you would not believe how hard it is to upload this game on here

⇁ nudes, not flowers | 02

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

pairing⇁Hoseok x Reader x Jungkook

genre⇁smut || fuckboi!au

warnings⇁voyeurism + exhibitionism, dom!junghope, power play?, dirty talk!!!, jealousy, demeaning names during sex, the threesome, & probably other warnings byE 

word count⇁10.4k 

You’re not supposed to fall for Jung Hoseok and his repertoire of awful pick-up lines—but you do. The problem is: he’s afraid of commitment, and bolts at the idea of settling down. After that, you decide to stay far away from fuckboys, but his friend decides to test your new found resolutions.

or : Jungkook wants to see how far he can push Hoseok until he snaps

 ⇁  01 | 02 (final)  sequel

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So you’re Spider-Boy? || Peter Parker x (f)Reader! [Part 1]

Request:hi are you guys still taking request? I loved your father Tony x daughter reader. Can you make another one where she’s his daughter and she’s like this awesome computer hacker and she was the one who found out about Spiderman? Then her and peter meet for the first time? Does that even make sense lol Thank you love you guys“ -Tumblr Anon

Title: So you’re Spider-Boy? [PART 1]
Pairing: Peter Parker x (f)Reader x Dad! Tony Stark
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Warning: Fluff, shy-stammering Peter Parker, civil war era
Creator: Alta
Reposting/Plagiarizing is not appreciated, reblog is fine. Hope I did the request justice… I added in my own ideas e,e Also! I kinda would like to dedicated this to Shan, she legit cried because she couldn’t go to the premiere for Spider-Man :—)) so this goes out to everyone alike.

War finally came down to Tony and Steve, and honestly you weren’t surprised. But it worried you that Steve really was abandoning the Avengers for a killer that was once his old friend. And you saw how it hurt your dad, how it was affecting everyone.

Eventually, Tony had thought it through and came down to the conclusion he needed help, so formed a team. But he needed a good number to recruit, which brought you into the picture. Now, being the only child of the billionaire himself, heavens forbid you fight… Not physically anyways.

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dan and phil play keep talking and nobody explodes: a summary

hoodie!phil i am immediately enthralled and this video isn’t even a second in yet

“you da bomb of our lives”

they keep clothes fans give them which is nice shoutout to that lucky son of a gun


phil is insistent on everyone seeing speed

supportive boyf dan has his back

dan nudged phil’s arm in a bro-esque manner

they mentioned escape rooms finally i can relate as i have now been to one too

“i think we’re a lot nerdier than we think” why do they think we refer to them as nerds all the time

“rest in peace environment” / “fuck you trees”

“i’ll punch you if you look at this” going to provide no context there have fun

“DAD…. playing halo with me” nice save dan

the wholesome howell blanket is always on hand

“they’ll see if we do a single glance…”

how is dan going to go a whole extra seventeen minutes without glancing at phil i think he’s going to implode

they already did the tutorial but didn’t show us yet phil can’t remember the title of the game wow rip nerd!phil fic trope

“this is going to be a mistake”

“i can’t speak if i’m under some kind of situation” mister english degree back again

phil spinning dan around with those sweet sweet seconds of skin to skin contact (hand to arm)

also lowkey hand porn

look at his hands

the curly hair and shaved sides from the side profile makes my heart warm

sassy hand clicks from danny


five seconds in i am already stressed for them why is this already the most intense video of this game i’ve ever seen i’ve watched like six different channels play it

“there’s, there’s-” “no phil, i’m guiding you.” someone likes to take control don’t they

during the wire puzzle you can slowly watch dan get more stressy look at his pursed lips and expressive strict hand gestures

“there’s an alien man with a triangle head and he’s got a T coming out of his neck” their best friend mind meld really needs to come in handy here

i’m still really enjoying dan’s side profile i can’t get over it

“that’s you selecting the module you dork”

“guys we’re nailing this” i was going to make the obvious joke but i won’t we’re classy here

“shut up shut up SHUT UP” stressy dan is here to stay

they did one wow who says youtube gamers can’t game screw you comments

“what everyone out there is thinking now is we need you to get the manual, phil” i think dan honey you just want to be in control again i know that was hard for you

getting their last glances at each other in before they can’t for at least five minutes

opposite sides again why has this happened two videos after one another this is weird what is the post-baking video universe coming to

“this is weird. now you’re the person with the really bright face… wow it makes my hair look so much less white now that i’m here”

“it makes my hair look grey… i promise i don’t have grey hair” honey you’re thirty years old it’s going to happen inevitably sometime soon best to break us in gently

i’m hyped for side profile phil

dan quoting the marriage mantra of something old something new etc…. foreshadowing perhaps who knows with the way 2017 phan is going

phil looks so confused he’s like me facing every exam i’ve ever taken

i’ve been cheated out of side profile phil ffs dan get your hands on him and spin him around i feel attacked

“oh shit new stuff” literally everyone every few days when they upload a new gaming vid with no warning????? they know our struggle????

phil looks so focused i’m entranced


“oh god it’s hurting my brain so much”

stressy phil is a new experience but i’m digging it

dan being the little shit he is just laughs all the time

“stop freaking out!” stressy dan is still here despite having the opposite role

they did two attempts and won them both wow

they high fived yes for more skin to skin contact

phil is reeeealllly making up for lost time by shamelessly staring at dan

like seriously that was at least a solid six seconds of him staring

oh and more glances

i get it you’re in love

“kept calm under presh”

more staring seriously phil are you aware the camera is still rolling

“i hate to alarm you phil but what is your catchphrase on this gaming channel?”

*awkward silence whilst phil realises he’s being spoken to thus has to tear his gaze away*


*resumes staring*

seriously what is with him today subtlety ain’t in his vocabulary

p h i l i get it you’re in love

oh now dan’s at it

dan just got super close to the camera and did that creepy smile he has i was unnerved

“i’m frickin terrified as diddly heck”

they’re back on their own sides balance in the universe has been destroyed do you reckon they’re as insistent about which side of the bed they sleep on

side profile dan is back welcome back old friend i missed you

i thought he dabbed for a second but it’s okay he didn’t

they’re determined as fuck but i can already see dan’s stressing

yep there’s the hurry up hand gestures

“i’m going to explode…. literally” because of the intensity or because he can’t stare at phil i don’t even know anymore u decide

dan’s eyes just got really really wide they were like bulging

“is the button yellow?” “no it’s blue i told you it’s blue!” welcome back stressy phil i hope you had a nice break

phil’s little “ooh” is so cute i want it as my ringtone

“we did it? oh christ”

stressy dan is really coming out to play in this symbols puzzle isn’t he

phil’s expressive hand gestures aka he’s beginning to panic too

dan’s doing some kind of gang sign okay boy you do you

aaaaand there’s the deafening dan scream for this video i can’t believe we lasted a whole 17 minutes and 40 seconds without one

rip headphone users it was nice knowing you

stressy dan has never been more present

phil is surprisingly calm(er)

“dan come on” all of us all the time

oooooh they couldn’t last five minutes without a quick glance at one another could they jfc get a room

they managed with three seconds to spare

phil is giggly and dan is….. well, dan

dramatic as ever my little actor that never was

phil initiates skin to skin contact again why am i not surprised anymore

“i was winding you up” dan says as he adds flames on top of himself in editing i am nodding furiously

the camera pans back out and phil’s hood is up who even is he

“we could have died!” “but we didn’t” *dan adds a halo above his head aka can’t relate*

“see if i worked in bomb disposal, i’d be cheeky like that” your colleagues would throw a bomb in bed with you

“i’d be like ooh what’s the timer steve???” the danxsteve fic coming atcha real soon

dan’s in an obnoxiously good mood now he has won a game and can freely stare at phil again

“we could be bomb disposal experts” again expect the fic coming atcha real soon

“what you just saw was two nerds that grew up playing puzzle games that have a psychic connection because they have no other friends defusing bombs” they literally said they go to escape rooms for their friends birthdays but alright i’ll take the exclusivity

they’re considering coming back in hard mode YES I NEED THIS

again i could have made the obvious joke there but i didn’t

let them know how you felt throughout that video type out long essays i dare you

“subscribe if you’re happy you didn’t explode”

“if you want to see us do that more challenging version where we might blow up… or not 'cause we’re the best… disposers ever”

“subscribe to us, have a good day, don’t explode” the best advice comes in threes



Lore of Darkiplier and Antisepticeye

This is here by lore and theories from two fans of Markiplier and Jacksepticeye and means no harm by what we write. This is simply fun, nor is anything really cannon unless already stated. We don’t want to get into debates or say these  characters could be anyway shape or form real. We adore and love these youtubers and would never want to make them unhappy or uncomfortable. Thank you and here is our findings. -B


-Mark made a contract with Dark when he first started youtube (like back in 2011)

-Dark would allow him to gain love and support and gain the ability to make the effect in the world he wanted too, with the rule that Dark could periodically take over Mark’s body (and basically just exist latently inside Mark)

-Eventually Mark just kind of went into denial that Dark was real because Dark rarely showed up (except for the few times that Mark doesn’t really remember much because Dark took over the vessel and Mark’s consciousness was just kind of knocked unconscious) (this having similar ideology to when someone with split personalities ‘falls asleep’ or ‘loses time’)

-So Mark started laughing at the idea that Dark was real, and was greatly amused by the fanbase

-But Dark wasn’t pleased…….

-He wanted his share of the bargain, and he was trying to find an opening when he could gain control of the vessel

-Then the fanbase discovered Anti (translation: “created” Anti)

-Dark was told by the greater demons to try to contain Anti, but he didn’t find it that easy…

-Dark is a much older demon than Anti, having come into existence a very long time ago, far before Mark ever made a contract with him

-Also his real name isn’t Dark. That’s just the nickname he adopted because of the fanbase

-Dark has a fun time deciding what his appearance will be. While he appreciates the appeal of nicely done up suits and ties, and he really enjoys looking nice, he also does enjoy dressing up more “punk” I suppose (especially because when he rips the sleeves off Mark’s shirts it pisses Mark off and that’s so much fun)

-Dark has his own personality, own style, but has caught up with the times. This then creating his best advantage when he puts himself in front of an audience.

-During the “Date with Markiplier” video, Dark took over Mark’s body finally after a very long time of staying silent and inside, not only because Anti was starting to become more active, but also because he saw it as a brilliant opportunity to completely win over the vessel from Mark and get his side of the bargain

-This created the idea of ‘Dark’ into the cannon for the fanbase.

-Dark has a tendency to use Mark’s voice against him, and against the people around him. Everyone knows Mark’s voice is really nice and really attractive, but when Dark uses it for his own uses, it’s so much worse, and because it looks like Mark, no one really understands why Mark is suddenly so much more seductive, but it’s just Dark taking advantage of the faculties provided by his host

-Dark is a psychopath. He has no guilt or remorse, no empathy, no emotion, hes extremely narcissistic and is superficially charming, as well as dishonest, manipulative, and reckless - all traits of a psychopath

-Both Anti and Dark are incredible actors this fooling everyone they come into contact with - even fooling people like their family and friends.

-Dark is a sadist, so he will be looking to inflict as much pain as he can on the chosen victim. As whatever will hurt the person the most. This could be rejection, physical pain, or otherwise.

-First you will see it as Mark, our lovable doof and nothing will seem abnormal. Only when he is tired of using the host will he become his own entity. WIth the knowledge he has gained about the victim will use that against your will.

-Dark is a master manipulator, and has no remorse or guilt for anything he does. He simply enjoys the act of inflicting pain

-Dark has a magnificent way with words, and coupled with Mark’s fantastic voice, it’s hard to say no to him. Really hard. If he tells you to sit, you sit. If he tells you to kneel at his feet, you do it. If he tells you to kill yourself, you find a cliff and jump. It’s almost impossible to say no to him, no matter what he asks for. His words are sweet whispers in your ears telling you that if you just give yourself over to him the pain will end. But it never does


-Anti was just the idea of a demonic figure, but the fanbases sudden obsession with him slowly made him grow into an actual creature with a large amount of malicious intent

-When he fully became real, that’s when shit hit the fan

-Anti is crazy and angry and out for blood, and he won’t stop until he gets his quota (and who knows how much that is)

- Anti being based around Jack, he has his qualities since the fanbase had to have a vessel when creating up this creature.

- These qualities are more superficial than anything, like jacks green hair or bone structure. His laugh and over chaotic personality.

-While Jack stands for believing in yourself and being who you are, Anti would do anything for his victims to be shocked and taken back and scared with his existence. Also taking Jack’s worst qualities like his self doubt Anti will use this to make others feel bad this acting as a lure when talking to victims.

-Whereas Dark has a (mostly) consensual contract with Mark, Anti has nothing of the sort with Jack. Since Anti was created from Jack, he has no idea the demon is in him, and Anti is thrilled by this

-It means he can cause so much more havoc (such as making Jack hurt himself or others and then let Jack take back over the vessel with no memory of what the hell happened)

-This is why Dark has a 3d appearance when he takes over his vessel, whereas Anti is more glitchy - because he has no consent to take over Jack’s body, and so the two are fighting for control of the vessel

-We as the viewers see this as glitching or 3-D as that is what we has humans can relate this too. These are youtubers so it makes sense to the brain that they would look in a way related to technology. It’s also the only way our brains can really understand the real way they look, as human minds can’t handle that kind of eldritch thing

-Anti is a sociopath. He’s a pervasive liar, he’s physically aggressive, has no regard for his or others safety, and also has no remorse - all traits of a sociopath

-Anti loves to cause pain, but he’s also obsessed with inflicting pain on himself more than anything else. He’s very masochistic, and thus makes a perfect partner in crime to Dark, the opposite to him

-Anti blames other people for his own faults, mistakes and actions, like when he blamed the viewers for Jack’s death in his halloween video. This being shown as him killing the prized possesion of the fanbase, Jack.

-Anti has no regard for consequences, and believes he can get away with anything. He didn’t really kill Jack, but because the fanbase saw him appear to do so, he caused as much pain as he could, which he loves to do


-Markiplier seals a contract with the demon later to become known as Dark

-Markiplier starts his first channel, Markiplier

-Markiplier’s first channel is cut off from ad revenue, and thus gets canceled

-Markiplier starts his second channel, MarkiplierGAME

-Markiplier uploads the video “don’t blink” on June 19th, 2012, the first recorded (and canon appearance of the creature known as “Darkiplier”

-Markiplier uploads the video “don’t move” on July 4th, the second recorded (and canon) appearance of Darkiplier. This marks the first time Dark uses the black and white effect

-The fandom starts to notice Dark’s presence and creates a separate persona of Markiplier named Darkiplier as Mark continues to upload videos where he stares into the camera and just generally acts creepy

-The October of Terror Livestreams of 2012 start, where multiple appearances of Dark are recorded

-Markiplier uploads the video titled “Mr Kitty Saves the World” on July 23rd, 2013. A little over halfway through the video, it seems to glitch out, and Darkiplier’s face shows up on screen, with the words “THANK YOU” being heard through a distorted filter. Then the video loops back to the beginning, signifying the first time Dark uses looping as an effect. Mark also starts this episode by mentioning that he’s been having nightmares and seeing things out of the corners of his eyes

-Markiplier uploads the video titled “Error #53” on the same day as “Mr Kitty Saves the World” July 23rd, 2013. The “game” he’s playing seems to be riddled with glitches and problems, but he just brushes it off as nothing much, until near the end when everything seems to glitch out and Mark’s webcam disappears

-Just five days later, Markiplier uploads the episode titled “Raspy Hill”, and a little over halfway through this video, it glitches out once again, and the gameplay is replaced by clips from the gameplay with what we think is Mark’s voice over it (but what may actually be Mark being influenced by Dark) saying things like “Lately I haven’t been feeling like…myself” and “But it’s okay, because you’re here now. Here…you’ll be safe”

-Markiplier has another October of Terror Livestream in 2013, where Dark makes a couple of appearances

-Markiplier uploads “Jumpscare Friends” on May 12, 2014, where Dark seems to take over his body by the end, gaining control of the vessel through Mark’s heightened fear senses. This also shows that Dark can influence others around him, causing the others around Mark to make him anxious and frightened

-Markiplier uploads a video titled “The Way Too Serious Dance” on April 6th, 2015, where he claims that the dance he does can summon Darkiplier. This may only be Mark poking fun at the character the fanbase has created, but by this point Mark has completely gone into denial about the fact that Dark is real

-Markiplier uploads a video titled “Surgeon Simulator IN REAL LIFE” on May 10th, 2016, where by the end it’s shown that Mark is manipulating Matt into cutting Ryan apart, like on the game Surgeon Simulator. This is likely just a sketch, and not an actual appearance of Dark, but it’s noteworthy nonetheless

-Later that year, on August 14th, Markiplier uploaded a video titled “relax”, which features Darkiplier as a prominent figure who attacks Mark in the pool as he’s thanking the audience for 14 million subscribers. This likely isn’t an actual appearance from Dark, but is Mark acknowledging the “angsty, emo” persona the fanbase has by now made Dark out to be. At this point Mark believes that Dark doesn’t truly exist, more parodying the idea.

-On February 14th of 2017, Markiplier uploaded a video titled “A Date With Markiplier”, which seems to simply be a pick your own adventure style video with multiple endings, but quickly becomes more than that when Darkiplier shows up physically and clearly for pretty much the first time. He takes over Mark’s body in “HORROR” and talks directly to the viewers for a long period of time, talking about how he’s been cast aside (both by Mark himself as well as by the heightened presence of Anti in the dual fanbase’s mind), as well as talking about how he can give us more choices than Mark can (despite the fact that in reality, he only gives us one choice - the other three are links to his older appearances: don’t blink, don’t move, and relax). In the video titled “FREEDOM!” Mark once again appears and fights Dark (although Mark here is actually Tyler in a Mark mask but let’s not get too meta). In the end, a gun is dropped and we as the player are given the option of who to shoot. If the dialogue of the two Mark’s is actually listened too, it’s pretty clear which Mark is real. While Dark says things like “Kill him! He needs to die!” and “He’s going to hurt a lot of people!”, Mark says “You can’t trust him!” and “He’s got–he has weird eyes!” The statement about the eyes especially stands out, as Dark is often depicted as having strange dark eyes, and also because Mark says things like that. He’s a goof, he cares about us and would do anything to save everyone, whereas Dark merely wants Mark taken care of so he can control the body. When you shoot one, the other Mark takes control, and you get ice cream (vanilla if you killed Dark, chocolate if you killed Mark). If you killed Mark, you look down at the ice cream, and when you look back up the screen glitches, and Dark appears, telling us we made the wrong choice, and that we’ll be there with him forever. If you kill Dark, you look down at the ice cream and the screen still glitches, but when you look back up and it’s still Mark, implying that Dark is still in there, but is weakened and has no control.

-If you and Mark get caught by the chef in the date, and then you escape and decide to stick together, if you decide to try and exit, Dark glitches into frame briefly before suddenly you and Mark are transported back in time to when you were still in the cell, showing off his ability to loop time, and also showing that there is no escape, no exit…unless you call upon Wilferd Warfstache, which we won’t get into here

-So far this is the last appearance of Dark, and his biggest appearance so far


-Jacksepticeye uploads a video titled “SOMETHING DOESN’T FEEL RIGHT | Five Nights At Freddy’s Sister Location #1” upon this at the end and throughout makes the video ‘glitch’.

-Through the whole month ending in his halloween video you will see ‘glitches’ with Anti peeking through in various poses and doing various things.

-Some of these include stabbing Jack, smiling into the camera, or killing himself even. Instilling that he is a masochist.

-Becoming more and more consistent is the noticing quality that Anti has been taking over Jack’s social media through the month.

-On Halloween Anti makes Jack make a pumpkin carving video and slowly interrupts him with sounds around what we know as his house.

-And mainly ¾ths the way through the video gets a green and grainy texture and Anti finds control of the vessel.

-Shouting on about how Jack is weak and Anti is ‘in charge’, that his fanbase ‘watched it happen’, blaming us and saying that ‘we could have saved him’, all while slitting Jack’s throat with the carving knife.

-Only the next day we see what we know as Jack to clean up and identify as him being Anti and then putting him in the cannon.

Jack doing other voice over work for other channels this being the unknowing creation of what will be AntisepticEye.

-Clips of Jack/Anti laughing causes the fanbase to doubt that there isn’t another person there. (Not cannon, but I like to think it is~B)

-So with these extra bits for other peoples videos we start to truly see the chaotic tendencies of Anti

-Between the next appearance of Dark, Felix and a couple other youtubers do a long 7 hour livestream for christmas Mark and Jack both taking part. Theory being this is when Dark got Anti undercontrol.

-This being only 2 months till the next appearance of darkiplier. (see above)

-Once Darkiplier appeared, Anti (in a response to a question on tumblr) called him a “cheap imitator”

-Jack also began playing the game “Detention” around that time, and throughout every episode of Detention there has been some appearance of Anti

-The last episode of Detention was #4, titled “BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS”. In the description there was Zalgo script spelling out the words “BETRAYAL” “NEGLECT” and “MISTAKE”. This may be a reference to us betraying him by paying attention to Dark’s appearance, or it could be a reference to us betraying Jack and allowing him to die (as Anti claimed in the pumpkin carving video)

This being created by @totheworldosanime and @juliansin

@markiplier @therealjacksepticeye
Unbelievable | Tyler Down

Hey everyone! 

I’m back again with a Tyler imagine requested by the lovely @bicuriousjensn 💕

I really hope you enjoy it and stay tuned for future imagines 😊

Request: the request is about tyler, can it be something like him and the reader are dating but she goes to a different school so one day he posts about her on instagram & nobody from school believes that their together and then she shows up to surprise him and everybody is Shook™?

I made the fake Instagram posts but I do not own the original pictures, so credits to the owner. 

Warnings: bullying and maybe a bit of swearing? idk


Tuesday early afternoon, after school. The fresh autumn air invaded the room along with the soft sound of music playing in the background.

Tyler sat on the bed with his back against the headboard. A couple of open books sat next to him untouched, while he messed with his phone camera.

Long forgotten was his algebra homework, as his attention was focused on taking pictures of the girl sitting in front of her desk, scribbling down chemical formulas on a notebook.

He smiled as he focused the image of his girl with her hair tied in a messy bun and her reading glasses resting on top of her nose.

Satisfied and in no time, he had cropped and edited the picture before posting it on Instagram.  

“Ty, what are you doing?” Y/N asked, turning around in her chair, with fake annoyance in her face. Tyler blushed in embarrassment as he was caught in the act.

Y/N and Tyler had been dating for a while. They had met in a basketball game where their schools were competing. Tyler was there to take pictures for the yearbook and she was there to support her best friend that was head cheerleader of her school’s team.

They hit it off after that day and even though they attended to different schools, they had managed to convince their parents to meet everyday to do homework together. It was actually quite motivating.

“Nothing.” she raised a brow showing him that she was not buying it. He sighed defeated. “Just posting something on Instagram.” he showed her the picture he had just uploaded and she took the phone in her hands as she analyzed the picture.

“You didn’t tag me though.” she frowned as she saw her missing username in the caption.

“Because I thought you would hate it.” He knew she didn’t like it when he took pictures of her when she was distracted, but he couldn’t help himself.

“You’re right.” she admitted chuckling. “But c’mon! We both have tons of homework to do and I don’t want to keep being the reason why you’re distracted.” she teased as she turned around to continue with her work.

“I don’t want to do homework.” he whined for the hundredth time that afternoon, making her sigh.

“I still got some chemistry work left and you have plenty of algebra problems to solve.” she reminded him making him groan. ”And we have to keep our part of the deal or both of our parents won’t let us meet everyday for our homework sessions.”

“You’re no fun.” he scowled as he placed one of the books on his lap.

“I promise when we’re both done, I’ll cuddle with you.” she bargained, as an eager smile appeared on his face. “But only if you start your homework now.”

“Yes ma’am” he jokingly answered, already writing some numbers down.  


Tyler was at his locker, grabbing some books for his next period when he heard the loud laughs and chatter that indicated the jocks’ arrival. He fidgeted nervously as he hurried to get what he needed so he could escape to his class as soon as possible.

Sadly, he wasn’t fast enough.

“Look who’s here guys.” Bryce exclaimed in fake surprise. “It’s the delusional freak!” Tyler rested his forehead against the lockers bracing himself for the insults to come. “I mean stalking is one thing, but faking to have a girlfriend? C’mon Down, that’s pathetic.” he frowned as he realized today’s encounter was about the picture he posted the night before. They thought he was lying about Y/N.

“What are you talking about?” he shook his head. “Y/N is my girlfriend. We’ve been dating for a bit longer than a year.”

“Yeah right.” Justin scoffed.

“So you’ve been dating a girl that no one knows?” Monty intervened this time. “Do you really think we’re gonna buy that?”

“She doesn’t study here in Liberty. She’s in a private school, just in the outskirts of town.” that was true. Y/N’s parents wanted her to have better opportunities to get into a good college so they enrolled her in a private school. As much as she tried, going to Liberty was out of discussion.

“Stop lying, you freak!” Bryce yelled exasperated. “We all know you wouldn’t be able to get a girl even if your life depended on it.” Tyler could feel the frustration and anger bubbling up in his stomach but he didn’t dare to move or say anything. Why was it so hard to believe that he had a girlfriend? And a very beautiful too, for that matter. “Let’s go guys, before he starts to hallucinate more than he already does.”

After a couple of shoves against the lockers, they finally left. Leaving Tyler with unpleasant feelings and insecurities gathering up inside him.  


Tyler was pretty dejected when he arrived at Y/N’s house after school. He was still carrying  on his shoulders the weight of all the mockering and venomous words the jocks had planted on his mind.  

He knocked on the door and in no time Y/N was wrapping him in her arms with an excited smile on her face.

His mood lifted up a little bit by his girlfriend actions. It was heartwarming how even though they saw each other everyday, she still got excited every time she saw him. That little gesture made him feel wanted and that’s exactly what he needed at the moment.

“Hi! I missed you.” She said with her face buried deep on his neck.

“I missed you too.” He replied inhaling her scent trapped in the strands of her hair, already feeling a lot calmer.

They both went to her room after saying hi to her mom, ready to start on their homework of the day.

As usual, she took her seat in front of her desk, where she had books and papers scattered all over it. Tyler took her bed resting his book on his lap, as he wrote his answers.

She was opening her history textbook when she realized how quiet Tyler was. He wasn’t his bubbly happy self. He hadn’t complained about his work and even stranger, he hadn’t asked her to ditch their homework so they could cuddle.

She took a look at him and saw that he hadn’t moved since they entered the room, and his face held a sort of annoyed and defeated aura.

Immediately she left her book on her desk and crawled into his lap, knowing that something was wrong. His expression didn’t budge even though he held her tight against his chest. The corners of her mouth lifted at his small action, as she kissed his cheek in return.

“What’s going on in that head of yours?” she asked rubbing his back in a comforting manner. He gave her a sad smile and kissed her lips briefly trying hard to convince her he was okay.

“Nothing.” he lied, but after so long of being with him, she knew when he was lying.

“Hey, I know something’s wrong.” he lowered his head ashamed. She rubbed his scalp gently, in an attempt to get him to relax. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, I just need to know if there’s anything I can do to help you.”

In that exact moment, Tyler couldn’t be more grateful for having Y/N as girlfriend. She never pressured him to tell her things he didn’t want to talk about, but she always made sure he knew she was there to help him get through whatever he was struggling with. Sometimes when he had a bad day, she just laid in bed with him, holding him and kissing it better. But she was always there taking care of him.

“It’s just that…the guys at school saw the picture I posted yesterday.” Y/N frowned at this. Apart from her messy hair and her comfy clothes, there wasn’t anything wrong with that picture. “They thought it was fake and that I’m lying about having a girlfriend.” she sighed. People could be so dumb sometimes. “They say I’m pathetic and that there’s no way I could have a girlfriend.” She could feel the insecurity and pain emanating from him, and it broke her to see him so hurt.

She knew Tyler was an outsider and that he didn’t fit in, but even though he didn’t fit in in the golden jock stereotype, he was so gorgeous in his own way. It was so upsetting to see him so insecure just because a bunch of idiots called him a freak.

“Oh baby” She held him a bit closer as she rested her chin on the top of his head. “Don’t let them do this, you know they only say that to get to you.” she placed a kiss on his forehead. “Besides, you know I’m real and how in love with you I really am.”

“I know.” he breathed as he snuggled on her neck a bit more. “But still I can’t help to get upset about it.”

She knew she had to do something to help him. She wanted him to feel better not only with this whole situation, but also with himself.

“But hey, cheer up!” she said offering him a tiny smile. “I’ll help you with your assignments and after that we’ll watch a movie, sounds good?” She could tell his mood was slowly but surely improving.

“Yeah.” he agreed before brushing his lips against hers. “Thank you.” she smiled as she sat next to him taking a look at his notes of the day.


It was Friday and the bell had already rang signaling the end of the day and the start of the weekend. The hallways were packed with students leaving books at their lockers or just ready to go home.

Tyler came out of the photography room, locking it behind him before making his way to his locker. He was beyond impatient for going home to spend his weekend sleeping. He was in desperate need of a break from reality.

Once again, luck was not on his side as his way was blocked by the group of jocks ready for a one sided fight before he was gone for two days.

“Hey, the liar is here.” Monty began the teasing. Tyler stopped on his tracks rolling his eyes frustrated. He was not in the mood to endure their bullying that day. He just wanted to go home to Y/N and watch movies with her.

“Leave me alone.” He said as he pushed them with his shoulders on his way to the exit.

“Don’t run away you freak! We’re not done here yet.” Bryce stopped him.

“Look guys, I already told you. I’ve been dating Y/N for a year now, she doesn’t study here because she goes to a private school. Now if you would excuse me I need to…” he trailed off as he noticed the jocks weren’t paying attention to him anymore. Their gazes were fixed behind them, their eyes open like saucers.

Tyler frowned confused at their sudden change of demeanor, interrupted when he suddenly felt someone hug him from behind, a pair of tiny hands meeting at his abdomen.

He recognized the black nail polish and the little ring on the index finger.

The jocks’ jaws dropped in amazement not believing what they were seeing. Some of them, as surprised as they were, didn’t miss the chance to blatantly check her out.

“Hi baby.” Y/N greeted as she moved to his side, planting a long kiss to his cheek.

Tyler peeked at the jocks’ faces and noticed how some of the guys were practically devouring her with their eyes. Anger started to bloom in his chest and his protective boyfriend instincts kicked in. He secured his arms around her pressing her body against his chest. He mirrored her previous action and kissed her temple while glaring at the guys.

Of course she had done that on purpose, she had planned every single thing with so much detail, there was no room for failure. However, she pretended that she had just noticed the other guys standing in front of them, ignoring their hanging jaws and lustful stares.

“Oh hey guys!” she said in a fake chirpy tone. “I’m Y/N, Tyler’s girlfriend.” she emphasized  the word with an enormous smile on her lips, while she stroke Tyler’s hands resting on her stomach.

“I told you so” Tyler silently mouthed with a smug smile.  

She waited for a response from the boys. An introduction, a greeting or even a sarcastic remark but they stayed silent.

“Babe…” it was Tyler who decided to break the silence. “What are you doing here?” He couldn’t decide if he felt more relieved, surprised or excited at her unexpected visit, but really he was just so happy to see her.

“I wanted to surprise you.” she said turning around in his arms, placing her arms around his neck.”I got out of class early today and since it’s Friday I thought we could go to the movies or something.” she gently rubbed his bottom lip with her thumb. “Plus, our moms talked and they agreed that I could spend the night at yours.”

Tyler could barely hold his excitement. He loved spending the night with her. Even if they didn’t do anything sexual, it was something so intimate and sweet that he treasured every chance they’ve got to sleep together.  

“That would be nice.” he simply replied with blushed cheeks and and an eager smile.  

“What the hell is going on in here?” Bryce whispered to his friends, shock still present on his voice.

“I don’t even know man.” Justin answered without taking his eyes off of the couple.

Y/N had to stop herself from laughing at the boys’ reaction. She winked at Tyler before turning to them.

“I’m really sorry guys, but Ty and I got things to do.” She took his hand in hers and intertwined their fingers while they made their way to the exit. As expected, they didn’t reply as they left. “Nice to meet you guys.” she half yelled without turning around.

Once both of them were outside of the school grounds, Tyler took her in his arms spinning her around, both of them laughing.

“That was awesome babe!” he cheered feeling lighthearted as she continued to laugh.

“After the tough week you had, I thought you could do some cheering up.” Tyler looked at her adoringly with her face between his hands. “And in the way, I thought I could shut some idiots’ mouths too.”

He laughed amused at his girl as he took her hand once again, starting to walk towards his house, with his gloomy attitude left behind.


Y/N patted her lips dry with a towel as she finished brushing her teeth, ready to go to bed.

She was about to come out of the bathroom when she got distracted by her phone, going through the notifications of the day.

Impatient to be with her, Tyler came in through the open door going straight to her, seeking her touch. He held her tight against his body, almost trying to disappear on the safe heaven that her arms represented.

He was in a very cuddly mood that night, but she didn’t mind. Cuddly Tyler was her favorite Tyler.

She took a deep breath as she opened her eyes, smiling as she was able to take a look at themselves through the mirror. It was a very heartening scene and she wanted to capture the moment.

She subtly unlocked her phone, taking a quick picture of their reflection. Tyler’s face was not shown on the picture, but people could see his curly hair and Y/N’s face resting on his shoulder.

He took her hand and guided her to bed, immediately cuddling up to her body. Tyler look at her with curiosity burning in his eyes, as her attention was still focused on her phone.

She blocked her phone and smiled at him expectantly, leaving her phone on the nightstand.  

Suddenly Tyler’s phone vibrated with a new notification and he frowned noticing the playful look on her face.

“What did you do?” he asked smiling, taking his own phone and unlocking it.

He took a look at the picture he was tagged in, his heart skipping a beat as he read the caption below it.

It was little things like this, that made him wonder what did he do to deserve a girl like Y/N.

Tyler took her smiling face in his hands, kissing her passionately between smiles, as both of them were too happy to hide it.

“I love you so much.” he whispered against her lips, content with how his week had ended.



Originally posted by bts-thekookieblog

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader
Themes: high school au, badboy & fuckboy jungkook
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 1,081
Summary: After being labelled the school’s biggest bad boy, Jeon Jungkook chooses to live up to the title. What he doesn’t know is that his arrogance will lead him to you.


“Kookie?” He asks, straying away from the point. You cuss and apologize quickly, trying to take back your words. “It’s kind of redundant if I keep saying Jungkook but I’ll stop, I swear. I’m sorry if that was weird or something.” Your cheeks turn red and he reaches closer to removes your hands from hiding your face and you blush even more, telling him to leave you alone.

“No no no… I like that.”

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Third Time’s the Charm

SUMMARY: As the physical exam day aboard the USS Enterprise rolls around, you find yourself in a rather precarious situation when three of the top-ranking officers in your medbay all ask the same schoolyard question: who do you like?

WORD COUNT:  1,526 words


NOTES: trying something new… instead of (y/n) it is just “you.” it definitely takes more time editing (because I do everything with OCs) so that is a down side, but if you guys take a liking to this version I shall continue like so. and also, I’m back! expect me to post a lot tonight, and requests are open!

As your alarm clock goes off, you slam your hand on the top. It unplugs from the wall and falls to the floor with a thud, and the silence makes you sigh with relief. That is, until you remembers what day it is on the USS Enterprise- physical examination day.

It’s not that having to examine every body on the ship is bad (in some cases, it is as a doctor), it’s having to be examined yourself by the one and only Leonard “Bones” McCoy, the doctor you’ve had a crush on since day one in the academy. You’ve only talked on rare occasions, and when you do, it always ends up either awkward or with one somehow insulting the other.

You climb out of bed and yawn, popping your back as you stand up. It takes you no more than ten minutes to get dressed and ready, having had this routine down since day one. You tie your hair up in a nice braid, grabbing your keycard before walking out into the hallway.

You makes it to the medbay in two minutes as usual, having nailed all the shortcuts and lonely walkways so you can enjoy what moments you have of peace. As you walk into the medbay, you’re greeted by nurses and patients, your gorgeous smile welcoming to all faces. You grab a tablet off the wall and sign in as someone walks up next to you.

“Ready for the physicals?” Bones asks, and you look up at him. His hair is messy as always and his shirt collar slightly bent, something you’ve had to fix on the daily. You reach up and unfold the crease, making him roll his eyes at you.

“If you come into work looking like you actually put some effort into yourself, I wouldn’t have to check you over every damn day,” you mutter.

“Ahh, you’d check me over even if I did.” You don’t respond but can feel your cheeks go slightly red, making you turn away with a sigh.

“How many for the first round?” you asks, Bones following you to the back tables.

“Fifty in the first batch for each of us,” he tells you, grabbing his tablet and scrolling through a list of names. He laughs slightly, the bellow growing louder and louder until he has to support himself by placing a hand on the table.

You turn to him. “What is it?”

“You won’t believe who you’re stuck with first,” he says as he catches his breath. You snatch the tablet from his hands and your eyes go wide as you read the first three names.

“Captain Kirk, Commander Spock, and Officer Sulu?” you gasps, looking up at him. His eyes meets yours and he just goes into another laughing fit, making you hit him with the tablet. You storm off to prepare your section of the medbay and he rushes after you.

“Oh, come on, doll,” he teases. “This’ll be fun!” You grunt and push past him into your station and he just chuckles.

“Get to your station,” you snap.

“Hey, isn’t it my job to give the orders?”

“To your station,” you slowly growl, and he smiles at you as he walks off.

You walk to the hallway where James Kirk is waiting, and you take a deep and calculated breath. “Captain, right this way,” you call out, and he follows you in with a smile. You pull the curtain out and set your tablet down. “Have a seat,” you say, and he does.

“Glad I got stuck with the good looking doctor this time,” he says and you almost drop the thermometer in your hand. James just laughs as you recover your composure.

You walk to him and press the pad to his forehead, his temperature reading as 98.4 fahrenheit. You nod to yourself and type the number in.

“Say, can I ask you something?” he asks after you take his blood pressure.

“You better think real carefully about what’s about to come out of your mouth, Captain,” you joke. “I have all the tools and knowledge to make your death look like an accident.”

“Yikes,” he mutters and you laugh. “You got a crush on anyone here?”

The question makes you stop, looking up at him as you feel the lymph nodes in his neck.

“Why would you ask?” you say, playing along with his game on accident.

“Oh, just for a friend.” He winks at you and you can’t hold back a scoff. “No really, curious for a friend, not myself.” You just laugh, shaking your head as he stands up.

“Tell your friend to come ask me himself,” you say. But you pauses, looking up at him. “Or herself, I don’t judge.” James’ eyes go wide and you laugh loudly, patting his back.

After a few more inspections on the Captain, some a little too personal to describe, you dismiss him with a pass of great health. He gives you his trademark smile and leaves, and Spock enters after him.

“Good morning, Ms. (Y/L/N),” he greets you, and you smile at your tablet.

“As to you, Mr. Spock,” you reply, and he even gives you a small grin back. You begin the usual check up, the same as James’, but he stops you with a question.

“I do not know if this is an appropriate question for the workplace, but I promised a friend I shall ask at first chance,” he says. You cross your arms over your chest and nod once. “Is there anyone in this ship you may have taken a liking to, in an unprofessional manner?”

“First Kirk, now you,” you mumble, looking up at him again. “Which friend?”

“That I cannot tell-”

“Spock, you of all people should know Vulcans can’t get sick to many diseases.”

“This I know…”

“But trust me, I know a few that could kick your ass back to the Milky Way.”

Spock gulps, staring at you. “I’m sorry, Doctor, but I made a promise,” he says lowly. You just smile up at him, surprised to find yourself not the least bit mad at him.

“I admire that,” you say. “You’re free to go, Spock.” He nods at you and leaves.

Sulu walks in with a small smile and he sits on the biobed. You start with a scan of the lungs and heart, moving on to checking his vitals and blood levels. You can see the gears turning in his mind, and as he opens his mouth to speak, you stop him.

“I will not answer your question unless you tell me who is making you ask,” you snap, catching him by surprise. He looks at you with wide eyes, trying to find words to say.

“Well, uh, I…” he veers off. “Oh, nevermind.” You laugh slightly and get through the rest of his physical in just three minutes, another crew member with perfect health.

After the first round, you expected at least a small break for the doctors. But as the second wave of crew members floods in, you sigh, putting on a smile and continuing with your work. The routine repeats for ten whole rounds, and as the clock strikes 10:30 pm, the work day ends.

“About damn time,” you mutter as you open the curtains and dock your tablet. You shut your station down and walk out to see Bones finishing up with his last physical. You sit down and grab a hydration pill, swallowing it quickly and finding yourself rather refreshed now.

Bones walks out two minutes later, uploading the records as you did and docking his tablet. “Ready for your physical?” he asks and you roll your eyes as you stand.

“No, but sure,” you mutter as you walk to the biobed. You sit down and he checks your temperature and blood pressure. As he check the nodes in your neck, you notice how gentle his touch is on your skin, rather than hard and rough like with everything else. He checks your eyes closely and seems to handle you with fragile care throughout the exam.

And suddenly, it hits you. He’s the friend that sent Kirk, Spock, and Sulu to ask you.

“Well, you seem good to go,” he tells you, meeting your gaze. You stare softly at him and he shifts, setting the tablet down. “What is it?” he asks.

“It was you,” you whisper, and he laughs awkwardly.

“What?” he asks.

“It’s no coincidence that both Kirk and Spock asked me the same question,” you tell him, narrowing your eyes. “But when Sulu came and asked the same thing, I should’ve known.”

Bones sighs and shifts. He crosses his arms over his chest, watching you closely. Before he can move back or turn away, you lean forward and press your lips to his. It shocks him slightly, but he brings one hand to your cheek and another to your hip, pulling you closer to him and closer into the kiss.

You pull back after a moment, looking up at him. “You could’ve just asked yourself,” you tell him and he scoffs, shaking his head as he kisses you again.

Infatuation (pt7)

Originally posted by qt-taehyungssi

“Taehyung heard the sound of a whistle and looked around. The world was in motion all around him, but his mind was foggy. Suddenly he was on the ground, eyes going dark, and the image of you with Jimin flashed through his mind before he blacked out.”

Genre: Fluff | Angst
Members: Taehyung x Reader, Jimin x Reader
Word count: 2301

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Description:  Phil can’t take it anymore. For eight years he’s put up with Dan’s abuse, and he can’t do it one second longer. He can’t handle any more bruises.

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Lots of abuse: if this triggers you, do not read!!!, cheating, depression, multiple mentions of the vday video 

Word Count: 2210

A/N: I somehow found myself tying this in with a real event in the 2017 timeline. I am in no way suggesting that this is what actually happened; it just fit well into the story. I’m also recreating an event to do with the v-day video; I personally was a Smol Child™ at that point, (it was actually my eighth birthday, fun fact) so I have no clue as to what time of day it was released or what exactly happened but this is just my recreation.

Phil can’t take it anymore. For eight years he’s put up with Dan, and he can’t do it one second longer. He can’t handle any more bruises.

At first they were the best of friends. Phil cared for Dan like a big brother until they fell in love. By 2010, they were the closest of couples, and neither of them could have been happier. But then everything went downhill. 

Phil filmed the video because he loved Dan. He truly did, and he thought Dan did too. But when it was leaked and dubbed the infamous “V-day video”, he was proven wrong. 

Dan hit him. A lot. And it wasn’t their playful banter that he was used to. He was angry, really, truly angry, and he had a right to be. But those punches and slaps hurt. Eventually, they left marks. Phil expected them to stop. He expected Dan to calm down back to his normal self after a while. It turned out that was the new normal Dan. 

Now Phil lives in fear. He wants to leave. He wants to leave so badly, but he doesn’t know how he can. All their fans think so highly of Dan and of the two of them as a duo act. If he leaves Dan, not only will he expose him, but he’ll tank both their careers. Phil doesn’t know if he can do that. 

It’s hard for him to stay positive nowadays. He’s alone in life, for the most part, stuck spending every waking second with someone who doesn’t pay him the tiniest bit of respect. The amount of times he’s had to keep himself from doing something drastic is too many to count. He’s a completely different person on camera than off camera. The two rarely upload because Phil can only occasionally film without a bruise being visible. 

The two just bought a new flat. Phil should have left while he could have, right before they moved. But he passed up on his only chance out, and now he’s more stuck than ever. 

“Morning, Lester.” 

“H-hi, Dan…” Phil’s developed a stutter over the years; every time Dan enters a room he becomes nervous and almost forgets how to speak. All that runs through his head is an image of all the bruises. 

Dan’s face contorts into something Phil only knows as anger. His muscles tense; he’s going to get beaten again. “Is that my fucking Crunchy Nut?” Dan breathes out through clenched teeth. 

Phil looks at the cereal box he’s eating out of. Sure enough, it’s Dan’s. There’s no way he’ll escape this unscathed. Phil can hear every soft step on the tile as Dan approaches him at the table, fists clenched. Instinctively, his fists fly up to his face to defend himself as best he can. Through the holes in his defense, he watches Dan’s hand stretch out. Surprisingly, it doesn’t connect with Phil’s body. 

Instead, it picks up the cereal box. Phil immediately discovers what’s worse than a punch or a slap: the corners of a cereal box. With each collision of the sharply cornered cardboard, Phil recoils a little bit more into his seat. Finally, Dan jabs the box into the corner of Phil’s eye. He cries out from the pain, his hands flying to his eye. A single punch connects with his other, now undefended cheek, and his chair clatters to the ground. A sharp kick to the balls forces another groan out of Phil before his one functional eye watches Dan’s feet trail off into the next room. 

Phil weakly stands up, the blood rushing to his head and blurring his vision. His right eye is just fine, but his left eye’s vision, obstructed by the box injury, is black. He can’t see a thing. 

Phil pulls his phone from his pocket and does a bit of research on how to fix his eye. He’s been hit in the eye before, but usually his vision is only blurry, not completely gone. After five minutes, he still can’t see out of his left eye. Concern settles into his stomach as he thinks back on his experiences. In all the years, he doesn’t think he’s ever been stabbed in the eye. Is it possible that his vision may never come back? Is going to the doctor the best option? 

Is it the only option? 

It can’t be. Phil knows it can’t be. If he goes, the doctor may find out about Dan’s abuse and arrest him. He deserves it. He deserves every second of every minute of every hour of every day of every month of every year of torture he’d receive in prison. But Phil can’t let him go. He can’t bear to show the real side of Dan to his fans. “Hey, Lester. Get in here.” 

Phil tenses up. “Coming!” Phil scuttles into the gaming office. 

“We’re filming,” Dan says, emotionless. 

“We don’t usually film when I have bru-” 

“We’re filming.” Dan forces Phil into his gaming chair and turned on the camera. It’s time for Phil’s camera face. 

After about an hour and a half of hell, the two finally finish filming. Phil’s bruises are evident on camera, he decides after looking in the mirror later. He has a horrible bruise on his arm and a much less visible one on his leg. They’ll know he’s bruised, so he’ll have to come up with a lie. Or he could not. Could it be his chance? No, he told himself. But he wasn’t sure his own answer would hold up. 

Dan doesn’t make him edit this video. Sometimes he makes Phil edit and sometimes he does it himself. “I don’t trust you around unedited footage,” Dan tells him. He still doesn’t understand that excuse when Dan makes him edit when he gets too lazy, but arguing is sure to earn him a few extra bruises. Phil sighs. He’s really just sick of the bruises.   

“Bye, Lester.” Dan doesn’t give an explanation a few hours later when he grabs his jacket and heads outside. Finally free for a few hours, Phil decides to treat his wounds up a bit before going to bed. Still unable to see through one eye, Phil finally decides to head to bed and sit on his phone for a while. By around midnight, Dan still isn’t home. Phil sets his phone down, not sure if he’s going to sleep tonight.

The door opens in the back of Phil’s subconscious. He smiles as Dan crawls into bed beside him. Dan’s warmth fills him up as he wraps his arms around the smaller boy. “My warm bear,” he muttered. This is love. It’s been love for the last two years and Phil has no reason to believe it won’t be love for all the rest they have. 

Suddenly, both their phones start buzzing like crazy. Each of them lean to their respective sides of their shared beds and pick up their phones, both of which are still getting constant messages. 

Family members send congratulations. Fans send screams. Friends send concerned screams. One thing Phil notices in common is the phrase “come out”, which is something he just happens to have not done. Where is all this coming from? Phil frantically pulls up his Tumblr feed, searching the phan tag and going to most recent. Immediately his eyes are met with countless screenshots of him from a year and a half ago. He’s speaking to the camera, to Dan. He remembers that video. It’s private. It’s on his side channel. Nobody can see it. But everyone sees it. 

Within seconds he’s received an email from YouTube. It’s explaining the accidental unprivating of many videos, his included. Everyone can see it. The happiness drains out of Phil. 

He’s ruined their entire lives. 

Dan will understand. He has to understand. He loves Phil. “I made this private video…” 

Phil goes on to tell the whole story. “Wow.” That’s all Dan says at first. In the dim light of his phone in his face, Phil can see Dan’s face fill with rage. It’s unlike anything he’s seen before. Then Phil is on the floor. He’s been pushed off the bed. His tailbone aches from the fall. “I can’t believe you.” 

“I’m sor-” 

“Don’t apologize. Just get out. I’ll clean up your damn mess.” 


“I said get out.” 

Phil hangs his head as he walks to his own “bed”. He rarely sleeps there, but he uses it often for his videos. He lay his head on the pillow and let his salty tears stain the light pillowcase. The darkness of his current feelings seeps into the lightness of the sheets that usually reflect his personality. Phil doesn’t know how to feel; it’s the first time since he’s met Dan that he’s felt even remotely depressed. 

All he can think about is that Dan hit him. Dan never hits him. The two of them fight sometimes, but it’s never physical. It must just be the fact that this is important. He must have just gotten angry. 

Phil wakes up the next morning with a bruise. 

It’s the first of many. That’s what Phil thinks when he wakes up. He has that dream more often than he’d like to admit. He hates reliving the single worst moment of his life, but it’s not like he has much of a choice. At least it reminds him of the few brief moments before when he was happy with Dan, when the two of them were truly in love. How can everything change so quickly? 

Phil glances at his clock. It’s 3 in the morning, and he’s incredibly thirsty for a drink of water. It’s risky going to get it; if Dan’s awake and he hears Phil, he’s sure to get the typical drink of water treatment: a broken glass and plenty of cuts on the feet. Phil decides to sneak out of his room anyway; at this point it’s not like he has much to lose anyway. 

As he passes Dan’s bedroom door on the way to the kitchen, he hears soft moans from inside. The lights are off, but the sounds seem to be growing from inside. The moans seem almost…feminine. That’s not Dan’s voice. Even after all these years of a completely different Dan, he still remembers what he used to be like. His soft laughs and rough moans, his emo fringe and his chestnut eyes, everything. Everything he misses. 

Phil continues to get his drink, originally nearly unfazed by the encounter. After filling his glass at the sink, he hears the door creak open. “See you another night, babe?” 

“Totally. Bye, Dan.” 

Phil turns to watch a tall, blonde girl leave the flat. After the door closes behind her, Dan’s gaze sets on Phil. “What are you doing here?” 

This is when it finally all sets in for Phil. It never really crossed his mind that Dan could be dating again, but now that he’s seeing him with a girl, it feels like a stake through the heart. He doesn’t know why it bothers him at all; he should hate Dan after all he’s done to him. But he doesn’t. He still loves him, just a little bit, and seeing him with someone else hurts more than any bruise ever could. “I live here,” Phil says, his anger feeding his courage. He speaks with more confidence and snark than he has in years. 

“Not if you stop living, you don’t.” As much as Dan hurts him, he’s never made any death threats before. Not actually meaning them. But Phil can tell from the look in those eyes he used to love; he’s not kidding. He steps forward, knocking the glass of water from Phil’s hand. The glass shatters on the floor, the liquid pooling on the floor as the glass rebounds up, a bit lodging in each of their legs. Dan’s left leg begins to bleed, visible with the fact that he’s wearing nothing but his boxers, but it doesn’t stop him. He picks up the bottom of the glass, pointing it at Phil and advancing on him. The glass is covered in sharp spikes. 

Phil quickly dodges the glass hurled at him and stares at Dan. His face shows no sign of remorse. He doesn’t care in the slightest about Phil or even if he’s alive or dead, so why should Phil care about him? Phil takes off to his room, taking advantage of the lock he happens to have. He throws all his clothes into his suitcase along with all the money he can find in his room before taking a deep breath and opening the door. 

Dan takes one look at the suitcase and his eyes grow wide. “Where the hell are you going?” 

“Away from you.” 

“You can’t leave!” 

“I’m about to.” 

“No, you’re not!” Dan lunges at him, but he swings his hard suitcase at him, knocking him back and opening the front door to the flat. It’s a short walk to the main London streets. Even in the early morning, he can wave down a cab and hop in. 

“To the nearest twenty-four hour express clinic, please.” 

Phil’s not going to take any more beatings. He’s not going to get any more bruises. He’s free. 

Like We Used To (Chapter One)

Title: Like We Used To (Chapter One)
Exes, Break Up, Friends to Lovers, Friends With Benefits, Cheating, Pining, Angst, Fluff, basically a whole range of stuff
Words: 1786
They split in 2012.
Not because they stop loving each other, but because it just got too hard.
It’s supposed to make things easier. But when Phil meets someone new, it turns out, it’s harder than it’s ever been.

Author’s Notes: So I wrote this when I first joined the phandom last year and I’m thinking of continuing it (up to chapter 4 is over on AO3) but I thought I’d see what you lovely people on Tumblr thought, as I know some of you only read over here rather than on AO3, and find out whether you think I should finish it.

My lovely friend @AdorkablePhil thinks I should finish it but the reason I stopped it was because I started Unspoken Rules and suddenly that took off and I wasn’t sure if people even liked this fic. It’s full of a lot of tropes and stuff but… we’ll see.

So I’ll probably post all the chapters so far here over the next few days/weeks and see what you think. Please let me know! (It won’t prevent Ships getting written if thats what you’re worried about!)

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“Rejection”; Chapter One

NOTE: As much as I LOVE Frans, this fanfiction is going to be a Reader x Sans. Hints of Undyne x Alphys will be mentioned in later chapters (as that’s pretty much canon). I have no idea what the schedule will be for uploading new chapters, since I’ve already typed out about 30 lengthy chapters! There will be NO Papyrus x Mettaton; sorry! Not really my thing. But in other words, enjoy!



It was a windy, snowy day outside. Snowdin was colder than usual, but the monsters who inhabited it didn’t seem to mind. The colorful Christmas lights twinkled with cheer, and the “stars” above shone brightly. As little monster children ran about throughout the town square by the large decorated tree with presents lying underneath, you sat on the dark green couch of Sans and Papyrus’s home.

Papyrus was off doing training with Undyne, and God knows where Sans is. That skeleton really was a mystery. Knowing him, you thought glumly, he’s probably at Grillby’s again. You didn’t mind the quiet; it gave you time to think. Not too long before you fell into the Underground, you had confessed your love for a boy who’s name will not be mentioned. His rejection stung harder than it should’ve, but you couldn’t help but believe that in someway you might have acted…desperate towards him.

You sighed, and glanced around the home. It was small, but cozy. A mini kitchen stretched out across the room to your right, and a TV sat in front of you. You didn’t turn it on; most of the channels were about Mettaton anyways. That self-obsessed celebrity would just make you feel worse, since all he talked about was flirting and promoting his brand.

There was spaghetti on the wooden table nearby, but it was already cold. A rock covered in glitter sat next to it, as well as a sock on the floor with nearly 15 sticky notes piled on top. A flight of stairs was to your left, which lead up to Papyrus and Sans’s bedrooms. The door to Papyrus’s room read, “NO GIRLS ALLOWED! OR BOYS. ONLY PAPYRUS.” You smiled weakly at the adorable skeleton’s innocent behavior, but it faded away quickly. Rainbow lights and a odd feeling pulsed out of Sans’ room. You already knew what was in there, even though you’d never actually gone into the room.

The same goes for knowing Toriel, Flowey, the skelebros, Undyne and Alphys. None of them had met you before, but you knew them. You knew them all too well. See, Frisk is still around. And they are their own person. But you still couldn’t wrap your brain around how you wound up here in the first place. After all, “Undertale” is a video game. You’ve played it before. How could you possibly BE here?

Perhaps on “the surface”, you were in such a bad emotional state that it was strong enough to break reality itself, resulting in the travel into the world of code and pixels. But that couldn’t happen. Can’t it? You were certain that the heartache you felt wasn’t powerful enough bring you here. But then again… How did I get here? Do I have super-powers? Or is it just my copy of the game? You thought hard, perplexed.

You placed a hand over where your heart would be, and drew out your soul. It was unique, and very intriguing to the few monsters who saw it. You looked closely into it, and saw all the memories of your entire time in the Underground; plus shortly before. You saw him… the boy who broke your heart. But his face flashed away instantly, being replaced by your family and friends. A scene of you meeting Frisk and Toriel played, and you smiled weakly. Frisk seemed to have a hunch of what was going on, with you being brand new to the game. Not once in any timeline ever did you appear. Which is why, you guess, she is reluctant to reset.

Ah yes, resets. The topic that two- now three- people knew about in the Underground. Frisk was the one who did all the resetting, but was she really? Because, weren’t you Frisk back in the real world playing Undertale? Or were you merely allowing your mind to make it think that? All along, Frisk had been their own being. And so was…Chara. But what does that make you? An onlooker? Or a player? This whole thing was as confusing as trying to understand Gast-

Suddenly, the thought left without a trace. Wait, what was I thinking about again? You leaned back on the couch, and realized that your soul was still beaming brightly in front of your chest. The current images flowing by like the breeze outside were about you first meeting Sans. How you freaked out, knowing that your most absolute-favorite-character of the game was standing right in front of you.

But… your heart had stopped. Your mind went on the run, and fear consumed you. His figure, blackened by shadow, was WAY more intimidating when you’re actually there in front of him rather than just looking at a screen. His words still remain swimming around in the depths of your mind, and the image of how you were petrified by his seriousness. You still didn’t know why, since you knew it was him and he was only here to greet himself and give you a delightfully funny handshake.

Right, the handshake. You watched yourself through the large soul before you take his hand joyfully and practically squeal from relief and pure happiness. You cringed from afar as you drew the big boned skeleton into a bear hug, and began to cry in his arms. You wanted to slap yourself, as a wave of loathing washed over your head. This is why he rejected you. Because you are too desperate. Look, even Sans is confused and doesn’t know how to react! Idiot.

But… You argued internally, he’s never met me before. If I were Frisk, or any of the previous 7 souls, I’m sure he would’ve known what to do. After all, he’s used to the resets and different timelines. So, obviously, when this is the first timeline where I show up, he’s gonna be baffled. You forced the conclusion of the argument, and reluctantly finished watching the cringeful scenario. Again, you smiled weakly when Sans grinned ever so slightly and gently, barely, placed his hands around your back.

The next channel of emotions flicked through immediately, and you saw Papyrus introducing you to his puzzles and Sans cracking jokes awkwardly along the way. You laughed at every one of them, and were sure that Sans was surprised. Frisk, after all, never really let out more than a chuckle in their first run of the game. But, after a couple hundred resets, you figured they got used to it. Who knows, you may be completely wrong, since you were quite certain that something fishy was going on with the whole idea that Frisk has always been their own being rather than you controlling them.

An electrocuted Papyrus here, a Nice Cream guy there. “Junior Jumble” here, and a bridge of mortal terror there. As you peered over the side, your eyes cast upon the vast, thick forest below. Vertigo surge up through you stomach, and you clutched the railings warily. When was the last time I’d eaten something warm? You thought, recalling the Nice Cream man’s cold snack. It’s not like that helped the frostbite you had most likely gotten on your legs. Staring at your soul, you shivered and instinctively covered your bare legs.

When you had “fallen” into the game, you were wearing nothing more than the attire you had outside your laptop. A T-shirt, short-shorts, and black Nike sneakers. Thankfully you weren’t too depressed that you did your hair in the morning. You wore it up into a ponytail when you had first met Flowey in the crumbled Ruins, but now you wore it down to try and keep your neck somewhat warm. Snowflakes dotted your wavy curls, and also your freaking-long eyelashes. Your huge “nerd” glasses were steamed up, and your fingers were blue from the frozen treat earlier. And frostbite.

Thankfully, Papyrus let you off easy on that puzzle. You knew that he felt bad about the difficulty, and decided to keep it safe for Undyne later. Perhaps that was what he was doing today. You sighed on the couch, thinking about the battles you had to go through on your journey. You’re not a very determined person, so you really had to watch your health. Certainly Frisk was aware of that when she started putting the pieces together; so she made sure to give you extra healing items such as a “Manly Bandana” and “Healing Bandages”. You had used the bandages a long time ago, back when you were just greeted by Papyrus. The Ruin’s monsters weren’t too bad; they were just souls who needed a good pep talk.

You knew from the moment you woke up on those golden bed of flowers you could go through a Pacifist or Genocide run. But, being too amazed that you were actually in Undertale, you decided right away to go Pacifist. Let me tell you, Flowey was not happy about that. He thought that finally meeting a new human, along with already having Frisk, that he could force evil into you. After all, that’s what Chara needs in order to posses a vessel. Hatred, LOVE, and determination. You had none of those.

Your eyes stung and watered from the fright of seeing Flowey in person; without a thought, Papyrus appeared once more inside of your multi-colored soul. A human girl like you could only take so much cold; so you can imagine how exhausted, beaten, and freezing you were when you crossed that bridge to follow Sans and Paps.

You could feel his eyes- er, eye sockets- studying you, from your physical form to all the EXP you’d earned. Sans was the “Judgement” monster; he could see right through one’s lies. It was one of his many, many talents. You watched as your body thumped onto the ground, and passed out cold. Sans’ reaction was actually a little stunning; he called for his younger brother, and pointed to you. Papyrus freaked out, and hoisted your limp appendages into his arms, and from there carried you to Snowdin.

Even while asleep, your soul picked up on what was happening around you. Monsters all through the town looked on from a distance as the tallest skeleton was carrying a nearly-dead human to his humble abode. The shorter skeleton wouldn’t rip his eyes away from her, and had his hands shoved into his blue jacket’s pockets. Alas, business carried on like usual, since the monsters were all very much used to Frisk. However, a indescribable tension hung faintly in the air as everyone realized another human was in the Underground, never to escape.

Never to escape… You thought drearily, and glanced out the window. The storm picked up throughout the time you had started pondering; you worried for the skelebros. They were being so kind to a stranger, unlike what humans in the real world would do. The real world… Memories of your rejection and your family all came surging back to you at once. Suddenly, an urge to cry sprang up to your face; figuring that Sans and Paps wouldn’t be home for another good hour, you let your wet tears stream down your cheeks.

The soul in front of you stopped playing scenes from your time in the Underground, and faded back into its normal opaque color. Well, colors. That’s the weird thing about your soul; it wasn’t just one personality trait. All the human children that fell from the surface had one trait, which determined the color of their soul. They were light blue, dark blue, yellow, orange, purple, green and of course red. Those stood for patience, integrity, justice, courage, perseverance, kindness, and determination. In that order.

Again, how did you know all this? Well, Undertale is a game. It was meant for entertainment purposes, and of which means that it could be dissected piece by piece to find all of its history and facts. You knew all this game’s secrets like the back of you hand, but now that you’re here you felt like a lot more from the files will soon appear and have a need to be found. After all, this has never happened before. And since you have no knowledge about this timeline, you will remain naive and not know how to escape. You will remain here forever, never seeing your family again.

But really… How bad could it be? You have friends down here, even if they don’t know it. You haven’t even met half of the game’s characters yet, and you already feel home. Maybe since I kinda am home, you thought. Papyrus gets really attached to strangers really quickly, which was the complete opposite of Sans. But, it seems that Sans has already started trusting you. Well, he kinda already saw into your soul and noted how you have no LOVE, EXP, or HP. LOVE… “Level Of ViolencE”. Really nice way to trick Frisk, Flowey. You sneered, and shook your head dismissively. EXP… “EXecution Points”. And… HP? What’s that again? “HoPe”? It would make sense, since you don’t really have hope, either.

You sniffled pathetically, and brought your knees closer to your chest. Your heart glowed a deep blue, which you could quickly tell meant sadness. Some trees tapped wildly against the glass, which made you flinch. You looked around the first floor again, and landed on the sink. It was practically 10 feet tall, so Papyrus could fit more under it. The Annoying Dog wouldn’t be hiding under there, like normal, since he was asleep up in Sans’ room. You didn’t need to go up there to check; you just knew.

A loud bang made you jump about 3 feet into the air; you whipped your head over to the front door.


Chapter Ten (Where all the chapters before that are.)

Chapter Twenty (Links to Chapters 11 –> 19)

Translation: Joker Game Drama CD A Parody Box Full of What-Ifs


So, here’s part two. The party animals. And…. I don’t know.

I don’t know anymore. If you’re going to read this, thank you. Join me in hell. Feel free to complain at me about this anytime, because I SWEAR TO GOD, JOKER GAME.

Warning: 3569 words of animal parody. Also, seriously, don’t repost anywhere. Thanks! 

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there aren’t a lot of video-interviews about pathologic conducted in English, but here is a recent one with Nikolay Dybovsky from when Ice-Pick Lodge was at PAX East just uploaded a month ago from the website (I’m guessing?) called “gamechurch”. it came up when I was watching the other interviews. if you don’t want to watch a video I’ll write a transcription of just the questions and answers below as best as possible.

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Reylo - A Modern, Sci-Fi Take on Adam and Eve

Roughly six months before the release of The Force Awakens, the post-grunge band Breaking Benjamin released Dark Before Dawn, their first album after over six years under a brand-new lineup. From that album, three singles from that ended up on the official Spotify playlist for Kylo Ren. The three songs that made it onto Kylo Ren’s playlist are “Angels Fall,” “Defeated”, and perhaps the most telling of Kylo Ren’s character, “Ashes of Eden”.

This song has been analyzed to death by the Reylo fandom, and for good reason. It is perhaps one of the most emotional songs on Kylo Ren’s playlist, certainly the most emotional of all the Breaking Benjamin songs. Lead singer and songwriter Ben Burnley has never strayed from writing powerful lyrics and pouring emotion into his performances, as most singer-songwriters tend to do, but the Dark Before Dawn album is a little different.

Breaking Benjamin’s music had gotten progressively darker as time wore on, possibly relating to Ben Burnley’s own worsening health. Some of the songs darker in tone on Saturate, their very first album, are “No Games” Sugarcoat”, and “Shallowbay”. We Are Not Alone went darker, with “So Cold”, “Away”, “Believe”, “Forget It”, and “Break My Fall”, which contains references to Ben Burnley’s fear of flying. The next album, Phobia, gets even darker, with songs like “The Diary of Jane”, “Breath”, “Dance with the Devil”, “Had Enough”, “You”, and “You Fight Me”, as well as the intro and outro which similar to “Break My Fall” reference Ben’s fear of flying. Then you get to Dear Agony, and it’d be easier to list the one song that isn’t completely dark, “I Will Not Bow”.

Dark Before Dawn shatters this pattern. The songs start off, as you’d guess it, rather dark, before getting lighter in tone and theme before the happy, heartwarming final track. The opening and closing tracks are literally titled “Dark” and “Dawn”, respectively. The track order gives emotional insight to the development of the album. Ben Burnley is a recovering alcoholic and became too sick to perform back in 2010, which lead to the band’s hiatus. Throughout the hiatus and particularly toward the end of it, frustrated with the lack of answers for his health, Ben Burnely went back to writing songs, and most of the songs from Dark Before Dawn reflect Burnley’s reinvigorated optimism and dedication to his work.

The tracks on Dark Before Dawn still carry dark tones and still carry themes of despair, but they also inspire hope. Songs like “Failure”, “Never Again”, and “The Great Divide” are all anthems of hope, and even “Angels Fall”, and “Defeated” carry optimistic vibes when you analyze the lyrics. The entire album is the story of a man overcoming adversity, renewing his zest for life, prioritizing what he cares about, healing, recovering, and getting better, despite the pain he’s feeling, which brings us to our favorite vulnerable warlord, Kylo Ren.

The songs on Kylo Ren’s playlist are an interesting selection. “The Diary of Jane”’s presence on Mace Windu’s playlist tells me that Disney wasn’t just pulling songs from a fresh album, so really any of Breaking Benjamin’s singles were fair game. So, why not “Blow Me Away”? Why not “Breath”? Why not “Until the End” or “I Will Not Bow”? Why not “Lights Out” or “Give Me a Sign?” Why not Dark Before Dawn single “Failure”, which was an official single, unlike “Defeated”?

It could possibly be because of the elements of healing and self-realization that inspired Dark Before Dawn. “Angels Fall” is loaded with hopeful lyrics – “I can’t give up, I can’t give in”; “The sun begins to rise”; “The turning of the tide”; “I’ll carry you and we will live forever” – but it also carries some darker lyrics – “I walked the path the led me to the end”; “I’m caught beneath with nothing left to give”; “I fought the fight now only dark remains”; “Divided I will stand And I will let this end”. Same with “Defeated”. There’s the hopelessness and despair – “We all fall down, the pain goes on”; “We bare the fruit of war”; “No love to believe in”; “Forgotten and betrayed”; “I’m falling to pieces Stained and used” – and the determination and self-realization – “I will stand alone No longer defeated”; “And I’ll be the fire that dries the flood”; “As I drag the Devil down”; “I know what I need and it’s not you”. These are very powerful songs that when applied to Kylo Ren give incredible insight to his character, the struggle he’s going through, and the possible path that he’ll follow.

Then we get to Ashes of Eden.

Now, I’m going to get a little bit personal here, first time I heard “Ashes of Eden”, I was driving home from the city and I almost had to pull over because the song made me cry. The lyrics hit me super hard and made me think of my father, who’d passed away seven months prior. “Ashes of Eden” sort of became a song of mourning for me, and despite the numerous things I’ve come to associate with that song, I still associate it with mourning my deceased loved ones, as I skipped it in my car for a solid month after my brother passed away this spring.

It’s a very emotionally moving song, as Ben Burnley intended. Shortly after the single release of “Ashes of Eden”, the band put on a contest asking fans to record a video telling the band what the song meant to them, wherein the winner would receive a guitar signed by the band and VIP passes. The website they were allowing contestants to upload their entries was flooded with responses, some truly touching stories. They hadn’t done this for any other song on Dark Before Dawn and to my knowledge they haven’t done this for any other single release. This song is a big deal to the band.

My own interpretation of the song informed my reaction to seeing it on Kylo Ren’s playlist the first time. Because I associated it with mourning my father, I figured this was true for Kylo Ren, that he missed Han and regretted killing him. While I can safely say that this is true, there’s so much more to how this song relates to Kylo Ren’s character.

Starting with the first verse, which is drastically underrated in the Reylo fandom:

Will the faithful be forgiven
When we come into the end?
Will I miss the final warning
From the lie that I have lived?
Is there anybody calling?
I can see the soul within
And I am not worthy, I am not worthy of this

This is a really strong look into Kylo Ren’s personal struggle with the path he’s taken in life. Adam Driver has described Kylo Ren as a “religious fanatic”, so drawing parallels between Kylo Ren and the religious faithful makes sense. Religion often promises some sort of end time to its followers, a positive end time to the faithful, and a negative end time to the faithless. Kylo Ren is following the path of the Dark side, which promises power and dominance. Connecting this first line to Kylo Ren’s character makes it seem like he’s questioning this reward that’s promised to him by Snoke and the Dark side.

The next line makes Kylo Ren’s doubt painfully obvious. Not only does he feel like he’s been feeding off of lies, but he feels like his life is a lie. He spent the first 23 years of his life not knowing his grandfather was Darth Vader, lord knows how many lies Snoke told him while he was growing up and after he left Luke’s Jedi Order, and after killing Han and regretting doing so, chances are he’s doubting everything he’s done in his life. He’s miserable, and he might be waiting for something to tell him to change his life around, but he might not even be able to see the sign.

Maybe he’s missed his chance. Maybe he feels like he doesn’t deserve the chance to turn his life around. Killing Han is the first thing we know he’s regretted, and we don’t know what else he’s done that might be catching up to him.

Are you with me after all?
Why can’t I hear you?
Are you with me through it all?
Then why can’t I feel you?
Stay with me, don’t let me go
Because there’s nothing left at all
Stay with me don’t let me go
Until the ashes of Eden fall

This part is both straightforward and incredibly vague. It’s straightforward because it shows his need for a particular presence in his life. It’s vague as all hell because we have no idea who “you” could be referring to. Is it Luke? Is it Han? Is it Leia? Is it Finn? Is it Rey? Who fucking knows! For Kylo Ren, it could be any one of these people or a combination of these people. But it is interesting to note the intense desire to be with this person, whoever it is that Kylo Ren feels he needs. He feels lost without this person, maybe even a little betrayed by their absence.

Will the darkness fall upon me
When the air is growing thin?
Will the light begin to pull me
To its everlasting will?
I can hear the voices haunting
There is nothing left to fear
And I am still calling, I am still calling to you

This is perhaps the favorite verse of the Reylo fandom, and it’s easy to see why. The direct identification of Dark and Light as conflicting elements not only shows the internal struggle of Kylo Ren, but also the external elements influencing him, with Snoke as the darkness and Rey as the light. It’s interesting to note how each of these are referred to. The darkness is trapping Ren, suffocating him, taking advantage of him, while the light is pulling him, drawing him near, promising some sort of forever.

This is reflective of the external conflict of Snoke’s influence versus Rey’s influence on Kylo Ren. Snoke had always been a presence in Kylo Ren’s life, tormenting him since before he was even born, and taking advantage of his insecurities when he realized his family had been lying to him, and trying to snuff out any pull to the Light that might still exist within Ren, from his familial ties to his own identity. Rey was found by Ren through his being drawn to her. She presented something to him that was contrary to what Snoke had offered him, and he sought her out through his own choice, yet there’s still something about her that attracts him, and what she’s drawing him to is something Snoke does not want for Ren, whatever it may be. If Rey is supposed to be the Light and offering forever, Snoke is the Dark that’s harbingering the end.

The voices haunting is another line that’s incredibly telling, but incredibly vague. It could be Snoke. It could be the people Kylo Ren has killed. It could be Han, or someone else from Ren’s family. It could be so many things, but we will probably never know. This song wasn’t written specifically for Kylo Ren, but it was chosen for him for a reason. This line might not be it, but it certainly fits with what we now know from textual and subtextual evidence. This also applies to the last part of that lyric chunk. We don’t know who he could be calling to or if that line was something the Disney/Lucasfilm people had in mind with choosing this song, but given the speculation around Force bonds, as well as just being able to feel people through the Force, it wouldn’t take too much imagination to see how this line could apply to Kylo Ren’s character and story arc.

Heaven above me, take my hand
Shine until there’s nothing left but you

“Heaven” is a concept that exists in numerous religions and is often thought to be state or plane of paradise rewarded to virtuous souls. For the faithful, Heaven is usually the ultimate goal, it’s supposed to be the positive end time for the faithful. It’s often considered to be a place of eternal happiness and light. In this case, Heaven is being directly tied to “you”, this mystery person that Kylo Ren is desperate to have around. This line, connected to Kylo Ren’s character, suggests that maybe this person is all that Kylo Ren needs to turn his life around, or at least be the catalyst. Maybe this person is all that Kylo Ren needs when all is said and done.

Tying “you” to “Heaven”, “Heaven” to “light”, and “light” to Rey, there’s a good chance the mysterious “you” is supposed to be Rey.

For all the emphasis that we place on Rey and Ren’s relationship, she hasn’t really influenced Ren all that much. Her relationship with him hasn’t been the cause of his doubts in his position, like Finn and Han were, but rather evidence something more to Ren. He was rather gentle with her, as gentle as he could be, while interrogating her. He explicitly stated that he didn’t want to kill her. Snoke outright accused him of having compassion her. She hasn’t had much of an affect on him, yet, but she does draw him to something Snoke doesn’t want Ren anywhere near. She pulls out his compassion and makes him act against his more nefarious goals.

This next part is a bit more speculative in nature, but it should be worth looking into. The music video for “Ashes of Eden” has been described by Ben Burnley as “a sort of modern, sci-fi take on Adam and Eve,” and the video really shows this. The video shows the story of a man and woman, as aliens, the man is trapped in space and the woman enters space to save him, she loses her grip, he begins to plummet through space, she decides fuck it and kills her link to the ship so she can be with him, even though they were killed when they plummeted to Earth and burned up in the atmosphere. Millenia later they are reincarnated as male and female humans and meet again as symbolic remnants of their ashes fall around them.

There are lots of parallels to be drawn here. The man lost in space easily parallels Kylo Ren feeling trapped with Snoke and the Dark side. The woman entering space to save him could potentially be paralleled by Rey deciding to help Ren escape his situation, although such an event has yet to be seen, but is possible given that Rey herself has shown compassion. Killing herself to be with the man, again, we have yet to see something like this happen with Ren and Rey, but it could happen, either literally or figuratively. Maybe she could just be leaving something behind, it doesn’t have to mean they die. Meeting in another life, brought together by fate, similarly doesn’t have to be a direct parallel, but Ren and Rey’s meeting could have been the will of the Force, and maybe they will share a Force bond.

As for Rey and Kylo Ren being Adam and Eve, there’s a lot to consider. In the Bible, Adam and Eve are the first Man and Woman from whom all human beings are said to be descended from. Birthing an entirely new species of sentient beings seems like a little too much pressure to put on Rey and Kylo Ren. But, they could be the start of something new. With the upcoming Episode 8 being titled “The Last Jedi”, and the Sith being nonexistent at this point, and the existence of a balance of Light and Dark within Ren and possibly within Rey, there is a chance that the path they end up taking will not be one that we’ve seen before, and one that has never been too prominent in the galaxy. Many people speculate that Rey, with or without Ren, will pursue a path similar to the Gray Jedi in the old EU. If this is the path Rey chooses, chances are, Ren will follow her or walk beside her, as 1) he’s drawn to her, and 2) the path she takes could be what’s best for the existence of Light and Dark within Ren. Through this, they become Adam and Eve, bringing a whole new philosophy to live and helping it spread and flourish throughout the galaxy.

I know it seems like a lot to parallel Ren and Rey’s relationship not just through the song, but also through the music video. “Ashes of Eden” was added to Kylo Ren’s playlist sometime in late May-early June following the song’s release as a single, and the music video was released in July, and the band has creative freedom over their works. This is a lot of speculation for a few lyrics and a music video.

It helps to keep in mind that Breaking Benjamin is technically a Disney property.

Breaking Benjamin is signed to Hollywood Records, the label that has almost every prominent Disney singer you can think of, from the Jonas Brothers to Vanessa Hudgens to Miley Cyrus. They also happen to have Breaking Benjamin, Sabrina Carpenter, Queen, and previously Atreyu. Studio interference has influenced Breaking Benjamin’s work before, as supposedly it was the label that pushed for “Skin” from the Saturate album to be released as a single before “Medicate”.

It’s hard to gauge how much influence the label actually has over the band’s creative work, and how much of that influence is ordered from the higher-ups at Disney, but this is worth noting. Disney wanted “Ashes of Eden” on Kylo Ren’s playlist almost as soon as it came out, possibly to promote the new album, but also probably because of its obvious parallels with Ren’s character. They took a chance with including Breaking Benjamin’s music and the payoff was immense. If there was absolutely no interference from Disney or Hollywood Records over the music video (Ben Burnley did describe Star Trek and Gravity as influence for the video and is known to be a Star Wars fan), then they got extremely fucking lucky if “Ashes of Eden” was chosen for its parallels to Kylo Ren and his relationship with Rey.

This is mostly speculation, but it is worth taking all of this into consideration. This playlist wasn’t some angsty teen associating some random lyrics with whatever shallow detail they think is deep but really just makes them look pretentious, these songs were chosen for the insights they could offer to Kylo Ren’s character (with an occasional joke or two thrown in). A lot of these songs explore Kylo Ren’s relationships with certain characters, most of these alluding to Rey.

“Ashes of Eden” was chosen deliberately. It’s not just different from its fellow album tracks, it’s vastly different from most of the other songs on Kylo Ren’s playlist. In tone it sticks out like a sore thumb, but with how well it fits Kylo Ren, it belongs more than any other song does. It’s the perfect song for Kylo Ren, and a pretty damn good song for Reylo.

Kandreil Goes to the Con, Part 1

[This is very self-indulgent continuation of a drabble I wrote back in November 2016 about an exy anime . Basically I really love the idea of Kevin being a closet otaku! I’ve been to 12 anime cons to date so what follows is largely based on my own con experiences.]

It’s all Kevin’s fault. He has been bugging Andrew and Neil about the anime con for months, determined to finally go now that he doesn’t have to worry about the Moriyamas coming after him. The campaign started when Kevin told them that there was an anime about exy that was slotted to premiere during the summer and in preparation for its release Kevin had been introducing them to other sports anime. Neil likes watching and he likes arguing with Kevin about it, but he doesn’t consider himself a part of the fandom. Andrew feigns disinterest but he’s actually more than a little invested in some of the characters.

Now they have an entire weekend to themselves and Neil just wants to unwind at the Columbia house but Kevin pulls a coup and announces that he has already bought weekend passes for the three of them and booked a room at the con hotel. Neil is furious, mostly because Kevin went behind their backs. Andrew isn’t keen on the crowds of hyper teenagers but there’s no way he’s letting Kevin go off on his own. In the end they all go.

The con is madness. There are cosplayers EVERYWHERE. Kevin is losing his shit, asking every other person to pose with him in a photo. Andrew ends up holding all of his bags while Neil takes the pictures. It is so loud, so lively, and they are only in the hotel lobby. Groups of regular hotel guests weave their way through the con attendees, baffled and amused looks on their faces.

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An; It’s been awhile, but I’m catching up. I’ll try to get everything caught up before next week, so send in some Christmas/Holiday requests if you have any you’d like me to do. 

Pairing-Trevor x Reader


Warnings-Swearing, teasing, mentions of food, 

Summary-After meeting the new worker, Trevor can’t help but fall for the newest addition to Achievement Hunter, and he confesses in a video. Luckily, Y/N feels the same way. 

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i’m getting really nostalgic right now so for people who have been fans of regular show since the beginning who remembers
• when the fandom had more than like 7 people and new episodes were talked about
• that one kid in class who would always go “you know who else ____? MY MOM!!”
• rigby died at least once every season
• those previews that ended with a still of the park and a narrator saying “regular show: it’s anything but. new episode monday at 8.”
• lady pecs
• before eileen was introduced so in a desperate attempt to give rigby a love interest people made female raccoon ocs that all had the same “cool chick, loves coffee and video games” personality
• party tonight was the ultimate jam
• but there was that super weird official music video for it that cartoon network released that had people actually dressed up as the characters and it just… nyeeeh
• “cj was a really cool character i hope she comes back one day and makes up with mordecai”
• super saiyan benson
• it was pretty much agreed by everyone that the funniest scene was when muscle man got punched by the hammer and his own boobs hit him in the face
• “i hope mordecai and margaret kiss under the mistletoe in the christmas special!”
• techmo was everyone’s fave
•when bendrey still like existed
• that meme about mordecai eating salad
• the acid trip from weekend at benson’s and how you will probably never listen to mississippi queen again without imagining mordecai, rigby, and benson stumbling down the street while dancing chili peppers distort reality around them
• people editing that scene from brain eraser where the cashier guy goes “i watch it all day, every day” with their favorite show
• the really creepy original ending to terror tales of the park 2 (you see mordecai and rigby’s mangled dead bodies at the scene of a car crash and then everyone goes to hell)
• the promo for bad kiss coming out and everybody flipped
• 10 hour long loops of summertime lovin on youtube
• everybody being super proud when mordecai punched benson… yeah you know the moment
• back when rigby was just starting to like eileen but not quite so in ship fics and stuff he was depicted as like “gosh i HATE eileen and her STUPID face so why do i want to KISS HER SO BAD?”
• mordecai’s mom cecilia
• when power tower first aired and for some reason that was never explained the colors were all wrong and did it kind of hurt anyone else’s eyes?
• future meets the past (HAVE FUN BIRTHING US)
• art of rigby and rocket raccoon
• this is probably really dumb but… i miss when margaret almost always wore yellow for her casual outfits? like, i don’t know, but i still headcanon it as her favorite color :3
• people thought rigby was gay for mordecai (but come on they weren’t wrong) because he showed no interest in girls or dating for the first, second and arguably part of the third season
• “thomas is such a boring character why did he even join the show?”
• when benson told mordecai and rigby he loved them in blind trust :_)
• don’t lie, you HAVE thought about changing your name to trash boat
• “they should use the song come on eileen in the show”
• that mordecai in art school flashback and how everyone thought it was the cutest thing
• everybody hated benson after best burger in the world
• when rigby ran on all fours more often… i miss that :_(
• crossover art with adventure time
• mordaret was the most popular ship in the fandom seriously everybody was rooting for them
• i think benpops was pretty popular too
• that scene from terror tales 5 where rigby goes “let’s do something REALLY scary!” and pops goes “we could go to bed early and be alone with our thoughts” and how every once in a while the regular show tag will be spammed with the same screenshot of it over and over
• meteor moves had half the fandom screaming over the mordaret kiss and the other half reeaaally mad about the whole friend zone thing
• you probably tried to send something to the moon once, it most likely didn’t work
• that part from video game wizards where mordecai is trying to sleep in a motel room while rigby blasts his homemade song on a boom box outside and how people always replace the song with another one in edits that are all like “trying to get your friend to listen to ___”
• “omg donald trump tried to destroy thanksgiving in regular show!”
• chad and jeremy fan art/fanfictions EVERYWHERE
• the preview for steak me amadeus came out just a little after adventure time’s fire and ice aired and people were like “i have a bad feeling about mordecai and margaret since finn and flame princess just broke up”
• people wanted cj to be the new waitress at the coffee shop after margaret left
• did anyone else try to learn how to do mordecai’s robot from the tgi tuesday dance battle? no? just me? okay
• the fandom went nuts when phone recordings of comic con panels were uploaded to youtube (also remember when william salyers acted out rigby asking eileen for a date? good times)
• “can mordecai fly?”
• the calvin wong/toby jones and hilary florido/madeline queripel board teams
• i think cloudyleen was a thing for a while
• ooh also cj x thomas was actually pretty huge i’m pretty sure even one of the storyboarders like toby jones or owen dennis or someone said they shipped it
• admit it at one point or another you have wanted a mordecai and the rigbys t-shirt or an eggcellent hat
• i don’t remember the exact situation but someone from the show posted something about “ready to go steady” and tagged it rigby and eileen and nobody knew what it meant but the shippers had a field day
• how benson’s car was accidentally aired before the terror tales episode that explained how thomas got stuck wearing his pizza costume until thanksgiving so HE JUST RANDOMLY WALKED INTO THE HOUSE DRESSED AS A SLICE OF PIZZA WITH NO CONTEXT AND WALKED RIGHT OUT HAHAHAHAAAHA
• the tag after maxin and relaxin aired being flooded with screencaps of all the mordeblushes
• after the movie there were people who went “SEE this is why i hate rigby he’s selfish and ruined mordecai’s future and lied about it” and then there were people who went “LOOK AT HIM RIGBY MY SON HIS PARENTS DIDN’T BELIEVE IN HIM NO DON’T CRY HE’S TRYING TO MAKE THINGS BETTER HE GOT BRUTALLY REJECTED FROM THE MOST ACCEPTING COLLEGE ON THE PLANET HE HAS SUCH LOW SELF-ESTEEM I WANT TO GIVE HIM A HUG”
• eileen’s rock polisher jokes
• the mordaret shippers getting excited for diary but then “I THINK EILEEN LOOKS HOT WITHOUT HER GLASSES ON!” and the rigleen shippers rose
• the titles and synopses for the first few episodes of season 6 being released and they were all about muscle man and the entire fandom was like “aw CRAP HERE COMES ANOTHER SEASON 4 BOYS”
• a lot of people were even praying that the end of muscle man was about his untimely death
• speaking of which remember how like half the fandom went “damn they had the perfect opportunity to kill off muscle man” after last meal haha
• the running gag where maellard always called benson the wrong name
• also the one where margaret had a new boyfriend every episode
• you may or may not have known someone who said “TGI TUESDAY!” every tuesday for like a year
• the best rap in the entire show was probably when mordecai was telling rigby off in sweater woes for being selfish and not moving on from margaret (“not fine not fine!”)
• screen caps of those animatronics from fuzzy dice with the caption “is this five nights at freddy’s”
• when the post card was announced and all the writers were like “it’s a hi five ghost episode! no, really!”
• “you really have to blow, you’re not blowing hard enough, BLOW HARDER!”
• this was in season 7 so not exactly old but sam spina’s bad art contests
• the swift rise and fall of the cloudygret ship at one point in the love triangle i think it was after eileen flat screen aired
• everybody making their own theories about skips and his “mystery lost love” and then there were tears when skips’ story aired
• muscle man getting beaten up to holly jolly christmas and we all laughed because he deserved it
• benson’s girlfriend veronica
• “i can’t believe evangelion copied regular show”
• you’ve witnessed the introduction, filling, and re-digging of the crash pit
• the eileen flat screen fake out where jg quintel hyped the episode and said it was gonna be big and people immediately thought “RIGLEEN” but it was like nope margaret’s back
• “still think i’m a momma’s boy?”
• people making thomas memorial videos or “rip thomas” text posts after the real thomas aired
• how a lot of people left the fandom after the two great controversies™, meteor moves (“FRIEND ZONE! FRIEND ZONE FRIEND ZONE FRIEND ZONE!”) and the season 6 love triangle, also the real thomas but to a lesser extent, but most of them still went “but tell me when rigleen becomes canon yo”
• is it just me or will my favorite scene always be the season 4 ending where rigby joined mordecai on the park house roof and they watched the sunset together
• “you take margaret to the airport?” “yeah” “you want to talk about it?” “no” seriously if this is not your favorite moment then why not

Where My Demons Hide

Hey! Here’s a Darkiplier story for y’all! I actually wrote this like six hours ago but I finished it just in time to go to worka nd I didn’ thave time to post it here. So, here’s a last-minute story for Halloween. Enjoy. :)

This story is also available on AO3 here.

           “Hey guys, what’s up? Happy Halloween!”

           Mark was facing the camera with a grin on his face. Tyler sat across the table from him. They had some candles lit between them, but they didn’t offer enough light to illuminate the entire capture, so they’d set up some stage lights behind the tripod. The bright glow of the lightbulbs seared his vision. He tried not to squint.

           “So today, Tyler over here came up with the wonderful idea to use a spirit board on camera,” Mark announced, “because why the fuck not, apparently.”

           Tyler laughed, the picture of ease. Mark envied his confidence.

           “What are you, chicken?” he jeered, his elbows resting comfortably on the table. “These things are total crap anyway, you know that.”

           “Well, I mean….”

           Tyler raised his eyebrows, and his smile widened. “Do you actually believe in these things, dude?”

           Mark shrugged, his eyes darting to the Ouija board with a spark of unease. “Well, I…I’m not saying I don’t believe in them.”

           “We got this from a fucking toy store, dude.”

           “Yeah, I know! I’m just saying anything could happen.”

           He looked at Tyler, whose stare clearly begged the question Are you just hamming this shit up for the video?

           Mark wished he were. He’d felt uncomfortable with the situation ever since Tyler had brought the game home from Target. Sure, it was probably a piece of junk, but still…what if?

           It was a stupid fear to have, and Mark knew it. So he plastered a smile onto his face and rolled his eyes, as if to say, Yes, duh. I’m not a pussy.

           “Anyway,” he continued, addressing the camera once more, “we’re gonna try this thing out and see if we can find any spooky scary spirits in my house.”

           Tyler chuckled. “Dude, this is either gonna be really dumb or really bad.”

           Yeah, no fucking joke.

           Tyler fished the planchette out of the box while Mark explained how to use a Ouija board to the camera. They knew the stupid basics: don’t play alone, don’t let go of the planchette until you’re done playing, blah blah blah.

           “We may not even upload this video, depending on if anything interesting actually happens,” he finished up while Tyler prepared the setup. “So if anyone’s watching this, I guess something at least vaguely spooky is gonna happen.”

           “Yeah, so be warned,” Tyler added on. “And don’t go looking in the comments for jumpscare warnings. That’s cheating.”

           Mark’s heart skipped a beat. Swallowing, he turned back to the board and placed his fingertips on the planchette. Tyler copied him. They looked at each other for a moment.

           “Uh…are you gonna start it?” Mark asked him.

           “Why do I have to start it? This is your channel.”

           “Well this was your bullshit idea, so you get to carry it out.”

           Tyler shrugged and began swirling the planchette around. Mark was pretty sure that wasn’t how you used it, but he didn’t correct him.

           “Uh…O Spirit Realm, my name is Tyler and this is my friend Mark. Do you have any ghosts that wanna say hi?”

           Mark was still nervous, but he couldn’t help giggling. “That was the stupidest thing you’ve ever said, dude.”

           They stopped moving the planchette and stared at it for a moment. It sat as still as a stone.

           “Guess that’s a no,” Tyler said with a laugh.

           “C’mon, let’s try again,” Mark urged. Even if they had to fake it, he at least wanted to get one interesting shot out of this video. “Hey! Dark and evil spirits! Anyone wanna tussle with the likes of us?!”

           He waited. Tyler was clearly trying not to laugh. Then, slowly but surely, the planchette drifted over and covered the word yes.

           Mark and Tyler stared at each other, each daring the other to admit they’d moved it. Tyler shrugged.

           “Uh…who’re we talking to?” Tyler asked the universe, an amused smile playing at his lips.

           The planchette didn’t hesitate. It drifted across the letters quickly, so quickly that Mark barely had time to read the message aloud to the audience.

           C-A-L-L M-E D-A-R-K

           “…‘Call me Dark?’” he echoed with a frown. “The fuck kinda name is that?”

           The planchette leapt into action with much more fervor than before. It moved with speed that Tyler clearly wasn’t putting behind it with his barely-touching fingertips.

           W-A-T-C-H Y-O-U-R T-O-N-E

           Tyler glanced up at Mark confusedly. “Dude, are you fucking with me right now?”

           Mark didn’t answer. The planchette sat still, a sleeping predator waiting for the next moment to act.

           “I, uh…well who are you, Dark?” he asked aloud, not knowing what to believe.

           The planchette moved methodically, as if a third hand were guiding it across the board.

           A-N O-L-D F-R-I-E-N-D O-F Y-O-U-R-S

           Mark’s frown deepened. “Tyler, if you’re kidding with me, it’s not funny,” he said seriously.

           “Shut up, dude. I know you’re doing it.”

           Mark had a few dead loved ones, but none of them would say things like this to him if they were still alive. He stared at Tyler hard, searching for a lie. Tyler looked somewhere between confused and a little entertained, as if he still believed this was a joke.

           “I don’t know anyone named Dark,” Mark announced.

           I H-A-V-E B-E-E-N W-A-T-C-H-I-N-G Y-O-U

           “Tyler, cut it the fuck out.”

           “I’m not doing anything, dude!” Tyler sounded pretty defensive. Mark’s heart began to pound.

           The planchette began moving again. Tyler crossed his arms over his chest, seeming fed up with the nonsense.

           I K-N-O-W W-H-O Y-O-U A-R-E

           The room around Mark seemed to spin. He looked up and around. His surroundings were distorting. Tyler stared back at him, his form fuzzy and elongated like a funhouse mirror reflection.

           “Mark, what are you doing?” His voice sounded like it was coming from underwater.

           I K-N-O-W W-H-A-T Y-O-U F-E-E-L

           Mark couldn’t see the Ouija board anymore, though he could still feel the planchette under his fingers. The words were being spoken aloud now, somewhere between a whisper and a growl. Mark swung his head wildly, searching for the source.

           I H-A-V-E K-N-O-W-N Y-O-U A-L-L Y-O-U-R L-I-F-E

           Behind Tyler, amidst the warped image that used to be Mark’s office space, a shape began to congeal. It was tall and gangly, with arms that hung almost all the way down to its ankles, and fingers that ended in sharp, knifelike points.

           I H-A-V-E W-A-I-T-E-D F-O-R T-H-I-S D-A-Y F-O-R A L-O-N-G T-I-M-E

           Mark gulped hard. He wanted to ask what day he’d been waiting for, but when he opened his mouth he found that his voice was gone. The shadowy shape firmed up into a pitch-black form with a hollow smile. It didn’t move its lips to speak.

           I H-A-V-E A-L-W-A-Y-S W-A-N-T-E-D T-O S-P-E-A-K W-I-T-H Y-O-U

           Why? Mark thought, feeling faint. Either he was hallucinating so much that he was going to pass out, or the world was actually ending and he was about to die.

           B-E-C-A-U-S-E Y-O-U-R B-O-D-Y I-S S-O B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L

           The creature strode forward, passing through the blob that used to be Tyler and the table, and two spider-like hands gripped Mark’s shoulders and forced him backwards, tumbling through time and space and not hitting the floor.

           Mark closed his eyes, turning end over end, but when he opened him he was right back in the same chair he’d always been in, his fingertips still lightly touching the planchette. Tyler was staring at him in what looked like annoyance.

           “Look dude, if you didn’t wanna do this you should’ve just said something,” he snapped. “Your joke isn’t funny.”

           Mark’s head felt fuzzy and strange. “But I didn’t….”

           “Forget it. I’ll shut the camera off. Just find some stupid horror game to play. If you didn’t want my help, you shouldn’t have asked for it.” Grumbling, Tyler stood up, flicked the camera off, and strode out the door without another word.

           “But didn’t you…see any of that?” Mark asked aloud, even though Tyler was already gone. He stood up and backed away from the Ouija board slowly, his skin still crawling. It must’ve all been…a dream? A hallucination? Had someone slipped him something?

           He backed into the wall. He was covered in goosebumps from head to toe, and he was covered in gross, sticky sweat. He bunched up the bottom of his T-shirt in his hands and wiped his forehead with it.

           When he lowered his T-shirt and opened his eyes, he was standing eye-to-eye with himself. For half a second he thought he was looking in a mirror, but then the copy smiled, and Mark realized that its eyes were some swirling mixture of red and black, and its smile was cracked jaggedly into its cheeks on both sides like a broken doll’s.

           Mark practically threw up. He tried to back away, but the imposter grabbed him by the back of the neck and held him firmly in place, eyeballing him up and down with a kind of sadistic hunger, like a jungle cat playing with its prey.

           T-H-A-N-K-S F-O-R T-H-E B-O-D-Y, it intoned, its mouth frozen in an unmoving grin. I N-E-V-E-R C-O-U-L-D H-A-V-E R-E-P-L-I-C-A-T-E-D O-N-E W-I-T-H-O-U-T A H-O-S-T.

           “Wh…what the fuck?” Mark stammered, his voice airy and weak with fear.

           Y-O-U A-R-E S-P-E-E-C-H-L-E-S-S. It grew somehow more condescending. I K-N-O-W I-T I-S N-O-T P-E-R-F-E-C-T, B-U-T C-O-M-E N-O-W. I D-I-D M-Y B-E-S-T C-R-E-A-T-I-N-G I-T. H-A-V-E S-O-M-E M-A-N-N-E-R-S.

           “What are you?” Mark demanded. “Are you a demon?”

           The smile vanished, and the creature angrily dug its talons further into Mark’s neck, closing his throat. Black dots danced in Mark’s vision as he felt his knees buckle.

           T-O-O M-A-N-Y Q-U-E-S-T-I-O-N-S, it growled as Mark sank to the floor in a dead faint. I A-M N-E-I-T-H-E-R D-E-M-O-N N-O-R A-N-G-E-L.

           J-U-S-T C-A-L-L M-E D-A-R-K.

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pairing: adrienette

notes: behold! my first ml fic! youtuber!au. grossly unbeta-ed. i’ve been watching a lot of let’s plays because i’m too chicken to play things like slender: the arrival and friday nights at freddy’s myself. it’s p obvious who inspired adrien’s channel, but whatevs lol.

this is gonna be a hella short multichap fic. hopefully.

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On days when Marinette wasn’t scheduled to shoot or concept new ideas for videos, she either invested her free time in playing video games or watching people play video games. Horror Let’s Plays had quickly become her favorite thing to watch.

Hello everybody, my name is Chat Noir and welcome back to Slender: The Arrival!”

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