#there's also something very teenage boy about him freaking out the new girl and i love that for him too

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Can we just appreciate Lockwood's sassy little pose & the way he bites his lip when Lucy screams at the steam jets?

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Can we please have Earth 1610! Miles x reader where throughout their journey, the reader has been envious of Gwen because of Miles' feelings for her and he was completely oblivious about Y/N's feelings for him. Then comes the events and reveal of Earth 42! Miles, which he and Y/N were together but his Y/N ended up dying. As the story goes, both our Miles and Reader gets taken and when our Miles wakes up being tied against the punching bag, Y/N comes after him to save him but Earth 42! Miles is blinded with envy and was still in love with Y/N so he pins them on the ground in front of our Miles as he watched his other self trapped Y/N in his arms and praising their beauty. This makes Miles realize that seeing his other self worship Y/N makes his heart burn with Jealousy and realize that he has been in love with Y/N all along, not Gwen. Thank you so much!

Treasure to him.

(Earth 1610! Miles x F!Reader x Earth 42! Miles)

Warnings: Heavy angst, mention of gun, slight toxic, manipulation, very long story

Word count: 5.3K words (longest one fic i have ever write)

Ps: This is an apology piece from me for the delay of chapter five of Right person,Wrong time. I can't promise you guys when i would release it but i hope with this piece it would be something fun for yall to read. I appreciate every single reblogs and words of encouragement for me to write i love yall are so sweet. Enjoy spiders! <3<3

(In earth 1610, before the ATSV events)

You and Miles have known each other since he first step in the Vision Academy, you knew him by the tittle 'cop kid' since like half of the school witnessed Miles embarrassing moment of him and his dad. But you found out that the 'cop kid' is actually a sweet,charming yet awkward boy. You always wait with anticipation for him to walk in the class that you two had in the same time just so that you can see what’s new in his sketchbook, his graffiti sketches some of his portraits its so well drawn that you are mesmerized by it. You also hang out together either to study or you just want to sit together listening to music while you watch the master creating his masterpiece.

Day by day you just start to like his stupid corny jokes about science, his eyes that reminds you of the warm sun and that stupid sweet smile of his. It’s hard not to fall for him, whenever you hang out he would hold your hand to cross the road because he doesn’t want you to fall behind or trip. The little banter you both have when you both come up with a stupid question like “does pineapple belong on pizza”.

But it all changes when he met this ‘Gwanda’ girl or Gwen is her real name since you been in the same class as her after she got transferred here apparently. Ever since he met Gwen he has been weird, that’s when you know he is the new Spider-man of Brooklyn. How do you know? You walk into his room with Ganke one day to his dorm room to return his notes, you look up to see not only Miles on the ceiling but with Gwen and seems to be more spider people. Resulting to Ganke falling back pass out while you got web by one of them.

As the months pass by you and Miles grew closer, you been with him through thick and thin. He need notes? You lend him yours, need someone to dial cops on criminal or villain that he caught? Your phone is ready, need someone to let out some pent up frustration? You will listen to him and be there for him every time. You understand being a hero for the city and a student in such a prestige school in Brooklyn can be too much for him, not to mention he is a freaking teenager. You show him support and love to him hoping that he would notice you feelings for him, of course you did all of that not only because of love,but because you genuinely care for him. But the moment the two of you would just sit together and chatting away through the evening at the ‘Foam Part’ coffee shop, everything just feels right again.

Today is the day that you will admit your feeling for Miles,feet tapping nervously on wood tile with your drink have gone down half of the cup after you keep sipping on it. You been waiting for Miles for half an hour now,you have left him a few messages but he doesn’t respond to it. But he did promise to meet here today, but thanks to his delay you keep reciting the script in your head on how you going to confess to him. Maybe make it quick and straight to the point like “Hey miles look, I like you” or make it sentimental like “Miles,ever since I met you a year ago-” your train of though got interrupted by a ring of a bell from the entrance of the coffee shop.

There standing by the door, slightly out of breath stand Miles Morales. He look around the coffee shop trying to see a familiar face, when his eyes land on you a smile is send to your direction. He make his ways to you before sitting down with a big sigh “Finally! Im done dealing with that guy” he muster up the best puppy face that he can at you “Im sorry that im late (Y/N), as a sorry I’ll buy your (favorite dessert) what do you say?” he tilt his head to the side leaning forward.

Oh how can you be mad at him after that very tempting deal so you roll your eyes and smile at him “Alright alright apology accepted,but this will be the last okay?”. He laugh and nodding his head “Aigh I’ll make sure next time I won’t be late, I be right back” he give you a wink before walking to the counter to order his drink and getting your dessert. You sit there smilling to yourself,the butterfly fluttering in your stomach.

Few minutes later Miles return with the set items “here ya go! Enjoy” he put the small plate in front of you and keeping his hot coco to himself. “You don’t have to you know,a sorry would suffice” you insist while picking up the spoon. Miles shake his head waving his hand “Nah nah I feel bad keeping you hangin man, that’s the least I could do for you”. You just let out a chuckle and nod,it’s free food so.

Like always, you are curious as to what he have been drawing this week so as you feed yourself a spoonful of sweetness “So,anything new you been cooking up?”. Miles put down his cup before nodding “Yeah yeah I have a few new pieces, here” he turn his body slightly reach for his bag pulling out his black sketchbook that is decorated by stickers “Here,check it out” he slide the book to you.

You open up the book skipping few pages back until you see a new art have been drawn by him “Whoa, these are neat Miles” you smile wide as you take in the details and bright colors of the pieces he drawn. “I wanna put up that one up on a wall,I’ll let you know when though” he says as he watches you going through his precious book. You chuckle “can’t wait Miles” you flip to another page, seeing the familiar spider people like that particular black and white spider, Miles told you his name is Spider Noir.

Your eyes trail to another piece in the page, your smile fell slightly. It’s a drawing of the familiar blonde girl, Gwen. You can’t lie that Gwen is a beautiful girl and very talented, the drawing capture her smile and her cool shaved hair that gives her more personality. The envy feeling return but you swallow it down “Wow someone is having a crush huh” you said teasingly at Miles lifting your head to look at him,with a soft but pain smile. “What do you mean?” Miles says furrowed his eyebrows. You turn the book held it up towards him lifting one of your eyebrow “Come onn don’t lie,it’s pretty obvious Miles”. Miles eyes widened “What?! no no nahh you got it wrong im not pfff that’s funny nah nah” he says as he cross his arms over his chest after waving his hand side to side.

You roll your eyes snapping the book shut putting it down on the table “Please you been talking and drawing the same spider people these past months, and you been drawing Gwen a lot too” you give him a pointed look. Miles sigh and put his arms on the table “Look (N/N) whatever it is you’re thinking it’s not that I like her its just that I…I miss her,I miss them” he gesture his hand to the book “It’s, kind of lonely being the only spider-man you know”.

You purse your lips before sigh lightly “I hope one day you can meet them again Miles” you reach for his hand,holding it both in yours. “You’re not alone here Miles, you have Ganke…you have me”

Miles look into your eyes,he is stunned. For as long as they have been friends, Miles does have a tiny crush on her. Miles just like the sound of her laughter or when she scrunched her face at his corny joke makes him forget his problem for a while. He feel comfortable with her,he feel free to be himself with or without the mask. He knows that she’ll be there whenever he needed her help, he also put an extra work to his drawings because he wanted to show you only the best pieces of art from him. But when he met Gwen and to know that she is also a spider,it feels different to him. He know how much Gwen understands him, he doesn’t feel different of being the odd one. He is confuse, over his own feelings.

“Look Miles I been wanting to tell you something” your voice snap him out of his thoughts. “W-what is it (N/N)?” Miles look at you with anticipation.

You on the other hand is having a battle with yourself in your head going back and forth with ‘tell him you feel better’ or ‘Don’t tell him and pretend’. You squeeze his hand in your palm slightly, building up the courage. ‘this is it,if he won’t return my feelings at least I get it off my chest’ you blew out an air and open your mouth “Miles, I…” the word is stuck in your throat. ‘Just say it,say it!’ you mentally scolding yourself.

Just as you open your mouth a loud crash and a panic yelling come from outsdie of the cafe, you and Miles turn to look at scene to see few robbers went inside a car while the owner is screaming for help. ‘Wow…the universe hates me huh’ you look back at Miles to see him already looking at you with a clear ‘I gotta go sorry’ in his eyes. You just tilt your head to it with an understanding smile “Go get em spidey”. Miles smiles at you, and starts to stand up but be he stops “Wait,what is it that you want to tell me?”. You shake your head “No no it’s nothing important really,just school stuff”. But Miles know better and reassure you “Look i know its important, so tell me later okay?” he says as he start to walk backward to the door “Got it?”. You nod your head “got it now go!” watching him runs out of the cafe.

Well there goes your moment to confess, you sight as you take out your phone calling your best friend.

(In earth-42 before the ATSV event)

You climb up the fire escape to Miles hideout,where he and uncle Aaron would do their plans and fixing on his Prowler suit. You know this when the day his father died he sworn to keep the neighborhood safer,not only for his mom but for you too. He try his very best not to let two of his most beloved people in his life have the same fate as his dad.

You being a lovely partner support him and his ambition, you help him provide some of the material he needed. When he got hurt or beaten up, you would be there tending him on the couch, When some day comes the day where he is drown by guilt of not saving or do anything to save his dad, you will be there either holding him or be on the phone with a gentle voice to remind him that “It’s not your fault love”. You are his anchor that keep him grounded in the sea of his big responsibilities. He have to be the man of the house, helping his mom, be a student and survive in this dangerous city.

But the two of you are such a great couple, Miles would walk you to and back from school. Always walk together hand in hand through the school hallway, keeping you protected from anyone try to do anything. Secret kisses and sweet words exchange with a whisper, only a blind person could not see how in love these two couple are. The love and tenderness in his eyes whenever he look at you as you busy telling him about your day. One time the two of you spend the whole night dancing to uncle Aaron’s boombox that he borrowed, it ended with his arms around your waist while your arms around his neck gaze into one another swaying to the music.

That moment will always stuck with you, as you reach the window to his hideout. You heard music blast coming from inside, you pull the window up and crawl in making your way to your man. Miles seem busy with his claw sitting on the stool, so you gently wrap your arm around his waist from behind giving him a soft kiss on his neck “Hey love”. He hum lifting his head from hunching over the claw turning his head to give a kiss on your temple “Hey princesa” you smile at the nickname.

“You been so busy lately love, we spend little to no time together this week but on call for hours”  you push yourself away from him leaning on the table beside him. Miles continue to temper with his claw “lo siento, princesa. Promise after I finish with this I’m yours for the night” he glance at you. You look over to the other side of the table to see his black sketchbook, you reach and open it to see few of his old drawings he made. He have less and less time to draw his heart out these past weeks, you keep turning the pages when you see a beautiful drawing of you. You graze your finger over it to see the details and pop out colors. Your hear swell to see he have been drawing you on the few pages back, he drawn you when you’re in class and when you were practicing volleyball he capture your smile every single one of it.

“Aigh im done now, you good mi amada?” Miles call out to you as he grabbing his signature green and purple jacket, he turn his head to see you looking at his sketchbook eyeing on the particular piece that he draw few days back. He knows you love it when he draws you, he wrap one of his arm around your waist leaning his head on yours “Mi amada come on, you can check em out later”. You put the book down chuckling “Okay okay Mr Morales im goingg” you broke out a grin as he drag you by the waist to the same window you came in.

You spend the night getting tacos and chatting together in the cafe you love to hang out at, Miles insist of paying the drinks and your favorite dessert as you two stand patiently at the line to order. Miles held you close to him both are oblivious as what will happen to them soon. A figure dress in all black with hoodie up and mask covering half of his face, he walks up to the cashier.

“Uhm sir you need to be in line to order please” the little waitress says a bit skeptical at the man. “I’m not here for that, the register. open it” the guys says making the waitress even more confuse “E-excuse me sir?”. The guy sudden reach for his back pulling out a gun pointing straight at her “I said open the register now!”

His voice caught the attention not only to the two of you but the few teens in the cafe, once it clicked in their head what is happening some reach for the phone to dial the police but the robber turn around keeping the gun up “If any of you even think of putting your phone up I’ll fucking shoot you!”

Miles already pulling you behind him, his mind is racking for any plans so that this situation won’t get out of hand. You on the other hand holding on to your phone already dialing the 911 but you let the operator listens to the whole commotion, You hand grips tightly on Miles arm, heart beats so fast that you can hear it in your ears. “Miles, what should we do?” you whisper to him. “It’s okay, I’ll handle this okay?” you held on to him with a frown, you know he can handle a simple robbery with his Prowler suit but right now he doesn't have anything to defend himself. “don’t be ridiculous you don’t have your suit” you hiss out through your teeth furrowing your brows at him.

Miles turn his head to his face hold a serious expression,his tone is stern “Just stay out of it, let the police know what happen okay?” before you could protest Miles already make his way to the robber grabbing on to his shoulder turning him around grabbing his arm twisting it. The robber yelp at the sudden attack from Miles, the pain from his twisted arm making him let go of the gun, the weapon fall to the floor as the two struggle accidentally kicking the gun to your direction. You look at the gun and look at the two, you quickly reach down to the gun holding on to it so that the robber won’t take it.

The robber look at the gun and then up to you, the look on that guy’s face strike fear in you, you hand starts to tremble holding the gun. The robber punch Miles straight to his face,this time without his mask the pain makes Miles stumble to the side making the robber charge towards his terrified partner. “Give that to me bitch!” He grab on to your arm so hard that it is starting to hurt, but you determine to keep holding on to the gun.

Miles shake his head to relieve the pain slightly to see his partner and the robber are fighting over the gun, in panic he rush over to them “(Y/N)!”. Suddenly everything turns slow mo, the robber tug the gun hard from your grasp turning it towards you and

BAM!! BAM!

Two shots have been released, a searing pain runs through your abdomen and chest. The blows making you stumble back on your feet a few time before your knees buckle underneath you, you body slammed on the floor. The sounds of people screams muffle and your vision starts to get blur.

Miles look at the scene eyes wide, ‘no,no this can’t be happening’. He rushes to your side in his head screaming ‘Please no, god no no not her too’ his hand hover over the gunshot before he softly says to you “Okay okay I'm going to turn you around baby” trying to reassure you and to himself. He carefully lift one of your side to look at the gunshot to see if it went all the way through, it does. You are bleeding out a lot, loosing blood by the second. He look back to your face to see you are crying and gasping, he hold your face with both of his face, he try his best to hold on to his tears as he choke out the words “Baby listen to me you’re gonna be alright, just hold on for a little longer baby please”.

The robber realized what he had done run out of the cafe, but Miles paid no mind as he is grasping on to you. You feel yourself is slowly slipping away, your eyes locked on to the beautiful brown eyes of your boyfriend. Struggle to breath you choke out the words “I-im scared Miles”. He held on to your hand bringing it to his cheek “Im here baby I’m here” he says as a tear runs down his cheek dripping on to your cold cheek. You know it be the last time you will ever see his honey brown eyes, with a last energy you mustered “M-Miles I-”

Then silent…to Miles everything around him is muffled, he is staring into your eyes as you pass to the other side. Your warm hand is now cold In his, he already misses your voice. He hold your limp body to his chest sobbing as he chant

“I’m sorry”

(Back to earth 1610 Miles and Reader)

For some reason everything went wrong so fast in one day, you and Miles barely survive the spider arm. One after another happened in a such pace you could barely catch up but now Miles have successfully got both of you home,or not. You are waiting patiently on the rooftop of his apartment to help him with the Spot but your eyes widened at the big graffiti on the wall of the other building, when did Mr Morales died? You remember that Miguel says his death will be in two days. The sinking feeling in your stomach is making you panic, you pieces together that you are in a wrong home, in a wrong dimension. The once lively and beautiful city turn into this dark and grimy city,the street that are always filled with people is now silence, you're in a completely different place. You run your fingers through your hair in frustration “Oh shit shit” then you walk towards the door leading to the staircase ‘I have to get Miles!’ as your hand was about to reach the door a voice came from behind the door.

Your eyes widened quickly pressing yourself to the wall blending into the shadow to see who walk out of the door, there walk out uncle Aaron and Miles. Miles on the other hand is scare and worry about you, he left you here for while and promise to come back but after he figure out he is in a different dimension he wanted to run out of his house to get to you but instead he stumble to his supposed dead uncle. “Look uncle Aaron, I gotta uh go” he try to get out of the situation “I gotta go find” his words trail  as his eyes land on the same graffiti, his dad is dead in this dimension. Before he could do anything a figure jump from the other rooftop and sucker punch Miles making him pass out straight to the floor.

You cover your mouth as you witness everything play out in front of you, not believing this is really happening. For another dimension you would have thought that uncle Aaron will be the same as your dimension uncle Aaron but no, this guy is something else. You have to save Miles and go home ASAP, you watch as Aaron slung the limp body of Miles over his shoulder turning to the other figure seems to have an exchange of conversation before the figure leap away from the rooftop to another. Aaron on the other hand walk to the fire escape stairs making his way down to the dark alleyway.

You have no other choice, you have to save Miles. You have no one else to call for help. You’re on your own, so you follow behind a few feet away from Aaron. The quiet and empty street is dark enough for you to trail without raising any of his attention, heck the street is dark enough for people in their home not to question the limp body he is currently carrying.

After a few minutes you are in a familiar window of uncle Aaron’s house, you peek inside through the window from the fire escape stair that you once went with Miles to sneak out to visit his uncle. You wait patiently as Aaron have tied Miles to the punching bag with chains and wires, Aaron answers his phone call it seems to be urgent. ‘please go out please go out’ you chant in your head and your prayer is answered as Aaron walk out of the room after he shut his phone, huh that was easy.

You push the window up and goes in as quietly as you can, your eyes glance around the dark room, completely oblivious to a pair of eyes are watching your every move from the beginning. He hope the person that his other self is looking for will be you and you walk right in to him. He got a second chance to see you again,and he intended to keep you here all to himself.

As you walk right under him, the figure dangle himself down with one of his hand try not to make any sudden noise to startle you. Before you could reach to his counterpart, he reach his hand to your shoulder gently hold on to it. You startle by the sudden contact make you turn around to see a purple neon mask staring at you, you gasp out in surprise stumble back on your feet “W-wait!” you are scare of him. You used to love his mask, you thought it look ‘cool’.

Miles quickly hold on to both of your forearm pulling you gently to him, he unmask himself so that you can hear his voice. His voice is gentle “Shh shh calm down mi amada its me”  he hold firmly at your forearms taking a few step closer to you. You are scare at this guy, the darkness of the room is making it hard for you to see his face but why is he talking to you like he known you before? And the voice sound so familiar. “W-who are you?”

Miles steps forward to you making you take every each step back until you are pin against the table and finally the light shine on to the person in front of you, that same honey eyes staring back at you. “M-Miles?” you stare at him eyes wide, this Miles looks different he have eye bags, slightly sunken cheek and his hair is shave and braided.

He look at you with a sad smile, you were too stun to do anything as he hold your cheek so gently “Hey mi amada, what happened to you?” his thumb grazing over a little scratch on your cheek cause by Miguel. “W-what did you just called me” you ask but this Miles pay no mind to your question “It’s alright I’m here now I won’t let anything happen to you,not this time”. Your mind is racing, why is he calling you my beloved? Why does he seem to miss you? Your other half is also here…well was here. Your eyes held sympathy at him now “Were you close?”

Miles saddened at your words “What are you saying mi vida, we are close” you shake your head at him taking his hand that is holding your cheek moving it away from your cheek “No no im not her Miles please” he grasp your hand pinning them to the table “We belong together mi amor, you belong to me” he lean closer to you, now chest to chest. You tremble slightly fear of this Miles behavior.

(1610 Miles POV)

Miles open his eyes, his head rings as he try to focus on his vision but as he open his eyes to see you are pinned down by somebody. Miles see your eyes make contact with his, your eyes are begging for him to help. But he can’t do anything but to dangle helplessly. The person pinning her to the table hold her chin turning her chin“Ah ah attention to me mi vida” Miles are even more confuse as to why this stranger is calling you endearing name that only use if you have an intimate relationship. “Please…you have to let me go, I-im not who you think I am” she whimper as you try to move away from the person but he shushed her “Shh mi princesa”

Miles heart burned slightly to see this person calling you different endearing names, its like he is talking to his lover and the tender touches is like he holding a treasure. Miles have been the few person that you trust and comfortable enough for physical touch, the warm hugs you share and the hand holding as you walk together. To see this complete stranger to just touch you it triggers his protectivenes and his, hidden feelings for you. “Hey! Let go of her man!”

(Back to third POV)

Miles lean back slightly a lopside smile tug on his lips before he lick his teeth “So, he’s awake” he still keep you pin to the table. “What so special about him hm? Tell me mi princesa” he reaches over to the side for one of his claw. “Base on the first name term you been calling him, you’re not even together,you’re not special to him” he hold his gaze onto you, hoping for you to understand his side and stay. Your heart squeeze painfully at his words, you two are nothing more than a friend.

“But to me, you’re my treasure, mi amor” his eyes is pleading at you, “He have all this fancy power but he can’t even get you home safe, mi princessa don’t you see? You’re here for a reason, to be here by my side together again”

Miles shake his head ‘no no no that’s not true (N/N) don’t listen to him’, he does care for her, he always have, you are special to him. You have been with him from the beginning, when you stand up to him to Miguel his heart swell to see you will always be by his side even when the others are againts him. He doesn’t want to lose you. “No don’t listen to him (Y/N)” Miles voice seems to annoy this other Miles.

“You’re so beautiful..I have miss your alluring voice talking to me, your soft touches” he put on his claw. “Why would you want to be with someone like him” his voice is lace with venom, he hate his other self to not cherish you like he would.

“Who are you..what do you want from her” Miles eyes glare at the back of this guy skull, he heard him chuckle “I’m” he pause before turn his head “I'm Miles Morales. But you,you can call me the Prowler” the other Miles says as he glare at the dangling spider.

Miles eyes widened to see himself with full on Prowler gear and a braided hair,he look much more mature here. Miles put the pieces of puzzle together in his head,In this dimension he too have his version of (Y/N), after hearing the names he have been calling it seems his other self is truly in love with not only earth 42 version of (Y/N) but from 1610 dimension too. “Look man…I know you have history with her but you can’t keep her here…you have to let us go”

The Prowler Miles walk up to near him “And let YOU keep her?” he raises his claws powering it up curling his claws into a fist “why would I do that” he put the fist beside his head.  

You watch the two Miles, one is glaring to the other while the other is looking at the other with an eyes burning with determination. Determined to get you out of here…but the question is

Who will you choose?

(the end)

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Poison (Billy Butcher x Reader)

Pairing: Billy Butcher x Reader

!! Spoilers for The Boys Season 3, episode 2 !! I’m interrupting my Top Gun mania to write for The Boys. I wrote this while on withdrawal from painkiller/AD and it turned out more angsty than I intended, but I’m pretty proud of this piece. Hope you’ll like it! TW: mention of death and alcohol, smut, p in v sex, kinda rough sex, angst, age gap, Reader is female and younger than Butcher but definitely of age (in her 20s or 30s)

MASTERLIST

Butcher had - has - many vices. Addictions come easy to him. But sex is not one of them. Not since he lost his wife. The first time at least. Now he doesn’t even have the hope of finding her alive. He knows she’s dead, she won’t come back. He can’t decide if it’s worse or not than being in the limbo of maybe.

Her death has dug a new hole in his heart. In his already flimsy ethics. He just doesn’t care anymore about what happens to him, he has decided to follow his instincts - all of them, even the lower ones. It’s a death wish and a hedonistic impulse all wrapped into one. Into his sick mind. Into his oh so very mortal body.

The last remnants of compound V are running in his veins. The green poison is temporary - but it’s a poison nonetheless. He hates every minute of it. It enhances everything: his strength, his senses, his wit, but also his darkness, his impulsiveness, his ugly desires. He has one hour left before withdrawal, maybe two. And his mission is done. He found the supe he was looking for, he had squeezed the answers out of him, and then he had killed him. There is blood on his shoes, on the lapel of his ragged jacket. He can still smell it, and it’s driving him crazy. All this power at the tip of his fingers, and nowhere to put it. No more supes to smash to a pulp. He’s growing restless. Frustrated. He needs an outlet.

And then he runs into her when he gets back to the safe house. He knows her somehow. She’s a friend of a friend of Frenchie. She helped them once or twice. Or they helped her? He’s not sure but he remembers her because she looked pretty and young and out of her depth. Not the kind of girl who would usually hang around the likes of Frenchie and Chérie. She had been kind to Kimiko, when most people act afraid or like she doesn’t exist. She was different in a way he couldn’t really describe. She also had been nice to him. Flirty even, if he must believe MM’s taunt. She had looked at him like he wasn’t the monster he is, and he had been unsettled for a second. If he weren’t trying to lie to himself, he would recognize she reminded him of Becca.

It’s dark outside - he has lost track of time. All he knows is the feeling of power pulsing under his skin. And the girl, she smiles at him, she asks where the others are, she offers some food she brought back just for them. She still looks pretty. Still looks out of place in this rundown basement.

Are you okay? You look like you just snorted a kilo of cocaine. She quips, and he chuckles because her french accent makes everything she says sound so damn cute. Is that blood? Are you hurt? She adds when she gets closer, and he can see the faint freckles on her nose, the way her eyes grow big and concerned under her long lashes. Her hands find his chest, she wants to soothe him, to understand and to cure. The compound V is still thrumming in his body. He still has all this energy to spare. He doesn’t know how to cure that, until her lips fall on his.

It’s kind of a blur - experimental drugs will do that to you - but he’s now pressing her against the wall, kissing her senseless. He buries his face into her neck, getting drunk on her smell, something sweet and girlish, until he rucks her mini skirt up her thighs and drags his fingers against her clothed cunt. The fabric of her panty is damp, and he swears he can also smell this. He’s rock hard in his jeans, already leaking, like he’s a freaking teenager again. He snatches the fabric aside and gathers her slick before pressing circles into her little clit. She gasps and pants and it makes his ego swell. She grabs his arms as he pushes her even more against the wall, and he has to step back, let her breathe because he just forgot for a moment that he could crush her in a blink if he wanted to.

Please, Butcher She begs. He hates that she has to call him by this name, but it’s the only one she has for him. Still, he’s more than happy to comply, and to finally open his fly. He notices the way she tenses when she sees him. He’s never been this hard, this big, full of his drug-enhanced blood. He keeps his fingers on her clit, rubbing slow as he breaches her. He has to remind her to breathe and relax before he starts moving. He’s holding her, driving her up against the concrete. He can do that without breaking a sweat, without worrying his bad elbow will give out. She weighs nothing in his arms, it’s like carrying a cloud. She feels hot, scorching hot and tight and wet around his cock. He grinds his hips carefully, he wants to stay in control, to make it good for her, even though the green shit in his veins commands him to go fast and hard. Top take, to rip open, to not worry about the consequences.

**

She had always found him kinda hot. She finds everyone kinda hot actually, that’s her problem. But the first time she saw him, with his stupid grin and jerky attitude contrasting with his rugged appearance, she knew she was doomed. Butcher, two syllables that don’t try to sugar coat who he is. It’s not a hyperbole either. He has that violent aura, that assured bravado dipped in a very dark sense of humour. He also has the body count - in the very literal sense - to back it up. Everything about him screams danger, and the stories she heard should raise a thousand red flags. But she decided that he was too handsome to dwell on such consideration. It was actually part of the appeal. Her survival instinct was already fucked up, another dubious choice in her so called romantic life wouldn’t make a difference in the mess that was her existence.

The concrete wall is unforgiving for her back. She’s deliciously split open on his cock, pinned there with nowhere to go. He had swept her clean off her feet effortlessly. He looked buffed anyway, but she was not ready for this. Something was wrong with him. He was too quiet. There was a faint glimpse of too bright orange-y light in his eyes that wasn’t there before. He seemed on edge, ready to take on the world and to burst into tears at the same time. She wanted to help, as always.

He moves slowly, filling her so well, one of his hands between her legs, touching her where she needs it. Calloused fingertips on her tender flesh, the pressure perfect. It’s surprising because she thought he would be way rougher than he is - and she would have been happy with that. She could have dealt with the manhandling, and the quick fuck with no tomorrow. It would have been the perfect way to flush him out of her system. The almost-tenderness he’s displaying, the care, yet basic enough, he’s putting into this - she’s not sure she can process. She peers up at him with half hooded eyes, and he looks on the verge of crying. She surges forward, kissing his lips, drinking whatever sorrow is bothering him. She wants to help, as always.

***

Butcher keeps fucking her through the kiss, he licks into her mouth with a renewed hunger. She tastes like bubblegum and vodka, and it makes perfect sense with the rest of her. He tries to forget the sudden realisation she was the first girl he was sleeping with since Becca’s death. It had hit him from nowhere. Compound V has the nasty side effect of making you believe you’re unstoppable - that is until something you can’t break with your bare hands, like emotion or memory, comes back to bite you in the ass.

Butcher… butcher! She calls him back to reality. A pang of guilt crosses his face when he notices the way she’s huddled harshly between the wall and him, the thin tank top she’s wearing not enough to cushion the soft skin of her back from the hard concrete.

He mutters an apology and he carries her to the old couch below the dirty window. She’s still so light in his arms, she feels unreal. A ghost. An elaborate hallucination. Maybe he’s slowly losing his mind because of the greenish liquid sloshing in his skull. The only thing convincing him she’s somewhat true is her warmth, her smell, the soft noises she makes. It’s crazy how being a supe sharpens his senses until he can pick up the smell of her sweat under her perfume, of her wet cunt, until he can hear the slightest hitch in her breathing, the thump of her heart speeding up when he pushes inside her again.

Soft moans fill the room again as he rocks gently against her. Her hands are buried in his hair, grabbing at the luscious locks. She tugs at his scalp, bites his bottom lip, and snaps her own hips to take him further. He smiles against her neck as he understands what she needs.

‘You fancy it rougher, luv?   He whispers, voice hoarse with this heavy accent of his. She nods greedily. What a pretty dirty little thing you are He acknowledges, a hand collaring her neck, and her pussy clenches on his cock at this.

A grunt escapes his lips, something feral, almost victorious, as he feels the last surge of cursed power coursing through his body.

[prince-rowan-of-the-forest]

Mine is a World of Rooftops and Love Songs

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Virgil is invited to a New Years' party and without an excuse not to go he can't turn it down. Who knew that all it takes to make friends is bad punctuality and sensory issues? Honestly, Virgil wished someone had told him sooner.

AKA: Virgil goes to a party, freaks out and ends up on a rooftop with his best friend's brother. Alls well that ends well, I guess?

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| Ao3 |

Warnings:

-Referenced underage drinking.

-A lot of alcohol mentions.

-Referenced sexual content (literally one line)

-Referenced homophobia/transphobia (also just one or two lines)

I think that's it but if you notice anything else please let me know.

Pairings: Prinxiety, referenced Logicality, referenced Dukeceit.

Word Count: 4843

Notes:

Title taken from a quote by Roman Payne

I thought I should make a fic for new years :D

I honestly believe that with enough money and determination teenagers can do anything they set their minds to.

I'm gonna make another post about this in a bit because this became an au as I wrote it so. (Most of what I plan to post is in the end notes on ao3)

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Virgil had been invited to a New Years party. 

Usually living right on the outskirts of their little town paired with being standoffish and sometimes outright rude got him out of being invited to get-togethers held by the other people his age. Usually they neglected to invite him to birthdays or conveniently forgot his invitation to homecoming parties or other, stupid, highschool events. Which was great for him, he was way too anxious and antisocial for a party where he’d be expected to drink alcohol and dance weirdly in front of actual real people to shitty music he didn’t even like.

But for some reason, in his senior year, he had been invited to a ‘New Year’s Gathering’. The invitation promised booze galore, fireworks, music, dancing, cocktails, party games, you name it. It seemed to be a huge party, too. He’d heard someone mention that both the seniors and juniors had all been invited and someone had somehow apparently gotten permission to hold the ‘gathering’ in the big old mansion house that had been vacant since the last residents moved out a few years ago on the border of the town and forest, surprisingly close to where Virgil lived.

According to hallway gossip, the party committee (he had no idea who that consisted of, but he assumed it was fellow students) and gotten free roam of the house and it’s grounds for two days, new years eve and the day after. It was already being talked about as the biggest school-wide event in two decades which didn’t make Virgil want to go any more than the glitter soaked invitation had. Which, to be clear, meant that he didn’t want to go one bit. 

But then again, his parents had left him home alone over the week of New Years, they had gone to visit some family a few states away to celebrate with them and Virgil had adamantly protested to stay home (He hated how his grandparents poked at him for being gay and his aunts conveniently forgot his was a boy and not a girl despite him reminding them every time he saw them), so they had eventually relented and let him stay by himself. That meant that he wouldn’t be doing anything over New Years, which meant he had no excuse not to go to this party.

And the whole school knew it, because of course they did. Gossip spread like a forest fire in their school, no-one had secrets, not for very long. Not attending without an excuse would be social suicide, especailly for a big event like this. Especially when he’d actually been invited for once. 

That’s how Virgil found himself standing outside of the house, wearing a leather jacket (it was the only thing he had that was smarter than his hoodies) ripped jeans and his big platform boots. He’d gone all out on makeup and he looked like something plucked straight from the 2000’s emo era, complimented by the sheer amount of piercings he was wearing. Usually he didn’t wear his snakebites and nose ring in school, the teachers tended to get upset over it. He also chose to wear one of his chokers and another necklace on top of that, as well as a pair of cuff bracelets. He knew he’d overdone the emo look just a little bit, but to be honest, he looked absolutely epic in his opinion and he needed every tiny ounce of confidnce he could get to get through this party. Not to mention, maybe the whole look would scare some people off too. 

After taking a few deep, steadying breaths to calm his racing heart, Virgil finally looked up at the house. He was a little late, granted, but he hadn’t quite expected this many bikes (and the occasional car) to be littering the driveway of the mansion house, The lights on the first floor were on, illuminating the grounds with flashing colours and light from nearly every window. Upstairs most of the curtains were drawn and Virgil could almost guarantee that at least one pair were already getting it on in one of the bedrooms- what? This was a mansion house full of seventeen and eighteen year olds with access to too much alcohol. What did you expect to happen? Heaven knows it was probably his- only- friend, Remus and his boyfriend Janus.

Which by extension meant he was likely alone in a sea of teenagers who all either chose to ignore him or hated him. Lovely, brilliant, thanks Remus. 

The tired looking girl sat in the front hallway of the mansion checked his invitation (because apparently, despite every youth of age being invited, people sneaking in was still a worry?) and offered to take his jacket. He gave her a look and she shrugged, waving him off. 

He followed the helpful but kind of unnecessary signs to the mansion’s banquet hall turned nightclub where the DJ- was that the cool non-binary person from his class?- was blasting music so loudly that the bass shook the floor. They were up front on a makeshift stage with mixers that they’d gotten from who knows where, wearing headphones and mixing vinyl records like this was the eighties. Virgil shrugged, he respected their committment to the aesthetic at least. 

There were bright lights, too, the flashing colours and pounding music were already making his head hurt, nevermind the crowd of sweaty teenagers dancing in the centre of the room, most of them talking to their friends or yelling to someone across the hall. A bunch more people lingered around the edges of the space. He could see a bar had been set up using foldable tables behind which two people were haphazardly throwing alcohol together into cocktails without following any real recipe. Virgil suspected that they tasted disgusting and decided to steer away from that table. Cocktails were nice enough, but only when he knew what was going into them so he knew he wouldn’t black out immediately after drinking one. Those things could be dangerous. 

There was another table set up with snacks, bags of crisps, chocolate bars, nut packets, some of those mixed fruit bags you could get from McDonalds instead of a Mcflurry or a cookie if you really hated yourself (Virgil had no idea how they’d gotten so many). On one side of the table he could see that they were giving out glow bands and a few of the weird hippie girls- who lived somewhere off in the forest and Virgil was half suspicious that they were actually fae in disguise but that’s irrelevant- were doing facepainting with glow in the dark facepaint if you paid a dollar. 

So much was going on at once, on the other side of the snack table there was a giant bowl of punch that you could scoop into a glass that Virgil was certain had already been spiked. Two brothers who’s parents owned the brewery and vineyards on the opposite side of town were selling homemade wine for five dollars a glass, which was a steal even if Virgil wasn’t interested. A lot of people seemed to be either giving out or selling things, which Virgil must have missed on the invite. Maybe that’s why so many people were invited, this wasn’t just a highschool party. A more accurate way to describe it was: imagine a highschool house party, a school faire, a nightclub and the regency aesthetic had a baby together and then that baby was raised by irresponsible teenagers with terrible fashion choices. That’s what this was.

Virgil flinched when someone bumped into him, turning on the intruder to his personal space only to find that they’d already disappeared into the crowd. 

He took another deep breath, folding his arms and stuffing his hands under his jacket where his fingers clung to the soft black turtleneck he wore underneath. Hunching over a little in an attempt to make himself smaller and thus hopefully make it easier to avoid people, he started to skulk around the side of the room, looking up at the crowd every now and again but trying to avoid eye contact. He had to find someone that he could ask where the closest exit was, it was so hard to see where he was going in this room with the crowds and lights and so much noise.

The closest table to him happened to be the facepainting, and thank goodness for that because at least the hippie girls seemed to be chill around everyone. He was sure they’d be able to point him to an exit. As he approached- slowly enough that he wouldn’t bump into anyone- one of the girls noticed him and stood up, waving him over. 

“Hey!” She said, her curly white hair bobbing with her head as she spoke, her silver framed glasses reflected the light in a rainbow of colours- how interesting- “Are you alright, sweetheart? You look a little frazzled.”

“Yeah- I-” Virgil forced out, trying to explain, he wasn’t even sure if she could hear him over the swelling noise of the party and besides, the words stopped coming out after a second, they wouldn’t go past his throat. His eyes darted around, looking at the encroaching crowd and then back at the girl in front of him. It was too much, everywhere, all at once-

“Hey, hey, look at me, ok?” She said to him, bringing his attention back to her, “May I have your hands?”

Not sure what she wanted, but somehow reassured by her tone, Virgil pulled his hands from their positions curled around his torso and held them out to her. She gripped them with just the right amount of pressure to keep him focused. 

“Ok, I’m gonna ask you to try and breath for a second, okay?” She asked, tilting her head a little, Virgil’s eyes followed the slight movement and he nodded, “Okay, in… out… in… and out, you got it! Now keep doing that for me, okay?”

All Virgil could do was nod, as she turned to the friend closest to her, “Hey, Indie, I’ll be right back, kay? Just gonna get this sweetheart somewhere quiet.”

Her friend nodded and gave a one handed thumbs up as she continued to paint some other kid’s face with her other hand. The girl turned back to him with a smile.

“Alrighty, I’m gonna bring you to the kitchen, ok? I was in there earlier and it’s super nice, I���m pretty sure they’re hoarding food there too, but don’t tell anyone,” She said with a wink as she leaned close and whispered the last part to him, she let go of one of his hands but kept hold of the other, “I’m going to keep hold of you so we don’t get separated, okay?”

“Mhm,” Virgil hummed in response and she smiled before beginning to lead him off.

The hallway outside of the banquet hall was just as grand as the rest of the mansion, but so much quieter compared to the main party room. There were still people out here. Smaller groups of friends who had left the room and sat down together in the hallways to chat or play stupid games where they could actually hear eachother talk. The girl lead him past these people and he followed her almost on autopilot after she let go of his hand.

“There is a door straight from the kitchen to the banquet hall,” The girl explained as she lead him along the hallway until eventually they arrived at a large old looking wooden door, “This is the long way round, but I thought it might be better than having to push through all those people.”

“Definitely,” Virgil huffed, his voice quiet, but now that he could breath in cooler air and he wasn’t being bombarded with noise on all sides he found his ability to form coherent sentences coming back to him. The girl pushed open the kitchen door, which creaked as it was opened and Virgil flinched, those hinges really need oiling. 

“Hey Buttercup!” She called into the open space, “I’ve got someone for you!”

“Sel?” Someone else called back, before a boy appeared from around the corner wearing round glasses and a cat hoodie. Virgil’s eyes widened slightly because he definitely recognised this guy, his dirty blond hair that seemed to bounce, endless freckles, bright blue eyes that always seemed to sparkle with happiness. He couldn’t remember the guy’s name, but he remembered his face quite well. 

He had been in the same class as Virgil in the sixth grade, right when Virgil had first figured out that he might be trans and started trying to change his appearence little by little. The bullying and rumours had really started off when he cut off most of his much longer hair. It was awful (he was eleven years old and didn’t know how to cut hair, give him some credit) and this guy had been the only one in the class to stand up for him and somehow get (almost) everyone to leave him the hell alone. Virgil had never actually talked to him, because he barely talked at all during those few years, but he had appreciated everything this other boy did. He didn’t even know if he would remember Virgil, it had been so long- almost six years- and Virgil’s look had changed a lot in that time.

“Oh! Hi!” He smiled at Virgil, “You’re… sorry I um- I know you changed your name-?”

“Virgil,” He answered with an awkward half smile, it was interesting to note that he was about a foot taller than this guy now, he used to be shorter.

“Right! That’s it, hi Virgil, welcome to the kitchen,” He grinned, “I’m Patton, I don’t know if you remember, it’s been a while.”

“Yeah- um- it has…” Virgil mumbled, rubbing his arm, “Sorry I-”

“It’s ok, I kinda sprung that on you, kiddo, don’t worry!” Patton smiled, “The kitchen’s currently being used as a secret safe space, so feel free to hang around as long as you like! We’re keeping it secret so we don’t get flooded with people coming in here for the hell of it, but we’ve had a few people show up to escape from all the noise,”

“Oh, neat,” Virgil nodded, glancing around.

“Alrighty! Well I better head back, I left Indie in charge of the face painting,” ‘Sel’ told them, her voice chipper. Patton made a face and she laughed, “Have fun boys!”

With that, she darted back out of the door and left them alone, Virgil coughed awkwardly. 

“Are- are you two- um?” Virgil asked, raising an eyebrow and hoping he got the point of his question across to Patton. He looked confused for a second before gasping.

“Oh no!” He laughed, “We aren’t dating, if that’s what you mean, last I heard she was in a poly relationship with a couple of her friends! We just go hiking in the forest together sometimes.”

“Right- I- sorry for assuming,” Virgil mumbled, fiddling with the silver zip on his jacket and looking down, goddamnit why did he even say anything, now he’d just made this whole thing way more awkward than it already was.

“It’s totally fine!” Patton reassured, still smiling, “Don’t worry, oh! Would you like a cupcake? We’ve got a few back here.”

“Um- sure?” Virgil said, narrowing his eyes a little in confusion, Patton just smiled wider and waved him over, around the corner of the kitchen where they had a couple plates of food on the counter. Behind said counter stood someone else Virgil recognised. One of the more popular kids in his grade and also Remus’ brother; Roman.

Although Virgil knew Roman by name and through the many stories Remus had told him, they had never actually interacted in person. Remus tried his best to spend every possible second out of his house, so whenever they hung out it was either at Virgil’s house or the forest or somewhere more public like the park or coffee shop. As a result, Virgil had never actually talked to Roman. 

“Hey!” Roman said with a grin, “You’re the emo kid from class C, right? Aren’t you dating my brother?”

If Virgil had been drinking something he would have done a genuine cartoon spit-take. Unfortunately he wasn’t drinking anything so instead he just ended up choking on his own breath. 

“No. absolutely not, one-hundred percent nope.” Virgil said, fake gagging once he had recovered, “He’s my friend yes, but he’s also a fucking bastard and I would not date him even it somehow paid for my top surgery.”

“Oh thank god,” Roman sighed in relief, “Him holding the fact that he got a boyfriend before I did over me was getting infuriating. Now I know he was lying.”

“I-” Virgil stopped, “Remus does have a boyfriend.”

“Wait what.”

“Yeah- he’s dating Janus, you know- the guy who’s always wearing that weird bowler hat?” Virgil said, raising an eyebrow. Roman spluttered.

“Goddamnit,” He mumbled, “I can’t believe that asshole actually got a date before I did.”

“Awwee how sad for you,” Virgil said, tone dripping with sarcasm.

“Hey! Don’t you make fun of me!” Roman pointed at him, “I bet you don’t have a date either!”

“Well- no- but-” Virgil shook his head, “I’m not whining about it, and I also don’t care. Not having a romantic partner isn’t the be-all-and-end-all, you know.”

“Now kiddos, let’s not be mean to eachother, ok?” Patton called.

“You can talk! Mr. I’m Dating Logan Favian And I’m Gonna Make Sure Everyone Knows It By Making Out With Him In The School Parking Lot,” Roman said, turning his accusing finger on Patton. Virgil couldn’t help but snicker as Patton went beet red and started spluttering.

“That was one time!” Patton yelped, “And only because some girl was hitting on him and wouldn’t take no as an answer!”

“Yass queen protect your mans,” Virgil said with an exaggerated gasp as he flapped his hands around. Roman burst out laughing and Patton just shook his head and turned away with a smile.

“It’s almost midnight,” Patton said, “Are you guys going to come back to the party for the countdown?” 

“Probably not,” Virgil said with a shrug, “I didn’t even want to be here in the first place, I definitely don’t want to go back into that room.”

“Yeah I uh- I think I’m gonna stay here too,” Roman shrugged, “I’m not sure I’d be up for standing in a mass of screaming people at the moment.”

“Fair enough,” Patton said, picking up one of the large platters that sat on the counter. On it were hundreds of cheese and pineapple sticks, one of which Roman swiped as Patton went past, “Just- try not to kill each other until I get back, kay?”

“I think I can manage that,” Virgil said, Roman nodded, “Maybe.”

“Huh!?” Roman yelped, “Maybe??”

“Depends how annoying you are,” Virgil said with a smile.

“I bet I could take you,” 

“Oh really? Wanna bet?”

“Hey!” Patton called, just as he was about to leave the door, “No. Fighting.”

“Fine,” Both of them said through gritted teeth. 

“Cupcake?” Roman asked, gesturing to one of the remaining platters. It only had two cupcakes left on it. Both of them were decorated with pastel pink and purple icing with rainbow sprinkles. What relevance did these even have to New Years? Oh well.

“Sure, why not?” Virgil said after a moment, taking one. Roman grinned and took the other.

“You wanna watch the fireworks?” Roman asked, Virgil turned on him with a glare.

“If I wanted to watch the fireworks I would’ve gone outside to watch them,” Virgil told him, “Fireworks are too loud and so are people,”

“I know somewhere we could go to watch them without anyone around, if you want to?” Roman suggested, leaning forward and wiggling his eyebrows at Virgil.

“Don’t be gross about it,” Virgil groaned, pushing Roman away, “I get enough of that from your brother. Where is this ‘somewhere’ you know?”

“It’s a surprise!” Roman called with a grin, “If you want to see, that is?”

Virgil sighed and shook his head. Well, he didn’t exactly have anything better to do, and watching the fireworks from somewhere peaceful might be nice… “Ok fine, lead the way,”

Roman grinned like a child who’d just been given candy and hurried out of the kitchen. Virgil followed closely behind, back past the banquet hall, around a corner back to the entrance hall, up the half carpeted marble stairs, up another flight of stairs, along a much narrower corridore that seemed to lead right to the back of the house, through a door that both Virgil and Roman had to duck under to get through and up another staircase, this one winding and steep and much less fancy than the main stairways and through another tiny little door at the top.

The room they emerged in was enormous. It must have been the size of the entire house, with no walls or partitions aside from the wall separating them from the staircase and another on the very opposite side of the building that Virgil could barely see. The room would have been pitch black if it werent for the massive dormer windows on each side of the pointed ceiling letting in rays of moonlight. They were in the roof of the house, the attic. 

“Are we watching from in here?” Virgil asked, raising an eyebrow as Roman lead them forward. As he stepped he stirred up dust. It was far too silent up here compared to the blasting music downstairs. Surely they should still be able to hear it? He didn’t want to think about that.

“It’s creepier up here at night,” Roman commented idly, climbing up on top of a large wooden crate that was placed conveniently right in front of one of the windows. 

“Oh really? I never would’ve expected that,” Virgil said, rolling his eyes as Roman floundered with the old latchs on the window. They looked old and like they’d rusted over with exposure and disuse, but eventually Roman managed to yank them open and push open one of the windows. 

And then he started to climb out of it onto the large sill.

“Oh no, no, absolutely not,” Virgil shook his head, holding up his hands, “I am not climbing up onto the roof of a three story mansion.”

Roman sighed and leaned back in through the window, bracing himself on the frame with one hand while he extended the other to Virgil.

“Do you trust me?” He asked, meeting Virgil’s eyes. Virgil narrowed his own eyes in suspicion.

“Are you trying to do a Disney bit right now? Seriously?” Virgil asked, glaring at him.  

Roman laughed, “Sorry! I simply saw the opportunity and had to, but seriously, I won’t let you fall, I promise,”

Virgil hesitated, just for a moment, before climbing up onto the box and reaching to take Roman’s hand in a feat of confidence that he didn’t know he had. Roman grinned the entire time he was helping Virgil climb out of the window and then kept grinning the entire time it took them to scramble up the roof to the wide decorative ridge next to one of the chimney stacks.

“Best view of the house,” Roman told him once they were both sat side by side on the ridge, letting their feet rest against the shingles of the roof. Virgil was comforted, a little, by the fact that the ridge was flat so he could sit comfortably and not worry about sliding off. Not to mention it was wide enough that if Virgil were to lay down backwards only his head and shoulders would fall over the other side. That meant he was pretty safe from falling backwards off the roof.

He still held onto Roman’s arm for good measure, though. No matter how embarrassing that was, he thought it would probably be more embarrassing to fall from the roof. 

Roman pulled his phone out of his pocket to check the time whilst Virgil looked down at the gathering crowd on the sweeping front lawn. People were pouring from the house now and while he couldn’t pick out individual people from this height in the darkness, he was sure Patton and Sel were both down there somewhere, probably enjoying themselves. It was nice, he thought. Somehow he’d managed to make more friends today than he’d made over his whole six years of highschool. Funny that all he’d needed to do was come to a party half an hour before midnight and immediately shut down because of sensory overload to make friends. Maybe he should’ve tried it sooner. 

“Two minutes till midnight!” Roman cheered, though he kept his voice at a reasonable level for the lack of crowd up on the roof. Virgil offered a tentative smile and half hearted fist pump.

“Hurray!” Virgil said, voice pretty much flat, “Another year of torture awaits.”

“No need to be such a downer!” Roman smiled, before glancing at his phone and gasping, “One minute! Oh! Should we kiss?”

“What?” Virgil yelped, “No! I literally met you like twenty minutes ago- what the fuck dude?”

“Woah ok chill I didn’t mean like-” Roman huffed, looking away, “I wasn’t about to like- kiss kiss someone I just met.”

“Then what did you mean,” Virgil said, glaring at him.

“Just like- on the cheek or something! Isn’t it tradition?” Roman asked, face red. Virgil sighed.

“Fine,” He huffed, “Only once, on the cheek.”

“Yes!” Roman cheered, just as the crowd below started counting down from ten. Virgil saw a couple people break from the crowd to head towards where they must have set up the fireworks. 

“Five!” Roman yelled, joining in, before elbowing Virgil.

“Four,” They both said together, though one was much more enthusiastic than the other. 

“Three!” They cheered, in unison with the crowd.

“Two!”

“One!”

Right on cue, Virgil heard the bells in the nearby church begin to ring for midnight. He turned to Roman who leant forward and kissed his cheek, just like he had asked to. Though both of them turned away, bright red afterwards. 

The fireworks were lit and began to fly into the air and burst into bright balls of coloured light with bang after bang, they were beautiful, red, blue, green and gold- and surprisingly high quality for a highschooler’s party. Virgil found that he didn’t mind them so much when he was away from the crowd. Granted the noise was still horrible and he wished to all hell that he’d thought to bring his noise cancelling headphones, but being up here on the roof? Definitely better than being down there on the grass. 

The fireworks only lasted for two minutes in reality. For Virgil it felt like a lifetime. Maybe it was because of the noise and light, maybe it was because Roman’s arm has slipped around Virgil’s shoulders, maybe it was because he was still feeling warm and fuzzy from the kiss. 

Fireworks in the town were still going off further away, people in their gardens lighting off one after another. The courtyard of the mansion was slowly being covered with a thin veil of smoke and everyone was already going back inside to continue partying. Virgil sighed, content.

“Would you like to go back inside?” Roman asked, “It’s kinda cold out here, isn’t it?”

“Nah, I’m good,” Virgil said with a shrug, “It’s- actually really nice out here- thanks for getting me to come up.”

“You’re welcome!” Roman said, grinning at him from ear to ear once again. For some reason, Virgil felt that same fluttery feeling in his stomach again. Gross.

“Here’s to another year of being forced to exist in a capitalistic world that doesn’t value or care for us little people in the slightest?” Virgil said, offering Roman a fist bump.

“Hear hear,” Roman said, raising a fist to bump his, “But… something tells me that this year is going to be a good one.”

Roman turned to look back out over the town. He still had that dopey smile on his face and for some, terrible reason, Virgil found himself agreeing. Maybe this year really might not be so bad. 

As the melody of Auld Lang Syne began playing from downstairs, accompanied by the broken singing of two hundred teenagers who didn’t really know the words nor the meaning of the song, Roman and Virgil looked up at the stars. 

And then Roman laughed, laughed at nothing but the stars, free and open and bright as any sun and hey, there was that fluttery feeling again. And by no choice of his own he found himself laughing along with Roman. He didn’t feel judged, or fake or trapped. He was just happy, for once, really happy. 

Aw fuck. He had a crush on Roman, didn’t he.

Well… shit. 

What a way to start the new year, huh.

[thesmokingguns]

Moving To LA

Izzy was smoking a cigarette at the Greyhound bus station, tapping his foot against the wet LA pavement from a rare storm that had blown through an hour before. It had caused the bus to be later, traffic having backed up on the freeways and delaying the arrival of his childhood friend.

The bus finally was pulling up, creaking to a stop, brakes squealing from a driver who hit them too hard and frequently. Izzy was peering up, looking at the foggy wet windows and wondering if he was going to be able to see Axl.

One by one people streamed off, haggard and half nauseous from the car sickness of the long ride. He waited as old ladies with too much drug store perfume assed by. Looked over the runaways trying to make their way in a city as lost as they were. Finally catching sight of Axl descending the stairs.

Axl wore a gray sweatshirt and blue jeans. Worn white tennis shoes and a duffel bag completed the look. He made it down two stairs before turning around, hands reaching back and Izzy cursed, seeing a little girl who couldn’t have been older than two resting her pretty head on his shoulder.

Axl caught sight of Izzy, raised a hand in greeting as he made his way over.

“Who is that?” the words came out before he could stop them, watching the girl stick her thumb into her mouth. Round eyes taking in the new sights around her as she glanced around LA for the first time.

Axl gave Izzy a look that let him know it was a long story that they would be discussing, just shaking his head a bit to let him know that it wasn’t the time to have this discussion.

But Izzy was very freaked out by the presence of a child. Especially since Axl was supposed to be crashing at his place. Izzy lived with his girlfriend who used heroin and would sometimes leave her drugs on the coffee table in the perfect grabbing distance of a little kids chubby fingers. PLus Izzy didn’t know much about children so  Axl showing up with one was a shock.

“Her name is Heather but I call her Health like the candy bar.” Axl said. The little girl raised her head, those big eyes staring into Izzy’s soul and reminded him of someone from long ago.

Axl had the same feeling when he saw Heath for the first time. The same gut reaction with his blood running cold as mental math began. Axl had already done the math and he knew that it was with him of Izzy that were the little girls father. But he also knew that he couldn’t leave the kid in Lafayette with her mother who didn’t have the time or patience for a little girl.

“Fuck.” Axl nodded his head as the girl scrunched up her nose at the words and Izzy blanched again thinking about how he was going to have to worry about his language around this child. “Shit.” she smirked at this, Izzy not being able to control the foul words that came out.

“Shit.” she mimicked, both men trying to hide their smirks as her sweet baby voice said a curse word. It wasn’t funny but it felt appropriate for the situation.

“Yeah, Heath. Shit is right.” Axl praised as he followed Izzy along the sidewalk, adjusting the kid on his hip. He didn’t want to put her down and have her run off before he could grab her hand. Plus Heath was so small it wasn’t like he was carrying something that weight a million pounds.

Izzy was quiet on the walk, chain smoking and making Axl walk on the inside of teh sidewalk because he didn’t want anything happening to the kid in his friends arms. He was thinking about her mother, Leeann. The way they would fuck in teh back seat of his rusted out car. Hot and heavy without protection because they were dumb kids. Izzy had found out Axl had also been banging her and the two, who could have fought about it bonded over it in a way only teenage boys could.

Now there was a baby.

A few hours later Heath was asleep in Izzy’s bed. His girlfriend had freaked out at the sight of a kid and cleared out. Izzy didn’t blame her and if it wasn’t a mess he had potentially got himself into he would have cleared out too. Axl seemed really calm about the whole thing.

“Guess we should talk about Heath now.” he said, finishing cleaning up the mess of the house and childproofing a  space that was definitely not made for kids. Izzy was used to Axl being high strung and this side of him where he seemed in control threw him off, “I like her a lot. We don’t have to do a test or anything, I’m fine raising her and being her dad.”

That was it, Izzy thought. Axl was a good dad. It was like he had managed to mellow out from having a kid. But Izzy couldn’t help but worry that the kid was his and he felt this responsibility to her.

“What if it’s not ours?” Axl shrugged, pulling out paperwork and showing it to his friends. He had signed somethings saying that Heather was his and he legally had parental rights over her.

“When you left I was there. I’ve been with Heather since she was a baby.” so Axl had raised her this whole time and hadn’t told Izzy. Something about that didn’t sit well with him,

Izzy felt like he had been cheated.

“We should get tested, just in case.” Izzy said. But he could tell Axl didn’t want to really know because blood work didn't matter, Heather was his daughter in his heart and that was all that mattered.

Axl shook his head and Izzy didn’t get why this was a fight. How could trying to get paternity be such a big deal? Axl had brought her here knowing it would happen.

“Listen, I just thought.” Axl was trying to find his words. “If she’s yours I mean…fuck..” And Izzy knew he couldn’t lose her.

“I guess we’re raising a kid together then.'' The two men looked at each other, eyes meeting and knowing they needed to have a drink as they thought about this.

Two dads trying to be rockstars. What could go wrong?

[tal-vez-o-quizas]

How I became a Byler

It wasn't fate, it wasn't destiny, it was just simple dumb luck! 😜 

Get some water guys, this is long.

When Stranger Things first came out in 2016, my older brother was the only one who had a Netflix subscription at the time (I have one since 2 years ago) and I remember he said to my whole family (except my Dad who usually gets home late for work) that we had to watch this show that was super popular with Wynona Ryder, and that everyone loves it.

Now, of course we all knew who Wynona was! Even my Mom, who never remembers the name of actors or singers recognized her, lol. So we were like "Yeah, let's watch it!"

And we were all so impressed and flabbergasted by the show. My mom loved the cast and her favorite kid is Dustin cause she said he looked like such a naughty kid, haha. I absolutely loved it as well and I wanted to know more about Will, who seemed like such a lovely boy.

After that, I watched each season everytime it was released but I was not a hardcore fan at all. I didn't ship anybody, didn't analyze things, I just purely enjoyed it, found it very entertaining and thought that it was very well done.

When S3 came out and EP3 happened with the rain fight, I was like "Oh, are they gonna-? Nah, I don't think so... Will they? OMG" with displaying Will's sexuality. At the time it didn't occur to me that Will was struggling with his friend's exclusion and his sexuality at the same time (I know, dumb me). So I was like "I mean, he could be a late bloomer, I didn't get interested in boys until I was like 14" but now that I'm recalling middle school, I had crushes on different guys, lol. My mind was in denial because I just thought that Will being gay wouldn't be shown properly or in a sensible and serious way.

Then, when that first ST4 teaser ("With love, from Russia") dropped with Hopper in the snow, everyone and their mothers freaked out and the worldwide Stranger Things frenzy began all over again. I also remember that I saw some news online that said that ALL productions were suspended for Covid and that included ST or course. Me and my brothers were kinda mad because everyone knew ST was gonna be released like in 2 years or something, waaay later than it was supposed to.

Then, like a month and so before Volume 1 premiered, I don't recall how, but I watched the rest of the ST4 teasers (002, 003 and 004 with the Hawkings gang, the Hawkins Lab and the Cali one) and I got so excited! I started to watch a lot of the cast press interviews, videos and content, then I rewatched ST again, and was so surprised to realize, all over again, that it's such a great show and the cast is amazing. But my Byler senses were still dormant. The idea of Mike and Will romantically never crossed my mind (again, sorry for my ignorance).

Which is weird because I'm good at clocking queer characters.

Like, back in college, we had to watch a movie about this family who pretended to be someone else everytime they moved; they were imposters in a way. Thanks to the camera angles, the fact that he seemed uninterested in any girls and micro-expressions from the actor, I said to this girl next to me in class "He's gay" regarding the son in the family, and she was like "What? How do you know?" and I just told her to keep watching. Indeed, towards the middle of the movie, the guy (the son in the family, who was a teenager) went to this party; he started talking with this guy and they got in a car I think? Or was it outside the house the party was at? Can't recall. Anyways, the guy got closer to his school colleague and tried to kiss him, but the other guy flinched and said "I'm sorry, I don't feel that way" or something like that, he left, and the girl next to me was like "You were right!"

I've always been very open-minded, but I think I was used to watch media where queer characters where displayed as queer or in love with their friends in their late teens, so Byler was not something I ever considered.

After rewatching all the seasons, ST4 Vol 1 premiered on May 27th and boy, was I excited! Before that, I watched the first trailer, Sadie on Fallon, Millie on Fallon, the cast interviews on the ST4 premiere days ago and I knew that they were going to move forward with Will being in love with Mike thanks to that cut on the trailer when Mike and El are skating and Will stares at their hands. So I was like "Oh, what are they gonna do with Will?"

I was free from work on that Friday (it was not planned at all and I did absolutely nothing on that day, woohoo!). I started watching ST4 around 10AM in the morning in my living's room TV.

Now, I was incredibly hooked since the intro (I knew right away that El didn't murder those kids because the way their bones and limbs were broken didn't align with how El has attacked people before), got very interested after El said that Will was painting a lot and that maybe it was for a girl, clocked what was gonna happen later in the season with the basketball game and Eddie's campaign (Mike saying that they thought Vecna was killed by Kas, Eddie declaring that Vecna lives, the 11 that Dustin threw and it wasn't enough to win) as well as who actually massacred those kids in the Lab back in 1979 after Chrissy was taken by Vecna.

I found Mike so weird and odd in EP2 but I didn't know what it was; his outfit was horrendous and after EP3, I said to myself "Hold on, Will is in love with Mike in the same season when Mike can't say I love you to El's face? That's no coincidence" and kept on watching.

I knew Peter was Vecna immediately since he appeared on EP5 because there was not another new character that fit the vibe but I didn't know he was Henry Creel or 001, lol. Him being 001 was there for us to notice but I didn't, for some reason, haha.

I stopped watching on EP5 I think, in the afternoon. Did some stuff and then picked it up at 9PM.

After the master reveal and plot in EP7, I went to Twitter and started to check people's opinions or takes for this season, then I saw a tweet that linked Kaypeace21's "Why I no longer think Mike is bi, but gay" post, saying that Will loved Mike and Mike reciprocated, and I was like "WHATT?! OMG! This looks promising" and read the whole thing.

When I tell you that I felt like I had an epiphany it's downplaying things (not an exaggeration). It felt exactly the same as when I watched Maze Runner's "The Death Cure" on theaters and Newt threw Thomas against the wall in the middle of the film after screaming at him and I felt such an insurmountable amount of tension between those two characters that I started to read Newtmas fanfiction when I got home.

Everything on Kaypeace21's post seemed very well thought, it made sense and after that I read more Byler theories as well as overall theories for the supernatural, Vecna and more. I got obsessed, became a proper fan of the show and the characters, and waited for Vol 2 to drop. Stranger Things actually replaced my Heartstopper fixation.

The show was more popular than ever, the hype was so real. Even my brothers, who haven't still watched Season 4, said that they read that The Duffers "forgot" Will's birthday and I was like "yeah, I don't really believe them" because I actually do not believe anything that comes out of The Duffers or Shawn Levy's mouths until I see it with my own eyes, lol.

Anyways, when Vol 2 premiered, I woke up at 4AM on July 1st, I think, to watch it and when we got to Will saying "Can I show you something?" to Mike, I actually paused my laptop, took a deep breath and started pacing in my room, haha. I was like "Sh*t, so early on the episode?" because I felt I was gonna have a heart attack. I was flabbergasted, shocked and a bit sad after the van scene, but found it so beautifully heartbreaking.

Now, I'm very objective and being the Libra that I am (not that I believe that much in Astrology, but there is a degree of certainty to it), I always see all sides of things and I do not consume media in a subjective way only. When Mike "confessed" to El on Surfer's Boy Pizza, I stood very quiet and watched the whole thing, but felt nothing, because it came across as very clichéd, lies were spouted by Mike and the whole situation happened in the middle of Max getting killed by Vecna and everyone was at the brink of death. It felt like an empty moment.

Then, towards the end of Vol 2, I was like "Well, Mike and Will seemed closer than ever at least".

I checked Tumblr and everyone was losing their minds. Me as well, but in a more subdued way. Then, the Byler hope was restored pretty much like Aang restored peace in Book 3 of The Last Airbender, I saved so many Byler blogs on my browser, visited them everyday, liked all their posts, learned more and more about the show, read even more theories about many things and a few weeks ago created a Tumblr specifically to indulge on my Byler hyper-fixation and here I am.

Byler Tumblr has made me more aware of symbolisms, plot devices and how to digest media more acutely. Thank you guys so so much.

Love that for me!

[shoami323]

YEAR 1301

Matilda's pregnancy progressed rather normally and steady after she found out about it. She even made friends with some other girls her age, who were also freshly married and pregnant. They often talked about their husbands, their pregnancies and just how life was. Matilda found the topics a little odd at first, but she soon got used to it. The only thing she still found unusual was that, even though she was younger than most of the girls, her belly was almost twice as big as the regular one... But she brushed it off, thinking that maybe it was just her imagination.

One warm, February evening in 1301, while she was caring for the garden, a sudden pain hit her. It was so strong that she couldn't breath for a moment, almost falling to her knees. She didn't need much thought to know what was happening with her. She was going into labor.

She didn't waste any time, instantly going to her husband and telling him what was going on. Gilbert stayed calm, though it was very hard to do so, comforting his wife in any way that he could.

It wasn't until late at night when the pain was unbearable to the young girl and the contractions were more frequent. Breathing slowly, she changed into her nightgown and awaited the birth.

"Gilbert" - she said, looking straight in her husband's green eyes. "Gilbert, I'm scared. What if something goes wrong?"

The boy only smiled and put a loving kiss on his wife's soft, red cheek.

"My love, you're a strong girl. You'll survive, I just know it. I'm aware of the fact that you're scared - and it's nothing new or weird, as it's your first pregnancy. But believe me when I say that everything will be alright, okay? We're in this together. We'll always be."

Matilda smiled, visibly happier. This guy.... He really could make her calmer in just a few seconds.

The labor progressed through the night, and after a few hours, a sweet little girl was delivered. Matilda was tired, exhausted even, but the sight of a crying newborn made her forget about all the pain she went through. The girl was given was named Eleanor, and she seemed perfectly healthy.

But Matilda still felt an urge to push. And something she had to push out was much bigger than just a placenta. Suddenly, her bigger belly started to make sense.

"Gilbert, wait" - she said, getting stressed again. "I... I think there's more than just one baby in here."

A wave of worry rushed over the teenage boy, but he knew that he couldn't seem like he's freaking out. That wouldn't be good for Matilda and an unborn baby.

"Okay" - he said. "Let's get this baby out of here."

The second baby took a lot less time to get out, and after about half an hour, a second baby girl was delivered. This one was named Lucia Bennett and was just as healthy as her older twin sister.

"I'm so insanely proud of you, songbird" - Gilbert exclaimed, tears forming in his eyes. "We have two baby girls, thanks to you and your strenght. Thank you, thank you so much for this."

"I'm happy, too" - said Matilda. She was too tired to say anything else, but she looked at her newborn daughters with an unconditional love in her warm, brown eyes.

But life is never truly perfect.

TW: DEATH

A few days after giving birth, Matilda started feeling worse and worse. She had a high fever, so high that she often seemed like she was just a wrack of a human - only laying in bed, doing nothing else. Gilbert tried to do what he could, cooking meals, doing gardening and fishing to earn some money. They both hoped that it was just a temporary thing that will soon pass. Unfortunately, when they finally got enough money for a doctor visit, he didn't have good news. Matilda was diagnosed with a childbed fever that was already killing her.

Knowing that there wasn't any cure, Gilbert and Matilda tried to spend as many time as they could with eachother and their newborn children. It was ironic - they were freshly married, only 13 and 15 years old, and yet one of them was going to pass away not even a year after their wedding. But still, they were there for eachother. Until one day, when Gilbert returned from his fishing trip to the nearby sea shore, he found his young wife laying on the floor, lifeless

Matilda Bennett, wife of Gilbert and mother of Eleanor and Lucia Bennett, died of childbed fever in February, 1301. She was only 13 years old. After her death, her husband was left alone with two newborns to care for.

[mwildeboyii]

Lemme present my own Riddler Boy... [I usually write him in Portuguese on a Facebook RP btw]

My Ed is constructed by personal headcanons and interactive scenes. His back story wrote by me based on multimedia. So let me talk about the arcs.

The Ballad Of Edward Nashton

The Prince of the Puzzles: this chapter is about the classic story of puzzle competition, but on my version Ed wasn't a good student, actually Eddie had problems at school, doesn't seems he had any interest or at least that he was mentally present. But someday Teacher Nordine (who doesn't even knows Eddie's name properly) threatened him with participation or death "or you join the schools game or we will call your parents blablabla" so he did and discovered something that he was really good: games and competitions. Ed found there attention, but also rivals who doesn't liked that the boy was winning most of the logical and board games.

Materialising Thoughts: here Ed became a teenager, now he is a brilliant student and he learned to treat school as his safe place. He hates come back home and his anger became higher everyday. In this chapter Ed will struggle with lots of intrusive thoughts, some unhealthy behaviour and finally he will free himself of his dad and mother and he also run away of Gotham tho. It's a chapter with lots o fiscal violence and mental issues, some self regulation tactics and self harm too. Also we have some gender questions and a best friend x first love (and yes, happens to be the same person, a girl!).

"Are you incapable to keep you mouth shut?": After runaway, Ed found a job in a highway Amusment Park. Now he doesn't speak, he doesn't have a name, but his good ideas for gambling shines. Yes this is a side quest chapter where Ed is in a long term nonverbal, he became a golden goose of the park, but things will go wrong and Ed will take his money and runaway again. (if the working class produces everything everything belongs to it -q)

Thy name is E.Nigma: Now our riddler boy will spend his next year's solving his identity. Forging himself since the birth. New back story with echoes on his own, and a dead parents in his back. With fake documents, illegal money (well washed, thank you very much), Ed is planning his own rebirth in Gotham City.

Year One

Once Upon a Time in Gotham: Edward Nygma is a Gotha U student and a consulting forensic scientist (he is a Sherlock Holmes itself). No he doesn't work officially for GCPD, but very frequently he is hired to solve some issues for the PD (whe they does not hire Ed, he just entered without permission because he want, and this annoys alot some cops). At the University, Ed have problems with grades because he wants to study everything, so is a great mess. He also start dating Antonie, the theatre guy and conveniently became part of the company for a while, until the broke up moment. Yeah, he is living his best life, the one he planned for himself. A little bit of taxes crimes, misterys to solve, an academic life and a very very sweet boyfriend, who wait the right time... Nothing can destroy this strawberry life, right? (Oh and here we are presented to Nina/Echo, Pamela Isley (Poison Ivy) and Dinah L. Lance (Black Canary). [Pammys and Nina are Ed's bffs based on the rp dynamics between me and my Pammys🥺 who date Dinah btw].

"Seriously, Nygma. You need help.": Lack ofstimulus make him vexing... But the thing is, everything goes wrong when Ed saw his mother with another man and two kids. Twins... Now he is much more obsessed with work and please and seeking attention. He is freaking out for real, but he cant tell anyone why is that. So 3 times Ed will listen that he needs help: first time in the University from his advisor, then he will listen from Antonie during a fight that precedes the break and finally, from Bullock who is pissed with a nerd doing much more than he and also shooting riddles all the time. Well he do find help before a terrible crise wich dump him in a psychiatric hosp for a night where he will meet Doctor Albert Marin, his new PSYCHIATRIST.

The Golden Heart Episode: During this one, Ed will have to solve a strange crime, a dead body mummified with a plastic heart full of pee. The mystery will be solved in a week or something, but Ed and the detective Bullock will struggle with this for a month and so. Also, Ed is seeing Doctor Marin biweekly and taking some psycomeds... He already figured that the doc is playing him as a lab rat, still Edward feels someway motivated to keep going. I risk to say that Edward is attracted, specially because of the attention and the curiosity of the Doctor towards him. (We also have one of my favorite parts, it's a Towel Day when Ed is in his apartment with Nina listening the old audio series of hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy, drinking his own version of Pangalact Dynamite when Bullock and Dinah Lance appears to discusses the Golden Heart case).

What is black, white and red all over?: Oswald Cobblepot bleeding the hell out of him? Yeah, roommates era adapted by me.

How the Riddler got his name: Robberies as spectacles, trophies and whatever else. Yep there's a connection between The Golden Heart Case and th Penguin and the lack of stimulus? Is a chapter where Ed broke the egg once again. The meds are messing up with him, he needs attention and blablabla, so The Riddler in his very very green suit. Of course: Query and Echo, a bit o kink stuffs and BDSM clubs and hmm kidnapping. Batman appears here but I never find a Batman role player who wished to rp with me. (mostly because of my communist queer subtext tbh). [[ OH AND ONE OF MY FAVOURITE MOMENTS HERE THO! Edward first time in Iceberg Cassino, very very Art Deco Themed and Oswald is such a 20's diva mommy here!

Home Sweet Asylum

Adaptation and Transference: First month in Arkham and Ed will be jumped between the doctors and therapist. He is adapting his routine and mapping the whole place, figuring every patient and being a solvers to every problem but his own. Is during this chapter that we will be presented for Harleen Quinn, she is already locked and she also force a friendship with Ed until he just accept her in his life. The chapter ends with Ed bonding with Harls and also finding a psychiatrist who wants to take his case.

Doctor Fear and The Arkham Break: Well, aren't you happy that you found a psychiatrist, Edward? NO! HE IS POISON ME, WHY ARE YOU WRITING THIS SHIT? Ha... So Jonathan Crane also using Ed as a lab rat, but now is worse because Ed is being under fear toxin without know and... oh dear... THIS IS BAD. But we have some good moments here like when Harleen decides to made clandestine therapy with Edward. We also had a Arkham break out wich one Edward and Harleen doesn't participate (Edward because he is in a horrible state of mind, dealing with fear and chemical dependency and believing that maybe he belongs in Arkham. Harley bc she is trying a Conditional.) The chapter ends with an Oswald visit and the date of Edward judgement.

The Copycat: Riddler copycat will bump on the city and Ed will help the PD to solve the crimes and claim back his identity... I mean he is almost reformed, not Riddler anymore Ahm... No, not a bit. Crime solved, Harleen released and... Why Jonathan is not Ed's psychiatrist anymore?

Good Conduct: Ed struggling with the lack of toxin in his blood, no Harleen anymore and also needing to improve his body and mind health. Dark times for our dear Eddie boy, but he is trying and in the end... Well his fight wasn't really a need because The Penguin had played for his dear boy being realised.

To be continued...? (I have 3 more arcs, a malewife one with mayoral era, a Arkham city conflict with hints of Riddler Factory and a properly Riddler factory with a Reality Show where he bonds with Poison Ivy and torture billionaires in a island with poisoned conundrums 🥺)

(@arabriddler template.

¹ Not the best English, but I was having fun writing this blog so... I AM NOT SORRY, my psychiatrist said that I do can commit mistakes, it's okay.

² If anyone would like, I am open to RP with whatever character but Poison Ivy and Lucy Quinzel. I'd really like to have a Batman, Oswald pr Jonathan. Would be funny.

³ if anything, my rp profile is: Ed Nygma :3

That's all folks

[obito76]

Memories

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Previous Chapter

Chapter 5 : Inner Feelings

- Where do you want to meet up?

Raven’s heart soared, butterflies in her stomach formed fast as she was smiling brighter than she had in a long time. One wouldn’t call Raven an ordinary teenage girl who freaked out and danced when they got good news from the boy they liked, but that’s exactly what she did. Feeling like the typical teenager, embarrassed of herself, Raven calmed down and decided on a time and place to meet the boy.

- Meet me now? Wherever.

She hit the send button, happy that they’ve finally gotten a chance to talk. She doesn’t expect him to immediately forgive her and start again. She doesn’t expect a confession of love. She hoped for it, sure. But friendship, that’s what she told herself is a reasonable expectation, she can at least hope for that.

Gar saw the text and immediately began to sweat nervously. ‘Shit, right now ?’ he thought, thinking he should’ve expected it. He quickly answered the text, saying he’s on his way and for her to meet him at Store in downtown. As the text is sent, he opened his closet and reaches for a jacket he hasn’t worn for a long, long time, the one she gifted him.

Raven locked the apartment door with a small smile on her face and started to walk, almost skipping away towards the store. Happy but clam. On her way there, her mind was racing, thinking up all of the optimistic scenario’s, how could she not? She had wanted this for so long. Life without him felt empty, joyless. Colourless. She wanted to see those colours again, she needed this, him. She needed this to go well. She also couldn’t help herself thinking up the worst case scenario’s, classic Raven. Always being negative in advance. This made her even more nervous than she already was. She was close now. Just over that bridge and she’ll be able to see the shop. Will he be standing there, or will she have to wait? Will he look happy to see her or something else? She made the first step by asking him to hang out, maybe he just said yes to be nice, that does sound very like Gar. All these doubts started to burst into her mind. Becoming louder with every step she took. She wasn’t focusing and suddenly she found herself standing right in front of the store. She stood there for a few seconds more, then moved closer to the entrance.

“Raven?” A voice called out from the right. She slowly turned, immediately recognising the person, black jacket with crow design on it in her peripheral vision. Hiis voice however, seemed odd. It was a mix of sad and low, but also whiny and stuttery. She focused on it so much that she couldn’t hear a word that he said. though, his lips were moving.

“Raven? A-Are you alright?” Gar spoke, with a very slight stutter, indicating the nervousness within him.

“What ?” Raven blinked a few times, suddenly realizing the situation she found herself in. Her and Gar, in front Store. Hanging out, intentionally, for the first time after a really long time. She can tell he tried to look indifferent, but does not quite manage to pull it off. She’s thought on the bright side that he at least cared enough to try.

“You seem a little out of it, are you okay?” He asked again, Raven almost smiled when she recognised a caring tone in his voice. He seemed a little worried. She had to purse her lips, biting the inside of her cheeks to keep herself from showing him how much it means to her.

“I’m fine.” She said softly. Looking at him similarly to how she’s always looked at him when he wasn’t looking. Eyes full of love and lust. “How’s your hand ?”

Gar chuckled slightly, almost non-existent but it was there. He looks at his hand and sighs. “A little better.” He shot a small smile to her.

“You’re wearing that jacket.” Raven noted, wondering if he did it for her.

“Yeah, I guess I felt like putting it on today.” His eyes were glimmering as he spoke.

“Good. It remin-” Raven stopped talking, she was thinking about memories of when they first started their friendship, but once the sentence was out, different memories popped up and she regretted saying anything at all. She saw Gar thinking the same thing, noticing how he suddenly started breathing heavier. An awkward silence consumed them and neither of them knew what to say. Raven used this time to study him, trying to feel if he’s really here because he wants to be here or if there’s some other reason. She all but knew that Vic’s been pestering him a lot, same as Jenny with her. She hoped that’s not the reason he’s here.

“Um, uh...” Gar kicked a imaginary stone on the group. “Do you want anything from the store?” He said, pointing awkwardly at the entrance.

“Yeah, let’s go.” Raven nodded, then immediately eyeballed the ground.

“Okay.” Gar took a deep breath, walking first into the store. Raven following closely behind.

To his surprise he saw Wally behind the counter, he gave him a weird look.

“Thought you got fired a long time ago.” Gar said, pointing at the red head.

“Thought you two broke up a long time ago.” Wally responded, wincing at himself immediately after.

Gar gave him a blank look. ‘Sorry’ Wally mouthed. Gar waved his hand, as if saying ‘forget about it’.

Raven walked through the isles, away from that weird interaction and to safe place. she reached the liquor section, Thinking if she needs some liquid courage to handle this situation.

“So, when did you start working here, again?” Gar tried to make small chat with his long lost teammate. To put it in simple words Jinx and Wally dated for some time and after some time they broke up, but unlike Gar and Raven they moved on. When they were still working Gar Hung out with the guy. Though Gar seriously thought that they will be together for a really long time.

“I got rehired a few weeks back. Slightly lesser pay than when I first worked here but it’s better than nothing.” Wally shrugged.

“I guess.” Gar gave him a small smile.

Suddenly Wally leaned over the counter and whispered, albeit a little loudly. “What’s up with you and Roth ?”

“Oh, we’re just hanging out, you know.” Gar nodded as the words come flying out of his mouth. “Just friends, yeah. Friends.” He continued.

“Right. Tell her that.” Wally smirked and shot a wink as he returned to a more vertical position.

“Pack of smokes, thank you, Wally.” Raven slammed the money on the counter, having pushed past Gar.

“Sure, i didn't know she smokes.” Wally said calmly and got the packet. Meanwhile, Gar grabbed a couple of bottles of coke and puts them with the money, adding what he owes to the pile. “i didn't know either.”

“Thanks.” Wally said, ringing the items up and giving them their change back. With that, Gar and Raven left, all without saying a word.

Gar followed Raven out of the store, they walked silently for a few moments, up until Raven took out a cigrate and held between her lips. She suddenly stopped to a halt and turned around. Taking the cigarette out of her mouth, stomping on the group, muttering i can't believe I was about take Jenny's advice of all people, looking like an angry fiery dragon. Gar stopped himself, with a worried and confused expression on his face.

“Is that what you want?” Raven asked, harshly.

“What?” He said, failing to understand what she meant. His hands was nervously shaking in his jacket pockets.

“What do you think we’re doing here Gar ?” She pouted. “Friends, friends. Do you want to be just friends?” Raven asked, sounding quite frankly offended, and a little upset. With a mocking tone.

Gar looked downwards, glancing up at her for a second before setting his eyes on the pavement below.

“Right, what the fuck was I thinking?” Raven scoffed quietly to herself.

“I don’t know, all right!” Gar yelled, shocking Raven. She looked at him with wide eyes, a hint of fear and hope mixed in.

“What ?” She asked in disbelief. Thinking that this whole reconciliation was doomed from the start.

“I didn’t even know if I wanted to meet you, I just, don’t know Raven.” He continued to yell, his pitch fading slightly across the sentence. “I don’t know if I want to be friends with you. Or if I’m even able to.” At least he was honest.

“What do you want?” He moved his hand towards her, then retracts it. Angst written on his face. He looked conflicted, confused, hurt, and angry. It made Raven’s stomach turn to see him this way, she never wanted to see this expression on his face again.

“I- I...” Raven wanted to say something, then stopped. Gar sighed a little at her response. He knew it must be difficult for her as well.

“Maybe, we just weren’t meant to be.” He said calmly, Looking away from her and across the hill in front of the store.

“I still love you!” Raven yelled out. Gar looked at her, surprised being an understatement. He was expecting something, but not that. He didn't say anything, which made Raven regretful. However, in for a penny, in for a pound.

“I miss you, I want to be with you. Wherever you go.” She took a breath. He continued to stare at her. “I want to hug you when you’re sad, I want to cheer with you when you are happy. I want us to share all of our feelings and be there for each other. I want us to go to uni together. I want to rent an apartment, get married, buy a house with a white picket fence.” She took a moment, looking at Gar, giving him a loving smile.

“I want to start a family with you. Watch our children grow as we grow old together. I want to share my life with you. I have always wanted that.” Raven finished, out of breath and looked at him with tears in her eyes. His eyes are watering too.

Gar scratched his head, and rubbed his hand on his face. Closing his eyes, trying to comprehend what had just happened. He placed his other hand over his heart and sniffles as he looked at her again. He remained speechless.

“I just wanted to let you know.” Raven whispers softly.

This chapter was a emotional rollercoaster. raven opened up to Gar.

I always thought whenever Raven will open up she will tell Gar everything, everything she wished to happen, everything she desired. So yeah...

And another revealing sometimes big about Jenny i know i said i will reveal in this chapter but i wanted to end this chapter on that Raven note so, i decided to push Jenny thing in to the next

Feel free to imagine what I'm gonna reveal about Jinx cause comment box and my ask is always open

Until then..

[rainparadefromhell]

okay so love victor s3 :

spoilers ahead!!!

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i'm gonna be honest. i really didn't like this season. everything was full of cliches (i know the show was like this from the start but it was especially bad this season) and it seemed like the writers completely gave up. i feel bad bc this review will probably end up being very negative but it is what it is. i've seen mixed reactions from people but it's always interesting seeing someone enjoy something you didn't and see it from a different perspective.

so, i'm just going to briefly touch on the characters.

victor = oh boy. i get that he was confused but knowing that he was still hung up on benji..... like why didn't anyone advise him to be single for a little while. i guess that's a problem most people in that town have, lol. i hated how i barely remembered the new guy's (nick) name. i hated how they just used him for benji and victor drama. it was so obvious in the break up, too. like why was he smiling and flirting with the guy victor wanted to be a guru for (see i can't even remember his name!!!) 5 seconds later. he didn't even feel like a real person. anyway i couldn't care less about victor and benji, the same as before.

benji = i didn't see this coming but i did sort of, kinda like benji, a little bit this season... i liked that we found out more about him and his addiction. i also really liked him in scenes with rahim which just confirms my theory of rahim being the best character and making everyone better. honestly i thought the show would try to make them (benji and rahim) a thing for a second and i weirdly wasn't mad at it....

isabel and armando = ah my actual best friends! they were so so cute this season. i loved seeing isabel more confident in supporting victor even though i thought that setting him up with (checks notes) ahem nick, was a bad idea...but she is trying and she's pretty and i love her. armando<3 pls be my father. i loved the talk he had with pilar about their first daughter. it was very emotional. and i love that they are starting their own business. truly a highlight of the season!

mia and andrew = oof. i did like them overall but seeing andrew be willing to drop everything for one person made me sad. you can't think like that especially when you are that young. it's not a good message and the show acknowledges it, which is good. it's definitely a tricky situation and i get it.

felix = stanning felix weston is not just a hobby. it is a lifestyle. it is the smell of flowers and the sound of birds first thing in the morning... lol okay but fr now. he was really witty this season ("oh he's not a dick, he just wants dick..... thinking about victor? lake, i don't think you're his type", can't think of more but pls put some in the comments if you remember). what can i say? i love the guy. i just wish his relationship with victor wasn't kind of forgotten again :/ i also adore him and his mom! their relationship was everything. (i talk more about him and pilar in her section of the review).

pilar = my girl..... i loved pilar. i still kinda do but this was probably my biggest problem with the season. why. why did she break up with felix??? the reason did not make sense to me AT ALL. she said he chose her family over her?? just because he suggested to lay low for a while until things with her dad calm down? that's the right thing to do! it wasn't like he wanted to break up. and she completely freaked out. seeing her climb through his window and try to sleep with him out of pure insecurity about their relationship and feeling like she's losing him made me so sad.....she's a young teenage girl so i get it but like to not want be together even after some time passed and you thought about it more? it's like the writers couldn't think of a better reason and just did that. i was sad they didn't end up together but also their relationship was moving a bit quickly (saying i love you like 3, 4 episodes in?). they could've just have them be a cute no drama couple and let them say ily at the end of the season.......

lake and lucy = what a delight! their relationship was short but sweet. nothing really stood out for me about them except their break up scene which made me weirdly emotional?? i feel like the actresses reallllly did a good job, both of them. and i liked hearing a bit about lucy's life. i really related to wanting to run away from your town, lol. glad they didn't break up! the only thing i disliked was that weird ass kiss between lake and felix wth was that??? and they didn't even flinch, it was like it didn't happen. weird as hell.

rahim = ah! my other favorite character right next to felix. he found a bf. good for him! i do think it was weird the way him and victor got over their feelings for each other so quickly. but all of these characters do act like they've got amnesia every new scene they're in, so it makes sense, ig. his storyline with his mom and that homophobic relative (was it an uncle?) really touched me. the scene with his mom where he just said a simple "never again." as to let her know he does not want to hide who he is ever again was excellent! anthony keyvan is such a talent and i hope to see him in other things soon! wish the scene was longer, i almost teared up with him haha.

so to wrap things up, sadly i was annoyed with a lot of characters this season and i felt like the dynamic between some of them completely disappeared (mia and victor, felix and victor, victor's little brother was legit in like 2.5 scenes, i forgot he existed). i understand that the season and episodes are short but they just threw in a bunch of characters with honestly some pretty interesting and complicated issues and then just either left them hanging (like the guy victor and felix had the school project with who kissed victor?? where did that storyline go? or mia's mom?) or "solved" them with a corny speech/ friendship-is-magic-esque message. which is why the pilar and felix break up did not make sense. everyone was magically able to overcome every obstacle but they just broke up for such a dumb reason. i also hated the pop culture references. and yet again did not understand this huge love between victor and benji? this grand connection they shared. (was laughing at victor looking at that water fountain remembering when he first saw benji. i was like, really? you couldn't remember anything more special from your relationship? just him looking hot and walking? (i will say i understand why he remembered that - bc it is the first time he saw him, i get it, i just find their relationship very superficial and lacking substance). it would've been awesome for victor to end up single but oh well. it was a cute show overall (the 2 previous seasons at least) and i'm gonna miss some of the characters (mostly felix and rahim), but i will probably pretend this season doesn't exist bc it was a 2/10 for me :(

[sashimi-time]

Completed Romance Manga/Manhwa/Manhua Recommendations (2)

I had more to recommend, and I couldn't add anymore pictures to the other post, so here's part 2! Let me know what you think! And your suggestions, if you have 'em!

Ghost Wife (135 chapters; Webtoon)

Plot (AL): He’s a dark, uber-powerful god-level demon…who’s also really helpful around the house. Welcome to the unique world of Ghost Wife, where an average high school girl can go to sleep with normal teenage problems, only to wake up and find herself married to an over-protective demon with a creepy smile and an appetite for live cats.

Notes: I actually read this a long time ago now, but I do remember enjoying it a lot. I would wait for the next chapter very eagerly. It's cute, and I think it has a good balance between romance and horror, you know? Though, it's not really horror horror, if you get what I mean. I guess it's more creepy than scary?

Miss Abbott and the Doctor (173 chapters; Webtoon)

Plot (AP): Doctor Andreas Marino loves his quiet life, filled with work and simple amusements, and when the strange Miss Abbott arrives in his town he decides he doesn't like her at all. Unfortunately she's funny and quirky, has an uncommon past, and seems to enjoy getting him in trouble.

Notes: Holy shiz, this one is absolutely. freaking. adorable. I highly recommend. All the characters are interesting and entertaining. Plus, I think the art is really cute. I loved reading about Andreas and Cati and all the shenanigans they get caught up in. If you're looking for something light and sweet and funny, then I swear, this is for you!

Light and Shadow (103 chapters; Lezhin and Tappytoon)

Plot (AP): It’s a rude insult when lowly and headstrong servant Edna comes to marry Duke Eli, instead of the noble daughter he expected. But the ambitious maid hides an even bigger secret behind her obvious ruse – one that could change the kingdom’s very history. Can the two find freedom, redemption – and love – without drawing their swords on each other? Based on the hit novels.

Notes: It's really good! I think the story is amazing and the art is great. Definitely something you should read at least once if you haven't yet!

Daytime Star (Webtoon; 72 + 5 Side Stories)

Plot: A struggling, no-name actress of seven years, Yura Hwang. She barely lands a minor role in a movie that’s bound to be a success. A celebrity’s celebrity, Seunghyeon Kang, keeps running into Yura, who always seems to be shedding tears every time he comes across her. As these two reunite in the new movie, “Time,” will Yura finally seize the moment to make her name known? And will Seunghyeon figure out why he can’t get Yura out of his mind? Only time will tell.

Notes: So, ohmygosh. To be honest, the first thing that caught my attention with this manhwa is the art. I MEAN, HAVE YOU TAKEN A LOOK AT IT? IT'S PERFECTION.

And then I started reading it. And let me tell, I fell in love. I was hooked from the beginning until the very end. Yura is such an amazing female lead! I loved every bit about her. Also, raise all the ramance flags for our boi Seunghyeon, who made me swoon so much it was insane. Yura and Seunghyeon forver, my friends! Three cheers for this couple with their very healthy relationship!

Other than that, all the other characters are super adorable and lovable as well! You can't hate anyone in this! Except, of course, for the shitty ex. Of course, I also have to give my praise to both Jingyeong and Gwangsu, the managers of our two superstars. I loved the relationship each had with Yura and Seunghyeon. It was very fun to read about!

So if you want to read something light, heartwarming, and swoon-worthy with 101% amazing art, this one is for you~

Three Lifetimes (Tapas; 82 Chapters)

Plot: Juju fell in love with Jin Lei, the God of War, at first glance. The problem is, he doesn't seem to know she exists.

Determined to sweep him off his feet, she accompanies him down to the mortal realm as he takes on three trials to attain greater divinity. However, in those three lifetimes that are given to them, will she be able to make him love her back?

Notes: To be honest, I don't know. Lols. HOWEVER, I'm sure I loved it. The drawing of some of the sceneries is pure art, and the characters are absolutely adorable! Story wise…hmm. It was a really short read (for me, I binged it in a day lol). Some parts (for me) felt a bit rushed? But in a way that's okay? Like, it works? I do love the story between Jin Lei and Juju tho. They're really adorable in all three lifetimes, even if the third one made me cry so many tears at 1 AM. HAHAHA. I guess I would have loved it if there were more scenes of the two of them as deities, ya know? It's based on a novel, so I think I'll try reading that! But overall, if you want a cute, romantic read, you can try this one out! The romance is pretty straight forward, so there aren't any love triangle issues and misunderstandings to get annoyed about. Hehe. If you've read this before, please let me know your thoughts!

Marry My Husband (58 Chapters + 10 Side Stories; LINE Webtoon)

Plot: When Jiwon, a 37-year-old cancer patient, walks in on her husband and best friend, she realizes her whole life has been a lie. What’s worse, she dies a tragic death at the hands of her husband. Would things have been different if she had made different choices? Fortunately for Jiwon, she is given the chance to rewrite her fate when she is reincarnated as her younger self. This time, she vows to live a happy life. But first comes revenge. Her plan? To marry off her now former best friend to her lying, cheating husband.

Note: You know, I never get tired of reincarnation or regression stories. Plus points if there is face slapping involved and revenge! Things this manhwa provides! I absolutely loved reading this. I got hooked straight away! I remember eagerly awaiting each newly translated chapter in Webtoon and staying up late just to binge it lol. If it's not obvious yet, I loved the story. Jiwon is a total queen once she regresses, and I absolutely enjoyed reading her plan for her revenge on her so-called best friend. You got to hand it to the author though, for creating such an interesting antagonist with Sumin! Like, damn. Her mind works in interesting ways, and as much as she pissed the hell out of me, it was very fun to read her thought process and reactions. Minhwan is just an asshole. There's not much to say… I liked Ji-Hyuk. Maybe I'm just a sucker for male leads like him. Lol. But he's a total green flag! I enjoyed reading about him and how he did his best to help and support Jiwon. It was also very entertaining to see him try to win her over. And then the twists! Like, damn. To be honest, the twist surprised the hell out of me. It was new, and damn, it made me cry a lot of tears??? HAHAHA I enjoyed reading until the end. Though I have to say that some of the side stories bored me haha. Anyway, I loved the story and the characters, and I am most definitely excited to watch the drama adaptation once it's complete! Highly recommend that you try reading this!

ALSO, I JUST FOUND OUT THIS WAS A NOVEL ADAPTATION?? WUT

[the-cat-chat]

October 31, 2023

The Lost Boys (1987)

After moving to a new town, two brothers discover that the area is a haven for vampires.

JayBell: This movie is literally so dramatic. The style, the clothes, the hair, the moody teenagers--it's all drama. The humor is there, and honestly, it verged on a satirical portrayal of a vampire movie at times. Some of the stuff that happens is so ridiculous, but thankfully it's ridiculous in a mostly good way.

The little brother I think steals the show. He definitely wins first place for fashion sense. He also seems to be one of the few people with sense in the movie. I like that he's actually scared of his brother even as he wants to help him. I feel like most "normal" people would feel the same.

Now let's talk about our main dude. Ever heard of peer pressure? Well this dude is the most susceptible to peer pressure than anyone I've ever seen. In fact, it would be wrong to call it "peer" pressure because it's more like "stranger" pressure. It's crazy to me that he would disregard the warnings of the hot girl he likes in favor of listening to this weird biker creep that he just got into a fight with. Drink this abnormal mysterious liquid with a gang of bikers in an abandoned dirty cave? Sure, why not?

Also the insta-love in this movie is insane. I could've done without some of that. Like he meets the girl, they have half a conversation totaling five minutes, and then all of a sudden she cares too much about him and they're passionately in lust/love or whatever the next time they see each other. Riiiiiiiigghhhhht. I think the girl and the little boy could have a better part in the whole plot.

Overall, this is just a fun time. It's not a perfect movie, but it's entertaining. It's a good break from our Halloween slashers too.

Rating: 6/10 cats 🐈

Anzie: I do have to say as 80s cringe as this was, I enjoyed myself, whether that be my own delirium or just that it was our final night of spooky season. (Not to mention I had an 80s phase as a teenager and I am cringe, but that’s neither here nor there). Now, first before I talk about anything vampire related, the clothes, my gawdddd, especially Sam. Actually pretty much only Sam. Bc his outfits were so distracting. And the things they say!! Pretty much all of which comes out of Sam’s mouth. Fave shoutout to him asking his brother if he’s been freebasing again, when he’s very clearly a VaMPiRe(that might just be my new fave insult).

Annnyways I just wanna discuss the level of peer pressure and helplessness Michael eludes from his pores. In the words of John Mulaney - his backbone is in fact an eclair. Ummm some freaks race you to a cliff, so you follow them into a cave, and after you “see” maggots and worms in the Chinese food, you just drink something from a bottle that looks like Indian Jones discovered from the Crusades??? Or the Ark of the Lost Covenant. Like come onnn man. And then how he gets his ear pierced and little leather jacket. To beeee cooolll. It actually is the worst and most enjoyable parts of the movie.

Speaking of worst parts of the movie. The vampire effects. Wowzerz. Like not to be rude but the forehead they gave them makes them look like those big brained goldfish. But whatever. I love the vampire blood is glitter. Pure glitter.

I think the way they had the kids find out who the head vampire was and ultimately kill them was fun and kept my attention real good, buttttt there would be no movie if Michael just wasn’t Michael with all his shenanigans.

^ No spoilers but even tho gramps a little freak- gramps for the win!

Rating: 6/10 Vampires 🧛‍♂️

[beneaththetangles]

First Impression: Call of the Night

14-year-old Ko Yamori has it rough. Along with the common issues that most boys his age possess, he’s also fixated on not quite understanding how girls work, especially when it comes to those that take a romantic interest in him. The social stresses of this manifest themselves into an acute case of insomnia, causing our young bro to wander out in the streets of Japan late at night while skipping school during the day. Because who needs MIDDLE SCHOOL, amirite? But during one night trek, he encounters a girl who is infatuated with the night and who is free of inhibitions. The girl, Nazuna Nanakusa, offers to bring Ko back to her place; she has a desire to help insomniacs resolve their issues and offer advice to them. Ko is understandably reluctant, especially after Nazuna suggests that the two of them will sleep in the same futon, but eventually he gives in. As he drifts off, Nazuna reveals her true nature: She’s a vampire, and Ko’s blood is on the menu! However, because Ko hasn’t fallen in love with Natsuna, he hasn’t transformed into a vampire himself. Ko eventually coming to the conclusion that living the #VampireNightLife is right up his alley and much less complicated than dealing with the mortal plane, asks Natsuna to fall in love with him and turn him into a vampire. She is very perturbed at this, being all about that r/VampireChildFree life, yo. However, Ko’s blood is so freaking tasty that she establishes an arrangement—Nazuna will show him the fun of the nightlife and help with his issues, and he’ll lets her drink his blood. If love happens, it happens, but she won’t help the process along. Ko agrees and shenanigans ensue.

Truth be told, when I was reading Call of the Night (Before I got distracted by stuff like work, more work, even more work, and did I mention work?), I thought it was a really solid story with interesting characters, but didn’t think that it would get an anime adaptation. The thought never crossed my mind. Thankfully the thought crossed someone else’s mind, and they actually did the dawg gone thing and, at least with this first episode, did a great job! I enjoyed this one! The story reminds me a lot of Dagashi Kashi, with a teenager swept into a crazy and wonderful new world by an eccentric female character who changes his whole way of thinking. I suppose it’s no surprise since that series and Call of the Night share the same mangaka! You can tell by the character designs; Ko looks like he could be Kokonotsu Shikada’s little brother, and Nazuna is pretty much Hotaru if you swap her love of candy for love of blood. Hey, whatever floats your proverbial boat.

The Opening Title sequence is…well…it’s amazing. The song “Daten” by Creepy Nuts is an absolute BOP and the animation sequence that goes with it is excellent. This could very well be the best OP of the season, if not the year! It has an “Alice in Wonderland” feel, as we see Ko fall and fly through different worlds and rooms, being pulled by Nazuna. And the fakeout where you think the song is done but it goes into another chorus—brilliant!

So where does that leave us? Simple. Call of the Night is off to a PRODIGIOUS start, and I look forward to seeing where this story leads us. It’s an absolute follow for me and I do believe you’ll enjoy watching the story of the boy dancing with the devil vampire in the pale moonlight.

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*By the way, HiDive, if you’re reading this, please, for the love of all that is good and holy in the world, do something about your website. While I was writing my first impression and procuring screen captures, the viewer kept crashing over and over again, and it got so bad that I had to switch to the app on my iPad in order to finish the episode! Come on, guys! I’m gonna need you to do better!

Call of the Night can be viewed on HiDive…maybe…if you’re lucky…if the hamster didn’t fall of the wheel.

[mlek13]

Summer, Year 8: Royal

I cheated the Royal family some extra funds so they could afford to purchase The Throne Room, since they really should have ownership over it.  The idea behind The Throne Room is for the ruler to be able to meet with their subjects and Noble heads of households to discuss issues. Mostly they just play around outside though.  Occasionally, lower class sims like Griffin Zaidi get the opportunity to sit on the throne and imagine what it would be like if they were ruler of the kingdom.

Now that she is an adult, Princess Lila is expected to make trips to the throne room with her mother as she prepares to take over the duties of Queen one day.  Lila is a pleasure sim with pleasure sim wants and she’s mostly interested in showing off while she’s there.

Last season, Queen Rosalin left her ten minute sidewalk date with former butler Ralph with a renewed purpose about how she wanted to spend her days.  She invited townie Grant Allbee on her throne room outing a date.

Before they even greeted each other, he knew he wanted to marry her too.

They waste no time getting engaged and tying the knot.  With the money Grant brought to the household I could return the “loan” needed to purchase the throne room.  As a townie, Grant would definitely bring down the queen’s ranking, but since her in game age is 75, by the time I look at points again she will have no doubt passed the crown onto Lila.  I think she was very deliberate in deciding to remarry after the end of the year assessment.  I hope her marriage brings lots of happiness to her remaining simdays.

Queen Rosalin isn’t the sim from this household that needed a marriage though.  It’s Lila who is in need of a spouse.  New university student, Deven Langerak looks like a good match.  It makes sense that she would like him since he’s Rama’s brother, but it’s also a little creepy that she would like him because he’s Rama’s brother.  But when I had a bunch of single sims on a lot at the same time between seasons and ran the pregnancy scanner, I discovered no fewer than four ladies (including Princess Lila) are currently pregnant with Rama’s as the father.  I don’t think Lila needs that in her life.

Deven and Lila commiserate over their struggles with education

and he admires her musical talents.  (I’m pretty sure she recently maxed out her creativity skill.)

Later, Lila goes into labor attended by her mother.

It’s a baby boy!  His name is Kenton to honor Lila’s late father Kevin and her late grandfather Anton.  If the baby had been a girl, Lila wouldn’t have had to worry about an heir and I could let her live her pleasure seeking life, but since the baby is a boy, she will need to try to get pregnant again at some point in order to keep the throne in her family line and I will keep encouraging her to find a husband.

Queen Rosalin is thrilled to have another grandchild and her new husband Grant is excited to share this happy moment with her.  Alida is just ready for dinner.

Speaking of Alida, she had her teenage birthday not long before baby Kenton was born.  Apparently, Celeste was there for the event.  I like that the elder witch seems to be something of a mentor to her, especially since Lydia was so freaked out about discovering that toddler Alida was a witch.

I caught this shot of Alida as a child riding a broomstick over the castle rooftop for fun.  I didn’t even know that was something that could happen.

Rosalin decides to make another trip to the throne room.  She invites Lila, who backs out at the last minute when she senses that lunch is served.

I summon in the heads of households for “a meeting.”

They mostly just play around.  I invited Florian too, so the twins could spend some time together.  Apparently not much has changed since they were children.

Later things settle down and some of my sims actually head inside for a more civilized gathering.

[lollypopsx]

You should write something about Charleigh’s first period… maybe it happened at school or on tour and she’s embarrassed to go to Harry about it..

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A/N: So a few people have been asking recently if Singledadrry ever finds his Y/N. As a lover, no. But, I definitely can see her being a very close family friend. So I thought I'd give it a go, and see what people think!

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"Charleigh, come on, we're going to be late babe, the table is booked for 6, and everyone is already there. Your Dad is waiting in the car" You call out from the other side of the bathroom door.

You had been a friend of Harry's since X-Factor, you had been working as one of the runners back then and...you may have possibly had a bit of a thing with Niall.

You had developed a close friendship with all of the boys, but when they were planning for their first tour, one of their requests was to have you around as part of the crew, especially when Harry gained full custody of Charleigh.

Helping backstage also included calming an unsettled little girl while her Dad was working, and not to mention the phone calls and trips to his hotel room at 2am because for the life of him, sometimes he just didn't know how to handle her tears. That was when he realised that no one could be her Godmother apart from you.

So that's how you ended up waiting in the backstage dressing rooms 13 years later, but this time just visiting.

"Y/N?!" Charleigh asks, with a hint of panic and relief in her voice.

You frown softly, "Char? What's wrong?!"

“I...I...a-are you alone?” She mutters nervously, sniffles escaping her lips.

"Yeah...yeah it’s just me Char...” Your mind began to race. What the hell was going on?!

“I-I think something is wrong....I-I’m bleeding Y/N!” She whimpers.

Clearly, Harry hasn’t had this conversation with her yet.

“Darling...that’s okay...can you let me in? I’ll explain everything. It’s perfectly normal” You explain softly, trying not to worry her.

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“Where have you girls been? we’re going to be late. You know I like to be prompt” Harry jokes, he was the one normally running late.

You and Charleigh hop into the car quickly, as Harry drives round the corner to the restaurant. Charleigh was unusually quiet in the back of the car for the short journey. She was uncomfortable and she felt disgusting, this was so new to her, not to mention the slight ache building in her stomach. As soon as Harry had parked, she got out of the car as quickly as possible.

“Harry...Char has started her period” You sigh softly.

“S-she...s-she’s on...on her...period?” He scratches her head, his eyes widening as he clears his throat quietly.

“H...are you freaking out?” You couldn’t help but let a giggle escape your lips.

“What?! No...why would you think that?” He scoffs slightly, grabbing his phone and wallet.

“Because your baby is growing up Haz...You’ll be giving her the birds and the bees talk next” You tease and chuckle.

“Don’t even talk about that!” He shoots a glare to you. “She’s still a baby to me” He frowns softly, muttering quietly. “But I...I don’t know how to deal with periods. And why didn’t she tell me?”

“You don’t need to overthink this H, she just needs pads, some painkillers and maybe sometimes a hot water bottle. Maybe treat her to some chocolate from time to time. She didn’t tell you because she was embarrassed, and she also didn’t know what periods were” You sigh and shrug softly.

“But I....alright fine, I forgot about all this...teenage stuff! Does she-”

“I gave her some, just go and get some for her in the morning” You chuckle. “Now come on, I’m starving!”

“Y/N, thank you...honestly. I wouldn’t know what to have done otherwise” He sighs.

“Good job I came to visit then” You hop out of the car with a smile, going in to find Charleigh waiting at the door. Harry follows in suit and leads the way to the table, Charleigh sat between you and Harry, still quiet and uncomfortable.

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As soon as dessert was finished, it seemed that everyone wanted to stay for a while, but Harry could see his daughter's discomfort. “Come on Angel, let’s get you back to the hotel alright?” He frowned softly, wrapping a tight arm around her shoulder.

“Dad it’s fine” She mutters shyly.

“I know you feel a bit rubbish. I’ve heard chocolate helps?” He gives her a soft smile and pulls on his coat.

“No Dad, I feel like a pregnant whale” She grunts sadly, putting her coat on and saying her goodbyes.

“Thanks Y/N, I’m sorry about earlier” Charleigh whispers, hugging you tightly.

You couldn’t help the smile on your lips as you pulled her close to your chest. “Call me if you need me okay? My hotel room is three doors from the right of yours, knock if you do. I’ll be there” You chuckle.

She nods and smiles softly. “You’re the best”

“What would you two do without me?” You chuckle, waving goodbye as you turn back to the conversation with the rest of the table.

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“Cherry, I’m sorry I never had that conversation with you...” He sighs softly, as they headed up in the lift and to their room.

“It’s not your fault” She shrugs. “You don’t know any more than me...”

“Well, I should, and I’ll try to...help if I can...” He slips the key card into the door and heads in. “Why don’t you go and have a shower and we can watch a film? Yeah? Your choice tonight. Oh...and you don’t look anything like a pregnant whale...alright?”

She nods gently and heads inside the bathroom, taking a quick shower, which definitely helped her feel less disgusting. Harry had changed into his joggers and a t-shirt and was sat with his back against the headboard of his queen-sized bed, while scrolling through his phone. Charleigh had her own queen-sized bed too, she always preferred the bed furthest away from the door and closest to the window.

She emerged fresh from the shower in her clean pyjamas and crawled into her bed.

“You alright bug?” Harry whispers softly, handing her the remote and turning the lights off.

She nods silently. “Just hurts a bit” She mumbles, sniffling softly.

Harry frowns, hating to see his girl in pain. He gets up and sits on her bed as she presses play on her favourite film. Harry sat rubbing her back gently, her head resting on his chest as she began to drift into sleep.

“Growing up way too quickly” He whispers softly, stroking her hair.

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Dad/Family headconons

Masterlist

Aizawa, Taishiro, Toshinori, Sir Nighteye, and Hawks

Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead

Despite him being that kind of nonchalant, I don’t give a shit about anything kind of person.....he’s a family guy

Loves kids

He just wants you to have a huge army of kids following alongside you hand in hand to visit him at work.

Looks forward to being able to relate to someone else with his quirk

Doesn’t care if they are all girls, all boys, a mixture of both, or even fostering or adopting, he’s for everything

Was kind of afraid to open up about that side of himself when you two got married, but you are all for it too

Feels that he can handle it with your help thanks to having some experience with dealing with his students

Is slapped in the face with shock when you two have your first 2 or 3 kids because infants are, you guessed it, nothing like teens who are all emotional about becoming a prohero

Guess he would be prepared for whenever they would get to their teenage years

Except for periods because he didn’t know anything about them but he’ll probably take the time to learn about it from you

Still happy over his growing army though

Still loves the chaos of it all, plus it’s good to have Aizawa to control their quirks when they start to develop

The chaos also reminds him of his own time in school with his few friends he had....they were always so vibrant and loud unlike him and he kind of envied it (secretly)

Yamada and Kayama (Present Mic and Midnight) loves to visit his little army and spoil them with toys and snacks even if Aizawa disapproved of it

You helped hand out the toys and snacks.....Aizawa could suck it up

Napping piles are normal in this household, so don’t be freaked when you see all of your children curled up or around Aizawa under a pillow fort in the living room.

It breaks his heart everytime though when his kids beg to take a stray cat home and he has to say no....but he’ll end up going back on patrol to feed it and then probably cave in and bring it home anyway

He’ll just shrug off his children’s accusations of him being a ‘hypocrite’ for saying no to their pleas earlier and say something like ‘Well I said you couldn’t do it, nothing about me though’

The tea parties are lit and he’ll crush anyone at a video game

Taishiro Toyomistu/Fatgum

Really never thought about having his own kids until meeting Kirishima and Tamaki

Life was changed FOREVER since meeting them, now he would like to have his own family

It was kind of confusing to finally have the talk of having kids a couple of years into your marriage, but your views on having kids were changed too after meeting the two UA students

He let you on thinking just one or two kids were great, but you didn’t know if you should have been surprised that you were in the hospital room pushing out your 5th child

It was kind of funny to see Taishiro freaking out even if it was his 5th time next to you in labor

Your kids were so use to it they just sat out in the hallway doing their schoolwork or playing games on their iPads as Kirishima and Tamaki watched over them (your labor would always catch them while they were out on patrol)

I picture that all his kids are girls

He uses the excuse “just one more kid, maybe this time it’ll be a boy”, It’s NEVER a boy

I feel that he’s the dad to sneak home McDonald’s fries or ice cream to his kids despite you not liking it

Will take the blame when you catch one of your daughters munching on fries on the way back to her room (daughters will also try to take the blame, but how the heck could girls 13 and younger sneak out all the way to McDonalds)

He’ll also get all his daughters together to bake a cake and also decorate it. The creativity shown by his daughters will always amaze him.

He and his daughters would even clean up the kitchen together...mostly so that you wouldn’t get mad upon seeing the kitchen as a disaster

Gets way into watching Barbie’s Life in the Dream House and secretly really loves our queen Raquelle

All Might/Toshinori Yagi

Just wants one little girl

To spoil her ROTTEN!

Seeing his friend David Sheild’s daughter Melissa grow up and look so happy always made him envious. Young Midoriya also played a huge role in his desire for at least one kid

One child was enough for the two of you and thankfully your first and only child was a girl

Gran Torino will also spoil her rotten along with Sir Nighteye

Will not be embarrassed to be caught sprawled out on the ground with your daughter playing with dolls

He’s actually quite proud of the fact that he doesn’t mind getting down and dirty when it comes to playing with ‘girly’ things with his young daughter unlike other dads

Loves to play Studio Ghibli movies for your daughter.....but Yagi is way more into it

I say this because Toshinori will try to hide his tears while watching My Neighbor Totoro as your daughter is fast asleep on his lap.

He will also sneak in a rated pg-13 hero movie from the United States in when your gone too....and then he’ll act surprise when your daughter would repeat the fowl language she heard in the movie

He would and WILL spend hours on YouTube to learn how to braid hair and put bows in and ribbons

He would bring her to work a lot too to see class 1A in action

Daughter will forever be his ‘baby’, so he HATES the thought of her starting to date and get married.

So when she admitted that the boy ‘Todoroki’ in his class was handsome while heading home one day from his work, he swore off boys....

He wasn’t surprised though, she was always managing to get Todoroki to hold her hand while Toshinori would have class 1A doing scenarios in teams and showing off her hair to him and asking if he noticed anything different.

Todoroki is a good sport, he held her hand and always complimented her hair...

Yeah she was mad at Toshinori and you made him unswear off boys, especially Todoroki

Brings your daughter to work just to brag about how he did her hair to EVERYONE

Mirai Sasaki/Sir Nighteye

Eh....he didn’t want kids, never had the desire tbh

Though something about UA students’ charming personalities making these heroes want families. Mirio got him thinking one kid couldn’t be so bad

You were shocked when he asked to have a kid, but you agreed....after discussing it for awhile to make sure he wanted this

I picture him having one cute, little shy boy

Like the cute little boy with glasses who wears those cute shorts with a bug related shirt that just wants to search for roly-poly in the dirt and grass in the back yard

Very quiet and a bit shy around new people, but is literally the most polite little boy in the WORLD

Nighteye will use his quirk on his son when out looking for bugs to just see if he missed something in the grass or dirt, but that’s as far as he’ll use it

The reason why Nighteye thinks he’s so funny is because your son (and you of course along with mirio) are the only ones who laugh at his jokes, especially your son

Your son finds ANYTHING his dad says or does hilarious. His dad made a gasp of excitement along side his son upon finding a millipede? Instant laughter will follow

Those bouts of laughter from his son is the best feeling in the world to him

Tried to make your son an expert on All Might, but gave up when he came to his conclusion that your son just wasn’t into it.

It was kind of weird at first to find out his son was just simply NOT into heroes, but now he just loves the fact that his son likes what he likes and doesn’t let himself get swayed by others, even his own mom and dad

If you can’t make his little boy, his pride and joy, laugh? Sorry, but don’t talk to Nighteye or his son ever again

He will sit and listen to his little boy go on and on and on and ON about anything and never get bored (or show it). He will sit and listen intently about the cool facts about the bug he found or a plant.

He��d even listen to the longest explanation about a tiny little squiggle on a piece of paper that he drew on if it was being told by his little boy.

Will even put a meeting on hold just to answer a FaceTime from his son from your phone just to listen to him talk about a leaf he made a pressing of....and will sit there with the volume all the way up on his phone too so the others in the room can hear as well.

Will spend all night pinning bugs to a board to frame and label just for your son

Keigo Takami/Hawks

He didn’t even want to date tbh

Though when he met you? The cliche ‘love at first sight’ happened and soon the two of you were married pretty quickly and boy was he a happy man

He didn’t really even want kids either. He just didn’t want to have kids and somehow they end up with a childhood like his that’s not the greatest or most normal, plus he was happy with the little domestic life with you.

But then IT happened. You know, when a mommy and daddy love each other very much and poof, a baby? Yeah....

He was TERRIFIED, but once your first child came into the world, a new sense of happiness sparked within him, like his own eyes opened for the first time to the world

This happened twice more, ending up with his happy family consisting of you, his two boys, and his little girl.

He’s the kind of dad to have his wallet FILLED with pictures of his kids and you. He will shamelessly show them off to fans while on patrol and also to Endeavor....even if he’s seen them a trillion times. Also his office is filled with framed pictures too

He also gets in trouble a lot along with his two boys for playing to rough and loudly within the house by you, especially for flying and being too competitive with video games and ANY activity he would take part in with them.

What can he say? His sons were like the best friends he was never able to have as a kid, he wanted to take in the beauties of having an energetic family

He doesn’t play favorites, but when it comes to his little girl? Sometimes he’ll catch a feeling of her feeling like she’s the odd one out when it comes to her two older brothers and he can relate to that feeling.

So he’ll set aside some dad and daughter time to do the things she likes, like read, color, and draw

He would even let her do his hair with tiny braids and color pieces of clip in hair and many butterfly clips. Keigo would also then wear it out proudly on patrol and check his reflection MULTIPLE times to make sure everything was in place.

He would then shout to the press and paparazzi that his daughter did his hair, showing it off in the process

When the picture would come out with the headliner ‘Hawks’ New Look Thanks to Daughter’ for the news the next day, the look of pride and awe on your daughters face upon looking at the front cover of the magazines and newspapers at the store you and his family would shop at would absolutely melt his heart melt

He’s the first one to pull back the covers to let his children climb in when scared by a thunderstorm or the spooky shadow in their room even if they may be getting ‘too old’ to be doing that...according to Endeavor however, so that information might be wrong

Bribes his kids not to tell you that he entered the house through the window and not the front door