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Silly Lil chibi I did of Beanie (would yall want a lore drop of her??? Im so open to it)

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Silly guy

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Girl i forgot to post this here

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Mateo my baby.....

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Coming Home To Your Comfort Blanket

Fluff headcannons/drabble, Mateo Manta (Date Everything!) x reader

Heart divider by @enchanthing , Mateo divider by me!

It was hard finding a new job after getting basically laid off and experiencing a whirlwind of affection and friendship around your own house, with your surprise gift of the Dateviators.

But if things haven't gone that way, you never would've met the absolute love of your life, Mateo.

The personification of your favorite lap blanket, he turned out to be the sweetest man you'd ever met. It was no wonder you'd fallen head over heels for him.

He was almost lonely whenever you went to work after you got your new job, but the inanimals kept him company while you were away

You came home stressed, a lot

And it hurt him to see you that way, so he had an idea for the next time you came home

"Mateo?" Your voice rang out in the foyer, slipping off your coat and hanging it up on the coat rack. You said a quick hello to Dorian as he closed and locked the door behind you, trudging into the living room where your beloved normally was.

"Huh...baby?" You call out again, wandering into the kitchen to see Freddy talking to–

"Betty?" You tilt your head. "I don't wanna sound mean, but, what are you doing down here?"

She turned to you and gave you a soft smile, while Freddy gave you a toothy grin.

"It's alright, sweetie," She chuckled. "Mateo just asked me to watch in inanimals for a while, so I was talking to Freddy for what they eat."

You blink, somewhat surprised. Mateo never wanted to leave his little friends alone, but now he asked Betty to watch over them for a while?

"Oh," You mumbled, rubbing your sore neck. "Well- where is he now?"

"He should be upstairs in the bedroom," Betty twirled a lock of her hair on her finger. "He was gathering a lot of blankets, but he wouldn't tell me why."

"It's gotta be something for you, cool kid," Freddy beamed, patting your shoulder firmly, yet gently. "You've been working super hard lately, it's about time you took a rest."

You sigh a little bit and nod, bidding them goodbye before turning away and trudging upstairs, yawning and running your hand though your hair.

You enter the bedroom to find Mateo setting out blankets and pillows on your bed, too absorbed in his work to notice you entering the room. Until he goes to grab more pillows from the closet to put out, spotting you as he turns around. He suddenly smiles, quickly moving to set down the pillows and nearly run towards you, enveloping you in a soft hug.

"Welcome home, sweetheart," He hums, leaning back to press a kiss to your cheek. "I must've lost track of time, I wasn't ready yet."

You smile softly and tilt your head at the blankets and pillows pilled up on your bed. "What's all this for?" You blink. "Oh- it's not like, an anniversary or something? I-I must've forgotten, been too busy-"

"No, no, nothing like that," Mateo gently cuts you off, gently taking your hands in his. "I just...wanted to give you a little break." He chuckled softly. "You've been working really hard, and according to Betty, you haven't slept well recently."

Your face flushes a little. Damn you, Betty.

"O-oh. Well- I-" You try to speak, but Mateo cuts you off again.

"You need to relax and get some sleep," He says softly, nuzzling his face against your cheek. "You don't have work tomorrow, right? You can afford to get some rest, mi vida."

Your eyebrows furrow, "But- I-"

"Please?" He pulls you into a hug again. "With me? Just for a little while?"

Your hands scramble to grab onto his back, and you let out a soft sigh as you melt into his embrace. His arms tighten just slighrly around you, nuzzling his face into your neck.

He could tell he won you over.

"Alright," You finally sighed out. "I'll lay down and take a nap with you."

"Perfect," Mateo leaned back and kissed your forehead, then grabbed your hands and gently led you over to your bed. "Lay down, I'll go close the door."

You stretched and laid down on the bed, watching Mateo close all the doors and turn the lights off. He smiled as he turned back to you, climbing into bed with you.

You both laid down on your sides, and Mateo practically wrapped you up in blankets, afterwards wrapping his arms around you.

"I love you," He whispered to you, one hand petting your hair. "Sleep well, mi vida."

"Love you too..." You mumbled out before you closed your eyes, drifting off to the sound of Mateo's heartbeat in your ears.

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Requested by: @rosaeh Info: these were all made by me. please follow my rules & reblog/like if use!

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Why do I have a thing for Hispanic people guys,,,,,like. Isksbsjsjjdbeurufhfie I would be okay with being cussed out in Spanish by a pretty Latino/Latina *glances at Mateo*

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I made a Date Everything oc,,,,ehe

Phoebe "Beanie" Bagge :33

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Had a really weird dream last night where I was a police officer and ended up stabbing like a pregnant woman and a dog???? For some reason??? They both ended up fine but like, my parents wouldn't let me live it down for the rest of my dreams last night. They kept bringing it up like, there was some number being called and they went "like how many people she stabbed" and they just would not stop bringing it up, and I felt so relieved after I woke up

My dreams are weird

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Anybody have any tips on how not to be scared of driving (yes I know. Im 18 and can't drive, laugh it up)

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Just had a bomb ass dinner. Moving into my new place tomorrow. Makeship campaign hit its goal in the first day. I love my bf. I love my career. OH yeah. It's all comin together.

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Gonna ramble about Franziska Von Karma for a second because SHE'S ONLY 18. she's my age,,,,,she's so young and she's a full-fledged prosecutor. She became a prosecutor at 13 and there's gotta be so so much weight and pressure on her shoulders. She's my age and I could hardly finish my first semester at university, I couldn't imagine being a prosecutor. She's so baby omg

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I hate him I promise guys im throwing him into the fucking lake

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Nah I get it, no worries! Im just brainrotting super hard over the gay lawyers lmao shshhshd

Question for the lady, I've been getting into Ace Attorney and I was wondering if you knew what it was? I didn't see it in your fandoms you write for so I was curious hehe

Hello! I’m aware of what Ace Attorney is and its general premise, but I’m not familiar with it beyond that. So, it won’t be added to my list any time soon—sorry about that!

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Deafening Silence

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“Somebody had to do it. He was sick and in pain,” Ambrose whispered to himself as he hung his head, panting slightly. His body was battered and bruised from fighting those…things. He didn’t even know what to call those monstrosties. They looked like legs sewn together. And those nurse monsters…Ambrose shuddered, shaking his head to get rid of those memories. He didn’t even know what was going on anymore.

He kept hearing his voice. No matter where he went in this abandoned town, he kept hearing his yells and whispers of pain and sorrow. Ambrose clenched his jaw. He missed Osiris so much. The Sugilite that had been following him wasn’t Osiris, and in the beginning, Ambrose didn’t care because it looked like Osiris. But now? The Sugilite he kept seeing wasn’t his Sugilite. This was a pale imitation.

“What do you mean?” Sugilite tilted his head, flirtation smirk faltering. “Someone had to do what?” Ambrose glared at the imitation. He was supposed to be gone when Ambrose left Silent Hill, so why did he keep showing up? Sometimes Sugilite blurred into Osiris and Ambrose would get so excited only to realize it was just his imagination.

“I look like Osiris, don't I? You loved him, right? Or maybe you hated him!”

“Mister, what are you doing?” Eudora asked, blinking up at Ambrose. Ever since Ambrose left the abandoned town, he’d taken Eudora with him. Maybe it was because Osiris had liked her, or maybe it was because Ambrose could better himself and start over by taking care of life instead of taking it.

Ambrose looked down at the white haired child, trying to offer a comforting smile. But it ended up looking like a grimace. “Don’t worry about it,” he sighed softly, ruffling her hair. “I’m just…thinking.”

“Thinking about what?” Eudora asked, fiddling with the rubix cube Ambrose had gotten her to keep her mind and hands busy. She liked to ask a lot of questions, and Ambrose sometimes couldn’t keep up. Especially when she asked questions about Osiris. Ambrose never answered those questions.

However, today was different.

“How did you meet Osiris?” Ambrose asked quietly.

Eudora stopped playing with the rubix cube. “My parents were sick a lot and were always in the hospital, so I liked to wander around. The nurses let me help them sometimes,” she smiled softly at the memories. “It helped distract me from the fact my parents weren’t going to live much longer.”

Ambrose felt his heart seize up. “Let me guess, you were helping a nurse with Osiris?”

“Nope. I got lost and thought his room was my parents' room,” Eudora giggled. “He was nice to talk to. Sometimes, he’d use his purple stone to make me little treats when he had enough energy.”

“His cornerstone,” Ambrose murmured to himself. He didn’t have the heart to keep it around, so he’d given it back to Osiris the last few times he saw him before… Ambrose sighed. He didn’t know where the dead cornerstone was anymore. It wasn’t with Osiris that night.

Eudora’s eyes lit up. “Yeah, that’s what he called it. Sometimes he had visitors, too.” Eudora swung her legs from her position on the bench. “This woman visited a lot and she always made him smile. She snuck in wine. That’s against the rules, but Osiris liked it.”

Ambrose smiled softly. “That does sound like Qiuyi. She was one of his best friends.” He grimaced. She’d probably kill him on sight if she knew he’d killed his own husband. The regret still hung over him like a loomed shadow waiting to devour him. At times, he’d be plunged back into those nightmarish memories of putting the pillow of Osiris and struggling until the movement stopped.

“He was surprised when these two people came to visit him,” Eudora tilted her head. “One was really, really pretty. He had wings on his head. I thought he was an angel.” Dimitri, Ambrose sighed thoughtfully. He was truly an angel. “The other guy wasn’t mean, but he wasn’t nice either. But I think Osiris was shocked and happy to see both of them.”

“Lighter and Dimitri,” Ambrose murmured quietly. “We were…friends. We once tried to all be together, but it didn’t work out. Dimitri got hurt, but we made it work by just being friends. It was…nice.” But Ambrose hadn’t seen either of them since Osiris was put in the hospital. He shook his head sadly. More bridges he’d burned because of that illness. He despised it. Did he hate the illness or Osiris for getting sick in the first place?

None of this would have happened if Osiris never got sick.

“When he was in a lot of pain he’d cry out for you,” Eudora spoke quietly. “He’d cry a lot because of the pain and loneliness. Sometimes, he’d be visited by his parents. It was awful seeing them knowing their son was dying before them.” Eudora picked at her cuticles. “Why didn’t you visit more often?” she asked Ambrose, looking at him.

“I…I don’t know.” Ambrose lied. He knew damn well why he didn’t visit. He couldn’t stand to see Osiris so sick and hurt. It tore at his very soul to see the love of his life losing strength. He couldn’t even remember the last time they’d done anything intimate since Osiris got sick. His clients didn’t even help when he tried to find something to fill the void. Nothing helped because no one was Osiris.

And yet, he still killed him.

Despite facing his trauma head on with Silent Hill’s trickery and cruelty, Ambrose still felt guilty and horrible for his actions, but he didn’t know where the guilt came from. Was it because deep down he still loved Osiris or is the guilt stemming from the simple fact that murder was wrong? Ambrose didn’t want to find out the real answer.

“Ambrose, you made me happy.”

“I was there that night,” Eudora murmured quietly. “I saw the nurses rush into his room when the alarms went off.” Ambrose’s blood ran cold. “I saw them doing CPR and those electric pad things to restart his heart, but it was too late.” Ambrose hated how quiet and subdued she sounded.

“I…” Was he sorry? Did he truly regret what he did? Ambrose swallowed thickly, pushing back those dark truths. He had loved his husband once. He missed the days they were happy together. He remembered all the times he and Osiris spent together. Looking back, he’d do anything to bring those times back. A small, wistful smile tugged at his lips as he remembered that poor table they’d broken once. Dimitri and Lighter were pissed.

“I miss him,” Eudora whispered quietly, hugging her knees. “No matter how sick or tired he was, he always made time for me when I was in the nurses’ way or…” She sniffled, roughly drying her tears.

Ambrose wanted to hug her and tell her it was going to be alright. But he couldn’t. The guilt was still killing him inside. How could he hug anyone after what happened? His own tears blurred his vision.

“It’s…hard. It’s so hard to lose the people you love,” Ambrose choked out. “You just need to keep moving forward. Live for the ones you’ve lost. They wouldn’t want you to be sad.” His words felt like ash on his tongue. Was Osiris happy for him? Was he looking down wanting Ambrose to be happy? Was he waiting for him? Did he even want to see Ambrose in the afterlife?

“In my restless dreams, I see that town... Silent Hill. You promised you'd take me there again someday... but you never did. Well, I'm alone there now. In our special place... waiting for you. I love you, Ambrose.”

Notes: This is an au me and @the-void-via when they got me into SH2

Ambrose belongs to @ambrosial-ichor (an rp blog run by Via) Qiuyi and Dimitri (Mitri) belong to @fleeting-starshower Lighter (HSRverse) belongs to @blak-ie

Eudora belongs to me

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Me genuinely tweaking whenever Gumshoe shows up on screen while I'm watching Ace Attorney JSHSBSJSHJSUDHE THAT'S MY HUSBAND GUYS THAT'S MY BABY

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HAHAHAHAHHAHAH REAL THO 😭😭 one of my last theater projects had us making a play based off the myth of Osiris and Isis, and I immediately thought of Sugi

Osiris: My brother and I are so close we even share a toothbrush. Set: We what?

The true reason Osiris was murdered.

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Favorite color: red apparently bc all my favorite characters are red

Last Song: Mesmerizer by 32ki

Currently Reading: the TWST Manga

Currently Watching: Markiplier, Game Theory channels and GT Live

Craving: burgers, constantly. Curse my American nature

Coffee or Tea: coffee, especially iced coffee. Also with ungodly amounts of cream n sugar. It will be the death of me

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1. Favourite colour: don't have one, but I hate all the warm colours.

2. Last Song : power trip by LEAP

3. Currently reading : picked up Hamlet a few days ago, still waiting on Katabasis

4. Currently watching: my comfort show modern family

5. Craving: Biryani. with raita. And chutney.

6. Coffee or Tea : coffee definitely

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