#(kindly wtf in that front???)

[alpinelogy]

Area fanmerch creators forget merch can get produced domestically, proceed to have discourse about it. I hate it here why am i still on twitter

[letternotekisses]

GAHHHHH THE LAST REAPER ONE HAD MY EYES PISSING FOR SOME REASON!? Love the nsfw slowburn and angst from that one. Can I kindly request for more?c:

Also cuz I don’t think I have seen that before on your blog could we get maybe a Bw!Gabe version with miss sunshine assistant this time?c: If u dont do the older timelines i would be also happy with grumpy reaps<3 love ur writing style btw u write all of the man so well wtf I’m addicted 😭

(18+mdni) anon u cutie<3 im hungover and gave my hand a try at bw reyes for the 1st time so im so sorry if its bad!

Reyes figured you were a plant, at first.

A little spy sent from Jack to gather up parts of intel that the golden boy of Overwatch could stick his nose into, to publicise the parts Reyes would rather stay hidden. And it was just like Morrison to send him someone so sweet and unassuming under the pretence of 'extra help', someone who'd bring him coffee with no complaints and organise his files with a smile. Someone to take some of that weight from his shoulders. It took a long time for Gabriel to even look in your direction at first, and even longer for him to start giving you any tasks.

(Although, that was partly your own doing. You'd stormed into his office one day when you were assured that he had no more meetings, jabbing a finger into the solid wall that was chest as you heatedly told him off over his flippant treatment towards you. Where Gabe then realised you were in fact not a honeypot, and rather just a very passionate young woman who wants to do her job. He let you chastise him until you were panting softly, where he then calmly asked you to make him a coffee, which had you thanking him in a tone almost too aggressive to be anything other than exasperatedly pleased. It was a slow start, but a start nonetheless.)

As much as he hated it, Gabriel soon came to rely on you for things. You knew every aspect of his schedule, knew how dark he took his coffee and even knew how to handle Genji and Cassidy when they started another stupid bet that had the vein in his forehead ready to burst. Gabe had become sickeningly attached to your presence at his side, clipboard in hand and an excited lilt in your voice for the day ahead. So bright eyed and bushy tailed it made him run hot with want and sick with guilt because he feared that Blackwatch would ruin you, and yet, he didn't want you to go.

And the threat of Jack plucking you back up and off to Overwatch still looms over him thickly like a storm cloud, has him drawn tight and stiff with uncharacteristic stress because he knows its something Jack can hold over his head, something he'd beg for like a dog, too.

You're too good for him and Reyes knows it. Too soft, sweet and kind compared to someone like him who runs with fire in his blood and stress hard wired in, and yet you're always there to pick up the pieces in a way that's well past professional. Letting him fuck your throat and use your mouth in in one of the many storage closets littering the hallways, in a slow stretch that makes pretty tears glitter in your eyes and has him whispering through grit teeth about how much of a good girl you are for helping him melt away some of that stress. Has him holding your hair back in a firm and tender grasp, thumbing your forehead like you were lovers.

In which, a part of him would like to be. He'd like to bring you back to his bed and tell you between breathy whispers that he loves you. To promise a ring around your finger between each slow thrust that has you gasping into his tan skin, scratching at his weathered back and whimpering his name. You're his in every way but that and it eats him from the inside out, tears his heart out his chest and eats it right in front of him because Gabriel knows he can't tether you to a man like him.

A man that isn't quite so human, something's hollow and missing and he plugs it with anger so white-hot that it fries him up inside. Time is running out and you know you're in danger by his side but you do it anyway. Gabriel knows that losing you means the world will have to burn and it makes something dark and smoky billow in his chest.

And after the Venice incident, he starts to feel that heat creep up behind him.

[chunkymamatam]

Do you have any more info about shifting to MHA? I know that was probably a while ago but I really wanna try shifting there so yeah!! :DDD

Yeah. It was a really long time ago. Like 4 years lol

So this was actually the first time and place I wanted to shift to. It was mostly mini shifting.

One time I went and I “gained sentience” as me and my friends like to call it lmfao in the street. I looked around and I was like “oh shit. I’m actually here.. huh. I wonder if I can bother Hawks” I saw he was busy and I was like “man I’ll go bother Aizawa he’s too busy with fan girls for me to introduce myself.” I go to walk off and I hear flapping of wings

My first thought was “ah he has hero work to do.” Tell me why this man lands in front of me and knocks me on my ass. That shit hurt like a bitch 😭THEN HE HAS THE AUDACITY TO ASK IF I NEED HELP GETTING UP LIKE HE DIDN'T DO THAT SHIT ON PURPOSE

Also keep in mind I had never met that man until then. I shifted home it freaked me out so bad lol It's funnier when I remember over there my clone teleported her ass away pfff

The next time I managed to shift there I was in an alleyway and all of a sudden a feather floats down. This stalking ass bitch was watching me up above. He drops down and I kindly (NOT) tell him he needs to stop doing that shit (He hasn't done it since pfffff) and he was like

"So.. You're the one who teleported away in the middle of a crowded area?"

"What does that matter? The fuck were you doing watching me???"

"That's for me to know and you to never find out! Haha anyway duty calls" THEN THE BITCH FLIES AWAY Keep in mind I didn't think he was actually stalking me and that's why I didn't freak out more and this next bit happened.

I left after that interacting and came back a different night. It was night and I was just trying to figure out wtf to do now that I'm here and tell me why this man appears behind me saying some "We meet again!" Now if I call you one of my many claimable slurs...(/j) but seriously tho little 18 year old Tam was just happy to be there lmfao. He comes at me with the "I just got off of work you wanna get a bite to eat"

... I said yes and he finally asked my name LMFAO I ended up going to his place at the end of the night. Crazy I know but again I didn't think he was ACTUALLY stalking me okay????

It gets better because after that I ended up accidentally shifting into the LOV hide out LMFAO I literally don't know why tf my clone was there but I was trying to get out of there so fast. They wanted me dead bro. Now I momentarily shot myself in the foot when I was arguing why they should let me live. Shiggy asked why I should be allowed to live and I was like "I got dirt on everyone"

he said "prove it"

I was like "Well I got dirt on everyone here too so I could probably prove it like that"

BRUH BAD MOVE THEY WANTED ME GONE EVEN WORSE WHEN I PROVED IT

I revealed to Dabi I knew who he was and gave a few details about every person there that I definitely shouldn't have know from there perspective but then Magne came in and I was like "HOLY SHIT YOU'RE STILL ALIVE????" proceeded to give them life saving advice for her and went home cuz that shit was TOO stressful. had to let my clone deal lmfao

It worked considering I was a free man when i went back. did it last long? no. Was freedom nice for a while?? yeah. Tell me why I run into Hawks and Endeavor. He introduced us and idk if it's just his face but bro was mean mugging me. Endeavor please stop looking at me like that I haven't even started dogging on you verbally yet. They end up running off to do their job or whatever and I walk off. Tell me why I see Shigaraki creeping in an alleyway just watching. HELLO??? I cross the street and end up getting snatched up by Dabi and Twice anyway but fucking christ bro. They take me to the warehouse and tell me why they hit me with the "You were right" MAGNE FUCKING DIED BRO I WAS SO UPSET

Long story short they forced me to stay with them after that. Dabi for the longest time gave me the cold shoulder and was acting like he hated me. I'm just gonna say he didn't and not go too far into what happened cuz idk how old you are. There was also this time when Shigaraki kissed me out of nowhere. I was drunk and rambling and crying about something to him and he kissed me. Gonna be honest I thought he just wanted me to shut up and he was just following the trope. I didn't think he liked me. I only found out because he found out what happened with Dabi and chased me down to confront me about it. It was a wild time. I was so fucking scared bro.

He said "How did you not know I liked you??? I literally kissed you"

"I thought you just wanted me to STFU!"

Shiggy after I said that dumb shit:

I'm fucking stupid when it comes to people liking me in short. I stopped going to that specific DR shortly after that. I have other MHA DRs if y'all wanna hear about them.

[13thdoctorposts]

I hate that RTD and Tennant and crew can't leave the show alone, that not only does RTD act like his formula is the only/best and not only is Tennant incapable of fucking stepping back from the role even after a grossly egotistical first run in the 00s, but a generation of fans only recognise/like Who when its in that image. And that hurts the show massively, it hurts other actors both in the sense that they aren't allowed from out of his fucking shadow and in that literal workplace abuse and media smear campaigns are excused when it happens around them.

Yeah, considering the most questionable things seem to happen under RTDs watch but the media never has anything to say negative about him compared to the level of shit levered at Moff but then even more so at Chibs, especially when Chibs seems like the most humble of the 3 is crazy.

I've read a lot of comments that Chibs wasnt good enough to Showrun as big a show as Doctor Who he didnt have the skills for it, but lucky RTD is back because he has the skills to do it, the cope from people is crazy!

Especially considering the shit show that seems to exist now, leaks, upon leaks, upon leaks, Ncuti's announcement almost instantly being over shadowed by Tennant's announcement, and the fact that Ncuti's happened on a red carpet... they would have known it was about to be leaked and couldn't have come up with something a bit better even if it was on a short deadline? Didn't really matter I guess Tennent coming back and being announced the following week seemed more important to them. The Bi-regeneration, which within the show lore I don't care about, do canon braking things, but of course that left the 14th Doctor out there doing his own thing with his own TARDIS completely overshadowing Ncuti, the number of comments I've seen about 15th not being the 'real' Doctor or being a clone Doctor etc. and for what to keep Tennent around off camera? So that people would question 15th legitimacy? To make sure Ncuti couldn't have his time alone to shine? Then we have the recent articles saying Millie was dropped/axed... with no evidence spread across the internet and front pages of papers across the UK saying she was dropped/axe for inappropriate behaviour with no elaboration, just trying to ruin a 19 year olds career with nothing to corroborate or evidence given and neither Bad Wolf or The BBC bothered to come out and clarify anything even though these stories also unofficially announced a new companion... one that even Mandip Gill said she has kindly messaged and Radio Times has spoken about, but Bad Wolf and The BBC haven't even announced her and given her that moment. And a side note to that is the new white companion got introduced with the TARDIS by the New Doctor as an official announcement the woman of colour companion got announced in a bunch of papers bad mouthing the former companion, guess like Ncuti not everyone gets to have the same treatment. So Chibs wasnt good enough to Showrun?! No one knew Jodies casting announcement that didnt get leaked, even Dan got his own video announcement as a new companion, nothing to do with his writing but Showrunning the show with the limited BBC budget he had even though he was able to keep his house in order for over 5 years while RTD, with his big BBC/Disney budget doesnt seem to keep anything in order, and Chibs is the one who supposedly doesnt have the skills to Showrun.

I think we really did need a brand new show runner and Tennent should have only returned for the 60th if it was a multi Doctor story, Multi, not as in just with 15 in the last ep but with previous Docs. All the 60th did was give the 10th Doctor a happy ending that was seriously weird for all the Doctors who came after him, so narratively was just a WTF, like you just told a companion you had feelings for them and couldn't settle down and 3 days later settle down with a friend from 1000 years ago (in the doctors time) talk about jarring to watch, the episodes were not celebratory in anyway, wasn't written any better then 13 era despite what we were told we would get and left 14 there so people could make countless videos and write countless blog posts about how 15 isnt legitimate. what a celebration!

I think we needed a brand new show runner, no having 10 and 14 to make Tennent even more special by putting him in every Doctor line up from now on twice and had Ncuti come in. I understand He couldn't film for the 60th, but they managed to put a Christmas Ep out with him 3 weeks later maybe instead of the 60th and Christmas ep it could have been a movie length ep with Ncuti so filming could have started later.

Thats a pretty long rant sorry. But in conclusion we should have just moved forwards instead of bothering to look back, and given the new actors the lime light in the way they deserved.

[thegreymoon]

The Story of Minglan

It's been 84 years 😭😭

I've forgotten which episode I'm on 😢

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LMAO, him putting his smelly sock to her face to check if she's really asleep 🤣🤣

How women deal with gross, smelly husbands in their beds, I will never know, but smelly or not, I'm 100% on his side here. Poor baby, he kept waiting for her to do something, anything, and she went straight to bed and fell asleep! Logically, I know she was never going to lift a finger to stop him from sleeping with that other woman and that if he had done so, he would have lost all possibility of ever winning her romantic affection for the rest of their lives. Win or lose, the very act of having to fight over him would have been a defeat for her. He is fighting on a battlefield he cannot see and is set up to lose on all fronts. But here his, against all odds, emerging with the moral high ground.

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LOL, she's awake after all 🤣🤣

Test or no test, I was wondering how she could sleep. Even knowing, even fully prepared, even resigned, I would still not sleep for a week. Once it happened, there would be no coming back and I'd never trust or love him again, but while it was happening, I would not be able to pretend that everything was normal.

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That's right, snuggle your wife 🤗

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LOL, at least she has a plan to drive her away 😅

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MY GUY, SHE'S NOT JEALOUS BECAUSE YOU PASSED THE TEST! 🎉🎉🎊🎊🎉🎉

YOU GET TO STAY MARRIED WITH HER STILL LOVING YOU!

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Oh, Minglan, take your victories and stop now 😢

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LMAO, yes, Minglan, stop letting evildoers add firewood to the fire!

Next time a garbage aunt comes by to stir up shit in your marriage, gouge her eyes out.

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LMAOOOO, from the looks on their faces, I'm guessing this second wife was not invited 😅

Anyway, here for a scandal that, for once, does not involve Minglan.

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Oof, that will end well 😅

As usual, no sympathy for men who take in concubines. I hope the main wife eats them both.

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Yes, give them hell 🤬

The aduacity, I swear.

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OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDD 🤯🤯

She is not very bright, is she? If I was the main wife, I would skin her alive when we got back home.

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LMAOOOOO, I am living for Gu Tingye's WTF face 🤣🤣

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Poor Hualan, she has to parent her dumbass mother who is about to step into a huge pile of 💩 at any moment now.

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Oh, this shit-stirring idiot showed up too, smh.

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OH MY GOD.

WHY IS YOUR SHIT MARRIAGE TO YOUR SHIT HUSBAND MINGLAN'S PROBLEM? LEAVE HER THE FUCK ALONE ALREADY.

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LMFAO, Minglan is entertaining none of this nonsense 🤣🤣

The way she suddenly asserted herself as an ~elder~ and she is, what? Eighteen years old at best? 🤣🤣

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Minlgan, murder her and bury her stinky corpse under a rosebush in your backyard.

What a goddamn bitch for no good reason.

Trust me, Minglan is not the reason your worthless husband can't get it up for you.

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DIDN'T YOU START IT?

If it were me, I would have kicked you and your garbage husband out on your ass. But Minglan has more grace and patience than I ever will, so she is kindly trying to set you straight, you fucking moron.

Ugh, she and Qi Heng deserve each other 🤬

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AGAIN, YOUR SHITTY MARRIAGE IS NOT MINGLAN'S FUCKING PROBLEM.

She is so done with Qi Heng's shitty ass and she doesn't even know you, leave her the fuck alone!

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You are also an idiot.

And here I was, feeling sorry for you.

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The way this crusty wank sock came running, smh.

He will pass up zero opportunities to take a gigantic dump on her entire life. I hate him so much.

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FUCK OFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

[papurgaatika]

Last Words of a Shooting Star

Characters: Sarah Miller

Minors DNI with my work please !!

A/N: Howdy..... ummmm. So mitski,,,, yeah that's it. Whoopsie. Thank you @joelsdagger and @carlynkurin for looking over this,,, always glad to have yall ask me wtf my problem is <3 <3 Tags: angst, canon compliant, major character death, song fic, third person pov Word Count: 633 Remember that TLOU is created by a zionist so please look at the resources at the end of this fic and in my bio on ways to donate and educate yourself!!

Summary: Outbreak night, from her side. Set to lyrics from Mitski's Last Words of a Shooting star: https://open.spotify.com/track/7gn3NdQez9Pwbqak4gspz5?si=865e47a42fdb4c36

All of this turbulence wasn't forecasted, Apologies from the intercom

The TV was static; the radio had been going on and off for hours, but it was eerily silent now. Warnings to stay inside, warnings to get out while you can, it was overwhelming. The upheaval and absolute disarray on the streets was a sight that she could barely take in. This was her home, her city, the one she loved and it was turning into a walking graveyard in front of her. “Don't look,” plays in her head over and over again, the pain in her leg blistering, her eyes brimming with tears of both fear and pain “Keep looking at me” echoes with the other words, but with them come the screams and the gunshots. The nauseating sounds that just almost drowned his voice out. The voice that would always put her at ease because it meant she was safe. That despite the mayhem, she would be okay. He was there to protect her. 

And I am relieved that I'd left my room tidy, They'll think of me kindly

When they come for my things

She finds herself unable to tear her gaze away from him; The blood on his face, the look of fear behind his eyes, an emotion she had never associated with him. He was strong, the strongest in her eyes. Despite the circumstances she takes a moment to glance at the watch on his wrist, the one that she had fixed for him. Fleeting memories slip into her mind, ones of other birthdays she had celebrated with him. The tradition of putting frosting on his cheek and nose after he blew out the candles, the collection of various macaroni art projects she had made over the years, how year after year the one gift she would give him was a clean room. That it was the one day out of the year she could spare him the grief of cluttered toys and clothes. She was glad she had managed to keep her room clean today, glad to know that when this was over they would enter a place of peace and serenity. 

I always wanted to die clean and pretty

But I'd be too busy on working days

She wasn't truly sure what was happening. Why his voice quaked, why his hands held her tighter, why the bright light was glaring into her eyes. She was trying to stay calm, to center her breathing like he had taught her. In for four, hold for seven, out for eight, and repeat. 

In for four. We’re safe, we’re safe 

Hold for seven. We’re not sick 

Out for eig- We’ve just been through hell. 

She doesn’t make it through eight, a blood curdling scream cutting through her breaths as they fall. 

So I am relieved that the turbulence wasn't forecasted

I couldn't have changed anyways

Her breathing is shallow, the blood seeping through her shirt like the juice she had spilled on the carpet as a baby. The pressure of his hands on the wound leaves her feeling like all the air had been punched from her lungs, but she knows that he would keep her safe. Agonizing cries are falling from her lips as her hands grip onto him like a lifeline, like a child holding a finger, until she isn't anymore. 

I am relieved that I'd left my room tidy

She hopes he can see her room again. The carefully folded clothes, and neatly stacked books. The posters she had so lovingly put up on the walls, and the photos of him she kept. She hopes that he knows it wasn’t his fault, that he wasn’t to blame. Hope he realizes that even in agony, even on the brink of death, she felt safe in his arms. 

Goodbye

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[aliasrocket]

Heyy how would Rocket react to Mantis outing his long kept crush (reader) to the rest of the guardians with and without the reader in the room? thank you <33

AGHHH THIS IS SO CUTE ANON WTF!!

masterlist. requests.

His heart is racing. Fuck, he could feel it reaching the metal in his ribs, again and again in quick succession as his eyes darted back and forth between you and Mantis.

“Rocket … is this true?”

Rocket’s mouth opened but no sound came from it. He tried again, this time putting his core into it.

“I didn’t know … how to tell you.”

“It’s not that hard,” you answered immediately. “It shouldn’t have been so hard. I’ve been trying to hint at you for months.”

Rocket was rooted to the ground. Every small breath he took was another creak in his bones. But at the same time, he felt his heart implode for a split second—like it hurt, but it went right back to beating against every restraint possible.

“You …”

“Now, go ahead.” You crossed your arms.

Rocket’s eyelids flickered in shock. He was in your eyes, and your demeanor had changed completely. You were now looking to him, probing for something.

“What?”

“Ask me out, Rocket,” you said a little more sternly.

And then you smiled, and whatever rigid expression you held was now a puddle on the floor.

“Okay,” Rocket chuckled breathlessly, finally breathing and moving in his spot. His ears twitched, and his hands were on his hips as he looked to the floor for advice. You got anything?

And of course the floor didn’t answer. But it no longer mattered.

He lifted his head to look at you. Starting with your name, so kindly and so carefully leaving his lips, he goes, “will you go out with me?”

You sighed in relief with a grin so contagious, Rocket chuckled again.

“Yes, Rocket. Yes I will go out with you,” you clasp your hands together in front of you, both of you finally holding each others’ gazes for more than two seconds.

“I’m warnin’ you right now, I’m not a candle-lit dinner typa’ guy. Can you handle that?”

“It’s exactly what I loved about you in the first place.”

[mcsm-r0ckz]

Hello!! I'm the owner of the MCSM-R0CKZ blog!!😋

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《⭐️》 Names: Ast3r, R0ckz, Ax3l, Aid3n, G00b 《⭐️》 They/It/He

《⭐️》 Nonbinary, Demiboy, Omnisexual, Poly[sorta]

[🔥] AB0UT M3!!

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《⭐️》 Axden, Cassaya, Nellinta, Xaragaard, Pamdar, Stellivia, Magriel, Jesstra and Jesskas multishipper in MCSM🏳️‍🌈

《⭐️》 A HUGE Glitterhugs and Ragebait/Shrimpbowl multishipper in Dandy's world✨️

《⭐️》 My number #1 top hyperfixation is MCSM and Dandy's World, but I might post some others like Nimona and Wreck it Ralph, mostly MCSM focused blog tho, other than Dandy's World

《⭐️》 I'm a mine-imatorer, horror creator, writer, artist, cosplayer, and editor😋

《⭐️》 Big Axel, Aiden, and Glisten kin😛

《⭐️》 Trigger words: Axolotls, mentions of the words like or similar to mochi or Aymar, and at times S/H and suicide

[🔥] WARN1NGS!!

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《⭐️》 My AUs contains mature topics like, drugs, alcohol, etc.

《⭐️》 My MCSM AU is HELLA different from canon MCSM[ex: ages, lore, characters, etc], so be warned

《⭐️》 I might and will say dirty things because I'm dirty minded, so be warned👍

《⭐️》 I cuss A LOT like 24/7😭

《⭐️》 Do not hate on any ships[except animal x human or straight up illegal ones] or I will roundhouse kick you😇/sil but still do not

《⭐️》 If I hurt you w/ my joking teasing/bullying, just tell me nicely, but I might be stubborn because I don't understand/gen

《⭐️》 I have anger issues, so if I get snappy or pissed off at times, then that's why🥲

《⭐️》 I will get passionate about certain subjects, so be warned🙏

《⭐️》 I'm new to Dandy's World so if I screw up lore don't scream at me please😭

[🔥] RUL3S/B0UNDARI3S!!

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《⭐️》 I am not religious, like, at all, so like, don't bring up that stuff around me🫠

《⭐️》 Kindly and PRIVATELY correct me if I make a mistake, half the time I don't know if I do so just correct me😃

《⭐️》 Do NOT trigger me with triggers!!

《⭐️》 Respect my ships, even if you don't like them. If you can't, just fucking block me for all I care lmao💀

《⭐️》 Do not insult my favorite/comfort characters, I only say this because I might insult yours unintentionally so just to be safe, don't hate on them in front of me😭🙏

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[🔥] S0CIALS!!

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《⭐️》 ROLEPLAY ACCOUNT : @b1gmanax3l

[🔥] DNI's!!

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《⭐️》 ANY TYPE OF HOMOPHOBES

《⭐️》 ANY TYPE OF TRANSPHOBES

《⭐️》 XENOPHOBES

《⭐️》 HYPOCRITES

《⭐️》 PROSHIPPERS AND SUPPORTS

《⭐️》 HARDCORE SHIP HATERS[ex: romesse] GET OUT!!!!!!!

《⭐️》 RELATIVE NEGATIVITY

《⭐️》 ABLEISTS

《⭐️》 MISOGYNISTS

[🔥] TAGS!!

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《⭐️》 #aster rambles: me rambling about certain things on my mind lmao💥

《⭐️》 #aster announcements: news about a new book, intro, or whatever I think is important😇

《⭐️》 #aster wtf moments: me being a dumbass/weirdo🥲

《⭐️》 #ask aster: a new tag where basically it's just all the asks I get, not fully done tho as of rn🫠

《⭐️》 #asters shitty drawings: drawings I made😋

《⭐️》 #aster vents: me venting basically😭

《⭐️》 #asters fun facts: me sharing info/fun facts abt mcsm🤑

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And that's it lmao

[louisisalarrie]

https://www.tumblr.com/awesomefringey/753370197897969664/httpsxcomshalarryystatus1801861513407246519

OMG…I mean WTF is this?! I don’t believe it for a second. Such a private guy would no way be pulling 10 women up to his room so publicly. I mean he was only in Mexico 5 minutes…when did he possible have the time to f*ck all their women?!!

No wonder Lou likes to disappear when he’s not touring. He’s clearly had enough of trolls like this…

I am interested to know though about the comment about him getting into trouble for smoking pot in a hotel room (have we heard anything about this elsewhere?) and what video they claim to have passed on to the media. Have you heard anything about this? What horrible people they seem!

So I saw this last night, and I feel like they meant to post it to wattpad instead??? how silly of them!!

but also… I have so many questions for these losers

1. So it was her, and her friend, but how do they know about 10 other people? Did he put them all in a group chat, say “thnks fr th mmrs” and leave?

2. If you’re seen and he wants you, security will ask you if you wanna go to Louis’ room and “hang out”… ok so are we like 15 yr olds using that language?

3. Where tf is he seeing you anyway? Are you front row and louis points you out mid show and stops singing, tells security IMMEDIATELY, and then after the show finishes they find you and make you wait an hour to go to the hotel?

4. If you’re outside the hotel… again, where tf is he seeing you? From the top floor while smoking a cigarette he’s like “oh yeah bro I want that one” and points at you even though he can barely see you

5. How is he amazing in bed if he’s selfish and doesn’t get you off too? Like… that doesn’t sound enjoyable to me whatsoever, bit confused about that one tbh, which leads me to believe these folks may be too young to have even ever had an orgasm/sex. How does that make you touch the sky? Maybe touch some grass instead besties

6. I have no idea what the weed report incident thing is, and so that part is confusing too

7. Everyone who smokes loves a cigarette after sex, it’s an excellent feeling hahahaha so that’s not unbelievable

8. Then he just… fell asleep. And you and your bestie took videos of louis naked in bed… and his security was nowhere to be found? To check your phone when you leave his hotel room? To make sure you didn’t steal anything? To escort you out? okay that makes sense yeah sweet his security sound really professional

9. So they’ve claimed they’ve sold the video to a media outlet. What do you think is gonna happen when it doesn’t get released? “Oh louis’ team must have paid them off but we still have the video but we’ll never show it” yeah ok sure

10. May I kindly remind everyone, once again, about Raven-Symoné’s chat re NDAs and sexy time. There are occasional, slip ups, sure, but he’s not this fucking stupid I don’t care how stoned or drunk he is

anyway, obviously they’re lost, and they’ve missed out so much detail in their little fanfic that it doesn’t even make sense in the slightest. He was seen going straight to the airport after shows, im positive he isn’t having afternoon delights due to how busy and tight his schedule is (I’ve seen it) and that he isn’t an idiotic teenage boy. it’s just so damn laughable. And I think we should all probably just remember the receipts we’ve gotten (like the Chilean UA acct one about Harry in louis’ hotel) and the difference between that, and this. because it’s strikingly obvious

oh and also he is in a long term relationship with a man. so. that kind of discredits this all anyway.

[peanutbutter-doodles]

''Let me Worship, You. The Star Prince.''

Characters : Gene Simmons, Paul Stanley, Velvet Von Ragnar.

Pairing : Stardemon/ Vonstar

Setting: Mid 80s

Au: Never Too Young to Die Au (Good Route).

Summary: ''I will not repeat those words, You've said in there Paul but I want to know....'' Velvet gently turns Paul's face towards her, seeing his sadden look. Wiping the tears that were threatening to fall away before they do, stroking his cheek. Paul opens his eyes, looking at her. sniffling a little.

''Do you really think that? About your body and Yourself?'' She asked.

She asked it. The inevitable thing he didn't to be asked yet it happened, it was out now. Right there...

Right out in front of him.

The question....

Do you really think that? About your body and yourself?

Was finally out.

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⚠️Warnings: Body worship, Nudity, Angst, Comfort, Oral Sex Implied, Body dysmorphia, Negative thinking, Self hatred, Words of affirmation, Open/Ambiguous ending, Gentle touches, Cunnligous, Ask to tag, This was supposed to be a moodboard wtf-

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''Let me worship, In a way you deserved to be worshipped...''

Velvet muttered,

Looming over Paul on the bed. Directly on top of him, staring directly down at him with nothing but care in this little world of there's. Staring at him as he stares in awe and scared of her, wearing nothing but a towel.

Scared of her seeing his body.

Coming out from a long shower, then being pushed onto the bed by her before he can think or speak. Confused at first on why she pushed him until she spoke to him in a way that made him stay quiet for a while, tears that almost started appearing. Lips quivering, throat clamping a little.

''Is that, what you think of your body?'' Velvet kindly asked, watching Paul's face changed. She moves a few curls out of the way, to get a better look at him.

''Wh-what d-do you mean?'' Paul Questioned, tightening the fluff of fabric against him. So nothing would show, nothing was showing but he did it anyway and she noticed.

She sighed.

''I've heard you, y'know?'' His eyes widen, turning his face away from her. Avoiding her stare and the question, focusing on the window beside him. ''In the bathroom, You were....''

Paul shuts his eyes, trying to shut her out.

''You were hurting yourself with words, in a way I've never imagined you to say. Degrading your body and perhaps mind with words that shouldn't never be uttered from anyone or to you for that matter...''

But he couldn't, he never could when she was around.

''Telling yourself you look horrendous in the mirror while looking exceptionally gorgeous, pointing out the things that may seem like flaws to you or the things on your body that been there since the beginning or starting to appear, while may seem awful to you but it's special to me....''

She goes on and on, proclaiming words to him while he lays there just taking the things she's saying. Gulping when she says the words like Beautiful, charming, pointing out some of thing that she thinks are radiant to her until...

''I will not repeat those words, You've said in there Paul but I want to know....'' Velvet gently turns Paul's face towards her, seeing his sadden look. Wiping the tears that were threatening to fall away before they do, stroking his cheek.

Paul opens his eyes, looking at her. sniffling a little.

''Do you really think that? About your body and Yourself?'' She asked.

She asked it. The inevitable thing he didn't to be asked yet it happened, it was out now. Right there...

Right out in front of him.

The question....

Do you really think that? About your body and yourself?

Was finally out.

Silenced filled the air except for the harsh rain hitting against the glass windows between them. Velvet sat up, waiting. Waiting the answer she doesn't want to hear or know but it's...

There. Right there in front of her, Laying down on the blankets in nothing but a towel concealing everything. Concealing the answer and thoughts. Thoughts that she sometimes wish she could enter and change them but couldn't, she wish it did work like that but it would never be.

Concealing his face with his hands to hide the expression that was starting to show from within him. Trying not to shake yet couldn't contain the muffled cries and wheezes that were coming out from him.

The air was soon filled with it.

Velvet watched him cry, tears staining the blankets. Fingers becoming wet from covering his face. Wheezes coming from him.

It Pained her to seem like this, to seem him cry. To see him...

Like this.

She reached her hand out to touch him and to hold him but pulled it back away not to startle him or make it worse.

She sat there hearing those cries until he went by her and thus letting her touch him. Letting her hold him as tears began to show on her, petting his head gently.

Crying into her chest, staining her clothing with tears and possibly ruining as well but Velvet didn't care about that.

It was just clothing, replaceable.

But unlike clothing, people weren't.

XxXx

The crying went away as soon as Paul calmed himself, wiping his tears and fixing himself. Laying his head in Velvet's lap as she gently stroke his hair.

He felt calmer now than before, the tears had stopped except for a few. Throat not clamping up, Lips were still quivering but not bad like it was before. He was good except...

it was out there.

However, the answer was still not said but he knew and Vel Definitely knew it as well. Knew from the way Paul reacted, Knew how everything just went, Just Knew from the feelings and the words that came from Velvet minutes before...They...

Just Knew, And It was time for Velvet to let him know how much love his body brings her the joy and appreciation it does, starting by moving there positions to be more accommodable and Going...

Slow.

For him.

Paul laid under her as he stared at her, holding the towel against him more as she leans towards him. Looking at him softly until he pulled her in with his lips slowly. Kissing her gently as her hands went up to hold his face. Pulling him in as well, tongues going over and touching each other.

Lathering them with saliva, Biting and pulling there lips with teeth. Mainly Velvet's doin with her fangs, but he didn't mind it. It felt good feeling those against his lips. letting pierced his skin, feeling her tongue licked up the blood from the small punctures.

Getting more heated, as they kissed each other. Paul hands went away from the towel the minute, his heat was starting to come, a fire within him starting. His hands grabbing Vel's face. Pushing her face against him more...

Until she yanked the towel away from, revealing his body. Rendering him nude as day.

''Velvet!!! What r'u-Mph!!!'' He yelled, being interrupted by a kiss from her for a long while until they pulled apart for some air, breaths hot and steamy from the action that happened.

He tried grabbing the pillow but was stopped before he can do so, his wrist being grabbed by Velvet. Pinning them above his hand, He looks at her with a worry expression.

''What are you doing?'' He nervously asked, trying to cover himself but it was no use. The blankets were all squabbled up, pillows were pushed far away. Towel was on the floor and Most of all,

The window wasn't covered, letting sunlight in. covering them both with it's presence, Velvet look monstrous yet enticing while Making Paul look like a Prince.

A heavenly prince.

An prince, who deserved to be worshipped.

Velvet doesn't say a word, letting her head drop by Paul's right ear. Mouthing the scarred parts of it and the skin, licking and suckling on it making Paul hold his breath for a while until she pulled away leaving little bites trailing down.

''Vel-velvet, wha-Ah!'' He cried, Feeling her tongue licking his tits. Doing the same thing she did to his ear but gripping the chest hair that was growing from him. Mouthing the tits like she was thirsty, using her one hand while the other was holding Paul's wrist down.

Lathering them in her saliva, kissing them passionately then roughly. Letting her other hand go, both of her hands squishing Paul's tit's together. Pushing her nails, into the tip of them. Making Paul let out a feverish moan, the fire becoming stronger bit by bit.

She then went towards his stomach, where his knees were hunched up. Covering the lower half of his body, concealing some of the parts he was mainly sensitive about.

Velvet look down at him, putting her hands on his knees. Rubbing her fingers against the skin, feeling the little hairs that were soon starting to grow.

She looks up at him, he was covering his face with a pillow. Breathing feverly into it, trying to conceal his moans from the gentle touches and kisses he was receiving. Face flushed, eyes half lidded even watery.

He looks up at her, twitching. Hating how sensitive his body was from her touches and how it's reacting to them. He never knew how really sensitive his body was until she entered the picture.

Her rough and sharp hands against his soft body did wonders to him, he never imagined such roughness would ever feel splendid to him, but it did and...

He loved it, just he was loving the touches he was receiving slowly bit by bit.

Warming up to them, as he warmed up to her.

Yet, wanting to know more why she was doing this to him. Why she was giving him such tenderness and love to a body like this, a body he disliked from the negativity from others he received in the past. A body that was put through hell time and time again, A body that was almost destroyed in a brutal encounter nearly dying.

A Body he wanted gone, but right now....

He's not too sure about it, from the Attention Velvet's giving him.

In a quick flash, Velvet open his legs. Revealing himself entirely, Almost going down on him on his hairy cunt before Paul yelled, reaching his hand out.

''Wait!!'' Hand almost making contact with Velvet's hair, a inch away from it. inches away from grabbing it, it was like a lifeline. A lifeline for him to get a response from her.

A response he deeply wanted to know...

From her.

Velvet stops and looks at him, her hands holding his legs open until letting them go gently. letting them sit on each side of her while she was in the middle looking directly up at him from below.

Breathing slowly, Paul sat up. Looking down at her, seeing her nestled between his legs looking alluring as ever with that face of hers, the face that brought up so many emotions and feelings within he couldn't ever explained even when asked.

Getting extremely shy or nervous, when it's about her.

Velvet stared at Paul in silence, just watching him and waiting for him to speak. Deep in thought until....

''Wh-Why?'' Paul questioned, Hair covering part of his eye.

''Why what?''

''Why are you doing this to me? Touching me with your hands and lips on my body when it looks bad? Giving me kisses, kisses I don't deserve from a person like you? A Kind and sweet person Planting them on things I hate. Caressing me and being gentle, when I know i don't deserve it? Being soft and...Gentle...

''With me?''

Velvet looks at him intensely, listening to him as speaks.

''Why can't you see the things that I see? What do you see in me and my body that I can't see? Why are you treating it with such love when I can't even love it?'' He croaks, tears starting to appear but he wipes them away.

''Why are you being....Kind to me, when I can't even do that....

''Just....why?'' He softly asks, sniffling. Watching Velvet for a while until she goes up to him slowly, at his level. Face to face, She moves the curls away from his face. Seeing the wrinkles, eyes bags and whatever he has that may be bothersome to him but isn't to her.

Deep in thought, she strokes his cheeks gently. Watching him look at her, wondering why she was doing this to him. As she was giving his body the attention it deserved when he think it doesn't when it does deserve it. The way his body reacted so positively to her touches was astonishing, Never before she touched someone and they yelp or moan from just being touched or kissed.

It seems like no ever, did that to him. Never giving him any gentleness or the worshipped he deserved. It seems....Like....

His body was always craving for anything to be touched by and how he wanted to be touched at times but never spoke about it or ignoring what he truly desire or crave....And.....

It's about time for her to change that.

''Why, You ask?'' Velvet goes, Seeing Paul nod.

''Yes...Why?'' Paul questioned, gulping.

''Because....''

She leans closer to him, her hand resting on his inner thigh. Looking down at it for a while before she spoke....

''Because someone like you deserved to be touched and worshipped, A prince that deserved to be showered with appreciation and be touched with it as well. A prince who looked radiant no matter what they look or feel, always bring such brightness when around...''

''A body n mind that been through the toughest of times, that may be shattered to you but you hold it together with one piece of it that you always had and will carry around with you forever until the end of time....''

''A-and what is that?'' He asked.

''Yourself.''

''Vel, what do you mean?'' He eyes her.

''Despite what you may think about yourself, your body, mind and everything about you. I think differently about it, even you don't see it for yourself. I do and others may too, but Mainly me....''

''I see the things, you can't see. And i want you to know what i see, after all this time. I want you to know how much i love you and your body when you don't at times, i want you to know....

''How much you deserved..it..when you think the opposite.''

''Velvet....i...''

''Don't say anything'' Shushing him, before going down between his legs. ''I know it may take a long time for you to love your body and you yourself as well but please....

Her eyes become watery, making eye contact with him.

''Let me worship, in a way you deserved to worshipped. Let me treat your body, as you would treat mine. Let me hear that angelic voice of yours's sing when I bring you to edge of ecstasy while the sun sets on the horizon, blessing us both with it's presence...Let me hear....

''The Star prince who should be worshipped, in the night while he sing to the heaven's above. Let him...

Know, how much I worship him in his time of need...''

''Let me Worship, You. The Star Prince.''

Paul stares at in awe, he doesn't know what to say or think to that. He doesn't know what to do until she spoke again.

''So...Paul...''

He looks at up her, heart beating slowly.

''Would you let me worship, like the prince you are? Right here, right now? Giving you the attention your body craves, yet you craved the most, Hearing you cry out in pleasure instead of pain? Would you let...

Me go down on you, the way you want it?''

Silenced filled the room until Paul nodded giving his answer, not saying a word or thought because....He can't...

Not right now, Not when he's being worshipped and beloved by her. Mind frozen, Throat couldn't be used. He couldn't do anything except...Let her worship him...His body...Everything about him.

He was frozen.

''Good boy.''

She said, going down on him. Before saying...

''Repeat after me....''

One lick.

''I'm beautiful.''

Two licks.

''I deserved this.''

Three licks.

''I Matter.''

Fourth lick.

''Sing for me, My Star prince. Sing'' She proclaimed, licking from the bottom to the very top. touching his clit, hearing him Feverly cry out as he was being pleasured while repeating the words quietly at first then louder minutes later. ''Let The world know how angelic your voice is to me and to everyone, granting us with your presence and voice...

''Letting me know.''

And Know he did, as this was the night everyone heard the cries, Moans and the Sweet Angelic voice of a prince, A Star prince. Who was worshipped and pleasured in the night, by a Queen.

A Queen who let him knew, how much his body and Most of all, Him. Brings so much to her, when no one else hadn't...The Queen...

Who Made the Star prince Know...How much he...

Mattered, By....

Worshipping him.

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I need tissues, didn't expect this to be so long but it was and i really loved it. Anyway hoped you guys, enjoyed this.

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[doodlemunster]

You can't just leave me hanging with "great stories"! Would you kindly share your some stories from your Escape Room days that were the:

1. Craziest

2. Silliest

3. Wtf-iest (moment that made you go wtf/question humanity)

LMAO oh I am more than happy to tell them!! Strap in, cuz I def have a few!

Some of these stories kind of fall into all three categories and mixtures of both, but I'm gonna do my best!

Craziest

would have to be a story that I tell almost every time someone asks me about my time as a game guide cuz it THREW me for a loop.

Okay so, my workplace would offer group deals for companies looking to do 'team building exercises'. We have four themed rooms, so all four would be blocked off for their entire company to split up into. This was absolute chaos cuz our place was s m a l l and every time these events happened, it was damn near elbow to elbow.

Anyways, we had an insurance company come in to do the rooms and I was tasked with guiding them through our basketball themed room. This room had two hidden rooms separated by doors you had to solve and unlock. Each one even had its own TV too.

My team comprised of all women and they were pretty quiet, so I had to give them some extra nudges, but otherwise they did well and at the end, really got into the spirit of things! Sadly tho, they didn't break out so I went in to show them how and boy howdy, this is when things get interesting.

One puzzle you have to complete is this brochure with a cross word puzzle. Many people think you have to use this brochure for the entire game, but that's not true. It's a one and done thing. However, these ladies were CONVINCED it was crucial. Anyways, they handed it off to me and this piece of paper is SOAKED. Like, real soggy and its ripping apart. I'm confused because this is the worst state I've ever seen one of our brochures in. Didn't question it, continued to show them everything and ask if they had a good time.

As I'm ushering them up to the front, one lady approaches me and tells me that she panicked in one of the rooms. See, this room is about the 'rules of basketball' and that someone is running in to steal it and you have to find them before this mysterious thief gets it, so the TVs will periodically do emergency broadcasting beeps and have a panicked basketball player telling you you are their only hope. It DOES indeed get people panicked and makes kids cry at times.

So, she continues to tell me she believed the brochure was the actual Rules of Basketball and needed to hide it where no one could find it. At first, the way she worded it, I didn't quite get it till the whole group was done and gone. MY DUDES, SHE STUFFED THE BROCHURE IN HER PANTS.

She was sweating and this brochure had been stuffed next to her cheeks. As with all rooms, we game guides sit in the back watching and hearing the group to give them clues. I watched these people like a hawk, but she sneaked that brochure down her pants with EASE. So, in conclusion, I had a sweaty ripped brochure covered in booty sweat.

Silliest

I got two stories for this category as they are simply silly and light hearted.

The first one is a big family that also did the basketball room. One of these family members is this little girl, who couldn't be much older then like, 5. The adults were in a tizzy trying to figure out the answer to this puzzle, which was a number combo. It's loud and a lot of members are talking over each other, until I hear this little girl just spit out the answer but NO ONE heard her.

In these rooms, there is a small TV up above where I send clues and when I send one, it'll be beep. So I immediately sent them a message 'the little girl just said it! she said the answer!'. The family reads the clue and immediately, ALL the attention is on this little girl. All the adults are like 'What is it? What did you say??' and the girl is NOT prepared for this attention. She's giggling, smiling shyly and saying 'I don't know! I can't remember!' and the adults are scrambling to figure it out.

So, because the whole family was already SO close to breaking out and technically a member of their party DID say the right answer, I repeated what the little girl said to the group and they got the puzzle. It was really funny and a great time.

What running these rooms have taught me is that kids are VERY good at these escape rooms. They can by pass the bullshit and get to the actual puzzles/answers. They just need an adult to keep them focused, that's their only downside. I had SO many kids blurt out what they think the puzzle is and have adults straight up ignore them. So, I'd take the extra step and tell the adults to listen to their kids.

The second silly story is about a group of four who came to do our Y2K inspired room. This room theme was about how you are stuck at a New Years Eve party and its just about to be the year 2000, but its up to YOU to stop the computers from crashing and the world ending. I liked this one cuz you could listen to early 2000's music while the room ran. I always knew I had 3 minutes remaining in the room once Mambo Number 5 played.

Long story short, this group was struggling with a puzzle and one of them suggested to google the answer. Not sure how they would do that, but regardless, I was about to send them a message to NOT do that.

My worry was totally unwarranted, as another from their team blurted out 'You can't do that!! It's the year 2000, phones don't EXIST YET'. Which had both me and the rest of the group cracking up.

WTF Moments

as much as I loved being a game guide, I did experience a lot of fuckery in the rooms.

There is a reason most of the stuff in escape rooms are bolted down. People WILL try to destroy the room. Usually not intentionally, but some shit heads will try to on purpose, even AFTER you tell them to stop. So, sadly I do have quite a few stories.

I had a group of women come in to do our Civil War themed escape room. This room was all dark except for the lanterns you would use to pick them up and see around the room.

I had one lady yank on the portraits on the walls which I told her they do NOT come off. I told her once, she ignored it and continued. I had told her a second time and she STILL didn't heed it and RIPPED the fucker off the wall. This thing was ANCHORED INTO CONCRETE. I don't know how she did it.

Our cameras weren't the best so through the dark, the talking and everything else, I don't think I knew she did this till I came into the room to find the picture on the ground.

In the hidden room there was a pipe that is attached to the wall but is pretty fragile. This same lady kept grabbing it and pulling it at it, in which I had to tell her multiple times to STOP. She finally did after goading from both me and her team mates (her team mates especially because they were catching on that I was only sending them messages about her messing up the room). I was about to kick them out, but thank god she finally stopped.

Another group, two women, got mad at me for penalizing them for being super tardy (this isn't some unspoken rule, its a common rule at most escape rooms and is both posted on our website AND in the lobby). So, they picked every lock open in the Y2K room, messed up the flow of the puzzles, and in turn, didn't break out (womp womp).

Another group of two, a wife and a husband, did our Y2K room as an anniversary activity. The wife was nothing but smiles and was super excited to play. Her demeanor and attitude did a total 180 once the room started.

The husband got to looking at the walls, the decor, the drawers, etc. and was speaking out loud "hey, i think this might be a clue" "hey, I think this might be a puzzle", so on and so forth. She never really replied to these questions, instead ignored him and looked elsewhere. He then began solving these puzzles on his own and opening things up, which sent her into a TIZZY.

All of a sudden, she is getting pissed. "You've done this before haven't you?" "well how did you get that so fast? you done this before!" just over and over. He continued to deny it and would calmly say 'no, I haven't. I just found this and figured it was a puzzle'.

He gets to the secret room all on his own and now she is SUPER mad. Convinced he did this on his own, she sits herself down on a chair and exclaims 'Well, since you've clearly done this room before, I'll just sit here till your done' and crosses her arms.

Well, this is real fuckin awkward and I have....no idea what to say. I had tried to send freebies, but it didn't seem to help ease the tension nor make her any less pissed.

Toward the end, she did sort of try to help, but it was more like angrily stomping from place to place. At one point, she retorts 'I didn't think you would get it. You usually aren't this smart'.

which gob smacked the hell out of me. Holy jesus. This woman was terrible. I was reeeaaally not looking forward to coming into that room to ask them how things went, but ya know, its part of the job.

That's when her demeanor changed AGAIN. I opened up the door and said 'Oooh I'm sorry you guys didn't make it! Did you have fun tho?' and this woman turned to me, beaming and cheerfully saying 'omg yes it was so much fun! Were we close?' and while I was thankful it wasn't horribly awkward, it had me so incredibly confused. The poor guy was quiet but still very kind with me, but I just felt awful for him. If she was like this in an escape room, how was she like behind closed doors at home??

We also had some racist asshats come into our rooms and we had to kick them out and ban them from ever playing again. I wasn't there when this happened, so I don't have the full deets, but like damn dude.

Honorable Mentions and Other Tidbits

I had a group from Australia come in and give me a little nudge nudge, wink wink to tell me their 'coffee' was definitely not coffee. They were awesome.

I had a group forget my name, so they just called me God to ask for clues

On one of my first couple days of work, I looked away from my group for only a few minutes before discovering they had unscrewed and taken the vent cover off in my room. I never typed so fast in my life to tell them THERE ARE NO CLUES THERE OMG PLEASE DON'T STICK YOUR HAND IN THERE

I wasn't there for this, but my co-worker told me a story of a couple who played the basketball room, only for them to break up half way in. They sat on opposite ends of a bench in silence till time ran out

I had several instances of people getting VERY mad at me for giving them freebies.

A lot of people weirdly just...straight refused to pay attention to the TV where I gave clues. This was a bigger problem then I thought it would be for some reason.

If I had to give any tips on going to an escape room, It'd be this:

Be nice to your game guide. This should be a given, but you'd be surprised the amount of times people would forget I can see and hear them and say nasty things about me. If you are kind, you can get yourself some freebies in crucial moments or, in some super rare cases, even get some time added to your room. They WANT you to break out and are just as excited as you when you make it!

When a game guide asks if you have questions, def ask some! There is NO such thing as a dumb question. Escape rooms in of themselves are weird and not many people even know what they really /are/ or what the goal is. I know I was more than happy to answer them if asked. You'll feel better and do better if you ask.

Definitely get there at least 10-15 minutes early. Most escape rooms require you to sign a waiver and the guide has to go over all the rules before it starts, so it just makes it easier on them to keep their rooms on time. Like I said, most places have time penalties if you are late and that's simply to make sure the schedule doesn't get messed up. If you are lucky and the escape room place is small, like ours, you could get away with it, but there were times where even /we/ had to put our foot down and enact the policy.

Thank you so much for asking Mysc!! ^o^ So so sorry its a HUGE WALL of text lmaooo I tell stories in text just like I do irl -- long winded and too much context. But I freaking LOVE telling my stories from my game guide days. It was such a hoot.

[my-castles-crumbling]

Hey Cas, idk if this matters to the what I'm gonna say because I am not planning this in the slightest but it's talkative mom anon.

My brother's not helping and I don't have anyone else to talk to rn so... is that sad? I feel like that's a bit sad.

(Just a bit of a warning I talk about a relative passing away a lot in this)

Anyway I wanted to vent about this specific thing that I remembered that still makes me so angry.

So basically my grandmother (on my moms side) passed away around 2 years ago. Actually yesterday was her birthday. Anyway, I live abroad and she died before we could get back to the US, so I didn't get to say goodbye. Which crushed me. I was very close to her. She was one of my favorite people ever.

So we went back to the US for the funeral which meant I was missing the first 2 months of school. But instead of letting me take those two months to process my grief my mom made me do school online. Which meant that

1. I was the only person in my entire class that was online and

2. I was doing school from 8 pm to midnight because of time difference. (She only made me do school for half the school day so I should be more grateful 🙄)

Neither her or my dad worked online or otherwise the entire 2 months we were there. I think I remember her making me do school the night of the funeral as well (like wtf).

It didn't help that my dad got an air bnb that was in the basement of a person's house who was living there, on a farm, had cockroaches, was a 30 minute drive from our relatives, and had 2 bedrooms which meant I was sleeping on a pullout. Which is completely fine for a week or 2 but it was 2 months without a room to myself. My bed was right in front of the bathroom so if I was asleep (after midnight because school) my brother would climb on my bed and wake me up to get to the bathroom. Again that was fine. What pissed me off was that as soon as I was awake I was expected to put the pullout away so i didn't inconvenience my parents. If they found me awake and still in bed in the morning then I wasn't allowed a bed anymore and had to put it away.

So I didn't have a room, was being woken up by my brother every night, and wasn't even allowed to lay in bed for 5 extra minutes while doing school until midnight while my parents weren't working at all, all while grieving my grandma I didn't get to say goodbye to.

I would also like to mention that I don't like physical touch from people sometimes and my parents (specifically mom) like to make fun of me for it. And for a year after my grandma died when I told her I wasn't comfortable with hugging right now she would guilt me into hugging her because "I can't hug my mom anymore so you have to hug me" when I was still processing and grieving over my grandmas death.

Sorry for rambling. Again. Thank you, your answer to my last ask was so kind and helpful.

Hi hon!

Honestly, it sounds like your family has a bit of trouble with boundaries and with respecting your needs. I'm so sorry that's happening, I know how invalidating that can feel.

Remember that just people that's happening, it doesn't make your feelings or needs any less real or valid. You also have a right to (respectfully and kindly) say what you need. Because these are adults acting this way, this can be scary and you need to be respectful, but you can say, for example, "This is my body and I have a right to say I don't want a hug right now. It's nothing against you." And then you don't have to feel guilty when your mom reacts negatively. Her feelings are HER problem.

It's okay to set boundaries. It's actually very healthy.

[mando-abs]

Reactions to the Sixth Gun

This is immediately gives me Supernatural vibes and the Resident Evil game with the evil village ppl

“Christ has blessed us with the Samuel colt” lmao

Mr. Krabs??? Clancy is that you????

Bro wtf. These ppl on the tree are so awkward and somehow funny???

It’s only a few minutes in and I have to remind myself that this is a decade old

Drake Sinclair? Oh he’s totes the main character. He got the special hat

BRIMSTONE

Who’s the other handsome fellow???

Oop. That look. (Honestly if a woman in only a robe was in front of me,,,,I wouldn’t trust my eyes either)

Who is this woman anyways??? What’s her deal?

Old pappy gonna die (actually, please die, he looks very miserable)

Go live your horse girl dreams

They gonna burn that old man

Oop. Man down. That was quick

I bet filming with the horses was real fun

Banditos

This girl is trying so hard to be the it girl.

Bro just toss those toxic wood things out the window

Oooo it’s the Colt™️

WTF IS HAPPENING

I stand corrected. Grandpa got possessed moves.

Oh her name is Becky? 😭😭😭😭😭😭

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 WHAT IS GOING ON

Ortega “really??? Right in front of my salad???”

It’s like if Lord of the Rings meets Supernatural

Why can’t he pick it up?? Wack. You’re gonna leave the fate of the world to some helpless Becky??? BECKY????

Oh her mother died. Big deal Becky, we’ve heard it all before.

Yes we need the story bc this doesn’t make sense

Why not 7 like the deadly sins for each gun. Now that would make sense.

Oooo prophecy. Okay. But why only flashes??? What good is a prophecy when you only see flashes while holding a gun??? Presumably in battle??? Wack. Some power

I think they started off too strong now it’s just kinda meh. I need this weirdness to be in my face 24/7 to be enjoyable

Waking up by eagle like everyone did in the civil war. Murica

FUCKIN BECKY

Why are they such creeps lmao let Becky drink her dirt water

Don’t do it Becky

Ooooo the sexy woman has a gun. Is that why she serves cunt all the time??? Is that the cunt gun?

why is Mr. Krabs kept in the box?

Oop nother gun

Missy is her name!!!

The box is a womanizer

Oh is it not Clancy Brown??? My bad. Could’ve sworn from the voice

I like the bookkeeper dude. The only voice of reason so far but not beneath him to get involved in shenanigans

“Two guys showed up” no shit Sherlock

Why does this main character Sinclair know everything???

Bro just get a crowbar

PINKERTONS 🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢 bootlickers!!!

Fuckin Becky

Oh lawd he runnin

Wait wtf was that. Why can’t he pick up the gun??? Is it a familial thing?

Or maybe the gun doesn’t take kindly to bootlickers

They know the lore too??? Was I just not paying attention?

Bro they full on sex dungeoned Becky

This show was made by a man I can feel it. That’s why I get Supernatural vibes. I can smell the misogyny laced in

The hard rock music 😭😭😭😭

Oh she a hag. Rapunzel gun

This gun shows you when you get laid

TERMITES 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

Wow. I learned nothing. I can see why this was never picked up. This show suffered from tried too hard- itis

[andvys]

BESTIE ANDY?!! WTF CHAPTER 4 IS BY FAR MY FAVORITE CHAPTER. READER IS FUCKING HEAD OVER HEELS FALLING IN DEEP LOVE WITH EDDIE AND I CANT WAIT FOR HER TO REALIZE! I know she at least likes him or thinks he’s handsome but when she realizes that what she is feeling is love?!! HOLY SHIT

Her hating the no kissing rule 😭 she’s so cute lmao who would’ve thought she was gonna be the one hating that rule 😂 Also Eddie making that rule to not date anyone else or sleep with anyone else 😢 and reader saying the same goes for him. As if they would betray each other 🥹 Also, I love the little time jump from when they were making the rules to when they were at the garage! The moment in between was so cute in my head, just imagining them. Also pls not Eddie and Reader going at it like rabbits 24/7 LOL love that for them. How can they not fall in love when they treat each other like they are the most delicate beings in the world

Please I was not expecting that kiss at the end in front of everyone! IN FRONT OF STEVE. Argyle my man really is Eddie and Reader’s #1 shipper. BUT IN FRONT OF STEVE?! AND IT WAS READER WHO INITIATED IT!!! YES QUEEN! Fuck Steve. He had the audacity to feel hurt and betrayed by reader after he put her through the same and worst through so many years!!!! Finally getting a test of how reader must feel. Probably worse since it’s Eddie his best friend she’s kissing! I bet it grinds his gears so much that it was Eddie she kissed and the fact that he already knew they had some type of connection established already!😈😈 and the fact that Eddie deepened the kiss and she went as far as putting her arms around his neck to put even more emotion into the kiss. Showing everyone she was enjoying it! And then Steve’s side candy instigating it more by saying Eddie used to look at her with this certain in look in class😭

Please I need Steve to find out they fucked on his car hood or something 🤭🤭 LMFAO WAIT when he realizes the hickey’s Eddie had were from reader🤣🤣🤣 or when he remembers Eddie told him “you wouldn’t like the answer” 😭🤣 he’s gonna be livid!

But omg YES TO THE PREQUELS! I need one of Reader checking out Eddie before they EVER started hooking up and he catches her! Or one of Eddie and Reader at some party in between those two months. Of them being in each others personal space, kissing or not it’s up to you, and Steve sees that they’re a little too close and he is not suspicious but at the same time he’s like ??? Wtf?? Cause it’s his best friend and “his” girl or whatever he thinks🤭🤭

BESTIE CHAPTER 4 IS MY FAVE SO FAR CANT WAIT FOR 5!!!

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OMG THAT MAKES ME SO HAPPY 😭 (ngl I wasn't very satisfied with the way this chapter turned out and I ended up changing it up a few times but I'm so happy that you like this so much!)

She is definitely falling for him and she is falling hard! They have found each other and Eddie wants no one else but her, now she only needs to realize that she is in love with him🥺 I'm glad you liked the time jump, I should definitely write a few drabbles about their moments during that time!

Hehe, that kiss caught everyone off guard huh? She's gonna realize more about her feelings for him in the next part! But there will definitely be some drama with Steve! He is hurt and angry and he feels betrayed by both of them. Eddie is his best friend and he literally just talked to him about how he wants to marry her but..... 🤭 he won't react kindly to their kiss......

And omg, I love these ideas! I definitely wanna write some prequels for before they started their fwb thing but also this!

I'm so glad that you liked it so much 🥺

[reilleclan-blog]

I liked this shot even though it was a bit dark

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Below is a detailed adhd filled description of my morning. Yes I "yap" ie I fucking talk cause this is my fucking blog if that bothers u kindly scroll, ty. Also I heavily hate the term "yapping" if u say that to someone cause they are talking about something they are passionate about , fuck u. I have anxiety just thinking I annoy anyone I interact with and now u tell me I'm "yapping" when u didn't even have to interact at all

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So I work part time helping senior citizens, not to taxing work but it is when I'm mentally ill, have ptsd and just self diagnosed adhd-autistic so I have a hard time being positive and/or wanting to work when I'm physically exhausted. Either way I went to work(oh yeah I stayed up super late cause I couldn't fall asleep) I have a headache but I'm like "we usually chill so today SHOULD BE FINE" even though, I don't ever really relax cause this isn't my house but working has been a decent escape. And we usually watch movies after I've thrown out garbage and washed dishes. And there was a movie from Friday that we hadn't finished but I didn't really care for finishing it so I decided to put in a comedy "parks and rec" this man is still getting dressed so I'm watching the show. He comes out of his room just walking around, turning off lights, going in and out of his room, and even opening the front door all b/c he didn't want to watch the show I put on.

And to be frank I don't think I would've cared if he had already said he wanted to watch something, I usually change my mind but.. anyways he passive aggressively takes a movie and puts it next to my movie case. Then continues to walk around this small ass apartment like a weirdo(omg it's his apartment) it's just weird we usually watch the show together but he didn't want to watch my show so bad that he'd rather give himself random ass "tasks" until I asked is he "expecting someone" then like a child he goes "I DONT WANNA WATCH THISSSSS" and I felt hella offended b/c he's the same man saying it's ok to watch what I wanted... so I'm just like ok..... so what. Then he says "I thought u were gonna put the other movie on.." as if I can't change my mind.. like this is genuinely why I don't really trust men relatively ever. This man is sounding like a whole little kid cause something he could watch at whatever time whenever wasn't playing.

And honestly he starts walking around the apartment again b/c for the life of him he can't bother to try and watch a show I brought. I was just like do u want me to leave b/c he's genuinely doing the fucking most and I didn't have time to get into a petty argument on a fucking Monday about a movie when I stay there for like 2 fucking hours. Like ur doing wayyyy too much sir. Anyways I just left early b/c that genuinely creeped me out and it was way too early for this petty ass baby shit... GENUINELY wtf is wrong with ppl.. like he takes a ton of meds so I didn't want to be "rude" about his certain "behaviors" but like that was just so weird. And it's not the first time he's done weird ass shit. But that was the time he really was rude... anyways yeah. I feel like if I explained this to a friend over the phone they would laugh and be like what the fuck is wrong with him.. yeah that was my morning and getting to his place I have to take a bus then walk like 10 blocks💀(on a bus full of ppl not masking and a guy cat called me when I was walking to my JOB) so I mean I still get my hours but wtf ..

[hellmouth-manor]

mixing of cliques || body reaction

The funny thing about friendship was that it was oftentimes something you felt creeping up on you when you didn’t expect it. Sure, you could like someone, and you could want to be their friend, but it wasn’t some obvious, glaring thing that just appeared in front of you and proclaimed itself as there. 

Minami was a good person. She was the kind of person who Arisa had seen be eaten alive by the world for no reason other than it felt like it, and she had shoved more than one of those good people down into its maw for no reason other than she felt like it. 

The other woman was, at first, vexing. She didn’t understand how she could be sorted into the same sin as Arisa had while not even knowing what a sugar scrub was. She was abrasive, a bit crude, rough around the edges, and basically everything that Arisa would describe herself as the opposite of.

[♫♫♫]

It hadn’t lasted for long.

She’d brought to their lounge a stack of photos that Arisa, years ago, had shoved into the back of her closet and refused to look at in an effort to quash the existence of that smiling girl on them all for the sake of the boy beside that girl. It had been impossible to keep her mouth shut when prompted, excitedly bragging about the young boy as though she had any right. 

The three letters on the back were difficult to ignore, though. So, for the first time in three years, Arisa said her name to someone other than her own broken reflection in her bathroom’s mirror.

“It’s ‘Arisa.’ You can call me that, if you want.”

“…If you want, you can call me Minami, then.”

The company was easy, even in spite of their differences. She’d expected it to be a lot rockier with, well, just about everything about her, but it never seemed like Minami really cared about all of that. Not a single bit of it. She was aware of her caustic and acidic personality, and she just went with it. It was nice, being treated kindly by someone so good without the expectation that she earned that kindness through being “better.”

It was fun to just be able to talk with someone so completely different from her without judgment. Well, about the big things. She’s certain there had been a few moments where minor things got a raised eyebrow.

“u should let me teach u how 2 slay. as thanks 4 the makeover during truth or dare 💗”

“What

I M not slaying shit whats wrong with U”

“wtf r u talking abt

o

wait no not like that lol

like slayful”

But Arisa would have never called them friends. It would be presumptuous of someone like her to call herself friends with someone like Minami–someone who she could so easily ruin, just like she had every other good person whose life she’d entered without a single care for their wellbeing. So, no. They weren’t friends. 

Until, that is, it turned out they were.

Miserable and left alone in a miasma of guilt and self-castration, Arisa had been jolted from the confinement she subjected herself to after Olwin’s death by a firm knocking on her door and concerned words from one of the very people she was trying to lock out to protect. When a door wasn’t enough to stop her and words didn’t seem to be doing much of anything at all and Minami continued to ask after her, she’d finally let the truth tumble from her lips.

(cw: self-loathing)

“It should have been me. People won’t miss me, but people will miss him.”

“I don’t know where you got that idea, but we’re friends, ain’t we?”

It turned out they had been friends. A miserable person like her had become friends with someone as bright, strong, and inspirational as Minami, even if the other woman obviously didn’t see it that way. Every attempt Arisa made to emphasize to the other woman just how good she was fell flat. She hoped to one day be able to make her see herself in the way that she knew everyone else here saw her.

Arisa didn’t need someone to mother her or take care of her. She didn’t look to Minami for guardianship or as a protector. She looked to her as her friend. Honestly, one of her best friends. Ever. Period.

If you had told Arisa she’d feel that way about a forty-five year old mother of one mechanic who drank shitty American beer and told jokes even dads would groan at, she would have told you that you were out of your mind.

But she did.

And now, she’s dead.

A flicker of a memory long-buried scratches at the back of her mind. The life of a good person slipping through Arisa’s fingers while she’s incapable of doing anything. There had been nothing she could do then, and there had been nothing she could do now. Now, she was forced to watch her friend take her final breaths in front of her and die.

She stares for several, long moments, feeling bits of herself leave with each scratchy exhale, but she drags in new feelings alongside oxygen on each inhale. 

She’s mad. Angry. Furious. She finally understands that sin called Wrath in the way she feels a fire fill her, making her hands shake and her lungs shiver. Arisa craves that feeling of unrestrained violence, she wants to make it so that whoever did this begs the hostesses to drag them away with their stupid little magic circle and their meaningless execution. She wants to feel their blood on her fist the way she used to feel it when someone got too close to her and Mitsugi.

Arisa couldn’t protect any of her loved ones from anyone, but she could make the world pay for taking another good person away.

(Without this rage, there would be that same nothing that Minami had to drag her from weeks ago. Minami is not here. No one is here. Almost all of her friends have been damned, leaving her alone as she’s used to.

Grief is not an unfamiliar fabric to Arisa, but it is one she can’t afford to put on right now. Not while there’s work to be done.)