#cause I waited this damn long for the anime version to come out

[chaoflaka]

[wjbs-bonkle-au]

Every Bionicle mask-power summarised.

Hau: Everything-proof shield

Kaukau: "Hey, wanna see how long I can hold my breath underwater?"

Miru: Somewhat balanced flight powers (can't take off from a standstill; horizontal movement at least somewhat controlled by wind)

Kakama: Wheeeeeeeee!

Pakari: Kinda like the Berserk Pack from Doom

Akaku: X-ray specs

Huna: Stealth mode

Rau: Google Translate

Mahiki: Illusions, but also just full-on shapeshifting for some reason?

Komau: Hypnotism kink

Ruru: "Night vision", which canonically manifests as a torch-like beam projected from the mask's front, and gives the wearer actual night-vision, and yet more x-ray stuff

Matatu: Gmod Physgun Telekinesis Addon 2004 No Virus

Calix: Basically X-Cell from Fallout 4 but without the intelligence boost

Elda: Thing finder, for finding things

Suletu: Telepathy and also psychic torture

Sanok: Aimbot

Kadin: Very unbalanced flight powers (literally the only downside is that the user can't hover in place)

Iden: Out of body from morning to night/Dance floor packed and I'm feeling alright

Arthron: *Whale noises*

Faxon: "Hey, wanna see my animal impressions?"

Zatth: Kinda like if going "pspsps" had an equal chance of attracting a cat, a bear or a car-sized land-octopus

Garai: Gravity-y-y-y-y-y, on me/Never let me down, gent-ly damn, two Gorillaz references in one post; I'll try to use another band next time

Volitak: Same as the Huna but worse

Tryna: Wise fwom your gwave!

Jutlin: Rust-vision

Avsa: *Vampire noises*

Felnas: Messes up your abilities, but only through touch for some reason?

Mohtrek: I have no idea how I'd condense this mask's timeline-fuckery into a single se- where did all these scars come from?

Shelek: ‍

Crast: Pushes others away

Mask of Mutation: Guess.

Mask of Scavenging/Vulture: Like the Avsa, but it only works on the recently-deceased

Pehkui: Makes you tiny

Mask of Clairvoyance: The last word of this post will be "diversity"

Kualsi: Nightcrawler powers

Mask of Emulation: "Hey, wanna see my non-animal impressions?"

Mask of Growth: Makes you big

Mask of Rahi Control: Gives you all the powers of a zookeeper

Avohkii: Let there be light!

Kraahkan: Actually I changed my mind; there should darkness

Mask of Psychometry: Ever wondered where your favourite shirt came from?

Rode: Mask of Seeing Through Your Shit

Olmak: Now you're thinking with portals

Mask of Charisma: Actually functions more like brainwashing

Olisi: Isn't it weird how Bionicle's most notable use of the "mad oracle" trope is A. unreliable and B. a giant Frankenstein-man who commits body-horror on random people?

Kiril: Basically the opposite of the Jutlin

Mask of Intangibility: *Ghost noises*

Mask of Possibilities: Essentially the Improbability Drive from Madness Combat, but on a smaller scale

Mask of Elemental Energy: who cares about this one like seriously it barely appears outside the games

Mask of Adaptation: Turns you into an environment-specific action figure

Mask of Aging: The mask that makes you old

Mask of Biomechanics: Essentially the Gmod ragdoll-mover addon

Mask of Conjuring: I'm just going to copy what Biosector says, since it's really convoluted and complex; "The Mask of Conjuring is a Kanohi that allows its user to verbally program a limited power into the mask for a brief period of time. The user must describe in detail the power desired and at least one weakness. If the phrasing is spoken wrong, it causes intense psychic backlash in the user's mind. The user can use a programmed power for fifteen minutes (with a Great version), and after the time is out, the user must wait thirty seconds to activate the mask again. The Noble version will only work for five minutes. Another weakness is because it requires time and speech, any enemies nearby can hear in detail what power to expect and what its weakness is. Because of this, the usage of the mask is more commonly done alone. It is also capable of being programmed with the powers of other masks, such as the Kanohi Hau."

Mask of Freezing: What do you think it does

Mask of Fusion: Combines things • Mask of Healing: Heals stuff

Mask of Incomprehension: 👁️🧠🫵🥫🚹🇮🇹📤

Mask of Rebounding: Something something rubber glue etc.

Mask of Reconstitution: Literally just another Mask of Mutation, but slightly worse

Mask of Sensory Aptitude: 'Cause I've got one two three four five/Senses working o-ver-ti-ime!

Mask of Undeath: I live... again!

Mask of Weather Control: /weather clear 18000

Mask of Weight Increase: Literally just a Garai that can't make things lighter

Ignika: Do-anything MacGuffin that turned into a guy once and also became God's hat for a bit

Vahi: Time isn't holding up/Time isn't after us/Same as it ever was/Same as it ever was...

Mask of Creation: Just kinda lets you make stuff, while also celebrating the Matoran Universe's cultural diversity!

[fairytail-whathesays]

Damn if you’re doing x reader asks then I can’t help but beg for a Cobra x fem!reader for ya girl’s birthday

Happy birthday! I can absolutely do that!

We're gonna do two different versions of this for pre- and post-Nirvana incident, since those are two really different types of boyfriend.

Nirvana Incident Cobra:

Cobra is laid back and fairly easygoing, not to mention cocky, but don't get it twisted: He's a part of the Oracion Seis, not to mention the Balam Alliance. He is one of the most dangerous dark wizards out there and he doesn't abide weaklings. If you're not the type to flex some serious magic, then you're probably really smart or intimidating in a different area.

Alternatively, you can be as passive as you please, if Cubellios likes you. Clicking with the giant snake is an immediate pass to getting Cobra's positive attention. Getting along with Cubellios is going to be a requirement either way, so you'd better have nerves enough to be around an animal like that.

It is almost certainly a long-distance relationship. Unlike the other two heads of the Balam Alliance, there are no underlings attached to the Oracion Seis--it's just the six of them. No one, even their sub-guilds in their employ, is permitted to travel with them and know their movements--hell, he probably hasn't even told you he's in a guild. So Cobra will only see you every so often--but when he has the chance, he takes the time out to come find you and spend time with you.

You'll get used to being picked on fairly light-heartedly. It's Cobra's personality, he likes to gently bully people he enjoys being around. It never goes beyond light teasing, promise.

Long-distance admittedly makes Cobra a bit softer than he might be if you were consistently around. When he finds you out of the blue one day, you'll usually find something unique or rare pressed into your hand--souvenirs collected from his travels or fights, just to make sure you don't forget about him and have something from him around while he's gone. His ability to hear thoughts comes in handy here, because he'll frequently show up with something he heard that you needed or wanted but didn't say.

He's an attention whore. He likes feeling cool, he likes feeling like you're ecstatic to see him, he likes feeling like you're into him. That cocky grin being fed is a very good way to make him like you.

Please talk about snakes with him. Yeah, yeah, we joke, but Cobra really does know a lot of snake material and enjoys studying them and chatting about them.

Cobra touches you a lot. He's always got an arm around your waist, if you're walking next to him, or fingers brushing through your hair. It's never too intimate--he doesn't like holding hands, or hugging, he just likes to have little moments where he's touching for the sensation of it.

Cobra is also jealous as hell. He very much enjoys the idea of other people being jealous just seeing you with him, but he also turns on a dime and gets cold if a guy or even a girl tries to put the moves on you. Cobra will casually chokeslam a dude that's getting too friendly with his girl, especially if he's causing her any distress.

Cobra will take notice of small changes or accessories, like earrings or hair pins or if you did a cool pattern with your nails that day, and will often compliment them. He's not exactly in touch with his feminine side, but he knows how to interact with yours.

He has a thing for a girl in tube top or tank top. Don't ask me why, he just does. Something about women's shoulders and arms being free. High heels? Only if they double as murder weapons.

Post-Nirvana Incident Cobra:

It's....rough.

Getting together with Cobra is difficult; if you didn't know each other beforehand, he's not exactly looking for a relationship, and even if you were 'his girl' before he got arrested, odds are you were not permitted to see him in prison and he didn't presume that anyone was going to wait 7 years for him.

Insecurities and jealousy and bad control of his emotions runs rampant. He's ill-tempered, generally unhappy, and requires a lot of patience.

Cobra responds much worse to "pretty" now than he used to; he does not like the idea of dating someone who looks put-together and fashionable. On the bright side, you don't have to curl or straighten your hair or have nice clothes. In fact, unkempt or dirtied-up, especially from fighting, goes over much better with him.

Don't try to heal him. Cobra does not want to be better or fixed and "I can fix him" will emphatically make him respond by being worse. Gentleness is welcome, practically necessary given he's like a wounded animal and a snake poised to strike at all times should anything get too close, but he will resent the idea that the things he feels--anger, resentment, loss--are problems he needs fixed.

You have to be comfortable with silence. Cobra hears so much already, he often doesn't feel like adding to the noise with his own voice or anyone else's.

Touching him often results in distance, with him jerking away or actively avoiding it. Every once in a while, though, the old Cobra shines through just a bit, and sometimes--usually when he silently feels like he'll die if he doesn't have someone nearby--he'll pull you into his arms.

NS/FW section because Cobra deserves it:

S*x is rough. That's one thing that doesn't change inbetween time periods--Cobra f/cks to make a point. The more claw marks you leave on his back, the prouder of it he is.

Post-Nirvana, intimacy is at an all time low. He doesn't even kiss you unless he's trying to f/ck you, and sometimes not even then. However, if he can work enough energy out and get tired, you may get some sleepy cuddles out of him after the act.

Cobra rarely gets fully naked, as he's somewhat insecure (very insecure post-Nirvana) about his body, even without taking all the scars into consideration. He will much appreciate positive attention on his body.

He loves a good b/owj*b. It will put a very wide smile on his face.

Don't talk during s*x. Cobra does not want to hear any chatter during the act, he just wants to hear moans and screams, that's it. If you can still form coherent sentences, he's not doing it right.

[thedivineflowers]

HII!! My first time requesting so I feel a little silly, I love your works and as a former middle schooler I love thinking of these silly dudes as my brothers and I can imagine it really well through your writing and your humor is just like mine! In your parental terms fic I read Azul offer us a job at Mostro lounge and I honestly wanna know the daily activities and goofiness that happens on our work shifts😭 feel free to decline this I can’t wait for you deuces mom fic!<3🙈

Ofc ofc and I won't decline this masterpiece bb.

School night:

Clocking in at work:

When you clock in at work you gotta be early and then go to Azul's VIP room so you can tell him about the bitch who stole your test answers and eat your snack.

If you don't clock in at the right time you will be called and texted multiple times and hunted down by the twins who are just as worried about you as Azul.

When you're done with your snack you go change into your work uniform which is the dorm uniform but you have a lounge pin on your bowtie which has a tracker so Azul can keep an eye on you. And you also get your own version of Azul's coat because I know it's cold as fuck in that damn lounge.

Near beginning of shift:

If at any point you have to take a break not even one madol will be taken off your payment no matter how long your break is.

And ofc you goof off and you're allowed to be mean to the customers.

"Hey, I wanted clams not crabs!" A customer shouted at you. "AND I WANTED A SEA PONY, LIFE AINT FAIR." You shouted at the customer and threw a knife and fork on their plate.

You and Floyd are allowed to throw people out of the Lounge and you two mostly throw people out together.

You hold the person by their hands and Floyd holds them by their feet. You start swinging the person towards the opened lounge doors. "One..." You started "Two..." Floyd said "THREE!!" You both shouted at the same time and threw the ex customer out and closed the door with a satisfied sigh.

And sometimes if you can or want to Azul would host shows for you to entertain the audience and get more Madol 😈😈😈. And to make the school fear you. 🧍‍♂️

Middle of shift:

At this time you get a thirty minute break. You mostly get your breaks with the twins so they mostly take you to go feed the sea animals and try to help you with your homework if you have any. Or if you have nothing to do you go bother the other workers and scare them. More than half of them bitches are scared of your feral ass so you just gotta do some oogly boogly shit and theyll be saying sorry.

When your break ends you have to go back to work. But you are left in charge of the lounge when Jade and Floyd have to go observe a deal with Azul. So you mostly have customers complain to you while the twins are away and you get this time to mess with them if it's something stupid.

And most of the time is stuff about how they did not like the food when they just wanted to not pay for their food. They say this while they're paying and then demand a whole ass refund so you go into the secret monopoly money stash and give it to them saying it's limited edition madol. 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

And sometimes Azul himself will come in to see how things are doing and will chat with the guests but he's just watching and making sure that you're alright and don't need a break cause dawg you're a fucking kid working a whole ass job trying to get paid more than what Crowley gives you and you got all this stuff to do bro you couldn't even enjoy being a kid anymore when you first met the old ass man😔 😒.

Near the end of the shift:

At this time it's when the lounge starts closing up and people start leaving and this means extra money and coins to snatch 😈😈. You find about 500 madol lying around throughout the lounge and Azul says you can keep it most of the time.

And around this time Azul has you eat your dinner and calm down after working and you change out of your uniform right when the clock hits 9 (idfk so ima take a guess and say nine through ten at night). And when Azul makes sure your homework is completed and correct you'd be allowed to do whatever.

And sometimes it's too late to be walking out by yourself so Azul and the twins have you sleep in your own dorm room over there and if Grims with you he has his own bed and blankets next to yours. (It was demanded that the cat gets a bed by you or else you'd go bat shit around Azul's office. 🧍‍♂️) and you have your own matching pajama set that's similar to Azul so after you're done getting ready for bed you'd go in Azul's office sometimes to keep him company and drag him to his room because his eyebags look this close to being able to hold a whole fucking Walmart.

Weekend:

Clocking in:

It's morning time and you're ass is waking up at fucking 10 in the morning because you slept at 4 and almost pulled an all nighter.

You have to go to Azul's office when you wake up or else Azul will give you the day off to sleep and gaggle around.

And when you finish eating your breakfast and waking up you get to change into your uniform and choose what you want to do, paper work, keeping Azul company, or working with the twins.

You still get paid so 💃.

But sometimes Azul will have you turn into a merfolk by drinking a potion and you get to swim around the aquarium and spook the customers.

Middle of shift:

You get your break and your lunch to eat and it's free because you were able to say hello to Lucious the other day during the animal speech class.

And after that you get to do whatever you want or you could go and observe one of Azul's contract agreements thingies with the twins.

And if they try to like swing at Azul you get to go batshit and drag them outside while Azul cleans up his office for his next contract.

Near end of shift:

This time it's a little later which is 10 at night and you all clean up yiddy yadda but you get more extra change because you performed earlier.

Then you get to change out of your uniform once Azul tells you and you immediately have to take a shower then get ready for bed because you don't know when you're gonna sleep.

And obviously have no homework (🤮🤮 EEWWWWW) so you get stay up worh Azul and the twins watching national geographic, cooking shows, extreme cheapskates, boxing matches or basketball games. One of those. And you all end up sleeping on the couch in your room where the TV is (you're fucking spoiled) and sometimes you all would just sit around and gossip but no one knows what goes on in your room but the lights are always on until morning 😨. So far Floyd has taught you how to give a hug bigger than his 🤗. You've sent three people to the infirmary in less than two hours in school.

You obviously stay over because no one wants to go out that fucking late unless you're getting paid to go and rock someones shit 😒.

YEYEYEYEYEYEYYEY

I LOVE THOS SM JWHWBWJWJWJWM

Anyways I hope you like it. I know i was like kinda late I'm still working on the other ones so def look forward to those 😘😘😘

[coredrill]

perhaps my most insane collection of brvn thots yet

do we think lulu is from the moon. i think this for three reasons. one: when she told superbia she was going to ride him the moon was quite large and prominent in the shot. symbolism. two: when she got her fancy hairdo, she had two little buns that looked like moons. three: “lulu” could come from “luna” the same way it could come from the first syllable of smith’s name. why would she become spanish? don’t worry abt it. also if she’s from there then maybe the “final battle” which obari allegedly said would take place in an unexpected location will indeed be on the moon (pls dont ask for a source on this bc i don’t think i could find it again but it was one of the like. EARLY early interviews iirc. or it was just a rumor. this part of the post is a joke anyways LMAO). however this IS a super robot show so i feel like the moon in general is actually a more expected location for me than like. idk. cleveland

everyone pointing out the animation differences maybe indicating different timelines is so funny to me cause like. if it’s NOT intentional, the fans are putting together a list of fixes to make for the bluray on a silver platter LMAO. also god i hope we get a western bluray release, i honestly am considering getting the jp one if it somehow winds up w eng subs though just cause i know it’s such a long shot for CRUNCHYROLL of all motherfuckers to put one together 🥲 discotek ur our only hope………………

i keep thinking abt the like. pacing of the previous fight scenes being reused in ep9 in such a smart way…………like with smith/lulu v superbia - isami/bravern v cupiridas AND with smith/lulu v knuth - isami/bravern v pessimism/vanitas they kept doing the quick jumps between each of the two fights in a way that made it clear that isami and smith were in conversation even if they were doing completely different shit, and then bringing that completely to the forefront this ep while isami is asking smith why he died and at the same time smith is refusing to die bc of his promise with isami. BLEW MY FUCKIN MIND to see the pattern reused like that, i swear to GOD everyone talks about how fun and hype this show is but it’s so damn GOOD too 😭😭 and then after that the fuckin. symmetrical docking ass cut and then later the gattai which has been held off for SO long bc they are no longer separate conversations. JESUS

called my shots too early tho w smith not melting ppl’s minds in a kaworu manner where they convolute the story x1000 to try to make him seem straight 😭 congrats white boy, your days are numbered until ppl start saying you love isami like he’s your pet dog……….also in a related fashion the giant naked smith fanarts are taking me out LMAO

you can tell idk shit abt fuck when it comes to time travel fuckery cause i rly am just here like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ atp LMAO, the serious theorizing is GONE. i trust the show to finish out in a satisfying manner and also in a way that my pea brain can understand and i’m rly looking forward to savouring these last 3 episodes :] and then rewatching the whole thing from the beginning once the remaining twists have been revealed and i Know :3 like not to get way too sentimental w 3 whole episodes left but we are so lucky to be following this story in real time you guys 😭 like i’m just gonna put the same post i made back after episode ONE here cause it’s true but times a million with what we’ve seen so far, truly this is such a special experience to have and i’m so glad this show waited until i got into mecha to get made so that i could like. Understand it yknow. anyways good for january 14 2024 version of me, you are so excited andyet still have NO idea the kind of treat you are in for 😭

“lewis” jumpscare tho omg. i forgot it took me like a week to figure out what the hell was goin on with all the characters first and last names LMAO. anyways everybody go look at sumiisa sekiha love love tenkyouken right now i am no longer asking

[glitter50000]

I hope you enjoy reading ABOSAS!! I am ready to write essays on Snow. I am also ready to fist fight anyone who tries to babygirlify the young version of him… as usual 🤺👊

Thanks! I’m having a lot of fun with it and I haven’t even finished it yet. (Spoilers below if you haven’t read it just in case)

-First off there’s the environment, like it’s already bad reading on how fucked up the districts are treated from Katniss’s POV because she’s from the districts herself but reading it from The Capitol’s perspective is just so jarring. Like it just hit me reading it on how many of the Capitol view the districts as like playthings or circus animals. Coriolanus was waiting for Lucy and the others and he saw a train come by and from the design he thinks that’s just cargo until he hears a cough from it. They literally put the tributes in a monkey house in the zoo. -Also not to be like “eat the rich” because obviously it was very bad for the citizens in the Capitol when they got bombed by the rebels as it shows that with war no one really wins and everyone gets caught in the crossfire, but its something about how Coriolanus’s grandma had apparently never touched a stove in her life and he had to learn cause their cook died in the war. How the Capitol got so desperate during that time some resorted to cannibalism. How Coriolanus still ate cabbage on fine china. I dunno just little stuff that makes me realized like “oh these ppl are so rich” you know??

-Oh my god and Coriolanus is so fun to read. I mean I knew going in that he probably wasn’t going to be a good person but I was on the first page and I’m like “damn he’s cold.” Like just how he’s always thinking of how to best present himself to other people. The things like taking a swig of posca to get rid of the cabbage breath, how he was thankful for the rose on his shirt to get rid of the potato and marigold smell. Him pretending to not realize what kind of cuffs he had on his shirt and saying how it “reminded him of a maid’s bathroom” giving the image that he is someone who still is rich enough to have a maid when really they were stolen from someone else’s maid bathroom and they actually aren’t that rich at all. Just all the little things are so fun to me. Also his inner monologue is so entertaining sometimes I was thinking “damn he’s such a bitch” like I’m gonna highlight some of my favorite parts here:

•He thought of people putting a price on her. With her long, pointed nose and skinny body, Tigris was no great beauty, but she had a sweetness, a vulnerability that invited abuse. She would find takers, if she had a mind to. The idea made him feel sick and helpless and, consequently, disgusted with himself.

•Sejanus had arrived on the school playground ten years ago, a shy, sensitive boy cautiously surveying the other children with a pair of soulful brown eyes much too large for his strained face. When word had gotten out that he’d come from the districts, Coriolanus’s first impulse had been to join his classmates’ campaign to make the new kid’s life a living hell. On further reflection, he’d ignored him. If the other Capitol children took this to mean that baiting the district brat was beneath him, Sejanus took it as decency. Neither take was quite accurate, but both reinforced the image of Coriolanus as a class act.

•“That’s a fine polish job,” Coriolanus replied. Sejanus tensed at the implication that he was, what, a suck-up? A lackey? Coriolanus let it build a moment before he diffused it. “I should know. I do all Satyria’s wine goblets.”

 Sejanus relaxed at that. “Really?”

 “No, not really. But only because she hasn’t thought of it,” said Coriolanus, seesawing between disdain and camaraderie.

• Coriolanus tried to tamp down the panic rising inside him. A new law. Instating a tax on his apartment. For how much? As it was, they barely eked out a living on Tigris’s pittance, the tiny military pension his grandmother received for her husband’s service to Panem, and his own dependent benefits as the child of a slain war hero, which would cease on graduation. If they couldn’t pay the taxes, would they lose the apartment? It was all they had. Selling the place would be of no help; he knew his grandmother had borrowed every cent on it she could. If they sold, there would be next to nothing left. They would have to move to some obscure neighborhood and join the grimy ranks of everyday citizens, without status, without influence, without dignity. The disgrace would kill his grandmother. It would be kinder to toss her out the window of the penthouse. At least that would be quick.

  “You all right?” Sejanus peered at him, puzzled. “You just went white as a sheet.”

  Coriolanus regained his composure. “I think it’s the posca. Turns my stomach.”

  “Yeah,” Sejanus agreed. “Ma was always forcing it down me during the war.”

  Ma? Was Coriolanus’s place about to be usurped by someone who referred to his mother as “Ma”? The cabbage and posca threatened to make a reappearance. He took a deep breath and forced his stomach to hang on to it, resenting Sejanus more than he had since the well-fed district boy with the cloddish accent first wandered up to him, clutching a bag of gumdrops.

(I was gonna highlight more but it was gonna get so long lol)

-See but there’s also moments where like we do get humanizing moments and I like the balance. Like when he misses his mom and still has her powder compact, when he realized that Lucy probably wouldn’t see her family ever again, how he felt uncomfortable hearing Sejanus hate being a mentor and the hunger games cause Coriolanus reveled in this position. I dunno stuff like that I haven’t finished it yet though

-Also when Coriolanus whispered “don’t cry” quietly to Lucy and then caught himself I was like “uh oh :)” like that probably isn’t going to end well

- I know I haven’t finished it yet but Sejanus is the best boy please don’t argue with me on this

Anyway this book is very good and i’m excited for the movie!!

[sabbathbloodysabbeth]

Bark at the Moon

Chapter 3

Summary: Without much thought for his own safety Eddie finds himself stuck in the middle of the woods while a bad snow storm hits hawkins. Little does he know that his saving grace comes from a wolf that should not be understanding what he is saying right now. Along with the first day of school, strange questions, and a sick Chrissy, Eddie is starting to realize that a lot more action has been taking place and what ever is causing it is tossing him in the middle of it. Also? Did I mention Wayne Munson breaks a guys nose?

Full fic on Ao3

Protector of the Night; December something 2022

Eddies feet were frozen, but he keeps forcing himself forward. He was in dire need of those stupid berries. The tiny red ones that he could mash up and use as paint. A light watered down version but still useful to him. He was still currently in the process of saving up for new paint, even though he's confident Wayne got him a new set for Christmas. Unlike previous years Eddie did promise not to snoop around the trailer, which he had obviously broken and Wayne seemed to have gotten smarter to his antics and his present somewhere else. The holiday was only a few weeks away and if he waited that long to finish this project then he would never finish the damn thing. That and it was due in two days for his class. He had completely forgotten about it up until he randomly decided he wanted to go on a walk in the middle of the woods. (Not a smart decision)

Now if you knew Eddie for just five seconds, barely even that long you would know that everything he did was a last minute decision. Something that he has been scolded for numerous times by his Uncle. Who has walked in on his nephew doing some form of body modification without any rash decision behind it one to many times (At that thought Eddie chuckles to himself, rubbing at the bats that was on his forearm) or the time he nearly cut all of his hair off just because he couldn't find a hair tie in the middle of the summer. The boy was normally logical in a lot of areas but being rational wasn't in his books. Plus a lot of things he did ran off from his emotions.

After a while of walking his eyes finally land on a tiny bush covered in snow. Though still poking out of the white branches were the exact berries he needed. He didn't know the name for them or what they were for, all he knew was they weren't edible. He learned the hard way. He eagerly moves over from the small path he had been walking on, humming to himself he claps his hands excitedly as he pulls out a plastic sandwich bag that still had some crumbs at the bottom of it. Careful not to rip it, he opens the bag and proceeds to dump out the breadcrumbs into the snow. Not wanting them to get mixed up with the berries. He also didn't feel bad for loitering, some animal would most likely come and snack on the very few crumbs that stuck to the top of the snow. After all it was just bread. Then when he decides that it was cleaned out enough he begins to pick berries taking his time to look at each one. Not wanting to accidentally pick one with some creepy bug inside. His paint would not look good if it had squished up bugs in it.

He was used to doing this by now without the worry of anything around him, so when his hair starts to stick up off his arms and the back of his neck he was a bit concerned. Glancing around he follows his bodies instincts, now feeling like he was being watched. After a minute of glancing around the woods, and seeing nothing in the surrounding area he shakes his head and begins to ignore his gut. Feeling like on of those idiots from a horror movie. He then lets a breathe out nearly going cross eyed as he watches his breathe go up into his face. Relaxing a bit when he realizes he was being paranoid, which is how he begins to hum a random Black Sabbath song instead of keeping an ear out for his surroundings. No animal ever got close to you in these woods, most times they would hear you and take off before you could see them.

A few more minutes pass and he finally has half the bag full. Weighing it in the palm of his hand he holds it up to the light and makes a further inspection. It would hopefully be enough to hold him over, or to finish this art project. Then bringing it back down he begins to make sure the bags sealed before putting it in his coat pocket. Patting it a little to make sure it will stay before standing up with a slight shiver. His breathing was a bit labored from the cold and his hands had started to grow pink from touching so much snow. Moving them carefully up to his mouth he begins to revive his fingers, that were hard to move from how cold they were. He should have brought gloves out.He really needed to get warmer clothes in general, but for now he moves and struggles to zip up the leather coat in hopes of regaining some heat from the old thing. How his Uncle wore it twenty years before him was beyond him. Then again it had been newer then and not so difficult to work with like it was now. He had stolen it from his Uncle a couple of years ago and never really returned it. Not like Wayne minded, it had been a while since he properly wore it.

Eddie turns on his heel, leaving his hands near his mouth to breathe into them. Slowly walking the way he came. Quickly looking down at his watch he estimates that it took him fifteen minutes to get out here. If he kept the pace up he would be back to the trailer before his Uncle even realized he was gone. Whistling to himself he starts to walk again, lost in his thoughts. Not paying attention to where he was going. Just sticking to the trail of shoe prints that he had created on his way out here. A part of him appreciating the silent nature around him while the other side of him wanted to get home as fast as possible so he could warm up.

He feels and smells the air change fast as clouds started to form above the sky. As if the weather couldn't decide if it wanted to rain or snow. Maybe a mixture or both. The smell of something misty hit him and he starts to grow concerned about getting to shelter. The worst thing that possibly could happen to him was getting stuck in the middle of the woods in a middle of a snow or hail storm. When snow came down closer into town, you could see barely when going down the roads while snow was being carried all over into the woods. Not the path of what was in front of you being concealed by not only snow but trees due to the area not being open. The second worst thing was the fact that if he even got a teeny bit wet or cold, the clothing he was wearing was not going to stop anything.

I'm reaction, he starts to run a bit awkwardly down the path, careful of the random sticks and rocks that snuck out. Feeling like he was in some dramatic show. Groaning loudly, not caring what heard him he comes to the realization that he was not going to make it home without being soaking wet. Though this doesn't stop him from nearly sprinting even harder, which is immediately regretted as he has to stop after a second to keep his lungs from being coughed up. Beads of sweat going down his forehead and the inside of his shirt, feeling over heated even though he was in the cold. Though standing still, or hovering still for a few minutes the air starts to nip at him again. Causing his body to shake and teeth to shatter as he tries to regain the ability to breathe again.

Hands on his knees and crouched forward is how hes notices the white wolf watching him from the trees off to his right. She was gorgeous. All of the process he had made when trying to breathe normally again goes out the window. All of the air gets stuck in his throat, causing his lungs to burn even more then what they had been. He freezes up literally as his brain finally reboots itself trying to think of the smart way to handle this. This was not his territory, he was currently in hers he reminds himself. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do. Not move right? Stay as still as possible? He really should have paid more attention to the discovery channel growing up so that he didn't make this gorgeous animal think he was trying to hurt her.

The animal creeps forward, her ears down as if she was just as scared about seeing him as he was to see her. His eyes catch the sight of her tail in between her back legs and his assumption is correct. The closer she moves, the more her snout twitches. As if she smelt him all the way over there. She probably did. His heart is beating fast in his throat, and hes in the same spot he was in before when the clouds open up and start to pour snow on both of them. (He isn't sure if clouds actually open up to pour snow) It only takes two seconds for him to be unable to see what was in front of him or even next to him. It was startling how fast a white curtain was put up between the two of them. He wonders if she can see him through it. Glancing down at himself he wouldn't be to shocked, he was wearing almost all black. He stuck out like a sore thumb in the middle of all white.

He's freezing and shaking as he forces himself to move his limbs, if he didn't he wouldn't only be metaphorically frozen but literally as well. He's unable to see the wolf with the amount of white that was now surrounding him, all he hopes is that he spooked her and she ran the opposite direction he was going now. If not then the snow was going to be the least of his worries. Which was definitely not good for him in anyway.

The longer he walks the more snow he can feel going into the back of his coat, sticking to his curls and covering his hands that were held up close to his eyes. In the process of trying to keep snow from going into his eyes he was now putting his fingers and hands at risk. That were now going a even more bright pink colors His heart is still beating rappidly, the tips of his fingers are beginning to ache from the cold biting at them and his teeth were chattering together even harder to the point he was worried about chipping a tooth. He really doesn't know where he was going. He hoped he was still going straight.

He whines as a gust of wind hits him. He's shaking as he has to stop and plant his feet so he doesn't get knocked over. His hair was being whipped behind him as he scrunched his face up. He can't see himself but he already knows his face was bright red from the cold. If he doesn't die out here, he knows that his Uncle would kill him. He shakes even more as he squints catching movement from the corner of his eye. He doesn't have to search to see what it was for long. Not to be the guy to make movie references in the middle of a life or death situation but Eddie feels like Sully and Mike Wazowski in that one snow scene where they were facing the abominable snowman for the first time.

His body is filled with fear once again as he catches the blur again, causing him to freeze in his tracks before his eyes squint a bit looking forward again. The wolf that has been near him before was now in front of him. Less then a few feet away and he was about to make those yellow snow cones in a second for how freaked out he was. The state off isn't as intense as before but it was still tense as she glares a hole into him. Before she's moving out of his sight again. He takes a hesitant step forward before he's jumping startled as he feels a soft bump against his leg again. He felt like he was in the middle of the ocean and a shark just touched his leg out of nowhere. He's never been in large amounts of water only because of that fear, and this situation was not helping him feel any better.

After a moment of him being a deer in headlights the head bump against his leg was harder, and he's being pushed to the side a bit. Now he maybe dumb but he wasn't that dumb to not catch onto what she was trying to do. Without thinking he starts to stumble in the direction. For a second testing what would happen if he didn't listen, earning a small yip from the back of her throat that convinced him to listen to her. Giving into his emotions, he was too scared to think logically which was how he found himself being herded into a sheltered area he didn't know even existed. Then again, the woods ran for acres and there was no way of him knowing everything that was hidden in the trees.

His brain catches up to him as he realizes that this animal just let him to a small little sheltered off area. That looked like it had been made in a similar fashion as a tent but due to it being a large tarp it wasn't completely closed off to the rest of the world. Once again it wasn't the best, but it was better than sitting outside under the snow. It wasn't the worst place Eddie's been in, he's found himself in rockier places then this and he wasn't going to deny a place to stay. He would be a moron to do so. Though another part of him felt stupid for listening to a literal creature that could tear him apart if it so pleased. Honestly at this point he was more then willing to just allow his brain to shut off as he climbs into the area. Quickly moving his eyes around to make sure he wasn't walking in on a homeless person, for all he knew was super violent. Though once again go his luck that wasn't the case. The area looked empty, but not entirely unused.

Someone had obviously been living here before he got here. Who specifically was unknown. It looked like they hadn't been here for a couple of days, which was a bit of a relief to him. Maybe the wolf had scared them off to go into town. But if they were homeless they would most likely be going to the bridge, which meant that they were most likely picked up by an officer and taken in from the cold. But that were all assumptions. For now, he was very fucking grateful to whoever just upped and left this behind. The more he looks the more he realizes how sloppily the shelter had been made, obvious that the person didn't have much experience. The tarp that was above his head was loosely pinned to a tree, but Eddie wasn't too worried about it flying away. His arms were now across himself trying to save body heat as the very few survival instincts he has kicks in.

His eyes glance back to the wolf after a moment as the reality of the situation hits him. Currently, right in front of him was a huge wolf who had just gotten him out from the snow. This has been the closest he has ever been to an animal like this. It was nerve wracking. Though he was very intrigued as the same animal seemed way smarter then all of the other creatures he's interacted with. The raccoons outside of his trailer he would constantly have to help get out of trash can numerous times a week, and even a stray cat the lived in the area wasn't this smart. Constantly getting stuck under someones trailer and having to be pulled out by the owner.

Now seemed like better then never to take his hero in. Her eyes were a dark brown and if he didn't know what a wolf looked like she would have been easily confused for a bigger husky. He doesn't move his eyes away from her, not sure whether or not she wanted to keep him for a snack. Which seemed unlikely as she moves forward, walking slowly as she joins him under the tented area. Still somehow more afraid of him then he was of her.

The closer she got the more details he could see. Such as the huge cut on the side of her face that slightly wrapped itself onto her nose. Now he wasn't good with human emotions so god only knows how well he could read a wolves, but hes quick to assume that she was relaxed. Which was a good sign, for his sake anyway. The more he stares the more he feels about just calling her 'the wild' he's tempted to give her a name but he doesn't know what to call her. Like one of his hero NPC's he has no idea what name fit her. Though he knew that it did name her he would grow attached, which meant getting his ass chewed out by his Uncle who has scolded him numerous times for naming the stray animals near the trailer. But it didn't feel right not giving her a name after all that's she done for him. Normally he would talk to the animals near his trailer and see their reactions to give a name, but right now he didn't want to use his voice and accidentally spook her. Every gust of win that hit the tarp harder then the last was causing her to nearly jump in the air, he could only imagine what his obnoxious voice would do.

He's to focused on her body to notice that his was shaking pretty bad. Though like him, it seemed as if she had been looking him up and down just as much as he had been with her. He's guessing she comes to a good decision about him when she flops down in the dirt. Laying her head on her paws and staring a hole into him. He lets a sigh of releif go, watching it literally float up into the air. Glad to see that she barely even flinches at the noises he makes. He quickly decides that he was now as safe as he could be before glancing around the area once more. In hopes that he didn't miss anything, which he had. In what could be considered the corner of the area was a small had made bed. With no cushion, only a blanket and a pillow.

The area was barely able to fit him and this wolf, so it was hard to move without nearly kicking her in the face. He wanted to grab the blanket knowing that the cover of it would be better then nothing. He reaches out and gets a good hold of the cloth before he's starting to shake it out a bit wary about something being in it. Such as a needle. The short amount of time that he had been homeless in the city with his father had burnt a hesitancy in his brain about using random blankets without checking them first. Which would be all he needed, to get pricked with a needle and catch some disease.

After a moment of squirming around he pulls the blanket closer to himself. Doing another once over before he's pulling it over his body. Not bothering with the pillow, not wanting to catch lice again and have to buzz his head. Now that he knew that the materials he was working with were safe he comes up with a plan of staying warm. Pausing for a moment to think. Ignoring the animal next to him just for a second before scrunching his eyebrows together. He quickly decides the only way to get himself to warm up is to curl up into a ball. Which he does almost immediately after that thought, making eye contact with the Wolf in the process.

He can't help himself and smiles as friendly as possible towards the other. Already growing a bit attached to her but no matter what he did he will not be giving her a name. No matter how much it killed him to just called her Snow or some basic name like that. Instead of over thinking he tries to let his thoughts wander to anything else in hopes to make the time pass by faster. Which isn't too hard to do as he was worried about his Uncle, who had to drive from the shop to the trailer in the middle of this. And the more he thought the more worried he was.

Of course Eddie hadn't thought too hard about what he was doing before taking a single step into the woods. Steve Harrington was currently missing and he was doing something stupid that could very much end up with him getting lost. God only knows what his Uncle was thinking right now, if he has even made it home. Eddie knew that when Wayne did get home he was going to freak out harder then what he normally would. Between the snow storm and Steve missing that was a double whammy that would lead to Eddie getting his ass chewed out or Wayne having a heart attack. Which was why he was currently more worried about his Uncle then himself. Even though he was the one currently freezing his ass off in the middle of the woods. Not only was Eddie very worried about the idea of Wayne driving on the roads. (He knew he wouldn't get in an accident in the middle of a blizzard but the worry was still there.) He was worried that his Uncle would gather a search party, and if Eddie didn't die from hypothermia he was going to die from embarrassment.

Like earlier he moves his hands back up to his mouth. Blowing warm air out into them in hopes that it would get them to warm up. It was starting to get more difficult to sustain warmth as he gives in and wraps the blanket he had found tighter around him instead of having it loosely draped over his body. He's so cold that he doesn't even care what the animal in front of him was doing. Though he was still watching her, there was nothing else he could really do besides stare at her. His eyes watching her every move before she stands carefully slowly walking over the few inches between them and flopping down on top of him.

Causing him to yelp from the body weight and shock of having what was supposed to be a feral animal on top of him, but shit. She was a lot warmer then him and he was willing to take whatever heat he could possibly take. For a second he hesitates as he moves a little to get a bit more comfortable. Taking a moment before he gives in and wraps his hands around her feeling her damp fur with little clumps of snow in random places. His hands shake with anxiety and from the cold as he digs his fingers in more, chasing the warmth that was thawing them out. His breathing picking up a little as he whimpers a little when she moves off from him. Tempted to pull her close and not let her leave, afraid that she was leaving him. But quickly relaxes as she moves laying down on her side, face looking out of the small shelter.

There was nowhere else that his face could possibly go besides the nape of her neck. Nose scrunching up at the smell as he gags a little, unable to help himself. But willing to get used to the stench to stay warm. He hesitates again before he is wrapping his arm around her middle. Hand gently laying on her stomach. Feeling his body gaining warmth, with the exception of his back being a little cold. He sighs as he speaks without thought, "thank you." He says. Voice raspy and cracking, speaking for the first time. And he swears she makes a noise in response as in a way to say 'your welcome'. Her tail starting to wag against him, hitting him in the leg a few times. The cold was making him lose his mind. That was it. The Wolf was not responding to what he was doing, he was simply making it all up in his head. His imagination getting the better of him.

Eddie was still shaking a bit as he carefully starts to pet her, rubbing her stomach in appreciation. Laughing a little when he scratches in a spot causing her leg to kick back and hit him. She was like a oversized dog. After a few more moments the exhaustion starts to kick in and he slowly starts to fall asleep. With his own personal heater he wasn't shocked that he falls asleep wrapped around her.

When he wakes up its much later, and he's a little surprised by the animal still pressing next to him. That and by the amount of fur that made it down his throat causing him to gag a little. Lifting up his head from where he laid eye observes that there was no light. It was pitch black and he can't help but shiver, not from the cold but at the thought of what could possibly be out there. Though he shouldn't be to afraid. He has his own personal guard dog right with him. Hopefully she was willing to protect him from other animals like she had been with the cold.

He frowns as he moves to sit up more, startled when his pillow starts to move. Yelping out loudly, he nearly pulls the make shift tent down on the both of them. The animal lets a high pitched whine as she gets up, stretching with a a loud yawn. Watching him as if none of this wasn't completely abnormal to her. He doesn't know why he acted so surprised by her moving but it did startle him. She hadn't moved once in his sleep, or else he would have woken up from it.

"How are you so normal about this? Do you have other humans?" Eddie rambles out without thinking. With it being so dark he could barely make out the glint of her eyes. He's being dramatic and when he was scared or uncomfortable he made jokes. Even if they were made at the wrong place, wrong time. "Are you cheating on me?" He says in a higher pitch voice, purposely cracking it. Laughing a bit, he was really losing his mind. Though after a moment he just stays crouched as he takes his hands that were starting to shake again and groan loudly into them.

He really needed to get home and fast.

After a moment he moves crawling out from where he had been laying. Pushing past the animal. If she was going to eat him she would have done that when he was sleeping. His knees and hands were met by the snow and he was groaning some more. Shivering as he feels the cold wind hitting him again. Wiping his snowy hands on his pants he squints his eyes, looking around the dark trying to see if he could figure out what direction he should go in. Though he really had no clue. His phone was left at home, lost on the floor somewhere. A common occurence for him, even when his uncle kept chewing him out for doing that especially with everything that was going on. Though he's sure if he had the electronic on him it would still be dead from the cold, and the lack of service would be no help.

He lets a loud shaky breath out before he begins to ramble out to the wolf, acting as if she could understand him. "You know, if I don't die out here my Uncle is going to kill me. He keeps telling me to not come out here by myself and to always have my phone on me so he can reach me. Those are literally his only rules and somehow I always end up messing it up." He laughs bitterly. Feeling the snowy creature leaning against his side. Sitting and looking up at him. She really was gorgeous. He wondered if he could convince Wayne to allow him to get a dog. Probably not.

"And now, I'm stuck in the middle of the woods with no phone! With Steve Harrington missing my Uncle has been a bit more tense about me going places without telling him and oh god this is definetly going to make things worst." Eddie rambles out. Throwing his hands up in the air as he stressfully tugs on his own curls for a second. Then huffs as he moves starting to walk forward. "Now I need to find my way home which is going to be a lot of fun." He bitterly says as he crosses his arms around himself. Once again he regrets not paying attention to the discovery channel.

After a few minutes of aimlessly walking, he feels teeth brushing up against his shin and hes jumping a bit startled. Pulling away, feeling and hearing his pant leg tearing under the wolves teeth. "Damn it, I just got these!" Eddie complains loudly. Stopping himself from moving, a little nervous that the wolf was going to turn on him. Though she acts like she was just hit with the way he raised his tone. Ears falling back with a soft whine as she back tracks to give him a little space, tail between her legs again. "Oh no, don't do that. I didn't mean to snap, you just startled me is all." He says gently. Putting his hands up in the air as if she was the one holding him at gunpoint. "Just you know... not used to wolves being nice to me and then all of a sudden biting at my pants." He chuckles softly.

He watches as her tail slowly picks back up, ears going back to a relaxed state. He was starting to believe that she really understood him. She then proceeds to move, this time gently putting her teeth against the leather of his jacket and pulls him to another direction. Before dropping the clothing and moving away from him. He checks the jacket, and realizes that she was so careful that there was no teeth marks left behind only saliva. He doesn't move, still confused as to what she was trying to get him to do.

She keeps walking in the direction she had tried pulling him in, and there was no way she was leading him back to his trailer right? After a few more few she stops and turns her head towards him. Not moving, and after a moment he finally catches on and starts to walk forward with a playful huff. Letting out a soft and amused, "so bossy." Before following her. After a few minutes of just walking he sighs and begins to kick the snow around, secretly praying for the first time in years that she was actually leading him home. He was really trusting her with his life right now, and it was very intimidating. As time passed he was starting to grow cold again, and he was having a difficult time seeing in the dark which meant he kept on hitting his foot on everything that stuck out in his path and nearly running into trees like a dumbass. His new friend and savior never leaves his side as they walk.

Soon enough their journey comes to a end as a familiar light is seen from the clearing. He gasps, dumbfounded that she actually took him home. He picks up his pace a little bit, unable to help himself. Excited for the warmth of his cabin and comfort of his bed. Though he gets five feet away from the last of the trees before the opening and he stops. Turning his head, about to thank the animal again to only see that she was now gone. Confusion written on his face he sighs. A little disappointed now as well. Before he's moving and starting to run up the path, seeing his Uncles truck in the drive way. Moving his way up the steps, the door opens faster then what he thinks it's ever been capable of doing before.

"Eddie?" Wayne's voice breaks a little, Eddie was so glad to hear it as he moves throwing himself in the others arms again. Already close to tears as he knows he almost just died. It was crazy to think about. If the wolf hadn't been out there with him he currently wouldn't be standing here right now. Shaking in the others mans arms and from all the emotions that he's been holding back. Everything goes by with a blur, his uncle pulling him in and quickly forcing him to change and be piled under a bunch of blankets. Holding the mug of his famous hot chocolate as both of them finally calm down a bit. Enough for Wayne to start on one of his infamous rants about the woods. Every word sticking with Eddie this time. Eyes never leaving him, agreeing with every single one. Not fighting back like he normally would which was probably why the rant only lasted five minutes.

As Wayne moves to the kitchen to start cooking Eddie something to eat, from the corner of the window barely visible Eddie catches sight of his wolf standing between the trees. Watching, as if she was protecting him still out in those woods. He smiles brightly seeing her, moving his hand and waving at her in hopes she understood what the gesture meant.

Later that night, as he goes into his room. Pulling out the berries that weee very squished now, he starts to get his paints out. Beginning to start his first painting on a canvas that he had gotten over a year ago that had been collecting dust in his corner. Starting the outline of a wolf, staring from the trees of the trailer park.

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Were you probed by Aliens? ; September 2023

Eddie stays leaned back in his van seat, feet pressed up on the dashboard of the van as he watches students greeting each other excitedly about the new year. He shouldn't be here. He should be graduated and states away from Hawkins Indiana. Yet here he was, sitting in his beat up van redoing senior year like a dumbass. Though he wasn't the only one who shouldn't be here right now. Across the parking lot, Steve Harrington seemed to be having the same realization as Eddie. His forehead is laying right down on his steering wheel, ignoring all of the eyes that were on him and his mustang, seemingly in existential dread. Or on his way to a existential crisis. Eddie's heart really goes out for the guy. It really does. But if this meant the attention was off from Eddie for once he'll gladly take it.

Pulling the cigeratte from his mouth he puts it out in his ashtray leaving it laying in the ash of past cigarettes. Sniffling a little as he does, trying to wake up for the day. Seven in the morning was way to early for one Eddie Munson to be out of his bed. It definitely went against the Munson Doctrine. Even his Uncle didn't get up this early in the morning to go to work. There should be a law that stated that Eddie shouldn't be up and out of bed before his Uncle.

In a attempt to wake up he turns SlipKnot up. Letting the guitars fill his ear drums and take the attention off Steve for a few seconds. His own personal thank you to the guy. Even if it meant that the bass of the song was moving through him in a way that made him grind his teeth, not enjoying the way the van vibrates with the song. His unplanned plan seems to work as everyones eyes move to the van for maybe ten seconds before they are going back to Steve who was now exiting his car. Pulling up his jeans before he adjusts his shirt, and starts his red carpet walk. Awkwardly smiling people as he walks in. To a few people he would even awkwardly wave to them.

The walk is smooth, and he acts like nothing was out of the ordinary. Steve Harrington was confident in the way he holds himself and it was very strange, compared to the last time Eddie had seen him. Watching the way the other doesn't even hesitate as his eyes meet Billy Hargrove's. Who's sitting in his camaro, lazily leaning his head out of the car with a annoyingly charming smile sent the kings way. From where Eddie was sitting he couldn't see much of the guy, but from what he had seen that morning when the other was yelling at Max to hurry up the guy looked a lot better then he had been for the past couple of weeks. Somehow he looked even scarier and more sturdier in how he carried himself. It was unfair how he came out of being deathly ill looking more attractive. And the asshole knew it.  Flaunting his chest out even more, if that was even possible for the guy to do.

After a moment Eddie pulls his attention away from what was happening ahead of him, quickly captivated by the favorite part of his song. Eddie playfully drums the rythm of the song on his lap, letting the song progress and finish before he's turning the radio off and jumping out of the vehicle. Stumbling on his feet a bit but he didn't mind. Not like anyone was watching. The game plan for today was to show up to every class at least five minutes late instead of twenty. The goal him and Chrissy had come up with the night before. It was a reasonable goal, truly but Eddie really didn't care about the stupid school. The only reason why he was even here was because his Uncle forced him to.

If Steve was confident and smooth with the way he carried himself into the school Eddie was the opposite. He was clumsy, stumbling over himself and his arms were a bit too awkward as he moves under Billy's eyes as well. He's flustered, and not the good kind. He didn't like being on douchbags radars and that was putting it lightly for the male in his obnoxiously gorgeous car. Thankfully he somehow graduated the year before and Hawkins High said good riddance.

"Munson," The way he says his last name makes his stomach twist in a bad way. He rolls his eyes and keeps walking. Simply ignoring him as he makes his way to his first class of the day. Not afraid to do so now as the other didn't really have much say on what happens in the school anymore. His reign of terror ending with flames when Steve returned.

Running a hand through his hair Eddie opens the front door and enters hell.

He did make it to every class on time, for the most part. It was only the first day and Eddie had a study hall and lunch back to back. Which meant he could easily slack off in the back of the large area for over an hour. Humming to himself he has his music blaring in his ears. If anyone were to talk to him he would be unable to hear them. He moves and plops himself in his normal spot. Throwing his feet up on the table, leaning the chair back on two feet as he hums to the song loudly. Fidgeting in one way or another as he scrolls through his phone. Chrissy had lunch next period so he would only have to hold out for forty five minutes, as much as he tried to convince her to skip she would not budge on her decision.

When the bell rings, announcing the end of the period and the warning for the next Eddie's music shuts off randomly. Groaning he gets irrationally agitated as he fights to try and turn his phone on. Realizing that it died after a few more minutes of fighting with it. Huffing he throws himself forward and slams his phone down on the table, pulling his headphones out. He wasn't normally agitated this easily but he really wanted to curl up and listen to Ozzy or Metallica. Maybe a bit of slipknot, korn and Iron Maiden tossed in the mix for a while longer. But no, he had forgotten to plug his phone in the night before which added onto the fact that he drained his battery fast when ever he did use it. Here he was now with no music or phone, though hopefully Chrissy would be coming soon to end his torture. The library was way to silent for his liking he needed something for background noise.

His head is dramaticlly placed on the table when he hears the chair across from him pulling backwards and someone sitting in front of him. "This table is taken." He groans. Not caring to look up already knowing that it wasn't Chrissy. Who always sat next to him, that and she would have been wrapped around him already just from the pathetic sight known as him. He also knew that whoever had the balls to sit next to him would probably lose their nerve at trying to befriend him rather quickly and leave him alone. That's how it normally worked. The success rate of making Eddie Munson your friend was sixty to one. Eddie was the one that had to make you his friend, collecting people like lost sheep and trusting his gut on who to chose. Chrissy was the only exception as she really did have a way with a metal heads heart. What could he say. He was a sucker for the blonde.

"Oh no... " The voice says sarcasticlly. "I can't come by and say hi to my fellow super senior twin." The voice is filled with amusement and Eddie hears the way their fingers start to tap at the table. Sending a thrumming rhythm to his head, not helping with the slight agitated bubble that was living in his chest right now. He was being irrational and a absolute dick but like most times, he doesn't care what other people think about him. It was kind of on brand for him, he was either very nice to the point you liked him or a huge twat who made people run away faster then their legs could carry them. He would like to think he was like Shrek, a man with many layers. But he's already had this conversation with Chrissy and she was convinced he was donkey.

A few seconds of silence pass before Eddie looks up with a bit of a squint. Prepared to chew whoever out before his cheeks go red from embarrassment when he realizes Steve Harrington was currently sitting across from him. Though he quickly acts unbothered as he laughs bitterly, "Oh how the mighty king has fallen, meeting the jester in secret where the kingdom can't see." His smile is sarcastic along with his tone, acting as if he was speaking in rhyme. Moving forward enough to where the table dug into his arms that were currently crossed over his chest in a closed of manner. He was miserable and unfairly taking it out on the other. He knew that, but in the moment he didn't care. He hated highschool with a passion and right in front of him was one of the people who had made high-school so miserable in the first place. Of course the voice in his head was telling him that Steve probably had it worst, but once again he just didn't give a fuck.

This doesn't stop Steve to dramatically gasp back at him with a loud "Oh my god." A tense smile popping up onto his face, his eyes growing dark and a little annoyed but he doesn't let the other effect him to much. Which was probably a rare ability that anyone held.

Steve obviously had much more control then Eddie, who's mouth was like a ticking time bomb. Like Eddie, Steve leans forward as well, their faces only a few inches away from each other now as he speaks lowly "I think the jester needs to find a different title. The crowd doesn't find him all that funny." He sasses back with ease. A challenging look in his eye, daring Eddie to fight back.

Leading into a stare before Eddie finally softens up as he recognizes he was being a douche in this situation. He was definitely being the hugest twat to Steve right now for no reason and if he feels a little guilty about it that was only for him to know.

He huffs a little, trying to still act tough as Steve's eyes land on his phone. "Phone die?" Steve asks amused, which only earns him a nod in response. Steve hums as he moves to stand up, leaving the table without a word. Returning a second later after he went to go talk to the librarian. Who happily let him borrow one of their extra android charges.

"Here, the desk normally has extra chargers." He comments. He runs a hand through his hair as he sits back down across from Eddie. It was growing a bit awkward between the two as Eddie smiles a bit tightly in response.

"So..." Steve says, dragging out the word like he had in the truck. "Are you having fun?" He asks sarcastically. His voice is soft, leaving it in a slight whisper. Eddie doesn't let himself think too much about how hot his voice was as he snorts.

"Not really." He says shaking his head. Moving and tossing his legs up on the table, careful to not hit his phone in the process. He pauses as he decides to toss the word back into the others face. "So... are you enjoying all of the eyes on you?" Eddie teases. The rumors were running rampant and it was honestly concerning with the amount of people currently talking about the boy in front of him. Its been months since the other returned home safe, and everyone was still talking about it like it was yesterday.

Steve laughs as he slouches in his chair a bit as he pauses for a second, a thinking look finding its way on his face as he processes his answer before giving it to Eddie. "No.. not one bit. Which is a bit weird. If you told me last year that I would have almost the entire state's attention I would have been thriving. But no... I hate it. I wish I could go to the grocery store and be able to buy a thing of bananas without someone coming over to 'help' me." He laughs gently, moving his hands up and making quotation marks with his fingers around the word help. "Though, I'm sure even you are probably just as curious as everyone else about the whole disappearing thing." Steve chuckles. His shoulders were now tense as the unspoken thing was finally brought up.

Eddie listens, the other was nothing like he had expected him to be and it was very strange to him. Possibly more strange then the actual disappearance of the guy "Well- i'm sure everyone will stop talking about it.... after a few years." he chuckles, smiling softly at the way Steve's scar stretches against his cheek as he smiles. "And I won't lie. I am a bit intrigued. But I remember how everyone reacted to me coming into town to live with my uncle, and from personal experience I don't want to be one of those people that I hated a lot back then." he hums. Crossing his arms over his chest a bit as he watches Steve carefully. Unsure whether or not he should be getting personal with this guy.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that." Steve chuckles shaking his head as he smiles, "You had a horrible buzzcut right? And performed something.. I can't remember what at the talent show." He seemed excited and proud that he could remember something that was so significantly smaller to him then Eddie.

"Hey! Don't crap all over my hair, mullet boy." Eddie sasses playfully. He moves a hand up to his hair, fiddling with his curls at the memory of them being gone.

"Not like I had a choice in that hair cut, my Dad thought it would make me look more like a boy." Steve laughs gently.

Eddies nose scrunches up a bit as he shakes his head. "Oh god, that was the exact same reason why mine buzzed my head as well." He huffs out, trying to hide his snort.

The conversation was easy to hold after that for a few minutes before silence falls on them again. Neither of them shared many common interests expect for some of the music they listened to. Eddie looks up at the clock as he groans realizing that they still had twenty minutes before the bell would ring. Though he was frowning a bit, concerned about Chrissy who had told him she would meet him in the library around this time. Though he pushes that worry in the back of his mind, trusting that there was a good reason for her to ditch him.

Tossing his head back dramaticlly he makes a few noises at the idea of staying in the school anymore before he straghtens back up to talk to Steve again. Pretending he didn't just make the strangest noises ever.

Steve had a mischiveous look in his eye as he stares at Eddie. "Lets play a game." Steve says with a grin, one that was charming Eddie into agreeing with whatever he wanted. Ignoring the idea of doing anything for Steve Harrington Eddie raises his eyebrow as Steve continues. "We've both been the middle of the town talk at one point or another, why don't we ask each other the most stupidest questions everyone has come up with surrounding me going AWOL and you moving into town. Or tell each other rumors that we heard about the other." And shit, that sounded like a fun idea.

Eddie pretends to think for a second, before he leans forward onto his arms on the table. "Spill all of your dirty secrets big boy." He jokes. A smile on his face as Steve laughs.

"Well you have to ask me a question first you dork." Steve laughs, moving himself forward, a bit closer to the other. As if there were people surrounding them, when in reality no one was within fifteen feet of their table.

"Oh I suppose." Eddie gasps, dramatically tilting his chair back again and leaning along with it so he could think. Tapping his chin as a grin pops up on his face. "Did you really get abducted by aliens?" He asks.

"Yeah, my prostate still hasn't recovered. God, I don't think I'm going to ever be able to play sports ever again." Steve jokes laughing as he shakes his head amused, only grinning more when he sees he's got the reaction he wanted from the other. Which was amusement.

"Oh... kinky." Eddie teases, moving back onto the table as he waves his hand to gesture for the other to go now. Not allowing much time to talk to much about eat rumor.

"Did you really escape from a cult?" Steve asks.

"Nope, did people really think that?" Eddie asks a bit startled and amused.

"Yeah, I don't know why a lot of people thought that." Steve laughs before gesturing for the other to ask one.

Eddie pauses to think, he squints his eyes as he asks the next question without thinking. "Do you really not remember anything?" He asks curiously. The light energy changes to something dark as Steve stiffens up a bit. Before relaxing as he looks like he's lost in thought or somewhere. Eddie was a little suspicious now, there was no reason to think about something like that. Either you remembered or you didn't, pretty straightforward.

"Kind of? Everything's fuzzy if I'm honest. I remember bits a pieces but not enough." Steve admits, quickly trying to change the the topic as he starts to ask the next question but is interrupted by Chrissy who's pretty much running over.

"Oh my god, Eddie I'm so sorry I got side tracked-" Chrissy freezes when she notices Steve at the table. Though Eddie wasn't worried about him as his eyes land on his friend and she looked like shit. Eye-bags under her eyes, sweat rolling down her face as if she just got done running from somewhere. Hair pulled up but still messy, and she didn't have any make up on. That was a major red flag that something was wrong.

Eddie was so tunnel visioned onto her that he doesn't notice the way Steve reacts to seeing her. His eyes furrowed up a bit as he looks more concerned then Eddie. And he didn't even know her. "Are you okay chris? You don't look to hot?" Eddie asks concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just came from the nurse. I accidentally fell asleep on one of their beds-" she rambles. That was enough for Eddie to stand up, unplugging his phone as he smiles at Steve the best he can.

"Sorry Harrington, but I'm sending her back to the nurse. Don't mean to dip on you like this but-" he gestures at the girl in hopes that he understood what he was trying to say. Steve doesn't waist a second to put a face on as he smiles back at him, moving his hand to gesture for him to go.

"Yeah no worries man, hope you feel better Chrissy." He says with a smile. Already pulling his phone out, Eddie moves and wraps a arm around his friends waist as he starts to lead her back where she came from. Ignoring all of the complaints coming from her. Turning his head to look at Steve, who was now sitting with Robin Buckley who was waving her hands around in the air talking about something. It looked like she was chewing him out. About what, he wasn't sure.

What he was curious about, was how a band geek was friends with a school jock.

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Old Wounds: September 2023

Tw: mention of a gun shooting and blood (not in great detail)

Eddie sits outside on the porch alongside Wayne. No matter the season they both came out here around the same time just to sit and enjoy the fresh air. During the colder seasons Wayne would make Eddie his famous hot coco, during the hotter seasons it was typically sweet tea or a beer. Tonight they were both drinking sweet tea from their glasses. Lost in their thoughts together. Eddie was worried about Chrissy. She really didn't seem to be acting like herself for the past few days. Something was up and he wasn't sure what. Normally she was energetic and up lifting but lately she looked like she was using all of her energy just to talk. It was alarming and concerning. He was currently trying to figure out a way to cheer her up. Which was why he was currently on the porch with Wayne.

His hair is starting to frizz from the sun. One of the last sunny days they were probably going to be seeing for a while as fall sets in. One of his favorite seasons. He takes a sip of his drink, nearly spitting it out when a loud pop is heard from across the trailer park. Along with a loud pained whine similar to that of a dog. Eddie freezes as he starts to piece what just happened together. Jumping up on his feet along with Wayne who was cursing out whoever shot the gun as it resulted in him dumping his drink all over him. Not showing any concern as to why they shot it. Eddies moving quickly down the steps, trying to see where it came from. Heart stopping as he sees his wolf running in his direction. Though not for his protection as she runs pass him as Wayne's yelling at him to move.

Her fur was whiter then the last time he seen her, though what hits him in the gut with worry is red and matted fur that was on her right side. Where she had been obviously skimmed. He's still frozen there when he hears another loud gun shot, now going past him and hitting a tree on the edge of the woods. The wolf wasn't moving fast, but enough to get away. A blood trail following behind her. Across from them Hargroves trailer door is slamming open. A look in his eye that told Eddie that he was about to go on a rampage. He's already down near Eddie, who was in shock from nearly being shot as well. The shooter; a middle aged man named John, who has been a problem in the trailer park for years stood a couple of feet from Eddie holding a rifle. Everything was happening so fast that he doesn't notice when Wayne came next to him checking him for any wounds as he forces him to look at him. Hands moving all over Eddie's sides, feeling him up in worry.

"Ed's hey hey. Everything's okay, are you okay?" Wayne asks. Worried, along with a hint of rage in his eye. Eddie can't speak, just shakes his head no. Following where the man leads him- setting him down on one of the trailer steps. Letting him know he would be back in a second. Before he's storming to the old man, who was about to face the rath of both Billy and Wayne. Billy was just starting to get in on him.

"What the fucks wrong with you! My sister could have been out here and you could have fucking missed and got her!" Billy yells. Which if Eddie wasn't in shock before he was now. The guy didn't care for his sister. That was obvious. "And-"

Billy's cut off by Wayne soccer punching the man in the face. Eddie could hear crack from where he sat. Eyes going wide as he sees more blood coming now from the man's nose. Wayne moves and takes the rifle from the guys hands. Moving and quickly unloading it with ease. He was silent but he was speaking with his actions and it scared the hell out of Eddie. He's never seen him this mad before. "You nearly fucking shot my nephew John. You're one lucky son of a bitch, if you even grazed my boy you would have a bullet in your skull right now." He snaps. Throwing the now unloaded gun to the side, making sure the safety was on as well. 

There was a growing crowd forming around what was happening. Watching as Wayne turns around going back to Eddie with a look in his eyes that Eddie's only ever seen once. When he had first moved in with him, After he had explained what his dad had been doing. His eyes flicker always from his for a second, meeting Billy's next. Who's eyes held a lot of emotion. Most of it rage. He may not be thinking straight right now but Billy Hargrove was hiding something. And Eddie wasn't sure if he wanted to know.

[seemingmusic]

WHERE WERE YOU (parts 1 & 2)

New single tomorrow morning on Bandcamp. It's about the way now becomes then, the people we lose in the process, and the compromises made.

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WHERE WERE YOU (parts 1 & 2)

[part 1]

Where were you in ’22? The end of the honeymoon The mask is off and the creature is coming through Out of the void that cuts between the eye and the screen

What does she see, young futurist, 1913 Crystal ball, looking down on me— Who damns them all among the fallen— She who fell in with the yelling shiny metal boys? Yes they knew there’s an art to noise That now’s where the time ahead destroys the ashen past But they left their caskets wide Half of them turned fascists while the other half died

Why’s it that a ticket out Is always a Faustian deal with the devil? The field’s not level; whatever— Give me the lever, just give me the lever Just give me a lever and a place to stand I can move the world, I can move the world Give me a lever and a place to stand And I'll move the world, and I'll move the world

But where am I? And why’s this mirror here? Why does it shine with the disappeared? World War One and all to come The spiral swallows up a hundred years Is it wrong that I long for correction? Some invective retrospective court To flex a hand around the necks of Bush, Thatcher, Musk Bastards all who stacked the decks

So who is next? Not Benedetta Cappa, or the table-rapping Foxes yet Tried to escape from their boxes Without a say in their age or their sex Besides, who can test whether the perception I got is correct? Whether I’m inventing a special effect? Am I a lone tall tree in the woods unwrecked unchecked from dusk to sunset?

Where were you in ’22? The death of solitude The end of your tolerance for the call of a prophet Who fed you dreams or the fear of a bloody coup But how did you get here? What did they do to you? And when is now? I mean really, what in hell is now? A junkie who, caught between the memory of flight and terror of the night Begs: what can my money do?

That’s what I get for having two eyes to read with, see with Maybe size up the summer roughness From above this burning forest, California’s poorest, smoke on all horizons Who let all the flies into this version of my life? Am I dying? Where were you in ’22? Go get your alibi, son Make it a good lie

Where were you in ’22? Where were you in ’22? Got one more window to look through Where were you?

[part 2]

The Angel of History turns an eye to the graveyard Growing and churning without a border or safeguard But blown back by the force of the past, The tyrannical gnashing of teeth and the panicking death screech, The Angel of history is paralyzed by a shock to the spine called progress Trinity bomb test, 1945 Everybody ever alive, when you rise, I’ll fall and apologize

I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry I dreamed of Kemdi Amadiume, where I could see the future And I’m sorry was I all I could tell her Creation is sorry; you deserved better I’m so sorry, sorry The words echo wide to the first ever suicide in the Kalahari And everything tumbling after Hell of a way to conclude the first chapter

So where were you in 22? Who am I talking to? The slaughterhouse animals in the cages all going blue Illegal to film but they’re killed for you to chew And the angel is crying at the Bronx Zoo Are you talking to the meteor in space You’re hoping will break through, come and erase Cut the Gordian knot, plot dissolves, columns fall All our problems going small?

Or are you talking to your parents whom you even still make excuses for 'cause you’re in the will? Executor, testatrix, execution in the matrix Am I talking to entitled generational wealth? The feedback loop spins a Fabergé shell Gilded with rubies and amber gels Waiting to be smashed, cast a spell

Hell, I guess what I mean is take yourself back to fourteen The first and only evening you could see with clarity right and wrong And share with me: do you owe that kid a song? Or were you killed by the age-fifteen version And the guilt that made age sixteen worse And seventeen, eighteen like dominoes And when they come, can you tell where the kid goes?

Are you swallowing the previous minute down? Does this verse chew the last and spit it out? Animal to animal, cannibal to cannibal Man ate the neanderthal What claim do you have at all? Don’t blame the black hole’s gravity well Don’t blame the crocodile eating itself But where you in '22 when the curtain finally finally finally fell?

[gildead]

it's munday and i'm gonna be ranking all the lullaby songs let's go gamers.

safety lullaby: kinda mid. off-putting to hear hypno say lines when he's just sampling the pokémon cry for the rest of the mod, but hey he's spitting bars. 4/10.

left unchecked: absolute fucking banger and highly underrated. actually writing my own lyrics to it as we speak. 8/10.

lost cause: literally just noise but gf's beginning part saves it from being a zero. 1/10.

frostbite: kinda slow but i do admit, it's kinda grown on me. after that first verse it does get a lot better, ESPECIALLY once freakachu comes out. i do gotta say the shiny remix of it is the improved version, especially when the monochrome leitmotif comes in. 6/10.

insomnia: another one that grew on me!!! kinda long but i love silver's chromatics and there's a few really fun parts. i do wish scorchvx got to add in the ending animation to insomnia because otherwise the sequence feels incomplete without it and we don't get how BF ends up in the void. 7/10.

monochrome: THE MAN. THE MYTH. THE LEGEND. the reason why i got back into poképastas and remembered why i loved lost silver so much. absolute fucking banger in v1, and simplycrispy IMPROVED on literal perfection for v2. i actually like both versions of perish mix oddly enough, mainly because simplycrispy lowered the jumpscare volume so that it's actually listenable. i still prefer the non-jumpscare version when it comes to juno's cover and general listening because i'm a weenie and don't wanna be shrieked at when i'm listening to juno spitting bars. 11/10.

missingno: definitely a banger, heavily improved from v1, but i don't... really think it should've gotten its own week? the missingno week definitely confuses me, since there wasn't as much of an effort to tie it in with buried alive as lost silver week did for SOMS and lost silver. having two songs as opposed to three definitely didn't help, and maybe if the mod was finished they would've done a little more polishing. still, good song. 8/10.

brimstone: okay this is the one they were REALLY hyping up in the teaser for V2. and while i enjoyed it at first, it's... definitely a bit of a let down. there's a lot of good concepts within (missingno as a pokémon, the white hand becoming GF), but i don't necessarily... think they were fully utilized to the best of their abilities? also it's just LOOOONG. which is weird because triple trouble is much longer but it also feels more dynamic than brimstone does, which i feel like you gotta do if you're making a super long FNF song so the player doesn't fall asleep at the keyboard? 5/10.

amusia: damn, for a wigglytuff unable to sing, she sure goes off. that being said, saster almost never misses. also unfinished because it's lacking the ending jumpscare, but i don't think it really needed that? lullaby overuses the jumpscares quite a bit (coughcoughPURINcoughcoughFROSTBITEcoughitycoughLOSTCAUSEcough) and i think the more somber, poignant ending provides better contrast. also reminds me i gotta get wigglytuff icons for.... science. 8/10.

dissension: WHY ARE YOU SO SLOOOOOW. steven's chromatics fuck though... is what i was originally going to write, but i'm relistening to the song so i can do this and actually wait no this is a banger. the instrumental definitely reminds me of something ghost would put out, and steven's chromatics still fuck. 7/10.

purin: OHHHH MAN HERE WE FUCKING GO. so i know i should be nicer to this song because there was a lot of cool stuff that got cut from it and it's heavily unfinished but man fuck it. the song blows. jigglypuff's chromatics sound like ass, forcing my poor poor man pico to carry the song. there's a cover with gold that fixes the problems of 'jigglypuff's chromatics sound like ass', but MYYYYY GOOOOOOD it does not fix how slooooooooooow it is. it's like Bring Me To Life but if you replaced amy lee with a deflating helium balloon. also no the reversed part is not as cool as people think it is. kill me/10.

death toll: a lot of people claim this is the best song of lullaby. i still think monochrome edges it out, but honestly it's REEEEEAAAAAALLY close. the dueling melodies REALLY hit, the diamond/pearl themes in there feel well-blended, and dawn shifting into BF makes for some really neat moments. juno also wrote a really good cover of this that you should listen to. recd's on it. 10/10.

isotope: the backing track is really good on this one, but my god the memes killed it for me. there should've been a MUCH bigger drop after the 'they took everything from me' monologue. first half is really good, but the song just kinda ends on a sad wet fart, and not the darnell kind. also i don't have any better place to put this but man th3innu3ndo is a douchebag. 4/10.

bygone purpose: so remember my notes on purin above? bygone purpose has the same problem but with a much better song. GOD i do not like hypno's chromatics on this one. alexis definitely saves it though. 6/10.

pasta night: talk about getting funky on a friday night, huh. absolute BANGER swinging back-up, mx, lord x, and hypno's chromatics are really good together, and of course we got my little boy floating by in the background. of COURSE i'm gonna give this one a perfect rating. 10/10.

shinto: reeeeaaaaaaally good. like, unbelievably fun. my one nitpick is that there's a problem with the mixing and the instrumental sometimes overpowers shinto and grey's chromatics, but otherwise it would've also gotten a perfect score. 9.5/10.

shitno: okay unpopular opinion time but i actually like shinto a little better than this one. i think we should've fully given saster free reign over shitno, because his part's DEFINITELY where the song gets really good. not that it was bad (it's not), but like, if you're gonna have shinto turn into a big fuckass monster, you'd want the big fuckass monster song to exceed all expectations. 9/10.

[lady-wren-of-tella]

Okie so one of my current interests is a game called five nights at Freddy’s(fnaf)!! I’ve liked this game series for a long time, it’s honestly one of the longest fandoms that I’ve been in!! Plus fnaf has also been a thing that I’ve liked for so long, I honestly don’t think that I’ll ever stop loving it cause it’s basically apart of my childhood and it’s still something that I love. But anyways, recently a teaser trailer for the movie came out and oh my godddd!!! It looks so good, I’m so bloody excited for the movie!! It’s been in the works for so long and now that we got a teaser trailer AND it’s coming out this year?! AAAHHHHHHH I’m kicking and screaming!!! And and, today a gameplay trailer was released for the new fnaf security breach dlc called ruin and ohhhhhhhh it looks so good as well!!! The design and atmosphere of the game is great, I can’t wait when it comes out so that I can watch gameplay of it!!! And and, I might be able to play it too since my older brother is gonna buy it when it comes out so yayyyyy!!

Okie okie, so my next interest is another video which is Resident Evil 4 remake(re4 remake) and ohhhhhhhh it’s such a bloody pretty game!! The graphics and gameplay is amazingggg!! And and the characters are so pretty too!! My favorite characters from the game are Leon, Ashely, and Luis- and you can call me a simp but I would gladly marry those three because god damn do they look so so pretty and beautiful!! I’m not too far into the game since I’m only watching two friends stream and play it but I’m currently rewatching their stream vods to refresh my memory. But ahhhhhhh the game is so gorgeous and everything about it is so great!! Asmskachkasjkwchajl and and the merchant in re4 remake, aaahhhhhhhh- I like wanna be his friend so bad!! I wanna give him a big ol’ hug each time I see him!! Currently I can’t play it since it’s on the newer gen consoles but whenever I can I’ll definitely 100% play it!!

Finally, my last current interest is an anime called Trigun!! I only recently got into it but ohhhh myyyy godddd does that anime have a grip on me!! The only reason I got into it was because I kept seeing a bunch of TikTok edits of the reboot version of the show which is called Trigun Stampede(I’ll refer to it as TriStamp) so I caved in and I started to watch it and I don’t regret my decision. I was not disappointed!! I loved the characters, the animation, the story- I just loved everything about it!! Then after I finished watching TriStamp a few weeks later I decided why not and I watched the og Trigun. And ohhhhhh myyyyy goddddd, my love for the show grew ten times more!! It was the same show and the same characters but just something about it was so different!!! I just loved it so much!! And and I also watch the movie as well(called Trigun: Badlands Rumble) because I just needed more content!! I’m genuinely so hooked with this anime, the brain rot I have of it is unreal. I recently got two funko pops of my two favorite characters from the anime and I plan to get the rest of the characters but I like wanna get more merch lol xddd Last weekend I saw two figures of two characters from Trigun, I didn’t get them and I regret not buying them but hopefully this weekend me and my brothers will go to the same mall and hopefully, hopefully they’ll still be there that way I can buy them!! There’s also gonna be a TriStamp figure and I want it so baddddd, and and there’s a Trigun and Trigun Maximum deluxe edition manga!! Shubsjjcknskhwkmkfnrk I wanna buy that tooooo!! I’m hoping I’ll be able to get both of these things sometime in the future(maybe even for Christmas but I doubt it.) but ahhhhhh just- the brain rot I have is unbelievable and this show just lives rent free in my mind rn

i've heard about the fnaf movie!! one of my irls loves fnaf and was telling me all about how excited they were for the movie. I dont remember him mentioning anything about the new game being released, but he was super excited about the movie.

ive seen so much abt resident evil (specifically about that one guy named leon) . it actually looks really interesting tbh

IVE SEEN REALLY COOL ART FOR TRIGUN ON TWITTER!!! the one guy with the yellow glasses has such cool character design and its so cool to see how different artists put their own spin on it

[brotherdusk]

I saw some people asking for a simplified version of mr bilder’s speech today so I made a quick stab at it! I hope it helps someone :)

"Now, sir, you can go on and ask me what you want. You'll excuse me refusing to talk of professional subjects before meals. I give the wolves and the jackals and the hyenas in all our section their tea before I begin to ask them questions."

"How do you mean, ask them questions?" I queried, wishful to get him into a talkative humour.

"Hitting them over the head with a pole is one way; scratching their ears is another, when rich gentlemen want a bit of a show for the ladies. I don't so much mind the first—the hitting with a pole before I throw in their dinner; but I wait until they've had their sherry and coffee, so to speak, before I try with the ear-scratching. Mind you," he added philosophically, "there's much of the same nature in us as in the animals. You came and asked me questions about my business, and I was so grumpy that if you hadn't given me a half-sovereign I'd have damned you before answering you. Not even when you asked me sarcastically if I'd prefer for the Superintendent to ask me the questions. Without offence, did I tell you to go to hell?"

"You did."

"And when you said you'd report me for using of obscene language, that was hitting me over the head; but the half-sovereign made that all right. I wasn't going to fight, so I waited for the food, and I howled as the wolves, and lions, and tigers do. But, Lord love your heart, now that the old human has stuck a chunk of her tea-cake in me, and rinsed me out with her old teapot, and I've lit my pipe, you may scratch my ears for all you're worth, and won't get even a growl out of me. Drive along with your questions. I know what you're coming at - that escaped wolf."

"Exactly. I want you to give me your view of it. Just tell me how it happened; and when I know the facts I'll get you to say what you consider was the cause of it, and how you think the whole affair will end."

"All right, sir. This is about the whole story. That wolf that we called Berserker was one of three grey ones that came from Norway to Jamrach's, which we bought off him four years ago. He was a nice well-behaved wolf, that never gave any trouble to speak of. I'm more surprised at him wanting to get out than any other animal in the place. But, there, you can't trust wolves any more than women."

"Don't you mind him, sir!" broke in Mrs. Tom, with a cheery laugh. "He's been minding the animals so long that bless him if he ain't like a old wolf himself! But there ain't no harm in him."

"Well, sir, it was about two hours after feeding yesterday when I first heard my disturbance. I was making up a litter in the monkey-house for a young puma which is ill; but when I heard the yelping and howling I went there straight away. There was Berserker tearing like a mad thing at the bars as if he wanted to get out. There weren't many people about that day, and close at hand was only one man, a tall, thin chap, with a hook nose and a pointed beard, with a few white hairs running through it. He had a hard, cold look and red eyes, and I took a sort of dislike to him, for it seemed as if it was him that they were irritated at. He had white kid gloves on his hands, and he pointed out the animals to me and said: 'Keeper, these wolves seem upset at something.'

"'Maybe it's you,' I said, for I did not like the airs he give himself. He didn't get angry, as I hoped he would, but he smiled a kind of insolent smile, with a mouth full of white, sharp teeth. 'Oh no, they wouldn't like me,' he said.

"'Oh yes, they would,' I said, imitating him. 'They always like a bone or two to clean their teeth on about tea-time, of which you have a bagful.'

"Well, it was a odd thing, but when the animals saw us talking they lay down, and when I went over to Berserker he let me stroke his ears same as ever. The man came over, and blessed but if he didn't put in his hand and stroke the old wolf's ears too!

"'Take care,' I said. 'Berserker is quick.'

"'Never mind,' he said. 'I'm used to them!'

"'Are you in the business yourself?' I said, taking off my hat, for a man that trades in wolves, etc, is a good friend to keepers.

"'No,' he said, 'not exactly in the business, but I have made pets of several.' And with that he lifted his hat as polite as a lord, and walked away. Old Berserker kept looking after him until he was out of sight, and then went and lay down in a corner and wouldn't come out the whole evening. Well, last night, as soon as the moon was up, the wolves here all began howling. There wasn't anything for them to howl at. There was no one near, except some one that was evidently calling a dog somewhere out back of the gardens in the Park road. Once or twice I went out to see that all was right, and it was, and then the howling stopped. Just before twelve o'clock I just took a look round before turning in, and, bust me, but when I came opposite to old Berserker's cage I saw the rails broken and twisted about and the cage empty. And that's all I know for certain."

"Did any one else see anything?"

"One of our gardeners was coming home about that time from a harmony, when he saw a big grey dog coming out through the garden hedges. At least, so he says, but I don't give much for it myself, for if he did he never said a word about it to his missus when he got home, and it was only after the escape of the wolf was made known, and we had been up all night hunting the Park for Berserker, that he remembered seeing anything. My own belief was that the harmony had gotten into his head."

"Now, Mr. Bilder, can you account in any way for the escape of the wolf?"

"Well, sir," he said, with a suspicious sort of modesty, "I think I can; but I don't know if you'd be satisfied with the theory."

"Certainly I shall. If a man like you, who knows the animals from experience, can't hazard a good guess at any rate, who is even to try?"

"Well then, sir, I account for it this way; it seems to me that wolf escaped—simply because he wanted to get out."

From the hearty way that both Thomas and his wife laughed at the joke I could see that it had done service before, and that the whole explanation was simply an elaborate sell. I couldn't cope in badinage with the worthy Thomas, but I thought I knew a surer way to his heart, so I said:—

"Now, Mr. Bilder, we'll consider that first half-sovereign worked off, and this brother of his is waiting to be claimed when you've told me what you think will happen."

"Right you are, sir," he said briskly. "You'll excuse me, I know, for teasing you, but the old woman here winked at me, which was as much as telling me to go on."

"Well, I never!" said the old lady.

"My opinion is this: that wolf is hiding, somewhere. The gardener that didn't remember said he was galloping northward faster than a horse could go; but I don't believe him, for, you see, sir, wolves don't gallop any more than dogs do, their not being built that way. Wolves are fine things in a storybook, and I daresay when they get in packs and go chasing something that's more afraid than they are, they can make a devil of a noise and chop it up, whatever it is. But, Lord bless you, in real life a wolf is only a low creature, not half so clever or bold as a good dog; and not half a quarter so much fight in him. This one isn't used to fighting or even to providing for himself, and more likely he's somewhere round the Park hiding and shivering, and, if he thinks at all, wondering where he's going to get his breakfast from; or maybe he's got down some area and is in a coal-cellar. My eye, won't some cook get a shock when she sees his green eyes shining at her out of the dark! If he can't get food he's bound to look for it, and perhaps he may chance to light on a butcher's shop in time. If he doesn't, and some nursemaid goes walking off with a soldier, leaving the infant in the pram—well, then I shouldn't be surprised if the census is one baby the less. That's all."

I was handing him the half-sovereign, when something came bobbing up against the window, and Mr. Bilder's face doubled its natural length with surprise.

"God bless me!" he said. "If it isn't old Berserker come back by himself!"

He went to the door and opened it; a most unnecessary proceeding it seemed to me. I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us; a personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.

After all, however, there is nothing like custom, for neither Bilder nor his wife thought any more of the wolf than I should of a dog. The animal itself was as peaceful and well-behaved as that father of all picture-wolves—Red Riding Hood's quondam friend, whilst moving her confidence in masquerade.

The whole scene was an unutterable mixture of comedy and pathos. The wicked wolf that for half a day had paralysed London and set all the children in the town shivering in their shoes, was there in a sort of penitent mood, and was received and petted like a sort of vulpine prodigal son. Old Bilder examined him all over with most tender solicitude, and when he had finished with his penitent said:—

"There, I knew the poor old chap would get into some kind of trouble; didn't I say it all along? Here's his head all cut and full of broken glass. He's been getting over some damned wall or other. It's a shame that people are allowed to top their walls with broken bottles. This here is what comes of it. Come along, Berserker."

[egg-emperor]

Brooooo my favourite let's player just reached Sonic Unleashed in his Sonic marathon and I forgot how great Eggman is in this game. That's what I get for not playing it in a very long time.

YEEESSS I adore Unleashed Eggman so much 🥰💜💕💘💖

It already started off strong with the amazing intro cutscene, not only for the visuals that I endlessly praise but the awesome event and Eggman success too. How he lured Sonic in, played up an act with talk of turning over a new leaf and then struck when he least expected it, to drain him of all the emerald energy and use it to power the beam that would break the whole planet apart and awaken Dark Gaia. It was an epic move, seeing how cunning and calculated he was and the crazy amount of destruction (and death let's be real) that he willingly caused to unleash Dark Gaia. Throwing out the emeralds with Sonic is considered an oversight to people but I defend that because I can't think of what else he could've done in that situation to prevent them from falling out into space with Sonic.

Plus, it's not like he didn't do anything about it. He tried to track down the Gaia temples before Sonic could restore the emeralds and benefitted from the Dark Gaia guardians too. He also brought out mechs like the Egg Cauldron, Egg Beetle, Devil Egg Ray, and Egg Lancer in hopes of stopping him and at least slowing him down while waiting for Dark Gaia's pieces to come to him instead of trying to gather them after they scattered. I also like how, in the PS2/Wii version, he pilots the Egg Beetle, Devil Egg Ray, and Egg Lancer himself, instead of Egg Fighter hands and SA-55 in the latter two in the 360/PS3 version. I always like getting more Eggman and it's like damn he gets around and is really fighting to stop Sonic from ruining this lol

And on top of all that, he manages to make a part of his biggest dream come true by building Eggmanland, right on top of the last temple. And it's just the most fucked up place ever and he knows and loves it and it's hell in both versions of the game and I fucking love it. XD The Egg Dragoon fight is also amazing and one of the most thrilling bosses. His threats and aggression and how daring he was despite the danger was so gripping and intense. You can really tell how he was desperate and determined to fight as hard as he could in both his actions and words, to the point Sonic tried to tell him to simmer down. He might have gotten fucked up by the strong Werehog in the end but he put up a good fight with his awesome looking mech with super cool abilities.

Only part I don't like is him randomly getting knocked aside by Dark Gaia as it was unnecessary for him to get fucked over by another bad guy again but besides that I adore his role. I like the different stages, steps, and ability to adapt in his plan and it doesn't feel like he sat back and did nothing, he knew the best times to act or wait and seemed eager and determined to make things work one way or another, even when things didn't go exactly as planned. But where's the fun in having his plans succeed without any challenge? He was also entertaining all the way through as usual but I especially enjoy Eggman's animation in both the CG and in game scenes and it's one of my absolute favorite performances from Mike Pollock, he was incredible. 💜🥚

Also there's the breathtaking Eggman CG that's the real Sonic movie in my heart and will never fail to leave me in awe and joy because he's GORGEOUS

And there's this unforgettable glorious sandwich and his champion level demolishing of it in just seconds

What's not to love? XD

I really wanna do my annual replay of both the 360/PS3 version and the PS2/Wii one already. If only my TV wasn't broken. :') I highly recommend everyone to play or replay it again if they haven't for a while. Both versions are good but the 360/PS3 version is an absolute must!

[nights-legacy]

Wolf Sitting-Kirishima

Main Masterlist MHA Masterlist

-3018 words

+After a day off and out with your sister, you come back to find things are topsy turvy. Kirishima had been turned into a wolf on patrol. Bakugo explains what happened and tells you that Aizawa has put you in charge of the canine. Since you had an animal communication quirk coupled with being able to take on qualities of countless animals, he thought it would work out the best.

“Yes, yes! I just made it back to the dorms.” I said into the phone. “I promise I made it safe. Geezes sis, I training to be a pro! I think I can walk home and know how to defend myself if something happens.” She laughed at me and saying she surrenders. “I’ll call you tomorrow. I promise! Bye!” I hung up with a huff.

“Have fun today?” Uraraka asked across the room. I laughed while looking at my phone, checking my email.

“Loads but my sister can be very, very exhausting.” I said. She laughed with me. She walked up to me and handed me a file. “What’s this?”

“You’ll see.” She gave me a sympathetic smile before walking out.

“Oookay.” I said before taking my shoes off and switching them out. I walked into the common room and passed the couches before double taking. On the couch was a giant red and black furred wolf passed out with all four feet in the air. I gaped for a second before someone called me from the kitchen.

“Hey beastmaster!” It was Bakugo. I walked in and gave him a questioning look.

“What’s with the…”

“I’ll get to that in a moment.” He interrupted before turning back to whatever he was working on. I waited patiently, looking out into the main room every now and again. The wolf barely moved from his position. He pulled a pan of food. “That…” He wiped his hands of and pointed towards the wolf. “Is Shitty hair. He got hit by a quirk out on patrol today that turned him into a wolf.”

“Shit. Really?” I looked at him surprised. He nodded.

“That paperwork is everything Recovery Girl could give us plus a low down on the guy’s quirk that turned him into this.” He pointed to the file that Uraraka gave me. “I have been in charge of him since this happened but now you’re in charge of him. Because of you quirk and all. I really don’t give a fuck.”

“What? I am not the only one here that’s able to communicate with animals.”

“Yeah but you are closer to shitty hair then Koda and a hell of a lot more out-going. Plus this was ordered from the Human Catepillar. Sorry not sorry.” He said before walking away with his food.

“I really wish you would stop calling Aizawa sensei that!” I just got a gruff in response. I groaned before looking at the file.

I opened it to read over what I up against. Recovery Girls notes said that the quirk should last for a couple of days, a week at most. He is still normal Kiri just in a dog form. There was a note from Aizawa saying that I still had to bring Kiri to class since he can still comprehend everything.

“He is going to hate that.” I said laughing. I read over everything and sighed. I got up and walked into the other room. Kiri had shift on the couch but was still asleep. “Hey Kiri.” I poked him. He moved a little but didn’t wake up. “Kiri.” I tried again. “Kiri!”

“Roup!” He let out a surprised sound before falling off the couch. He wiggled around on his back trying to get to his feet. He finally got to his feet and looked around startled. He finally found me. His tail started wagging.

“You really got into a predicament didn’t you?” I asked crossing my arms over my chest. His ears laid back for a moment.

Yeah. I did. I didn’t see him there until it was too late. I heard him say in what everyone else would have heard as a whine. He sat down and looked up at me with puppy eyes.

“Well it could have been worse I guess. Are you hurt otherwise?” I asked looking him over. He came up to just below my waist in this form. He was huge.

No, a bit sore but nothing bad. I am more itchy than normal though he said. What did Aizawa decide on the situation? He asked while scratching behind his ear.

“That’s good. Well he decided I am going to be the one taking care of you for the time being. Since I seem to be the best qualified for this situation.” I said. I saw his eyes light up when I said that causing me to chuckle. I moved forward to scratch his head. “Umph. And the first order of business is a bath for you.” He whined before catching himself.

Why does that bother me? He asked and I laughed.

“Probably the wolfie side of you. Come on, to the showers.” I said. I started walking towards the showers. I checked to make sure no one was in the girls showers before leading him in. “Go on in. I got to grab some soap and stuff.”

So this is the girl’s showers? Mineta and Denks would be so jealous if they knew I was in here. He he. I rolled my eyes before walking to the toiletries closet. I looked through and found the best things I could for a wolf.

“This was the best I could find. I’ll have to go and get some real dog shampoo…” I looked and saw Kiri was up on his front paws on the sink looking at himself in the mirror. He looked conflicted. “Are you alright?” His fur bristles in surprise before he looked at me, hopping down.

Yeah. Just checking to see the damage. He said.

“In my opinion, you’re a very handsome wolf.” He perked up and his tail wagged enthusiastically, giving away his happiness. “Come on then, time for a bath or shower more like it.” He drooped a bit before following me.

Giving wolf Kiri a bath was a trip and a half. The paperwork said he was still Kiri in there but he still had a lot of tendencies of the canine breed. Like playing in water. By the time we finished I was as wet as he was. I turned off the water before turning to stare at him. He was sitting there with his tongue out and wagging is tail.

“Well you’re going to be a handful.” I said. He paused eyes looking around.

What, why? He asked but then he did the wolf equivalent of blanching. Oh…Sorry about that.

“It’s okay. Now we need to dry you off. Come on.” I got up and wrung some of the water out of my shirt. Thank god I didn’t wear white today. I grabbed the towel and threw it over his head. It took longer to dry him then it did to wash him. I ushered him out to the common room again and up to my room.

Am I even staying with you? He asked. I nodded and went to pull out clothes for me.

“It’s for the best since I’m in charge of you. Now I am going to take my own shower. Be good and don’t, you know…Do any bad dog stuff.” I said before pausing. I nodded and left to take a quick shower. I got back quickly to see Kiri dozing in my bed. “Ack-hem.” He jumped to attention.

Sorry. You bed is just so comfy. He went to jump off the bed before I stopped him, laughing.

“It’s fine. I was just messing with you. But you will have to make room when it come’s time for bed.” He nodded. I sat at my desk, pulling out my homework for tomorrow. “Oh and by the way, Aizawa sensei said you still have to attend class even in this wolfie form.

What?! WHHHYYYY? He whined and barked unhappily. I just laughed periodically through the evening, people stopped by to check and see if Kiri had really been turned into a wolf. Denki was having a blast with it, even going as far as to play with him. Even Aizawa stopped by to check on us. He received an angry bark about having to go to class from Kiri.

“Ah man!” I yawned and stretched. I looked over at Kiri, who had all four paws in the air like earlier. “How is that comfortable? Whatever, time for bed.” I turned the lights off and shoved Kiri over to get into bed. He repositioned himself to give me room. I could feel the heat coming from him and it wasn’t too long before we were out.

The next morning I was woken up by a very antsy Kiri needing to go out. I quickly stumbled around and helped in outside. Yawning, as we walked back in, Bakugo and Iida chuckled at us. I gave them the finger and in response got more laughter from Bakugo and a scolding from Iida.

“Aw! He’s so cute.” Mina squealed as we sat in class waiting for Aizawa to get there. The rest of the class who hadn’t seen him the night before were gawking over him now. I left them to it and sat down at my desk.

“Rough night?” Midoriya asked.

“No, not really. Well the bath was but not much else.” I told him. I looked back at Kiri who had Mina attached to his neck. I chuckled. “Just new.”

“How is it taking care of a dog version of the guy you are whipped for?” Bakugo said. I tensed before throwing my notebook at his head.

“Shush!!”

“Why you!” He jumped up and turned to charge at me but a loud bark and growl made everyone freeze. We all turned towards Kiri to see him standing at attention and everyone backed off him.

Damn, it’s 8am. Calm down you angry Pomeranian. It was just a notebook. He said. I laughed as he came and sat down between us.

“What?! What did he say?” Bakugo exclaimed.

“He said it’s just a notebook and to calm down.” I said between the laughs. Kiri looked back at me expectantly. “What? I am not saying the other part. I don’t want to die today.”

“What was the other part? Tell me!” I looked back a Koda, who had an amused smiled on his face. I looked at everyone else behind me before at Midoriya. He looked like he wanted to know too.

“Angry Pomeranian.” I said before me and Midoriya burst out laughing.

“What!” He yelled before chucking my notebook back at me and turning his complete attention to Kiri. “That’s rich coming for you.” The two started arguing even though Bakugo had no idea what Kiri was saying. We were all getting a kick out of it until Aizawa walked in.

“DO I EVEN WANT TO KNOW?” He yelled above the commotion. I shook my head and reached out to pull Kiri back by the nape of his neck. He made a confused little yip before turned to me with confused, puppy eyes. I swooned and laid my head on my desk.

“You’re too cute like this!” I exclaimed. He poked me with his nose and I playfully swatted him away.

“Okay, okay. Everyone CALM!” Aizawa yelled. Everyone scurried to their seats. “I know this is different and amusing but you can gawk, fight, and whatever else after school. For now, pay attention.

“Yes, sensei.” We all chorus. Kiri sat by me the whole day, surprisingly not dozing off like he does normally. The other teachers were a little more inclined to give leeway to the situation. Lunch Rush even had something special for Kiri at lunch. The other classes were dumbfounded by our ‘indifference’ to the situation but we were used to strange shit happening.

“What is Kiri supposed to do about training?” Denki asked All Might as we came into class.

“He is exempt for training. There is not much he can do in this form. Can you even activate your quirk Kirishima?”

I don’t know. I haven’t even thought about trying to, SQUIRREL! I covered my mouth, trying not to laugh as he got distracted. He looked over at me in embarrassment.

“No he hasn’t.” I said strained.

Glad you’re amused by this. Kiri whined, before laying down and crossing his paws.

“Well, we will not worry about it. You have Miss Y/N if you need anything. Now let us go!” He said. Training went by smoothly and Kiri decided he wanted to run around and bark us on. He was even able to pull a few of us out harm’s way a few times.

“That was awesome. Can we keep Kiri as a wolf all the time?” Denki asked. This caused Kiri to pause and send a soft snarl his way. I could tell Kiri was getting tired and I smiled. I scratched his ears and head. He pushed back into my touch.

Days went by like this until a week had passed. If I had to go out for my internship, the rest of the class took turns keeping an eye on Kiri. There was even times that they called and had Kiri talk through the phone because they couldn’t figure out what he wanted and Koda wasn’t around.

“Damn.” I groaned, falling down on my bed. I buried my head in my pillow before I heard the door open.

“Hey L/N, just bringing Kiri to you.” I mumbled out an okay and thank you. I heard the soft thuds of his paws as he walked in. I heard him sit down next to me on the ground. I turned my head to see him looking at me with his head cocked.

What’s up? He asked.

“Just a rough day on the job. I got beaten up pretty good today.” I said sitting up and rubbing my neck. He set his head down on the bed. I could tell he was worried. “I’m okay Kiri. Just a little sore. Come on, let’s go to bed.” He walked over and hopped up onto his back legs to turn off the light switch. He then jumped up on the bed and stretched out along the length.

I woke up in the middle of the night to a weight against my back. I groaned and pushed my elbow back against the weight.

“Kiri back off a little.” I said. A groan was the only response. I sighed before trying to settle back but then I realized it was a human groan. I shot up and felt an arm slip down my waist. I saw a very human and very naked Kiri next to me. “Ahh!” I screamed before pushing him away and unfortunately off the bed.

“What the…” I heard him groan. He sat up and rubbing his head. He looked around and his eyes widen, looking at his hands. “The quirks gone. Yes.” He then looked down. “Oh shit.” His head whipped up towards me.

“Hi.” I waved shyly. “A set of clothes are on the dresser. I got them in case you changed.

“Oh thanks.” He said with a blush. I turned towards the wall so he could put on his clothes. “I’m decent.” I turned and he was standing by the door, rocking back and forth on his feet. After a bit he finally spoke up. “Should I go back to my room?”

“No, it’s late. Might as well stay.” I said.

“You’re right.” He said. He walked forward but stumbled a little bit.

“Not used to walking two legs?” I joked. He glared a bit before shaking it off. He reached up and shook his hair out, brushing out a few knots he found. I admired him as he moved, reorienting himself with his human body.

“That was a learning experience. I have a new found respect for wolves now.” He looked at me in amusement. “I don’t know how you can do that all the time, even if it is only half-way.”

“Guess being born with it gives me and advantage.” I said pulling my knees up.

“I would say so.” He joked. He stretched and I heard his back pop. “Oh, that felt good.” I shook my head and looked at the clock. It was just past 1am and I could feel sleep calling my name again.

“Come on, let’s get back to sleep.” I pat the bed next to me. I looked away blushing. I pulled the covers back as he sat down. He moved in and pulled the covers over him. We sat there in silence. He looked like he wanted to say something. “Something on your mind?”

“Huh, oh yeah. Um, L/N?” I hummed looking at him. “Is it true what Bakugo said?”

“Which time? He has said a lot in the past week.” I chuckled. He rolled his eyes but he had a small smile.

“The first day. When everyone was fawning over me. He said you are whipped for me?” I froze in shock. I bit my lip and looked down. I nodded meekly. “Oh wow.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t want to make this awkward.”

“NO! No, you didn’t.” He said before setting a hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him. “I like you too.” I smiled at him. He smiled back before a yawn interrupted. I chuckled before brushing hair away from his eyes.

“Let’s get some sleep. We have all day tomorrow to talk things out.”

“Alright.” He smiled before laying down. I looked down at him before lying next to him. I heard him let out a breath before he moved closer, wrapping his arms around me tentatively. My eyes were starting to grow heavy and I snuggled into his chest. He was still warm, not as warm as before but it still lulled me to sleep.

Tag list: @spicy-therapist-mom

[downbaaad]

Zeke Yeager relationship headcanons

note: okay so don't even try to come at me for these, they're called hcs for a reason. It's canon in MY head and that's that. Also this is how I cope with the real attack on titan manga bc isayama did Zeke dirty and I simply will not be accepting that anytime soon so have this better version of Zeke's life in the modern day AU k bye mwah I hope u enjoy

another note: I dont know how to use tumblr so this is gonna be real messy i apologize for that

Wordcount: 600(ish)

Warnings: cursing. also last one kinda contains some implied NSFW so skip that one if you need to. The rest is all domestic/fluff. reader is NOT underage.

-He spends all of the brief free moments he has throughout his busy days on the balcony. Smoking or not he just likes to enjoy those short 15 minutes breaks outside somehow; bonus points if you’re there with him. Y’all would just sit in comfortable silence either sitting down, stretching an arm out from time to time to reach the ashtray or just leaning over the railing and looking at whatever is going on underneath it.

-It’s been established that his favourite anime is Cowboy Bepop and he only likes old school anime so that’s what’s on tv playing in the background most of the time. I picture he lives alone (since Eren decided to stay in the college dorms) and he’s probably in grad school for some subject like chemistry or physics.

Back to the topic tho, you come over for lunch almost everyday and find him in the kitchen, using his hands to cook but his brain is focused on whatever anime he put on tv. (Yikes…not really a good thing. Burnt multiple meals and almost set the house on fire once.) You’d think he’d have the news on or History channel because that’s what millennials do but he hears about the news on social media nowadays.

Speaking of food, he also jokingly complains about ‘having to feed you’ but then always asks if you want more because he makes extra all the time to make sure you’re full. He’s actually pretty bummed when he has to eat alone because you’re not there to fill the silence with your gossip or to listen to him ramble about his day.

-Road trips to the beach are a must whenever he has a day off; during whatever season really. Wether y’all just stay in the car and blast some tunes while you look at the sea cause it’s too cold or you take long walks on the shore holding hands, it doesn’t matter. He just likes your company and looking at the sea breeze molding the waves. It’s simple moments like these where he considers himself the luckiest man alive.

-Whenever you don’t see him for a couple days because you’ve both been busy, you can sense that he’s missing you through his texts, even if he doesn’t say it out loud. You try to do that corny shit where you keep texting him while you’re on your way over to his place and then pop out a “let me in I’m at your door❤️” but his lazy ass just hits you back with a “you have the damn key just come in I dont wanna get outta bed💀”. Like okay bitch at least appreciate the effort, damn.

You know he does tho. He may not say it but he shows it when you crawl in his bed and he wraps you in his arms tightly and gives you kisses on your forehead and on your temple and on your cheek and finally captures your lips in a long sloppy kiss. He’s the type of person that shows his love through actions rather than words (INTP shit) because he uses his words to be a sarcastic little cunt instead.

-Yeah he has a dirty mouth when it comes to petty comebacks and talking shit but it comes in handy whenever you’re in public and he wants to see your cheeks flush red as he whispers pure filth in you ear. He knows what he’s doing and he knows it turns you on immediately because you like a challenge, especially because you reciprocate the energy even when you’re caught off guard. You even take it a step further and place your hand on his thigh under the table which he stops from going further up by trapping it between his legs. He knows you’re capable of jerking him off then and there. Shit, he’d be up for it if it wasn’t for the conscious side of his mind that's telling him the consequences of public indecency. This is gonna have to wait till you guys get in his car (that he parked in a sheltered spot for various reasons: one being his intentions for the night ;)

[monsuprmc]

Latest event involved children. Kind of disappointed none of the main cast turned into kids, but... Any idea how the brothers (+sides?) would react to suddenly child MC?

you are absolutely correct anon we were robbed

brb crying myself to sleep bc i couldn't see lucifer go "uppies" to mc

here's headcanons of a gn child mc w/ brothers! it got a bit long so undatables will be in a separate post ♡

the bros

at first everyone ( mammon + lucifer ) is freaking tf out - one a bit more visible than the other - but it's okay! it'll wear off by the end of the day

so now they have to deal with mc with the mentality of a 5 - 7 year old

fun.

lucifer calms everyone down and starts to dictate jobs to everyone: beel is in charge of snacks, belphie naptime, asmo with dress-up and photos, satan + levi with entertainment, and mammon just as a general babysitter/supervisor. no one complains, especially with the promise of having cute photos later

honestly? it would probably be a fairly normal day, aside from little-er mc

mc WILL ask for uppies from everyone and they WILL obey bc how tf could they refuse

when you ask lucifer everyone just stares. the most powerful brother in all of devildom reduced to a nap spot. mc has fallen asleep on his shoulder and is drooling. he refuses to move.

moving on to the photoshoot! if ur parents have ever taken you to a macy's they have the stupid fuckin photography area near the back of the store I am sorry and in solidarity

imagine that but more pink. that's asmo's room right now

he dresses you in everything! raincoats, onesies, a mini version of the school uniform

once he brings out the matching scarves and sunglasses mammon has to intervene cause y'all are having way too much fun without him

which SUCKS cause it's gaming time with leviiii less GOOOO

he reteaches you how to play his favs and deliberately lets you win after a bit

he has no mercy for mammon

after that y'all watch a few of his favorite animes and do an awful reenactment lololol

next is storytime with satan!! woo!! luckily he has a wide variety of books to choose from

he's surprised when you choose one from the devildom but pleased seeing how excited you are

you're so damn attentive and ask so many stupid questions and satan is just feeling so fucking appreciated as he should be

lunch time with beel ( + mammon ) is a success! he cut up some fruits into little demon shapes

he does the 'here comes the airplane' shit and melts seeing how happy you are eating with him

but you're getting p sleepy so its naptime

up to belphie you go, mammon carrying you to the attic where he's waiting with only the best pillows

once your head hits the pillow you're gone and so is mammon lmao

you wake up to a cuddle sandwich of belphie and mammon and notifications of your photoshoot and various other videos in the groupchat

needless to say your face will be their lock screens for a long while

[klvbxlove]

child (iida x gn! reader)

a/n: i know it’s only been like a month or so since my last iida x reader drabble, but it’s definitely felt like a long time! it was honestly ‘cause i got a bit caught up with writing persona 4 fanfics ever since i started watching the anime with my cousins when i visited them last month LOL. i also was struggling with what to write for an iida drabble, but this idea came up and i figured, “why not?”. although i have to admit, this one does feel a bit short, despite it being a little bit over 1,000 words 🙁 but anyways, i hope y’all will still like it! :)

reader type: gender neutral

reader specification(s): none

genre(s): fluff

trigger warning(s): none

summary: after iida came back home from a hero mission, you weren’t expecting for him to turn into a child the next morning.

word count: 1.3k words

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key:

(y/n) = your name

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   You were aware that Iida had been hit by a villain quirk today. However, when he came back home from his hero mission that same night, nothing seemed to be different about him. And while you were glad he had no injuries, there was still worry lingering inside of you. That was when you assumed that the effect would settle in tomorrow (and that you were scared of).

   So when you were slowly brought out of your sleep by an unfamiliar voice, you were a little bit confused. Did someone somehow enter your apartment? Because you were sure that you kept all the doors and windows locked before you and Iida went to sleep. 

   Instead of fully opening your eyes, you closed them back. You figured this must have been some weird dream. In the meantime, maybe you could move closer to Iida and cuddle him. After all, he had a rough day yesterday, so this might as well cheer him up--

   “(Y/N), sweetheart. Wake up!” 

   Okay, there goes that unfamiliar voice again (and why did they call you sweetheart? As far as you were concerned, so far, Iida was the only one who called you that). With the confusion fully settling in, you did not feel like going back to sleep because you knew something was going on. It was not fear that was settling in. It was more of a suspicion. 

   Letting out a yawn, you rubbed your eyes before sitting up from your bed. “What? Who’s that?” 

   The person behind the voice huffed. “I thought you would have recognized me somewhat, but it’s me!” 

   Seconds passed as the weight on your eyelids was beginning to fade. And now that you thought about it, the voice was starting to sound familiar. You guessed that you did not recognize it since you were not fully awake. But when your eyes fully opened, you were not expecting Iida to not be there beside you. 

   Instead, you came across a small child wearing his pajamas (and they were too big on him). 

   At first, you tilted your head in confusion. First off, who was this child, and what were they doing in your apartment? And second off, where was your husband, Iida? 

   Your eyes squinted at the child as you looked at them in slight suspicion. Meanwhile, they stared back at you. There was also something about them that looked familiar, too (not just their voice). They have even got his hairstyle, his eyes, and his overall appearance. Almost as if it was the child version of Iida--

   Wait a minute.

   Your eyes widened. 

   Wait a damn minute.

   “T-Tenya?! Wait, is that you?!” You spoke after seconds (what felt like minutes) of being in shock. Part of you believed that this was part of the dream. 

   The young boy nodded and scratched the back of his head. “Y-Yes, it’s me,” he said bashfully, “As a child, that is...” 

   WHAT?!

   You put a hand on your mouth.

   Oh, you have got to be kidding me.

   More seconds passed. But eventually, you had accepted that this was reality. Although, there were so many things going on in your head right now. Your husband had mysteriously turned into a child; it must have happened last night when the both of you were sleeping. 

   You never thought a situation like this would have happened. You were not necessarily bothered by it, as Iida was still alright. Like you knew yesterday, there was no need to treat his wounds or take him to a hospital. Although, you had to wonder. 

   “How did this happen? I swear, I heard nothing last night, and you were already fast asleep.”

   Iida placed a finger on his chin as he looked to be in deep thought. “This must have been the side effect of the villain that struck me with their quirk yesterday,” he inquired. “I could only assume that it took only a few hours for it to settle in, as it occurred between the time that I fell asleep and the time that I woke up. Although it is a bit strange that the villain only did this much to my body,” 

   Right. You almost forgot about that. “I mean, at least the villain didn’t technically hurt you, right?” you tilted your head. 

   He nodded. “Yes, I suppose you are right about that, (Y/N). It is a bit unfortunate that this happened. I have no clue how long I will be in this form before I go back to my normal self!” 

   Iida had a point. You knew that. For all you knew, he would have stayed as a child for a month! However, as this was a situation in which you would begin to panic, there was no single ounce of worry inside you. You began to stare at Iida, and it suddenly felt like your heartbeat was increasing. 

   Memories were washing over you about the one time you were visiting his family, and his mom was showing you childhood photos of your husband. Ignoring the pleas from Iida, your eyes began to remember seeing the young child in those photos. Oh, how your heart could not take it! He was just too cute to handle! With those bright blue eyes, the big small on his face, how tiny he looked. You swore you were about to cry from the cuteness. 

   And the fact that you were seeing child Iida right in front of you instead of just in photos?

   Your instincts came up to you, and that was when you suddenly grabbed Iida onto your lap and hugged him close. He let out a sound of surprise. “(Y/N)?! W-What are you doing?!” he cried. 

   “God, you are just too cute, Tenya!” you squealed, rubbing his back as though he needed comfort, “I’m sorry, but let me just hug you for a bit, please.”

   “Cute? Darling, I can assure you that I’m not cute! I have no idea where you’re getting this from,”

   “Oh, yes, you are! Stop hiding it.” You almost had to bite the inside of your cheeks so you would not burst out laughing. Even as a child, Iida still spoke eloquently, as you had always remembered. As much as this was a bit funny to you, you also found it twice as adorable. 

   “You know, this might sound bad, but I’m somewhat glad that the villain who hit you with his quirk ended up turning you into a child. You’re ten times cuter than before.”

   “(Y/N)!” Iida cried out as he pouted, “You cannot go saying stuff like that! And especially saying that you are happy that a villain used their quirk on me! What if it was something much more serious than this--”

   “I know, I know. But still, I could get used to holding you like a child!” you grinned. 

   Iida sighed. There was no point in trying to argue with you. He could only think back to the time when his mom was showing you his baby photos (much to his dismay), and you were practically fangirling. Iida was almost starting to wish the mission he went on yesterday did not happen in the first place. So ultimately, he might as well let you hug him for the time being. 

   And it was not like Iida did not enjoy the affection, either. No, he loved it very much! Iida even decided to wrap his arms around you and bury his face into your chest. Although, he swore he heard another squeal come out of you. 

   After moments went by, you released Iida from your grip, and you looked at him. “Well, how about I make you some breakfast now? I bet you’re a bit hungry,”

   As if in sync, Iida felt a grumble coming out of his stomach. You let out a soft chuckle watching him blush in slight embarrassment, and you gently picked him up into your arms. “I guess you are. Alright, let’s go!” 

   To which Iida smiled softly at that.