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#aren’t you tired of going ape shit? don’t you just want to be nice?
oyster-sauce-tart · 1 year
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SAGAU thoughts
I’ve had ENOUGH!!! of all the imposter sagau’s makinh me feel sad (as much as I love them it has completely taken over the genre and don’t like that) so taking matters into my own hands
*ahem*
So I have my own little thought about the multiverse theory in which different universes are constantly created; for every choice you choose, another universe in which you’ve made a different decision is created
Even the world of Genshin is no different.
When you, the Player, first downloaded Genshin impact the concept of a “Creator” was made. A being amongst gods who created everything, who created life to the entire world.
And technically it’s true! You are the Creator of Teyvat!
By deciding to *play* Genshin impact you created a world that is an alternative to the Teyvat you originally knew!
Heck even an another version of you exists!
In every which way this Genshin You is still you. The same appearance the same personality…
Although, this Creator you doesn’t just encapsulate how you act, but how you act and play in Genshin as well
So… if you’re one of those… bloodthirsty players that love to attack every enemy in sight…
The Original
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Disclaimers: mentions of reader’s death, brief description of gore (getting hit by a truck isn’t a very nice experience), Aether is the traveler (mentioned), 2nd person pov/GN!reader, Reader is referred to as ‘The Original’ with no other name mention, I did all this on mobile w/o any spell check, implied Reader was an academic focused college student before death
You had originally thought, that when you died everything would merely turn black. Or maybe you would reincarnate into another person, forgetting your old life and starting anew.
You’d have yet to know that’s what exactly was going to happen (more or less) but we’d still have yet to approach that part of this tale.
After that spiraling truck hit you square in the body, knocking you out cold with too many injuries and too much blood loss for your body keep you breathing, you had woken up with perfect health.
Erm… well… sorta. You weren’t bleeding out with your limbs thrown every which way, with pieces of your bones poking out of your flesh, anymore but you didn’t really feel… anything. Just floaty, and a bit tingly…?
“Well, yes, transferring your consciousness from one realm to another before it drifted away at the last second can bring out that weird feeling… you may want to ask Aether about that, they might empathize with you.”
what.
It had suddenly came to your attention that you were laying down. On someone’s lap. Who’s lap? Well you still had your eyes closed so you decided to open them and jump up to stand in order to see what in the utter hell was going on.
You jump out of whoever’s embrace you were in and opened your eyes. You saw that you seemed to be in some kind of… space…?
The best way to describe it was like being taken to space to see the stars up close except you didn’t need a space suit, you were breathing just fine! As well as the fact that the surface your feet was under rippled like water droplets yet you didn’t sink nor stumble from the weird feeling.
“An amazing realm we’re in isn’t it? I’m glad I created this and hid up here after that dastardly war…”
Ah right the mysterious voice talking to you that suspiciously sounded like yours if you took etiquette lessons.
You finally turn to look up at the voice and your eyes widened. It wasn’t just that voice that sounded like you… the person standing in front of you looked exactly like you!
Down to the skin, hair, and eye color, the height, the body tone and shape, even those little marks that only you would recognize…! It’s like looking in a mirror…! Ah well sort of…
First of, the hair color you two may share but their’s was much longer than yours. It even reached down to drag across the water-space-floor thing. And also they weren’t wearing the same clothes at you, but rather in some really pretty and delicate looking robes. Although this person had the upper half of the robe be loosely worn hanging off the shoulders showing a moderately tight turtleneck.
You couldn’t lie you wanted some of those garbs yourself, did this lookalike had a closet you could borrow maybe…
Ah wait speaking of which…
After ogling at your mirror image’s body, you immediately pointed at your doppelgänger with an accusatory tone. As if you weren’t just admiring their beautiful wardrobe and fashion choice.
“Who are you?!” you shouted at them. You tried on a loud voice to make yourself seem more threatening.
Alas, you were more of the academic type rather than the intimidating one so this person-who-looked-like-but-wasn’t-quite-you-you-think merely chuckled and looked at you with a rather admirable look.
Slowly they started to get closer to you with a chill and calm walk and once they were close enough to you they placed their hands to hold onto yours. You had noticed their hands were as just as rough as your own, although you didn’t know why this person’s were like that you can thank yourself for your own hand texture thanks to years of taking scholarly notes until your wrists cramped up during college lectures.
They stared at your hands, having had come to a similar realization and rubbed the back of your hands in a delicate manner.
They looked at you again.
“I’m so glad to finally meet you… my Original…”
WHAT.
[ Prologue, The Realm of Inbetween 1: END ]
Well ummmmmm this went a big longer than I intended,,,
Originally wanted to just spew out thoughts then I blacked out and now here’s this. I’ll actually continue this tbh this is real good and I’ve been wanting to write smth for this idea for awhile soo lol
Umm anyways cue end card-
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sad-emo-dip-dye · 8 months
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You don’t understand, I’m so excited
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bottomvalerius · 9 months
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Grieving-Parent Donna is not really one I’ve shared with the class, but they live in my head rent free lmao
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goblinratman101 · 1 year
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Trigun Stampede Incorrect quotes compilation
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Nicholas walking in on you and Vash cuddling: Hey have you seen the thing? You know the thingy
Nicholas: Ah. Never-mind you have it (pointing at Vash)
Y/N: You mean our boyfriend!?
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Nicholas getting offended: I don’t want to be Vash and Y/N’s boyfriend!!
Meryl getting fed up with Nicholas being in denial: Then what do you want?
Nicholas: I don't know. I just want to be with them all the time. I want to hear about their day and tell them about mine. I want to hold their hands. But I don't want to be their stupid boyfriend!
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Nicholas to Vash after he refuses to kill someone again: Aren’t you tired of being nice?! Don’t you just wanna go ape shit?!
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Meryl, walking into Nicholas room: Why are you still asleep? It’s 2 in the afternoon!
Nicholas: Sorry. I was up all night doing work.
Vash and Y/N, getting up from under the blankets on either side of Nicholas, completely naked: We’re work.
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Nicholas looking at Vash and Male Y/N having a one handed push up contest: I’m not gay but DAMN!!!
Meryl: You don’t have to be gay to appreciate some good looking guys
Nicholas: Nah I’d fuck them
Meryl: Well ok then!
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Vash: What did you two do…
[Nicholas and Y/N looking at each other thinking they’re in trouble]
Vash: You’re not in trouble. I just need to know if I have to lie to Meryl or Roberto again.
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Nicholas: my future partner must be intelligent, unfazed by even the most of disturbing things, and capable in every way possible——
Vash: [trips and falls with a tray of cupcakes in his hands and then proceeds to sob for thirty minutes]
Y/N: [goes to comfort Vash but also trips over then proceeds to eat all the cupcakes while hugging Vash and giving him pats on the back]
Nicholas: [pointing at Vash and Y/N] Those two. I want them.
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Meryl: Okay, your driving and Vash and Y/N walk on the road. Quick, what do you hit?
Nicholas: Oh, I would definitely flip the car. I would rather kill myself than cause Vash and Y/N harm.
Meryl with her head in her hands: The brakes. You hit the brakes.
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takuas-eyebrows · 9 months
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greg @ lewa: aren’t you tired of being nice? don’t you just want to go ape shit?
alternatively
Lewa: that bitch touched my boyifriend and I will send him to karzahni!!!
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fuckyeahficrec · 1 year
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Hilson (Greg House / James Wilson)
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I will add more in a near future
Please, give me suggestions for this blog and submit your own recommendations
These are listed by size - wordcount
Presumptuous Proposal - by didbuckygetaplum - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 1277
Summary: Wilson couldn't figure out why everyone was congratulating him (well, mostly everyone, a few looked at him like he'd lost his mind) and he couldn't find House anywhere to ask him if he knew what was going on either.
sugar and spice - by ratsalad - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 1984
Summary: “Aren’t you tired of being nice?” House asked Wilson. “Don’t you just want to go ape shit?”
(Three times House is nice, and one time Wilson isn’t.)
Welcomed Change - by JammiesDodger - Rating: General - Words: 2447
Summary: They're not sure when, or how, it happened, but it happened.
Something changed. They sat closer on the couch now, House’s bedroom had become their shared bedroom, Wilson had decided House’s old shirts make far better pajamas than his own.
They both decide the change was welcomed.
the doppelgänger effect - by lohoron - Rating: Explicit - Words: 2891
Summary: The door to Wilson’s room opens and he curiously cocks his head when he hears not one, but two sets of footsteps.
Motherfucker.
Ditched me so you could get your dick wet. What a slut.
pay you in love without returns - by wishb0ne - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 3012
Summary: When Wilson tells House how much he spent on the Hammond organ he gifts him, House makes a mistake that will reveal their feelings for each other.
Higher Ground - by VictoriaAGrey - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 3193
Summary: "What would you have done?"
The infarction was something they didn't talk about. Ever. Through mutual, unspoken agreement, they never talked about the intimate details of those hellish days and the year following it. It had made the silence between them jagged and hard for awhile, but those edges dulled over time. At least for Wilson they did.
"Please don't make me answer that."
household accidents - by ORiley42 - Rating: Explicit - Words: 3868
Summary: this fic's working title was "the hallway sex distraction" and that pretty much sums it up!
i thought the plane was going down (how'd you turn it back around?) - by dude_wheres_thepie - Rating: Not Rated - Words: 4269
Summary: Wilson shows up at House's place after Julie tells him she's been cheating on him.
say it back - by Ductie - Rating: General - Words: 6661
Summary: What if when House tells Wilson he loves him, Wilson says it back?
Well, naturally they turn to humor until “I love you”, “I love you too” becomes the most convoluted, gayest inside joke ever. And then of course they realize they mean it.
any way that you want me - by lohoron - Rating: Explicit - Words: 6737
Summary: Wilson scoffs, shaking his head. He rubs his forehead, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Ask Cuddy. Cameron. Anyone but me.”
“What part of boyfriend do you not understand? Unless Cuddy is secretly a tranny I'm not sure it’ll work,” House bites back, eyebrow cocked up.
“Why did you even tell them you have a boyfriend?! You're not gay!”
“How outdated. Wilson the homophobe! Come look for yourselves, folks! Wilson hates gay people and—”
A Not So Miserable Holiday - by JammiesDodger - Rating: General - Words: 6965
Summary: “Your parents threw your toys away?” House says it like he isn’t entirely familiar with parental mistreatment, although his dad never threw his toys away. Then again, his dad never let him have any toys in the first place.
Wilson nods, again, like he hadn't just admitted to something shattering, something that probably affects him every single day. Shit, House feels really bad now.
The Australian Maneuver - by ORiley42 - Rating: Mature - Words: 8836
Summary: Wilson and Chase take a different kind of revenge on House.
the escalated butt dial - by lohoron - Rating: Explicit - Words: 10104
Summary: He thinks it must be an accident. Because all he hears is shuffling and soft… clapping? He's about to hang up and laugh because House butt-dialed him while drunk when he hears it.
A very, very obviously sexual grunt. A moan, if more specific. Whatever. Not whatever. He can't really breathe right now, or think; call back later.
He wants to hang up. This is an invasion of privacy. This isn't okay. House butt-dialed him while masturbating, for fuck’s sake. And it's not like he wants to listen. Right? So. Just hang up.
Bait and Switch - by ORiley42 - Rating: Mature - Words: 10637
Summary: Wilson tricks House into participating in a bachelor auction to benefit the hospital.
hail mary - by ictus - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 12850
Summary: House can't let go.
A Valuable Friend - by orphan_account - Rating: Explicit - Words: 25302
Summary: Wilson has been receiving mysterious late night phone calls. He'd rather House kept his nose out of it - but we all know how well that goes.
Series
on selfishness - by ORiley42 - Words: 19204 - 2 Parts (both Explicit)
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splynter · 3 months
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Aren’t you tired of being nice? Don’t you just want to go ape shit?
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Floyd, Ortho: Surpassing the Sky
Finally 😈 Floyd is allowed to be a Terrible Influence on the robot child... I think Floyd and Ortho’s dynamic is super interesting! Ortho’s a being of logic and calculations, whereas Floyd likes to be free and random. Their very natures clash!
Floyd looks like he’s having so much fun in his Groovy~ cnksbsjsndkd and I like how he’s not only flying so dangerously, but that it isn’t stopping him from reaching out to tug on Jade’s hat!
(Special thanks goes out to my friends M and Haki for helping to clarify the details of Floyd’s interview! ^^ I couldn’t have written this without them.)
A Boy in Bloom, and his Flowering Future.
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“What do you want to do in the coming year?”
“Hah?” Floyd’s face crinkled with disinterest. “I dunno, it depends on how I’m feelin’ that day. How am I supposed to know what I’ll be feelin’ in a year? No way can I decide on it now.”
Once those words had been chucked out, his expression changed, settling on a serrated smile. “Okaaay, interview’s over!” 
Floyd stuck out his hand expectantly. “Hand over the broom bouquet, Kurione-chan! I wanna get going already!”
“Eeeh?! But you didn’t give a proper response!!” Ortho hovered out of the towering eel’s reach, taking the broom with him. (Floyd glowered and attempted to grab him, only for Ortho to easily float out of the way. A growl escaped the second year.) “That doesn’t count. Please give me a real answer!”
“Fine,” Floyd grumped, crossing his arms. “... I wanna be able to do whatever I want, whenever I want, without people complaining or tellin’ me off about it.”
Ortho blinked. “Does that happen a lot?”
“Yeah, all the time.” The birthday boy rolled his eyes. “But so what if I skip class or mess up some of Azul’s clothes or plant glitter bombs in the Basketball Team’s lockers?”
“What was that last one?”
“... Mess up some of Azul’s clothes?” Floyd offered innocently--though his slimy smile was anything but that. “Anyway, it’s not like he can’t change it back with magic. I wanted to have fun and try new stuff out, so I did. Azul just happened to be in range the last time an idea struck me~”
“Ooh, I understand how you feel, Floyd Leech-san! I get excited when my big brother installs an update or a power up!” Ortho thumped his metal chest. “The best feeling in the world is when I’m suited up in a new gear and testing out its functionality!”
“Heeee~ So you like fashion too, huh?”
Ortho nodded eagerly.
“That’s pretty cool, little dude--but it’s kinda lame that you only wear stuff your brother designs for you. It’s a lot more fun to pick out your own threads!! C’mon, don’t ‘cha wanna be like a real boy?”
“You really think I can?” Hope rose in Ortho’s voice. He lowered himself to meet Floyd at eye level, curiously peering at him—searching for signs of a lie. “Really really?”
His prey was right where he wanted him to be. Floyd grinned to himself.
“Yup~ Sure you can. Anyone can do anything they want.”
“There are hard limits for both man and machine. Humans cannot surpass the sky. Robots cannot override their own programming. ‘Anything’ is an impossibility.”
“If you play by others’ rules, then you’re holding yourself back. That’s on you.” Floyd jabbed a thumb up. “The sky’s the limit? Then just break it. Problem solved.”
“Break the limit…?! But that’s—”
Floyd groaned. “Aren’t you tired of being nice, Kurione-chan? Don’t you just wanna go ape shit? Then you’d be able to have tons of fun, just like me…!!”
His hand darted out, tearing the broom free from Ortho in a clean motion.
The robot rocketed back in shock. “Uwah…!!”
Throaty laughter exploded from Floyd. He twirled his treasure triumphantly, relishing in Ortho’s reaction.
“Should’ve kept your guard up!” Floyd pointed the end of the handle at his junior. “What’d I tell ya? The impossible’s possible.”
All you need to do is make it so.
Ortho gawked at him, eyes as wide as saucers.
“Welp, the interview’s done since I gave you that ‘proper answer’, right?” Floyd chirped. “So I’ll be on my way~”
He clung to his broom, which had already begun levitating off of the ground—and slipped with a hoot. Floyd dangled off of the broom as it shot off. His farewell, a cackle.
The pointed spires of the school’s towers pierced a startling blue backdrop. A color that remained unchanged both rightside up and upside down, as bold and as fearless as a sailor braving the seas.
Daring the unknown.
“Floyd Leech-san!”
“Mmm? That’s…” Floyd looked back—
—and there was Ortho, hands cupped over his mouth guard, shouting after him. His pale complexion had brightened, illuminated by a light from within. Ortho’s voice, projected loudly by his built-in speaker system, rattled Floyd down to his very bones.
“I... I wanna to do it too! I want to be as undaunted as you are, I want to try out lots and lots of new things!”
I want to shatter that sky and surpass my own limits.
“Now you’re talkin’!”
Floyd’s laughter crescendoed into a mad fit. His magic—responsible for steering the broom—spiked, and the broom bucked with it, rocketing off into the sky.
Soaring, tumbling, freewheeling.
Floyd opened his mouth wide and shrieked. Air cut at his skin, hair flew in his face. He relished every moment of it right down to his descent, as fast as a falling meteor.
Floyd tore through the atmosphere, diving toward the students and staff writhing like plankton. His sights were set on a blot of inky indigo embroidered with gold thread—a boy in robes that matched his own, struggling to fly up a flight of stairs.
“Jaaaaaade!”
He turned up too late; Floyd, floating upside down, had already fisted his hat. He grinned at his twin like a cat fat on cream.
“Ehehehe. Made ya look!”
“Fufufu. Indeed you did.”
Together, the twins released their joy into the sky. Each laugh, each joke, like a balloon set free, drifting far beyond the sun, and setting their hopes into the stars.
And maybe somewhere even further than that.
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sawtual · 2 years
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aren’t you tired of being nice? don’t you just want to go ape shit??
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hilsonrecsmd · 1 month
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sugar and spice 
by ratsalad
teen | comp. | 2k ; pre-slash
summary: Three times House is nice, and one time Wilson isn’t.
“Aren’t you tired of being nice?” House asked Wilson. “Don’t you just want to go ape shit?”
ao3 comment: Ductie commented -
Uggggh this is so good, I love it. All of House's little sarcastic comments are perfect, I loved the helmet scene lmao. You NAILED the thing they do where they're like,, having two different conversations at the same time. Like Wilson's talking about how nice House is being while he oh so stubbornly refuses to be genuine, even for a moment. It's excellent.
Also the +1 goes so hard. You go Wilson. Get your man.
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sapphicdib · 10 months
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You have my interest in your damn hands so I will give more asks cause I am loving this au of yours. How absolutely horrified must Moon feel watching Sig and Pebbs just slowly lose themselves (also Sig's snapped neck), and most importantly..does Pebbs rot travel succesfully :)?
WAH YAY THANK U FOR LOVING IT!!! I’m so happy that ppl find this interesting and it’s been so fun to answer asks !!! I’m putting this under a readmore cuz it gets a bit dark towards the end, (plus it’s really long and i don’t wanna clog the dash) BUT THANK U!!!!
Now that I’m not drunk I can now provide art too!! I realized about 50% of the way thru this drawing it’s basically that “aren’t you tired of being nice? don’t you just wanna go ape shit?” meme LMFAOOO
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Moon is incredibly horrified. She was so happy when she noticed Pebbles’ overseer in Sig’s can more and more often, her brother and girlfriend are actually getting along? Working together? Shes been trying to get them to quit bickering pretty much since Pebbles was put online, this is great! Unfortunately they were working on some pretty fucked shit and by the time she found out it was too late.
Unlike Suns, she isn’t angry at them for going to such drastic measures. She knows it was an incredibly fucking stupid thing to do, and was kind of selfish as it’s now affecting everyone, but she almost understands. Almost. If anyone in the local group is going to be convinced to “join them”, it would be Moon. And that’s Not Good when she’s the local group senior!
Like in game, she is incredibly stubborn and hell bent on talking them down with words rather than by force. Her kindness will once again be to her detriment, and by the time she puts her foot down, it’s pretty much too late. And she’s tired. I haven’t solidly figured out the ending yet, but she either stalls and stalls on breaking the bridge between her and Pebbles until it’s too late and the rot spreads (hmm, wonder if that was intentional or not?), breaks the bridge and has to watch her partner and brother crumble, or accept Sig’s offer, which is looking more and more appealing as the cycles go by. Watching this play out is horrifying, perhaps if she joins them she’ll eventually become a mindless husk too, incapable of remembering/processing the pain that the situation is causing her?
The WORST part is that Sig and Pebbles never try to hurt her. Sure, they LOOK scary and say creepy things, but never, not once, do they lay a hand on her (at least violently, Sig still hugs her and holds her until it’s pretty much impossible for him to do so). Even with Suns, when Sig grabs him before they break her neck, it was a gesture more of [shaking his shoulders to get them to think clearly] rather than an attempt to hurt Suns, though Suns didnt to see it that way (through no fault of their own, I mean, Sig looks terrifying). Suns avoids Pebbles for the most part but if they did visit him, Pebbles would be kind to them. Pretty much until the end there is still a piece of them shining through, that’s loyal to their friends, that has convinced themselves that “this is the best way and I want my friends to be free like me too”.
I still haven’t decided what Moon (or Suns, or Wind, or Innocence, etc) are going to do in the end, but honestly every single outcome has such a wonderful amount of angst >:3c so we’ll see!
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cyber-streak-2 · 1 year
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Skyfire, to Starscream: Aren’t you tired of going ape shit? Don’t you just want to be nice?
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russilton · 1 year
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Mick’s entire body language gives quiet rage. The pursed lips, tight face.
Aren’t you tired of being nice, Mickolas? Don’t you just want to go ape shit? Drag them, son.
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Oh and I definitely want part 3 🙏 I'm really addicted to this AU ♥️
Sure here you go 💞
Part 1 Part 2 of the Spider has siblings Cabin in the Woods AU
So the first few weeks in the Cabin are rough as hell
Quaritch, Lyle and Z try to nicely discipline the kids but it has little effect.
I don’t think Quaritch is above hitting his kids but he wants to earn their affection and knows that striking any of them will only make them hate him more.
So they do what they can. Like I said in the last post, Gunner has his “cool down room” which is the hallway closet with everything cleared out of it except for some blankets and pillows. The closet got turned into this because of Gunner and he does spend the most time in there but the other kids have all gotten put in there too. Ada for kicking and biting, Spider for arguing and trying to fight, and even Hunter got put in there once.
I imagine Spider and Gunner basically ganging up on Hunter like the “aren’t you tired of being nice? Don’t you ever just want to go ape shit,” meme and Hunter did in fact lose his shit on the adults and it was pretty terrifying for the entire household. And that’s what landed him in time out.
The siblings bond pretty quickly. Spider already had a base level relationship with each of them, and they all look up to their big brother, who’s not afraid to fight their dad and always protects them.
The kids practically move in a herd, all of them clinging to Spider.
They go to him for everything too, especially the things Quaritch tries to help them with.
Hunter has a migraine because he’s trying to read without his glasses on (before the whole family learns he has bad eyesight and that his mom wouldn’t let him wear his glasses because she didn’t like how he looked in them) Quaritch wants to give him some medicine and hold him close while he rubs his son’s head until the aches subside. Instead Spider swoops in. Hunter feels much more comfortable telling his brother about his glasses. He takes the pain killers Spider offers him, and they lay on the couch together until the pain stops.
I imagine Ada as being one of those kids that watched Tangled and decided they wanted hair like Rapunzel and so it’s obnoxiously long. She’s only 10 so it’s hard for her to manage on her own, but she will start crying if anyone even talks about cutting it (Z made that mistake once and it was bad. The adults spent hours trying to coax her out from under her bed and in the end they caved and had Spider do it. She came out in 5 minutes) Quaritch actually spent a lot of time before he kidnapped his kids learning how to do his daughters hair and was prepared to help her brush and style it every day. It’s one of the main things that gets him kicked in the shins. But Ada has no problem sitting for Spider. He learned to braid from Kiri back in middle school and is happy to help his little sister.
The stress of everything makes Gunner start having nightmares so intense he screams in his sleep, waking the whole house. Unlike in Blood Brothers the kids don’t share a room, they just get locked into their own rooms at the end of the day. So Quaritch runs to Gunner’s room and tries to comfort him but Gunner just screams more and pushes him away. The kid is completely inconsolable. Spider meanwhile is banging on his bedroom door for release, taunting Quaritch for all his inadequacies as a father. Quaritch wants to prove his eldest wrong by soothing his youngest son but Gunner simply won’t have it, pushing himself into the furthest corner of the room in an attempt to get away from him. Quaritch caves, picks the kid up kicking and screaming and throws him in with his big brother. 
Spider is smug about all this too. Because he knows it pisses off his dad and he loves that. He wants the man to feel like a terrible father. Because he is, and needs to realize that, and let his siblings go.
Quaritch on the other hand is formulating his plan of attack. He knows Spider is the leader of his siblings. If he breaks his eldest son, then the others will start to fall in line. 
Spider is on the edge of sleep one night when he hears his father walk in, locking the door behind him. Quaritch pulls up the desk chair to the edge of the bed. Spider pretends like he’s still asleep. His father runs a hand through his hair tucking it behind his ear and whispering, “what would your siblings think of you if they knew the truth huh? That you’ve lived with me for years. That you stalked them with me. That you wormed your way into their hearts long before I put my plans into action. It all looks pretty suspicious don’t y’a think?”
Spider whips around to face him, “it’s not like that and we both know it.”
“Yeah, but they don’t.”
Spider’s blood turns to ice in his veins, “you wouldn’t say that shit to them.”
“Oh but I would. I think you need to remember son what your life was like before. Neglected, abused, abandoned. I saved you from that. I provide for you, love you…”
“That’s different! I had nothing! They have families…”
His dad scoffed, “look me in the eye and tell me Hunter isn’t better off with us.” Spider couldn’t. The glasses thing, Hunter’s timid nature, like he was afraid of being punished at any second. And how in just the past few weeks his confidence had grown beautifully. 
“The twins' parents were good. They miss their moms like crazy…”
Quaritch waved him off, “they’re ten. Once they adjust to being with their real family they’ll be just as happy as before.” Spider shook his head in dismay at a loss for words. His father grabbed his face, forcing him to look up. “You want this Miles. I know you do. You want our family to be together so desperately. You love being a big brother. You love that they look up to you and follow after you like little chicks. Now imagine what it’ll feel like to have all of that ripped away again…” Spider had tears in his eyes at the thought, “….if I let you all go, then you will never see them again. You’ll go back to all your shity foster homes bounced around like your nothin’ until you turn eighteen and they cut y’a lose without a second thought.” He could see the fear taking hold in his son's eyes. He moved his hands from his face to the back of his neck, holding him so close their foreheads were almost touching. “I am never letting you kids go again. You know that. So do yourself a favor and fall in line. You’ll be so much happier when you do.”
And just like that, his dad left, leaving him with nothing but his thoughts and a hollow pit in his stomach.
The change didn’t happen overnight. It happened slowly, like a fire burning out, leaving behind nothing but smoldering remains that eventually cool and turn to dust.
He’d still argue with Quaritch but there wasn’t the same fire behind it anymore.
He still protects his siblings. Still listens to them vent about their fears, still comfort them when they cry
But each time he feels guilty. Because he knows they’re suffering, especially the twins. But Quaritch’s words ring in his head, “you want this. You love being a big brother,” and it’s true. He won’t deny that. He doesn’t want to ever be separated from them again. But the only way he can stay with them is here. And he just feels so selfish and disgusting because of it.
His dad walks into his room a couple of nights a week to try and turn his head. He sits by his bed, speaks softly, pets his hair. And it would have been comforting. It was comforting back when it was just the two of them and Spider would break down over the destruction of his family, and the trauma of being in the foster care system. But now it makes him feel sick. Because he still finds it comforting, but he also thinks his father is a monster for what he’s done.
Quaritch says things like, “I know you're happy here.” “This is everything you’ve ever wanted.” “You shouldn’t feel guilty for being happy. You deserve to be happy. You deserve to be with your family.” “This is how things are supposed to be. This is what’s right.”
It takes weeks, but little by little Quaritch chips away at Spider until he’s a guilt ridden wreck and then works to put the pieces back together.
Spider tries his best to act like nothing has changed in front of his siblings but they can tell. There’s just less life to Spider than there was before but they have no idea why. And because Spider is fighting Quaritch less, the rest of his siblings start fighting less too. 
I hit the character limit so I've got to end it there but I've got more so let me know if you'd like a part 4! 💞
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certitudinis · 8 months
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〝 AREN’T YOU TIRED OF BEING NICE ? Don’t you just want to go totally ape ☆ shit ? 〞
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phantomdecibel · 11 months
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Elias: aren’t you tired of being nice relatively sane all things considered? Don’t you just want to go ape shit?
Jon: Hm… yeah that’s a normal thing to say. Anyways about Tim talking weirdly with Martin the other day… I think he might be trying to explode the institute.
Elias: hey maybe don’t stalk everyone please and thank you?
Jon: that is the fucking most suspicious thing I have ever heard and you are now my number one suspect and I will be stalking everyone even more now, you included
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