#…..yes I am perfectly sane I do not know what you are talking about….

[bleue-flora]

@veyette I’m so glad to see you have some thoughts so I hope it’s ok if I talk about them (because it is apparently my hobby at this point to write lengthy analysis responses to things.) :) <3 <3 After all, I did put it out there for discussion and to spread the brain rot. And don’t get me wrong I’m not even sure I’m fully on board with this headcanon, but I just thought it was interesting to consider.

So, if I may counter, respectfully, and I do mean that because everyone has a right to their own opinion (even if it’s wrong lol jk XD), I want to first talk about your first statement. I will be honest with you this was one of the first things I read this morning - “I don’t think it makes sense since it is actually very cruel and as much as I think c!dream suffered I don’t think the other people on the dsmp would put him through this kind of humiliation” - and it almost made me laugh (probably related to my 4 hrs of sleep lol). I probably shouldn’t find it funny given the context but… we are talking about server members who supported the brutal murder of a defenseless guy twice and a torture box as justice. And like obviously most of them didn’t know about the conditions and certainly most didn’t know about c!Quackity, but they still signed off on solitary confinement (a form of torture)… And to be fair, we can’t really be that surprised because isn’t that kinda what they supported with c!Tommy’s exile? I mean we are talking about a story where murder, blackmail, torture, pranks, destruction, war, robbery, arson are just a typical fun afternoon so I don’t think cruelty is as issue here. Especially, if we are talking about c!Tommy because we are talking about someone who literally used the remains of c!Dream’s dead pet to blackmail him and make fun of him. We are talking about someone who beat his own cat to death just because c!Dream admitted to caring about it. We are talking about someone who spent time starving in prison and still thought it was a justifiable treatment of another person. We are talking about someone who humiliated c!Dream in the Disc Finale after he had already surrendered and dragged out his deaths to a painfully slow degree while the rest of the members cheered him on. We are talking about someone who murdered c!Dream in the beginning when he was armor-less, over and over and then bragged about it. I don’t think humiliation nor cruelty are by any means out of c!Tommy’s wheelhouse. And I don’t find it hard to believe that Wilbur would slight him like this, I mean the L’manberg Declaration of Independence ends with “SUCK IT GREEN BOYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!”… In regards, to Tubbo I mean he didn’t wear it around, which to be fair it is a really nice set of armor, and it is a victory so that would make sense. So maybe it does haunt him, which is why he sleeps better at night knowing exactly where it is. Knowing no one else will put on the haunting set. Oof yea that’s an interesting thought…I mean, paper seems like a bit of a jump, could it not just be made out of iron instead of netherite?… I mean I don’t know it’s an interesting point. Like are all of Dream’s helmets masks or just the netherite ones because netherite is a special material?……

(and ummm what?! That’s a thing?! I didn’t even know that was a headcanon for Exile and not gonna lie that’s kinda ridiculous and baseless, like to be fair, the mask headcanon is based in a canonical implication by c!Tommy so while not confirmed that it applies to the rest of the lore, it isn’t the most unreasonable conclusion to make. However, I find it absolutely wild that this Exile headcanon is even a thing, when is it at all referenced or implied Dream controlled what Tommy wore in Exile… like heh? Do I even want to ask about that nonsense (no yea actually I don’t even want to know). Come on y’all, now we are just really stretching to make Exile seem worse…yeesh…)

So, if in the finale c!Dream’s helmet, that he takes off for c!Tommy, represents his mask, does that mean that when c!Sapnap puts on c!Dream’s armor, Nightmare, he is putting on and stealing c!Dream’s mask? - Because I’m not gonna lie that really puts a new perspective on that betrayal… Furthermore, when c!Techno brings c!Dream armor in prison, did he make him a mask and bring it to him… and then take away the mask later? - If so, again that’s kinda screwed up. Though you could argue that perhaps he made c!Dream a mask for the jailbreak so he had one to face the server with and then because they were trying to not seem like allies he took it back, knowing that c!Dream would get another one. Which also begs the question, did c!Punz make c!Dream a mask for after prison or is he simply handing over one of c!Dream’s masks?… When c!Tommy in the minecart skirmish stole c!Dream’s armor, was he taunting him with his own mask? - Because oof that’s some serious violation and disrespect…

In other words, if you think that c!Dream’s helmet in the finale represents the mask (which I’d say is implied by c!Tommy) does that same logic apply across the board or is it just for that moment? And if it does apply to rest of the lore, wow does that have some implications…

[ajortga]

cute and absolute

pairing: jenna ortega x actress!fem reader

word count: 1.8k+

summary: it doesn't go unnoticed that you are one of the only people that jenna lets her walls down with.

based off request!

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Where Jenna only accepts r's touch ??? Tyy

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Jenna is squirming in the car, screaming at her friend to drive faster so she can eat. 

“I’ve been on set since 6 fucking AM! It’s been 10 hours and I’m hungry! I skipped breakfast for this damn shit! What the hell do you mean you can’t get a burrito right now? All I want is a damn burrito and you’re telling me that we have to pick up Y/N, our friend, and first buy the book you wanted because it’s closer? CLOSER?” She screams, gripping her knuckles that were already white enough.

Jacob, one of Jenna’s friends laughs hard, a little threatened but not enough to be stopped. “It’ll only take 15 minutes at most! It’s more convenient, the bookstore is along the way and closer to our location, then we can just buy any burrito you want aft-” 

“CLOSER? YOU KNOW WHAT’S CLOSER?” Jenna throws her arms up in dramatic effect, huffing, “Me going insane! My sanity is at 10% right now, and if I don’t get my burrito this instant, I’m going to crash this car and fucking run to the nearest place that has a burrito. DON’T touch me!” She yells, smacking her friend's arm away because she cannot think properly at this moment.

“I’m STARVING, and I’m a woman who needs food to survive in this film ECONOMY! Can’t you drive any faster?-"

Jenna suddenly hears your voice outside from the slightly opened car window. She peeks her eyes out, her hands holding the glass. She suddenly sees you, looking sweet, happy, and perfectly sane as you come out of your driveway. “Hi, Jenna!” You exclaim, completely unaware that she was just ballistic for a burrito 5 seconds ago.

Her frustrated demeanor melts off suddenly, a goofy grin on her face as she sees just how happy you are. She brings her hand up, waving. “Hi!”

She just forgot how hungry she was and the person she just was less than a minute ago. Why was she so upset that she had to wait longer so Jacob could pick you up? She stopped feeling the need to bang her head on the nearest wall. 

“Jacob was telling me that you had a long time on set, something about how I had to save him because you were going crazy, so I got you some snacks.” You pull out a bag filled with goodies from your pantry.

The man that was driving stuttered as Jenna slowly turned to him, “I did not say it like that.”

“Oh yeah?” You ask, grabbing your phone and swiping and squinting. “It says here, “Please save me from this woman, she’s acting like a toddler that just shit her pants. SOS, crying crying emoji..” Um, oh and here. “This girl is so dramatic, complaining about not getting her burrito, she's wailing in the back seat. Please save her.” Don’t lie to me.” You state with a grin as Jenna munches on chips.

He rolls his eyes, grumbling. 

Jenna interrupts, “Okay, Jacob, you traitor.”

“You cannot be talking, slapping my arm away when I try to calm you down but Y/N being some sort of angel and making you all cuddly.”

The fuming brunette slowly turns back to normal as you slither your arm around hers, laying your head on her shoulder. “Glad to know you love me. How was filming without me?”

Jenna sniffs, letting you ruffle her hair, “One of the directors was trying to show us how the scene should play out, the popcorn in the microwave caught on fire.”

You nod, awkwardly as you look around. “Was it your popcorn?” You guess.

She huffs and sinks into you, “Yes, and now I'm starving."

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Aliyah is losing her mind. First, her father was fixing the doorbell, and now it seems to be ringing on its own. Now, her older sister won’t cooperate as she tries to steady Jenna’s legs that are in the air. The brunette shrieks, causing Aliyah to pull away and make her tumble.

Aliyah groans, “This is the thirteenth time already! Let me make this clear, you asked me to help you do this random one handed handstand, but you won’t let me even touch you so I can get you into the right pose? You’re so weird.” 

Jenna shrugs, her head on the floor as she hangs upside down from the couch. “I am letting you touch me!”

“No you aren’t! You start shrieking and then falling face flat when I do! How the hell are we going to make this work if you won’t cooperate?”

The two siblings hear some shuffling as you crawl through the dog door, fitting yourself in. They blink, staring at you as you wiggle yourself through and throw a hand in the air, showing that you brought food. “Burritos!”

“Y/N! What are you doing? Go through the back door you doofus! You could’ve just knocked!”

You finally manage to squirm your way in as you stand up, brushing some leaves off of you and throwing them into the trash. You flip your hair, crawling through doggy doors were one of your talents. You signal her Jenna to hear you out as you put up a finger, “First of all, I was ringing the doorbell like, five thousand times, then I knocked, and no one was answering! I’m not letting the food get cold.” You pause, looking at Jenna who is currently staring at you upside down and hanging from the couch. “What on earth are you doing?”

“Trying to do a one handed handstand.” 

“Oh, wait. Oh! I know how to do that!” Happily, you hand her sister the bag with burritos and tacos, before collapsing to the floor.

There was awkward silence as Jenna and Aliyah stared at each other, “Um..”

Jenna always knew you as the silly girl across the block. Even after 5 years of friendship, she thinks you’ve just gotten sillier.

“That wasn’t it, I haven’t done it in a year. Hold on.” You position yourself, slowly doing a handstand. Jenna can see your shirt slowly rising up and showing your stomach as you keep yourself steady. You lift an arm off and hang it up. “Did I do it?”

Jenna giggles and flops down the couch. “Yeah. I think so.” She crawls behind you and picks up your body that was upside down.

“Hey!”

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“Okay, slow and steady..” You say softly, squinting and holding Jenna’s legs, making sure she was in the right position. “Aliyah, try steadying her while she puts one arm up.”

“No way, nope.” She argues, eating her taco, “She literally kept shrieking when I tried to and starting kicking and squirming.”

“She’s not shrieking right now?”

“Well you’re just different I guess, you’re her best friend, so..”

You raise your eyebrows, a smile tugging on your lips as you tickle Jenna and make her fall on you. “You just love me, don’t you!?” You giggle, hugging her as she squeals and nuzzles against you.

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It was late in the evening as you got changed into pajamas and flopped onto your bed. Nights like this always felt better, where you would switch on a show, read a book, or call friends. You decide to check some emails, looking over some asking for you to star in movies, replying to companies that want you as their ambassador, you click out of the tab. 

A small ding sounds on your phone as you see that Emma had texted you. 

meh meh myers: LMAO look at this article i found about u and jenna: https://hypotheticalsofcelebrities

y/n: okay my own researcher and detective, or should i say pippa fitz amobi? u get me?

y/n: lemme go check it out

meh meh myers: yus ily

y/n: ur the pip to my ravi 🥺

meh meh myers: corny

You laugh at yourself as you open the link, the article named ‘Escalating Relationships, Cute or Absolute?’

You roll your eyes and scroll down.

Fans say that they’ve picked up on the actress’s behavior, scooting away from castmates who’ve gotten too close during interviews and only staying close to one or two close ones. Not that she’s uncomfortable, taken from the way she seems unfazed most times. But, it is noticed that she seems like a bundle of happiness with individuals. A clip right here shows her with a fellow castmate, Y/N L/N, both starred in the famous series, Wednesday. It is caught on how Ortega was silently making sure that her friend was okay during an interview that had turned a little more uncomfortable for the other girl, squeezing her hand and clinging onto her. It seemed to have worked, for how the girl began to relax. What a friendship they have!

The tiny moments of comfort and physical touch occur in other interviews too, as well as cute Instagram comments on each other's posts that come off as playful flirting. Some comments are pasted here.

Jenna Ortega commenting on Y/N’s post of a photoshoot press for Wednesday last year in September:

jennaortega: That’s my girl

Another one on a post of the girl just doing an Instagram photo dump this year in March:

jennaortega: if you squint closely you can see me doing the dishes for my wife in the third photo

jennaortega: i will take your last name if i have to

jennaortega: my woman, i love you

Y/N L/N commenting on a post for Jenna’s Adidas campaign last year in November:

y/n_l/n: i will be the only one applauding the longest for u

y/n_l/n: tis is why i got adidas merch

Fast forward to Christmas with a dump of Jenna’s favorite people (Y/N included) in December last year: 

y/n_l/n: I love you this is why I wanted to bake the turkey

y/n_l/n: merry christmas to my favorite person

Another one to a selfie of Jenna posted this year in April:

y/n_l/n: oh i’m interested, what’s your number?

y/n_l/n: sign my contract to be with me forever? comes with a long time of house wife chores!

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What do you think? Are they just really good friends with the cutest flirting? Or secretly dating? Answer us down in our poll, cute, or absolute?

Final vote with 20K votes

Cute: 24%

Absolute: 76%

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carrots4life: but like, their relationship is both cute and absolute! why aint that a option?

mangofrosties: they are def dating istg i’ve never seen them both this happy unless they are together

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You smile, looking away from your laptop as you kick your feet. You do feel like Jenna had a soft spot for you, she always hugged you first, tried picking you up, falling asleep with each other on set. But she was just your best friend, you would all say to interviewers.

The door slightly creaks as you turn, smiling. “Hey baby, I think you should see this.”

Jenna flops on the bed with you, letting you cuddle her as she kisses you and reads your screen, a goofy grin on her face.

“I guess they caught on that we might be more than friends. I mean, it's not a lie that we are best friends, girlfriends is just a small little detail."

“Cute and absolute.”

[whyse7vn]

BABY FEVER -

[ ot7 x reader ]

TAEHYUNG -

tae: have my cubs

y/n: STOP TALKING TO ME NOW

tae: i want 8

y/n: i’ve actually never been so srs in my life

let’s break up

like fr

i’m over this relationship i’m over you

tae: i can settle for 5 if it’s too much

y/n: let’s settle for a break up

tae: our little family 🥺

y/n: i would rather shoot myself

tae: why?

y/n: WHY?

are you really asking my why rn?

tae: yeah??

y/n: “have my cubs”

tae: i can’t get pregnant what is wrong with you

someone didn’t go to school 😭😭

y/n: who in their right mind says shit like that

tae: me??

y/n: stop talking to me

tae: babe

i’m being for real

y/n: i know

and i’m scared

tae: don’t be scared

i’ll protect you

and the kids

real alpha i am

y/n: stop

tae: are you getting emotional?

omg are you pregnant rn?????

hormones and that stuff?

is that what you wanted to say this whole time??

were you trying to hide it from me??

ur so cute >.<

y/n: i’m blocking you now

tae: we are gonna get through this together

do you think we need a bigger house?

y/n: genuinely are you ok in the head?

tae: ofc wtf??

i know ur not because of the pregnancy

but it’s okay

you don’t need to stress at all

i’ll think for the both of us

the love of ur life taetae be the sane one for the next 6 months

y/n: there is so much to unpack there

tae: omg have you been clothes shopping without me >.<

y/n: i am perfectly fine

you and sane don’t belong in the same sentence

never call yourself taetae again

and it’s 9 months not 6 you fucking idiot

tae: what is ur actual problem??

don’t swear around my child you’ll poison their mind

and i think i know more about babies than you do so just leave everything to me ok?

y/n: again i would rather shoot myself

tae: if you die i’ll protect the baby

y/n: there is no baby

tae: are you not ready to be a mother or something?

i swear we can do this babe

y/n: are you actually listening to me??

tae: ofc i am??

y/n: …

tae: i’m omw home btw can’t wait to see you both!!!!!!!

y/n: it’s like you only take in the information you want to hear

tae: i love you too

y/n: or maybe you just can’t read

tae: <333333333

YOONGI -

yoongi: no

y/n: i don’t like when you read my mind like that

yoongi: no

y/n: i’m gonna ask anyways

yoongi: no

y/n: let’s have a baby 😁🙏🏽

yoongi: no

y/n: if we don’t have a baby now ur gonna be an old dad

ur gonna die before our baby turns 10

we don’t want that do we?

think of all the precious memories you’ll miss

yoongi: i’m fine with that

y/n: are you really?

yoongi: …

no

y/n: let’s have a baby rn

yoongi: but that’s so much work

y/n: #inittogether

our little baby made out of our love for each other

isn’t that sososoos cute yoongi 🥺

yoongi: i guess

y/n: so we’re having a baby?

yoongi: go away

y/n: ur not saying no

i’m taking this as a yes

i continue to win in this life

yoongi: what if you die before me

and i’m left with a baby?

y/n: the old thing really got to you huh?

yoongi: no i’m just saying you might die first

y/n: there is no way i’m dying first

ur literally 30

yoongi: and???

y/n: like jin is ur age mate that’s saying aLOT

yoongi: ur pissing me off

y/n: okay old bitch

yoongi: you expect me to have children with you after you bully me??

y/n: pls put me in ur will

i’m in jin’s yk?

yoongi: why are you in jin’s will?

y/n: why? mad ur not?

yoongi: how do you know i’m not

in his will?

matter of fact why tf does he have a will??

y/n: aren’t you an inquisitive one

yoongi: saying big words doesn’t make you look smart

y/n: jin knows it’s almost his time

you better start writing yours

yoongi: leaving everything to holly

y/n: i’ll literally cook holly

yoongi: what is wrong with you

y/n: i am not with child rn

that’s what’s wrong

yoongi: that sounded gross

never say that again

y/n: i’ve come to the conclusion that ur my biggest enemy

yoongi: i’m glad you know

y/n: ur dying

yoongi: ur next

y/n: don’t ever say that

i’m literally in my prime

yoongi: ur prime?

couldn’t tell

y/n: find someone else to carry your children

i can no longer stand the idea of mini yous running around

yoongi: ok :(

y/n: ??

don’t frown at me

you brought this on urself

yoongi: 😔

y/n: you bitch

yoongi: come make a baby with me 😄

NAMJOON -

y/n: let’s have a child

namjoon: ok

y/n: i lied

namjoon: oh

y/n: what is wrong with you

namjoon: what is wrong with you?

y/n: did adding a question mark make you feel better bitch??

namjoon: very

y/n: this is why i lie to you

namjoon: that’s not nice

y/n: ur literally a nasty little gaslighter

namjoon: i’m not?

y/n: you are?

namjoon: if anything ur the gaslighter

y/n: fake claims i’ll sue

namjoon: you tell me you want to have children and then you tell me ur lying or you never said that

y/n: what is ur actual issue i’ve never said i want kids??

if you want kids ig we can talk about it but i’ve literally never brought that up

namjoon: see?

y/n: i see very clearly actually 20/20 vision the eye people told me

namjoon: you wear glasses?

y/n: occasionally

like what is ur issue?

ur so obsessed with me it’s not right

namjoon: ig i’m a little obsessed

y/n: it’s really not right

wait…

don’t you fucking wear glasses

what is ur issue four eyes???

namjoon: i do

i’ve never claimed to have 20/20 vision

y/n: ur blind as hell

namjoon: maybe i don’t want to have kids with you

they fr won’t be able to see anything

y/n: HOW DARE YOU SAY YOI DONT WANT KIDS WITH ME

YOURE SICK IN TBE HEAD

namjoon: put ur glasses on

ur spelling stuff wrong

y/n: it’s my charm

namjoon: not wearing ur glasses?

y/n: we need to go on a break

namjoon: how can we go on a break when we have kids to take care of?

y/n: and you say ur not a gaslighter?

what if i was a weak woman and fell for ur sick lies

namjoon: we would have kids by now

y/n: ur messed up

that’s so messed up

namjoon: shoot me

y/n: don’t say stuff like that

cuz i will

then you’ll be mad

and dead

namjoon: what are you bothering me for?

y/n: can i not just message my bf like omg?

namjoon: you miss me or something?

y/n: not anymore

namjoon: cute

y/n: fuck ur cute

namjoon: accepting a compliment won’t kill you yk?

y/n: stop communicating with me

namjoon: you messaged me first?

y/n: no i didn’t

namjoon: whatever

y/n: omg don’t speak to me like you hate me i’ll kms

namjoon: so kids?

y/n: idk what ur on about tbh

namjoon: fine

y/n: fine

namjoon: fine?

y/n: fine?

namjoon: idk what you want from me

y/n: children

namjoon: you stop communicating with me

y/n: wow

namjoon: yeah

y/n: ur a LOSER

SEOKJIN -

jin: it’s time we reproduce

y/n: no

jin: no?

this would be a blessing to many

y/n: ok??

jin: ok?

i’ll just kms then

if you hate me just say that

y/n: i hate you

jin: what is ur problem???

y/n: what’s urs??

you told me to say it

jin: i said if you hate me

IF

y/n: ???

jin: oh my god

leave me alone

y/n: oh my god by gidle

jin: you have to stop speaking to hobi

y/n: why :(

jin: ur starting to talk like him

and it’s gross

the mother of my children a hoseok clone??

no thank you

y/n: what children??

jin: you need to keep up

we are having kids

y/n: but you said mother of your children

like as in you have kids rn

and last time i checked i never gave birth

who is this other woman seokjin???

jin: ew why would you say my full name like that

y/n: why would you cheat on me?

jin: bored?

y/n: all men are the same

jin: i am like no other man

y/n: true you dumb as hell

jin: now ur talking shit

y/n: maybe the shit talks you

jin: what

y/n: what

jin: can we make babies pls

y/n: ew

you actually make me wanna throw up

jin: wtf

this is why i don’t talk to you

y/n: you talk to me everyday?

in fact you loose ur mind if you don’t talk to me for more than 2 hours

jin: you literally have no proof

once again ur talking SHIT

y/n: don’t raise ur voice at me tf

jin: see you would be such a good mother

that’s such a parent thing to say

lowkey got me feeling a little hot and bothered rn 🙈

i’m sorry

you might need to put me in my place again mommy 🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙉🙉🙉

y/n: what the fuck

jin: you’re not into it???

y/n: how can you go from talking about children to sex?

jin: don’t say that makes me sound like a perv

y/n: you are a perv

jin: no i’m not

ur just lame

like you need to have sex to have children

i was just helping start the process

y/n: you’ve got like a screw loose or something

jin: stop speaking to me in riddles

or don’t

i do love a smart girl 😉

y/n: stop speaking to me like a bitch in heat

jin: people lame nowadays

by people i mean you

y/n: cry about it

jin: i just might

y/n: good

JUNGKOOK -

y/n: do you want to have a baby?

jk: doesn’t giving birth hurt?

y/n: so?

jk: i don’t want you to get hurt

y/n: life is pain

jk: i’ll give birth

y/n: that’s not how it works

jk: pls let me do it

y/n: ok

jk: thank you

y/n: ur welcome

jk: do you think i’ll look good pregnant?

y/n: idk

jk: will you still love me when i get big?

y/n: i might leave you if you get pregnant

jk: wtf?

y/n: it might creep me out

jk: why wtf

y/n: i don’t want to imagine you pregnant

jk: but our baby ☹️

y/n: i would rather never have kids than see you pregnant

jk: wow

you think i would be that ugly

y/n: i’m sorry

jk: are you?

y/n: ummm

jk: ok then

y/n: we can always adopt

jk: but that’s not my baby

y/n: legally they would be

jk: we won’t have the same spit

y/n: the same spit?

jk: yk like our insides won’t be the same

y/n: ur dna?

jk: yeah my dna

y/n: ur not supposed to have the exact same dna as ur baby anyways

jk: okay but it’s like a mix of us

and a adopted one would have no mix at all

y/n: so what do you want to do?

jk: give birth

y/n: i really don’t think it’s possible babe

jk: i will do it

y/n: sure

jk: why don’t you believe in me?

y/n: i do

jk: act like it

y/n: wooo?

jk: not good enough

y/n: sorry i’m tired

jk: ok?

y/n: fuck you?

jk: i’m about to have a baby and ur talking to me like that?

y/n: i’ll believe it when i see it

jk: so you fr don’t believe in me?

y/n: yeah

not one bit of belief in me

jk: crazy how people switch up

when you want to come back into me and MY babies lives we won’t let you

y/n: i’m crying

honestly

jk: i’m glad

y/n: i’m actually not

i don’t care at all

and that’s the truth

jk: so you just lie for fun

y/n: pretty much

jk: wow

ur crazy

y/n: 4 u

jk: waittt why am i blushing rn 😖

are you in love with me be honest?

y/n: idk…

jk: oh

y/n: embarrassing…

ur just a fuck buddy tbh

jk: for 8 years i’ve been a fuck buddy?

y/n: yur

jk: are you lying to me?

y/n: i could be

jk: i could be pregnant rn

y/n: are you?

jk: no

but i could be

y/n: are you lying to me?

jk: yeah :(

y/n: it’s okay

jk: is it really??

y/n: you don’t want me to answer that

JIMIN -

y/n: i’ve been getting congratulation texts all day today

jimin: omg people are so crazy wtf 😭?

y/n: i’m fr so confused

did we win an award i didn’t know about or something??

jimin: maybe idk lol

y/n: would it be rude if i asked what tf they’re talking about?

jimin: unbelievably rude

don’t do it

i’m for real

y/n: but i wanna know

jimin: just accept the congrats and go

y/n: do you know something i don’t?

jimin: wtf no?

y/n. ur lying

jimin: i’m not

y/n: jimin

jimin: love of my life

apple of my eye

babe

y/n: tell me

jimin: omg i LOVE that song

tell me tell me ttttell me

y/n: now

jimin: sorry idk what ur talking about

hello??

babe?

where did you go?

come back

talk to me

y/n: YOU TOLD PEOPLE I WAS PREGNANT???

jimin: I TOLD YOU NOT TO ASK

WAHT IS WRONG WITH YOU???

y/n: WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT

jimin: i’m preparing people for the future

y/n: ??????????

i’m NOT pregnant

jimin: you will be when i’m done with you ;)

y/n: wtf is wrong with you

jimin: a lot

y/n: i can tell

jimin: do you think i’m ugly be honest

y/n: right now yes

jimin: so you think i’m pretty other times 🥺🥺🥺

let’s have a baby

y/n: no

jimin: okay wtf

why not

y/n: ur literally about to be shipped off

you want to leave me with a baby??

jimin: why would you say that

now i’m upset

i’ll take the baby with me

y/n: …

jimin: no?

y/n: no

jimin: fine

our baby would be lowkey ugly anyways

y/n: excuse me?

jimin: problem?

y/n: why would our baby be ugly??

jimin: i mean…

y/n: you mean????

jimin: ur gonna have to just prove me wrong babe

y/n: ur not funny

jimin: did i make a joke???

y/n: you are the joke

jimin: i actually am not the joke

i never joke

super serious guy park jimin is

super shy too

new jeans core >.<

y/n: i’m done with you

HOSEOK -

y/n: baby?

hobi: me?

y/n: no like an actual baby

hobi: ur having one?

congrats!!!!!

y/n: no??

i’m not having one

hobi: oh

i’m sorry for ur loss

y/n: there was no loss

hobi: oh

was there a gain?

y/n: do you want there to be?

hobi: depends on the gain

y/n: the gain would be a baby

hobi: yikesss

that’s a pretty lame gain

why would i want you to have a baby?

y/n: um because you love me?

hobi: i wouldn’t be the father

i don’t see the point

y/n: ???

why wouldn’t you be the father?

hobi: i thought you were asking me if you could have a baby with someone else

y/n: what?

hobi: what?

i’m confused

y/n: I’M confused

hobi: why are we confused??

y/n: why would i ask you if i could have a baby with someone else???

hobi: feminism?

tho i do think it would be more of a feminist move if you didn’t ask me

ur spirt was in the right place tho

i’m sure the women will forgive you

y/n: what?

hobi: was i wrong??

y/n: what do you think?

hobi: it’s not my place to decide for a strong woman like urself

y/n: get a grip

hobi: grip gotten

y/n: is this ur way of dodging my baby proposal?

hobi: a baby what?

that sounds wrong

tf is a baby doing proposing???

ur a baby like drink milk or something

y/n: are you drunk??

hobi: nooooooooooooooooooooooooo

y/n: so ur tipsy?

hobi: tipsy topsy who cares

y/n: i do

i’m trying to ask you if you want to have a baby with me oh my god

hobi: omg do you love me or something???

that’s so crazy

y/n: bye have fun drinking

hobi: drinking heals me

y/n: that’s concerning

hobi: will i be a good dad

y/n: i’m sure you will

hobi: or will i kill myself due to the stress

y/n: oh

hobi: let’s find out babe

i’m ready

y/n: that did not sound like ready talk to me

we can talk about this tomorrow

hobi: if we think about it what can a baby do that i can’t???

y/n: keep me company

hobi: i do that all the time

do you hate me

if you hate me say 1

if you hate me and want me dead in a ditch by saturday night say 7

y/n: where are you right now?

hobi: jin’s house

i think

y/n: you think?

anyways

that’s the point

i’m all alone a baby would never leave me to go drink with jin

hobi: jin would be dead by the time our baby was born

he’s old

dojn’t tell him i said that

he might kick me out

i would be so upset

like this :cccccccccccc

and this 😭😭😭😪😓😓😓😰😰😨😨

WOAHHH THIJS DRINK HITTING OH MY GOD BABE WOW

FEELS LIKE I JUST DID COKE

OH MY GOF

not that i’ve done cokr befr don’t be scared of me babe

y/n: wow okay!

hobi: babies can’t even dance to dynamite i don’t see why you would want that in ur life

and i totally can dance to dynamite

sO i win

y/n: you are so right babe you go and have fun with jin!

hobi: see ur just so silly

and btw i realllly donnt do coke i swear it

y/n: 7

hobi: OH MY GIF I KNEW ITT

[therealcocoshady]

Recovery - Chapter 5

Eminem x Reader (Y/N) fanfiction

Summary : Y/N spends the evening with Marshall after avoiding him for weeks.

Tags : -

For the following weeks, you drowned yourself into your work in order to restrain from thinking about Simon or Marshall. The only people you saw were either at university, at home or at meetings. You were especially grateful for the latter, as you found yourself craving relief from either pills or alcohol. Thankfully, going to meetings and therapy kept you sane and you were able to fight the urge. You went to the studio once or twice, as Jamal invited you, but you sort of avoided Marshall. You saw him, but apart from greetings and small talk you didn’t go out of your way to have actual conversations and meaningful exchanges with him. 

Thursday night came and, for the first time ever, you had the house to yourself. Jamal and Talia were celebrating their fifth anniversary by going on a dinner date. Your best friend was so worried for you that she almost cancelled their plans, much to her boyfriend’s dismay. Thankfully, you had convinced her to leave you alone in the house. 

I’ll be fine, you said. You guys deserve a night out. 

Are you going to be ok ? I’ll have my phone with me and you can call me if you need ! She said. 

Babe, you’re worrying too much. She should be fine for a few hours, Jamal said rolling his eyes. 

Yes ! You said. And I promise the house will be intact when you come back. I won’t set it on fire or anything, you added jokingly. 

You sent them off to their date with a smile. Before closing the door, Jamal looked at you and pulled you in for a quick conversation. 

Look, I know you’ll be fine, we trust you and shit, but you know you can also call Marshall if you need, right ? Actually, it might be cool if you did. He asked about you the other day. I think he misses you at the studio, he said with a wink. 

Really ? You asked. 

Yeah. He seems to really like you. I don’t think I have seen him like this with anyone else. And I’m not dumb, you know. 

What do you mean ? 

I know you like him. 

What ? I don’t, you said with embarrassment.

Is there any other reason why you have avoided him like the plague these past three weeks ? Or any conversation about him ? Jamal asked with a grin. 

It’s… complicated. Can we leave it at that ? You pleaded. 

Look, it’s none of my business, but you like him and he cares a lot about you. It’s all I’m saying, he said before leaving. 

You were kind of intrigued by what Jamal had told you. Had Marshall really asked about you ? If so, why hadn’t he called you directly ? 

After giving it a lot of thought, you decided to text him. 

To : M 

Hey. How are you ? 

You felt your phone buzzing almost immediately. It was him calling you. 

Hey, he said. Are you alright ? 

Yes, you said. How are you ? 

I’m good. 

There was a moment of awkward silence. 

Am I bothering you ? You asked. 

I’m the one who called you, he said with a chuckle. 

Right, you said as you blushed in embarrassment. 

I’m not busy anyway. I’m at home just chilling. Do you want to come over and hang out ? He offered. 

Uh… sure. Text me the address and I’ll get a cab. 

Will do. 

He texted you his address and you quickly got ready. You kind of struggled to choose an outfit. You wanted it to send just the right message : “I made an effort because I want you to see what you missed the other night but I also don’t want you to think I am trying too hard”. After a careful examination of your entire closet, you put on a pair of skinny jeans that showed off your figure, a simple tee-shirt and your hoodie from Uni. You knew the jeans showcased your ass perfectly and, since he had already seen you topless, it was just the area to highlight. 

You called a cab and got to his place. You’d never been here before. You found yourself in front of a mansion that was easily five times as big as your childhood home. You rang the doorbell and were greeted by Marshall who just got out of the shower, all dressed but his hair still wet. You were scared it would be awkward, seeing him for the first time in three weeks, but he greeted you in his usual way, by giving you a hug. Only, it felt a little different this time, probably because it was just the two of you, and you could remember the feeling of his skin against yours. 

Thanks for coming, he said as he led you to the living room. 

I’m happy to see you, you confessed. 

Are you ? I’ll be honest, I kind of thought you were avoiding me, he said with a shrug. You were sort of… distant ? 

I wasn’t sure you wanted to see me either. You haven’t called or visited Talia and Jamal like you usually do. 

I was thinking you might need time to think. 

“About what ?”, you almost asked. But you didn’t. You didn’t want to make things awkward. 

I’m a bit better now, you told him. 

Good.  So… do you want to talk about last time or…? 

Do you think we should ? You asked anxiously. 

You weren’t sure there was a need to add anything. And you were sort of embarrassed at the memory that you jumped on him and he pushed you away. 

I don’t want you to get the wrong idea, he said. 

It’s fine, Marshall. We’re adults, you said. 

So you understand why I pushed you away ? He asked carefully. 

Look, you don’t like me like that, and that’s ok, you said. I acted on impulse. You were here, I was sad and hurt, I needed to change my mind, I was attracted to you and… well, you were here so you remember what came next… 

I think you’re amazing, he rectified. I didn’t want to take advantage of whatever it is that you felt that night. 

You looked at him, biting your lower lip. It’s true that, as horny as you were, you probably weren’t in your right mind. If anything further had happened between the two of you, it might have added to your confusion. You nodded. 

Also, I’ve had time to think about it some more, he admitted. And I know for sure it would have been a bad idea anyway. 

Yeah, maybe, you said, even though you felt a little disappointed. 

I mean, I’m almost twice your age and you’re recovering, so… 

Yeah, yeah, I know, you cut him. 

Even though you knew he was right, you didn’t really want to hear it.

I’m glad we’re on the same page then, he said with a smile. 

Again, I’m sorry. I didn’t want things to be weird. I just… you started. 

I know. We’re cool, he assured you.  

You stared at each other for a few seconds and chuckled. His smile helped you ease a little, although you couldn’t help but feel a tad disappointed. As right as his arguments were, you were having trouble getting the other night out of your head. 

I was about to watch a movie when you called. Want to do that ? He offered. 

Sure. What are we watching ? 

I’m in the mood for something scary. Why don’t you pick ? 

There’s one I haven’t been able to get through, you admitted. It’s « Us ». Have you seen it ?

Really ? You’re that much of a pussy ? He joked. 

Shut up ! It’s really scary, ok ? I had to stop midway. It gave me nightmares. 

I haven’t seen it, but now, you got me intrigued, he admitted. Come on. 

He got up and waited for you to follow him. You were already in the living room in front of a massive TV. You were confused. 

Aren’t we going to watch it here ? 

No. It’ll be better in the home theater, on the big screen, he explained. 

He led you to his movie room that had a big screen and huge couches. It could easily fit twenty people, with plenty of room to spare. The room was complete with a fridge and every couch had pillows and throws on it. Perks of having a lot of money, you guessed. 

Drinks ? He offered while opening the fridge, which seemed to contain all the sorts of alcohol-free beverages you could think of. 

Yeah, sure. I’ll have a Dr Pepper please. 

You sat next to each other and started the movie. The room was pitch black and the only light was coming from the screen. Every scene seemed to startle you, which never failed to make Marshall laugh. 

Come on !!! You can’t tell me that isn’t scary, you said. 

I don’t have time to be scared, you’re shitting your pants for the both of us, he chuckled. 

Shut up, you pouted. 

One very scary scene came up and you spilled your soda all over yourself and Marshall. 

Shit, I’m sorry 

Relax, he said. 

Your top was soaking wet and so were the tee-shirt underneath and your bra. Thankfully your jeans were intact. 

Marshall got up and brought tee-shirts for the two of you to change. 

Give me your clothes, I'll put them in the wash, he said.

You turned around and took your wet clothes off as he did the same. You put on the tee-shirt he gave you and turned back, only to see him shirtless, which made you blush. Thank god the room was still dark enough. He was staring at you intensely. 

Are you alright ? You asked. 

Yeah, he said as he bit his lip while quickly putting on a clean tee-shirt.  

Had he been staring at your naked back ? You found yourself amused by the idea. You were also slightly aroused by the sight of him half naked, even though it was dark and you couldn’t see much. You knew you shouldn’t be thinking about him that way, but you couldn’t help it.  You sat back and resumed the movie. Once again, you jumped at every scene. 

Thank God you don’t have a drink anymore, my wardrobe wouldn’t be big enough to provide changes of clothes, he laughed. 

Shut up, you said. 

Quit the attitude, he playfully warned you. Or I’ll leave you alone to watch the movie. 

Please don’t, you pleaded.

The only reason you kept watching is because you were with him. You were so scared you wouldn’t be able to watch it on your own. Especially in such a big house. 

What is so scary anyway ? He asked. I mean, it’s kind of creepy but it’s not too bad. 

There’s just something about the atmosphere you know ? You explained. Also, I once got lost in a fun fair when I was four and it reminds me of that time. I thought I’d never find my dad back. My mom had died a couple of years before and I… I thought I would never have a family again.It was super scary. 

He nodded and put his arm around your shoulders. 

Better ? He asked. 

Mmmh, you nodded as you felt yourself blushing. 

You rested your head on his shoulder and watched the rest of the movie. 

God you move so much it’s impossible to focus, Marshall complained. I should tie you up or something. 

You stared at him with your mouth slightly opened as you waited for him to realize what he had just said. 

Not like that. Idiot, he rolled his eyes laughing.  

Perv, you said playfully. 

Don’t start, he warned you with a smile. 

You bit your lip, knowing full well you could be bratty enough to indeed start. However, you decided to be reasonable and not to do anything. 

We have about twenty minutes of movie left. You think you can sit still ? He asked with a grin. 

You rolled your eyes and watched the screen as your only answer. Only you weren’t really watching. Your mind wandered and you thought of Marshall’s touch as his hand grazed your arm. His words came to mind. You wouldn’t be against him tying you… you gnawed on your lip. You were a horny mess. You had been for about three weeks now. You took a look at him, focused on the screen.  It was hard not to stare at his face. His blue eyes, his nose, his perfect lips. You didn’t really believe in God, but if He did exist, Marshall was a fine specimen of His creation. You forced yourself to look at the screen but soon found yourself burying your face in Marshall’s neck as a screamer scene came on. He jumped a bit, probably more startled by you than the movie. 

Pussy, he whispered before laughing. 

You didn’t reply, your face still in his neck, but you still lifted your middle finger in his face. As a response, he firmly grabbed your wrist and put your hand down. He let out a sigh. 

I’m gonna have to teach you some manners, Y/N, he scolded you. 

You started it, you replied. 

Still, you should learn how to respect your elders, he joked. 

Ok grandpa, you whispered in his ear. 

Fuck you, you brat. 

You let out a laugh as the movie came to an end. You were still in Marshall’s arms and, even though you were glad the movie was over, you wanted the moment to last a bit longer. 

So ? You liked the movie ? You asked. 

I did enjoy the few parts I could focus on, he said with a smile. You know, when you weren’t ruining my clothes or jumping on me. 

It was scary ! You defended yourself. 

Some parts were kinda creepy, he admitted. But you’re worse than a kid with ADHD ! 

I’m not ! 

You are. And it’s the last time I’m ever watching a movie with you, he said with a laugh.

You pretended to pout as you crossed your arms to your chest. Marshall proceeded to ignore you as he got up to turn off the movie and turn on the lights. 

Pouting won’t work, he said with a grin. Three kids, remember ? 

You playfully rolled your eyes at his comment. 

Behave, Y/N, he said. 

Make me, old man.

Before you could move, he was pinning you to the couch, crushing you with his weight. 

Now, you better apologize to me, he said with a smirk. 

In your dreams, maybe, you replied. 

He proceeded to put even more weight on you, crushing you even more. You could hardly breathe. 

Marshall… you pleaded. 

Apologize, he said playfully yet firmly.  

You ignored his order as you tried to squirm from under him. He did his best to pin you down, grabbing your wrists in his hand and holding your arms over your head. It was not the desired effect but you found the situation extremely hot. To be fair, you didn’t need much. Without really meaning to, you let out a soft moan. 

Y/N… Marshall groaned. 

God, your name in his mouth sounded so hot. You looked at him with so much desire. He closed his eyes and maintained his firm grip on your wrists. 

You’re a brat, he whispered in your ears. 

That’s why you like me, you whispered back. 

Fuck it, he said as his eyes darkened and his face moved closer to yours.

[sciroccoorion35]

leave this one alone

Skull writes his memoirs. WC: 770 Rating: T (language)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59836357

“It was a dark and stormy night when I came into this world. It was a darker and stormier night when I left it…why aren’t you writing that down?”

“Er…are you sure this is how you want your memoir to begin?”

“Yes! Write it! Now where was I…?”

“You left the world.”

“I was torn cruelly from the bosom of this earth, my soul cast adrift in a place of ice and cruelty. But I clung on! For I knew the secrets of Death from the visionary work of the late Edmund Bickerstaff….”

“Not to mention unethical, unwise and insane.”

“Well, yes, that too. Nevertheless, I willed myself back into the mortal realm. I was weak, limited, tethered to my remains…You wouldn’t believe how gross it was watching the rats devour my corpse. There was a worrying bit when my body was washed further down the sewers in a rainstorm and by then the head had come fully detached and it went one way and my body went another and there was a tricky moment where I wasn’t sure which way I was going to be dragged and…”

“Sorry, am I supposed to be writing all of that?”

“Oh, er, no I guess not.”

“Do you want to say how you wound up dead in a Lambeth Sewer?”

“Erm, no, better not. And I think we can skip the bit where agents came to collect me because I kept popping up into toilets connected to the sewer and blowing cold air up people’s privates.”

“What? You never told me that!”

“Oh. Right, well we can skip it in any case. I was taken to Marissa Fittes herself, who asked me many questions about the nature of death and plasm. But I could see right through her vile purposes and refused to share!”

“Oh right, it was because you’re such a good judge of character. Sure it was.”

“Absolutely. Then I was locked away until a certain horridly shaped and half-mad, disgraced ex-Fittes researcher stole me in retribution and brought me to this dreary old house…”

“Portland Row is not dreary! And I’m not writing that about George being half-mad. He is perfectly sane and solved the entire Problem in the end.”

“With a load of help from me!”

“Sure, a bit.”

“A bit?!”

“Anyways, you were brought to Portland Row…”

“Ugh, fine. Yes, I was brought here and spent the first month screaming at the top of my lungs, but George and Lockwood are as dumb as posts so neither one heard me. It wasn’t until the radiant Ms. Lucy Carlyle joined the company that I finally had an equal I could converse with. Someone I could share the secrets of mortality with. Someone I could share the long, dark nights…”

“Eurgh, don’t make it sound so… so…”

“So what? We did spend many nights together, you and I.”

“But you make it sound so sordid!”

“Oh and all your going on in your memoirs about how floppy Lockwood’s hair is and how anaemic his skin looks wasn’t?”

“I was being descriptive!”

“You were as thirsty as a salt-drunk sailor for that flapdoodle.”

“I was not!”

“Oh don’t get your knickers in a bunch. Besides, he was just as bad. You should have heard him trying to make excuses for the way he was constantly staring at your arse.”

“What?!”

“Oh don’t worry, I won’t put any of that in my memoir. Who wants to read about any of that? Anyways, as I was saying, you and I spent many nights together, coming to a deeper understanding of one another, of the way our lives were hopelessly entwined…why aren’t you writing?”

“I’m not writing that.”

“Oh, come on, Lucy! You were allowed to take certain liberties with your writing. Why can’t I do the same?”

“Because I’m the one writing it!”

“Would it help if I talked about how ample your bosom is?”

“NO!”

“Okay, okay. They are though, you know. Nice and…Hey! Where are you going?”

“I quit.”

“You can’t quit! And you don’t have a lever to close anymore. I’ll just follow you around the house until you agree.”

“I’ll stick you in a silver seal and hide you under George’s bed.”

“You won’t!”

“Don’t test me.”

“But Luuuuucyyyyy…”

“I’m going out into the garden. To enjoy the sunshine.”

“Ugh, you’re no fun.”

“See you at sunset, jerk.”

“Wagtail!”

“Knob!”

“Hornswaggler!”

“I don’t even know what that means.”

“It means…oh, she’s gone. Well, time to go rearrange George’s research papers I guess. Not sure who I’m even talking to. Oh well… Hmm hmm hmmm…on the day I was born, the nurses all gathered round…something, something… Duh nuh nuh nuh nuh…cause I'm here to tell ya honey, that I’m bad to the bone…”

[justallihere]

i'm going insane bc i was away for the weekend and left my phone alone (god bless) and came back to a whole chapter PLUS love declaration PLUS forehead kiss ?? omg.....

Mira is not letting Xaden rest like ever, I do wonder what Violet told her while Xaden was prepping her bath tho.

“Not if it bothers you, they can’t,” said Xaden. “I’ll make sure they keep it away from you.” 

oh he wants violet to be comfortable so baaaad he's the embodiment of "is the sun bothering you queen" and im so here for it.

i'm totally fine and sane over xaden washing violet's hair im not kicking my feet or anything and im definetely not crying over how soft they are and how much trust must violet have on him bc she's letting him touch her hair after it being threatned to be cut.

forehead touches are my faaaav so u can imagine how well fed i am after this chapter and for that i say thank you alli *dramatically bows*

Xaden not wanting her to feel like she wasnt love so he just declares himself to her had me weak, like it could've been this grand gesture but nothing between them has ever been planned or expected so he just winged it and it was perfectly what she needed. talk about soulmates !!

when u told us the declaration was gonna hurt i didnt have this imagined in my mind but im so glad it happened this way and not the way i thought it was gonna happen. it was so bittersweet !!

ALSO she def knows she loves him shes just not ready to admit it bc in no way in hell would she ask him to say after he declared himself if she didnt know she also felt something

also the way they first slept i know xaden neck was complaining

also violet reminded me of a cat who always try to get closer in their sleep. she just wants to cuddle !! and shes so real for that

Rhiannon is truly a bestie!! not her terrorrizing the love interest we love a ride or die bestie, even if sometimes she's unresonable

“You whisked her away before anyone could check on her.” 

bestie there was not one single part of her that wasnt broken what was the man supposed to do *cries* but i do understand her stress

SLOANE MAIRI !!! not her calling the king of tyrrendor her brother i love that for her !! she's a princess so true. also i looove xaden and liam's talk it wasnt too cheesy bc tbh they dont operate like that but it was so genuine !!

can the guards chill !!

Garrick is just like me!! i too love gossip and will put my hands on it as soon as i can. but garrick its been like 12 hours wait a little longer or violet herself will call u out again. but also not garrick begging xaden no rule to country and he's just like "no <3" love that for him his wife just got back running a country is very far from his mind.

“Is that what you told her to do?” Rhiannon raised an eyebrow. “Get over it?” “No, but you’re not her, are you?”

He's so ??!!

the development of violet a few chapters ago being like "he didnt hold me while we slept bc there had been no excuses for it in Aretia" to now being like "im gonna curl into your arms so hard you'll never escape" and honestly good for them !!

anywayyyy i LOVED this chapter

lol a lot happened this weekend, welcome back!!!

Xaden’s literal one and only concern is Violet and her comfort, fuck everything else. I’m totally not fine and sane about the hair washing so I guess we balance each other out 🫶🏻

They are very much soulmates!! Xaden didn’t plan to fall in love with her, of course he didn’t plan some grand declaration of it either, we’re just going with what feels right. Violet is a grumpy little kitten yes you’re right

Rhiannon is stressed as hell, like give her best friend back RIORSON where is she

Garrick needs both gossip and for Xaden to do his job and he’s getting neither of those things! Too bad so sad!

Thank you!!!! 🩷

[battlemaiden13]

How. How do you write this much?! Tell me your secrets. I need to know.

I really like writing. Want to see the first draft prologue to the book I'm writing? sure ya do its very coded in the fanfic community because I'm using the soulmark trope:

There is very little reason why a person would hate someone they had never actually met but Isabella Porter despised the person who was determined to be her soulmate with every fiber of her being and had done so since she was 13. 

Over a decade later and she still wanted nothing to do with the person who she was apparently meant to fall so deeply in love with that she lost her mind a little. Because that’s what people do when they fall in love, they lose their minds. At least that's what Isabella, known as Izzy to her friends,  thought and she considered herself to be a bit of an expert on the matter even though she wanted no part in the bizarre human shared experience of falling in love. 

Isabella thought of herself as an expert in love because she had seen so many loving couples due to the fact that she was a wedding planner. A wedding planner who, just three years ago started her own company, To The Moon and Back.

So yes, Izzy had seen many couples working as a wedding planner but none quite like the Lesters. Well one Lester, one Davidson as it currently stood but soon to be both Lesters. 

Henry Lester was a quiet man, who wore quiet clothes and had a quiet haircut and a quiet voice. Most people wouldn’t even notice he was there even if he was speaking. He was the kind of man to blend into the background anywhere he went despite being on the board for some big tech company. 

His fiance, on the other hand, was loud. Melody Davidson, soon to be Melody Lester, had to make sure whenever she entered a room that everybody knew she was there. She was one of those girls who could just talk for 2 hours about anything that sprang to mind and despite her pretty appearance and name sake her voice was very grating especially when she was annoyed or angry about not getting things her way.  Melody always got things her way. 

Both of the soon to be Lester’s were well off, in tabloids often because Melody always seemed to be in the middle of drama even though she would swear it wasn’t her fault. It apparently just came with being a model.

Considering how well off the two of them were Isabella was shocked when they walked into her office and Melody declared that the company was absolutely darling and low key and exactly what she had been searching for for months! 

Regardless, I am getting ahead of myself. This story isn’t about the Lesters’ even if they are in it quite a bit. 

Isabella hated her soulmate for one very glaring reason and it was to do with her soulmark. A mark bestowed on two souls that were perfectly matched to each other, who were destined to fall in love or at least have their fates so intertwined that it was impossible to live without the other. 

A magic that had been around since the start of mankind and the only remaining remnants of the power on the world before. 

These soulmarks are known to scientists around the world as futurum in aliis vitae, but that is stupid so we, like most of the sane population, are going to call them soulmarks. 

A single soulmark would appear somewhere on the body on the person's 13th birthday. The 13th birthday was chosen as a gift to my sister's husband as it was his favorite number but he is not a part of this story. 

This story is about Isabella and her soulmate and her soulmark and why she hated her soulmate before she had even met them. 

A soulmark could appear in one of two ways. The first was as a picture, a tattoo of sorts, of some intricate or simple design that would express what their soulmate would mean to them. These were always harder to distinguish who you were meant to be with as there was a lot left up in the air. 

Did the umbrella tattoo littered with stars mean that their soulmate would protect them from the dark times ahead as a barrier, lifting them up to the universe as a brilliant shooting star? Or did it mean that the stranger who lent you their umbrella that one night was destined to fall in love with you?

Who’s to say. 

The picture's soulmarks were always harder to decipher but Isabella was blessed to have the other sort of soulmark, although she would say it was the worst thing to ever happen to her. 

These sort of soulmark left little to no room for questioning who your soulmate was, often it made them quite easy to find although there have been a few mix ups on occasions. More often than not though the people with these soulmarks would know instantly who their soulmate was supposed to be. 

Instead of a picture painting your skin, the first words your soulmate said directly to you were imprinted somewhere on your body in your soulmate's own hand. Isabella had this type of soulmark. 

It was printed on her left hand, scrolling over the back of her hand. In neat, large, black writing that was clearly printed so that anyone who understood the basics of the English language could read it were the first words her soulmate would ever say to her. 

“Idiot” 

There was no punctuation, there never was on these things, so there was no indication of tone but it was pretty clear from the words written. Isabella’s soulmate thought she was an idiot and soon after the words appeared on her hand others started to believe it too. 

So Isabella hated her soulmate. Hated everything that this stranger had put her through and had no desire to meet them. 

Isabella didn’t want a love story. And if she had things her way, the way she had planned it out since she was 15, she wouldn’t.

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i won't be a second choice. pt.2

pairing: rockstar!Eddie x fem!reader

warnings: angst, cursing, mentions of alcohol and drugs, cheating, pregnancy , giving birth, death.

A/N: I really had no idea where to go with this, but... we are here. I've aged up the characters obviously - so they are between 25-27 years old. i'm sorry, okay

pt. 2 of this

...

"You should tell him, you know." Robin was behind the counter at Family video, chewing gum and watching you with sympathy.

"And where will this get us? I can't trust him anymore... the past 6 months I've been thinking about what to do. And I am... nowhere." you took a deep breath. It was hard, you were 8 months pregnant already, living with your mother and with no idea what to do with your life. Everyone of your friend group knew what happened - Robin, Steve, Dustin, and everyone were on your side, yet still you felt so alone. Deep inside you missed Eddie, you wanted to tell him, to fix everything and still... in the rare times you saw him around Hawkins (when he wasn't out of town for his shows), you made sure to hide so he wouldn't see you. Your heart wanted him, but your brain was telling you that this will only cause you pain.

"But he has the right to know... like... he is going to be a father after all. Plus, he is famous, he could help you with some money." Robin smiled, as if this was a joke. You looked her with a shock in your eyes.

"Great idea, Robin... and he'd think that I only want his money and I am lying to him." you rubbed your belly and looked down. "No, we are perfectly fine alone. Maybe what happened, when we broke up, was for the better - it's better if he doesn't know, we will be good on our own." Robin sighed and gave up.

...

All of this felt like ages ago, while you were lying in the hospital bed, pain crushing you, the nurse next to you chanting like a mantra "breathe." and you trying to stay sane.

It was 2 in the morning when you called Steve, as he was the only one with a car, to ask him to get you to the hospital as the baby was coming. Now he was holding your hand, but with a fogged mind you wished it was Eddie next to you, whispering calming words. You had no idea how much time has passed when you heard the doctor say "it's a girl." and a sweet cry in the corner of the room. You were exhausted and maybe some of the painkillers were kicking in, because you turned to Steve and said "we did it, Eddie." He moved a strand of hair from your forehead and just nodded. You didn't remember this or anything after that for that matter. But you were happy.

...

"You're a bit early, Robin." you were saying, as you opened the door. Then you froze, because it wasn't Robin in front of you - it was Eddie. He was looking at the little bundle in your hands, eyes not blinking.

"So it's true." you swallowed loudly - there was no room for lying, from day one it was obvious that she was Eddie's daughter - her big brown eyes and dark curly hair were evident for that.

"Yes." you answered shortly.

"Fuck." he said at first, dragging one hand through his hair. For just a few seconds there was silence. Part of you missed him so much, that you just wanted to hug him and beg him to be together again, to make him promise that this won't happen again, that you'd be one happy family. But your pride... your pride could not let you do this. He spoke again: "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because we are better alone. I was going to tell you the night we broke up. You can blame yourself for not knowing." you told him without any emotion in your voice. It was like a different person speaking now.

"Can I, at least, come inside, so we can talk?" Eddie was desperate. He looked so broken and sad - he knew what he did was wrong and you telling him only solidified it.

"No, Eddie, I want you to go. I don't know who told you about this, and I don't care, just pretend that it didn't happen." you were ready to close the door when he started talking again.

"Please, don't do this to me... you're the only one for me... I will leave everything behind, I don't care about my career, I don't want it if I don't have you, and now... our child." the words made your heart hurt. Was he really willing to leave his dream because of you?

"Eddie... I don't want you to do this for me... It's what you've always wanted, I would hate myself if I let you fuck it up." you felt yourself growing weak, so you added "Like you fucked up our relationship." it pained you to see him like this, so you took a deep breath and spoke again. "Look, I will let you see her, but I don't want you in my life anymore, not as a lover, not as a friend. Just as someone I knew."

"Please..." he said it so quietly, like a whisper.

"You did this yourself, Eddie. We'll stay in touch, now, please, go." and you closed the door. Like in a dream, you went to the baby's bed only to put her down and then you fell to the floor and started crying like you've never cried before. Until you felt your eyes couldn't take it anymore and your heart was dry as a desert.

...

There was only one other time that you cried like that - the day that Steve came to your house, exactly one week after you told Eddie to leave. You remember everything vaguely - Steve at your door, pale as a sheet, you were smiling at first, but when you saw him your smile faded. You inviting him in, he telling you to sit down and him, sitting next to you on the couch. You don't remember his words exactly, only the aftermath - you hysterically crying, not being able to find a place to stand, he trying to hug you, to ease your pain. Only three words ringing in your head - "Eddie, overdose, dead" . You cried for hours in Steve's arms, not speaking, only thinking one thing:

"You did this yourself." but this time the words were not for Eddie, you were telling this to yourself. "You did this yourself."

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next // previous

july 7, 2021 4:00 p.m. grant's house

[shannon] do you want to talk to them?

[grant] i don’t know. i mean, i would never talk to my mom, but...

[grant] people can change.

[shannon] grant...

[grant] i'm not good at being cold. some very sad and pitiful part of myself is hopeful that people aren’t as terrible as they seem to be.

[shannon] grant, they’re never going to love you. they’re never going to respect you. they’re never going to appreciate you for who you are.

[shannon] they didn’t bother when you needed authority figures to put dinner on the table or give you a lift to school in the mornings or pay any attention to you and your hobbies. so why would they do it now? why now when you need nothing from them?

[shannon] i'm no shrink or psychic or anything, but i feel it in my bones that they want to file you away so they can close out this tab in life and feel better about what they did to you. they don’t want to fix the problem. and if they did, i think they would have done it a long, long time ago, probably when you cut them out.

[shannon] and i'm so sorry. i'm genuinely really so sorry. your entire life, they’ve dangled, i don’t know, affection in front of you like a carrot on a stick and make it seem like you can catch it, but i don’t think you can.

[shannon] i know you want them to have a lightbulb moment and suddenly love you like they were supposed to, but...

[shannon] they’re going to fool you into trusting them because you’re a far better person than they could ever hope to be and then they’ll pull the rug out from underneath you.

[shannon] everyone always does.

[shannon] your own ex-fiancee, a decent girl, took advantage of you. what would stop the people who are a million times worse from doing it again? and unlike with her, you can predict it with them.

[grant] you’re right.

[grant] god, i literally feel insane. i'm not so stupid that i'm not skeptical of them reaching out, but i wish...

[shannon] ah now, you’re not insane. really, you’re very sane. the only way to survive in the world when you’ve seen the worst of it is to hope there’s good out there. it’s an admirable outlook. most people would be a lot more bitter than you in your position.

[grant] but i'm too nice.

[shannon] no, i'd not say that. it’s not about niceness but about boundaries. don’t be less nice, just...you know, put up a few more walls. and it’s not like it’s your fault that you are bad at that. it’s probably an attachment thing, right? your family is supposed to love you and when they don’t, i mean, you’re either going to turn out as someone who rejects or chases affection.

[grant] or both, if you’re me.

[shannon] yes. or both.

[shannon] i think you lean towards chasing but ironically, you are great at pushing people away when the mood strikes you to do it.

[grant] you don’t say.

[shannon] sure, i've never seen you ignore people so successfully that everyone thinks you’re dead.

[grant] i have gotten better about not doing that, in my defense.

[shannon] you have! still, the evidence of that behavior is around. you only talk to two people from your childhood that aren’t the family because you cut everyone else off.

[grant] i know. and i feel bad about it. i was just very embarrassed about talking to people at the height of my mental health crisis back in college. i didn’t want anyone to know.

[shannon] uhhh, they all already know, josie. everyone gossips.

[shannon] sorry! that sounded really mean, i didn’t mean it in a mean way, like.

[grant] you’re not wrong, though. i am perfectly aware that everyone whispers about me back home.

[shannon] you know who doesn’t gossip? the family in ireland and the towns they live in! no one cares about your personal business. you’ll be a free man while you’re there on holiday.

[shannon] well, actually, they are mad gossips and they do care about your personal business, but the atlantic ocean and general familial tact has protected them from knowing what you don’t want them to know, so it’ll be about other stuff! tolerable topics!

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Heaven and Earth / Creation of Heaven and Earth - 8

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[The next day, in one of the Yumenosaki Academy classrooms.]

Keito: “In Christianity, it is said God created the world in seven days.”

Keito: “But in spite of biting into the fruit of wisdom, we still do not fully understand the world, even after over 2000 years.”

Keito: “However, that is precisely what makes history so interesting.”

Keito: “Now, let us sink our teeth into the fruit of wisdom that is our world, and consume it voraciously for nutrition today as well.”

Keito: “Devour! Heaven! And! Earth! Rumbling…!”

Koga: …… Got a screw loose again, shitty glasses?

Keito: Don’t talk about people like they’re crazy, Oogami. I’ll have you know I am perfectly sane, like always.

Souma: Hehe. The opening of each episode of ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’ is oft accompanied by a grandiose preamble. Hasumi-dono has replicated this quite splendidly. ♪

Koga: Sigh… I guess I can’t say too much, since I don’t even know what the show is like.

Kuro: Haha, I’ve finally found a fellow idiot.

Souma: Though, do tell, Oogami-dono, what is your purpose in being here? We are currently, as you can see, in the midst of something, but…?

Koga: Looks like you’ve got a whole lotta free time and you’re just messin’ around but… Well s’nothin’ important, I just came here to thank Zakki for his help in the fields yesterday.

Koga: Here, use these. I remembered that ya like cookin’.

Souma: Oh? These vegetables, are you giving them to me?

Souma: Hehe, if you recall, the reason for this was because I had accidentally trampled upon your field, and assisted you to atone— Therefore there is no need to thank me, correct?

Koga: That’s great and all, but just take em. Harvest was so big it’s becomin’ a pain to get rid of it all.

Souma: Very well then, I graciously accept. Hehe, Oogami-dono is an unexpectedly conscientious person.

Keito: I know, right~?

Souma: Why are you acting so proud, Hasumi-dono?

Koga: Guh, he’s gone into senpai mode. If you’re thinkin’ somethin’ like “I raised Oogami so well”, I’m tellin’ ya right now that you’re dead wrong!

Koga: Well, whatever. There’s only so much I can do about that, but I guess I must’ve interrupted somethin’.

Keito: Now wait just a minute, this is probably some sort of coincidence, but since you’re here already, watch our show and give us your honest opinion.

Koga: Uhhh? This is supposed to be a show…?

Keito: Yes. I’ll refrain from going into detail, but we’re trying to see if it’s possible to recreate the educational show ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’ on our own.

Keito: If we end up being able to do things on our own, then in an extreme case, we won’t need the help of the ‘Three Sages’ at all.

Keito: In fact, trying to get all ‘Three Sages’ to cooperate might actually land us in trouble.

Keito: If we can take on the roles that the ‘Three Sages’ have filled in the show up until now, then we can get ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’ to work.

Keito: It won’t matter how sparsely we can fill out those roles, because then we can do something like accept Nobunaga-sensei’s conditions and work without the other two Sages.

Keito: If we’re able to fill in the gaps like that, there shouldn’t be an issue with getting ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’ approved.

Koga: Oh yeah, I asked Zakki about that when we were chattin’ earlier.

Koga: Does this mean you’re only aimin’ to get one or two of those idiots on your side instead of all three now?

Keito: Yes. And then, we shall act as substitutes for the missing ‘pillars’ of the project, whose conditions we couldn’t fulfill, and therefore, would not cooperate.

Keito: It’ll be more work for us, but that much was inevitable. It’s still within a tolerable range.

Souma: Indeed. However the issue that first comes to my mind is whether we will be able to act as adequate substitutes for the ‘Three Sages’.

Keito: That’s why we’re conducting a test run. Firstly, we’ll see if it’s possible to create ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’ without any help from the sages at all.

Koga: Okay fine, whatever, but why’re ya back at Yumenosaki doin’ all this?

Koga: Seein’ shitty glasses walkin’ around so naturally despite havin’ graduated, made me feel like I went back in time.

Keito: I wasn’t wearing a uniform, though. Don’t get me wrong, it’s just that time-travel is currently impossible with today’s technology.

Keito: That’s why we read books and study history.

Souma: By the by, we have properly obtained permission from the school.

Koga: Didn’t doubt that for a second. Shitty glasses is the kind of guy that loves his paperwork.

Keito: Fufu. Don’t flatter me too much, Oogami. It must be embarrassing, right?

Koga: …… Kiryu-senpai is probably havin’ a rough time with this.

Kuro: Thanks Oogami. I can’t win against him with words, and I can’t resort to brute force, so I’ve been real stressed out.

Keito: Quit making a fuss. The person most stressed out here is me. Just incorrigible.

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[batmanisagatewaydrug]

hey it's high-fructose-jay-syrup again. I sent the original question off anon because it's not something I'd feel particularly awkward about anyone connecting to me, but then sent the followup ask on anon because I figured the ask not having gone through had something to do with me sending it off anon lmao (which apparently it did, since you did get the anon ask)

anyhoo. wondering if you have any insight on the line between masochism and self harm? I am realizing that a lot of my prior exploration of that area of kink had more to do with a desire to Feel Something than pure enjoyment of pain (which often resulted in me continuing despite being unsure about my comforts) and I think most of it was not a good idea to be doing and may even have been somewhat traumatizing. so now I'm understandably pretty wary about exploring that field again (I mean I'm wary of sex in general thanks to Trauma TM but yk, someday when that's no longer the case), and wondering if you have any thoughts on how to tell the difference between something that involves pain but is completely safe and enjoyable, and something that is actively damaging and needs to stop, *especially* given the phenomenon of sub drop.

thanke! happy late birthday!

hi not-anon,

this is a very interesting question, and I'm afraid it's not one that I'll be able to offer a very solid answer on. the line between masochism and self-harm that you're seeking is a thin and wavering one, and exactly where it lands varies heavily depending on the individual. there's a pretty excellent book called Hurts So Good: The Science and Culture of Pain on Purpose that I thought of immediately while reading your question; in it, author Leigh Cowart examines their own experiences with ballet, eating disorders, and kink as well as people who partake in pain-seeking activities like eating record-setting amounts of painfully hot peppers, taking part in body-breaking ultramarathons, and flinging themselves into frigid waters on purpose. I think it's very notable that many of the people they talk to discuss former addictions that were much more actively detrimental to their quality of life than their current pain fix; sometimes it's not a matter of "I'm not hurting myself at all," but "hurting myself eating peppers will fuck me up a lot less than hurting myself with alcohol."

if you think about it there are dozens of activities that can simultaneously get a brain pumping dopamine and set off our pain receptions. pulling from just two of my own experiences, I love the pain of a needle when getting a new tattoo, and I love how wrecked my body feels after a couple hours of bouldering - and yes, both of those come with a drop afterwards! does that mean they qualify as self-harm? I don't think so, no, but I can also easily see how either could slip into that, if I were to start pushing my body regularly beyond the threshold of acceptable pain into something more than I can comfortable handle. the problem is that, as I said, that line isn't universal, and sometimes the only way to find out for sure is to push a little too far and see what happens.

it's also worth pointing out that, in terms of sexual masochism specifically, the idea of anything being "completely safe" is a discouraged by a lot of people within the community. this is a large part of RACK, or risk-aware consensual kink; substituting the "safe" in "safe, sane, and consensual" with an acknowledgement that sex involving acts of physical violence, no matter how well-negotiated, cannot ever be 100% perfectly risk free, and that this is a risk that participants must either be willing to accept or not engage with. to my thinking, at least, being risk-aware also means knowing the emotional harm that you would be making yourself vulnerable to by participating, and taking responsibility for that by not seeking out potentially harmful situations.

(safe, sane, and consensual has been reevaluated and contested in other ways in recent years; I wrote more about that and its history here for the curious.)

it seems clear that you're aware of which side of that line you've fallen on in the past, and I'm glad it's something you've been able to recognize and change your behavior around, as it sounds like avoiding SM situations entirely is great for you right now. I don't know if you're on a break from sex altogether, but if you are feeling wary about it, then it certainly couldn't hurt. it bears mentioning that even the most vanilla sex on earth can be (and often is) a form of self harm as much as kinky sex; as always, the thing that matters in the context and the experience of the individual involved.

in regards to any kind of sex, my advice is generally pretty blunt: if you're not sure whether or not something will fuck you up, don't do it. why would you take that risk? there are plenty of spaces in our lives where we have to put up with things that suck, but when it comes to your sex life that shit's completely customizable. skip the things that you're unsure about, focus on what you know works for you, whether that's vanilla sex, kinky sex, or no sex at all.

[weirdgerman]

Does your back hurt? IT’S WITCHES

Okay. I am being so, so honest with you right now. That probably makes me sound less honest. But I mean it. I picked this word yesterday. I already knew I was going to write about back pain yesterday. I didn’t start yet, but it was a firm plan I had. And then, this morning, literally the first thing that happened to me right after getting up, I pull a muscle in my back.

Coincidence?

It can’t be.

Magic??

Probably!

(Disclaimer: I was being honest about yesterday’s plans and today’s back pain. I do not actually believe that magic causes pain. If you or your loved ones suffer from pain, please seek out evidence-based magic. I mean medicine. Evidence-based medicine.)

So, you know how we didn’t have a lot of that, back in the olden days. Evidence-based medicine. What we have always had, as a species, thanks to our hilariously engineered bipedal bodies, is back pain. Now, don’t get me wrong! I am not here to normalize having chronic back pain, and if that applies to you, you should really get that checked out. But something much more normal is having the occasional lumbar blunder. Muscles and nerves are all finicky and under a lot of constant strain and movement back there, and sometimes, for reasons that, honestly, even today are often still beyond us, we just get really sharp pains in our lower backs. A more Latin term for this is lumbago, which you may have heard before.

All of those sound like words of a sane person, yes? In 2023. Lower back pain, or lumbago, that’s what it is, you either just name the pain, or you use the language all of us have at some point agreed should be the language of medicine. To imply that there is something perfectly explicable at play here.

WRONG!! It’s WITCHES!!

I have heard German people say “Lumbago,” but only because I’ve worked in hospitals, and the only ones I’ve heard using that term were German nurses. Take that with a grain of salt, obviously, because everyone else I know talks funny. I’m not actually a great sample size for regular German speech. I know all the weird words, though. Like Hexenschuss.

Yeah, that’s right. Hexe means witch (which is a pretty cool word for them, I think), and Schuss means shot, and when you get a sudden pain in your lower back then that’s because a witch just shot you. No, seriously. More than once I’ve had an actual certified doctor tell me with a straight face that what I’m experiencing is a witch’s shot. Because that’s what we call it. And it really is because, several hundred years ago, we figured that if we can’t explain something, it’s probably because witches.

As a little bonus, here’s a picture from the German Wikipedia page for Hexenschuss, from circa 1490:

(ID: A black-and-white woodcut depicting a woman aiming a bow and arrow at another person from the back. The person seems to be in the process of stumbling and falling, missing one shoe. End ID)

Happy Halloween!

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A Perfectly Sane Ramble On An SML Animatic

Okay, so I have been lately obsessed with CosmixToons with their SML animatics. I have seen their otherworks like the FNAF one and the OC ones and they are fine and really well made, but I am mostly talking about their SML animatics. Why do I love them? Because of the whole reason of how... well made it is. The character designs are straight out of Hanna Barbera. All of them are well made and a ton of fun. You can tell that they are made with a lot of fun as my personal favourite will always be Kill The Lights, but this one...

The Both Of Us, or how it is named, This town ain't big enough for the both of us, is something that I am fascinated at how this works on so many levels. It is an AU, clearly, but the way it is made, is really interesting for me for no reason. The first thing that I got from the animatic is this:

(Sorry for the Youtube title and bar) is that Jeffy is evil. Now, the thing about Jeffy is that he is a little shit, like a big piece of shit at times, but it is not shown that he is pure evil as he does have moments where he loves Marvin and Rose, but to see that he is completely evil and took over the world. Now, that is something I would pay to see what happened. Why did it happened? My headcanon is that he was corrupted with the subscribers, views and likes, like a clout chaser, because he was SML's most famous character and he brought in the most views. That got to his head to the point that he eventually ruled over the world and would not be shocked if he killed Marvin and Rose in this.

I love this design and shot of Evil Jeffy in this:

The Second thing about this is that:

Penelope is the heroine of this story/animatic. Now, I knew that she has to be important due to the post before this was released, but to see that she is the heroine shows some character growth and an interesting character to save the day and beat Jeffy. Btw, if you asked why she looks so different from the Puppet Penelope, it is because CosmixToons dislikes her design and re worked her design. I love this design as it is almost the stereotypical Tough Girl hair, but you can still see a lot of differences from it.

The third thing about this is:

THIS WOLVERINE STYLED WEAPON! I do not know what the hell is that, but I am all for it because it ABSOLUTELY SLAPS FOR NO REASON AT ALL! Also his red eye?!? Absolutely cool looking.

The next thing is that caught my eye is that Cody, Joseph and Chef Pee Pee (Yes, that is his real name) are part of the resistance against Jeffy and it shows that it has been going on for several years now. This is interesting to me because I wonder... who is left out of the cast? I think it would be Simmons, Brooklyn T Guy, possibly Jackie Chu and Karen, but that is about it. I love these designs by the way, blending the alright puppet designs into their designs.

I just love this to death.

This. This is both adorable and tragic to death cause this implies that Junior is dead. The main focus of the channel is dead by the hands of Jeffy and it shows how it affected Penelope where just remembering it brought her to tears. This is one of my favourite things from the animatic. When I say I like Junior and Penelope, this is the version is what I am talking about. As this works on so many levels. I love this so much.

I think that is about it, it took me 20 minutes to write all of this and I can not believe that I wrote this much for an SML animatic.

[idyllic-affections]

AHHHHHHH I LOVE IT❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Holy moly it’s actually out!? I cant believe it. It’s so good! First of all, i love how you just made the atmosphere so cold, yk what i mean. As writers, we have to set the mood to whatever fits the context. You did that perfectly. The mood was so cold and have that subtle unsettling feel to it yk? Like you’re never safe even when the doctor is gone. I also love how you characterized the reader, i love how they have this big cold reputation going on but when in reality, they are one of the (or maybe the only) warmest person in there. They were so kind to the test subjects, making them feel human for once and how they helped their coworkers, even when if the roles were reversed and they may not help them. They dont have do it yet they still do and i feel that’s just who they are in the core. I just love that

Also yes i am the one who sent the request that inspired it. I even still have the screenshot i took (idk why i do that, its been something i do since i started sending requests, i think so i wont forget i did send that request?) I’m literally amazed on how you made that request into this.

Again, im just awestruck with this. I cant wait for another chapter! Hope to see Collei in the next one! Have a lovely day/night aph!

(P.s. so im not sure if you talked about it or im remembering things wrong but doesnt the full blood khaenri’ahns go a bit crazy? Like Erosion, dont they erode? How is Eir still sane after all this time?)

- 🐱 Anon

HIII DEAR I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKE IT ESPECIALLY KNOWING NOW THAT YOU ARE THE ANON WHO SENT THE REQ 🫶🫶🫶💕💗💕💗💖💕💘💕💗✨️💕💘💗💕💘💕💕💘💗💖✨️💕💕

YOU GET IT FR [name] is, quite possibly, the nicest person working in the lab. yes, if you make a mistake, they'll glare at you disdainfully and verbally berate you, but... they will help you fix it, even if they don't want to. they won't leave you for dead (unless you're krupp or elchingen LMFAO).

and with the test subjects... [name] is just so beloved by them. all the test subjects, even those who were regrettably brought in by [name] themselves, trust them and feel safe and human with them.

[name] is kind. they're just a little bit jaded and bitter.

and yes, we will be seeing collei soon hehe <3

(regarding eir, their degradation manifests mostly physically! eir's body is suffering. they have a hard time traveling long distances and their body always hurts and their head is often pounding. so, while they are mentally intact, their body is suffering from the curse.)

[risenwraith]

# Hippie boy returns

Have managed not to have conversations with hippie boy for quite a while. I don’t wish to be unkind but I just can’t hack it when he comes up with conspiracies like ‘they cured cancer in the 1920s’ or ‘Paris was empty in the 18thC’ or ‘no one knows how they built the pyramids or gothic cathedrals’. When I disagree (if I stay long enough to do so) he always says ‘show me your evidence’ and I don’t really have the wherewithal to explain that no evidence I produce will ever be as compelling to him as whatever bullshit YouTube he watched at 2am obviously is.

The other night he was in the kitchen and kindly offered to make me a hot toddy. (We are currently House of Plague - everyone is ill.) I stayed to chat because I’m a Brit: if the crazy at the bar buys you a drink you have to repay with conversation if nothing else. Things seemed to be okay: he didn’t mention Jesus or bang on about the Oneness of All Consciousness which he does a lot. Somehow we skirted Current Events and it was nice to know he also found the genocide in Gaza horrific. He started to lecture about how it had actually started after WWII - I said I knew, but yeah it was surprising how many people didn’t know the history. Perfectly sane conversation.

Then he said but did I know the Rothschilds were controlling England and America and had been since 1812? And that (I cannot believe I have to type this I fucking cannot) the Holocaust wasn’t real.

I told him he was wrong on all counts, also just NO.

He started to lecture me about ZiclonB and how it was to remove lice and wasn’t at all The Final Solution.

(Bitch my parents grew up in the fucking Blitz - please don’t try to bullshit me on WWII. Living in America neither you nor your family grew up in war and bombs. Mine did. Europe fucking remembers and didn’t pay that price for you to be an arse.)

Again I disagreed with him and pointed out the film he was talking about was a Nazi propaganda piece. He said I thought that because that was how I’d been programmed. At that point I said ‘that’s your opinion and it’s wrong’ and noped out of the room and the conversation. Talking already made me cough a lot and trying to reply to that would result in my hacking up a lung on the floor.

Hilariously, the other night my husband and I had a conversation about whether he was allowed to punch a Nazi in the face. I said yes. If I tell my husband what hippie boy said, he will punch him. And hippie boy may die because despite my naming of him, he’s at least 74. I (selfishly) don’t want my husband to go to jail for punching a fucking idiot pensioner.

What do I do? Right now, not much. But when I stop puking a lung and I have my laptop back I will info-dump hippie boy until he’s drowned.

Heh. I don’t really think it will help. But I’ll try. Aaaand it’s better than not, I guess. I could hex him, although I don’t think I need to. He talked about going to Ghana to stay with a guy who tried to scam him once. (WTF? How is that sane or sensible?) I said make sure you have your own phone and internet and know what the currency is worth. He said you sound like you know what you’re talking about! I said no, that’s just sense. I feel I should dissuade him from going to live in Africa with a scam artist. But on the other hand, I would be so pleased he’s gone. Ergh. It’s like a weird morality test: how kind am I versus pissed off? How bigoted do I think he is versus how much of a colossal idiot? Arrgh. If he was actually malicious I could hex him til he glowed with a clear conscience. FFS. Lungs tired now going back to bed.

[destinygoldenstar]

Disventure Camp Character Impressions *Compilation* (Part 4)

<< Part 3

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"If you promise to never vote for us, we'll help you."

What if your team loses?

Do you vote for the VOID?!

"Okay, I'll read the votes... WHY ARE THEY ALL SCRIBBLES OF FLOWERS?!?"

"Is everything okay between us Ellie?"

"What do you think?!"

"What do you think Alec?"

She said exactly that XD

"I took water polo, lacrosse, cheerleading, and even debate."

Debate's not a sport, is it?

Maybe it is and I'm a dumbass.

"What? Debate not a sport? I could debate that."

OKAY THAT WAS HER TALKING DIRECTLY TO ME

"Golden, I can debate on your words!"

"That's correct. You had no idea. You never bothered to ask."

And Tom doesn't even coddle him and say "No no, it's okay." That wouldn't be in character, I feel.

"Yes. You screwed up. I hope you know you screwed up. Know what you did was wrong and there's not an excuse for it."

I LOVED that scene though. Maybe they will be alright after all.

"See? We CAN talk it out! We're not Gwen and Trent!"

*Jumps in a bush*

XD

And Miriam just walks away from him XD

"Nah, I'm too old for this shit. I'm out."

WHAT ARE YOU COOKING?!

That looks unappetizing, dangerous, and DEPRESSING to eat.

"I'm in a MOOD Golden! Let me eat my poison in peace!"

"It's never too late to tell someone how you feel. It couldn't hurt."

"It couldn't hurt" Watch it HURT beyond repair. (Miriam)

Or if it's an "I love you" "I'm straight" situation.

"Uh actually Jake, I'm not into genderbent Marinette's, so..." (Tom)

No offense Miriam, but I think this is BAD advice.

"BRUH, I'm on a very important mission right now, and you think this is a good time to confess your love to me? You sick bastard!"

"Move your ass, boy!"

"AND GIMME THAT FISH! NO SURROGATE GRANDSON OF MINE IS EATING POISON ON MY WATCH!"

😂

"Eh, he won't want to eat this anyway, he'll get his own version of breakfast in a minute."

"Can we speak?"

"I'm trying to wallow in the darkness in my heart."

"These aren't excuses for how I've been treating you, but I want you to know I feel terrible."

You yelled at him ONCE. And you apologized for it three times now.

I wouldn't count that as "I've treated you terribly this entire time".

I'm glad he's making this clear though. He knows when to take accountability.

"I said I was sowwy, pwease fowgive me!"

"I can tell them some lies about Ellie and Gabby."

They're not gonna believe you regarding Gabby. You two never talked.

"Hey guys, did you know Gabby is perfectly sane?"

"That guy is strange..."

"He sounds incredibly Scottish. And he looks like a thug. Hum hum, I wonder who Tom is after."

Tom, you're taking the loss of your job well.

"I may have gotten fired, but I get a bed now so I'm gonna chill."

"Ellie, I'm sorry I voted for you."

Ellie don't forgive him. Vote him off. Talk to the others and vote him and Fiore off. You know you want to.

"Dude, I'm not a villain! Back off!"

"But since you're my old teammates-"

"And you voted me off the first day."

*Fiore & Alec voted Grett*

Grett "WOW. WOOOOOOOOW."

SHE VOTED HERSELF XD

"Welp, I can admit my setbacks."

"Who would spend a million dollars in less than a month?"

Grett? I think?

*Jake*

😂

OH MY GOD I'M GLAD I WAS WRONG THAT'S HYSTERICAL

"HEYO WHY YOU GOTTA ROAST ME LIKE THAT?!"

GRETT KEEPS VOTING HERSELF 😂

"I'm not that great and I know it."

Jake looks SO DONE XD

"OI, NO ONE INSULTS HIM BUT ME"

JAKE NOOOO

"It appears I get consequences for my actions yet again..."

Jake's just chilling XD

"I'm just serving my time, you know?"

"You can make fun and celebrate all you want, but it won't last long! The three of you are still outnumbered."

OOF. And she just flat out said it.

"I am NOT working with you after this! You can't make me!"

Continued In Part 5 >>