i can't wait for fooliverse to end and for us to collectively get whiplash when the prime timeline comes back around considering:
vincent and lovely are leaving the house of solaire
sam is also leaving the house of solaire + finally bit darlin
doc and hush are looking for warden to sort out vega's fucked memory
blake is now the drove's vessel
avior is hearing things
sunshine is still technically in the fuckin basement
the apocalypse is basically just on the horizon and the only people who have any idea are avior, starlight, and project meridian
like it's only been 10 days since we were last in the prime timeline but it feels like it's been a century. i'm being lulled into a false sense of security by the fooliverse
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thinking about milo and darlin and "like you weren't the one who'd jump halfway to the ceiling every time we'd watch a scary movie growing up" and how they definitely made this into a recurring competition when they were teenagers
imagining these two scaredy cats watching It or The Thing or Alien and trying valiantly to not be the first to chicken out because if they do then they have to do the other person's homework for a week
darlin winning ninety percent of the time out of sheer stubbornness but having nightmares the next three days as a result
they always do this at milo's and marie makes darlin's favorite foods for the nights they stay over because i just know darlin's parental situation is abysmal or nonexistent
sometimes david and asher come over too; asher used to join the bet but he's way better with horror than they are so they banned him from participating. david is just there to watch the movie and occasionally jumpscare them when they aren’t expecting it
sometimes david comes alone and asher is the one trying to scare them by showing up unannounced outside milo's window with a mask on and milo and darlin scream so loud marie thinks they’re under attack
we know milo doesn’t do ghosts and demons etc bc of marie's ghosthunter obsession. i think darlin would probably be in the same boat because you can’t touch paranormal things. you can hurt people and zombies etc but wtf do you do with a poltergeist? it just doesn’t seem like their cup of tea yk
david is their movie dealer because he knows what movies are good and what scares them and he's unbiased. unless asher's involved and then he picks movies that he knows will get asher
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Alex x Reader
Alex meets you again after years (his pov)
Here's a little something I wrote while procrastinating the Zaros fic and request I'm currently working on💀
ENJOY‼️
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Life in New York was all I’ve ever wanted; one major decision that changed the trajectory of my career path for the best it could ever be. But something was missing, New York just wasn’t home. My parents visited and my friends called but the loneliness was inevitable.
The collection of memories I held close to my heart had sufficed for more than a decade but I just couldn’t stay in some place, where I was all alone, anymore. Besides I had made enough money to restart a comfortable life back home, so I did just that. I moved back to England.
Initially I didn’t take any of the job offers I got, I needed the time to reconnect with the people I left. I was able to catch up with friends and colleagues, but not everyone stayed in one place. People move and change, start afresh and continue living. Maybe I should do the same.
I also couldn’t stay unemployed forever, so I decided to reopen a studio. It was nostalgic for sure, although I had no one to share the happiness with this time. Given my much improved resume, work was a bigger hit than it ever was and soon I found myself shooting for big companies and events.
Like the one I’m currently photographing. Some huge law firm hosted their annual anniversary celebration and hired me to capture important moments throughout the night. It was a lively event, a rich and deluxe atmosphere that I sure as hell did not fit into.
“Mister? Why do you look so worried?”, I hear a small voice, then felt a tug on the leg on my pants.
“Ah well hello there, who might you be?”, I squat to face the small child in front of me.
“Allison sir! But you can call me Allie!”
“Allie huh? That’s a cute name, I’m Alex”
“All my friends call me Allie! Nice to meet you Mr. Alex.”
“Really?”, I raise an eyebrow and she nods, “So does that mean we’re friends now?”
“It does!”
I take her little hand in mine for a handshake and she giggles.
“I’m hereeee!” Allison legs go of my hand and runs towards the voice as I get back on my feet.
“We’ll at least I have a friend here ton-”
“Allison? Honey where are you?”, a worried voice comes from behind Allison, a familiar voice.
“Allie I told you not to sneak off like that, I was worried.”, the familiar voice continues, gentle and soft as I remember it.
“It’s okay,” Allison drags the owner of the voice over to where I’m stationed. “Look I made a friend!”
“Oh really? Well let’s meet the... m”
I couldn’t hold eye contact. Not after how abruptly I left them so many years ago.
“Alex, its... its good to see you again” their voice still as soft as ever, delicate like flower’s petal.
“Meet Mr. Alex!”
“Name, hi”, I start off, a weak start even for me.
“Oh? You know Mr. Alex?”, Allison chimes in.
“Yes Al, Mr. Alex and I were... friends when we were younger.”
“friends”
None of this should bother me, a child shouldn’t need to know of our history together.
“Alex, this is Allison, my daughter.”
“my daughter”
Except it does bother me. It bothers me a lot actually.
“We’ve already met!”, Allison’s voice rings in again.
“It’s nice seeing you too, Allison has quite the charm.” I forced out.
“Right, I’m sorry sweetie.” they laugh with Allison.
“I knew it, I definitely remembered your eyes from somewhere.”, I reach down to pinch Allison’s cheek.
“Yes, I get that very often. I didn’t you were back, I thought you’d stayed in New York for good.” they smile.
God, I miss that smile.
“Thank you”
“Hahaha I just missed home. I didn’t feel like being away any longer.”
“Ah I see. Well then welcome back.”
There was nothing else to be said, and the silence could eat me whole.
“I’ll get going now, I hope you have fun tonight.”, they broke the silence.
“Yeah, you too.”
I watch as Allison holds onto their hand walking back to the middle of the room. My chest burns, it burns so much I feel like I might throw up but I keep watching them. I watch as they approach a man wearing a suit, who turns around and lifts Allison in his arms. His other arm wraps around their body and he kisses their forehead. I couldn’t take it anymore; I couldn’t watch anymore. I promptly excused myself, running to the bathroom. My throat clenched and I threw up. I must’ve stayed there for at least an hour. I cried and cried, more than I’ve ever cried even when we broke up.
I couldn’t help it. I kept thinking, that could’ve been me. I could’ve been the one holding a child that was ours and comforting them when they needed it. I wouldn’t be photographing anyone else tonight, I’d be beside them holding them and kissing them.
IT COULD’VE BEEN ME. IT SHOULD’VE BEEN ME. WE COULD’VE HAD IT ALL.
Could’ve, would’ve, I left… so we didn’t.
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things that my partner has said that are very guy coded:
okay ik Guy is a walking shitpost so basically anything mildly unhinged is technically him, but these are things i genuinely think may have come out of that man’s mouth at some point or another. inspired by the “David but not Shaw David” blogger and also the blogger whose partner has a resemblance to Asher :3 i cannot find your users, i am terribly sorry :(
(also me and this person are no longer together LOL)
- “morning wood? more like mourning the wood that we lose in deforestation because damn that’s a real issue.”
- “i’m quite the slut.”
- “this is what you get for reminding me that you don’t love me enough for ass pics” (/j ofc)
- “i conquered the eepyness and managed to get my sexy butt into the shower”
- “hey now, can’t a guy tell his partner he loves them??”
- “if i got you sick, i’m sorry. if you got me sick, how fucking dare you.”
- [sent him a photo of me intentionally rubbing my mascara away] “gonna be my face after my mascara runs from our super rough sex”
- “call me the capital of Thailand the way i love to Bangkok” (<— this one still gets me 💀)
- [fem!honey] “i mean i do think about your boobs 🫡” … “but i’m not just sitting there like ‘[honey’s] boobs :>’ all the time”
- “frick off unholy thoughts”
- [sends and extensive, overly long paragraph expressing my love] his response: “👍…NO IM KIDDING. i love you too :).”
- [in reference to a tiktok talking about hitting the “save chat” on snapchat for every photo someone sends] “i have no shame. you get saved in chat.”
- “i’m like giggling because i’m gonna see you tomorrow”
- [playing minecraft together] [he grabs a stick]
“i have a stick :D”
me: “what’s it for?”
“lay down and you’ll find out 😏”
these make me giggle so i hope they also make you giggle
k bye 💟
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