#we'll see if I feel like adding 'em back
Text
OC DUMP OC DUMP OC DUMP
#dnd#high fantasy#Wesker Sloane#Cyril Edwards#Princess Seraphina#Mary McReady#yes I removed Sloane's prosthetics#we'll see if I feel like adding 'em back#I spent 6 hours tonight chatting with my buds and attempting to get to a point where I was comfortable drawing cringe#and have failed spectacularly#but I will be aiming specifically to increase the cringe as I draw more of this so stay tuned and hopefully I can manage it#myart#ocs
341 notes
·
View notes
Text
LOOK AWAY IF YOU DON'T WANT SO MUCH FOR (TOUR) DUST SPOILERS, OKAY?
~~~
~~~
~~~
Set list:
(1) That Pink Seashell spoken word thing actually opens the show
(2) Love from the Other Side: I assumed they'd play this first, and they did, and they looked very happy with the reception that it got
(3) The Phoenix
(4) Sugar, We're Goin Down: I overheard two guys when I was leaving saying, "I only came to this show for that Sugar song, and it was the third song they played," whatever to those two guys lol
(5) Uma Thurman
(6) A Litttle Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me
(7) Chicago Is So Two Years Ago: I know they always play this song when they play Chicago but the way the show is set up, there's this spoken intro that references a light being left on in Chicago, and then they launch into this song, and so I feel like maybe it's permanently in the set list for this tour, we'll see.
(8) Grand Theft Autumn: Patrick told the story again of how he wrote the lyrics while jogging with Pete. Here is exactly what he said, because I recorded it, hahaha: "I wrote this song out here, jogging, trying to figure out the words. This was back when I wrote a lot of the words. And Pete was jogging with me and he was like, 'Eh, maybe change this, maybe change this.' Before we knew it he was writing all the lyrics." And then Pete said, "Imagine us jogging" lolololol
(9) Calm Before the Storm
(10) This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race: They added a little Peterick-y moment in here? I don't remember them playing at each other during this song in previous performances? It was cute, it was during the instrumental part before Patrick leads the singalong, maybe I've just always missed it? They played it each other and kind of did some kind of kick thing with their legs??
(11) Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes: Honestly, always a delight to hear this song, this is one of my favorites <3
(12) Heaven, Iowa: THIS SONG LIVE, I SWEAR
(13) "The Take Over, the Breaks Over": OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS SONG AND I TOTALLY DIDN'T EXPECT THEM TO PLAY IT, I WAS SO HAPPY
(14) Headfirst Slide into Cooperstown on a Bad Bet: <3 Guess they got over being scared of playing this one lol
(15) Fake Out: I CANNOT TELL YOU HOW EXCITED I WAS THAT THEY PLAYED THIS ONE OMGGGGGGG. Also, there was some plan I wasn't aware of to, like, hold up cell phones with pink paper over the lights so the crowd lit up pink???? I have no idea who engineered that but it was CHARMING and at the end of the song Pete said, "Thanks for that, guys, that was beautiful," and the stage was on darkness so it seemed absolutely spontaneous on his part and I think they really did like the effect, so, Idk, future shows, keep doing it????
(16) Patrick did some kind of piano interlude where he played "Don't Stop Believin'"????? It was random but he was super charming, I think the rest of the band used it as a break, it was just SO GREAT. Part of his intro was: "Pete was putting together this show and he said to me, 'Hey, you should play piano.' And I was like, 'I kinda only play songs I wrote. I don't really play piano. I don't know how to play piano.' And he's like, 'Eh, you'll figure it out.'" And then Patrick sat down and played gorgeous piano ugh THANKS, PETE.
(17) Last of the Real Ones: I am glad Mania got some love.
(18) Save Rock and Roll
(19) PETE RECITED BABY ANNIHILATION WHAT. I SWEAR TO GOD. I SO DID NOT EXPECT THIS AND I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE THAT IT HAPPENED. If you're going to the show, pay attention, because I looked away and apparently there's, like, a magic trick at the end of the monologue where he disappears behind a piece of black silk?????
(20) Crazy Train cover: I...don't know what to say about this randomness hahaha but it happened??
(21) Dance Dance
(22) Hold Me Like a Grudge: I think Patrick adores singing this song, I really do.
(23) G.I.N.A.S.F.S.: I KNOW. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT, EITHER.
(24) My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark (Light Em Up)
(25) Thnks fr th Mmrs
(26) Centuries
(27) Saturday <3
The show ends with a little piano version of So Much (for) Stardust played over the sound system, so pay attention for that.
The set is super Alice in Wonderland-y and I adored it, it's playful and fantastical and has all these whimsical touches and interludes and I just thought it was delightful and at one point there were bubbles, and I heard some people complaining after the concert that the fantasy thing didn't suit their style of music and really, I was surrounded by downers after the concert, I thought they were perfect hahaha. Like, ABSOLUTELY PERFECT. They looked so, so, so tangibly happy, all of them. Patrick sounded fantastic and he looked like he was having a blast, he smiled the whole time.
I have a lot of videos but they seem like they're all pretty terrible, but I'll see how I feel in the morning lol
800 notes
·
View notes
Note
For the gif drabbles ❤️
"This looks like shit," you threw the money on the table, "Do it again."
Annie and Ruby groaned in tandem, but Beth sighed. "It looks perfect," she said, looking up at you as you stood over her, "We've printed this same design four times--"
"--and it keeps getting slightly less like shit," you cocked an eyebrow, "Look, if you can't hack it anymore..."
"We can!" Annie spoke up, eyes wide. "We can, we'll get it right!"
"It's just..." Ruby chewed on her lip.
You could feel your patience thinning. "Just what?"
"Well," she continued weakly, "Lucy was the artist, so... without her..."
"Ya know, since homeboy did... what he did," Annie added in.
"...It's harder to print. We have her blueprints, but some of these subtler details are just... We need an artist," Ruby finished.
You nodded, scanning the three women before you. Annie looked nervous, as did Ruby, but Beth looked annoyed and defiant.
You were sick of her face.
"So get another artist," you said, getting bored with the conversation.
"Why? So your boss can shoot her?" Beth ground out, glaring up at you.
Your eyes narrowed at the same time Rio chuckled. You turned a bit, angling your body so that you could see him.
He sat on a chair next to a monitor, a hand on his chin and smirk on his face.
"That's funny to you?" Beth spat, anger clear on her face. "You shot a defenseless girl!"
You raised an eyebrow at Rio, but he was still chuckling. If he found her little outburst amusing, then you guess you would allow it.
"Nah," he said, shaking his head, "I'm not laughing about that. I'm laughing at what you said," he smirked over at you, "She called me your boss."
Annie frowned, looking at the two of you. "A... Aren't you?"
"She," Rio gestured towards you, a pride grin on his face, "is my boss. Yeah, see, a real bad bitch don't shy away from the dark parts of this business," he went on, "And so when I told my boss," he pointed at you again, "that I had to kill Lucy cause of your," he looked at the girls, "bullshit, well. She wasn't pleased. And I'm telling you now, looking at her face right now," Rio made eye contact with you, and you could see the pride in his eyes as he looked at you, "My girl ain't letting you dumb bitches fuck our shit up again."
Beth spoke before she could stop herself, "Your girl?"
His smirk stretched over his plump lips, "My boss," he clarified, "and my girl," he looked over at you again, "So, what you think, ma? Have 'em print it again, or have Mick take them downtown and put a slug in each of their heads?"
You turned back to the women, watching the fear swirl in Annie's eyes, the way Ruby stiffened, frightened and trapped.
And Beth's reddening cheeks, you could see the humiliation on her face, now that she was looking at what she could never be, what she could never have, standing right in front of you.
You looked over at Rio, and you thought back on your life with him--meeting him when he was just a runner for your father, Rio remaining loyal to you even after your father died and you took over his organization, the first time you kissed, when you had blood on your hands and he had thought he lost you, the way Rio had grabbed you and held you to him, the first time he ever let himself act like anything but a loyal subordinate to you. You remembered that sick, cold feeling in your gut when you'd heard that he had been shot three times, that he was with the feds. It's what brought you back into his orbit, you'd sworn to keep it professional with him years ago, but that... that pulled you right back in.
You watched Rio watch you, and you felt a wave of protectiveness come over you as you looked at him--the man you loved. You turned to Beth, your gaze cold as ice and as strong as steel, using every ounce of your status as a boss to intimidate her. "How about you choose, Mrs. Boland? You want to print it again this time, and do it right, or would you and your gal pals rather take a ride with Mick?"
"W... We'll print," she said weakly.
Rio's chuckle warmed your soul, and as the ladies worked on the new print, you turned to him. He gave you a special smile, one full of love and appreciation for you, and you turned your back to the girls as they worked.
They didn't get to see the loving smile you gave him back.
That was only for him.
**********************************************************************
Thank you for reading! Lemme know what you think!
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
Take Care Of Me
Emmett is feeling needy and needs you to take care of him for once. SMUT tags: praise, submissive emmett, hand job, slight spanking
Never wrote a submissive man before. I hope I did it justice 😉
Emmett came in from a long day at the body shop, completely wore out. He felt like the world was on his shoulders, and he just needed you to make it better. Walking through the front door, he sees you cooking. Your daughter perched on the counter, wooden spoon in her mouth, chewing away. Her eyes light up when she sees him. "Dada! Dada!" She cries as he kisses her forehead, not wanting to get her dirty. He walks over to you, resting his head on your shoulder with a sigh. "Hello you." You murmer to him, wiggling your shoulder trying to get him to smile.
"Hey. I missed you so much today." Emmett softly kisses your neck. You can tell something is different with him today. You know just what to do. "Why don't I put little miss to bed early so I can take care of my other little one? Would you like that baby?" You can feel emmett nod against your neck. "Alright, get cleaned up and we'll have some dinner first."
Emmett doesn't eat much, arousal pumping through his veins. You look over at him with a smirk. It's been a while since he's been so needy. You clean dinner up and put the baby to bed. Emmett goes to the bedroom. As soon as the baby is down for the night, Emmett meets you at the bedroom doorway on his knees. He wraps his strong arms around you and rests his head on your tummy. "Emmett baby, what's all this? Did you miss me that badly? Poor thing." You stroke his shaggy hair. "Come on, up you go. Let's get in bed yeah?"
Emmett stands up and takes your hand, guiding you to bed without a word. When you both get comfortable, Emmett starts to nuzzle at you again. "Sweetheart, what is it?" You ask even though you know the answer. "I just need you. Need you to take care of me. Please." He whispers in your ear. You smile. "Oh, you sweet thing you. Turn over, let me rub your back, okay? I know how much you love that." With a small smile, Emmett complies, taking his shirt off and presenting his strong back to you.
You gently run your hands along his strong muscles, feeling the tension. "Baby, you are so tense. We gotta fix that, yeah?" Adding the right pressure, the tension in his back melts away. Emmett moans in relief. "Am I a good boy?" He asks. You raise your eyebrows, "Of course baby, you are the best boy. Do you not think you are?" Emmett replies with his face buried in the pillow. "Hmm? What's that baby?" You pull his face to meet his eyes. "I sometimes feel like I'm not the best I could be. That I could be better for you."
You give him a soft kiss. "Sweetheart, that is the farthest from the truth. You couldn't possibly be any better for me or little miss. Now, lay back and relax for me, okay? I've got you." Emmett buries back into the pillow as you work on his legs. "Goodness, these are tense too. Raise up for me, sweet. These gotta come off as well. Emmett raises his hips and helps you take his bottoms off, now completely naked for you. "There we go, that's better. So handsome baby. Such a good pretty boy." You see a slight blush color the back of his neck. You pinch an ass cheek. "And such a pretty little ass here."
Emmett starts to squirm from the praise. You work on his legs, and you notice that he starts to grind on the covers a little. "Baby? Are you hunching the covers? Are you naughty?" You lightly swat his ass. "Em, you know that's bad. We don't do that, do we?" Emmett whimpers from the reprimand. "I'm sorry, it just feels so good. Will you help me?"
You spank him again, harder this time. "Poor little Em needs help, huh? Does my little one need more of my hands?" Another slap to the ass. "Yes, please. I just need you. Please." You reach his shoulder blades and give them soft kisses. "Raise your hips then, baby. Let me help you." He obliges as your hand reaches underneath him. He cries out as you wrap around him. "Sweet Em already pulsing for me. Precious baby. Just needs a little help, yeah? You need me?"
His hips jerk again at your praises, and that gets him another swat. "No, no, baby. You can't do it all on your own, remember Em? Be a good boy. Let me." You slowly stroke him, reveling in the sweet sounds he makes for you. "My precious Em. Good job, sweetie. You sound so nice." You kiss all over his toned body, knowing where he is most sensitive. Emmett wants to ask to come but can't make his mouth work. Luckily for him, you read him like a book.
"There it is, Em. It's okay. I got you. You can let go. My sweet baby Em." Just the sweet tone of your voice sends him over the edge as he makes a mess of the covers under him. "There we go. All better. Goodness so much. My good boy." You keep rubbing his back as he comes down from his high. "Is that what you needed, baby? All better?"
Emmett looks up at you and reaches for you to hold him. "All better. Thank you. I love you."
"I love you too, Em."
#cillian murphy#emmett fic#emmett x reader#emmett smut#emmett aqp#emmett a quiet place smut#emmett a quiet place 2
60 notes
·
View notes
Text
Woah woah woah- qsmptwt is coming here to Tumblr? Well, I must greet them!
Hello people! I'm not much aware of how it is on that part of the fandom (Twitter), but I heard about scary things. But don't you guys worry, you guys can stay here as long as you want :D!
The name's AB, I've been a resident here for a bit, and I think of it as my little vacation home. It's gonna be a little confusing at first, but I bet you all will get a hang of it :P
There are still discourses here on Tumblr, yes, but it's given already that we shouldn't quickly assume on things without any reliable facts and we shouldn't leave horrible threats to others. Some people have negative feelings, some have hopes, and that's normal! We'll get through this together :>
Some Tumblr tips:
I reccomend reading this post! This is the post that helped me navigate around Tumblr.
You can reblog as much as you can (even your own posts), leave little messages in the tags, and customize your Tumblr's appearance!
The con I do have to warn you guys about is the algorithm. It's not that good.
Just some quick tips from me:
Continue to like and leave notes to the contents you want to continue to see.
Follower counts are not visible; we don't make a big deal on people's followers
Go to your settings and filter some tags and/or words you don't want to see (because I guarantee some nasties are going to eventually show up on your feed. This filter system is actually pretty good!)
Report bots and block em'! Don't get tired on reporting/blocking them.
Go to the visibility on your settings, and enable the prevent third-party sharing thingy so that the Ai won't scrape off your blogs.
Tumblr doesn't have the auto translate feature but NEVER be ashame to speak or to type your mother tongue/ other languages here.
I reccomend cutting (adding a "read more") on longer blogs like this.
Lastly, be NICE, CIVIL, and RESPECTFUL!! Learn to take a few steps back on things you've seen/read, and look on the bigger picture.
ofc, BE SILLY!! Have some fun!
Welcome again!! Just take some deep breaths buddies, because we'll get through this ^_^
73 notes
·
View notes
Text
Ch. 5: Radio Killed the Video Star
The next day at Hazbin Hotel-
Charlie Is pacing back and forth in panic mode with Keekee walking alongside her owner.
"Okay. So the extermination is coming in six months instead of a year. No big deal. Just a little setback. Nothing we can't handle. Just angels cutting our timetable in half. But who needs a whole year to save souls? Am I right?!" Charlie starts to panic, "And next time when they cut the time in half again, and again, we'll just handle it, right?!"
Vaggie grabs Charlie, calming her down, "Yes. We will."
"This is nothing more than a minor set back." Yn added as she rubs her head, calming her down.
"Oh, please, ya had less than half a chance when you started all this salvation bullshit. And now..." Angel Dust's phone vibrates with violent threating messages such as 'fucking bitch', "Ain't no silver lining this time toots."
"Angel...Come on.. There's always a bright side!" Yn smiled as her phone vibrated with panickeing messages from IMP. "There's..always hope."
The messages on Yn's phone:
Blitz❤️: "Lovey, have you heard to news!?!"
M&M: "Sweety are you okay?! me and Moxxie have been trying to contact you?!"
Tweety Bird👑🪶💙: "Yn when will you come and visit me?, I've been feeling lonely here~"
Big Daddy Ozzie: "Yn by any chance have you seen Felix's favorite earrings?"
+15 More Messages Etc.
"Yn is right! We just...have to look a little harder for it!" Charlie smiled widely.
"Well, while you're lookin', the rest'a hell's goin' nuts." Angel waves his phone in their faces, "People are already freakin' out about the news. Look at what's happenin' in the Doomsday District."
He scrolls down an article with the bottom showing a demon screaming in front of a fire. Suddenly a pink message appears. Charlie gets closer to read it.
"Err, what is a. Donkey Show?" Charlie question.
Angel panics and retreats the phone back, "Aah, heh, nothin'. My boss, Val, is just freaked out about the news too. Like I said, everyone's losin' their shit." Angel Dust laughs nervously.
"Yeah, that's true. Sinners are desperate." Vaggie stated.
"Maybe desperate enough to try anything to escape the extermination?" Yn smirked.
Charlie gasps, "This is the perfect time to recruit more sinners for the hotel!" Charlie squeals.
"Cute idea and all, but you really gonna go out in all of this?" Angel Dust waves the phone with the place still on fire and demons in panic.
"Well, it's not like people are just gonna show up on our doorstep..." Yn texted on her phone as she smirked.
Suddenly, a massive explosion made Charlie scream in a fight from behind, getting their attention. They turn to see a freshly made hole in the wall.
"What the what?!" Yn shouted.
Outside the hotel Sir Pentious him and his Egg Boiz zeppelin armed for battle.
"Show yourself Alasssstor." Pentious slithers.
"Come and face..." Pentious pauses for a moment when he notices Alastor absent from the freshly made hole. He then looks to see him sipping coffee on the balcony of the second floor.
"Oh there you are. Face my wrath!" Pentious exclaims.
Alastor sips his tea, "Who are you?"
"Who am I? Who am I?! I am the great Ssssssir Pentiousssss!" Alastor dissolves into fog as he descends to the ground, materializing aside Yn, Angel, Vaggie, and Charlie who are in the scene watching Sir Pentious's zeppelin.
"Inventor, architect of destruction, villain extraordinaire!" Pentious smirked.
"Ooh you tell 'em boss." The eggs bois cheered on.
Niffty appears on Yn's right shoulder, clearly starstruck, "Ooooooh, he's a bad boy.." Niffty smirks.
Yn pats Niffty's head as Niffty smiles widely and seems so free.
"Ha, well if all that's true, you'd think I'd have heard of you." Alastor crossed his arms.
"I attacked you literally last week." Pentious blankly stated.
Alastor cocks his head, "We've done battle, like... 20 times...once while you were on a date with-" Pentious looked at Yn as his whole demeanor changed, "HI QUEENIE!!!!" Yn wave back.
Charlie and Vaggie looked at her with a confused expression and then change their expression again looking back at Pentious.
"Well, you must have been really bad at this." Alastor noted as his blood slowly boiled due to how Pentious was speaking to Yn.
Sir Pentious' went back to his usual demeanor, "Silence! Now cower! For when I've ssslain you, the almighty Vees will finally acknowledge me as their equal."
Niffty picked up from Yn's shoulder, "Ooh! Wait, who are the Vees?"
"Oh, nobody important." Alastor smirks. Yn nodded her head in agreement.
Vee's Headquarters-
A large crowd is in front of a store as they watch an advertisement on the tvs facing the window showing off a spy drone.
"New VoxTek designer voyeur scopes, Peeping on the neighbors has never been more stylish. VoxTek! Trust us with your money!"
Crowd immediately enters the store and stampedes out with boxes with voyeur scopes. then cuts to random people watching their computers laptops and phones, and reveals their eyes signifying the work of hypnosis.
"This week's episode of "Teah, I Fucked Your Sister, So What?" is brought to you by VoxTek. Trust us with your entertarment!"
A tv demon starts tapping his fingers in a large room with tvs showing off numerous consumers as "trust us" repeats and overlaps. electricity courses as Vox stands up from his chair laughing maniacally from his viewer's consumerism. Vox had a ring around his left ring finger, it had both a sun and moon engraved on it.
"Muhahaha! Now that's good television!" Vox laughed as he heard his phone ding, he checked it as he groaned.
Suddenly his screen-face shifts to reveal an icon of Velvette, another one of them Vees, signifying she's calling, with a clown horn ringtone. Vox puts his phone down. Vox courses the call from his screen to his hands via his electric powers and transfers it to one of his many screens to reveal Velvette in her studio, her hair into a large ponytail. Vox then sits down on his chair.
"Hello there, Velvette! How are you this hellish morning?" Vox crossed his legs.
<Oh, cut the shit, Vox. I need you up here now!> Velvette exclaimed.
Vox looks to one of his screens as he gets his coffee cup and drinks from it, "Whatever could be the problem, my dear?".
<Your little boy toy is wrecking my apartment, while I'm trying to pull together a show and...> Velvette pauses.
Off-screen we see several workers running and screaming, and objects being tossed, as Valentino is heard cussing. "FUCKING BITCH!"
<Just get your ass here! NOW! Damn it Valentino!> Velvette yelled.
The call ends, and Vox's smile fades away as he gets up, sighing, fixing up his bowtie. He quickly texted on his phone before shoving the phone into his pocket.
"Oh god. Here I go, Valentino. Just another fucking day with Val." Vox walked to a platform with a forced smile, "Hey hey hey. Fuck my life." Vox had a dead expression as the platform raised up.
An elevator with a smiling Vox with the world bubble saying trust us!', before opening to reveal a frowning Vox sighing, and putting on a smile for a crowd of reporters that overlap one another before pointing their microphones to him.
"Mr. Vox! What are your thoughts about the new extermination deadline?" A reporter asked.
"When is Yn coming back on the program? People miss her fashion show & competitions!" Another reporter asked.
"My dear people! We at VoxTek Enterprises have always been at the forefront of innovation. And now, with this new oncoming threat, we are shifting our focus, to your protection. We are pleased to announce..." Vox ignored the second question, answering the first.
The screen zooms to him and an ad featuring the VoxTek logo, now gold and with angelic wings, with the tagline reading.
"VoxTek Angelic Security is coming soon! Trust us, with YOUR safety." Vox forced a smile.
Vox uses his left eye to hypnotize the crowd the same way as his consumers. Vox's manager quickly rushed up to Vox.
"Uh sir, when did we begin working on Angelic Security?" The Manager asked in a soft voice.
"30 seconds ago." Vox speaks in a strained voice as he walks off, "Try to get that bitch Carmilla on the books and cancel all my appointments today. I have a fire to put out upstairs." Vox noted.
He then morphs his body into electricity and generates itself into the security camera on the wall.
Velvette's Studio-
The staff cleans everything up as she looks to four designers holding up dresses to show her.
"Ugh. No. Unacceptable. You're fired. What is this? WRIST RUFFLES?! Is this 1750?! Burn it like the witches who wore it!" Velvette groaned, "UGH I miss babycakes.. She was the best fucking designer I ever had." Velvette rolled her eyes.
As she sends the designer away, Vox appears next to her, "Velvette! I can see you're busy. Tell me, where's our hot headed friend now.?" Vox looked around.
"Up in his room, waiting for a flat-faced prince to calm him down!" Velvette noted.
Vox sighs, "And uh, what's got him so out of sorts today?"
"Who knows?! But he tore up my second best model! And you know, the show can't wait for that unlucky bitch to pull herself back together! Melissa! Get over here!" Velvette yells.
Melissa gets onto the platform, and Velvette uses her overlord powers to change her outfit one after another until she spots the one she wants. "No. No. Hideous. I want to die. Eww." Velvette gasps, "Yes! That's the one."
"Ahh, looks like you have everything under control here." Vox noted.
"Of course, I do! Fuck you!" Velvette flips him off, "Now shoo! Take care of the piss baby!" Vox goes upstairs and is greeted by two moth demons who open the door for him. Once he enters.
He finds Valentino sitting on his couch surrounded by a fog of red smoke. When Val notices Vox, he sits up with fury in his eyes.
"Fucking FINALLY!" Val throws his drink, "Kitty! Another drink!" The Robo Fizzie next to him nods as it quickly heads off screen and reappears with the drink.
"Ugh! Can you believe what that piece of shit did? THE UNGRATEFUL WHORE!!!" As he speaks, he tosses the drink at Vox, who moves away making the drink, hits the door, and shatters on the floor.
"Uh, which whore are we talking about this time?" Vox questioned, crossing his arms.
Valentino gets up, "Fucking Angel Dust!” He walks up to Vox, "Who the hell else would I be talking about?!.." Val walks past him, "..fucking SLUT walked out on me!" He turns to Vox, "ME! I fucking made him!" Vox walks a little way away, "Without me, he's just a bag of meat with some mildly entertaining holes."
"Oh! Angel quit?" Vox sounded surprised.
"NO! He didn't fucking quit! It's worse!" Val takes Vox's phone, "He MOVED!!!"
As he says that, he tosses Vox's phone to the wall making it shatter in half. Vox seemed pissed about that, that being his only communication to his girl.
"He thinks he can just walk in here, work, and then go home somewhere else? Can you FUCKING believe that?!?!?!?!" Val walks to the closet, "He thinks he can run off and shack up with Lucifer's BIMBO daughter!"
"Angel is living with Lucifer's daughter?.." Vox paused and smirked.
"YEAH! That BITCH Chuckie or Chandler, or I dunno. Something manish like that, she's got this hotel and..." Val stopped.
As he speaks, he opens the closet full of guns, drugs, and pictures including a poster of himself. Valentino brings up two long pistol guns: a long revolver and a semi-pistol.
"Which of these makes me look sexier?" Val turns to the closet. (The pink one obviously)
"Heh. What are you doing, Val? You're not going over there." As Vox speaks, his left eye starts its hypnotizing spell, but Valentino is busy loading his guns.
"That slippery twink is gonna remember who owns him. I'm gonna FUCK everyone *except Yn* in that rancid shit hole, I swear to god!" Val starts.
Before he finishes, Vox grabs him by the collar and shoves him to his face, clearly furious.
Vox's voice was distorted, "VAL..." He calms down, "Hehe. Think about it." Vox then walks Valentino towards the window, taking one of his guns, "Our brand is... perfection. And what do you think chasing whores around town will... do for our image?"
"Um....fuck it up?" Val replied.
"Right! Do you want people thinking you can't control your employees?" Vox questioned.
"No!" Val exclaimed.
"Exactly! And hey, you still have him under contract. He isn't going anywhere! SO.. you should.." Vox waited for Val to get it.
"Do nothing?" Val questioned.
Vox smirked, "Great idea! Now that's why they pay you the.." He pinches Val's cheek on his face, "Big bucks."
"Ugh. But I really wanted to shoot someone." Val whined.
As he speaks, Valentino gets a cigarette holder, and Vox lights it with his electricity powers.
"Well, lemme call up the lowest earners this month." Vox walks to TVs.
"Ohh, you know me too well." Val chuckles and blows smoke, "Ya know.... Angel isn't the only one spending time at this Ratty Hotel with the devil's princesa..." Val smirked.
"Oh? Who else is there? Someone who, owes you money?" Vox smirked.
Valentino chuckles, "Someone who owes us much more than money and someone very dear to us... the Radio Demon and babycakes is there..." Val smirked.
Upon hearing those words, electricity courses through Vox's head, and he scratches the desk so hard it leaves scratch marks. Vox made small ominous chuckles before turning to Valentino, two red lines appearing on the left side of his lower lip.
Vox's voice was distorted, "What did you just say?"
"You heard me." Val smirked.
"Alastor.." Vox walks to Val, "came back..and he is with Lucifer's..." Vox glitches, "..daughter and and not only that, but he's with our Yn? And that wasn't the..." He grabs Val by the collar, "FIRST FUCKING THING YOU TOLD ME?!!"
Valentino frees himself from grip, "Hey! killing Alastor is your kink and Yn existence is all of our kink."
As he speaks, he walks to the desk and turns on the television. Vox teleports to the center screen, which is a recording from a VoxTek Voyer scope.
From Drone POV-
Yn chuckles softly and Alastor using his powers to attack Sir Pentious zeppelin, laughing as he hears Pentious screaming.
"Arrgh! Oh! Please! Stop!" Pentious cries.
"Um...Alastor! I think he's had enough." Charlie noted.
"Nah. He's got a few more hits in him." Angel added. As much as it was entertaining, Yn whispered in Alastor ear, "I think he's had enough Al." He looks at her than back to Sir Pentious who falls from the zeppelin in front of Alastor, face first on the ground. Alastor twirls his staff.
"Thanks for another forgettable experience." Alastor smirked.
An Egg Boi falls and breaks into pieces in front of Charlie.
"Thank you... for letting your guard down!" Using his tail, he grabs a bit of Alastor's suit, "Haha! Yah! Oh, shit..." Pentious' eyes widened.
"That was a mistake little snake~" Yn warned. Sir Pentious looks up to see Alastor's shadow transform in front of him. The next shot shows a massive green explosion as Sir Pentious is seen flying off to the city screaming as he disappeared from sight.
"Well, it looks as though I need a visit to the tailor! Would you care to join me my dear Yn?" Alastor asked extended his hand to her.
"Of course and maybe we can get some tea." Yn takes his hand, "Best of luck, chums." Alastor waved. as he holds Yn's hand.
"Wait, you're LEAVING?! Alastor! We need your help! We need you to do your job." Vaggie yelled.
Angel Dust gestures to the hole on the wall, "We need a wall."
Alastor sighed, "Of course! Can't let my new project fall into disrepair already. What would the papers say?!" With a snap of his fingers, black ink demons appear with construction tools as Alastor walks away. Angel takes an interest and looks at one of the larger muscular demons, shoving Vaggie away as he walks up to him.
Angel Dust giggles, "Hey, sweet cheeks. Whatcha doin' later? I love me a man with a giant...tool."
The screen zooms out to reveal Valentino scowling at the current events, leaning his face against the screen.
"See?! Look how he flirts with that guy, and he's not even paying! Who is that? I'm gonna fucking kill his whole fucking family while fucking Yn in front of them! Vox?" Val slams his fist on the table, "VOX!?"
Vox was paying little attention, as his left pupil turns into a tilde as he eyes Alastor leaving, his appearance static and out of focus as the screen becomes a bit static. He glitched rapidly at seeing Yn with Alastor.
Vox glitches, "That FUCKER is back! AND HE'S WITH YN?!"
Valentino grins as he realizes the situation and walks to him, "Yeah! I thought he was gone for good too!"
"It's been 7 years!" Vox clenched his fist.
Valentino leans up to him and pinches his cheek, Vox clearly pissed to care.
"You still pissed that she almost beat you and "took" Yn from us that time?" Val smirked.
Vox grumbled, "Uh, FUCK YOU."
"Just saying." Val walks around him.
"Things have changed a lot since he left town!" Vox clenched his fist, "THAT'S for sure." Val smirked.
"I gotta send a message of who's REALLY in charge of things now!" Vox's face fills the screen as Valentino laughs in the background.
Vox grins as he marches to his chair.
"~Welcome home! I'm gonna make you wish that you stayed gone!~" As Vox sang, electricity courses through his arm as he sat down, and turns to face the numerous screens.
"~Say hello to a new status quo.~" Vox presses a button, and cords latch themselves to the plug-ins on the back of his head, connecting himself with the tv networks. "~Everyone knows that there's a brand, new daren, turn the TV ON!~"
"Camera, speeds, rolling in three, two..." The director counted down.
Chorus: "Welcome to the Show!"
"~Top of the hour and we're discussing a certain had-been who has been spotted cavorting around town after a seven-year absence.~" Vox had a horrible drawing of Alastor as he snapped to be on a night-late tv show with himself.
"~Did anybody miss him, did anybody notice? More on tonight's program. So, the Radio Demon is back in town! Why is he hanging around? What does that mean for your family? Well, handily, I've got good news!~" Vox appeared in front of a red curtain now.
"~He's a loser, a fossil, and I don't mean to sound hostile~" Vox now appeared on multiple TV's and each dressed like a gospel choir. With the words 'Obey N' Pray'.
"~But the demon is a coward! You can take that as gospel. Pulling my viewers? Impossible! I'm visual, he's barely audible! Stop giving him the time of day! Don't listen to a word he'd say. Hope he had a nice vacay! But he should have stayed away!~"
While Alastor finishes getting his coat tailored. He notices the crowd watching the advertisement of Vox. Yn noticed as well as she frowned a bit, Alastor noticing this. He smiles and walks away with an idea, pulling Yn along. as Vox continues singing.
"~While he hid in radio, we pivoted to video! *pulls out a deer head* And now his medium is getting bloody rare! Hell's been better since he split. Where's he been? Who gives a shit?!~"
Guts to Alastor making his reappearance, as he starts his radio broadcast from the Hazbin Hotel as he puts YN on his lap.
"~Salutations! Good to be back on the air. Yes, I know it's been a while since someone with style treated Hell to a broadcast. Sinners rejoice!~"
"~What a dated voice!~"
"~Instead of a clout chasing mediocre video podcast.~"
"COME ON!" Vox exclaimed as he paused hearing Yn's laugh, "YOU FUCKER..."
"~Is Vox insecure, pursuing allure? Flitting between this fad and that. Is nothing working?~"
"IGNORE HIS CHIRPING!" Vox yelled.
"~Every day he's got a nere format!~"
"YOU'RE LOOKING AT THE FUTURE! HE'S THE SHIT THAT COMES BEFORE THAT!~" Vox exclaimed.
"~Is Vox as strong as he purports.? Or is it based on his support? He'd be powerless without the other Vees!~"
"Oh, PLEASE." Vox crossed his arms.
"~And here's the sugar on the cream. He asked ME to join this team!~"
Vox grumbled, "Hold on!"
"~I said no, and now he's pissy! That's the tea.~" As Alastor continued with his radio broadcast, Vox was getting so pissed that his screen face was starting to glitch with anger rising.
"~You old timey *Glitches* PRICK! I'll show you suffering!~"
"~Uh oh, the TV is buffering!~" Vox couldn't handle his anger, causing him to overload his circuits with static electricity.
"~I'LL DESTROY *Signal breaking up* Y0000U LITTLE.....~" The camera head could not get anything loaded, and Vox lets out an outburst that overloads everything from the TV screens to Valentino and Velvette's phone to everywhere in Pentagram City, causing a citywide blackout with the exception of the Hazbin Hotel.
"~I'm afraid you've lost your signal. Let's begin.~" Alastor smirked as he slowly turned into his true demon form with every sentence. His arms wrapping around Yn.
"~I'm gonna make you wish that I stayed gone! Tune on in. When I'm done, your status quo will know it's race is run! Oh, this will be fun!~" Alastor makes one last evil laugh before cutting off Vox's signal throughout the city, leaving the Overlord dismayed that Alastor is still popular and powerful than last time plus he had Yn on his side.
"FUUUUUCK!" Vox yelled.
Vee's Meeting-
Vox, Velvette, and Valentino are at a table together discussing a matter about Alastor as a Robo-Fizz, Kitty, passes out drinks to each of them.
"We have a problem. Alastor is getting close to Yn and little princess Morningstar, so our main concern now is ensuring that no deal is ever struck between Lucifer's.." Vox slams the table, "BRAT, and that smiling freak! AND HIM STEALING OUR BABYCAKES!"
Velvette paused before taking a deep breath, "Well, how exactly are we supposed to stop them?" Valentino was putting so much glue on his revolver to decorate with glitter and marbles.
"Put something inside them. That's how I get the bitches to behave." Val smirked.
"Well, maybe someone on the inside isn't such a bad idea. Do you think Angel would?" Vox crossed his arms.
"That lanky prick won't even return my calls." Val sighed.
"We need someone who Little Miss Bleeding Heart would take in." Vox grumbled.
"Someone... pathetic, desperate, with no direct ties to us?" Velvette noted.
"I employ every down on their luck loser this side of Hell. Who the fuck is left?" Val questioned.
Vox scoffs, "I think..I have JUST the one."
As Vox slowly turns around, his right-hypnotic eye gleams with a sinister grin for a plan he has in stored but before they could do anything one of Vox employees comes into the room.
"Sir!, The crimson queen is here she is waiting for you in the guest room." He said out of breath informing the Vee's.
After hearing that all three stand up wasting no time and sprints towards Yn.
While the Vee's were on their way. Yn is smiling and hugging old friends and coworkers who work or used to work for her. Every demon there loves seeing her when she came by to the studio, she would always bring gifts for them and I mean ALL of them.
"How have you been?!" "What is it like living in that Hotel?" "How come you don't come so often?" "Did you come here to see us?" A lot of questions were thrown at her. She couldn't decide who to answer first.
Doors slammed open revealing Velvette who makes it there before Vox or Valentino. She scans the room until her eyes land on Yn's.
"BABYCAKES!~" she shouted.
"Hi Velvet-" Velvette jumps on her with a tight hug.
"It's so great to see you again! It hasn't been the same without your lovely presence." Velvette held on to her tightly.
Yn chuckled hugging her back signaling everyone in the room to leave them alone for a moment.
"It's nice to see you to Velvette." Yn chuckled hugging her back, signaling everyone in the room to leave them alone for a moment, "Did you get the new clothes I've been sending you? I hoped you like them."
"Like them? I LOVE them!" She smiled. She lets go Yn and hold her arms.
"Sit down sweety, I've been dying to see you again, how you've been? Did you come to see us?" Velvette gestured to the couch, as the sat across each other "or did you come here for something more~" she said teasing as she ran a hand on her on her leg under her dress. Yn blushed that the thought but clear her throat.
"No~, I just came here to bring you guys some gifts and have a word with-" the same doors Velvette came though slammed opened again with Vox and Valentino finally showing up.
"Vox." Yn frowned as she crossed her arms. Velvette looks at her for a moment wondering why she looks upset. Vox notice her expression change when she sees him.
"Hey Yn! What brings you-" He is cut off as glowing fc with fancy chain appears around his neck with a lock. Vox grunts as he falls onto his knees, Velvette takes a photo while Valentino bites his lip with a blush. Yn yanks the chain causing Vox to get dragged up in front of Yn, he chuckles nervously and looks up at Yn.
"Sit." She order him with glowing eyes. He does as his told not wanting to upset her more.
"Val, Velvette, could you two please wait for us outside, i like to talk to Vox alone for a moment." Yn said with her tone sounding dark at the end of her sentence. This made Vox nervous hearing her say it like that.
Valentino and Velvette do as she said, looking back to see a now frighten Vox looking at them with a 'please don't leave me' expression, Velvette took another picture with a thumbs up and Valentino had a sweat come down his forehead and both the Vee close the doors behind them.
Both of them put a ear on the door to hear what's happening inside. Now it was just Vox and Yn in the room.
"Do you know why I came?" Yn asked
"Ummm... No...? Heh..." Vox replied.
"Because of yours and Alastor's little "fight", all electricity across the Pride Ring has cut off!" She tightens her grib on the fc chain..
"Your screw up has cost me alot of money! These little shits will soon start complaining and rioting because of what you did, flat face! And we do not want that." Yn lectured him.
"Baby relax, look if money is the problem here don't worry about. Whoever you are getting your money from I can give you-" Yn interrupt him. Not letting him finish his sentence.
"You know I never take your money, nor will I ever. You are missing the point of this conversation Vox, your little 'fight' cause me money and I'm not okay with the fact that you still pick fights with Alastor." Yn said. Vox seemed annoyed hear the Radio freak's name coming from her mouth. He then gets up and pass back and forward in front of her.
"Ah here we go again with Alastor, you know ever since you moved out, all I hear from demons is how 'close' you and that radio freak are getting. you know how that makes me feel?!" Vox argued. His screen glitches at bit as he looks at Yn with a distasteful look.
"Don't go pointing fingers on me Vox, I wouldn't have moved out if you and those two didn't try to put a 'spell' on me 3 months ago" Vox flinched with guilt at hearing her mention that, but he didn't make it noticeable to her. Val and Velvette had the same guilt look on the faces outside the room hearing their conversion further.
"Oh please, it's wasn't like the end of hell, it would have been great for us and knowing you,-" Vox claimed crossing her arms. He takes out his phone looking at something but is soon broken by a fc fly hair pin thrown his way.
"you would have liked it. It wouldn't have been that bad.-" Vox looks back at her to see a now teary Yn, Vox froze didn't say another word.
"Here I was hoping maybe we could fix our relationship and start over, but I guess nothing changes." Yn said, her head hanging down not showing her face. Vox tries to get close to her. But she stops him by holding her hand in front of him, stopping him on his tracks.
He wanted to hold her, apologize, anything to comfort her. But Vox was one who didn't know when to admit his wrongs or apologize at all so it was no surprise that he didn't dare show that to her. For someone who is a dangerous powerful and deadly overlord. Only he, the Vee's and anyone that's part of her harem are the only one who can see this side of her, her vulnerable side.
Yn got up from the couch, walk towards the door, not looking at Vox as she passed him. She stops in front of the door, "I'm leaving now, I'll be back in 2 weeks with the next transfer." She than opens the door seeing a guilty ears dropping duo trying to pretend they weren't listening.
Valentino walks over to Yn and caresses her whole body. Sensing his Babycakes is hurting, "There, there Babycakes~ I'm sure someone like you can forgive and forget our little problem~" Valentino in his weird way trying to stop her from leaving.
"As I said I won't be back until 2 weeks so take care of things here, yourselves as well." Yn said getting out of Val's grasp walks out of the building.
Vox, Valentino and Velvette stand there watching Yn walk away and out of the studio without looking back but not before she said her goodbyes to everyone she came across.
After she was gone from view, Velvette expressed changed to a pissed look, "Damn it Vox! Yn sure as fuck won't bang any of us any time soon because of you and that smiling ass!" Velvette groans loudly.
Vox just stood there wondering, why do I always fuck shit up, first he lost a fight with Alastor, and now he just hurt the love of his afterlife.
Back at the hotel-
Yn and Alastor make it back to the hotel while Alastor went upstairs satisfied, Yn sat next to Angel Dust laying her head on his chest fur while he was on his phone and he rap his arms around her.
the ink demons are currently fixing the hole in the wall as Charlie and Vaggie than returns. Charlie throws herself onto a couch, exhausted.
"Soooo? How'd it go?" Yn smiled nervously.
Vaggie sighs, "Not a single new recruit."
"'Yeah well, who would wanna use their last days not fucking and fighting?" Angel Dust groaned.
As Angel checks on his phone, Vaggie hears a knock on the front door. She walks over to it and opens the door, only to find Sir Pentious holding his hat.
"Why, hello my dear.." Sir Pentious is cut off by Vaggie punching him in the face.
He falls when Vaggie brings out her spear at him. Sir Pentious cowers in fear with the tip barely at his neck, and holds a peace sign gesture.
"Wait, wait, wait! I come in peace." Pentious cried.
"What are you doing here?" Vaggie asked. Charlie and Yn appears behind Vaggie, "Vaggie, what's the problem?" Charlie gasps, "Oh! Hello again!" "Pentious?"
"I didn't come looking for a fight. I uhh.. I heard that you're helping people, people who want to be better?" Pentious questions.
Charlie lets out a gasp and runs over to grab his hand and leads him to the door of the hotel.
Charlie gasps, "You heard right! Welcome to our home of healing, our resort of restoration, our..." Angel Dust appears from the door and cuts off Charlie, "Are you fucking nuts? This chump was trying to kill us like literally 6 hours ago! And now you wanna bring him in here to live with us?"
"Absolutely! This place is about second chances, and who deserves one more than this slithery... slippery. special little man!" Charlie forced a smile.
Angel turns to look at Yn and Vaggie, "Aren't you two supposed to protect this place?" Charlie gives Yn and Vaggie puppy-dog eyes, begging Yn and Vaggie to give Sir Pentious a chance to live in the hotel. Yn and Vaggie gives in as she sighs.
"I guess he's not much of a threat without the war machine." Sir Pentious' cobra head lifts with anticipation, "Or even with the war machine. Plus I guess Yn is here to make sure he doesn't do anything." Sir Pentious' cobra head flaps down with depression, sighing.
"Sure! I don't mind looking after him." Sir Pentious smiled.
Charlie was so happy that she hugged Vaggie, lifting her up in the process and twirling around once.
"Oh! Thank you thank you thank you thank you! Sir Pentious! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!" Charlie leads Sir Pentious to the door inside of the hotel.
"Oh no darling! Thank you! You won't regret this." He smiled sweetly as he slithers next to Yn.
Angel follows soon afterwards, "Eh, I give you a week, tops."
Charlie gives Sir Pentious the tour of the hotel, introducing Husk to him, the wall he blew up before it was fixed.
"So, this is the bar and the bartender. This is the curtain, and this is the new wall after you broke the last one, heh, and oh! Oh! This is the-" Charlie paused as Vaggie grabs Charlie to calm her down again, "Babe, you don't have to show him every detail."
"No." Charlie squealed.
Angel Dust put his arm around, "Uh, what the hell are I then?"
"you're an important part of our family here too, Angel, but you uhm, uh..." Charlie thought.
"Constantly make us look bad, sexually harass the staff, and have literally never once tried to improve?" Vaggie bluntly said.
"What she means is, it's just nice to have someone interested for once." Yn smiled.
As Charlie comes back to Sir Pentious, Angel Dust was having doubts, looking a bit upset at everything Vaggie described him to be. Nifty was playing Keekee with a string when Charlie and Sir Pentious approached them. Keekee hissed at the sight of Sir Pentious and scatters away while Niffty turns around to meet him.
"Over here we have our maid Niffty." Charlie gestured to Niffty.
Niffty gasps, "The bad boy is back!"
Niffty gets up on Sir Pentious and holds his collars, looking at him with insanity in her red eye and a very sadistic smile, which creeps out Sir Pentious.
Niffty spoke in a creepy whisper, "Never leave me again."
"We're about 80% sure she's harmless, and over here we have..." Charlie nearly bumps into Alastor, "Oh! Uh, Alastor! Our gracious facility manager! You've met our newest guest Sir Pentious... hehe.."
"Ah yes! You're the one who ruined my coat!" Alastor's eyes glow red in the dark with a violent temptation to rip him apart as Alastor spoke in a sinister tone, "I definitely remember you now."
Sir Pentious gulps nervously.
"Well, I guess this is a great time for your first lesson!" Charlie clears her throat, "How to apologize!'... The first step to becoming a better person is to admit when you are wrong, why don't you give it a try?"
Sir Pentious took a minute, "Yes. uhm.. Mr uhm.. Radio Demon sir, please forgive me for attacking you and ruining your very lovely coat.. uhm.. Here." As a token of apology, Sir Pentious hands back the small fabric he tore from Alastor's coat.
Alaster takes it and inspects the damage, "Ah-Ho! Not many people have been able to take even this much off me, it must have meant quite a lot to you."
Despite being generous, Alastor burns the fabric tear in green flames, leaving Sir Pentious and Charlie stunned.
The group gather around for a introduction with Sir Pentious. "You obviously know Yn, somehow, but that's not important! Yn is also our facility manager and entertainer along with Angel Dust." Charlie smiled, "Now, with a new resident, I think it's important we all get to know each other! So we are going to play a little game. Everyone, follow me."
"My name is Charlie!" Charlie claps twice, "I like to sing!" She claps twice, "and when we get to know each other it's the greatest thing!" She claps twice.
"My name's Sir Pentious" He claps twice, "I like to build." He claps twice, "and despite my stupid Egg Bois, I think I'm very skilled!" Pentious claps twice.
"My name is Yn." Yn claps twice, "I like to dance," She claps once again, "And if an Angel dares to hurt you..." She clapped twice again, "They will meet their end." Yn clapped twice more.
When it was Angel's turn, he looked disinterested, looking up from his phone, "This is stupid." Angel Dust stated.
"This is not stupid!" Charlie claps twice, "It's just a game!" She claps twice, "Sir Pentious did it well so now please try to do the same!" Charlie claps twice, seeming annoyed.
"I am too sober for this." Angel Dust groaned.
"Well, get used to it and learn how to play, this is gonna be your whole day!" Vaggie smirked and clapped twice.
Next the group try role-playing with Angel Dust wearing a trenchcoat and a hat while he reads a script. Sir Pentious was also role-playing as an innocent child wearing a sailor suit, licking a lollipop. As Husk was an unattentive parent for some reason. Husk didn't mind, he'd got to drink with Yn as she pet his fur.
"Oh, I'm a bad man on the streets who never got enough hugs, now, where's an innocent kid I can sell crack to?" Angel Dust paused, "Wow, who wrote this.?" He whispered.
"Who do you think?" Yn question Angel.
"It's great right? Keep going!" Charlie squealed.
"Hey you." Angel called.
"Who, me?" Pentious pointed to himself.
"Yeah, you look like a kid who could use some... devil's dandruff??" Angel groaned, "Oh, for fuck's sake."
Yn paused her petting Husk's fur, looking at Angel with a chuckle. Husk stopped his drinking looking at Yn waiting for her to let him again.
"Not me! I have to go home and study!" Pentious stated. Husk twitch his ear touching Yn hand, Yn catching on what he wanted she had a small smile on her face and continue to pet him, which caused Husk to purr quietly.
"Come on kid, it'll make you cool like me...the crackhead." Angel dully said.
"The only cool thing here is to say no to drugs! Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to not have sexual intercourse before marriage!" Pentious smiled.
Charlie stands up and claps, "Yes! Oh bravo! Bravo!" Charlie chuckles, "Wow Pentious! At this rate, you'll be redeemed in no time."
"I... I'm going to bed." As Angel heads back up to his room, he overhears Charlie congratulating Sir Pentious.
"I am so proud of you Sir Pentious! That was amazing!" Charlie cheers.
"Thank you! Thank you! You like me! You really like me!" Pentious smiled.
"Good Job, Pentious." Yn smiled.
"Awwww!! Thank you!!!" Pentious hugged Yn.
Yn backed up from the hug and rushed Husk who was drunk, thinking about Yn petting him again later.
In Angel's room, Fat Nuggets is asleep on his bed until Angel accidentally throws his coat on top of him. Fat Nuggets grunts and crawls out of the coat as he watches Angel lie down on his bed. Angel looks at his phone and sees all his voice mails from Valentino. Angel sighs and begins to play them. Valentino's voice mails switch back and forth between a friendly, apologetic tone and a barrage of screams threatening violence.
Valentino's Voice Message:
"Angel baby, come home! It's not the same without you here, I miss you! Come back-"
"ANGEL, YOU BITCH! IF YOU DON'T COME HOME, YOU'LL BE FUCKING GREASY TRUCKERS FOR THE NEXT YEAR-"
"Hey, amorcito, I didn't mean to yell, but you know hore crazy you make me-"
"YOU FUCKING SLUT!"
"Hey; Angie! About earlier-"
"-KILL YOUR WHOLE FUCKIN' FAMILY!"
"Work's really stressful!"
"-LITTLE COCKSUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!"
"[dead serious] You actually think you can change? Addict trash like you doesn't change. I'll see you soon, baby."
Angel sighs as Fat Nuggets gets on the bed next to him.
"Sorry, not now, Fat Nuggets." Angel sighs sadly.
Angel gets up and leaves his room with Fat Nuggets looking worried. Angel goes to Husk's bar and starts drinking alcohol. Then he notices a slithering noise. He finds Charlie's office door opened, and takes a peek inside.
There, he discovers that Sir Pentious is setting up a small camera in one of the bookshelves, a camera that belongs to Vox. Angel realizes what he was doing and slams the door open.
"You slippery little shit!" Angel yelled.
Sir Pentious screams.
"You're working for the Vees? I fucking knew there was something shitty about you." Angel Dust narrows his eyes.
"I don't know what you're talking about!.. whore bug!" Pentious shots back.
Angel was ticked off, and tackles Sir Pentious on the ground. He punches him in the face before wrestling with him.
"Get your aggressively average body...OFF OF ME!" Sir Pentious's eyes spiral hypnotic powers to him.
Angel becomes hypnotized, "Fuck!"
Angel backs away. He then quickly snaps out of it. He now has Sir Pentious cornered. Right then, Yn, Charlie and Vaggie woke up after hearing the scuffle.
Charlie yawns, "What's going on?"
"It's too late for anything." Yn said who was still a bit sleepy.
"This little bitch is a traitor!" Angel Dust gestured to Pentious.
"Preposterous! I would never betray you. You... are my best friends!" Sir Pentious hugs the three girls.
"Uh huh, then explain this!" Angel Dust smirked. Angel lifts off one of the books to reveal a camera, much to Charlie's shock. Sir Pentious realizes that his cover was blown scurries away.
He brings out his wrist watch to make contact with Vox.
"Ah! Ah! Abort! Abort! S.O.S! Agent Pentious in need of immediate evacuation!" Pentious sounded nervous.
Vox immediately picks up.
"Pentious? Wait... you were caught?!? It hasn't even been a day!" Vox laughed.
"Please! You've got to get me out of here!" Pentious begged.
"I can't believe we thought you could handle even something this simple. Do us a favour, if they don't kill you, go ahead and do it yourself! You miserable failure!" Vox hung up.
Sir Pentious was crying, "I... I... just make it quick I guess.. not that I deserve it." Sir Pentious lies on the ground, with Vaggie holding a spear ready to pierce the skull.
"Gladly." Vaggie smirked.
Right before Vaggie could put him out of misery, Yn stops her. "Whoa. Let's not jumps to murder straight away."
"Yn's right. We're not killing anyone." Charlie smiles and starts singing.
"Pentious?" Sir Pentious looks up to see Charlie reaching out for him.
"~It starts with sorry, that's your foot in the door~"
"~One simple sorry, spoken straight from your core.~"
"~The path to forgiveness is a twisting trail of hearts!~"
"~But sorry is where it starts!~"
"~Who could forgive a dirtbag like me?~"
"~I don't deserve your amnesty.~" Angel comes with dual Tommy submachine guns in both hands with Vaggie tailing behind with her spear.
"~Can't we just kill him?~"
"~Shoot him and spill his blood?~" Yn stand in front of Pentious. As Pentious' eyes sparkle.
"That's an option you could choose." Yn answered.
"~Works for us.~" Yn puts her hand out to Pentious who takes it immediately.
"~But who hasn't been in his shoes? It starts verth sorry.~" Charlie added.
"~Sorry.~"
"~Dig down deeper and say one sincere sorry!~"
"~I'm so sorry!~"
"~And your journey's underway!~"
"~It'll take time to cover your/my vast multitude of sins, But sorry is where it begins.~"
"~It starts with sorry.~"
As the song ends, Niffty was also awake, but she was disappointed that Sir Pentious isn't whom she thought he would be: a bad boy.
"I hated that song! Why are you so lame?!" Niffty kicks him on the body and walks away, 'Not a bad boy'."
Charlie happily sighs, "Good first day! Let's get some rest!"
As Charlie and the others except Yn leave with a wrist watch communicator still in the office, Yn looks back at the watch and then to the dark hallway.
"Alastor be a dear and please get rid of the trash in here, goodnight." Yn said as walks away to head back to sleep.
Alastor appears from the shadow of the dark hallway with a smile. He comes and picks up the watch before contacting Vox on the watch.
"WHAT?!?" Vox yelled.
Vox paused when he realized that it was Alastor who was calling him, showing fear in his screen face as Alastor laughed evilly.
"You'll have to try harder than that next time ol' pal!" Alastor smirked.
With a maniacal laughter, Alastor crushed the watch with his bare head, and the only sound Vox makes was a raging scream before Alastor retreats back into the darkness.
Previous Page: Ch. 4: Overtune
Next Page: Ch. 6: The New Sinner in Town (CS)
Beginning: Front Cover
#Yn the crimson queen#axel gear#hazbin hotel#helluva boss#reverse harem#paranoid-di#alastor#angel dust#arackniss#adam#carmilla carmine#charlie morningstar#cherri bomb#husker#lucifer morningstar#lilith#nifty#monty python#rosie#sir pentious#valentino#vox#velvette x reader#zestial#xreader
41 notes
·
View notes
Text
Someday We’ll Be Together
Chapter 11: Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain
————————————————————————
September 12, 2021
(joe's pov)
after y/n ran into the bathroom, i realized the severity of the situation.
i really fucked up.
my plan didn't go the way i wanted it to at all. after i kissed y/n, i panicked and thought that she only kissed me because she got caught up in the moment. the first thing i saw was lexie running out of the bar and i made a split second decision to take the kiss back and make an excuse for why i did it.
"i don't want to talk to you now, or preferably ever again."
my heart shattered when she said those words.
i waited outside of the bathroom door for 10 minutes, until i eventually gave up. even if she did walk out, i'd be the last person she'd want to see.
my first thought was to just get wasted, forget about the situation temporarily.
i made my way over to the bar asked for a bear, adding the "keep 'em coming".
i was three deep when i heard a female voice.
"hey joey."
"i'm not signing stuff tonight, kinda heartbroken right now-" - joe turned and noticed that it was lexie
"lexie.. what the fuck do you want?" - joe
"joe you're absolutely wasted, let me take you home. i remember where you live." - lexie
"where's your boyfriend? thought you'd be busy grinding on him." - joe
"you know he doesn't mean anything to me, you're the only one for me joe." - lexie
"fuck off." - joe
"okay fine. just at least let me drive you home, no funny business i swear." - lexie
"let me get one more beer and then maybe we'll talk."- joe flagged down the bartender
"okay, i'll come back in 10 minutes. i have to go find my boyfriend." - lexie
i rolled my eyes as she walked away, she was such a fake woman.
soon after i finished my beer, lexie walked back up to me.
"you ready to go joey?" - lexie
"yup" - joe
she grabbed my hand to stand up but when i tried to stand up i immediately tripped over my own feet, so i grabbed onto lexies waist.
"you look like an idiot." - lexie laughed
"just shut up and take me back to my house. the faster you get me to the car the faster we can never talk to each other again." - joe
"bro what did i do to you? you don't have to be a dick." - lexie
i scoffed at that, thinking of all the different examples i could use.
"what haven't you done? you've judged my body, used me for my status, cheated on me twice.. want me to keep going?" - joe
we were passing the table that the guys were sitting at, and i heard sam yell for me.
i hurriedly walked away from lexie and walked over to the guys.
"here's this.." - sam handed joe his sweatshirt
y/n had folded my sweatshirt perfectly and gave it to sam to give back to me.
"is she.. still here?" - joe
"i don't think so. she ran after she practically slammed this on the table. oh yeah, she also told me to tell you to go to hell." - sam
"i deserve that." - joe
"bro what did you do? and why the fuck are you with lexie?" - sam
"i- uhm.. i'll tell you later. i really fucked up though, and i'm really scared i just lost her." - joe
"lost her?" - sam
"lost the girl i'm fuckin in love with. it's all my fault too." - joe sighed
"woah woah, go back. joe, you're in love with her?" - sam
"sam, don't play stupid. you know full and well i've been in love with her since damn ohio state." - joe
i hadn't realized that my voice got louder out of irritation and everyone at the table was staring at me with their jaw dropped. jess and gracie having shocked smiles on their faces.
"but i really messed up. i kissed her, but i panicked thinking that she only kissed me back because she got caught up in the moment.." - joe
"so what'd you do?" - jess
"i pretended like i did it to make lexie jealous, like a damn jerk." - joe
"joe! that was such a dick move." - ja'marr
"i know! i've realized that! now i'm never gonna know if she feels the same way because she hates me!" - joe
"go see if she's outside, if she is you should try to explain." - tee
"she doesn't want to talk to me-" - joe
"go!" - the whole table yelled
i ran out the bar and started scanning the sidewalk. y/n was standing yards away from me, but i could still hear her sobbed words. it was pouring the rain, and i felt terrible seeing her stand there with no shelter over her head.
"i hate joe, so much." - you
a few seconds of silence, the other person on the phone was talking.
"mom hurry, i'll tell you everything that happened later. just get here fast, i don't want him to come find me." - you
moments later she said an "i love you too" and got off the phone.
even though she said she didn't want to talk to me, or want me to come find her. i had to.
"y/n.." - joe
i watched her head move in my direction, her crying getting even harder.
"i told you to leave me alone." - you
"please, let me explain." - joe
"i don't want to hear it. go find lexie for all i care. i've done nothing but supported you your whole entire life, joe and you use me to make some bitch jealous?!" - you
"y/n please!" - joe
"you- you're a jerk. you're like every other guy i've ever been around. i thought you were different, i thought you were my best friend. but you are nothing but a lier, player, dick, and you lead me on! i'm sick and tired of being your back burner for when you're girlfriends hurt you!" - you
by this time i was crying with her, she was the only girl i've ever truly wanted and now she'll never know.
"i am your best friend, y/n!" - joe
"no you're not. also, my moms almost here and i don't want you to be anywhere near here when she arrives. after tonight, don't try to contact me in anyway possible because i will not be answering." - you
i nodded and defeatedly started walking back towards the bar door, just as i was about to reach the handle i turned around. y/n was watching me walk away.
"just know this. i never meant to hurt you, and i'm so sorry. you're the greatest thing to ever happen to me, and i wish i would've showed that more. goodnight, y/n." - joe walked back into the bar
when i walked in, the table of my teammates were already looking in my direction. they waited for me to report back to them.
all i did was nod my head "no" and wipe the remaining tears off my cheeks.
i stood there for a second, my back against the door thinking about what had just happened when i realized i didn't have my sweatshirt with me.
i opened the door to see if i had dropped it, only to see y/n hugging her mom by her car that was idle in the road.
my heart broke even more at the sight, and when they pulled away that's when i saw it. my sweatshirt. y/n had it hugged against her chest.
(y/n's pov)
on the way home i explained to my mom what had happened, and as soon as we arrived i went upstairs to my room and cried myself to sleep.
i was sleeping rather peacefully till i got a call at midnight, my phone vibrating on my nightstand.
not even checking the caller ID, i excepted it and mumbled a "hello".
"y/n!" - gracie
"gracie? why the hell are you calling me at midnight?" - you
"aye i'm here too!" - jess
"what is it you guys absolutely needed to wake me up for?" - you
"we found out what happened and wanted to check on you." - jess
"i'll be fine, he's just a stupid guy. i just don't understand why he kept trying to get me to listen to him, there was literally nothing for him to explain!" - you
"you have every right to feel that way and to be mad, but maybe you should've maybe tried to listen. he explained the situation to us, and i really feel like you would want to hear what he has to say.” - gracie
“i mean this in the nicest way possible but i honestly don’t care. i don’t want to hear anything he has to say. he doesn’t deserve it.” - you
“so what are you gonna do? ignore him forever and forget that you were in love with him?” - jess
“that’s the problem. even after all of this, he’s the only guy i can ever picture myself with. i’m still in love with him, i don’t ever think thats gonna change.” - you
“then you should let him talk. you don’t have to today, or even this week. take your time, and then hear him out. i really do think you’ll like what you hear, y/n.” - gracie
“i will. just give me time, i’m still hurt.” - you
“we know. take all the time you need, and just know that joes really upset too. sam and i took him home and he asked us to stay while we he showered, just in case he fell in hit his head since he was still drunk, and we could literally hear him crying from downstairs.” - jess
“he’s such a man-child.” - you laughed
“maybe so, but he cares about you a lot.” - jess
our conversation went on for a little longer till we said our goodnights, but there was no way i was going to be able to back to sleep.
all i could think about was what joe was going to tell me if i let him talk. then came the image of his blue eyes crying in the rain.
what did jess and gracie know that i didn’t?
————————————————————————
authors note: i wonder what happens next????
hope you enjoyed! 🥰🥰
#joe burrow#bengals#joe burrow imagine#joe burrow x reader#joe burrow series#joey b#cincinnati bengals
113 notes
·
View notes
Text
Supernatural (Dean Winchester x Female!Reader)
Sex And Violence
Masterlist
*3rd Person POV*
"Yeah." Sam said into his cellphone as he stands in the bathroom of their motel room. Dean and (y/n) were asleep in one of the beds together, Dean was laying on his right side and (y/n) was hugged up to him. His back against her chest and her left arm draped around his waist and her face was pressed up against his back.
A truck horn sounds and wakes Dean up. He raises his head and sees Sam was not in his bed. "Yeah, that's what I'm telling you. No storms, no bad crops, nothing." Sam said and Dean leans up on an elbow and watches Sam talk in the phone. "Yeah, okay. We'll keep looking. You keep looking too, OK? All right. Talk soon." Sam said and he hangs up and Dean quickly lies down, pretending to be asleep.
Sam enters the main room and watches Dean and (y/n), seeing they were still asleep. Then he pokes Dean with his bathroom bag. "Hey. Up and at 'em, kiddos." he said and Dean pretends to wake up, rubbing his eyes, while (y/n) groans. "Five more minutes." She mumbles as Dean looks over at Sam.
"You're up early. What are you doing?" He asked Sam. "Nothing. I was in the can." Sam replied. "Yeah?" Dean said, not believing him. "Yeah. You want me to draw you a picture?" Sam asked him. "Nah, I'll pass." Dean said as (y/n) goes to lay on her back and rubs her eyes. "Thank God, cause I don't want the first image I see in the morning is Sam's bathroom routine." She grumbles and Sam rolls his eyes.
"Found a job. Bedford, Iowa. Guy beat his wife's brains out with a meat tenderizer." Sam said and both Dean and (y/n) look over at him, alarmed. "Yikes." Dean said. "And get this. Third local inside two months to gank his wife. No priors on any of 'em, all happily married." Sam said. "Ahh. Sounds like Ozzie and Harriet." (y/n) remarks and Sam smirks.
"More like The Shining." he said as (y/n) sits up on the side of the bed. "All right, well I guess we'd better have a look." Dean said
*(y/n)'s POV*
"Why does the PD keep sending you guys? I already said I don't want a lawyer." Mr Benson said to us after we arrived at the prison to interview him.. "They're lining up the firing squad." Dean said, smirking. "I'm pleading guilty." Benson said. "All right, look, you don't want us to represent you, that's fine. In fact it's probably not a bad idea, between you and me. We just wanna understand what happened, that's all." I said to him.
"Mr Benson. Please." Sam pleaded as Benson looked between us then sighs. "What happened was, I killed my wife. You wanna know why? Because she made plans without asking me. He said. "Now when it happened, how did you feel? Disoriented, out of control?" Sam asked him. "Like something possessed you to do it?" Dean added.
"I knew exactly what I was doing. I was crystal clear." Benson said and I furrow my brow. "The why'd you do it?" I asked him. "I don't know. I loved her. We were happy." he replied and Dean places some papers on the table and taps them.
"Nine G's. That's a hefty bill." Dean said and Benson's eyes widen. "Where did you get that?" he asked. "Doesn't matter. We have it. See, certain charges, ones you don't want the missus to know...they show up under shady names like M & C Entertainment." Dean said. "I don't know what you're talking about." Benson said. "Like dropping plastic at a nudie bar for instance." Dean said.
"We just wanna know the truth, Mr Benson." I said to Benson, who was looking at us nervous then he sighs. "Her name was Jasmine." he said. "She was a stripper?" Sam asked. "Dude, her name was Jasmine." Dean said. "Or she's a fan of Aladdin." I added and Dean rolls his eyes. "I didn't mean for it to happen, I don't like to go to strip bars. My buddy was having a bachelor party, and there she was." Benson said.
"Jasmine." Sam said and Benson nods. "She came right up to me. And...I dunno, she was just...perfect. Everything that I wanted." he said. "Well you pay enough and anybody will be anything." Dean said and I elbow his side. "It wasn't about the money. It wasn't even about the sex. It was...I dunno. I....I don't know what it was. It's hard to explain." Benson said and I raise an eyebrow at this.
"And your wife found out?" I asked him. "No, she never had a clue." Benson said. "Then why'd you kill her?" I asked, confused. "For Jasmine. She said we would be together forever. If...if only Vicki was..." Benson said then Dean mutters under his breath. "Muertos."
"Afterwards, me and Jasmine were supposed to meet and she never showed. I don't know where she lives, I don't know her last name, I don't even know her real first name! I'm an idiot." Benson exclaims. "And you didn't think to tell this to the cops?" Sam asked him. "What for? The stripper didn't do it, I did it. And I know what I deserve. The judge doesn't give me the death sentence, I'll just do it myself." Benson said and the boys and I exchange looks.
*3rd Person POV*
Dr Cara Roberts sits behind her desk and tips some tablets from a bottle into her hand. She swallows the tablets and rubs her temples as Sam enters the office. "Rough night?" he asked her, smiling, and she turns and smiles at him. "Fun night. Rough morning." she said and Sam sniggers.
"Can I help you?" Cara asked him. "Ahhh...yes. Um, I'm Special Agent Stiles, FBI. You Doctor Cara Roberts?" Sam asked her as he showed her his badge. "Far as I know." she replied.
"You do some work with the Sheriff's department?" Sam asked. "Yeah, when I'm not slogging it through the ER. It's a small town. We multi-task." Cara said, shrugging. "Well, I have some questions about a case. About several cases actually. Do you mind if I sit?" Sam asked her and she motions him to a chair.
"Great. Adam Benson, Jim Wylie, and Steve Snyder." Sam listed off and Cara nods. "Oh yeah, the men who killed their wives?" she asked and Sam nods. "You handled their work-ups, right?" he asked. "Autopsies for the wives and tox screens for the perps. Two-for-one special." Cara said.
"You find anything?" he asked. "Not really. I mean, c.o.d. on the women was pretty clear. There was nothing unusual in their systems." she explained. "What about the husbands?" Sam asked her and she looks at him, curiously.
"Can I....see your badge again?" She asked and he pulls it out and she looks closely at his badge then at Sam. "There was one thing, um, an anomaly in the blood work. And I remember thinking how strange it was that it showed up in all three of the men." she said.
"That what showed up?" Sam asked, confused. "Oxytocin. And their levels were crazy high." Cara said. "Ahh. Oxytocin?" Sam said, asking for an elaboration. "Mm-hmm, it's a hormone that's produced during childbirth, lactation and sex." Cara said then Sam nods. "OK." he said.
"People call it the love hormone. Um, you know how it feels when you first fall in love. The whole weak in the knees, tattoo you on my chest thing? That's oxytocin. Of course it eventually fades and then you're stuck with every relationship ever. That and the painful regime of tattoo removal." Cara said, chuckling, and her and Sam smile at each other just as Dean and (y/n) enter.
"What'd we miss?" Dean asked and Cara looks at the two, confused, then back at Dean. "Ahh, these are my partners, Agent Murdoch and Agent Case." Sam introduced and Cara, Dean and (y/n) shake hands.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Doctor Roberts." she said and (y/n) nods. "Pleasure to meet you." She greets then Cara turns to Sam. "So, um, can I help you with anything else?" she asked him. "Uhh, sure, just one more thing. This chemical, this..." Sam said and trails off as he tries to remember what it was call.
"Oxytocin." She answered and Sam nods. "Oxytocin. What would cause those high levels that you found?" he asked her. "Nothing that I've ever seen." she said. "OK. That's it. Thanks Doc." Sam said and they exchange smiles again then he, Dean and (y/n) move to the door. Sam hesitates then turns back to her.
"By the way...try a greasy breakfast. Best thing for a hangover." He informed her and she smiles again. "Watch it buddy, I'm the only M.D. here." she said and Sam nods and leaves. "Looks like a certain doctor has their eyes on you." (Y/n) teased and Sam scoffs as they leave the hospital.
*(y/n)'s POV*
"So Whylie and Snyder totally fessed up, huh?" Sam asked as we get to the parking lot of the hospital. "One emptied his IRA, the other, his kids' college fund, all on the same day." Dean said. "Live nude girls?" Sam asked and we nod. "A club called The Honey Wagon." I said.
"These guys have affairs too, with a stripper also known as Jasmine?" asked Sam. "Yes and no. This is where it gets interesting. Each guy hooked up with a different chick." said Dean. "So, what? These girls all connected somehow?" Sam asked. "Well, they all described their stripper in the same way, the exact same way. Perfect, and everything that they wanted." I said and Sam scoffs out a laugh.
"Yeah, at least until dream Barbie convinced them to murder their wives." He said. "There's that." Dean said, shrugging. "You know, it's almost like they were under some kinda love spell." Sam said. "Sure seems that way." I said. "Which caused them to become totally psychotic." Sam said.
"Absolutely." Dean said, smiling. "You seem pretty cheery." Sam points out and I eye Dean. "Strippers, Sammy. Strippers. We're on an actual case involving strippers. Finally." Dean said and I fold my arms and clear my throat at him and he looks at me. "Hey, I can look just can't touch." He said and I raise an eyebrow at him. "You better just look..." I said in a threatening tone and he raised his hand up.
That night, Dean and I make it over to the club and show our badge to security. The guy lets us in and we go inside to find the manager as Thunder Kiss '65 plays over the speakers. "We're looking for three girls. Jasmine, Aurora and Ariel." Dean said to the manager, who looked at us annoyed.
"You seriously think those names mean anything to me?" he asked us. "One's a redhead about 5'9". The other one's Asian, about..." I said and the manager scoffs. "You have any idea how many girls I deal with? Fake names, fake hair, fake..." he said and Dean sighs. "You gotta have some sort of paperwork. Check stubs. Some way to keep track of the strippers." Dean said.
"Please, exotic dancers. Independent contractors working for cash. I stay out of their hair, they stay out of what little I have left." The manager said. "Three of your customers murdered their wives. You don't think that that's weird?" I asked him, suspiciously. "Yeah. I think that's super-friggin' weird. But you know what it ain't? My problem." The manager said and he leaves.
"Nice helpful fellow." I grumbled as Sam comes up to us. "Any luck?" He asked us. "No. You?" Dean said. "A little. I just talked to Bobby, we officially have a theory." Sam said. "What's that?" Dean and I asked. "Siren." Sam said. "Like Greek myth siren, the Odessy?" Dean asked and both Sam and I give Dean a surprised look. "....Hey, I read!" Dean said, defensively.
"Yeah, actually. But the siren's not actually a myth, it's more of a beautiful creature that preys on men, enticing them with their siren song." Sam said. "Let me guess, Welcome to the Jungle? No, no. Warrant's Cherry Pie." Dean jokes "Their song is more of a metaphor, like...like their call, their allure, you know?" Sam said.
"So they shake their thing and the guys zombie out." I said and Sam nods. "Basically, yeah. Sirens lived on islands, sailors would chase 'em, completely ignoring the rocky shores...and dash themselves to pieces." he said. "Sounds like Adam and his buddies." Dean said.
"Yeah. If you were a siren in '09 looking to ruin a bunch of morons, where would you set up shop?" Sam asked, rhetorically. "So whatever floats the guy's boat, that's what they look like?" Dean asked. "Yeah. You see, sirens can read minds. They see what you want most and then they can kinda, like, cloak themselves. You know, like an illusion." Sam explained.
"So it could all be the same chick? Morphing into, uh, to different dream girls?" I asked. "Yeah, actually. Probably. Sirens are usually pretty solitary." Sam said. "How do we kill it?" asked Dean. "Bobby's working on it. Even if we figure that out..." Sam said as we look out into the crowd of people in the club. "How the hell are we gunna find it? It could be anybody." I said.
The next day, Dean and I were sitting in the motel room and I noticed that Sam left his cellphone. "Sam left his phone." I pointed out and Dean stares at it then picks it up. "Dean, what are you doing?" I asked as he scrolls the numbers then clicks on a number and brings it up to his ear.
"Dean..." I said but he holds up a finger at me then a second later, his face hardens in anger then he quickly hangs up. "What the hell, Dean?" I asked him. "Sam's been talking to Ruby." Dean said and my eyes widen in shock. "What?" I asked.
But before Dean could reply, Sam enters the room. "Lenny Bristol was definitely another siren vic." Sam said. "You get in to see him?" Dean asked him. "Yep. He bought home a stripper named Belle. Coupla hours later he offed his mother. Belle, of course, went MIA." Sam said and I shake my head and look over at Sam.
"Wait, he killed his mom?" I asked. "The woman he was closest too." Sam said then his phone starts to ring. "Yeah, you, uh, forgot your cell phone." Dean said and he tosses Sam his phone. Sam gives Dean a worried look as he answers it
"Hey Bobby." Sam answered and he listens to what Bobby had to say. "Ahhh, no. And, uh, it doesn't seem like she's slowing down any. You got anything?" he asked. "Hold on a sec, I'll put you on speaker." He said then he pushes a button his phone then Bobby's voice speaks through the phone.
"It says you need a bronze dagger, covered in the blood of a sailor, under the spell of the song." Bobby said. "What the hell does that mean?" Dean asked. "You got me. We're dealing with 3000 years of the telephone game here." Bobby said.
"Best guess?" Sam asked. "Well, the siren's spell ain't got nothing to do with any song. It's most likely some kind of toxin or venom. Something she gets in the vic's blood." Bobby sai. "And makes them go all Manchurian Candidate." Sam said.
"Uh, what do you think, she infects the men during sex?" I asked Bobby. "Maybe." Bobby said. "Supernatural STD." Dean jokes. "Well, however it happens, once it's done the siren's gotta watch her back. She gets a dose of her own medicine..." Bobby said then Sam finished his sentence. "It kills her." he said. "Like a snake getting iced by its own venom." Bobby said.
"So we just gotta find a way to juice one of the OJs in jail?" Dean asked. "Not that easy. None of those guys are under the spell anymore. Haven't got a clue where you're going to get the blood you need." Bobby said and Sam looks up. "I think I might have an idea." he said. "Be careful, boys. These things are tricky bitches. Wrap you up in knots before you know what hit ya. (Y/n), keep an eye on these boys." Bobby said and I chuckle. "I'll do my best, Bobby." I said.
"Dr. Roberts." Sam greets Roberts when we arrived in her office. "Agent Stiles. Can't stay away, huh?" she asked him. "Actually, uh, we're here on business. About the blood samples. The ones with the high...you know...oxytocin?" Sam said then Dean speaks up. "You still have them?" he asked and she nods.
"Good, we need them." I said and she furrows her brow at us. "What for?" she asked but then we hear footsteps behind us. "Excuse me, Dr. Roberts?" a man's voice calls out and we turn and see a young man with short dirty blonde hair and wearing a suit.
"Yeah?" Roberts asked as Dean pulls out his badge. "Excuse me, uh, we're a little busy here, buddy." Dean tells him and the guy pulls out his own badge. "Yeah, so am I, pal." he said then I turn to Roberts. "Doc, can you give us a sec, please?" I asked her and she backs away. "Sure." she said. "Thanks." I said and she leaves and we all turn to the newcomer.
"What's your name?" Dean asked him. "Nick Munroe. What's yours?" Munroe said. "I'm Special Agent Sam Stiles, these are my partners Dean Murdoch and (y/n) Case. What office are you from?" Sam asked him. "Omaha, Violent Crimes Unit. My SAC sent me down here to see about the murders." Munroe replied and I hum at this, suspiciously.
"You?" Munroe asked us. "D.C. Our Assistant Director assigned us." I replie. "Oh, which AD?" Munroe asked. "Mike Kaiser." Sam replied. "What are your badge numbers?" he asked us. "You're kidding, right?" Dean asked him, annoyed. "I'm just following protocol." Munroe said then Sam hands him a card.
"Look man, whatever. Just call our AD, he'll sort things out." Sam said and Munroe takes the card and dials the number. Bobby will give this guy a what for. I thought as Munroe said. "Yeah, Assistant Director Kaiser, please." silence then he continues. "Yes, sir. Hello. It's Agent Nick Munroe. I'm calling about two of your men and a woman. Stiles, Case and Murdoch? Uh, it seems that they've been put on my case by mistake?"
His face then goes white as I fight back a smile. "No, no, no, sir. I'm not questioning...Ahhh, no sir." he said. Then he hangs up his phone then comes back over to us. "I'm sorry, guys." he said. "Just don't let it happen again." Dean said.
"Where are you at with this?" Munroe asked us. "Where are you at with this?" I asked him. "Well, I was just about to run the, uh, perps' bloodwork." Munroe said. "I already checked, dead end." Sam said. "Oh yeah?" Munroe said, an eyebrow raised. "Yeah." Sam said.
"But get this. I feel like I found something that, uh, connects all the murderers." Munroe said. "Really?" I asked and Munroe nods. "They were all banging strippers....from the same club." he replied. "You don't say!" Dean said with sarcasm and Munroe looks between us.
"What do you say we, uh, go down there and check it out?" he asked us but a part of me wasn't really buying this. "Well, here's the thing, Nick. See, we're kinda lone wolves..." Dean said but then Sam talks over him. "You know what, that sounds like an excellent idea. Just...just give me a second with my partners and we'll, uh...one sec." Sam said then he turns to me and Dean.
"Come here." he said and we walk a few feet away from Munroe. "Dude, you two gotta stay with him." Sam tells us. "What?" Dean and I said. "Keep him outta the way." Sam said. "Why us?" I asked. "'Cause I gotta get the blood samples." Sam said.
"What the hell are we supposed to do with him?" Dean asked. "Just take him to the strip club...keep an eye out for the siren." Sam said and I sigh. "Fine, we'll do what we can." I said as Sam goes over to Roberts office.
"All right, we're taking my ride, no complaining about the tunes." Dean said as he, Munroe and I walk out on the parking lot of the hospital towards the Impala. "No way. You drive an Impala?" Munroe asked, excitedly. "Yeah." Dean said, surprised about Munroe's enthusiasm, while I eyed Munroe.
"It's a '67, right? It's a 327 four barrel." Munroe said. "Yeah, actually." said Dean, smiling.
"It's a thing of beauty." Munroe said. "Thanks." said Dean. "How the hell did you talk the Bureau into letting you drive your own wheels?" Munroe asked as he gets into the passenger seat of the Impala before I could.
I bite my lips and sigh at this as I get into the backseat and Dean gets into the driver's. Then we drive off.
Dean, Munroe and I were sitting at a table at the club while they were taking shots, I was nursing on the beer I had. I still was suspicious of Munroe. I don't know what but something about him was just not right and I just sat there going deep into my thoughts.
"Hey, Earth to (y/n)." I hear Dean said and I look over at him. "What?" I asked him. "Were you off in Neverland or what?" Dean asked me and I shake my head. "No..I was..." I said as I glance over at Munroe, who was eyeing me. "I was just thinking over this case." I replied.
"Yeah, I was thinking that myself. I mean, how does a girl talk four different johns into murder?" Munroe asked. "It's a crazy world." Dean said. "I guess." Munroe said then he looks between us and leans forward.
"Hey, can I level with you?" He asked and we nod. "I found something kinda weird." he said. "Well. You have bought your weird to the right spot. Lay it on us." Dean said. "I went to the crime scene this morning. Saw them bagging this up." Munroe said and he hands Dean some purple petals in a plastic bag.
"So I went back, uh, through all the files. It turns out a flower just like that was found at every crime scene." Munroe said. "Like it was left on purpose?" I asked him and Munroe nods. "You know, sometimes a serial killer will leave an object behind, like a calling card. But with this case? Tell you the truth, I got no idea what's going on." he said as I look at the flowers.
"I think I might. I've seen a flower like this before." Dean said as he looks over my shoulder at them. "Well, I'll go research it and you boys can stay here and continue to have fun, okay?" I said as I go to stand up. "You sure?" Dean asked me and I nod. "Yeah...I'll call you if I find anything." I said and Dean shrugs. "Okay..." he said and I place my hand on his shoulder. "Be careful. Try not to have too much fun." I said to him and he smiles and raises his glass.
I smile back at him then leave the club, pull out my cellphone and dial up a number. "Bobby...you know that Nick Munroe that called you earlier. I don't trust him...is there a way you could see if he really is from the FBI?" I asked him. "Way ahead of you, kiddo. I've been digging up on this Munroe guy ever since I got off of the phone with him." Bobby said.
"And?" I asked. "And there is no Munroe working for the FBI." Bobby said as I continue down the road. "That's not good." I said. "Yeah, so either he is another hunter or..." Bobby said. "Or he's the siren." I said. "It's a strong possibility. You don't think there's anyone else?" Bobby asked. "Maybe Doctor Roberts but the only thing connecting her is these flowers." I said as I hold up the bag and look at the flowers.
"What flowers?" Bobby asked me. "Uh, these purple flowers Munroe handed to me and Dean. Munroe said that these were left at each crime scenes, like a calling card." I said and there was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. "(Y/n)...sirens don't leave flowers or any kind've evidence that they were there." Bobby said and I stop in my tracks and my heart felt like it stopped.
"Bobby, I'll call you back." I said and I hang up and run back to the club. I look around and could not find Dean and Munroe, they were gone. "Oh, crap." I muttered then I dial up Dean's phone but he doesn't answer. I run out of the club and down the street as I keep trying to call him but no answer. I try Sam and there was no answer from him either.
"Damn it." I growled and I call Bobby. "Bobby...we have a problem..." I said as I run down the street.
I made it to the hotel and run to the door of our room and could hear voices from the other side. "See what I mean? We used to be in this together. We used to have each other's backs." I hear Dean say. "OK, fine. You know why I didn't tell you or (y/n) about Ruby, and how we're hunting down Lilith? Because you're too weak to go after her, Dean. You're holding me back. I'm a better hunter than you are. Stronger, smarter. I can take out demons you're too scared to go near." I hear Sam say and I gasp at this.
"That's crap." Dean said. "You're too busy sitting around feeling sorry for yourself. Whining about all the souls you tortured in hell. Boo hoo." Sam spat and I open the door. "STOP!" I shout and I see both boys about to fight and Munroe stand over to the other side of the room.
"Oh, damn. I forgot about you." Munroe said as he glares at me and the boys stare at me. "Surprise, bitch." I said with a satisfied smile. "Well, we won't be needing you anyway. The boys want me now as their partner." Munroe said as he walks up to the boys and places his left hand on Dean's shoulder and his right hand on Sam's shoulder.
"What I have these boys is a genuine relationship. Built on trust and respect. You...you just drug people to get them to like you. It's pathetic." I sneered and Munroe's smile falters a bit as his eyes narrow at me, menacingly. Then he forms a tight smile on his lips. "You sure about that?" He said then he looks between the boys.
"Change of plans boys. Whoever kills Little Miss Perfect, gets to be with me forever." Munroe said, a gleeful glint in his eyes, and my eyes widen a bit as both Sam and Dean stalk towards me. "Sam...Dean...c'mon, You two can fight this." I said but then Sam throws a punch at me but I duck.
Both boys start to throw punches toward me and I do my best to duck and dodge but they did get a few punches in. "Boys, stop! I don't want to hurt you two." I yelled but then Dean punches me across the face, knocking me down. I land on my front then spit out some blood out of my mouth and start to push myself up off of the ground.
"Okay, you asked for it." I growled then I turn around, sharply, raised my hands and used my powers to knock the boys back. Well, Dean was knocked back but all my powers did to Sam was make him stumble back. I caught a quick glimpse of Munroe looking a bit surprised before Sam says. "Too weak." Then he comes up to me and we trade punches to each other.
"You know ever since you and Dean got together, I've been the third wheel. We don't talk as much as we used to, not as close as we used to be." Sam said then he goes to punch me. "You know that's not true." I said and we keep fighting each other.
"Sam, I'm really sorry about this." I said, sincerely, and I punch him in the stomach, making him double over, then I get down on the ground and sweep his legs with my feet, making him fall down. I get up only to be tackled down on the ground and hit the back of my head against the floor.
I shake my head and see it was Dean who tackled me and he stood over me and had an axe in his hands. Now I was terrified.
"Dean! Dean, please fight this bitch's spell. C'mon, you're stronger than this!" I yelled. "Do it. Do it for me, Dean." Munroe said with a sound of pleasure in his voice. Dean glares at me for a moment then said. "It's your fault I was sent to hell! If you didn't get yourself killed, I wouldn't have done those things in hell!" Dean yells and he starts to raise up his axe. "I should've killed you when I came back!" Dean growls and I was so horrified at what I was hearing that I couldn't react, I froze.
But then the axe was grabbed by Bobby, who came up behind Dean, then jabs him in the shoulder with a bronze knife, making him cry out. Munroe begins to run and Bobby turns, raises the knife and flings it at Munroe
"No. NO!" Sam shouts as the knife hits Munroe square in the back and he falls over, dead.
Later, the boys were leaning against the Impala and I stand in front of them as Bobby comes up and hands us all drinks. "Thanks." Sam and I said as we accept the bottles and Dean looks at it. "Soda?" Dean said, questioning. "You three are driving, aren't ya?" Bobby asked and we shrug as we take a sip then Sam looks at me and Bobby.
"Thanks, guys. You know, if you two hadn't shown up when you guys did..." Sam said and I nod. "Done the same for me, more than once." Bobby said. "Course, (y/n) was the smart one for suspecting Munroe. She called me and we figured it out."
The boys look over at me and I give them a small smile. "Thanks, (y/n)." Sam said and I nod. "You boys woulda done the same for me." I said while I glanced over at Dean who nodded and there was an awkward silence among us. Obviously, things that were said was hanging in the air.
"You three gunna be OK?" Bobby asked us.
"Yeah, fine."
"Yeah, good."
"Just dandy."
Bobby looks between us then tips his hat and heads back over to his car. "See ya." He said then he pauses and turns back to us. "You know, those sirens are nasty things. That it got to you, that's no reason to feel bad." He said and he gets in his car and drives away. The boys and I sip our drinks.
"You gunna say goodbye to Cara?" Dean asked Sam. "Nah, not interested." Sam said. "Really? Why not?" Dean asked him and Sam shrugs. "What's the point?" Sam said. "Well, look at you. Love 'em and leave 'em." I remarked and Sam looks at me then at Dean before he sighs.
"Guys, look, you know I didn't mean the things I said back there, right? That it was just the siren's spell talking?" he asked us as he looks between me and Dean. "Of course, me too." Dean said and he looks over at me. "I didn't mean what I said to you either." He said and I bite my lips and fold my arms across my chest. "You positive?" I asked him, suspiciously. "I swear." Dean said and I look him over, let out a sigh through my nose then nod.
Maybe I'm just in denial but I really want to believe that what Sam and Dean said to me was just the siren making them say it, especially Dean. But maybe that part of me that feels like absolute crap keeps knocking at the door in my mind and make me doubt my relationship with Dean.
No! I can't think that! I love Dean and Sam. Sam is my best friend and Dean, I love him with all my heart. I thought before Sam speaks up.
"'Kay. So...so we're good?" Sam asked. "Yeah, we're good." Dean said then the boys turn to me. "(Y/n)?" Sam asked me and I think for a moment before I nod. "Yeah, sure...we're good." I said then Sam enters the backseat and I go over to the passenger seat before Dean grabs my hand.
I turn to him and stares at me with his green eyes. "You know I didn't mean it." He said to me, softly. "I know you didn't, Dean. Still just a bit jarring from hearing you say it." I replied and Dean looks down, sadly, then he looks back at me.
"I'll make it up to you. I promise." Dean said and I smirk a bit. "You better, Winchester." I said, in a lighthearted tone, then I wink and he smiles and lets go of my hand and we head inside the car.
@rach5ive @kitsun369 @itzabbyxx @cevans-winchester @ellie-andthemachine
#fandom#fanfic#fan fiction#reader insert#x reader#supernatural#dean winchester#dean winchester x you#dean x you#supernatural dean#supernatural fanfic series#supernatural fandom#supernatural fanfiction#dean x reader#dean winchester x y/n#dean winchester x reader#dean winchester imagine#dean winchester x female!reader#fantasy#tv show fandom#tv shows#tv series#tv#horror
74 notes
·
View notes
Text
I'm back and I'm so sorry! I won't make any promises for the last 2 ep of the Winchesters, but I will be reviewing/rewatching them anyways just ... who knows when, I dont!
But let's get started on You've got a Friend 1x11.
I hopefully will be a bit less rambly since O have a draft of my thoughts already written for this and its less... as Im watching (i can post that too if yall wanna but dunno if ull understand my handwriting)
We begin where we left off and I love that we have this scene of them needing to clean up, adds realism, adds dimension to the world. Love also that we begin with Lata being the Lata we all love - dejected in this case about her chimera paw was ruined. Queue Carlos with the teasing. The 2 of em banter a bit before Mary redirects us all to the matter at hand.
And Mary has come a long way in these episodes, because she may not join the banter (still closed off somewhat as opposed to Carlos and Lata's easy repartee) but she is going off of it and adding them into her area of interest.
But all stops when John come in blood soaked and in shock - Mary instantly worried he might be hurt, but nope, not this time.
I am so happy to see them portray the actual shock and numbness John is feeling, then the guilt and sadness, just all the reaction to Kyle's death really. And considering the survivor's guilt John is lugging around, it makes it even more heartbreaking. I also love seeing that Mary is the level headed one here - she,.imo, is clearly pushing down the grief to focus on John's issues here, hell we see very little of her grieving in this episode and everytime we do, she's quick to redirect that feeling into action - sometimes into violence point blank. She does it here, asking what the Akrida could want, she does it even moreso with Millie, where she does open up a bit since Millie is offering comfort, but then it turns into Millie coming with a plan which directly leads to Mary wanting to storm the police station guns blazing and the ep ends with Mary and John discussing Kyle (also god Mary looks absolutely exhausted here, fuck) but Mary derails it by saying they need to find Dean instead. She's def not allowing herself the moment to deal with Kyle's death which may prove relevant when discussing next episode.
I'd forgotten this ep was the Lata episode. Like ep 8 was Carlos', this one is Lata's. And god does it hurt.
1st, move the feather boa, Carlos!
2nd, I do genuinely believe Lata and Maggie were together. Everything in this episode points that way to me (but especialy the sweetpea nickname) We'll round back to this though.
The other thing we note in the sequence in Maggie's room is how close Carlos and Lata are to each other. Which we knew, but I always love seeing it again in action.
Before we continue with the emotional core of this ep, we have to get back to plot with Betty! I love Betty..I also can't blame her for being ....hesitant to say the least. Like imagine what she's seen so far: the guy who, before leaving to the marines illegally, proposed to her, is suddently interacting with, apparently, imfamous Mary Campbell, who is seen at several murder/investigation scenes suddenly appears ro have killed someone? And she already knows John had anger issues before hand. Like i get her here. And still shes trying to be nice while doing her job.
Which leads me to the next part, her job. So the detective... he's wording (even with him being really Akrida) echoes a lot of corrupt cop rethoric which only gets further emphasized when he later threatens to have John... killed 'accidently'. And, on top of them, speaking pf policw corruption even a 'good cop' like Betty becomes complicit simply because of the power the Akrida gained via the detective role cuz she was unwittingly helping them throughout.
But god, was John a bit too cocky here. (My notes have this marked as "this is why you let villains monologue, John!"). Especially since he actually doesn't have any info on Dean. (Love that we see the pic of Dean, missed him) l.
Meanwhile Lata and Carlos have found the bracelet and it's fucked them over. Also, I fucking hate the shadows thing, very creepy. Also also it reminds me of the daeva that Meg uses in s1 of SPN. I'm also reminded of SPN with the story the detective tells John about how they'll get rid of him - SPN's own crooked cop ep featured exactly this sorta plan too, but in killing Dean.
Really though, the main thing I found interesting upon rewatch is just how much Lata is our Dean mirror in this one. Specifically, in getting targeted by the bracelet she's forced to relive a trauma (Sania's death) via Carlos acting as substitute, only this time she succeeds where prior she thought she failed (which lemme make clear, no, Lata was at no point and in no way at fault, but she did internalize that guilt - much like Dean tends to internalize guilt) . Which Dean, much like Lata ends up doing when getting involved with this universe, ends up reliving a trauma (his parents death - Mary especially) of something he failed, in his mind, to prevent/save via rescuing this universe's Mary. And much like Lata, who can't undo what happened to Sania, but can "begin to make it better" (the Hey Jude line just hit me so I had to use it), so too can Dean. It won't change what happened in his life, wont save his mom, but it will help him heal nonetheless.
Adding to this Maggie? Who opperates as a Cas parallel here - she was Lata's person, who shared everything with Lata but Lata couldn't in turn for fear of judgement/shame, who notably is dead and thus Lata can't ever reveal her secret to. Well, it hurts is what it does.
But watching this I noticed another interesting thing though, for all that the bracelet seems to work like Osiris (pulling on the guilt the person feels is most agregious), the bracelet actually seems to want the wearer to get out. Carlos is taken just as Lata begins wondering which secret it's trying to make her face and is sent to Sania's room - direct answer. Then later,.even more blatant, using Maggie's face, tries to get Lata to disclose the secret, but Lata talks around it instead til the creature takes her too.
It seems like Erebus had a test for his warriors, one he wanted them to win.
Throughout all of Lata's story, I was seething. I truly hate her family and Carlos was 100% saying exactly what I was thinking.
Another thing I appreciated though, about Carlos, is the emotional maturity. Yes they were dying and yes it was urgent that Lata disclose her secret but Carlos made certain to reassure her throughout. Tried to give her as much space as possible.
In other thoughts, Lata's mom making that "vs family" distinction, uuuh it rattled sth in me only to them have Lata say "my parents would never look at m the same way"? In the Dean Winchester show? God, the echoes of John's shitty parenting were deafening. Bur yes to eveything Carlos said. It truly wasnt Lata's fault.
And I adore also the ending conversation between Lata and Carlos (both wearing blue and god I want Carlos' coat) because yes, this kind of stuff shouldn't be forced out on anither persons whim. Lata doesn't have to tell John and Mary anything, it is her story to tell, but also yes, Carlos is right to reassure her that if she wants to share it with them, they'll likely react well like he did. And yes the reason this particular scene hit so hard is partially personal, but because of that it drove me insane in SPN where there was a tendency for people to push other to open up at their own whim (and yes, Sam did it often to mutiple people, hounding them until they cracked and spilled whatever trauma they were trying to deal with but then have nothing to give in return, no comfort or even really reaction, and yes he most of all did it to Dean a lot and it did puss me off) So yea, love this episode for the Lata and Carlos of it all!
Also I have a few questions, when Millie was trying to convince Betty about the supernatural, at one point she said "it's not like-" and cut off. She was trying to defend against the accusation of 'playing make believe). Also, Betty says sth like "Mary, I expected.this from" with relation once more to her not believing in monsters soooo.... has Mary ever been taken in under suspicion of being delusional? Was Millie? Or John?! I've questions ok i need y'alls opinions on this one.
Also, I would've soo cracked if the Akrida asked about Dean, cuz I def miss him a lot and id fucking gush about him at that point.
Anyways, that's it for this one. See you guys next time where we'll be clowning (have I mentioned I hate clowns?)
@noybusiness thanks for push earlier this month, i needed that a lot and thanks for the support for this rewatch ❤
@shallowseeker thanks the new posts, been inspiring me to get back to writing this ❤
#spnwin#spnwin rewatch#spnwin 1x11#also yea it wasnt much shorter than my usual#which is a problem since it fucking 3.30am here and ive work tomorrow#oh well#it was fun tho
12 notes
·
View notes
Text
𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬' 𝐬/𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞
⤷ female, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!
Warnings: swearing
ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ
𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿
・You had seen Keeley on the tv before you ever saw her in person.
・And when you did see her in person, you went up and introduced yourself. Only because you were making yourself do things that were difficult (it was supposed to be character-building or something - an idea from your therapist)
・And talking to a pretty girl was one step toward having more confidence
・But she was absolutely lovely
・And you were left feeling so light and bubbly after the conversation
・But fate somehow had a hand in your relationship because you kept bumping into each other.
"I'm not stalking you, I promise!" You blurted out one morning after entering the coffee shop she was exiting.
But she only laughed.
"I've had stalkers before love, you ain't as good as 'em," she winked and walked off. Leaving you with a very fast beating heart.
・You fantasised about her; daydreaming about how your relationship would be. What your wedding would be like, how many kids you would have, if you would be the bread winner or Keeley
・And then you would be brought back to reality with a yell from your boss
・Your pining lasted a few months, until one of your friends got fed up with your inaction and added her on Instagram
・She accepted, and to your surprise, she dm'ed you first
'we go to the same coffee shop, don't we?'
・You were stunned and didn't think this would happen in a million years. Were you supposed to answer straight away? In 10 minutes? In an hour, oh god a day??
・This was why you were terrible at dating and relationships in general - you never knew what to do
・But Keeley had made you feel so at ease, and you made up your mind. Even if you looked stupid, at least you were being polite
'Yeah, we do! Too bad today they didn't have their croissants :('
・You waited and waited and saw that she had read the message. It took two minutes for the bubbles to form and you were squealing
'I could get you one tomorrow!'
・You nearly threw your phone across the room. FUCK WAS SHE FLIRTING OR JUST BEING NICE?!
'Really?? thank you! What time do you get there?'
・Was this a date? Were you inadvertently creating a date?
・The answer was yes. A big fat fucking yes. Which led to more and more dates.
・And then she asked if you wanted to sleep over at her place and it was the best time of your life. The next morning she made snails out of pancakes and various other creatures. It made you fall in love with her even more.
・There was something about Keeley that made you feel confident and weak in the knees at the same time
・She always loops her arm with yours, nudging you and then holding you close.
・And Keeley always has something to say, so there's never a lull in the conversation
・She's asked you if you'd still love her if she was a worm, and you said yes. And you'd make a little worm house for her, and get her food. And she started crying.
・Who knew a B-level model and D-level celebrity would fall in love with you?
・You honestly never thought Keeley and you would work. Or at least, get this far. Past the point of talking to each other in the coffee shop.
・But you did, and you moved into her place
・She brings you to all the Richmond games (or the important ones, if you don't like sports)
・Roy and Jamie cornered you one afternoon, both had their arms crossed in front of each other.
・But you weren't intimidated in the slightest
"You hurt her, and we'll break your face," Roy grumbled. And Jamie nodded and then looked at his captain with a tad of horror.
"Fair," you said and walked away.
・Would definitely get two ragdoll kittens with pink collars and love heart name tags.
・Her favourite things to do with you are staying up late watching movies - especially romance. She can't help but love them. Especially 'Leap Year' and 'Mamma Mia.'
𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔
Chaotic Dumbass Duo
Always Hold Grudges (You) x Forgives Too Easily (Keeley)
You Didn't Believe The Other Could Ever Love Them Back But They Do
𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆
You Fell First, But They Fall Harder
𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈
Underground by Cody Fry
#witchthewriter#headcanons#keeley jones#keeley jones x reader#keeley jones headcanons#s/o#s/o headcanons#ted lasso#ted lasso headcanons#ted lasso x reader#witch the writer's headcanons#witch the writer's stories#female reader#keeley jones x female reader#keeley jones x you#keeley jones x y/n
38 notes
·
View notes
Text
Breaking down the comics: An evening with Bill.
Moon Knight afterward from issue #25.
Truth, I agonized on if I was going to acknowledge this. My business is with the Moon Knight comics, after all… History, development, and personal insight into the comics. You know, me screaming into a dark room about how much I love this comic.
But where would we be if we didn’t have a little insight into the legend himself: Bill Sienkiewicz.
Issue #25 was a special double long comic. These bad boys come out once in a blue moon to celebrate the success and growing popularity of a comic! Once a comic becomes top ranking, you’ll start to get Annuals and yearly (sometimes bi-yearly) double longs!
So here we sit in 1982, just a few years after the creation of Moon Knight and we get our first double!
But what really makes you pick up a comic in the store in the first place? Especially if you know nothing about the characters. Sure, Marvel (and DC) will splash a crossover event with a popular character across the cover to lure in those that are fans of the one character. They’ll also do variant covers to get the collectors wild (gotta catch ‘em all!). Limited runs? You know someone’s trolling Ebay for that blank cover that gives nothing away. You’ll also get guest artists who do ONLY covers. Fans of the art will collect them just for the covers.
But all those special things aside, you know that a well done cover piece is what makes you pick it up and go “Neat. I wonder what’s inside.”
So what makes a cover? To all the aspiring artists out there, this one’s for you.
Don’t worry people. I’m not going to make you squint. I’ll just type up everything verbatim that Mr. Sienkiewicz has to say. And I admit, I was so pleasantly surprised to find his sense of humor on point.
I've also added the final cover product so you can really see how the cover ended up laid out in publishing.
A TALE OF THREE COVERS by Bill Sienkiewicz
When Denny and Ralph asked me to come up with a possible topic for the editorial pages in the double-sized issue of MOON KNIGHT, my first reaction was "Editorial? Isn't that your job? I've just finished the art for this issue and the last thing I feel like doing is an editorial page." Then I made some crack about them earning their money and proceeded to walk out.
"Hold it!" Denny snapped, bringing his riding crop down smartly on the New York Post. I turned, my nostrils filling with the stench of wounded printer's ink, and did some serious reconsideration.
"Look," Denny began, "I don't want you to get the idea that this is something you have to do," his gloved hand waving the riding crop in what could be construed as a menacing fashion, "But we'd like to give you the opportunity to do something that you'd like to do to get you involved in EVERY aspect of the book, not just the artwork, to tell the readers some of your viewpoints and..." Denny leaned back, crossed his jackbooted feet on the desk. He smiled a wicked smile "...to let the readers know that we're just one big family here at Marvel. My mind raced.
"Covers." I said.
"What?" asked Denny, cocking a thumb under the visor of his cap. Light glinted off some odd metallic insignia there.
"Covers." I repeated. "Unused covers."
"Go on..." He crossed his arms awkwardly, creasing his holster.
"Well... The covers -the unused one-- we could run them along with the ones that were used, and I could write about the dumb...the uh, reasons that they weren't used, you know, why I did them the way I did and why you turned them down."
There was a long pause. Very long. Then he smiled again. Only worse than before, and said -- "We'll do it..."
I relaxed. I turned to leave but Denny wasn't finished. "Sienkiewicz," he hissed.
I cringed. "Yeah?"
"Don't make me look like the bad guy in this."
"No. Of course not." I said, then turned I left.
I returned one week later, armed with the covers and my feelings about each. I walked into Denny's office and snapped to attention. The Post was still on the desk. It had decayed horribly "At ease." Denny cooed. He shot a sly grin at Ralph.
"What did our little artist friend bring us perchance?" Said Ralph as he woke up, "Our meal ticket?"
Denny's smile faded. "You can be replaced, Macchio."
I looked at Ralph. Innocent of face. Stubbly of beard. Ralph. Ralph Macchio. Ralph went back to sleep. There was a smile on his face.
Denny turned back to me. "What have you got?"
This--" I replied, and proceeded to show him what a week of coffee, cigarettes and images of a mutilated newspaper had inspired.
"First: Issue #9's cover for The Return of the Midnight Man. I wanted to do a total image, an essence of the relationship between him and Moon Knight. The paintings --the Jekyll and Hyde shots of Midnight Man's face. The target around Moon Knight. Moon Knight's expression of worry and insanity --He was going through a lot back then."
"That's all well and good--" Denny smirked. "But it's too tall--the paintings would be obscured by the logo. All that we could see would be the two big faces and MK going crazy. And he's been crazy or in a losing position on the past five covers. I wanted to show him fighting, maybe winning. I thought about it. I really did. But you were moving to a studio and couldn't be reached in time to do another. Frank Miller was in the office and drew the cover that was used."
"Oh," I said. My hand shook as I reached for another cover. Number 12. Morpheus and Moon KNight. Boffo action. "I wanted a closeup," Denny said. "Simple as that. Miller was in again and did it up. Milgrom inked it."
"That Miller guy again." I thought.
I turned to issue 13, which guest-starred Daredevil. Frank was drawing Daredevil. Denny thought it would be fun to have Frank draw the cover and me ink it. I agreed. I spoke to Frank on the phone. He said we could do "crossover" covers; I'd do one later for Daredevil. Fine idea. "What are you waiting for, Sienkiewicz, "Denny screamed, interrupting my reverie. Veins showed in his forehead. Big ones.
"Right," I said. "The cover for issue 13--Frank pencilled, I inked. I really had a good time with this one. It was the first time I inked anyone else's work."
Denny Scowled. "Except it was too tall. The logo would have obscured the pinball machine's scoreboard. That's why I nixed it. Ron Wilson happened to drop by the same time as Dave Simons did. The deadline was tight. I had no alternative. They did the cover."
Deja vu. Denny was beating a dead Post. "That will be all for now. And Sienkiewicz--About the article. Flattery will get you nowhere."
I managed a weak smile, and again turned to leave. As I did so, I glanced at Ralph Macchio, his eyes closed in contented slumber.
—
Ralph Macchio is a comic book editor and writer. He's done a lot of the big ones (The Avengers, Captain America, Ultimate Marvel, Doctor Strange, Thor, Spider-Man...). He retired in 2011.
Dennis O'Neil (Denny) is the editor for Moon Knight at the time. He also worked for DC back in the day. He tended to write the more mature themes in early comics that were often controversial. Also the creator of notable characters like Ra's Al Ghul, Talia Al Ghul, Iron Monger, Lady Deathstrike, and many others that I have no idea who they are off the top of my head.
If anything, I am more endered towards Bill after this. The idea of him turning in cover after cover only to have them nixed and replaced by the LEGENDARY Frank Miller, and then being playfully bitter about it is the funniest thing. The notion that these other cover artists just happened to be hanging around only to ruin Bill’s day…
Also, some of those nixed covers are amazing! The Dare Devil one in particular is amazing! And relevant to the comic! I wish I could see it in color! What happens to these rejected covers? Do they get sold? Trashed? Look at that Midnight one!
Anyway, there are a lot of little afterwards in the backs of the early comics. A lot of letters from fans with author/editor responses mostly. But now and then they include a behind the scenes with narrative from various levels of Moon Knight creators. My favorites are these ones that show the character of the creators themselves. It also gives us a peak at the process of how a comic is made and the art and skill it takes.
Current comics don’t really include these anymore. You’ll see some fan letters in the backs of some (I’ve been in one! For a Moon Knight of course.), and a few spotlight articles on writers or artists… But you don’t really get the big behind the scenes things anymore. The characters are all established, the readers/fanbase know what they’re in, and there just doesn’t seem to be interest anymore into the creation of the comics.
Which is a pity.
I’d love to see more excerpts like this. Imagine getting an aside from Lemier!Jed Mackay! Smallwood!
What do you think? What afterwards would you like to see in modern day comics?
#Moon Knight#Moon Knight comics#Bill Sienkiewicz#Sienkiewicz#Analyzing the comics#I fucking love this
9 notes
·
View notes
Text
I've decided on something that I'd been contemplating regarding Jela's attack. I've wondered if having Jelani come across the 7 assailants (there were 8 but Loke killed one of them, we'll get back to this in a bit) again would be ideal. Of course this second time around he'd be able to get closure in the form of revenge for what they did. I mean, usually in a story when a character is wronged, and in such a brutal manner to boot, the story often leads to the character that was wronged getting their revenge. I know it's not always the case and it doesn't always need to happen and in a way I don't really feel like this is headed in that direction. Who would benefit from Jelani being exposed to Christian and the other 6 assailants? Who would feel a sense of satisfaction in spilling their blood for what they did to a seventeen-year-old who was just doing the right thing? Not Jelani that's for sure. As his parents Loke and Uthorim would feel vindicated and avenged even though it didn't happen to them. Angelus sure as shit would revel in slowly killing off the sick bastards that assaulted his boyfriend and left him severely traumatized.
Being exposed to them, especially Christian, would more than likely unravel the little bit of recovery Jelani has had in the months following the assault. All that shit and trauma is still affecting him even almost a year later in ways that not even Loke, Uthorim or Angelus even know. The last thing Christian did after he was finished with Jelani was threaten him. If he told Loke who did it he would find both of them, kill Loke in front of him and do it again only that second time Chris was gonna "not be so merciful". So while, yeah, Jelani's spent plenty of sleepless nights just fantasizing about brutally killing them all or at the very least Chris it's one thing to fantasize about something. It's a whole different thing to actually be there and do it. Seeing Chris or any of them would literally be opening up semi-healed wounds and pouring salt on them. And honestly with how traumatized he is he'd probably just freeze on the spot. The little bit of recovery he'd done would just burn away.
Getting back to one of them getting killed. Loke got lucky. One of them, Nathaniel, had left the group after the assault. He was the only one that refused to do that but only because Jelani was a minor, don't think he's a decent person just because he refused to at first and "took it easy on him" he still did it anyways plus he's done other terrible shit to other people. He just didn't want to because Jelani was a kid at the time it happened. Loke just so happened to find him and tore him to pieces. Yeah, there was some satisfaction but killing all 8 of 'em wasn't gonna magically take back what happened or make Jelani instantly better. This is also coupled with the fact that Chris is a vile piece of shit and wouldn't go down without a fight or at the very least hurting Jelani again. He's as vile and evil as Iain is.
Basically everyone (Loke, Uthorim and Angelus) except for the actual victim (Jelani) would benefit from this clash and he's been through enough already not to mention that recovery is its own type of hell so it'd just be adding more to it.
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
Premises that Paul might reciprocate John's romantic feelings (MASTERPOST)
We can all agree John was attracted to Paul, or even in love with him. But as I wrote a few times, I'm totally confused about Paul's feeling towards John. Sometimes I suppose he reciprocated his romantic affection and I can support this theory with some premises. Here they are:
I. Explicit flirting between those two:
a) I don't know (Johnny, Johnny)
Home recording from 1960, when the band was called The Silver Beetles. The most obvious Paul's parts are:
00:01:17 - Oh, Johnny, ooh, you got me, you'd be my boy!
00:03:54 - When I tell ya, you're all I want x3 Why don't we get out all now?
00:02:03 - When I'm calling you, well, I don't know what I'm gonna tell 'em, that's fine, I'll just be my bud's boy.
So, basically - the boys love each other and want to leave together. Their voices are full of passion. There's no heterosexual explanation for this.
b) Rubber Soul sessions
During those sessions John and Paul were flirting a lot (and smoking pot a lot). There's a compilation of this by @elementarypenguin9. For me, the most explicit moments are kisses on lips. We can't see them but we hear them and we can conclude it was a kiss.
00:00:23 - John says: "Alright, Paul, come along now" and we hear kissing sounds
00:02:18 - John whispers: "McCartney" during, probably, kissing
00:03:14 - John shouts: "Give us a kiss!", we hear kissing sounds and John says satisfied: "Oh, that might be an idea".
c) Can you take me back? - Take 1
(starting from 36 sec)
John: Are you happy here, honey?
Paul: I ain't happy here, my honey, can you take me back?
That's not hardcore flirting like two above but IMO they are clearly flirting in tender voices.
d) Get back flirting (video version here)
Paul: It's like... After "Get back", we're on our way home.
John: Yeah.
Paul: So there's a story! There's another one: "Don't let me down". Oh, darling, I'll never let you down!
John: It's like you and me are lovers.
Paul: Yeah.
John: We shall have camp it up for those two.
Paul: I'll be wearing my skirt on stage.
Their body language is important too. They're nervous, look in each other's eyes and brush their hair out of their faces.
II. Literal using "in love" term while speaking about John
"Love" isn't inherently romantic term. There are plenty of its kinds. But "being in love" refers only to romantic affection.
According to Mark Lewinsohn, Paul sometimes uses term "we" when he is actually speaking about HIMSELF.
So let's take a look on the quotes...
1) John's in love with Yoko, and he's no longer in love with the other three of us (interview with Ray Connolly, April 21st 1970)
Addition: "John's in love with Yoko and he's no longer in love with the three of us". But for all intents and purposes he might as well have been talking about himself" (The Beatles: The Biography by Bob Spitz, 2005).
2) It's just like divorce. It's that when you went so close and so in love that if anyone decides to start talking dirty - great, then Pandora's box is open (interview with Anthony DeCurtis, November 5th, 1987).
3) Also, I'm sure Brian was in love with John. We all were in love with John, but Brian was gay so that added an edge (The Beatles Anthology, 2000).
4) Well, I'm sure Brian was in love with John, I'm sure that's absolutely right. I mean, everyone was in love with John; John was lovable, John was a very lovable guy (Linda McCartney: A Portrait by Danny Fields, 2000).
It's really compelling that Paul uses "in love" term not talking about how great time he had with John, but mentioning their divorce. Also: I'm really confused by the 3rd quote. It seems like there are two kinds of being in love for Paul - the gay one and the straight one???? The next thought I have is Macca trying to tell us: "If I were into guys, I'd fuck John, but unfortunately, I'm straight". It reminds me a meme: "All my male friends are so hot but I'm straight so we'll never kiss".
The last quote we can take into consideration comes from "Dear friend" song (from "Wild Life" album, 1971):
"Dear friend, throw the wine, I'm in love with a friend of mine, really, truly, young and newlywed". As the lyrics are obscure and dense, I don't think we can be 100% sure what they really mean. Paul wrote the song shortly after infamous "Lennon Remembers" interview in 1970 where John criticised him very harshly. We also know Paul intended "Dear Friend" to appease a conflict. I see at least 2 different interpretations of "I'm in love with a friend of mine": 1) Paul admits he's in love with John to ease him off, 2) Paul says he's in love with Linda (a romantic partner can be also a friend) and declares to John that Lennon-McCartney can be platonic friends and nothing more, because Paul has a family now (this analysis is great explained in THIS POST). It's confusing that Paul mentions word "friend" two times so close. It's about two different friends? Or about one? It's up to you.
III. Romantic-coded Paul's statements
- "Paul McCartney: Many years from now" by Barry Miles (1987) cites Paul's memories about first LSD trip with John (21 March 1967): "Me and John, we’d known each other for a long time. Along with George and Ringo, we were best mates. And we looked into each other’s eyes, the eye contact thing we used to do, which is fairly mind-boggling. You dissolve into each other. But that’s what we did, round about that time, that’s what we did a lot. And it was amazing. You’re looking into each other’s eyes and you would want to look away, but you wouldn’t, and you could see yourself in the other person. It was a very freaky experience and I was totally blown away. [...] In the meantime John had been sitting around very enigmatically and I had a big vision of him as a king, the absolute Emperor of Eternity".
- An interview for German television (Soho Square, London, April 3rd, 1985): "I mean, I think really what it was, really all that happened that John fell in love. With Yoko. And so, with such a powerful alliance like that, it was difficult for him to still be seeing me. It was as if I was another girlfriend, almost. Our relationship was a strong relationship. And if he was to start a new relationship, he had to put this other one away. If I was a girl, maybe I could go out and... But you know I mean in this case I just sort of said, right - I mean, I didn't say anything".
This (I don't know the exact source, but it's from that post)
- Paul answers questions for Q magazine, 1998:
“If John Lennon could come back for a day, how would you spend it with him?” “In bed."
Q: There's a very beautiful song on your last record, called "The End of the End", where you talk about your whole ending and the lyrics go, "It's the start of a journey to a much better place". You mean better than England?
A: It's basically the start of a journey to France. Or Spain through France. That's what it is. It's a much better place, Paris.
I'm aware that there are a lot more premises of Paul's romantic affection, for example his behavior during break-up period or the way he talks about John after his death. We can go on and on. However, the examples I mentioned are the most convicing for me. Feel free to comment tho!
116 notes
·
View notes
Note
What was your first time watching rotg like? Did you watch it in theatres? Where do you re-watch it, if you ever want to? What environments in the film did you like aesthetically? What character design(s) did you like the best? Which scenes were memorable to you? What were your favorite pieces of dialogue?
Hi, Anon!! Thank you so much for asking 😭❤ Since we're two people, some of these will have two answers. We'll try to make it as easy to read as we can!
What was your first time watching rotg like? Did you watch it in theatres?
K: We came to the fandom years late so my first time watching it was Fuuma suggesting we watch it together at their house just as something to do. 😂It was casual af. I was NOT expecting to become obsessed but my eyes were opened seeing Jack and Pitch interact together. 👀 I’m weak for a good villain, and after the movie was over we both started looking into fanart and as soon as we stumbled onto some blackice, we were hooked. New ship acquired, proceed to hyperfixate.
F: I watched it almost immediately after it came to cable. I wasn't impressed with the ad campaign, so I didn't go see it in theaters. I did expect to fall in love with Tooth based on her design, but then I didn't. And I was so disappointed with the ending (Pitch and Jack have way too much in common to sell me on Jack banishing Pitch and feeling good about it) that I just kind of... set it aside for four years. And then I was re-introduced through a Drarry fic and the next time I saw it on cable I thought, hey, maybe I should give it a second shot. So I suggested to Kam that we put it on. The rest is history.
Where do you re-watch it, if you ever want to?
We own a physical copy so we can watch it any time, but those times usually end up being for the rotg discord server we mod. (Which is open to anyone, hit us up for an invite! :D) We’ll usually stream it around Easter and for the anniversary or if enough people ask for it. 😂
What environments in the film did you like aesthetically?
K: Tooth’s palace is gorgeous. Pitch’s lair is hauntingly beautiful and especially appeals to me being a huge horror fan. And the spikey totem in Antarctica is lovely both visually and for sentimental reasons. ;)
F: Everything Kam said, but also Jack's lake. I really love that opening scene with the frost on the trees. Ask anybody; I'm big on trees.
What character design(s) did you like the best?
Tooth hands down is the most well designed character. So much detail with all her colors and feathers and her wings, it’s hard not to find something new to admire in each re-watching. As much as we love Jack and Pitch, their designs are quite simple. I really wish they would have done more with Pitch in particular than a plain black robe. BUT the Nightmare designs are excellent. Imposing and elegant and almost skeletal, but also so expressive.
If the artbook counts, we're big fans of the Eldritch Pitch designs that didn't make it into the movie. Some of those ideas were really, really cool.
Which scenes were memorable to you?
K: Any scene with Pitch. 🤣Jude Law’s voice is so perfect, even when Pitch is just fumbling around. I love how much personality they animated him with, I love that they made him dance, I love the range of emotion in Antarctica~ Basically every scene besides the ending is gold. Honorable mention to the scene where Jamie finally sees Jack too—that scene almost made me cry the first time I saw it hearing the tears in Jack’s voice. 😭
F: Antarctica. The opening scene. Pitch's lair with the wicked shadows. And the ending credits 🤣 I love Phil signing the book.
What were your favorite pieces of dialogue?
K: Pitch’s ‘Boo’, Pitch’s ‘You can have em back’, but my FAVORITE is probably the ongoing ‘Paint it red’ ‘Paint it blue’ joke. THE YETIS NEED A VACATION. 🤣
F: I can't get over "Suck an egg." Or "No offense" for that matter. Those itty bitty bits that say so much about who they are in three words or less.
If Phil pointing at Jack threateningly and saying nothing counts, then that too. I love that wordless communication so much 🤣🤣🤣
Thank you again, Anon ❤ This was a lot of fun to think about~
10 notes
·
View notes
Text
So harry potter AU, this may be cringy and embarrassing but I've been reading those Harry potter 2015/2017 fanfics in fanfic.net so here we go!
SA! Hermione
Abused! Harry
Neglected! Ron
Yep, those kind of stories lol.
So i created these little scenes about em' so lets gooo!
"hermione why did we go to the muggle world? "Ron annoyingly asked for the 27th time in an hour, hermione just rolled her eyes and waved her wand back and forth.
The 5-seated, banged up car they had rented turned into the newest model car which was Audi A4 ( she would rather go for thr Toyota Supra but that had only two seats. )
"this is amazing! " Harry smirked as he sprinted behind hermione to get to the car, "imagine how many people would gawk at this beauty! They'd be jealous for sure! "
"... At a colored car? What's do beautiful about this piece of scrap mate? "
"please ron, "harry rolled his eyes, "this ain't the magical world. This is muggle world ron, cars like these are expensive, no body wanna buy faintly brooms. " Harry huffed with a annoyance, with every bit of sour in his tounge. "I watch guys buy these and roll across our street, I don't wanna talk about brooms. "
Harry got in but then looked at them, "who's gonna drive? " He asked in confusion.
Ron raised a brow at him that meant, ' oi, mate, are you joking right now? "
Hermione sighed. "Well, since i i already got a card,might as well turn it into a drivers license. "
"what's that? " Harry never heard of a drivers license before. "Is it like.. a mosquito in your hair? "
"first of all, it's an ID. second of all the mosquitoes are actually insects. "Hermione sighed as she got into the drivers seat and looked at ron. "Are you waiting for your green light ronald? Hop on. "
"wait, wait i just Don't get the reaction for this scrap of metal on plastic circles. "
"you'll see! "Like an excited kid, harry had this big gigantic grin on his face, "where to first? "
"food mate. "
"food? This early? "
"yeah? "
"you can live without food for a few more hours ron. "
"why not the mall? "Hermione groaned, "so both of you could do what you want. "
"is there an arcade in the mall mione? "Harry tsk'ed.
"yes harry, there is. "Hermione said as she started the engine.
"is there a restaurant in this mall hermione? "Ron also began to ask.
"yes ron, there is also a restaurant. "
After a couple of hours driving.. and hermione's patience dwindling. They finally get into a parking lot and made their way into the mall.
Once they enter the mall, the cold air greeted them. "... Hermione this is awesome! "All of harry's worries flooded away ad the cold hair circled around him.
They walked around and first stop, the arcade. "We'll pick you up at... Four? " Hermione looked at him.
"hmm maybe.. "
"just take the four mate. "
."fine, four pm "harry puffed angerly at ron, ron just rolled his eyes. Harry didn't want ron to have the last word. " Four thirty. Pick me up at four thirty. "
Hermione just agreed to it silently.
Then hermione dropped ron off to the food court, then she went to the library.
...
Harry eas playing a game, it took up most of his time and he liked it that way. Then suddenly a man roughly shook his shoulders. Harry looked up at him with a blank stare was a million thoughts ran through his head.
"harry, harry, harry dear. " Harry snapped out to see the scene. Ron beating up the guy and hermione in front of him.
"hermione... Can i hug you? "Harry asked, hermione froze for a second before nodding and they hugged, hermione could feel water on the side of her neck but she just didn't tell anyone.
They got kicked out of the mall for violence, but whatever. So they brought ice cream and gone back to hogwarts.
SO LIKE, SINCE I GOT THIS AU FROM OLD TIME FANFICTION.. SHOULD I CALL THIS 'OLD FICTION AU ', or ' CRINGE AU ' anyways, merry Christmas!
4 notes
·
View notes
Text
Sims 4 Omen Twins
Rounding off my games with character customization in them is the sims 4! With this I can now play 3 of my favorite games(4 if you count adding them to a Pokémon team) with Mohg and Morgott. And my other favs like Varré, but humans are not as much fun to make.
I decided to go for a modern day route instead of trying to find period accurate/game accurate CC for these guys. We'll start with Mohg. I feel he'd dress to impress whenever out and about so opted to put him in formalwear for most of his outfits. Gave him claws since one extra claw/finger wasn't happening unless I made it myself and I sadly lack any real art skills. You can't see it but he does have wings tattooed on his back. I'd argue his teeth clipping through his lips is an intended feature. Also kept him barefoot as Miyazaki intended.
Morgott is here in his one single outfit. It still fits, why would he get something new? Was sad at the lack of real body hair options but didn't think to check for body hair CC until writing this description. Also something funky is going on with his tail color but I think its stealing information from his horns and between no horns, no tail, or weird tail; I choose weird tail every time. I feel he's not wrinkled enough but modern him didn't grow up in a sewer or live in a war-torn world so maybe they just haven't set in yet. Will definitely add more wrinkles when he ages up. And if Mohg's not wearing shoes, I can't imagine Morgott would.
And a family shot to finish it off.
Huge shout out/thank you to @hellafluff here on tumblr. Not only did I get inspiration from em, but ey were also kind enough to share the CC ey used so I had a good starting point. Ey also did Sims 4 designs for other Elden Ring characters so if you like this sort of thing you should definitely check em out.
#mohg the omen#morgott the omen king#morgott#luminary mohg#mohg#margit the fell omen#margit#im not gonna tag this xtarnished#it is xtarnished cuz my oc is tarnished when necessary#but i wont tag it that#but this is very much gonna be xtarnished when I play it
5 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
darrendonohoe
Musician, Nerd.
lanxyuu
a place for my miscellaneous whims
moon-rabbit-music
🐇 the bingy 🐇
only-days-pass
"La giostra non smette mai di girare"
seahisotyr
Welcome to the Deep