)

milo and his new telepathy!! chad feels kinda down and milo gives him a hug and tells him he hopes he feels better soon. joni is uncomfortable in class because it's way too cold and milo gives her a spare jacket. bradley is nervous about not doing well on his math test and milo wishes him good luck and tells him he'll do great. amanda forgets her eraser at home and panics for a second before milo, from across the room, tosses one onto her desk.

(and all the whole everyone's just like ".........how'd you know when I didn't even SAY anything" and milo's all "well, what doesn't kill you on an alien planet only gives you telepathy!" and no one can tell if he's joking or not)

oh and speaking of bradley: an episode where he and milo get trapped in a classroom or just have to spend the entire day together and within the span of 11 minutes of one-on-one interaction with milo he kinda has a "huh. you're not so bad" kinda moment. he even lets milo hug him for an entire 2 seconds at the end!!!!

for the sake of continuity some recurring character/s have their "a big round thing is rolling through the school and it may or may not be caused by my own actions so I need to stop it before things get destroyed!!! also 'just roll with it' is magically playing in the background idk how that happened" subplot

an episode with the kiddos (the entire mid-afternoon snack club group + chad pls) spying on mr drako (chad insisted) to determine whether he really is a vampire. in the end there is still no definitive answer and everyone but chad is tired

i need dakavendish follow-up i need them to be the biggest losers in existence with each other

they absolutely have to call each other "balthazar"and "vinnie" at least once

joshua pruett mentioned that they were playing around with dakavendish being promoted and actually getting opportunities to save the world but they (particularly cavendish) end up hating it. I need that to happen. I NEED IT. the angst potential has entered the room

ZALISSA FOLLOW UP!!!! a bit of awkwardness perhaps bc they are dorks. romantic directness on the same level as S2 milanda please

also more milanda more milanda more milanda im-

another school dance episode!!

zack has to take care of his twin siblings for the day and they want to meet the other two members of the infamous trust triangle so he goes and invites milo and melissa over. chaos ensues and by the the time milo and melissa leave the house the front section of zack's lawn has been burnt to a crisp and the twins have fallen fast asleep even though it's barely 7 in the evening

MEETING YOUR SECOND DIMENSION COUNTERPARTS???? since season 3 was supposed to be directed towards interdimensional stuff??

bonus points if dakavendish is canon in the second dimension

milo goes over to amanda's house to work on a project at one point and amanda already warned her parents about murphy's law and told them to baby proof their most prized possessions. they both end up taking a liking to milo and his positivity while also being slightly terrified of him. by some miracle the project does get finished but not without the typical dose of chaos and fires

an episode dedicated to bradley, mort, chad, and amanda and what they do all day when they're not actually part of the main plot

and more bradley mort chad and amanda in general I just love of all of them

more saneal!! I need them and milo to go to a dr. zone comic con together and dress up and be the gigantic loveable dorks that they are together

doofenshmirtz still needs to continue his professor time arc so he's still gotta be there ofc but give him less screen time than s2 pleaseeee. it's milo murphy's law and at the end of the day the focus should always be coming back to milo, zack, and melissa as well as dakota and cavendish

MORE JUST GETTING STARTED!!!

dakavendish finally gets that trip to hawaii

the murphys go on vacation for spring break and yet again total chaos ensues

more school field trips to the museum

for the sake of middle school shenanigans and continuity another sports-academics thing. I'm coining the term cherography (chess-marathon running-geography) but literally anything would be fine by me

the kids go to a public middle school so the inevitable standardized testing episode must be done

I'd love to see a school talent show or a school play episode (run by amanda and assisted by milo of course)

episode/s where melissa is just trying to go about her day with milo and zack when she suddenly disappears after getting caught up in the newest Time Travel Related plot of the week. zack and milo are confused until suddenly she and savannah reappear out of nowhere to deliver an out of context warning ("DONT GO NEAR THE DUMPSTER" or "GO BUY COTTON CANDY NOT ICE CREAM") before disappearing again to fix things

just more melissa and BOTT shenanigans in general honestly i love to see it

an episode focusing on the mml gals!! it could be brigette and sara it could be amanda and melissa and lydia it could be all of them it could be other characters but just an episode like that!

there's a mandatory science fair thing and milo and zack are partners so they decide to go with the most convenient option possible which happens to be a potato-powered lightbulb. somehow they literally flood the school gym with their potato-powered lightbulbs but as it turns out half the class didn't bother to or forgot to do their projects so they just take the lightbulbs and use those as their projects. by the end mrs. murasaki gives everyone a 'C' for functioning but unoriginal projects apart from melissa and bradley as well as amanda and joni

yeah that's all from me but first and foremost I wish mml would get renewed!!!!! for s3!!! usvfkajnfkajmfmalmdlanfms

[xbabybajix]

Halloweenie w/ Hanma~

A/N: hiiii my fellow hanma stans!! here’s a small drabble? I thought of on the quicks for Shuji bc his birthday just passed and it got me thinking about what it would be like to spend halloween w him <3 hope everyone who reads enjoys! 

It’s October 31st and what better way to spend it with your boyfriend they call ‘The Reaper’ because of this Hanma thought of the idea as having you be a succubus and he as the grim reaper- picture this as a slutty couples costume

Hanma basically wearing the cloak with no shirt under and some leather pants w/ platform docs, and yours being a body suit with ass and titties out with some fake blood and cute lil horns too 

Hanma’s a pretty unpredictable guy so knowing what was planned for today was a bit worrisome, yall can either spend it going to random parties that Hanma got invited to, roaming around a downtown area and hitting up bars or clubs, or perhaps indulge in trick or treating if Hanma wanted something sweet to snack on while watching you strut your cute ass around the neighborhood.

Going to Halloween parties with Hanma is the best because he LOVES to coordinate costumes with you as you pleased, he needs to wear makeup? Sure! Anything his baby asks of him, she gets. Spend a full hour taking selfies together? Ofc! He has to show off his girl everywhere!! Yall love pregaming before heading out and pumping yourselves up to dance the night away!! (have a headcanon that hanma is a doja cat fan so that’s what you guys listen to before leaving)

Parties with Hanma end in a couple ways, either both of yall are plastered and end up being all over each other inside a random room, or someone ends up making moves on either or and one of yall ends up getting kicked out by the host for starting a fist fight but also ending it! :-) 

In the case where the night actually ends less chaotic than most, it’s spent with constant banter and flirting. Hanma likes to wander off to where he usually finds Kisaki or other members from gangs he knows and will keep an eye on you from afar. Your safety will always come first but Hanma likes watching you lose yourself on the dancefloor with your besties too, it turns him on seeing how your hips sway along with the beat of the music.

To spice things up in your relationship, Hanma LOVES to roleplay w you in public and act like he’s just some guy hitting on you and you LOVE IT because of the tension that rises when his face starts to ease into yours while feeling traces of his fingertips on your lower back till he reaches your ass and gives it a lil squeeze.

If Hanma notices you act more aloof and silly, he’ll know it’s time for yall to head out, when this happens it usually ends with you shouting out your profound love for him and it catches him off guard every time. Hanma is used to hearing you say loving things, but for some reason when you say it while being drunk, it makes his stomach do flips. They say the truth comes out when your drunk, so knowing that even in the state you’re in, you still choose Hanma every time.

Drunk y/n can be a handful sometimes, mostly because it ends with you throwing a small tantrum about how you can still have another drink or five before leaving and Hanma is not having ANY of that esp bc he’s seen you blackout and he refuses to let you get to the point of throwing up, but in the case that you do anyways, he’s there with the hair tie and water <33

If Hanma doesn’t feel like dealing with your brattiness he will just carry you over his shoulder until you reach your home and sit you onto your shared bed together, and will get all your things you use for your bed routine <3

Hanma is also the type to indulge you when you go off a tangent talking about the most random things you thought of while being drunk. “Oh yeah? I didn’t think of that” “oh wow baby you never told me this, that sounds crazy though” “And what else happened?” “you’re so smart even when you’re drunk too doll, its no wonder I love you” pls he says all this while helping you undress and get into your nightwear and then proceeding to take off your makeup and gently rubbing it off from your face.

Once the night has finally ended, hanma makes sure that you’re all taken care of again and then he starts to get ready to climb into bed with you. Nights like these end with you drifting off to sleep in his embrace but before you whisper your i love you’s and smother him in kisses <3 my guy is in heaven and loves the holidays for this reason 

[robinscatgirl]

Murder Girlfriends or something like that...

I don't know how I got here but I've been plagued with the thought of writing a Tim/Jaime fic except they're both girls and bi... (I'm projecting but anywho...)

So this is set in S3 of Young Justice, and around the time I think Bart and Eduardo started dating (idc what you say, I'm positive they have something for each other)

Say during the invasion Jaime and Bart had something going on and Bart absolutely enamored Jaime but when Eduardo showed up Bart fell in love with him as well just a little more than he was with Jaime.

So ofc he breaks it off with Jaime saying "Maybe in another life." and she's devastated because she loved her fluffy-haired boy.

So Jaime starts avoiding team outings that involve most of the team couples as she would just be third-wheeling the entire time and the jealousy she would feel ofc.

Tim on the other hand spends more time in Gotham than with the Team in the Watchtower or the Hub as she's not that close with people there (I mean DC practically took away her team, her shtick, and her friends so that leaves us with her Gothamite and assassin friends)

That is attributed to most of the Team members not being really accepting of her when she became Robin as they thought she was trying to replace Jason (which rude much, didn't he replace Dick too?)

So she had a few friends some she lost when she joined Batman Inc. She still has Steph and Cass though so she's not complaining. She broke up with her girlfriend Cassie and hasn't seen any sign of them getting back together.

Somewhere along the line Jaime starts going to the Watchtower and finds Robin there. They fight a bit because she was one of Tim's close friends before she left to join Batman Inc.

Then slowly she opens up to Tim about her feelings and how things have changed. Tim is an awkward bean but comforts her. Jaime frequently visits the Watchtower after that and Tim opens up to her after a while. She tells her about being JJ, how she feels inadequate, and yadda yadda all that.. One day Tim invites her to Gotham at night and teaches her how to train surf and use her grapple (which is unnecessary but still sweet) Tension rises but the sweet kind and oh...Jaime's falling in love again and Tim has butterflies in her tummy for some weird reason.

Then Batman dies (or so they think) and Tim thinks otherwise but others tell her she's just grieving. (At this point it's mid-season four ig, I'm really straying away from cannon)

Dick is Batman and Tim is still Robin because Damian hasn't been introduced yet and is still with the league...do you see where I'm headed?

Tim dips after she finds the first clue Bruce left when he way yeeted into the time stream and makes plenty of fake aliases and assassin friends on the way.

I want to find a way to incorporate her trying to clone someone close to her but idk who.

The scene where Cassie finds Tim is replaced with Jaime but she's encouraging Tim to look for Bruce and tells her to call when she needs help.

Since she doesn't wanna tarnish the Robin name, she makes a new alias to work with Ra's.

In the cave where the assassin from the Council of Spiders tries to off them, Tim calls Jaime. She's stuck bleeding out on the floor with three half-dead assassins.

Jaime answers the call and gets them to Tim's hotel where they're abducted by League Ninjas and taken to Nanda Parbat. Tim's thrown into the pit after losing too much blood during the splenectomy and Jaime's being held captive.

I'm just world-building rn but would this be a good fic or should I just scrap the idea?

[yostresswritinggirl]

hello hello! it’s me, the anon that sent the inventor! reader x tighnari/cyno idea. cuz i’ve got another idea for a fluffy imagine/scenario. i’ve also sent the inventor! reader idea to worriedvision as a request, and the imagine is really cute and heartwarming. do check it out! alright so:

the reader makes their own songs as a way of expressing feelings. i like to think that the confesses their love through a song for nilou or tighnari. the song that i have in mind is springtime by wheein. it's cuz the lyrics are so cute and perfect for a confession song. her vocals are just the cherry on top! i just love her a lot bUT ANYWAYS. i wrote some scenarios of possible confessions that the reader might do.

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the scenario i had for nilou is that the reader performs the song onstage at zubayr theater. the reader works mainly back-stage. mostly for prop making, music for nilou's dances, and helping mr. zubayr with duties for the theater. as they work for the theater, they slowly grow a relationship with nilou. the reader confesses that, one day they want to perform on-stage to sing a song for the crowd but has horrible stage fright and always backs out. nilou encourages the reader to perform either with her or maybe one day they'll perform together on stage.

ok so, as nilou is getting ready backstage for her next performance, she then hears mr. zubayr announcing the reader's performance on-stage. nilou isn't aware of the sudden performance. besides this wasn't in this week's schedule. ofc, with nilou's curious mind, she peeps out to the stage and witnesses the reader's performance for herself. the reader isn't facing the crowd -- instead they turn their back to the crowd and see nilou. the reader apologizes to the crowd, as it may seem rude to not face them while performing. telling the crowd that they do love performing! it's just that the reader is overcoming their stage fright step-by-step. seeing nilou, the reader's confidence boosts as this song was for her. with instrument in hand they start performing. hearing the reader's voice, the crowd is awed at their vocals and performance. nilou was also enjoying the performance.

as nilou was watching, mr. zubayr gave nilou a letter from the reader. stating: "nilou, i love you from the bottom of my heart. i wrote this song for you since the first day we met. i hope you also return the feelings for me. if not, then i hope we can still remain as amazing friends." nilou is shocked, also feeling the same towards towards them. after the performance, the reader heads backstage then suddenly gets hugged by nilou.

"i assume you've read the letter i wrote for you?" "yes! and i would also like to return the feelings you've experienced for me." "so, are we official now? or--"

the reader was cut off by nilou kissing them lovingly. the other staff members gushes at the scene and reminisces this moment. the new couple is now just enjoying eachother's company. while mr.zubayr is telling off nilou that her performance is due and that the crowd is waiting. "just a few more minutes. i just want to cherish this moment forever."

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ok now for tighnari, the reader in this one is a well-known musician in ghandarva ville. performing weekly to boost the morale for the forest rangers and also for the other folks in ghandarva ville. in this one, tighnari helps out the reader with writing lyrics for performances. in reality -- the reader doesn't need that much help -- instead they just want to spend quality time with the botanist. for this session of lyric writing, the reader invites tighnari to a secluded place in avidya forest. "i once witnessed this place while looking for inspiration for my songs. i'd love for you and me to go there together and write lyrics."

once they've arrived, tighnari adores the view. they were at a cliffside with the view of the whole of sumeru. you can see the lush greenery of avidya forest. then distant city of wisdom and port ormos. then the far more distant mausoleum of king deshret from the dessert. as they enjoy the view and as the sun slowly sets and the night sky starting to fade in. the reader confesses to tighnari, "in actuality, i'm not here to write lyrics, but to confess my feelings for you. i wrote this one for you. expressing my feelings in the way that i'm best at -- through my voice and my instrument." as the reader performs, the botanist relaxes and enjoys the song. butterflies fluttering within him.

once the song was finished, tighnari immediately embraced the reader in a kiss. "you lummox, i've been dropping hints ever since we started writing lyrics together. a shame that you didn't recognized" "oh, looking back, i really didn't notice the subtle hints. my bad" under the night sky, the both of them enjoyed eachother's company in comfortable silence.

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sorry if the chars are kind ooc. these scenarios live in my head rent-free, but i'm not complaining. i just feel like you're the right person to share these kinds of things! enjoy the scenarios!! oh and i'd love for you to have your own take own this. if possible, ofc!!

sincerely, fluffy anon idea giver or smth idrk

(related post) I did, I saw it! I even reblogged it cuz it's so cute and good haha

This has also been terribly cute, especially my two underrated cuties <3 You said for me to have my own take on this but you already wrote a whole damn fic for these two, there's nothing else I could add!

I could however picture them at some point humming or even absentmindedly singing the song one time, and when others ask them about it, they'll just say it's a special song they've heard. If it was you who happens to hear what the song was, they'll smile at your fluster and sing it more clearly, as if they're the one serenading you like a tease

[anachronistic-falsehood]

hooloooo i see you rebagel a lot of stuff for mcyt... what is that? how do i watch it? it sounds so dramatic and full of lore! thankya!

OH WOW ok!!! alright. sit down because i am about to learn you a thing!!!! so MCYT stands for "minecraft youtube" and it actually encompasses a HUGE amount of youtubers/twitch streamers, minecraft smps, content, and storylines. A LOT of different creators fall under the MCYT umbrella, but the SMPs are probably what you're talking about, because those are FULL of lore. you don't have to watch one to understand another, although some might make references to other SMPs. think of it like... huge DND campaigns but in minecraft. they roleplay as fictionalized versions of themselves and do a lot of improv acting

the servers i'm into right now are the DSMP and QSMP!! the DSMP was a server owned by Dream (who is kind of a shit person which is part of the reason the server ended) but the storyline created by creators on the server like Wilbur Soot, Tommyinnit, Technoblade, and a lot of others was AMAZING. they created this insane story about a small nation who went to war, there was a revolution, an election that resulted in a dictatorship, and so much more. oh my god it was so cool. someone named EvanMC made videos summarizing some major plot points (playlist here), but if you REALLY want to get into it, there's a channel called Blueberry TV that's making full recap videos, and the playlist (here) has like. over 300 videos so far. BUT NOT ALL OF THEM ARE NECESSARY TO UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING!! you can skip ahead at a lot of points, or even just find a single creator's character you like and watch vods or videos from their point of view. i would highly recommend Wilbur Soot, Tommyinnit, Tubbo, BadBoyHalo, or Quackity because their roleplay was consistently just absolutely insane, but i'd also recommend POVs like Fundy, Captain Puffy, DropsByPonk, or Jack Manifold if you want to explore different viewpoints! I know Wilbur and Tommy have made edited down videos of many of their DSMP vods, so that might be a decent place to start if you're curious (although searching for those in the mess of their other videos might be a hassle lol), or you can skim the wiki if you'd like (here!!!) it officially ended i think late 2022-early 2023 (i can't remember) but the official canon ending to the overall story is really up in the air, so it's mostly left to fan interpretation now.

THE QSMP IS SO GOOD oh my god. it's a huge multilingual server that started around March and is still going!! it was started by Quackity, and the plot really started when a bunch of eggs appeared on the island and the members were paired up to take care of them, with one English speaking creator and one Spanish speaking creator to a pair. eventually five Brazilians were invited to the server, and later some French creators as well!! they're all trapped on this one island by an organization called the Federation, and no one knows exactly what's going on, but there are mysteries to solve and monsters to fight and lots of found family elements in the overall plot. if you want some general recaps, the official QSMP Info channel has a couple videos recapping stuff (link here) and there are channels like Angry Thomas that make bite sized videos (like 5-20 minutes) about some general plot points. Quackity ofc has his own vod channel where you can watch his streams and learn about his character's lore. you can also skim the wiki (link here) to familiarize yourself with some of the characters. if all else fails you can probably make a post asking for the plot and throw it in the qsmp tag here on tumblr and you'll get a decent handful of people in your notes giving you a sparknotes summary. we love talking about our weird little minecraft guys

The DSMP and QSMP are so good in their own ways, the DSMP for its insane improv roleplay and the QSMP for its crazy planned events and and the way it brings multiple communities and cultures together!!! you don't have to watch one to understand the other. i suggest you only get into one at a time because they are both crammed with backstory and lore. i'd recommend getting into QSMP first because it's still going, and once you feel more or less caught up, you can probably test the DSMP waters. they can both get quite heavy in their stories, so if you need a list of trigger warnings or anything feel free to ask and i can def provide :3 if you're intrigued by either of them but don't know exactly where to start, i'd suggest the Blueberry TV playlist for DSMP and the Angry Thomas videos or the Quackity VODs for QSMP. see if there are any creators you enjoy watching and go from there!!!! consuming the stories of these SMPs is a bit difficult because there's so much content, but no one is expected to watch every single video or stream by every creator. a lot of the story gets passed around through word of mouth through the fandoms, so don't feel bad if you feel like you miss anything!!! if you have questions, you can ask just about anyone in the fandoms and they'll probably have an answer!!!

if you're interested but need a little more convincing, feel free to shoot me another ask. i will gladly ramble about my favourite minecraft roleplay characters. it's like my entire life at this point i think it's a problem <3

[respitelocklyre]

Just need to vent & write down my thoughts…

[The following was never actually posted and exists only as a draft in Respite's socials]

You know, I rlly thought that moving out of my hometown for college was going to make my life less weird overall, not, like, objectively more bizarre. But, like, out of the frying pan and into the fire, yknow??? Or maybe it's more like just a different kind of frying pan bc idk if this situation is worse but it's definitely weird in a different way.

Like, modified memories and disappearing students??? Why me??? Why us, I guess. It involves this whole party of weirdos after all. Not only are Zanther and Coach's memories fucked, but we checked the yearbook in the library from last year and Don Graves and Suma Trun BOTH were missing!! But not like they never existed, no, Sersh said the book had been tampered with using illusion or, like, transmutation magic? Whatever that means. Ugh. Even more weirdly, Roderick C was in the book and still on campus even though he was one of the three students that we met outside the manor. He didn't seem to remember being at the manor, but 🤷‍♀️

Everyone thinks the cheer squad might be behind this mysterious bs, but at least we don't make our members perform blood magic and sign, like, soul-binding pacts in some weird dark ritual like the business club apparently does 🙄 And that's not even on our radar of stuff to look into, to like give an idea of how weird shit is right now.

I'm way more concerned abt Zanther tbh. Sersh also scanned him for magic and he's been enchanted. She kept talking about a possible modify memory spell. Which would explain a lot, but I'm still sooooo confused by all of this 😵‍💫 We want to try and find the deck of many things again if we can, since its whereabouts might, like, give us some kinda clue. idfk.

At least the dinner with Zanther & everyone went ok. I wish Mire remembered him, they were so cute when they were flustered (lol), but maybe it's for the best bc he's being kind of a downer rn. We keep trying to tell him it's not his fault (minus Thad, ofc, but he's an asshole anyways) but ig it makes sense if he rlly thinks Mire disappeared bc of something he did. Still, what a mood-killer after I tried so hard to get everyone together for a nice dinner with no ulterior motives whatsoever!! He was nice enough to pay tho <3

Oh, ohhh, and I hard-launched Javanesh to the group, which turned out to be a fucking mistake. Not bc of anything he did, ofc- he was rlly sweet and even asked me out on another date to go to the Seelie Market!! but my party decided to invite themselves along to the outing too. Thad was just being a little bitch abt me spilling his drink on him earlier (he deserved it i prommie), but now they're alllll gonna be there. Which, like, whatever. It is an open event, it's not like I'm gonna fucking gatekeep a public night market. At least Willow seemed super excited about it (is excited the right word? She kept staring at the poster, so I guess so?) so I'm glad she's happy! We're just gonna have to find a way to sneak away from the others for a bit, is all 😘

[cheemken]

Whenever I check the Drayton tag, it always makes me smile to see new asks on this blog. Truly fueling my thirst for Drayton stuff that's angsty or wholesome like to each their own but a lot of Drayton stuff I've seen often paint him being a bully / antagonistic to Kieran. Seeing many anons share their hcs has been so nice!

I wanna share some BB E4 hcs!

- Crispin likes to experiment with his cooking! Drayton is often his testing buddy before giving the improved versions to Lacey and Amarys. Drayton complains playfully about Crispin playing favourites

- Amarys manages the club budget so she usually checks the requests made to utilise it. She often rejects Drayton's suggestions of holding 'wild parties' under the guise of team building / bonding'.

- Lacey and Drayton have crossed paths with one another when they were kids. Clay and Drayden have brought them to party events before. For as much as Lacey gets on Drayton's case about how he dodges the administrative side of the club, she trusts him with the battling side.

- Despite his slacker status, Drayton is actually really good at handling new members who are super shy / nervous. His laid back attitude and chattiness helps ease these members, and he's also open to answering battle related questions. It still surprises his friends when he just rambles about different training methods for Dragon-types, sounding rather animated for once

Anon I'm fucking crying these are so dope cbxmbcnd ough BB E4 friendship is so really your honour it's so so real and so canon and they're really close and they remind me of the og Unova kids in my hcs hcmdbd

But also of fucking course Drayton would throw parties and say they're for team building exercises lmfaooo Amarys has to really check their budget lest someone falls for Drayton's "team building exercises" again hahaha

Also Drayton and Lacey childhood friends🥹🥹

Your honour imagine cbxnxn that'd be so cute but also since they're childhood friends they're also kinda like siblings lmfao, ofc Drayton's gonna annoy Lacey too, Iris isn't the only one who's fun to annoy. But also, not only do guys run away when Lacey mentions Clay is her dad, but imagine if Drayton is also part of the reason they run away hahah

Like they know Drayton is so chill and laid back, but they also know how protective he is of his friends, plus they're not gonna fucking challenge a champion level trainer that's actually trained by a legit champion, his Archaludon can probs sweep their teams. But it'd also be funny if Lacey is so so unaware of Drayton like, looking threatening from behind her, giving off the vibes that he will let his Archaludon attack at any guy or girl who wants to be w Lacey lmfao

But also him being like that to all his friends, like if he doesn't like someone, they would know, cause his smile is a bit too forced when talking to them

Also isn't it canon that Crispin kinda has a crush on Lacey?? Fucking imagine that convo w Drayton lmfaooo

Just "Lacey's really cute, should I ask her out??"

"if you value your life, no."

"huh? Why? Is it because of her dad?"

Your honour pls he's just a lil bit oblivious bcmxbd hahaha

Also y'know Crispin low-key gives off enby vibes, idk, it's the way he looks, idt he'd care much abt how people perceive him, all he cares abt is his friends, pkmn, and cooking

Speaking of cooking imagine if he's like, Gordon Ramsay kinda guy when he gets pissed off when someone ruins a dish tho lmfaooo imagine him yelling out cussed bc someone used the wrong technique or ingredient for a dish or even just dissed smth he made

I picture Amarys not being able to cook that well, everything she makes always gets burnt, Crispin once invited her over to teach her how to cook starting w basics but for some godforsaken reason she still managed to burn grilled cheese

"how..?? How in the Distortion World did you fuck that up??"

"that's the first time I've heard you say that word. Is it truly that bad?"

"Amarys, look at me in the eyes and take a bite outta that sandwich. Is it edible to you? Do you think it's edible? Do you think it's something people would willingly eat?"

He made her redo it ten more times till she got it right hahaha

But yeah omf these are so dope anon chxmnd

[bincutie]

Squid anon inspired me!!!!!! I have a similar idea, but with nmixx’s lily!

Yk how chan and lily always have super cute interactions? I can totally see them hanging out more frequently outside of JYP now that she’s known to the public eye.

I quite like the intern!trope so let’s just go with that lol

mc is interning at JYP (part time cause they’re still in college) and meets lily cause they work with her, they help translating english to other languages for some of the foreign staff/workers, organizational/admin stuff, or just carrying tool and products for the stylists!

Over time they get kinda close and eventually her and mc start hanging out outside of working hours too

that of course means less time with chan and as time goes on he’s like:( what happened:((

So lily is like, okay let me introduce the two so no one feels some type of way! big brain ofcofc

Chan and mc meet and, admittedly, it’s kind of awkward at first

But he realizes they have similar morals and personality traits! Taking care of those around them, a little out going, etc

It becomes a habit for everyone to hang out together one day every fortnight for boba

But lily forgets to mention her stylists needs her that day

So it’s just mc and chan

They fight over the bill, mc wins surprisingly, and the night goes on!

They talk about mc’d major and how hard they’re working on this one project

Chan is like:o were their eyes always so sparkly?

And mc teases him for some of the lines he drops during vlive

By the end of the night, he walks mc to their bus stop and goes all like, “let me repay you for today’s boba”

a… a DATE??? and mc’s a like h-huh

And chan of course freaks out

But then they agree, and liked goes on for a while

Lily did kinda suspect mc of liking chan even before they officially met (he was their bias, they would avoid eye contact when he’d say hi to her, etc)

So when mc tell them she’s like????? I know?

And mc goes h-huh pt2

Anyways!! They go on their date, and chan asks them out by the end of it

Cute studio dates that are really just independent study sessions with the occasional kiss or back hug

Once he introduces mc to the other skz members, chan would feel kind of meh about it

Like why were you laughing at Jisung’s jokes so much?

How come seungmin hugs you but never anyone else

And his s/o is like h-huh pt3

he’d apologize ofc but over time the possessiveness or toxicity would start to seep in

He’d probably stop inviting them over at the very least

And make them quit their job at most

(I am an anon but don’t want to expose myself sry😅)

You don't have to expose who you are, bub! Just do whatever you're comfortable with, okay? And just like squid anon, this is another amazing idea. Maybe I really will have to start that writing blog 🤔

Again, he'd have to get used to sharing cause there's no way mc and lily wouldn't have a "bros before hoes" policy (which may or may not get the mc a stern talking to because Chris doesn't want to be classified as a "hoe")

I definitely think that with chan, he kind of let's the jealousy build. Like he'll see mc with his members and them being physically affectionate and when a pang of jealousy spikes through him he's like

"Woah chan, calm down. It's just a hug. That's what people do. They hug each other."

So he realizes that the possessiveness is kind of unreasonable, but after so long he just doesn't really care anymore? He'd let mc see their friends, of course. As long as he's with them.

And he's so sweet that honestly, it clouds mc's judgement. Like people would ask if Chris is always so toxic/jealous and mc is just like h-huh pt4. Because Chris? Toxic? Never in a million years.

Lily and the other stray kids members would probably notice it too, but as long as mc is happy and they're taken care of, I don't think they'd necessarily intervene? They might clown Chris for it, but I think that may be the extent.

I could definitely see him persuading mc to quit their job and either work from home or work in a position that's close to him. Like "what?? Of course stray kids needs an assistant! Of course it's a real job, and we'd get to spend even more time together!" But I don't think he'd blatantly demand that mc stop working (unless it was in some way impacting them negatively).

I am absolutely loving all of these chan thoughts. You all genuinely have very wrinkly brains.

[reflections-in-a-critical-eye]

Hi.

It's okay if you don't want to answer the questions that i have send. But i have another one for you ( thats not about toxic armys and their shenanigans ofc) but there's that has been stuck in my mind lately.

I watched two Jackson Wang interviews and he pretty much talks about feeling lonely in life. For example, he confessed that he hasnt found any love connection and never had a serious relationship with someone, even though he really wants to. He even turn the ligths on in his house everytime he goes abroad. Because he wants to feel like somebody is waiting for him at home and is waiting to welcom him. Just the domestic normal stuff that normal couples in a serious relationship do.

Its definetly possible that most of the bangtan members are feeling this way too. The loneliness, longing for someone to their real personnality and not just the celebrity status. I'm curious to know who's longing for it the most.

There is no denying that being a public figure, especially some big star, can have an effect on the private life and interpersonal relationships. But also, difficulties are there, regardless of someone's position in society, except they can be of a different nature and some of the issues can be all the same because we're all just complicated people at the end of the day.

I know about those Jackson Wang interviews. I also saw recently how he invited some fans back to his place post-concert. Whatever he's going through, he's doing it all publicly and as much as it's a friendly get-together and Jackson wanting some chill time with the fans, he's still not some average person. So, things might get complicated or not. If this is one method of his of not feeling that lonely, then what else can I say?

But going back to how it relates to the BTS members and how they might find themselves in a similar situation, about feeling lonely, about wanting some connection with a partner and so on, that's something that we don't know. We might speculate based on their music and lyrics perhaps, or what they say in interviews and all that. But it would be nothing but this glimpse in someone's life that is pretty much private. None of them are as open publicly about the idol life in terms of romantic relationship as Jackson is. And as much as there could be commonality because they've all been working in the same industry and living similar lifestyles, it doesn't mean they all end up having the same trajectories and difficulties along the road. Maybe they're in happy relationships, maybe some of them don't want commitment and are into more casual situationships. Maybe some are currently dating, while others are not. This is really a topic on which there's barely anything there to talk about because it's simply a topic they don't acknowledge. And they're keeping that part pretty much to themselves. Who's to say that one member hasn't gone through a difficult breakup at some point, while being really cheerful on camera? In the 10 years that they've been active, I'm sure life wasn't all perfect.

Fans like to speculate and believe they know when something is wrong, especially in the case of those focusing on a supposed inter-band relationship, when something is going on, if they're going through something, or what's the period in a relationship when everything is going well, but somehow, they can't also tell when a member who is not majorly shipped with another, might be having love troubles with a partner who is outside the band (cause they're not all in a poly relationship, as much as fans like to joke about). That's something to think about because I believe it shows that theories are just theories and outsiders don't really have access to much and a lot of things can be deceiving. It's one reason why, when I used to read about ship timelines, I always thought about how could a fan/shipper be able to do one? Because it's like taking a step further from enjoying the interactions and the moments. It has a sort of fictional element to it. But I went too much of a tangent here, a bit unrelated to your ask.

The point is, I don't necessarily disagree with you because there are factors that can have similar effects on those who lead a certain lifestyle, but then again, generalizations don't always help and we have to look at the individuals as well. Who they are are, their temperament and personality and how much they are willing to share. If they want to or have any desire to do so.

[demona-andariel]

Object of Obsession - 10 / 46

Fandom: Halloween

Pairing: Michael Myers x OFC

Summary: In Haddonfield everyone knows the legend that was Michael Myers. Content and at ease, they’d forgotten what it was to feel fear in the month of October. But now, he finds himself back and ready for blood but then a bond forms between him and one of his victims. A bond he can’t seem to break. And it starts to make him do things he never thought of doing before.

Warnings: (Encompassing the whole story in no particular order) kidnapping, noncon, explicit sexual content, smut, loss of virginity, rough sex, blood and violence, knifeplay, canon-typical violence

Author Note: Minors DNI!

Word Count: 2,944

Chapter 10 - Morning Reflection

Michael paced in his room. He needed to stop thinking. He needed to regain his control. Regain the calm collected killer side of him that seemed to evaporate every time he entered the house and saw her. He couldn’t keep his hands off her. 

With the morning clarity, he once again brought into question her and his reactions. 

The walk back home, the night before, had taken a bit longer than he expected. By the time he’d gotten into the house, he was ready to just lay down and sleep. Somehow, exhausted. 

Only, the moment he stepped inside and his eyes fell on her he had a slight change of plan. Sex felt out of the question, he was a bit tired. But, he was curious. She was standing up, by the dining room table, staring into the kitchen. Her whole body, her presence indicated that she was on alert. She didn’t notice him enter. Her face was incredibly schooled into odd determination as if she was ready to fight. 

The moment he closed the door she relaxed and sat back down. 

Although he clearly scared her, when she realized he was back, she looked relieved. It made him even more curious. Her comment and clear disappointment at him not killing people had amused him, to say the least. He didn’t bother correcting her. It wasn’t her wish that stopped him from killing people. It was just convenience. 

As he had suspected she had a family. What had surprised him was the fact her family was so small. Apparently, her parents died in the accident that gave her those scars. As much as she clearly didn’t want him to kill the family she left, she had to know that he would do it, didn’t she? There was no way she thought that he would let them just take her away from him. Or that they would let her stay with him. She didn’t even want to stay with him. 

He stopped mid-pace and exhaled loudly. A future problem to deal with then, not now. It was entirely possible she’d be dead by that point. Even if she was still alive, he wouldn’t let them just take her. He’d already killed her boyfriend, killing a family member wasn’t that much of a step up.

Pushing the inevitable to one side, he returned to his pacing. A smirk crossed his lips. Her comment about not sucking his cock made him want to test her on that. See if she truly meant to stick to her resolve. Her mouth spoke one thing, but her eyes said another. And that mouth. So warm and inviting. But for the fact that she was internally battling something else, he would have forced her.

Ah, those eyes. Burning with rage, desire, and sadness. Watching that fire burn inside of her as she demanded to be accepted for the way she was fascinated him. As if he cared about her looks. There was something about her that attracted him and that was all he needed. If they didn’t have that then she’d be dead. Brandon. Her boyfriend? The one he killed? He could only assume, didn’t accept her, clearly made her self-conscious about her looks. It made him all the more glad he killed the man. Not that he needed a reason to kill anyone. 

Gretchen.

Michael shook his head as his pace quickened. No, don’t think it. He was a killer, a murderer. He wasn’t a lover. He liked pushing her buttons to see what made her tick. Liked seeing her struggle against his strength, knowing, in the end, she’d bend to his will. She was his toy. His plaything. His object of obsession, for now. And yet, she nearly saw his face. 

He clenched his fists in frustration.

His cock started to lead his mind and body, demanding to breathe in her scent without the added rubber smell from his mask. And in that madness, that need, he had taken it off. Her soft fingers reaching back, feeling his face, he nearly turned her around to pick her up and kiss her. Slam her against the wall and fuck her. It was her own sudden realization that he wasn’t wearing his mask that knocked him back into reality. She wasn’t supposed to see his face. She was never going to see his face. And in that moment, the magic, sexual appeal between them disappeared. 

And yet, he kissed her. The kiss had come out of nowhere. He just needed something from her. As much as he hated to admit it, he didn’t regret it. So soft, so simple, so intimate. It was too close, too soft, too intimate. Fuck, he liked it. It made him panic though. Him! Michael Myers. He had to get away from her, from the new. And he had left without his knife. It took him far too much time to realize he’d left it behind. It wasn’t that he was worried she’d hurt him. Could she hurt herself? Kill herself? He waited until he was sure that she was in her room before retrieving it. To his surprise, she had put it in the sink for him. She didn’t clean it though. At least, not yet.

She just kept doing things, little things that made him want to hold on to her all the more tightly. To make her completely his in that she’d never want to leave him. Fight him? Yes! He loved her struggles. But ultimately be his forever. Or at least, till his killer side was able to finally push back whatever curse kept her safe from him. 

He glanced over at his knife. Blood, death, it was time. He picked it up and stepped out of his room, half expecting to see her coming out of her own looking as sleepy as she had the night before. But, her door was closed. Well, all the better.

He paused by her door for a moment. Morning sex? He could only imagine her grumpy unenthusiastic reply. He huffed at the thought. He looked down at his knife, twisting his wrist to examine it. No, he wasn’t up for sex just yet. He’d give her a few more hours of rest, but there was no way she’d escape a fuck when he returned. 

Michael paused in the middle of the stairs, cocking his head to one side. Gretchen stood on the ground floor, eyes focused ahead. Curious. She still wore the same clothes from the day before. Had she not gone to bed? No, she had. He didn’t see her when he went downstairs to get his knife. 

He walked the rest of the way down, then stopped behind her. She had one hand on her lip, tapping lightly. It was the only movement coming from her other than her breathing. 

Odd. He moved to her side. He was quiet, sure, but she should have seen him, registered he was there. 

Her gaze was planted firmly on the basement door. His skin prickled causing him to go on alert. Her breathing deepened and her skin rose. Something was wrong. A ringing took over his hearing. Danger. He tightened his grip on his knife, focusing on the door.

As quickly as the feeling hit him it disappeared and she relaxed. 

“It’s okay, Gretch,” she muttered to herself. “Oh shit!” She shrieked when she bumped into him as she turned to head into the kitchen. He automatically caught her as her body went limp. “Let me go! Let me-” 

He nearly cut her on accident as she struggled to get away from his grasp. She didn’t expect for him to let her go so quickly, dropping to the ground with a loud thud, and bumping her head on the wall. 

“Ouch. fuck,” she groaned, rubbing the back of her head. A frown cross her brow as she looked around. She glanced up at him and jumped again. “Michael,” she said softly. Her eyes were a little bit darker as if she hadn’t slept much. Was it because they didn’t have sex? He huffed at the thought. Or was it the basement? For some reason, the thought of the basement made his skin rise. 

Her mouth twisted ever so slightly in annoyance. “Are you trying to make me have a heart attack?” She stood up and dusted herself. “Don’t think you’d want to fuck a corpse,” she added. 

His eyes widened at her comment and then a smile crossed his lips, not that she could see it, as she stiffened. Did she really just say that?

She cleared her throat but didn’t look at him. Instead, she kept her head down and moved past him into the kitchen. “Thanks for the tea,” she mumbled. 

So, she had found it. He had placed it on the counter after getting his knife. 

Kill. Blood.

Giving in to his killer side, he walked towards the front door. Sliding the key into the lock, he twisted it and opened the front door.

“Michael?” 

He turned to glance at her. She looked worried, shifting her weight from side to side.

“There’s nothing in the basement, right?”

Odd question, but the image of her sitting on the ground with her back to the basement door came to mind. Even just moments ago, and the night before when she’d been all tense at the dining room table. Was it the basement? The darkness? There was nothing down there.

He closed the door and strode over to her. She visibly swallowed but didn’t shrink away. Her hazel eyes stared back at him, pleading for answers. He shifted his gaze away and walked to the basement, opening the door. A clear indication for her to look for herself. 

She hesitated, her face shifting as she clearly contemplated on whether she wanted to go look or not. For a moment, she seemed to rethink her decision, but then let out a loud exhale and she pushed herself forward, stopping next to him. Her eyes went back to his, questioning him. Whatever she was looking for, she clearly found as she nodded her head and turned to face the basement. Inhaling loudly, she opened her mouth and slowly exhaled. 

He glanced down the stairs into the basement then back at her, watching her body. Inhaling again, she froze. The emotion in the hallway shifted. His breathing deepened as his body told him there was danger. He glanced down the stairs once more. There was nothing down there. But her feelings were rubbing off on him. 

The warm pressure of her body surprised him as she leaned into him. He felt her muscles tense and heard her breathing shallow. She leaned harder against him. She probably didn’t even realize she was doing it. 

“There’s so much blood.” Her voice sounded distant, flat, and matter-of-fact. He looked down the basement again. That wasn’t right. There was no blood down there. No one had died down there. Her shoulders move and her left hand touched his stomach. She trailed it around as if she were going to hug him. Whatever “spell” she seemed to have entered broke as did the feeling of alarm. 

“Oh, sorry,” she said, quickly pulling away from him. Her body relaxed and the danger, whatever it was that she sensed, was gone. “Don’t mind me. It was nothing,” she said, her voice lighter in tone. Was she was feigning happiness? He hadn’t seen that attitude before. She was pretending that everything was alright. 

She glanced down at his knife. “Thank you. Umm… well,” she said, meeting his eyes. “I still hope you won’t be able to kill anyone.” With that, she spun on her heels and stocked off to the living room. 

He frowned, glancing back down at the basement. The darkness there could play with one’s imagination. Possibly made her see blood. Did it really matter? He closed the basement door and walked back to the front. She moved items around on the couch, setting them on the coffee table: A sketchbook and pencils. She drew? There was a lamp on the coffee table, the one she’d tried to use against him days ago. That amused him.

She stood up again, carefully watching him, clasping her hands behind her back. “Try not to kill anyone today,” she repeated.

He huffed. Oh, he hadn’t killed anyone yesterday, today someone was going to be very unlucky. 

He switched directions and walked over to her. Before she could react, he pressed his body against hers, wrapping his right arm around her back, leaning her so he could look down. He raised his empty left hand and ran his thumb along her lower lip. A smile cracked his lips as her breathing deepened and her lips partially opened. 

Better rest up, he thought as he met her tired eyes. When I get back no matter how tired you are, I am going to fuck you. 

Her cheeks darkened into a deep red color as if she read his thoughts. The killer's side tugged at him, begging for blood. But first, some killing needs to be done. He abruptly left her and opened the door, stepping out into the sunset. The night and kill called to him.

Gretchen watched him leave. Her heart pounding wildly in her chest. How brazen to just casually open the front door and leave her behind. In a daze, she sat down on the couch. He was going to fuck her when he got back. He didn’t even have to say it. The simple running of his thumb along her bottom lip, and his eyes, told her his intentions. And she felt excited by the thought.

He’s never going to give you what you crave, the thought came back, but it was her thought this time.  “What I crave is a good night’s sleep,” she muttered. She hadn’t been able to sleep much. The objects and furniture in her room played tricks on her with the night shadows. That and guilt. So much guilt. 

The realization that she didn’t actually miss Brandon hit her hard. Maybe it was because of her tired mind, or maybe she truly did miss him more than she thought. Either way, her mind played dirty, bringing up his laughter, his voice, flashing images of the sparkle in his eyes when he saw her. She was a horrible person. 

Gretchen folded her legs onto the couch and picked up her sketchbook. Her eyes glanced at the lamp for a moment. Her body remembered the strength as he pulled it from her grasp when she tried to hit him with it. The blazing of his eyes, not to harm her, but in excitement to fuck her.

A shiver ran through her body. “Gods, Gretchen, get a hold of yourself,” she muttered. Lusting for a killer? A killer who made her feel safe. 

She clenched her fingers around her pencil. She was good at denying just about anything. It was something her family teased her on. But denial had always been her go-to mechanism when things got tough. It rarely worked, always delaying the inevitable acceptance of what had happened or was going to happen. And yet, she still fell back into her state of denial. 

But, she couldn’t deny it. When Michael stood next to her, by the basement door, she felt afraid. She felt the danger. There was something about the basement that had her brain on alert. Leaning against him, it didn’t lessen the fear or danger. But it made her feel like she could face it. She wanted to hug him. Bring him as close as possible to give her the strength that she needed. 

But her brain reminded her that he was a killer. He just wanted her for sex. He wasn’t going to be there for her when she needed him most. He couldn’t be. 

With a sigh, she opened up her sketchbook to the last drawing she had started of the constellation Cassiopeia. With an exaggerated sigh, she looked to the page opposite. She had started drawing Michael’s profile. She didn’t quite have a full face, probably never would. But she didn’t want to draw his mask. 

“Michael, meet Cassiopeia,” she said. She missed stargazing. The one thing that really helped her calm down. Could she convince Michael to let her out and stargaze? Would he do it with her? She snorted. Gods, Gretchen. 

A yawn caught her by surprise as her body relented to exhaustion. Closing her sketchbook, she paused. Flipping it back open, she grabbed the page that had Cassiopeia and flipped it over. There was a drawing of Pegasus behind Cassiopeia. She flipped the page back for forth. It was too thick. Holding it steady, she stared down the middle. 

“Oh,” she said softly. It was difficult to tell, but there was a line in the middle of the page. She’d glued two pages together at some point. She stuck her fingernail along the line to open it then stopped. No, she never liked those pictures she drew and hid away. Her visions that she saw rarely held anything dark to them. But the ones she drew she never remembered drawing them. She shuddered at the thought, one particularly gruesome image she'd drawn. It was the one that made her realize why she hid them from herself. She couldn't destroy them, just in case. But looking at them? Those, she normally sent to her uncle. Let him figure out those dark meanings. She closed the sketchbook and set it on the coffee table. 

Tomorrow. Tomorrow seemed like a good day to open those pages and peek inside. Maybe some sex would help her sleep better.

Chapter 11 - A Little Anger, A Little Tension Release