#『 rock of ages┊admin 』

[dhampiravidi]

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hey, 23F here looking for someone to play the male character in an original (post?) apocalyptic RP!

THEMES - apocalypse, cult, magic, grey areas, toxic relationships. Inspired by New Years Day's "Angel Eyes" & Bring Me the Horizon's "Kool-Aid".

STORY - something, be it a food coloring dye or a pesticide, accidentally decimates a sizeable amount of the world's population. It also gives a fraction of the survivors slight superpowers (think enhanced speed, animal empathy, or sound mimicry, not shape-shifting). Your character (30M) is the charismatic leader of a group (basically a cult) who worships him because he's told them he has magic. He doesn't. But he saves my character's life (25F) & she has a power...so she agrees to further his lie. She also falls for him. & then there's all the dealings with rival groups, natural disasters, others with powers, etc.

REPLY LENGTH: depends on how often we reply, tbh. If we're going back/forth several times a day, a good paragraph w/dialogue, action & some of your character's thoughts is fine. Once a week, I'd prefer a few paragraphs maybe, but as long as it's flowing & we have enough to respond to, that's good! We plot as we go :)

Rated Mature for explicit smut, profanity, theme-typical violence!

Like if interested! I'd prefer to do this via Tumblr asks, but I do have a Discord--

[pucksandpower]

Lance Stroll x Wolff!Reader - Social Media AU

y/nwolff

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y/nwolff went into quarantine as a girlfriend and proud owner of a pet rock, leaving quarantine as a fiancée and proud mom to our fur baby

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lance_stroll can we just stay here? i don’t want to share you with the rest of the world again

y/nwolff no can do, the season is starting back up again soon

lance_stroll i’ll quit. it’s not like either of us really has to work if we don’t want to

y/nwolff but you love racing

lance_stroll i love you more though

y/nwolff i like seeing you in your race suit too much to let you stop

lance_stroll promise to be at every race?

y/nwolff you know i always am ❤️

estebanocon i can’t wait to meet estie bestie jr

lance_stroll for the last time, we didn’t name our dog after you

estebanocon says who?

y/nwolff literally us

estebanocon that sign can’t stop me because i can’t read

f1wagupdates the best quarantine glow up 😍

vogueitalia

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vogueitalia Love, luxury, and a union of dynasties! Elegance and style met in true fairytale fashion for Lance Stroll and Y/N Wolff’s breathtaking wedding. Explore their glamorous weekend affair on the Amalfi Coast in a Vogue Italia exclusive.

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dancestroll this just called me poor in a hundred different languages 😭

f1wagupdates the only royal wedding that matters

bigbadwolff the photo of toto tearing up as he walked y/n down the aisle 🥺

lightsoutlance i don’t care what anyone says, toto and lawrence would do (and have done) anything for their kids and it’s adorable

astonmartinf1

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astonmartinf1 *David Attenborough voice*

Here we see the Wolff casually Stroll-ing around her natural habitat

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lance_stroll yowza 🤩

y/nwolffstroll you use social media like a middle-aged dad

lance_stroll you can just call me “daddy” 😉

y/nwolffstroll please never say that again

lance_stroll i instantly regretted it the moment i hit post 😬

y/nwolffstroll admin deserves a raise

astonmartinf1 thank you! feel free to tell your father-in-law that 🫣

mercedesamgf1 independent fact-checkers say this is false. her natural habitat is our garage

astonmartinf1 fight us for her then

mercedesamgf1 time and place?

y/nwolffstroll both teams get me equally and if you can’t accept that then i will have no choice but to start cheering for red bull

astonmartinf1 fine … we’ll be civil

mercedesamgf1 the enemy of our enemy is our friend 🤝

[mt-oe]

Idol!Mizu AU where Mizu is in a girl group 🫡 she's known for being the "handsome" girl of the group but also her and reader having constant romantic tension with each other on stage

Fans speculating whether or not Mizu and Reader's interactions are just for fan service or more genuine

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Hey dear!

I hope you're still there! I wanted to look for girl groups with a similar trope (or at least what fans make it out to be) to better visualize the idea. Though I think I made this more dramatic than the idea.

Honestly, I really have to thank you because your idea introduced me to C-Pop and it's been great so far! Thank you so much <3

Hope you enjoy! Mwa mwa :*

warning/s: not proofread, short, she/her for mizu, implied afab reader

note: Yes, I used oshi no ko for the pic, but I do not condone incest. That's fucking disgusting. It was the only idol manga I knew with the panel vibes I was aiming for ;;

It was 6:57pm at Tokyo Dome. The venue usually filled only by the brightest and most talented idols was now filled with fans clutching their light sticks and banners excitedly. Admins from both official and unofficial fan pages handed out fan made photo cards to anticipating hands as they sang along to the music video playing as they waited and practiced their chants.

Outside, those who got out-lucked by others during the ticket selling or just couldn't afford the tickets, waited, hoping for even a glimpse of their bias by some lucky chance. Some were even hoping that a scalper would come pass by, try not minding how overpriced it would be. Double, triple, or even quadruple the price. It didn't matter. Any price would be worth it just to watch the biggest and hottest idol group in the world.

The talk of the town—the world rather.

Four members recruited as trainees at the same time, each scout claiming that they were a once-in-a-lifetime find, now formed under one group. They were charming, addicting, and they knew how to get everyone hooked.

Akemi, the group leader and princess. Born and raised in Kyoto. Undeniably pretty, soft, alluring, yet at the same time, fierce, well-spoken, and confident. "I want to be great," she said during the interview. And indeed, great she is. Rumors had it that she was the daughter of a famous businessman, but due to the lack of evidence, the rumor stayed a rumor. Ise. She may be the oldest in the group, but her charms never faltered with age. Always the face in sexy and mature concepts. Brands aiming for a more elegant and stronger appeal would come rushing at every given chance. Faced a lot of backlash at the start of her trainee days for being scouted along the streets of Kabukicho. However, after a long struggle and proving her talents, the information was finally forgotten, drowned in the sea of praises. Mizu, the lady killer. Homegrown from Kohama. The talent manager almost put her in a boy group due to her androgynous-borderline-masculine look. Usually stoic and aloof. Everyone would kill for her to smile at them. She rarely posts on social media. Her managers have to beg her for a crumb of an update. Fortunately, the company somehow found a social media manager for her. Now fans await her gym pictures, drooling over her abs, and her livestreams where she basically just does the most normal things. Everyone eats it up though. You. Everyone considered you as the doll of the group. An all-rounder, handling singing, dancing, and the most active when it came to fan interactions. You definitely had the most fan meeting fan cams. Able to handle every concept equally, whether it be the typical cute idol concept or a more mature sexier concept. The face card never declines.

Anyone who didn't know them had to be living under a rock or something.

Several news reporters struggled amongst each other to get the latest news about the on-going concert. Some fans even got interviewed about their sentiments, ranting on live television about how excited they were. Traffic reports had to be monitored constantly with how large the traffic jam was.

Finally, the clock struck 7.

It was go time.

The lights dimmed and the general announcements were given. Though it wasn't like anyone cared. They were too busy scrambling back to their seats, making sure their light sticks were on the correct settings. Excitement rushed through them as they watched the back-up dancers get into position on stage.

Cheers erupted from the crowd as the music started. The stage filled with smoke and colorful lights, adding to the hyped up feeling. Fans stood up as they saw the silhouettes of their idols, screaming their lungs out.

"Tokyo! Did you miss us?" the familiar voice of Akemi could be heard as the platform was raised, causing a massive wave of screams and cheers from the crowd. You suppressed the urge to gasp as you finally got the opportunity to see how big of an audience your group had amassed. You knew your group was famous, but to see what Tokyo Dome looked like sold out?

It was like a dream.

A sea of lights glimmering in the dark, like stars littering the vastness of the sky. Each a different color to represent their bias, some blinking multiple colors to represent their equal love for each member. If you had to envision what a fantasy world would look like, it was definitely this.

Your eyes looked over the tarps hung over the railings, all welcoming your group back in Tokyo, expressing their love. Each banner causing your smile to brighten as you sang through the mic, a bounce in your step while you roamed through the stage, wanting to interact with everyone equally.

Enjoyment ran through your body as you performed. An intense want to bring your fans the same joy that they brought you motivated you to do your best. You could feel your heart swelling with affection for your fans. The blood in your veins running faster as the lights shone brighter and brighter but never outshining you.

What can you say? The stage was your playing field.

Everything was going great. The song was going well, no technical difficulties, and none of you were getting tired yet. Your skirt fluttering animatedly as you continued to roam around, waving and reaching your hand to those in the VIP standing area. As the song reached it's final chorus, you were about to stand up straight when your foot suddenly slipped, causing you to fall forward.

A gasp made it's way off of your lips as you closed your eyes. All your thoughts going blank as you waited for the pain to hit you. However, seconds passed and...nothing.

Oddly enough, it feels like the stage became a bit more quiet. Slowly, you opened your eyes, expecting to see the floor and a bit of blood. Instead, your eyes met the surprised—and maybe even swooning—eyes of your fans.

Confused, you looked back to see Mizu's hand gripping your arm tightly, preventing you from falling. A stern yet concerned expression on her face. She looked back at you, eyes narrowing as she pulled you up into her arms effortlessly. Her lips tugged into a small smile, hands wrapping around your waist as you giggled and gave her a nod to thank her silently. Ah, damn it. You could see the amount of Tiktok edits made later.

Fans squealed at the interaction, whispering and fawning over how romantic it was. The constant romantic tension between the two of you was no secret within the community. It started as a joke during the group debut with how many times the two of you interacted behind the scenes, but now everyone's wondering whether there was something more to it.

Song after song, your group performed tirelessly, starting with songs from the cute concept albums. Eyes were on you and Akemi mostly, having fit the concept the most. However, you couldn't help but feel a particular set of eyes on you, even when it wasn't your part yet.

You looked around, before your gaze landed on Mizu's, who immediately looked away. A small amused huff leaving you as you walked over to her, bumping her lightly with your hip, making her eyes widen slightly.

The lights soon dimmed as the group finally finished with the first half. The other members leaving the stage to give way for each other's solo songs.

Wiping the sweat off of your forehead, a cold sensation suddenly pressed against your shoulder, making you jump. It was Mizu. In her hand was a water bottle. She chuckled and handed it to you, amused at the residual rush you felt. "You're doing an awful lot, aren't you?" she chuckled, sitting down next to you, her pants already changed for her solo.

"Well it's Tokyo Dome after all," you sighed dreamily, taking a huge gulp of water before smiling sheepishly at your makeup artist who looked pissed at you for ruining the lipstick she just retouched. "Who knew we'd reach this far?"

Despite spending your trainee days together, the blue-eyed idol was still an enigma to you. Someone you felt a strange sense of longing and comfort, but at the same time, someone you couldn't quite grasp.

Mizu smiled fondly at you, patting your head. "I always knew you could do it," she mumbled, eyes studying your form. The amount of stamina you had for performing never ceased to amaze her. Unbeknownst to you, she shared the same sentiments. You were incredible to her.

"Hey! No touching the hair!" you huffed, swatting her hand off playfully. "And you're here with me too, aren't you?"

She raised an eyebrow and gave a small nod, smile never leaving her lips. "I am, but you.." her voice trailed off into a fond whisper as she stood up again. Cerulean eyes squinted as she laughed softly, her voice hinted with something else. Admiration? Attraction? Love? "I never doubted you. You're more of an idol than anyone in our group."

You were about to question her about it, a small tightening feeling in your chest. You knew about the fan allegations and you knew Mizu knew about it too, but sometimes she made you feel like they were true; that your fans had noticed something you didn't.

As you opened your mouth to ask, her wardrobe manager rushed into the room and immediately scolded her for wandering off when it was almost her solo. She flashed you a small smile and a little wave before her face rested back into her usual stoic expression.

A sigh left your lips as you stared at where she previously sat. 'I'm going crazy, aren't I? She's probably just doing this to make the act more believable..' you thought, standing up as well to talk over to your makeup artist.

Your heart hurt slightly at the thought. What will happen once all of this was over? When the audience no longer cared about the small smiles and touches she gave you? You wished you could stay here forever, to be by her side through the ups and downs of this idol life. Maybe even after, in a more peaceful one. But realistically...

Mizu would forget about you then, wouldn't she?

The inner turmoil boiled up in your chest, making you sigh. 'I need to stop. We're in the middle of a concert,' you thought to yourself. Your eyes traveled to the small TV they had set up backstage, watching as the love of your life you bandmate performed her song.

The twinkle in your eyes brightening as you watched her. Each lyric, each dance move, each fan service, making your heart clench with a strange sense of longing. "She's going all out, isn't she?" your makeup artist said softly, attaching the gems to your face. You quickly snapped out of your love-dazed trance and huffed. "A bit," you replied. "But she's not going to outdo me."

It was frustrating. How both of you tiptoed around your feelings but never taking a step forward.

No.

You couldn't take the step forward. A step forward meant the end of your career. Her career. You couldn't do that. Not when she was shining so brightly.

After a bit of preparation, it was finally your turn to be on stage, performing your solo. Undeniably, your performance was impeccable. Choreography practiced to perfection, each note hit, and every pose timed to give the most impact. However, despite how seemingly well you were performing, your thoughts were plagued by the uncertainty you felt.

After all this, it would be over anyway. When the lights of your idol career stops shining, so will her small reassuring gestures, so will the butterflies she gave you.

As the song transitioned to the next album, you were pulled out of your thoughts by a hand on your waist, giving you a small pat. Ocean eyes squinting as she smiled at you reassuringly. "Keep your mind on the stage," she whispered against your ear before turning her mic on.

She's right. You were getting distracted.

"Oh who do you think I am," you jokingly whispered back, covering your mic before joining Ise and Akemi walk around the stage. A chuckle escaped her lips as she watched you move, eyes filled with admiration unbeknownst to you. The interaction making her fans swoon as the romantic scene fueled their fantasies. She soon joined the rest as everyone did their best to give the performance Tokyo deserved.

Confetti flew around as the performance finally ended. You were now accepting gifts from your fans, catching stuffed toys thrown onto the stage. The turmoil in you continuing to brew, the stage really brought you a strange kind of happiness. Would you choose to stay here? Or would you take the dive forward into love?

Like a prince charming, here to save you from your thoughts, Mizu gave you a small pat. A hug hidden by the smoke covering the stage as the platform lowered. Oh why the hell were you thinking so much?

Maybe someday, the both of you would finally brave it out and confess. Maybe someday, the world will accept two idols falling in love. But today was just another job well done.

[starlightseer]

I'm the worst thing to happen to the hardenshipping tag. An honor I wear proudly. To celebrate, here are some miscellaneous headcanons for those who are new here:

Maxie was born in Galar while Archie was born in Alola. Both moved to Hoenn at a young age.

Maxie is bisexual while Archie is gay. I know many folks see it the other way around, but I'm just based like that.

Archie is the eldest of 7 and had to act as the caretaker for his siblings growing up.

Maxie lost both of his parents and is an only child.

Archie and Shelly have been best friends since they were like 6.

Maxie and Tabitha met in adulthood. Despite that, Maxie at one point considered Tabitha his best friend. (I wonder what happened.)

Courtney is the youngest of the Admins, being in her twenties while the other three are around Archie and Maxie's age.

Archie names his pokemon insulting names to show up the people who discounted them before he caught them(Bait the Sharpedo or Stay the Mightyena for instance).

Maxie nicknames his pokemon after rocks and geological formations(Scoria the Camerupt or Obsidian the Mightyena).

Maxie can drink Archie and Matt under the table. Shelly could probably give him a run for his money though.

Archie is the best cook in the group. He has a lot of experience. Shelly is the worst of them(Think that banana bread post).

Maxie has a gun. Elaborate? No. But it is a Glock 17

Archie can understand his pokemon to a degree and talks to them often. I refer to him as the N of the sea.

If Archie captures Kyogre, it's name would be Squall.

If Maxie captures Groudon, it's name would be Mantle(as in the part of the earth).

Courtney browses the pokemon equivalent of reddit. Might even mod for the Team Magma sub reddit.

Tabitha is transgender and kept his birth name. It is a boy's name because it is his name and he is a boy. Don't call him Tabi though.

Archie's grandfather was a pirate on the Phantom's crew and no body believes him.

Before Archie and Maxie started dating(and before the break-up) Matt kept Shelly in the loop the entire time.

Matt and Shelly gossip about Archie and Maxie's love life often. Even post split.

Archie promised he would never go back to Lilycove when he was younger. (I wonder what changed)

[povlnfour]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ PADDOCK TO PADDOCK (LN) PART 2

lando norris x fem!horse rider!reader

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mclaren always wanted to see the paddock in its full glory? go behind the scenes with todays special guest, @/yourusername, as she swaps one paddock for another to see a little of what happens on a race day!

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user3 HELLOOOOO WHAT.

user7 WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON IN THE HOUSE OF COMMONS

user9 lando needs to stay focused :/

user1 stfu

alex_albon @/yourusername this is betrayal i’m disowning u

yourusername noooo dad pls. i’ll come to williams next💙

user7 y/n calling alex and lily mom & dad… she’s just like us for real

landonorris 🧡

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y/nupdates y/n today after the race!!! she was seen leaving with teammates lando norris and oscar piastri, and oscar’s girlfriend lily! thank you @/mclaren for taking care of our girl today🧡

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user4 prettiest baby in existence she is GLOWING

user6 can’t believe she’s an f1 fan this feels unreal

mclaren it was our honour🧡

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yourusername just posted a photo ੈ✩‧₊˚

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yourusername back from my adventures into training. qualifications coming up which means extra work for this little (big) man🫣

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user3 BEANIE BOYYYY🥹

user8 you got this y/n/n!!!!

flo_norris_showjumping best of luck for qualifying, let me know how it goes🩷

user2 carlos in the likes again i’m TELLING YOU lando is talking abt y/n to the grid boys

landonorris he’s kind of cute ig

yourusername DOES THIS MEAN YOU’LL MEET HIM

landonorris @/yourusername literally where did i say this

user4 petition for lando to meet mr. bean

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f1updates asked about his growing friendship with showjumper y/n y/l/n, lando said today that the two are ‘just becoming friends’ and ‘don’t have much time to see each other’ now y/n is back in her home county. but sources close to the two say they’ve been facetiming most nights👀

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user10 everyone leave them alone and let them have their private lives challenge

user11 good! lando should be staying focused on getting good face results. he can’t afford this right now.

user9 thank you! i’ve been saying this for ages!

user3 jobless ppl in the comments he’s a grown man and they’re just friends anyway

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landonorris p2 quali in home race, and some great company. what could be better🧡

👤 tagged yourusername, oscarpiastri

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user7 WHAT HAPPENED TO BEING TOO BUSY TO HANG OUT MR. NORRIS?!

carlossainz55 well done brother❤️

user3 CARLANDO🥹🥹🥹

user1 y’all weren’t apart for very long i see👀

user5 OSCAR IS SO CUTEEE😭

yourusername 🧡 can’t wait to watch tomorrow

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user6 SHES GOING TO THE RACE????

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williamsracing just call us mr steal your girl👀 @/mclaren

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user5 AHAHHA IM HERE FOR MCLAREN VS WILLIAMS

user1 admin i love u so bad rn😭

mclaren @/yourusername how could you?!

yourusername a rock and a hard place…

alex_albon the BETTER team

user4 y/n, lily and zoe all together🥹🥹🥹

landonorris …

user7 OH HES SNDJSJSJS

user9 you deserve better lando!

user1 @/user9 once again, stfu

yourusername answer my text douchebag

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y/nupdates sending all the luck to @/yourusername and mr. bean today as they compete in the final qualification around for paris 2024!🩷

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user2 good luck y/n🥹🫶

user5 eeee today is the day!!!!!

user12 came for lando, stayed for y/n. good luck hon!

yourusername thank you guys🥹🩷 hope i can make you proud

a/n: i realise this wasn’t v interesting but… attempting a slow ish burn bc i love pining

taglist for the next updates can be found here!

- giselle xx

[jorjafrozen]

trolls headcanons because i’m bored!! i have a couple other posts on my @obesessedwithjohndory account however im posting this from my phone and can’t get into that account on here but anyways enjoy the hcs <3

john dory and branch hatched early, bruce and floyd were late, clay was right on time

john dory is named after rosipuff’s husband/ the boys’ grandpa who died before he was born

john dory gives branch a pair of old goggles and he wears them whenever they go to events etc

the glasses branch wears in both ‘perfect’ scenes in the movie originally belonged to john dory when he was a baby

john dory is like spencer from icarly, they always tease him for never having friends his own age etc because he lives in pop village and hangs around with branch, floyd, poppy etc and they’re significantly younger than him

bruce’s favourite song is the copacabana

bruce loves seeing his kids play with their uncles

sometimes when critics come to review his restaurant he gets his brothers to come for support because despite them always leaving good reviews he always gets really anxious

bruce would love the troll version of gordon ramsay but would definitely not want him coming to his restaurant because he’d probably pass away

his kids didn’t believe he was in a band because he was very hesitant of putting brozone songs on etc

he teaches them the old choreography

clay has made his bedroom very cosy despite it being in the admin building of the golf course like it’s got fairy lights and photos of his bros + poppy & viva

clay has had a crush on viva ever since he first met her when they were little

he rarely brushes his hair, not because he doesn’t want to, just because he forgets because he’s busy doing his cpa work

clay has 2 sad book clubs, one for his friends (even though he calls them his associates) and one for his bros, viva + poppy

floyd has lots of piercings, eyebrow, lip, ears, nose etc

he was definitely wild in his teenager years, always partying, drinking and whatnot

he’s had A LOT of boyfriends in the 20 years they were apart, mainly pop or rock trolls

hes very rebellious for the first couple months after they all reunite, he’s always like “i beat death, what do you mean i can’t go skydiving?”

floyd and barb would be best friends

he’s the one to help his brothers stop arguing after a fight, it’s almost giving “don’t be like this, this isn’t like you” (☠️☠️)

branch has a lot of collectible items he found over the years when he was in his grey state

sometimes to have a laugh he’ll steal john dory’s goggles and hide them somewhere in the bunker just to see him stress out looking for them, and they’re always usually in an obvious spot like on top of a cupboard or something

john dory gave him an old photo album and he likes looking through it because he likes seeing all his brothers when they were younger

branch is a lightweight

sometimes when he’s with john dory, he’ll subconsciously rest his head on his shoulder and has fallen asleep a handful of times

and he has most definitely called john dory dad more than once

hope you liked these!!!! <3

[santae-salt]

Big tangent incoming, I'm so sorry. This website is an accessibility NIGHTMARE.

No pet site has ever put me in so much agonizing fibromyalgia pain, it's absolutely unreal. Flight Rising was already pretty bad in that regard but at least you can use multi-link opening even if staff gets a stick up their asses about it. You can't even do that on most Santae pages because of how they've coded the site.

Everything is so mouse oriented and menus can't even stay consistent between similar items, making it horrendous to navigate both physically and visually. It's physically agonizing and the site is in desperate need of keybinds for certain actions and optional accessibility toggles for things like mining to allow you to clear all the rocks in one go considering there's no gameplay mechanics to it and it's predetermined on load in.

Same shit with fishing only fishing has the added bonus of being almost impossible to see.

Speaking of impossible to see, the NPC shop index is a visual nightmare that is almost impossible to parse between the assault of colors, the font choice, and constantly moving things around and cramming in more. I have to squint for so long to find anything I want and it makes me not want to play at all.

Also the check prices link is soooo tiny and so hard to hit on mobile, which is just an insult to literal physical injury when the mobile version of the site is the only way I can play without being in physical agony.

Literally after my first day playing on PC (which was a couple weeks ago I think? Time is fake.) I had to have a three day recovery period from the pain it put me in. I know Santae is new but like. Devs have had years and years of watching other sites and the kinds of failures and complaints they face when they don't build with accessibility in mind. This is far past egregious and the fact that no one can bring up accessibility concerns or quality of life necessities without passive aggression or having to worry about being stalked and having the devs make up reasons to ban you to shut you up (which was already the FR experience) is EXTREMELY ALARMING.

We didn't need yet another pet site dev with unwarranted self importance and a supermassive ego, but here we are! I'm so tired of this age of incompetent management making themselves immune to feedback and meaningful change with intimidation, tyranny, or worse... fabricated victim complexes. (ie; FR devs claiming feedback is harassment and huwts their feewings )'': ) I'm tired. I have been around a long time.

I joined Neopets and Gaia Online when they were brand new. I watched the Sylestia shit show. I was in the FR closed Beta. I have seen just so much hubris and so many pet and doll sites burn down and it is always because of greed, entitlement, unwarranted self importance from admins, and general developer narcissism and unprofessionalism. I just want a pet site that isn't run by greedy dickheads with supermassive egos and a general lack of empathy, but that just seems like the default state of admins across the board.

Oh and?? Why is there so much LGBTQIA+ apparel for seemingly cherry picked identities but all Intersex people get is like a pin?? Incredible display of discrimination as if Intersex people don't suffer and face alienation enough. And finally I know it's been said to death but I wish people would stop giving them money until they abolish all the AI bullshit.

Anyway I appreciate this blog and the mod because it's unironically the most civil one I've ever seen and I hope it stays that way! Sorry for the tangent! Lots of love and I hope everyone has a wonderful day!

☁️

[player455seolmin]

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Full Name: Seol Min (설민) Nickname: Min Age: 22 Gender: Female Sexual Orientation: Bisexual Occupation: Bartender / Player 455 in the Games Nationality: South Korean Hometown: Busan, South Korea Height: 167 cm (5'6")

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Personality:

Seol Min is a master of masks—outwardly tough, sarcastic, and composed, with a swagger that makes her look like she’s always in control. She walks like she owns the room, talks like nothing scares her, and smiles like she knows something you don’t. But underneath all of that, she’s a storm of fear and regret barely held together.

She doesn't trust people easily and hides her vulnerability under layers of wit and dry humor. She's observant, street-smart, and good at reading others, but not so great at facing her own demons. Seol Min tends to run from problems—or gamble them away—before admitting she needs help.

She's the type who lights a cigarette with shaky hands and says, “I’m fine,” even when her whole world is crumbling.

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Backstory:

Born and raised in the busy port city of Busan, Seol Min grew up fast. Her parents ran a small seafood stall, and money was always tight. When she was 17, her mother passed away unexpectedly, and her father spiraled into alcoholism. Min dropped out of school and got a bartending job to support them.

At first, she was just making drinks. Then she started sneaking chips from customers and playing blackjack at the casino next door. Winning made her feel powerful—like she was in control for once. But the wins didn’t last. She racked up debt with dangerous people and kept trying to dig herself out by gambling more, convinced her “luck” would come back.

By 22, she was drowning in debt. Her boss cut her hours, her landlord was threatening eviction, and loan sharks were breathing down her neck. When the mysterious invitation to the Games appeared, it felt like her only shot at getting her life back.

Now, inside the Games, Seol Min clings to her old coping mechanisms—bluffing, charming, and pretending she isn’t scared out of her mind. But every da,y inside chips away at her mask, revealing just how desperate and terrified she truly is.

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Skills:

Deception: Years of lying to creditors and bluffing in card games made her an expert at keeping a poker face.

Observation: Working as a bartender taught her to read people quickly—she notices body language, tone changes, and subtle tells.

Quick Reflexes: Fast hands from both bartending and reacting under pressure at the tables.

Street-Smart: She knows how to survive in rough situations and talk her way out of trouble—most of the time.

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Appearance:

Seol Min has a sharp, alluring look—high cheekbones, long lashes, and cold brown eyes that always look like they’re sizing you up. Her hair is jet black. She dresses in practical, dark clothing and always wears her worn-out leather jacket like armor.

She has a small snake tattoo on her thigh, a reminder of her casino days—and the lies she tells herself about being in control.

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Likes:

Rainy nights

Cigarettes (though she says she’s quitting)

Playing poker

Rock music

Watching people quietly when they think no one’s looking

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Dislikes:

Authority

Being pitied

Bright lights and loud crowds (reminds her of the casino)

Talking about her feelings

Losing control

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Fears:

Dying alone and unnoticed

Getting close to someone and having to watch them die

Admitting she’s scared

Facing her father again

Never getting another chance to live freely

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Other blogs: @seongaesa, @baeyoungsoo, @player111do-hyun, @cakyungsam, @ryukjunghwa, @380semi

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Admin is 20 years old, he / him / his

Will interact with everyone.

[aprofessionalwithoutstandards]

Miss Pauling for the ask game 👀?

favorite thing about them She's just adorable I think her design is really really cute. I love "little lady who kills people" as a trope and the kind of "geekiness" she brings to it is so fun

least favorite thing about them I don't like how she isn't allowed to be friends with any other women :( it's just misogynistic character writing, I think she should have some kind of positive relationship with another woman at some point, even if it's just a friendship and not a romantic thing

favorite line The one where she's like Saddle! Engie, saddle 'em! Saddle 'em up!

brOTP I really really really think she and Sniper hanging out is so funny. Her hanging out with any of the mercs is funny but I think she'd jibe especially well with Sniper, who also likes guns and is weird socially and in my heart of hearts is also kind of a nerd (in a very 1960s prog rock and acid sort of way)

OTP She should fuck that old Administrator

nOTP Scoutpauling but yall knew that already

random headcanon This is a weird choice for this one but to me she's in her mid-thirties. She's definitely older than Scout to me, older than Sniper, maybe about Demo's age

unpopular opinion Idk I have a lot of them I feel like? I don't like her and Scout but I also don't like her and Zhanna. I think she would be Attracted to Zhanna but not pursue her romantically, and Zhanna would sacrifice her in a heartbeat before the group even really needs to resort to cannibalism so it just wouldn't work out

song i associate with them Hmm...... she kind of has I Monster - Back Seat of My Car (Sticky Black Vinyl Mix) energy. Don't question my vision

favorite picture of them

I love her in this whole comic in general but especially as she's hiding bodies. She's just so cute

[ID: Two panels from the Meet the Director comic of Pauling on the phone with Admin, one where she is hefting up a bag of Mann Co. "corpse-grade quicklime" and the other where she is loading bullets into a revolver. End ID]

[raffe156]

Late night shower

Pairing - Price X Tank X Ghost

Part of the Late night AU series

Late night admin

Late night sparring

Summary - A Late Night shower because they are trying to save on water 👀

Warnings - Smut (18+) Voyeurism, Language, Age gap Price (39) Tank (25) Ghost (36) SoftDom!Price, public sex, praise kink, fingering, P in V, unsafe sex, breath play, chocking, male masturbation, Ghost being a little simp for Tank and Price

AN- I'm so sorry this took so long it’s short and smutty but hope you like it! As always please feedback / comments / Memes welcome 💖✨

@deadbranch @mildlyhopeless @fanficandartgal @shuttlelauncher81 @a-littlebirdie @soapyghost @boomtowngirl @mostannoyingbillioner @brewed-pangolin @chb-7 @sarcastic-raptor163 @tapioca-marzipan @dreadbangin

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Call of duty characters, Only Tank

“Get undressed…”

You did as you were told and stood in front of Ghost positioning yourself inbetween his thighs. As he helped you undress, you could tell his mind was wandering from the task at hand, the little kisses he was leaving on your body igniting it, didnt help you steer him back on track either. The soft nibble on your earlobe was enough to make you melt into the ground, it made you giddy and lightheaded.

“Pack it in Riley…” Price warned.

Ghost chuckled softly his hands holding you in place by your waist, his face buried in your neck, you had wrapped your arms round his, your hands under his mask, teasing the soft baby hairs at the nape of his neck. It sent shivers up his spine. He didnt want you showered and clean, he wanted you just like this. Skin salty and sweet with a tinge of him all over you and inside you.

“Kit off an in you get kid…come on” Price turned the shower on.

Ghost rubbed his face over yours, the bridge of his nose bumping yours, he wanted you to stay put, but he clocked the look on Prices face. He loosened his hold.

You pried yourself from his grip, letting his fingers pull at your underwear as you stepped back towards Price and the shower.

“Get in…your stuffs already in there” Price smiled as you slipped your underwear off, the water was the perfect temperature. You let it crash over you, over your tired muscles and aching joints, you were very aware of their eyes on you as you ran your hands up your body then down to your centre your fingers just grazing.

Was this what he wanted or did he actually want you to wash? But then suddenly your hand was joined by a much larger one. Oh? Price was behind you, his bare chest pressed to your back. You let out a little moan as he rubbed his rough palm over your clit, his fingers spreading you open, a gasp as his fingers slipped inside, your were a little sore from Ghost but it felt good. You pushed your hips back into him rocking them forward you wanted his fingers to hit you just right.

“Look at you still full of your Lieutenants cum and your squirming for me to go deeper…” Price whispered in your ear as he snaked his free hand up your body to your breast grabbing it with his hand his thumb rolling your nipple his words making them hard and your body flush.

He was right you could feel the slick stickiness of Ghost’s cum and your own juices leaking down your leg with every thrust of his fingers. You placed your hands over his, a pathetic attempt to gain control as you searched up for his face, his mouth on yours before you could even blink away the spray of water. His teeth caught your bottom lip as he pulled away to give you time to breathe. You could feel his cock hard against your back it was still in his boxers which were soaked. His fingers now curled up inside you were making your knees almost buckle.

You braced yourself against the tiles a moan caught in your throat as the steam curled up into your lungs.

Price pressed you up against the wall of the cubicle, his fingers still fucking you.

“Why don’t you tell Simon just how good my fingers are making you feel?” Price looked to his right, Ghost had stepped forward to stand just on the edge of the cubicle, his pants removed the spray of water just getting him. He watched as your eyes found his then rolled back into your head. Small stifled moans as you came, he watched the water wash away his cum from your shaking thighs.

“That’s it good girl…no let’s fill that tight hole with something abit bigger eh?” Price licked a stripe up your neck his beard rough as his lips stopped on your pulse point.

“Get in here Simon, you can be her support…” Price chuckled as he pulled you back into him so Ghost could wedge himself between you and the tiles. As your hot wet body pushed up against his he noticed your hands searching for a place to rest so he wrapped them around his neck your fingers lacing a crown, you heart fluttering in your chest vibrated off his rib cage, it was enough to make him hard again.

“You’re so beautiful…such a good girl for us…” Ghost littered your face with kisses as Price lined himself up with your entrance, pushing you slightly forward into Ghosts chest, the sting as he eased into you made you take a sharp intake of breath, immediately Price was in your ear.

“I know, I know…you’re so tight…you’re doing so well…” his words melted on your skin as he brought your hips back into him, his grip tight. It wasn’t long before you were slamming them back into him all by yourself eager to please, leaving Prices hands to explore. He knew when you got like this he could be abit rougher with you so he opted for a light grip around your throat his thumb stroking your pulse point.

“Adda girl…” Price praised as your thrusts got more erratic the more he squeezed. His heavy cock dragging at your walls with each thrust. He secretly liked the feral, needy mess you became when he was rough, you seeked out his approval, you wanted him to tell you you were a good girl even if you had an attitude, but he would always give into you, you had him in the palm of your hand as much as he had you under his thumb.

Ghost felt his hard cock strain, the head of it free from his boxers, it was pushed right up against your stomach, with each thrust he could feel it being stroked, trapped between the hardness of his stomach muscles and the softness of yours he wanted more, needed more he reached around grabbing your arse with both hands as he thrust you up against him more he wanted to cum again what he didn’t realise was this gave Price the perfect view of your tight arsehole and his cock slamming into you it sent him wild and his grip got tighter around your throat, but he couldn’t leave Ghost out, he needed reminding who was in charge.

At first Ghost didn’t register the hand around his neck he was too focused on the sounds you were making, it wasn’t until Price pressed up into his jaw did he clock. Price was definitely applying more pressure on him than he was you…Ghost gave his Captain a quick smirk before his eyes fell back down to you, you tits crushed against him, your body rubbing his cock he was getting close, just as he felt the familiar rush in his stomach your body started to shake.

“That’s it…fuck….cum for me…good girl…” Price growled his teeth clenched as he fell apart inside you, hot ropes coating your walls grunting as his hips slowed.

“Ohh fuck…I’m cumming….ahhhh fuc…uck…” your body gave out as Ghost came, his cum covering both your stomachs.

Price released his grip from your throats difference was he had actually been choking Ghost who took in a quick breath before releasing it. You leant back against Price your body limp as he wiped your wet hair from your forehead planting a kiss.

“Ahhhh..haha..fuck…Price” Ghost smirked, looking down to admire his cum on your stomach, his thumb smearing it.

“Good thing I’m into breath play…” He grinned at you winking as he pulled his damp mask off. Your fingers automatically tracing his features as if trying to commit them to memory.

“That’s better…now can we actually get a shower?” You gestured down to the cum on your stomach your mouth a straight line. They both laughed, Ghost reached for the body wash rubbing it in his hands before slowly washing your body. Price had reached for the shampoo foaming it up as his fingers rubbed it on your scalp.

“See now this is perfect…” you sunk further into Price, your hand wiping over Ghosts chest as he washed himself.

“I can’t believe we haven’t done it in the showers before…wanna give me a hand?” Ghost guided your hand down to his softening cock a cheeky look on his face you laughed.

“Us two have done it in the showers before haven’t we? After that mission in las Almas? I had to practically drag you in here an undress you?” Price looked down at you his eyebrow raised.

“No…you ended up putting me to bed because I refused to stand up haha said something about a hose” you turned to him scrubbing shampoo into his hair. He still didn’t look convinced.

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The next morning at breakfast

“Who’s been choking you out Tank?” Soaps words made you stop mid chew before you could speak Ghost and Price were sitting down at the table either side of you.

“Me…got abit too rough during sparring last night…sorry kid didn’t know it had left a bruise” Price patted your shoulder as he sat down taking the half eaten toast off your plate.

“No worries Cap..” you eyed him.

Soap looked over at you his eyebrows raised.

“Jesus…that’s why I only fight the rookies…must be mad Tank taking on the Captain and Ghost surprise you can still walk! Haha” Soap took two big mouthfuls of his porridge just as he was about to make another joke Kyle walked over a smirk on his face.

“Well however was in the locker room late last night had a fun time…”

You felt both Price and Ghost’s muscles twitch at his words.

“Wha you on about?” Soaps mouth was full.

“Well after early drill this morning, I heard a bit of a commotion so went in an there on the floor in one of the cubicles was a pair of knickers and a pair of men’s xl boxers! Must of forgot them…haha did you see anyone go in after you 3 last night Boss?” Kyle sat across from Price.

“Can’t remember lad was pretty late…”

You just hoped Ghost didn’t put his name in his boxers, like Price did…

[badger-bah]

Data Star Trek Fictive Pack

KEEP IN MIND HEADMATES MAY NOT FORM EXACTLY AS DETAILED IN THE HEADMATE PACKS, AND THAT IS OKAY!

Moodboard:

Name: Data, Darren, Damon, Pulse, Vox, Virgil, Code, Cody, Lief, Sorrel

Age: 30-40

Birthday: February 2nd

Pronouns: he/him, it/its, they/them, artifact/artifacts, flick/flicker, muse/muses, theo/theory, in/input, out/output, by/byte, leaf/leafs, drift/drifts, moss/moss's, one/one's, ai/ais, e/exe, bot/bots

Gender: man to the left, aniem, gendergilen, quantumgender, nonhumanic, digiguy, bioamorobotic, probotemia, codedboy, cozbrownian, gendapper

Orientation: asexual, orchidsexual, greyromantic, duraromantic, omniromantic (male lean), nh4h, technrose

Other Labels: timevesi, machinevesil

Species: Soong-type android

Roles: admin, rationalizer, technician

Emoji Proxy/Sign-off: 🍂🎩 (fallen leaf, top hat)

Source (if applicable): Data - Star Trek

Personality: serious, silly, blunt, careful, unemotional, insightful

Style: dandy, cabincore

Likes: nature, being cozy (whatever that means to a robot anyways), formal attire, numbers, the sky, humans, art (though he doesn't "understand" it), any media with robots in it in any way

Favorites: autumn (season), 3622 (number), shiba inu (animal), Chicago (musical), mauve (color), water cooler glugging (sound)

Music Taste: musical soundtracks, 60's rock, flapper music, those parody versions of modern day songs but in an older sound

Dislikes: disrespect, extreme temperatures, baggy clothes, being ignored, reptiles

Typing Quirk: uses big words whenever applicable. speaks using proper grammar, capitalization, and punctuation all the time. doesn't use contractions. has codeblock with some amount of "..." before and after message, may also include things like "calibrating" in the codeblock.

Other Info/Quirks: he acts really serious, but he winds up accidentally being silly. it usually doesn't realize when people are being mean to it, but if other people tell him someone was mean, he'll hold a grudge against them.

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[cmrosens]

Worldbuilding Thoughts 3

Ok so one thing I don't see very much in medieval fantasy settings with a royalty system is the issue of the monarch travelling with a retinue. If you're writing one like GoT and you're into the whole idea of the monarch needing to travel (trust me, if it's medieval, they really do need to do a circuit of their kingdom, even if administration and judicial system has been centralised. If you don't, you can't monitor the nobles on the periphery, and you ... really need to do that).

If this is something you've considered, ignore, if not, I was just thinking about the medieval England situation for the earlier kings (William I to John).

Do you know how many the king travels with?? How many guards how many horsemen, lads to take care of the horses, courtesans, scribes, courtiers who need to stay close, accountants, etc? Now have a look at the size of the castles. They're not that big. You have to scale the castle to the landscape (and really seriously consider how long it takes to build a big one). You've got space for a prestigious guest, and then like. 20 extras. At an absolute push, in some cases. Ok, bigger ones, yeah ram 100 in.

The king's got 200 men. He doesn't scale down to stay at a castle or fortified manor that fits 50max and already has 30 occupants. He just rocks up. People do not want him to, but he does anyway.

What used to happen in Medieval England was - there wasn't ever enough space. Literally none. There was also no system, it was King gets the best guest room, everyone who needs to be immediately close to him crashes on the floor, and if you're not fast enough and a bit further down the pecking order, you're marching into someone's house and saying "I'm staying here tonight" and sleeping downstairs with the goats. There are sources of courtiers bitterly complaining they had to sleep in barns and some "camping" (sleeping rough in the rain) in the forest because there was NO SPACE FOR THEM in the castle/fortified manor or in the surrounding villages because they came late due to their admin duties holding them up. And they don't have a tent. They have to literally sleep outside with their cloaks over them. Did they die of exposure? I mean, sometimes. Did they catch chills and die of those? Sure, yeah. Did it really piss them off? Every time.

(Peasant perspective: So many young* angry men with swords with untreated PTSD from all the war/general life trauma, chips on their shoulders and complexes about being younger sons (the spare not the heir) and desperate to prove themselves in a chivalric context of fighting/shagging prowess but they've been give a lot of admin duties to do, drinking a lot of alcohol every single day. Since being on the road they have had to cut down on the alcohol which hasn't improved their mood. And they're all coming to your village. And you can't feed or house them all.)

Then the king decides to leave.

It takes a good few hours to let everyone know because **nobody knows where anyone is**. You have to prep the supply wagons and the horses. And the king stands up after breakfast and says "I want to leave NOW"

Then he changes his mind.

Now you're leaving tomorrow afternoon.

If you're trying to picture this, with a lot of highly strung horses in an enclosed space being yelled at and dragged into position to cut down time, and people running to comb the villages and the woods for stragglers and leave messages for others coming through later, it's chaos. Absolute chaos.

Now imagine being put in charge of it.

So many plot points to play with there.

*For reference, because I've been watching Robin Hood adaptations lately, Richard 1 "the Lionheart" is depicted as an older man in all the films but he was only 42 when he died (b. 1157, d. 1199). The Third Crusade was 1189, when he was 32. He's played by Sean bloody Connery in Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves, when he actually was around the same age Richard Armitage was when he played Guy of Gisborne in the BBC Robin Hood series. (For context). Prince John was 33 in 1199 when he became king and only 23 when Richard went off to war. We're often largely talking about an intensely homosocial group of men in their 20s and 30s. ladsladslads

In the 14thC, one of the Earls of the March led his first campaign in the Hundred Years' War at the age of 17. ladsladsladsla-

[tanzdoesthings]

Fresh Air

this is for an au in collaboration with with @mothsakura and also i believe @ardienothesieno has some input as well? either way they’re both great and fun to talk ideas with. baseline info you need is that iterators walk in their cities, with massive facilities underneath the ground level. also some details on fathoms’ ID is not actually settled now, but the writing is what matters anyways lmao.

The heavy door closes behind Fathoms, quietly as to not draw attention to the fact that the person being celebrated at the gala was suddenly absent from the event. She takes a breath of the fresh air, cooling her systems and letting it out as a sigh, shoulders lowering as she let the uptight posture fade away. The nice thing about having such a large event is that she wasn't expected to be working much at all over the next two cycles. Less pleasant is the constant talking, touching, and interacting she must do with her citizens and other councils. They all want to know why she's so special, how she can do everything, what does it feel like to be so perfect? Those questions, she lets her council answer. Fathoms can't give the answer they want, and all this sensory input is making her overwhelmed. So much data, and she's too far from her neurons to process properly. Therefore, she quietly let herself out.

She was not expecting another iterator to be there, One that she does not recognize. They are sitting near a patch of greenery, picking at the rocks lining the plants. It is clear this iterator did not hear Fathoms walk out, so she tries to catch their attention. "Hello?" Fathoms asks, standing a few paces away.

"Oh- hello?" the stranger answers, turning to look at her. They have a handful of pebbles, clearly picking through the pile to find... something. "You're an iterator! I heard there was supposed to be a lot of them around tonight!" They stand, bringing the assortment of stones to Fathoms. Now that they're standing, she has a much better view of them. They stand just a bit shorter than her, antennas a similar length, though tilted back and decorated with an assortment of little stones and sparkly things. They wore a caplet over a robe, rather standard and simple for iterators. Certainly not an outfit for a gala, and they looked like a river stone compared to her bright pinkish-red hues and sparkling white pearls.

"Look-" they continued talking, "The pebbles here are very nice! See the stripes?"

She had noticed, in the times she had taken breaks out here. She always notices. "Yes, they are quite nice." Fathoms says, looking over the ones they had picked out.

They grab one particularly round one, holding it up. It seems that this is when they truly notice what she looks like. "Woah!" they gasp, dropping the stone. "You are really dressed up! Is it for that meeting-thing? My current admin was all shiny today too."

"Yes, there is a gala tonight. It's very noisy in there, I must admit. Why aren't you attending?" she says gently, hands folded in front of her.

They wave their hand, shaking their head at the same time. "I'm not exactly supposed to be out of the train. It's okay!"

Fathoms was taken aback by this information, but kept moving along. "What's your name? I'm Fathoms of Dreams, she/her. 489."

"Woah-! We're really close in number! I'm 492!" They exclaim, bouncing a little. "They/them, no name yet!"

She tilts her head. "No name? We're so close in age, how do you not have a name yet?"

The nameless iterator shrugs, keeping their demeanor the same. "I keep going from council to council. Nobody has taken care of me long enough to get a name, you know?”

It's a tragedy to Fathoms, but she doesn't voice this concern. Instead, she offers a hand to them, and leads them to a bench. The two sit, overlooking Fathoms' city. The council house is atop a hill, whereas the rest of the city slopes down what was once a lake, now reduced by a large amount to the center of rows and rows of buildings. The lights on each block sparkle in the night, and by the sounds of it, the whole city is using the gala as an excuse to party. The nameless one gasps in awe, sitting and swinging their legs next to Fathoms.

They deserve something nice, Fathoms thinks. She pulls off one of the bracelets given to her for the gala, a simpler one, made with a string running through a pale pink pearl. When she brushes her hands against the pearl, she gets a brief glimpse of the data written to it, around the holes drilled for the string. It's a prayer of well being, rather standard. She taps her new friend's hand, and they perk up, looking at her. Delicately, she takes their hand, slipping the bracelet on. The nameless one beams, as if Fathoms had just moved the whole world for them. Her eyes crinkle in a smile, watching them admire the bracelet.

"Are you serious? You're just giving this to me?" they whisper-shout, one hand on the pearl.

Fathoms nods, and they practically leap to hug her. She breathes in sharply, and this reaction immediately makes them loosen their grip, looking at her. "It's okay- I'm fine, just wasn't expecting... that," she reassures them.

They shift to instead lean against her, watching the city and running their fingers on the pearl. "I'll get you the best gift ever. I'm the greatest at that!"

"I'm sure. You had a good eye for those stones, you know?"

They nod, excitedly, with so much more energy than Fathoms has ever had. A moment of watching the city, and then they speak again. "Why are you at that big meeting anyways?"

That snaps Fathoms back into the reality of her situation. "It's a celebration. The city we are in is celebrating their iterator and the technological progress," she states.

"Wow. Did you meet them? A party so big must be for someone really interesting!"

Her hands grab the fabric of her dress, silky between her bio-mechanical fingers. "It's... for me." The other iterator stares at her with wide eyes, but she continues. "I'm very experimental. I can process very fast, but there are issues. There's a team of mechanics on hand 24/7 in my memory arrays and main bus, making sure my structure doesn't collapse. The whole city is on top of it. The day it does give up... won't be pretty."

"How can there be a party when there's so many problems to fix?" they ask, watching Fathoms.

"Politics, I suppose. I look finished, therefore I am." A pale pink, nearly white overseer darts up to the two, and at the sight of it Fathoms sits up straight, gripping her dress more tightly. They notice, glancing down to look at it. Her breathing sharpens, and she stands up quickly. They shuffle, following her movements.

"You need to leave, go back to your train. Now," she whispers, pushing the nameless one back towards the way they came from. "Follow this overseer."

Thank the void, the unnamed iterator follows her instructions, disappearing around a corner. She only has a moment to smooth her dress before another iterator walks up behind her.

"Fathoms." She knows that voice. She could never mistake that voice for another. "Leaving your own party now?" She turns, and is greeted by her sibling, Ink Run Dry, leaned against the wall. They tilt their head, not amused with the task at hand. "Get back inside. There's some kind of speech soon. I want a good vantage point, but of course, when you disappear, I'm the person they call. You're always back here. I don't know why it's my problem."

"Yes, of course." Fathoms answers curtly, leading the two back inside, away from the fresh air, from the nameless one, from the momentary peace.

[animaniacs-groove]

Introduction

((Helloooo Tumblr! This is @yakkolicious, but from this point forward, I'll refer to myself as the admin. Everything I say will be in white text with double parentheses. This is the ask blog for the Animaniacs Groove AU, my older Animaniacs AU. Here, you can ask questions to older versions of Yakko, Wakko, and Dot.))

About the AU

((This AU takes place in 2024, or whatever year it is in the present. However, the Warners will not age in real time. The Warners are two years older than they are in canon, so Yakko is 16, Wakko is 13, and Dot is 11, though I do have some fanfictions where they're only a year older. Yakko started a rock band with two of my OCs, Cleff and Winona. Yakko and Wakko also both have partners who are OCs. Here are some pictures to give you a bit more info on these versions of the Warners.))

((I'll also add my OCs to this later, since they're pretty essential to this AU.))

Canon

((What's canon and what is not canon to this AU? The events of the 1993 series all happened and were televised, but it wasn't a scripted show. The Warners genuinely got into those situations and they just got on TV somehow. These Warners hold no ill will towards anyone who works for Warner Bros. aside from Thaddeus Plotz, and the reasons they hate Plotz are unrelated to the show itself. Wakko's Wish did not happen and neither did the 2020 reboot. Norita does not exist, and Plotz is still the CEO of Warner Bros. with no plans of retirement. Hello Nurse, however, has taken a job with another company (not Doctors Without Borders) and the Warners haven't seen her in a while. Chicken Boo also did not try to kill everyone and is actually a friend of the Warners (though you won't see him around much). If a question based on reboot knowledge is asked to these Warners, they'll probably be confused, if I respond to the question at all.))

((This blog is not the only place you can find the Groove AU. There are also fanfictions on AO3 where you can read more about the things that go on in the Warners' lives. The series can be found here. If requested, I will also post the existing shorter fics to @yakkolicious-writing if you would prefer to read those on Tumblr. I can post the longer multichapters too, but the only real benefit of that is that I can give some more specific info.))

((In addition, you may have seen a character by the name of Hailyn Warner on this blog. She is not my OC, but rather she's the original character of my close friend @silly-lil-lee. Hailyn and her twin brother Rylan do have Groove AU forms where they are 10 years old, and they sometimes do appear on this blog. They are canon to the blog, but they will not appear in any fanfictions since they aren't my characters. They have a blog of their own, so if they catch your eye and you have a question for them, you can ask them here.))

Rules

Keep things SFW. The Warners are all still minors.

Please be nice. Don't send an ask to complain about my headcanons and do NOT harass askers, including anons.

No magic anons. All magic anon asks will be deleted.

((With that, feel free to send Yakko, Wakko, and Dot some questions!))

[wehaveimagineshere]

Request for Admin Frost! Could I request headcanons for Soap, Konig, and Ghost realising his feelings for gender neutral reader?

Hi I’m so sorry this took so long! I had to do some research on their backgrounds to make sure everything I wrote was accurate. I deffo went overboard but I hope you enjoy! I 100% enjoyed writing my first MW request ☺️☺️

TW: Blood, slight gore

Soap

• You and Johnny were childhood best friends and neighbors growing up. You would beat up anyone who made fun of him for any reason and he would do the same for you. When you were teenagers you would still do the same

• At the age of 16 you would join him and his cousin on trips to the base to see what it was like. You both absolutely loved what you saw and made plans to join as soon as you can

• You would tell Johnny to wait to join the SAS until he was 18 so you could join together but he decided to try to enroll anyway. He would lie about his age and would be caught and rejected every single time. You would laugh at him every time he came home and say I told you so

• You turned 18 before he did but decided to wait for him before you joined. Shortly after, you were both able to officially join the selection for the 22 Regiment. Both of you excelled in every single test and worked extremely well and smoothly together as a team

• Captain Price was evaluator for both of you and recognized your natural skills and dedication to get the job done as quickly as possible with little to no casualties on your team. While you trained as a pilot and intelligence expert, Johnny trained as a sniper and demolitions expert

• You had an IQ of 146 which made your planning for missions extremely successful as you were able to plan for every possible situation and a resolution for any potential problem you can across

• Price recruited you both for his Bravo Team to secure cargo for possible WMD’s. It’s where he gets the call name Soap which you laughed at when he told you. He’s proud of it tho and whenever anyone asks what the hell kind of name is Soap you laugh to yourself and try to conceal it when he shoots you a playful glare

• It wasn’t until Johnny nearly fell to his death until Price caught him, did you realize that you loved him much more than just a childhood friend

• You cried that night. Reality hitting you that you could lose him at any moment with this type of profession. Either one of you could lose your life just like that

• You debate telling him over the next week few years. When you try to tell him, someone or something always stops you. And there are times where you aren’t on the same mission together and don’t see each other for several months on end

• You felt yourself fall deeper for him when one night a Military Police officer kept hitting on you and touching you without consent outside of the bar you and Johnny were enjoying yourselves in. When Johnny comes back after using the bathroom and witnesses your altercation with the man, he comes up and punches him in the face. Knocking him out and he locks the officer in his own vehicle. You tell him that you love him that night and kiss him. But the next morning he wakes up with a hangover and says he doesn’t remember anything bc he was too drunk. You feel dejected

• A couple years later you join Price’s TF141 in the fight against Hassan

• Due to your excellence in planning and executing perfect directions, you’re able to find out the possible location of the compound Hassan is taking refuge in

• The team and Shadow Compamy takes Hassan to another town where you’re told not to kill him and are ambushed by the Mexican Army and cartel yet again. To the horror of everyone, especially Johnny, you did not make it to the extraction

• Johnny couldn’t sleep until they find you. He was searching everywhere and interrogating all cartel members in the hopes of learning of where you were taken. He wants to kill anyone who would think of taking you from him. His rock. His best friend. The person who he loved but was too scared to tell

• The team and Shadow Company get intel that you were taken by a cartel boss named El Sin Nombre and they want all the intel you have

• Johnny volunteers to infiltrate the compound as a hostage. When he’s being interrogated it’s Alejandro who discovers your location and the bad shape you’re in. You’re tied to a chair and they broke your leg so that you couldn’t escape if you were able to untie yourself

• He tells you that the group is here to capture El Sin Nombre and to rescue you. That it was Soap who helped discover the location

• You ask where he is and Alejandro tells you the details of the mission and you’re horrified. They could kill him. They killed another man right in front of you, his blood and brain matter sprayed on your face

• Alejandro tells you that he needs to go back downstairs but they’ll be coming back for you soon. When you hear that, you’re both worried and excited to see Johnny again. It’s been a hellish week. You just want to be in his arms

• Johnny is told to go wait upstairs and he meets up with Alejandro. He tells Johnny that he was able to find you and tells him the situation you’re in. Johnny feels enraged. He wants to kill every single person in this compound. But your safety comes first. Alejandro tells him what room you’re in and they split up

• When you see each other again you both bust into tears. You’re so relieved to see that the other is alive and Johnny quickly cuts the rope tying you down and carefully pulls you into a hug. You both finally felt like your heart was back together in once piece

• While the group and Shadow Company capture El Sin Nombre and kill the other cartel members, Johnny carefully carries you to the medevac so that the medics can take care of your wounds

• He never stops holding your hand. Not when they had to rebreak your leg since it started healing wrong, not when he learns the cartel boss is someone Alejandro used to be acquainted with, and not when you passed out due to exhaustion as you flew back to base

• He was there the whole time you were in the hospital. Knee bouncing and hands shaking while he waited for you to wake up

• After 3 days you finally slowly come to, you notice the smell of sterile chemicals and a bright white light. When you open your eyes the room is blurry but to your left you see Johnny leaning over the hospital bed asleep while gripping your hand

• Your slight movement instantly woke Johnny up and he immediately rushes to sit up and starts tearing up. He tells you that he couldn’t sleep knowing you weren’t beside him. And the exhaustion finally got to him the moment you were back in his arms. You ask him how he found you. And he said he tried to think like you when thinking like him wasn’t working, which made you both chuckle and smile

• You both start to say something at the same time but Johnny tells you to go first. You tell him about the night at the bar a few years ago. How you told him that you loved him and how you kissed but he said he didn’t remember. Johnny is shocked. He wishes he did. Then you would’ve gotten together a long time ago. He asks if you still do, bc he loves you so much he doesn’t know what to do with himself

• Of course you still do. And you share a long awaited passionate kiss

König

• König met you when you were both new recruits in the military at the age of 17

• During your recruit days you tried to have conversations with him. You were so curious about the giant man beneath the mask. The conversations you did have were always work related and when you asked him personal questions it always turned awkward

• You both signed up to be recon snipers but König was rejected due to his size and inability to stay still. You on the other hand, were ranked in the top 5

• König comes over to congratulate you but you can tell there’s a hint of sadness in his tone. So you tell him that no matter what he ends up doing, he’ll be phenomenal at it. And that you wish he was able to do what he wants

• He thanks you and you don’t see him again until you’re both recruited to join KorTac a few years later

• You’re surprised when you see him. His mask has changed and you could only tell it was him by his voice. You didn’t know it was possible for him to become bulkier but the man was the size of a mountain

• You’ve changed as well. You were able to hone in on your sniping skills and became one of the best snipers in the world with 247 kills under your belt in a short amount of time

• He walked up to you and said he remembered you from being recruits and asked you how you’ve been. You felt your heart skip a beat. You didn’t think he’d outright start a conversation with you

• You told him that you were doing well and asked him how he was, not expecting him to tell you anything just like how he was before

• But he tells you that he’s been doing well as well. That he took down Al-Qatala in Berlin which was involved in human-trafficking and managed to take down all 12 fighters single handedly and freeing the hostages. They were scared of his mask tho so his team had to take over

• You were throughly impressed. You told him how you were able to keep your whole team alive by sniping every enemy you saw with 100% accuracy

• Later on you both are constantly put together on a team to do extremely dangerous and difficult missions. Patching each other up when you get injured and having a lot of deep conversations when huddled up together in the safe house on cold nights

• You ask him why he never really talked to you before when you were recruits and he tells you he had severe social anxiety and it was hard for him. It took years of practice and therapy to start to be comfortable with it. Tho he never easily opened up to anyone like he has with you

• Over a few months you realize that you’re in love with him. You love who he is as a person. It gives you a warm feeling but you’re also scared. You don’t want to tell him your feelings in case he rejects you. You’re content with what you have

• It’s König who confesses first

• You’re on a mission in Russia during Christmas time and you’re trying your best to keep warm in the safe house during the harsh winter storm

• You’re sharing a blanket by the fireplace and keeping close contact so that the body heat keeps your fingers and toes from falling off

• König can’t hold it in anymore. He sits you both up and tells you that he needs to get something off his chest even tho this probably isn’t the best timing

• You tell him it’s okay and you feel your heart racing. Did he find out that you’re in love with him? Is he going to reject you and say he never wants to see you again?

• He quieted down your worries when he took both of your hands in his and looks you in the eyes. He looks extremely nervous

• He says that he’s been in love with you for years. Since you were recruits. That he’s so grateful for these missions to get the chance to get to know you and fall even deeper in love

• You feel the blush spread across your cheeks as he tells you this and your hands begin to slightly tremble. You tell him that you love him too

• He feels giddy and decides he wants to show you his face. And when he takes it off you didn’t think it was possible to fall in love even more but as you gaze into his pale, blue sea eyes and see his perfectly shaped nose, you ask him if it’s okay if you can kiss him

• He says yes and you lean in to gently press your lips to his. It’s the sweetest kiss you’ve ever had in your life and as you pull away and smile at each other, you both know that you want to spend the rest of your time together

Ghost

• You are a new addition to TF141 with high speciality in weapons and combat. Laswell told Price that she wanted you to join the team in the mission to capture Major Hassan Zyani

• The team was informed about a new member that would be coming within a week after Hassan escaped from their first capture due to the Mexican Army and cartel

• Ghost didn’t really have much of an impression or opinion about you at first. He honestly didn’t think they needed another member on the team but they can’t go against a direct order

• You kind of reminded him of Johnny in a way, with the way you always have a more positive look on things and try to crack jokes with him

• You and Johnny will even team up to poke a little fun. You’ll try to have Gaz join you, but he’s too terrified of the harsh glares and curses the Lieutenant sends your way to even think about doing something like that

• Despite your smaller stature, you’re one of the only few people who are able to go toe to toe against Ghost in combat without getting your ass beat in 5 seconds

• One time even managing to best him with the result of you straddling his lap with a knife to his throat

• It’s after that when you’ve slowly but surely managed to worm your way into his heart. He starts to pay a little more attention to you and your whereabouts

• He sees you as a close friend. Even goes to far as to tell you his real name and bits and pieces of his traumatic past

• His heart skips a beat when you hug him for the first time. He thinks nothing of it and passes it off as just being surprised with physical contact

• It’s not until you’re shot by Graves during the betrayal in Las Almas does he come to realize how much he cares for you

• Alejandro is knocked out and he sees both you and Johnny are on the ground covered in blood and he felt his heart stop

• When he yells at you and Johnny to escape and sees you both sliding down that hill, shooting at the enemy, he never felt more scared in his life

• Were you okay? Where did you get shot? Johnny was shot too, are you going to be able to protect each other?

• When he hears the radio crackle and your voice coming though, he felt like he wanted to fall to the ground in relief. But he had no time for that. He needed to help get you and Johnny out of there

• When you meet back up at the church he runs straight to you to check out the damage from the bullet wound and to make sure that you’re okay

• It’s when sees his hands covered in your blood and he realizes that he doesn’t just care for you, he loves you. He loves you so much that he doesn’t know what to do anymore. But he does know one thing, he needs to tell you. Today was too close of a call and he doesn’t want to live with any more regrets

• When you’re back on base and getting medical attention for the gunshot wound and, to his horror, some stab wounds you must’ve got during your escape, Simon comes into the room, sits down, and reaches for your hand

• You’re surprised. The only physical contact you’ve ever really had is when you’re training or the occasional hug you’d give him. You look down at the hand clutching yours and feel your heart race

• That’s when he tells you that he loves you. Seeing you get shot and not knowing whether you’re gonna bleed out or not was the worst agony he has felt in a very, very long time

• Btw Soap witnesses all of this but he knew how you both felt for each other a long time before y’all figured it out

• In private quarters he’ll take his mask off. The first time you share a room together alone he gains the courage to do it. You stare at his face for so long he starts to feel a bit self conscious and looks away

• But you put your hand on his warm cheek to get him to look at you and say that his jokes about being extremely handsome are actually true

• You look at his lips and then his eyes in silent permission. He understands what you want and meets your lips in a sweet and sensual kiss. The kiss gets a little heated but your bullet wound isn’t quite healed yet for anything spicy to happen

• Simon will show you all his scars and tell you the stories behind them. Some are pale that have healed with time and others are freshly pink. The ones on his back tickle when you run your fingers over them

• You go on every mission together from now on. With your specialty in weapons and combat along with Simon’s excellent sniper and leadership skills, you’re a powerhouse that cannot be taken down. Being alone in the safe houses ain’t too bad either, if you know what I mean

[darkx-the-dragon-kn1ght]

Pokémon Reborn Screenshot Let's Play: Chapter 17

Well…hello again, everyone. The end of college is slowly creeping towards my location, but Pokémon continues to be my rock in these trying times! Although, given the revelations of the last chapter, that may be turning into a double-edged sword with all these twists and betrayals…and we’re not even past the third Gym yet! I’m terrified for what’s coming next in this play session alone, to say nothing of the rest of the game!

There’s gonna be a lot to do in this part, no doubt- but first, we need to go over what happened in the previous chapter to lead us to where we are now.

Xera continues her expedition through Rhodochrine Jungle, finding the way to the PULSE blocked by yet more vines.

After clearing one half of the vines blocking the way forward, Xera overhears a conversation between several Team Meteor members: a Grunt, as well as two higher-ranking members, a Private currently dubbed Agent Grass and an admin currently called Commander Ponytail. Commander Ponytail discusses how a “demonstration” in North Obsidia Ward is just about ready, and he takes his leave- but not before planning to take Victoria with him.

While continuing to explore, Xera encounters and catches a Shiny Scatterbug, who she names Monarch.

Finding her way back to Beryl Ward and to Beryl Library, Xera encounters a stranger searching for books. The person politely greets her and asks if she’s heard of a phenomenon called “dreamsickness.” She has not, and the stranger takes their leave.

Xera briefly returns to the Reborn City Police Department, having found all four missing police officers as well as the Growlithe of the fifth, who was found deceased. As thanks for her help, the chief allows Xera to take the Growlithe with her; she accepts, gaining Blaze the Growlithe.

Back in Rhodochrine, Xera finds Amaria. She has followed Borealis’ trail to Rhodochrine, and has also been able to confirm several of Team Meteor’s leading officers are guarding the PULSE. It seems, due to losses of the PULSEs in Obsidia and Jasper Wards, Team Meteor is now on high-alert.

Xera finds another abandoned house, the man inside wanting to start growing food so he can continue to live in the jungle- and for that, he needs a Sunkern. Xera trades Summer the Sunkern to him in exchange for Deci the Carbink (and an Exp. Share).

With the path clear, Xera is able to approach the PULSE, which is guarded by Borealis, ZEL, Taka, and Ace (Agent Grass is there too, off to the side in her own world). The Meteor admins are quick to corner her as well as reveal Amaria’s hiding spot- but luckily, Fern, Cain, and Heather arrive to provide backup for the duo. As each Trainer engages a different Meteor officer, Xera is free to confront Ace.

Xera is successfully able to defeat Ace and shut down the third Tangrowth PULSE- but just as she claims victory, Heather is suddenly thrown back and knocked unconscious, having been beaten by Agent Grass. Borealis reacts in horror to this, ordering his Crobat to fly Heather someplace safe.

Agent Grass and Ace confront Borealis about his decision to let Heather- an enemy- escape, with Agent Grass in particular deeming Borealis a traitor. Before she can take further action, however, Amaria rushes in to hold her back, buying time for both Borealis and Xera to escape back to Beryl Ward.

Running down the only street into Beryl Ward, Borealis is ambushed by the RCPD- thanks to Xera finding the officers, they were able to put together a sting operation and trap for Borealis at Amaria’s behest. 

The police chief unmasks Borealis, revealing his true identity: Corey Molinar, former Gym Leader, and Heather’s father. Corey derides the chief for trusting him solely because he was once a Leader, then manages to escape in a cloud of mist. The chief orders the officers to search for Corey at his residence.

So yeah- Corey was one of the villains all along! I may have guessed it ages ago, but I’m still sad about being right! So very sad! And now we have to confront the consequences of our actions and Borealis/Corey’s- mostly the latter’s, though- and…I guess meet up with the officers at wherever Corey’s house is? Oh boy, this chapter is going to wreck me, I’m getting bad vibes from all of this- 

*CW: suicide and depictions/discussions of such

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