#heeey jonathan

[figthefruitfaeth]

Robin’s First Date.

| 12:36pm | 

“Wow, okay, I’m not taking advice from Mr. Polo for everyday of the week.”

“Hey, those were a gag gift—”

“Right, a gag gift you spent twenty minutes looking for. I got written up cause you couldn’t wear a Saturday on Tuesday.”

“I’m sorry I have standards.”

“Mm-hm.”

“Whatever. Come on—when have I ever steered you wrong? I’m off at 5, plenty of time before your date—”

“No! No. Not that I don’t appreciate it, cause I do and your great and all but...well...our styles don’t exactly mesh.” 

“Right, well that’s cause one of us has eyes and one of us has clashing patterns, so—”

“Oh, and the stripes? They don’t ever—”

“Which is good for you! But I know what the ladies like, Bobbin. I also know what this lady likes. And I know what’s going to get you laid.”

“Gross—“

“So are you gonna let me help you or what?”

“I’m calling Eddie.”

“Eddie?! No—”

| 12:57pm |

“Munson Mansion. This is Eddie, trapped in the wine cellar, speaking.”

“Eddie, I need your help.”

“Oh, hey, hi, what’s up?”

“The date’s tonight and I don’t have anything to wear.”

“Okay...”

“Not anything, but what I wanted to wear was in the washer before it broke and now it’s not gonna be dry in time and everything else is too bright, or too boring, and I’m getting sweaty and maybe developing a rash which is just perfect, I’m going to show up red and gross and she’s never going to talk to me again. God, maybe I should just cancel—“

“Heeey there, settle down. Breathe, in—out, there you go.”

“Sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll be over in 10.”

| 3:09pm |

“This is the Wheeler Residence. Looks like you’ve just missed us! Feel free to leave a message—“

| 3:33pm |

“Wheeler Residence, this is Karen speaking—“

| 4:17pm |

“This is Hop.”

“Oh. Um. HI Chief Hopper, or, Officer? Uh—“

“Who is this?”

“Robin. Buckley. Sir. Robin Buckley. I’m a friend of Steve’s?”

“Right.”

“Right. Right, uh yeah.”

“Well, he’s not here, so—“

“Right, right, no! I was, uh, calling for Jonathan? Is he—is he around?”

| 4:21pm |

“Robin?”

“Jonathan! Hey! Buddy...how’s it going?”

“Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, totally, why wouldn’t it be? Unless, everything’s not alright with you? Are you okay?”

“Yeah, everything’s fine. Just don’t get a lot of calls from you.”

“Right. Well, you know work. Busy, busy! Ha ha...”

“Okay...did you wanna talk? Or...”

“Yes! I did, I did...OW! Sorry, sorry, banged my knee against something annoying. So...I can’t do this, this was a terrible idea...well, you shouldn’t have encouraged me—”

“Hey, if you’re busy—“

“Sorry, that was..my dad! Yeah, he needs help with the car. Tire busted and he’s not strong enough to lift the wheels so he always asks me, cause you know. Guns of steel and all that. But we should talk more. Yeah! Okay.”

“Yeah. Definitely...”

| 4:55pm |

“Family Video. This is Steve.”

“Steve.”

“Robin.”

“...”

“You need me to—“

“I need you to come over.”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought. What’s Eddie got you in?”

“Well...it’s creative?”

“Robin doesn’t want to go metal, even though metal clearly wants to go Robin. Hi sweetheart.”

“Hi babe. Rob, this is why you shouldn’t’ve asked him. He has terrible taste—“

“Ugh! You love this!”

“I do. For you. And more specifically, taking if off of you—“

“O.K. gross! Disgusting! Stop! Can we focus on me? I’m in a crisis!”

“Alright, alright. Let me clock out. Don’t let him near your scissors.”

| 6:14pm |

“This is the Wheeler’s, it’s Mike.”

“Mike! Oh, Michael, thank God I thought I was gonna have to hangup on your mom again.”

“Robin? Why are you calling my house? Is someone in trouble?”

“No! Why does everyone keep assuming that? Don’t answer that. Listen, I need your help.”

“What? No, I have a campaign going.”

“It’ll take like two minutes—did he say a campaign?—then you can do whatever—no, don’t—What campaign?”

“Eddie?”

“What campaign? Unless I’m mistaken, and I rarely am—HA—we don’t have a Hellfire meeting scheduled till Friday. What is this? A mutiny?”

“No! No I promise! It’s just a one-shot, just to get Will back into things, I swear.”

“You swear, huh?”

“On my life! On The Knights of Mystic Fire!”

“Yeah, you better. I’ll let this slide if you help out Robin. No buts! Or Sir Miklan is getting disadvantage on every throw next session.”

“Fine. What do you want?”

“Can you go check and see what Nancy’s wearing?”

“What?!”

“Not like that! Just! We’re, uh, hanging out tonight and she didn’t tell me where we were going and I don’t know if I should bring a jacket, so just go and check, okay?”

“I’m not doing that.”

“What? Why?”

“It’s weird. Here, just talk to her yourself—“

“What—no, Mike—”

“Robin?”

| 6:19pm |

“Nancy. Hi.”

“Hi, Robin.”

“...”

“I didn’t mean to hang up. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I figured it was an accident or something.”

“Yeah. You know me, love slipping on things and hitting buttons I can’t..unclick..”

“Yeah, I do. It’s really cute.”

“Ah, well, I mean, if you say so. Most people find it annoying, but I mean, if you think—ah, well, thank you. I think your cute too, obviously. Um. I mean, not for that, also obviously, cause I don’t think you’ve tripped on anything in your life, uh, so—“

“Robin.”

“Yes!”

“Are you nervous?”

“Yeah! Could you tell?”

“Hm!”

“I don’t know what to wear. I had an idea, and then it vanished and nothing else in my closet felt right. Steve just kept trying to cinch my jeans cause he said that’s what girls like, and Eddie kept suggesting leather, but I sweat a lot in leather, you know? And then I called Jonathan—“

“You called Jonathan?”

“I know, Steve already chewed me out for that. I didn’t really talk to him anyway, I just didn’t know who else to call—I don’t have a lot of friends. But—I don’t know. The outfit needs to be perfect, cause the girl I’m going on the date with, is perfect. And...I really like her. A lot. Like, makes my head dizzy, a lot.”

“Oh, Robin.”

“That’s not a pitying ‘Robin’ is it?”

“No. It’s a ‘you’re very cute and I’m very excited for this date’ Robin. Look, don’t listen to Steve. I’m pretty sure the jeans are more about him getting to check out his own ass than anyone else, and Eddie’s into whatever everybody else isn’t. Just wear what you feel like. You could pull up in PJ’s and I’d be happy. I don’t want the date to be perfect, I want the date to be us.”

“Naaaancyyy! Oh my god that was so perfectly sweet.”

“Does that help?”

“Yeah, that makes me feel better. Still a little anxious, cause on a practical level I still don’t know what to wear, but I do feel better about the not-knowing.”

“Well...if it helps, I’m wearing purple. So you should wear something green, that way we match.”

“That’s smart. I love green.”

“I know.”

“You know?”

“Yeah, that’s why I wore purple.”

“You were trying to get us to match?! Nancy, do you have a crush on me or something?”

“Well I’m glad to see you’re feeling more confident. Even if it’s at my expense.”

“Ha-ha yeah. Okay, gotta run, I’ve got—oh my god, I’m gonna be late. Okay, I’ll see you at the diner—dressed! Bye, Nance!”

“Bye, Robin.”

[magnuscomedybracket]

Round 3 Match 6

131 Flesh vs. 118 The Masquerade

Propaganda under the cut!

131 Flesh

so the episode starts with jonathan IDIOT sims of the FUCKERY INSTITUTE deciding you know... to get into the torture coffin i need to have a connection up here on the surface so i can find my way out... so, obviously, youre like awwwhh is this the moment he realizes he needs martin and saves him from the lonelt❤️❤️❤️ does he have a heartwarming connection w his coworkers and realize he needs his friends and cant just do everything alone❤️❤️❤️ and then that fool, that absolute bastard, that CIRCUS of a MAN goes. i nees physical pain AND THEN TRIES TO CHOP HIS FINGER OFF FOR FIVE MINUTES WHILE THE EYES GOIN hey ! hey stop ! hey ahahhaha stop what are you doing hey ahahah you need your finger hey stop doing that !! and regeneratjng his finger and then goes damn this wont work... IM GOING TO REMOVE ONE OF MY RIBS ! :D and then he goes to find JARED BONETURNER HOPWORTJ who yk has KILLED PEOPLE which helen just had IN HER DOORS, YK, FOR FUNZIEZ !! ands like heeey can u remove my rib bbggg hahahahaha ;] and even JAREDS like what the Fuck. then sure ! if u let me out of the DOORS ! then jons like hey btw :3 can i have ur statement :3 and jareds like yah sure if u give me another rib, and jon, jonathan fucking sims. AGREES ! that is like the equivalent of tradinf a rib for a burrito. so jared gives jon his statement and. SURPRISE ! its shit and unhelpful. and now jon has two less ribs, THEN jareds likd yoooo ur rib feels weird as hell and then helen promptly dumps jared into the nearest river. and rhe entire timd tou cannot make out SHIT of what jareds saying i wouldnt be surprised if you told me that guy was speaking in TONGUES. but oh wait ! it gets better ! elias fuckdd up and thd apocalypse wouldve at LEAST been delayed if jon DIDNT take his ribs out. BUT OH WAIT ! IT GETS EVEN BETTER ! later in the gardner jareds like hey ur ribs weird take it back i dont want if anymore it feels weird and then jon fucking smitss him [why the fuck does his rib feel weird btw..does hd have rib eyes? would that mean hd has eyes on all his bones? organs too??? id likd to think so.] *bows* thank you ! thank you !

#flesh is so funny I love melanie in that episode #she’s so pissed off and done with jon #idiot can’t even cut off his finger right :/ god jon you useless piece of shit come with me I know a guy (via @/backslashmagpie)

118 The Masquerade

“Sorry, Elias. I can’t hear you. There’s- a door in the way”

[nkotbblockparty]

Heeey, fellow Blockheads! Catch Jonathan Knight & Kristina Crestin on the season 3 premiere of #FarmhouseFixer on Tuesday, April 23 at 9|8c on @hgtv! I’m so excited! 🚜🏡💛

[yoditopascal]

Heat of the Moment (Part Three)

summary: ‘Adopted daughter to police chief Jim Hopper, Shea has a hard enough time fitting in at Hawkins high, throw in monsters, meddling kids, and alternate dimensions into the mix and she’s not sure how she’ll survive.’

content warning: some angst, character deaths, period-typical racism, period-typical sexism, canon-typical violence, possible smut later on??? (honestly we’ll see), cussing, mutual pining, found family, drug use, this is a reader insert but I hate using y/n so your nickname is ‘Shea’

a/n: Whole lotta dialogue in this chapter, next one will have more action I promise!

Previous Chapter//Next Chapter

The Kids Are Not Alright

Slamming the door behind her Shea huffed as she tried her anger to subside 

Stupid Steve Harrington and his big ass mouth.

Shaking her head she steeled herself and went back to the task at hand. Calling her sister to make sure she was alright.

Dialing the number the phone rang four times with no answer. She could feel in the pit of her stomach that something wasn’t right and just as she was about to hang up, grab her keys, and drive her happy ass down there herself a sleepy voice answered the phone.

“ Hello?” They said

“Jonathan?” Shea asked, she knew his voice anywhere, besides Robin and Eddie he had been one of her only friends in high school.

“Yea hey, Shea what’s up?” He sounded a little high but that was normal for him nowadays.

“Is El there I-uh I wanted to talk to her, make sure she’s alright” Shea didn’t wanna sound like that it was urgent, even though it was, just in case like Steve said the situation wasn’t about the upside down. She really didn’t want to get El involved in any more shit than she had to be in. 

“Oh I’m sorry she went out with Mike and Will a while ago, they went to the roller rink or something like that,” he said with a yawn

“That’s fine c-can you tell her I called though,” she said rubbing the back of her neck anxiously as she stood on her heels..

“Sure man, is everything ok? You sound kinda upset” he asked sounding genuinely concerned.

“Yeah just- yeah I miss her is all. How’s she doing?” she sniffed

“I don’t really know. She says she’s fine but you know how El is.”

“Yeah I know, stubborn just like Dad.”

“That she most definitely is.”

“Between you and me I think she might be getting bullied,” Jonathan said as he lowered his voice as if just speaking about it would conjure up the young teen.

“What?” Shea almost shouted.

“She won’t really tell us anything about it but Will notices things and I don’t think she gets it”

“Who the hell is it Jonathan? Is it someone from her class? Do I need to come up there?” Shea said trying her best to keep her anger in check but failing miserably. 

“Whoa slow down there Rambo! I don’t think your dad would be too happy with you beating up a kid in another state even if it is for your sister” Jonathan reasoned trying to get her to calm down

“Yeah well, they should know better than to be messing with her.”

“I’m sure they will, El just has to stick up for herself”

“Does she even know how? She’s never had to before, not like this” Shea said still agitated 

“She’s capable Shea, you gotta give her a chance”

“I know she is but-“

“I get it big sister genes are kicking in”

“Yeah… she’s all I got Jonathan” Shea said as she wiped at the tears that threatened to spill from the corner of her eyes.

“I know and besides us here you’re all she’s got so stop stressing yourself out so much.”

“I’ll try” Shea chuckled 

“Argyle is here I gotta get going” Oh right Jonathan’s cute stoner friend she met last Christmas

Oooh, tell him I said heeey.”

“Don’t be gross, I’ll talk to you later” Jonathan laughed with a snort 

“Yeah, you too.”

Bursting through the door, Dustin and Max raced up to the front counter of the video store.

“Steve!” Dustin cried sounding almost desperate

“Henderson, you see this shit?” Steve asked pointing to the news on tv. 

“How many phones do you have?” Dustin asked completely ignoring the question.

“Someone was murdered,” Steve said incredulously, sometimes Dustin could be so insensitive 

“How many phones do you have?” Dustin repeated 

“Two, technically three of you count Keith’s in the back but Shea is using it why?” Robin

“Three works,” Max said looking back between Dustin and Robin's face as serious as ever. 

“Dude! What is going on?!” Steve shouted as Dustin knocked down tapes as they hopped the counter. 

I’m setting up a base of operations!” Dustin explains as he sets himself up at the rental store computer, tapping away at the keys as he goes.

“Base of operations? For what?!”

“Eddie’s friends’ phone numbers!”

“Oh yeah, your new best friend Eddie who you think is cooler because he plays your nerdy game. Seriously, what is it with everyone and that guy!” Steve said, sounding almost as if he was jealous. Ok, he was a little bit jealous but so what!

“Guys seriously were a little busy right now, Shea’s in the back probably still upset, can’t this wait” Robin asked already tired of Steve and his antics, if he wanted to argue with Dustin he needed to do it somewhere else because she was done with him today.

“Shea’s here?” Max asked sounding surprised

“Yeah she came in here crying about him earlier, she’s looking for that freak too” Steve rolled his eyes

“She wasn’t crying but she probably is now thanks to you” Robin fired back with her arms crossed

“I said I was sorry!” Steve shouted back.

“Yeah well you can shove you’re sorry ina sack and get f-“ Shea said as she reappeared from the back she was cut off by Dustin who put his hands up in the air clearly fed up with whatever was going on between her and Steve already.

“Look whatever’s going on with you two I need you to squash it like yesterday!”

“Max, can you fill them in while I do this?” Dustin asked ignoring how the two young adults looked down at the ground like they were being scolded by a parent and went back to typing away on the computer.

“Fill us in on what?” Shea asked, finally looking up to meet Max’s concerned gaze.

“This is gonna sound crazy but I think something happened at Eddie’s trailer last night” she started 

“Yeah no shit it’s all over the news” Steve interrupted again.

“I mean like upside down crazy shit. I saw him and Chrissy Cunningham go into his trailer last night then all the lights and shit in the whole park flickered and I saw him hightailing it outta there in his van!” She said as she remembered all the lights flickering around her and how it had all reminded her of the mall and Billy and… Max swallowed hard trying not to get lost in her own thoughts, they needed her here and focused. 

“Chrissy Cunningham?” Steve questioned incredulously as if anyone like Chrissy would be caught dead hanging around someone like Eddie.

“Oh shit”

“I told you!” Shea shouted matter-of-factly poking Steve right in his broad chest.

Steve shoved her hand off before flipping her the bird which she returned as the four of them spent the next hour calling around asking if any of Eddie’s friends had seen or heard from him while Steve continued to work and flirt with customers but to their chagrin no one had. One person Max spoke with suggested they call Reefer Rick, he was Eddie’s supplier and he often crashed there when he didn’t want to be at home but no one knew his address or his real name to look up.

“I think I might have a lead,” Max said as she hung up the phone turning towards the others as she spoke.

“Seriously?” Shea asked from her spot on the floor, phone between her crossed legs.

“Yeah so apparently Eddie gets drugs from some guy named Reefer Rick, and sometimes Eddie crashes there,” she said crossing her arms over her chest as she leaned on the counter behind her

“Great! So where’s he live?” Robin asked as she hopped up from her spot beside Shea stretching as she stood ready to head out.

“That’s the thing no one knows, he kinda like a legend” Max finished explaining with a long sigh.

“Well, what about a last name?” Dustin asked hopping off the counter he was sitting on and jumping back up to the computer

“Bet the cops know” Steve threw in his two cents

“Really Steve?” Shea asked ready to punch him by now, he hadn't helped them look for shit and now here he was bringing up Eddie and his friends being criminals again.

“I mean, if he’s a drug dealer then he had to have been busted at some point so he’s probably in the system”

“The cops? Seriously” Dustin was talking Shea’s side on this one.

“Just ignore him that’s what I’ve been doing,” Shea said as she turned her back to Steve turning her attention back to Dustin on the computer.

“Just say what you want to say, Steve, you think Eddie’s guilty don’t you?” Dustin rolled his eyes at his friend

“Whoa, I believe in innocent until proven guilty, all that constitutional shit I just, yknow, I don’t think we should rule anything out is all I’m saying,” Steve said as he leaned over the counter trying to act cool.

“That’s exactly what we’re trying to do here Steve” Max was now starting to get agitated too

“And maybe we’d have a little bit more luck if you spent less time trying to find a girlfriend-“ Dustin started loudly

“I wasn’t-“ Steve tried to interrupt but Dustin continued

“ and more time helping us try to find Eddie!” he finished with a huff as he turned back towards to computer as if the answer would just pop up on the screen with a frustrated groan he dropped his head down onto the counter with a thud. 

“I have an idea!” Robin says hopping up from the floor and over to the computer

“What are you doing?” Max asks

“Maybe we don’t need a last name,” Robin said as she started to look up every customer they've rented out to named Rick.

“See twelve Ricks already have accounts here,” She said pointing to the screen as the rest of the group crowded around her.

“That's a lot of Ricks,” Shea said with a sigh

“So let's narrow it down,” she said beginning to click through each of Rick’s rentals, trying to decide whose past rentals would match a would-be drug dealer. 

“Rick Alderman’s latest rentals are Annie and Dumbo, what are the chances our Rick has a family?” she asked

“Not likely” Dustin answers

“Ok, so how about Rick Conroy? Sixteen Candles, Teen Wolf, and Romancing the Stone?”

“No” everyone including Steve agreed at once

“Rick Joiner. Mask, Footloose, and Grease."

“Nah,” Shea said 

“Rick Lipton, Fast Times at Ridgemont High, Cheech & Chong’s Next Movie, Cheech & Chong’s Nice Dream, Cheech & Chong’s Up in Smoke.”

“Bingo.” Max chuckled lightly

“Lipton?” Steve asked as if the name sounded familiar to him.

“Spelled like the tea. Looks like the address is 2121 Holland Rd.”

“That’s out by Shea’s place by Lover’s Lake,” Dustin said as Robin pulled up the address on the screen

“Yeah the middle of nowhere” Steve agreed

“The perfect place to hide.”

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[thearoaceshark]

Heeey, aquí otra fanática entusiasta con un AU de JJBA, les presento a...

¡¡LAS AVENTURAS ARÁCNIDAS DE JOJO!!

Heeey, here is another enthusiastic fan with a JJBA AU, I present to you...

JOJO'S SPIDER ADVENTURES!!

(English is not my first language and I don't speak it very well yet, but with the help of a translator I'll post this in English too ^^)

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Así que, en este mundo los Jojos son primos/hermanos, y viven en un entorno moderno.

××/××/2004:

Jonathan fue mordido a sus 19 años en un viaje escolar a un centro de investigación. Su hermanastro Dio lo encerro en una sala con arañas esperando que lo mordieran y fuese letal, y una araña lo mordió antes de que lo sacaran, pero no tuvo el resultado esperado.

Al día siguiente Jonathan se despertó con sentidos mejorados, más fuerza de la que ya tenía, soltaba telarañas doradas y trepaba por las paredes. Al darse cuenta de sus poderes, decidió que tenía que hacer algo con ellos, así que diseño un traje, entrenó con sus nuevas habilidades, y se volvió el Amigable Spider-Sun.

El hombre arácnido llamó la atención de Dio, y lo empezó a investigar.

××/××/2005:

Un año después de siendo Spider-Sun, el hermano gemelo de Jonathan, Joseph de 20 años, fue atacado por un villano que estaba tratando de averiguar la verdadera identidad de Spider-Sun, Straizo, y resultó muy herido. Jonathan le tuvo que hacer una transfusión de sangre a Joseph, pero inesperadamente eso le dio poderes arácnidos a su hermano.

Joseph trato de mantenerlo oculto pero Jonathan lo descubrió muy rápido, y le explico que tal parece eso era su culpa. Después de eso Jonathan no pudo evitar que Joseph se convirtiera en el Increíble Spider-Pruple. Su primera victoria fue sobre Straizo, a quien busco para evitar que divulgará información sobre su hermano, y murió en la pelea.

Ahora eran dos personas arañas en el mundo... Dio empezaba a creer que conseguir esas habilidades no sería tan dificil... Y aparte de su carrera de abogado, empezó a planear una empresa científica.

Un día Jonathan y Joseph fueron descubiertos por sus amigos Robert y Erina, quienes decidieron ayudarlos. Robert había sido salvado por Spider-Sun hace unos años, lo que lo inspiró a terminar sus estudios y reconciliarse con su familia, él estaba a punto de tomar el mando de la Fundación Speedwagon y su primera sugerencia a sus padres fue que crearán un sector para ayudar a las personas arácnidas que estaba apareciendo, la cual fue aceptada después de mucha insistencia.

××/××/2006:

A sus 21 años Joseph tuvo un niño con una aventura, pero eso no fue impedimento para que toda la familia amase al niño Josuke. Llegó a un acuerdo con Tomoko para criarlo juntos sin tener que casarse ni ser mas que amigos. Aunque cuando Josuke aprendió a trepar paredes antes que a caminar le debió muchas explicaciones.

××/××/2009:

Fueron tres años de investigación y millones de billetes invertidos, cuando los científicos de la empresa D.I.O finalmente llegaron a una posible conclusión, sin embargo, necesitaba probarlo en alguien. Así que Dio secuestro a su primo Kujo Jotaro.

Kujo Jotaro tenía 19 años cuando fue sometido al experimento "Superior Spider" y se volvió mitad araña. Al contrario de sus primos, a él le salieron colmillos y sus ojos se volvieron rojos, y parecía poder inyectar veneno. Escapo del laboratorio en donde lo tenían gracias a estos, y sus primos lo acogieron, se quedo un tiempo con ellos para entrenar y controlar sus poderes.

No tenía planeado usarlos, pero, a lo mejor era la sangre noble de los Joestars lo que lo empujó a ponerse su propio traje de araña y patrullar las calles de Japón, fue llamado el Misterioso Star-Spider.

Mientras tanto, un joven rubio llamado Caesar Zeppeli era sometido a un experimento diferente pero con el mismo fin, crear un super humano.

Caesar se convirtió en un inmortal atravez de este, pero el cáncer en su interior y su gen curativo luchaban entre sí, y por culpa de esto su piel se deformo. En fin, destruyó ese lugar con todos los científicos que lo torturaron adentro, y huyo, y... No sabía que hacer, así que siguió trabajando como mercenario como antes, pero está vez con un traje, se hizo conocido por ser indestructible y lo apodaron El Chico de la Muerte, o Deathguy para abreviar (Caesar piensa que es ridículo).

Y Dio, satisfecho con los resultados en Jotaro, no espero dos veces a inyecatrse el suero arácnido en el mismo. El escape de Jotaro fue un fastidio, pero tenía lo que quería. Poco después el mundo conoció a quien se hacía llamar Superior Spider, el Mounstroso.

(Puede retraer sus colmillos, Jotaro también).

××/××/2011:

Ese no fue el último experimento de Dio, pues para su molestia, los Spider-men no cayeron como el creía, si no que arruinaron sus planes múltiples veces. Es así que pensó, que lo único que podría derrotarlos, era alguien igual a ellos, y si lo mezclaba con su propia sangre, sería imparable. Mando a construir otra maquina que estuvo lista tras dos años, con el ADN de Spider-Sun y el suyo, la máquina creo a un ser... Aunque no resultó tal como el esperaba. De la máquina salió un niño de unos dos años, pero estaba recién nacido, y al igual que los bebés no sabia hacer nada, pero Dio no miró atrás, entrenaria a ese enjendro, lo llamaron Haruno, un nombre temporal para la criatura de cabellos rubios y negros.

××/××/2014:

Tres años después siguió con el entrenamiento de Haruno, el niño ya era muy listo para tener 5 años físicamente y 3 años mentalmente. Sin embargo lo descubrió un tipo llamado Deadguy quien aviso a los Spider-men, y estos llegaron a arruinar sus planes. Se llevaron a Haruno y cambiaron su nombre a petición suya, ahora se llamaba Giorno, y fue adoptado por Jonatha y Erina aunque estos ya tenían un niño llamado George, pero con el tiempo ambos hermanos aprendieron a llevarse bien (aunque nunca lo admitirian en voz alta, regla no escrita de hermanos). Después de un año, Giorno parecía haber perdido sus poderes arácnidos.

(1. Haruno recién nacido.

2. Haruno siendo rescatado.

3. Giorno con su nueva familia).

(Perdón por las horribles sombras, me dio pereza dibujarlas 🫠).

(Los Jojos no saben que Dio es Superior Spider, rescataron a Giorno de un cuartel aparte que tenía, y Dio no sabe que ellos son los Spider Héroes. Jonathan y Dio ya no tienen tanto contacto desde la muerte de George, solo se le informó que su hermano y Erina tuvieron otro niño llamado Giorno, pero nunca lo conoció).

××/××/2019:

Cinco años después Jotaro tuvo a su hija Jolyne, la niña también tenía los poderes arácnidos de su padre, Jotaro ya le había explicado con anterioridad a su pareja de esto (dejaré la identidad de la pareja de Jotaro a la imaginación).

××/××/2022:

Dos años después, a sus 16 años, Josuke Higashikata inició su spidercarrera como el Sorprendente Crazy-Spider.

(Elle hizo la moto, con ella puede columpiarse y conducir por las paredes).

××/××/2023:

Un año después un Giorno de 15 años sería mordido por una araña, y misteriosamente tras esa mordida sus poderes arácnidos despertarian, sus colmillos largos y ojos rojizos volvieron. También, por alguna razón la araña que lo mordió lo seguía aunque la dejara en la naturaleza, así que decidió conservarla y llamarla Golden Experience.

Y tomando esto como una señal decidió ponerse un traje de araña, y se llamó el Confiable Spider-Gold.

▪︎◆☆◆▪︎

Mientras tanto, un chico llamado Narancia, que estaba tranquilamente en su viaje escolar en D.I.O no se esperaba la mordedura de una araña radioactiva... Como si la historia volviese a empezar.

To be continued>>>

[tomboyjessie13]

DIO's Mansion D'Arby's Game room and Wine cellar Spring 1988 - Evening ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

T. D'Arby and Medea: *Playing "Oh! That's A Baseball!", with their table space covered in games, Coca Cola cans, Pringles, and a half-empty pizza box*

T. D'Arby: *Wearing his glasses, hair down, and jacket off his shoulders, he's playing as the Red Dragons at the bat* Hmm...

Medea: *Wearing her Egyptian attire sans head shawl and shoes, she's about to throw the ball as the Gray Cats* Heeey batta batta, Heeey batta batta, Heeey batta batta, Sa-wing!

T. D'Arby: What...?

Medea: Heeey batta batta, Heeey batta batta, Kennedy Kennedy Kennedy, *Throws ball* Sa-wing batta!

T. D'Arby: *Barely hits the ball* NGH! 

*HOME RUN!*

T. D'Arby: Phew, *to Medea, smugly* nice try, Miss King, but even your diversionary tactic isn't going to beat me.

Medea: *Shrugs* Well, at least I tried. *Drinks Coca Cola*

T. D'Arby: Fu fu fu, you really are a baseball enthusiast... *Feels something between his legs* Hmm??? *Looks down and sees Kenny G popping up* AHH! GET OUT OF THERE!

Medea: *Looks over in disgust* Ugh, in front of my pizza?

Kenny G: Sorry for the intrusion, but I came to warn you both that Lord DIO's on his way here, you better look presentable. *Goes away*

T. D'Arby: Ahh crap. *Pauses the game, removes glasses, and starts using air freshener* And I was just about to win to.

Medea: *Wraps her shawl around her head and neck* In your dreams, Trent. *Starts cleaning up the empty cans and throwing them away*

T. D'Arby: *Fixes his outfit and hair before hiding the pizza box and pringles* 

*FOOT STEPS*

T. D'Arby: Here he comes! *He gets into position*

DIO: *Enters the room* Evening, everyone~

T. D'Arby and Medea: *Bows to him* Evening, Lord DIO.

T. D'Arby: Is there something troubling you, my Lord?

DIO: No, I'm fine, D'Arby... *To Medea* Medea, I need to talk to you privately about something, it'll only take a few minutes.

Medea: *Confused* ???...... O-ok? *Follows DIO* Take 5, Trent.

T. D'Arby: Ok...

Medea and DIO: *Leaves the room, now they're standing in the wine cellar*

Medea: *Irritated*.....Alright, you got me out of the game before I could beat D'Arby. Now what did you want to say?

DIO: *Serious* I learned some information that might be useful to you.

Medea: What is it?

DIO: Are you familiar with a older gentleman named, "Joseph Joestar?"

Medea: ............ *Became melancholy* Sort of... I've only known him as a war veteran and real estate agent... and the man that Jason is envious of.

DIO: Joseph isn't just a ordinary war veteran...he's also a Stand user, possessing a vine-like Stand called [Hermit Purple].

Medea: *Surprised* Really?

DIO: His Stand is the same as my [Passion] in terms of psychic abilities due to being related to me and Jonathan, and he could easily use it to seek out my hiding spot.

Medea: I... never would've expected to hear that... But, what am I supposed to do with this information?

DIO: Isn't it obvious? Being sought out by the Joestars is the LAST thing that I want, not to mention that he was the source of your's and Jason's doomed romance... *Smirks* I think the best way to deal with him is to HURT him.

Medea: *Horrified* WHAT!? NO! Even if Joseph is hunting for you, he doesn't deserve to get hurt! I mean that dude prevented the Pillar Men from destroying humanity, he's a hero!

DIO: *Places his hands on her shoulders* Maybe so, and I respect that... But even the most respected heroes can have a dark side~

Medea: *Confused* ....A dark side? What do you mean by that?

DIO: *Leans into her ear* In 1982, there was a young woman from a little Japanese town of Morioh...... Passionate. Beautiful. Firm. Caring. Intelligent. So intelligent that she had no problems getting into university. But during her time there, she came across a US foreigner who is quiet attractive despite his advanced age, immediately falling head over heels over the elderly stranger and wanted his number. 

Medea: *Eyes slowly widening* ..... 

DIO: The problem is that he's already married with a wife waiting for him in New York City, surely this kind of relationship can't come to fruition, right?...Sadly, it turns out that it was his whole reason of coming to Japan: to find a beautiful woman to date. He immediately accepted her request and began privately seeing each other, growing more intimate in a short period of time until eventually... she sired a child with him in secret.

Medea: *Shocked, realizing who he's talking about* !?!?!....

DIO: *Smirks* Do you get it now? The unfaithful husband in question is everyone's favorite war hero and Jason's object of envy; Joseph Joestar... And no one, not even his friends and family, are none the wiser...

Medea: ..........*Sharply inhaling and exhaling as she began to grit her teeth*

DIO: *Steps back*

Medea: *Seething in rage* That... is what Jason ruined my life for? So he can pine after the wealth of a cheating bastard who betrayed his own marriage?

DIO: He drove your love away just as how he drove his away, and he wants to finish where his grandfather left off by ending my reign... Now you understand how much of a threat he is to us?

Medea: Y-yes, but... what would hurting him solve?

DIO: It would send a message to his family and allies. They'll realize that I have grown stronger since Jonathan's time and that they're no match for me, DIO. With him out of the way, we'll be invincible since we'll have no enemies who want to stop us, and you will be free from the pain he caused you and your lover.

Medea: Would that... really work?

DIO: Of course.

Medea: *Sighs* .....*Looks up to him vengfully* I understand, my Lord.

DIO: *Evil chuckle, he begins to walk away* It's too early to act now though, but I'll call you when the time is right...

Medea: *Bows to him* Yes, my Lord.... and thank you, for letting me know about this...

DIO: *Smug, knowing full well that Medea is like putty in his hands*

Medea: ................ *Walks back inside the game room, sighing* ....... Alright, Trent. I'm back.

*HOME RUN!*

T. D'Arby: *Caught* O3O'''''

Medea: ????.....Eh? *Goes over to him* What's going on?

T. D'Arby: Nothing, it's an error.

Medea: *Looks at the screen and sees that the Red Dragons won, becoming more pissed* ....What the hell!?

T. D'Arby: *Sweating* It wasn't me, it was Kenny G!

Kenny G: *From his hiding spot* Don't pin this on me, you're the Red Dragons, not the Gray Cats!

T. D'Arby: O_O'''''

Medea: *Even more furious and jumps him* D'ARBYYYYYYY!

T. D'Arby: *Gets beaten up* AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

- Medea learns about Joseph's dark secret from DIO, loosely inspired by Yandere Simulator

(He was right about Joseph of course, but he's just using it for his own ends)

[luveline]

heeey, do you think you could ever write for jonathan?

I could try!

[candyredterezii]

Jonathan Byers fancam <3

[hcpeatlast-blog]

@idumean

frustration is evident on his features, will reduced to pacing back and forth through the hallways. fellow shadowhunters pass him by, none the wiser to his presence. he’s tried to speak to every living soul that’s even glanced in his direction, only to be ignored. perhaps they can’t see or hear him, perhaps they don’t want to. it’s a quick burst of anger that has him upending a rack of seraph blades, weapons loudly clattering to the floor.     surely someone’s noticed that. 

[vanishcd]

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[f1-stuff]

Jonny T. at the 2017 Blackhawks Convention (x)

[magnuscomedybracket]

Round 2 Match 11

131 Flesh vs. 075 A Long Way Down

Propaganda under the cut!

131 Flesh

so the episode starts with jonathan IDIOT sims of the FUCKERY INSTITUTE deciding you know... to get into the torture coffin i need to have a connection up here on the surface so i can find my way out... so, obviously, youre like awwwhh is this the moment he realizes he needs martin and saves him from the lonelt❤️❤️❤️ does he have a heartwarming connection w his coworkers and realize he needs his friends and cant just do everything alone❤️❤️❤️ and then that fool, that absolute bastard, that CIRCUS of a MAN goes. i nees physical pain AND THEN TRIES TO CHOP HIS FINGER OFF FOR FIVE MINUTES WHILE THE EYES GOIN hey ! hey stop ! hey ahahhaha stop what are you doing hey ahahah you need your finger hey stop doing that !! and regeneratjng his finger and then goes damn this wont work... IM GOING TO REMOVE ONE OF MY RIBS ! :D and then he goes to find JARED BONETURNER HOPWORTJ who yk has KILLED PEOPLE which helen just had IN HER DOORS, YK, FOR FUNZIEZ !! ands like heeey can u remove my rib bbggg hahahahaha ;] and even JAREDS like what the Fuck. then sure ! if u let me out of the DOORS ! then jons like hey btw :3 can i have ur statement :3 and jareds like yah sure if u give me another rib, and jon, jonathan fucking sims. AGREES ! that is like the equivalent of tradinf a rib for a burrito. so jared gives jon his statement and. SURPRISE ! its shit and unhelpful. and now jon has two less ribs, THEN jareds likd yoooo ur rib feels weird as hell and then helen promptly dumps jared into the nearest river. and rhe entire timd tou cannot make out SHIT of what jareds saying i wouldnt be surprised if you told me that guy was speaking in TONGUES. but oh wait ! it gets better ! elias fuckdd up and thd apocalypse wouldve at LEAST been delayed if jon DIDNT take his ribs out. BUT OH WAIT ! IT GETS EVEN BETTER ! later in the gardner jareds like hey ur ribs weird take it back i dont want if anymore it feels weird and then jon fucking smitss him [why the fuck does his rib feel weird btw..does hd have rib eyes? would that mean hd has eyes on all his bones? organs too??? id likd to think so.] *bows* thank you ! thank you !

075 A Long Way Down

dude happens to see the same guy in a couple of bad instances and decides he must die? it's so silly like he's only going off the feeling that mike had something to do with his brother (he did, he's right of course, but it's SO silly like "you'll die for staring at me")

[italiansteebie]

Heeey prompt thing (if you have time!) What about something where everyone is getting their college applications back and Steve is just getting sadder and sadder because he’s rejected from pretty much everywhere, but he’s trying hard to be happy for everyone else so hides it. But then Billy finds him crying over the latest rejection (I dunno maybe his Dad even tried a bribe/donation and they still said no) and Steve’s thinking he’s dumb and he’s gonna lose everyone and then. (Pt1)

(Pt2) Billy actually reads over Steve’s essay and figured out he might be dyslexic- but no one else ever has. And maybe he gets Steve some help, or gets him to talk about wanting to do something more vocational at college (working with kids in some way?) but just trying to please his Dad or something like that??

Steve has 6 unopened college response letters sitting on his desk. UCLA, University of Michigan, Penn State, Baylor University (He thought Texas  might be fun), Huntington University, and Indiana State. He should get into at least one, Indiana State, because his dad sent the admissions office “extra incentive.” He starts with UCLA, rips it open as best he can with shaking hands. 

“Dear Mr. Harrington,

We’re sorry to inform...”

He stops reading, already knows he didn’t make it. He reassures him self that it’ll be okay. One is sure to say yes.

University Of Michigan

“Dear Mr. Harrington,

“We’re sorry to inform...”

Penn State

“Dear Mr. Harrington,

We’re sorry..”

Baylor University

“Dear Mr. Harrington,

We’re sorry...”

He takes a deep breath, and wills the tears not to form. He trembles as if he’s freezing and grabs the Huntington University letter, he prays that he got in to at least one college on his own.

Huntington University

“Dear Mr. Harrington,

Unfortunately you were not accepted for the fall semester.”

Indiana State

This one should be better, he thinks.

“Dear Mr. Harrington,”

He takes a breath.

“We’re sorry...”

“No.” Steve can’t breath. He didn’t think it was possible. They didn’t want him, even with his father’s generous donation. He backs up to the wall and slides down until he’s sitting and buries his head in his knees. Silent tears track down his face, he takes in a shuddering breath. He sits there for a while and contemplates what he’s going to tell his dad. He knows he’s going to get shit for it, and proved his father right, he really is too stupid, and he’s just a disappointment to the Harrington name. He’s pulled out of his sorrow when he hears someone pouting on his front door. He runs to the bathroom and splashes some cold water on his face, takes a couple breaths, and makes sure it doesn’t look like he’s been crying for the past hour. He walks down the stairs and stands in front of the door, preparing to have a “pleasant” conversation with whoever is standing out there. He opens the door and Nancy and Jonathan are standing there with matching grins.

“Steve! Jonathan and I got accepted into Indiana State! And Jon got accepted into an art School in Chicago too!” Nancy cheers as she throws her arounds around him in joy. “Did you get your letters yet, Steve?” Jonathan asks, and Steve just shakes his head, “Not yet,” he mutters out in a fake hopeful voice. “Well when you do, we need to celebrate!” And Steve agrees, mustering the best smile he can. He can’t bring down their moods just because he’s not smart enough. He forces himself to be happy as he congratulates both of his friends.

Days pass, and every time Nancy calls asking if he got his letters, he denies, denies, denies. A week after his rejections, a smiley Billy shows up at his door with a piece of paper in his hand. “I got in to UCLA! Isn’t that great Stevie? Now you and me can move to California, and go to school together and leave this town behind!” Billy exclaims. Steve just grins, happy to see his love happy, “I haven’t gotten my letters yet,” Steve lies and tries to not think about how he’ll never escape Hawkins. 

Soon after Billy comes over, he’s got the kids in The Party up his ass, wondering where he’s going and how far he’s going to be “Leaving us behind, Steve!” as Dustin so nicely put it. He denies and says he doesn’t know, hasn’t decided yet. He gets away with lying for about a month and then everyone has received their letters and there’s no way Steve hasn’t received his yet. 

He tells Nancy and Jonathan first, the disappointment on their faces hurts more than the actual rejection letters themselves. “Steve, how? You- We studied together every Monday and Wednesday after winter break together.” Nancy asks, a frown pulling at her lips. “Yeah, Steve. I thought we worked on your essay. We wrote a good one. Together.” Jonathan probes, wondering how this happened. Steve sighs, “I sent in an essay I wrote myself. I wanted to get in with my own work. I thought it was a good idea. Guess not.” He confesses. They leave, looking like Steve had deeply betrayed them, and he couldn’t help but feel like he did. 

When he tells the kids, they’re not sad. Or disappointed in him. In fact, they’re happy. “Yes! Now we van keep using your house for our sessions! And I’ll still have my best friend!” Dustin exclaims, Steve’s heart swells at the best friend title. At least some people don’t think he’s a total failure.

He saves Billy for last, reading seeing the disappointment when he tells him he won’t be going to UCLA with him. When Billy comes in, he notices right away that the mood is not its usual. “What’s wrong, Stevie?” Steve doesn’t like the concern in his voice, it makes him feel guilty. “Bill... I didn't get accepted into UCLA,” “Oh, Steve, that’s okay. We can study together at State!” quick to solve the problem, not letting Steve’s news get him down. “But Billy, I didn't get accepted into State either. I wasn’t accepted anywhere.” Steve sniffles. He keeps his head down, not wanting to face the man infant of him. “Can I see your essay?” Billy asks, walking away, not waiting for an answer. “I guess, it’s really bad though.” Steve shrugs, and runs to his room to grab the original copy of his essay. “Gotta see what was so bad that all those snotty schools didn’t want my boy,” Billy says as he reads. When he finishes, he looks up and studies Steve’s face for a minute. “Is it really so bad you can’t say anything to me?”

“Have you ever been tested for learning disabilities?” And Steve looks positively offended, “Wh- No? I’m not- No. Harrington’s don’t have problems,” he says, his fathers words coming out at the end. “Since I was little, my teachers wanted to get me tested... But they stopped pushing for it with the help of my father’s money. I didn't need to get tested because.. Well, because Harrington’s don’t have learning disabilities,” Steve reveals, and he spits out the last two words like they burnt his tongue. “Steve, I know why you didn’t get accepted, why you have so much trouble in school.” Steve looks up at him, “I think you have dyslexia, Stevie. I don’t know how miss smarty pants Nancy and her investigator boyfriend didn’t figure it out.” Billy tells him gently.

“This means this isn’t the end, Stevie! You can go to schools, different colleges, that’ll have the right resources for you! You can come to California after all!” 

Steve comes to terms with the new revelation and he and Billy take off to the library to do some research. After a couple of days of searching, Steve finds a school in California. He applies, and holds his breath when he opens his letter. With Billy standing next to him and gripping his hand tightly, he rips open the envelope. 

“Dear Mr. Harrington,

We’re ecstatic to welcome you for the fall semester! Congratulations!”

Steve lets out a shocked laugh, like he can’t believe his eyes, and turns to Billy. “I did it!” “You did it.” 

They tell The Party, and Nancy and Jonathan, and everyone is so happy for him. “I knew you could do it, kid.” Chief Hoppers says, looking at Steve proudly. The kids are a little sad, but feel better when Steve assures them he’ll be back at thanksgiving, and they can throw a week long D&D session at his house. 

In the fall, Billy and Steve set off in the Camaro, a tiny apartment and 2 colleges wait for them on the west coast. Billy can’t drive fast enough. 

[p1nkwitch]

Ok, there are i think 5 more parts and the little arc is done, then it will be time for random bits, but maybe i will just put those directly into ao3 instead of here.

@nonbinaryeye Heeey angst fest! i feel you will like this.

Also one more thing for the next few chapters. I had to shuffle and rethink some aspects for the characters since there can only be one per session. So either Jon or Elias had to win the light player spot and im afraid its not Elias this time. Im happy with what i chose instead for him but its just a heads up. I feel it suits him well considering several of his actions.

Due to unforeseeable events that you refuse to divulge or go deeper into, you are currently tearing apart the room you are residing in. You are ELIAS BOUCHARD and you are furious beyond repair, beyond imagination and you are also HURT. That man has no right to hurt you. No right whatsoever.

PETER LUKAS is your husband and he has broken up with you, but not like usual. Not like any of the ways before. This was not him and you refuse to acknowledge it, the fact that he actually did by text was even worse. Your sprite and Jonah are both watching you in your destructive fury. Both with different expressions on their faces.

BARNABAS looks like he wants to say something, yet the acidic look that JONAHSPRITE gives him stops him on his tracks. His double is not destroying the room and the only reason he can think of is that the words that the lonely man used with him, actually cut him deep.

It had been cruel and callous in a way that Peter rarely was and even less with him, with either of them. After all he had been the first to say that Jonahsprite was just as real as he was. So to hear him say the opposite was quite jarring, not even that, but to be told he would prefer the cat back instead of him was unbelievable.

You pick up your INDESTRUCTIBLE CANE OF KNOWLEDGE and ask your question. The handle had a crystal 8 ball that would answer anything you needed.

“Does Peter Lukas love me?”

You wait for the answer, for the single word that has appeared every time you have asked that same question since getting the weapon in question. Sometimes you were in a land on your own and the man would not answer back your messages, so you asked the object and knew without a doubt that Peter was just being stubborn and nothing else.

Its not because you loved to hear the confirmation of it.

The ball goes from clear and shiny to dull and grey with fog inside it.

NO

It takes a few seconds to comprehend what you just read, shaking it again you asks.

“Is Peter Lukas in love with me?”

NO

You start to pace and breathe harder.

“Does Peter have any feelings for me??!!”

The words take longer to appear as if it was trying to parse them through, but the answer leaves Elias frozen in place, feeling a deep pit of despair.

HE FEELS INDIFFERENCE AND HATE

PETER LUKAS CAN'T CARE ABOUT JONAH MAGNUS

“Why?!” You punch and hit the wall out of pure rage instinct and hurt. The others in the room flinch. The anger, hurt and grief is too much and you end up letting a sound more animalistic than human.

You don't expect it to tell you an answer, it's not that good yet for full complete answers, but somehow it does.

It's not the answer you wanted.

THE EYE HAS NOT GLANCED TO THE LONELY

AND THE FOG HAS TAKEN A HOLD OF HIM

IT TOOK HIS HEART AND NOW ITS HOLLOWED OUT

THE SPIDER SPINS HER WEB ON HIM

AND NOW THE EMPTY MAN THINKS HE HAS NOTHING

CONGRATULATIONS YOU PLAYED YOURSELF

You are-

No

Elias is done with the narrative, done with the game and the web that got him here.

The thief of heart walks out while the other two follow, he goes until he finds the room he was looking for. Annabelle, Jon, Oliver, Martin, Basira and Melanie are there.

“So you started this and told no one?? What now, we are dooming another world again? Is that it, how many times can you-”

“What did you tell him Miss Cane?” The room goes quiet and everyone stares at him.

“What is wrong with you-”

“Melanie if you don't shut up i will leave you brain dead before you can stab me again. Annabelle what did you tell him to convince him to help?” Said woman was staring at him with mild interest, but did not seem to care much. Annabelle was the only one of them left who had not reached god tier and was in her original body.

Melanie started to move in his direction but the detective stopped her.

“I told him the truth, that there is no other way out, he went willingly if that's what you are concerned about. I did not lie or manipulate him in any way. As for anything else, i told him what he already was thinking, but did not want to say out loud” She waves him away as if it was nothing, as if she just didn't basically ensnared him and doomed him.

“You should treat your toys more kindly less someone else picks them up to play with them. Then again… you do have a history to turn a blind eye to the lonely when its picking apart something you care about” Her eyes turn to something on his back and he knows Barnabas and Jonah are there.

“What are you talking about?” Jonathan, curious as always.

“He just wants to know how I got Peter to help me start the scratch. I just asked very nicely and explained myself and he went willingly that's all, he starts it and Simon gets all of us out”

“Yes, but we leave him behind don't we?” Her smile has fangs on it.

“A price he was happy to pay as long as he was alone, it is the only thing he asked for” No, he is not losing this easily.

“Tell him to stop”

“I'm afraid I can't, and even if I did, he would not listen, too far gone. He is taking the worst parts of his aspect and mixing it with forsaken he is a lost cause now. I'm sure once we make a new earth you can find a replacement, it's in your nature after all to interchange Lukas for Lukas”

Elias is fairly reasonable, he only ever acts out in panic and when he knows he has an advantage.

Which is why he doesn't understand why the next thing he knows is that he is bashing her skull with the INDESTRUCTIBLE CANE OF KNOWLEDGE, over and over again, his ears were ringing and he was sure he could hear the others yelling at him, an arm tries to grab him and he shoves as much painful knowledge into the head of whoever is trying to stop him that they release him.

Before the first hit connected with her head however, Elias actually saw the surprise and fear in her eyes. Annabelle did not expect him to react like this.

She did not expect him to care at all.

By the time he is done, her body is lying on the ground with cobwebs and spiders spilling out of the remains of her crushed head. Breathing hard he looks around and sees everyone with their weapons raised at him, except for Basira who was on the floor holding her head and Oliver who merely nodded at him.

He already knew someone was going to die.

Oh.

“I- i think i might have overreacted” The faces of sheer incredulity hit him and before any of them try to stop him Jonah grabs his shoulder.

“He will be in the land of Time, if we hurry..” They won't make it back he knows.

Elias doesn't want to die, but he is so angry at Peter.

No, he is furious at him. After all this time and after everything.

This is not how it ends.

Holding the cane he makes a run for the window and jumps out.

He flies as fast as he can to go and beat up his husband to death. If Peter shall die it would be by his hand, he won't let him leave him first, not like this. Elias will never let him have the last word over him and will not let him die like he wants either.

[fearthebadgers]

Heeey! Have you seen the new Future State Jonathan Crane? How do you think he’s like? Any general headcanons you may have for him at first sight?

Yes I have read it! I actually just bought a physical copy the other day and I love it so much! This Jonathan is definitely another one of my favorites! He’s kind of like if you were to take ATCF and Nolanverse, but them both in a blender and came out with this magnificent piece! And the glimpse we get to see of his Scarecrow attire is pure chef’s kiss! Unfortunately I don’t have any headcanons as I’ve only read the issue once (Give me like 3 more reads and I might be able to come up with some stuff) but I do have a theory or suspicion mentioned later on

Spoilers for Harley Quinn: Future State #1 below the cut

Future State Jonathan is also unique in the sense that he’s given up his Scarecrow gig and that he’s technically working with the government to capture Rogues that are still out and about in Gotham. He’s still incredibly capable of instilling fear and anxiety into people as seen with the interaction between the two men towards the end of the issue. Though he’s given up being a Rogue, I have a theory that later on down the line, he will return to being the lovable spooky boi that we’re all familiar with. It does almost seem that working with Harley has made him miss his days of runnin about doing his thing. Needless to say, this Crane is very promising and will make for a VERY interesting story and I can not wait to possible see him again in the next issue!

[moonlit-imagines]

Stalker

Robin Buckley x reader

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a/n: lord i hope this was for robin buckley and not damian wayne lmaooo i think it’s robin b we gucci. also, psa band kids r not losers its just a stereotypical high school 80s thing pls dont kill me yall are killing it

prompt: anonymous: “heeey could you do robin x reader where robin’s friends has been saying that reader is “crazy, stalker” all these bad stuff (and it wasn’t true) and reader gets all sad because she starts to think she too clingy and needy and stays away from robin and then robin confronts her about it? shsoaoqo thanks!!”

“Uh-oh, look out Robin, it’s the stalker.” One of her band mates whispered and pointed at you as you approached.

“Hey, Robin!” You greeted her with a hug. “Hi, Meredith.”

“Hey there, y/n.” Robin smiled awkwardly.

“Hey.” Meredith huffed. The three off you didn’t speak for about ten seconds, then you broke the silence.

“So, Robin, are you doing anything this weekend? ‘Cause I was thinking—” You were suddenly cut off.

“Me and Robin have plans.” Meredith told you, grabbing Robin’s shoulder. “Isn’t that right, Birdie?” She cocked and eyebrow and waited for Robin to play along.

“Uhh...” Robin hesitated, switching her gaze between you and her friend. “I guess so...” She shrugged, causing you to frown.

“Oh, okay.” You sighed. “Maybe another time?”

“Yeah, maybe.” Meredith answered snottily, making you cringe.

“Okay, see you in sixth period.” You waved goodbye and headed to your locker. As you walked away, you could hear Robin’s friend calling you names.

“What a loser, huh? She’s crazy!” Meredith nudged at Robin’s side. “You’re welcome.” Jeez, you know it’s bad when the band kids are calling you a loser. Now you know how Jonathan feels. Speaking of Jonathan.

“Hey, you okay?” Jonathan tapped your shoulder as you stared into your locker.

“Oh, yeah, I’m fine.” You lied. You kind of wanted to go to the girl’s bathroom for a minute to cry. But the bell was about to ring and if you got another tardy you’d get a detention.

“Liar.” He poked you in the side, which never failed to make you jump.

“Oh, shut up.” You dumped your books in his arms and slammed your locker. “How do you deal with everyone calling you names behind your back?”

“Oh, my god, y/n.” He scoffed and rolled his eyes. “This better not be about those band kids again.”

“It is.” You slouched over.

“Hey, who cares if the band kids think you’re weird. They’re band kids.” Jonathan tried to reason with you. But when he turned to you, there was still a huge frown on your face. “This is about her, isn’t it?”

“Yeah...” You opened the classroom door for Jonathan and walked to the back, where he set his and your books down on your respective desks.

“You want some advice? Leave it alone for a while. Try to focus on you, not Robin. If the band kids are bullying you—” Jonathan said.

“Stop!” You swatted him.

“Okay, fine. If the band kids are giving you a hard time, just keep to yourself. Look, you’ve always got me.” He put out his hand for a fistbump, but the teacher yelled at the two of you for not paying attention right after that. “Sorry, Mrs. Stewart.”

“Yeah, sorry Mrs. Stewart.” You repeated.

After class, you said bye to Jonathan and he wished you good luck. You got to sixth period and walked right past Robin. She immediately noticed something was wrong, but left it alone.

The final bell rang and you left the class without a word. Even walked past Meredith, ignoring her snarky comment about you. You walked straight to the student parking lot and waited by Jonathan’s car. Robin watched from the sidewalk, genuinely worried if you were okay.

“C’mon, Rob, we have rehearsal. Stop looking at the stalker before you turn into one.” Meredith pulled her away from the window. Jonathan met you at his car and unlocked your door for you.

“How was sixth period?” He asked.

“Better.” You tilted your head back and forth. When you got in the car, he put on your favorite cassette tape for you.

“How about we get some food and catch up on that one show you like, what’s it called?”

—————

It had been a few weeks since you gave up on trying to talk to Robin. You still heard the band kids make fun of you in the halls, but Jonathan taught you how he deals with assholes. Robin felt bad, she wanted to say something, but every time she tried, Meredith got in the way, and you went about your day.

Robin had finally had enough. She pushed Meredith away and walked right up to you.

“What’s wrong?” She asked. You were honestly kind of startled by her question.

“What do you mean?” You innocently asked her. She blankly stared at you.

“You’re avoiding me.” She raised her eyebrows matter-of-factly. You pressed your lips together in a line and shrugged.

“Seems like you were the one avoiding me, Robin.” You shook your head and turned around, seeing Jonathan.

“If this is about Meredith,” Robin took you by the shoulder, “I think she’s a bitch. I only hang out with her because she’s been my friend since first grade. I don’t think you’re a stalker.”

“Sure act like you do.” You bit your lip, hoping Jonathan would come to your rescue any second now. Robin could see the tears pooling on the rims of your eyes.

“Come here.” She grabbed you by the arm and dragged you to the bathroom, then grabbed a few paper towels. You clenched your jaw, holding back tears.

“I’m just trying to be nice, Robin. That was all I wanted to do. I wanted to get to know you better. Find a friend in you. Maybe something more, I don’t know. But you and your little band bitches do nothing but talk shit about me like it’s a fucking crime to be nice!” You blew up, tears streaming down your face.

“I’d love to hang out with you this weekend, okay? I don’t think your crazy. Everyone else is just mean.” Robin wet the paper towel down with cold water to bring the puffiness down in your eyes.

“I can’t hang out this weekend.” You sniffled, melting into her touch as her hand cupped your chin.

“Why’s that?” She hummed.

“I’ve got plans.” You smirked.

“Good one.” She chuckled.

“No, seriously. I have game night at the Byers’ house.” You told her. “Can’t reschedule that one, it’s too important. Maybe next weekend?”

“Fine. Next weekend.” She wiped your face off and the two of you left the bathroom together, side-by-side. Jonathan and Meredith were waiting for you two on opposite sides of the hall. You skipped over and hugged him.

“You okay, kiddo?” He wrapped his arms around you.

“No.”