#walk into the woods. and well. you know. i dont have to go into detail.

[fordpinesthemanyouare]

Ford x Fem!Reader

Math Assistant Pt. 2

Summary: Ford needs a math assistant and you just so happen to have a phd in applied mathematics, you are meeting Ford for an interview.

Warnings: Age gap?

A/N: Im nervy to post this one, but here it is. Dont hate the player…

<3: @potato-painter

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Y/n pulled up to the old diner in her beater car, the car that pulled them through a plethora of different colleges. Sitting in the driver seat, approximately 15 minutes earlier than the agreed time, she took in the scenery around her. The enormous red wood trees growing like a wall all around her in every direction, the Oregon wood’s would always be a special place in her journey, especially now that they have led her here. This small town known as Gravity Falls, in search of some type of summer work while not in school. Her car is packed with a few boxes in the back seat, keeping her belongings light as she travels from place to place. She pulled down the visor in the car and flips open the mirror, double checking her makeup isn't out of place for the interview. She genuinely had no idea what to expect, since, well the job listing was seriously vague. The free housing included in the deal certainly pulled her towards the listing, even if it only provided some other small details including large letters stating “All other questions will be answered at interview!”. She needed to have an applied mathematics degree, well, it was an easy enough feat for herself considering the Ph.D under her belt. She felt fairly confident in herself at the very least, she thought. Even if she wasn’t confident about anything else she knew she had her experience to go forth with, and hey telling people you have a Phd in anything usually impresses them.

She waited impatiently in the car until there were only five minutes left, in which she grabbed her purse and jacket and got out of the car. The Oregon sun warmed her skin in the early days of May. “Before the last spring showers” she mumbled to herself lightly as she walked up to the diner, familiar with Oregon’s tendency to tease summer every other day in May. She pushed open the door and cast her gaze across the diner, not that she knew who or what to expect. As the waitress calls out a hello, her gaze met with someone else’s who was also looking towards the entrance. The back lighting of the lazy May sun came shining through the windows, absolutely highlighting his strong features. His silvery hair and glasses met your gaze and she smiled at the handsome man. Older maybe, but still incredibly handsome with a strong jawline and nose. She walked a step towards him, since he was the only person in the room who seemingly was looking for someone, and he hadn't taken his gaze off hers yet.

As she stepped further into the dining area she turned to the waitress, breaking her gaze with the handsome stranger, who was standing behind the counter, “Excuse me, but did you happen to know if there was someone holding an interview here? I might be a few minutes early…” She quickly looked down to the Casio watch on her wrist checking that she was indeed four minutes early.

The stranger from before stood up, he walked over to her after overhearing her question to the waitress. He practically towered over her when he stood before her; she didn’t realize how tall he was sitting down. Extending his hand he said, “Hello, I’m Stanford Pines. I am the one you were to meet for the interview”. She took his hand without a second thought, and introduced herself to him. Her mind quickly noted his grasp on her hand was… different, but quickly moved on from the thought. She gave the waitress a nod before Stanford walked back towards the booth he had previously been sitting at. She took her seat, not without of course awkwardly scoot-jumping into the old booths. Once settled, she was a little surprised at how high the seats were for an older diner, he sat in the seat with ease as if he had been here a lot.

“It's nice to meet you Stanford, I was wondering who I would possibly be meeting. Your listing was incredibly vague.” She said with a light smile. He gave a tight smile in response before starting, “Well, I kept it intentionally vague due to the confidential nature of the work, I’ve recently discovered something that might take some time before I can start openly speaking about it.” As he finished, the same waitress came up to take both orders. She now noticed that one of her eyes was shut closed, but paid no mind to the matter. She ordered a coffee just how she likes it and Ford ordered black coffee. She quickly left and returned with two cups and her pot, filling both cups with the coffee and gesturing to the packs of creamer and sugar on the table. Ford and Y/n thanked her, before she headed back behind the counter.

“I see, that makes sense and I had figured as much”, she agreed, nodding. “I have worked on some case sensitive projects before but nothing to this measure. I was brought in for some consulting on a government funding issue but this seems a lot more interesting than accounting errors.” She grabbed a few packets, and mixed them together in her cup before quickly taking a sip. She really had started to notice just how handsome her interviewer was, she felt the need to find something to do with her hands.

Ford listened to her words, making strong eye contact with her and he had to admit, Stan was right, she really was a “looker”. The moment she had walked in through the doors he had silently hoped she was his interview for the day. However, you were in fact his potential candidate for the position by your asking of Lazy Susan. He snapped back into his mind, needing to maintain professionalism, despite in the corners of his mind Stanley’s words kept fluttering around. He was looking at her as she spoke, his mind began to take in even more features he failed to notice as she walked in through the door. His mind betraying his virtue for professionality as he took in her voice, it sounded tenfold clearer in person rather than their short conversation on the phone.

She had bright beautiful eyes that were deep and alluring, it felt like she had grabbed him and forced him to look deep in her eyes. Along with that, her hair framed her face in just the right angles, showing off her lips and cheekbones perfectly. She had some light freckles on her face and he noticed each one as she continued to speak about some funding errors. He caught himself staring, silently cursing Stanley for putting the thought into his mind, just as she was finishing her words. “So what are some things I can expect from this position?” She decided to ask at the beat of silence after she spoke.

Ford looked down at his coffee cup and grabbed the handle and took a sip before beginning, “I am looking for someone who can work on a plethora of different kinds of equations for the next few months. I expect I would only need assistance over the summer while my family comes to visit. I am trying to balance work and spending time with them this summer. Which is where someone like you would come in, and help keep up with the mounting pile of work while I can move forward with my discoveries and being with my family.” He finished off looking down again at his coffee cup, desperately feeling like he needed the quick pick up. He had been working through the night until he looked at the clock and realized the interview was only an hour away and decided to head there early.

After taking his sip he moved some of the pages of equations he had been working on before she walked in to be in front of her while saying, “Most of these are complex linear equations, along with different types of ruled equations being applied to this side of the page.” Pointing gently to the left side of the page. She reviewed the paper, picking it up and looking over the work he had begun on the page. A moment of silence fell on the table as Ford allowed Y/n to look over the work, not without looking at her some more. Her features pulled him to look as she stared down at the sheet in concentration, her brow slightly furrowed as her eyes raced from left to right. She set the page in front of herself on the table, before reaching into her purse and pulled out a small zipper pencil case. She unzipped it on the table, pulling out a red pen before circling a few things under the printed equation, flipping it towards him. She pointed with the pen several small circles along his own penciled work as she spoke, “Although you were close you made some simple mistakes… I take it you're tired?” As she said it, she looked him in the eyes now much closer than before and had noticed his heavy eyebags. She certainly could tell Stanford knew how to do the equations from his work, however the said work was sloppy, unorganized, and some of it was just the wrong numbers written. Although he looked utterly exhausted, the five o’clock shadow he was sporting that ran down his neck slightly accentuating his Adam's apple and jaw, made him look all the more ruggedly handsome. His strewn hair from running his hands through it so much, definitely didn't help either. She pushed the thoughts away, as he took the sheet from her to raise his eyebrows at some of the markings she made on the sheet.

“I didn’t realize I had so many mistakes…” he drifted off in almost shock, his eyes widening at his simple rudimentary mistakes, but he realized how tired he must have looked if his assistant was already noticing. “Assistant?” He thought to himself, still eyeing the paper, he was already calling her his assistant even though they had barely gotten through the interview.

She chuckled softly a look of understanding in her eyes as they met once again, she started “When I was getting my Ph.D, I did the same thing: stay up all day and all night to work on my research, but I take it your not necessarily getting your Phd are you?”

He smiled softly at that, the memories of his tireless and seemingly endless Phd nights researching and studying popping into his mind, it was not too far off from his current state. Ford set the paper with his work and now her corrections in the middle of the table, he met her gaze, “Ah, not this time around, the project you'd be assisting me with is something that has yet to be discovered. I'm hoping to perfect it and fully come to an understanding of it, however I don't feel entirely comfortable telling you exactly what it is until you've begun your work for me. However, I have several folders ready for you to look through when the time comes to start. That way you'll be caught up to speed when you begin.” She nodded again, understanding, “I get it, sometimes you need to make sure everything's right before shouting to the whole world that you've discovered something. Whatever it is, if this is what the general workload would look like I'd be able to do this with my eyes closed.” She gave him a confident smile, hoping that this really was it, her eyes going over the page in the middle of the table once again to make sure she understood. She had spent years doing these equations for practice, before finally becoming able to pick her choice of final research for her doctorate program.

As she was looking at the equations, they both reached for their respective mugs synchronously. The movement pulled her eyes from the page in the middle and to his large hand grabbing the handle, when she noticed that his hand was not only just large, but had an extra finger as well. Her gaze involuntarily locked onto his hand before she could think of how rude it was to stare, he noticed her noticing. His skin grew a little hot under the gaze on his hands, he could never expect what someone was going to say about the extra fingers, so before she could make a comment about it, he decided to move forward,

“This is what the majority of the work will look like, it will be a lot of recording the answers as well, but I’m sure you're comfortable with that as well given your resume.” Y/n pulled her gaze back up to his eyes and gave him a small apologetic smile as he turned to pick up a different sheet from under his few journals and folders stuffed with papers, her resume. “I was surprised to see that you had graduated only a month ago, with a masters in statistics as well. What brought you to the University of Oregon?” Ford was attempting to keep the interview questions off of his hands, and he did want to know more about her, only because they were to be working together of course.

She smiled at her accomplishment feeling good at the subtle praise and grateful she didn't have to apologize for clearly ogling his hands, “I have been traveling with my education since high school, applying to more colleges as I continue to move around. I usually move to wherever I can get the highest paid scholarship, and this year it happened to be Oregon. Last year I finished my last bachelors in Colorado.”

He nodded in understanding, he was impressed that Stanley was able to find someone with this much education history online. He figured him and not many other people in the world were interested in pursuing education as much as he was. He figured that perhaps this was not the time to bring up the fact he had 12 PhDs, “Well congratulations on your graduation, are you planning to return to school for the fall?”

Y/n smiled and sipped some more coffee, not long after setting the cup down on the table, Lazy Susan was back quickly refilling both of their cups, turning away again to tend to the other patrons.

“Thanks I appreciate it, I haven’t decided yet. I've sent my applications already, back in January to return to continue my masters for another PhD. I cast out a wide net of places to study at, but whoever will accept me is up for chance.” She looked out the window, eyeing ‘ol’ reliable’ in the parking lot. “I usually don’t plan very concretely…” She looked back at Stanford and smiled, “That's how I ended up here from your listing, another thing that drew me to it happened to be the free housing included with the deal. What does this arrangement look like?” She was reaching for more creamer to pour into her second cup of coffee as she spoke.

“We have a small storage closet that we've turned into a small bedroom, you're welcome to stay there during the work period. I also mentioned my family coming to visit, my teenage great niece and nephew. They will mostly bother me, so you might see them in the work area or around the house a lot. My twin brother lives in the household as well, and he’ll be taking care of them primarily. The living arrangement is optional and wouldn't be docked from the pay.” He cringed a little internally at the last statement, he knew that the pay wasn’t… great. He made sure that Stanley included how much it would be in the listing, so he wouldn't have to mention the low wages in person. Hopefully the complimentary housing would be able to make up for the low wages he thought warily.

Y/n sipped her coffee away, draining the second cup dangerously low again she set the cup down and nodded. She thought for a moment looking into her coffee cup, thinking about the options she had infront of her. She could take this opportunity, enjoy the nature of this small town for the summer and get out of the classroom, or she could drive her car to a new destination and see what awaits there. Y/n looked back up at Stanford and nodded again with a smile, “That seems that that would work just fine, did you happen to have space to park a car there for a while too?” She’d grown accustomed to having to search for parking, but if she was going to stay long term, she'd like to know the peace of not having to worry about broken windows in the morning. Ford nodded and said they had a parking lot, which was strange to her. A parking lot in front of a house seemed odd, but she brushed off the thought figuring she would see it eventually.

The two finished several more cups of coffee over discussing more insights of the job and her education, Lazy Susan having to brew more coffee than she had anticipated. Ford had asked when she had finished cup number four, feeling full of caffeine, “When would you be available to start?”.

Her gaze flicked out the window once again at her car full of her belongings, she had planned to either camp in the woods for the night or find a motel in town. She didn’t know anything about starting dates before she had arrived, so prepared to start very soon after. She turned her attention back to the handsome man in front of her, it suddenly dawning in the back of her mind that she would now be living with the man seated across from her.

“I could start today actually.”

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[puppetlooselystrung]

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[cattonicdragon]

How about Astrid ruffnut hiccup and heather x a smartass reader who rides a timerjack, because I know the pain of not being able to scratch my back.

Astrid,ruffnut,hiccup and heather x smartass reader who rides a timberjack

*demon noises*👹

My first httyd request!,I love timberjacks they're so cool,I love most the dragons tho so.

Not being able to scratch your back must be a pain in the ass :/

Has been proofread

Astrid

I dont think It would be a surprise that you and her would get along

Your both badasses and smart

However sometimes you do lose her,if you go into particular detail she doesn't always understand

Stormfly and your timberjack get along extremely well,they're both beautiful and magnificent dragons

It's nice to sometimes just go on a night flight together with no one annoying you

She likes to listen to your ideas and rambles,even if she cant understand everything she still listens

On winter nights you both take a walk sometimes and sit under a tree whilst your timberjack sheilds you from the cold

If your ever running low on wood you,her stormfly and your timberjack go to a forest and have a day of chopping wood and having fun.

She likes to watch when you and hiccup or fishlegs play masons and talons agaisnt eachother,obviously cheering you on

If your timberjack ever needs their back scratched pleas do it

During missions Astrid and stormfly will stay close to you and try deflect any arrows that get to close to you since your timberjacks wings are so big

Having date nights when it's raining underneath a timberjacks wing>>

She likes to chip in on your dragon ramblings

If you do any illustrations or make anything she'll ask if she can see it,she likes seeing your work :)

Loves to spar with you

Ruffnut

She loves you so much

Your relationship dynamic is literally,stupid chaotic and smart(chaotic/good/etc)

She likes to give your timberjack back scratches

She loves to listen to your rambles,she wont understand anything but she'll sit there like this (////ó//w//ò////)

Shes head over heels for you

She puts her full trust in the words you say,you could just be saying the stupidest shit ever and she'll completely agree with you

She likes the fact that you have a destructive dragon

She will test how sharp your timberjacks talons are so you might want to supervise her around your timberjack

Will kick tuffnut off belch so you can ride on him

She will have input on many things and openly tells you

Tuffnut is nice to you(mainly so ruffnut dosnt do anything to macey)

Will ask if she can ride your timberjack,if you do say yes just make sure she dosnt end up decimating berks trees

Hiccup

I think it's pretty obvious that you would both get along

Both of you give your own input and ideas/suggestions to eachother

Hes never met someone who rides a timberjack so he will ask if he can study them

If you allow him to he will be very careful and delicate

Toothless and the timberjack get along so well,and they are both so cute,you found your timberjack with its wing on toothless with both of them sleeping once

Hiccup is very supportive of your ideas and constantly asks for your opinion and ideas

During the time when him and viggo where at each others necks he asks you what you think would be the right move,hes especially stressed with the viggo situation so he needs all the help and support he can get.

He and toothless help you and your timberjack improve on dodging and evasive maneuvers

Sometimes if you help with the twins and snotlout hes ever so grateful

He loves how smart you are and if he's ever on a mission with you and one of the twins or snotlout tags along you basically translate what hiccups saying

Heather

She dosnt always understand what you say but she'll try her best

She trys to learn more and read books so she understands you more

She feels bad for not always understanding you but she makes up for it by being affectionate

She loves to spar with you and try improve not only her own skills but your aswell

Windshear and her cover for you alot,windshears scales are very thick and so she can take hits every so often

She finds your timberjack very fascinating

Your timberjack and windshear get along very well

You and heather once had a friendly competition to see whether windshears spines were sharper or your timberjacks talons

Every so often she likes playing masons and talons with you

Although dagur may at first seem stand off-ish and harsh hes not,hes just protective and worried for heather

You are one of the only people who windshear let's ride her

[omgwhatchloe]

but what if i ask really nicely for more into on brain injury sean au

then i suppose…IF YOU INSIST…i might be compelled…

-first things first in this au sean has to change where EXACTLY he was walking on the ground on rhodes to alter where the bullet goes. one tiny half-step to the right when he turns, along with the shooter aiming just that tiny bit higher, and he gets shot through the skull, but survives.

now im not going to go into a lot of detail about where the bullet is in the brain and why he is reacting like this etc etc because even after research i dont know the ins and outs of it, so we’ll focus a lot more on his behaviour.

-so after the position of the shot is altered, they all expect him to be dead. miraculously, he is still alive on the floor of rhodes, but heavily unconscious. he is unconscious for two and a half weeks after they try their best to heal him. poor leopold strauss was NOT about to do any brain surgery and the bullet had to be left there. when he actually woke up, everyone was relieved and crowding him. however, he didnt say a word, he barely looked at them. he just laid where he was, staring, until they started to help him up and try to speak to him. within a few days, he had healed to his limit, meaning he could walk and start to move very uncoordinated.

-sean mumbles a lot unintelligibly to no one in particular. he doesnt speak intelligibly or respond when he’s spoken too, he doesnt even know someone is speaking to him. he opens his mouth when they try to feed him but wont make a single effort to feed himself as if he doesnt know how too. sometimes he can refuse to chew if he doesnt like the texture or taste, which is very often. he chews and swallows to fast, and it causes worry he will choke himself. he can technically walk but will not unless someone is actively moving him from one spot to another, so he has no urges to take care of himself and would spend all his time staring and mumbling if alone. he does sometimes reach his arms up to push at the people around him (not hard at all) but this pretty much means nothing, it doesnt mean he wants them to leave or is showing any sort of affection. when he gets angry suddenly, which can be often, he yells and hits (not very well) the people around him trying to calm him down. he can be calmed by having his face stroked, interestingly he doesnt care who does it. he cries too, when his mouth is being burnt by the food or he is just uncomfortable, like after an accident in which no one has tried to help him. when he cries, it can either be just completely silent tears like he doesnt know hes crying, or it can be accompanied by wailing.

-he also clenches his fists, pushes things in front of him around, pulls his own or others hair, kicks the dirt under him and chews when theres nothing in his mouth absentmindedly.

-of course, the gang are not caregivers. theyre murderers, outlaws or just very uneducated people. they try their best to take care of him for the first week after he wakes up, but sean has multiple accidents because no one tries to help him with ‘using the bathroom’ (well not really using a bathroom because theyre in the woods but yk what i mean). they have things they need to do and a lot of their plates are full even without sean, no one particularly WANTS to care for him, as awful as it may seem. they become easily frustrated at the complete lack of cooperation from him, even if it isnt his fault. they also become angry at each other around the whole situation.

-when sean gets upset or ignored in someone elses care, they rush to blame and berate each other about it. but the big elephant in the room is they do not want to be his caregiver, no one does. karen tried her best, but got quickly frustrated and angry at him, causing him to cry when yelled at (this was because it was a loud noise close to him, absolutely nothing to do with what she was saying). lenny got angry at her, and took over, only for find himself incredibly tired and frustrated within a few hours. despite being his partners/ex-partners, they feel helpless with him. they dont know why hes upset or what he wants most of the time, which means they cant help him. after a few days of lenny trying to help sean, prevent accidents, watch over him, cleaning him up, he actually walked out of camp. he spent a few days alone in the quiet because he genuinely couldn’t stand the camp or caring for sean anymore.

-he loved sean so much, but he couldnt stand the mumbling and the whining and the constant taps and hits. it was overwhelming, and he realised he couldnt do it. he couldn’t be his caregiver, he knew karen couldnt, he knew the women of the camp couldnt because they simply didnt know how too and got frustrated too. the men of the camp would never…so who? thats when he started to realise, along with everyone else, sean could not stay with them like this.

-so where would he go? that was the conversation, with many different arguments. only a few argued they could keep sean, but they were easily persuaded to change their minds. there was unfair suggestions, like dumping him on the side of the road. that was from micah, and he had the support of john, uncle and bill. eventually they decided he needed to be taken to an asylum or left at a state hospital, as sending him somewhere he’d be actually looked after was expensive and not guaranteed. micah had also suggested putting him down but was thankfully denied.

-lenny debating leaving with sean, becoming his caregiver, and he was really going to do it, until he actually cared for sean again for the next day and could barely leave him for a second. when he finally napped, lenny realised he himself had barely eaten, he hadnt touched his books, done his hair, or had any time for himself since he’d disappeared. god he wanted to care for sean but he just couldnt. the vision of their cottage he made up, where he cared for sean happily…while actually being happy…was unrealistic he realised. he’d always be angry and bored, and couldnt trust himself not to run away. he loved sean, he really did, he still wanted to cup his face and hold him close, but he couldn’t. a vital part of their previous relationship was dead with seans condition, and the rest was dying. sean didnt even recognise lenny, or any of them. he knew that for a fact because micah had bothered sean to get under his skin, sitting near him and trying to get his attention, and sean didnt react.

-the day before arthur was going to take him to a state hospital, their attitudes towards him changed. they had less frustration, more motivation, because they knew it was the last time theyd see and care for him. it made them feel a little uneasy when they thought of where he’d end up, with lenny feeling the worst about it. he still debated taking him and leaving the gang, but he knew he couldnt. he knew it would be the end of his life, his freedom, if he tried to care for him alone. but god the whole thing was killing him.

-they fed sean peaches, which he actually almost seemed to enjoy. he didnt spit anything out, though still lightly hit whoever was feeding him. he had no accidents that day, and napped mostly. he sat with the girls while they tidied him up, and spoke to him (with no response back). lenny read to him, even if he showed absolutely no interest and stared away from him. that night, they had a goodbye party and all actually paid attention to him, yes, dealing with him was easy that day, but that was because he was their main focus when normally he is not.

-ok lets end on a fluffy note where he sits with arthur and ‘watches’ his sketch. he enjoys the sound of the pencil against the pages, and seems to be almost smiling. they think he likes the sound of javier’s guitar, as he plays him a song. bill tries to give him whisky but is told no, but they do laugh when he tries too. lenny puts his arm around him and shifts his position so sean is cuddling into him. he falls asleep like that.

-he wakes the next day being kissed goodbye on the forehead by the girls as hes placed into the wagon. lenny sits in the back with him, holding him close. karen could barely bring herself to say goodbye. hosea and arthur drive, with hosea telling stories about sean when he first joined, especially his favourite, where sean got caught cheating at cards and stormed off to his bedroll. they had to lure him out and convince him to play again, and they promised to actually teach him how to play (as arthur had lied multiple times to him about the rules so he could win, poor sean didnt even know he was cheating.)

-they then arrive at the hospital, in ‘desperate need of aid as their friend has a bullet trapped in his head’.

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info: ANGST, fem!reader x bill, usage of Y/n, 3.1k words

synopsis: you and bill cool off at a club!

more after cut :0

your dialogue

bill’s dialogue

I gripped the bed sheets as I sniffled, the room was dark, and I could barely see him yet I knew the look that he was giving me. My chest heaved up and down, eyes were blurry as I fluttered the tears away. His hair was disheveled, eyes wide with pursed lips. "You couldn't just fucking tell me that?"

"Tell you what? That I was at fucking work?! Do I have to text you every second now?!" Bill bellowed, clenching his fists that laid by his sides.

"That's not the point, Bill, " I hoarsed through sobs. "I was worried, okay? What if you got into a car crash or something?"

"You're doing it again, no I didn't get into some fucking car crash or whatever you're worried about, " He took steps closer to the bed, looking down at me. "It's almost as if you want it to happen."

"No, I don't! I would never wish that on you, Bill, " I brokenly sobbed and he let out a heavy sigh, pacing around the room.

"That's your problem, " He stopped by our dresser, slamming his fist onto it, causing the loose screws to shake and let out a noise as they hit against the wooden holes they sat in. I flinched, watching him turn his gaze towards me over his shoulder. "You're always fucking worried, I can take care of myself. Do you know how annoying it is-"

"I just care, Bill! I just want to know that you're okay and that you'll be okay. That's all I fucking ask for, " I sniffled, the skin under my eyes burned as I wiped the tears away from my puffy eyes with the sleeve of my sweatshirt. The light from the hallway lit into our room, revealing Bill's face a bit with a beam. His mascara and eyeliner were runny from sweat or tears.

"Well, it's fucking annoying. Every second you text me to see where I am, or what I'm fucking doing-" He was cut off.

"Because I fucking care-"

"No, you're fucking insane! None of my exes have ever acted this way!-"

"Don't you dare compare me to them as if they've never done you wrong!" I snarled, pointing a finger at him as I clenched my jaw. He grit his teeth, furrowing his brows. His nostrils flared as he breathed heavily, we kept eye contact in silence for a few minutes before he parted his lips.

"I rather be with them than you, at least they knew when to leave me the fuck alone, " Bill spoke through clenched teeth. I felt my heart drop as I looked at him, my lips parted as my jaw hung low. My stomach turned as he looked at me with narrowed eyes and a frown, reaching into his back pocket. The sound of cigarettes shuffled as he pulled out the red-detailed 'Marlboro' box. "I'm gonna go smoke, I hope it lights on fire and burns the house down, " He scoffed before walking towards the bedroom door, not giving me another glance as the wood under him creaked. I bit my lip, feeling my face heat up as tears began to well up. I whimpered, falling back onto the bed, and reaching over for my phone on the bedside table. My face was lit up by the phone screen as I flipped it open.

— (these are text messages under)

AMBER (sorry if ur name is amber)

Me - 10:56 PM

"Amber answer pls."

Amber - 10:59 PM

"im here, what happened?"

Me - 10:59 PM

"he got home and the first thing we did was argue."

Amber - 11:01 PM

"again?? this is like the 7th time or somrthibg"

Me - 11:01 PM

"ik, i dont know what to do"

Amber - 11:01 PM

"well if he keeps doing this then u should dump his ass"

Me - 11:02 PM

"ik but i love him :("

Amber - 11:02 PM

"yea ik but hes toxic for u, theres sm better guys"

Me - 11:02 PM

"ig :( but hes so sweet"

Amber - 11:03 PM

"but is it worth it? for all the arguments?"

Me - 11:03 PM

"maybe its bc we r just out the honeymoon phase rn :("

Amber - 11:03 PM

"idk Y/n, ig."

Me - 11:04 PM

"we just have to see"

Amber - 11:04 PM

"okk wtv u say. also off topic but should i do pink or blue streaks?"

Me - 11:04 PM

"oh, pink, r u dying ur hair rn?"

Amber - 11:04 PM

"yea i just got it bleached. anyways, i just hope it works out"

Me - 11:05 PM

"i hope so too, im gonna go sleep now"

Amber - 11:05 PM

"sleep well, ily"

Me - 11:05 PM

"ily too"

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I closed my phone, tossing it onto the table before pulling the blanket over me. I sniffled as I snuggled into the bed, fluttering my eyes close before drifting off.

***

My feet stood against the cold tile of the kitchen floors as I diced the potatoes. The ventilation hood let out a low hum as I boiled water on the stove, making stew for one. It's been days since we spoke, I couldn't even remember his voice by now. We barely met eye-to-eye anyway since he left early and came home late. I slid the bad piece of the potato to the side of the cutting board, continuing to cut the rest. I froze, seeing the familiar painted nails and each silver ring that fitted on each finger, snake around my waist. I bit my lip, continuing to cut the potatoes as I felt his chin rest on my shoulder.

"Love..." Bill spoke softly into my ear before placing gentle kisses on my ear lobe. "I missed you, " He continued, placing more kisses on my ear as he held me close. I stayed silent, focusing as I placed the pieces into a bowl. "I'm sorry for yelling at you...and saying all those things, " He kissed down to my neck, moving his hands onto my sides. He massaged my sides, placing long opened mouth kisses on the right side of my neck. "I didn't mean it, any of it. You're the sweetest and one of a kind...nothing can excuse what I said, " He hummed, continuing to kiss my neck. I felt my face heat up, my eyes welling up as my lip quivered. "You have to speak at some point, please?" He frowned against my skin, slowly moving his hands up my shirt. I shivered at the cold touch as he held my waist from under.

"How could you say those things to my face?" I wept, a tear falling down my cheek. He clicked his tongue, turning me around. The knife fell out of my hand and into the sink. Bill frowned as he looked down at me, his focus being on the teardrop on my cheek. He lifted my face by my chin with his finger, pecking the salty tear away. He wrapped his arms around my waist again, leaning back to look at me.

"My baby...I was having a bad day and I shouldn't have taken it out on you, " He pecked my lips, and I sniffled as I allowed him.

"You were so mean, " I whimpered, looking down at the neckline of his t-shirt.

"I know, I know, " He cupped my cheek, moving my gaze back up at him. "I'm sorry. I know you were just looking out for me, I was just so stressed, " He leaned in, placing his lips on mine again yet not pulling away this time. I reciprocated after a few seconds, closing my eyes before throwing my arms around his neck. His lips were soft and plump as I remembered each line that made up his lips. He moved his hands down and under my shirt to hold my waist again. He smiled against my lips, his hands wandering my body. I let out a pleased sigh, pushing myself against him. Bill let out a grunt, our lips moving against each other. He pulled away after a while, giving me a few pecks before his lips left. "Do you wanna go out tonight?"

"Go out? Where?" I tilted my head, moving my hands down and back against the counter I was leaning against.

"The club, since I know you love to dance...and drink, " He wiggled his eyebrows, smirking. I scoffed, rolling my eyes.

"You know I love the drinks, " I hummed, standing up. "I guess we can."

"We can go...only if you forgive me, " He bit his lip with a smile.

"Fine...I forgive you, " I rolled my eyes. He grinned, pulling me back for another kiss. I let out a huff as I widened my eyes before kissing back.

"Go get ready, " He pecked my nose, reaching back to turn off the gas stove. "I want everyone to see how beautiful you are, " He hummed and massaged my sides. I nodded with a grin, pulling away to rush to our bathroom.

***

I licked the sweet taste from the corners of my lips, sitting on a stool by the bar. Bill's hand rested on my bare thigh as he sipped his glass of whiskey. DJ announcements roared into my ears as he announced the next song, scratching playing after that. Red lights hit Bill as I turned my attention to him, his eyes already on mine as he caressed my thigh with his thumb. He stayed close as people passed by dancing or dragging their feet.

"You having fun?" He asked, tilting his head as he placed his empty glass down on the counter, that was fogged with condensation.

"I guess, we haven't danced yet, " I shrugged. He hopped off his seat, taking my hand in his to pull me out of my seat. I let go of the glass in my hand, following along as he pulled me through people.

Bill grinned as he turned to me, stepping into an empty spot. There was enough room for us but people continued to hug us in. He took my hand to his lips, kissing my knuckles before spinning me around. The music pounded into my chest as I pushed myself against him. He held my arm above my head, his jeans tickling the back of my thighs. I bit my lip as my feet stayed stagnant, and my ankles flowed with me as I moved my body against Bill. My body heated up as I did. He followed my rhythm, mirroring each body roll I did. He grinned, wrapping an arm around my waist as we continued. I laid my head back on his chest, continuing to roll my body with him. His hand snaked down to my thigh, caressing it as I grinded against him. People continue to dance around us. I reached back with my free hand, my fingers tangling with his hair as my hand held his nape. He grinned down at me and I looked up at him with a lazy smile. My hand slid from his nape to his cheek, pulling him in for a kiss. His lips pressed against mine and I closed my eyes, my gloss, and his chapstick mixing. I gasped softly, feeling his soft grasp move to my waist. Bill pulled away, turning me to face him.

"I'll be back, I need to go to the restroom, " He pecked my lips again.

"Stay safe, " I let out. He nodded in response, kissing my nose before pulling away. He pushed the people, making his way to the restroom. I lost sight of him, making my way back to the bar. I sighed, taking my seat again, and turning my whole body onto the counter. I laid my handbag in my lap, motioning the bartender over. "Get me something sweet, please, " I grinned, watching them get to work. I rested my hand as my elbow rested on the table. I frowned, looking around as the dark-haired male wasn't back or anywhere nearby. I looked down at my lap, popping my handbag open to pull out my flip phone.

—

BILL <3

Me - 12:37 AM

"bill u ok??"

—

I furrowed my brows, staring at my phone for five minutes. My palms grew slick from sweat, and I closed my phone with no response. I nibbled on my lip, watching as the drink was placed in front of me. "Thank you, " I mumbled, taking a sip as my thumb fidgeted with the fingers on my free hand. I flinched, seeing a tall figure enter my vision, but it wasn't my Bill. I kept my focus on my drink, shaking my left leg up and down against the shiny floor.

"Hey, " The low voice spoke behind me, leaning onto the counter to face me. He snapped his fingers in my face, furrowing his eyebrows. "I said hey, lady. Gosh, do girls just ignore good-looking men these days?" He scoffed. I turned my head slowly to him with an eye roll. His hair was curly, ginger. Skin pale with sharp, green eyes as they stared right into my eyes.

"What do you want?" I covered my drink with my palm. He grinned as he stared over my features, his gaze slowly going down to my cleavage. I placed my free hand over my chest, scoffing. His face was stubbled with the same hair color that sat on his head.

"What do I want? Is that how you flirt? I'm just trying to be nice here. I see a nice woman alone at the bar and I approach her, " He spoke, even though he was inches away and the air was stale, I could smell his beer breath from where I was sitting.

"No, I'm not alone. I'm here with my boyfriend, " I scoffed, sitting up straight and tightening my core.

"Well I don't see him, don't lie to me, " He snickered, a hand reaching out for my shoulder. I widened my eyes, instinctively picking up my drink and throwing it in his face. He clenched his eyes shut, covering his eyes with a hiss. "You fucking bitch!" He growled. I slammed the glass down, sliding off my seat before running to the restroom. I pushed past people, the music growing distinct as I made it to the long hallway. My heels clacking and echoing through them.

"Bill! Bill!" I called out with a cry. I froze in my steps, hearing loud kissing noises and small groans. I took a turn, the kisses only becoming louder. I felt my heart sink, seeing familiar brunette hair with pink streaks tangled into his polished fingernails. Bill's eyes were shut closed as his lips moved against Amber's. His hands on her in a way that he would never touch me the same. I covered my mouth, feeling my face heat up, my eyes blurry as my stomach turned. Her hands were on him, places where I knew he was weak. I felt my knees shake, the pain in my feet from the heels where I once felt like I floated.

"Fuck...I love you, Amber, " He breathed against her lips. She smirked against his lips, moving her kisses down to his neck. He groaned, throwing his head back, his eyebrows knitting as her hand trailed down. I bit on my lip harshly, clenching my fists as they moved down to my sides. I dug my nails into the vegan leather that made my hand bag, turning around. I breathed heavily, my chest heaving as I stormed away. My face was damp by now, and I looked down as I moved past people, making my way out. Once the cold air hit me as I made it past the bouncer, I let out sobs, my chest heavy as I wiped away my tears. I looked at my hand, it was covered by the runny mascara and foundation I had on.

"God, how could they?" My throat was sore already from breathing uneasily, taking out my phone for a taxi.

***

I couldn't eat or sleep, staying in bed all day. The makeup from three days ago was still on my face with small residue as I laid in sweats. I held my pillow, hoping that the next sound from downstairs would be Bill opening the door with flowers in hand. Yet, I was disappointed after each small creak, having nothing come in return. I sat up, the sheets shuffling against me as I leaned against the headboard. I reached for my phone, gritting my teeth as I dialed her.

"What?" The feminine voice answered.

"I thought you fucking cared about me, " My breath was going at a familiar pattern from days ago, my nostrils flaring as my nails dug into my palm.

"I mean...why did you think I was trying to get you to break up with him?" Amber yawned.

"He's gonna do the same to you, " I snarled. She sighed, rustling could be heard from the other end.

"I don't think so...I mean. Why do you think he always comes home late?" She responded. I could feel the smirk on her face and scoffed, wiping the tear that rolled down my cheek.

"I don't even know you anymore, Amber, " I sniffled.

"When did you ever?" She breathed. Small kissing noises could be heard with more rustling.

"Who's on the phone, babe?" A masculine voice groggily spoke.

"No one, Bill, go back to sleep, " She giggled softly as kisses noises followed. "Stop, babe, " She whined softly as more kisses followed.

"How can I? You're so beautiful, " He murmured. I felt my throat form a lump, my stomach turning as if I could vomit right there and then. I clenched my jaw, putting my lips to the speaker.

"Fuck you both, " I snarled through bared teeth, closing the phone shut, tossing it aside. I sniffled, wiping my eyes one last time, before heading to the shower.

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WRITTEN BY MEEE

bill, bill kaulitz, angst, sad, kaulitz

[the-s1lly-corner]

I wanna try something different this time around.

I’ve started to grow an interest to Eyeless Jack, I mean I haven’t read the story but the character has intrigued me.

What’s some fluffy headcanons you can think of for him with a partner in general?

General hcs for Eyeless Jack x Reader !

ehehehehe welcome to the ej fan club!! evil laughs >:) gotta admit my take on ej is only loosely based around the original story (guy waking up to find one of his kidneys missing is the TLDR version) but a lot of my hcs are based around a fic (?) reimagine (?) of ej that i remember seeing floating around yeeeeears ago back in middle school and im unsure how many people follow the "jack used to be a human but got dragged into a cult/human sacrifice unwillingly" idea since i admittedly dont interact much with the fandom outside of writing these lil hcs and making fanart TToTT

after everything that happened to him jack ran off to the woods to be away from prying human eyes, and as far as he knew he was viewed as (albeit unwilling and you could argue it was in self defense) murderer.... kind of puts a stop into your plans of finishing school and going into your dream career.. oh and also the teeny tiny detail that you now rely on human flesh as sustenance with no hope for being able to physically accept alternatives and as more time goes on you start to resemble something.. not human... theres that, too

if you want to see him during the day you're likely going to have to visit him in the woods, but fear not hes not homeless, hes found refuge in an old cabin; slowly hes been patching it up

dont expect him to make you do any work on the cabin, he views it solely as his responsibility and he'll likely deny any actual work helping rebuild it... though i dont think he would be against any tools and decoration (ex. stuff for a generator so he can have power, means to wash his clothes, basic supplies that arent food ectect)

i think overtime he would even get a little mini fridge for you so you can store snacks and drinks at his place, since he doesnt. have food

sometimes visits you at your place, but he only does this during the night so he doesnt get caught wandering the streets by other people... usually enters through the backdoor, to avoid anyone seeming coming from the front

very quiet and reserved, not very high energy... so most nights hanging out with him are calm... usually him asking you how you've been doing... you /could/ ask him the same, but he can only talk about patrolling his area in the woods for hikers straying too close so many times, and he doesnt want to bore you

thats actually another thing, he has traps set up around; mix of a means for hunting without having to go out and pick someone, and to make sure no one gets too close to the cabin

so i think, in the beginning he would ban you from coming to him without him guiding you, at least not until youve had ample time to get used to the traps and how to look for them and remember the general locations of them

teaches you how to forage, him being alone for so long has forced him to pick up new hobbies to keep him from going insane, so you now know how to do that sort of thing as well as identifying plants and fungi... fun!

on the very rare occasion you can convince jack to walk around town with you at night when everyone else is asleep.... its nice, i think.. kind of gives him a chance to just sink back into what his old life used to be and feel like hes normal again; though he tends to be quieter than usual on these walks

i dont think hes particularly possessive, dont get me wrong he cares about you and he does have the passing thought of you just up and leaving him one day (and he doesnt blame you, he holds a lot of self loathing for himself nowadays) but hes not going to be breathing down your neck and watching your every movement... he has enough trust in you not to get hurt or stuck in any situation

blunt, he doesnt beat around the bush and sometimes he doesnt sugarcoat things when the blow needs to be softened... mix of jack just being a little insensitive to others but also because hes gotten so used to thinking so logically and straight forward and numbing his own emotions over... who knows how long, probably even before he got all messed up..

can be a little sarcastic at times, so he might come off as an asshole every now and then, especially when you mix in the bluntness

i dont think he would actively try to be mean to others though, he'd try to understand and fix something if his habits upset you because he doesnt want to lose you

very cold, physically, so be sure to bring blankets and stuff when you want to cuddle into him

very careful with you, he has claws and teeth... and sometimes shedding blood around him can be really dangerous (he feeds on human material, he tends to push off eating for as long as he can since the fact hes eating people meat messes with him.. argument between survival of himself and survival of others; but due to his curse he can go into 'frenzies' and momentarily lose himself to his hunger. think how in finding nemo the sharks went nuts when dory cut her fin on accident, its like that but he doesnt go nuts all the time) so hes very very gentle even when he has a strong hold on himself

speaking of his forced diet, he doesnt eat often.. only really needing to do so every now and then, but i like to think he would still sit at the table with you to keep you company while you ate dinner

though he wouldnt want you to do the same when he DOES eat, might prefer you not come at all on those days actually

him and reader remind me of the "its rotten work"/"not to me, not if its you" audio

[ens-70s-and-80s-stuff]

Why Belushi's presentation makes me skeptical about Saturday Night

a short essay, if you will. ive seen other people's opinions posted around 70s Comedian Tumblr, and I'm wondering on y'alls takes on this.

I feel like there are a few things that rub me the wrong way about Saturday Night, the movie about SNL's first episode, coming out next month. Most of the issues I have with it are smaller; Little issues I can look at and say "Huh. That's a little lame, but that won't make or break it."

But in the trailers, there's one thing that stood out to me as the issue that really made me worry about what this movie was going to be. It's the way they've presented John Belushi. The movie seems to present him as two things:

The Bee Guy

The Guy With Issues

These two little details are the things that really rub me the wrong way, because they seem to be not very faithful to who Belushi was as a person. So I wanna argue my points really quick, and see what the fellow comedy/SNL/John B fans think.

-----

The Bee Guy

This is the part that I feel is a little more straightforward to explain. Probably a solid half, maybe more, of the clips we see of Belushi have him in his bee costume. Which isn't inherently a problem, but its important to note that John infamously hated doing the bee skits, and he was frustrated about being known as the Bee Guy.

To be fair, I think we will see much more of John not in the costume in the actual film itself. But it feels a little disrespectful to present him as "Hey! You remember those bee sketches from classic SNL? Look, this is the guy who did the bee bits!" in the advertising. especially considering- many members of my generation dont know John- or at least, dont know him very well. so a lot of people might see the ads, or see the movie, and walk away thinking of John as the Bee Guy.

And honestly, I know the bee thing probably isn't much of a big deal, but feels just a little inconsiderate imo.

-----

The Guy With Issues

This is the bigger thing, the thing that really worries me about this movie. It stood out to me in the trailers that, in so many scenes and press photos...

...they almost seem to be going for this aggressive, grumpy, moody asshole.

That's what worries me. The idea that this movie might be Wired all over again. I'm worried that this movie will present John as this cracked out, violent, fucked up guy.

And of course, John was not perfect. The man had his demons. But I'm talking about this in the context of Reitman's creative direction. He told these actors not to study the people they were playing, or talk to them. So if Wood didn't decide to do research anyway like Smith did, would be going only off of what he knows, or what he's heard about John.

And I'm just saying. Before I got into this fandom, all I knew about John was that he was some crack addict who (and I no longer believe in this following rumor) cheated on his wife. What I knew about John was what gossip sites parroted from Wired. So who knows what Wood has heard about John.

So I'm worried that this movie will follow in Wired's footsteps. That it'll choose the sensation of a selfish, angry crack addict over a faithful representation of the person John actually was.

----- But Who Knows?

Maybe the movie will surprise us. While I do have VERY strong doubts about the writing and creative choices for this movie, there are some talented people working on this film. And of course, an advertisement isn't always a truly accurate representation of the final product. Maybe the film will prove to be a decent take on John when its not just the scenes picked for a quick ad. Maybe Wood did his research anyway and just hasn't mentioned it. I hope we get something better than what the trailer showed us.

-----

So yeah, that's my thoughts on what we know about this film so far lmao. Like I said, yall are free to comment or whatever and share your opinions, cause id really like to know more about what the rest of the fandom is thinking.

[neverlearnedtoread]

Uprooted

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐; my favourite kind of fantasy - classic fairytale with a side of 'dont worry about the details' and 'you gotta believe in the heart of the cards!'

Oh?? 👌😉😏

a really sharp, quick-witted, and willful female protagonist going 'fuck it!' every few chapters or so and doing something crazy (crazy fun) to drive the plot forward, off a new exciting cliff

a soft magic system that really shows off in the best light what makes soft magic systems so valid. its all about the metaphors!! you have to measure the chocolate chips with your heart!!!

nature is so magical and beautiful and deadly. specifically if you treat trees bad they will form a sentient vengeful forest to raze your civilization to the ground and salt the earth with your bodies

kasia. i love an atomic blonde unkillable bad bitch with the strongest queerplatonic vibes with her best friend from birth

a CLASSIC grumpy 'beastly' male love interest. he seals himself away in a lonely tower, makes girls hang out with him for 10 years at a time, and unironically calls himself 'the Dragon'. he even has the audacity to be offended that everyone thinks he's creepy!!!!!!

No.. ❌🤢🤮

if you like having explanations for how magic works and any semblance of a hard magic system in your fantasy, put this book back. 'round here we operate on Vibes Only, babey!!

similarly, if your love language is words of affirmation and/or you think that fanfic-style romance plotlines should stay in fanfic, this romance is Not For You. this is not a judgment, only a warning

Summary: Agnieszka loves her home in her little village in the valley - you know, except for the evil forest simply known as the Wood that's been around as long as there have been people in the valley, with terrible creatures and sentient walking trees. And the century-old wizard known only as 'the Dragon' living in the tower overlooking their land, who takes a young woman every ten years to serve him. But what Agnieszka dreads the most is that her best friend, Kasia, will be chosen next, and that Agnieszka is helpless to save her. Until the day of the choosing, when the Dragon picks Agnieszka instead.

Concept: 💭💭💭💭 I've never gotten along that well with a book blurb, but this one does its damn job - gives me enough plot premise to get me interested without giving it all away, and doesn't make me feel like I've been lied to once I start the book! some stories really don't do what they say on the tin, or take ages to get there at all, but Uprooted starts off exactly at the spot the blurb said it would - with a girl, in a valley, scared of a terrible wizard, about to be whisked away to a tower.

Execution: 💥💥💥💥💥 This story is EXACTLY what it says it wants to be, down to the cadence of the prose - a Polish folklore-inspired fairytale. The rhythm of Novik's narration even fits right - one day I'll get the audiobook for this and get to hear it the way I read it in my head, like a grandmother's bedtime story with twists and eddies and crescendos at the all the right bits. I was in love with the aesthetic of every character, they fit perfectly into the backdrop of what this story was.

Personal Enjoyment: ❤❤❤❤❤ This book aligns to my tastes much the same way An Enchantment of Ravens does, and shares of lot of the same elements without ever feeling derivative - smart girl meets magic boy, causes all kinds of irreversible political upheaval, and lives happily ever after being just as they are - a Girl with The Audacity. its a tale as old as time, and i'll hear it told just as often

Favourite Moment: you know its a good book when you really can't choose a favourite moment - one that comes to mind is agniezska choosing to save sarkan from being grafted onto the heart-tree in the Wood instead of setting fire to it. the 'fuck it!' energy agniezska brings to her moments of crisis is SO good, plus the motif of her always reaching out to sarkan to cast magic together - 'hey real quick, cast a spell with me while you're being pulled into an evil magic tree trying to twist your magic and life force against us. couldn't hurt, eh?' and then it WORKS

Favourite Character: now yall know i love a sarkan-esque character - pathetic wet cat men who are so offended by their own squishy feelings are a great time! and kasia is SO bad bitch extraordinaire, her and agnieszka's love for each other literally makes the plot go - every time, every time without hesitation she puts herself as the last thing standing between agnieszka and the Wood. but agniezska herself is really Something. the way she uses magic, her connection with nature and her refusal to be anything else than what she is - a grubby young woman who wields kindness as her weapon against the world, who holds onto her humanity with both hands and teeth - she shapes this fairytale to be the story she wants it to be, one of connection and empathy. and im still thinking about her introducing the lord of the whole valley to her mother 🤣 power move!!

[filmfirecr4cker]

twin peaks notes!!!

okay so these are all my notes and thoughts on the pilot and the first episode :3 enjoy.

pilot:

“it (the story) encompasses the all. it is beyond the fire, though few would know that meaning” 

“laura is the one” 

god josie is actually so beautiful 

sarah's paranoid has everyone caught off guard. i wonder if she knows something we dont

i love the choice they made having pete’s pov of finding laura be shot handheld. it makes it so much more off-putting and found-footagey

I LOVE LUCY SHES SO CUTE

sheriff harry truman you are so beautiful to me <3 

poor andy :(

the shot of the palmer’s stairwell is so off-putting i love it 

AUDREYYYYY god shes so cunty 

the way leland holds onto harry’s jacket was such a good character choice 

goddd shelly is so gorgeous 

all the ladies are so beautiful lets be real 

shelly and bobby are linking 

bobby and laura were dating 

laura was 17 when she died 

i like the detail of aurdey changing from her oxfords to red heels when she gets to school 

james’s goofy ass haircut.. like girl whatever

the last time mrs. palmer saw laura was 9pm 

she had just come from bobby’s 

laura’s phone rang sometime that night 

the wide shot of the pulaski girl walking across the bridge is so fucking good 

james said “laura was the one” which is probably referencing the fact that she was the one for him but its also an echo of the log lady said in the intro as well sooo

AHHHHHHHHHH SPECIAL AGENT DALE COOPER FBI MY POOKIE BUTTTTTTTT 

oh my god i love him so so much actually 

i like how harry and coop meet at the end of the hallway and walk towards the camera and then the camera starts moving with them 

coop is actually so funny i love him. him and his trees 

you can tell harry fell for him right when he asked about the firs BWHAHAHA

while they were in the elevator, there was a man with one arm 

ronette repeated “dont go there” 

laura was dr jacoby’s patient 

laura’s parents didn’t know she was seeing him.. i wonder why?

i dont know if this was intentional or not but while dr. jacoby was talking to coop and harry, he was touching the hula girl on his tie under her skirt. idk i just noticed it and it weirded me out. fucking freak 

laura had a letter "r" under her nail on her ring finger. it seems like the killer is leaving a clue maybe??

apparently this is something coop has seen before 

snake and donna are dating 

laura’s last diary entry was “asparagus for dinner again. i hate asparagus. does this mean ill never grow up? nervous about meeting j tonight.” 

i love how lynch creates the atmosphere of twin peaks. it feels wet and cold 

“tell harry i didn’t cry.” oh andyyyyyy he’s so sweet. poor thing 

the video tape of donna and laura is so cute 

coop is so good at his job. thats my man

“you didn’t love her anyway” YEAH GET HIS ASS GET HIM 

audrey loves to cause problems on purpose and i support her 

snake and that gayass pose he does up against the wall 

laura was cheating on bobby with james 

donna definitely had feelings for laura and she fell into the trap of being in love with her best friend then hooking up with the boy she was with to feel close to her “i wanna kiss his lips bc they taste like you” kind of vibe yk?

love all the shots of the woods 

did ronette escape or was she let go?

the found laura’s half heart necklace and a note that says “fire walk with me” written in blood

james has the other half  

in the deposit box they found a flesh world magazine with ronette’s picture circled inside it and about $10,000 cash 

and there’s a pic of leo’s truck in the mag as well 

leo is shelly’s abusive ugly fucking husband. i hope he dies 

shelly is cheating on him with bobby 

the actor that plays leo is so bad LMAOOO 

the snowshoe rabbit :((((

coop is so fascinated by the flora and fauna of twin peaks and i love how he tells harry all about it (asking him questions and stuff). its so sweet

andrew packard was josie’s late husband who died in a boating accident a little over a year prior and he was katherine's brother. josie ended up inheriting everything that katherine would have so i guess that explains why she has a stick up her ass...

log lady is here!!! love her 

harry and coop are literally “me and the bad bitch i pulled by being autistic” LMAOOOO

i love harry sm. he's always looking out for everyone; hes such a good sheriff <3

teresa banks was the case that coop had mentioned earlier that made him think that laura’s death was connected somehow 

donna’s sister harriet is so cute. her being a poet and everything 

bobby is so annoying smhhhh 

“oh we’ll find her. dont you worry about that.” now why would you say it like that TO HER DAD YOU FREAK oh my god boys are so fucking stupid and creepy 

i wonder why snake and bobby are called “mutt” and “jeff” by joey and scotty????

ed and norma are having an affair and it seems like they’ve had feelings for each other for a while 

norma’s husband is in jail for manslaughter (yikes bitch)

oh coop is whittling i love him :(( 

HIS LITTLE THUMBS UP GOD

he’s by best friend guys like actually 

“you think they spotted us?” “gimme a donut.” LMAOOOOO LIKE???

laura was wrapped up in some fucked up stuff apparently 

“i knew her more that she thought i did.” ughhhhhhhhh kms

bobby killed somebody!! 

OOOOO THEY KISSED DONNA AND JAMES KISSED!! god it kinda was gross like they were literally eating each other’s faces BWHAHHA 

they buried their half of the necklace 

bobby is such a punk bitch 

OH MY GOD WHY DOES HE HAVE THOSE FUCKING CRAZY EYES DAMN

james looks like a cornered dog 

awww doc hayward and donna’s relationship is so sweet smhhh

lucy is such an angel with her little donut buffet 

EWWWWWWW WHY ARE THEY (snake and bobby) BARKING FUCKING TWEAKERS GODDAMN?!??!??!

josie and harry are so so cuteeeeeeee i love them 

harry literally pulled the baddest bitches in the entire show 

katherine is plotting evilly in her armchair WITH MR HORNE

god i love how foreboding the shot of the palmers stairwell is 

someone found the necklace donna and james buried and it looks like mrs. palmer had a vision about that or something??

lots of cheaters in this town LMAOOO

"it's beyond the fire" and "fire walk with me" what is the fire???

episode 1:

“behind all things are reasons. reasons can even explain the absurd.”  

HIS ASS IS UPSIDE DOWN LMAOOO

his fucking sock garters COME ON

“diane, it struck me again earlier this morning. there are two things that continue to trouble me and im speaking now not only as an agent of the bureau but also as a human being. what really went on between marilyn monroe and the kennedys? and who really pulled the trigger on jfk?” LIKE BITCH!!! I HATE HIM (affectionately)

coop is so real for being transfixed with audrey bc me too

laura tutored audrey’s brother johnny 

johnny is said to have “emotional problems” bc he’s 27 and in the third grade. im assuming its some mental disability 

audrey said that “emotional problems” run in the family 

audrey you are so strange girl. love you tho

i love how everybody in the station has donuts in their mouths LMAOOOO 

i also love how coop says "three for three" after he sees andy, lucy, and harry all eating donuts

laura’s cause of death was blood loss

leo has a big old blood stain on one of his shirts :0

EW YOU FREAK LET GO OF HER GOD 

his nasty ass ponytail fucking barf

laura was doing cocaine 

james has been the only one who seems to have been the most honest whilst being interrogated (yk excluding the part about the locket) 

laura, bobby, and snake have been in cahoots with leo. im guessing it has to do with drugs 

laura’s video played again and it stopped on a frame of her face and her voice whispered “help me” 

big ed is james’s uncle 

harry knows about ed and norma

someone drugged ed at the roadhouse 

coop has some of his FBI guys coming down to examine laura’s body 

ed gave a little gesture to hawk when he returned james back to him, which hawk mirrored back to him. they seem to be touching the side of their eyes/temples? and wiping down, like a tear maybe??? what’s up with that?

james’s mom is out of town 

HEHEHHEHE HARRY CALLING THEM SHERLOCK AND WATSON 

pete and josie have a sweet relationship too :((

pete kind of reminds me of my dad a little bit 

laura helped josie with her english 

she aid that the last time she saw laura, she was upset about something but they didn’t talk about it. laura then told josie “i think i now understand how you feel about your husbands death.” whatever that means

katherine is such a cunt i hate her so much

of course cooper would know what shenanigans means 

katherine is cheating on pete with benjamin horne. gross. 

she and mr. horne are trying to bankrupt the mill. he also suggests that they burn it down

EWWWWW OH MY GOD HES KISSING/SUCKING HER TOESSSSS NOOOOOOOOO

so donna went over to the palmer’s house, and sarah suddenly hallucinated and thought donna was laura. then she saw a creepy guy crouching and looking up at her from a bed? and promptly started freaking out

rosette worked at the horne’s department store as a salesgirl at the perfume counter and joked it was “the sweet job she ever had”

the one armed man is back!!!

“laura died two days ago. i lost you years ago.” mr. horne said this to audrey and it gives us some insight into their relationship (i hope they elaborate on this more in the future)

okay so it looks like bobby comes from a religious and military home

his father is def the dominant head of the family. he has a strong presence and his wife seems to be more meek compared to him. very “good christian wife” core. thats not a dig at her, she seems sweet enough, but when general briggs slaps bobby for putting a cigarette in his mouth at dinner, she does nothing about it 

laura helped norma with the “meals on wheels program” that laura helped organize. she really does seem like such a golden child

the log apparently saw something the night laura died  

god, the way shelly’s face dropped when leo asked about his shirt gave me chills

laura recorded tapes for dr. jacoby

“i just know im gonna get lost in those woods again tonight. i just know it.” (laura on one of her tapes)

she also mentioned a  “mystery man”. i wonder if its the creepy guy sarah hallucinated or something

ohhhhh so it was dr. jacoby who found the other half of the necklace 

[who-is-shades]

raz dnd 33

theres a knock at the door. being summoned by the archfey. parsley dont make it difficult shes gonna kill us. this can only go well. shes still only speaking sylvain fucker. she'll repair his wings in exchange to keeping him here, fucker. she'll also void teya's contract wtf.

raz you know the dm isnt supposed to win yeah? i hate lawyers.

parsley plays dumb about teya xD hes contractionally to leave. he will die. 'you can be easily resurrected.' he says shes not dear to him. hate her ass! stop looking at teya! you can keep the mom pretend teya isnt here. WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE JAR IS BREAKING?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU NEED 3 MORE KIDS?! SUNNIE?!?!?! WEVE BEEN HERE A WEEK?!

parsley says its debatable if shes teya. technically teya is now a clone so. like. she accepts this but uhhh. is the plan to. kill sunnie? senna can only rez him within a minute with physical touch. shes taunting teya fucker. parsley fills the rest of us in on this shit. NO YOU CANT KEEP SUNNIE YOU FUCKER.

teya, dont hidden step. their gonna hurt sunnie if she keeps being a little shit. ngl this isnt fun. um yeah. headspace having bad time.

teya puts on an act to beg queen bitch to let her hug sunnie goodbye. epic fail. parsley jumps in and says "shes a mundane what could it hurt." teya puts on the sniffles and the queen allows it while insulting parsley.

teya uses feign death on him and he collapses on her. the guards yank her away and he just drops to the ground. queen has an eye twitch haha. since hes of no use she just. blows teyas mom away and says the contract was a waste xD.

shit she wants the body why. she gives up the body nice. zen really believes sunnie is dead :( teya didnt tell us anything xD wheatley tells parsley we should just go were not getting help here. parsley asks what she even wants from having him back here. making up for the failed marriage for one. and keep him here, like whatever lady.

parsley thinks theres a way they can both get what they want. 'im listening~' fix his wings and let him kill zorbolt, he will come back and make up for what he did. NOT staying, but they can arrange that details. she says 'until I consider you made up for what you did.' 'depends on what you would have me do.' theyll work the details later. also if he doesnt come back his wings will fail.

end of journey is killing zorbolt and getting what is owed to parsley. shes adding us into this deal wtf? she wants us to deal with the robots in the woods? he explains that dealing with zorbolt will stop the bots so it should be good. she wants it done now tho like lady we cant get in the woods. metal animals? something covered in eyes?

also after parsleys deal is done he can come and go as he pleases as long as he doesnt get in the way. deal taken! magical contract! rosemary fixes his wings. but we also still think sunnie is dead and have to go into the woods. parsley quickly puts in a good word for fiddlefink xD basil screams for parsley to visit xD his dad calls him impressive!

senna calls sadly to teya. a guard walks up and says he will lead us to the problem. senna says prayers for sunnie as they follow the guard. parsley tells us about what we gotta fight. senna guesses it might be a beholder. follow the path and itll get close to the creatures.

teya wakes up sunnie! rejoice! senna calls teya a genius xD time to yell at sunnie for coming to the feywilds! senna casts presti on him hes so dirty. he got robbed by goblins wtf xD parsley turns into teya for a joke and teya gets her name back nice!

[silvermp]

last night I dreamt -

I dreamt I went to a BTS concert. Accidentally swapped dreamscapes with a horse.

Now, I am not a huge fan of BTS. Their music is fun, and I’ve probably watched all their routines because I do like well-choreographed dances - but I dont even remember what they all look like, and I don’t know any of their names.

In this dream, BTS ended the concert by asking if anyone in the crowd wanted a chance to learn some of their choreography and dance on stage at their next show. Everyone else was so excited screaming that they forgot to raise their hand to volunteer. So I raised my hand. Free dance lessons sounded fun. I won the tickets.

After the show ended, an official rep for the band found me waiting in line at the bathroom, and asked to do a quick interview with me. Apparently they were doing a short film about inviting a fan to do choreo, and wanted to know my backstory (how I grew up) to start coming up with video ideas.

Me: Uhhhh, I live in Kentucky, and my mom trained horses to do dressage, I guess?

Them: Perfect!

This somehow resulted in piling into a large van with a bunch of film folks + their cameras, and my Fiance. We drove through some mountains until we reached Kentucky, where I was told I would be introduced to the horse they wanted me to ride onstage, to make the horse dance before I would jump off and join the dance as a person. 

So we’re driving past all these amazing horse trainers demonstrating the wild tricks their horses could do in the fields, and ended up at... a farmhouse.

Like, a regular-ass, kinda run-down, dirty kentucky farmhouse. It had a rusted swingset in the front yard, the scraggliest fucking grass on either side of muddy paths, and a wooden wrap-around porch with peeling paint that sagged + bounced a little when you walked on it. Behind it was a very nice barn with beautiful horses and lovely white-painted fences - exactly what I’d expect. Horse people pour their money into their horses, not themselves.

But the film people were distressed! This wasn’t aesthetic! How would they do a beautiful documentary of me meeting this amazing horse and become a talented dressage rider on stage with BTS against such an ugly background!?

So the film people called in a bunch of woodworkers and repair guys to fix up the house to make it pretty, while I dropped my stuff off inside. There’s doilies and hand-made crafts everywhere. Cross-stitching. Hand-carved bears that also resembled dogs. A huge collection of cowboy boots and ALL of them were falling apart at the seams but still caked with dried mud to show they’re used regularly. The guest room smelled vaguely of cigarette smoke and pine sap. Everything is wood-paneled. The bathroom was entirely pastel pink.

All these details that felt like they’d been pulled from every stereotype I’d ever had about old in-use ranch and farmhouses. The outside was fully fleshed out, but the inside sorta....morphed into existence as I wondered something like ‘did they have a bathroom?’

So I met the ‘legendary’ trainer in a barely-lit wood-paneled hallway, shook hands with her, and we went to go back outside to go meet the horse I was to ride.

In the distance, there was BTS petting some other horses at the fence, one of them was laughing and waving at a cell-phone held up to livestream while another kept ripping handfuls of grass up to feed the horses. They had driven in the van behind mine, to make this trip, because they thought ‘BTS learns to ride horses’ would be a fun video for fans to see. (’sure’, I thought ‘That sounds like something rich athletic celebrities would make on a whim’)

But the horse in the barn took one look at me, pinned his ears back and gave me an expression like “Why the fuck are you here?” and tried looking over my shoulder, and I had the odd realization that this wasn’t my dream.

This was the horse’s dream.

The horse was a fan of BTS from hearing them on the barn’s shitty speakers, and wanted to dance on stage with them.

And I was one of a few humans in Kentucky who could make that ‘link’ happen.

Like, apparently reality in a dream could only bend so far before the improbability made the whole thing collapse. You had to make small bends here and there, until all the events could form the path you wanted. 

The ‘bends’: Horse wanted to meet BTS and dance with them. I liked dancing, and appreciated BTS enough to theoretically buy tickets. I was also from Kentucky, and I both knew that horses could ‘dance’ via dressage, and could ride horses proficiently. I had the money to buy a ticket to their show, and I’d be game for being in a video project if one was suggested to me. All these little ‘truths’ were able to gently bend the dream’s baseline reality toward getting BTS to this particular farm.

But the horse wanted one of the BTS guys to ride him - Not me.

And I told the horse: I didn’t think BTS had ever ridden a horse, so of course they wouldn’t be placed on such an energetic and excitable young stallion to learn on - they’d end up on a very docile old mare who would just plod along calmly.

And so the horse snapped out of his halter, reared up and transformed into this really terrifying smoky dragon-horse-dark-souls-armor monster thing and screamed at me with a lot of very sharp teeth and sharp face plates. Despite that scary visual description, in the moment I just felt puzzled - not scared.

I left the dream with the impression that it was just the horse throwing an angry tantrum because this was the closest he ever got to actually meeting BTS but no one fucking believed in him!

I felt bad. =( 

Anyway, I now believe there’s a horse somewhere in Kentucky who really likes BTS, and is trying to dreamlink his way into that meeting.

[onyxolay]

It had taken Calvin a while but he finally got the location of Waldas mansion. He had heard the stories from Archie and Thord, all of witch described traumatic events Archie had experienced through his 28 years of living there. Calvin kept himself contained for a long time, mainly Because of Archie begging Calvin not to snap on Walda or anyone in the tribe knowing the reaction that would follow. But Calvin just couldn’t today, as Archie cried in his husbands arms Archie told Calvin of yet another traumatic experience he endured while at the mansion. Calvin held and comforted the smaller illager listening to him carefully and intently not missing a single detail.

“Dear… please don’t be upset but I have to leave, I will be back though…” Calvin said with a low voice as he got up from the bed of there room. “W-where are you going…?” Archie sniffled. “Just a place…I’ll be back I promise…” Calvin leaves into the living room and Chase sees him, “hey Calvin you okay? You look pissed.” “That’s because I am…Archie was venting to me earlier and I’ve had enough, I’m had enough of staying under control… I have the mansions address…” “your gonna kill Walda are you?” “Maybe, Either that or I’m gonna commit a felony, I’ll decide outside…”

Calvin leaves to the outside of the base, taking potions and his iconic knife with him. (His main weapon besides his spells was his switchblade, he never left the base without it), and so he went on to the mansion following the coordinates he had gained from an old friend. Calvin soon arrives at the mansion. He holds his book in his arms and keeps his head held high, he knew that an enchanter was supposed to have a meeting with Walda that day, so everyone who saw him in the halls as He walked to Walked to Waldas office assumed that it was him and said nothing.

Calvin walks into Waldas office and Walda rolls her eyes. “Calvin, what’s re you doing here?” “To make a deal with you!” “What kind of deal…?” “So I know your still after my husband…” Calvin puts his hands on Waldas desk to get in her face. “So I was thinking… that maybe, just maybe… you could stop Harassing my husband, and I won’t kill you!” Waldas eyes got wide and a furious expression shown on her face. “I’m not harassing anybody! I’m just giving your husband warnings about what’s gonna happen if he makes the same mistake!“

“you call sending people to pick on my husband to the point of panic attacks and break downs giving warnings?!” Calvin got in Waldas fave more until Walda pushed him away. “Listen! I have no time for you! Go away!” “Well I have all the time in the world for you…~ hehe…” Calvin took his switchblade out and cut Walda straight across the throat. “OWWWW! WHAT THE HELL?!” “HA! SO YOU DONT LIKE IT HUH?! WANT SOME MORE?!” Calvin proceeded to chase her around the room, hitting her or stabbing her when he could, and then…he did it… He catches Walda on her desk, he says to Walda, “you bring this upon yourself…” and stabbed her, right the head…

Calvin got up and heard footsteps running to the door of the office, he jumped out the window and booked it for the woods. As Calvin ran he laughed and and yelled, “WOOOHOOOOO” as he reminisced on he had just done. Remembering the sad mood Archie was in when he had left, Calvin found some roses and Picked them, making a huge bouquet just for Archie.

Calvin soon arrived home at the base, he sees Lucas cooking in the kitchen with Archie, both are laughing with each other. “Darling~! I’m home~!” “CALVIN!!!” Archie hopped down from the counter and ran to Calvin and hugged him. Calvin have him the flowers and kissed his husband. “Awww! So where were ya Cal?” Lucas asked. “I was getting these roses for Archie! And finishing some…family business…” Calvin winked at Lucas and Lucases eyes went went wide, but he smiled, knowing now what Calvin had just got back from doing. He said, “great job buddy!” “Thanks Lucas!” “Your welcome!” Calvin then helps Lucas and Archie cook, Lucas and Calvin hint at what happened with each other, Lucas praising Calvin for what he did and Calvin just laughing. Meanwhile Archie stayed completely oblivious…

[dear-mortality]

The shepherd prince

Chapter seven point five: a lecture in magic

Chapters

It was a quiet for an hour as enfys and ether walked through the road decorated with rose bushes and trees on both sides

"It sure is nice here don't you think?" Said enfys trying to break the ice

Ether nodded "I'm sure we'll get to enjoy this place more later"

"Yeah....sure..." enfys said remembering how long their journey may be

They kept walking until the sun set right outside the woods they walked through

"Lets camp here tonight. I need to tell you a few things before we get to zatieon."

Ether looked confused for a second but brushed it off "then you can tell me after I get some wood for the fire"

"Oh please." Enfys wrote markings in the ground and a little bush with glowing leaves came out the ground. She then sat on a nearby rock

Ether looked at it in awe as he sat down

"This is the pheonix nest. It's a bush that appears using magic and only magic, it stays alive so long as I supply it with said magic, Phoenix birds make them to keep their eggs warm while they go around getting food."

"I never knew any fancy magic, some wind magic was all I could do."

"Oh so THAT'S what that wind blade that you almost used on Me was" enfys said and chuckled after "well do you know the basics of magic?"

"Not really. Only know I have it and can use it if I focus hard enough." Ether said while making some wind blow around him

"Well I was going to tell you about zatieon but that will be tomorrow. Right now I'll tell you how magic functions and more details about spells. You'll need to know how to use it." Enfys said that and stood up before clearing their throat

Ether looked a little excited

"Magic is a force that comes directly from the soul. All creatures have souls and so all creatures can use magic. The soul isn't the fuel for the magic it's the fire. The fuel being: emotions, sustenance and ideas. If you dont feel anything your magic will be weak. If you dont eat, your magic will be weak. If you dont have a purpose or an idea in mind while using magic it will be weak. Magic cannot be categorized accurately but the users can be. For example witches like me use magic that alters the physical world and uses it. There are wizards who use pure magic, despite their spells being stronger they drain faster. There are martial arts magic users, casual magic users, necromancers, etc. Magic flows in people who use it alot like a current, the more you use magic and the more you train on it the stronger your magic gets, it's the same as muscles basically. Normal spells just need you to know what you want and it will happen if you visualize it well." Enfys said those words and watched as ethers eyes glew brighter with each sentence, enfys walked back and forth But ether didn't take his eyes off her.

"OH and there are some other forms for spells for us witches. Quick spells, timer spells, trap spells, enchantments and.....curses." enfys said this and watched ether look serious for a second

"Here's an explanation for each of those. Quick spells are egg shaped wooden objects with markings on them. The markings work as a magical circuit of sort and activate a spell you put in it. The markings are actually a language used by the deities. It was the first ever language we had and it was made by the deity of fire. The markings however aren't the spell, the markings are a set of orders to contain the spell until magic releases it, so the spell itself must be readied for future needs. Timer spells are spells tied to a date and time, an example is if I made a spell for lighting to strike where I am twenty minutes from now, its useful when you know what will happen but never really any other time. A trap spell is activated as a trap, the trigger can be anything and it works once unless you set it a few more times or use a timer spell with it to make it activate periodically. Enchantments give a power or a certain ability to a person or a thing, they use the same language as the quick spells and work forever if the conditions are met. Curses.....well....they're like magical parasite. They hijack your soul pathways and use the magic in them to work in the way that the maker wished. Enchantments and curses are two sides of the same coin, curses cant last forever unless the conditions are met." Enfys tried to not look at ether as he explained the last bit....he didn't know why....but he didn't think it was a good idea

" hmmmmm. Well thanks for telling me all this. I never knew magic can be so specific to be honest" ether said while leaning back on the ground "guess I'll learn alot from now on. I like that idea." He smiled and looked at the stars then made a sigh of relief.

Enfys was surprised to see him react so well after the curses bit but he smiled at how relaxed ether is "well yeah. Want to eat? I think I saw some some sweet potatoes on our way out."

"Cant you make the food with magic?" Ether smiled at him waiting for a positive answer

"I mean. I'm the worst cook magic or not. I was kinda counting on you for this one-"

"oh ok!" Ether interrupted, seemingly excited to be counted on "I needed feedback on my cooking anyway. Everything I make tastes good to me." Ether interrupted and stood up. "But I'll need a light. Sweet potatoes aren't exactly easy to spot."

"Here." Enfys broke a branch from the pheonix nest "since it's just a branch it wont be so hot and it wont burn anything. It will suck some of your magic if you hold it for too long tho"

"Alright this will do. I'll be right back." Ether then left back into the woods

Enfys chuckled a little "he's kind of cute...." before noticing something was watching him from the bushes. By the time he stood up it was gone. He felt it maybe better if he helped ether.

[im-657-mv]

yandere alphabet will byers

[requested]

-[A]ffection-

How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

will is a very shy person

so be prepared for long yearning looks from across the room

light touches here and there

love letters are a big thing too

and it does get intense

such as little notes left for you in your backpack with a detailed description of how much he loves you

-[B]lood-

How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

i could see will being a little delusional

but i dont think he would be able to get too messy

even though he does love you a lot i dont think he's physically or mentally able to kill a whole person

maybe hurt them though

but he would absolutely kidnap and or knock you out for sure

-[C]ruelty-

How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

he would care for you just like a loving boyfriend would

he would feed you make sure you're clean and make sure you get enough cuddle time

physical touch is a must for both you and him

will would also make sure you're well-fed

breakfast, lunch, and dinner

and if you struggle with eating he will be there with you every step of the way

-[D]arling-

Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

touching you

will is very big on physical touch so get ready for holding hands, cuddling, etc.

-[E]xposed-

How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

will bears his whole heart to you

and there is nothing will doesn't hide or share with you

he knows everything about you and you know everything about him

he is a very vulnerable person in general but with you he's extra vulnerable

-[F]ight-

How would they feel if their darling fought back?

will would feel heartbroken

and confused

why do you want to leave him

is he not good enough for you

does he need to do better

do you hate him

if you leave or escape he will wholeheartedly believe that it is his fault

and he is completely delusional to the fact that he might be too obsessive making you want to leave

-[G]ame-

Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

will definitely doesn't think its a game

he truly loves you and would die if you died

his heart beats for you and his eyes worship your face

so there is no way he would ever want you to leave

-[H]ell-

What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

his delusions

in his mind he thinks you're his soulmate

his true love

but in reality

you've only had like two actual conversations

will is convinced that his fantasies and dreams are the real-life

-[I]deals-

What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

marriage

what he wants more than anything is a happy family with two cats

and a house in the woods

with a flower garden

and you two have matching pj sets

and nice long walks together in the woods

will thinks about this a lot

-[J]ealousy-

Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

extremely jealous

since he's just naturally so insecure

he could get overly jealous and is prone to thinking that your friends are trying to steal you away

you'd have to constantly reassure him that you are the one he loves

that you are his one true love until the day you both die

-[K]isses-

How do they act around or with their darling?

very shy

he'll steal glances at you every godamn minute

he's also very nervous around

stutters and mumbes his words a lot

sometimes he'll practice in front of a mirror of what he's going to say to you

but he still manages to mess up a little

will would also be attached to your hip

everywhere you go he goes

sometimes if you use the restroom he'll wait for you outside the door

-[L]ove letters-

How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

love letters

since he can't get a single word out when you're around he prefers to write what he feels

it seems to be the only thing that can put his mind at ease when thinking about you

-[M]ask-

Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

i would say yes

he would still be that shy nervous kid

but he would be kind of delusional in a way

it would be his delusional sick feelings that he has kept from you

which is drastically different from the sweet innocent boy will byers

-[N]aughty-

How would they punish their darling?

he would threaten your family and friends

it wouldn't be an actually scary threat where he would actually do it though

but you would prefer not to find out if he would actually do it

-[O]ppression-

How many rights would they take away from their darling?

not a lot tbh

he still loves and respects your option of free will

maybe not the freedom part though

but he would still let you do certain things

like talk to your friends [supervised of course]

-[P]atience-

How patient are they with their darling?

he is super patient with you

he is willing to spend the rest of his life waiting for you to finally love him back

will sees no problem with waiting

-[Q]uit-

If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

hell no

have you met this man

if you manage to escape he might just go insane

or a complete mental breakdown

either that or he'll threaten his own life to get you running back to him

-[R]egret-

Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

no

like i mentioned before

his ideas and love type is a delusional thing

-[S]tigma-

What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

the fear of abandonment

he never wants to feel like the way he did when he was in the upside down

-[T]ears-

How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

he would rather be beaten up and killed himself rather than you

he would gladly take a bullet for you any day

-[U]nique-

Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

just being overly sickly sweet

and don't forget those overbearing and delusional letters stuffed in your locker

-[V]ice-

What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

his delusions definitely

just pretend to be in love and immediately embraces it and forgets how he literally just kidnapped you

-[W]it’s end-

Would they ever hurt their darling?

absolutely not

-[X]oanon-

How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

i could see him as the type to worship you

he would most likely have a shrine of your things

chapstick, old popsicle sticks, clothing, etc...

but when it comes to winning you over

well he has no clue how to do that

will would probably watch hundreds of romcoms on how to make someone fall in love with them

but even then he would still have no idea where to even start

especially if your male or gender nonconforming identifying

-[Y]earn-

How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

he could wait for years and centuries when it comes to you

he has all the patients in the world

the only time he would snap is if you left him

then he would just completely breakdown begging and crying for you to come back

-[Z]enith-

Would they ever break their darling?

no

you'd most likely develop stockholm syndrome from how sweet and caring he is though

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First Date

Sasuke x Reader

Plot: pretty self explanatory, readers first date with Sasuke after the movie The last

You woke up with a note on your desk, whoever had placed it there entered your bedroom while you were asleep and you being an experienced strong ninja and knowing the nature of your boyfriend already knew whose letter this was

"You and I have a date at 8 on the bridge. Sasuke"

You knew damn well the bridge he was refering to even though he didnt mention it, too many things had happened on that bridge to not know it was your place

Your relationship was... uncommon nontheless, you two loved each other with a bond many would never understand, you were tied to each other by your feelings but yet, you couldn't recall a single time you two had been on dates

Of course you do things together but they are never dates, they are things to do with the one you love

Without flowers, little details or shy goodbyes

You didn't have dates, yet you had the best time when you were with each other

But you were not the only one who realised you'd never went on a date

Sasuke started to think about it after Naruto and Hinata got together, soon after their first date

Naruto did not shut up about the many cheesy details he had thought about and neither did he stop talking about how sweet Hinata was after the date was finally over

He knew you had talked with her about it too, you were quite happy for your friend and talked about them with Sasuke, you wanted to share uour joy, but then he realised you had never had a date before

You two have been dating for longer than naruto and hinata and yet he has never taken you out to a cute place and pampered you with attention

Truth is thats not his nature but you still deserve to experience that kind of love

He just doesn't know how to give it to you

Thats why Sakura hasn't talked to you in the past two weeks, she was too scared to spill the secret date she was helping sasuke prepare for you

He went to Ino's flower shop giving her headaches with his questions about what you usually bought and what would be your favourite ones, just for him to pick the ones he found prettiest at the end discarding Ino's bouquet. He asked Choji about the best resturants at Konoha and your teammates about your favourite places to go.

Just to find you in the most beautiful outfit you had ever wore, eyes shining at the moonlight and sweet smile that warmed his inside on your face

God did he love you

Only if he knew how to express it better

"We've never had a first date, this is it" he stated before you could kiss his lips "so lets do first date things like... not kissing, not pet names, not-"

"I think what you mean is breaking up and going out as friends" you laughed

"No! No..." he doubted "I want you to have what everyone else has had, the nervousness Naruto talked about and that thing about sweating when I touch your hand because you dont expect it"

"We've gone too far for that now plus I really want to kiss ya I've missed you"

"Please, Y/N, I never gave you a first date, I never gave you anything and you stood by my side even then, you deserve it, you deserve a normal life please let me show you what a first date with me would have been like" his eyes were enough to make you melt on his desires

He took you to the woods near the village entry and showed you the food he had been working on the whole day, he cooked the tastiest dinner youve ever had

In the most beautiful place behind the most beautiful stars

He gave you a flowers bouquet and bought icecreams for the both of you once you went back to the village

Later you two went to the uchiha distric and tlshared your childhood memories, making you melt seeing him so vulnerable talking about his trauma wjile scratching your back, bith looking at the stars and getting you flustered

Finally he left you on your door after a long walk holding each others hand with nervousness, maybe you did not have the sweaty hands nervousness Naruto talked about but he sure did

"This was the best first date to ever exist"

"You've been in others?" Sasuke grew nervious

"No" you chuckled "but I can tell nothing would have made me happier"

You went for his lips when he stopped you

"Then would you like to go out with me another time?"

"Nothing would make me happier"

He smiled softly

"Sleep thight Y/N" He kissed your forehead before leaving

He was going much slower with you now just to try and show you that he really loved you, he had loved you all this time and he was going to show it to you and everyone else now

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Hii! this is my first time ever requesting something on tumblr lol, I was wondering if you could do some Creepypastas (Jeff, EJ, LJ, or Jason the Toymaker or even a poly relationship) dating a trans ftm or masc presenting reader. Just like general dating hcs or them going on a date outdoors. it could be hcs or a fic, i don’t mind :] tysm!!

Jeff, EJ, and LJ x transmasc!Reader

Opening up to writing romantic for jeff, hoooray! No Jason for this post though due to admin not knowing him that well as a character <\3

Notes: Reader is FTM trans and masc! These are mostly general dating hcs, but the woods date is mentioned and explored!!!

CWs: Mentions of transphobia, mentions of stalking/psychological torment, canon typical violence although theres no details

Jeff

Eyeless Jack

I've always personally headcanoned that he was trans himself, or at least not GNC so with this in mind; he definitely relates to you

Very protective of you, in fact he would kill for you at the drop of a hat of you ask him to.. you don't even have to ask if someone is being nasty to you, especially if it's about your identity

Makes sure you take your meds and hormones, whether it be shots or supplements or another form-

Not very touchy or emotional... vulnerable..? Around you, really he doesnt open up outside of occasion. The two of you have definitely had nights where you both got drunk and just let everything spill out

A lot of your dates are comprised of the two of you just sitting at home or wandering the woods at night- sometimes you guys have long night drives and simply talk

Hes not... the most romantic or flirty person- he definitely cracks jokes and teases, but with anything more serious than that he kind of fumbles

Would offer to give you his hoodie buuuut hes a bit cagey about his possessions

Similar to Jeff he reminds you to take your meds and appropriate hormones, and hes very good at keeping on top of that.. comes in handy if you're prone to forgetting. This goes for other forms of self care as well: eating, drinking water, brushing your teeth, ect

If you havent had top surgery- whether it be because you haven't gotten it yet or simply dont desire it- he reminds you to take your binder off if you've been wearing it for too long.. take care of yourself!

If you're feeling dysphoric he lends you some of his clothing, a lot of them are old band shirts that might be baggy on you

While he wont kill anyone who's being creepy to you or harassing you.. much less eat them... he does follow them around and plant in some good old fashioned paranoia and fear

Ah yes, psychological torment, Jack's favorite way of getting back at people who disgust him

He... doesnt tell you though, but he is silently pleased to hear that you're not being harassed anymore

Dates in the woods are must, and kind of your only option given that jack.. is a hermit living in the woods

I believe I've mentioned it somewhere but long walks and cloud watching/stargazing tends to be your go tos!

Picnics are.. well they're not off the table but you'll be the only one who's going to be eating given that he cant eat normal food and doesnt like eating his proper diet in front of you

Or anyone for that matter actually

Laughing Jack

Similar to EJ, hes going to quickly put a stop to anyone being a douchebag to you- he also follows the torment formula but hes likely to just end up ending the person

Does not keep it a secret either, he doesnt much understand human mortality and the weight of it + he genuinely thinks he did good.. it's like seeing a dog finding a really big stick, very proud of himself

Leaves you notes to remind you to take care of yourself, even though hes already physically reminding you

Doesnt know the ins and outs of the trans experience, but hes slowly learning how to be supportive and how to help you!

Would be the type to roll around in the grass if you take him outside

Hit by the realization that he doesnt get to go outside often, between being in his box waiting for the next unfortunate victim and just.. not having the need to go outside.. frowns..

Imagine the date turns into you showing him a bunch of stuff he otherwise wouldn't get to exprience- its sweet, actually.. you tell him about a bunch of different plants and if you guys are lucky you might even see a few animals!

Would put you up on his shoulders so you can see further around you to choose where to go next in the woods