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lvckyyz · 3 months

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Hello, you recently wrote a text about the relationship between Iris's cabin and Hades' cabin. I am a Nemesis and I am curious about the relationship of my cabin with 14 (Iris) and 5 (Ares). It's a bit random (and I hope it's not repetitive) but I found the headcanon really cute! Thanks! :D

“i trust you”

cabin 16 x cabin 14 friendship

nemesis’ children are known for not being afraid to confront other people if they think something is wrong, and sometimes their sincerity can put them into some trouble. unfortunately it is kind of common for cabin 16 to be vandalized or be the target of some pranks as a revenge for whatever they’ve said

but we are talking about the children of the goddess of revenge so don’t expect them to be okay with that. of course they had their revenge planned already, but the other minor gods’ kids tried to call them down.

and when i say “the other minor gods’ kids” it means cabin 14 and 18, but mostly just the iris kids.

iris kids care a lot about harmony and peace, but some of their neighbors, like cabin 16, weren’t exactly the calmest ones. however, they were determined to keep the nemesis’s kids out of trouble.

cabin 14 helped them fix their cabin and that’s when the nemesis’s children started trusting the iris’s kids a little.

their friendship was something that took a long time to develop, and i mean years. there were one of two campers who became friends more quickly but the majority of nemesis’s kids waited until cabin 14 proved to be 100% trustable.

after some time, these two became like siblings. the nemesis’s kids showed a playful and relaxed side of them and the iris’s children showed to not be as naive as people think they are.

they gossip a lot. the iris’s kids usually know everything that happens around chb and of course they’re telling everything to cabin 16.

they like listening to each other’s opinions; their ways of thinking are completely opposites so they usually ask for each other’s advice or thoughts on a particular topic to help them understand different points of view

nemesis’s kids usually aren’t used to physical touch, but the iris’s kids are and they make sure to give them hugs everyday.

cabin 16 is extremely loyal to their friends and want them to be safe. sometimes one of nemesis’s kids checks if cabin 14 is okay before going to sleep.

iris’s children once had to stop their friends from screaming and mr. d when he said something stupid about the minor gods.

the nemesis’s kids want to teach cabin 14 that they don’t have to be nice all the time and that are some people who don’t deserve their kindness.

the iris’s kids want to show cabin 16 that there are still good people in the world that they can actually trust.

they work well together; the two of them have really deep personalities that could work really well together, and that will probably be the kind of friendship where they’re constantly learning something new about themselves.

“i dare you”

cabin 16 x cabin 14 friendship

i think these two would have a kind of playful rivalry, like they’re friends but compete in everything.

they already tried to team up in some games like capture the flag but it didn’t work well, so they started this “who’s the best” thing.

i personally think cabin 5 and 16 got along pretty quickly, some people thought that they’d hate each other but the friendship between them started naturally.

they’d understand their problems, especially if the problem is their parents since nemesis and ares are really strict with their children.

but would never talk about what they’re feeling, they think that’s embarrassing.

i think they’d be the kind to give the other some space or try to distract them from their issues.

cabin 16 is always scolding cabin 5 for bullying others and making them apologize for it.

their little competitions can get a bit dangerous sometimes, the apollo’s kids are already getting tired of them going everyday to the infirmary.

cabin 5 will make cabin 16 listen to their favorite songs

they act like they don’t care but they’re always taking care of each other

cabin 16 convinced cabin 5 to help the new campers to learn how to fight (without bullying little kids in the process)

they’d have some weird jokes that only they understand

they argue a lot about everything but eventually will be back to normal again

the two cabins always sit next to each other during campfires and once cabin 16 got mad at cabin 5 and almost burned them “by accident”

nemesis and ares children would be a good couple👀

⤷ author’s note:

i really hate school. that’s all.

#percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #heros of olympus #pjo hoo toa #pjo imagine #pjo tv show #rick riordan #riordanverse #jason grace #headcanon #cabin 5 #cabin 16 #nemesis #ares pjo #luke castellan #clarisse la rue #nico di angelo

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mystycalypso · 2 months

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Welcome Back to...

"Jack Predicts Stuff for WTRB S2"

Alright, I literally dreamed about this last night, so again, I might sound insane BUT.

I think Beatrix will also be in wtrb.

AND I ACTUALLY THINK I HAVE GOOD EVIDENDCE THIS TIME

Alright, so we can see a very obvious theme through the teasers, actually two that matter here. The golden apple amusement park

And the Guest (using this shot bc I'm 80% sure it's him in the park which works even better)

Now, the series likes to pick and take from the games for its inspiration, and we're getting even more of a hn2 influence with s2. But if you know much about the games (or have listened to me rant about them) Hello Neighbor 2 didn't start as that. It started as Hello Guest.

Hello Guest takes place in the abandoned Golden Apple Amusement park where you play as one of two protagonist security guards being followed by The Guest, Quentin or... you know her, you love her...

BEATRIX!

Now, we know Quentin is going the hn2 route (which we love) but that means there's only one option for the person protecting the park from vandals, rascals, and the Bird Man. (Without them making a new character obviously-) but I mean, look at her, she's an icon, she's beautiful, she's...

sick of the Guest's bullshit!

I'm not saying it's a for sure obviously, especially since the kids are probably breaking into the park during mid-day ish and her and Quentin had the night shift, but it would be kinda cool to see them both.

Also sorry this is kind of a sidenote from while I was rewatching teasers but

That's Trinity's house in the background, isn't it? Are they back in Mr. Peterson's house? Why? Are they following Nicky's da- Quentin? Are they running from/to the cop that guards his house in hn2? Did Nicky for whatever reason go back to try and go back into the basement again? (I would not be surprised in the slightest if that was it) very curious to see

#welcome to raven brooks #hello neighbor welcome to raven brooks #hello neighbor #hello neighbor theory #hello neighbor theories #wtrb predictions #wtrb #hnas #non art post #Beatrix hello neighbor #hello guest #I just wanna see both the pretty hello guest protags #i love them so muuuuuch #she's so pretty with her cat pin and ascot

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spaceyflowerswriting · 2 years

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hihi !! i hope you dont mind but can i request headcanons/drabble prompts with kim joongoo (lookism) ? like the gn!reader having a crush on him when he was in middle school (his age where he saved vasco) and him also having a crush on reader but isnt too obvious with it ^^ tysm! (feel free to ignore/delete this if you're uncomfy!!)

middle school!goo and reader

details: gender neutral reader but written in 2nd pov, general canon au, you and goo are middle schoolers and neighbors

a/n: hello anon~ no worries, this request is fine !! but i wasnt given much about reader so i just vaguely wrote reader as a neighbor to goo, i hope thats okay T_T

i also wrote more than intended and feel like this was a messy oneshot instead of headcanons;; sorry, hopefully this still works for u!!

> 15 or so year old goo, who was free as a bird and felt like he was on top of the world; there was never a fight he couldn't win and all he had his eyes on was money, which he had plenty of thanks to people always asking for his "beat 'em up" services

> and then he got a crush. he didn't acknowledge it for a while though because he really only regarded money and violence as his true loves but yet here you were pulling at his heart strings

> he was unashamedly shallow in starting his attraction because he thought you were good looking, but over time your personality charmed him and that's when he went, "oh, is this what a crush is?"

> was grossed out at the beginning lol like "ew this kind of stuff leads to marriage and all that weird ass adult stuff" which was something he didn't want to think about as a teen; he just wanted to enjoy his youth

> really did his best to just treat you as someone he kind of likes until he was bored watching tv one day as an ad for a romance movie played and he imagined you and him as the main characters

> instant cringe and panic. he began to admit he really did have a crush on you then, but still kept it on the low

> honestly you seemed like a good person and he didn't want to take your kindness for granted. so, he never bothered asking you out because he was actually worried about hurting you if it turned out he wasn't committed. plus, you two were just teens, and he's seen other teens around in their "dumb relationships" that last like 2 weeks and didn't want to deal with that

> for now he was content being your friend. occasionally spoiling you with the money he earned or often visiting your home (usually by breaking and entering your room through a window...) just meant you two were close friends and nothing more

> little did he know, your feelings were mutual! you simply couldn't resist the lovable grin and upbeat personality of the strangely charming boy next door

> the time you spent patching him up when he dropped by with small injuries, the time spent together vandalizing old buildings, him casually and randomly dropping over $500 for something you mentioned liking the other day...

> still, the two of you were just friends. sometimes things felt awkward and you wondered if he had a crush on you, too, but there was just no way with how he acted... right?

BONUS rushed cliche drabble of this scenario but fast forwarded to present time because my brain was on a roll for whatever reason :

Goo Kim was a man who only valued money and enjoyed the violence often needed to obtain it. And that was all he needed to feel satisfied. He never felt empty or lonely, but he did feel like he was missing something in his life. Not in a puzzle piece way because he knew he was complete, but more so an ingredient to make his life even better.

However, this was not something he needed to ponder about. He knew the answer was the neighbor he had as a friend growing up. It honestly confused him how such an ordinary person that happened to live next to his place then could affect him so much. Whatever it was about you that enticed him, he didn't care, he just knew he wanted it.

No, he needed the excitement you gave him; it was a different but similar thrill to the ones being surrounded in blood and riches gave him.

"It's a shame," he muttered aloud, strolling down the fairly empty street as the sun began to set. He really should've tried to find a way to keep in contact with you, but after meeting Gun and getting mixed in with Charles Choi's business, all he felt like he could do was leave with a goodbye. How could he even begin to explain to you what he was going to get involved in?

If only he could see you again. He was more mature now, as hard as that was to believe, and felt he could be the proper partner for you. Not to mention, the fact that he still thought about you to this day meant his feelings for you were more than just a "crush." The commitment and "gross" relationship stuff he didn't want to deal with as a middle schooler then, he was ready for now. Probably.

Goo sighed. Maybe you still lived in his old neighborhood? He hadn't visited it ever since he left, perhaps you still lived in the area. Later this week, he should--

"Goo...?"

Somehow, despite the years and the clear change in it, Goo recognized the voice. When he turned his head to the side, he saw a familiar face standing outside the convenience store nearby. A grin grew on his lips as he walked closer to the figure.

You were as lovely as he remembered.

"Today must be my lucky day," he thought, holding a hand out.

"Hey, it's you. It's been a while, but we should hang out just like we used to. Whaddya say?"

Seeing your eyes light up just at the sight of him still remembering you was enough of an answer to him. Explanations and confessions could come later, all he wanted now was some time with you.

#lookism x reader #goo kim x reader #goo kim #requests #i went so ham on this request 😭😭😭😭😭#sorry if goo is ooc... i tried my best;;#i was trying to write 15 yr old him as immature but not That immature if that makes sense

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m0e-ru · 2 years

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say hello to my dears !!!! fun fact they really were just filler characters for a comic but I really did love them and I couldn't help it <- gave them plot relevance

I used to call them Small and Tall too but now they're Bunnie and Froggie!!!

They're just normal rogue Shadows that follow Mim around is all. They're not hostile nor are really part of the Midnight Crew helping out with station duties. They do have a fondness for the manager and follow them around a lot being recurring characters although Mim themself doesn't give them much thought after all the times they see the two or bump into them. Too busy with other things I guess.

You could say they're Teddie's fans. They were a bit confused why he decided to forget everything and manifest like a teddy bear but when he started working on making a boy inside him and develop his ego enough to traverse the human world, they were really inspired and were infected with his drive. They wanted to go into the human world too, but since they didn't really have an idea how or what they'll be to get there they didn't really manifest a humanoid appearance like Teddie. They did follow through with the mascot look though.

In the end, they became a rabbit and a frog, the people promptly calling them "Bunnie and Froggie (ケロとピョン)" also wondering if they had any relation with the new mascot Junes got. They hang around the central shopping district for obvious reasons and communicate through JSL. Locals think it's an effort to give the shopping district some activity and more foot traffic but nobody really knows who's doing it.

At the same time, a stray dog that hangs around with a crow becomes the talk of the town for a while. People sharing funny pictures of the two animals together making an inside joke to those in Yaso-Inaba. Well... they're the ones behind the cute new mascots in town. In costume, they don't really make a sound besides the squeaking of their footsteps. You might hear a bark or croak, or a strange gutteral sound. Like that of a Shadow. Everyone thinks it's a funny quirk though.

Bunnie opens up like a coin purse with two large zippers as its ears. Some part of Froggie's headpiece acts as a whiteboard where it uses a marker to draw its expressions. Children would ask to be carried up or Froggie crouches down to write on its face sometimes, it doesn't mind.

They don't really mean to advertise anything, although they'll be seen standing outside of establishments curious of the business itself. People curious of the new mascots would pass by, take pictures, and business would boom for a little while with the nearby establishments so the folks, especially business owners, don't mind. Some end up making them wear signs while walking around.

Mitsuo's school has JSL classes and offers special summer programs too. Mitsuo had to take these upon transferring for extra credit and had them with the Konishi siblings. They're neighbors too so they'd be a bit well acquainted. Mitsuo does go out and gets annoyed by the new mascots making the place noisy while Naoki apologizes on his behalf for vandalizing Froggie's face.

The IT don't really relate the new mascots with Shadows from the TV world like Teddie. Kanji says their designs are different from his, like they're made by a different person. They're on board with the idea that they're mimicking Junes and Teddie... or... they've been planning this way long ago. Although they start having second thoughts when they hear squeaking in the TV world that isn't Teddie's. They brush it off quickly since they aren't making much trouble. The thought of Shadows leaving the TV world and linger in the human world is still concerning, though.

Teddie doesn't know about his "fans" but it does make him proud. He still keeps his pride when Kanji talks about how he was allowed to feel how fluffy and well made they are. okay bear.

Bunnie and Froggie do care about Mim, it's just that they're not waterproof enough to see them in rainy weather and they'd rather explore the human world and watch the manager work as the manager in the TV world. Mim is aware they're in the human world like Teddie so they end up observing them too, but they still don't get closer to them.

While they do traverse the TV world in their new forms, they end up rotating among the three. Midnight TV Station mascots..? I thought they were the central shopping district's mascots... A dog and a crow loose in the enclosure of TV studios is a funny thought. Rise would never be close enough to see the xray of a dog in a rabbit costume and a crow in a frog costume. There wouldn't even be an xray at all, actually.

The two are still more comfortable in their normal Shadow forms though. Dragging themselves along with their peers, but still hiding behind the set's walls when a fight breaks out with the Truth Seekers again. They occasionally do gaffer work here and there at this point, wanting to be a part of something.

more gsaslau plot i should introduce context to ummm Froggie picking up a broadcast camera is umm say late November a bit after Nanako and Namatame are rescued. After Mim took everyone's memories of them Bunnie and Froggie try to get them on the Midnight Channel to help them remember somewhat. The broadcast is cut short when it's fried with lightning though.

they end up become the Kusumi Household pets too I think it'd be nice they'd be official central shopping district mascots one day too

#persona 4 spoilers #persona 4 #arttag #p4 #boot.tingting #gsa sl au #🐰🐸#// SORRY FOR MY SHITTY JSL sorry for the hands i really am #// take a shot everytime i say though HAHA #// THEY ARE SO IMPORTANT TO ME !!!! cute plot devices THEYRE SO SIGNIFICANT TO PLOT

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bardic-tales · 2 years

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Happy STS!

We all have a breaking point, so ... What would it take for your heroes to turn into villians? Or alternatively, what would it take for your villians to turn into heroes?

(if you don't have them then just protagonists / antagonists work too!)

@bloodlessheirbyjacques 🙌💕

Hello. Happy STS. I hope you're having a wonderful day.

I'll answer this for the antagonists of my three WIP: Cold as Ice, Flight of the Dragon, and Pale Fire.

I try to write my villains as realistic as possible and give them a believable motive to act the way that they do. For example, with Ellarian Jhaer, the antagonist of Flight of the Dragon, it is because she had a harsh life that never relented.

Ellarian Jhaer of Flight of the Dragon is the High Seer of the Cult of the Old Gods and a dabbler in Blood Magick. Her fate is what would befall Alystin Torrath if the Cult are able to capture her from her foster family and Brennan Draig.

Ellarian's fate could be reverse if events did not happen to her or if someone would offer some solace. She sees the world as chaotic and doesn't think that it should exist. Jhaer often feels wounded, deprived, and wronged by those she should have been able to trust.

cw: murder. tortured.

Jhaer was sold off at a young age by her father. She murdered her master, returned to her father's village, and burn it to the ground. She would be seen naked by people from a neighboring village just staring into the flames.

Sometime later, she was captured by an Enethian cult, tortured, and blinded by blood magick. Afterward, she was forced to read a tome. It was there that the Endless Hunger would speak to her from the Death Plane.

She would need to find a person that she could care about. As Jhaer is asexual, this would have to be a friend or even a child that would remind her of herself. This person would need to be in danger of experiencing what Ellarian had when she was younger.

Then, there is the whole talking to the Endless Hunger. She would need to find a way to break free from their grasps, and as they are ancient transdimensional beings, the results of that happening are slim.

Jackson Achille Gerard Francois Vasser of Pale Fire was once a caring and devoted foster father. He would dine with Anabelle Vasser and Alphonse, the boy she was betrothed to at a young age in their southern estate in the Olessan Empire.

One of the Shadow Council's allies was having their shop vandalize. Alphonse and Jackson left to investigate, and Anabelle was left behind as she had lessons from her tutor that day.

cw: death

The carriage got into an accident after the oxen and carriage slammed into the back of another one. Alphonse ended up passing away upon impact. Jackson bounced around and ended up hitting his head hard enough on the carriage wall. He also cut his leg.

Jackson went a dramatic change in personality and developed a noticeable limp.

For him to be a semi-likable protagonist, he would need to have a similar accident, but even then, that might not work. There is no therapy in Arathea, at least not in the time of Flight of the Dragon, Cold as Ice, and Pale Fire.

Niccolo Napoli of Cold as Ice has symptoms of the Dark Triad, a buzzword that refers to narcissism, Machiavellianism, and psychopathy. He is very selfish, lacking empathy, and is hypersensitive to criticism. He also is duplicitous, manipulates, and lacks emotions and morality.

As it stands, he thinks that what he is trying to oust the current royal family and install his own, thinking he is the best for the future of the Olessan Empire.

What would it take for him to turn into a semi-likable protagonist? He would have to have an earth-shattering experience that would change his entire personality. This could be a divine intervention of the gods to show him where his path would take him or an accident that would shift his personality, much like Jackson had.

#cw: murder #cw: torture #cw: death #oc: ellarian jhaer #oc: jackson vasser #oc: niccolo napoli #wip: flight of the dragon #wip: cold as ice #wip: pale fire

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A masterfully told true story, perfect for fans of Say Nothing and Furious Hours: a brutal murder in a small Nova Scotia fishing community raises urgent questions of right and wrong, and even the very nature of good and evil. In his riveting and meticulously reported final book, Silver Donald Cameron offers a stunning, intricate narrative about a notorious killing and its devastating repercussions. Cameron?s searing, utterly gripping story about one small community raises a disturbing question: Are there times when taking the law into your own hands is not only understandable but the responsible thing to do? In June 2013, three upstanding citizens of a small town on Cape Breton Island murdered their neighbor, Phillip Boudreau, at sea. While out checking their lobster traps, two Landry cousins and skipper Dwayne Samson saw Boudreau in his boat, the Midnight Slider, about to vandalize their lobster traps. Like so many times before, the small-time criminal was about to cost them

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schneeblyjuice · 2 years

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farfetched hc for the sillies :

all (and i mean all) the vandals are hat man's sons

#hello neighbor fanart #hello neighbor #hello guest #hello neighbor 2 #man in the hat #hello neighbor vandals

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normandarby · 3 years

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1. Quentin is gonna slaughter the vandal for almost causing him heart attack the night before

2. The vandal's got in front of him in the line, but he won't say him anything.

You decide

#meme #hello neighbor #hello neighbor 2 #hello guest #quentin #vandal #ike gershowitz #ike quentin cornelius gershowitz

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loodgack · 2 years

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HG second anniversary

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christh3cat · 4 years

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Hello neighbor 2

My style

#Hello neighbor 2 #Hello guest #Quentin #Man in the hat #Vandal #Imbir

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youkaiyume · 3 years

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WHY HELLO it’s been a while since I gave you a thrilling TOXIC NEIGHBOR UPDATE!!!

Asshat has been relatively quiet since he apologized to me a couple of months ago and we’ve even said friendly greetings once in a while but he has banged on the walls sometimes when I scrape a chair on the kitchen or something in the past month so I was sensing a bit of a backslide.

But!!! LAST NIGHT! Totally unprovoked, Asshat once again started to throw a huge tantrum, slamming doors screaming. I was working so I wasn’t really paying attention but Yuki and Tim texted me and asked if I was okay cuz he’s acting crazy. Both of us have been quiet all day and we haven’t interacted with him lately so we couldn’t figure out what’s got him all in a tizzy NOW.

Much more under the cut...

We thought he was yelling at his wife cuz he was talking to SOMEONE. And then he kept loudly exiting and entering the house to go to his van and then angrily left. I thought that was the end of that weird episode... UNTIL he came back five minutes later and immediately a car alarm was heard. I park right next to asshat for assigned parking so the first thing I thought was oh no, he vandalized my car. But I was too scared to go outside and check!! I told Tim and Yuki to check their front door camera that they had installed since their last incident and to their surprise he was cussing and trying to call them outside, flipping off their camera.

He was ranting and raving, telling them that they can’t put cameras in his house HE CHECKED THE WHOLE HOUSE HAHA nice try also that’s illegal--just being paranoid that they were SPYING on him and telling them to call the cops on him all they want they can’t do anything about him.

Yuki and Tim suspect it might also be their car that he vandalized cuz Yuki revealed that every time she parks in the visitor parking in the front that’s close to their unit Asshat will touch her car and fold in her side mirrors in a petty move cuz he usually parks in those spaces (he acts like he owns those parking spaces. anyone can park there) to try to get them to come outside but they also wouldn’t leave their house and their children are now scared. Yuki then proceeded to call the cops.

When I saw the police parked outside, I quickly ran to check on my car cuz I didn’t think he’d try anything while they were there talking to him. Luckily there was no damage to my own car but I still moved it to the visitor parking in the back cuz no way I was going to be parked next to the crazy guy for the rest of the night. I couldn’t see anything on Yuki’s car tho, it was too dark. I told them they should have also checked because if there was damage the cops are already there and they could officially document vandalism and proof of violence towards their persons but they didn’t think to cuz they were too scared to check and also didn’t really care about their beat up car.

While I was walking back to my unit I could see that Asshat had ALL the lights turned on in his house--super unusual, his house is always dark as hell except for the single glow of a TV. And there was a loud humming noise like he was running some kind of fan or a vacuum. Super weird.

But Yuki and Tim called me for an update once the Cops left and told me that when they had knocked on his door and asked to come inside he had made up some lie that he was cleaning up after his Dogs who pooped in the house and that’s why they can’t come inside. The police kept telling him that he can’t harass the neighbors which he denied but... you know, there’s security camera recordings proof. Unfortunately the most they could do was warn him cuz unless he physically did something illegal or harmed them they couldn’t do anything. (which is why it’s so frustrating that they didn’t think to have the police also check on their car!!!)

The police DID tell Yuki and Tim that Asshat has had prior arrests and been in Jail before (also for domestic abuse so he IS in fact abusing his wife haha), and that there’s been multiple reports from other neighbors long before they had moved in. They said to just keep collecting evidence now that they have the front door cam so it will make it easier to catch him and to just call them again if anything happened.

I really think they should consider getting a car camera especially if they KNOW that he messes with their car a lot. But anyway, I thought that was the end of it. But!! He kept on banging and shouting, STILL cussing and doing obscene gestures to their camera. LONG after the police left. Like, you’d think he’d calm the fuck down after getting in trouble but nope. I could just hear and feel all the rumblings beneath my feet and I wasn’t doing anything to provoke it, I was just lying in bed. Trying to fucking sleep. If he had kept it up past 11 pm I was going to call the cops again. Fortunately (or not) he stopped RIGHT before 11 as if he knew we would complain again.

But now!! I am back to not knowing if he’s back to just being hateful towards everyone including me or not. And really it was completely unprovoked, it was a very peaceful and quiet couple of months until BAM out of nowhere. I’m so tired.

#toxic neighbor #toxic neighbor feud #text post #personal #he's a ticking time bomb

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norcumii · 3 years

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...oh thanks, Tumblr, it wasn’t like I was trying to answer that ask or anything. -_-

OHKAY. Take two! For this trope mashup meme, @dogmatix asked:

Rex/Obi or pairing/characters of choice - Apocalyse AU / Mermaid/Siren AU / Aroused by their voice

This modern!AU got a liiiiiittle bit more absurdist than planned, but NO REGRETS. Assistance was provided by @dharmaavocado and @deadcatwithaflamethrower -- THANK YOU BOTH!

*****

There was a lovely breeze coming in across the ocean, the sky had just enough puffy white clouds to keep things interesting, and Rex was taking a maintenance day. The last family group of tourists to charter a day trip had included several children that were at least two parts sticky and three parts grime. His poor Vigilance needed a serious scrub down, and Rex was not looking forward to restocking. Small Grubby Fiend 1 had stumbled – supposedly due to a sudden swell, but more likely because Small Grubby Fiends 2 and 3 hadn’t stopped ‘not kicking’ each other for way too long. Not being an entire idiot, Rex has gone right for the band-aids with cartoon characters, but since it wasn’t a cartoon Small Grubby Fiend 1 liked, that meant another – until all three Small Grubby Fiends had been plastered with far more of his first aid kit than was good for anyone.

It had been a long day.

So there he was, untangling life-vests that hadn’t even been used, while singing along with whatever music was playing from the boat’s speakers. Rex wasn’t sure if the music was pop, rock, or some other unholy category he’d never heard of, but thankfully it didn’t matter. He liked it, and could figure out which of Tup’s mix tapes it was on, which was the important thing.

Tup always made hilarious offended noises when Rex called them mix tapes, which was a significant reason why he did so. They were music folders, sensibly labeled by mood, because his little brother had realized at some point that was the only way to keep Rex up to date on anything past the 90’s grunge music.

Tup’s accusation, not his. Rex damn well knew how to use a radio – several kinds of radio, thank you very much.

He was several songs into mind-numbing chores when he spotted a flash of red streaking under the dock, and Rex ducked his head to hide a grin. He’d started spotting movement like that a couple of weeks ago, around the time the neighbors descended on their beach house. There were several ginger teenagers, so he figured one of them was a hell of a water rat who had damn odd taste in music.

To be fair, so did he.

It’d been weird at first, realizing he had an audience that disappeared the moment he acknowledged their existence. But the most he heard or saw out of them beyond the momentary glimpse was a bit of percussion, someone drumming in time against the water – and once, the dock itself – so Rex had shrugged and accepted their presence. It was kinda nice, actually, just to have someone around. He lived a ways off the end of a long, sparsely populated road, and while he didn’t mind the solitude, sometimes you just wanted another–

Rex’s train of thought went off the rails with a loud yelp as he discovered something slimy stuck to the back of a life-vest. It might have been edible once – it was a shade of radioactive green he didn’t associate with anything other than candy or video games, at least, so that was his best guess. Much as he wanted to blame the Small Grubby Fiends, he hadn’t done more than a spot check of these vests for awhile – could’ve been anyone.

Ugh. At least unlike some clients he could name, Rex’s eavesdropper wasn’t vandalizing anything. Wasn’t about to begrudge that.

Rex had managed to get most of the neon green grossness cleared when the rumble of an approaching car caught his attention. He wasn’t expecting visitors, not that that had ever stopped any of his brothers. Lost delivery drivers usually turned around before hitting up the driveway, which was long enough and had enough private property signs to keep out idiots looking for easy water access.

“Who the hell is this?” he muttered, setting the vest aside. He didn’t recognize the little black car, or the burly guy stepping out of the passenger’s side, but the guy waved and casually started towards Rex as if he knew who the hell he was.

Not reassuring, especially since the stranger rapped the car’s roof, and it headed back up the driveway.

“You seem lost,” Rex said, standing up and trying to look just the right level of intimidating.

“Nope,” the guy said back, still heading towards him. “Need your boat.”

“That’s work related – you need to wait till I’m back at the marina tomorrow. I’m at home, it’s my day off.”

Burly guy finally stopped, planting his hands on his hips – a move which just happened to part the jacket of his cheap suit enough that Rex could see the gun he carried. “I don’t think you understand, Mr. Fett. I don't want any trouble – I just want you to head inside, and take that day off while I borrow your boat.”

Oh, FUCK. Nobody really talked about how the mob owned most of the marinas in Tatooine Bay, but you didn’t need to declare water was wet to get drenched in the rain. It just wasn’t something that ever happened to someone you knew, just friends of friends or something.

“And if I don’t agree?” he couldn’t keep from asking.

Burly Guy had a surprisingly expressive shrug. “Most people don’t enjoy pushing their luck that far.”

To his credit, it was a remarkably polite threat. “I’m surprised anyone ever does.”

“Eh, every now and then there’s some freaky masochist looking for cheap thrills, but it ain’t my kink. Don’t think it’s yours, either, so if you’d just head inside, that’d be appreciated.”

The smart move was probably to comply. Rex wasn’t inclined to cooperate anyways. He was saved from making either bad decision by...sound.

It didn’t register as singing – there was something too off about it, a combination that wasn’t quite autotune, or that polyphonic singing Echo had gotten into when Fives got obsessed with the guitar. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t right in a way that was madly distracting.

The...singing? – pulled both Rex and the goon around towards the end of the dock, and if Rex hadn’t been so muzzy-headed from that sound he would have been gaping much more blatantly.

There was someone slipping out from under the dock, and it was most definitely not one of the neighbors.

It was a trim, shirtless figure in the water – ginger indeed, short red hair just dry enough to be messy spikes. Pale skin was freckled in scales of shimmering reds, protective lines over what would be vulnerable areas on a human. It swam close enough to the surface that Rex could see the sleek fins and tail, and part of his brain kept screaming ‘mermaid!’ while the rest took in the long, sharp claws on webbed hands and whispered ‘predator.’ Its singing showed sharply pointed teeth, and it should not have been nearly that gorgeous.

The mermaid glanced over at him, eyes a deep blue-on-blue that could never masquerade as human, flicking a look up and down him that could have been flattering or terrifying – it all depended on if that was measuring him for a meal euphemistically or not.

The singing changed as the creature turned its attention back to the goon, and the magnetic pull on Rex lessened. He staggered back a step, not too surprised to find he was halfway down the dock without noticing. The hazy feeling in his brain stopped, or at least dropped down to levels that were close enough to normal, so he got a clear view as the goon started walking into the water, oblivious to everything except the mer-siren-thing he was shambling towards.

The siren moved when the goon was almost waist deep in the water, flowing forward to delicately place a hand at the goon’s throat. The singing continued, but now there was a new undertone, soft and somehow questioning. Rex couldn’t tell if there were words to it or not – maybe a whole other language for all he knew – but the goon responded, voice soft enough that he couldn’t make out what was said.

Whatever he said, it didn’t please the siren. It kept singing, but it snarled, showing more of those pointed teeth, then it twisted and dove, hauling the unresisting goon under the water.

A terrifying few moments more, and the last hums of the song seemed to stop vibrating through the water.

“What the absolute fuck?” Rex said numbly. Thank everything, no one answered.

A smart man would’ve hidden inside, or driven off to a movie theater or something – inland and away. Rex wasn’t sure why he stayed: curiosity – morbid or otherwise – shock, or a healthy disbelief in the whole debacle. He was maybe a bit too numb to not have some kind of shock, but –

He felt like he maybe deserved it. “Yeah, I can have a bit of shock,” Rex muttered to himself. “As a treat.”

Okay, he might have more than a bit. But by the time the siren poked his head out of the water again – politely out of arms’ reach – Rex had calmed down a decent degree. They just looked at each other for a bit, then the siren gave him a polite nod.

“Hello there,” he said in a pleasant, deep voice with a hell of an accent.

Rex held up a hand, needing a moment. Of fucking course the British even colonized under the goddamned sea. “Hi. You speak English.” It wasn’t quite the most inane thing he could’ve said, but his brain hadn’t managed to catch up yet.

He was talking to a goddamned mermaid who had just kidnapped and possibly eaten some mob thug who’d been trying to take Rex’s boat. It had been a day.

“You’re not the first land-dweller I’ve made the acquaintance of.”

Rex absolutely refused to make any kind of a crack about being charmed. There was too much hysteria lurking in there. “Speaking of acquaintances, you didn’t, ah, kill that guy, did you?”

The siren’s lips pulled back from his teeth a little. “I still haven’t decided what to do with him, so right now he’s out of the way.” He must’ve seen something impressive in Rex’s expression, because the angry disdain smoothed over to something more neutral. “He’s stashed in a cave I know. Enough air to breathe, but the only entrance is underwater and too far for most humans to swim without assistance.”

That was...a lot. “Thanks for the help.”

The siren smiled, an oddly sweet, bashful expression. “I’d be a very poor guest if I didn’t assist.” He cleared his throat, his expression going awkward. “Though I...suppose ‘guest’ is a bit presumptive.”

Rex grinned. “No, I spotted you a couple weeks ago – ah, I mean, sort of.” Before he could make more a hash of that, he cleared his throat. “The name’s Rex.”

The siren folded his hands together and did a little bow thing. “Obi-Wan. Pleasure to meet you.”

He wasn’t blushing. He absolutely was not blushing. “So...you in town for long?” Ok, now he was blushing, that was worst subject change ever meeting worst fishing attempt – meeting worst and wildly inappropriate pun.

Obi-Wan’s expression fell, sorrow way too visible in those non-human eyes. “I suppose you could say that. I...no longer have a home to return to.”

Definitely not a topic to change to. Right. Rex cleared his throat and shifted. “Well. You’re welcome anytime, for what that’s worth.”

The slow-growing smile didn’t remove that sorrow, but it did kindle something warm inside. This was at least three different kinds of trouble, but Rex didn’t think he’d regret any of it.

~end

#star wars #My writing #meme #trope mashup #Rex/Obi #mermaid #dogmatix #still not thrilled with how it wraps but it's certainly not the worst fic ending I've read recently #oh I'm still salty #whoops?#meanwhile there's several lines in here i adore more than is reasonable #AND I DON'T CARE

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lokilickedme · 3 years

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Somebody help me chill, this is insane.

(under the cut because long and also pretty traumatic, for me at least)

Crazy neighbor, remember her? Her son destroyed a piece of equipment we had attached to one of our trees at the fenceline last week, she denied it and called us insane liars - that’s the most recent craziness in the ongoing saga of the neighbor from hell. I was sitting here reading my dash tonight and happened to glance over at the monitor for the surveillance camera husband got me the other day to watch that exact spot (where the equipment was smashed) and guess who I see bent over looking through the fence peering very closely at that exact spot? Neighbor’s equally insane son, who we know did the actual dirty work. And I, stupid like I am, took a screenshot of him and then immediately jumped up and ran outside in the dark in my pajamas (nearly 9pm, pitch black, their porch light is off because obviously they’re doing something they don’t want to be seen doing) and I ask “Excuse me, what are you doing?”

This lunatic immediately starts SCREAMING at me - I mean top of his lungs SCREAMING abusive threats, calling me a stupid psycho whore bitch, yelling at me to get my ass back in my house and generally just acting completely off his rocker unhinged nuts - and then his mother comes out and comes over to the fence and gets in my face while I’m just standing there and tells me to mind my own business. I say I am minding my business, I saw him looking through the fence at my property right where we had vandalism happen last week so I came out to find out why he’s interested in my property. She laughed in my face and said “No he wasn’t, he was standing right here looking at his phone like this” and she does this little pantomine of someone looking at their phone, which is funny because she wasn’t out there when he was doing it and there are no windows on that side of her house at all. I ignored her and asked “What are you looking for?” He kept screaming incoherent animal noises and insults from behind her so I asked again, “What are you looking for?” And that crazy woman grinned at me and said “We’re just looking to see what kind of new devices you’ve installed!”

OMG. She didn’t even take a breath in between lying and then contradicting her own lie. And she’s grinning smugly at me the entire time, gesturing around pointing at our property cams and mosquito light (it flashes and apparently she thinks it’s watching her) and my bedroom window - which means she’s been snooping. There is a cam sitting in my windowsill, aimed at the spot where the device was smashed. Every bit of this equipment is on our property, some of it behind a privacy fence. I tell her it’s none of her business what kind of devices we’ve got on our property, but she just yammers over me, and of course numbskull is still ranting like a psycho behind her, screaming at me to mind my own business and get back in my house and leave them alone. At this point he’s pulled out his phone and shoved it over her shoulder toward my face and is recording me, which is just...fucking hilarious...because I’m literally doing nothing but standing there in shock and awe at how nuts these people are, and he’s still screaming abusive curses and names at me while he’s recording.

Anyway, for about 4.5 minutes we stood there with them shouting over me (I know the exact time because it was later discovered that our doorbell cam recorded audio of the entire event) and a little ways into it he screams “I WILL TEAR YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!!”

At this point psycho woman finally turns around and says “Addison Case!” and pushes him back. He lunges at me and she tells him to go call the police (??what?? I mean...I wish he had...my phone was in my hand frozen solid, locked up because of the glitchy surveillance app I had to install to see the camera, or else I would have called them myself - but my god they really thought I was the one the cops needed to come for??). Meanwhile I’m just standing there on my own property in the dark in my pajamas, all 5 feet and 120 lbs of me, while this rabid animal - he’s a 21 year old college boy - is lunging at me and screaming nonstop, calling me a fucking whore bitch loud enough for the entire neighborhood to hear it while his phone’s camera light is in my face blinding me. Crazy lady smiles that smug shit eating grin of hers and tells me to get back in my house, leave her alone, and move the hell away so she can live in peace.

Wow. Just...holy shit.

This is the person who has allowed her dog to attack my very small 8 year old son on our property and send him to the hospital with injuries last year, then attempt to attack him again 2 weeks ago (he is now 9 at the time of the second attack) - again on our own property (in our back yard this time, in our front yard the first time), has allowed her dogs (multiple) to bark all night long and keep us awake (she leaves them outside and then goes away for the weekend and they bark the entire time she’s gone), then she had her crazy violent son destroy the BarkBox we put in our tree on our side of the fence last week (we put it up as a humane way to get the barking to stop without having to listen to her call us insane liars every time we complain about it). Yet...she kept repeating over and over and over for us to leave her alone and stop harassing her.

All I could even do was stand there shaking my head. It was surreal. And frustrating, because they wouldn’t even let me get a word out without screaming over me, and she was doing that infuriating Karen thing where they shove their hand at your face and grin smugly while they’re telling you what you better do or they’ll call someone to make you.

I actually started laughing, it was so ludicrous. She’s committed all those vile offenses against us and we’re the ones that need to leave her alone. We’ve had to file four police reports against her and we’re the ones that are making her life miserable. I just can’t stop thinking about that Liar Liar movie where the repeat offender keeps calling his lawyer to complain that the cops won’t stop arresting him and the lawyer finally yells THEN STOP BREAKING THE LAW ASSHOLE!!

It’s just like that. My god.

SO -

She tells him to call the police again, and this limp dick shoves that phone light right up to my face and says “You think she’s worth calling the cops over? Look at her, she don’t look worth it to me.” And bitch starts laughing. My god, these people are subhuman, I swear. I’ve never seen anyone act like this in my life, over a person doing literally nothing to them.

So she finally orders her rabid son (who is just about foaming at the mouth, I swear he’s making these barking animal noises at me, it’s weird as hell) into the house and they walk away, with him still ranting like a madman until the door closes behind them. I immediately go inside my own house and call my husband, who was way out at the back of our property in our camper (he self quarantines each day after work out there to protect us because there have been a lot of covid cases at his workplace) and he didn’t know anything was happening. He immediately runs up to the house and I tell him I caught neighbor’s thug son messing around at our fence and that when I went out he threatened to kill me.

Tom grabs something - I don’t even know what it was, I think it was this piece of board that was sitting by the door, we’ve done a shelving project recently and a couple of leftover pieces have been there for a few days - and he stalks outside toward neighbor’s house. I hear him yell COME OUT HERE BOY!!! and I stg you guys, if I wasn’t on the phone calling 911 I might have thought about getting naked right there and then because damn.

So anyway, let’s not go there. This is serious by god lol (look for this to show up in a fic soon though because material like this doesn’t get handed to you for free every day).

I call 911 and say the neighbor’s son just threatened my life and for them to come quick because he’s still over there but I know he’s going to leave any second (this is his mom’s M.O, the two times the police have tried to go talk to her she gets in her car and leaves before they can get from my house to hers, and I know he’ll do the same because COWARDS). Tom comes back and says the little pussywillow wouldn’t come out of the house. He’s breathing fire, you guys. Pure fucking fire. I tell 911 to get somebody out quick before the kid leaves, and just about 2 minutes after I hang up he does just that - we see him blast past our house in his truck and he’s gone, and then the police arrive about 3 minutes after. I’m so mad I can’t see straight. If they’d been able to see him in the state he was in, they’d have arrested him on sight.

Two squad cars (big SUV’s) pull up and block her driveway with full lights flashing, which makes me laugh because suddenly we’ve got neighbors coming outside to see what’s going on. I meet the officers outside, and the crazy bitch next door does the same, yelling “Hello Officer!” and waving to them as they’re coming up to my porch.

They talk to me and Tom for a long time, I tell them everything that happened, they interview Big (he and Little were inside the open door and heard it all), we fill out our statements and talk with them more until one officer goes next door to talk to neighbor. We can hear her dripping her fake sugar and spice while they’re talking on her porch and my husband loses his shit - he heads toward her house and yells “We got the entire thing on recording, don’t even try to lie! Your kid, threatening to kill my wife?!?” (he’s referring to the camera in my bedroom window, which actually only recorded about 2 minutes because I don’t have it set up correctly yet, but they don’t know that). The officer yells at him to get back, which, yeah - he shouldn’t have done that, but for god’s sake the woman’s peckerhead son just literally threatened murder on a member of his family, this is the final fucking straw and he’s mad. And as he’s coming back across the yard the officer that stayed with me points at our new doorbell camera, just freshly installed as of about two weeks ago, and asks if it’s on. We haven’t even really figured out how to use it yet, but yes, as far as we know it’s on. The incident happened around the side of the house, but the doorbell records audio.

God bless technology.

I invite the officer inside the house and Tom gets his phone, pulls up the app for the doorbell, and starts skipping through the recording looking for the right timestamp. Up till this point all they have is me saying the guy screamed a lot of abusive profanities at me and threatened to tear my head off, and they’re taking me serious but probably not that serious, you know? Neighbors fight all the time, wars start over barking dogs, things get exaggerated, we’ve all seen the TV dramas.

Until Tom finds the segment on the footage and starts playing it to them on his phone. It’s kind of quiet because we were a good distance away, but you can hear the guy screaming just like I said he was. The officer asks if we have a speaker we can play it through so he can hear the words more clearly, because he needs proof of threat and that’s entirely in the words.

You guys, I’m tellin’ ya, sometimes you get a chance to fucking SHINE. My husband is a musician and this cop is asking him if he’s got a good speaker. So within minutes Tom’s got this huge venue-style amplifier designed for broadcasting music to the back wall of a freaking stadium pulled out into the livingroom and he’s hooking his phone up to it, and then he hits play and the other officer comes back from next door to join us and I can tell by the annoyed look on his face that neighbor bitch has likely charmed him and shed a plethora of persecuted tears and spewed her lies about how we’ve been harassing her forEVER and I think for a second that it’s a total loss now, he’s made his mind up in her favor.

And then...away we go. Tom cranks the volume on the speaker and they both lean in to listen closely.

Just about a minute into the recording they have their proof - thugnuts screaming I WILL TEAR YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!!!

Both officers nod, close their notebooks, and the second officer makes a phonecall while the first one turns to me and says “That’s terroristic threatening and it’s a class C felony. You’re going to need to go to the PA’s office with all the reports you’ve filed against them so far and all your evidence from tonight including that recording and hand it all to them. They’re likely going to issue a no-contact so that he can’t interact with you ever again.”

This is a victory, but it’s just the first step, and I feel sickeningly disheartened that it’s all in my lap to do everything. I want them to go demand his whereabouts from his mother and just go get his ass and haul him in. But no, I have a ton of legwork to do now because these horrible people won’t fucking stop.

After several more minutes of me asking questions about what exactly we need to do and where we need to go, etc etc (I’m competent but I’m also fucking rattled, someone threatened to kill me tonight and I’m blanking hard on the instructions he’s giving me) they finally wrap it up and leave. They’ve been in my house for a half hour waiting for me to finish filling out the report (I had to ask for more paper because honey I’m getting ALL the details in there) and I can just imagine how freaked out neighbor is when she sees what time they finally move their cars from in front of her driveway.

And now I’m coming down from the weird calm that I had through the entire event, and my heart feels like it’s going to EXPLODE. I had heart surgery two months ago, do I need this?? The pathetic part is that I know now just how stupid those people are, and I know this won’t be the end from their side by any means. We’ll start finding more stuff broken, or he’ll start climbing over the fence back at the back of the property to steal stuff from husband’s tool shed, or my tires will get slashed. These people are that dumb and hateful, they proved it tonight. He said if we had animals he would kill them, and then he made the same threat against me. How stupid does a person have to be to stand there with his phone out recording himself ranting and making threats against a woman standing in her own yard in her pajamas? Big tough man there. And his mama grinning at me the whole time, telling me I’m crazy and she’s concerned for her own safety because of me, while her son is standing right behind her threatening my life.

I’m just...my god, I don’t even know what to think. I thought people only acted like this in TV dramas, seriously. I’ve seen some shit in my life but this particular brand of stupid has up till now evaded me, but now it’s been in my face and I’m sort of in shock.

I don’t like guns. At ALL. Tom has always had at least one hidden carefully away, safely locked up away from the house, but now there are two inside my house in immediate grabbing range. He insisted that I let him show me how to use them. Rules were laid down for the boys - never touch, never, don’t even get close to them - and now there is a box of shotgun shells on my fireplace mantel and a singleshot rifle by the door. I hate this so damn much.

Don’t pick it up unless you’re ready to use it, he told me. Without even thinking, I said back, “If I touch it it’s getting used.”

I HATE THIS SO FUCKING MUCH

My god. I told the cops that the drug lord that lived over there four years ago was a better neighbor than this woman. They didn’t even laugh.

I guess they’re right, now that I think about it...it isn’t funny.

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