#im not shifting to be him but thats still true

[vincentaureliuslin]

i almost never finish my scripts for shifting (then again i only have like two drs) but im almost done with my adamandi script and it's been two days. dedication!!!!

[wh0reforcoriolanussnow]

a childhood sweetheart of coryo turned couple classmates yet the games began and she saw coryo fell in love with lucy, went to district 12 and returned empty handed with a cold heart

and how she was there to welcome him back and accept him wholeheartedly, allowing him to use her through his rise at becoming President.

"you dont love me anymore and thats okay but at least you dont love her as well. at the very least use me until im nothing of value to you. because thats how i love"

Use me || Young!Coriolanus Snow x reader

A/n: anon you're so creative....

Warnings: reader smoking, manipulative snow, mention of infidelity, suggestive, if there's anything else lmk

Wc: 1,075

Divider by @firefly-graphics

Flashback

"What's on your mind, my love?" You gently sweep a stray strand of his blonde locks away from his face. His chest still rapidly rising and falling from the previous activities.

Coriolanus' gaze gravitates toward you as you gracefully rest on your forearm, the strap of your nightgown sensually slipping down your arm. Coryo delicately corrects it, gracing you with a warm smile as your eyes intimately connect with his.

"Nothing, everything's alright," he dismisses, his gaze returning to the ceiling. You release a quiet sigh, opting not to probe him further.

You shift to turn to your side, your back facing Coryo as you hear him quietly sigh. Unexpectedly, his arm envelops you, drawing you against his warm chest, his lip delicately grazing your ear.

"I love you. I will always love you, y/n," he murmurs, prompting a tear to cascade down your cheek in response to his sudden confession. Part of you embraces his sincerity, while the other clings to lingering doubts.

As the 10th Hunger Games approached, the air buzzed with anticipation. Tributes were selected and the Games began, and with that, you noticed a shift in Coriolanus. His tribute from District 12, Lucy Gray, seemed to capture his attention in a way that sent ripples through your once idyllic romance. His eyes, once filled with tenderness for you, now held a distant, searching look.

-

"Tell me, Coryo, did you cheat for Lucy Gray?" Tears welled in your eyes as you stood before him, arms crossed, while he gazed back with a vacant expression. His silence hung in the air.

You took his hand in yours, bringing it up to your cheek. "Please, just tell me, I could help you, my parents can help," you pleaded, wanting to know the truth. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, y/n," he murmured, shaking his head and retracting his hand as you stifled a sob.

Coriolanus, caught in the crossfire of ambition and newfound desires, struggled to articulate a response to your question. The once unbreakable bond as childhood sweethearts you shared seemed to fracture under the weight of the Games and the allure of Lucy Gray. He left, leaving you with unanswered questions and a heart heavy with uncertainty.

As the Games progressed, whispers of Coriolanus's involvement in cheating echoed through the Capitol's corridors. The ambitious student found himself banished to District 12, a harsh consequence that would permanently alter the course of his life. The Capitol, ever hungry for scandal, eagerly awaited his return.

~

End of Flashback

When Coriolanus comes back, the triumph that should define his return is replaced by the chill of defeat. Empty-handed and with a heart grown cold, he stands before you, a mere shell of the boy you once knew. Yet, true to the loyalty that defines your love, you are there to welcome him back.

"Coryo," you whisper tenderly, the rapid click of your heels announcing your silent approach. His eyes have yet to meet yours, but you surprise him with an unexpected hug, shattering the quietude around you. The warmth that once enveloped him dissipates, leaving only a haunting emptiness in its wake.

You could feel it in the way his arms reluctantly wrapped around you, the embrace forced and lacking the familiar back rubbing that used to accompany such moments. Lifting your head, you locked eyes with his cold and reserved gaze.

With a furrowed brow, you withdraw, clearing your throat before cautiously inquiring, "How are you?" He scoffs in response, his retort cutting through the air, "I've been living in the districts. How do you think I am?" his words spat out with a harsh bitterness.

You nod slowly, taken back at his outburst. "Sorry, that was insensitive of me. Forgive me," you murmur, your eyes fixed on the slender points of your heels, catching a mumbled and incoherent response from him.

"It's fine," though the contradiction between his words and tone is palpable. "Now, shall we go? I've had a long day." Coriolanus massages his forehead as you nod. "Of course, the car is waiting outside," you move your feet.

"Y/n, wait," he calls out as you pause in your steps, turning around to face him. His arm extends, an unspoken invitation for you to link onto it, and you feel the corners of your lips turn up momentarily.

Your family's wealth and influence worked as a shield, protecting Coriolanus from the harsh judgement of Capitol society. It was an unspoken fact that you and Coriolanus would be together no matter what happened.

As the months pass, Coriolanus's political ambitions soar, fueled by your family's wealth and connections. Your role transitions from a lover to a silent supporter, your love an offering laid at the altar of his ascent to power. Your heart bears the scars of unspoken pain, but you wear a façade of unwavering commitment.

So, you play your part. Standing by Coriolanus' side as he maneuvers through tricky Capitol politics, him as the youngest President of Panem, and you as First lady.

In the quiet moments, away from prying eyes, you try to break down the high walls of ice he has erected around his heart since his arrival back in the Capitol. But every attempt to rekindle what was lost seems to fall on deaf ears. The specter of Lucy Gray lingers, an unspoken presence that casts a shadow over your attempts at reconciliation.

~

"How many times have I told you to stop drinking so early in the day," Coryo's harsh words boom through the corridors of the lavish presidential mansion, his footsteps getting louder by each step.

You discreetly roll your eyes, a skillful concealment, as he forcefully snatches the posca glass from your grasp. The resounding slam of the glass meeting the table fills the room with an echoing punctuation.

"Coryo, it's Sunday, for goodness' sake," you implore, tilting your chin downward. Your eyes, slightly blown out, fixate directly on him, and a smirk graces your perfectly painted lips.

His gaze carefully explores the contours of your face. Your habit of indulging in the luxurious of alcohol at any time, in any place, has left its mark on you. "Get dressed, we have visitors soon," He says through gritted teeth, his fingers harshly holding your chin up.

"Of course, Coriolanus," You push his hand away, standing up quickly causing you to bump into his shoulder. Coryo's hands bawl into fists as he watches you walk away, he ought to have a talking to you for using his full name.

Coriolanus was not surprised at how quickly you managed to sober up and act like the proper lady you were. It was something Coryo admired about you, how much you prioritised your image and duty.

Luncheon went by a breeze, Coriolanus' hand never leaving your thigh during the entirety of it. The mask of Capitol perfection never failing to falter. However, the emotional toll of playing the dutiful partner while witnessing Coryo's heart slipping away, became increasingly unbearable.

Later that evening, your feet led you to his office. The speech you had rehearsed replaying in your mind, a plea for acknowledgment, a desperate cry for the remnants of the love that once defined your connection.

You lift up your knuckles to the wooden doors, hesitating for a moment before your knuckles make contact with the door. "Come in," You hear his voice call out as you let out a breath before stepping in.

Coriolanus arches an eyebrow in your direction, his gaze then drifting to your left hand where a cigarette delicately hangs between your manicured fingers. "You know how much I hate it when you smoke in the house, especially in my office," he remarks, reclining in his seat, an annoyed expression on his face. Undeterred, you challenge him by taking a deliberate, long drag, keeping eye contact intact.

"Apologies, husband, but you're well aware of how smoking has a peculiar way of soothing my nerves," you quip, casting him a wry smile before strolling towards the window. With a deft motion, you open it, allowing the tendrils of smoke to gracefully exit the room.

Coriolanus scrutinizes you, attempting to decipher the enigma you've become, though he acknowledges that his once-sharp ability to read you now lies dormant, lost during his time away from the Capitol. "Do you have something you want to say? I'm rather busy right now," he states, his gaze glued to scattered papers, while you, tapping your foot with impatience, await acknowledgment.

"Sit, if you want," he gestures nonchalantly, his eyes remaining steadfast on the sprawl of papers before him. You gracefully settle into the plush leather chair, crossing your legs as you stub out the cigarette.

"You don't love me anymore, I know you don’t, and that's okay," you said, your voice steady, your eyes fixed on the man who had once been your everything. "I've learned to accept it," you add, a note of acceptance in your voice. Coriolanus visibly freezes, his attention finally torn from the paperwork, as you wear a satisfied smile, relishing the impact of your words. "But at least you don't love her as well."

"At the very least, use me until I'm nothing of value to you, because that's how I love." Coriolanus, a complex tapestry of emotions, looked at you with a gaze that betrayed a mixture of regret and resolve. The reality of your words, the stark admission of your willingness to be used for the sake of a love that had long lost its luster, hung in the air.

"I never wanted it to be this way," he said, his voice carrying the weight of the choices that had led them to this moment. You refrain from letting out a scoff, "But it is," you replied, a bittersweet smile playing on your lips as you get up, walking around his desk to place a hand on his shoulder. "I'm at your disposal, Coryo. You know that, don't you?"

The words hung in the air, a silent acknowledgement. Yet, the hunger for power had consumed him, and your sacrifice became a mere footnote in the narrative of his ascent.

As the years passed, you became a shadow in his political theater. Your influence and wealth were tools in his rise to power, your heart a casualty in the ruthless pursuit of his goals.

Your sacrifices, both seen and unseen, were the foundation upon which his legacy was built. Yet, the hollowness in your heart grew, a testament to the silent agony of a love that had withered in the shadows of power and ambition.

[hearts4kaulitz]

“ HE WAS WEARING SKINNY JEANS, HAD FUNKY HAIR. “

bill x gn! reader

YOU HAD JUST ARRIVED TO THE EVENT, it was hosted for multiple popular bands and solo artists. theyd mainly hosted it so bands could artists could collaborate and get to know each other more.

you on the other hand had really one came for the alcohol and special treats, there was nothing that peaked your interest about the event.

strolling through the crowd of people as you made your way to the drinks. grabbing a cup and quickly filling it up with a beer of some sort apathetically.

you rolled your head back as you let the bitter liquid roll down your throat as your face soured up. you hadn’t drank in a while.

a scoff left your lips as you shook your head, setting down your drink on the counter but still having a hold on it.

looking around awkwardly you spotted a boy with spunky hair and skinny jeans, tilting your head slightly as a grin crossed your lips.

he was cute, really cute.

after you admired him for a minute or two his gazed locked with yours. a shock ran down your spine as you swiftly looked away, focusing down on your drink.

you tried to act cool but you could feel the boys stare burning into you. turning your weight on each foot whilst you watched the beer twirl in your cup as you shook it nervously.

after a few long seconds you looked up hesitantly, you noticed that a smile had grown on the boys face.

he seemed amused at your embarrassment before he turned to a boy with dreads.

his hand quickly flew to your direction as both of the boys were staring at you now. looking away from them as you hummed nervously.

he trailed over to you after a small wait, his smile never leaving.

you slowly turned your head to him as he muttered a small hi.

you returned the greeting quickly as an awkward silence fell over you two.

“du bist sehr schön,” he blurted, a small pinking tainting his face. “what?” you asked, a smile found your lips.

“you are very pretty.” he chuckled, your heart fluttered as your breathing quickly sped up.

you had took german a few years back and remembered a few sentences, so you’d decided to put them to use.

“danke,” you smirked, your face now matching the solo cup in your hands. his face lit up.

he could obviously tell you weren’t t german but it filled him with a sense of joy that one of the most beautiful people he’d ever seen knew some of his native language.

“you know german?” he asked gleefully, his smile growing. “a little.” you answered.

“i noticed you from somewhere… arent you in a band?” you inquired, tilting your head as you shifted your weight onto one of your hips.

he nodded, “tokio hotel, im bill kaulitz.” he introduced happily.

“yes thats where your from! i absolutely love your guys music. your all so talented!” you complimented.

it was true, you adored the band’s music. especially bills voice. you had only acted like you didn’t know the boy at first so you wouldn’t seem weird.

“oh— thank you! i love your music also! its very unique!” bill tried to search for the right words as he hadn’t really ever thought of a way to describe your music, especially since he wasn’t great at english just yet.

“thank you so much! id never think id be complimented by bill kaulitz.” you smiled, laughing nervously as you quickly regretted your choice of words.

“call me bill.” he giggled, he hadn’t seemed to mind your odd sentence which made you feel slightly better.

“alright bill… what do you usually do in your free time?” you asked, trying to clear the tension.

“oh! i like to sleep alot… thats really it.” he laughed while he rubbed the back of his head.

“how about you?” he quickly returned the question.

“well i just sit around and do whatever, i enjoy doing anything really. “ you shrugged nervously, your anxiety was starting to go away but he was scarily taller than you and the fact he was extremely attractive didnt help.

“thats nice… do you uh, smoke?” he randomly asked, making a gesture with his hands as he searched for the word.

“oh— well yeah… why?” your eyebrows furrowed with confusing as a look of amusement played onto your face.

“would you like to smoke with me?” he blurted out, tom had taught him if you wanted to rest the tension it was better to get shit faced high so the both you would be more relaxed.

“sure..! that sounds cool..” you hesitantly nodded as you weren’t sure what bill’s intentions were but you knew they couldn’t have been horrible.

he flashed a smile before he signaled for you to follow him, leading the both of you outside.

YOU AND BILL WERE NOW OFF THE WALLS HIGH, laying on the grass while it poked through your clothing uncomfortably but you couldn’t care less.

you were listening to bill ramble about something but you couldn’t really understand a word he was saying, you two had only shared a blunt but your tolerance wasn’t the strongest.

your gaze rested on his lips as they moved whilst they matched his words perfectly, everything about him was perfect.

his accent, his hair, his clothing, everything little thing you loved about him.

you two had only met about an hour ago but it felt like forever.

shit— were you falling in love?

as much as you loved the feeling your mine couldn’t process the fact you loved someone youd just met.

your body moved faster than your thoughts though.

soon your lips connected with bills, cupping his face gently. you began to pull away but the german boy swiftly kissed back.

the moment quickly got heated, simple kisses had turned into lustrous ones. his hands held your waist as he straddled ontop of you.

his cold rings burned against your now exposed waist, moving them up and down teasingly.

a soft whine left your lips as bill traveled down your neck, leaving dark hickeys all around.

“oh my god— were to high for this..” you moaned out as his kisses went lower and lower until he reached the waistband of your pants.

he swiftly came up as your gaze met his, both of you smiling.

“thats what makes it fun.” he whispered.

[inkybloom-luv]

hi hi inky!! i hope youre doing well!!! i thought about my request and i decided to do something basic ^^ i hope asking for headcanons is okay? i didnt see any hc specific rules so UH IF!! YOU DONT WANT TO WRITE HCS DRABBLES ARE FINE!! WHICHEVER IS EASIER FO RYOU IM NOT PICKY!!!

im sure a lot of people can relate to this so yk,,, may i request azul (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) and trey with a significant other thats very reserved around new people (like clings to them during social events and group projects but is still capable of working on their own if that makes sense?) just overall someone who feels really safe with them!! and theyre super bubbly and teasing when theyre around but with everyone else theyre :I

I HOPE THIS MAKES SENSE?!?!? AND IF YOU DECIDE TO WRITE THSI REQUEST I HOPE YOU HAVE FUN!!! SUPER EXCITED TO SEE WHAT YOU WHIP UP EHEHEHEH and make sure youre drinking water and resting when you need to ^^ i will stop mothering you now just know that jamil loves u <3

Shy? Not quite

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Heyyyy I'm genuinely ashamed at how long this took me but ig I just needed better music?? Literally the second I put on the song I'm listening to rn it just came out like organized word vomit- anyway!!! HOPE YOU ENJOY I AM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT

Characters; Trey Clover and Azul Ashengrotto

Content; Trey and Azul hc's with a S/O who is reserved around most others, especially in a social setting but bubbly and teasing around them

Gender neutral pronouns used!

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Trey Clover

• I feel like Trey knows how to deal with a S/O that behaves in such a way

• He has siblings and in a way that’s how they act. That means he, in a way, knows how to handle the situation, but that doesn’t mean he’s not surprised when they act like that the first time.

• He remembers that clearly, they were teasing, joking and laughing on their way to an event but how much they quieted down once there almost shocked him.

• Almost because his sibling mode kicked in. He didn’t even realise until he’d taken most of the attention off them actually

• He didn’t ask what exactly happened with them at the event but when they left and were sitting back at home he did.

• He felt happy when they were back to their usual self although the teasing did make him grin sheepishly.

• He felt even happier when he learned the true nature of that shift; the fact they felt so safe with him that they could be themselves. The teasing sure did always catch him slightly off guard though

• Expect your favourite treat the next day with a sweet note and perhaps a few extra bits of affect here and there throughout the day

Azul Ashengrotto

• On the outside you wouldn’t think Azul was all that affected by his S/O’s behaviour

• Oh how wrong you’d be because he was very much affected!!

• Not that he chose to show it mind you, but their behaviour sure threw his poor heart through a predator-filled tsunami

• Regardless of that his acting barely faltered at the event itself though he did shoot them quite a few more glances than usual, as he was actually worried they were not feeling well.

• He actually asked about half an hour to an hour into the event if they were alright due to their suddenly much cooler nature.

• They were handling tasks with others rather well but still he was worried, so it put them at ease when they said everything was alright.

• He told them to speak up should they be uncomfortable or not feeling well regardless though.

• Like Trey he also only asked once having left the event and in the privacy of his office.

• To say his heard sputtered and his cheeks grew red for long enough to be caught like that would be divulging secrets, but here we are anyway.

• He did catch himself but he now knew they felt safe with him, safe by his side.. and perhaps he’d recognise soon he feels the same way about you.

[stuffeddeer]

hello deery, back like i promised lmao

as much as i love silly goofy buddy dazai, deluded possessive and lowkey scary dazai is my fav 🙏 he's such a silly guy with reader, then turns right around and destroys their entire life. then hes like :O omg thats so horrible, so what im hearing is you have more time to spend with me? seeing as all your friends left for reasons unknown, your family wont even look at you. but dw, i'll never leave :)

BWHAHA im not good at this stuff, but your characterization of dazai is my fav in general, such versatility, we love to see it

have a great day :D

-🩵 anon

HES MY least FAVE TOO ugh 🩵anon you get me

“I’m sorry, lovely. That’s so horrible…” Dazai’s knuckles softly rub against your jaw, his skin soothing you as you try to halt your tears.

“It just— ” you hiccup, “ —just feels like everyone’s leaving me!”

The brunet pulls you closer, practically sitting in his lap as his hands move around your torso. “Shh, shh…” He gently wipes away your remaining tears, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I’m here, aren’t I?”

You let out an embarrassed chuckle before nodding. “You’re the only one. Not even my boss wanted me around, I can tell. It’s like she was waiting for me to mess up so she could fire me.”

“That’s not true…”

“How would you know?” The words were genuine, like you were looking for him to explain that it was the work of fate or your shitty coworker you always complained about.

Well, it's because Dazai was the one to get you fired. Your boss was too fond of you, something he simply couldn't have. Plus, work hours always took up your time, time that should be spent with him. Honestly, you didn't need a job, anyway: Dazai would be happy to provide for you and make you dependent on him.

Instead of explaining any of this, he pressed another kiss to your head before pulling you in for a tight hug. “You’re a hard worker. And you’re a wonderful person. If none of your friends want to be in your life, well, I do. So I guess you’ll just have to spend time with me.”

It’s his attempt at lightening the mood, you’re sure of it. A chuckle passes your lips before you can stop it, shifting in his hold so you can hug him back just as tightly. “You’re all I have, so now you’re stuck with me.”

“That’s all I’ve ever wanted.”

oh he’s the worst i need him

he’ll cradle you so sweetly, telling you alllll the good things about yourself!!!

n when you get all confident and hey! maybe you are good enough, maybe you should look into making new friends! ones that won’t leave you so easily 🙄

well,

he’s there to remind you just how heartbroken your last ones left you. your very own flesh and blood cut you out so easily! maybe dazai is the only one who can truly love you for who you are.

he’s not saying it to be mean! he just wants you to know what you’re getting yourself into. he’s always been so smart, too…. well, you guess he’s right.

if you’re a bit more stubborn or masochistic, maybe you don’t gaf!!! put you back in the ring you wanna try again!!!!!

ugh. okay. i mean, dazai did so much for you... y’know, when you lost your job and he insisted let you move in with him, dazai was trying to be a good friend, but... whatever, if you don’t need him anymore than you can just get your own place. oh, you still haven’t found a job? well, since you’re so sure of yourself, you can just get a new one. you can be out by tomorrow, right? you know dazai would’ve liked to go out and make friends during the time he’s been working to keep a roof above the both of your heads and keeping you company after everyone left you. maybe he’s starting to see why they did, since you’re so selfish— 

...

you decided not to go out!

that’s probably when he realizes he should begin moving your relationship along a bit quicker. he’ll flirt with you in the exact way he knows you respond to best (whether that's words of affirmation, teasing, physical touch, etc); he'll bring you back pastries and cute trinkets he saw on his way home from work… his courting is a little eerie, bc he also acts like you two are already dating???? "you're staying in my home, of course i assumed we'd be having dinner tonight. i even learned to cook your favorite— " like he 100% just assumes shit but it always works out bc . well, what else were you doing?

this includes sharing a bed btw. he probably started w having you take his and he takes the couch (a true gentleman) and then maybe he gets another bed and makes a guest room for you... but, well, since you both are so close and it's so cold in his apartment, maybe you can just spend one night with him? It Was Not One Night

if you catch on and reciprocate, oh he's over the moon!!!! his love giving him affection? oughhh.. you're staying in his room in his arms and he's just breathing you in, reminding himself you're still there... it'd be actually kinda sweet if he didn't orchestrate this whole thing

if you catch on (or don't lmao) and deny him? .............

desperate times desperate measures or whatever they say

he locks you in his room for mandatory cuddles, will not give you food if you stick to one side of the room and refuse to let him hold you, he starts pulling away and spewing words he knows will hurt you so you feel so alone and unloved only to turn around and love bomb you.... it's horrific tbh

i'm so sorry . just... go along w it for now pls ❤️

also i mentioned that he'd bring up how you don't have a job and he's the one working hard to pay for your expenses but he's just being a brat. he caught you looking at help wanted ads one time and pretty much cried in your lap about how upset he is that you don't feel his care is adequate enough and only stopped when you promised not to get another job

he's gross :( get out of there

[just-a-floofy-catt]

I WROTE THIS LITTLE DRABBLE AGES AGO AT LIKE 7AM IN A FEVERED DAZE 💀💀💀

Im not a writer, like, AT ALL, so this is probably pretty bad lmao

But i had the urge to still post it sooo here it is ✨️

(Its written about my self insert, Avery, but you can totally see it as yourself or your oc or whatever! ^^ )

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Avery is an insomniac.

Moon is easily frustrated and becomes very aggressive when people dont get adequate sleep when they're supposed to.

Can't imagine how that could go wrong💀

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Oh for fucks sake.

The lights were out, having suddenly plunged you into darkness.

You were just starting to get used to Sun over your past few shifts after finally meeting him, and now you were presumably going to have to face Moon unprepared.

With the stories people told about him and why to avoid him, you were immediately on edge, skin prickling with anticipation and senses feeling heightened and sensitive with your newfound lack of sight.

You cursed and fumbled for your flashlight, shaking slightly and almost dropping it with your anxious hands.

Despite not being able to see, or even hear, anything, you could feel his eyes baring into you pointedly, making you feel like prey being stalked. You would say it felt similar to the eerieness of being observed by Sun, but no. This felt much scarier - Darker, almost. Not just unsettling.

Your fingers press into the flashlights button desperately, other hand tightly fisted by your side, painted nails digging into the fabric of your glove.

The white cone of light immediately illuminates the area at your feet, and you quickly sweep it up to look fully at the area in front of you.

Nothing.

Just a dark, empty playplace.

No attendant to be seen.

You will yourself to look harder and scan each inch of space before you diligently, squinting into the void.

A light jingle of bells and a raspy snicker sound behind you all too late.

Before you can so much as turn around, cold metal and silicone hands slam you against the security desk, your wrists held behind you in a bruising, clawed grasp and the side of your face forced to press harshly against the surface of the desktop.

The solid body of what you could only assume to be Moon was bent over you, caging you in.

He relaxed rather quickly, almost releasing you as a gentle yet devious laugh left him. It seemed to reverberate through the whole of his casing, rumbling and edged.

"Someonessssss up past their bedtime~"

...

He leaned in closer to your ear, taking his hands fully off of you now.

"This isnt your shift. You need to sleep. Otherwise, thats breaking the rules for when im hereeeee"

His voice sounded dangerous, the low growl of it making you shiver.

You tried to gather some courage, and twisted your body fully to stand face to face with him.

"They needed me to fill in the nightshift here tonight."

You tried to keep your voice steady, watching him carefully as he took a few steps away from you, still keeping narrowed eye contact with those glaring red LEDs.

"Anyways... i dont think we've met before, Moon, since im pretty much always doing dayshifts here. Im-"

"I know veryyyy well who you are, little lamb. The sunny idiot has told me alllllll about you~"

His growling voice sounded lulling as he began to prowl before you, crouched like a

slinking predator in wait as he continued boring into you intently.

"...Including how you always seem tired during your shiftsss, and almost fall to sleep constantlyyyyy..."

You swallowed thickly.

You pressed your back to the solid security desk and followed his movements very cautiously.

"Well, regardless, im working as nightshift staff tonight. Which, if i know correctly, means you should not be trying to put me to bed. You know the nightshift staff have different sleep schedules."

That was indeed true, from what youd been told.

Moon was apparently stern with kids, but could be downright aggressive with adults, especially if they broke rules.

He knew the night staff were here to do their jobs. It didnt stop him from acting irritable towards them, but it still meant he didnt interfere with them unless they did something wrong.

Therefore,

He should not be trying to get you to go to sleep or whatever the fuck sort of bullshit he was trying to pull.

His low growl trilled its way into the empty air again,

"How cleverrr~"

He rumbled out a subtle sarcastic huff.

"But unlikeeee the regular night staff, you also worked here today. A little yellow birdie told me as much..."

He began to round over to your side. You followed him with the angle of your body, always facing him.

Having your back no longer at the desk made you feel much more exposed.

"So youve probably not slept at alllll, sweet little starrr. And i dont take too kindly to naughty boys who refuse to go to sleep when they should. Especially when it seems to be such a reoccurring misbehaviourrrr~"

You could feel your heart start to race as he crept steadily closer to you.

You backed away from him at the same pace. You felt if you tried to run away, youd merely be caught and dealt with, like falling victim to the prey drive of a predator.

"Um-M-my sleep schedule is of no concern to you. I need to do my damn job, Moon. S-stop trying to intimidate me!"

Your lips quivered relentlessly and your throat caught on every breath of air, making it hard to form the words properly.

He simply rasped out an eerie chuckle, a sound that bled into a much darker growl as he took yet another creeping step.

His eyes were still completely and utterly fixated on you.

"Im afraid i cant let this slideeeee, little lambbb~"

You heard the chilling tap of his claws on the edge of the desk as he continued to slink towards you, vaguely menacing.

"If you wont sleep on your own time like a f*c#i^nG adult, then i have no choiceeee but to put you down for a nap here like the naughty little boy youre actingggg likeeee"

You were starting to get frustrated with his bullshit and it mixed dangerously with your adrenaline and fear in your chest.

"FUCK OFF, MOON. YOURE BEING RIDICULOUS"

Your breath stilled suddenly as you realized what a dangerous game youd just accidentally played into.

Silence fell for a moment.

"My, my.... i think that requires a punishmenttttt for such a rude responseee~"

His voice was threateningly quiet.

...

"Now you better hope you can tire yourself out enough to fall to sleep like you shoulddddd so that i dont have to make it too harsh, little rulebreakerrrr~"

The word 'little' felt all too right as the giant animatronic loomed over you.

Agreeing to this had been the worst fucking mistake of your life.

A fear filled moment of shock held you in place for a hearbeat.

Then, when your feet finally shifted, you took off sharply towards the play structure.

A vicious snarling noise left his voice box, followed almost immediately by a borderline manic laugh.

--------- (ill write the chase scene eventually. Probably.)-----------

You knew he was directly behind you.

The blood rushed in your ears.

Tears gathered and burned in your eyes.

A shriek gathered in your chest

...

But was unable to rip out of it as a large, chilled hand curled tightly over the bottom half of your face.

"I winnnnnn~"

His voice distracted you briefly as you snapped your head towards the rasp, only for you to be dragged unceremoniously from the play structure and hoisted into his tight grasp.

You struggled, panicking for a moment, but it was futile in his mechanical hold.

As you settled, you realized it was oddly comfortable, much gentler than his harsh strangle-hold from earlier.

"You got caughtttt, you little S#i*. That means youre going to sleeppp. Right. Now."

He hissed it out, almost spitting put the first sentence with his still very clear annoyance.

You were still so confused.

What the fuck had just happened?

The adrenaline from being practically hunted down, by what was honestly a very intimidating and presumably dangerous robot, was quickly falling away due to your extreme exhaustion. You felt like you were going to pass out, between your sleeplessness and having just had a (possibly) near-death, exhausting experience.

Your head was too fuzzy to comprehend where he may be taking you.

Suddenly, you were whisked into the air, and high into the still-darkness

"WHAT THE FUCK"

You jolted and instinctively clung to Moon with an iron hold.

He merely grumbled out a sound of amusement as his feet touched something solid again and he continued walking, parting what you assumed was a curtain.

Being carried through the pitch-black by a possibly-killer animatronic that just stalked you like you were his next victim had your fried, tired nerves still on end. But what else could you do other than hold on and hope for the best? And you would be lying if you said you hadnt had atleast a little faith that he wasnt as bad as everyone told you.

The room you entered was lined with fairy lights, making it possible to finally see again.

Unfortunately, as you looked up, you saw that Moon looked no less imposing in better lighting.

You were subsequently set down far gentler than you wouldve expected onto a soft collection of pillows and plushies in the corner. He promptly tucked you in with a blanket. You merely remained frozen, still immensely confused and exhausted.

Moon muttered as he stepped back slightly from your resting place

"If you wouldveeee cooperated in the beginning like a goooooodddd boyyyy i wouldn't have had to chase you..."

"I need to make sure the children are well restedddd and sleeping when they shouldddd.... and this also happens to apply to the adult staff too."

He growled for emphasis on his serious point.

You still felt faintly as if he were going to jump you.

The switch to this calmer, gentler persona had felt pretty jarring when he caught you.

It was clear to see that he just took his job very seriously and got easily riled up, but that didnt change the fact that he had scared the shit out of you.

You chose your words carefully, still cautious.

"Im.. sorry... Moon. You scared the hell out of me"

You couldnt tell if you were actually sorry or not, but you thought it best to try and get on his good side.

He rumbled out a hum in respose.

"How elsseeee am i supposed to get people to follow the rulesssss?"

You blinked at him, not responding.

"If you just agreeeeddd to go to sleep from the very beginning and apologised, we wouldnt have had a problemmm~"

He said it with an air of unbothered nonchalance.

You looked at him almost incredulously.

You had your job to do!

You couldn't have just agreed and gone home to sleep!!

He was a whole new breed of stubborn to assume that doing that was okay just because *he* wanted you to.

"You chased me!"

You blurted out.

Curse your anxious oversharing that kept getting you in more trouble.

"Onlyyyyy because you took off instead of listeningggg and going to sleep."

You huffed.

You know you shouldnt have, incase he got provoked again, but you couldnt help it.

Atleast you hadnt spoken about any of the other points you ought to bring up.

He seemed unamused.

"Nowww go the f*U#k to sleep."

He spat out, growling once again.

You thought better than to challenge Moon again, and closed your eyes.

Your insomnia and lingering adrenaline fought you, but as you heard a gentle music box accompanied by a soothing hum, your exhaustion prevailed and allowed you to fall into sleep.

[crushedsweets]

do you have any ej headcanons? his character tends to vary alot, sometimes he used to be human and other times hes just a monster in the woods

ive always liked the idea of him being like a big brother to some of the pastas mainly like sally, ben, and jeff

AAAAGREED . As per usual ramble under the cut about jacks relationship with everyone + I’ll post colored version of this in a sec

ok. ive already talked a good bit about jack being a normal med student before the sacrifice, spending a year in some rando possessed demon state, regaining clarity, finding refuge in slenders forest, etc etc. he sort of resembles like, a vampire mixed w ghoul from tokyo ghoul

and as per usual fandom antics, he's one of the typical medical resources for a lot of people in that circle . he absolutely was the eldest son of his family, maybe like 3 younger siblings, so going to university and getting away from a big family was really nice for him. until he lost everything and can never face them again</3

SOOOOO him being the resident 'doctor' and already having a brotherly instinct .. its real and true. especially with sally, but she doesn't come around much since sally stays w jane and jane doesnt need jack. sally def reminds him of one of his little sisters. its super super bittersweet for him. jane doesnt realize jeff gets help from jack so thats the only reason she even lets sally come around

in terms w his friendship w jeff and ben.. those two are close, and jeff def has to go to jack for medical attention. ben doesnt need it but he'll come w jeff just bc he can. for a while jack REFUSED to talk to jeff while treating his wounds bc he knows what jeff does. ((jeff isnt even protected under slenderman he just lies and jack has no idea LMFAO))BUT EVENTUALLY jeff starts bringing jack uhh. :| remains. as an extra thank you, which means jack doesnt have to do the killing. it felt like a huge burden lifted off his shoulders. so that kinda helped shift their friendship. ben also doesnt really kill he just haunts so jack didnt have severe issues w him anyway(plus ben actually IS protected under slender sooo)

ben and jeff are just kinda assholes but in the boyish brotherly way(for the most part). neither of them have past 8-9th grade education and will literally look at jack like hes stupid for making a catcher in the rye reference.

jacks just kind of a pathetic little asshat who misses being in school. sometimes he'll try to convince ben and jeff to actually pick up a book for once in their life, and they probably did it once. PROB WOULD ENJOY CATCHER IN THE RYE NOW THAT I THINK ABOUT IT. LMFAOO

he's not all too brotherly with like, masky and hoody since those two are older than him and are creeped out by him. but theyve gotten their fair share of medical attention from him, and he even taught hoody some more extensive first aid so now hoody kinda deals with the basic stuff toby totally still goes out of his way to see jack regardless of whether hoody could treat it or not. toby had nobody willing to talk to him growing up, so the fact that now he sort of has a circle of freaks thatll talk to him, laugh(marginally) at his jokes, and can take some crude remarks.... BROS TAKING ADVANTAGE.

clocky also isnt protected under slenderman, but if she comes to jack with a gash in her head or a stab wound in her leg, jacks gonna help regardless. clocky is also kind of a smartass so she'll actually read some of the books jack has and talk to him about it which is pleasant for them both, but they really have like... nothing else in common.

liu doesnt need 2 go to jack and wouldnt bc he has no reason to

im still lost on how i want ninas case to go, whether she actually kills or just committed an act of self mutilation that caught jane and lius attention, so idk if she would need jack . .

[kichikichiko]

Accepting the loss of your animal companion

A/N: hey everyone! I originally wanted to make this as animal friendly ad possible (meaning u could put in animal you want while u read) but there are so many different types of pets ranging for furry creatures or those who shed skin so it was so hard my bad :((

The Tighnari part of this headcanon is for all but written specifically for @hitomisuzuya , Suzu I hope you know that youre not alone and you should never ever put the blame of loosing Frank on yourself. Was never your fault and never will be. ALSO IDK HOW TO DESCRIBE A HORSE SO PLS EVERYONE EXCUSE ME 😭

Anyways enjoy reading everyone!!

Tighnari, Kazuha and Thoma (seperate) x gen neutral! Reader, loss of a pet, comfort, fluff, headcanon, Cat for Kazuha, Dog for Thoma and horse for Tighnari, Tighnari was mostly targeted at Suzu, sort of proofread

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Tighnari ▪︎ verdant strider

Tighnari and you decided to visit mondstadt one day

Mainly because windblume was coming up and Collei wanted to see Amber again

The 3 of you had such a blast! It has been a while since the 2 of you have visited other nations so this was a well deserved break

Drank together, ate different dishes the city of freedom had to offer together, and made new friends

One day you met the calvary captain of the knights of favonuis while Tighnari was talking to Albedo

The conversation between the 2 of you shifted from work to animals to his title as the calvary captain

"Most of our horses have been taken in by Grandmaster Varka for his expedition however we still have around a few left here in the city just in case we need them" the captain started, "would you like to see them?"

You hesitated, a part of you didnt want to at all. You were afraid you'd break down and start remembering the past

But a part of you also wanted to, you longed to see another horse again

You longed to appreciate the way they strut, the way their mane flows when they jump, the way they look at you when you were getting ready for another competition together

Although their expression was overall the same, when you have a bond with a horse especially a strong one, their emotions as well as yours felt like they were connected

But youve avoided them like the plague

Regretfully, you said yes anyways

Your heart has won against your mind this time around

After a while the sun was about to go down and everyone was getting ready to call it a day

Tighnari and you left Collei with Amber so you both made your way to the inn youre staying at

The walk home was silent and you were staring down at your feet, and you seemed to be in a daze,

You gaze was empty, and there wasnt any hint of sparkle in your eyes

Tighnari noticed something was off so he asked

"Hey are you alright?"

"What? Oh. Uh yeah Im fine" you nodded half heartedly after his sudden question taking you off your train of thoughts

The fox stopped on his track and held your hand

"No something is off, you never look up when youre upset. Tell me whats wrong sunflower, Im here for you"

Your back was still facing him, but he could see your shoulders starting to shake, and you trying to muffle up sobs

You hated crying about this especially in public

You didnt want to remember

Never again

His ears perked up and swiftly he pulled you in for a hug

Before he got the chance to say something, you started

"Horses... I miss my horse Nari. I fucking miss him so much" you started, choking up sobs

"I miss him everyday and when I saw the horses before with Kaeya one of them looked like him and..."

You hid your face in his chest as your sobs started getting louder by the minute

"One of them looked exactly like him. I can't I regret that I wasnt able to save him Nari, Im such a bad companion. I could have done more, I could have SAVED him but I-"

"Hey! (Name)! Thats not true" he cutted you off before you finished your sentence, you were having an episode and it broke him to see you like this

Gently, he took your chin and made you face him

"He would never blame you for what happened. It was out of your control, he is your companion. He would have never placed the blame on you sunflower. It all happened too fast, please believe me when I say this, its not your fault"

You couldnt help but let more tears fall out

Yes you were still upset you lost your dearest companion

But you were also happy to hear those words come out of his mouth

You both stood in the middle of the road hugging for a while, waiting until you calmed down.

You knew it wasnt your fault that your beloved horse was gone, but Tighnari was right

He was always right

Your companion would never have blamed you for what happened to him

You wanted to be around horses again

But realise that the first step to finally be around them comfortably was to be able to accept and heal

And Tighnari will be with you every step of the way

KAZUHA ▪︎ Scarlet Leaves Pursue Wild Waves

You were with Kazuha relaxing together outside enjoying the fresh air

The sun was out bright in Liyue so you both decided to take a stroll before setting out to the sea again on the crux

At some point during your stroll a cat came to you and meowed

You stopped on your feet and looked down to see the cat starting to rub on you affectionatley

You of course bent down to give em some pets

Kazuha realised you werent on his side anymore and looked behind to see you gazing sotfly at the cat while playing with it

He cant help but think you looked cute

He walked towards you and bent down to the same level as you and watched you play with the cat

You broke the silence after a while

"I use to have a cat" still not breaking your gaze away from the cat

Kazuha looked up at you "oh really?"

"Mmhm, (gender) was beautiful, had lushious (colour) fur, ears so cute you could bite em off and eyes that when you stare at them for long enough, you could find yourself falling in love with (gender) again" subconsciously smiling when you said that

You missed your cat truly

They were your best friend

The ronin hesitated for a bit, not sure if he should ask the question that came up on his head

Without him asking you knew what was on his mind

"(Name) passed away not long ago. I was very sad. In fact, I would be lying if I said Ive healed completely" you chuckled, finally looking up at Kazuha smiling a bit

You didnt want to think about negative thoughts when talking about your beloved cat

Because you'd just have a breakdown

Besides, you knew (name) was at peace anyways now

Kazuha stared at you for a while before smiling "Im sure (name) is resting well now, and if (name) was still here Im sure (gender)'d would love all the different places youre seeing right now on your journey"

You laughed "oh almost, I dont think (gender)'d like Sumeru's desert, (name) would make it visibly clear how much (gender)'d hate it"

You both played with the stray cat for another 5 minutes while talking about your cat until the stray finally left

Kazuha would like to raise a kitten with you

So you both could make new memories together

And for him to see the bond grow between you and their future kitten

Thoma ▪︎ Protector from afar

Everytime you both went out together there was one time you'd miss playing with the stray dogs and cats out

Especially stray dogs

You have special attention to them

Whenever Thoma was knitting something for the stray cats you'd request he made one for the dogs as well

Whenever he was going out to feed the dogs and cats you'd always remind him to feed the dogs as well

You loved being around them and they seem to as well

He was in awe with how much bond and trust was between you and the dogs

Its almost as if you have one yourself

He had brought up wanting to raise a puppy with ypu, or adopt one of the stray dogs

But everytime he asked youd politely decline saying you werent interested

He was confused and shocked obviously

I mean you clearly loved the stray dogs so why didnt you want to adopt one?

He had to find out

You were getting ready for bed one night looking at the mirror while brushing your hair when he asked you laying on a futon (youre visiting him)

"Hey love, Ive been meaning to ask you something"

He only continued when you hummed, curious to what he wanted to ask

"Oh its just, I wanna know why you keep rejecting the offer of raising a puppy together or adopting one of the stray dogs. I mean you have such a tight bond with the dogs and you seem to favour them.. I must admit I was a little shocked when you rejected. Oh but Im not forcing you to say yes to my suggestion, if you dont wanna then thats fine its just-" he stopped talking when he saw you facing him

Your face was a little hesitant and your brows were furrowed a bit.

He could tell you were debating wheather or not you wanna tell him

"Oh but if you dont wanna tell me thats okay too love" kinda panicked a bit worried if he asked you a personal question 😭

You chuckled reassuring him it was alright

"No no Thoma its not that, its just.." you trailed off again trying to find the right words

"Im sorry for rejecting your suggestion for raising a puppy together, I think its a wonderful idea but im not ready."

He was about to say something before you continued "I had a dog once (gender) was a (breed of dog), and I named em (name)" you smiled at him, but one thing he noticed was that your smile didnt reach your eyes

"I lost (name) a few (weeks/months/years) ago. Ive been wanting to adopt another dog after (name)... but I just cant. I feel like Im replacing (gender)"

Thoma was mentally kicking and punching himself rn

How could he be so stupid

Of course this was obviously the reason why you rejected his suggestion

He wanted to apologise for asking but he knew you'd bash him and tell him not to apologise

Instead, he decided to get up from the futon and place a kiss on your forehead "could you... tell me more about (name)?"

You smiled and nodded

He always knew how to make you smile

Maybe one day when youre ready, you'll both raise a puppy together like a family

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[sharpedgedfool]

Hello I was just wondering if we could get some more stuff and ideas about the sonadow future museum au (im just going to call it that cuz thats shorter)

heres a quick sketch cuz I really liked the designs👍

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YES YOU CAN AND IL OVE UR STYLE WITH IT???? I love how uncle-chuck-esc Sonic looks it's the exact vibe I wanted him to have 10/10

I'm in the process of writing this au as an actual story but I'm barely a chapter in yet, but I'll give some more snippets about Shadow and a page of sketches! (its a long read im so sorry but thank you for the ask!!)

Shadow goes by 'Oliver' as his fake name, he took it from a book he read once and liked the cover. They use He/They pronouns and identifies as something non-binary, he's not in a rush to label himself (they joke they've enough to label around the museum)

He lived as a vagabond until settling in Rainmeadow Town, and being taken in by the museum's solo-curator Beatrice, who's a field mouse with a physical disability and was unable to fully access the museum after she took it over from the previous owners.

Shadow adored museums as it was one of the only places he could visit freely so he has a soft spot, and Beatrice was so nice to him so he stayed to help restore it and got too attached he ended up settling down there. He was anxious at first, but its been five years and he's comfortable living there now

He lived with Beatrice for two years, before managing to earn enough from odd-jobs to buy out the small apartment above the local B&B

He has a stray cat he's taken in who wanders around town when he's at work. The cat is known to be vicious but is a sweetheart around Shadow, somewhat mimicking Shadows own demeaner

He dresses himself as unassuming as possible, and that sometimes makes himself a target for any outsiders of the village He gets tired out easily, due to them restricting their energy so much, but they can still fight viciously (almost feral after so many years outside of civilisation) for a short amount of time though would prefer to run. Shadow also needs rest throughout the day

Due to his tight inhibitor rings, Shadows red stripes and eyes have all dimed to a dull grey, his blood however remains a harsh green so he has to be diligent to ensure he doesn't injure himself in front of anyone. If he loosened his rings they would rapidly shift back to a red and he would regain energy to use his abilities, but he hides them and is extremely paranoid about his true identity

He likes to read and cook, and has a habit of reading while walking around even in the dark. He cooks meals for his cat and refuses to give them cat food from a can

He's a huge coffee fan, and loves brewing it himself with the manual machines at home (but also will still absolutely eat the beans straight if it's been a long day)

They haven't 'aged' but they've 'grown bigger' through mutation, their spines and fur are longer so they appear more mature even if internally he hasn't changed much.

He's always wanted a motorbike, but couldn't travel with one and can't afford the upkeep

Their glasses are generic reading glasses that he doesn't really need, but he finds it grounding to have them in his vision (he feels hidden behind them)

Rainmeadow is a known queer-safe town, despite it's remoteness, and the museum has a hall they regularly hold events in (Shadow is fond of the rollerskate hang-outs they schedule)

He has frequent panic attacks and extreme anxiety, they're selectively mute and uses sign (I use BSL when I'm drawing it out) and can't be around large groups of people for too long. He lets Beatrice work at the front of the museum and he lurks around in the back, people jokingly call him a 'shadow' often (and he's gotten used to the fear that shoots down his spine at the mention of his name)

No one knows of his origins, though Beatrice knows some of his vagabond experiences and topics that makes him uneasy

Shadow has met Rouge a handful of times. When he was saving money, he was contacted by her due to his experience in the museum. Due to his lack of background information, she assumed he had been involved in criminal activity and needed his knowledge on artefacts and assistance in restoring something. Shadow agreed reluctantly, but despite his uncertainty he enjoyed working on the things she brought and Rouge found his genuine interest in history and lack of concern for her intentions to be good company. Shadow became her main contact for these things (though she rarely needs his help) and the two are on good terms despite not being close

Rouge has worked with Team Sonic on occasion, and never worked with GUN. She's infamous but her identity is unknown to the public, except her name on her calling card. A few of Sonic's gang know what she looks like as eventually after knowing them for so long she doesn't wear the spy gear around them all the time, but felt strangely comfortable around Shadow rather quickly so he's seen her face

[capyfroyo]

Does anyone else think that Lloyd going off to fight garmadon in SOG (ep True Potential) is kinda portrayed as a $ulcld3 attempt…

I absolutely love the pacing of this episode, how theres this kinda build up of the ninja realising what’s happening as more and more problems bubble up. There is tension, and there is contrast in this tension. The ninja are all kinda layed back, sureley being aware of the problem, but accepting thats its just a challenge they will need to conquer. Lloyd is so much more wound up when compared to them. This is seen very blatanly in the first few mins of the episode- although his bad mood is shown as a consequence of his “heartbreak” with harumi. I think it is a bit bigger then that. Garmadon is, after all, lloyds dad. He still greives for him. A small part of him still wanted him back- stopping harumi was obviously the right thing to do, but he feels as if there was something that could have been done differently. When lloyd discusses going to the jail to fight garmadon, the rest of the team appose to the idea, and he gives in.

When he betrays the ninja by locking them in a room and going to defeat garmadon (in what seems a cheap form of self-sacrifice) the ninja are obviously trying to stop him. They all know, including lloyd, that he is not going to come out of there healthy, or maybe not even alive. Yet he still goes. Was he blinded by his emotions? This is so out of character for Lloyd, and it only adds to the intensity of the scene. The usually calm, sensible character goes out of their way to do an illogical thing.

When the ninja try to convince him not to go it sounds so….

“Lloyd! What are you doing??”

“im sorry nya..”

“NO! You cant!!”

“Come on lloyd…”

“HEY!! we can talk it over! We’ll figure it out!!”

“Im sorry guys, its something i have to do.”

THE CONCEPT IS SO EDGY BUT IT WOULD MAKES THE EP SM BETTER THAN IT ALREADY ISSSS

Also

The car drive/chase is so well done. The chaotic nature, how Lloyd isnt his carefull, usual self. SCARYY. TO THE POINT OF EVEN BEING DESTRUCTIVE?? SMASHING THE CAR SCREEN?? Also. The dialogue once again.

“Dont do this!!”

“Im not in the mood to talk. This ends. Now.”

“No lloyd, this doesnt end now, its a two way frequency! Come on buddy..”

Lloyds mood shift is so appalling. From how calm he was when his plan was in action, to when it was being sabotaged by the team. IDKK SOUNDS SUSSS.

When he fights his dad, his motive is a bit more clear but still not entirely shown- he thinks he could get his father back. He wants to so bad. He feels as if he could get a piece of himself back, a piece of his old life. “I saved you once, I’ll save you again” He is aware that he can not do it. Garmadon is only oni, only the evil part of who he was. Its as if lloyd would be content to die with his blood on his fathers hands, if it meant he could show that he truly meant to save him. Maybe he was so full of anger and love and hate he didnt know what to do with it but go back to its very origin.

When his fight is at its climax and is broadcast, the music hits is highest note. Then he is blasted through the walls, and everything quiets. The music fades to a low and ominous repeating melody. There is a certain type of shame, disappointment dispersed to the crowd, and the ninja.

It could be. Generic unnecessary sacrifice but the way it’s set up seems like so much moreeeee…

[sharkneto]

was backreading old asks and im curious if theres any early thoughts regarding SM v. number, knowing what we know now with chapter 9 now being out: is there anything in the update thats causing you to have to rework things? you mentioned number still fails to stop the apocalypse incident in his timeline - do you think his reset would go smoother than in SM? feels like theres more to account for now, with henderson being completely gone but the commission being invoked in SM for the first time

Number vs his apocalypse week! I'm happy to talk about that one, generically :)

The thing with Number is he's completely independent from the events of SM at that point. He's on a whole different path than that Five, thanks to JT but mostly because of the events of HIT. The new SM chapter has given me ideas to play with more than things I need to rework. Almost all the reworking I've had to do on the bit I've worked with that fic, to be honest, was 1) the realization that no one in HIT fucking told Number that Reggie kills himself and 2) how close he's kept the apocalypse to his chest. So he's pretty sure he's already taken care of the apocalypse with having helped Viktor figure out his powers in a safe, supported environment, but then Reggie still fucking dies at the same time. And, maybe that's just Reggie's time, but Reggie has also still set up the little mystery to get the Umbrellas to work together to stop the apocalypse (...that Number already stopped. Probably. Totally.). So he's got to chase that down to make sure, but he also still hasn't told his siblings about the apocalypse (why worry the siblings over something he's stopped, why put that in Viktor's head), so he's also dealing with it in true Five fashion - inefficiently and suspiciously secretive. So some similar vibes to SM apocalypse weeks, there. I'll put a WIP snip at the bottom for this vibe because I think it's fun.

I've got general beats in mind, have a plotpoint I adore that causes Number so many goddam problems that I don't remember if I've talked about on here or not so I'll keep it vague in case I haven't. I haven't settled on if Number stops his apocalypse or not on the first try, but it for sure is not the easy skate he was expecting it to be (and it really should have been). The world wants to end on April 1st, and life (death?), uh, finds a way. Fives must always have a terrible time during the week leading up to April 1, 2019.

If Number has to do a reset, it will come with its own problems, but it will absolutely be smoother than SM Five's. Number just has so much more information to work with the first time around, and he has a real handle on time travel. There is also no Commission to interrupt him in any way, thanks to their deal with Five at the end of HIT. That said, having fewer unknowns doesn't mean he's going to juggle the pieces correctly. He's still a Five and they are still the Umbrellas.

Anyway, WIP Snip -

Allison pauses in the doorway on her way through to the entry, not expecting Viktor to be in the living room. He's standing by the bookcases and hasn't noticed her yet, his attention on a book in his hands. She’s just about to announce herself when Five appears by the bar with a whumpf.

His gaze passes over her, and he just barely nods an acknowledgement to her before his focus lands on their brother. Viktor turned at his entrance, his back now to Allison. “Hey, Five,” he says.

“Viktor.” A beat passes as Five’s gaze flicks to the book in his hands. It jumps back to Viktor’s face, and then his expression does… something. Softens, maybe. Allison can feel her eyebrows rising as she thinks she categorizes it – is Five trying to show sympathy? Empathy? What is that? It really makes him look a little constipated. Still ignoring her, he asks Viktor, “Are you doing alright?”

Viktor shifts a little. “Yeah, Five. I’m still good. Just like when you asked me before. And the time before that. And the one before that.”

It’s another excruciating pause as Five considers that answer. Then he jerks a nod and the weird expression slips away and he’s back to haughty and judgmental. “Good.” He turns to the bar and reaches over to snag a small bottle of something clear.

Viktor takes a half step forward. “Five—” He’s cut off as Five disappears in flash. He sighs. “He’s so weird,” he says, loud enough for Allison to clearly hear it. Then he glances over his shoulder at her, mouth quirked up in a conspiratorial little grin.

Allison blinks at being acknowledged and pulls a smile on as fast as she can. She hasn’t talked to Viktor one-on-one in over decade, since he was still Vanya. She’s got a general idea of the things she needs to talk to him about, but hadn’t been expecting this to be the moment she ran into him. “Yeah, I don’t know why I thought he’d get more normal with age.”

Viktor snorts a little laugh and turns to fully face her. “No, that ship really sailed once he figured out the time traveling.” He softens a little and adds, “He means well, though. Usually.”

“Yeah,” she agrees, although she’s not sure if she does or not. She commits and steps into the room. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to sneak up on you, I didn’t think anyone was down here.”

“You didn’t. I heard you coming down the hall. I wasn’t sure if you were going to stop in, though.”

Right. Viktor has crazy sound and hearing powers. Not the useless little Seven they grew up with.

Allison immediately chastises herself for the thought. Viktor was never useless; he was just different (she kicks herself again – that’s not really any better).

The silence has stretched just long enough to be awkward. Viktor shifts his weight again, adjusting his grip on the book in his hand. Allison can just see the cover enough to recognize it – Extra Ordinary. She swallows her spike of venom back down.

Casting about for something – anything – to talk about, to push them past whatever this is, her mind replays the weird little interaction she just witnessed. “I thought he quit drinking?”

Viktor shrugs. “He did. For a while.”

Allison nods.

It hangs between them.

“I don’t think it’s as bad as it was back…” he trails off, fingers tightening again over Extra Ordinary.

“Sure,” she rushes to add. She doesn’t actually want to talk about their brother’s drinking problem. “And, I mean, it’s a funeral, so… people drink.” She’s already had a couple, more than she probably should have had; she’s actively trying to better herself for the courts and Claire. There’s no one here, but it’s still not a good look to get drunk at her father’s funeral. “How are you doing with it all?”

His mouth lifts up again in a small smile. “Like I just told Five, I’m fine.”

She forces a quick, humorless laugh. It sounds as stilted as it felt. “Yeah, good point.” She thinks again to the brief, odd interaction. “How many times has he asked you?”

“That was like the fourth in the past two hours.”

“What is that about?” It’s distinctly anti-Five, and him being actively involved and worried about other’s emotions was not the development she expected to come out of the past decade. Even being aware of other’s emotions would be a big step.

“No idea.” His expression falls as he gives it a second of thought. “I don’t know. Maybe he thinks it’s harder on me because Dad drugged me.”

Allison blinks at the blunt referral to the power-suppressing drugs she only learned about a couple hours ago. Something odd flashes over Viktor’s face, too, as he says it, and his gaze gets sharper on her, almost searching. Unsure what that means, she hesitantly asks, “Is it?”

The look passes. She almost wonders if she imagined it. Viktor shakes his head. “No. I don’t think so, anyway. He sucked but it’s weird that he’s… gone. It felt like he’d be around forever. But… I gave up on any answers or closure with him a long time ago.” He punctuates the point with an exaggerated shrug.

Allison nods. Her own feelings on Dad’s death are complicated. Probably yet another thing she’ll have to untangle with her therapist. For now, she’s happy to leave them knotted and neutral. “Yeah, I know what you mean.”

Silence lapses between them again, almost comfortable. Her mind flits over categorizing who has it hardest over Dad’s death. She immediately discards herself – she’d had a strained but surface-level positive relationship with their father, if the training and abuse were excluded from consideration. Viktor took himself out of the running. Diego is actively throwing as much of a party as he can get away with. Klaus… is Klaus.

She pauses to consider Ben. Dad broke Ben. There are less blunt, probably more correct ways to think about that, but it is the truth. She wouldn’t blame him if he joined in Diego’s celebration attempts, but he’s been nothing but his usual quiet voice of reason as his fiancé flitted around behind his chair. So not Ben.

It's Luther, probably. He lived with Dad the longest, had still been working for him up until his death, had talked to him only last week. He’s trying to turn Dad’s very normal heart attack into a conspiracy, give it more meaning than it has. And it’s certainly not Five—

Five who hadn’t disagreed with Luther’s insistence that Dad’s death wasn’t natural. Five, who argued with Dad every single chance he got, pushed as many boundaries as he could, who pushed himself to the brink in training sessions and – it seems – even now in his career in academia.

Who has asked Viktor four times if he’s doing alright.

She furrows her brow as that conclusion settles. That feels much more like Five than an angle of empathy and altruism. Glancing up, she meets Viktor’s eyes. His brow is similarly furrowed. He just barely tilts his head, confirming that they’ve been thinking on the same trajectory.

“Do you think Five…?” Viktor starts.

“…is projecting?” she finishes.

That sits between them.

Viktor forces a scoff. “No. No way.” As Allison raises an eyebrow, he insists, “He hated Dad.”

“Yeah. They had a weird relationship.”

“All they did was fight. When we got the news he died, he called me to ask if I wanted to grab a celebratory drink when he got into town for the funeral.”

But he still came to the funeral. “Exactly.”

They process it all for another long second. Viktor slumps slightly. “Ugh, there’s no way I could get him to talk about this.”

Allison shakes her head in agreement. There’s not a therapist alive that could get Five to process his probably very messy, very complicated, very fucked up feelings about their dead father. In some small part for how similar he ended up to him.

That’s another uncharitable thought she forces to the back of her mind, into the dark recesses with her ones about Viktor.

That’s not what she’s here to talk about, to dwell on.

[hyunsvngs]

okay my 🧅s on a/b/o incoming and i warn u its kinda long bc im insane so yall are getting this in two parts so u can feel free to like take part 2 and put it under here or smth! i do have to preface i have a sensitive sense of smell and a lot of scents make me nauseous so i don't think of them on first thought

so hyung line first!

Chan: i honestly agree with the ocean/sea breeze, i mean, of course aussie boy who swims smells like the ocean. BUT i also think that like bc scents shift around some that also rainfall/petrichor also falls into his scent, and that like when hes pissed off its like a thunderstorm

BUT! THERES MORE! so when i read fics i have read chan as an omega in fic bc i think it's fascinating the duality of writing. i feel like sea breeze is universal but i have a heavy bias for something sweet and strong like vanilla and bergamot. i think people have said his cologne smells like this? which, cool. mf could smell like a sweet cheesecake and ill eat him up. but also like, i also see him as pack luna(?) so like the idea of like intimidating people off with like a strong heavy burnt cream with an undertone of light citrus or nuttiness in his scent is kinda funny but like, he'd still be intimidating,

lino: okay SO i usually see lino as a beta but as the stats show, he's all over the place. i think in particular from a fic i read, mint stuck with me, and i think that's a very, stark, standout smell. like mint can be cool and calming but also overwhelming. i think scents like that work. I could see like, raspberry ish /grapefruit/basil/ really strong stark scents that can easily be overwhelming, as something for him. i think you guys said chocolate but i dont think thats stark enough. maybe like, orange chocolate, cherry chocolate? i think it really works for any designation BUT i did see one fic say with minho as an omega, magnolia, which i was like woah wow thats a good one but i think he needs more starkness to his scent. i think it just suits him so well.

changbin: OKAY SO changbin is hard to place bc part of me thinks he just smells really clean and like a bit like sweat, which can be nice when its just, clean and soapy. i feel like he tends to get kinda heavier woodsy scents, like sandalwood, teakwood, pine. which i think works. i think i also associated like, amber, which i think also falls under the woodsy scent. i had to go and look it up and one fic i read recently gave omega changbin a cherry scent which had me like hmmmmmmm, maybe. i feel like changbin just smells really good no matter what, and maybe i like the woodsy deeper scents bc thats what my cologne smells like, i do like that teakwood. i do also vibe with it bc upset hed end up smelling like charcoal or a campfire? which personally i love the smell of campfires, makes me feel all warm and cozy.

hyunjin: okay so floral scents all the way. rose, magnolia, lavender, cherry blossom. i definitely think he smells like a meadow, maybe a hint of citrus or fruit right underneath it. fresh, calming, relaxing. maybe also with a hint of rain in it. another one where i dont read enough in any designation to know if i lean certain ways with particular scents but floral all the way with hyunjin. i need to pay more attention when i read!

part 1/2 :) -dream anon

WOWWW OKAY. sooo i really love the idea of chan as pack luna that is INSANE. i can’t believe i didnt think of that i lurv it

and minho with cherry chocolate smell.. thats SO true oh god. okay let me post ur second one and everyone can let us know our 🧅s

[myersmaniac]

~ wish I would’ve~

Pairings: Eddie Munson x Henderson!reader, mentions of past relationship with Steve Harrington x Henderson!reader ( she/her) pronouns.

• no use of y/n

CLIFFHANGER!!!

Flash backs written like this lol💕

Part 1

——————

YOU’RE SO CAUGHT UP IN THIS SOCIAL STATUS BULLSHIT YOU NEVER HAVE TIME FOR ME!

You screamed at Steve as he sat looking completely emotionless, all that mattered to him was keeping up his title of “ king Steve”.

What the actual fuck are you talking about, all I ever do is spend time with you if you ask me we might even spend TO MUCH TIME around each other. Steve replied.

Your jaw almost hit the ground then you began to speak. “ TO MUCH TIME??? THATS WHAT YOU THINK? DONT START WITH ME HARRINGTON; WHEN WE ARE TOGETHER IM NOTHING MORE THAN AN ARM REST, A PROP BESIDE YOU WHILE YOU SIT SHIT TALKING WITH TOMMY.”

THAT ISN’T TRUE, IM TRYING MY BEST. Steve said in his defense.

“ WELL TRY FUCKING HARDER” it might come off a bit harsh but you’ve had enough, when you and Steve first got together it was amazing, you were both so very in love but lately it’s all been feeling one sided. Steve’s taking this king Steve stuff way to serious, he barley even talks to you.

“ NANCY WOULD NEVER HAVE SAID SOMETHING LIKE THAT” Steve screamed, instant regret followed. The silence in the air said more than words ever could. Steve stumbled through his vocabulary trying to figure out how he could fix this. “ baby you know I didn’t-” he started but you quickly cut him off with a simple “we’re done”.

——

It took a few months for you to pull yourself together but you finally came around with the help of Eddie Munson. You had met him through your little brother Dustin, he dropped him off from a hellfire meeting one night and his car broke down right as he pulled up to your house, thankfully they made it there safely but Eddie ended up having to stay the night and the car got fixed in the morning; you spent that night talking to Eddie and you both grew closer by the day and eventually began to become a little more than friends.

Steve knew what he said was wrong, he knew it was all a mistake. Even though you left months ago he still can’t get you off his mind. He’s let go of the whole “ king steve” childish nonsense. You were much more important to him than that but it’s a little to late now.

———

Eddie reached for your hand as you both walked into school. “You look gorgeous today as always m’lady” he said in his cute little accent he does that you love. “ and you as well my prince” you both giggled and pecked at each others lips. Little did you know Steve was watching from afar his heart breaking at the sight of you with another guy. He knew you deserved to be treated well, he didn’t blame you for leaving, he knew he was an asshole but now he’s changed. His heart felt heavy and his eyes fluttered fighting tears. All he could do was walk the other way.

———

Later that day he began his shift at family video which means he also began his ranting about you to Robin. “ I just wish I would’ve listened or said more or done better” Steve spoke. “ ughh” robin said rolling her eyes “ you know Steve this is getting old. You messed up dude, we all do but you’ve seriously got to move on.” “ don’t you think I would if I could? I can’t Robin, I love her.” Steve replied. Before Robin could get any words out the door opened “ welcome to family videos!” Robin said, she picked up her head to greet whoever had came in but that’s when she was met with Eddie. Robin knew you and Eddie had been seeing each other, Steve had mentioned it one, two or a thousand times. All she could give was a soft smile to him. Steve panicked. He didn’t know if you were behind Eddie or if Eddie came to start a fight, every possibility was running through his head except for the fact that he could just be coming to get a movie. So Steve hid behind a cardboard cut out and made a complete fool of himself.

———

Eddie knew you and Steve had dated but he didn’t know to much, he though things ended peacefully and you two didn’t really have that much history but boy was he mistaken.

“ uhhh why did Harrington just run behind a cardboard cut out?” Were Eddie’s first words. Steve swiftly came out from behind the cut out trying to play it off “ not hiding, just cleaning” he was beyond confused right now. Robin just shrugged with embarrassment. “ anyways” Eddie began, “do you guys have sixteen candles?” Steve’s heart was shattered all over again. He knew that was your favorite movie which was probably why Eddie was asking for it right now. “ uhh yeah, I actually have a copy right here, here you go” Robin pulled a copy out from behind the counter that had just been returned earlier that day. “ Thanks” Eddie replied. There had been intense awkwardness in the room the entire time and Eddie honestly didn’t have a clue as to why. He awkwardly waved the movie a little then turned to walk out the door. As soon as he did “ THATS HER FAVORITE MOVIE ROBIN” Steve said “ JESUS CHRIST HARRINGTON ENOUGH!” Robin replied throwing her hands up in defeat. “ they’re probably watching it tonight doing God knows what, I can’t take it any more. That should be me on her bed watching it with her, me holding her not that freak!” Suddenly a cough came from the door. It was Eddie “ I forgot to pay and no one mentioned it but keep your fucking movie.” Eddie tossed the movie and walked out the door.

[mmmmmmmmmmmmsoup]

Yandere x gardener pt.6

warning: SLOW BURN, WE ARE NOT EVEN WALKING, WE ARE CRAWLING OUR WAY THERE, kidnapping, slight nsfw but not really, yandere stuff

you started to wiggle in your sleep, shifting awake. once you sat up and did your morning stretch, you looked around the room.

"huh?" you say a little surprised.

you don't remember going to the guest room and going to bed last night.

'oh dear lord, did I fall asleep in the truck? did Cash carry me to bed??????' you think to yourself. you place your hands upon your cheeks, blushing.

you didn't care to admit it, but you were worried about having feelings for Cash. sure he doesn't talk a hole bunch and at first of knowing each other you didn't know if he even liked you as a human, but deep down he was really sweet. bringing you hot drinks on cold days, making sure you don't work yourself too hard, having lunch together every now and then. not mention his mama, who is the sweetest person in the world! And to put the cherry on the cake, Cash does this... he takes you in, gives you a place to stay for the night, where you will feel safe and be able to rest... its all just-

next thing you know, you hear knocking "oh uh, come in!"

as you lay in bed, Cashes mom opens the door and steps into the room. "mornin, dear! how did you sleep? hopefully better then the last few nights."

"I don't think I've slept better" you chuckle.

"thats good to hear! i just came in to tell you breakfast is just about ready, so don't take too long getting dressed."

"o-oh thank you! I'll be out in just a moment!" you reply

mama smiles and leaves the room, closing the door behind her.

'well, I guess thats my sign to get dressed then.'

you push yourself off the bed and walk towards your bag full of clothes. you still had work today, so you put on your work clothes, nothing fancy.

once you were dressed, you headed out to the kitchen, and there was Cash frying up some bacon while mama was sitting at the table knitting, chatting with her son.

"morning!" you say shyly, not ever being in the ranchers house this early in the morning.

"mornin" Cash says back as he starts to plate the bacon.

once you sit down, cash hands you and mama a plate, it has bacon, pancakes and eggs on it, a nice homemade breakfast.

"thank you...and thank you again for all of this, you guys really didn't have to do this"

"its nothin" Cash says, he takes a seat across from you, with a plate of food for himself.

"so whats the plan for you today?" mama asks

"oh, I still have work today, so I'll be heading out shortly, and once Im done I can come back to grab my stuff and get out of your hair."

....

the room went silent.

" you gonna head back home? already?" mama questions

" well I don't want to over step my welcome"

" do you think you'll be comfortable enough to sleep?" mama asks

" well... I don't know, but either way I can't not go back to my house. at some point I'll have to just deal with it."

...

more silents.

Cash buds in, " how about you stay here for a bit longer..? doesn't have to be a forever thing, but until you fully feel safe to go back, hows that?"

...

you really didn't want to over stay your welcome, but if they were this insistent... plus its true. you don't think you would be able to sleep if you did go back home, home just didn't feel safe right now.

"ok. I'll stay."

mama clapped her hands, "yay! maybe you can give me a hand making cookies this week, family recipe!"

you smile and continue to eat your breakfast.

after your meal you pack your car with your tools and head off to work.

-------Time Skip--------

it had almost been a week since you chose to stay at the ranch, mama loved having you around and having someone to bake goods with.

you and Cash have talked a lot more and he seems content in your presents.

Cash was actually loving all of this week. you coming home after work, bonding with his mama... it made him feel like you guys were a happy married couple. he loved the sent you left in the house, it just smelled more like you. he loved seeing you come out of your room, in comfy clothing, looking relaxed.

and thank god his mama goes to bed early cause the things he does at night...

he sniffs the pillows lol. like once everyone is in bed, he goes out to the living room where you usually sit, and sniffs the cushions. he has had to fight the urge of using your toothbrush. sometimes he'll try and do the laundry before mama can, just so he can handle your clothes, he also sniffs them, yes the underwear too.

he's aware that the gardening season is coming to a close, and at first he was sad about not seeing you until spring, but now that your basically living with him, he doesn't have to worry about that anymore!

or at least he thought...

Cash was sitting in the living room, taking a break from ranching. you come in from outside.

"hey can I talk to you about something?" you ask

you choose to sit next to Cash, wearing your work clothes.

Cash hums, signalling you to continue.

"so this week is the last week of gardening, so after today your garden will be prepped for the winter and I won't need to work outside anymore."

Cash nods his head, hearing what your saying.

'maybe she can stay here more in the day, we could have lunch together, maybe she would want to help out with the cows' Cash thinks to himself, daydreaming of you and him alone, in the truck.

"I also wanna say thank you for allowing me to stay here with you and your mom, and I'm happy to say... I found a new place to live?"

That got Cashes attention real quick, he sits up slightly, eyebrows raised, "what?"

"yeah! i figured I would never really feel safe after what happend, so I have been doing some research and I found a new place to move into!"

This is the last thing Cash wanted to hear. so not only are you done gardening, but your moving? so he really won't be able to see you until spring.

"wha- when are you moving?"

"tomorrow, the day after I'm done working on your garden! all I need to do is sign some papers, and I'll have a new place!"

"what about all of your stuff?" Cash questions.

"I'm getting movers to come in on the same day, to move everything"

"have you told mama yet?"

"I have! she's a little sad to see me go but she seems happy for me"

Cash was feeling dizzy, he was enjoying having you here, living with him, and now your just... gonna go?? this can't be happening, no this won't happen, this can't happen.

Cash looks towards you, an odd expression on his face. you can't pin point it, but your sensing some discomfort from him.

"...I'll give you a moment to think about whats happening, I better get back to work anyways..." you stand up making your way to the door.

Cash is spinning out of control. only on the inside of course, on the outside he's just hunched over sitting in a chair.

he stands up walking over to your bedroom, as he opens the door, he looks into the room scanning all your belongings. this will be all gone, no one here to keep this room warm, no more of your little nick nacks around the house. you'll just turn into another stranger until spring, and then he'll have to work your relationship back from the bottom. what if you meet someone before then?

Cash closes your bedroom door and walks over to the window that peers out towards the garden. thankfully your back was turned towards the house, so you didn't see the Rancher staring at you.

you won't be here anymore. just thinking of a life with out you makes his chest feel tight.

Who’s he gonna come home to have a long day of work? Yes he has his ma. But it’s not the same, he needs someone he can hold close, someone he can bring to bed with, someone he can have kids with…

He could imagine it so perfectly too. You a gardener, him a rancher. during the winter season when it’s too cold for you to work, you just stay home making warm meals and caring for his ma, or you join him at work sometimes, while he’s feeding the cows, your in the truck keeping cozy… and maybe in a few years, you two have a few kids running around. One girl, one boy.

He can’t just let you slip away like this, and miss out on the life you two could have.

the sun was setting and you had nearly finished your work for the day, the garden was done and ready for winter, and all you had to do is put everything away.

you gathered the tools and headed towards the shed. As your in the shed, putting everything away, a shadow is casted over you, you look over your shoulder seeing Cash standing in the door way.

"oh hey Cash, whats up?"

...

Cash didn't respond, which wasn't really out of the ordinary for him. you turn around fully facing him.

" hey i just need to squeeze past you, if thats ok..." you try to shuffle around him, but oddly enough he doesn't let you pass. you look up at him, somethings off. his face hold a darker expression and his eye look dangerous.

"y'know y/n..." Cash speaks, looking around the shed.

he spots a rubber mallet on a shelf near him. he starts to reach for it.

"I've really enjoyed the time you've spent here, at my home."

Cash now has the rubber mallet fully in his hands.

"...and i think this... could be your home too"

you step back, away from him "haha... your kinda scaring me Cash"

"I think you should stay here." Cash says, but by the way he says it, you know it's not a suggestion.

you start to breath heavy, unsure of whats really about to happen, all you know, is that you gotta get out of this fucking shed.

you bolt, you don't try to squeeze past him, bumping shoulders, no, you head straight between his legs.

He clearly wasn't expecting you to do that and to be so fast at it. he tries to bring his legs together hoping you will get trapped in the process, but you just manage to squeeze out beneath him.

you just start running, heading in the direction of the house. you run through the garden, but before you can make it half way, you feel a heavy pain in your head. you fall to the ground, everything looks blurry and your head is spinning, you feel something heavy rest on your back. before you pass out, the last thing you see is a shadow casted on the dirt ground in front of you.

Cash looked down at you, your limp body no longer putting up a fight. As he sat on your back, he let out a sigh. he grabbed some rope from his coat pocket and started to tie your hands together.

"I didn't want to do this darlin, but you left me no choice..." Cash tied the last knot and stood up. he picked up your limp body and carried you to a special place he had planned.

my god. all weekend I have had nothing to do so I've just been writing up a storm. I wrote this with my laptop, I find thats its smoother to do. do ya'll notice anything within the writing compared to me writing on my phone?

[scover-va]

Oh yeah since ive realized i cant do one big masterpost abt my security breach rewrite like i wanted due to image limit stuff (i did all the art on my phone and trying to get it on desktop is a painful process), im just making lil snippet posts to slowly feed you guys information. As per usual, it’s a long post so all the info will be under the cut

Starting off! Protagonist role is shifted over to Vanessa (Gregory still plays a decently important role story-wise, but he loses his protag rights), the ‘gameplay’ (said like that bc its hypothetical. Im not making a game) being split into two sections: the Dayshift Phase, and the Nightshift Phase.

Dayshift Phase (which is the focus of this post) is very simple in nature, but also the part that I have less specific details for at the moment due to it being less impactful on the overall story.

Essentially, Vanessa spends this phase running a variety of errands and tasks within the Pizzaplex, spread across over the span of a 5 day work week. For obvious reasons. While the majority of tasks come from whoever her higher ups are (the newest ceo of fazent will be revealed in a later post), there are a few oddballs mixed in thanks to the 80’s serial killer that lives inside her head. Because we’re ignoring Mimic in this au. At least for now. William has no physical presence in the rewrite though, he’s moreso haunting the narrative just as much as he’s haunting Vanessa. It’s complicated and I’ll get into the changes in a different posts where I’ll discuss the changes that have been made to the Glitchtrap situation, as well as discuss the other employees mentioned in Help Wanted.

The map itself doesn’t change too much. Glamrock Bonnie gets to live in this au (i needed him alive and present for. Reasons I’ll discuss when I get to the Nightshift Phase) and Glamrock Chica gets an actual, proper attraction, which is a rollerskating rink. Yes this means her feet/talons/whatever-the-term-is double as heelys.

But, to start off, here’s the main gal herself!

Vanessa, obviously, gets the rainbow hair back. Because it was the most iconic part of Vanny before SB came out imo. She’s a bit more of an anxious mess, but I would be too if I was under the psychological influence of a serial killer. Her job pretty much stays the same, now working both dayshift and nightshift at the Pizzaplex. Because in true FazEnt fashion, the employees are not treated fantastically.

She doesn’t like talking about either of the founders for wildly different reasons. William because she’s forced to co-exist with him and he has caused great internal suffering over the past five years (Help Wanted takes place in 2033, whereas Security Breach takes place in 2038, so it’s been a long five years for her), and Henry for reasons I’ve touched up on in the past and will further discuss in a later post.

And without further ado, here is her collection of coworkers! Minus her boss

And essentially all information you see here is all the information I have on them, besides a few minor facts. I won’t state them here partially because it’s an uneven amount of facts between them all and partially because tumblr is now running incredibly slow, however if anyone asks things I can and will answer to the best of my ability. Will I ever figure out the specifics for the dayshift phase’s tasks? Maybe! We’ll see

Anyways that’s all for now, I just wanted to show off the girl of the hour as well as her coworkers before I resumed today’s fnaftober piece because it relates to vanny in the ruin part of the rewrite and giving details for the ruin part before the base game part feels wrong. Alright thats all ty

[pariskim]

i know next to nothing abt jrwi but i would love to hear about this au

YAY YIPPEE YAHOOO!!!!! jumps around in circles thank u my beloved mutuals. uhmm. more in depth explanation under cut because i accidentally wrote like five paragraphs. sorry.

idk how much people know about daemons because im insane and autistic. but theyre a part of a persons soul that shows in the form of an animal, often shifting forms til the person reaches a level of maturity (some people say adulthood, but i dont think thats entirely accurate) and they stay in that form forever (unless theres a traumatic life changing event) and it makes me soooooo. the most basic explanation is that the human and the animal make up one personhood but have different personalities and ideals and shit. ANYWAYS. riptide tide. gils is obviously pretzel. Duh. and shes still a frogtopus which i think made him upset as a kid bc shes like 🥹 and hes standing there in full armor like hm. this is unfortunate. and then they become bffs for life. gillion pretzel most healthy human daemon connection its true its true. chips daemon adelina shifted a lot but was generally something fun and domestic and then erm. the black sea and reuben. and it takes them a long time to figure shit out but adelina eventually settles as a dragonfly which has a Ton of symbolism because I'm crazy. they bicker a lot playfully and actually fight a lot especially before leaving price but theyre very close and protective of each other. jay and her daemon leander areee. they have Problems ❤️ ESPECIALLY YYY before the block. Leander Never settled and she has problems w him and its a lot. Pretzel and gil figured out their problems at age 12 and shes 20 ripping her hair out going FUUCCCKKKKK!!!!!! and its silly i adore them. After she faces off against her dad and like. Emotionally matures and understands who she really wants to be leander stops trying to be something hes not and i think hed settle as a ferret :-) and they still like mess w each other but with none of the genuine anger from beforehand. i think they are all just :-) family... best friends in the world