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Angst 🧅

#stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things x male reader #slasher x male reader #slasher x reader #marvel x male reader #marvel x reader #the sandman x reader #the lost boys x reader #dungeons and dragons honor among thieves #ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfic

I want all the Bloodymary ideas and imagine anyone can think of, I must write for these two sad doomed space men, it’s need at this point.

#bloodymary #iron lung #simon x ryland grace #simon the butcher #simon iron lung #ryland grace #project hail mary #yaoi bl

𝔐𝔢𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔥 (𝔅𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔶𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶)

Chapter two

*Hull breach.*

Simon’s head is spinning, all he sees is red, multi voices echoing in his head.

*theres more blood on your hands then any of us, killer.*

“No.. no..”

*you swore to die for Eden, yet you fail us right at the edge of glory.*

Simon struggles and spits out a mouthful of blood, his eyes finally gain focus. A large twitching robotic hand is in his face.

“Critical levels of radiation detected. Please remain still.”

Simon groans, his whole body protesting any form of movement, every inch sore from being thrown about the metal walls of the SM-13.

“What is 2+2?”

“..fuck off..”

Simon’s throat burns from the small noise, it’s been days since he drank anything.

“Incorrect, please remain still for medical Examination. what is 4 + 4?”

Despite the pain he pushes off the medical table and plops onto the floor, his face slams into the carpet as he lies have paralyzed and bent over.

“..fuck me..”

With a tremble, he sits back up and finally gets up to his feet, nearly losing his balance twice. Simon grips the cushioned wall as his vision gets back into focus. Where the hell is he? Everting is clean in here, white and sterile, Simon can’t remember the last time he saw a place so clean and well furnished, it’s unnerves him. He stumbles towards what seems to be a ladder leading up to the ship hub, as he places one hand on the bars a human face crowned in wild golden hair pops out.

“You’re up!”

Smack! Simon punches immediately in defense with an awful wet noise, both men falling back in shock.

“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry I shouldn’t have surprised you!”

Simon stumbles over the padded floor to grab a weapon and snatches a metal box off the wall, he grips the strange by the collar of his oddly soft shirt and pins him to the wall with the box pressed to his throat.

“Who the fuck are you and why did you bring me here?!”

If glares could kill this man would all be dead.

“My name is Ryland Grace, and I am so happy to meet you.”

Grace, despite having a 6’5, blood soaked, giant of a man death staring him and one inch from killing him, has a massive goofy smile on his face. Simon feels some how more scared that this stranger isn’t threaten by him.

“Why am I here?”

“We saw your ship and thought you may be adrift, so we brought you on board.”

“We? Who do you work with?!”

“The governments, or I guess technically governments, I was sent by earth to investigate the Patrova line that extends from one sun to another. It’s slowly dimming each star in the universe because of the properties of-“

“You’re from earth?”

Simon is frozen, his hands slowly lowering his weapon.

“Yeah, we’re from earth, I had more crew mates but they didn’t make it through the arrival process. We had to be put in com-“

“How?”

Grace looks confused, the collar of his silly chunky wool sweater still clutched in Simon’s fists.

“How we were arrived here?”

“How are you from earth?”

“I don’t.. I don’t think i get the question…”

“Don’t fucking play stupid with me, how are you from earth? There hasn’t been any sign or signal of earth for years.”

Grace’s eyes wide under his crooked glasses.

“..where are you from?”

Simon drops Grace unceremoniously onto the floor with a soft ‘oof’.

“Why am I here?”

“Our ship was floating out in space, we thought you were in trouble-“

“DONT FUCKING LIE TO ME. IM NOT SOME LOST MEMBER OF YOUR PEOPLE. WHY DID YOU BRING ME HERE?!”

Grace pressed up against the wall as if to fuse with it in fear. Another noise echoed from the corridor above. Simon snatches the weapon back off the floor and climbs up the ladder in shocking speed.

“Wait, uh, hold on. Please you got to let me explain be fore you go up there!” Grace rushes after him. Simon pops open the hat hatch with a struggled twist and freezes. He’s staring face to face with a Rock on legs. A robotic voice plays in monotone.

“Hello new Grace friend.”

#iron lung #bloodymary #simon iron lung #simon the butcher #simon the convict #ryland grace #simon x ryland grace

𝔐𝔢𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔥 (𝔅𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔶𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶)

Chapter 1

This isn’t possible, it’s just not at all possible. Grace’s eyes stare at the screen, then blink, then stare again. The blinking dot doesn’t go away. He isn’t crazy, at least not yet.

“Grace see ship, question?”

“Yes Rocky, I see it.”

“Grace recognize ship, question?”

He did recognize it, though it would be almost better if he didn’t.

“Yeah, it’s an earth ship.”

“Grace not only human out here?”

“I guess so..”

Grace looks at the screen again and then out into the void of space.

“It’s a submarine.”

“Rocky not understand word, give puppet show.”

Grace groans, he snatched one of the objects off the table.

“So when humans want to go under the sea on earth, we use a special ship called a ‘Submarine’.”

Rocky dances with excitement as he watches, he’s small rock legs dance around the ball, Grace is about 70% sure Rocky only wants him to explain so he can watch him do the little show.

“And the one on the radar is the kind used in Earth waters, not space.”

“So why in space now, question?”

“I wish I know, Rocky, it makes no sense.”

He looks back at the radar, the beep gets closer as it drifts through space. Grace squints as the sun bounces off the submarine again, it spins slightly as it slowly moves closer.

“Why is it spinning..?”

Grace mutters to himself before pushing his floating glasses up his face. The ship’s speaker voice pipes up announcing that the drifting ship is 20 feet away and moving closer. Grace looks back towards the ship’s opening, the only place that connects to the vacuum outside. Would it be wise to let a ship they know nothing about connect….

“We are connecting, question?”

Grace thinks for a moment before responding.

“Yeah.. yeah we are.”

The computer announces the ship is now 10 feet away and Grace pushes forward. He uses the walls and strung up cords to move over to the airlock.

“Wee going to have to open up the airlock and walk out.”

“Rocky come.”

“No rocky, I don’t know what’s on that ship, I mean it’s human but it might not be humans on it… or they might not be human anymore..”

Grave shakes his head.

“I need you to hold down the fort.”

“Rocky hold fort.”

Rocky does a little thumbs up, which of course makes his thumbs go down. Grace smiles and mimics the gesture before climbing into his space suit, his body spinning in the no gravity. As the computer announces a touch down, Grace closes the door leaving Rocky safely inside and steps into the unknown. Now the dark form of the submarine is much closer, there is only one cracked window on the outside that seems to be now covered, the whole things is weld up with scrap metal. Grace couldn’t say he’s ever seen a submarine that looks like a school project built with paper mache and tin foil but there’s a first time for everything. He pulls on the iron with his gloved hands trying to move it forward into the docking zone, at first it doesn’t budge but as Grace pushes with his feet and strains his back to arch, the ship creeps forward. They float inside and finally seal to the Xenonite structure that Rocky built to attach. Air fills the lock and gravity returns causing Grace to fall with a soft thud. A louder thud comes from inside the Submarine, a wet squelch echoes out and makes Grace cringe.

“Hello?”

Silence other than a soft bubbling noise.

“Uh, hello? If anyone is alive in there please speak.. I’m friendly…”

Grace pulls open the window and tugs at the covering, its welded tightly. Grace struggles and grunts till the brittle metal snaps.

“Oh no.”

A gushing river of red splashes down onto the floor.

“OH NO.”

He dashes back in shock and hits the wall.

“Oh that’s blood! Oh god that’s a lot of blood!!”

He pulls open the airlock door and stumbles inside, gagging into his hand. Rocky comes rolling over to Grace.

“Grace okay, question?”

“No, no buddy that ship is really bad, it’s full of human blood.”

“Rocky not understand word.”

“Human life fluid, it’s not supposed to be out of the body. I don’t know how so much is in there.”

He gags again from the smell, the very thought of all that blood being possibly human.. but what else could it be. A violent thud comes from outside the lock and both creatures go silent. Something has climbed out of the ship.

#bloodymary #iron lung #Simon #ryland grace #mlm #project hail mary #simon x ryland grace

When Grace looks at the stars he sees endless life, when Simon looks at the stars he sees the death of everything. When Grace was born all he knew was Earth, when Simon was born all he knew was space. Grace wears strong colors and silly patterns, Simon wears the same plain clothes given to him as a boy. Grace uses humor to protect himself, Simon uses detachment and anger. Grace loves humanity despite being a coward, Simon has barely ever seen humanity. Both have strong guilt, both have no family, both feel like failures. Grace is connected to the sun and Simon is connected to the moon.

#bloodymary #iron lung #project hail mary #simon iron lung #simon the convict #simon the butcher #ryland grace

Holy shit I forgot about this blog, I’m going write some Yaoi

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For those of you claiming that I lied about being elected Pope- I'm obviously the Shadow Pope. Fucking idiots. Leo may be the face of Catholicism but I am the true Puppetmaster. New Bible (Yaoi edition) coming in like a month and a half

⚡️𝔗𝔥𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔱𝔰*

𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔫𝔰⚡️

ℬ𝓊𝒸𝓀𝓎 ℬ𝒶𝓇𝓃ℯ𝓈

Bucky Very into instant noodles, it’s easy and cheap and keeps him from stress especially after a long day.

Bucky likes cats, especially non social cats. He likes the kind of cats that spend all day asleep and ask for pets rarely, they help him feel better about needing his own space.

Bucky thrifts often especially at vintage stores, unsurprisingly he still likes dressing as close to the 1940s as he can.

Bucky would like to keep plants but he has no green thumb.

Bucky refuses to throw food away, he thinks it’s a waste.

Bucky watches therapists and psychologists on YouTube to try and learn more about his own mind.

Bucky is a big baseball fan.

Alexei- no, not that one-

𝒜𝓁ℯ𝓍ℯ𝒾

The Door dash king, but not just that, Alexei loves himself a good hibachi.

Alexei would not get a dog but loves other people’s dogs.

Alexei gets in constant internet arguments over very clear ragebait.

Alexei collects DVDs and VHS tapes because he does not understand streaming.

Alexei can burp the alphabet but only the Russian alphabet.

Alexei has a photo of Yelena and Natasha in his wallet and he shows it off to strangers.

Alexei’s go to pick up line is “Do you like Russian men?”

Alexei finishes snacks and leaves the empty box in the cabinet.

𝒴ℯ𝓁ℯ𝓃𝒶

Yelena watches foreign films, not just Russian ones but ones from everywhere.

Yelena remembers people by their face, not their name. You’ll need to show her a picture and then she’ll know who it is.

Yelena is very good and cooking specific things and she does not enjoy learning more recipes.

Yelena will raw dog box hair dye if she thinks her color is off, no use wasting that money on a salon trip.

In the same vein, she cuts her own hair.

Yelena kept that hamster by the way, she now has two and their names are bullet and hospital death.

Yelena hates the smell of strong perfumes.

𝒜𝓋𝒶

Ava writes down any thoughts she wants to remember in phone notes and then forgets to read them anyway.

Ava gifts a lot of her own money to charities that help sick children, if she could she would do more.

Ava is a very non physical person (bad pun I know) and dislikes hugs, touches or bumping of any kind.

Ava is very medically intelligent and spends lots of time writing out notes so she can process all the information she learns.

Ava dislikes American food.

Ava still suffers with pain especially back pain and has a special back pillow.

ℬℴ𝒷

Bob likes calming puzzles like Rubik’s cube, crosswords, brain teasers and Dimensional puzzles.

Bob likes older cartoons like Scooby-doo, ninja turtles, He-man and Galaxy high, he watched those shows as a kid to escape.

Bob is an avid reader. He readers books on everything, they help him to learn without the social anxiety.

Bob has a very sensitive scalp, I don’t know why, but I know he does.

Bob is type 1 bipolar just like his mother was.

Bob has very bad allergies and bruises easily, they both affect him less with the serum but still.

Bob keeps a journal he often forgets to update.

Bob is a very physical person, he likes contact that is mutual like tight warm hugs and back rubs.

𝒥ℴ𝒽𝓃

John grew up very poor which is why he joined the military right after high school.

The military was almost an escape for him, it gave him a purpose, especially since his parents were very traditional people and John didn’t want to disappoint them.

John would love to believe he’s totally mentally sound, especially growing up thinking mental health was just hocus pocus.

Bye for now!

#thunderbolts #yelena belova #ava starr #alexei romanov #bucky barnes #bob reynolds #marvel headcanons #john walker

𝙶𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝒽𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔

Jamie’s PTSD imagine is my comfort read! Could you write a Ted Lasso one shot where he notices a subtle drop in reader’s energy when the gang is getting drunk and revealing their virginity stories. They’re developing feelings so he’s asks her about it later and she quietly reveals something along the lines of “I lied. It wasn’t consensual”

God damn….. I will but damn…

Hey. How dare you make such good rz Michael Myers fics? Who told you that was okay?! Now if you don’t mind me asking rz Michael x quiet yet clingy reader.

On it captain!