Still working out finer details but
Welcome Home was once a popular theme park with puppets mascots. The most popular being Home and Wally. The park was shut down for unknown circumstances and was left abandoned. Y/n is an urban explorer who decided to explore the abandoned theme park. Once on the grounds they discover the living puppets inside that have gotten dirty and covered in flora from years of abandonment.
still working on some smaller details of the au- not sure if this has been done before(as I couldnt find one) and I'll gladly take criticism and ideas-
not entirely sure what all images you need of this- but this is the only image I have so far.
Overgrown Home is an au where instead of it being a TV show it was a popular theme park with puppets that shut down for unknown reasons. Y/n is an urban explorer who found the place online and decided to explore it and discovered the living puppets who are now dirty and covered in flora from years of abandonment. I'm still working on some of the finer details of it but that's the basis-
i hope this hasn't been done before-
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man with the new additions to the dsmp, I have to remember to update my ever-growing list of DSMP characters into the Owl House covens
which then made me remember that I've never posted this. Hm.
Still need Eryn, Michael Mcchill, Tinakitten, Demetrius, and,,, whoever the fourth member is (not sure if revealed or not) soon as these characters begin participating in the rp enough for me to sort em.
[under the cut, a very rough concept art of THREE of the characters on this list: skeppy, badboyhalo, & antfrost]
Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Helena Craig) x M!OC (Clay Banner)
Words count: ~2.1k
Category: Smut/Angst/AU
Warning: 🔞 content/Language
A.N: I really wanted to picture something else. What if my MC didn’t get her place at Edenbrook Hospital in her first year and her boyfriend did? And what happens if she comes as a surgical resident in the 2nd year? Also I’ve decided that in this fic I’ll call MC in her middle name Helena or shortened Helen/Ellie. It’s the alter-ego of Klaw so it has nothing to do with her. After posting this I’ll log off from Tumblr ‘cause I know it’s a disaster😭😭😭😭
Song: “Sweet dreams, TN” - The Last Shadow Puppets (pls hear this first to understand it better ❤️)
MASTERLIST
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I just sort of always feel sick without you baby
I ain’t got anything to lick without you baby
Nothing seems to stick without you baby
Ain’t I fallen in love
“Do you have the keys for the handcuffs?”
“Whoa. Is someone getting a little afraid hm?”
“Well I don’t want to be useless without my hands. So I can touch you.”
“I do have the keys darling.” The two faces were closer breathing into each other’s air. “But I need you to be quiet now.”
“Show me then.”
It’s just the pits without you baby
It’s really just the pits without you baby
It’s like everyone’s a dick without you baby
Ain’t I fallen in love
The command was clear and both of them entered to the inevitable path.
Feeling each other’s skins in the most obscenely way and falling to that wild imagination that both of them had been restraining for a long time.
It was a heavenly and a desirably emotion that led themselves to be part of this trap.
They could hear their accelerated heartbeats as more and more they looked hungrily and darkly like animals fighting for domination.
Blue vs Brown.
“I missed you.”
“I missed you too.”
And all my pals will tell me is that I’m crazy
You bet I’m loopy alright
And I just don’t recognise this fool
That you have made me
Whoa I ain’t seen him for a while
Panting breath wasn’t in their expectations and shared a laugh before they reached the culmination and he unlocked her handcuffs to fall completely in his arms.
Their strong embrace fitted perfectly the curves of their bodies despite their sweat. When he was about to pull off she pouted in a whisper.
“No. Stay.”
“I will.” He promised with a searing kiss.
“But you did left me.” Her expression changed completely and in a mere of seconds she wasn’t there.
He blinked. “What?”
The sound of the alarm woke him up and suddenly he felt his underwear soaked.
“Holy shit I did this again!” He growled in frustration as he rubbed his face.
He made attempts to get up but his knees were too weak to keep his balance. Another attempt and he slowly started to walk. Or better a crawling you may call it.
He turned on his bathtub to make a quick shower and to clear this mess of himself. But the hot water made him feel again those goosebumps of that sweet dream and closed his eyes again.
She looped his arms around his waist and start to kiss his shoulders slowly and gently while moving her hands up and down his bellybutton. He let a content sigh while drifting again to that imaginary scene.
And as your shrinking figure blows a kiss
I catch and smash it on my lips
Darling I can’t seem to quit.
When there wasn’t a shoulder to lean on his head, he slapped his face growling loudly and continued his shower in disappointment.
Completely falling to bits
I really might be losing it
The idea that you’ve existed all along is ridiculous
I don’t know what to say
He missed her.
Not longer after that he arrived at Edenbrook gladly on time thanks to his fast BMW vehicle. He carried his bag through the hall of the hospital and a megawatt smile that he recognised it very well stopped him.
“Yo yo look who’s back again. My mann!” They clapped their backs.
“Ooff Bryce!” He was breathing hardly. “We were celebrating yesterday for the end of our intern year. I’m sure that we didn’t miss each other that much.”
“C’mon Banner can’t you just be funnier person in your life for once hm?”
Clay rolled his eyes. “Anyways I have to change my clothes unless you don’t have anything else to say.”
“I do actually.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “I met someone today.”
“So?”
“You have no idea whom I have met.”
“Let me guess did President Biden come here?” He snorted when he saw Bryce’s not amused reaction. “Okay fine go on.”
“As I was saying I met today a female but let me tell you man... this woman is not like the others. She’s like a goddess that entered to this building and blessed my life when I made eye contact with her.”
Clay was really trying his best not to laugh to this exaggeration. “You have met plenty of women and it’s not your first time Bryce.”
“Tsk. It is my first time. And may I add she was like queen Cleopatra that summoned everyone when she walked here.” Bryce added in a wandering gaze while he was doing his usual ministrations. “Black stilettos clicking and wearing those black leathery pants revealing her curves...ohh I’m thinking I’m going to fall in love man. She had a long coat on her shoulders and that white shirt mmhmm.” He closed his eyes. “She truly was the boss and I’m betting on this... her elegant body will be in my bed. But-”
“And there’s always a but right?”
“Can you believe I didn’t get her name?! Not even her number!”
His friend squealed in laughter. “What did you think fool? That she was going to follow you straight into the on-call room?”
“Yes!” Bryce exclaimed. “That’s what I thought too man but I lost her because that damn nurse came to me for signing a patient in a surgery.” He sighed and shook his head. “I lost the most perfect chance today and I don’t even know what she was doing here... she can’t be a doctor though ‘cause she’s too beautiful for this job.”
“Well then good luck on finding her ‘cause I have to go now. See you.” He trailed off to the direction of the elevator.
“Yea see ya.” He waved back at him before he muttered. “Go back to surgery Bryce before Tanaka cuts you off.”
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“This is going to be your office.”
“Thank you so much Mist- Dr. Tennant!” She corrected herself briefly before she would say another embarrassing thing. “I really don’t know how to express my gratitude for this.”
He scoffed. “Please can you just talk normally Dr. Craig? I think at the first time we met the rule was by names. Call me Simon.”
“Sure. Simon.” She really wasn’t used to it though. First no title of Miss/Mister and now calling by names. USA had really big differences with UK not only in titles but also in medical policy and legacy.
“And now I must say to you congratulations!” They shook hands. “And also I’d like to introduce you to our Diagnostics Team.”
She nodded in agreement.
When they finally arrived at the front door Simon stepped first to get the attention of his colleagues who seemed to be occupied as they were studying a case so he cleared his throat loudly. All of them turned their gazes to him except for an attending who didn’t even have to recognise his friend’s voice.
“What now Simon?”
“Hello to you too my pal. You know everyone that there was going to be a resident in the absence of Edgar’s, right?”
“Yes we know that.” The Japanese-British woman spoke.
“Have you brought him here?!” Judging by his accent it was an Indian man who exclaimed happily.
Simon chuckled. “Yes Baz but it’s her.”
“Ooooohh.”
“Let’s hope she’ll be useful for this job.”
“Don’t worry Ethan. She was selected as the best surgical intern in Imperial College of London Hospital and many other things among but I’ll let her to present herself.” He made her a signal to come inside.
“Everyone this is Dr. Helena Craig.”
“Please you can call me Helen or Ellie if you want.”
“I like Helen better.” The woman got up and shook her hand. “Dr. June Hirata.”
“Me too! Hi I’m Dr. Sebastian Mirani but everyone calls me simply Baz.”
“Ethan?” Simon asked quietly to get up and greet with her but he wasn’t moving any inch.
Helen gave him a knowing smile and said without breaking her gaze to him. “It’s alright for me if we don’t shake hands. I feel the same way too when I meet people that haven’t given me a good and a reliable impression at first so I completely understand your condition now.”
She caught him off guard. Ethan Ramsey expected her to scowl or glare into his eyes but instead she was killing him with that radiating smile.
Fuck.
The same smile that was reserved for him yesterday at Donahue’s bar.
In the corner of his eyes there was an unfamiliar face that stayed some stools away from him.
She lit up a cigarette even though Reggie had been strictly to every client not to use it but it seemed she didn’t care about it.
Her blonde hair was tied up in a bun revealing her constructed jaw and her long neck.
She had also earrings pierced. Was she a troublesome woman? Or maybe a drugs dealer judging by her extravagant outfit. But what caught his attention was that she didn’t look amused or happy.
She was sad. And exhausted.
Along with her was a small luggage that she had carried with herself here. She called Reggie to bring her a strong scotch and found by the latter that she was British and it was her first time in Boston.
She had also asked him for a hotel nearby this place and Reggie suggested some of them including “La Vista” Hotel which was the best. She thanked and left him the payment.
Now her eyes landed on the icy blue that had been staring on her for a long time and gave him a wicked smile. She raised her glass in purpose and licked her lips after drinking bits of it.
She was really gorgeous in all of his honesty and they didn’t break their eye contact for maybe a couple of minutes. He could do it every time without any hesitation just to rest in those piercing brown’s.
He was a very handsome man and even though he seemed older than her, she didn’t give a single shit. She could imagine his toned muscles and abs beyond those pesky clothes. She was marveled and could sense that he felt the same too.
It was like they both understood each other.
No words needed.
Only looks.
But she knew who he was. Ethan Ramsey. And she was glad that made him completely at her mercy and was enjoying it.
Poor man she thought.
She couldn’t wait for his reaction tomorrow when he would find out who she was actually.
His colleague.
Helen could imagine his flustered face and transfixed into her with his mouth agape.
She got up from her seat slowly in a tantalizing move while he drank in one gulp his scotch and called Reggie again for another fill.
She walked past him but before leaving with her luggage she lowered her head to his ear whispering dangerously. Her breath was a tingle in his ears and could almost feel her lips brushed.
“Thank you for the distraction. I really needed it.”
She left unceremoniously when something dropped from her and he immediately caught it.
It was one of her earrings with the initial ‘H’. He was about to call her but she was gone.
Maybe he would find her tomorrow again. Here.
And he really found her. In the most obscenely and the most embarrassing way if he could describe it. Instead of what she said he got up with his smuggling look.
“Wrong observation.” When she heard his deep voice for the first time she gulped and could see his eyes glimmering triumphantly. “I hope you don’t ruin this opportunity.”
He caught her off guard. While they were touching each other’s palms an unknown heat coursed down in their bodies. Bullshit they thought because he was just an attending and she was a resident. Suddenly another voice was approaching to them.
“I’m terribly sorry for my lateness but I was-”
He abruptly stopped himself when he saw her.
His eyes were widened and his breath hitched.
She was here.
Baby we ought to fuck
Seven years of bad luck
Out of the powder room mirror
Could I have made it any clearer
She saw him too.
But not with a happy or a grateful face that always had welcomed his heart.
This was a mere seconds of glaring and then a plastered smile that he knew too well.
Clay Banner had screwed things up a year before he entered Edenbrook Hospital.
And now the woman of his dreams was standing right in front of him with his attending.
His girlfriend.
His Helen.
Or... was?
It’s love like a tongue in a nostril
Love like an ache in the jaw
You’re the first day of spring
With a septum piercing
Little Miss Sweet Dreams, TN
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Ps: if this fic doesn’t surpass The Grinch Girl fic notes... there’s not going to be a part two😂😂 sorry...and Happy (late) International Women’s Day💪🏻💋🥰🥰
UPDATE: Part two is posted and it’s called- She’s thunderstorms
Characters belong to Pixelberry; MC Ella Dela Cruz belongs to me
A/N: It’s my darling @aestheticartsx‘s birthday, and I know you didn’t want a big fuss or anything, but you’re an amazing person and friend. You support everyone and you have the biggest heart. I wanted to write this little fluff piece just for you ❤️ love you tons!
Warnings: Just pure fluff
The moodboard of Ethan and Ella was made by the birthday girl and I want to thank her for all her beautiful aesthetics
PSA -> today is not her birthday, I am just moving over all my writing from my old blog.
Words: 1592
Ethan Ramsey had an earworm. He found himself going about his day, seeing his patients and humming a melody that had popped into his head since he opened his eyes this morning. As he approached the nurses at the nurse’s station singing under his breath, Danny reached out to take the charts in Ethan’s arms.
“Hey, Doc,” he furrowed his brows as he stared up at him. “Are you … singing?”
Distracted, Ethan shook his head. “No, I don’t sing.”
Danny chuckled as he turned back to stare at the computer screen. “Sounds like you are,” he mumbled.
Don’t know if words can say, But darlin’ I’ll find a way
To let you know what you meant to me, Guess it was meant to be
Ethan stared up at the assignment board, skimming all the names until his eyes stopped on Ella’s. “Danny,” he called out as he made a mental note as to which room’s Ella was rounding on that day. “Can you page Dr. Dela Cruz for me, please? I’ll be in my office.”
“Doing it now.”
Ella was in a bad mood this morning, and he could only assume it was because of that time of the month. However, he knew better than to bring that up in conversation, so he just left her alone and let her do her rounds. Ethan wandered down the hall to his office and unlocked it quickly. He tossed his key onto the desk and let out a long sigh as he sank into his leather chair.
Ethan nodded his head in time with his humming, not even realizing the corners of his mouth had curved up. He thought he would never be vulnerable with someone; he had been careful in that aspect. The trauma and abandonment he felt when his mother left was something that he always thought about; it was the entire reason why he kept people at a distance. The only person he let in was Dr. Banerji, and even then, he still retained some things to himself. Ethan absentmindedly reached into his lab coat’s front pocket and wrapped his fingers around a small box. He slowly ran his thumb over the top of the soft velvet, and his smile grew. He had bought the 4-carat diamond ring months ago, and every time he thought it was a good time to bring up their future, something would distract him. This morning he was already distracted by the song he kept humming, and the fact that Ella was snippy with him didn’t help matters.
“Hey,” Ella stood at the doorway with her arms folded across her chest. “You paged me?”
“Oh,” Ethan stood and walked around his desk to greet her. “Are you okay? You were a little-”
“Bitchy, I know,” she sighed and buried her face into Ethan’s chest. “I’m sorry, I was running late-”
“As usual,” he murmured into her hair as he wrapped his arms around her waist. He tugged her fully into the room and shut the door behind her.
“Mmhmm, I was running late and …” she looked up at him with tears in her eyes.
“What’s wrong? What happened?” Ethan’s heart suddenly skipped, and he felt a tightness in his chest. It was an overwhelming feeling of dread that washed over him within seconds.
“I was running late and … I’m actually late,” she finished, her voice barely a whisper.
Ethan tilted his head and stared down at her. He was mentally prepared to hear the worst news – someone died, she was ending their relationship …
“Ethan?”
He shook his head to clear it. “Uh, you're … late? As in-”
“As in … I’m pregnant,” the tears began to roll down her face, and Ethan’s eyes widened. “I was stressed out this morning, we never talked about our future, I don’t even know if you want kids-” her voice hitched, and she began to cry harder. “I’m so sorry.”
Oh darlin’, I dream about you often my pretty darlin’
I love the way you soften my life with your love, Your precious love
“Ethan, are you listening? Are you singing?”
“I-I’m not … I don’t sing,” he grabbed Ella’s hand and led her to the couch in the corner of his office. He gestured for her to sit, and he got on both knees in front of her. “I know we never spoke of the future, Ella. I’m sorry about that, I … you know I’m not a man of many words. Fancy words are-”
“Not your thing, I know,” she finished for him as she chuckled.
“They’re not, I can’t give you magical words that sweep you off your feet. It’ll be so awkward.”
Ella nodded.
“Truth be told, I never saw myself with a family,” he stared into her eyes. “That all changed when we began our relationship.”
“So, then that means-”
“That means that I’m so happy,” he cupped her face in his large hands. “I’m thrilled, and I don’t want you to cry over this, okay? I love you.”
She flashed a watery smile. “I love you too."
2 am
Ethan lay awake in bed, staring at the ceiling fan, willing himself to go to sleep. Ella had already passed out at 8 pm after a large dinner of pad thai noodles, four spring rolls, six pork and chive dumplings, and half of his spicy drunken noodles. He lay in the dark going over the day’s events – was going to be a dad – with the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.
I was living like half a man, Then I couldn’t love, but now I can
You pick me up when I’m feeling sad, More soul than I ever had
He frowned. What blasted song was this? He had been accused of singing twice today, and he got strange looks from all the nurses. He turned to grab his phone on the nightstand and quickly googled the lyrics that kept running through his mind. His eyes widened when he realized what song it was. Darlin’ by The Beach Boys was a song his dad regularly played while he was a child. He remembered his parents laughing and happy together when that song was on - which was all the time. Automatically, he turned to look at Ella, who was peacefully snoring on the other side of the bed. It’s a sign.
Ethan quickly stood and quietly tiptoed to the other side of the room, where he hung his lab coat. He reached into the front pocket, took out the small velvet box, and opened it. The diamond shone like a bright star in the dark sky, and he couldn’t help but get nervous as he studied it. He picked it up out of its cushion and admired the studded in small diamonds around the circumference of the ring. Ella was a simple girl that didn’t like too much flash, plus he didn’t want her losing the diamond in a pair of gloves at work. Ethan shut the velvet box, and it made a loud snapping sound. He cringed, held his breath, and closed his eyes while Ella grunted and turned over in bed. Once the coast was clear, Ethan tiptoed to her sleeping form and slowly slipped the ring onto her third finger on her left hand. He stared down at the ring as the diamond seemed to wink at him in the moonlight; he resisted the urge to take it off. This was a stupid idea, he admonished. The worst proposal of all proposals! He scowled at the ring, then tiptoed back to his side of the bed. We’ll see what happens in the morning.
9 am
A loud squeal startled Ethan awake as he sat up quickly and noticed Ella wasn’t in bed.
"Ella? What’s wrong?” His early morning shenanigans were forgotten in his sleepy haze. Ethan saw her come into the bedroom with his large shirt on and widened eyes. “What?”
She held up her left hand, the diamond shining brightly in the morning sun that was streaking into the bedroom. “Did you do this?”
“That … depends.”
“On?”
“On whether you want it or not,” he chuckled nervously as he studied her shocked face.
“Ethan,” she walked around to his side of the bed and sat on the edge. “I’m not sure how you got a ring on such short notice, but … you don’t have to do this just because I’m pregnant.”
“Wait. What?” Ethan shook his head. “No, I’ve had that ring for a while. I have been meaning to propose, I just … always got distracted.”
“You … so you really-”
“Yes, really.”
“Ask me.” Ella’s grin grew wider as she tried to hide her giggle.
“Ella Vivenne Dela Cruz, will you marry me?”
“Wow, Ethan … this is all so sudden,” she sucked her lips between her teeth to stifle her laugh.
“Unfunny,” his deadpan glare made her roll her eyes.
“Yes!” She lunged towards him and straddled his hips.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“We’re celebrating,” Ella bit her lip as she took her shirt off. “It’s not like I can get more pregnant.”
Oh darlin’, I dream you often my pretty darlin’
I love the way soften my life with your love, Your precious love
