#there is like no sincerity in their interactions

[lousypotatoes]

I've Got A Smile On My Face

Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt. 3 Pt. 4 Pt. 5 Pt. 6 Pt. 7 Pt. 8 Pt. 9 Pt. 10 Pt. 11

Song Recommendation:

Always - Irving Berlin

Warning! This chapter contains depictions of panic attacks, and graphic violence! If this triggers you or makes you uncomfy in any way shape or form, please read with caution.

90 years ago...

It had been six months since Alastor kissed Y/N on her front porch. As expected, the two of them were now an item.

During the span of those six months, everything was absolutely perfect. The flower shop was thriving, Alastor's radio show was more popular than ever, Jasper didn't come by the shop since their interaction, and most importantly, Alastor and Y/N were so very much in love, Y/N felt that she fell more in love with him every time she saw him.

The only thing she didn't like about their relationship was the big secret she had to keep from him.

There were times that she oh so badly wanted to tell Alastor that her real job was killing people, and that running the flower shop was a cover up, but she was terrified that he was going to be disgusted with her, and leave her.

And Y/N didn't know what she would do if Alastor left.

It was mid afternoon, almost noon. The weather outside was very rainy and very stormy. Y/N was arranging the shelves, making sure the flower buds were facing the front.

It always annoyed her when customers would look at flowers and not put them back the correct way.

When she was done, she walked to the register and counted the money.

She sighed. Business was very slow that day, obviously because of the rain. She had almost considered closing the shop up early and going home, but felt it was better to just stay, just in case any customers came in after the rain cleared up.

Sitting down the chair behind the counter, Y/N put her head in her hands, bored as ever.

Hopefully Alastor would come and visit her. He always did, but Y/N thought he might not today obviously because of the stormy weather.

To her surprise and delight, she heard the bell ring, signaling that there was a customer.

"Hello can I help yo-Alastor!"

"Hello, my love," Alastor said, swooping down to catch Y/N in a kiss.

Y/N would never get tired of kissing Alastor, no matter how many time she did kiss him. It was like magic every time.

"How has your day been?" Alastor asked as he pulled away.

"Very slow, but much better now that you're here," Y/N smiled. "How was yours?"

"As slow as molasses," Alastor sighed. "I had to cancel all my broadcasts today because of this damn weather."

"Oh, that's a shame," she said. "It seems like this weather is bringin' everybody down."

"You can say that again," he said. "You thinking of heading home early?"

"I was thinkin' 'bout it," she replied. "I think I'll stick around for a few more hours."

"Well, if you're not busy tonight," Alastor said, grabbing onto her hips. "How about dinner at my place?"

"Depends," Y/N said, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Are you gonna be the one cookin'?"

"Of course," he chuckled.

"Then I'll have to take a rain check on that," she giggled. "Dinner sounds nice, what time should I swing by?"

"I prefer around six," Alastor answered..

"Six it is," Y/N said. "You gonna head back home?"

"I suppose so, yes. I gotta tidy up a bit."

"All that for me?"

"Only the best for you, my dear," Alastor said, sincere. "I'll catch you later tonight."

"Aw, alright," Y/N pouted. "If I ain't there by at least seven, you better come and get me and drag me back to your place."

"Alright, I will, I promise," he laughed before leaning down and placing his lips on Y/N's.

The kiss was sweet and loving, as it always was. The way their lips perfectly molded against each other, like they were made for each other, made Y/N's heart feel like it was about to burst.

The only reason they broke apart was so they could breath air.

If Y/N could, she would make Alastor her air.

"Goodbye, Al," she smiled up at him. "I love you."

"I love you most," he said, before letting go of her.

He gave her one more smile before walking out of the shop, the bell ringing, signaling his leave.

Y/N walked back behind the counter, a dreamy smile on her face.

"I'm going to marry that man someday," she dreamily said to herself.

Even though it was rainy and story outside, nothing could ruin this perfect day.

It was 5:45 in the evening. Y/N was counting the money in the register for the twelfth time that day.

Besides Alastor, only three other people came in the shop that day.

Screw the rainy weather. No one even likes rain that much anyway.

Looking up at the clock, Y/N decided that she was going to stop working, and head over to Alastor's

Going into the back room, she put the money into a safe under a fake floorboard, checked her nightly schedule for that week (thankfully she only had to kill two people that week), and grabbed her umbrella and her raincoat, preparing to go into the cold rainy weather.

Walking out of the back room, she was stopped dead in her tracks, a look of fear and despair on her face.

"J-Jasper," she choked. "What are you doin' here?"

The two of them hadn't interacted since the incident in the flower shop six months ago. Y/N had hoped that Jasper had taken the hint and decided to leave her alone.

But this was Jasper we're talking about, and things never were easy with him, no matter how big or small the situation was.

"Just came to say hi," he said, a sadistic and gleeful smile on his face. He was holding something behind his back, but Y/N didn't know what.

"It's been a while since we've seen each other, thought we could catch up a bit."

He started to walk closer to Y/N, she started to back up.

"So now you're with that mama's boy, Alastor Altruist, huh?" he said, still grinning. "Didn't think you would be into a weirdo like that, but oh well."

Y/N didn't say anything, too frozen in fear to say a single word.

Jasper then revealed what was behind his back. It was a long, thin, razor sharp blade, the kind that Y/N would use when she didn't feel like using any of her guns.

If you wanted to kill someone real quick, you would use a blade like the one Jasper had.

Y/N's eyes widened in fear and terror.

She had a small pistol in her office, but there was no way she was going to be able to get it without putting up a fight.

"Y'know darling," he drawled, creeping very slowly towards her. "I didn't quite like the things you said to me the last time we talked.

Y/N gulped, slowly inching herself towards a shelf holding a dozen flower vases.

Jasper didn't notice. "Not gonna say anything, huh?" he asked, eyes glinting sinisterly.

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm just gonna spill your fuckin' guts out."

Jasper lunged at Y/N, ready to strike.

Quickly, Y/N grabbed one of the vases on the shelf, and smashed it over Jasper's head, glass shards and flowers going everywhere all over the floor.

"You bitch!" Jasper snarled. He stopped in his tracks for a moment, clutching his bleeding head.

Y/N took this opportunity to try and run out of the front door.

She decided that it was stupid if she locked herself in her back room. If she ran out the front door, she could just run to the nearest public place and get help.

She was just a few feet from the door, when Jasper grabbed onto her wrist, twisting it hard.

Y/N turned around and was getting ready to punch him in the jaw, but that was replaced with a cry of pain and anguish.

Jasper had stabbed Y/N in the stomach, just above where her belly button was.

Y/N's eyes widened in surprise and fear, crying out again when Jasper stabbed her a second time.

"How does that feel?" he whispered. "Doesn't feel too good does it?"

"F-" Y/N stuttered. "Fuck you!"

With a snarl, Jasper stabbed her in the shoulder.

Blood was oozing out of all three of her stab wounds, staining both her and Jasper's clothes, and staining the white marble tile.

Jasper dragged her away, propping her in a siting position behind the counter.

"No one's gonna find you right here," he smirked. "Besides, you'll die in at least thirty minutes anyway."

Y/N knew that wasn't right, but didn't say anything, scared out of her mind.

What was she going to do?

She wasn't ready to die.

She didn't want to die.

What would happen to her shop?

What would happen to precious dog, Honey?

What would happen to Alastor?

As one last 'fuck you', Jasper bent down, kissed Y/N's sweaty forehead, and walked out the front door, the bell chiming.

As soon as he left, Y/N tried to get off the ground. She tried at least five times. But each time she tried, she failed, she fell back onto the ground with a painful wail.

After the fifth time, she stared up at the ceiling, wondering what would happen when someone found her body.

Maybe this was karma for all the people she had killed over the fifteen years she had been an assassin, she thought.

As Y/N thought about it more, she actually didn't feel like she was going to die. Yes, it was painful, but it just felt like she hadn't had any sleep in a really long time.

And she really wanted to sleep.

She looked up at the clock. It was 5:58.

She laughed dryly. If only she had left a little bit earlier, even if it was just a minute, she wouldn't of been on the floor bleeding out.

With one last sigh coming out of her mouth, she closed her eyes, succumbing to the darkness, and passed out thinking about Alastor and her dog.

In no way she was ready to die, or wanted to, but she accepted that there was nothing she could do, and that this was karma.

She deserved to die, she thought

CLIFFHANGER

i wont be uploading any time this weekend or next weekend because i'll be in disneyland

i'm so excited

stay safe and drink lots of water <33

xoxo, Izzy

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[dogsyears]

im an hour in the r/wrb movie and why do they have no chemistry

[shichidikai]

had a dream where i logged in to ao3 and saw this

so i'm manifesting it for every author who sees this

likes charge reblogs cast, rb to wish kudos and comments upon your favorite fics

[couch-house]

accidentally calling your teacher dad except he's actually your dad so nobody thinks it's a big deal but you still feel like you just called your teacher dad in front of all your friends and they won't think you're cool anymore even though you're pushing 30 and none of your friends think you're cool anyway.

[puppyeared]

learning abt friendship decay and "not reaching out to your friends for months at a time unprompted is not neurotypical behaviour" has me feeling a certain way

[chickensauras]

Nothing burger comic \('-' )/ kid got told to clean his room

Takes place in gorms village when they over-winter there between ch2 and 3. Ref and rambling below

Obv i hadta make the beach much bigger but ref this location in ch2

Also the 'potential new recruits' are some of these losers

And the boathouse is based on the 1 they originally pulled the shipout of in iceland (but without the dragon head cause theyd be removed, right?

I also found an image online of a larger clinker boat being credled w logs like i drew, but idk ┐(‘～` )┌

Also. Also. Thorfinns sleepin in the same spot at the ships stern. Originally had the rudders tiller bar visible, but realized in storage itd be removed + just outta the water, the rudder'd hafta be turned completely to the side, so still not visible :T

Last thing is just HC- but i think thorfinn probably stayed/slept out in the boathouse as much as possible while everyone else partied in the longhouse you can see in the background of gorms village. He already doesnt like his 'co-workers' but too everyone in this village loves askeladd and woulda just watched him lose a fight. Kid probably just wants to be left alone.

[thats-a-lot-of-cortisol]

I've been thinking about Corentin pre-tadpole...dude meets one (1) guy who wouldn't jump at the chance to stab them and immediately falls hard

[commsroom]

i don't think early-series hera gets enough credit for how funny she is. "scans do indicate a percentage drop in the tank's capacity that is commensurate with the amount officer eiffel could stuff into a crewmember duffel bag"? she saw him do it. she probably talked to him while he did it. it's the tonal dissonance between highly technical phrasing and a very blunt observation. like when eiffel asks her for her top five 'stick it to the man' songs and she asks him things like 'top five lanthanides?' until he says "you're just yanking my chain, aren't you?" and she responds by quoting anarchy in the uk at him. sure, sometimes there are things she genuinely doesn't get and/or would express differently, but the way she frames it is playing with the false expectations people have of her. she knows exactly what she's doing.

[cathodic-clairvoyant]

Oh hi there transfem discussing her experience in the trans community i just had a quick question about your post

What does tme mean?

Oh okay i see i understand, thank you.

What does transmisogyny mean?

Ah I see, I get it.

What's a trans woman?

Oof scary. One last question.

What's a woman?

Thank you for being my own personal google (not like you had anything better to do right?) and derailing the point of your post for my own personal education. I will now add nothing of value to this post in return. Bye bye!

[silverbriseis]

Kyman YouTuber x Twitch streamer au where they are both popular creators on their both respective platforms yet literally both them and their fans hate each other with a extreme burning passion

Cartman was already like canonically a YouTuber(the cartmanbrah thing) but I do think he'd fit better as a twitch streamer, anyways he would definitely be like a ishowspeed type of streamer, where he's so controversial it leads to infamy to actual fame, for every hater he has, he has 3 more fans that find him incredibly hilarious. He'd definitely be aware of his notoriety and try profitting off of it, although he'd probably slow down over time because he doesn't want any of the sponsors to drop him LMAO.

Now over to Kyle, I think he'd have like the total opposite of Cartmans career, where Cartman blew up incredibly fast because of his persona, Kyle would have started earlier and overtime rose to popularity,at first he'd definitely be one of those "hidden gems" type of youtubers, where he has a small but dedicated fanbase that enjoy the variety of his content. I think he'd have like many types of videos(video essays and raising awareness for other important topics) at first, his videos are quite awkward and janky but overtime you can see him improve him as his mic quality gets better and his videos get more detailed, he'd be known for a few very popular call-out videos he made for other creators, his fans would love him because of of his sincerity and how he isn't afraid to call out other people on their bs, and whereas Cartman is loud and brash, Kyle is very polite and civil(even in his call-out videos) and he very rarely gets mad or rages out loud in his videos(well until cartman shows up in his videos LMAO)

I think they'd both blow up at the same time and get extreme amounts of attention, Cartman because of his streaming and his very horrid remarks and Kyle because of a very well-researched 3 HOURS long video essay where the topic/title is basically "How content creators breed toxicity in their community and others" with a HUGE png of cartman slapped onto the thumbnail. (Most of the segments are basically about Cartman with passing mentions of other creators) Anyways his fans would notice a big difference in his behavior in this new video because of how frustrated he is LMAO and how much he uses subjective language, "HES A RUDE, MANIPULATIVE SOCIOPATHIC ANTISEMITIC ASSHOLE WHO HAS NO REGARD FOR ANYONE ELSE AND HIS FANS AND SHOULD BE BANNED FROM THE PLATFORM" he'd def gain new fans from this but I think cartmans fans would find the video and start clowning/spam the comment section and Kyles new and old fans would defend him and now both of their fambases are basically waging war on each other

(Also even before the essay or when they both gained fame, Cartman would tweet about how much Kyles videos/channel suck ON HIS MAIN ACCOUNT like "Wow Kyle looks extra bitchy in this video, Is he on his period?/ Kyle uses so much of his jew brain in this video yet his conclusion here is much so dumb like multiverses are____"

Anyways Cartman would sooo definitely tease the shit of Kyle after that video, he'd be like "Kahl, obviously, I'm your reason for fame you shouldn't treat me so- AW SHIT, KIYAL THAT FUCKINH HURTS" and Kyle "Your fatass deserves it"

Also they would narrowly avoid being cancelled because of their behavior towards each other, Cartman for his (implied) antisemitism calling Kyle a jew many times as an insult and Kyle for his (very direct) fatphobia towards Cartman lmao fortunately when anyone tries to cancel the two of them, both of their fanbases put aside their differences and defend them from everything.

Just wait until the yaoi fangirls(us) find them and kickstart a new saga LMAOO

[disrealities]

Peachego.

a term for alters who's self and identity as a headmate feel intertwined with peaches, while not being sourced from it — although they may appear to be.

vaguely based off of peach blossom cookie.

[driftingballoons]

Hey what pokemon do I remind you of?

friends:

best friends:

[somuchbetterthanthat]

I was questioning everything that's going on with Alice right now, because once again this episode threw me off (I swear I want to study her under a microscope at this point) and then I realized that maybe instead of focusing on what she was saying, per say, I could think of what she isn't; or rather how she's behaving in this episode.

'Cause I think this is the second time now that we see Alice trying to go behind someone's back after we had the first part of a conversation that didn't betray her "real want".

That is: so far, from what we heard about Colin and Alice, Colin likes Alice. They have a good working relationship, or so it seems, until suddenly Alice is asking Sam to go to Central IT because she thinks Colin might be messing things up on purpose. And she doesn't want that -- but she also doesn't want Colin to know that it's a specific worry of hers, so he can keep seeing her as a friendly figure.

Similarly, last episode - and all the ones beforehand, to be honest - Alice has seemed adamant that Sam should stop thinking about the cases so much. She keeps telling him to stop prying into stuff. But of course that means she can't go around asking Sam "what are your specific theories here, what did you say, specifically". So she has to go behind his back -- and asks Celia, pretending like she isn't already aware that Sam and her have talked a lot about work during their date. She has to ask on the off chance that Celia will reveal more to her. But WHY does she want that? Why does she need to know what Sam is obsessing over, all the while shutting down Sam's attempts to discuss it himself with her, which he has tried beforehand?

If anything, this episode just kind of confirms to me that Alice is doing something for the OIAR; of course I might be biased, because in my head I've already been imagining her as a "Internal liaison agent". Reporting/redirecting/assessing/protecting(?) the people who work here when they begin to... think/ask too much about everything that goes on here. But maybe i'm off-track and she's just got her own non-official secret, like the others do.

........................ Also I literally cannot decide if her last remarks were jokes to distract Celia from her feelings for Sam, jokes that hold some truth about possible feelings for Celia, or jokes to close a conversation in a way that lets on she was only prying for "sentimental" reasons and not for other more specific work reasons.

[thatneoncrisis]

can someone like. explain timebomb to me. as in the arcane ship. ive only seen the show once and i dont have netflix to go back and do detective work but the way people talk about it makes me GENUINELY feel like we watched a different show or i missed something

[13eyond13]

I think the moment Light's crush on L first smacked him in the manga (like when it finally rooted and started blooming in his guts) was when L was like "you're my first ever friend" whilst smirking into his teacup. And not because Light fully believed he was being sincere about being friends, but because he KNEW L was slyly teasing him and speaking to him on more than one level at once. Nothing more unexpected funny flattering and intriguing than that for him right then

[bonefall]

I know you're keeping Clear Sky as an antagonist (and he's very compelling as one in your rewrite), but I'm curious: if you absolutely had to give him a redemption arc, how would you go about it? (Besides not fridging his sister and wives, of course.)

If I was forced to give Clear Sky a redemption arc I'd slip a femur right out of my legmeat and beat someone to death with it

I'd never write a redemption arc for him, ever. It would be a completely different character.

Clear Sky's redemption arc is not even an idea worth considering; This an extremely consistent abusive family member who drives the entire plot, a predator who will leverage the love people have for him, whose defining characteristic is that he dresses up his megalomania as "Just Trying to Protect Everyone"

And I'd give that up?! for what?

I'd rewrite the whole plot, JUST like how the writers did with TWO born evil foreigner villains so their story wouldn't get boring, so I could prove the he could be a good boy if he wanted to? WHY?

It's doing the same thing the Erins do, totally uninterested in the story of his victims to write yet another plot centered around the pain of an abusive man.

Elder Bones is disappointed in you if you even think about it, actually. I am holding the femurbone in my hand as we speak. I'm gonna GETCHA