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mozzeralla-stix · 11 months ago

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Worried

Hi! So, I haven't written any sort of fan fiction in like 4+ years. Recently, I've gotten back into The Walking Dead and decided I wanted to try to write a Carl x Reader short! So here it is.

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Fluff, No Y/N, No gendered pronouns, No TW

The smell of the forest is welcoming considering the usual odors that violate my pallet. I pay close attention to the crunch of the leaves as I pace myself on my trip- I need to ensure no walkers are around, at least any that could tear into my flesh. I feel the weight of my bag begin to sprout an ache in my right shoulder: Carl was right, I should have packed lighter for this run.

Rick requested that I make the trek to the convenience store a few miles away for some medical supplies: bandages, pain killers, pre-natal meds, etc. I am not too keen on going on trips alone as I certainly don’t have the best aim out of everyone in Alexandria- yet Rick insisted it would be a good learning opportunity for survival and getting used to the surrounding area. Carl honestly had more protests than I did, worrying about me getting bit or running into trouble.

My mind begins to wander towards Carl, thinking about the past few years of our kinship. We met at the prison, my mother and I had been searching desperately for aid or shelter and we took notice of the slight changes to the courtyard. Thankfully, Rick noticed us and welcomed us with open arms. Considering Carl was the only other kid my age we began to become close friends. We would talk for hours about our lives before the walkers appeared, our favorite comics, our distaste for certain canned goods that we had to eat. Him and I became inseparable. We especially bonded when the prison collapsed. In all of the chaos, my mother got bitten and didn't make it. It felt like no one could ever understand the pain I felt, until Carl stood by my side and shared his own experience. We began to be strong support systems for each other, always going to the other when we were upset. He was- and still is- the only person in the world that I could call my best friend. I’ve seen him grow into the amazing and caring person he is now. He isn't too bad looking either- I'm surprised he hasn't hit it off with Enid after all this time.

I slowly refocus my thoughts and realize the sun is beginning to set. The sky is slowly turning into blissful purple and pink hues, dancing off of the few clouds in the sky. Looking at my map, I realize that I won't reach Alexandria before it gets dark. Of course, the one thing I didn't pack was a flashlight. I glance back at the map and see a little house icon drawn in red that isn't too far from here. I decide it’s best to settle there for the night and stray from my path. As the night only gets darker the lump in my throat becomes more difficult to swallow. Each of my footsteps feel louder than the last as the silence of the forest fills my ears. Just as the moon begins to peak from behind the tall trees, I find myself standing in front of a small, wooden cabin. I raise my pistol and open the door, preparing for the worst. Thankfully, I am not met with any groaning or oozing, blood ridden rotting flesh. I continue into the cabin and light a nearby candle with a match, bringing a soft warmth to the main room. I search the rest of the cabin, ultimately finding nothing but an old bed and some canned food. I finally release the bag from my shoulder and rub the aching area with my palm, attempting to soothe the dull sting. Now that I'm in a safe area, I feel my body begin to slip into exhaustion and allow the day to seep into my muscles. I find myself plopping onto the mattress, slowly drifting off into the cold surroundings of sleep.

...knock knock knock

I am pulled from sleep by a light knocking on the window, slowly turning my sleepiness into downright panic. The moment my eyes are fully opened, I jump from the bed in fear and grab my pistol. While it is uncommon for a single walker to break any sort of window or door- you can never be too sure. I slowly place one foot in front of the other as I make my way to the window, slightly covered by a tethered curtain. I fill my lungs with air and grab hold of the curtain, swiftly pulling it to the side to reveal what grueling monster could possibly be bothering me in the middle of the night. To my surprise, I am met with shaggy brown hair and an infamous cowboy hat rather than a walker begging to take my life away. I grab ahold of the small handle attached to the window and pull, allowing Carl to climb himself into the room.

“Carl! What are you doing here? How did you even find me?”

Carl gave a small sigh and rolled his eyes in playful annoyance. “I've been your best friend for years by now, you really think I don't know what you do when you're panicked? Plus, I got worried; you were supposed to be back by sunset.” Carl says, furrowing his brows at the last part with a mix of concern and curiosity. I stare at him with a tired gaze and feel a bit of shame creep up my neck- I probably worried quite a few people.

“Well, the trip took a lot longer than I thought it would, and there was no way I would be caught alone with a walker at night.” Carl gives a small nod of understanding as I stare into his eyes. I find his care for me adorable; he is always worried if I am okay. Even better, I can see it clear as day in his iris's anytime he is worried. I suddenly feel a pair of arms wrap around my torso, engulfing me in warmth and comfort. I let out a breath of relief and put my arms around his neck, squishing my face on his chest. I allow myself to stand there for a moment- taking everything about him in. The warmth his body generates, his rhythmic heartbeat, his hands drawing small circles on my back, and how good he somehow smells in an apocalypse. I feel his arms begin to move away, and his hands trail their way up to my shoulders- holding me gently in place. He lifts my chin to ensure I'm looking him in his beautiful eyes.

“Y’know, I was seriously worried about you. I'm so happy you're safe. I could never live without you. Honestly, I-” Carl cuts himself off before he can finish his sentence, clearly nervous about what was going to come out of his mouth. I cock one eyebrow up to show my confusion, and Carl lets out a soft sigh.

“I- well- I love you. I have for so long and I just never knew how to tell you. I wouldn't go outside the walls this late at night for anyone else.” As the words leave his lips, I feel my heart sputter and my soul fill with joy. I look at him with awe and I can't stop myself from grinning like an idiot. Once he notices my expression, Carl rolls his eyes at me and grabs the back of my head, gently putting me towards him. Our lips connect softly, and I can feel my pulse speed up. I wrap my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss, and I feel him smile at the action. We continue with the sweet, innocent kisses and pecks until I whimper at the feeling of his tongue swiping at my bottom lip. I'm hesitant at first, but the burning in my chest soon overwhelms my nerves and I slightly open my mouth, allowing him to deepen our kiss even further. I feel his tongue gently enter my mouth, creating electric shocks that run throughout my body. I moan even more, and he lightly giggles at how noisy I'm being. We begin to become more in tune with each other, slowly developing a steady rhythm and dance between us. He moves his hands down to my hips and pulls me closer to him, wanting to be as close to me in this moment as physically possible. I happily accept the physical contact and begin to setting my fingers in his curly hair. He makes a soft noise as a reaction to my small pulls and scratches on his scalp. We both begin to get quite heated and start panting. Our kisses become rougher with each second that passes by and there is an undeniable tightness sealing itself in the low depths of my abdomen. Deciding to be a little testy, I grab a sizable portion of his hair and pull with much more force than before- causing him to moan into my mouth. I feel my cheeks begin to radiate a glowing heat at the noise, and Carl pulls away from my lips, eliciting a small whine from me. He grabs my chin lightly and forces my eyes up to his, only making my cheeks burn even brighter.

“I love you so goddamn much.”

“I love you too.”

I feel him pull me into an embrace again, pulling apart only to lie me down on the bed. He pushes my back against his waist until he spoons me, helping me in feeling so very sleepy again. With the safety of his arms, I begin to drift off again...

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I hope you enjoyed! Feel free to leave any feedback or comments! Maybe a part 2??

#the walking dead #carl grimes #carl x reader #carl grimes x reader #imagine #oneshot #fluff #1000+ words #fanfic #l word #L bomb #androgynous #no y/n

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sadie-bug345 · 1 year ago

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Ok one more I need outsiders Halloween hcs (costumes, what they do on Halloween, like go to parties, trick or treating, or staying in and watching scary movies) etc. THANK YOU IM DYING I LOVE YOUR WORK

OMG SHUT UP i just checked out your blog and you seem so cool😭🥰

what the gang does on halloween!!

yall im fr missing this time of year 😭🫢

ponyboy: - he only wants to go trick or treating if friends are going - probably gets pooped after like an hour🙄🖐️ - he seems like the type to dress up as a niche character from a show, movie, or book - and the SECOND anyone asks him abt it he will be like “😃i’ll tell you all about it!!” - LMAO its super cute though - he probably really likes handing out candy to kids though - he’d give a bunch of candy to kids with the coolest costumes in his humble opinion - he’s a blast to hang out with tho.

johnny: - prob get really into his costume, he’d go all out with makeup - lmao he’s giving like joker vibes and dallyd be batman or smth😭 - like pony, he’d only go trick or treating or out to parties if his friends pressure him to - if it was his choice he’d be perfectly content chillin on the couch with some snacks and a scary movie - i feel like he’d like poltergeist (this is my personal fave horror movie so im projecting lmfao) - the type to have a total straight face during the movie but he’s QUAKING.

sodapop: - he a partier for sure - probably have some goofy ahh matching costume with steve - like they’d kill it with the ghostbusters costumes - if he does hand out candy he’d be over here hyping up kids costumes which is so sweet - he’d pretend to get all scared when some kid yells “boo!” at him😭🫶 - just good vibes all around ngl

darry: - in high school he’d def go to parties and stuff - but now he only goes to supervise the loose cannons of the gang (dallas) - he’d probably wear a shirt that says “this is my costume” or smth - when he’s not making sure everyone’s making decent decisions he’s at home handing out candy - he got a special bowl for rude kids that just has like toothbrushes and raisins in it 😭😭

dally: - i feel like he’d begrudgingly match costumes with his friends - secretly loves it tho don’t tell him i said that - goes to some parties for a bit just to make his necessary appearance - but gets bored after a bit and goes to wreak some havoc in the neighborhoods - steals candy, ransacks those haunted houses people set up in their garages, scares kids, you name it, dallas the menace has done it - it’s a lot of fun but also concerning like wow you really like giving kids traumatizing core memories?? 😧

two-bit: - ONLY joke costumes - i can see him in onesies, inflatable costumes, just anything that makes someone crack a smile - most likely a partier, if he does stay home and watch movies he’s secretly scared - the type to make fun of anything the characters are doing - lemme tell you he is RELENTLESS - like he’s lowk coming up with a whole plan just in case he’s in that horror movie situation - “so first, i’d get the bat i hide underneath my bed at all times and then get my emergency flashlight and slide on a mattress down the stairs and out the door and-“ - and you’re just like “🧍‍♀️” - LMAOOO.

steve: - he will probably get so hyped up at parties - matching with sodapop duh - super fun ngl - he and soda will just dare each other to do dumb crap and they’ll actually do it - meanwhile everyone is just staring with admiration and concern in their eyes lmaoo - probably pigs out on candy at three am but don’t we all😭🫶

cherry: - this girl will pull up with the cutest but also most random costume ever LMAOO - like ponyboy it’s probably super niche and no one really expect cherry to wear it - everyone expects her to just be a hot zombie cheerleader or smth - she said she’s too iconic for that😔🖐️ - she’s honestly the kinda gal to just hang out at home if she had it her way - but hates scary movies so like she’ll watch half and just have a breakdown and switch it to my little pony - she’s so funny and sweet to the kids trick or treating - if she sees some littler kids getting bullied she’d swoop in and steal their candy like a superhero or smth LMAO.

thanks so much for requesting again! this was a lot of fun!❤️‼️

#dallas winston #the outsiders #the outsiders sodapop #johnny cade #ponyboy curtis #steve randle #sodapop curtis #two bit mathews #darry curtis

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besidesitstoowarm · 6 months ago

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"Amy's Choice" thoughts

this is almost like a. midseason finale type episode? not plot-wise, i don't think dw ever does midseason finales the way walking dead does for example, but it very much addresses head-on the major source of inter-companion tension, that being amy's interest in the doctor and her neglect of rory. that said i love how it does end in amy making her choice BUT that's not the end of it. like it's not like this ties up that part of her arc in a bow, it continues through s7. amy pond character that you are

anyway i'm not going to recap this one beat by beat bc that would take a million years but basic premise is our three heroes keep alternating between one world (the tardis is in danger) and another (it's the future on earth and amy and rory are settled) and have to figure out which one is real and also why this is happening. i imagine at the time it might've been more up in the air which was real bc my bf never believed for a second that the "amy is pregnant" world was the real one. i honestly don't remember if i ever did either, it's been a long time

they meet up with toby jones who is a hallucination and calls himself the dream lord and says he's here to fuck with the doctor because he feels like it. i respect his honesty. a few plot things that i did notice enough to take notes on: when the doctor touches down in "amy pregnant" world, rory is the first one to rush out to see him! the doctor sees amy and is so awed and giddy that it kind of made me sad, remembering he was a dad and a granddad once. he sees so much death and horror that little amelia pond being a mother herself must be so much for him

anywayyyy we a love a Themes episode. the plot stuff doesn't even matter really cause the actual episode is: what does amy want? does AMY know what amy wants? does she want the security, love, unconditional love of a husband and family (yes, she does) or does she want the excitement of these adventures with her very handsome imaginary friend (yes, she does). this is kind of what i was getting at the other day, it does feel like an actual choice that might make you hesitate. i would consider either one of these lives a valid and engaging one. whereas why would you stay home with mickey or your weird divorced dad or your shrew mother who does nothing but criticize you?

i like how the rory-world is such a little fairy tale, the beautiful pastoral setting, the happy ever after. because the doctor is also the fairy tale, the bedtime story, the man too big to be real. they're different stories, and amy's choice is which protagonist she wants to be, if she wants the adventure or the after (or if she thinks she can have both). and then you get this very toymaker-type villain, the author, rewriting each reality and changing the rules however he feels like. he's also massively cunty like when he says the doctor wears "clothes designed by a first year fashion student" or says that he loves a redhead "did he tell you about elizabeth the first, well, she thought she was the first" or when he comes so close to calling him a homophobic slur in that freezer i almost screamed out loud. i can't believe he's not considered a more iconic one-off. "the old man prefers the company of the young" so much of the eleven era is about deconstructing the "doctor as mythical hero" thing, rory is so good for that too of course. get his ass

i like that this episode carries on the throughline from last episode of the doctor and rory kind of casually engaging in a dick-measuring contest (last episode, very suggestively so with their flashlights). and i really like that rory calls it out for what it is "are we disagreeing or competing?" i think that was a bit of a lightbulb-moment for the doctor, too. where he realizes rory is trying the hardest he can to even match the doctor's stride and that he, eleven, is trying way too hard, bc it's not really much of a contest and eleven's pride or ego isn't worth blowing up everything rory cares about, loves, values, and wants (which is to make amy happy)

and of course. the ending. the trolley problem. rory dies and amy has to decide, is this the fake world and they need to die to escape it? or is this the real one and rory is gone? and i love that she doesn't even try to reason it out, no logic, just pure feral animal abandonment instincts and she is dead-set on murder-suicide with eleven bc either they need to die to break the spell or she can't stand a life without rory. and she has no way of knowing that was the right decision other than she refused to consider otherwise. i don't think amy is right when she says she never realized how much she loved rory until just then, i think she's so damaged that she couldn't stand to accept HIS love until she realized how bad it hurt to have it gone. this will also continue through her post-"good man goes to war" behavior that drives the beginning of s7. amy thinks she's unloveable, or undeserving of someone as Good as rory, so she sabotages herself up until she loses him, and then she can't bear it. god she's so REAL

and then of course the "real" world was also fake and the doctor blew them all up to save them for real. and the dream lord was a manifestation of the doctor's worst impulses, instincts, desires, fears, etc bc they all got fantasy ergot poisoning. it's a little wack but idk i don't want this show to get all the wibbly wobbly explained okay i will accept ANY amount of timey wimey bullshit if the themes and character work are fire. actually isn't this basically a valeyard kind of character? kind of a time lord victorious one. i would love to have seen more dream lord. this was the only episode of dw this writer ever wrote and that's a bummer, i'd have loved to have seen more

one last shoutout is that when the doctor first arrives in rory-world he goes "what do you do to stave off the..." and rory finishes the sentence with "boredom?" just as amy finishes it with "self harm?" god that says it all doesn't it. this was incredibly rambly but this was a really rich, dense episode. and i needed to relish in some goodness before the next few stinkers

#doctor who #besides its too rewatch #dw s5 #Amy's Choice

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hezuart · 1 year ago

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Trivial Little Nightmares question:

Where do you think Six got her (somewhat iconic) lighter from?

Honestly not sure. Frankly, most of the items the characters receive in-game (flashlights, match sticks, and a remote control, etc) are completely random, uneventful encounters

#ask #text post #little nightmares #six #she probably just found it in a suitcase #or on a dead body or in a coat pocket

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ghostbustingreen · 1 year ago

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𝟑-𝟓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘.

𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒:

forest green.

blue.

purple.

pink.

golden yellow.

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒:

freshly cooked pasta.

the scent of baking and comforting home meals.

when gardening, fresh flowers, grass stains and damp earth.

hints of fresh tea.

when working, oil and damp clothes.

𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐍:

classic overalls and green shirt combo with the iconic L cap to match his bro.

sweater vests, turtlenecks and cosy home-knitted jumpers.

light and pretty dresses that are easy to move in.

red and white striped socks.

long nightgown with a nightcap and candle.

𝐎𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒:

his trusty ghostbusting poltergust.

a set of well used, but well-maintained plumber's tools.

a flashlight.

well-worn cookbooks handed down from his mother and grandmother with notes inside from each of them.

a happy photograph of him with arm around his brother.

𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄:

anxious hand wringing.

tapping his head and moustache thoughtfully.

nervous humming to himself.

wide-eyed, frozen in fear.

a gentle smile, full of warmth, kindness and innocence.

𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒:

a hot mug of tea beside a light, lush green garden.

a delicious homemade meal of pizza / pasta.

cute green mushroom-shaped kitchen utensils.

a cosy night-in with a loved one, falling asleep under cosy blankets with a pet.

a decrepit old-fashioned haunted mansion, full of antiques and brimming with ghosts.

tagged by: yoinked

tagging: yoink it from me!

#( ❝ I've’a practised but nobody will play with luigi! will you play with me? ❞ ⦙ memes )#( ;; headcanon ⦙ ❝ get this bro ❞ ✰ )

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protagonistheavy · 1 year ago

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Overwatch and Dead by Daylight could definitely have crossover content with each other as a sort of Halloween-themed event and also because they're the main two games I play nowadays, so they have that in common with each other. Here's my little dreamlist of content I'd want to see + a copy of that list in case you throw the first one in the trash.

In Overwatch:

Huntress Junker Queen. This would probably be the feature skin, since Huntress is so iconic, and I think this is the best match between characters. JQ's knife is turned into a hatchet for sure, and her ultimate would include some of the entity's crows flying around and squawking; maybe her ult voice line would be changed to "Time to be sacrificed!"/"Take 'em to the entity's realm!" Absolutely would come with a voice line of humming the Huntress's lullaby.

Trapper Junkrat. He's the only hero with a bear trap, after all, and Trapper's mask would look pretty fitting on Junkrat. Yeah the personality doesn't match lol but I think that's part of the charm. Would pair well with an emote where Junkrat sets a trap ala Trapper style, but then steps into it by accident and kicks it off. This would probably be the "free" skin they let you earn.

Clown Roadhog. Yeah pretty much all the junkers get in on this event. Both have the big boy body type of course. Hog's breather-bottle would be turned into a glass bottle like the Clown's, and his hook would resemble a hook from the entity's realm, which he'd definitely have an extra amount of hook-based voice lines to play with.

Skull Merchant Symmetra. This is maybe the most wild one lol but I think it's a good combo, with Skull Merchant representing the more-modern angle of DBD content. Sym probably has the best matching body type, and her turrets can definitely take the appearance close to that of Skull Merchant's drones. Her gun would also skin very well into the Skull Merchant's claw, I think. I could also see Widowmaker fitting here instead.

Spirit Moira. The Banshee skin is already pretty close to what to picture here. I'm not sure if Overwatch could get away with having the mangled/floating body parts, but it'd look damn cool if they could. Moira works well with her vanishing, and she could be given a cooler melee animation by drawing the Spirit's sword to attack, perhaps. Plus an emote that replicates the Spirit using her phase, going stiff, and reappearing somewhere close by.

Weapons charms could be all sorts of DBD icons, including totems, pallets, med kits, flashlights, and toolboxes.

A DBD-inspired 4v1 game mode.

In DBD:

Roadhog Clown. Yeah these two just straight-up swap games. Roadhog is certainly the "scariest" character from Overwatch so he's a shoe-in, and again, he just has that right body type and personality. Not much to note cosmetically other than perhaps changing the knife to be like Roadhog's hook.

Reaper Gunslinger. Once again, Reaper is one of Overwatch's only spooky characters, so he probably has to be worked in. I know cowboy stuff is more up Cassidy's alley, and Ashe also has the ADS weapon, but neither of them are really the right vibe for DBD. Even with Reaper, I imagine they'd have to play up his creepiness a little more.

Genji Trickster. Lmao. Genji probably counts somewhere as the third scariest Overwatch hero. Knives easily become shurikens, his bat easily becomes a katana. Maybe they'd want to go for a spookier inspiration for Genji, like using his Blackwatch skin for inspiration.

Tracer, Soldier 76, Mercy, and D.va skins for survivors. Not sure who would exactly fit into who, but these seem the most like "survivor" heroes, especially in the way they play. Tracer and Soldier are known for their speed, and Mercy and D.va feel "helpless" when hunted down. These are definitely the heroes who'd be most fucked-over if you took away their weapons in a slasher scenario.

Charms could include the OW logo, health packs, the elimination skull marker, various weapons from heroes, Winton...

Yeah the content is probably a little more favored towards Overwatch in such a crossover, what with it being easier to translate stuff out of DBD rather than into it. That said, DBD has also tried opening itself up to more categories than just straight-up horror, and in a way I see these games sort of as cousins what with their similar release times. Idk, something about these two franchises feel like they'd come together well.

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spider-mandaily · 2 months ago

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Every title cards comic references that Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man picked on (and other comic references!):

Episode 1: The first opening title card pays homage to Amazing Fantasy #15, the legendary debut of Spider-Man! That pose, that vibe… it’s a timeless classic brought to life on screen!

Episode 2: The second episode's title card is a clear nod to The Amazing Spider-Man #546, the start of Brand New Day. New beginnings, fresh twists… you can feel the parallel here!

Episode 3: No exact match here, but it gives me big Spider-Man: Shadow of the Green Goblin vibes. Spidey in the foreground with Goblin's menacing face lurking behind. On the title card in the same pose is Norman Osborn. Coincidence? I think not...

PS: We cannot forget this awesome comic reference from episode 3 as well:

Because, seriously, this shot? This shot right here? It’s straight-up ripped from The Amazing Spider-Man #70 (1963), and I’m losing my mind over how beautifully they reinterpreted it.

First off, the spotlight composition—the way it isolates Spidey, trapping him in this stark contrast of yellow against the dark background? That’s classic Romita Sr. storytelling. In the comic, it’s police flashlights pinning him to a brick wall, making him look like a fugitive. But in YFNSM, it’s an overhead searchlight casting him in that same “nowhere to run” energy. It’s such a subtle way to say, “Yeah, Peter Parker will always be hunted, always be one step ahead, but always one mistake away from getting caught.”

And THE POSE. THE POSE. The way his body is angled, mid-movement, hands splayed out in that classic spider-crawl? The way the camera looks down at him from above, mimicking the way the comic had him in full view, framed by the light? They didn’t just reference the cover—they translated it into motion.

But the REAL kicker? The thematic parallel. In ASM #70, Peter’s on the run because he’s being falsely accused of a crime (thanks to Jameson’s smear campaign, as usual). And now, in Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man, we get the exact same energy. It’s visual storytelling at its finest—showing us that no matter the era, no matter the medium, Spider-Man is always one step away from being a public enemy.

This show isn’t just referencing classic Spider-Man comics. It’s understanding them. It’s living in them. And that’s why it slaps so hard.

Episode 4: Then, we have another spectacular title card comic reference. This one’s an easy catch, it mirrors the cover of The Amazing Spider-Man #100 (1971). A web of memories and legacy. Another true Spidey classic!

Episode 5: Spidey's signature crouch here is iconic, but the closest match? The Amazing Spider-Man: Renew Your Vows #3 (2015). Classic hero stance with that timeless Spidey energy!

Episode 6: Okay, Marvel fans, this one is sick. It’s a clear nod to the Marvel Knights: Daredevil cover from the early 2000s. Spidey + Daredevil? Always a win! Also, come on! I think that this reference is obvious too since this awesome episode literally stars Daredevil's special appearance here and what better to way to add Daredevil's comic reference to this outstanding title card! That's definetely genius!

Episode 7: For those who might not know, the title card for Episode 7 is a direct reference to The Amazing Spider-Man #318, an issue from Todd McFarlane’s legendary late-80s run. And let me tell you—this isn’t just a case of “oh, the poses kinda match,” this is an intentional, frame-for-frame recreation with just enough modernization to make it fit seamlessly into the show’s aesthetic. The detail, the pose, it’s like stepping right into a '90s Spidey comic.

THE VISUAL PARALLELS: IT’S ALL IN THE DYNAMICS

First off, let’s talk about the actual composition because wow, the way it mirrors the original comic cover is insane:

Spider-Man’s pose? Identical. Mid-air, twisted body, one leg bent, one stretched out, arms out in a perfect acrobatic counterbalance. It’s a classic Spidey silhouette, and the show absolutely nails it.

Scorpion? Literally the same aggressive forward charge, coiled tail framing the shot, muscles tensed as if he’s seconds away from landing a hit. They didn’t just throw Scorpion into the scene—they posed him exactly like McFarlane’s original artwork.

The background chaos? Both images have a wall of destruction, bricks and debris flying everywhere, emphasizing just how explosive this moment is. Even the curve of Scorpion’s tail is almost identical, acting as this natural framing device that guides your eye toward Spider-Man.

And it’s not just that they recreated the cover—it’s how they adapted it. The show takes McFarlane’s hyper-exaggerated, in-your-face comic book action and translates it into a sleeker, more stylized animated aesthetic, but without losing any of the energy.

AND THE BEST PART? THE EPISODE IS ABOUT SCORPION, JUST LIKE THE COMIC

Like. This isn’t just an aesthetic reference. This is an actual narrative parallel.

The Amazing Spider-Man #318 was part of Scorpion’s big return in McFarlane’s run, cementing him as a serious Spidey villain after some time in the background. And what’s Episode 7 of Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man about? Introducing Scorpion to the show.

They didn’t just pull a random iconic cover to reference—they pulled this specific issue because it matches what’s happening in the episode. It’s a visual AND thematic callback, connecting the animated series to the legacy of the comics in such an intentional way.

WHY THIS REFERENCE SLAPS SO HARD

This is what makes Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man feel so special—it understands Spidey’s history and respects it, but it’s not just doing a nostalgia play. It’s remixing and reinterpreting classic imagery to fit the show’s unique style while keeping that deep connection to Spider-Man’s comic roots.

It’s the kind of reference that works on multiple levels: - If you don’t know the comic, it just looks like a sick, action-packed title card. - If you do know the comic, you realize the insane level of detail that went into recreating it. - If you really know Spidey lore, you see how this isn’t just a visual reference but a full-circle moment, bringing Scorpion into the animated world just like this issue brought him back into comics.

It’s so good. It’s so smart. And it’s exactly the kind of thing that makes this show feel like it was made by people who genuinely love Spider-Man.

Episode 8: We need to talk about Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man Episode 8’s title card because the way it references one of the most legendary panels in Spidey history is actually making me LOSE IT. This is a full-blown, screaming-into-my-pillow, rolling-on-the-floor moment.

Like. The moment I saw it??? My soul left my body. The audacity of this show to just casually drop a title card that is literally a frame-by-frame homage to The Amazing Spider-Man #50 (1963)—a.k.a. the “Spider-Man No More” issue, a.k.a. one of the most emotionally devastating, most ICONIC Spidey images EVER—was honestly just TOO MUCH for me to handle. And the fact that this comes as a jaw-dropping homage toJohn Romita Sr., the man who literally helped shape Spidey’s visual identity??? THE BEST THING EVER TO BE HONEST! Like, this wasn’t just some “Hey, look, we did a cool comic reference!” moment. No. The showrunners went all in on making this episode a modernized, emotionally gut-punching reimagining of the exact struggles that made that comic arc so unforgettable. And I NEED to talk about it.

The Reference

Romita Sr.’s original panel is so deeply ingrained in Spidey’s history that even people who don’t read comics probably know it. Peter walking away, head down, shoulders slumped, while his Spidey suit—crumpled, abandoned—hangs limply in the foreground. The composition. The colors. The gut-wrenching loneliness of it all. It’s a moment that SCREAMS "I can't do this anymore." And when it dropped in The Amazing Spider-Man #50? It defined what it means to be Peter Parker: this constant, heartbreaking cycle of sacrifice, of choosing between himself and the world, of trying to walk away even when he knows he never truly can.

AND THEN THIS SHOW COMES ALONG AND HITS ME WITH THIS???

The exact same framing. The exact same walk of defeat. The exact same abandoned mask in the foreground, except here it’s Peter’s hoodie (because let’s be real, that’s his version of the Spidey suit at this stage in his life). The warm yellows and greens replacing the original’s cold blues make it feel different but just as heavy. The graffiti, the dumpsters, the messy urban sprawl—it’s a perfect modernization of that same iconic moment.

Like, at its core, The Amazing Spider-Man #50 was about Peter Parker’s exhaustion. He’s broke. He’s stretched thin. He’s losing himself to the weight of responsibility, and he genuinely wonders if it’s all worth it. He’s sick of sacrificing his own happiness, sick of constantly choosing duty over self. So he makes a decision: he walks away.

But as we all know, being Spider-Man isn’t just something Peter does. It’s something he is. And no matter how much he tries to let go, the city still needs him. The people still need him. And ultimately… he still needs to be Spider-Man.

AND THIS SHOW SAID, “OKAY, BUT WHAT IF WE PUNCH YOU IN THE HEART EVEN HARDER?”

Because in Episode 8, we see this Peter—this younger, still-learning, still-growing Peter—go through that same internal war, but in his own way.

He’s questioning if he’s doing the right thing.

He’s weighed down by guilt and self-doubt.

He’s struggling to balance his normal life with the impossible expectations of being a hero.

And just like in ASM #50, we see him consider walking away.

We don’t get a dramatic "I QUIT" moment, but the entire episode oozes that same “Spider-Man No More” energy. We see Peter feeling like he’s failing—like maybe being Spider-Man isn’t making things better. Like maybe he should just… stop.

Why This Hurts More Than It Should

I think what really destroys me about this is that Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man didn’t just reference a comic panel for the sake of being cool. They GET it. They understand that being Spider-Man is about the struggle, about the burden, about those moments where Peter just wants to let go but knows, deep down, that he never can.

I just CANNOT get over how perfect this homage is. It’s not just about recreating an iconic image. It’s about recreating its emotional impact in a way that fits this version of Peter.

The episode lives and breathes Romita Sr.'s legacy, even outside the title card.

It perfectly captures the weight of what it means to be Spider-Man.

It delivers one of the most heartfelt, jaw-dropping tributes to one of the greatest Spidey artists of all time.

John Romita Sr. helped define who Spider-Man is. His work showed us that Peter Parker isn’t just a hero because of his powers—he’s a hero because he never stops trying. And Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man Episode 8 understands that completely.

I just know that somewhere, he’d be so proud to see his work honored like this. His art shaped Spider-Man as we know him. His legacy is woven into the DNA of this character, and this title card feels like a love letter to everything he built.

Romita Sr. gave us some of the most stunning, emotionally charged, timeless Spider-Man imagery ever. And this show—this wonderful, heartfelt, perfectly crafted show—just immortalized his influence for a whole new generation of fans.

John Romita Sr., you will be so deeply missed. But your art will always live on. This show is making sure your legacy lives on!

Episode 9: THEN, we move straight into Episode 9, which brings the momentum full circle. The previous episode was about Peter struggling with his identity, contemplating stepping away from being Spider-Man. But now? He doesn’t have a choice. He’s prey. The title card is once again a perfect recreation of a classic comic cover, this time from The Spectacular Spider-Man #215 (1976), where Scorpion is in full beast mode, literally holding Spider-Man’s torn mask in his claws. The show’s version is just as ominous—Scorpion crouched, mask in hand, the alley dripping with danger. The flow between these episodes is so well done. We go from Peter’s internal struggle (Episode 8) to his external nightmare (Episode 9).

The Comic: The Spectacular Spider-Man #215

This issue is not messing around. The cover immediately establishes a sense of dread—Scorpion is front and center, hulking over the remains of Spider-Man’s torn mask, claws dripping with webbing and possibly blood. The composition is chaotic yet deliberate; the jagged edges of the mask, the rain-streaked background, the intensity in Scorpion’s pose—this is the moment where you realize just how dangerous he is. It’s Predator and Prey for a reason. The contrast between Spidey’s usual agility and Scorpion’s brute force is at its most terrifying when Peter is cornered, and this cover captures that fear perfectly.

The Title Card: A Perfect Modern Reinvention

Now, look at the title card for Episode 9. It’s the same energy—but distilled through the show’s unique visual style.

The pose is nearly identical: Scorpion crouching low, ready to strike, completely dominant in the frame.

The mask, torn and held in his grip, is the most striking similarity. In the comic, it’s shredded almost beyond recognition, a brutal symbol of Spider-Man’s vulnerability. In the title card, we get a slightly more intact mask, but the meaning remains: Spider-Man has lost this fight.

Even the color palette mirrors the comic. The deep blues and greens of the comic’s murky background are translated into a darker, shadowy alley, making it clear that Peter is trapped. This isn’t his home turf—it’s a hunting ground.

The Episode’s Thematic Flow

Now, what really makes this title card hit so hard is how it follows the Spider-Man No More homage from Episode 8. In that episode, Peter was choosing to walk away, wrestling with his own identity and whether or not he could carry the weight of being Spider-Man. It was an internal struggle.

But in Episode 9? That choice is stripped away.

If Episode 8 was about Peter contemplating giving up the mask, Episode 9 is about someone ripping it from him.

Scorpion is the perfect villain to represent this shift. He’s a physical embodiment of what happens when Peter hesitates—when his doubt allows a predator to get too close.

The fact that this title card directly echoes a Spectacular Spider-Man cover also reinforces that we’re in the middle of a downward spiral for Peter. Things aren’t just bad; they’re getting worse [SPOILERS: For the first time in the show, we get to see what happens when Spider-Man stops pulling his punches—and it is downright feral.

The showrunners didn’t just adapt the Predator and Prey theme from the comic in its visuals. They adapted the entire energy of it. In the comic, Scorpion is portrayed as this absolute menace, a brutal tank of a villain that Spider-Man can’t just dance around—he has to put him down. And the show? The show does that concept justice.

Because Peter doesn’t just win. He almost demolishes Scorpion.

THE BRUTALITY—THE SHOW DOESN’T HOLD BACK

Let’s talk about that fight.

The rage in Peter’s attacks is visceral. You feel every punch. The animation, the sound design, the choreography—everything sells just how terrifying Peter is when he finally stops holding back.

The moment Scorpion realizes he’s not in control anymore? Chills. The second Peter stops dodging and just takes his attacks like they’re nothing—you know it’s over.

And then Peter goes in. No quips, no banter—just raw, unforgiving violence. He’s grabbing Scorpion's tail, ready to tear through him like he’s nothing until Lonnie stops him.

The sheer force of his punches is insane—there’s one hit that literally makes the air crack.

When Peter finally stands over Scorpion down on the ground, ready to kill him, I thnk it’s just framed just like the title card—only now, he’s the predator.

Like, this is not the kind of fight we would really expect to get in Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man. Usually, Peter fights defensively, dodging, outsmarting, making sure to keep things under control. But in this episode?

Control is gone.

The showrunners make a deliberate choice to show that Peter Parker has limits. You can only push him so far before something in him snaps.

And the best part? This isn’t just violence for the sake of violence. It’s storytelling.

Peter isn’t just fighting Scorpion—he’s fighting his own guilt, his own doubts, his own pent-up frustration from everything that’s been building up over the past few episodes, especially from what Norman Osborn expects him to be.

The way it ties into Episode 8’s Spider-Man No More reference? Brilliant. Peter was walking away in Episode 8, questioning whether he could handle the burden of being Spider-Man. And in Episode 9? He answers that question—with violence.

This episode is a turning point. Spider-Man isn’t the same after this. And that’s what makes it so groundbreaking—it dares to ask the question: What happens when Peter Parker actually fights like the strongest person in the room?

Coming back to the title card, this isn’t just a reference for the sake of reference. The creative team behind Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man is deeply engaged with Spider-Man’s visual storytelling history. They’re using these iconic images not just as callbacks, but as narrative devices. Each title card prepares you for the emotional and thematic core of the episode before it even starts.

And the fact that this is Scorpion’s episode? Oh, it’s perfect. This is a villain who has always been about overpowering Spider-Man in a way that few others can. Where Peter is quick, agile, and clever, Scorpion is relentless, savage, and built for destruction. And just like in the comic, this title card tells you everything you need to know—Peter is in real danger, and there’s no easy way out.

This is how you honor Spider-Man’s history. Not just with nods and winks, but by understanding what made these moments iconic and integrating them into new, powerful storytelling. The way these episodes flow from one to the next—from internal struggle to external nightmare—is just chef’s kiss.

Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man isn’t just referencing Spidey’s past. It’s becoming part of it.

Episode 10: There’s something incredibly poetic about the way Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man wraps up its first season, and the final episode’s title card is a masterful visual homage that encapsulates the essence of Spider-Man’s journey.

At first glance, it’s an obvious tribute to The Amazing Spider-Man (2014) #1, the issue that saw Peter Parker reclaiming his identity and responsibilities after the dark, morally complex era of Superior Spider-Man. But on a deeper level, this visual choice is an intentional statement about Peter’s growth across the season—how far he’s come, how much he’s suffered, and where he stands by the end of it all.

The pose, colors, and composition of the title card aren’t just nostalgic for nostalgia’s sake—they're deeply symbolic of Peter’s restoration and reaffirmation as Spider-Man after a season of emotional and physical trials.

The pose: The way Peter swings freely through the city, arms open, fully embracing his role, is a deliberate contrast to the heavier, more burdened energy of previous episodes. This is Spider-Man at peace with himself, despite the darkness he’s endured.

The webbing’s movement: Unlike previous title cards, where there’s often an ominous, static, or intense energy (like Episode 9’s gritty Scorpion homage), the webs here move smoothly, forming large, elegant arcs—this sense of motion symbolizes forward momentum. Peter isn’t stuck in guilt, anger, or uncertainty anymore.

The bright, open sky: A notable shift from the darker, more confined settings in earlier episodes. The city below him is vibrant and golden—a visual metaphor for hope, a new beginning.

This mirrors the context of The Amazing Spider-Man #1 (2014), where Peter returns to his life after being displaced by Otto Octavius (Superior Spider-Man). The comic cover was all about Peter swinging back into action, reclaiming what was his. The title card does the exact same thing for the animated series—Peter has wrestled with his darker impulses, faced his greatest threats, and now? He is, simply, Spider-Man again.

Also, I need to talk about how the final episode's title card completely introduces Spider-Man's red and blue suit FULLY detached from Norman's white suit dessign. Like, the white suit—both aesthetically and narratively—carries major implications:

A Nod to the Future Foundation Suit (obviously!)

In the comics, the Future Foundation suit (worn by Spider-Man when he joined the Fantastic Four’s successor team) was a symbol of change and new alliances, but it also represented a departure from Peter’s usual solo, street-level identity.

The show uses the white suit to evoke this same idea—it’s Spider-Man working under the influence of someone else’s system (Osborn in this case, rather than Reed Richards).

Norman Osborn’s Influence Over Peter

In the show, the white suit isn’t just a new look—it represents Norman Osborn’s grip on Peter.

It’s a physical manifestation of Peter being molded, shaped, and subtly manipulated into something Osborn envisions for him—a Spider-Man that fits his world.

This plays into Norman’s ongoing attempts to control Peter, not just physically but mentally and ideologically.

The Shift Back to Red & Blue: A Defiant Reclamation of Identity

Peter abandons the white suit and returns to his classic red and blue suit in Episode 9—and this timing is perfect.

Rejecting Osborn’s Vision

By donning the red and blue once more, Peter is essentially rejecting Norman’s ideology and control.

He is no longer Osborn’s “perfected” version of Spider-Man—he is his own Spider-Man.

This choice visually signals Peter choosing his own path, free from Osborn’s influence.

A Return to His Core Values

The red and blue suit represents Peter at his most authentic—his true, classic self.

While the white suit aligned with a more methodical, calculated, and potentially ruthless version of Peter (especially under Osborn’s mentorship), the red and blue signifies a return to his roots—a hero who fights not for power, but for responsibility and justice.

A Precursor to the Emotional Climax

The fact that Peter changes back in Episode 9, before the brutal fight with Scorpion, is crucial.

It sets the stage for what comes next: Peter proving that even in his classic form, he is not weak—he can still be terrifyingly powerful, dangerous, and ferocious when pushed to the edge.

Episode 10’s Title Card – The Final Step Out of Osborn’s Shadow

By the time we reach Episode 10’s title card, the transformation is complete.

Peter is fully and unapologetically himself—there’s no trace of Osborn’s influence left.

The bright colors, open sky, and confident pose in the title card visually contrast the earlier episodes, where Peter was more conflicted, burdened, and trapped in other people’s expectations.

This moment cements that Peter has broken free and fully embraced who he is meant to be.

The journey from Osborn’s white suit to Peter’s red and blue classic is a powerful metaphor for his growth across Season 1.

He starts the season under Osborn’s expectations, unsure of himself.

He experiments with power, anger, and control, seeing the cost of holding back vs. letting loose.

He chooses his own identity, stepping back into the red and blue suit in Episode 9.

He fully embraces it in Episode 10, swinging into the city on his own terms—free, strong, and completely Spider-Man.

The show brilliantly uses costume design to visually tell a story, making Peter’s rejection of Osborn’s influence one of the most satisfying and symbolic transformations of the season.

I think that the title cards in Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man are nothing short of spellbinding, serving as both vibrant introductions and powerful reflections of Peter Parker’s journey. The showrunners have masterfully woven in homages to Spider-Man’s rich comic book history, from classic Marvel cover aesthetics to deep-cut references like the Future Foundation suit’s influence on Peter’s temporary white attire. Each title card isn’t just a visual treat—it’s a storytelling device, evolving alongside Peter as he grapples with responsibility, loss, and identity. By the time we reach the final episode’s stunning tribute to The Amazing Spider-Man #1 (2014), the show makes it clear: this is a love letter to Spider-Man’s legacy, honoring his past while confidently swinging into the future.

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Sherlock Season 2 Title Sequence analysis

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flashlight matching icons?? 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

flashlight matching icons <3 !

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Where have you been? (Part 2)

*Warning: Blood/Gore*

Five weeks. That's how long Boyfriend had been missing. Five weeks with still no sign of the blue-haired man, it was starting to drive Pico mad. The longer this went on, the harder it was for Pico to think positively. He was starting to struggle with sleep, sometimes going days without so much as a wink of rest. His fiery orange hair was messy from him constantly running his fingers through it. It was hard to relax when someone you care about was unaccounted for. Whitty and Hex were still helping out, which Pico appreciated, but it did little to ease his fears. The three of them met up and searched for Boyfriend as often as they could.

It was late in the afternoon, another day going by with no luck finding Boyfriend. The trio had resorted to putting up missing posters for Bf, splitting up to scatter them around town. It did little to help, especially when random vandals would tear them down or draw all over them. Every time Pico saw one of the posters being ruined it pissed Pico off to no end. He didn't think it was possible to want to strangle a graffiti artist as much as he did. By some miracle of willpower he refrained from doing so (that, and he didn't know who was doing it). Pico sighed angrily as he hung another poster, his thumb turning white as he pushed the tacks into a wooden pole. His gaze lingered on the poster. In the picture, Bf was smiling. He looked so happy.. Pico felt his chest tighten around his heart. It felt hard to breathe, but not impossible. He clutched the front of his vest, fidgeting with the teeth of the zipper. Pico could only imagine what Boyfriend was going through, and his imagination was not kind. As much as he tried to ignore the worst possibilities, he struggled to stay positive.

What if Boyfriend was dead?

He hated the idea. He didn't want to think about it. Surely he was alive. He had to be somewhere! Anywhere! He couldn't be dead! Pico tried to ground himself by thinking of other possibilities. Maybe Bf was just hiding from everyone because he didn't want Gf and her family to know where he was. Pico grit his teeth as more anger suddenly rose from his core. Girlfriend… he was honestly starting to resent her. Sure, most people don't want to see their ex after a breakup. Pico understood that, sure, whatever. But when someone goes missing, it's good to help find them. Especially when you're the last one to have seen them…

Pico was suddenly brought back to reality when he heard his phone buzzing in his pocket. Whitty was calling. The two exchanged phone numbers after they went to that diner weeks ago. Pico tapped the green icon to answer, and brought the phone to his ear. "Hey Whitty. What's up?" Pico asked, his anger faded a bit, now being distracted with the sound of Whitty's voice. "I just wanted to let you know that Hex can't help us for a few days. He's got some computer virus that's apparently been a bitch to remove." Whitty sounded agitated. Pico figured he was probably worried about his best friend. "Is he gonna be ok?" Pico asked, he was already missing one person, he didn't want to lose another. "Yeah, some tech guy's helping him out. He should be fine soon..." Whitty paused. "Hey, do you want to meet up? I'm out of posters to hang." Whitty's tone changed a bit, Pico couldn't quite figure out why, but he brushed it off. It didn't matter anyway. "Yeah, I'll pick you up. Where are you?"

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Pico drove in silence as Whitty sat in the passenger seat. He felt a little bad for the bomb man as even with the seat pushed all the way back, he barely fit in the car. Pico's car just wasn't designed with people over 8ft tall in mind. Whitty had the chair leaned back so he wouldn't hit his head on the ceiling, his knees were bent just so he could fit in the car. Whitty's hands were in his pockets, despite the lack of space in the car, he seemed like he was relaxing a bit.

"Hey Pico." Whitty broke the silence. Pico let out a hum, signaling he was listening. "I had this random idea for the next place we should check." "Hmm?" Was Pico's only reply. He was tired, but he wasn't gonna quit for the day just yet. "You know that bridge close to the freeway? The one over the ditch?" Pico had to think for a moment before he caught on. "You think he might be hiding out in the ditch?" Pico asked, a little glimmer of hope making itself known. Whitty shrugged. "Maybe. I dunno. It's a common place to hide." Pico turned on his blinker, he had to drive to the opposite side of town to get there but at this rate it wasn't a big deal. If there was even a chance of Boyfriend being there, he had to take it. He had to make sure Bf was safe.

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After Pico parked the car, he and Whitty climbed down into the dry ditch. It was now night, the darkness making it hard to see anything. Except Whitty's eyes, that is. In the complete darkness, Pico noticed Whitty's orange eyes were glowing. He could partially see the tall man's body as the warm light from his eyes reflected off of him. Pico found it fascinating. It was oddly comforting, like a fireplace. Pico found himself getting lost in them.

"... Pico?" Whitty's voice interrupted Pico's stupor. Turns out the inside of Whitty's mouth glowed too. "Huh? What?" Pico asked, a little lost thanks to his little daydream. "Are you alright? You seemed out of it." Whitty asked, shifting awkwardly as he stood. Pico felt uneasy, did Whitty see something in the dark that he hasn't noticed yet? Were they alone? Pico quickly shoved his hand in his pocket and whipped out his flashlight. As soon as he turned it on, and the light flooded the ditch, he realized no one else was near them (at least no one was close enough to see). So why was Whitty uncomfortable? Like someone was staring at him?

Wait…

Pico had almost physically face-palmed. He was staring at Whitty. He just stood there in silence and stared at this dude's face in the darkness. From Whitty's point of view, that probably came off as creepy. Now he felt a bit guilty for being so weird. Damn it, he had to say something to break this weird silence! But what? Should he apologize? Or just brush it off so they don't have to talk about it? 'Damn it Pico, say something! Anything!' He mentally chastised himself. Just when he was about to blurt out what probably would have been nonsense, Whitty piped up. "Did my eyes creep you out?" Whitty asked, sounding disheartened. Pico suddenly panicked, speaking before his brain could filter it. "What- No! No. Not at all. Your eyes are cool! Like a jack o lantern or something. They're neat! They like.." Pico cleared his throat to compose himself again. He had to give a rational response. "I think your eyes are fascinating. I didn't mean to offend you, I just got distracted. I'm sorry." Pico's face turned a light shade of pink out of embarrassment. He hoped his disjointed response would somehow make the situation less awkward. Whitty's eyes widened, and his cheeks glowed a bit as his expression shifted from surprised to bashful. He started rubbing the back of his head, a nervous habit, Pico assumed. "I… thanks. I've had people say my eyes remind them of Jack O lanterns before, but I think this is only the second time someone's used it as a compliment. Bf was the first." Whitty confessed, his tone sounding fond. Pico smiled a bit, of course B would say something like that. Pico snapped out of his trail of thought before he got more distracted with reminiscing. "Speaking of… we should get back to looking for him." Pico stated, bring their focus back to the task at hand. Whitty nodded. The two chose to walk throughout the ditch, hopefully they'd eventually find a sign of Boyfriend under these bridges.

Each step they took echoed off of the cement around them. It was a little eerie. Pico was glad that he wasn't alone, Whitty seemed like he could hold his ground. It was comforting. After a few minutes, they came across a blanket laid out next to a few plastic water bottles. They couldn't necessarily say they belonged to Boyfriend, but it felt like they were on the right track at least. They continued their walk, hoping to find more signs of Bf. A few more mostly uneventful minutes went by, then they saw someone not too far ahead of them. Pico lowered his light a bit so it wasn't shining in their eyes, but he could still see them pretty clearly. They were leaning their back against the wall of the ditch with their arms crossed. They had what appeared to be a goat skull for a head with long horns er.. Horn. Pico noticed that one of their horns had clearly been broken off. Their face had multiple large cracks all over it. He wore a dark blue hoodie that matched his hat. His jeans were either a darker shade of blue or black, Pico couldn't quite tell. The skull-faced stranger had turned their head to look at Pico and Whitty, clearly having noticed Pico's flashlight. His black eye sockets with glowing yellow pupils staring them down. Pico admittedly got a shady vibe from him, but he was accustomed to shady people due to his type of work. He decided to approach the man, but not get too close, he just needed to know if he had seen Boyfriend. "Hey. Mind we ask you something?" Pico called, hoping the stranger would cooperate. "What do you want?" The horned stranger rudely snapped in a clear Russian accent, he was clearly agitated. Pico wasn't that fazed by the man's rudeness, again, he was used to that kind of behavior (not to mention he wasn't all that polite or well mannered himself). "We just have some questions. We're looking for a friend of ours, maybe you've seen him around." The man appeared to relax a bit after hearing that. His expression was less aggressive. "What does your friend look like?" He asked, his tone a bit less harsh than before. Pico pulled his phone from his pocket and scrolled through his gallery until he found a picture of him and Boyfriend. He turned the phone around to face the man. As soon as he saw the photo, his eye sockets widened, and he tilted his head back a bit in surprise. "Boyfriend?" The man questioned.

Now it was Whitty and Pico's turn to be surprised. "You know him?" Whitty asked, bewildered at the man's recognition of Bf. "Yes, we are… acquainted. I see him a lot lately." That, admittedly, made Pico angrier than it probably should have. This guy knew where Bf was while no one else did. B had trusted this guy instead of Pico? Or Whitty? Pico once again asked himself the question that plagued his mind for weeks. 'Why didn't he come to me?' Pico tightened his grip on his flashlight. He should be glad. They finally had a potential lead. Pico forced the irrationality down for what felt like the 100th time that day. "Do you know where he is?" 'Please. Tell me you know where he is.' Pico begged internally. The man nodded his head in a 'sort of' fashion. "I know where he's been hiding lately. It's not too far from here." He looked around a bit, as if checking to see if they were alone. "You know that little theater on Chavez road? The closed one? He's been around there lately. You'll find him if you go there." Pico suddenly felt a small rush of relief. That sounded promising. "Thank you, Mr..?" "Tabi" "Thank you Tabi. We appreciate it. Oh! I'm Pico, by the way. This is Whitty." Whitty waved, and Tabi nodded in acknowledgment. Tabi bagan to walk away. "Take care of Boyfriend you too. He's fragile right now." He called before departing. "We will," Whitty replied, "Thank you." Pico mumbled one more time before he and Whitty rushed towards the car.

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For the first time in weeks, Pico felt hope. He felt almost giddy in a sense. Soon this nightmare could be over. Soon Bf could be safe. But there was still a chance that they wouldn't find Bf. There were a lot of emotions running rampant in his head. Nerves, excitement, doubt. He couldn't remember the last time he was this conflicted. Various 'what ifs' both positive and negative coming forth to give their piece of mind. Pico gripped the steering wheel of his car tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Tabi's words echoed in his head. 'Take care of Boyfriend, he's fragile right now.'

Was this all really because of Bf and Gf's breakup? It just felt extreme. Most people don't go missing for weeks after a breakup. Especially Boyfriend. This was out of character for him. He hated being alone. There was more to it. There had to be. Pico was sure of it.

Pico pulled over as the old theatre came into view. The decorative walls were a bit worn, but still beautiful. He knew this old place fairly well, it made him a little sad when it was shut down. Pico and Whitty stepped out of the car. Whitty stretched his arms, glad he could stand at his full height again. The bomb man looked at the various posters on the theater's walls, each one advertised some sort of play or performance. "Huh." Was all Whitty said. "What's up?" Pico asked. "I don't know why, but I thought this was going to be a movie theater. I didn't realise it was one of those performing arts places." Whitty replied. Pico turned to Whitty. "You've never been here before?" Pico asked, genuinely surprised. Whitty only shook his head in response. "Aw man, that's a bummer. This place was nice. It was family-owned, a local theater, ya know? It went bankrupt, but when it was open it was cool… B loved it here." Pico's tone shifted as he reminisced. Going from casual to bittersweet. Whitty tilted his head curiously, waiting for Pico to continue. He didn't make eye contact with Whitty, instead focusing his gaze on the theater's doors. "Ya know… sometimes, after a show, the owners would let B and I use the stage. We'd sing there for as long as they let us. We did it almost every week." Pico couldn't help but feel nostalgic. He remembered those times so well. It was years ago, back when he and B were together. They were memories he cherished. "Sounds like it was fun." Whitty commented briefly. "It was." Pico's tone continued to be bittersweet. Deep down, he hoped that he and Boyfriend could have what they did back then. He always regretted letting B go, but never said anything. Once Boyfriend found someone else, he figured he'd never have a chance again. Pico's vision started to blur slightly. 'Goddammit Pico! Now's not the time!' He mentally chastised himself, he didn't want to cry. Not when Bf was still lost. Not in front of Whitty. He was able to bury this before, he could do it again. Pico did his best to refocus on the task at hand. He needed to stop doing this.

Pico cleared his throat.

"A-Anyway, we should look for Boyfriend. He's probably around here somewhere." Whitty nodded. Pico was thankful that Whitty didn't pry into his emotions. He'd rather NOT talk about that at the moment, thank you very much. "Let's check inside." Whitty proposed, Pico gave a brief sound of agreement before pulling the front door's handle. Surprisingly it was unlocked. Was Tabi right? Was Boyfriend here? Did he unlock it? Pico made a mental note about the door and continued inside, Whitty following just behind him. Once again he needed his trusty flashlight. The theater was usually dark as is, but it was extra dark with it being the middle of the night. While in said darkness, Pico was briefly reminded of earlier that night when he stared at Whitty's eyes for an uncomfortable amount of time. Pico's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. This was definitely going to be one of those memories that kept him up at night whenever he thought about it. Then, Pico had another thought. "Hey Whitty." "Hm?" "How come you haven't been using a flashlight too? I mean, I don't mind sharing mine, I'm just curious." Pico hoped it wasn't a rude question. "Oh, well, uh.." Whitty began, Pico once again noticing how the inside of Whitty's mouth glowed like his eyes. "I don't really need a flashlight. I can see in the dark." Whitty's cheeks glowled orange a bit, now Pico was convinced that was how Whitty blushed. He found it kinda endearing, to be honest. "That's really cool. Wish I could do that." Pico said and chuckled a bit, feeling a bit lighter in spirit. Whitty also laughed coyly, feeling a bit flattered. "Let's check out the stage first." Whitty directed, already walking towards it. "Yeah, good idea." Pico agreed, following suit. The 'house' was dusty, and the seats clearly hadn't been used in a while. Well, most of them hadn't. Pico paused, getting a better look. He quickly noticed that a few of them had been folded out, the armrests were raised, and what looked like a shiney red blanket was draped across them. Someone had been using them as a makeshift bed, Pico realized. Someone was definitely here. "Psst, hey Whitty." Whitty turned around to face him, Pico waved his hand in a 'come here' gesture. Whitty nodded and approached him.

The tall bomb headed man leaned over Pico, looking down the same row of seats he was. It didn't take him long to catch on. "We must be on the right track. Wait, is that a curtain?" Whitty reached over Pico to pick up and hold the 'blanket' which was, in fact, part of a stage curtain that had been cut. Pico felt his heart clench. B was using a curtain for a blanket, he must be cold. Pico looked at the chairs/bed. One of the seats had a pile of clothes/costumes haphazardly bunched together, probably being used as a pillow. This was just… sad. Bf didn't deserve to live like this.

While Pico looked at the seats, Whitty took a second to inspect the curtain. It was red on one side, and white on the other side- wait, no, the other side had red too. In weird splotches and smear-like patterns. Whitty held it stretched out in front of him, the white and red patterned side facing him. The patterns looked inconsistent not just in size and shape, but in hue as well. Some of the red splotches looked darker almost..wet, while others looked faded, like stains. Whitty touched one of the darker red spots with his thumb, surprised when it was actually wet. Realization suddenly dawned on him, this wasn't a pattern. Now he was worried. "Hey Pico?" His scratchy voice quietly called, Pico turned around to look Whitty in the eyes. Whitty held the curtain in a way that only let Pico see the shiney full-red side and not the 'patterns'. "I'm not entirely human, so correct me if I'm wrong but… human blood is red, right?" Pico gave him a confused and worried look, then nodded hesitantly. "That's what I was afraid of." Whitty admitted, turning the curtain around so Pico could see. Pico's white eyes shot open wide, before giving Whitty a panicked look. Pico's heart dropped.

Just as Pico was about to say something, there was a loud *CRASH* from a distance.

Pico and Whitty's attention snapped towards the stage, it looked like a shelf had fallen over from backstage. Frantic footsteps could be heard. Neither of them had to say anything, they both bolted towards all the noise. Running up the small stairs to the stage. They ran towards the backstage area. Their own footsteps echoing as their shoes hit the wooden floorboards. Whitty, with his longer strides, took the lead ahead of Pico. Once they arrived at the backstage room, they saw the metal Exit door slowly closing. Whitty slammed it back open, dashing through it, Pico not far behind him. Once outside, they had stumbled into a fenced in parking lot. Street lights illuminated the empty lot, now they could see the other person running away from them. They were short, around Pico's height. They had a black hoodie on, the hood was up so they couldn't see their head. Even so, Pico was sure that it was Boyfriend. It had to be.

The hooded person ran into the parking lot's locked gate. Attempting to climb over it, but they weren't fast enough. Pico and Whitty were on their tail. They still tried, though. They were clearly struggling to get up the fence's bars, it looked like they kept slipping, like they couldn't grip the bars. Just as they were about to make another attempt to climb, Whitty caught up to them. The tall bomb man swiftly wrapped his hands around their torso, easily lifting them off the ground. Like holding a kitten. They helplessly swung their arms and legs, attempting to free themself from Whitty's grip. Amidst all their wild flailing, the hood came down, revealing a familiar face with blue hair. Boyfriend. They found him.

"N-no! Let me go! P-Put me down!" Boyfriend yelled, his voice filled with panic. His eyes were closed, and tears soaked his cheeks. Whitty knelt down to bring Boyfriend closer to the ground, still not letting go. "Hey! Hey… Boyfriend, it's just us. It's okay." Whitty did his best to keep his scratchy voice steady, hoping to calm down the terrified bluette. Despite not having the most soothing voice, it seemed to help a bit. Bf stopped flailing and yelling for the moment, his eyes snapped open. He seemed to have come to a sudden halt. His fearful eyes scanned the environment around him. Pico tried to approach him slowly, he didn't want to spook the poor guy more, but he too, was shaking. He had seen Boyfriend scared before, sure, but not like this. This was a new level of absolute terror. He looked so… fragile. Like if someone so much as flicked him, he'd fall to pieces. This was a far cry from the Boyfriend Pico knew. The dumb, reckless, confident man was no where to be found. What really struck Pico though, was the noticeable dampness of Boyfriend's hoodie sleeves. Pico figured he must have been injured, and he had to help.

In the moment though, he was overwhelmed. He was happy that they found him. He was also worried about him. Part of him was angry. After all the weeks spent searching for Boyfriend, after spending those weeks bottling up all his frustrations, fears, grief, worry. He had reached his tipping point. He couldn't hold back anymore. The tears in his own eyes couldn't be stopped this time. Pico threw away his inhibitions, and just ran up to hug Boyfriend. Pico buried his face in the crook of Boyfriend's neck, and dug his fingers into his blue hair. He was there, they actually found him. And he'd be damned if he lost Bf again. His own face was wet with tears. "G-god Damn it you- you fucking idiot. Don't scare me like that again. F-fuck." Pico's voice shook, sobbing, his cries making it harder to speak. Whitty let go of Boyfriend's torso, instead wrapping his arms around both Pico and Boyfriend, trying not to cry himself (emphasis on tried). A few of his hot, orange tears fell onto the other two boys, but neither seemed to notice.

After a few moments, Whitty and Pico pulled back from the hug. Pico kept his hands on Boyfriend's shoulders, he didn't want to let go. His attention was once again brought to the dampness of Bf's hoodie, he knew it had to be blood. "B… let's go home." Apparently that was the wrong thing for Pico to say, as soon as he did, Boyfriend panicked again. "I-! N-no! I don't want to see her again please Pico-! Don't make me go back!" Pico rushed to ask what was wrong, startled by Bf's reaction. "B, who are you talking about?" Pico gently grabbed Boyfriend's hands, he wanted to be comforting, but that changed when he noticed Bf heavily flinched, and his hands were wet. Pico gently brought Bf's hands into the light. His hands were cracked and bleeding. Badly. The skin and flesh looked like it was just barely holding on to the bones. Some of the blood was dry and crusty, while some of it was fresh. Pico furrowed his brow. "B… what happened?" Bf began crying again. "Gf.. She.." Bf's voice trembled, his lip quivered. He started sobbing. Whitty's orange eyes widened, in a spur of the moment, Whitty gathered both the shorter males in his arms. Lifting them off the ground and standing at his full height. "Hey Pico, why don't we all head to your place?" Pico nodded, still holding Bf's hands. "You can stay with me, B. I promise I won't take you to Girlfriend. She won't even know we found you, okay?" Bf looked into Pico's white eyes, then Whitty's orange ones, before slowly nodding and letting out a barely audible "okay".

Whitty carried them to Pico's car, he decided to sit in the back with Boyfriend so he wouldn't be alone while Pico drove the car (they moved the front passenger seat as far up as they could to make more legroom for him). Bf was huddled to Whitty's side, the tall, warm, bomb man made him feel safe. Whitty had one of his arms wrapped around Boyfriend, hoping to comfort him. The bluette was still crying, but not as much as before, he seemed to have calmed down slightly. No words were exchanged during the car trip to Pico's house.

Once they arrived, Whitty gently carried Bf into Pico's house and carefully set him down on Pico's couch. Pico ran off to grab his first aid kit from his hallway closet, mentally preparing himself for how wrecked the rest of Bf's arms might look. He didn't want to end up freaking out and scaring Bf more. Pico moved to sit next to Boyfriend on the couch. "Okay B, show me what hurts." Boyfriend seemed hesitant, Whitty, who was sitting at Bf's other side, rubbed his back. The small gesture seemed to comfort Bf a little, and he removed the black hoodie he was wearing, hissing as the fabric pulled away from his wounds; he was only wearing a tank top under it, so the damage to his arms was revealed easily. Boyfriend's arms looked worse than his hands did somehow. Cracked and bleeding, in some places, it looked like the skin had stitches only to fall apart more and undo them. He could see the bone in Bf's elbow and shoulder.

Pico felt sick. It was a mystery how Boyfriend wasn't just screaming in anguish. Pico took a quick glance at Whitty, who also looked appalled at the gorey sight before them. Pico looked into Boyfriend's teary eyes, then back at his arms. "We should take ya to the hospital." Pico said nervously, his gauze and hydrogen peroxide couldn't fix this. "I-I already tried that. They couldn't- *sniff* they couldn't stop it. I-It's magic." Bf confessed, Pico noticed Whitty's expression changed from shock to sympathetic. Whitty gestured to Bf's arms "Was this Girlfriend's magic?" Boyfriend nodded. Pico felt rage bubbling in his core. His attempt to keep calm and collected was thrown out the window. "Did she do this on purpose!? That's it! Imma beat her ass!" Pico whipped out his gun. Furious. "I'm gonna pump that bitch full of lead!" Pico was about to storm out his house when both Boyfriend and Whitty stopped him. "PICO DON'T!" Bf and Whitty said in unison. Whitty gripped Pico's arm (which was super easy seeing as his hand was big enough for his fingers to wrap all the way around Pico's forearm), and Boyfriend hugged him, burying his face in the crook of Pico's neck. "Why the fuck are you two stopping me!?" Pico shouted, still undeniably pissed. "Please don't go, Pico!" Bf cried. "Listen dude, as much as I'd love to see ya give that girl more holes than swiss cheese, if you even try it, her family will kill you. Plus, if ya went to her now, they'll know we found Bf, and who knows what they'd do to him then!"

Pico hated to admit it, but Whitty was right. He'd just make it worse by confronting Girlfriend. Her family was powerful, her parents would definitely come after all of them if he tried to do anything to her. His anger was screaming at him to go and blast her with his Uzi, but reason objected to it. Pico sighed, and put his gun on the table. "Alright. Yer right. I'm sorry." Bf hugged him tighter. "Thank you." He said quietly. "Well, if I can't shoot that bitch, let's at least try to solve… this." Pico gestured towards Bf's arms, which were bleeding all over him in the hug. Whitty rubbed the back of his head, unsure. "Well, demon magic did this in the first place, maybe another demon can undo it?" Whitty offered, Pico thought about it, it made sense. If hospitals couldn't treat a curse, might as well try magic. "I can't say you're wrong, the issue now is finding a demon who would be willing to help. The only other demon I know I wouldn't trust as far as I could throw her. Do you know anyone?" Whitty shook his head. The three stayed quiet. Pico wracked his brain for anyone who might be helpful. Maybe his dad knew someone who could help? Probably not. His brother definitely hung out with demons and whatnot, but most people his brother hung out with were bad news. Not to mention he hasn't spoken to his older bro in a long ass time. That was a no go. Who else could he ask? Pico glanced at Whitty, he appeared to be going over various options in his head too. They were silent until Boyfriend chirped in. "I might know someone. Maybe tomorrow we can find her?" Pico shrugged. "I guess that's just what we gotta do. For now though, you should go get cleaned up. You remember where the shower is?" Bf nodded, and started walking down the hallway. "I'll bring you some clean clothes you can borrow!" Pico called, Bf replying with a distant "Thank you" before disappearing around the corner.

Pico made eye contact with Whitty. He might not have known this guy too well, having only met him a couple weeks ago, but the time they spent working together trying to find Boyfriend made Pico appreciate him. He wanted to know more about him. Whitty was so helpful, even managing to calm Pico down when he was two seconds away from snapping. He found the gentle giant fascinating and comforting. "Hey Whitty?" Whitty let out a curious "hmm?"

"I just wanted to say thanks.. For everything. You've been really helpful and great and.. I really appreciate it." Pico's earnest tone made Whitty's cheeks glow slightly. "It's no problem. You don't have to thank me or anything. I just.. Wanted Bf to be safe too, ya know?" Pico nodded understandably. "I wish we coulda met under better circumstances. You seem like a great guy, I uh… I'd really like to keep hangin out with you. Maybe once we get this whole curse thing sorted out, we should do something together? Maybe all three of us should." Pico felt color flooding in his own cheeks now, feeling somewhat nervous. Whitty smiled. "I'd like that." Pico let out a small chuckle. "Cool. Cool. Sounds good."

An awkward lull took the conversation, neither saying much. Whitty eventually stood up and stretched, feeling a bit sleepy. "Well, I should head out. I'm gettin tired. Want me to meet up with you guys here tomorrow?" Pico hesitantly nodded, he almost offered to just let Whitty stay the night, but if he had plans to go home, who was Pico to stop him? "Sounds good. Imma uh.. Get some clothes for B." Pico attempted to make the situation less awkward, he was never good at goodbyes. "Yeah, that'd be good. I'll see you tomorrow." Whitty and Pico parted ways after that. Now, Pico just had to help Boyfriend. Hopefully this woman he was talking about can reverse whatever demon spell was on him..

Pico let Bf borrow his spare pajamas, and threw Bf's clothes in the wash. He wasn't sure if the washing machine was gonna be able to get all the blood out. As he was going through it, he noticed that the inside of Bf's jeans were bloody too, the curse must've been affecting his legs as well. Pico kept the 1st aid kit out, that way he could bandage what was left of Boyfriend's limbs. While Pico tended to the bluette's wounds, he made small talk with Boyfriend, hoping it would put him at ease. It seemed to help. Eventually it became time to turn in for the night. Both boys were exhausted.

"Hey Pico?"

"Yeah B?"

"Can I sleep in your bed with you? I don't wanna be alone."

"... Yeah. C'mere."

"Thanks Pico."

"No prob. G'night B."

"Good night Pico."

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