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⊹ hello there, darling.
⭒ jack, twenty-one, american, vampire, poet, & engl major
☼ pisces, ☽ scorpio, ↑ leo
☕︎ favorite books/plays: The Stranger (Camus), The Secret History (Tartt), Inferno (Dante), A Doll’s House & Hedda Gabler (Ibsen), Beowulf (unknown), & The Iliad (Homer).
ᝰ favorite writers: Camus, Tartt, Ibsen, Kafka, Homer, Dostoyevsky, Tolstoy, Austen, Poe, Tolkien, Dante, Woolf, Twain, Dillard, Welty, O’Connor, James Agee, Wilde, Yanagihara, & Sophocles.
⚘ favorite poets: Plath, T. S. Eliot, Yeats, Frost, Homer, Milton, Poe, E. Browning, Bradstreet, Byron, Rossetti, Sappho, & P. Shelley.
⍟ favorite essays: “Total Eclipse” (Anne Dillard), “Knoxville Summer: 1915” (James Agee), “The Figure a Poem Makes” (Robert Frost), “A Sweet Devouring” (Eudora Welty), & “How It Feeks to be Colored Me” (Zora Neale Hurston).
✉︎ hobbies: reading, writing, drinking coffee, sleeping, working out, being with friends, going to the beach, & cooking/baking.
𐙚 blog style: dark academia, academics, chaotic academia, light academia, moodboards, essays, book quotes, poetry, confessions/secrets, & other random things.
✎ feel free to use my “confessional booth” button to empty your mind. I always read them carefully, but it may take me a while to respond.
☏ currently reading: Dracula (Stoker) + uni books
✒︎ number of books read in 2024 so far: 42
☁︎ (my spam account: @vampir3-jack )
🕸️ minors(!), do not dm me.
⟡ thank you for reading 🦇
✶ it’s time to try living again. ✶
little red riding hood? ------- my piece for the @twsthorrorzine! it was fun being part of it! also seeing others stuff makes me wanna up my "horror" game (❤´艸｀❤)
giri chocolate x ☜(⌒▽⌒)☞
Meet Jack! 🎃
I've had this Halloween decoration for a few years and always loved his design 😊 Stay tuned for a few of his friends too!!
(Full pic of decoration under cut)
Meet Jacklyn!
She's a chaotic little gremlin, much to the chagrin of her big brother Jack 🤭
They're both inspired by these real Halloween decorations I own:
I got the green one a year or two after the orange one, and since it was also smaller, I decided to make it his little sister!
I hope to draw at least one more addition to this spooky group, so stay tuned!
We'll be okay
Figure crouching down in front of the casket.
A shaking hand gently lying on top of it, the casket that contained your love, your life, in it.
Tears steadily streamed down your cheeks, yet you saw everything so clearly, so agonizingly clearly. You look past the casket, seeing a proper gravestone with his name carved into it.
"Dean Winchester,
a son, a brother, a husband and a father, 1979-2025"
You put your hand on your stomach, which had a small bump, rubbing it gently.
"It's okay, we'll be okay, you can rest now"
Years pass by in a blur, you watch your daughter grow up into an adult, getting married, having children of her own, living the life you and Dean were supposed to live, yet you aren't bitter that she got what you and Dean didn't. Only thing you regret is that he never had the chance to meet her.
You are sitting on the steps of the bunker, Dean's flannel draped over your shoulders. You look at the starry sky, seeing a shooting star go by. You remember the time when you and Dean did this, watching the sky, all those years ago. They were happier, simpler times, times when you still were together. Times when he was still alive. You get up, groaning when you feel the ache. The aches that you have felt for so many years, wishing that they would go away. You slowly go inside the bunker, deciding to make a pit stop at the garage. You open the door, flicking the lights on. There, in all her beauty, is Dean's pride and joy, Baby. You walk to her, running your left hand, which has Dean's ring on it, across the hood, reminiscing everything she's been through. You open the driver's side door, slipping into the seat, you look around, she looks exactly like the day he left her for the final time on Earth. Even the keys are still in, you turn her on, hearing the soft purring of her engine. You shut your eyes, letting the sound lull you into sleep. Soon a hand comes in view, turning her off.
Castiel.
Jack.
Castiel opens Baby's door, pulling you into his arms. Jack shuts the door after him. Castiel and Jack walk out of the bunker, Jack flicking off the garage lights, shutting the door, who knows, maybe for the last time. Castiel has moved to the edge of the property, a beautiful casket, lid shut, waiting to be lowered on the ground. They lower you down on the ground. Jack and Castiel stand there in the slightest of rain, with a little bit of sunshine peeking through the clouds.
You wake up in Heaven, in the bunker.
You get up into a sitting position.
"Hi, darling"
You smile, turning your head towards him.
"Hi, Dean"
He offers you his hand, which you take. Dean pulls you up. You walk hand in hand through the halls to the library of the bunker. There you see everyone you hold dear. Everyone welcomes you to Heaven with open arms.
@yvonneeeee
@hobby27
Don't eat anything else - DC X DP
Using this prompt
Danny is sure that if it wasn't for his ghost side, he would have already died from malnutrition. Vlad, the monster he is, doesn't allow him to eat any meal without human meat. It's not that he isn't allowed vegetables, fruits, and animal byproducts, but every meal has human meat somehow. Vlad watches him with piercing eyes while he eats, making sure he doesn't avoid the meat.
He's gone days without eating just to avoid it, but eventually, he does have to eat. He has eaten human meat! He wonders if this is why Dan decided to renounce his human side.
Future Vlad had told him that Dan wanted to get rid of his ghost side due to his grief, but maybe Dan thought he would feel better about eating humans if he were a complete ghost. Danny could understand that, but he now knows it wouldn't work...
The Infinite Realms are full of different species, and the act of eating another species that's able to coexist with you in a society feels just as horrendous as cannibalism. Was finding this out what drove Dan mad?
He isn't getting much nutrition when he does eat either, not with him vomiting at least half the times he does. Not that Vlad cares about that;
"Ectoplasm will take care of your body while you stubbornness dies. I do think it would be easier for you if you just stopped being ridiculous and eat."
Ectoplasm and water are the only things he has free access too, and Danny hates how grateful he is for at least having that.
As if things couldn't be worse, he's also been forced to cook the meat. When he started learning how to cook with Tucker's mom, he never, never, would have imagined he would be using his abilities for this. He has grown numb to butchering human corpses…
Corpses are a frequent view in the kitchen. He's scared one day he'll recognize the face of one of them. Vlad knows it and uses to control him, telling him that if he doesn't behave, their next meal might be Tucker or Sam. He hates to admit how docile he's grown.
He hasn't seen Tucker, Sam, or anyone since the explosion in the lab took his family. Vlad doesn't allow him to leave the mansion for anything besides galas. He has him collared like a dog to prevent him from leaving. Except, his collar is a shock bracelet charged with blood blossoms that would inject into his wrist if he tries to escape.
He thought Vlad was bluffing and tried escaping once. His whole body felt like it was burning up in flames, and he wasn't able to move for a week. Vlad told him that next time, the dose would keep him in bed for a month. He hasn't tried escaping since.
He's still talking with them through chat. He doesn't know if Vlad knows, but he doesn't think he does; he told him his phone exploded with the lab. But he can't tell them anything. How could he? How is he supposed to tell them he has cooked humans? That he has eaten humans? That he has grown somewhat numb to it? He can't, and then he feels like he can't talk about anything else that is happening.
Today, as he serves the entrance dish to the first guests Vlad has had since he took Danny in, he forces a fake smile on his face. Inside, he feels a wave of nausea and dread as intense as the first time he was forced to eat human meat. The grotesque irony of presenting this dish, knowing what it contains, twists his stomach and makes his hands tremble ever so slightly.
They don't know. They have no idea that they're being served their own species. They don't know, and Danny is the one forced to make them eat their own kind.
The appetizer is a vegetable-based soup with barely any traces of meat, but the main dish features a full human fillet. The guilt and revulsion claw at his insides, nearly choking him. He has to at least stop them from eating that. He needs to get them out of here somehow. And maybe, just maybe, it’s time to try and put a stop to everything else. He can’t let this atrocity continue.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
Tim didn't feel comfortable listening to Masters talk about how good the food would be, while Masters' heir served the appetizer with the fakest smile Tim had ever seen. The teen looked so clearly uncomfortable and scared around his guardian that it was hard to resist the urge to grab the boy and leave.
Masters had praised his godson’s cooking during the gala last week, all the while keeping a hand possessively on the teen’s shoulder. Tim didn't like how controlling it seemed, nor how the grip tightened when the teen mumbled quietly about his name being Danny. It was difficult to witness the entire interaction, especially as the teen appeared to fall into a state of complete dissociation afterward.
They were already planning to investigate Masters due to the suspicious nature of all his contracts, but after the gala, they had to shift their focus to helping the teen. They were fortunate that Masters had granted them easy access to his mansion with the invitation to try Danny's cooking.
They couldn't all go to Masters's and leave Gotham behind, so at the dinner, it was just Bruce, Cass, and Tim. Jason was also in the city because he refused to stay away from an obvious abuse case, but he wasn't allowed at the dinner. He would have attacked Masters just from seeing Danny’s uncomfortable stance under his hand during their greeting.
Masters had insisted that Danny serve the food since he had made it, and now Danny stood beside him, serving him the last plate of soup. Danny stumbled for a moment, and before Tim knew it, he was bathed in soup. Tim blinked, surprised at how the soup wasn’t as hot as he had expected, given the steam rising from the other plates.
"Daniel! What the hell are you doing!?"
Vlad exclaimed, standing up from his place, and the teen beside Tim paled.
“I—I am so sorry!” Danny apologized, using napkins to help clean off the soup, his hands slightly trembling. “Did you get burned?”
"No, no, don't worry about it. I'm okay."
"It isn't okay. Daniel, you ruined Mr. Drake's clothes!"
"Sorry... Let's- I think I have clothes that could fit you... So you could change?"
Oh, so that was why his soup wasn’t hot. Danny had poured it on him deliberately; he was trying to get him alone. Despite how scared Danny looked, it seems he still clung to the hope of escaping. Tim felt a surge of relief and determination. He was glad to see that Danny was looking for a way out, and this chance could be their opportunity to devise a plan.
"Thanks, I would appreciate that." he said as he stood from his sit. He saw how Masters was opening his mouth to say something, but Tim didn't want to risk loosing the opportunity. "Please, don't worry about it Masters, accidents happen, we'll be back in a moment."
Tim locked eyes with Bruce for just a second, a barely noticeable nod telling him Bruce trusted him to do this right. He then followed Danny through the mansion’s halls and up the stairs, noting that Danny’s bedroom was on the top floor. Danny kept his arms crossed, trying to make himself appear smaller.
"I'm really sorry Mr. Drake. I should have been more careful."
"It's okay really, and please, just call me Tim."
"Oh, um, thanks, but Vlad doesn't like nicknames... would- would it be okay to use Timothy instead?"
“… Yeah, sure.” It seemed Vlad controlled the way Danny was allowed to speak. “Would you mind if I call you Danny then?” Tim asked. He had been mentally referring to him as Danny since the gala and wanted to match that with his spoken words.
Danny shrank farther into himself, and Tim was about to retract his suggestion, but then a small smile appeared on Danny's face and he turned to look at Tim.
"Yeah, I would like that." Danny said in a hushed toned, and a hint of fears in his eyes. Like he was afraid to accept the suggestion.
Tim wondered if Masters had punished Danny for mumbling his preferred name at the gala. However, before he could dwell further on the types of punishments Masters might have used, Danny's eyes widened.
"Ancients, you even have soup on your hair-"
Despite Tim’s attempts to reassure him that everything was okay, Danny continued to apologize throughout the journey to his bedroom. Lamenting how foolish it had been to let the plate slip, and how he should have known better.
Danny’s constant self-reproach made Tim question whether he had misjudged the situation. Maybe it had been a genuine mistake. In theory, it wouldn't matter, because he got to talk alone with Danny either way, but he liked thinking that Danny was reaching out for their help.
Once in Danny's bedroom, Danny beelined to his closet to give Tim a change of clothes. Tim took the opportunity to look around. Danny's room was… impersonal. It was sophisticated and extravagant, like a room that would be featured in a magazine. Tim was sure Danny hadn't decided on the decor. He was surprised to see the bedroom had a large balcony connected to it. Maybe Masters trusted it was high enough for Danny not to attempt escaping through it?
"Would this outfit work for you?"
Danny was holding a suit similar to the one Masters had worn at a previous gala. Now that Tim paid attention to Danny's outfit, he noticed that Danny's clothes today were almost a smaller version of what Masters was wearing, with just enough differences to not be immediately recognized as the same. Thinking back to last weeks gala, their outfits were also similar. To what extent was Masters controlling Danny's life?
"Um... if you don't like it I can grab another one..."
Tim blinked, realizing he had just stared silently at Danny while he offered him the clothes.
"No, sorry, got lost in thoughts, I'm okay using those."
"Okay, I'm glad. Again, sorry for..." Danny motioned to Tims clothes "You can change in my bathroom over there." He pointed to a door beside the bed. "Maybe also take a shower?" Danny got a towel from his closet and offered it to Tim.
"Yeah a shower would be good." Tim said, taking clothes and the towel and entering the bathroom.
He'll talk with Danny once he was changed into clean clothes. If only to calm Danny's guilt about the incident.
Danny's bathroom was spacious, with a jacuzzi bathtub, a separate shower, and one of those popular bidet toilets. From an outside perspective it must look like Danny has anything he could want, but Tim knows better than anyone that money doesn't guaranty a good household. It's sad knowing that any CPS agent that did decide to look into this, would be easily push away by Masters money.
Once Tim had showered and changed clothes, he prepared to go back to the bedroom to talk to Danny, but before he did, a green glow from the corner of his eye caught his attention. Tim sucked a breath when he saw what it was. A syringe with traces of Lazarus waters and blood sat beside the sink.
"Timothy? Everything okay in there? Did the clothes don't fit?"
Tim took a photo of the syringe and sent it to the group chat with the caption, "We may have to add experimentation to Danny's abuse." After taking a sample, he decided to leave the syringe behind, considering the possibility that Masters might use the same syringe more than once and notice its disappearance. He really hoped to get Danny out of there that same day, but if they couldn't, he didn't want to make things more difficult for him.
"Everything is okay! I'll be out in a second."
Tim took one last look around while picking up his dirty clothes, just in case he found anything else. When he left the bathroom, Danny was waiting for him, shifting nervously from side to side. It was time to talk to him.
"Danny, look, I wanted to talk-"
"Ah, let me take your clothes! I'll make sure to clean them and get them back to you!" Danny interrupted him, grabbing his arm and shaking his head with a pleading look.
Tim looked incredulous at Danny for a second, before he realized what was happening and mouthed. "Your bedroom is bugged." He hadn't meant it as a question but Danny had nodded anyway. It was fucked up, Danny couldn't even talk confidently in his own bedroom?
"Right, thank you Danny. I would appreciate that. Perhaps we could take the opportunity to meet again in the future."
Danny gave him the look an adult might give a naive child when talking about an unreachable fantasy, and Tim couldn't help but frown at it. Did Danny believe that even seeing them again was too out of reach?
"That would be great, I'll talk with Vlad about the possibility."
Tim was going to say something else to try to reassure Danny that they would be able to meet, but Danny just handed him two pieces of paper. One was unfolded with text on it, and the other was folded into a small square, smaller than his pinky. He read the unfolded paper first.
- Don't eat anymore of the food. Pretend to have some sort of family emergency and leave, please. Read the other paper when you're far away. -
Tim looked at Danny with questioning wide eyes, but Danny just gave him another pleading look. Tim took a deep breath and took a photo to the paper and sent it to the group chat.
"Oh common, aren't you a little old to ask your guardian about every little meet up you have?" (Would you leave with us?)
Danny gives a nervous chuckle.
"Maybe, but after my family, Vlad tends to be really protective, you know?" He said while pointing to his bracelet.
Tim hadn't noticed how tick the bracelet was before. It was metallic, with a red liquid line in the middle.
"Shock bracelet?" He mouthed.
Danny nodded and then mouthed, "if I scape, it poisons me."
Tim pales a bit at that. They had underestimated how dangerous Masters was.
He motioned to his phone and took a photo of the bracelet after Danny nodded and sent to the group chat with the caption: "Shock bracelet with the capacity of poisoning Danny. We won't be able to get him out right now."
"We should probably go back with the others now."
-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-
Group chat
Coffee is my life: *Photo of the syringe*
Coffee is my life: We may have to add experimentation to Danny's abuse.
Death boy walking: Fuck!
Death boy walking: @ Adoption addict, we have to get the kid out of there now!
Bones? What bones?: Bruce is entertaining Masters with Cass at the moment little wing.
Bones? What bones?: I doubt he'll read this.
The blood son: There's no way that buffoon has any relation with grandfather. He's company does not follow any of the leagues morals.
Light & shadow: Maybe he found another Lazarus pit?
Light & shadow: They're supposedly naturally formed right? It shouldn't be that crazy for someone out of the league to have one.
Computer genius: It might not even be Lazarus waters. The tone is slightly off.
The blood son: It is possible that it is a different variation of dionesium.
Death boy walking: Who cares? He's injecting the kid with that thing!
Not Bruces kid: Hate to say it but the zombie is right, we can find what exactly when Danny is safe.
Coffee is my life: *Photo of paper with text*
Light & shadow: ????
Light & shadow: Is the food poisoned!?
Computer genius: Already told Bruce through comms to not eat anymore food.
Computer genius: If the food is poison it hasn't affected them yet.
Light & shadow: Do you guys have a way to deal with the poison there?
Bones? What bones?: Don't worry Bruce doesn't go anywhere without the poison antidote kit.
Death boy walking: Of course he doesn't. The paranoid bastard.
The blood son: It isn't paranoia if the danger is real Todd.
Computer genius: I'll call Bruce in 10 to pretend a family emergency.
Death boy walking: You are NOT going without Danny!
Bones? What bones?: Any possibility on taking Danny with you @ Coffee is my life?
Coffee is my life: *Photo of bracelet*
Coffee is my life: Shock bracelet with the capacity of poisoning Danny. We won't be able to get him out right now.
Not Bruces kid: WTFWTFWTFWTFWTFWTFWTF
Not Bruces kid: Wasn't this a low stakes rescue???
Not Bruces kid: Why is this man coming up with plans in the big villain category?
Light & shadow: I'm scared of whatever is in "the other paper" that Danny gave Tim says.
Light & shadow: Wouldn't be surprised if Masters was connected with a trafficking ring.
Bones? What bones?: @ Death boy walking?
Bones? What bones?: You're too silent...
Bones? What bones?: Remember you won't be able to barge in without putting Danny in danger.
Death boy walking: I ALREADY KNOW THAT DICKFACE.
The blood son: Tt, don't be so surprise by the warning Todd.
The blood son: Your past actions have prove it necessary.
Death boy walking: Shut the fuck up demon brat. You're not one to talk.
... The blood son is writing ...
Light & shadow: Everyone have had their outburst of bad decisions.
Light & shadow: Can we go back to Danny?
Light & shadow: How likely do you think it is that he's a meta?
Light & shadow: Because, I think it's pretty high.
Not Bruces kid: Did you see something strange in him on the gala?
Light & shadow: No, but the bracelet are pretty similar to the meta-suppressors collars I've seen in the past.
Computer genius: I'm calling Bruce right now.
-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-
Imagine: Nice morning with Jack.
Y/N woke up in empty bed, she looked around, looking for her boyfriend Jack. She got up and quietly walked to living room “Jack? Where are you?” Y/N asked
“In the kitchen.” Y/N heard his voice and quickly went to kitchen. Jack was making breakfast, He was wearing only his sweatpants and white t-shirt. Y/N hugged to Jack from behind and purred happily, inhaling his scent.
“Hey there, little one. I’m glad you are finally awake. How was your night?” Jack asked, smiling happily. Y/N giggled and walked to his side “Good…. Because I spent this night with my Captain.”
Jack laughed and kissed her nose “And I spent it with the most beautiful woman in this century.” He muttered and stroked her cheek gently, smiling happily “I love you, You know that?” He said quietly wrapping arm around Y/N’s small waist. She giggled and wrapped arms around his neck “I know, I love you too.” Jack nodded and kissed her forehead “Now, go to living room, breakfast will be served in few minutes.” Y/N nodded and quickly went to living room.
After breakfast Jack went back to bedroom to dress up and Y/N went to kitchen to clean after breakfast. After few minutes Jack slowly walked to her from behind and wrapped his strong arms around her “Did I ever told you how sexy you are?” Jack purred nuzzling to Y/N’s shoulder. She giggled and nodded “Yes, you did this many times…” Y/N said and turned around to wrap arm around his neck. Jack smiled and kissed Y/N passionately. She purred happily and kissed him back.
Jack growled softly and picked her up, He sat her down on the kitchen counter. Y/N whimpered softly and looked at him “Jack… You should go to work. You will be late.” Jack only laughed softly “No… Work can wait I have more important duties.” Y/N giggled and kissed him again, wrapping legs around his waist. Jack muttered happily, pushing his hands under Y/N’s shirt, suddenly He could hear his phone. He took his phone and looked at Y/N worried “They are calling… Go, See you after work.” Jack only nodded and kissed Y/N quickly, before leaving the flat.
Author: Cass
Gif: X
Imagine: You comforting Jack after nightmare
You woke up when you felt moves in bed, You looked over your shoulder and saw your boyfriend Jack sitting on the end of the bed. He was covered in sweat breathing heavily. He was hiding his face in hands. You slowly sat up and moved closer to him, You slowly wrapped arms around him and hugged him “nightmare?” You asked quietly. Jack only nodded and rubbed your arms gently “Yeah… I hate nightmares.” He muttered. You sighed and got up from bed only to sit on Jack’s laps. Jack looked at you and sighed sadly, you only stroked his cheek. “I lost you in my dream. I know gonna lose you one day… I know I will, like everyone before… I… I don’t want it to happen… I.. I don’t want lose you… never…” He said and hugged you tight, nuzzling to your neck.
You good knew who Jack is, You knew everything about him and his past. You only sighed sadly and stroked his hair “I know Jack… But hey… Look at me.” You took his face into your hands and forced him to look at you “I’m still young… We gonna spend really long time together.”
Jack looked at you with his sad eyes, full of tears “You promise? You not gonna leave?” You shook your head and kissed his forehead “Never Jack… I will stay with you till my last day on earth.”
Jack nodded and kissed you passionately “Go back to sleep… I need to take shower now..” He whispered and stroked your back.
You nodded slowly and returned at your place in bed. You nuzzled to your pillow and sighed sadly. Jack returned to bed after few minutes. “You feel better now?” You asked quietly.
Jack put head on his pillow and nodded slowly, looking at you “Yes… Much better. I have the most wonderful woman by my side.” He said and pulled you closer, hugging you “Let’s go back to sleep.” He whispered.
You nodded and nuzzled to his chest “Good night, Jack.”
Jack smiled and kissed your head “Good night, Y/N. I love you.”
You smiled and closed your eyes. You both fall asleep quickly
Author: Cass Gif: X
"Ya know, for a genius...you're really stupid."
- Jack (The Guardian Wars)
supernatural headers. jack kline
reblog + fav if u save
cr: olltiibabe on twitter
jack pic by @asgardianmuffin
jack crawford, king of ignoring red flags. will literally told him "part of me will always want to run away with hannibal" and jack was just like. "that's nice dear. anyway, about catching hannibal" gotta love him
The worlds reminder that IF I DONT GET ANOTHER DAMN SEASON OF THE ARTFUL DODGER I WILL HUNT DOWN THE DIRECTORS AND PRODUCERS. I WILL HAVE MY SECOND SEASON.
SPARKLING WATER?!?
silly funny idea I saw on pinterest
pov: 2nd you, yourself, yours
You and Jack were playing super smash bros on the couch with raf and Miko on both sides of the couch watching you guys play, you grab for your sparkling water and start to take a sip from it.
“[NAME], what is that I see you drink that a lot” raf asks you “oh this? It’s sparkling water citrus flavored wanna waterfall?” You tell raf as you were about to give him you bottle, the bottle is snatched from your hands and thrown against the wall.
“BEE WHAT THE HELL?” You yell at him in disbelief “I needed that!” bee started buzzing at you profusely, you guys bicker back and forth.
“what’s wrong with me drinking sparkling water!?” You yell at bee
“whose drinking what?” Ratchet starts walking to you and bee, bee points at you as he beeps at ratchet
“WHAT?! [NAME] WHY ARE YOU DRINKING THAT SCRAP?” Ratchet panics as he puts his hands on his head
“you two are over reacting it’s sparkling water” you roll your eyes at both of them, Miko is holding in laughs because of your obliviousness “[N]-[NAME] y-y-ynkow what” Milo starts crying laughing at you, you looked confused, then it clicks you were drinking sparkling water…how were going to explain this to the bots? You sigh and chuckle a bit “guys I’m drinking carbonated water not actual robot baby juice” you laugh it off
Rachet and bee side eye each other before looking back at you
Safe to say that they were scared of you for a while
Twisted wonderland incorrect quotes #9
Yuu, walking into their house: Hello, people who do not live here.
Ace: Hey
Epel: Hi
Jack: Hello
Deuce: Hey!
Yuu: I gave you the key for my place for emergencies only
Ace: Ruggie-senpai stole our Doritos