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✨✨✨this makeup look was inspired by a rad shirt i found at target ✨✨✨

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Did you know about Ramsay?

jaegeeeeer  asked:

75 & 97 please! 😊🌼

A/N: this is what us extreme couponers call a two for one deal uwu

also sorry i went off the grid last night i took a depression nap but im feeling kinda better now yall no worries today will be a day full of wRIting and all those goodies

also reader is not quite yet on the relationship status with 2D in this story, sorry bbs uwu



“And to this day… People say when you visit the house she was murdered in, if you listen carefully you can hear a cracking sound… Legends say it’s supposed to be the sound of her rolling her broken neck!”

You yelp when the lights suddenly turn back on and Noodle laughs at your reaction, you look over to 2D who remained indifferent throughout the entire story. The three of you had the house to yourselves that night, as Russel went out to get groceries and Murdoc… Well, you all just hoped he was doing something legal. 

“How was that one?” Noodle asks with a grin, taking a seat in front of you, blowing out the candle.

“Well… it was…” you begin quietly, looking around.

“Not scary,” 2D says, the personification of absolute boredom, his arms are crossed over his chest as he leans back in his seat.

“Seriously?” You look at him, wondering if all those zombie films he watched had any affect on him.

“I have an idea,” Noodle says, standing up, “Why don’t we take a trip to that abandoned insane asylum nearby?”

“I don’t know…” you say wearily, “What if the police stop us or something?” 

“People go there all the time, it’s fine!” Noodle says and the three of you get ready to head out.


It’s particularly cold that autumn evening, and you mentally curse the weather for making you shake more than you were already as Noodle parks the car on a curb a few feet away from the asylum. When you step out of the car, your knees shake with every step you take. 

“Well, here it is,” Noodle says, looking around, her hands on her hips. 

You look around too, noticing the broken caution tape and the overall deterioration of the building, giving you an unsettling feeling in your chest, “W-what happened?” you asked.

“A couple years ago, the place went down because of a fire caused by one of the patients,” Noodle explained, “No one really knows what exactly happened or why, but the asylum was known for a lot of… Um, difficulties? So they decided just to abandon it after the fire. No one has touched the building since then.”

You swallow loudly, your throat running dry and 2D scoffs, “Why not just renovate the building or something?”

You eye him skeptically, wondering how he could worry about something like that in a time like this.

“Hello?”

You turn around and Noodle is on her phone. “What? Again?” She sighs before hanging up, “Murdoc needs someone to bail him out again.”

“I’ll go-”

“No, it’s fine. I’ll go,” Noodle cuts 2D off, turning to walk to the car.

“Do you want us to wait out here… or?” You ask mainly out of fear.

“You guys go ahead and go in, tell me all about it when I get back!” She shouts before slamming the car door and drives off, leaving you and 2D alone, in the dark, outside an abandoned insane asylum.

Your phone buzzes causing you to jump, you pull it out of your pocket and read a text from Noodle: You’re welcome !  noodle u lil shit dont text and drive

You look at 2D, he’s staring up at the building, probably more concerned on the quality of it rather than what’s inside. His eyes meet yours, “Are you going in?” He asks.

“Uh…” You say, eyeing the place cautiously.

“If you’re scared,we can-”

“I’m not scared!” You answer defensively, even though you are, “I’m fine, okay?” You turn around and march towards the building but stop when you don’t hear any footsteps behind you. You turn around sheepishly, all signs of confidence disappearing from you, “W-why don’t you go in first?”


The two of you walk down a hallway, 2D in front, shining the flashlight from his phone as a guide. You struggle to keep up with his large steps, not wanting to be left in the dark in a place like this. He shines the flashlight around the empty rooms, looking for nothing in particular. You jump when you hear a sudden squeak and the two of you stop in your footsteps.

“… Rats?” 2D wonders out loud, turning around to face you.

“A-Are you scared?” You ask, hoping he is so the two of you can leave this place immediately.

“Of rats? No, not really…”

You huffed, wondering if anyone could be that dense or if he was just doing this on purpose. Nonetheless, you follow him further down the hallway, thinking of possible things that could scare him. The two of you end up finding an elevator, and experimentally, he pushes one of the buttons. Much to your surprise and dismay, it works and the door opens with an unsettling creak in front of you.

“Aren’t you a little nervous?” You ask as the two of you step in.

He pushes the second floor button and the door closes, “Not really… I’ve been in an elevator before, you know.”

You deadpan, “That’s not what I meant.”

The elevator stops and the door opens again, he walks out and you hurry behind him. Suddenly the two of you hear a phone ring in the room nearest to you. He begins walking towards the source of the ringing but you grab onto his arm and stop him, “What are you doing?” 

“The phone’s ringin-”

“In an abandoned insane asylum,” you remind him, but he stares at you, unbothered. You let go of his arm and follow him to the phone. “Hello?” He says and waits, but there’s no response. He hands the phone to you and you hesitantly bring it up to your ear, “… Hello?”

“Leave.”

You scream and drop the phone, 2D picks it up again and listens to the receiver, you stare at him expectantly but he places the phone back onto the set and says nonchalantly, “Wrong number.”

“Are you some kind of alien?”

“What?”

“Don’t you think that’s a little strange? How the phone rang on the floor that we’re on and not to mention in an abandoned insane asylum!” You shout, frustrated that he hasn’t shown any signs of fear at all.

“… Do you want to lea-”

“I’m fine! Let’s go!” You grab his arm and drag him further down the hallway, determined to find something that will scare him. You pass by more paranormal occurrences growing more frustrated with every one of his passive reactions. From weird aberrations to unsettling laughter, you can’t seem to find anything that sparks any sort of fearful reaction. 

“If nothing is going to scare you, then let’s just go,” you say defeated, and you start marching towards the exit but stop when you hear a voice behind the two of you.

“You’re not going anywhere.”

You turn around to see a patient covered in what appeared to be burns standing close behind you. You stumble backwards and your eyes flutter. You hear what you think was your name before you hit the ground, completely unconscious.


You wake up to the sound of voices. You look around and conclude that you’re laying in what seems to be a hospital room, a very dirty one at that almost similar to the one… You sit up suddenly and look to your side and see 2D conversing with a group of strangers. He turns to look at you and notices that you’re awake. He gets up and walks over to you, “You alright?” He asks worriedly.

You look behind him at the strangers staring at you expectantly. 2D follows your eyes and explains, “Oh, these guys are from the drama club at their high school. They come here every weekend to scare people who stop by and practice using their special effects make up and acting, you know? Pretty neat, huh?”

You smile sheepishly, “Yeah… Pretty neat…”

“Man, you were so scared,” one of them says, laughing, “Hope you’re okay though.”

“I’m fine,” you say as you get up from the bed, your wobbling legs proving otherwise. 2D catches you, slinging one of your arms over his shoulder. He says bye to the students, promising them a few signed albums before the two of you head out, him supporting you as best as he could. He calls Noodle, but she doesn’t pick up so the two of you decide to walk back instead.

“You know…” he begins, “If you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to the extreme and faint,” he teases, smiling. You shove him playfully and laugh with him. You look up at him and tell him, “I can walk by myself now.”

He’s not convinced, “You sure?”

“Yeah, I’m okay.”

He lets you go and the two of you walk in silence for a while before you ask him, “Were… were you scared at all?”

“Erm… Only once…” he admits and you could’ve sworn you saw the faintest hit of pink on his cheeks.

“Really? When?”

“… When you fainted…” he says quietly.

“O-oh,” you say, flustered as well. Your small moment together is cut short when you hear a series of honks from behind you. Noodle pulls up next to you and rolls down the window with Murdoc now in the passenger seat, “Sorry!” Noodle calls out leaning towards the open window. Murdoc honks to the horn again, “Hurry up and get in. It’s been a day.”

“Agreed,” you both say before heading in the back. The car ride back is spent with Murdoc complaining how he had every right to demand an otter at the pet store and how his altercation with the law forces once they were contacted was just an overreaction on their part. Noodle shakes her head in silent disagreement. When she pulls up to the house, she offers you a ride back to yours but 2D interjects, “Um… I’ll walk Y/N home.”

“You sure?” Noodle says pointing towards the direction of your home,“It’s pretty far away-”

“No no, it’s okay,” he cuts her off quickly. She gets the hint and the two of you exit the back and start walking towards your house. You blush deeply when your fingers brush against his lightly. You talk about nothing in particular and soon enough you’re both standing at your door.

“So… Uh… W-when are you free again?” He asks suddenly. 

You think for a bit, “Next weekend?”

“Alright… We’ll try to do something that’s not too scary,” he teases.

“Hey,” you say playfully and pout dramatically.

“… Cute.”

“Huh?”

“Uh-Nothing. See you next weekend!” He says quickly before heading off. You watched him disappear, unaware of rosy tint that covered his cheeks.


lmao oops i spent all afternoon on this, fighting with my wifi. also totes mcgoats inspired by that episode from full metal panic fumoffu if you’re into that kinda stuff i totally recommend its one of my favorites.

also murdocs deal with the otter is literally me i want an otter so bad i just had to write about it im so sorry

also again 2D not giving a shit about scary stuff is the funniest thing to me idk it makes sense cause all he does it watch scary movies hes probably immune to the spooks

some doodles from tonight of @oztrichbunz‘s precious water-themed Genos who I’m absolutely going to draw more of in the futureヽ(´ヮ´)ノ

@anjelzjelly129 I’ve fallen in love with your drawings of Genos with an undercut and I used that concept here except with a ponytail (which I am,, very bad at drawing,,,, I have almost never drawn hair pulled back uughhguh)
now that the artblock is gone, the laptop is fixed, and I’m no longer sick (surprise, I had a 48 hour flu) I can FINALLY DO THINGS AGAIN

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January 11th
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Happy Birthday Eisuke Ichinomiya!

Nico stealing his boyfriend’s hoodies is my favourite headcanon tbh

ominousdeer  asked:

Okay since it's heart-shattering time, I've always wanted to share this one. So the Arishok fight obviously wasn't an easy one, and Hawke can be terribly injured, even if they won. Meredith, however, enters right after the fight is over and even if Hawke is nearly dying Anders probably can't heal them in front Meredith. Or he might try, but Hawke asks him not to. So he either watched some circle mages heal them or Hawke is carried home and Anders curses himself for every precious lost minute.

(OH MY GOD)

Just imagine him waiting for the healers to arrive and only barely managing to hold himself back. His teeth are gritted, fists are clenched, and his nails are digging into his palms. Their other companions are giving him warning looks, making clear what he already knows.

He’s watching the blood pour of of them, mentally measuring how much they’ve lost already. He already knows which injuries need tending first, exactly how to do it, and he watches the healers do it wrong, costing Hawke a few more precious minutes.

He could’ve been done by now, he knows that. Yet he watches these Circle mages with absolutely no real experience with actually fatal injuries go through the process with agonizing slowness. Hawke was in danger before they got here, there’s no time for this.

It takes everything in him not to push them all out of the way and take over himself, but he knows better. It’s what Hawke wants, so he must stay still, wait it out, and hope Meredith doesn’t wind up killing the one she just named as Champion by leaving this to the inexperienced.

When it’s finally over, he nearly collapses with relief. Even if he would’ve been faster, Hawke is going to live. That’s all that matters to him. They’ve closed the wounds, and he’s not going to lose the one he loves. For the moment, it is okay.

But he swears he won’t let it happen again, not ever.