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roo-bastmoon · 6 months

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Fanservice Couple Sucks at Fanservicing

Hmmm.

Jimin's Album: Here's a super secret hidden song "for the fans" with lyrics that mimic things Jimin said before specifically about Jungkook, with Jungkook providing background vocals that were never discussed when marketing the album, and listeners have to wait through dead air to get to hear the song and shine a light on the invisible lyrics engraved in the album and it's not uploaded onto Spotify or for digital sale because.... fanservice.

Jimin's Documentary: Here's less than two minutes of footage of Jungkook singing Letter; the film cuts away from Jikook's hug and doesn't interview Jungkook about it at all, and practically his entire face is covered when he's singing it; also, the paper he's holding is shaking like a leaf, unlike earlier in the day when he was recording for the World Cup, which was the biggest solo performance of his career at that time, because.... fanservice.

Jimin's Live Reaction: Here's Jimin lighting up like a Christmas tree when Jungkook quietly sneaks in the room to watch his live recording before going home; now watch as they awkwardly interact for two minutes--including a tiddy grab and butt smacking, on top of "I love you" and "have fun with ARMY!" but notice Jimin sends Jungkook away, instead of letting him mic up and sit on the chair and react with him, because... fanservice.

Jimin's Commentary: Here's Team Jimin reacting to every remote detail of the making of the documentary, except when it comes to Letter, in which case no one breathes the name Jungkook and he is never heard nor appears on screen, because... fanservice. gosh that sure is odd.

The fanservice isn't fanservicing.

It's almost how like, in their real lives when they aren't working, Jungkook watched all of Jimin's content, or Jungkook mumbled about how Jimin moved his lamp or mentioned Jimin kept coming up to him to say "periri," or how Jimin traveled to NYC and CT for Jungkook's debut and they filmed something but all Jungkook would say about it is "Yeah, he's in.... New York," and then Jimin posted a shirtless picture on Jungkook's birthday but never spoke on it, or how both Jimin and Jungkook just happened to find time to watch the same random anime, or how they went to Jeju together but we wouldn't have known if Tae hadn't posted photos, or how it is heavily implied that they spent Chuseok together based on the whale drawing that Jimin posted and the way Jungkook was quick to tell us that Jimin drew half of it.

Golly gosh, for a Fanservice Couple, it's almost like a bunch of stuff isn't being shared with us on purpose. But why?

Doxxed info? Tampered mail? Death threats? Press scandals? Global debut? Conservative homophobia? Military service?

Who knows, but "lack of genuine closeness" doesn't seem to be the driving reason.

I'm not gonna sit here and scream conspiracy theories about a "private couple." Jimin lives like a hermit much of the time and Jungkook is running around with his same-age friends quite a bit these days.

So as I always say--I cannot tell you that Jikook are dating. I can only tell you we have solid evidence of unique, charged chemistry between them--and tons of hints that they spend more time together than they let us in on. That's it. If there's more, we aren't getting to see it.

And I don't blame anyone who takes the stance "I'll believe it when I see it." I think a fair amount of skepticism and a dedication to the just the facts is a healthy mindset.

But it really makes my teeth itch when Jikook are accused of doing fanservice for the cameras, cause...

Where the hell is all my fanservice?? *grabby hands* WHERE?

Why is it that even TWO SECONDS of them interacting is so charged and fraught that it gets the entire fandom frothing at the mouth?

Jikook DO spend time together but they aren't running onto WeVerse to share it with us all the time, ya know? It leeks out little by little. And that makes it even MORE suspicious than just two bros hanging out in broville doing bro things.

In summary: This Fanservice Couple *sucks* at fanservice in solo era for sure.

#jikook #do you like my newspaper headline?#the jikookery these days is so sus #frustrated roo is frustrated #even non-ARMY find their interactions sus as fuck #don't be suspicious #DON'T BE SUSPICIOUS

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artistsmellslikeunemployment · 2 months

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Things that natla did do:

- Katara stealing a water pouch from a merchant shop at night

- zuko draws!

- include pieces from the books and comics (mother of faces, Kyoshi‘s personality,

- „water the most promising seed“

- Katara standing by and smirking as Sokka flounders trying to impress Suki but her not buying any of it

- Katara never letting anyone talk over her once diplomacy fails

- Bumi‘s armpit hair

- Zuko talking about Lu Ten

- Azula learning to use a blue flame and failing

- what can I say, the actors make the show very enjoyable 🤷🏼‍♀️

- Kuruk refusing to take possession over Aang‘s body/ Avatar state

- overall I think they drew info from the books about the other eras

- the sound of Iroh‘s firebending reminding of a dragon‘s growl

- Avatar Roku making fun of Avatar Kyoshi

- Zuko basically enthusing about Kyoshi‘s strength only to then get his ass kicked by her

- Suki (and mom) gushing over seeing their role model Kyoshi in action

- random woman with broom and Zuko letting her hit him

- Aang running away at the end, after the battle. He might not have run from his responsibility but he ran from the consequences

- „have you seen my flying bison?“ which is way better because even less believable

- Katara being bold enough to train her waterbending in the abandoned fire navy ship around Wolf Cove

- emphasis on Sokka‘s inventory skills and by elongation his bad ice dodging skills

- Zuko deciding to stay with/ look for Iroh instead of chasing Aang twice

- Lu Ten‘s theme playing every time Zuko and Iroh confess their love for each other

- Omashu‘s part of the earth kingdom being India coded

- Zuko so specifically being triggered by the word „compassion“ but not „empathy/ emphatic“ because he actually does believe in kindness and much like Azula is still trapped in the pressure of having to represent all his father believes

- Zuko looking disgusted all the time

- 41st division bowing to their prince

- I had fun watching it and most of it makes sense tbh.

What I don’t get (logic mistakes):

- Mai being too openly anti fire nation by saying she wouldn’t ever come back if given the chance

- Iroh finding the Blue Spirit‘s mask in Zuko‘s pile of clothes but maybe that’s not even a negative.

- no talk about the meaning of the necklace

- Gyatso Living in the Spirit World (doesn’t Aang have enough guides with all his previous lives?);

- that assassination attempt on Ozai and Azula infiltrating the plan? Was this meant to show Ozai‘s cruelty and Azula‘s strategic thinking??

- what was Bumi‘s point exactly?

- Yue being a spirit fox. Why? It added nothing.

- „i bet you taste like chicken“ no opossum chicken. just chicken.

- Kyoshi being the narrator

- Aang being able to communicate with his past lives only by visiting their shrines and not in the right order (usually the avatar has to contact every avatar before him in the order of their lifetimes before he can get through to the next)

- Aang being shamed and gaslight by everyone

- confusion over what happened to the villagers as well as Katara and Solla by mixing Hei Bai‘s and Ko‘s stories as well as the Fog of Lost Souls and creating a new loophole into the spirit world when people stand too close to Aang while he meditates? Also, Ko‘s „Magic“ with individuality and his reason for stealing faces when showing emotion is lost.

- with all due love, what was Suki‘s mother for?

- Wan Shi Tong randomly sitting at some wayside

- Why wouldn’t normal people understand Wan Shi Tong? How are they planning for Team Avatar to find out about the solar eclipse if not through Wan Shi Tong‘s library later?

- Iroh suspecting Ozai behind the apparent assassination of Zuko so openly in front of Zhao

- Iroh justifying his war crimes with „I was a soldier“??

- Iroh „sacrificing“ himself in Omashu when the earth kingdom forces were looking for the firebender even though they both would’ve gone undetected otherwise

- Iroh killing Zhao

- does Momo carry the spirits‘ life now?

- the fire nation inventing a solar system model to predict Zosin‘s Comet and potentially the eclipse as well

#avatar #atla #atla la #natla #natla spoilers #natla positivity #i actually like this #netflix #i agree with the criticism tho #avatar the last airbender #zuko #uncle iroh #kyoshi #katara #the effects were decent

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nenhuggie · 2 months

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i think i have a little theory about the relationships between Catnap and Dogday (bigger body thing)

I'm pretty sure that Dogday is not aware of Theodore's death neither knowing who he is, this is because Theodore doesn't like him and is his least favorite! he doesn't like how Dogday is the main leader and better than Catnap, meanwhile Catnap is his favorite! remember that one drawing of his? he drew himself in purple crayon so im pretty sure his favorite color is purple too

I think back time before humans weren't tested, from what i remember, animal souls were tested and transferred into the mascots to make them more alive, im sure Catnap was the last mascot to not have a human soul yet but more of a cat soul! And with before that, Catnap was a chill and happy fella! he was Dogday's best buddies, could be the second leader. With now Theodore’s soul was transferred into Catnap, it replaced half of the cat’s soul but they lost their control, letting Theodore takes control

Dogday is afraid of Catnap now, all of his friends are killed (not really i think) everyone is killed, he's suffering, dying, screaming, in pain. Dogday would only rersume that Catnap is jealous of him, being the popular one and best one but why not entirely kill him? well, im not pretty sure, Theodore has his own reasons and letting a single hint out, buddy

After all, the cartoon version of them are always the best buddies best friends together! forever and ever and never ever! Btw you can still draw your favorite ship or whatever, i don't force nor beg neither stopping you! you draw how you like and it's your silly fun thing to do!

I know it sounds pretty messy but you get me right? you can share your thoughts on this all you want! i like to read your funny headcanons

But hey, that's just a theory! A game theory! Thanks for reading lol : 3

#smiling critters #smiling critters poppy playtime #poppy playtime #catnap #dogday

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modernfamilyfanfics · 4 months

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Alex Dunphy x half deaf! reader - accidental confesses

Deaf in the left ear.

You and Alex weren't very close, you were close with Haley. Haley invited you to have a family dinner. I had a bad habit of accidently staring at people for too long. That was happening with Alex I kept staring at her. "So YN what do you do for fun?" Claire asked. "I'm actually in college, Caltech" i said putting my hand over my mouth "Oh, really you know Alex there she also goes to Caltech...also i have noticed that your loud" Claire said cutting her food and looking at me then Alex. "Mom leave him alone he's deaf in one of his ears" I decided to quickly change the subject "I've seen you around before were on the same floor" I said smiling and looking at Alex she smiled back.

She smiled back and I started to stare at her. After the dinner Haley and her parents had to go to their grandparents for a bit they are bringing me later so Alex offered to look after me at the house while we were waiting. "Why do you stare so much?" She asked fixing her glasses. "Sorry have a habit for staring" I said loudly "I never said I had a problem with it." She said walking over and sitting on the couch "Your smart for someone who is friends with Haley" Alex stated. "We met at a party and she thought i was cute. Literally probably only one of the reasons she wants to be friends with me" I laughed. She nodded smiling. We then heard the door open and joined them in the car to their grandparents.

When we got there i was introduced to Gloria, Jay, Joe and Stella. Haley had long wondered off, i felt awkward so i sat on the couch while everyone else was outside. i messed around with my hands looking down at them. I heard footsteps and moved to look like i was having some such of fun "Why aren't with Haley?" I looked up and saw Alex sitting on the other couch. "She looked like she was having fun and i didn't want to drag her down." I smiled awkwardly "Well i'm bored so wanna head back to Caltech?" She smiled i nodded and stood up. "I'm going to tell Claire quickly" She ran off slightly and ran back "I didn't let her speak, lets go before she starts talking" She grabbed her bag opened the door and left with me following behind, she ubered for us and we got back to the dormrooms "Wanna head to mines i don't have a roommate" I said she nodded and started walking to my dormroom and opening it showing gaming stuff and random pieces of paper and the Tv in front of the bed. "Sorry it's so messy" I started to pick up notes and doodlings "Is that a drawing of me and Haley?" I turned around and looked at the drawing "Oh yeah i drew that a while ago. I'll throw it away-" She quickly moved it when i tried to grab it "No, i like it" She said "Wanna sit and watch a movie?" I said fixing my bed She nodded and we decided to sit and watch little women.

"Alex said she was going to her dorm why isnt she answering" Claire said still knocking "She left with YN she might be with them" Clarie stopped knocking "Which one does he stay in" Haley started walking and looked at the light next to my dorm door and unlocked the door. She walked in on the bright screen and us basically cuddling in the bed. She grabbed a pillow that had fallen of the bed and threw it at us. i woke up Alex still fast asleep "Ow Haley!" I said whisper shouting "Oh hey, mr and mrs Dunphy" I waved "What were you two doing" Haley said giving me and Alex a look "What? No we weren't doing what you think. We just sat and watched little women" They gave me a look i felt arms wrapped around my waist "Come back to sleep" she dragged me back down and kissed my cheek lazily

#Alex dunphy x reader #alex dunphy #alex dunphy x reader #modern family #modern family x reader

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forgottenfourr · 10 months

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i saw you in a dream - university smau

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chapter five - dreams✏️

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warning: mentions of insanity, insomnia, and partial (very very small mention) of derealization!!

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a/n: from now on soul from p1h and mingyu from svt will also be smaller characters in the story so don’t be confused when they show up randomly in the next chapter!! they are just going to be a fun comedic relief characters :) i will put a short character reintroduction before the next update

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you have struggled with sleeping your entire life. never being able to fall asleep and then when you eventually pass out from pure exhaustion, the sleep was restless. you lost count of the doctors your parents took you to as a kid. each one coming to the same conclusion. there was nothing wrong with you perse. at least, nothing medically wrong. all of them told your parents that you'll grow out of it one day. that there was nothing they could do on their part besides run more tests that would evidently draw no conclusion and would just be a waste of time for both you and the doctors.

so you had to learn to live with it. you held onto hope that one day you would just magically grow out of it. but as the years drew on and you continued to sleep a most 10-15 hours a week, you just grew used to it. it was irritating most of the time. the constant drowsiness and dark circles under your eyes that never seem to go away.

due to your lack of sleep, you’ve never really had dreams before. at least, none that you could remember.

but recently that has changed. it seems now that every time you are able to sleep, even if it is just for a few minutes, you are drifted away into another dream.

but something is different about these dreams. when you wake up, you remember everything that happened in them. most importantly, you remember the boy that’s there in every dream. the boy you can’t seem to recognize. the boy you sworn you’ve never seen before. and you would surly remember him. he’s beautiful. his hair a white blonde and his brown eyes that look as if the entire universe is in them. and for someone you don’t know, you have grown quite fond of him. you don’t understand how he’s always there, his bright and warming smile welcoming you back to wherever this world is with him. but you aren’t complaining about it.

the dreams are long. or well they feel long at least. in the real world you could only be sleeping for 30 minutes but in the dream world you have already been there for days. you like the dream world. you find yourself anxiously waiting for the next time you fall asleep so you can go back there. so you can see mystery boy again.

neither of you ever bothered to ask for each others name. in fact, you guys don’t talk much. it’s more of a mutual understanding that you both are there together and are happy in each others presence. neither feeling the need to break the peaceful silence you have created. you cherish all of the times you guys have spent together. from the time you guys went cliff jumping to when he taught you how to play the guitar. you’re scared that you won’t be able to go back one day. that for some reason the next time you fall asleep there will just be black. even if you don’t understand why these dreams are happening or who he is, you yearn for them. even if it’s all fake. if it is just something your subconscious mind came up with.

of course, you haven’t told your friends about your dreams. sure, jisung might understand. or at least try to. but the others will just think you’re going crazy. which honestly, might be true.

you too have thought about the possibility of these dreams being some sort of sign of insanity or something else of the sort. it would make sense. you’ve been spreading yourself too thin for the past few months. never knowing when to say no and always wanting others around you to feel appreciated and happy. minho is constantly berating you for being a people pleaser, but you don’t know how to stop. and lately, people have taken notice of your kindness and the way you would drop everything instantly to help someone. between work, university, and your social life, you feel your grasp of yourself slowly slipping away from you.

the only thing that keeps you from losing your grip completely are the dreams. they make you feel happy and safe like before. maybe you were relying too much on the dreams but what does it matter? if you're going to have them you might as well enjoy them. enjoy him.

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you got to the studio before chan this time. still reminiscing on the fantasy you were living just moments before.

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vidjausers-fable · 4 months

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Pen Pals(Veneer X OC)Chapter 1

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Oh my god, I fell in love with Veneer and Velvet the moment I heard their silly little quotes and songs. I also have fun drawing them!? Anyway, this story is completely for fun, though it’s been a while since I’ve last written a fanfiction. Nothing is beta read in this chapter, so be kind if pointing out mistakes. Below is something I drew specifically for this fiction (though obviously it was inspired by the Barbie and Ken meme)

Also located on Wattpad and AO3. Chapter 2 and 3 are already located there, but soon will be here as well.

Once they had been arrested, Veneer and Velvet were booked and thrown into prison immediately. Well, it was more of a correctional facility if anything. A place where they wanted to prepare young adults who had made stupid mistakes for the outside world. Velvet didn’t take the change well but Veneer made no complaints, believing that it was the right thing to do because of the crimes they had committed. All those Trolls they had hurt…It weighed on him more than it did his sister. Velvet received a harsher sentence compared to her brother. Veneer’s was smaller because his heartfelt confession helped save the Trolls from his sister and expose their scam right away.

However, the two shared a cell in the correctional facility due to a bit of a crowding issue. Their rooms were split in two, one side for Veneer and the other for Velvet. It wasn’t the ideal living situation, but Velvet was the only one complaining about it.

The siblings looked completely different than what they used to. With no access to makeup in the facility, their faces were blank and deprived of any makeup and creams, and both adored the orange jumpsuits that read “Mount Rageous Correctional Facility” on the back. Velvet complained about her looks and image on the daily, as if it had not already been diminished.

Veneer sat at his desk with one of the books checked out from the Library, trying to somehow read and drown out the voice of his sister whining in the background. It was hard to do both at the same time so he closed the book with a loud sigh, “What is it this time, Vel?” he asked and spun around in his chair to look at his sister.

Velvet was half laying on the bed, her knees hanging over the edge. She threw her hands up and around dramatically as she spoke, “This isn’t fair! They took away another hour of my rec time from me just because I wanted an extra five minutes to eat. Didn’t I tell them I’m a slow eater?” She kicked her feet around as if she were a child having a tantrum.

Veneer leaned against his palm, unimpressed. As always. “And how did you ask for this extra five minutes?”

His sister glared. Did he Really ask her that as if she had done something wrong? “I asked, like a normal person! DUH!” she retorted sarcastically, throwing her hands up.

Veneer rolled his eyes. He seriously doubted that, but he wouldn’t say that out loud. “Maybe…just maybe Vel, you should ask a bit nicer,” he suggested and added before she could interrupt, “Unfortunately, the people here don’t like to deal with our attitudes.”

“Me? An attitude! As if! This place is worse than a shoe store with no branding,” she groaned. “And a restaurant without lobster.”

Veneer gave up talking to his sister and turned back toward his desk. There was no use arguing with Velvet. She was an entitled brat. She always tried to get the last word in, and it was impossible to point out her mistakes, or her flaws. In her eyes, she was flawless and never did wrong, and only did right. He’d dealt with that entitled attitude his whole life, and that attitude was the reason that he was in the correctional facility right now. It was honestly pathetic, but there was nothing that he could do about it except not give in to her tantrums and ignore them when they arose. Of course, it was easier said than done. She practically threw a rich snobby princess tantrum every day. “Why don’t you back me up anymore, like you used to?” Velvet abruptly sneered. Veneer could already see her expression without turning back around.

“Veneer, don’t ignore me.”

Over time, Veneer had found ways to stand up for himself. It was easier when they weren’t next to each other, but also because he was over her and her dramatic antics.

“Because.” Veneer closed the book he was trying to read, “It’s your fault we got into this whole situation in the first place.” He had to resist the urge to turn around and throw the book directly at her head.

“You didn’t exactly stop me when I kidnapped the Troll.”

“Because I couldn’t Velvet!” He argued, finally turning to her, “You took the Troll without even telling me at first. You put him in a diamond perfume bottle without a word. I knew it was suspicious when I suddenly caught you singing one day, or remotely have any talent. I bet if I didn’t walk in on you in your room that day with the Troll, that you would have kept all of that stolen talent yourself and left me at home with our parents, which by the way, I CARE about the fact that they disowned us. They get death threats because we scammed everyone, and can’t practice their dentistry anymore. They sold their business to pay off our debts, and you think they hate us? I know you hated them, but do you honestly think that they deserved all of that?” The entire ramble left him in a single mouthful it felt, leaving his sister appalled. He had so much to say to her that his words tumbled out almost all at once.

Velvet gasped, her jaw wide open and a hand over her heart, as if he tried to strike it. “They deserved it, Veneer, for the way they treated us growing up! They were nobodies and didn’t give us anything.”

“How did they treat us, Vel?! They literally did nothing wrong our entire lives! We had everything we wanted! You got a car for your sixteenth birthday and you pawned it off to buy a stupid golden ring! You don’t even have it anymore, you threw it down the drain when we became total frauds and got more money, which you used to buy worthless junk. Our parents are saints compared to how you talk about them.”

“Are you saying this is all my fault?”

“It is, Vel. It’s your fault we’re in here because of you. And I won’t change my mind about that.” He turned his back to her once again. Ever since they had been arrested, it had been nothing but anger between the siblings, bubbling over the tea kettle. Veneer swore that his steam was running out fast around her.

“It’s your fault too! You used the Troll as much as I did!”

Veneer ignored her.

“Veneer, you can’t throw all the blame at me!”

Veneer ignored her again, at least until he heard her stand up and stomp toward him. Right as he flipped around, she grabbed the front of his orange jumpsuit and began to shake him. She bared her teeth in anger at him, shaking him until his neck popped, “You can’t throw all the blame on me, Veneer! That’s just not fair. You used the Trolls just as much as me, so you’re not a perfect saint. Neither were our parents. You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“What do you mean?!”

Metal clanged on metal and the siblings turned around to face the door of the cell. One of the Correctional Guards stood at the door, his baton against the cell bars, clinging back and forth until he had their attention. He glared at the two, though mostly at Velvet—the universal trouble maker. “Behave yourself Velvet, and stop arguing. That or I can extend your banishment from the rec room to the whole week. You wouldn’t want that would you?”

Velvet, still holding onto her brother’s shirt, glared at the officer, debating in her head if this was still worth it. If fighting her brother was worth the only freedom that they got in that joint. The two shared a long eye contact battle before she gave in, letting her brother go after shoving him back into the chair, and returned to her bed. “Whatever,” she snapped before rolling onto her side with her back facing the two.

Veneer adjusted his shirt before looking at the guard, a bit frazzled and his heart racing. Even she got to him sometimes. “Whew…” Saved by the guard.

The guard watched Velvet and when he felt as though she was calm enough, looked to Veneer, the one he really wanted to talk to. He took out his keys from his side pocket and the clanging of the metal made the two perk up. “Veneer, your counselor wants to see you now.”

Velvet immediately interrupted, sitting up, “What about mine? Doesn’t she want to see me?”

“She would, if you would stop destroying her office at every appointment.” He stopped fiddling with the keys and glared at the sister, waiting for her to settle down again. He looked to Veneer and waited for him to approach the bars, as part of the protocol for entering and leaving the cells.

“What for?” Veneer asked, approaching the cell door. “It’s not time for my appointment, is it? I don’t think it would be…” He sounded panicked.

The guard opened the door. Veneer was required to step out and press his back to the wall with his arms out and palms faced down. Veneer was a low threat so only one guard was needed, though at some point Velvet needed four. He quickly locked the door because as expected, Velvet threw herself against the door and grabbed the bars in rage and growled. She even reached down to try and swipe the keys as they were shoved back into a secure pocket. The guard scoffed in her face and turned to Veneer, patting him down. The guard took his shoulder and pulled him in front of him, letting him walk where he could see him.

Patting Veneer’s shoulder, he chuckled, “We really need to get you your own cell, buddy boy. Your sister gives me an ulcer everytime I open her cage. She’s like a dog who’s had everything handed to him, but still darts out the damn door whenever it opens.”

Veneer chuckled nervously, “Yeah…Uh, do you know why my counselor wants to see me? I didn’t do anything bad, did I?” He tried not to panic or ruminate like he used to. Besides, nothing he did was as bad as his sister…Though he honestly still felt as though he was a kid again, being sent to the principal's office, just multiplied by ten and with more consequences.

“I dunno, they don’t tell me anything. She didn’t seem mad, if that makes you feel any better.”

“I think it does.”

Veneer fidgeted his hands on the walk to his counselor’s office, guided by the guard. The guard opened the door and only shut it once Veneer sat across from his counselor. His counselor was a middle-aged blonde Mount Rageous person. She was prim and proper, and despite her strict posture and formalities of speech, she was a caring woman with bright blonde hair and honey amber eyes. Her office space matched the same atmosphere of her person. Everything was neatly arranged. There was a funky splash of red paint on the wall, pictures of cute animals under cheesy motivational quotes. There were also nick nacks scattered across the room. One of them was one of those solar powered bobble heads dancing along to no beat, sitting across from Veneer with a playful catty smile.

Linda greeted him with a warm smile. Veneer was still getting used to having someone like Linda to talk to. She always listened and never interrupted him, like his sister did.

“Dr. Graham…Uh, why am I here?” he asked and the emotions immediately flooded in, trapped within from where he had been dealing with his sister all day. He sunk down into his chair, trying to hide, “I’m in trouble, aren’t I?”

Linda gasped and reached across the table. She knew that Veneer wasn’t a touchy-feely person, so she touched the desk right in front of him instead. “No, no, no, dear! Actually, I have something exciting to share with you.” She waited for Veneer to slide back up into his chair and sit properly.

“What…is it?” Veneer asked hesitantly. He expectedly leaned forward.

Linda bounced, her own excitement showing as she pulled out a folder from her file cabinet. Everything was so perfectly organized that it took no time for her to find anything. “Since our system runs on good behavior, and you’ve been on your best behavior—might I say even better than those who have been here for years—we decided to give you a huge reward. Now, we don’t just give these away to every patient here!” Her hand was on a document, which she pushed across the desk then flipped it so it faced him.

Before him was a blank tan file cabinet folder.

Veneer’s eyebrow raised. “What’s in that?”

“You won’t know until you open it. Go on!” She pulled her hands back and clapped as Veneer reached for the folder. He picked it up and opened it to the first page. He read it and frowned.

Before he could get words out, Linda cheered and clapped her hands some more, “It’s our Pen Pal Program! We like to give these out to our top most behaved patients here. We were quite surprised to see how well you turned out, and how quick and well mannered you were, so don’t take this reward lightly!” She said and took the document back, flipping through the pages, explaining every single one of them until Veneer’s eyes couldn’t keep up with his brain.

“Wait, wait…So I earned this?” he asked and put his hands on the papers, taking them when Linda let go of them. “What do I do with this? How does it work?”

“It’s easy!” Linda began to explain, “You fill out these forms and I scan and put it into the system. After a bit of Beep Booping on the keyboard, the system finds a pen pal that will be suitable for you! The system is surprisingly 95 percent accurate. When a Pen Pal is assigned to you, you receive their first letter and then write a response to them. After that, you basically send letters back and forth to each other. It’s very old school and the only part that technically plays a role is to keep your documents up to hand and sort out who your Pen Pal is!”

Veneer was distracted by the exaggerated hand gestures Linda made as she talked. He shrugged it off and began to flip through the papers, looking at them carefully to make a decision. Having someone new and different to talk to sounded…different.

“If you fill this out right now while I still have you in my office, I should get everything uploaded and submitted within a couple hours.” Her fingers clacked loudly against the keyboard. Then she looked to Veneer and gave him one of her trusting, and warm smiles. “Is that something you’re interested in, Veneer?”

After looking through the last of the papers, Veneer took a second to think it over in his head. It would be nice to have conversations with someone from the outside world, considering he no longer had his parents. For once, he wouldn’t have a conversation centered around how did you get here? How did you get busted? Best of all, he could have someone to communicate with that wasn’t his sister. That was the icing on the cake. That’s what stood out to him the most.

Placing the papers back down on the desk, he looked to Linda with a determined expression. He held out a hand to her, brows knitting together. “Pen, please.”

“That’s it! YAY!” Linda took out a pen from the pen box that was organized by type of pen, colors, and probably even ink levels. Veneer took the pen and began to read everything meticulously and filled out blanks while he glanced over the paper. Linda was quiet, but played calming and relaxing music that she knew Veneer liked to help him focus.

The paperwork didn’t take long, and he finished it in less than thirty minutes. “Can you look it over and make sure I didn’t forget anything?” he asked, sounding timid as he handed the papers over.

Linda took the papers and flicked through the pages at lightning speed. A smile crossed her lips. “It’s perfect, I’ll get everything ready for you and you should get your Pen Pal within a week or two.” She looked at the watch on her wrist. “Woo, look at the time. You have to get back to the cell for quiet time. Your favorite time!” She clasped her hands together. “Veneer, I’m so proud of the growth you’ve gone through these past months. You must have been eager for change before you walked through our doors.”

Veneer blushed at the compliments and rubbed the back of his neck. She wasn’t necessarily wrong. “I’m not used to all these compliments…I don’t think I deserve all this praise.”

Linda shook her head and placed her hand back on Veneer’s spot on the desk, giving him a soft and understanding smile. “Just because your sister made you fight for affections, and do terrible things, doesn’t mean you’re less deserving of love. Remember what we talked about, okay?” She leaned back in her chair. “Also, Veneer?”

“Yeah?”

“I received your report for transferring rooms and approved it,” she answered, watching as Veneer became brighter every second. “We just have to wait for a room to become available, alright? You’re next on the list, I promise.” She nodded her head.

Veneer was disappointed knowing that he had to wait a bit longer, but nonetheless was happy that there was at least one person fighting for him. He nodded his head, determined before standing. “Thank you, Dr. Graham. For everything.” He felt appreciative of the woman, who had gone out of his way to help him become a better person.

A different guard stood outside when Veneer came out of the room, and nodded to the male. Walking in front of him again, he walked all the way back to his room. He felt an anxious pit in his stomach, knowing his sister was there waiting for him and already heard her voice hounding him to tell her everything he discussed with Linda, as she always did. And he didn’t want to do that. Sure enough, his sister was waiting for him with her hands on the bars, and once again the guards had to fight simply to keep Velvet within her cell. It was the same thing everyday, and maybe this Pen Pal program would help change things.

Veneer was tired of this life.

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Wildest Dreams: Part 6

“Can I ask?” Her voice came from your bed, her hands tucked into her sweater and held against her knees as she sat cross-legged. “If you’re just going as friends, why are you putting so much effort into what you’re wearing?”

She was the omega who worked in the library, who spent most of her time with her nose between a book and her head down to remain as invisible as possible. You and she had met when you were pouring over medical books for a distinct and hard-to-diagnose disorder that you were writing a paper on.

She helped you not only find the book you were looking for but also helped you recover your research library code when you forgot it. A friendship was struck weeks before, and she was the first omega you thought of when you asked her for her help. She had come over as soon as she could, agreeing to listen to you as you spilled everything you could within the time you were given.

“I don’t know, I just…” You shrugged and tilted your head while looking at yourself in the reflection of the mirror. “I am irritated with them. I’m angry and I felt abandoned but part of me missed them. A huge part of me missed them, they were my best friends. But then I looked at their Instagrams -“

“-which were all taken with friends. Not their hookups. They told you they were only together right?” You glanced at her through the smooth and reflective surface, watching her as her fingers toyed with a few loose strings on her sweater, her head tucked and her bottom lip trapped between her teeth.

“B, you okay?” You questioned your friend.

You made a point of calling her bunny or B, the nickname she had grown up with in the same way you’d been called Omega Bean. It was a pet name that stuck, something you couldn’t shake and you felt like it suited her well. She was frightened at times, skittish and shy, which in part was one of the reasons behind the cutesy nickname.

Bunny suited her, it was a personification of her personality and you admired that.

“There’s this alpha who’s been coming to the library over and over again. I’ve never seen him before a few weeks ago and I think he might…” She bit down on her lip again, a nervous habit both of you seemed to share. “I mean alphas come through the library all the time, it’s not like there’s a rule that no alphas can come by but-“

“Is he making you uncomfortable? Are you uncomfortable with him being there? Because you can say something.” Your task of choosing what to wear was forgotten and replaced by the conversation with B. You drew yourself back to the bed and sat upon the mattress with her, taking the same position she had to fold your legs under you. There was a brief skiff of silence while she gathered her thoughts and then started unloading what was on her chest and mind.

“He’s a football player and he’s huge. I mean massive like he could squish me with one hand without even trying. He’s intense and when he comes into the library he always finds me, like almost immediately.” She raised her head and drew her hands over her thighs, anxiously rubbing them to clear her skin of any sweat. “I think his name is Ari..?”

“Ari…” Your eyebrows had become furrowed, your lips pursing while you started thinking and recalling any of the players you had seen just an hour or more before.

“He kind of scares me but just because he’s so big. He commented on the necklace I wear, and he wanted to know what the symbol meant.” Your eye dropped to the green jade charm hanging off a gold chain, and further to the charm that was nestled between the jade stone. “I told him that it’s a good luck charm, it’s meant to bring good fortune.”

“It sounds like he likes you like really likes you.” You beamed, excited for her even though your own experience with alphas was temporarily troubling. “B! This is exciting!”

“Do you think he actually does or is he just trying to…have fun?” She tilted her head, drawing her hands from her thighs to the front of her sweater, giving the front a quick tug. “He’s so tall and imposing, but his scent is addictive. Sort of.”

“I think he wants to get to know you, and if he just wanted to have fun and screw around you’d be able to tell. Alpha’s like that seemed to give off those vibes. Do you get those vibes from him?”

“He’s nice, he seems nice anyway.” She tapered off, drawing her gaze back toward the stack of books on your desk haphazardly set on the hard surface. Silence had temporarily come and had been broken again when she spoke and pointed toward one of the dresses you had thrown across the back of your chair.

“You should wear that dress, it’d look good on you.”

The place they wanted to go to was a few blocks off campus, nestled in between a little café and a hobby shop, both of which had been lit by vintage Edison lights centred in the bay windows. You had stopped before entering the diner, taking as much time as you needed to admire all the nicknacks set on shelves in the bay window of the hobby shop, analyzing and admiring the vintage-feeling toys or kits for building handmade items.

You were so enthralled by this place you’d never seen before that you allowed yourself to get distracted which in turn meant your focus was only broken by Steve’s voice. He had peered out of the door of the diner, holding onto the wood with one hand while the other had been busy waving you inside.

“Not ditching are you?” Steve teased when you slipped by him to enter the diner, his eyes following you until you were standing in the entrance.

It was amazing to see the décor of the diner that made you feel as if you were taking a step back in time to the early half of the century. From the entrance on, the entire diner was decorated with vintage lighting and seating, a remodelled early subway car was set in the middle of the place with steely barstools set before a unified table that stretched from one end of the car to the next.

You didn’t know what captivating detail you wanted to hyper-fixate on, it was all mesmerizing and you were rightfully enraptured by it all. When you expected to have dinner as friends, you didn’t think Steve and Bucky would’ve taken you someplace that was so amazing. You had half expected the place to be something ordinary, someplace that wasn’t as captivating as this.

“This is….wow.” The smile that formed on your face had been impossible to negate, and you weren’t aware of how Steve or Bucky were looking at you.

You had been completely oblivious to the feel of his hand on the small of your back and Bucky’s alluring and soft smile that crept on his face. You were oblivious to the two alpha’s, their scents and their reaction to how excited you were about this place. You hadn’t been aware of the way they were looking at you while you studied every inch of this eclectic and aged aesthetic restaurant they’d brought you to.

It was innate and telling, the way they were watching you with fascination, admiration and devotion. If only you could have been a fly on the wall overlooking the three of you then you would’ve been able to see the two alphas in a completely different light. If you could have been omniscient, you would have crumbled.

“This place is amazing.” Your admiration for this place was met with their own and it had bled into the gentle touch of Bucky’s hand resting against yours as he led you to the table.

“Knew you’d like it.” Steve had taken the place across from you in a booth, almost immediately reaching for Bucky’s hand to give it a gentle squeeze.

He tapped his fingertips against Bucky’s knuckles, the soft affection drawing a soft sigh from the alpha next to you. You were unable to stop yourself from turning your head to look at Bucky, your gaze settling over him in studiousness that had felt renewed and invigorated. You’d seen them around campus, you’d seen them at practice and on Instagram, but being so close to him had given you a better look at the beautiful boy.

You’d remained silent when you looked at Steve with the same intensity, your eyes committing every minute detail of his face to memory, not that it hadn’t already been engrained in your mind.

Steve and Bucky were both, easily, the most beautiful alphas you had ever seen, and your composure was slipping every minute you spent with them. Your fight, your internal battle to keep yourself at a distance, was becoming a double-edged sword that would either destroy you or ignite the fire of remembrance.

Were you going to retain your edge and keep them at a distance? Or were you going to give in and let yourself become consumed and overwhelmed by their projected comfort and warmth?

“We’re sorry we had to leave you.” Steve had drawn your attention to himself, the apology that fell from his tongue and lips had settled into your skin, becoming another harrowing crack in your defence. “We didn’t want to leave.”

“We didn’t have a choice.” Bucky leaned into you, his shoulder brushing against yours. “We would’ve never left you, Bean.”

“I know.” You dropped your eyes and chewed the inside of your cheek, the urge to cry hounding you as your chest grew tighter and your eyes had begun to water. “I know you didn’t want to, but it still-“

“I’m sorry, we’re sorry.” Bucky slipped his arm around your shoulders, drawing you against his side with just enough of a physically and emotionally charged catalyst to make you crumble.

Your hands fisted his shirt and your face was hidden in his chest, you had curled up as best as you could while in the booth. There was no end to your tears when you began to break down against him, as angry as you could’ve been, as hurt and bitter as you were, it was nearly impossible to ignore the way your body and hindbrain were screaming for them.

It was impossible to shut off the warmth that surged through you, and the feeling of absolute peace that had inflicted you when you pressed yourself against him. Being pressed against Bucky as you broke down, cried and simpered into his chest, was as natural as breathing. It was as natural and cathartic as your heart beating in your chest or your brain firing off neurons.

“We’re never going to leave you again.” Steve’s whispers had become a vow, his voice echoing a promise while Bucky smoothed down your hair and crooned softly to you while clinging to him. “We are never breaking apart, we’re together again.”

“We’re not leaving you, Omega Bean.”

Your shiver was noticed by both of them, it was impossible to let anything by the now. Their reaction was as closely timed to the second shiver that ran through you, and the weight of Bucky’s jacket across your shoulders produced a soft smile that tugged on your lips.

You slipped your arms through the sleeves of his jacket, and while your hands were obscured by the lengths you had still tightened the front around you. The three of you had left the restaurant a half hour ago and had begun walking back to campus, the idea of taking a cab or Uber was thrown out when you decided to spend more time with them.

“This doesn’t count as a date.” You bit the inside of your cheek, delivering the statement that made both alphas stop and look at you with matching expressions on their face. “I just thought you should know-“

Steve and Bucky had tilted their heads, almost like a set of Labrador puppies interested by the squeak of a toy, and it took all your composure to resist breaking into a grin at their confusion. There were staring at you in silence, every passing beat of quietude making their eyes narrow slightly until you broke and laughed under your breath.

“That’s not funny.” Steve’s lips formed a hard line, the pursing of his lips and the sternness in his voice producing another small laugh from you. “That was mean.”

“It was funny! You should’ve seen the look on your faces!” It felt natural and easy to joke with them as if nothing had come between you and no time had passed. “That’s not funny.”

You mocked Steve and chortled again, beaming when he huffed and rolled his eyes. He was trying, in vain, to hide his smirk or the overcoming surge of this scent that was rooted in excitement for the joking manner between you two. He had looked away to keep his composure, and while he had Bucky had steppe toward you with a small wrapped box.

He had stepped before you and turned over your hand, resting the box against your palm. He had closed your fingers around the wrapping paper. It was crooked and cockeyed with a bunch of tape holding it together, though you were more interested in the tag that had your name scrawled across the width.

“This is for me?” You questioned both of them, gaze flitting from one to the other as you stood beneath a street light. “You didn’t have to get me anything.”

“Omega Bean, baby this is-“ Steve started, letting the endearment slip with a heft exhale and the furrow of his brows.

“-It’s not a courting gift.” Bucky had spoken over him, nervously drumming his fingers against his thighs. “I mean unless-“

“What is it?” You tore the paper from the box with eagerness, ignoring the two nervous alphas in favour of opening their gift and turning over the box.

The object fell into your hand and your fingers closed around the gift to keep it from slipping from your grasp. You tucked the empty box under your arm before you opened your palm and cast your gaze upon the handmade bracelet from daycare. The cheap plastic beads were coloured with Christmas and winter colours, added and strung along a piece of elastic, and in the middle of the bracelet were their initials written on a small wooden bead.

“You still have this?” You immediately slipped the bracelet on your right wrist, turning your wrist to the right and left to admire the beads. “I can’t believe you still have this!”

“It doesn’t have to be-“ Steve had attempted to reiterate his previous statement, not willing or wanting to push you past your limits.

“I love it,” you cut Steve off to step before Bucky, standing on your tippy toes to brush your lips against his in a soft, fleeting kiss, “this is incredible.”

You drew back from Bucky and stepped in front of Steve, led by your instincts and hindbrain. The kiss against his lips was just as soft and fleeting although he had quickly grabbed hold of your waist to prevent you from running. The kiss was deepened, every powerful feeling slamming into you all at once as his lips danced against your own. You were drawn away from him, pushed toward Bucky and his searing kiss that was just as addictive as Steve’s.

“We want to do so much with you.” Bucky leaned his forehead against yours, his eyes closing as he cupped your cheeks and breathed you in. “We missed you so damn much.”

“I missed you too.” You whispered back, your reply soft and tender. “I missed both of you.”

“Bean-“ Bucky had drawn his hand further down your cheek, speaking your nickname with a wavering voice.

“It’s okay, Bucky.” You kissed him softly, again, and then stepped away from him. “I would like a piggyback ride through-“

“Me first.” Steve stole you away from Bucky, crouching down to let you wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. “Back to campus.”

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hi there, I have a milkshake idea for you

Do you know your drawing about vox? with Alastor & Lucifer & adam& Niffty

The way you drew Vox With them reminds me of (Katarina Claes ) from Anime: My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom!

for example

Like Very few people who have genuinely met Vox have not been at the very least intrigued by his personality and behaviors, Even when kidnapped, he got to know his captor and immediately struck up a friendship in a short conversation. he has unintentionally charmed many individuals as a result and finds herself surrounded by friends whom he genuinely cares about and vice-versa.

vox is incredibly simple-minded. Despite being a fan of romance novels, he is utterly oblivious to his friends' close affection towards him, both males and females alike. As a result, he often misinterprets the rivalry of his friends who are vying for his attention, usually making incorrect assumptions.

I borrow Some of the lyrics from fandom.com about (Katarina Claes )

Imagine with me that Vox doesn't want to fall in love again Because when he was alive. Vox was with someone he thought they The One to him But the relationship ended badly To the point that Vox doesn't think he deserves to be in love with anyone else again.

When he died and went to hell And became a overlord In years

And one day vox made a decision that he resigns from his position overlord

And he goes far away with Vark Without anyone knowing

I think Vox just wants to be alone with his pet and live a quiet life

Like having his own island In the sea of hell of Greed Ring

Because It's the only place with oceans, I think.

Vox goes to the Earth lives among humans Disguised in human form while Vark Disguised as a dark blue dog

What do you think would be everyone's reaction if Vox disappeared?

I didn’t realize the resemblance until you mentioned it! I watched the anime to season 2 so I have to catch up.

anyway-

I LOVE THIS IDEA!

Vox would for sure hate the idea of falling in love both the reason you mentioned AND because he half robot!

He thinks that no one wants a half robot TV demon, not when there’s sinners like Angel dust. Even tho it’s not the case

This fear first came when he fall to hell, many sinners was making fun of him and his TV head before he become an overlord! (All of them are now died)

This was Also around the time he meet Alastor, and since Alastor have a high dislike for modern technology, Alastor might have accidentally enhanced the fear

so it would make sense if he absolutely oblivious because of this! Even tho he read countless books about romance, he himself thinks he will never have something like that. ——————

Okay so this is mostly my personal headcanons on how Vox meet Lucifer and Alastor! He met both of them at a Overlord meeting (when he newly became one) And got along with the both of them (because one is the king of hell and the other is a overlord for decades who wouldn’t want to be their friends?)

This is how Vox also meet Niffty! After getting to know Alastor he introduced Niffty to Vox as well as husk!

This is also how Vox gets his technology to other rings and stores a meeting with heaven!

Now am not sure how Vox would have met Adam, but it either meeting Adam when his a sinner (and then somehow not recognizing him) and Vox decide to take him in.

or having a meeting with the angels to discuss getting Voxtech into heaven (what I was talking about earlier) and convince them to make a partnership to not attack the Vee’s, in turn Vox have to sell half of his soul to Adam. And their relationship want from there. ————————-

NOW I ONLY BRING THIS UP SO YOU KNOW WHY THEY REACT THE WAY THEY DO!

Lucifer would immediately know that Vox want to a different ring, a overlord soul is the most noticeable thing, it suddenly disappearing would catch Lucifer attention instantly.

After hurting down Vox, Lucifer would keep the secret both for Vox and for his own personal reasons. And letting the poor overwork demon his vacation.

Alastor would the Second to notice, not seeing Vox in a few weeks which is weird for the TV demon.

At first Alastor thought he liked the idea of Vox not being around, no more insufferable modern technology and annoying pest. But in short time Alastor grow bored and out right frustrated, why is his rival not fighting him?!

he would go to the Vee’s tower to give Vox a lesson only to find out that he left and never come back months ago.

Knowing that Vox couldn’t have died that easily, Alastor started looking all over pride ring for the TV demon, which slowly makes him more worried and anxious about Vox over time.

Vox was the few things that didn’t change much (other than his appearance) which give comfort to Alastor, him suddenly disappearing? Alastor would have meltdown trying to find him. he knows he can’t say much, he himself left for 7 years because of Lilith deal. (He scared that Vox might be in the same situation)

Niffty is on the same boat with Alastor, helping him trying to find Vox. He was the few people who actually is unaffected by her crazy behavior! She doesn’t want to lose him any time soon.

basically Niffty and Alastor would try everything in their power to find Vox and bring him home, they would continue until they find him or Lucifer break the news to them a year later.

Adam would be the most unaffected if we take the partnership route, which I personally think is how they would meet!

at first he would think Vox is late to their monthly meeting, it wouldn’t be the first time. But after a hour he will realize Vox isn’t coming.

he try texting him only to have nothing back and then come back after a month to see a empty meeting room.

he try to give Vox some privacy and saying things like “I don’t care about that demon!” Or “it whatever”

it will take half a year for Adam to snap and try to find Vox. Tracking Where his soul is and try hurting it down. It tome a while for adam break into the other ring and finally meet Vox again.

in total everyone will freak out and hunt him down to the best of their abilities. ——————

sorry if this is super long! I just want on a rant on how they would meet an how they would react to Vox leaving! :)

(also sorry if there’s any mistake I made, I just rushed this to not forget anything)

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IM GOING TO. ramble about an uty headcanon/theory? now SPOILERS

SO THIS is a drawing in Kanako’s room of what appears to be Axis, its meant to be Axis right! (theres an obvious drawing of Dalv too so she’s drawing other characters and we are meant to assume she knows them)

BUT something that sticks out to me is that the heart on Axis’ chest is upside down! (and there are other slight differences too - no gear, lightbulb, or ear things?)

I love the sibling dynamic Axis and Kanako headcanons and drawings they are like my favourite thing, but if Kanako had met Axis 014, how would she get these details wrong?

These could just be errors in memory or artistic ability, she seems very young after all, BUT THAT ANSWER IS WAY LESS FUN THAN RANDOM SPECULATION!!!!!!!

SO. My little headcanon theory is that this drawing is a design that Kanako came up with for a guard robot that Chujin asked her to draw, then he modelled Axis (014 at the least) off of. Kanako is a young monster who wouldn’t know humans had upward facing souls, and only ever seen/known about monsters downward facing souls, so would draw a heart shape that way (then Chujin changed this when building Axis, for some reason)

There is no *proof* for this other than the idea that Kanako is “gifted like her father too” (which is most likely supposed to be referring to the fact they are boss monsters considering the trailed off “she’s a” following), but I like to imagine its also about a creating/art talent since the accompanying picture of Kanako has her painting the mask. Implying to me that Chujin and Kanako could have drawn/created things together and one day the idea of designing a robot (since it was on Chujin’s mind from the steamworks employee reports and letters) came up.

And THAT is where Axis’ (kind of clunky and strange compared to a more sleek and smooth looking robot like guardener that was being built and designed at the same time, showing the capabilities of robot designs) design comes from (this also could explain why the other robot parts in Chujin’s office look a good bit different to how Axis 014 looks).

There is Also nothing to my memory that strictly DISPROVES this, HOWEVER consider this fun value pillar, the fun value pillars in the dark ruins tell the story of the day the integrity human attacked Dalv, Kanako was there, and Chujin sent Axis (014 as we know from his geno route confession and giving exp) after them, killing them accidentally, right?

And it was Dalv (also known to draw, and was attacked by integrity, and is now in the dark ruins) who is the one who drew on these pillars right? So that implies that Dalv saw what happened (most unlikely because Axis followed integrity to Waterfall), heard what happened (unknown from who) or figured out/imagined what happened. In any case it implies that he saw Axis at least once, enough to draw him (even abstractly like this).

I’ve seen the assumption that Axis was there in Snowdin with Chujin, Kanako, and Dalv, (which is fun to think about i think AND matches dalv seeing/knowing axis) BUT in the first Chujin tape where he discusses the event he says no one was there to protect Kanako, which you'd think Axis would be doing if he was there in Snowdin with them.

But where Axis actually was is more ambiguous. In the secret secret tape Chujin says he “should’ve stayed” implying to me that he left the scene to go get Axis from the Steamworks/his office lab basement/wherever, meaning that Dalv couldn’t have seen Axis on that occasion. I also feel like if Axis was in Snowdin it would have been mentioned at some point by someone.

So this scenario doesn’t explain how Dalv saw Axis to be able to draw him. While if Axis WAS in Snowdin that doesnt explain how Kanako would get so many details wrong drawing him, especially if they spent a lot of time/more than one time together.

FURTHERMORE the pacifist route shows that Ceroba and Axis have never seen eachother before either (Chujin also didn’t add Ceroba to Axis’ authorised list by default, implying he didn’t think they’d ever come across eachother?) So if Chujin had Axis and Kanako meet this had to somehow be without Ceroba knowing At All.

(HOWEVER since Ceroba watched Chujin’s tapes she is lying in some way during the pacifist Steamworks because she would have heard the name “Axis” and found out how Chujin got the Integrity soul, so should know more than she lets on about his robotics projects.)

This also implies that Ceroba hasn’t been in Kanako’s room in a long time, maybe even before Kanako fell down, or she would have seen the Axis drawing on the floor. It makes sense that she would avoid Kanako’s room though.

FOR MY FINAL “HOWEVER” I will say that this raises the question of Why the Axis drawing is still on the floor with a pencil, this kind of implies that it might have been the last/most recent thing that Kanako drew, or had gotten out to look at/add too. If Axis 014 is based off the drawing it would be a long time between the Initial drawing -> Chujin builds and codes 014 -> The Snowdin event -> Chujin experiments and falls down -> Kanako falls down -> the events of the game

BUT even between the Snowdin event (the latest time Kanako could have seen Axis, since after that i imagine Chujin would have kept him fully confined to the Steamworks since he was “dangerous”) and the events of the game thats still quite a long time for the drawing to be sat there, so maybe that doesn’t mean much.

THE EXPLANATION I THOUGHT OF MADE ME SO SAD but i have to include this thought, that after the Snowdin event, and especially with Chujin getting very absorbed in his work then starting to fall down, Kanako would have stopped drawing and just left all of her work around her room, and had the Axis one out as it reminded her of Chujin.

ANYWAY i would LOVE to hear what other people think about all this, its very very possible im missing something obvious im a bit silly, if so please tell me haha. Also i love both possibilities of if Axis was in Snowdin or not AND the sibling Axis and Kanako headcanons… the LAST thing i want is to discourage those hc’s they are so cute.

In any case i just think the *concept* of a scientist who wants to perfect his (so far failed) guard robot to protect people, asking his daughter (the monster who he undoubtedly would want to protect most in the world) to design that robot, then getting so lost in his grand pursuit to protect monsterkind that he fails in nearly every way (leaving Kanako at the scene to try and get Axis to apprehend integrity, Axis’ programming messing up leading to him violently killing integrity, leading then to Chujin experimenting on himself and falling down, then the daughter he wanted to protect most falling down the same way because of the work he left behind) REALLY breaks my heart.

#undertale yellow spoilers #axis uty #undertale yellow axis #kanako ketsukane #chujin ketsukane #axis 014 #uty headcanon #ceroba ketsukane #dalv uty #long post

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kiyzeiin · 6 months

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Okay so I love love LOVE the way you draw the monkey d family it FUELS MY SOUL. I’m new to this app and I have lived my whole life thinking nobody drew them due to there being a lack of it but HERE WE ARE!! I absolutely love the luffys mom design and need to know everything about her. May we have a fun fact abt her? (If not that’s cool too)

thank you sm!!! ABSOLUTELY. i love her too. was waiting for someone to ask. this might be a little long.

she acts JUST like luffy. same mannerisms and everything. not as “empty headed” or frivolous but you get the idea. confronting, loud, blunt, selfish to the point where she’s extraordinarily selfless, etc..

samoan-austronesian ofc !!

she’s an international big-time con artist who steals(pirates) from local corrupt, rich leaders of different islands through her sea voyaging. she rarely uses the money for herself, but for the purpose of gifting it to the poor people who really need it. it’s a robin hood allegory. she’s very bright and quick-witted. and beats people up if they deserve it most importantly

traveled usually with friends from her home village and sometimes new people met venturing. unironically, very good wayfinder. she can navigate extremely well even without the help of her best friend, who was their ship’s navigator. she did this for 10+ years. the government wishes she would explode.

garp is more or less angry about this but mostly because her bounty would only continue to rise. meaning it’s dangerous. at that point, he’s like “oi sole !! fine! whatever she can handle herself i guess. it’s not like i can stop her !” it’s so funny to me, he can’t control his kid, his grandkids to come, or his son in law who just so happens to be the most wanted criminal in the world 😭 no one listens to him. i’m sure he feels crazy. most of his aiga are considered criminals.

may or may not be a devil fruit user. probably not tbh.

i figured since oda keeps insisting that luffy looks just like garp when he’s young and when he’s older, i thought yeah exactly ! luffy’s the spitting image of his mum too.

her and dragon met on her island when they were young. i’d say around the age 14-16. when they married many years later, dragon took her last name for reasons iykyk

before they married though, her and dragon went voyaging as well. they did many revolutionary missions/undertakings together. even before dragon named the endeavor a “revolutionary army.” this was the beginning.

dragon developed feelings for her and of course, it took her a long while to realize this.

luffy’s mom knows dadan. she’s an old friend of hers. wink wink. this is why garp is familiar with dadan and trusted luffy (and ace)with her.

i’d like to think(i DO think) they gave luffy over to dadan for safety reasons if we’re being honest. this is why luffy probably never saw his biological mom.

i like to paint luffy with a bit of pink in his eyes, a feature his mom and his grandpa garp, and previous maternal family members inherit. notice how gear 5 has pink-reddish eyes too !

after luffy was born she doesn’t scheme as much. things happened. with her bounty it’s not safe to stay in one place, but she does get to relax in her home village on every good occasion. she kinda has to play hopscotch between islands so they won’t be targeted.

these are just a couple of ideas i had about her. a little might change later but this is how i feel about her (possible) character. AUGHHH i really wish to expand more on this and draw more of her. i do have unfinished drawings of her in my cloud though. im super busy with college rn. i will post more art of the monkey d aiga (family) when i have the time to !!! i’m SO happy you like how i interpret them 💗💗💗

#luffys mom #monkey d dragon #monkey d luffy #monkey d garp #one piece #headcanons #i personally think she’d be cool asf #didn’t really consider herself a pirate until everyone else did cause she doesn’t like labels #high bounty so i guess that equates to pirate #she just does what she does #ask

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this is something that I've been waiting to be able to share for some time! I wanted to post it when I was close to having the guides for dynaswap finished (which I should, very soon <3)

it, quite frankly, changes everything for me.

dynaswap has made jokes about stu and murdoc having sex before [Link], and it's been implied that stu and murdoc were going to start Getting Along phase 4-5 [Link 1, Link 2, Link 3, Link 4], but this is Direct Confirmation that had dynaswap continued stu and murdoc would have been in a romantic relationship phase 5.

I say phase 5 Specifically because of Something Else

this is the full page of a teaser that was released august 7th, 2018 [Link]

this was a few weeks before the official blog came out, so these are Very likely early drafts for what would have been phase 5 (stu's appearance Especially seems to be based more on his appearance in phase 1 than the design they seem to have gone with for phase 4-5.

but this is Also where we finally FINALLY got the uncensored chart for stu's glass eyes [Link]

the red "souk eye" was a gift from murdoc, given to stu in phase 5. both for the obvious reason of It's Name, And because the only images for phase 4 that we have Very Specifically draw stu without any glass eyes at all, going back to having an empty socket [Link 1, Link 2]

it's Also notable because all of those teasers to stu and murdoc's relationship getting Better that the creators posted Show Stu Wearing The Souk Eye. this is clearly Very Significant to them and their relationship, and you notice it Everywhere once you know where to look.

I'll mourn that we'll never know how this happened, how they were supposed to work things out. but I'm so grateful that we Get to know.

these sketches (and several others that I'll be sharing shortly <3) were sourced from a friend who used to be in the dynaswap discord before it was deleted. I trust that they're telling me the truth (I know them personally, and of course we Know the second image is real).

But it's worth noting that we Do have overt proof that the first image was drawn by paleimitatorz.

october 2nd, 2018, they were asked to draw "lovesick murdoc," and in response they posted a colored and slightly edited version of the image in the lower right corner !: [Link]

and something to note here is What makes it edited. All of the images that we have for murdoc phase 4-5 show him with one permanently white eye. which paleimitatorz specifically drew Back In when they colored this sketch.

I don't know if this was done to hide that it was dynaswap or to avoid spoilers, but it Is worth noting that they've posted edited dynaswap images before [Link]

I bring this up for reasons. Firstly that I think this is a slight hint towards what would have happened to murdoc !

his eyes have always gone all white when he's possessed, so there's a lot of Demonic Implications if one of his eyes is now Permanently white. something that I've speculated about Here in regards to a different teaser [Link]

the other reason why I bring it up is because I've taken the liberty of editing it Back to being dynaswap, just for fun.

#gorillaz #dynaswap #dynamic swap au #canon #image #lore #phase 4 #phase 5 #stu #murdoc #2doc #or as they'd say in dynaswap #studoc

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minquiec · 4 months

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A brief intermission as we cut to a bus that has crashed into my life: the bus also known as choso from the Hit Anime And Manga Jujutsu Kaisen

Yyyyyyookkkayyyyy

Yknow the fixation is fixating when you start making ocxccs about it

Off topic but I've actually only ever made two proper ocxcc ships with lore and planning in them (the first being my genshin one and the second being jipunk which was THIS year (had my genshin one for TWO YEARS which is crazy) so the fact I'm making another shows how much this man is affecting my mental state rn

But it also means I still love my other ships very much so 🎉🎉🎉 even if I don't draw it as much cause I can't focus on two things LOLOL

ANYWAYS ONTO THE ACTUAL POST

I said this on my story but the concept was like, a seperate setting bc I'm toooo dumb to understand jjk lore

AND, this is rlly dumb, THE WHOLE REASON BEHIND THIS SHIP IS BC I JUST WANNA CREATE A CHARACTER FOR HIM TO LOVE,,, (CHOSOYUKI IS CUTE BUT I NEED A DIFFERENT VIBE TO SATISFY MY DESIRE TO SEE THIS MAN HAPPY)

but yeah bc of that their dynamic is like

aloof and reserved individual who doesn't quite understand the concept of love outside of the familial one and is actually quite hesitant and shy abt it x a strange but kind person who slowly teaches him the aforementioned concept

Ok so the idea of how it goes is like choso randomly wakes up in a place

And this is highkey spoilers for like the 'endgame' of this but I'm never gonna make an actual plot sooo (plus I need to explain this before I sound insane)

The inspiration is like Elysian Fields (bit obsessed w this recently, I drew a jipunk piece abt this too) and ITS ALL CAUSE OF CHOSOS NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCE IN THE MANGA AND WE'RE ALL FREAKING OUT ABT IT

But yes he wakes up in an unfamiliar field in an unfamiliar place but he's strangely calm about it (dunno why he is but I'll get back to thinking abt it later) but he spots this house in the distance and naturally he goes to it

And so he would meet haruko who's a little strange because she has no last name and isn't bothered by the fact that one. She lives in the middle of absolutely nowhere, and two. That he just shows up

She's even like "oh I haven't had visitors in a long while ☺️"

Aaannnd then cue a slow burn slice of life romance im gonna force them to have bc ASHBBENBKKKRMENJ SLOWBURN AGAGG cause there's no way someone like him is falling at first sight (imo anyways)

(Just a fun fact I fell asleep after writing this part and then woke up again HAHDHS it was 2 am.)

But yeah the situation is literally just the forced proximity trope where it's "oh I have to live with this stranger while I try to understand wtf is going but oh no I appear to have slowly fallen in love"

I just want someone to be nice :(( and kind :(( to him :((((( hold his hand pls and be so nice and gentle w his heart cause he's new at this :((((((((

Thinking abt how it's a slow burn is making me crazy rn cause it means we have a lot of stolen glances AHEGGEFGGG and like getting nervous HHHRGGGGRHH and shyness YYYRYYHGGRHHH and it's mostly all from choso cause I love it when a man falls harder 🔥🔥

Anyways I think that's mostly it for now cause I can't remember what else I wanted to say 🧚

#lorerambles #harucho

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horrorstolemyheart · 2 years

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Cliché

Notes: CLICHE AS FUCK! Hence the title. But I guess that's ok sometimes, definitely has a run of the mill person A and person B like each other but they both never act on it, Yada Yada yada... I know. But I'm in the process of dragging myself out of writers block. Also I hope this isn’t as bad as I think, a mixture of my first time writing for this character, and the fact that I’ve tweaked and re-read this fic so much that I’m starting to hate it a little. And this is the first thing I've written in a while. But I hope that it isn’t too messy lol.

Warnings: Cursing

Pairing(s): Eddie Munson x reader

Every damn time.

His heart skipped a beat when you joined the group of boys at lunch. The smile upon your lips made his face turn a shade of pink, not unnoticed by Jeff and Gareth. He felt a kick to the ankle from under the table and scowled. They were just two of the people who’d been trying to get him to ask you out for ages.

You were funny, smart, and one of the few people who didn’t think he was a freak. Eddie was head over heels.

“Gentlemen.” You greeted with a small bow.

He grinned, “Y/N.”

“Eddie” you always gave him a separate acknowledgement. Unknown to him, your heart also skipped that one beat upon seeing him. It was anything but subtle. Both completely entranced with the other and yet so oblivious to it.

All your friends knew that you and Eddie were smitten from the start. Gareth and Jeff poked fun at the Dungeon Master and he'd scrunch up his face, refusing the onslaught of teases. He wasn't even safe from the freshmen. Dustin, Mike, and Lucas had even had their fun with their fellow Hellfire Club member. You, on the other hand, had Steve and Robin to deal with at work. Both of whom were savvy to your crush on Eddie.

God, it was cliché. Which is probably why you ignored the feelings of attraction, it was a dumb high school crush. You were a senior and this would probably be the year he would graduate as well and then what? You'd both walk across the stage, accept your diplomas, and then maybe see each other a few times after graduation. So you made a promise you’d keep those feelings hidden. The fact that you even got to be friends with the guy was enough for you. Or that’s what you told yourself.

Most lunch periods you brought your sketchbook along. You'd been friends with Johnathan Byers which initially drew the four, now three, younger DnD players to you. And you were happy to turn their imagined scenes into a reality. Nowadays though, it was usually Dustin asking for sketches.

“Y/N! Ok, ok, so I have another request,” Dustin quipped as you pulled your sketchbook out.

“Yes, great artificer.”

Oh, and you were an incredible artist. Another reason the metal head was in love with you. You did wonders in bringing the scenes described to life. You may not have played the game, but as Dungeon Master, he had declared you an honorary Hellfire Club member. His explanation was that seeing the game played may spark some inspiration, obviously this was only part of the reason.

Lunch had flown by quickly. Students began packing up their stuff just before the bell rang, signaling everyone back to their classes. Back to the droning of teachers' lectures and scanning through textbooks.

Dustin glanced over your shoulder at his drawing in progress, which you covered up.

“Ah, ah! Patience is a virtue young man,” you smirk, “I’ll have it to you in a day or two.”

“Alright, alright. I can’t wait, I know it’s gonna be awesome! See ya later , Y/N!” With that the boy ran to catch up with Mike.

You began to place your sketchbook back into your bag, and double checked you had all your effects in order. The seat opposite you creaked as Eddie sat down gently. It was clear he wanted something.

“Alright, spit it out," you inquire, letting out a snicker, "I can tell you wanna say something, you’re terrible at hiding it.”

“I just… wanted to say that I think you’re an amazing artist." Eddie pressed his lips into a thin line.

“Um, thank you. I’m not that good, but that means a lot Eddie,” You turn to face him square on, “But let’s cut the bullshit. What do you want?”

“Bullshit? No, I mean it, Y/N, every word!" anxiously, he fiddles with his rings, "Sooo… I was just wondering…”

You nod for him to go on.

“Well. um, would you possibly… I dunno,” he pauses and a blush begins to grow on his face, “If you would possibly design a tattoo for me?”

It takes a moment to set in, and you have to admit you’re a bit shocked, “R-really?”

Studying his face it was easy to tell the shaggy-haired boy was being serious. Eddie was, afterall, a man of his word. With that you decided to push the envelope a bit. After a moment you stood up as if to leave, catching Eddie off guard. Draping your bag over your shoulder, you tap your chin in mock contemplation over the request.

“Hm, I don’t know. It’ll cost you…” Eddie stood up as well, desperate to hear what you had in mind.

“What? Dustin doesn't have to pay, but I do?”

"No, no. I'm not asking for money. I’ll design you a tattoo," drawing out a pause for effect, all your promises to yourself flew out the window.

"If you take me on a date.”

Those words had spilled out before they could be stopped. Fuck. Desperately you tried to save yourself from further humiliation.

"Shit. Uh, y-you know, that was a joke right? I just, uh… I wanted to...” The act was over before it had begun. How could you be so stupid? The thudding of your heart could be heard in your ears.

Eddie’s eyes widened, "Wait... you really want me to take you on a date?"

"Eddie, please don't fuck with me. Look, just forget it, ok? I don't need anything in return for a drawing." the only thing on your mind was salvaging a possibly ruined friendship.

His face was sympathetic, "Sounded like a win-win situation, if I’m being honest. But, I'd love to take you out, Y/N. I just… never knew if you’d want to go out with me.” It was clear he was just as nervous to admit his feelings as you’d been.

"God, you don’t know how relieved I am. I’ve wanted to go out with you since we met! But it just felt so cliche. I figured it'd probably turn out as one of those situations where you didn't reciprocate and then I would have ruined our friendship and–"

"Y/N. You talk too much."

Eddie’s gaze shifted between you and the exit door. Grabbing your hand, he yanked you along with him.

“C’mon.”

"Eddie, where the hell are you taking me?"

"Uh, on a date?"

"You're gonna skip school to take me out? I thought you wanted to graduate this year?"

"I've been a good boy. I've been coming to school, one day won't stop me."

"Plus," he turns to face you, eyes gleaming, "You are much more important."

You give in, “Mm… fine.”

"Just remember you owe me some new ink for this date, and for making me ditch school,"

This earned him a smack on the arm with the hand currently not being held.

"Oh, haha! More like making me ditch school!" You both try to suppress the giggles as you rush out the exit doors. And all it took was him asking for a drawing. Your friends were not going to let either of you live this down.

#I was so nervous to post this #But this is like the fourth draft of this 😭#Probably not my best work lol #But I hope it's still a cute fun read #Eddie Munson x reader #Stranger Things

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some-stories-for-u · 2 years

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(A breaking heart)

One/Henry/Vecna

Summary: your life has flashed before your eyes for hundreds of years, but your hearts never been broken like this before.

A/N: y’all this one’s a long one

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“Oneeee~” I said as I opened the door to the rainbow room.

“Morning, nine,” He smiled at me.

Yes, I am number Nine. But the truth is that I am older than everyone here… even Papa. How? Well, I don’t really know how… but yeah, I’m immortal. At one point in time I stopped aging. I’d say I am currently around 600 and…something.

“Morning,” I smile back at him. I hear a soft murmur come from behind him. I tilt my head to see the shy face of eleven. Was he talking to her? He had never done so before.

Before I could say anything else, Papa walked in.

“Good Morning everyone!” He said, as I took my place like the rest of us, all in numerical order. “Today we’re going to play a fun game” Papa turned towards seventeen. “Seventeen, please open the door”

“Yes Papa” The little child walked to the door and opened it. We all walked through and then waited for Papa to lead the way. I always hated doing the games or really… any experiments. It was embarrassing for me since I haven’t “developed” any powers yet. The only reason I’m in here is because of the fact that I have some kind of immortal power.

“So how the game works is” Papa was explaining the rules as he drew two circles apart from each other on the ground with chalk. “Two of you will stand in each circle, blindfolded, you must then try to knock the other person out of their circle” once he was done drawing the other circle he stood up tall. “If you do, you win! The final winner will get to spend more time in the rainbow room” That prize immediately got all of us buzzing in anticipation. “Alright let’s start” Papa called three and seventeen up and I immediately felt sorry for the tiny little child.

“You got this” I whispered to seventeen, giving the small kid a reassuring smile. One came over and blindfolded the two of them.

“And go” Papa said. Immediately three blasted seventeen out of the circle and I winced as the little child hit the wall with a loud thud.

‘Was that really necessary…?’ I thought. After seventeen Papa called up the ‘golden boy’…Two. Personally I… hated him. He would always pick on little kids for some reason.

“And go!” Papa started the fight again. Three was doing alright for a second but then two blasted her out of there. After that, Two continued winning all the fights. Soon, Papa even called me up to compete.

“Do I really have to go?” I said as I entered the circle. I don’t have powers, so I don’t understand why I always have to get experimented on too.

“Yes you do” Papa shrugged, “Who knows… maybe this will unleash your potential?” I sighed quietly, shuddering as I remembered all the loud thuds into the wall.

One came over and blindfolded me. As he did so, he swiftly leaned down near my ear.

“Don’t worry. Just breathe.” he smiled, then just as quickly walked away. I took a deep breath at his words and got ready to be blown out of the circle.

“And— go” Papa said.

I held out my hand and tried. I really tried. And for the first time, I could feel a slight tingle in the tips of my fingers. I felt Two’s power on me but… I hadn’t budged yet. My eyes widened when I felt that I had pushed him … it was just a little, but I saw it. This shocked me…I actually moved him…!

But in this shock, I had let my guard down. Two had blown me out of the circle. I winced as I stood up, then took off the blindfold quickly and I went to sit down with the other numbers.

Some of them were giggling, but..

‘What just happened?’ Was all I could think about. Eleven was the last one to go up and all of two’s gang started to laugh. I rolled my eyes and concentrated on the young girl. These last couple of tests she really hadn’t been doing as great as I know she’d done before.

“And— go” Papa said for the last time. Both numbers quickly stuck out their hands and they didn’t budge. Eleven lifted a little but she quickly planted her feet again. My e/c eyes widened in shock. They almost bulged out of my head when Elven threw two back so hard that he shattered the glass mirror behind him. Everyone was silent.

“Very good” Papa actually seemed very pleased… he smiled. No one else dared to make a noise as they saw how quickly two ripped off his blind fold. After that everyone was sent to their rooms while Eleven went to go play.

“Nine” I heard someone say. I turned around quickly trying to see who came into my room. I smiled when I saw One. “You really unleashed some power” He always gave me the best smiles. I always feel encouraged and warm.

“Yeah.. I guess I did” I sat down on my bed and he joined me. We sat in silence for a little, hum looking towards the door, until he spoke to me again.

“I want you to know things are going to be… different, tomorrow.” He put a hand on top of my head, tilting it upwards so I was looking at him. “I want you to stay in your room no matter what you hear. I will excuse you from any experiments, alright?” I was a little confused but I had to admit I was happy. I nodded. “Good” He told me. He then kissed my cheek… I didn’t expect that. He paid no attention at my warm face and got up.

“Will I see you tomorrow?” I asked him before he left. He had a hand on the doorknob.

“We’ll see,” He didn’t even turn back to look at me, but I could hear his smile. He then just walked out. Sometimes I wondered why he even liked me.

The next day I stayed in my room all day as One had told me to do. No one checked on me. No one even seemed to care. I felt a pain in my chest… was a sad that no one would check on me? No… maybe I felt relieved. It didn’t matter.

I heard the clock in my room ticking.. endless ticking that rattled my brain, and then… screams.

I sprinted to my door, about to open it, but then I remembered what One had said.

‘I want you to stay in your room no matter what you hear’… his voice echoed in my head. I paused for a second. But then I heard another scream and I remembered Seventeen…Eleven… all the small children that are being hurt.

“I’m sorry, One.” I whispered as I opened the door. I didn’t even fully step out of the door before I screamed. There was blood splattered on the walls… the worst sight was all the mangled and bloody bodies of my fellow numbers. It was my worst nightmare.

‘What is happening..?’ I thought as I ran down the hall, hands and legs trembling, looking for any kind of life. I ran to the big doors of the rainbow room and pushed them open quickly despite their weight.Looking at the sight inside, I regretted ever leaving my room.

… bodies… all around the room, with their limbs broken, completely mangled… but worst of all…I saw One standing in front of Eleven. She was unharmed, yet stains of blood covered her hospital gown.

“One.. did.. did you do this?” I asked. I couldn’t help the tears that were flooding in my eyes, and the slight stutter in my voice. He looked at me… his bright eyes and smile were gone. He only seemed… disappointed.

“I told you to stay in your room,” And with that, I had my answer. He had done this. And his voice held no remorse. I don’t remember every year if my life. But the sight of him like this… knowing what he’s done… is worse than anything I’ve seen..

I started to cry.. sobbing, mixing up words in the awful sound that was my voice. I ran a hand through my h/c hair before tightly holding onto it.

“It doesn’t matter, Nine. All I need is Eleven… and you,” I let go of my hair and looked at the little girl who began to cry. “What do you say?”

“No…” Elevens little voice spoke up. One gave a disappointed sigh.

“I had hoped… you would say yes,” He titled his head as he looked at her on the ground. Then he took his hand up and lifted her off the ground.

“NO!” I yelled, the adrenaline finally hitting and coursing through my veins as I saw Eleven struggle in the sky. I got myself there as fast as I could. One just used his other hand to slam me against the door with his powers. The sound of me hitting those doors was worse than the experiments had been.

I started to cry again as I slid down the door, landing gently on the floor. My head felt wet… I knew I started bleeding.

“One…you’re breaking my.. my heart” I whispered, my broken voice coming back as I cried.

He didn’t care. He never did. I just sat there and watched as he twisted her arms. I was so useless. No powers, no strength… what was immortality for? It hasn’t helped me once.

Before I blacked out, I was lucky enough to see an image of Eleven get out of his hold. The last thing I remember is Eleven screaming and One… eroding away.

#henry creel #one #one stranger things #vecna #Peter Ballard #stranger things season 4 #fanfic #fanfiction #henry creel x reader #one x reader #vecna x reader #vecna x you #one x you #st4 #001

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