#im ded this took too long

[authoroftwwm]

AAAAAAAAAAAAA BRO I NEED IT

tl;dr is that Professor layton helped w trauma, listed is the journey through the games and future hype for PLWoS

So, I recently got into professor layton (a year ago, to be specific) and I must say, It has helped me SO FUCKIN MUCH WITH SO MUCH TRAUMA--

I have schizoeffective disorder. I have severe PTSD from years of mental and physical abuse from my parents. I have ADHD and may also be autistic, getting tested at 25 years is difficult.

When I started Professor Layton, I decided to play in release order--"I want to experience what long time fans experienced." I felt it would be more genuine. So, I downloaded an emulator (yeah i know, bad Vero) and started to play. I wrote down my reactions to each game after i beat them:

PLCB: THIS MAN GOT CHASED BY A FERRIS WHEEL!!!! THATS COOL AF! It was a really fun game, cool story with neat puzzles tHaT wErE hArD aF (i was kind of nonchalant about the games, just getting into them)

PLPB: ayo he got a box OH WAIT HE DED--i enjoyed the gameplay and watching the bad guy be the bad guy. interesting sequel, hopefully luke stays with the professor a long time lol (I jinxed it lol, also felt a bit more connected to Luke as a character and his admiration for Hershel)

(I took a long break after this one due to college lol but now i just play after my homework is done)

PLLF: I didnt write anything after this one. i just sat in silence for about a week, and I didnt eat for a few days. This was when my foster dad died, and i felt strangely as if i had healed a lot. After that week. I guess I just kinda took the time to process the loss of someone who i consider my true father. It was at this point I realized that playing the games had helped. I also didnt mentally process that luke left the professor lol until i watched someones playthrough of the last part of the game again

PLSC: BRO ITS LUKE AGAIN BUT HES YOUNGER AND HAS TRUST ISSUES WTF ITS MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE except luke didnt go through massive trauma (unless you count the ghost stuff and the witch stuff and the house stuff as trauma) yeah i like it very good

PLMM: RANDALL IS WAY TOO FUCKIN HOT FOR MY LIKING I JUST NNNNNGGGUHHUHUHUH also SIBLING BINDING WOOOOOOOOOOO

I am currently playing through Azran Legacy, and I must say it lives up to the hype. Havent reached the ending tho so im trying to not run into spoilers. also I know descole is sycamore im not dumb THEY LITERALLY LOOK ALIKE AND THE BUTLER IS THE SAME WTF if theyre not the same person im gonna spazzzzzzzz

All in all, I plan on figuring out how to a b s o r b all the content from the spin offs (in order to do this i also want to play all the phoenix wright games, wish me luck lol) and will eventually get the Katrielle game.

I have a lot to do in preparation for New World of Steam! I hope im able to do it in time, and also that its just as good as the previous games. I know Quizknock will do a good job, its just whether i will enjoy it or not.

Thank you for reading, sorry for the long post; i have no potatoes to offer but nevertheless have a good day~!

-Vero

[taevayu]

this is us users, please?

── ◜✧◞  this is us theme! ﹕ᶻz

t-hisius / 216tius / thebigthr3 / 36hbds

storyisus / kkrpearsn / liveourstory / 8prsnn

bro i’ve actually never watched this and i just used the wiki fandom page so like uhm. sorry 🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲

idk if you’ll ever see this but this actually took me too long like

im ded

[sleepysheepytea]

it has taken me an embarrassingly long time to realize that the demon person in your tktober day 31 is NOT in fact tirana

HELP I SAW IT AND I TOOK A CLOSER LOOK AND WAS LIKE oh her hair changed and her clothes changed and she has chains. eh whatever i probably just didnt see THEN I READ THE LORE POST AND I SAW AKUMA AGAIN IN THE OTHER ART AND I WAS LIKE. O H. IM STUPIDFGKDSFSF

also kinda random but doesn't akuma mean devil/demon in japanese

NO LITERALLY I FULL ON EXPECTED THAT DON'T WORRY

they look pretty similar ik fhfhfg

BUT THANK U SM FOR LIKE,,, ACTUALLY BEING INTERESTED FHHFHHF I APPRECIATE U VERY MUCH

and yes, Akuma wasn't her actual name when she was alive that was like a nickname Tirana gave her (also Akuma gave Tirana that name after they ded too) it's complicated fhfhg

[saipng]

huntin’ cryptids

(based on this)

[imthepotatoking]

[saitamasbrainrot]

Killshot- Villain Saitama x reader (18+ warning)

"Something chronic

Bit demonic

I been on the late shift

All alone, staring at my phone"

Y/N's POV:

It was late at night, I just came back from work

"Sin and tonic

Stupid promise

Something like a death wish

All alone, stare into my soul"

Then I saw a bald man wearing a black suit, with a red cape...

Wait, is he a hero? No, a hero will never wear like this tho

I think he's a villain. This is not good.

"If I wanna stay alive

You should never cross my mind

Yeah I knew it

I been through it"

No one's POV:

You tried to escape from there, but he's way too fast. "whoa there young lady, do you think you can run that easy from me~?" his voice kinda familiar... When you got to see his face, you was kinda shocked.

It was Saitama! He was smirking, hungrily.

"I-uh, I was just came back from work-" you didn't get to finish, and he pin you against the wall.

"If I fall in every time

Wicked love will leave me blind

Yeah I knew it

I been through it"

"oh yeah? how about you do something for me~?" he said that with a smirk. (god dammit that's hot) "i somehow heard someone talk about you, you're obsessed with me right?" then he bite your neck. You moaned by accident. (💀 gawd im ded) "ah~ y-yes..."

"say my name"

"S-Saitama..."

Y/N's POV:

I can't handle it. He's teasing me. 💀

"now that's a good girl~" (proceeds to nosebleeds)

"Oh god

Can you make my heart stop

Hit me with your kill shot baby

I mean it so serious

God

Can you make my heart stop

Honey with your kill shot baby

I mean it so serious"

He brings you back to his apartment aaaand yeah, you both make out 💀 He unzips his suit and you got to see his muscular body (proceeds to nosebleeds part 2). He then continue biting your neck and you moaned uncontrollably as he started to tease your lower part. With his finger still in his red gloves. (my gloves fetish is screaming right now)

"Stolen nectar

Misadventure

Something like a death kiss

Growing cold, under your control

Knowing better

Twisted pleasure

Got me feeling breathless

Growing cold, will you let me go?"

He kissed you, with a hungry kiss. "after a long time, I've finally found you...took me long enough to destroy this place just to find you" his tongue tangling with yours, your lower part is trembling, you keep moaning his name "p-please... Sai, I can't hold it much longer..."

"If I wanna stay alive

You should never cross my mind

Yeah I knew it

I been through it

If I fall in every time

Wicked love will leave me blind

Yeah I knew it

I been through it"

"beg for it, kitten." (passed out 💀) "d...daddy, please...~". He can't stop smirking. "you slut, you didn't know how much you turned me on. Now get ready for it, I'll destroy you" Without warning, he thursts inside of you. You screamed right away, in both pain and pleasure.

"Oh god

Can you make my heart stop

Hit me with your kill shot baby

I mean it so serious

God

Can you make my heart stop

Honey with your kill shot baby

I mean it so serious"

"oh, you're goddamn tight. So you're waiting for me to steal your v-card?" (yes daddy... I MEAN-) You nodded. Guess you can't lie anymore. He laughed and smirks at you. (passed out part 2) "Ohohohoho, you're really a slut for me huh?" as he thrusts into you with an inhuman speed, like the flash. "ah ah ah ah~ oh Sai, i know you'll feel this good..."

"Come and get that honey

Sweeter than I ever knew

Tell me that you love me

Love me till my lips turn blue"

He then teased your oppai (cause he's a oppai lover 🗿) with his tongue. "your (small/medium/big) boobs is sooo good, i wanna suck it and mark it so bad..."

He thursts deeper inside of you, destroying your lower lip while sucking your nipples. "Sai...tama... Ah~". You can tell that you're wet af.

"lemme cum"

"no"

"but pleaseee... I can't hold it anymore"

"meow and beg for me"

"meow~ lemme cum daddy~"

"good girl~ now cum for me" he said that while your left boob inside of his mouth. You came on his massive cock, non stop (help-)

"Walk into my bed like

How long

Got you in my head like

How long, how long"

He pinned you on his bed while thrusting into you as hard as you can't even imagine. "you're mine...mine... MINE! And I'm gonna do something to mark you as mine...". With a last sloppy thrust, he came inside of you.

Tongue sticking out, sweats everywhere and everything is wet. He lays beside you and pull you into his arms. "that was fun, right?"

"yeah"

"you're mine."

"i love you"

"i'll make sure no one steals you from me"

Then you both kiss each other and fell asleep.

-end- 🍋

I made those fanfict from this song, it's kinda hot tho-

[kamisathoes]

AWW TY FOR THE HUGS— AND OKAYY JUST WANTED TO MAKE SURE! i saw some in the event too but i didn't understand if you meant separately or together?? lmao— if that's what you mean by wips,, im excited for all of your works your writing is phenomenal and yeah i already fell in love <33 i am curious to see more :) as for my request,, first of all take your time to write it cause you got a life, have other wips to finish and ur imagination + creativity may lack sometimes. so, tyt!! (note: this is kinda long lmao-)

second, it is based of a dream i had because i cannot stop thinking about it yo 😩 modern au, where reader is the younger sister (im a sucker for these pls- obv reader isnt a minor, just a bit younger) of childe's and thoma's best friend, where she is quite shy + gets flustered easily. u aren't good with talking to others so when u first met em u just hid behind ur bro— sadly breaking his heart cause he thought his 2 best bros would have a different effect on u— but no. ajax and thoma were confused and tried to look behind ur bro— but there was no need since you peeked a bit, looking up at them with big timid eyes, while theirs widened. a small, soft hello left your lips, and it was set.

the 2 deemed you as adorable and precious as hell. and breedable lmfaoo

you often saw them coming to your house so they could game with your brother, or heard him talk to them through phone- sometimes they even asked about you and u blushed really hard cause "they asked for me?-" and since they seemed like nice ppl to u, you asked to your bro if you could join them sometimes, either playin at home or going out. u may have developed a crush on them- he was so happy u asked since ur so shy- his besties were perfect 4 u. so, yes. ok next- after days, months of hanging out and stuff, you got closer to them, felt more comfy, even gave em hugs cause u were rlly affectionate. that didnt stop em from teasin u tho, when ur bro wasnt lookin cause u were so easy to fluster. (childe def being the worst out of the 2-) they just couldn't get enough of your cute reactions, so they... kept doing it. ajax's flirty demeanor + thoma's smooth ways = u ded. and all they did was chuckle at that. meanies

then came the big day where u asked them if you could go hang out with them... without ur bro. u told him tho, but he was ok with it cause he trusted them- so u went out and childe came to pick you up and u both went to thoma's place. (or they come to urs and ur bro is gone somewhere?? lmao idk)

it was ur first time bein alone with em so u were a bit overwhelmed- so they tried to calm you down, and u felt better again :) played games etc... then after one of their comments, u went full flustered mode and everything they did to hold themselves back went out of the window, ur cute innocent dress already testing them. so they,, just started ravishing u. they teased u relentlessly, and u just sat there red af cause u weren't used to this much teasing. u were too shy to do anything urself, too inexperienced, so they took those matters in their own hands and... yeah. ur moans so cute they couldn't stop fucking you roughly. filling you with cum. so much cum was dripping down your thighs, but you had no time to focus on that as one kept pounding ur moist, small cunt, and the other fucked your tight ass, both with no intention to stop anytime soon. tears streamed down ur face cause it was so much... but they said you could take more so, it had to be correct, right?

and at the end u all sleep together after mumbling i love yous. because fluff warm,,

SO YEAH- since i mostly included the sfw part ur free to only do the nsfw one?? i tried giving as much info as possible so you have the idea set in ur mind,, now swarm it with urs cause i cant write </3

but yeah it's ur choice i don't wanna make you feel like it's too much or anything 😭😭 once again, tyt with it and pls take care!! AND TRY TO SLEEP A BIT MORE OKAY?? OKAY TY AND HAVE A NICE DAY

I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK AGES AND I KIND OF WENT OFF OF WHAT YOU SAID BUT CHECK IT OUT HERE BABY <333

[serowotonin]

𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐞 | k.k.

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ a serowotonin christmas special ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

✲︎— you and kenma have had feelings for each other for far too long without doing anything about it. kuroo, with the help of some mistletoe, finally decides to step in and hurry things along...

⊰ pairing ⊱ kozume kenma x gn!reader

⊰ genre ⊱ fluff, crack(?)

⊰ word count ⊱ 1.2k

⊰ type ⊱ hcs + scenario

⊰ tags & warnings ⊱ pining, mistletoe, matchmaker!kuroo, unedited, no caps:D

author’s note. its almost 3AM. i still don’t feel sleepy but my bren ded

you’ve had a crush on kenma for the longest time

and, unbeknownst to you, so has he

ofc you two never seemed to realize this cuz… thats just the way you were??

kuroo knew tho,, bout kenma’s crush and had an inkling that you may like him back

he also almost “accidentally” let it slip a few times in front you

kenma always did smth to either shut him up or divert your attention elsewhere so you wouldn’t hear what kuroo was saying

poor kuroo he just wants to be that helpful senpai and see his two cute kohais get together

after a few too many “slip-ups” around you though, kenma made kuroo swear not to breathe a word of his crush to you

and kuroo reluctantly obliged,,,, but this boi still had a few things up his sleeve 😼😼

christmas time came and, as usual, everyone was abuzz with holiday fever and stress for the upcoming exams:,(

now during exam time, kuroo would often invite kenma to his house to study (even tho they’re in different grades) and this year was no different

except,,,,,, for some reason that some reason being kuroo you were also there??

kuroo and kenma were just sitting there talking about you when, coincidentally, the bell rang and they opened the door to you

“ah glad you could make it y/n ~” kuroo said in a playful tone upon your entrance

kenma knew he was up to something and few moments later, he was proven right

“actually now that you’re here, i got an errand i need to run. you two enjoy studying i’ll be back real quick;3”

you & kenma: “wAIT WHAT?!??” *internally panics at the thought of being alone with each other*

you: “sooo...👉👈”

kenma: “....👉👈”

let’s just say the two of you actually managed to do some a lot of studying cuz you two felt too shy to do anything else 

when kuroo came back, he couldn’t say he wasn’t surprised. he knew kenna would’ve been too shy to initiate anything but he figured you might’ve at least had the confidence to say smth

but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ guess you two were more similar than he thought

that just brought him to phase 2 of his grand plan to get you two together

which was to be carried out at the christmas party after exams...

exams were finally over and you felt like a weight had been lifted off your heart. of course, even though the weight of exams were lifted, the weight of… other things, still anchored your heart. as you combed a hand through your hair, you tried your best to ignore those anchors. they weren’t something you were brave enough to do anything about anyway.  

one last look in the mirror and you deemed yourself good enough to leave the house. you weren’t wearing anything fancy or special for the night’s event; just a simple holiday sweater and classic blue jeans. you grabbed your things and headed out, texting your friends telling them that you’ll meet them at the station in a few minutes. 

seconds later, you felt your phone vibrate and pulled it out.

kenma: y/n, are you going to the christmas party?

you: yep, im on my way to the station rn actually.

kenma: oh ok.

you wondered what he wanted, your brain already coming up with tons of possibilities. you quickly shook them out of your head and texted him back.

you: how bout you? are you coming too??

there was a slight delay in his reply and you had to shut your phone to navigate through the small crowd in front of the station. your friends spotted you first and quickly made their way to you. you all boarded the train and found yourselves a few seats towards the back to sit on. checking your phone for the time, you saw Kenma texted back.

kenma: yeah i have no choice. kuro’s making me go TT

you: lol poor you. im sure it’ll be fine tho 

kenma: mmm he’s probably going to ditch me once we get there

you: i’ll stay with you if he ditches you then hahahha

he didn’t reply for a few seconds and internally you were lowkey panicking. as the train came to a halt, your phone lit up again with a message.

kenma: i’ll be glad if you did (:

you started grinning to yourself but before you could type a reply, the train doors opened and you had to pocket your phone to navigate through the crowd leaving and entering the cabin. 

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ . ⊹ . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

the gym was brightly-lit with streamers of all colors, sizes, and fluffiness adorning the walls. a standard-sized christmas tree stood in one corner with a large number of what you presumed to be placebo presents arranged neatly around it.

your eyes scanned the groups of students until finally landing on a lone boy with hair that seemed to shimmer under the christmas lights. to most others, he seemed quiet and reserved. he wasn’t easily approachable, to everyone else at least. 

you walked over and easily struck a conversation. to you, kenma wasn’t someone someone hard to approach or talk to. he was kenma afterall. what was hard, however, was trying to hide your blush every time he smiled at you, trying to keep a neutral face whenever he said your name, and most importantly, making sure your crush on him was not in any way obvious to him.

oblivious to you, he was trying hard to do just the same. and oblivious to the both of you, kuroo had already completed preparations for ‘phase 2 of getting kenma and y/n together’. 

dont give the man too much credit, “preparations” is just a fancy way of saying he found some mistletoe

lucky for kuroo, you two were exactly where he wanted you to be —standing face to face in a quiet corner of the beautifully decorated gym. 

like a large cat sneaking up on it’s prey, kuroo silently made his way towards the two of you.

“hEY ! y/n, kenma,” he said nodding to each of you respectively. “enjoying the party?”

before either of you could answer, kuroo continued talking.

“oH would you look at that.. it seems you two have been caught under some mistletoe~”

he waved his hand holding the mistletoe just above your heads as the both of you started blushing furiously. 

“cmon, you two know what you have to do~ :3” 

you couldn’t think straight. one moment everything was fine with you and kenma, and the next, some big bloke pops up out of nowhere ruining your peace of mind.

nervously, you glanced at kenma. he was staring at the ground with visibly red cheeks. kuroo kept poking him while he attempted to swat kuroo away. of course that didn't work, but it did make you swoon a bit because damn if kenma wasnt really cute right now…

taking a deep breath, you thought to yourself ‘why the heck not?’. before you had the chance to properly think, you took two steps forward and gave kenma a quick peck on the cheek. 

“oh come on y/n,,, you can do better than that~” kuroo teased. 

not even attempting to hide your blush or embarrassment anymore, you looked at kenma and saw he, too, was as red as his volleyball uniform. what struck most was the way he looked back at you. his eyes seemed to mirror yours perfectly. both searching the others for something to just push you off the edge and admit to each other how you felt. 

it seems you two found it as you both leaned in for another kiss, a proper one. 

— ✲︎

author’s note btw remember how kuroo had an “errand he needed to run”. yes that errand was coming to give yours truly some cuddles;3 ditch exam review to sleep-n-cuddle bitch ψ( ` ∇ ´ )ψ

[13threbagel]

Yo Imma dummy and fell in love with your DP Phantasy AU and am brimming with questions. How does Val’s suit work here? What’s Vlad’s situation here? How does partial resurrection work? Like I said, brimming with questions, expect a flood later.

*slams my hands on the table* HI HELLO THANK YOU FOR LIKING THIS DUM AU IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO REPLY IM AKSNDAKSADKJ Im so glad you like this tho i really do qwq <3 <3 <3

Anyway umm be ready for a long answer because BOI I do have a lot to talk

because I did type a lot on the original description and then tmblr goes upload error on me so i lost all that so  YEAH i hope u dont mind the long post

Feel free to send more questions tho im always down to talk :DD

So Vlad thing, I havent given that one much thought yet. But this is fantasy AU so he can now finally be the brooding-alone--in-his-oversized-castle vampire that he is

Valerie would be a rogue mercenary / bounty hunter (coz Red Huntress lol). I haven’t thought up how her S2 suit yet but she probably has a cursed gem on her glove or bracelet that slowly corrupts her. Maybe it could turn into armor like Trollhunter style that be neat :3c

NOW! The Ressurection thing!

disclaimer : im makni this with my very limited idea of dnd n game stuff so please do tell if its too far off??

But yeah, for this think of HP as your body hit point, and MP as your magic consist in your soul. When the portal open up on him, it needs something to anchor itself to both realm. The portal use Danny as said anchor and seperate his soul from the body, using the body to anchor to living world, and the soul to the ghost/dead realm. Should either of it got destroyed or killed, the portal would be closed.

Danny’s soul turned into a Lich, and his body is.. well it’s just there i guess. It’s alive techncially (thanks to sam’s ressurection attempt) but it doesn’t have a soul anymore. As a lich you can’t just.. get merge back into your old body. I mean you can possess it but that’s just not the same. Also because of the whole being turned into a lich, his body is basically his horcrux, which is an item lich use to store life force/soul. It what makes Lich almost immortal?? so long the item is not broken. maybe not immortal but you get the gist, it’s like voldie’s horcruxes basically, except he only got one

So now we have a) portal use both danny soul and body as anchor; b) danny’s body is his horcrux; c) if his body or soul is destroyed, the portal closes; and d) if danny’s body died, his lich form is no longer immortal

Sooo, in DnD there’s a system? In which if your health hits 0, you don’t immidiately die. You basically passed out, and then you have to do roll dices to wake up again. But if you got hit again in the 0 HP state, then you die for good.

I’m basically playing around this. If Danny’s HP hits 0, technically speaking he ded. Not full dead yet, but no more life energy in there to fuel/anchor the portal anymore, basically closing the thing completely.

AND it’s dead enough to weaken or alter Danny’s lich status to.. not.. complete undead anymore. So maybe MAYBE they can try to merge both the soul and the body back together. By using ressurection to jump start or force the soul to bound back with the body again

So that’s what Danny Sam and Tucker were planning for. More less sth like this :

why half lich? Because while no longer undead, he’s still technically a Lich sorta so.. partial lich? Also because half lich sounds cool so ye

Hopefully that explains it??

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

Im finally happy that pike and reader got together in always curious!!! Im ded. Now the question is is the other (i guess now short) series where alternative universe reader and pike always end up together. Will current reader and pike too. Homeboy sure was a little possessive over reader and sus of mirror pike. Like honey just say it

Continuation of I Caught One Last Sight and This Mirror!Verse Pike Ask

Pairing: Christopher Pike x Reader Rating: T Warnings: Some yearning?

You’d known one another too long - that’s what you tell yourself when you consider telling Chris how you feel. Maybe if you’d said something while you were still at the Academy - or while you were still test pilots, maybe then. You knew that he would never make it a point to tease or hold your feelings against you, regardless of when you told him. But there was too much history, you valued his friendship too much. And, let’s face it, you were scared. If you weren’t, you would’ve told him a long time ago.

You’d just known one another too long. --Thing is, because you’d known one another for so long, you knew when he was acting differently. And you really weren’t sure if it was the appearance of his alternate self or your having to interact with the other man so much while he was on the Enterprise. But you did know that Chris had been in… A mood. He was distracted. Not on the bridge, never on the bridge, but on his off hours - when you were at meals, or in the event that the two of you are in one another’s company. He’d taken to staring at you when he was sure you weren’t paying any attention, but you were so accustomed to the feeling of Chris’ gaze that you noted it each and every time. Now and again you’d catch him at it, glance up when he wasn’t expecting you to. He’d blink out of whatever reverie he was in the middle of, eyes widening a little bit before he’d flash you a small smile and return to whatever he was doing - eating or reading or editing a report. And then it would be your turn to look. You’d watch him unabashedly for a few moments, take in the sharp lines of his profile, or the smile lines or the dimples or the furrow in his brow. And then you’d refocus yourself, because you couldn’t just spend your life staring at someone. Thing was, he’d noticed some shifts in you, too. You just didn’t know it. -- Shore leave on Lacarvis could not have come soon enough. Whatever was up with Chris would probably get better with some rest. Overwork, it was probably overwork. -- “Okay, what are you doing.” “I’m not doing anything, what are you doing?” Chris retorted, reaching for his drink. You rolled your eyes. It was your third night of leave, and you’d talked Chris into going out to get a drink with you. The thing was, the distraction and the looks hadn’t stopped, not even as the two of you have settled side by side at a bar. You were angled toward one another, knees knocking as you spoke. “Okay, you know what, I’m just gonna ask: Are you alright? Because you’ve seemed pretty distracted lately.” If he was almost anyone else, you would’ve believed the, “I’m fine.” He wasn’t anyone else, though, and you’d known him for far too long. “Chris.” “What about you, huh?” You frowned. “What about--” “You haven’t been the same since Nov O-62, and whatever was wrong only got worse after you had to… Well, after you chose to--” “Chose to?” You repeated. He was referring to your time spent with his alternate self, of course. “It was your idea,” Chris reminded you. “We didn’t have any other options.” “I’m sure we could’ve come up with something.” “You could’ve come to me with a plan at any other-- No. No, you know what? I’m not having this conversation again,” You waved him off before leaning back in your seat. Chris was quiet for a few moments. “What happened when you were beamed where you were beamed?” He asked after a few moments. You held his gaze before you averted your eyes. Chris leaned against the bar. “You said it wasn’t anything bad.” “So what?” “So I want to know what I almost lost you to.” You looked up at Chris, brow furrowed. “...What?” “Do you have any idea how long it took for us to get you back? How hard it was? Spock told me that it was a wonder we even managed it - that there was less than a trillionth of a chance that we would.” “Chris--” “You had a bad feeling about going down there during the storm, and I just shrugged it off and if I had lost you, I…” Chris shook his head, looking back down at his glass. You were quiet for a moment, stunned, watching him. “I didn’t know you were that hung up on… That,” You admitted. “Wasn’t just that,” Chris shook his head, “I saw how you were with him.” “How I was?” “It was like watching you with me through a fun house mirror where I should’ve been twirling a mustache and tying someone to train tracks.” You stifled a laugh, shaking your head. You took a moment to sort your thoughts. What you needed to say was tricky, risky. “That was not… Look, you called it a choice, but he was… He wasn’t you… And neither was the one I saw when I was beamed to the wrong place.” Before Chris could open his mouth to ask, you raised a hand. “I only saw him or-- you -- for like a second. Okay, a minute-- And a half-ish. I don’t know, I didn’t actually time it--” “Why didn’t you tell me before?” “I didn’t want to talk about it--” “Why not?” “Because--” “You said it wasn’t bad--” “There was one of me, too, and we were married, we had a kid, and I was freaked out!” You snapped, “Now do you want another drink?” Chris didn’t say anything for a long moment, blinking at you before he said, “I’m going to need you to run that by me again.” “Do you want another drink?” “Not that part.” “Was there another part?” Chris leaned back in his seat, eyes searching your face. You suddenly felt very, very exposed. God, why did you tell him? “... A kid, huh?” “Mhm.” “Just the one?” “As far as I could tell, yes.” “Boy or girl?” “Girl.” “Name?” “Willa Jane.” Chris’ brows rose. “Sounds like your idea.” “Uh-- It’s your mother’s name,” You reminded him. “Yes, but you’re the sentimental one.” “Well, Willa is a nice name.” “Yes, it is.” The two of you were quiet for a while. “... He told me, you know,” Chris said after a moment, “Why he wanted you to go back with him.” You hadn’t known that. Here you thought you were keeping two secrets. “So?” You asked. “So… So that’s two universes. Two.” “Yeah.” “We should make it three.” It was your turn to blink at Chris, trying to process what he’d said. You must’ve heard him wrong. You’d heard him wrong, or he was fucking with you-- No, Chris wouldn’t do that, right? “... I’m gonna need you to run that by me again.” “I said,” Chris leaned in, resting a hand on the back of your chair, “We should make it three.” He wasn’t teasing. He wasn’t trying to fight back a laugh, like you’d seen him do - in fact, you were certain you’d never heard him sound so serious. “...Just ‘cause they named their kid Willa doesn’t mean we would.” “I know,” Chris nodded, leaning in. “And-- And they were living on a ranch and I know how you feel about horses--” “Hey--” “But, you know, I’m sure there are things that the version of you from the Stabby-Earth version of our universe--” “Terran--” “Okay, don’t get technical on me--” Chris cupped your chin, stilling your head and drawing you in for a sweet kiss. You leaned into it, sliding your hand into Chris’ hair and sighing softly. You met his eye, unable to stop a smile as you leaned away. “...This doesn’t mean I’m gonna let up on you being ridiculous on away missions,” You warned. Chris grinned. “If you did, I’d be concerned.” “Solar storms are still out of the question.” “Understood. Is the ranch negotiable?” He was teasing, but you still pretended to take the time to consider it before saying, “... I’ll consider it.” Tag list: @fantasticcopeaglepasta

[golbrocklovely]

i'm just gonna do an overall reaction to amber's new video with colby, bc i have so many thoughts lol

a lot of these are gonna be random and possibly all over the place, but i just want to say them so, ignore them if they don't make full sense.

colby talking about getting cancelled on twitter... too real.

idk why but his hair looked red-ish brown to me the whole video. it was really nice and all i want now if for him to dye his hair red again.

i love the fact that colby knows he's causing drama by doing these videos with amber. something about him knowing he's both pisses ppl off and getting them to talk about him is fucking hilarious to me. him saying 'you know we're gonna make a bunch of 13 year olds shit bricks' is one of the funniest things he said in the video. like at one point amber was saying 'sorry for the tiktok porn' and colby literally responded with 'you know they love it' and smirking?????

for a man that don't like drama, he definitely loves stirring the pot. and honestly... it's kinda hot.

also i just quickly realized that colby still has the banner up in his room from knj's video that says 'you are amazing' on it. that's really cute :)

so for the first tiktok, i love that amber weirdly has to teach colby to be domineering and sexy. like... this is the same man that apparently loves to be dominant in bed.

and i just realized that he never replaced the one earring that he took out on accident when he was taking off his shirt. he does know he could go to fucking claires and get matching black studs right??? this man spends MONEY on clothes, but can't buy matching earrings lmao

COLBY STOP STRAIGHTENING YOUR HAIR IT'S NOT 2007 ANYMORE AND WE LIKE IT WHEN IT'S CURLY GODDAMNIT

amber calling colby's dad daddy... im ded

second tiktok, loved it. no complaints. it was an adorable video highkey.

third tiktok.... i'm gonna be honest: i'm fucking dead after it. in the ground currently. no longer alive.

first question i have, why are his handcuffs so fucked up? like, how often you using them that the fluff is now coming off?? 👀👀👀 also, personally, if i was amber, i wouldn't touch those things with a ten foot pole unless they are sanitized to hell and back lmao

"WAIT WHERE ARE YOUR HANCUFFS?" "oh i think they're in here." colby don't lie you know they're in that drawer sksksks

so in the first half, them just goofing off and what not, that was so funny. i never realized how much it took to film those types of tiktoks and whatnot. or at least how serious they both take them.

the outtakes: i want to see them. i want to see colby (most likely) moaning while sliding down the wall """sexily""". i need that in my life right now plz and thx

now the second half... i just want to note that if i wasn't bisexual already, i would definitely be now.

you could tell that they could feel the sexual tension right before they filmed it. and like, i could as well. i was literally clutching my pillows bc i was getting nervous and anxious. when colby put the handcuffs on her, i was fucking losing it.

and idk if colby planned to do the pull her up by her chin thing, but when he did it, i about fucking astral projected.

AMBER TURNING THE VIDEO OFF SO FAST OMG

and then when they were filming after the tiktok, colby's face was so red !!! they were both so embarrassed at how sexual it was in that moment.

this whole situation (in my mind) proved that they are nothing more than friends. bc if they had been together in a sexual way before, they wouldn't be embarrassed to do something like that with each other.

regardless that at the end of the day it's none of our business, but still.

also possibly weird question but why does colby still have his retainer if he doesn't need it or wear it anymore?? like, he could have gotten rid of it at this point, i assume.

then when colby got offended at her saying these tiktoks were taking a long time (but not that she wasn't enjoying the time with him), his face change was so funny.

and the fourth one, i can't wait to see, i'm very curious what it's gonna be. i'm assuming something along the vain of the others, so probably sexual and fanbase craziness ensuing lol

random quotes:

'i'm coming🥺'

'mY eYeS dOn'T lIkE vItAmIn D vErY mUcH'

'i love vitamin d' 'of course you like the d'

'you know this about to be boob galore, right'

'are you ready? let me sit on your head.' 'ALRIGHT.'

'no harnesses, huh.' 'maybe not that. maybe we save that for another channel'

'should we do a belt?' 'yeah ;) WAIT WHERE ARE THE HANDCUFFS?!'

'you look like a teacher *clears throat* that's about to teach their students a lesson if you know what i'm saying' 'you wanna learn something?' 'yeah'

'if you wanna start it, i'll come out of the closet. *points at camera* dOn'T tAkE tHaT tHe WrOnG wAy'

'you gonna get my goddamn retainer in that shot? jesus chRIST'

'would you do this with another one of your fuCKING boyfriends on youtube?' 'never.' 'okay fine.'

'okay, how's that for bts?' 'bt-? oh ThAT's My FaVoRiTe BaNd'

[fandom-necromancer]

Five Nights at Jericho’s

And here the second Halloween short! This has been prompted by the amazing @sparklingrainbowdragon! I only know the game from one Let’s Play, I hope it’s enough XD Enjoy!

Fandom: Detroit become human | AU: Five nights at Freddy’s

A lot had been going wrong during the revolution. Hell, a far lot more had been going wrong before the revolution, too. But it was only after it that the true extend of just how much had been going wrong had been unveiled. After androids had been granted their rights, the first instinct for them was to seek refuge in numbers and safe who they knew was in danger. How many androids of New Jericho had become vocal about abusers, about literal prisons for their kind and the extend of brutality they faced had even managed to touch Gavin. Far too long he had seen how that kind of treatment ended. He had seen the crime-scenes, he had found the dead bodies and he had interviewed the survivors. They had been human, yes, but now that the DPD helped New Jericho in finding lost friends and saving who could still be saved, he was told the same things over and over again:

‘They… They helped me out of there. I- I wanted- I couldn’t- I left them behind to get help.’ ‘I don’t know if he was still functioning. But I was dumped somewhere and there were a lot of partially assembled androids. Please, if they can be repaired, we need to help them!’ ‘She… We fled together. I love her. But we had to split up and couldn’t find each other again. I last saw her by the docks. But… Please, you have to find her!’ ‘My android. I tried to hide him. But my neighbours found out and took him away from me. I don’t know where they brought him.’

It changed something in Gavin. Androids weren’t in any way different to humans. They faced the same problems; they had the same fears. And that realisation made him seriously regret how he had acted in the past. A part of him still told him he wasn’t like these faceless persons he heard of. He had never abused someone. Had never hurt someone. His attitude wasn’t the best, but he had never done anything like it. But he had thought about it. And to the very least he had pointed his gun at Connor. No, he hadn’t abused someone, but he hadn’t exactly made their life any easier.

He needed something to ease his mind, something to repay what he owed them. That was why he ended up volunteering at New Jericho. He was human, so there wasn’t much he could do when most of their residents were afraid of his kind. But eventually he was given the task of watching a warehouse. The androids inside were all deactivated and waited for repairs. Until they would be able to though someone needed to watch the warehouse. Android parts were traded at high prizes and a warehouse full of apparently dead androids was a gold mine. A few night shifts on his free days wouldn’t hurt, he thought. Not like he would have much going on anyways.

-

Gavin sat on his chair feet crossed on the table. His coffee cup was steaming next to him, the aroma filling the small room. He was constantly switching in between texting with Tina and watching the feed of the surveillance cams in front of him. He had made it a habit of his to patrol around the warehouse every other hour not to fall asleep and had just come back from one. Not a person in sight and no disturbance at all. He glanced at the android bodies again. They were leaned against the walls, neatly standing there and waiting for the day they would be woken up again. The longer Gavin stared at the screens, the creepier the whole situation became. At least they had their eyes closed. It made it easier pretending they were just mannequins instead of living beings just… waiting for their time to come.

Gavin sighed and reached for his coffee.

>Alright Gavin gotta go! >Hope you have a cosy n8 with the zombots!

Gavin chuckled and send her a few barfing smileys followed by a “Good night”. Now to the boring part of sitting alone in some office for the rest of the night.

When he looked back up again from a game on his phone, he had to do a double take. Then his heart skipped a beat. Were this… Were this android’s eyes open? ‘Oh hell no…’ Gavin had seen enough horror movies not to dare look away from the screen. But at some point, he did have to blink. And there: The previously open eyes were shut again. ‘Phck.’ Gavin quickly pulled up Tina’s texts again, frantically typing in the hopes she had just told him she would be off to bed to scroll through shit posts in peace before sleep. The sentence wasn’t completely typed in as Gavin glanced up and would have nearly fallen off his chair.

The android had moved.

Broken arm at his side, the android had turned and looked into the camera out of one icy blue working eye. Oh no, oh no, oh no…

>Tian, if im ded tomoewrr call the polife! >address is

He looked up again and saw the android that had stared him down had vanished from the feed. Shit. Gavin put the phone away and flipped through the different cams. Not a trace of the android. But when he had circled back again, another android had moved. One that couldn’t walk and crawled across the floor. Gavin hadn’t seen it moving, but it was staring at him. And slowly the shattered hull plates distorted into a crooked grin. Oh, phck this, seriously! The one time Gavin had agreed to do something nice and promptly the universe punished him for it!

He would have loved to just shut off the feeds and pretend all was right, but maybe this time not knowing was worse than the alternative. The next time he had to blink the android was gone again. Okay. He had to remain calm. Two androids on the loose, knowing someone was watching. He tried to keep his breathing slow and deep, but it didn’t do jack shit. He stood up from his seat and stared at the camera feeds. Another one was gone and another one, the creepy one with a broken jaw, was moving. Gavin was seconds from fleeing the building as he heard a noise. Then the lights went out with a crack. Gavin stood in total darkness, his heartbeat leaping into his throat. Someone had cut the power to the room. Not only the light had died suddenly, the cams were gone too. He knew the fuses were just outside the door. But he really didn’t want to go out there. Not when four and possibly more androids were on the run with only the knowledge from before the android revolution to go off of.

He finally worked up his courage and moved around the table, hand outstretched to feel his way to the door. He tried to unlock his phone with one hand and used the screen to light the floor a few feet in front of him. He reached for the cover of the fuse box and ripped it open to find the right lever. He pushed the fuse back in and immediately the lights flashed on. Gavin slammed the cover shut again and froze as he saw a figure at the end of the hallway. It was the one-armed with the blue eyes. Why did it have to be the most intact? Why? Gavin cursed, but his flight instinct set in as the figure began moving towards him. He ran back into the surveillance room and pulled the door shut behind him. For a moment there was only his heavy breathing and the door in front of him. He was safe. The bot wouldn’t be able to break through solid metal after all.

He turned around and stood face to face with two androids. It was the one that had previously been crawling over the floor held up by the one with the broken jaw. ‘Hello’, they said simultaneously out of broken mouths, voices distorted by static. Gavin screamed in shock. They would get him. They were in the room and Gavin wouldn’t be out fast enough to escape. So, he could only press against the metal door and hold up his hands in defence. He waited for the first blow to hit him and pressed his eyes close.

It didn’t come. Instead the door in his back gave way and he fell backwards into three strong hands, that pushed him back into a standing position. By now, Gavin was shaking all over, but the fact that he hadn’t been killed yet made him open one eye. The two androids supporting each other had backed up a bit and the two in his back had moved around to join them. The one-armed with the blue eyes stepped towards him, offering a hand. ‘Hello, I am RK900, this is Ralph’, he pointed to the one next to him. ‘And this is Ralph and Daniel.’ The three others gave him an awkward little wave.

‘W-What do you want?’, Gavin asked, not daring to take the hand the RK900 still held out for him. ‘We have been woken up. Tomorrow we will be repaired. We wanted to thank you for keeping an eye on us.’ Gavin stood there dumbfounded and managed to lean his back against the table not to collapse. ‘We are sorry if we scared you’, the one introduced as Jerry added. Gavin sighed, adrenaline now vanished from his systems causing him to feel nothing but exhaustion. He rubbed his forehead. ‘Are you alright?’, the RK900 asked. ‘The cameras don’t record sound, this was the only way to reach you.’

Gavin groaned and took out his phone to give Tina the all-clear first. ‘Yeah, I’m alright. I suppose I just watched a few horror movies too many…’

[crysta-cub]

Daylight’s Edge

Edge wakes up during the day and isn't sure why he has awoken. When he finds his family is in trouble there is no doubt in his mind that he would do something about it. A Gift piece for @itsladykit‘s Atypical stories. :3

my inspiration for this piece

AO3

Edge’s sockets slitted open slowly. His body felt like lead, the magic coursing through his mana-lines was sluggish as his mind felt foggy and muddled. It wasn’t right, not at all. He felt around the bed to find it empty. He could have sworn he fell asleep with Rus laying right behind him. The sex demon usually stayed in bed, enjoying the vampire’s cuddles closeness and the potential for post waking intimacy, but it wasn’t too unusual for the demon to seek out the company of the other members of the castle. 

Something in Edge told him that he wasn’t supposed to be awake yet. Very little could arouse the vampire from his dead sleep. There was the occasional exception of one of his lovers in distress, though they tended to be close enough to be wrapped up in his arms to settle them down. The castle was silent, not a sound to be heard. So why in the world was he awake? 

Edge blinked his heavy eye sockets, he heard it, it was faint but there was a sound coming from outside. With more effort than he cared to admit, Edge pushed himself up into a sitting position, trying to distinguish what those sounds were. It couldn't be that dragon, he had flown out on one of his ‘patrols’ just the other night and probably wouldn’t be back for another night or so. That is if Twist didn’t get distracted by something shiny, the damn wyrm. Cash and Rus have taken to avoiding each other so bickering has fallen to the nill side as of late, much to his skull’s blessing. Pup’s garden was on the other side of the castle, so it couldn’t be him or the forest spirit milling about. 

Edge pushed off the bed, wobbling on his feet, ‘like a newborn baby deer’ Twist once rattled off some ancient time ago. Edge remembered the dragon earning a shoe to the face for that comment. He stumbled over to the window, heavy curtains drawn to keep out any semblance of light from attempting to trickle in. He just wanted to know what the noise beyond the curtain was and why it had woken him from his slumber. 

Peaking between the curtains, the vampire was reminded how bright the sun could be, flinching before adjusting to the sting and looking outside. His sockets widen at the sight that laid out before him. Out across the field, where the road met the forest stood a group of men. One was dragging Rus, bound and unconscious, red splashed over his cranium, towards a wagon. Within the wagon thrashed the Siren, muzzle over his already silenced face, bound so tight, Edge could already make out some bruises. 

Then there was Pup on his knees, half formed and gripping at either ropes or chains that connected at his neck, held by two of the men on opposite sides of him. The Werewolf was growling at a burly looking man with a hunter insignia on his chest, walked around the wagon and lifted a heavy sap and struck Cash across the skull, causing the siren’s movements to cease. Edge really tasted marrow as the same human walked up to Pup, belted out a laugh before kicking the wolf in the chest, knocking him down with a yelp. 

Edge turned swiftly, throwing on a discarded pair of trousers before going for his cloak, only to find the article missing. Thinking fast, the vampire yanked a sheet from the bed and tied it over his shoulders creating a semblance of a hood. It may have been thin, but would make due as some form of protection against the accursed sun. With a harsh yank, Edge pulled the decorative sword that graced the wall over his dresser, dull but was better than nothing. Without a second thought Edge leaped out of the window, landing hard on the ground before dashing towards those that dared to harm his family. 

The men surrounding the wagon, laughed and jeered at the monsters they had captured. The Hunter sneered down at Pup as the one dragging Rus approached. 

“Oy, got teh demon Boss, put up a bit o’ a fight, but those rags yah gave me, really did tah trick in knocking ‘im out aftah the scuffle.” The man hefted Rus up in his arms before tossing the demon into the wagon, onto the siren like a sack of potatoes. “Should git a fair price from teh king on these lots.”

“So long as we bring ‘em in alive,” The burly man boomed. “The King likes ta witness their destruction himself. Such pitiful creatures. Their protector gone and guardian warded off. Nothing but simple prey at that. Thought we’d have more of a struggle from this one but seems this pathetic beast couldn’t even fully shift before we brought him down.”

“We still haveta fin’ teh vampire, sir, wasn’t in the rooms of tah other side, had one more wing to search en.” The brute dusted his hands. “Should be ‘sleepin’ like tah ded at that. Easiest of em all ta git.”

Pup let out a whine as he struggled against his bonds, feeling his energy being strangely zapped. There was a dark chuckle from above as he glanced up to see the burly man raising the sap high above his head, “Say night night wolfie.”

A sudden commotion in the group distracted the large man from striking down the werewolf. The man turned to see one of his men gripping at a sword speared through his midsection before falling to the ground. Left standing was the heavily panting Vampire, the sheet turned cloak left askew over his head. 

Edge glared down the larger man, before dodging out of the way of another of the attackers, hefting up the sword to knock him in the gut. 

“Oh ho ho,” The large male laughed, “The Vamp be awake. He’s a feisty one at that.” 

“Let them go, hunter.” Edge growled at him, eye-lights blazing crimson. Edge stalked forward, nearly stumbling over himself as his strength faltered. 

The man belted out a laugh. “Look at you, vampire, can barely stand. What makes you think I’m afraid of you. You barely have any strength to hold that sword.”

“I don’t have to be at full strength to take on the likes of you.” Edge charged at the man, heaving the sword to strike. The man withdrew his own sword to block and push back Edge with a terrible smirk across his face. Edge stumbled backwards, stepping on the sheet a few times before he caught his balance. Another member of the hunter’s party charged at Edge, daggers drawn. Edge dodge back, feeling the sheet loosen over his shoulders as he tripped up the attacker and hit him in the back of the head with the hilt of the sword, causing the human to fall to the ground, face straight in a puddle of mud. 

Edge swayed on his feet, magic beading as sweat on his brows. He could hear Pup whining towards him as he fought his restraints. Edge ignored him, keeping his eye-lights trained on the hunter, even as his vision doubled. The drain from the sun was hitting him hard, he nearly missed the shorter man circling behind him and jumped on his back. 

Edge cried out, dropping the sword and using his sharp claws to dig in and score the attacker’s arms. The man howled in his ear canal before Edge threw him off of his back. The sheet came completely undone, exposing Edge fully to the sun’s unforgiving rays. Edge didn’t have time for his legs to falter as a large object connected with his ribs, hearing a crack as he was sent flying towards the wagon. 

Edge groaned as he felt pain fire up in his chest, turning over to look at the hunter, tree branch in hand. 

“You should stay down Vampire. Why fight a losing battle, eh?” The hunter mocked before grabbing Edge by the ribcage and hoisting him up into the air. “You don’t stand a chance against me.”

Edge reached out and sank his claws into the man’s arm, causing him to hiss in pain. The Hunter lifted the vampire higher into the air before throwing him down at the wagon. Edge cried out as he heard a few more cracks he was sure was not from the wooden frame. As he slid down the wagon’s side, Edge caught onto one of the warding, ripping it in half. Edge breathed raggedly as he glared up at the human defiantly. 

“I didn’t have to fight you to beat you, just enough to buy him time.” At that moment a large shadow flew across the field followed by a ferocious roar. The Hunter looked up as he took a step back. “Also,” Edge coughed out, holding the ruined warding sheet in his hand, “what happens when you lose one of these?” Edge fell back, sight fading before he could see the look on the hunter’s face. The last thing Edge heard before falling into the grasp of unconsciousness was the sound of childlike laughter and the screams of men. 

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Twist landed next to Pup, partially formed, ripping the bonds that held and drained him. Pup was up in an instant rushing over towards Edge. “Get him inside, Now. I’ll get the other two once I’m done here.” 

Pup nodded frantically before scooping Edge up in his arms and rushing back to the castle. Edge was light in his arms, too light. All Pup could hope for was that they weren’t going to be too late.   

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He could feel his chest rise and fall with a faint ache in his ribs as he began to stir into consciousness. A large tale-tell warmth wrapped around him on his right while another presence, projecting healing/comfort/support/care/safety/security/love curled up to his left. His first blink was barely a twitch, while the second one offered shadows and haze, the following grating more clarity.

Without warning, his face was grasped by bony hands and he was met with a searing kiss. Edge inhaled deeply as he attempted to follow and return it only to pull back and hiss in pain as his ribs flared up.

“sorry, sorry. you’re still healing.” Rus began to apologize, pushing Edge back down into the large nest of blankets and pillows. “you had us so worried, precious. you’ve been out for a few nights.”

Edge reached out to Rus with a shaky hand to cup his cheekbone, stroking his jaw before Rus’ own hand joined his and held him there. “Didn’t mean to worry you.” Edge grimaced at the sound of his hoarse voice.

Twist rumbled beside him, shifting into a better position. He was still partially shifted into his dragon form, watching the exits intensely and poise, ready to strike any that dared to invade. “We tried ta get some magic in ya, Love, got ‘nough ta make sure ya don’ dust on us.” Twist swallowed before glancing down at the injured vampire before adding sternly. “We’ll need ta hav’ ya feed ta take care o’ ta rest, precious.”

Edge stiffened at the thought, breath held as his gaze began to slip from their locked position on Rus.

Twist expression softened. “Not right now tho. Later, when yer feelin’ more comfortable, yea?” 

Edge let out a breath at the compromise and nodded. He glanced around the room before asking with a croak. “Where are Pup and Cash?” 

Rus looked torn between affection and annoyance. “though none of us really wanted to leave your side, some needs still needed to be met. they volunteered to make dinner.” Rus was quick to hold Edge down as the vampire attempted to rise. “whoa, there. they’re being very careful. nothing too difficult. seemed ya managed to teach fish brains a thing or two about cooking, though he and twisted have enjoyed a few raw meals.” Rus lowered Edge's hand and bent to kiss his forehead. “nothing to worry your pretty little head over. you’re going to be taking it easy for a few more days, ok precious.”

Edge grunted at the thought before slumping into the blankets once again. His ribs were already protesting all of the movements he’s been making. His attention was soon turned towards the door as Pup and Cash made their appearance. Both carried a tray heaping with food, and appeared surprised, as well as relieved, to see Edge awake. Pup brought in his tray and placed it at the foot of the bed before going back for Cash’s, allowing the siren to take his plate. All the while Cash and Rus were locked in a heated glare off. Cash positioned himself at the door frame to guard the entrance as well as spike some glares back at Rus. 

Rus settled in close, taking a helping of food. He poured a pitcher of water before helping to ease Edge up to drink. “I know it’s not magic, but this should help some.” Rus purposely ignored Cash as he helped serve Edge with a few bites of food. 

After the first few bites, Edge turned towards Pup and Cash. “This is good, thank you.”

Pup smiled sheepishly before nodding his acceptance, while Cash shrugged it off to look out into the empty hallway. 

Once the food was devoured and dishes cleared, everyone seemed to settle in around Edge. Twist never really moved from his spot, though the purr he was emitting did seem to amp up. Rus snuggled in close, being mindful of Edge’s ribs while Pup curled into a spot between Edge and Twist, head tucked right under his arm. 

The only one who still didn’t join in the bed was Cash, stubbornly staying at the doorway, glancing back at the group periodically. Edge could feel his sockets grow heave, sensing that the sun was about to rise. Catching Cash’s eye, Edge attempted to wave the siren to join them while ignoring the roll of the Sex demon’s eye-lights. Cash seemed to startle before turning to look back out the door.

With the heaviest of agitated sighs, Rus teleported over to Cash before grabbing him and teleporting him back onto the bed, nearly shoving the siren into Pup’s arms. Cash silently hissed at Rus, allowing the werewolf to pull him into the nest. Rus flipped him off in response and curled back in next to Edge. “go to sleep, fish breath.” Rus growled, nuzzling into the crook of Edge’s neck. 

Pup began to stroke Cash’s coronal suture to calm him down, smiling peacefully between the skeleton in his arms and the ones by his side. The last thing Edge saw, as he drifted to sleep, was Twist’s frame, still on guard as his wing carefully folded protectively over the nest. Edge didn’t need their projections to know that he was safe, secure, loved and at peace. 

[myfriendthedictionary]

@ the user who @d me because in the 30 seconds it took me to reach the ask button I forgot the user-

:000 fellow cellist!!! and like, the thing is, after he realized the end pin wasn’t in his cello anymore, it was gone

vanished into thin air- we searched the entire classroom, and if 80 orchestra players in a relatively not-that-big bungalow couldn’t fine it then-

how do you lose a very very long shiny end pin?!?!?!?!?!?!???!?!?

speaking of cellos there was a ✨cello murder investigation✨ too for a different cello

2 different murder investigations actually

does anyone want the specifics- it was. A handful and... thinking about it... would make an amazing AU... ksjdjfkfjfjsjd

list of out of context orchestra things cause why not:

“CLARINETS YOU NEED TO TELL US WHAT HAPPENED” + yellow tape e v e r y w h e r e and a ded cello

“aaaAAaA” + plexiglass splinters *sniffs* my poor friend

ded cello pt. 2 electric boogaloo

“my end pin is missing-“ “I’m sorry woT” + how in the world do you play a cello baroque style using your knees?!?!? pain

-🍵

agskdhsk cello murder investigation does sound really funny !! did they ever end up finding the endpin?? or is it still out there waiting,,, hidden.,,

(no one ask me how many of these words i had to look up lol im trying to pretend i know things ahsksh)

[bcdrawsandwrites]

Here’s my next entry for @badthingshappenbingo! Just one prompt left after this!

I AM NO LONGER ACCEPTING PROMPTS! The single-bone marks on the card indicate which prompts I have received and am going to write, and I finally have prompts that will earn me a bingo once they’ve been posted (but they’re not posted yet)!

This fic has also been posted to FFN and AO3, so you can check it out on my Assortment of Broken Bones collection on there if you like!

This prompt was suggested by @actingwithportals! I went with a slightly different interpretation, since I don’t really want to hurt Miguel. XD; Hope you enjoy!

Prompt: Outnumbered in a Fight Characters: Miguel, Abel, Abuelita (post-movie, pre-epilogue)

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"Abel?"

Miguel's cousin looked up from his textbook—he was studying for a big test, and Miguel hated to bother him, but he was pretty sure this was going to drive him crazy if he didn't ask for help. "Um... could you... help me with a computer thing?"

Abel made a face, tossing his textbook across the table. "Sure. Can't be worse than studying for history, I guess."

Grinning, Miguel hurried off to the living room where an old computer sat in the corner, a pair of more modern headphones hooked up to it. The latter was a very recent addition, purchased shortly after the music ban was lifted. Before then, their computer had no sound at all—the speakers had immediately been tossed as soon as they'd acquired it. Now that it was equipped with headphones, many of the Riveras had been taking advantage of it... which was the problem.

"Look at this," Miguel said, waving a hand at the monitor as he scrolled through Youtube.

Abel squinted at the monitor. "Okay... What am I looking at?"

"Look, it's all history videos... I think those are from Papá, and... and a few music things I like, but there's also..." Miguel made a face. "Makeup tutorials." He scrolled past several recommendations with particularly atrocious thumbnails—clearly things recommended to their Tía Gloria.

"Huh. So...?"

"Could you... show me how to sign up? So it can recommend me the things I want? I think I'm gonna go crazy if I have to see another makeup tutorial."

"That's all?" Laughing, Abel gently shoved Miguel away from the computer and took a seat. "Sure, if that's what you want. But uh..." He glanced around the family room—no one else was there at the moment. "Don't let anyone know I did this for you, all right? You're kinda slightly too young to sign up."

"Pff, just by a month," Miguel argued.

With that settled, he watched as Abel guided him through making an email address (Miguel chose the name "GuitarraYZapatos05"), and, through there, set him up with an account. "And... there," Abel said, slipping off the stool. "You're all done. Just log off whenever you're done."

"¡Gracias!" Miguel slid back onto the stool, and Abel left him to browse the site.

Eagerly he put the headphones on and typed a song into the search bar—he'd known how to navigate the website for some time now, even before the ban had lifted, thanks to his friends showing him videos on occasion when he visited their houses. It was a lot nicer to be able to do it whenever he wanted—looking up songs he'd heard in the plaza and watching videos of people playing them. It was a great way to learn to play the songs, since he'd taught himself to do it by sight. Not to mention, he was discovering a lot of new songs this way (though he sheepishly had to skip over songs every so often—ones he was pretty sure if Abuelita ever heard the lyrics to, she would re-ban music... or at least computers, anyway).

For a good hour or so Miguel listened to different songs, at first paying attention to the videos, and then simply losing himself to the music, shutting his eyes and letting the next videos autoplay. This worked out fine for a while, but then...

"What color is the sky, ay mi amor, ay mi amor!"

Miguel jumped back, nearly tipping backwards off his stool, headphones going askew as his heart hammered in his chest. Even then, he could still hear the familiar voice, and the face on the screen was...

It was a friendly looking face, singing on a stage in front of many adoring fans. Occasionally the man would stoop down to sing a particular line to a girl in the audience, who would swoon over him as he winked. But the last time Miguel saw that face, saw that person, he hadn't looked nearly so friendly.

You're not going anywhere!

He could still feel himself held up by the front of his shirt, yanked closer as the eyes of the man—the one who had once been his hero—glared poison into him.

I am the one who is willing to do what it takes to seize my moment... whatever it takes.

"The loco that you make me, it is just un poco crazy!"

The fact that both the terrifying skeleton in his memory and the friendly-looking man in the video were the same person made Miguel feel sick, panicked, and very, very angry. Frantically he clicked several times on the screen to get the video to pause, and scrolled away so he didn't have to look at the man's face anymore. He wrapped his arms around his stomach, shuddering, wishing he could make the memory go away. If anyone deserved to be forgotten, it was Ernesto de la Cruz.

Once the panicked pounding of his heart finally calmed, he looked back at the screen. At first he'd thought that he should sign off for now—that was certainly enough videos for the day, and he felt like playing the real versions of his Papá Héctor's songs so he could get Ernesto's voice out of his head. But then something caught his eye, something he hadn't been paying attention to until now:

OMG, I love Ernesto! he's so flirty here lol

73 people got a bell dropped on their head

this is my favorite DLC song! he has so many good ones though, what a legend

I still have this one on a record. Ernesto himself signed the sleeve! It's my prized possession.

Comments—hundreds of comments, nearly all of them praising Ernesto for his looks, for what a great person he was, for "his" songwriting talent. Miguel felt his face flush in anger as he read more and more of them, all of these people who thought that Ernesto was the songwriting genius, and not his Papá Héctor...!

A part of him recalled that it had only been a month since Dia de Muertos, and the word hadn't gotten out to everyone yet, but it didn't make him feel any less angry. Seeing all of these people praise the man who had killed his great-great-grandfather and then tried to kill him not once, but twice was unbearable.

Unable to stand all the positive comments directed at this man, Miguel quickly found where he could leave a comment of his own, and began typing (a slow process with one finger—he hadn't learned to type properly yet):

Ernesto is the worst musician!! He stole all his songs! Theyre not his! Hes not a real musician!!!

Still fuming, he hit the reply button, and sat back on his stool. One comment probably wouldn't do a whole lot against the hundreds of people fawning over Ernesto here, but he'd thought it might make him feel better to say something.

A notification popped up at the bottom of his screen—someone had... replied to his comment?

Lol, what? Chill out. I'm sorry you don't like the greatest musician of all time.

What? No, that wasn't...! Frustrated, Miguel typed up another reply: Hes not!!! Hes a fraud!!! Hes not a real musician at all!

To his surprise, even more comments came in, this time from several people within moments of each other:

sure, Ernesto is a fraud, just like Elvis, right?

you!!! need to use more!!!! exclamation points!!!!!!

lmfao did you create this account just to troll a DLC video uploaded 7 years ago?

Great, now everyone was making fun of him... but it wasn't funny—Ernesto really did steal all of his songs, and... He shook his head—this wasn't fair. He typed up another reply to the thread (making sure to use fewer exclamation points, if they were going to make fun of him for it): Im telling the truth! He stole all his music from my greatgreat grandpa. He wrote all the songs Ernesto sang including this one.

OMG. OMGGGGG.

no actually dcl is my great great uncle and he told me hmself he wrote all these songs and that if I ever met youtube user ""guitarrayzapatos05" i should tell him that he screwed ur mom

Guys I think this is a kid......

Geez I always hear people say they're related to DLC (wouldn't be surprised, the man supposedly slept around like a rabbit) but this is the first I've heard someone say he stole from their relative. We've got a new nutjob conspiracy theory, fellas.

Adsfjsdflasjfsda;lfjlsajslfdjlds;adj

Miguel wasn't entirely sure what some of this stuff meant, but he did know all these people were mocking him, and with every new reply he felt the anger build in his chest, though his cheeks also felt hot with embarrassment—why was everyone ganging up on him like this? Your all making fun of me! But Im telling the truth!! Ernesto is a bad person and a bad musician! He really did steal from my greatgerat Grandpa!!

He stole from my greatgerat Grandpa too.

Lol how long do you plan to keep this up kid?

Listen, if DLC really did steal his music, we would have heard about it by now. He died almost a century ago. You don't think people haven't looked into this?

he ded 75 years ago moron

omg do u ever shut up

At least one person was being civil with him, but even then they were wrong. Still, Miguel had no idea what to say—his family was still fighting to get this case to the news, but with Mamá Coco having recently passed and his baby sister nearly here, they hadn't had a lot of time to work on it. But maybe he could bring something else up. He typed as fast as he could, tears stinging at the corners of his eyes:

I know he stole it! I found out when I went to the Land of the Dea—

The screen went dark.

Miguel sat there for a moment, stunned, before he heard a slobbery chomping noise coming from beneath the desk. Looking down, he spotted a familiar tail poking out near his stool. "Dante!" he cried, hopping down to yank the dog away.

As he suspected, the power cord was in the dog's mouth, and he was chewing on it lazily.

He was normally used to Dante getting in the way of things, but he felt angrier than normal at the dog. "No! No! Bad dog!" he cried, and swatted Dante on the nose.

The dog whined, immediately dropping the cord and squirming away from Miguel's grasp.

"S-stupid dog, wha'd you do that for? I was just trying to tell them about—!"

"What's going on in here?"

Both Miguel and Dante turned around to see Abuelita hurrying into the room. "I-it's nothing, Abuelita," Miguel said, and frantically wiped at his face.

Abuelita crossed her arms, looking from Miguel, to Dante, to the computer. "Nothing, huh! Is that computer box giving you trouble?"

"I—no, it's... it's not that..." He winced as Dante licked at his face and pushed him away.

"Don't give me that. It must be something, if it's got you so upset."

Abel's voice came from the hallway: "Ummm... did something happen?" Stepping into the room, he blinked at the monitor. "Huh, why's it—WOAH!" Quickly he got down on his hands and knees, grabbing the partially-chewed power cord and plugging it back in. Hitting the "on" button on the machine, he heaved a sigh of relief when the computer began to boot up again. "Geez, I thought you'd broken it."

"Oh, is that all?" Abuelita chuckled. "See, it's fine, mijo."

Dante looked up at the computer and barked at it, and Miguel frowned, using the stool to push himself back up to his feet. He rubbed the heel of his hand into his eyes. "Yeah, I... guess."

"Wait... what did you do on there?" Abel asked, suddenly worried. He quickly glanced from Abuelita and back to Miguel, biting his lip.

Sighing, Miguel, wrapped his arms around himself. "I just... saw some dumb people talking... about de la Cruz," he mumbled.

"Ugh, that man?" Abuelita said, shaking her head. Miguel wondered if she realized she said it in the exact same way she used to refer to Papá Héctor.

"People talking about... oooh, you read the comments, didn't you?" Abel asked, and laughed. "Never read the comments, Miguel!"

Feeling his chest constrict, Miguel balled his hands into fists and held them at his side, glaring at his primo. "It's not that! They were—they were talking about how great de la Cruz was, and—and when I told them he wasn't great, he was a thief, they... they just made fun of me!"

"¡¿Qué?!" Abuelita shouted, then shot an accusatory glare at the monitor. "I will not have people mocking my grandson! Where are they?"

"No, no, Abuelita, it's not like that." For a moment it looked like Abel would laugh again, but he saw how serious Miguel was about this, and frowned. "Well... they don't know yet, Miguel."

"But I tried to tell them!" Miguel swung out his hands, and Dante whimpered, butting his head against Miguel's leg. "I—I tried to tell them that they were wrong, but they just... kept making fun of me. And there were so many of them! I just..." Finally he brought his arms down, grasping his right wrist in his left hand and staring down at the floor. "I just felt like I was all alone."

Feeling his Abuelita's arm wrap around his shoulders, Miguel looked up to see her looking at him seriously. "You're not alone, mijo," she said. "Every single one of us here in this family are standing right behind you. We know the truth about Papá Héctor and that man now, and we won't stop fighting until the whole world knows."

"Y... you mean it?" he asked, hope creeping into his heart again.

"Absolutely. He is family, and we won't give up on him."

A huge smile spread across his face as he wrapped both arms around his abuelita, hugging her. "Gracias, Abuelita."

Laughing, Abuelita returned his hug with a bone-crushing one of her own, squeezing around his back until he was left gasping for air. "Now go have fun, mijo, and don't worry about what the people on that computer box say. They'll understand soon enough!" With that, she happily walked back toward the kitchen to start on dinner, leaving Miguel and his cousin alone.

Abel shifted on his feet, glancing from the computer to Miguel before giving an awkward laugh. "I, uh... know we went through the trouble of setting up a Youtube account for you, but uh... maybe you should stick to Spotify."

[bluescarletdiamond]

History3: Make Our Days Count Ep. 6 Review!

OKAY I LOWKEY ALREADY STARTED IT AND FORGOT I WAS GOING TO COMMENT SO THE FIRST BULLET POINT IS ME COMMENTING ON WHAT I REMEMBER I JUST LOVE THIS SHOW SO MUCH I COULDN’T WAIT

They are so cute and shy around each other and dear lord Haoting needs to chill on the forwardness lmao It makes admirable but xigu needs to figure his shit out before he actually tells him anything

Also I hate the other couple no cap

like first of all this man is dating a HIGH SCHOOLer smh let me call the cops real quick

Their shit moves way too fast and I don’t like the older guys character except in the very beginning of the show then he got annoying and too much - He attractive as hell thoughhhhhh

also Haoting’s bff (forgot his Name SORRY) is too much in my opinion and wayyyyy too dramatic but I can tolerate it and plus its funny sometimes

XIGU TALKING TO HIS PARENTS AND SMILING ABOUT WHATS GOING ON HAS GOT ME CRYING

OH SHIT I BET ITS BECAUSE OF WORKING AT A BAR

FUCKING HAOTING GOT ME DED I RELATE SO MUCH 

I do love Haoting and his BFF’s friendship so much though ugh uwuwuwu

HE LOVED HIM SO MUCH OSHDFILSHDFLIJSHDFILSH 

They are BIGGGG GOOFY LMAO

Shit I knew it fuckkkkk

Bruh I’m crying xigu is does not deserve that

BRUH HAOTING IS REALLY COMING THROUGH

he really took the fall for that ugh my heart

IM CONFUSED AS TO WHTHER I SHOULD BE PROUD OF HAOTING OR NOT???

Also the boy squad needs to chill with that interrogating

Damn he’s really taking that shit farrrrrr lmao woah

I JUST REALIZED: Xigu must’ve been looking sad and like shit because he felt bad that Haoting took the fall for him!!!!!

DHSLFI JHDFPO IM JUST CONFUSED AND HOPE XIGU DOESN”T THINK THAT EVERYTHING THAT HAOTING DID WAS FAKE AND A PRANK

ANOTHER REALIZATION:HIS EX GF MUSTVE DONE THAT SHIT

omg haoting or his friend need to let the rest of the boy squad know that haoting likes xigu or shit is gonna go down REAL badly

I’m glad HT bff told XG that HT didn’t actually do it

WAIT YALL WHERE”S THE OTHER TWIN - THE “NICE” TWIN  

BRUH I CAN”T BELIEVE HT’s EX GF’sGUY FRIEND DID THAT SHIT WTF

oh shit she’s actually being pretty mature about it

OH SHIT HE HAD A CRUSH ON HER HSDOFHSDOFJS

im shook

The dad trying to get his daughter to ask him what’s wrong had me dead

I LOVE THE SISTER OMFG

“as long as he’s doing well, I’m happy” BOI AWW

“Isn’t that what you do when you like someone…I like xigu” IM SHOOK HE TOLD HER woaahhhh

I’m glad she’s accepting though and being mature ! Kudos 

XIGUUUU IS AT HIS HOUSE

THE SISTER EVESDROPPING OMFG

“you’re not the type of person” MY CORAZON

HATOING IS THE SMOOTHINEST MF

I LOVE HOW CLOSE XIGU LET”S HIM BE BEFORE PUSHING HIM OFF

I love xigu’s smile soooooo much ugh uwuwuw

and their height difference is MY FAV

I LOVE HEARING XIGU”S THOUGHTS ON HAOTING

xigu openning up to haoting has me real emotional :’(((

HE WAS INSPIRED BY HAOTING IM CRYING

XIGU CRYING UGHHHHHH I LOVE HIM AND WANT TO PROTECT HIM UNTIL THE DAY I DIEEEEE

this moment is so raw and beautiful I-

“Starting today… you have me….I will give you my everything” BITHCISOHDFOUSDHFOSD IM SDOFIHSDOIF

THE BACKHUG OMFG I LOVEEEEEEEEE

….. the other couple is back…..

“he’s only in his teens, how can he know what a real man is” BITCH YOUR BOYFRIEND IS ONLY IN HE TEENS YOU DISGUSTING PRICK

y’all I'm sorry I just don’t like his character…

My boy xigu is so skinny and small someone pls get home a triple Mac 

HE’S SO HAPPY TO SEE HAOTING IM CRYING

“I Miss you” BITCH YOU SAW HIM LIKE YESTERDAY

THEY ARE SO CUTE AND ADORABLE 

“Whitey” BITCH WHAT CRACK IS HE ON

HE GOT HIM CHOCOLATE IM CRYING

His family is so shook lmaooooo

He got changed really quick

AHHH HE GRABBED HIS ARM 

HAOTING IS SO CUTE

AWWWWWW ALL OF THEM ARE SO CUTE AND HAVE BEAUTIFUL SMILES

Kinda sad at this mom’s comment but WE WILL GET THERE

The mom is so sweet 

“your job is done here” LMAOOOO

I love his mom!!!!

MY HEARTTTTTTTT

ugh and we’re back to the other couple :(

HAOTING WAITING FOR XIGU IS MY NEW FAVORITE THING

HAOTING BRINGING HIM FOOD IS MY NEW FAV THING

ACTUALLY WAIT NO XIGU BEING HAPPY WITH HAOTING IS MY FAVORITE

WTF ARE THEY DOING LMAO

HE KISSED HIM AND XIGU DIDN”T PUSH HIM AWAY MY HEART

annnnnddddd we’re back 

oh shit I already know this other couple is going to get it on in the shower and I’m NOT trying to watch this man catch a case

I wish they put the preview at the end but now I have to wait for tomorrow ::(((( UGH I LOVED IT YALL

this is my favorite show and I CANNOT wait until next week ugh