#my friends used to play it at sleepovers to freak me out and i would tearfully beg them to turn it off it was so patnetic

[lambheartedgirl]

my most shameful secret is that i have a genuine phobia of that shia labeouf cannibal song and if u play it to me i will cry. it's just so atmospheric

[666writingcafe]

I'd like an order of “Look at your reflection. Look at how gorgeous you are. So fucking gorgeous when we're fucking you like this." "So pretty for us, and only for us.” Beel and Satan pretty please!

Order #3

"Look at your reflection. Look at how gorgeous you are. So fucking gorgeous when we're fucking you like this." "So pretty for us, and ONLY for us." Beel x MC x Satan

Author's Note: I'm going to be referencing this. The more I wrote, the more this turned into a mini fic, so it'll take a while to get to the juicy stuff. Also, I altered the requested line slightly to make it a little less wordy, but it's the same general message.

One

Before Project Friendship, Satan and Beelzebub weren't that close. It was the classic case of brain versus brawn, and Satan didn't think he had much in common with his brother. He certainly didn't understand why Beel would constantly stare at him. The first couple of times, he thought Beel was simply zoning out, but then it kept happening, and Satan began getting annoyed. Why was his brother looking at him like that, anyway? Did he think Satan was a freak, just like everyone else did?

Satan initially found it odd that the two of them were paired together for this little sleepover at the castle, but he decided it would be the perfect opportunity to confront Beel about his staring, because it was sure to happen at some point during their stay.

And it did, on the very first night as the two of them were getting ready for bed. Satan was reading one of the books he brought along with him when he felt eyes intently on him.

"Why do you do that?!" he snarls, snapping his book shut and nearly slamming it on the bedside table. "It's bad enough when Belphie does it, and he's a lot smaller than you are. You doing it is downright creepy." Beel mumbles something, and Satan feels more enraged.

"Oh, so you're brave enough to gawk, but not to speak? Typical air-headed jock. Is there even an actual thought in your head, or is it stuffed full of cheeseburgers and french fries?"

"And you wonder why I don't talk." Beel's bluntness paired with a sudden glare shuts Satan up. "I've wanted to develop a better relationship with you for a while, but I was afraid you'd push me away like this. After all, what do I have to offer? I'm not nearly as intelligent as some of your other friends, right? I couldn't possibly understand the intricacies of the subtexts in the books you read; I'm just an air-headed jock."

The only thing Satan can manage to reply is,

"You've been reading my books?"

"Well, not your copies. I didn't want to damage them, because I know a lot of them are really valuable. But what I could find in RAD's library, I have read, including the one you brought with you." Satan glances at the book on the nightstand.

"The Blighted Marigold? I didn't think you were into mysteries."

"The author is behind a series of books that inspired some of Levi's video games. Mercury's Demise, I believe it's called. Belphie and I played them a couple of times with him, and I found myself sucked into the game's story. I ended up binging the entire series in a month. The way he writes made me feel like I was one of the characters, and I wanted to see if he'd published anything else."

"When did you find the time? Those books are massive!" Beel shrugs.

"I made time, Satan. Isn't that something you're familiar with doing?" Beel has him there. In some ways, their schedules are similarly packed with extracurricular activities.

"Did you finish this?" Satan asks, picking up the book again.

"Yes."

"I'm about halfway through this, and I can't figure out who the killer is. Usually I can by this point in a mystery, but for some reason I'm completely stumped."

"That's because the suspects are all red herrings." Beel can tell that his brother's completely dumbfounded. "They all have motives for killing Mr. Marigold, which makes it more difficult to discern the killer. But it's not any of them. It's someone that almost fades into the background but shows up time and time again. They don't say much, but that's intentional. By remaining quiet, they can get away with the murder and have one of the loudmouths put behind bars."

"You mean..." Satan trails off, his eyes suddenly widening. "Isabella?!" Beel nods his head. "But how? Why?"

"Standard poisoning. As for the why, I don't want to spoil too much for you, so I'll just tell you this: in the first couple of chapters, there are a couple of seemingly throwaway lines, but they turn out to be the very thing the detective needed to solve the case."

"And when did you figure this out?"

"After the reading of the will and Isabella's reaction to it in the next chapter."

"But that takes place in chapters two and three!" Beel shrugs.

"Pays to observe people."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Have you ever wondered why I don't say much?"

"I just assumed you didn't have anything to offer to the conversation." Beel sighs.

"So does everyone else. Even Belphie, and he knows me better than most." He pauses. "The truth is, I spend a lot of time people-watching. I make mental notes of their behavior so that I can interact with them better."

"For example?"

"Levi rambles around people he finds cute. He used to clam up, but he realized people found that weird, so he's overcompensating by talking a mile a minute. He's lucky MC finds it endearing, because his info-dumping would annoy anyone else he was trying to pursue." Satan tilts his head.

"Now you've made me curious. What else have you picked up from us?"

"The shade of Asmo's nails matches his mood. Lighter colors mean he's generally happy, while darker colors indicate his moodiness. Lucifer will grant permission to anything you ask him after four glasses of Demonus, but five will have him crying about the war, and six will make him angry and irritable. Mammon sometimes sneaks out at night to various orphanages and entertains the kids there for a few hours. They like giving him cheaply-made fabric pins, usually shaped like stars, and he attaches them to items he rarely uses as to not damage them."

"What about me?" Beel looks directly into Satan's eyes.

"You grip the spines of your books whenever you're angry but trying not to blow up in someone's face. That's how I know to keep my distance."

~~~

Two

"Diavolo's going to drop out soon." Satan glances up from his script with a confused look on his face.

"Did he say something to you?" he asks, prompting Beel to shake his head.

"His performance isn't quite as convincing as it once was. His character is supposed to be betrothed to Lucifer's, and yet it seems as though his heart's not in it anymore."

"Maybe he's having a hard time focusing." Beel snorts in bitter amusement.

"That's an understatement." Satan sets his script down on the nightstand.

"Clearly you're seeing something that I'm not. Would you care to explain what that is?"

"The nature of the love triangle is changing. Diavolo and MC are no longer at odds with each other."

"I have noticed that," Satan replies. "MC's stay here at the castle has allowed them to form a pretty solid friendship."

"I'd say it's more than friendship at this point." Satan's eyes widen. "It's possible that MC's oblivious to this, but Diavolo's developing a pretty strong crush on them. His touch and gaze lingers on them a bit too long for it to be him simply protecting them as they're healing from their mental breakdown."

"It upsets you, doesn't it?" Beel sighs.

"I know it shouldn't."

"I didn't mean to sound judgemental, Beel. I was simply making an observation. I can tell that talking about this is making you tense up." Silence. Beel looks down at his script, but he's not reading any of the words on the page. Instead, he's hoping to zone out long enough to block out his simmering rage.

"You're doing that in front of the wrong person," Satan warns Beel. "My presence tends to shorten others' fuses. It'd be better if you simply let it out while you still have control." Another sigh as Beel sets his script down on the bed.

"I want them. For myself. I know it's silly and never going to happen given how we all feel about them, but it's something that I continue craving. There are times where it overtakes my hunger for food. I can eat and eat and eat, but there isn't a single dish that's an adequate replacement for MC. Not when I get in that kind of mood, anyway."

"There's something rather addicting about them, isn't there?"

"Yes. It's like a constant sugar rush."

"Dopamine."

"Same concept, though. The more you have it, the more you want it, which makes you have it even more. It's a vicious cycle."

"And Diavolo has a tendency to hoard things he really enjoys." Satan briefly pauses. "Like a dragon."

"Exactly. Theoretically, he could order us to stay away from MC so that he doesn't have to share them with us, and we'd be powerless to stop him." Beel looks away from Satan, suddenly feeling ashamed. "And we wonder why MC's growing more annoyed with us. We're treating them like an object and forgetting that they're capable of making their own decisions. If they want to spend more time with Diavolo, then who am I to stop them? It's not like they're exclusively tied to any of us." The two brothers sit quietly as Satan mulls over Beel's words. In a lot of ways, they mirror his own internal dialogue regarding MC.

"I have an idea," he states after a few minutes. Beel narrows his eyes.

"It better not get us in trouble. We're still in hot water for what happened last night in the kitchen."

"Don't worry, it's nothing that destructive. In fact, it won't even happen until MC's settled back in at the House. But it does require some planning. Our schedules--" Satan gestures between the two of them. "--have to line up during a time when everyone else--" His fingers quickly circle the air. "--is busy and, more importantly, out of our hair."

"Why?"

"Because we need to tell MC how we feel without worrying about someone interrupting us. It might take a while, and it may get a bit noisy."

~~~

Three

A Few Weeks After MC's Return to the House of Lamentation

MC's not entirely sure how their evening turned out this way. They were studying when they heard a knock on their bedroom door, and opening it revealed Satan and Beel on the other side. When the two brothers got settled, they began telling MC how they were feeling, and the three of them had a rather long but insightful conversation. Given its length, MC thought that Beel and Satan merely wanted to get some things off their chest before it drove them crazy.

As it turns out, they had other plans.

The second Beel had finished talking, his lips were on MC's. A moment later, Satan was nibbling on their neck. Beel had lifted MC onto his lap, and their hands were buried in his hair as he continued kissing them. The sensation of Satan's teeth was driving MC wild. They had no idea Satan was this good with his mouth, and they were already anticipating where else he could use it.

Once Satan felt like he'd left a satisfactory mark on their skin, he gently pulls on MC's earlobe with his teeth.

"Would you like us to fuck you, darling?" he purrs. "We'll take such good care of you. Just say the word."

"Please."

"Hmm?"

"Please, fuck me." Satan smiles against their neck.

"Your wish is our command."

Beel lifts MC into his arms and carries them over to their bed, carefully places them in the center. MC watches as Satan and Beel remove their shirts. Their eyes drink in the sight of the brothers' exposed skin. No matter how many times they've seen the brothers shirtless, MC can't help but marvel at their physique. While Beel is certainly more muscular and toned, Satan isn't nearly as scrawny as he might appear with clothes on.

The two of them crawl onto the bed, each settling on either side of MC. Satan gently cups their face, running his thumb along their cheek.

"You are so precious," he murmurs.

"Like a piece of candy." Beel's lips graze the side of MC's neck. "Sweeter than anything I've ever tasted."

"A sweet delicacy that's all for us." Beel's mouth captures MC's again as Satan begins undressing them.

"You're going to make such beautiful noises for us, aren't you?"

"I'll scream your names loud enough to wake the dead." The two men chuckle.

"Now that would be an interesting conversation to have with the others." Beel's kisses slowly move downwards, eventually landing on MC's chest. His tongue flicks over their nipple before his teeth graze the skin, drawing out a sharp hiss from MC.

"Be gentle," they whine.

"Don't mind me. I'm merely playing with my food." His fingers pinch their other nipple, causing MC to whimper.

"That's an understatement," Satan scoffs.

"They're so sensitive." Beel's fingers tug and twist, the motion drawing louder and louder moans from MC. "I could do this all day." Satan quietly moves closer to the pair and slides a hand down MC's pants.

"Well, well, well. Did being teased turn you on that much?" His fingers push past the waistband of MC's underwear, and he begins gently stroking their slit.

"So soft," he hums.

"Can I have a taste?" Beel pleads.

"I suppose." Satan's hands move away from MC's center, allowing Beel to finish undressing them. Once MC is nude, Beel spreads their legs wide. He leans in and takes a deep inhale, his eyes briefly closing.

"Heaven," he breathes. His tongue darts out and swipes along their folds, causing MC to shudder.

"You taste amazing," Beel purrs.

"I think I'll have a taste too." Satan's mouth lands on the side of MC's neck, kissing and biting the flesh. MC's back arches, pressing their center against Beel's face as they begin riding his tongue.

"Oh, they like that," Satan chuckles. His hand slips underneath MC's ass, and his finger lightly strokes their hole. "What do you say we give them some more pleasure?"

"Yes, please," MC whines. Satan grins.

"Well, since you asked so nicely." His mouth moves away from their skin, and MC immediately misses the feeling of his teeth on their neck. The sensation is short-lived, however, as Beel's fingers slip inside them, quickly finding their g-spot.

"I think it's only fair if you also give me a treat," Satan tells them. He sits up and removes his pants, letting them drop to the floor. That's all the instruction MC needs. Soon, they're sucking on his dick like their life depended on it.

Satan moans and his fingers thread through MC's hair, gripping it tightly.

"That's it. Let me fill your throat with my cock. You're taking me so well." As they suck him off, MC can feel Beel's fingers curling, the tips grazing their g-spot. A third finger joins the first two, and soon MC is seeing stars. The pleasure's so intense, and they can't help but buck their hips against Beel's hand.

Satan briefly glances at MC's mirror before doing a double take. Its current image, in his opinion, is nothing short of a work of art.

"Look at your reflection," he murmurs. "Look how gorgeous you are when we're fucking you like this."

"You're so pretty for us," Beel quietly adds. "And ONLY for us."

Taglist: @lost-in-time-wanderer, @fuzztacular, @dianedancer18, @sweetbrier2908, @flare-love, @completelyshatteredbrokenmschf, @thunderlightning351, @l3v1chan, @anxious-chick, @5mary5, @expressionless-fr, @tenkobitch, @budbuddnbuddy

[kairiscorner]

Can I request Gwen and Miles with a reader whose insanely good at skateboarding?

hi anon !! sure sure :DD HOPING YOU LIKE THIS >:DDD

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

gwen stacy and miles morales with a skater reader (headcanons and short fics!)

i like to think that miles and gwen would have been really stoked to be your friend when they witnessed those cool stunts you pulled with your skateboard, LIKEEEEE THEY WERE STARSTRUCK WHEN THEY WATCHED YOU SKATE AND ALL

they'd try hard to look cool in front of you when your gaze went their way, and they'd freak out a little before they try getting themselves together :')

"miles, MILES, THEY'RE LOOKING THIS WAY" gwen said as she grabbed miles by the collar of his hoodie, as he looked your way and noticed your very confused gaze. miles' eyes widened as he grabbed gwen by the arms and shook her. "THEY'RE LOOKING THIS WAY?" "YES, THEY'RE LOOKING THIS WAY, NOW CALM DOWN" "I AM CALM"

then when you walk over close to them they lean against a railing and try to look cool, with miles almost falling down and losing his balance, but he catches himself and looks at you and goes, "hey" (LOOK AT MILES RIZZ MORALES GO)

when you ask them why they're looking at you, they try to cover it up when you just look them down until they admit that yes, they were staring...... BUT THAT'S BECAUSE YOU'RE SO COOL OK, THEY WANNA BE TAUGHT BY YOU

"that's no problem, just follow me down here," you tell them as you kick up your skateboard and skate downward a slope. they look at each other and back at you, then back at each other and high five each other. "we got them to teach us, THIS IS AMAZING"

you try teaching them all the kinds of moves you knew were easy, and they were really good at them tbh, though they cheated a bit with their spider powers bc ykyk, gotta show off to the great skateboarding legend they've been idolizing for weeks now :>

when gwen tries to freestyle a little, miles competes with her and tries to one up her in a battle of impressing you--it's a friendly competition for the most part, with them chuckling and play fighting while they try to keep your attention on them.

they both do mess up at the end and slightly hurt themselves, but you tend to them and ensure that they're both okay :')

"wow, you two... are so good yet so goofy." you point out with a soft chuckle as they lay there on the ground, chuckling and groaning slightly as you help them both up. "yeah, well, at least we got a laugh out of the legendary skateboarder." miles said as he looked at you with a smirk. gwen lightly punched him as she looked up at you with a grin. "just wanted to show you we did more than just learn from you, are we... official part of your cool squad now?" she asked as she looked at you a little nervously. you smiled as you got off your skateboard and shook both their hands. "you two were always part of my... 'cool squad', you two basically formed it now since... i want to be friends with you two." you admitted a little bashfully as they looked at each other when you said that and grabbed each others' shoulders.

"WE BECAME FRIENDS WITH THEM OH MY GOD"

and from then on, you two became a trio--skating to and from school as much as you could, hanging out at each others' places for a sleepover or a friends' night, and finding all sorts of cool, undiscovered places where you three could skate for a little and perform new stunts.

you three were there for each others' newest scars and scrapes from skating and to film each others' newest stunts. of course, you were always the one carrying the med kits in case anyone got hurt and always had their phone charged and a map in hand if you got lost and/or needed medical assistance or someone to pick you guys up.

and honestly, this is the sweetest friendship you have ever experienced in a long while--with miles and gwen adoring you and admiring all your awesome tricks and stunts, and with you getting prouder and prouder of them the better they got 🫶🫶🫶

tags !! @k4tsu3 @fiannee @luvstarrstruck @toneystank-3000 @ii01vq @maxoloqy @solecitoszn

[shelbgrey]

Next to me(Emmett Cullen)

Chapter 18: chess and suspicious minds

Requested by: @magical-spit

Table of contents

I tossed and turned in Emmett's bed. He was gone hunting with Jasper and we all knew he needed to blow off some steam. It didn't help the fact I sat there with millions of thoughts running threw my head.

After about ten minutes I claimed out of bed and walked down the flight of stairs that lead to the main room of the house. The house really was gorgeous, I've never seen a design quite like it.

I was quite as I traved through the house, not wanting to disturb anyone. I went to the unused kitchen and got a glass of water in hopes to calm my brain down.

“are you okay?” I soft voice said suddenly. I flinched and carlisle put his hands up with a soft smile. “sorry, I didn't mean to scare you”

He set his book down on the counter as I rinsed my cup out. “where is everyone?” I asked. “out hunting and my wife left to send some disings in for work”

I nodded softly, still slightly out of it. Carlisle titled his head as he studied my troubled face. “something on your mind?”

I didn't know what to say. Dr. Cullen was still a stranger to me but at the sametime I felt like I could trust him, but I shrugged. Carlisle nodded and set infront of me.

“perhaps would could play a game? It might take your mind off things”

“okay” I nodded. Carlisle smiled softly and grabbed a red and white chess board. We played in silence for a while, it was a comforting silence but enough was enough.

“I just got a little freaked out by Emmett's driving tonight is all... He was angry at some guys that tried to jump me and Rose” I said moving my queen towrds one of his pawns.

“Emmett told me... He was afraid he was gonna kill them... Fall off the wagon and drink human blood.” carlisle said.

“my parents died in a car crash... Me and Owen almost didn't make it our selves” I said, Carlisle's gold eyes traveled to me giving me soft expression. “I'm tired of feeling so crappy everytime I think about them... I try to think of the good stuff but it doesn't help”

“it will hurt for a while... That's a given, but after a while it'll hurt less when you think about them” Carlisle said.

“my mom passed away giving birth to me, so I can't really tell you I know how you feel” carlisle sighed. “as terrible as it sounds I gotten used to loss during my 200+ years of living”

“I'm sorry” I whispered. Carlisle smiled softly. “nothing to be sorry about... And you win” he said folding his hands on the table. Staring the the board that held my victory.

I chuckled. “yeah...thanks for the talk Dr. Cullen”

“please... Call me carlisle” he smiled. “and you have a lot of people still looking out for you including us.

~~~~~~~~(.......)~~~~~~~~

It was Saturday so I spent most of the day with the cullens. We didn't do much, mostly watched movies and talked. The best thing about today was when Edward showed me the song he wrote for Bella, Edward was a hopeless romantic and its adorable.

Later that night I came home to Charlie and owen watching the Red Soxs game “hey, how was the sleepover with the Cullen girls?” Charlie asked.

“it was nice” I said setting my bag by the door. “Bella's looking for you” Charlie said taking a sip of his beer.

Before I could move Bella called out from her room. “Y/n!” I rolled my eye and went up stairs to Bella's room.

“you bellowed?” I asked opening the door after entering. “I think Emmett and Edward are vampires... Or at least Edward” my eyes widened and I quickly latched the door.

“keep your voice down... And why would you think that?” I asked setting on her bed. She grabed her Labtop pushed in my face. “Edward has done all of this or he has one of theses traits”

“Bella this is insane” I said not wanting to out my boyfriend and best friend. Bella sighed and snapped her Labtop shut.

“Edward is your best friend and Emmett's your boyfriend, your telling me you haven't noticed anything out of the ordinary?”

“Edward is just out of the ordinary, we all know that” I joked. Bella sighed and grabbed a hared back book about the mine and Sam's tribe leadgens. “I'm being serious!”

“Bella, there are no such thing as vampires” Bella rolled her eyes. “I thought you of all people would believe me”

I couldn’t tell her she was right, I didn't even know if she would keep it a secret. She couldn't know about the creatures that roam our world.

I stood up with a sigh. “I'm going to bed Bella”

When got to my room I saw Emmett lying on my bed reading one of my Harry Potter books. I smiled closing my door. “making ourselves at home, are we?”

He smirked and snapped the book cosed. “I missed you” he said holding his arms out. I rolled my eyes and cuddled into his chest. “you saw me all day today”

“it wasn't long enough” he said wrapping his arms around me. “your such a sap”

“only for you” he said kissing the top of my head. “Bella knows” Emmett sighed.

“she's suspicious” I said into his chest. “we'll let Eddie deal with this one”

“agreed” Emmett said running his fingers through my hair. Before I knew it I was fast asleep on his chest with the thoughts of Bella knowing the truth running through my head.

A/n: sorry this was so short, but I promised I'd have a new chapter out.

[unclewaynemunson]

Jeff is one of my favorite characters and I think we should start a post of all our favorite Jeff headcanons. He and Freak get left out in almost every Eddie-centric fic I read, with his "best friend" being either Gareth or Chrissy, and I'm tired of it. Jeff is wonderful. Here's my hc's:

- Jeff and Eddie have been best friends since middle school. They started CC and Hellfire together.

- they went to the Snowball together and rigged the bubble machine to spew bubbles during the slow dance songs. The dance had to end early and Jeff and Eddie never got caught

- Jeff's parents loves Eddie. They used to have sleepovers at each other's place almost every weekend.

- Jeff was the first person Eddie came out to. Jeff tried to be surprised and "that's great, man, thanks for telling me!" But Eddie saw right through that.

- Eddie is afraid of geese and spiders. Jeff thinks this is fucking hilarious.

- post-Vecna, Jeff is the one Eddie reconnects with first. Eddie tells him everything, despite the NDAs and Steve's warnings. Jeff believes him, because he knows there's wacky shit going on in Hawkins, and he's seen Eddie's wounds.

- they have that kind of friendship that nothing can break. Even if they don't see or talk to each other for years, because Life Happens and people lose touch, they'll always have part of themselves carved out for their best friend.

Ok, that's all I got for now, and sorry for the long ask! I just love Jeff so much and he (and Freak, too, because Freak gets ignored because of fatphobia) deserves just as much love and attention as Gareth gets.

What are your Jeff and Eddie headcanons?

I am loving this Jeff love and your headcanons, thank you so much for sending this to me!!! <3

I think with Unnamed Freak things are a bit different bc, yaknow, he doesn't have a name. For me at least that makes me hesitant to write about him so I don't wanna go as far as to say it's all bc he's fat (even though I'm not gonna deny that that probably also plays a part in how popular he is in this fandom urgh). Anyway, yes this fandom certainly does Jeff dirty. I think it's this gross combination of racism and people copying a lot from already existing stories, characterizations and headcanons without much critical thinking of their own (which baffles me, if you're creative enough to write a story please use that creativity for some originality ffs). Anyway, this is gonna turn into a rant again can you tell I'm still annoyed? so let's turn to something more positive now, like my headcanons for our beloved Jeff:

He was the first person in Hawkins (after Wayne obviously) that Eddie got close to. For Jeff it was kinda the same, being a black, nerdy boy in this town had been very isolating for him and Eddie was his first real friend.

Unnamed Freak made their duo into a trio a bit later. All the others in the group (including Gareth) were Eddie's "lost little sheepies" who he sought out to protect. This means that Jeff and Unnamed Freak are the only people who don't borderline worship Eddie but see him (and love him) for who he is including all his flaws. They're also the only ones not afraid to call him out on his bullshit.

Jeff's mom is really cool. Her name is Pauline and she's not like Jeff at all (she was a cheerleader in high school). Despite their differences they love each other a lot. (Jeff's mom is actually heavily featured in one of the fics I wrote so I got her all fleshed out lmao)

He has two little twin sisters. They're friends with Erica, one of them is one of her friends we meet in the mall in s3. He has this typical hate-love relationship with his sisters: they fight a lot, but at the end of the day, he would die for them.

HE'S BISEXUAL

While he can't wait to get out of Hawkins and to a place that'll be more accepting of him, he doesn't want to move too far away from his family.

He's the most loyal friend in the world, 100% a ride-or-die kinda guy

While he does love metal a lot, his guilty pleasure is Tina Turner

Tell me all your Jeff headcanons i wanna hear more about him!

[eatingstringcheese]

headcanons - tenya iida

in which we dive into the world of headcanons for tenya iida

warnings: none

❬ 🖉 ❭ ━━ GENERAL

»❁» this boy brushes his teeth after every meal, no need for Colgate Whitening Strips here

»❁» his eye sight is fucked because he used to stay up and read in the dark

»❁» "pog, yeet, cap" and other internet slang confuses him but that's okay

»❁» holding doors is a hobby for him

»❁» his favorite songs are Fly Me To The Moon, Break My Stride, and Moral of the Story

»❁» book smart himbo level 100

»❁» he has dry eyes and wants to wear contacts but can't because they give him a headache

»❁» he likes to organize for fun

»❁» he uses the Suave 2-in-1 body wash thing

»❁» his cologne = Versace Dylan Blue

»❁» sweaters, khakis, and button downs are his casual clothes, hoodies and t-shirts scare him

»❁» king of dark/light academia aesthetic

»❁» the american school system pisses him off

»❁» Turbo and Bolt are his favorite movies

»❁» he likes skincare but barely knows a thing about it

»❁» he's a very big supporter of the LGBTQ+ community and loves to educate people on gay and trans rights

❬ 🖉 ❭ ━━ BEST FRIENDS

»❁» you guys met because you were failing in class and Iida volunteered to tutor you. his uptight nature and your laid back attitude rubbed off on each other and now you're almost inseparable

»❁» he talks about you to his family a lot

»❁» he's pretty over-protective so you coined him with the nickname "dad"

»❁» your hangouts consist of movies (he lets you pick) and then skin care because he likes it and you're pretty good at it

»❁» when you guys have sleepovers he wants to get to bed at a good time but you end up laughing your ass off at the smallest things while tenya tries to quiet you down

»❁» if you tell him you're hungry he'd hesitate to ask where you wanna go because he cares about you but knows you want fast food or sweets which is not the healthiest of options

»❁» you tried to teach him some internet trends but he failed

»❁» when you're cold he'll give you his uniform jacket (at school) or the sweater he's wearing

»❁» you bought him a t-shirt that said "#1 Dad", he was very offended. not by what the shirt said, just the fact that you dared to buy him a t-shirt

»❁» you make fun of his stiff movements and he pretends to hate it (he doesn't, he thinks it's funny)

»❁» worries about you alot

❬ 🖉 ❭ ━━ DATING

»❁» he asked you out during one of your tutoring sessions, a date at the mall food court

»❁» your mall date was chaotic, you went to the arcade, window shopped, and had lunch in

»❁» respects your boundaries, always asks for consent before touching you in any way, hand holding, kisses, hugs ALL WITH CONSENT FROM BOTH PARTIES :D

»❁» protective (bordering overly) but really he just loves you, when you talk to anyone else he freaks out a bit but tries to assure himself that you'll be fine

»❁» (if you're afab) he'd mark your period in his calendar because he's cool like that and he'd make you feel better :D

»❁» when you're sad he does his best to make you happy because you being sad makes him sad

»❁» he's a good boy so he'd kiss the back of your hand like a gentleman

»❁» he likes when you play with his hair

»❁» could and would go on and on about how perfect you are when he's talking to midoriya and uraraka

»❁» you guys like to bake together

»❁» you bake all kinds of muffins

»❁» he calls you "muffin" because of it

»❁» when you bake he'll hug you from behind and with his arms around your waist and resting his head on your shoulder so he can smell your cologne/perfume/soap or whatever you use (he really likes when you use vanilla shampoo yk)

»❁» you could tell him he's poggers and he'd look at you super confused and then research it to learn but then use it really awkwardly like "this new book i'm reading is totally poggers- muffin, did i use that correctly?"

»❁» if you got married he call you his lady/deity/prince :D

»❁» on road trips he'd give you control of the music because he drives and if you fell asleep he'd turn on something classical

»❁» lofi? he's never heard of it, but once you introduce him he's hooked

»❁» he thinks your stunning and likes to remind you how much he loves you

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[sl33py-day]

A sleepover with Modern AU

Tw: Venti is nonexistent, Y/n being childish some.

Basically a sleepover with a few characters. I’m sick so why not?

“Wait, so are you saying no one asked you out or you just never wanted to date?” It was a sleep over with a couple of your friends. Those friends being Aether, Albedo, Venti, Amber, Hu Tao, and Lumine. Hu Tao suggested that you all play Truth or dare until the take out arrived and you all agreed. You were first to go and you chose dare. Only for Hu Tao to ask if you ever dated someone before. You know, like those middle school ‘Relationships’ that would end in a few days. But it turns out you never dated anyone even though you are in College.

“Oh, a few people told me they liked them but I turned them down.” You told them while hugging a stuffed animal. You don’t realize that Aether and Lumine are looking through your desk for something to take. Like brother like sister they say. Albedo was drawing stuff in his sketchbook, Venti was asleep on your bed even though it was 5 in the afternoon. Hu Tao and amber where the one’s talking with you.

“Now that I answered how bout…..Albedo!” You called out making the said male look up from his sketchbook with a curious look. “Truth or Dare?” You asked him with a smile making his face heat up a bit. Taking a moment to think about his choices he took dare, what’s the worst you could do?

“Hehe, I dare you to draw a cat and a frog!” He looked dumbfounded at what you said. Really? That’s your dare? God you’re so childish it’s kinda funny.

“Why though?” He asked even though he was starting to draw the request. You giggled some more before calming down. “I like your art and I like cats and frogs! So why not get an art piece from my favorite artist!” You should be careful with what you’re saying but you thought nothing of it. The damage was invisible and was already launched at the target.

Even though Albedo looked calm on the outside he was freaking the fuck out. You like his art and he’s your favorite artist?! Does that mean you like him? You like his art so if he makes more for you then you’ll love him! His mind was a mess as he thought about what you said.

Still working on the drawing Aether came back to your bed to sit by you. He looked tired but content with sitting next to you. Lumine on the other hand was jealous of her brother getting more attention than her.

“Hm, I’m kinda sleepy.” Y/n asked as they began to doze off after a while of waiting. The game truth or dare slowly began to stop after they ate some of the food.

“We should get to sleep.” Lumine said before shoving all the boys out and closing the door. The males looked equally confused and annoyed at the blonde haired girls doing. Only for her to open the door to say “You boys will sleep in the room across us. There’s not enough space for all of us.” She slammed the door once again.

Y/n was already fast asleep with Hu Tao and Amber already asleep on the floor. Lumine walked over to the h/c person laying on the soft bed. She pushed the sheets down a bit before slipping into the bed next to y/n. Cuddling up to y/n before falling asleep.

I honestly didn’t have anything in mind and just wanted to write something of the fluff variety.

[mooncake18]

Interview (Evan Peters X Reader)

summary: You are doing press at Comic Con for AHS and fans start asking some personal questions to Evan and you.

✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧

Everyone explodes in laughter after Evan was telling a story of something that happened on set. We were doing interviews for the first season of AHS where we played the characters of Tate and Violet, somehow we ended up at Comic Con with a panel full of casts and directors. 

“So ya i would say that pranking each other definitely made the set memorable.” Evan added as everyone started to calm down. Evan looked over at me and saw that I was getting a bit anxious, the panel had just started and I knew that I would have to answer some burning questions our fans would ask. He quickly drew up a small stick figure with his thumb up writing ‘you’ve got this!’. I laughed quietly and looked up at him mouthing a ‘thank you’ before he winked looking back at the crowd.

“Hi my name is Lucy, this question is for (Y/N),” The young girl started but i was internally freaking out. I started bouncing my leg up and down which was something I usually do because I could never sit still. Evan knowing this put his hand softly on my knee and rubbed up and down my thigh to get it to stop bouncing. “How was this show the same or different then other roles you have played?” The girl looked a bit nervous to be up at the microphone so I gave her a soft smile before speaking. “What an amazing question, I would say that this role has been very different from some other roles I have played. Not only did this show have more adult themes, it was definitely more bloody than I am used to,” I chuckled softly before continuing. “I have always been the friend or the small love interest of the protagonist so it was an amazing experience to be picked for such a remarkable character. Of course I love all of my films but this cast and crew has made my whole life have a different meaning and I am so thankful again for being picked as Violet.” I ended the comment and everyone around me smiled. Viven shot me a smile and wrapped her arm around my shoulder giving me a side hug. The next person to come up was another girl but looked to be about the same age as me and Evan.

“Hi huge fan, I have a question for Evan and (Y/N),”She began as me and evan listened in.

“What was it like to be playing on a third movie together in a more personal relationship on the show?” Evan thought for a second as I did the same. Evan and I were both in the films ‘Sleepover’ and ‘Kick-Ass’, we weren't in a lot of scenes together but off camera we would talk all the time. If I am being honest I have seen Evan in ‘the days’ and fell in love. I thought he was the hottest, so when I saw him on the set of ‘Sleepover’ I was over the moon. Of course he didn't know this but watching him play such a nerdy character always made me laugh. We had gotten each other's emails but I was always way too embarrassed and shy to ask him to lunch. We finally met again on the set of ‘Kick-Ass’ where I played the love interest of the lead. We automatically recognized each other and acted as though we had just seen each other the other day. We would always eat lunch and hang out whenever we could. However the same as before when production was done we stopped talking. It was almost like a miracle when I found out we would be on another project together. I was a bit scared to be love interests, hell ya but I tried to be cool about it.

“Geez um i would say of course it was and always is a pleasure filming with (y/n) i mean what a girl,” he winks at me and smirks and i roll my eyes and smile back. “In all honesty I was happy to be playing a character who had a lot of screen time with (y/n), we connected so well on the other films and I was disappointed to not have more scenes with her,” He continued to answer the question as I stared at him. “I remember on ‘kick-ass’ when she played Katie all i could think about was how lucky Aaron was for being her love interest. I was way too scared to admit that I sorta got a small crush on her on the set of ‘sleepover’, but how could I not. This girl helped me much more than she realizes and I could never have asked for a better partner… in the show of course.” When he finished his sentence he had his goofy smile, a tint of red spread across his cheeks. I had been biting back a smile the whole time and so when he finally looked at me I was stunned. I kept my biting lip in a smile and looked away finally smiling fully in a blushing mess.

“U-Um I’m sorry what was the question?” I asked all giddy as everyone collectively laughed again. Of course all the fans were cheering and god the amount of videos being taken was absurd but i didn't care. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a smirking Evan pleased with the embarrassed mess he made of me. God the things you do for a dumb crush.

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Hi this is my first time posting and I have no idea how to make a fanfiction so sorry for any mistakes. I can never find any Evan Peters X Reader fanfictions, so I though might as well write one. If you know of any good ones please put the names in the comments. Thank you

[etherealeddie]

Fragile Memories

Eddie Munson x GN!reader

Summary: First sleepover with Eddie. A pinch of weed and a dash of horror movies, all tied together with a splash of nostalgia.

CW: Use of weed, a bit of angst, mention of rough childhood and home life. Let me know if I missed anything!

 Authors Note: This is the first piece of writing I’ve put on here since my One Direction phase/obsession so bear with me here! Big thanks to @phoenixwwitch​ for beta reading this for me and reminding I am, in fact, very midwestern at times.  

Word Count: 948

Hanging out with Eddie isn’t new. Spending time together is something you guys do almost every single day. 

But spending time alone? That was foreign. No Steve complaining about Robin, no Robin complaining about Steve, not even Dustin around to complain about both Steve and Robin. 

Having a horror movie marathon together only made sense since everyone else hates them. Although you're not sure if it’s because they’re afraid of the fictitious serial killers, or they’re just annoyed by yours and Eddie’s constant commentary on which one of you guys would and wouldn’t survive each film. 

It doesn’t take long for the film to be long forgotten for snacks and conversation. Something about the atmosphere of your basement and his cheap weed being passed back and forth really brings out the chattiness in both of you.

“I’m surprised you and Harrington even get along. He’s so uptight.” Eddie says, as he shoves a slice of pizza in his mouth. His table manners were nonexistent for as long as you’ve known him, not that you really care about that. 

“He’s really not that bad, yah know. We’ve been friends for a while, he just doesn’t get to be carefree all that often.” You reply, taking a sip of your drink.

“What do you guys even do when you hang out? I really can’t picture him sitting down for a movie night and smoke sesh like this.” 

“It’s usually me, him, and Rob. We just chill and talk mostly, sometimes we smoke, just not too often ‘cause his parents freak out.” You say, taking the joint from his outstretched hand.

“He just always seems so stressed. It’s tiresome.” Eddie responds. You know he doesn’t necessarily mean it in a callous way, he’s just never been good with words. 

As you finish off the weed, Eddie and you just continue to ramble back and forth about anything that comes to your minds. He lets out a small groan and you look over to see him pulling his hair out of the low bun it’s been in all night. 

“Sorry, having it up all day is giving me a headache.” He says while putting the scrunchie on his wrist. It sits oddly on his arm with his chunky rings and leather bracelets in contrast. 

“Y'know, Steve always has me play with his hair when he seems troubled. He says it’s the best relaxer.” You know it’s a statement, but you’re hoping he can read the open-ended invitation.

“You callin’ me troubled, sweetheart?” Eddie asks, smirking at the implication, though he knows that’s not what you meant.

“Considering you’ve ranted about school and whether or not you’re going to graduate this year, I’m calling you stressed at the very least.” You reply with a chuckle. 

He laughs as well, getting up from the couch and moving to the floor in front of you. 

Once he’s comfortable, you gently pull all of his hair out from around his neck. It’s much softer than you were expecting. Although it’s a running joke that Steve cares so much about his hair, Eddie clearly takes care of his too.

You run your fingers through his thick curls, combing out any small tangles you come across. You seem to have run out of banter, and his eyes are glued to Freddy Krueger on the tv, so you retreat into your own thoughts. 

It’s when you start massaging his scalp a bit that you hear the first sniffle. Immediately freezing, you ask, “I’m so sorry, did I pull it too hard or something?” 

You lean to his side, waiting for an answer. When he turns to answer, you can tell he was trying hard not to make a sound. He starts fidgeting with his rings and mumbling.

“No- no it’s fine. It’s actually really nice I just... I don’t think anyone has played with my hair like this since my mom died..” He responds, not looking you in the eye.

You knew Eddie’s home life had been rough. He’d mentioned it a few times, and you’d met Wayne before. You knew his dad was in prison and his mom had passed, but you’d never asked too many questions. You didn't want to pry in front of everyone on a topic that would upset him. But now you were here alone and he was being vulnerable. 

“God, I’m so lame. First time we hang out alone and I’m sobbing on your floor. I can go home if I ruined movie night.” He says quickly before you can even untangle your hands from his curls.

“No, not at all. I can stop if you want... Or I can continue and we can talk about it. Whatever you want, Eds.” You say giving him a reassuring smile, hoping he wants the latter. 

He looks you in the eye finally, taking a deep breath. His glassy brown eyes showing more emotion than he ever liked to. He reaches across the coffee table in front of him to the other joint he brought with him.

“I think talking about it might actually be nice… But I’m going to need this first.” He says with a small chuckle.

You continue the small massage to his head, taking the occasional break to smoke. He goes on to tell you a lot about his mom and how much he misses her. You never pressure him to tell another, and you never interrupt. He seems to get more excited about each new one he remembers, and you can’t help but smile and just thank the gods that you agreed to this movie night.

“Steve is right. This is relaxing.” He says with a small laugh.

[eastorhild]

Hi, this is a couple of pictures and things I remember from Twoset Violin's Helsinki meet & greet and Q&A on 15th June 2023.

I asked them to sign my music stand bag that I made, and Eddy said "that is one cool bag" and me and Brett commiserated on how flimsy the original bags are. 😁

I wish I had to talked with them more, but I was totally overwhelmed and way too excited to think. The next day I realised I could've actually told them what is obvious to me but I could've told them too: that they influenced me to practice more, which in turn has made me a better singer in my choir, and I could've thanked them for it. *facepalm* Now it probably looked like I was just in it for the autographs, argh. Well, they’ve probably met hundreds of people just as awkward as me, so probably no big harm done.

Eddy’s skin looks actually so good compared to some years ago, I don’t know what his secret is but looking good! They both look the same as on Youtube, but I noticed they sort of look more slender and lightly built in 3D. (I just realised if Brett looked thin and pale on camera when he was ill, how freaking thin was he in real life?? Oh lord. Poor Brett.)

The Q&A was fun but so short, I think I could’ve just sat with them for an hour more. Some of the questions were very huge and all-encompassing like “what is creativity” and so were the answers, so I can’t remember everything, but here is what I do remember!

Brett was marvelling at how light it was in Helsinki even 10:45 pm, and even after that it doesn’t get really dark, like how do you even deal with that (with blackout curtains, Brett) and we were like “yeah we know! 😃” and he was like “haha I’m totally telling on myself”.

Another question was about their first musical memories. Eddy laughed that his memory isn’t the best but perhaps the first music lessons in New Zealand, and Brett told us that his mother would put on classical music to play for him when he was going to sleep. Aww.

Someone asked them about Tiger moms, and Eddy told us that when he was in high school, on a scale of 1-10 his mom was like an 8.2, but now it’s more like 3.8 so she’s mellowed out and she’s ”lovely”. In high school Eddy would’ve wanted to go to a sleepover with friends, and his mom would be like ”No” and when he tried to go like ”But but friends, social life” (this got laughs from the audience) his mom would be like ”what do you need that for, you’re here to study and do well” or something (more laughs). Brett said his mom was something like 5-6 on that scale, but very ”nosy”, always asking where he’s going and with who, and he laughed that she still keeps asking to this day. ”I’m going out – with who – with Eddy – Eddy who – Chen – where’re you going” etc.

Twoset came across as very genuine. Exactly the same in real life as on Youtube, it feels like they are not pretending to be anything, they seem to be very honestly who they are. Maybe they have Youtube personas which they’re wearing as naturally as second skin, but it seems to be a very comfortable fit and not a forced one. They just earnestly want to do their thing and I love that for them! ❤️

I don't want to spoil the concert plot for anyone so I won't be saying much about it, but it's a lot of fun, just you wait, get tickets if you can!

Helsinki exploded with applause, gave them standing ovation and I feel like that night will be one of my best memories for a looong time.

[streetkid-named-desire]

Tell me how Rat and VG met!

I actually hadn't thought about this and I'm gonna cheat and steal from how me and my long time best friend (of 20 years!) became friends.

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VG heard people shit talking a kid in his grade. The kid was two years younger but tested out of all the 2nd and 3rd grade shit and was with the other 10 year olds in 4th grade. (This part isn't the same my bff and I are the same age).

They said the kid was weird, called her a freak, made fun of her relentlessly and made her sound like the worst, stupidest, most loser person in school. And he wanted to check it out for himself because surely no one could be more of a loser than him.

He goes to the boys bathroom during recess one day and sees a kid in there with short hair. They're washing their hands and they turn to him, startled, deer in headlights. He knew it was the kid everyone had been talking about.

"Hey, I'm Vincent." He stuck his hand out to shake. The kid lifted his hands in a sheepish gesture to show they were still dripping wet.

"Who are you?"

"Nate." V knew a couple Nates but none in his grade. He didn't question it. If Natalya liked going as Nate he'd call them Nate.

Of course V was bullied even worse for befriending the loser gender freak but he didn't care because with their brains combined they wired up all sorts of pranks to get back at them. When puberty came for Nate it got even worse for him but that just made V fight harder for his friend. They set the record for most detentions by a single student in a single year and one time a school nurse gave V a card to her plastic surgeon saying he'll want it for his nose when he's older.

Rene and I were in 4th grade I think. I remember people making fun of her but I don't remember what they'd say. All I remember is thinking that there was no way she was as bad as people said and I wanted to find out for my own damn self.

In Arizona my elementary had these bathrooms that were like outside? They weren't connected indoors and the entrance were just these like weird brick privacy walls and had no AC and metal fixtures and the soap was that powder stuff. I don't remember if I'd heard she was in there or if it was just a chance happening. But I met her in there and said hi and asked if she wanted to play with me cause it was recess I think.

And the rest is history! We are both autistic and could just be the most loud and obnoxious people together. During sleepovers my mom would yell at us to shut up because try as we might we'd still end up laughing so hard and so loud.

She was my first kiss with another girl when I was 13 I think. We have matching-ish tattoos that we got together the last time I visited Arizona in 2014. We don't talk regularly but she is my ride or die bitch.

[munamania]

okay my phone and tv were glitching the hell out i got like ten mins in tho… maybe ill restart and try later but anyway im gonna watch the sandlot and im gonna cry and yes its the baseball boy movie that everyone loves what fucking ever that’s bc it is just so good and it’s so serious and precious and dear to me. benny used to be my friend in second grade and id pretend to pick him up on my razor scooter and ride like ok peak romance riding down to the stop sign and back. also in middle school when my friends and i were little weirdo freaks who would come up with like role plays or little stories to write abt during class together and then act out at lunch or whatever and they all finally watched the sandlot (my brother and sister showed it to me fondly as a part of their childhood i can never live out with them and i even remember my mom and dad at that time watching too like wow we were literally all in one room and kind of happy at least to my 8 year old mind) (i used to listen to the soundtrack sometimes when i was working on school assignments and picture the precise part of the movie it was in in my mind palace. which is actually pretty rare for me but i had simply watched and rewatched it so many times and tried to show it to my friends. i brought my dvd to sleepovers with the hopes that they would suggest watching a movie and i could be like Aha) they nominated ME as the benny of the group. which well i don’t know if that’s true but i always wished i had a friend like him and well yes i had a baby childhood crush on him bc ofc he is giving dyke a little bit to me. and he is so kind. and ive always loved baseball tees which im sure is mostly traced back to this and twilight and well they do look cool. to me <3 and i love the fireworks scene ohhhh cliche boo america 🙄👎 well sue me

[jaggedwolf]

pll rewatch 2x01-2x03

new season, a forced separation, an unexplained greenhouse set

the introduction of one Dr Anne Sullivan. Shares a name with Helen Keller's instructor for no discernible reason, she is played by an actor known to the contemporaneous recappers I've been reading, because more than one of them go "Oh, it's Annabeth Gish!"

She was in 27 episodes of The X-Files and 6 episodes of The West Wings, both shows I'd expect TV recappers to have watched

Another sleepover, featuring the liars revolting against the strength of Spencer's coffee

They don't even get to have coffee because all non-military and non-Tom parents are assembled to tell the girls (1) yeah we think you're making shit up (2) you have to go to grief counseling because you are too obsessed with your friend's death

Our 2010s suburban teenagers are like we don't want to go therapy because we are not crazy (note: Spencer and Hanna are most negative on this topic)

Emily is traumatizing herself by rewatching the Jenna-Toby video, and then gets traumatized by Pam letting a broker go "get rid of all personality from this room asap". Pam work on your scheduling

Spencer on one couch while her parents + Melissa are on the opposite: will this framing ever change?

I'm just saying, in the supposedly unlikely event your daughter and her friends aren't lying...she almost fucking died! Give her a little comfort!

Caleb's apology is very good sad boy, but more than that or Hanna not getting back with him, what I enjoy in this early season era is that there is no secret noble motivation. He did a shitty thing for selfish reasons, because he dismissed everyone involved as rich pretty girls, it isn't more complicated than that and doesn't need to be

Spencer trying on sexy(?) shirts for Toby when it's like. The dude's hair has gotten worse and you know he just put on a random t-shirt and jeans. Also he won't care.

Anw the show has remembered that Toby and Emily are friends. would love for them to be able to hang out without a Spencer motivator, but you know, custody's been transferred

It is a sweet scene, I like Toby immediately taking out his knife and Emily going :0 and Toby going it's okay, I've already gotten my teen carpenter upgrades, I will fix it up (and he does, as we see in the background later)

only Ezra comment is that they painted on his abs LOL please that man does not go to the gym

Jar of Hearts plays as all the girls are really emo about Sullivan-endorsed and parent-enforced separation between them. love that they are so distraught by this

and Spencer freaking out so badly once she hears a sound outside. Spencer :(

I say "parent-enforced" very loosely because all four girls sneak out at night to meet at a greenhouse. It's a great-looking set but where is this greenhouse whose is this greenhouse why is this greenhouse. Is this a public property. Did they break into the local botanical gardens.

It's probably abandoned. Classic.

Okay later episodes show them constantly passing Alison's house when leaving the greenhouse. Do Spencer's parents own a greenhouse nearby.

Emily should be more upset about her laptop being wiped, beyond the videos, like that's all her shit!!!

okay i guess Emily doesn't use her laptop that much, I am projecting

very funny to me that the first Emily/Samara scene this season is at a swim meet. does Paige notice this or is she too busy going insane because there is a scout here and her dad is going well there's the scout too bad you aren't anchor huh

Probably she does not notice because she is laser-focused on swimming and in her "ignore Emily unless we are literally doing a relay together" era. Good/bad for her

Sorry you will continue to get my theories on what Paige is up to when not on-screen. Until I crack and fic it.

Random break-ins happen, reported by Pam. god 2024 pam would be on NextDoor huh

A ring camera would solve a lot of problems in rosewood

Toby is the saddest unemployed boy in the world and Spencer would like to be his sugar mommy. 100% believe Spencer would be good at that

Honestly who cares if she lost Melissa's ring, Melissa sucks, so does Ian, the Hastings can easily afford another ring.

Spencer saying "I wanted to say it first" in response to Toby's ILU and still not saying "I love you too"....Spencer will Win even at love

Aria got fucking shoved into that lamp holy hell, forget her wrist her torso probably should get iced

Samara and Emily have a conversation about first girlfriends

Samara is already kind of boring, I'm surprised they don't kiss in this episode

There's a flashback where Spencer and Emily were going to have a sleepover before Ali crashed. i should be commenting something intelligent about this being the rare chink in Ali's armor, instead i want to know everything about flashback-era Spemily sleepovers

Look it's rare evidence of the liars having individual friendships back then, and they are quite cute in their little sleepover outfits of Spencer's pajamas and Emily's hoodie

Spencer is so fragile-looking when she asks Melissa if she'd protect her....oh Spencer, I'm glad you have Toby and his abs right now

I am also glad you have nightmares where you discuss theories with your friends at the movie theatre while a black-and-white horror film plays. Going to count this as Emily influence

Emily tells her mom it's Paige calling when the landline rings and Pam goes sure and moves on, and like, I have so many questions. obviously the Fields and the McCullers know each other from the swimming but last time Pam saw Paige's dad, he was being a real dick.

has Emily told her mom that Paige isn't a real dick, was Pam at home when Paige came over in 1x20? many possibilities, given that Pam is not confused or disturbed by the phone call claim

Emily you could have said any random swim teammate

I still really like the Aria-Jenna scene, that Aria's forced to listen to what Jenna lost and that Jenna is tricked into revealing this vulnerability to one of the liars - very pretty lighting here too

Hanna's plot is kinda whatever to me these episodes, it's her parents flirting, Mona, Lucas

I like that she and Lucas are friends again already, but I am doubtful of her strategy in getting Lucas a date. love him and Caleb being bros though, I wonder what Caleb wanted from the hardware store

When A was petting the dog all I could think was that in a darker show, A would've snapped that dog's neck at the end of it...

Pam talks to Emily about her sexuality again after looking at Emily's kid stuff and that makes Emily tear up the forged letter - I forgot that Pam brings it up of her own accord here, and it is nice that don't have it be and all settled thing after yelling at Nick McCullers

was distracted in the whole car scene about the forged letter because (1) is this the first hanna-aria-emily scene we get where it's not because spencer is off somewhere else getting almost murdered? (2) hanna somehow thinks emily's forgery skills can get her into harvard. hanna wants emily to re-use a stamp from an old letter she has. hanna what the hell

[thepuppeterproject]

Part One- The Old Tales

CHAPTER TWO 

“Hey, Mama!” Maria said when she walked through the door. “Someone’s in a good mood, what happened? See something cool on Pinterest?” Harlie asked. Maria shook her head, “Can I go to a sleepover later, Mama?” Maria asked 

Shocked, Harlie nodded. “Of course, I’m glad you made friends dear.” She smiled, “What time are you supposed to be there?” “Like 8 ish, but you know me – fashionably late.” Maria said, laughing under her breath.  

“So, like at 8:10?” Harlie joked. “Sounds great, Mama!” Maria said and hugged her mother. For the first time in so long, she had that smile. That smile – that actually real smile. 

Oh, Maria darling. If I could change fate, I would. You don’t deserve where that smile will get you. 

There she was, it was 08:15 that same day, standing in front of a random house on the other side of town. Knocking on the door, Jill answered. He had on a baggy shirt and some shorts, with a hoodie over his shirt, half zipped. That hoodie looked familiar . . .  wasn't that Mark’s hoodie? 

Maria shrugged it off when Jill pulled her into a hug. “Hey!” He said, “The others are already here, come on in!” Jill led her inside and upstairs, before opening the last door on the right.  

Jill opened the door to reveal Mark and Caroline arguing about Uno. “Shut it!” Sara said, then had noticed the other two had walked in. “Hey,” Maria said, “You two good?” 

“Maria!” Caroline said joyfully with a smile, “Hey!” “Hi!” Maria replied as she sat down; she couldn’t help but have a small smile cross over her cheeks.  

“We were just finishing up,” Sara started, “You want us to deal you into a new game?” Maria nodded as she and Jill sat down. The five smiled at each other as Sara began to deal out a new game.  

The five played an assortment of card games, board games, and video games for the next few hours. As of now, the lights are dim, and the five are sitting in a circle under a blanket fort. Going clockwise, they sat Maria, Maark, Jill, Sara, then Caroline.  

Maria was spaced out thinking about who knows what – probably her father. That hunk of a man. Though, Maria’s head perked up when she heard something about an old cabin.  

“What?” She asked. Jill fixed up his glasses and said, “Just a story passed around school. A while back, a house fire took place and the family was dead, but one was missing” “After that, creepy shit started to happen all around town!” Sara chirped in.  

“Cabin? Was it surrounded by cherry trees?” Maria asked. Earning a slightly creeped out nod from Jill, he asked “How did you know?” “I see an old cabin when I pass through a shortcut in the forest on my way to school.” 

“We should go!” Caroline said, “First thing in the morning!” “No way!” Jill said. Though. Mark’s shiny, hopeful eyes looked into his and asked, “Pleeeeasee~?” A not-so-subtle blush crossed over Jill’s cheeks. “Alright, alright-” he said under his breath. “You guys in?” 

Sara nodded. “Yeah!” She spoke. “What about you, Maria?” Maria then smirked and said, “Hey, we don’t have school tomorrow. You only live once, right?” 

Though she seemed fine, she was freaking out. If this is what it took to have friends – she didn’t want them.  

Oh, Maria . . . if only you knew that this very conversation would be your downfall. Your friends won’t stitch you up, friends only rip you to shreds.  

* * * 

The next morning was dark and gloomy. It had stormed all night, now with thick clouds in the sky, the dirt soaked to slime, air thick and moist. 

The five had told Jill’s parents they were going to the park. Yet they went the opposite way. As they approached the forest, Mark started to tell Maria all the rumors going on. 

“Some say that the one who went missing still lives there! People have started calling him, ‘Mr. Puppet man’ or ‘The Puppeteer’ or something like that!” Mark said.  

Maria laughed, “There is no way this is real.” She said, “Look, there’s a weird cabin in the woods. So what? Maybe there was just a lot of housefires going on?” Caroline looked at her, “Then explain why they couldn’t find the little boy’s body!” “It may have been burned,” Maria protested, “Or, he could have run away somewhere.” 

Caroline hummed, “True, but then how do you explain the fact that rumors of paranormal crap started happening after that?” Maria shook her head, “One of three things; lies, people only just then started noticing, or it could also be just a coincidence.” She spoke.  

Sara shook her head, “There is no way that could have just been a coincidence.” “There’s a possibility!” Maria protested with a smile. 

Mark was starting to second-guess what they were doing. Mark liked hearing those internet ghost stories but being part of one; he’d rather not. Looking at Jill, he whispered, “You seem tense.”  

Jill hummed gently, “Is it that obvious?” He whispered back. Mark nodded. “I’m just nervous,” Jill said in a hushed tone, “Going to possibly haunted cabins in the forest isn’t really my ideal Saturday.”  

Mark laughed, and in a joking tone said, “I’ll be here to protect you, my prince!” A light shade of pink quickly flushed Jill’s cheeks, “Good to know, my knight.” Jill replied with a wink.  

The two then looked away from each other, faces flushed, roses dancing on their cheeks.  

Then, there it was. That old, charred cabin in all its . . glory. From the front, a small path of stones leading to it, yet the tall grass surrounding the cabin grew over it. The sides were barren and chipping away, the frame barley able to hold up the walls anymore.  

Though the house looked burnt, charred, and peeling, the back was quite gorgeous. A cherry tree was in the center of a slightly overgrown garden. It was overgrown – but someone was definitely here within the past 20 years. This place clearly wasn’t abandoned. 

Jill looked around as they approached the cabin, “Guys, I don’t know about this,” he said, “what if there actually is creepy shit going on here?” 

“Nothing will happen!” Sara said. The group looked at each other with worry as they approached the opening of the old cabin. “It doesn’t look as beat-up as I thought it would be.” 

“I'm going back – I'm not doing this,” Jill said, “Anyone coming with me?” Caroline glanced over at Jill. Not wanting to admit she was scared, she said, “I don’t want you to go alone, I’ll come with you.” 

“Eh, why not?” Mark shrugged. “I’ll stick with you guys,” Mark  tried to act all smug and chill. Though, he really was scared. He was scared about what may be over there; over in that cabin – was it really haunted? What if it was?  

Sara said, “It would be stupid to go in alone.” The others all nodded – well, all besides Maria. “Maria,” Jill said, “come back with us, we can get ice cream on the way back, on me!” 

Though, Maria had different ideas. Something about it was luring her in . . . the curiosity killed the child – that's what I always say! 

Mark hummed gently, “Maria? You coming?” Looking back at the others, something spoke to her. It sounded like a voice, but she couldn’t place what voice.  

Then she sped off for the house. “Maria, don’t you dare!” Jill said, “You’re going to get hurt!” Yet, before they could run and stop her, the four blacked out.  

There, outside the cabin, Maria was getting nauseous. Little . . light sparks . . floated her head. “Don’t go in,” their little voices called, “Don’t go in!”  

Maria couldn’t even figure out what shape these . . things were! They were there, weren’t they? No, these couldn’t be in her head! They were like triangles, with wings? They almost looked like children.  

Gazing at these creatures, Maria began feeling lightheaded. “Don’t go in,” “Beware The Puppeteer,” they said; their voices echoed, as if in a large open room.  

Not bothering with the warnings, Maria walked in. “Mr. Puppet Man?” Maria cooed, “Oh, Mr. Puppet man?” Calling out his name, Maria laughed. “I knew this was all a hoax.” She said under her breath and turned to leave. 

Yet as she did, the door slammed shut. Maria jumped a bit – must have been the wind, right; at least that’s what Maria thought. That was until she heard a voice behind her, whispering in her ear, 

 “You called, my dear?” 

[mayonnaisetoffees]

Oversharing on the Internet

Tagged by: @mistmarauder 🧡 (I can respond to these in a timely manner! Who knew? Though I always say waaaaay too much hence the readmore)

ONE: Are you named after anyone? My middle name was for my mum's great-nana I think? Maybe great-grandma and I only think great-nana because we only had a great-nana. But not my first name, no. But fun fact: My parents ONLY had one name for a girl. If my younger sibling had been born a girl they'd have been fuuuucked. (Also part of why I keep my name despite it being v much female-coded because like I earnt this. Also, like... it's my name. It fits me, thought I more often than not get confused seeing it written down because like that's my verbal name, Mayo is my written name.)

TWO: When was the last time you cried? Last week? Little sleep + stress of moving = lots of tears at random times.

THREE: Do you have kids? Nope! Don't have pets either. I wanna foster/adopt/support (probably older kids/teenagers) at some point but not for a few years and I absolutely do not want bio kids. Pregnancy freaks me the fuck out.

FOUR: Do you use sarcasm a lot? Fairly often? I can't even tell anymore tbh like I just talk, even I'm barely paying attention to what I'm saying half the time! Less so online I think (this is where people are like nah mate you do that here too) because it's definitely been misunderstood before - sometimes making me look very daft and I'm like I don't know you people well enough to say that that was what is called a joke

FIVE: What sports have you played/do you play? I never found one I liked apart from, like, bench-ball. The fact that there aren't (that I've found at least) casual places to play bench ball as an adult is a fucking travesty.

SIX: What's the first thing you notice about people? Their smile/laugh/sense of humour? I'm really bad with faces, but if someone laughs or makes a joke pretty soon after I meet them, I remember them a lot more easily. Online it's definitely like the quirks of their writing style.

SEVEN: What's your eye colour? Brown! Pretty dark brown too so like none of the "ooh it's got XYZ in it in the light" it has brown with hints of brown

EIGHT: Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings - I am the biggest wimp with scary films. I was part of the "let's go hang in the kitchen with the leftover pizza/snacks" gang if horror films came on at a sleepover!

NINE: Any special talents? I'm not the biggest fan of cake, but by god will I make the best cake you've tasted. I can also do a good mix CD (less good at specific playlists because playlists it's just a big mess of great songs) and I can flick through to the right page in a book for a quote pretty easily - drove some people mad in English because people would be trying to find it for like five minutes and I'd just be like drrrrrrrr (idk how to write the noise for fanning through the pages) There!

TEN: Where were you born? At home, south of England (I'm very much Northern, being there for like two memories max one of which was falling asleep indoors doesn't count 😂). I can't remember if it was me or my older brother this happened for, but my mum went into labour in the middle of the night and woke my dad up and was like "The baby is coming" and my dear father went "If you still think so in half an hour, wake me up again" and rolled back over. Needless to say, he was not, in fact, allowed to go back to sleep. He also hates that story so we tell it as often as possible 😇

ELEVEN: What are your hobbies? Uhh I watch a lot of TV? 😂 I need to get more hobbies that get me outside tbh. But I podfic, I knit sometimes when I'm watching stuff and I play games when I watch stuff, I cook a lot, I bake, I like long walks on the beach actually I like reasonable length walks by rivers/green areas or along the promenade if I'm at the beach because sand (Anakin Skywalker was right and he should say it).

TWELVE: Do you have any pets? Nope! Just moved, but I used to help look after my friends' dog every so often - she's a black cockapoo called Luna and I love her dearly but she also made me realise if I do get a dog, I don't want a puppy. They are a lot of work. Which makes sense because they are literally baby

THIRTEEN: How tall are you? 5'7", please don't ask me for the metric - I haven't had to be measured in a while so I only know it in imperial. I wanna say like 167cm maybe? Does that sound right???

FOURTEEN: Favourite subject in school? English (Language over Lit) or French 100%. I always say that my optional GCSEs were all basically an extension of my skills in English (AKA bullshitting): Religious Studies (taught tbh as Christianity + a few other examples), French, Spanish (both still bullshitting just in another language), and Drama (absolutely bullshitting and also in my case scaring the shit out of an examiner because the plate smashed into lots of pieces that flew everywhere rather than just a few in a controlled space like it had in rehearsal)

FIFTEEN: Dream job? God I miss working in a cafe/events. But they don't pay the bills as well! Also like I would ideally want to do my current job 3 days a week and a manual job 2 but like without having to work lots of extra hours to keep on top of both, yk?

Tagging: @glaftwlet @emryses @snapshotmaestro @idyllic-idioms @alloverthegaf and idk anyone else who wants to do it! Brain empty can't remember usernames

[1moreoffkeyanthem]

I love that everyone is coming to talk to you about fanfics, haha! Don't mind if I join in - tell us about your favourite style fanfic tropes. 😎

Fr lmaoooo idk where all this is coming from but I’m here for it!!!!

OH BOY DO I HAVE A LOT OF STYLE TROPES!!!

Okay so WEARING EACH OTHERS CLOTHES!!! God I eat that one up every time it’s so cute like I just KNOW growing up they had half their clothes at each other’s houses and constantly lost track of who owned what shirt and THEN!!! As they got older and weren’t the same size anymore (personally I’m a big boy Stan truther but it’s precious the other way too) and Kyle started absolutely SWIMMING in Stan’s baggy ass sweatshirts and Stan gets cuteness aggression lmao he’s just like awwww look how cute my super best boyfriend is in the peace love pine trees hoodie asjdjdkgfj

Calling each other “dude” romantically!!! Like other pet names come into play but dude stays bc it’s them

WHEN THEY HAVE THEIR OWN SECRET UNSPOKEN LANGUAGE like they’re always on the same wavelength totally in sync with each other!!! They understand each other like no one else, can read each other like a book, fully on the same side and will follow each other to the ends of the earth!!!

Okay okay we all know I STAY reading and writing style whump and PROTECTIVENESS!!! When they worry about each other constantly and get so freaked out when one of them isn’t okay I eat that shit UP every time I love them defending each other, physically or verbally, like no one fucks with Stan without experiencing Kyle Rage and vice versa!!! When Stan is the one to completely flip his lid and panic because Kyle’s hurt or in danger just AAAAA

On that note: TAKING CARE OF EACH OTHER!!! There’s a reason most of my stories have a “yep I injured the boys again” tag because I LIVE for the sweet sweet tender moments after an Incident where they’re patching up each other’s wounds all worried and Soft, talking each other through the pain and telling them that it’s gonna be okay bonus points if we get a tearful “I could’ve lost you” “you didn’t, I’m right here” GOOD SHIT RIGHT THERE!!!

On THAT note (sorry I’m just fucking insane) STAN CARRYING KYLE!!!!!!!!! Once again I’m a short angy Kyle/ big boy Stan truther and I looovvvvveeee a little bridal style carrying moment holy shit (I’m surprised I didn’t put any of that in my style week stuff lmao) like I am fully guilty of putting my favorite redhead in Situations JUST so I can have that, like I gave OrangeJuiceVerse Kyle chronic knee pain, diabetes, an ed, and Stan carries him so much lmfao someone put me in Making Kyle Suffer Jail

Ok another one I love is Kyle as the Voice of Reason! Like when he’s the go to guy, savior complex mom friend who just wants to take care of everyone! And boy howdy does Stan not make it easy lmao between him and Kenny (the disaster duo) that man is Exasperated

THEM BEING EACH OTHERS RIGHT HAND MAN!!!!! Fighting side by side, Stan and Kyle against the world! When they can depend on each other more than anyone else and trust each other with their lives. Stan would follow Kyle into a burning building and Kyle would pull him out! That trope is why I’m so feral about stick of truth like they gotta be on the same side or they feel like somethings missing (codependent bastards)

Stan playing guitar for Kyle/ Kyle reading to Stan!!! The domesticity ugh I love it

Casual cuddling oh my godddddd like even before they got together they’re always touching each other in some way and Cartman’s like it’s fuckin gay to cuddle at sleepovers you guys are 15 and they’re like fym it’s not gay to cuddle the homies? (It so is) best friends to lovers on TOP!!!

Them generally being huge simps like PLEASE why y’all staring longingly also in the same vein them thinking the other is the most beautiful thing in the world those two are DOWN HORRENDOUS

I also reeeaaaaly like when they’re kissin… and it starts off all slow and sweet… and then it gets more passionate… and suddenly Stan’s hands are tangled in Kyle’s hair and Kyle’s pushing him against the wall and they’re practically falling into each other desperate to be closer and whispering “I love you” into each others mouths and nothing in the world exists other than the two of them and

Lmao that’s some of my favorite style tropes I’m super normal about them obviously