#ALSO STOP WITH THE THING YOU FUCKING DING DONGS

[rainbowroadonsteroids]

In light of the new Velma series

[thewoolyworm]

Hi there. DingDong requested that people stopped making call out posts like this as he doesn't want to continuously be dragged back into this anymore. He just wants to be left alone and make his games in peace. Here's the entire thread on his Twitter instead of just the one screenshot.

And here's the final vod on his twitch if you want a clearer idea of the situation without using chopped up versions of a five hour stream.

He's stated multiple times that any of the people he named were not the people dealing the worst of the abuse. All of this happened nearly seven years ago and anything done now is either performative or too little too late.

If you actually care about the victim and aren't just using him as a way to slam game grumps, please respect his wishes. And if you want to support Ding Dong and Julian in a way that actually helps them, please check out their patreon at Wan Wan Games. They're working really hard on their game Tough Bippy and if it seems like something you'd be interested in, why not become a patron?

Gay employee mistreated during the making of Dream Daddy, Arin Hanson and the Game Grumps as a whole did nothing to protect him and even contributed to it

mod nba’s note: this is being posted anonymously for OP, with some editing from me.

WARNING: This post and its provided links contain mentions of doxxing, homophobia, child abuse, conversion therapy, and suicide

Basically, Arin Hanson was profiting off of Dream Daddy for a quick buck while one of the two gay then employees (DingDong, the other one was his boyfriend) got blacklisted, doxxed, outed to his homophobic family, and Arin Hanson’s company attempted to hide his suicide attempt.

While DD has only mentioned Arin directly, it’s worth considering that Dan did not seem to intervene to defend either DD or Julian (more people other than Arin were at fault, but those were unnamed by DD).

A direct source from DD and Julian themselves will be linked at the bottom of the post. The content of this post provides some background to contextualize their words better.

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[martha-oi]

•°Captain Syverson°•

°• @sillyrabbit81 •°All her works are amazing!°•

Even If You Don't Mean It •° this one started it all for me♥️°•

Pulled in line

Riding high

Cure for boredom - Cure for boredom part two

Work then play

Pink or black

Close shave

Sy loves quickies

Attached

And so much more

Girls' night needs

Lookout

Candy cane

Blood hound

Wrapped

Cotton tail

Curious inspired by this

Fuse

°• @littlefreya •°is one of my favorite also°•

Lines in the sand

Feral collision part one - Feral collision part two

Shades of Green

Bring it on

Captain cunnilingus

Let me in - Set me free

Waking up the beast

The Captain and the Maiden

Knockers

Florist Sy

Salt & Iron

Buns in the oven

Kiss me in slow motion

Cosy

Tough luck

The beast

Home sweet home

Peach pie

Husband's duty

Pictures of you

°• @angryschnauzer •°

No I in team

Bubbles

By The Waning Crescent Moon

°• @shewriteswhenthewordscome •°

Gray sweatpants season

Returning the favor

Smutbomb

Reading is FUNmental

°• @raccoon-eyed-rebel •°

What's the occasion?

°• @feralrunaway •°

Lower

Yrsa

The predictament

°• @loganbcrnes •°

you are the bane of my existence and the object of my desire

°• @delicate-moon-princess •°

The night of many firsts

°• @wolvesandhoundshowltogether •°

Kissed by fire 🔥

Pearls

A girl chest friend

Of beard and ranks

Good ol' boy

Dog tags

°• @mayloma •°

Sweet things

°• @viking-raider •°

Sy's therapy barn

°• @geralts-yenn •°

Bonfire - Something like that

Dad Sy

°• @augustsprincess •°

Plenty of room

°• @just-chirpin •°

Eyes that see - night terrors

°• @nashibirne •°

Truck stop - Pick up

°• @doll-r-t •°

A warm italien night with the captain

My sweet peach

A cold tent and a warm captain

My baby bear

°• @capncassas •°

Supply run - Twinkies, Ho-Ho's and Ding Dongs

Pretty as a peach °• this one is🔥😩•°

Box truck surprise

°• @gummydummy19 •°

Spanking - the do over

Balance

°• @princess-of-riviaa •°

No strings

What a man

Wet dreams

My Captain - your sergeant

°• @scorpiobitch95 •°

Sugar and the bull

Namaste

Hoodie love

Magenta

°• @mrsarnasdelicious •°

Touch starved

Overseas hero

°• @followyoursecretsmutblog •°

Mine

°• @thelastsock •°

He very much gives a fuck

Handprints on the glass

°• @hertzwritings •°

Yes professor

°• @zealoushound •°

A dose of serotonin

Watermelon sugar

°• @witchersmistress •°

Bite me Sy

[k-germsworld]

Vacation

Sowon x M!reader

Double penetration

1.6k words

One day, Sowon goes on a trip to Thailand to relax. But in fact, she wanted to come to Thailand to see if she could find any special event there.

When Sowon arrived in Thailand, she hurried to take a taxi to the hotel. When you come to a tropical country, you must swim to cool off the heat. So Sowon changed into her swimsuit.

Sowon took photos of her most beautiful moments while sitting under a sun lounger by the pool. A man sitting on the side saw this beautiful woman and wanted to strike up a conversation, but he looked carefully and found that she was Sowon. The boy shyly tried to say hello to Sowon. "Hi, Sowon ssi. I'm Paul from Malaysia. I've been supporting you since you were Gfriend. By the way, are you traveling alone?" Sowon also replied politely to Paul. "Thank you for your support. Yes, I am traveling by myself, how about you?" "I am traveling with a friend of mine." Sowon nodded with a smile. Sowon kept his eyes on Paul's figure and his slightly bulging trousers. Sowon noticed Paul's pants and noticed that Paul was starting to get an erection. Sowon knew that Paul had an erection because of her. After a simple conversation, Sowon would like to invite Paul to her room tonight for a meal and chat. Just when Paul wanted to agree, Paul's friend came over.

"Hey Shawn, I'm here," Paul said to his friend. Shawn walked in their direction. Paul introduced each other to each other, but Shawn didn't listen to what Paul was saying at all, he only heard this beautiful woman named Sowon. Because the moment Shawn saw Sowon, his eyes began to squint at Sowon's Body. Sowon didn't mind Shawn looking at her body, because Sowon was also looking at Shawn's body. Sowon looked at Shawn's figure up and down, and told Paul that he could also bring his friends over to have a meal and chat tonight. Just after Paul shyly agreed to Sowon's invitation, Sowon left.

"Eh.... Paul, Sowon is so beautiful and has such a hot body!! If I could, I would love to know how horny Sowon would be in bed. I really want to fuck Sowon!!! Don't you want to, Paul?" Shawn Said.

"Don't talk nonsense, she is an idol, not just someone casually." Paul retorted. Not long after the two quarrelled, the time also ushered in the evening.

In the evening

"Ding dong..." The doorbell at the door of the hotel room rang. As soon as she opened the door, the beautiful Sowon stood in front of them. Sowon is wearing sexy black lace lingerie. The sexy lingerie showed Sowon's body very sexy, and the lingerie held up Sowon's tits very big, and it also made Sowon's feet very long.

Sowon woke up the two who were fascinated by her figure, "Have you seen enough? Come in!"

After being reminded by Sowon, the two men who came back to their senses followed Sowon's footsteps and entered the room. Entering the room, Paul observes the whole room, which is very beautiful and bigger than the room he booked himself. Shawn didn't care how beautiful this room was, because the most beautiful thing for Shawn was Sowon. Shawn's eyes never left Sowon after he stepped into the room. Shawn kept looking at Sowon's ass shaking from walking and her beautiful long legs. It can be said that Shawn's mind is now thinking about how to fuck Sowon.

Although Sowon invited them to her room to have dinner and chat together, Paul noticed that there was no food on the table. Just when Paul wanted to ask, Sowon said, "Do you want to fuck me?" Paul was startled by Sowon's words. Paul doesn't want to fuck Sowon out of respect since he's always been a Sowon fan. Instead, Shawn couldn't wait to take off his pants, because he wanted to fuck Sowon from the moment he saw Sowon in the morning. Right now for Shawn.

Paul has been trying to stop Shawn from doing this, but Shawn is already trapped in Sowon's body. Shawn's hands went from tits to waist, and from waist to pussy. Shawn's cock hardened as he touched Sowon. Of course Sowon didn't miss the chance, and Sowon's hand started to touch Shawn's fully erect cock.Sowon's slender fingers touched his thick cock, and Shawn felt great. Afterwards, Sowon knelt down and started giving Shawn a blowjob.

When Paul watched Sowon blowjob Shawn, Paul's cock was already erect, but because he liked Sowon so much, he didn't feel any lust at all. Shawn saw that Paul was still in a daze, so he brought Sowon to Paul. Sowon also wisely took off Paul's pants. Paul's fully erect cock was displayed in front of Sowon. Sowon took Paul's cock in his mouth without hesitation. And Shawn watched Sowon's mouth already blowjob Paul, so he thrust his cock into Sowon's pussy from behind. Now two men are stuffing both of Sowon's holes. Since Shawn just wanted to fuck Sowon, when he fucked her hole, he thrust very hard, causing Sowon to make frequent lustful moans while sucking Paul. With Paul's lewd eyes and sexy moans as he watched Sowon suck him, Paul couldn't care less about respect. Paul's sensuality completely overwhelmed his rationality now, and he started fucking Sowon too. Paul put his hand on Sowon's head and began to move his cock back and forth to thrust Sowon's mouth. Paul also finally experienced Sowon's powerful blowjob skills.

Sowon looked at Shawn who was masturbating, she motioned for Shawn to come over to her side. After Shawn heard this, he walked up to Sowon. Sowon kissed Shawn and started to help Shawn masturbate. Sowon is now sandwiched between two men, Shawn kissing her in the front and her hand helping Shawn masturbating; Paul in the back is fucking Sowon for his final sprint, and his hand is still in the touching Sowon's tits. After Paul fucks a few more times, he cums a lot of cum in Sowon's pussy. After Paul got his cock out of Sowon's pussy, Shawn quickly pushed Sowon onto the bed. They were still kissing passionately. Shawn put Sowon's legs on his shoulders to get better access to Sowon's G-spot. Every thrust of Shawn can hit Sowon's G-spot, which makes Sowon feel very good.

Shawn felt Sowon's pussy was so tight while fucking Sowon, causing him to cum inside Sowon not long after. Sowon wanted to stop Shawn from cumming inside, but his mouth was fucked by Paul's cock, so he couldn't stop him in time. After Shawn cums for the first time, he sits on the bed and rests. After Paul also stopped fucking her mouth, he walked behind Sowon and put his dick into her pussy from behind. Since Shawn had just creampied Sowon, Sowon's pussy was filled with Shawn's hot semen. And the hot cum made Sowon's pussy extra wet, so it was very easy for Paul to thrust deep inside.

Paul's restless hand began to touch Sowon's very hot body until he touched Sowon's tits. Paul freed Sowon's tits from the constraints of her pajamas. Paul's hands kept ravaging Sowon's tits and teasing Sowon's nipples. Paul's frenzied behavior got Shawn's cock hard again when he should have been tired. Shawn masturbates while watching his friend fuck Sowon. Sowon moaned loudly with every thrust of Paul's.

And Paul didn't just sit around and wait any longer, he put Sowon's hand on his cock and let Sowon stroke Paul's dick. Soon, Sowon squirted. Shawn stopped thrusting and let Sowon completely shoot out her squirts. Sowon's squirt drenches the hotel bed and Shawn's cock unsurprisingly holds Sowon's squirt. Both Shawn and Paul started putting the cock in front of Sowon. Sowon also gave them both blowjobs without any fatigue. Shawn's cock was full of Sowon's urine smell. Although Sowon was a little concerned at first, she didn't mind so much after giving Shawn a blowjob. While Sowon is giving a blowjob with her mouth, she'll be touching the other's cock with her hand. Sowon is so skillful making both of them want to cum very quickly. Before long, Paul and Shawn are about to cum, and they start taking where they want to cum. Paul aimed his cock at Sowon's horny face and stroked it quickly. Finally, a load of cum shot from Paul's cock onto Sowon's face. Shawn, on the other hand, aimed at Sowon's body. Shawn cummed so much that in addition to Sowon's body, even Sowon's tits had Shawn's cum. Sowon licked both of their cocks clean to repay them both for giving her so much cum. Although it was said to help lick it clean, Sowon got them to cum again. This time both of them cum in Sowon's mouth.

The two of them fucked Sowon all night and both of them cummed 4 times or more. Sowon lay limp on the bed, while Paul and Shawn had already returned to their room. Sowon's body was covered with their semen, and a lot of semen flowed out of her pussy. There was also a little semen coming out of the corner of the mouth. If you smell Sowon carefully, you will smell the sweat and semen all over Sowon.

[cre8inghavoc]

What are Friends For?

PT. 4

Status: ongoing!!

Updates: no set date.

WC: 2462

Pairing: megumi fushiguro x FEM!reader

Genre/Warnings:[18+] Characters are aged up. This story contains toxic boyfriend, cursing, name calling, self-doubt/hate, angst, breaking up, post-breakup, alcohol, drunk moments, new friends, dating!au, college!au, no curses!au, dark humour, dark jokes. SMAU.

Recap: 

"I should go, you need to rest," he says softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

"No..." you murmur, pleadingly.

"Please stay..." your voice trails off, barely audible.

"I think you're too drunk, angel," he responds, his tone tinged with uncertainty and a hint of amusement.

"Please..." you urge once more. 

He knows deep down that you're not in the right state of mind to make decisions, but he’s also aware that being alone in your current state isn't safe.

"Okay..." he relents, his voice softening as he gazes at you with a mixture of concern and admiration.

"I'll stay..."

You wake up, squinting at the digital numbers on your nightstand: 3:21 am.

You massage your temples to ease the lingering headache. The alcohol from last night still has its grip on you, but it's not too bad. Surprising how much of a lightweight you've become after a year of sobriety.

Turning over, you realize you're alone in bed and take a moment to evaluate the situation. How did you even end up back in your room? Maybe Maki helped you, but then again, she’d usually change you into your pajamas. Wait... why are you wearing a sweater over your dress… that sweater is not yours?

A familiar scent fills the air, bringing a rush of memories flooding back. Oh no... could he still be here? Did he leave while you were asleep? Did you make things awkward? Wait... Weren't you two just about to... you know, kis-

Ding Dong

The sudden ring of the doorbell jolts you upright in bed, snapping you out of your overthinking spiral. Who could possibly be at the door at this hour? Was it him? No, that wouldn't make sense. Why would he leave only to come back? Unless he came for his sweater, but then he wouldn't be able to lock the door behind him. Or maybe it was your friends, checking in on you. Shaking off your worries, you make your way downstairs.

As you approach the door, all thoughts of him leaving disappear when you see a tall boy with messy black hair, dressed in a black t-shirt and sweatpants, standing inside. But something catches you off guard... he's talking to someone. Intrigued, you move closer, only to be met with a sight that makes your heart plummet: your ex.

Your stomach churns at the sight of him. What on earth was he doing here? Didn't you make it crystal clear that it was over between you two?

You step towards the stranger you had only just met yesterday, still unaware of his name. For now, you mentally dub him Mystery Boy. You're about to step in front of him to confront your ex, but he stops you. His hand extends, motioning for you to stay put, though he doesn't even glance in your direction. It's as if he sensed your intentions before you even made a move, positioning himself in front of you as if to shield you from harm.

"Who the hell are you? And what are you doing in my girlfriend's house?" he shouts angrily.

The “mystery boy” remains unfazed, his tone devoid of any urgency or concern. "Ex-girlfriend," he corrects, almost casually.

Recognition flickers across your ex's face. "Oh, it's you. The guy from yesterday," he sneers.

"Wow, y/n. I always knew you were a fucking slut. Less than 24 hours and you're already sleeping with this dude. Pathetic."

You feel a surge of anger at his words.

"Hypocrite," the mystery boy retorted, his voice cutting through the tension.

"The hell did you just say?" Your ex's eyes narrow dangerously.

"You're a hypocrite, do you feel proud saying insults like that? You're the one who cheated on her with girls you probably met within 10 minutes. But go ahead, keep projecting your insecurities. It only shows how ignorant and shallow you truly are."  he asserts, his voice steady despite the rising tension.

You stare at him, taken aback by his unexpected defence. How could someone speak so calmly in the face of such aggression? He may appear indifferent, but his actions speak otherwise. He wouldn't have intervened if he truly didn't care. But why? What's his motive? Why is he still helping you, repeatedly?

"You belong to me. You'll come back to me, or else I'll make your life a living hell, you hear me?" Your ex's angry words pierce the air before he storms off, leaving a trail of tension in his wake.

Your mystery boy closes the front door and turns to you, his expression unchanged.

"Are you okay?" he asks in that same unflappable tone.

"Why did you do that?" you inquire, curiosity lacing your words.

"Do what?" he replies, his tone tinged with confusion.

"You know what..." you trail off, frustration seeping into your voice.

"Why are you defending me? This is the second time," you press, a hint of anger in your tone.

"You're welcome?" he responds, seeming puzzled by your reaction.

"No, I mean yes! Thank you! I didn't mean to sound ungrateful. I just..." you pause, releasing a frustrated sigh. "Why? Why are you helping me? You don't even know me, and I still don't know your name!"

"Fushiguro," he says again, his tone still nonchalant.

"What?" you ask, baffled by his response.

"Megumi Fushiguro. My name," he states calmly.

"Oh..." you respond, absorbing his name in the quiet of the room.

Silence envelops the space for a few moments before you gather the courage to speak again.

"Megumi... Why are you hel-" you begin, but he cuts you off before you can finish your sentence.

"I don't think anyone deserves to be treated like they're worthless, especially someone who is kind, respectful, and selfless," he interrupts, his tone firm.

"But how do you even know I am those things... you don't really know me," you counter, feeling a mix of embarrassment and curiosity.

"You're right, I don't know you. But I've always been good at observing people, and just within 24 hours of meeting you, I already have a sense of the type of person you are," he replies confidently.

A rush of heat floods your cheeks, causing you to blush profusely. Why does the room suddenly feel so warm? His words may not be much, but they have an intense effect on you. You can't help but smile at his sincerity, his gaze, his... oh no. "WAIT! WHAT. No No No No No No No. Stop it, Y/n! What the hell are you thinking? You basically just met the guy! Stop it. Oh my god- WHY is my heart beating so fast? CAN IT STOP!" You mentally scold yourself, overwhelmed by the rush of confusing emotions flooding your brain, leaving you feeling anxious and flustered.

"Angel!" Megumi's voice breaks through your internal chaos, his hand resting gently on your shoulder to grab your attention, having repeated your name three times before.

"Huh? What happened?" you ask, bewildered by the sudden change in atmosphere.

He chuckles softly to himself. "I asked if you feel safe staying here still."

"Oh... um..." you stammer, feeling a wave of shyness wash over you.

"To be honest... not really. I didn't expect him to come here again, especially this late... I'm kind of scared that he might return. He has a way of being persistent, and I fear he won't stop until he gets what he wants," you admit, meeting his gaze with uncertainty.

"Well, that settles it," he declares, taking hold of your wrist gently and leading you out of your house.

"Wait- what are you doing?!" you protest, confusion evident in your voice.

He guides you to his car and opens the door for you. As you settle into the passenger seat, he closes the door gently before getting into the driver's seat and starting the engine.

"Megumi... where are we going?" you inquire, taken aback by his sudden actions.

"We're going to my place. It's clearly not safe for you to stay here, at least not right now. And I won't always be here to protect you, so it's better if we go to my place. He won't be able to find you there," he explains matter-of-factly.

Again, he delivers this statement with such casualness! You can't help but wonder if that's just his nature.

"I- oh... okay. But... my clothes?" you realize, concern lacing your words.

"Oh... you can borrow mine for tonight," he offers without hesitation.

As you pull up to Megumi's house, you're struck by its size and convenient location. Settled near various amenities like grocery stores, schools, and malls, the neighbourhood exudes a sense of comfort and accessibility. The houses, including Megumi's, are impressive, each having its own unique charm.

Megumi steps out of the car and swiftly opens the door for you before you even have the chance to do it yourself. "What a gentleman," you think to yourself, appreciating the small gesture of respect. Stepping inside, you're greeted by photo frames showcasing Megumi and two other individuals. His friends, perhaps? Megumi guides you through the house, giving you a quick tour of the living room on the left and the kitchen to the right, before leading you upstairs.

As you follow, you notice four rooms lining the hallway, one of which is slightly open, offering a glimpse inside. "You have siblings?" you ask, curiosity.

"Mmm?" Megumi turns to you, following your gaze to the partially open door of one of his roommates' rooms. "Oh, no. I have two roommates who also happen to be my best friends," he explains. "Speaking of which, they might be returning from the club soon, so don't be startled if you see two or more people coming in," he adds with a chuckle.

"Two or more? I thought you only had two roommates," you question, puzzled by his statement.

"Well, they went to meet up with some other friends at the club, and one of them mentioned they might crash here tonight, so it's going to be a full house," he clarifies.

You nod in understanding as you both enter his room. He flicks on the light, revealing a sleek black and grey theme that somehow doesn't surprise you. And then, resting on his bed, you spot the two dogs that accompanied him on your fateful encounter, the same dogs that were there when Megumi helped rescue you from your toxic ex.

"Omg hi babies!!!!" you exclaim excitedly as you rush to Megumi's bed and gently pet his dogs. They respond with equal enthusiasm, licking your hand as if they've known you forever. Megumi watches with amusement, noting how quickly his dogs have taken to you. It's a sight he hasn't witnessed before; usually, it takes them at least three weeks to warm up to new people, even with his own roommates.

"They like you," he remarks with a chuckle, appreciating the sight of you smiling.

"Of course they do!!! Why wouldn't they?" you reply, your excitement palpable.

"Aren't you two such good boys! Wait, they're boys right??" you ask, turning to Megumi for confirmation.

"Yes, both boys," he confirms, a small smile playing on his lips as he leans against the door frame, arms crossed.

"I'll leave you in here. You can wear whatever you want from my closet, I'll sleep on the couch," he announces, preparing to leave the room.

"Wait! Megumi..." you interject, stopping him in his tracks.

He turns around to face you, waiting for you to speak.

"I'm not really tired anymore... you think we can watch a movie or something?" you ask hopefully.

A smile spreads across his face as he nods in agreement, then exits the room, giving you privacy to change.

You take your time selecting an outfit from Megumi's closet, settling on a cozy dark blue sweater and some slightly oversized sweatpants. With a bit of adjustment, they fit you comfortably. Once dressed, you head downstairs to find Megumi already setting up a movie and placing down popcorn.

"Omggg I love popcorn," you exclaim, unable to contain your excitement as you settle down on the couch beside him, perhaps a little closer than strictly necessary... Maybe it was intentional...

You tuck your phone away after reassuring your worried friends with a quick message, informing them that you're fine and simply spending the night at a friend's house.

"You ready? Hope you don't get too scared from horror movies," Megumi asks, glancing at you with a hint of amusement.

"Are you kidding? I love them!!! I mean, they can be scary, but I'll manage," you reply with a giggle.

He nods and starts the movie, and before you know it, you're engrossed in the suspenseful plot unfolding on the screen. Twenty minutes in, you suddenly realize that you're leaning into Megumi, his arms comfortably wrapping around your shoulders and drawing you closer to him. When did this happen?! How did you not notice sooner? You make a conscious effort to stay still, hoping he doesn't realize the position you've unwittingly found yourself in, secretly relishing the closeness. Being near him makes you feel... safe? Yeah, safe.

Lost in the movie, neither of you notices the front door opening until the lights flicker on in the living room, prompting you and Megumi to quickly turn and see his roommates entering the room.

"MEGUMI?!" his roommates exclaim in shock, their voices echoing through the sudden stillness.

As the shock settles over the room, you and Megumi exchange bewildered glances, realizing the compromising position you were just in. With faces burning red, you quickly move away from each other, both of you visibly flustered. Megumi scratches the back of his neck in embarrassment, his nonchalant demeanour momentarily shaken.

"What are you doing here?" you manage to ask, genuinely shocked and confused by the unexpected reunion.

"No... What are you doing here??" Yuta questions, his confusion mirroring yours.

"I- uh..." you falter, struggling to find an explanation.

"This is the friend you were talking about? You both look more than just friends to me..." Toge observes, his words hanging in the air like an accusation.

"Is this an interrogation?!" you snap back, feeling defensive under their scrutiny.

"Megumi? Why the hell didn't you tell us you had a girlfriend?" Yuji demands, his tone incredulous.

"Not my girlfriend," Megumi states casually, unfazed by the interrogation.

Goddamn, how is he still so nonchalant right now?! You can't help but wonder, feeling a mix of frustration and admiration for his composure.

"Sure doesn't seem like it," Nobara retorts, her annoyance palpable.

"Shut up," Megumi responds curtly, shutting down any further discussion.

Maki, growing impatient with the back and forth, cuts through the tension. "Y/n... What happened?"

You sigh, feeling the weight of their gazes on you. "I- it's a long story... I'll just tell you guys tomorrow when you're all sober."

"Okay... how do you know Megu-" Maki starts to ask before you interject.

"He was the one walking his dog when he saw my ex and I... you know," you explain, your voice trailing off.

"No way. That was him?" Maki's eyes widen in shock as realization dawns on her.

Confusion ripples through the group as they exchange glances, processing the revelation. Then, Maki's words sink in.

"The one that saved her from her toxic ex," she clarifies, her tone tinged with awe.

teehee guyssss this is getting silly :P

im sorry this is a lil short and took so long to writeeee ive been so busy.

but so happy to finally post this :)

also sorry if this a bit rushed

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[lovelyo]

You Can’t Spell Polin Without Colin

Let me be clear. This ain’t a Colin appreciation post. Colin is an entitled, selfish dweeb but even I can see from his POV.

And somehow the Polin fans who swear up and down they love him can’t.

“Colin is a bitch boy”

“Colin stayed mad at Penelope for too long”

“Where’s supportive husband Colin? Where’s Colin ‘My Wife’ Bridgerton?”

“He just needs to forgive her already, get over it!”

This is gonna be a long one.

“Colin is a bitch boy”

That’s a perfect way to invalidate a man’s feelings. Let’s rage about misogyny but talk shit about guys who has feelings 😒. How is he a bitch boy for being upset at someone he loves for lying to him for years, even before they came intimate and when they were just friends.

He was open and transparent with Penelope every step of the way, bared his heart to her, was vulnerable with her and was happy to see that what he wanted was right there in front of him… only for him to find out she’s LW, the person who has been dunking on him and his family, LW whom he loathed. He cried ffs when he found out. The reason that hurt the most wasn’t that she was LW, it’s that she lied to him. She didn't spare a thought that he needed to know about such secrecy i.e, not giving a shit about his feelings. It mirrored exactly what Marina did. (On top of that, he realized that it was her that sent Marina to her doom) She didn’t reciprocate that same vulnerability he did for her and by the end of the season, still chose LW over him and he just had to sit there and take it.

You wanna talk about men not giving a shit about women’s feelings but it’s alright for women to do the same for men in the name of “girlbossing” 🤢

Colin in 2 weeks simmered down about the hurt Penelope has caused him while it took Penelope several months to get over one comment he said about her, which isn’t even detrimental because COLIN DOESN’T OWE PENELOPE A GODDAMN THING! You can’t get mad at someone who doesn’t want to date you. Who do you think you are to even believe you have a claim to someone like they’re a possession. She ghosted him for months over this while he had and did get over lies, shame, and betrayal in, again, a small amount of time. Who’s the bigger whiny bitch?

“Colin stayed mad at Penelope for too long”

Staying mad for too long? He didn’t stay mad long enough! Please contextualize. This man has been in scheming scandals with the Featherington family since season 1 lol. People are forgetting the trauma that he got from the pregnancy scandal, mainly the embarrassment from it being exposed by LW and having the whole ton know his business, which is humiliating as fuck and made him look like a fool(this is why I keep telling you ding dongs to stop saying LW saved the Bridgertons, she did not!) He had to null the engagement with the diamond of the season.

The start of his hatred for LW started from season 1. Colin told Penelope that she should’ve told him to his face about the pregnancy.

“Aschually 🤓☝️, she did try.”

Actually, she did not.

She tried to hint that Marina was still in love with a soldier, not “hey, the misses you trying to spit game at is preggo.” So his friend, knowing this info, instead of telling him the proper information privately to his face as a fricking friend should, printed out his business.

And let’s play devil’s advocate. Ok, Pen told Colin about the pregnancy and Colin didn’t listen. In the same season, we saw Violet do damage control and spinning the rumor windmill to help her daughter get the fuck away from Berbrooke. Penelope knows how supportive and protective the Bridgertons are with each other and also knows how much they like her since she’s friends with Eloise and Colin. Violet would’ve definitely listened, told Colin, and stirred something up to aid the situation.

But nah.

So that happened plus before that scandal came out, LW mocked Daphne for her lack of suitors and said Marina was incomparable, not Daphne. And then the Eloise scandal, all because of LW. Three Bridgertons struck. Even Season 3, LW talked shit about Colin being fake, so Penelope embarrassed him in front of the ton twice. And of course, she had an excuse, “I just wanted the old Colin back!” So you embarrassing him in front of the ton was gonna make him sweet and kind again? 😬

The woman he loves belittled him twice and clearly stands by it 'cause she’s not giving up LW, just not writing it under anonymity. 'So imma acknowledge that I hurt you, the person I love, but I’m not gonna do anything to fix it, but I want you to still support and love me, regardless of what I do,' is essentially what she's saying.

What utter shit, and then we got Pen stans/Polin fans: “Stfu Colin, your angst is ruining my fantasy ship, go kiss, finger, and fuck Penelope already.”

Oh Christ. It’s like whoever doesn’t cater to Penelope deserves the noose.

“Where’s supportive husband Colin? Where’s Colin ‘My Wife’ Bridgerton?”

Where’s supportive wife Penelope? Where’s Penelope ‘I Love You’ Bridgerton? She has declared her love but hasn't really shown it throughout season 3. Show > Tell. Action > Words. With the lies told to him from past to current, this guy undoubtedly has trust issues. How can he believe her? We the viewers saw Pen Hilton pining after Colin through season 1 & 2, but Colin himself doesn't know that she liked him before then. He even said that he thought she wouldn't feel the same about him as he did about her. So when the feeling is finally mutual, Penelope just doesn't do much. It's like she tells him, "I love you" just so he can shut his fucking piehole.

We've seen, despite Colin being upset, him still loving her, wanting her and working through the pain so he can look at Penelope and not immediately think of LW.

"B-B-But, uh, the entrapment comment was too harsh!"

First off, you people act like you have never said mean things to someone out of anger during a fight.

Second, like how you guys say LW is harsh but tells the truth(which is a complete lie, but nothing surprises me anymore with this fandom) that comment was harsh, but he told the truth. She did trap him. While he did ruin her previous proposal, he did chase down her carriage, but right after he proposed, she blabbed to the whole ton the next morning about the engagement(this showed how much the Bridgertons are morons, but I digress). If anything happened, it’d be hard for him to back out without everyone knowing and questioning his honor. It’d be his second time cutting off an engagement and it’d be his 3rd time being humiliated.

He asked if she wanted to be intimate, she immediately said yes. Eloise told her to tell him even before they had sex, but she didn't. Penelope knew Colin hated LW but still agreed to sex before she told him. She didn't even tell him, he had to found out tailing her carriage! So screw you freaks, that comment was well needed for her ass. As said before, Colin has been duped by the Featherington family so him lashing out and saying that is him telling her, 'Prove to me you're not like Marina." (She isn't. She's worse).

"Book!Colin was more supportive!"

Of course he was; LW didn't hurt him, his family, or anyone else. LW wasn't vicious like she is in the show. When Book!Colin found out about LW, him and Penelope were still friends, they weren't engaged, they didn't have sex; Book!Colin didn't hate LW. He was just jelly that Penelope made a legacy own her and he was there still purposeless at age 33(something the show tried to emulate but fell flat in a pile of horse shit). The situation in the show is way worse than what it was in the book. Book!Colin would hate Show!Penelope.

Where was Penelope's support when she saw that he was emotionally damaged by the LW reveal? Where were her attempts to mend the drift when she saw that he wouldn't sleep with her in their marital bed? Where was the comfort when she saw him lying on the couch, mentally worn out? She just passed by him and even suggested leaving in separate carriages. She did not support him when he was at his lowest, his own wife. Now if the show showed Penelope trying to talk to Colin and comfort him and he responded, "Give me more time.”, then fine.

But that didn't happen. He had to be the one to fix the relationship when she was the reason he was depressed. He never considered giving up on her, clearly with him still marrying her and sleeping on the couch they screwed on right outside their room door where he could’ve slept in another room in that huge ass house. He wanted her to try and reconcile but Penelope gave him nothing.

But he’s being too sulky and not supportive enough though Penelope ain’t returning the favor.

We get drowned with LW drama with the Polin fans admonishing Colin for not being a proper pet to Penelope.

Isn't this show named Bridgerton? What in the fresh hell?

He chose her over his own pride, pain and emotions. Penelope didn't do the same but people want to act like Colin isn't supportive or barely supported her, when in a relationship, it goes both ways. His purpose shouldn't be to prop up Penelope but that's what the show limits him to, F his feelings, f his mental health, girlboss Penelope deserves her man and her HEA as if he's a reward or a consolation prize, not a person deeply hurt by someone he thought he knew.

“He just needs to forgive her already, get over it!”

Y'all are trash for this. After all what Penelope has done to him, you want him to get over it so quick so you can have more cringe romantic scenes and soulless sex scenes. It took Eloise a year to forgive Penelope(and it happened in the dumbest fashion, but that's another can of worms). Just because they're together doesn't mean a speedy recovery. Actually it's worse 'cause they are together. He even told Eloise that she’s lucky she’s never been in love; it hurt that much.

The fact he chose to stay is already a big step of him getting over it, but that’s not enough it seems. You want him to get over the hurt she did to him, the lies, the loss of his own agency ‘cause like it or not, Colin still wanted to marry Marina even after knowing the truth but Penelope took away his decision to ensure his availability for her. She embarrassed his family a good number of times. But hey, get over it Colin.

He’s second when it comes to Penelope. He asked this beotch to give up the gossip column, a thing that caused him and others pain throughout the years, to be with him, forget the past and start their new life together. Nope, she chose her career. LW is power and she still wants that manipulative power so take the L from your wife Colin. Her ego won the day, not their love; Penelope is Colin’s first. LW is Penelope’s first, get over it Colin. It’s harsh af knowing you’ll never be first in the heart of the woman that you love.

If anyone needs to get over anything, it’s Penelope. She should’ve been got over Colin’s comment, now stew in her own shit for months; she’s not entitled to his feelings. She should’ve gotten over the damn gossip column that does more harm than good ‘cause if she’s such a great writer, then explore other avenues of writing. You’re already established, it’ll be nothing of you for your works to become popular since the ton already knows you’re a great writer.

The damage for Colin is deep but he must get over it to be the cushion for Penelope, for him to be in the shadows so Penelope can take all the shine ‘cause “feminism woo hoo!” She’s a career woman and Colin’s purpose is just to love Penelope and nothing more.

Penelope, Penelope, Penelope, it’s all about Penelope.

Their relationship shouldn't be imbalanced like it is. The ship is called POLIN. Colin is just as important as Penelope, but the show and even the fans don’t treat it as such. He’s turned to some irrelevant sidekick who’s an accessory for Penelope and his purpose: well of course it is Penelope.

The show made him publish his journals at the end to be like “see look, he does have a purpose of his own!”, though we rarely saw a lead up to that. It’s addressed once, the LW drama comes in, that part of him is buried until the final episode where it’s framed that his anger was jealousy all along, not him having a vendetta against LW for harming him and his loved ones.

Bullshit on top of bullshit.

Yeah, maybe he should’ve went up there and stood with her when she was giving her god awful speech, but his ‘If my only purpose in life is to love a woman as great as you’ toxic feminism speech would’ve just dulled it. Plus, I don’t think people know how abusive that speech is.

They should’ve stood together, Queen deus ex machina gives her pardon, and then he gives her a speech about how the wound is still there but he knows it’ll heal, to be honest with each other going forward, to put the past to rest and continue on into the future, hand in hand as Mr and Mrs. Bridgerton. Cringe, but at least love is the focus. Him being the man behind the woman instead of the man beside the woman undermined their love story and undermined the ridiculous feminism narrative too, sacrificing the equality aspect of both of it.

I’m just ranting at this point but anyway, this ain’t the Penelope show. Give Colin some fucking grace like you do your Mary Sue.

[spennsrs]

Hi~

Anon with the Spencer request, thank you so much it was amazing, I loved it ❤️

Would love to see a 2nd part of it :))

TYPE OF WRITING: friends to lovers drabble CONTENT CREATOR(S): spencer agnew of smosh SONG REC: like or like like by miniature tigers / i wanna be yours by arctic monkeys MARNIE'S NOTE: I KNOW THIS IS LATE BUT !!! its here ..... spence fluff pt 2 baybie !!! also this takes place about a month after the first part, and takes more of a look in spencer's mind! tw for mentions of periods & pain meds !

♡ ༘*.ﾟ this was a bad idea, this was such a bad idea.

this was absolutely not planned out... but a lot of what spencer did around [y/n] wasn't planned. they made his mind short circuit and his heart beat out of his chest.

he had decided on a whim to go home early, not really knowing where he was going. next thing he knew, he was in his car and found his way at [y/n]'s apartment building. well, while i'm here... might as well pay them a visit... he thinks as he headed upstairs, hence where he was now, standing in front of their door and hand outstretched as if to knock.

he hadn't really... told them he was coming, and the regret was really catching up with him. he knew they were home, they told him they were home earlier...

he took a minute before finally coming to a decision, knocking on the door. except... he fucking ran away.

like an absolute child, spencer agnew ran to his car. he basically ding dong ditched them.

he quickly headed down the stairs before getting into his car, his heart beating rapidly. his eyes close as he sits there with shaky hands resting on the steering wheel.

he didn't even want to think about what they looked like opening the door. how confused they probably looked, how their nose probably scrunched up as they looked around. spencer, stop daydreaming... he could practically hear [y/n] playfully scolding him. with a nervous swallow, he buckles in and goes to start his car, but something held him back. he grabs his phone and unlocks it, going straight for his messages with [y/n]. he quickly texts them, hands trembling.

to: [y/n]💕 ' hey, you good with me coming over? ' ' i'm bored and require attention from my favorite idiot ' ' i mean best friend '

it takes them a bit before responding.

from: [y/n]💕 ' yeah ' ' just a heads up ' ' i'm not in the best mood ' ' but maybe a visit from my favorite moron will help me '

spencer instantly frowned before unbuckling and getting out. forgetting about his little... ditch he did, he rushes up the stairs, albeit a bit clumsily, before he reaches their door. he reaches his hand out to knock, and it came back... the fucking ding dong ditch.

wait- since when did he ever knock?

as soon as [y/n] gave him a key to their apartment, that was the way to go. fishing out his keys from his pocket, spencer rummages through the keys before inserting the right one into the lock, unlocking and entering.

"[y/n]?"

he hears a very faint grunt from their room, and he drops his keys on the counter in the kitchen, ditches his shoes, and heads to the room. spencer peeks his head through the door to see a bundle of blankets on the bed, which most likely held his best friend. he can't help the soft smile that tugs at his lips as he heads in, sitting on the edge of the bed as he gently rests his hand on top of the bundle. "hey... your favorite moron is here to help you out." he says softly as the blankets rustle, a head poking out from them.

there was silence for a moment before spencer was tugged to lay down, the smaller frame holding onto him.

oh.

in an instant, it was all clear. [y/n] was on their period.

his arms come around the other, holding them close with a sigh as his hand runs through their hair slowly. he remains quiet as he holds them close, and he feels his t-shirt begin to dampen. where they crying..? "hey, hey... shh, i'm here, [y/n]. it's okay... do i need to grab some pain meds for you?" he asks softly as he angles his head to look at them.

they shake their head as their grip tightens around him, keeping him close.

"gotcha... i'll stay right here then." spencer hums as he adjusts to get a bit more comfortable, pressing a hesitant kiss to their head.

silence... but not an awkward silence. it was comfortable.

until there wasn't silence.

"i love you, spencer. thank you for coming over..." spencer could feel his heartbeat skyrocket, and his breath catches in his throat. "you know... you aren't just my best friend- you're my everything, my rock. you've been here for me through so much... i-i'm sorry for springing this up on you-"

without thinking, spencer tilts their head up to press a soft kiss to their forehead, then their lips. he pulls away and gazes down at them with a soft smile.

"there's no need to thank me... i'm always here for you, and i always will be here for you. i... i love you too." it felt like a weight was lifted from his chest as he spoke those words, gazing at them. they smile a bit before snuggling close. "i'm head over heels for you, [y/n]..." he murmurs as he gives their body a gentle squeeze.

they sigh happily and close their eyes, soon falling asleep. he could feel their breathing even out as they fall asleep, and couldn't beat the smile on his face.

this... might've been a dream, but he didn't want to wake up. soon, he was asleep as well, falling into the best slumber he's had in a while.

ㅤ ೀ ㅤ۫ ㅤ۪ㅤ۫ ㅤ ♡ ㅤ

as the morning light floods through the cracks of the curtains, spencer stirs a bit with a grumble. he blinks his eyes a few times before looking around, then looking down at [y/n] in his arms. he can't help the wide smile that tugs at his lips, sighing a bit. he brings them clsoer and brushes hair from their face.

he could stay in this moment forever... but then their eyes begin to stir a bit, opening slowly.

"good morning, love...." spencer's voice was soft, almost a whisper as he spoke, his fingertips ghosting over their jaw. "did you sleep well? how are you feeling?"

they take a moment before responding, rubbing their eye. "a bit... i slept really well though. the best i've slept in a while.. although if the whole period thing was gone, i would enjoy it a lot more."

spencer laughs softly before pressing a kiss to their forehead, which makes them giggle. "i know, love... want to stay in bed for a bit, before i make breakfast for you?" he asks, twirling some of their hair around his fingers.

"breakfast.. in bed? you don't need to.."

"but i want to." he says softly as he presses their foreheads together. "its what i want to do... i want to do everything for you, [y/n]. i wanna be yours, all yours..." he mutters softly, pressing a kiss to their nose.

he loves the blush that creeps onto their cheeks, chuckling softly.

"i love you so much, [y/n]. please, let me show you how long i've adored you."

"i love you too, spencer."

[kissorkill16]

When We Were Once Happy: A Hello Neighbor Fanfic

By JJ

Summary: A story before Trinity moved to Raven Brooks.

Chapter 16

Nicky waited patiently in his room, waiting for the rest of the gang to show up. He heard the doorbell ring, and he ran downstairs, opened the door, and there they were.

"Guys! You're here!"

"Well duh, we planned to meet here. Didn't we?", asked Aaron, stepping inside the house.

Lucy and Mya followed soon after, jumping with excitement. "Where's this recording system you were talking about earlier?", asked Mya.

Nicky started walking upstairs, "It's in my room. Come on and we can get to work."

The kids trodded up the stairs and straight into Nicky's room, and Nicky pulled out a piano-like recording system from under his bed.

"It's pretty much all built, all it needs is an audio source.", said Nicky, turning on the microphone.

"Shall we begin?"

Aaron pulled out the Surviva Bars from his backpack, dumping them onto the bed. "Let's eat and fart our butts off."

Soon after, stuffed with Surviva Bars, their butts were on class warfare. Everyone's farts were a Level 5 biohazard, and they all tried to keep it together as they pointed their butts to the recording system, but no one could help themselves as they doubled over, bursting into frantic laughter.

"OH MY GOD! SO GROSS!", Aaron laughed out loud, clutching at his stomach.

Nicky steadied his giggles, trying to sound as serious as possible. "Ladies and gentlemen, I must say that those were some of our best farts yet."

A moment of silence, then they fell back and started laughing again.

Just then, the door opened. It was Nicky's parents.

"Hey, Narf!", said his father.

The kids stopped laughing for a moment to look at them.

"I didn't know you were having company over, Nicky. I would've cleaned -", Luanne's eyes widened and she covered her nose. "Holy fucking shit! This place smells disgusting!"

Jay sniffed around, and covered his nose. "Eww. Did something die in here or what?", he said.

Nicky stood up, folding his arms behind his back. "Sorry, guys. We were just...performing an experiment.", he said, lying as best as he could.

Luanne didn't look like she believed him, but she didn't really seem to care. "Well whatever the hell you're doing, open a window for Christ's sake.", she said, walking away.

Meanwhile, Jay stayed near the door, smiling at the kids. "I went shopping yesterday. Who wants snacks? We got all the good stuff. Suzy Q's, Zingers, Swiss Rolls, Ding Dongs, you name it."

"I want snacks!", Mya squealed. And with that, Jay ran to the kitchen.

Silence filled the room, and Nicky sat down on the bed.

"Guess what, guys. I found something in my pocket.", said Mya.

What Mya pulled out nearly shocked everyone. It was a Golden Apple coin, like the one Lucy found on her drawer. It was sparkly and shiny.

"No way, you too?", asked Lucy.

"Yeah. I don't know where it came from. It's not tooth fairy money, and neither Mom or Dad gave it to me, so I'm really confused.", Mya replied.

Aaron and Nicky looked at each other, "Do you think the coins mean something?", asked Aaron.

"Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe if we get one, we'll know.", replied Nicky.

Another wave of silence.

"So why Mrs. Tillman? I know she isn't like the nicest person in the world, I figured that out from our first encounter, but there has to be another reason besides that."

Aaron smiled. "So glad you asked. She used to be such a nice lady. She bought goat cheese from some old llama farmer, sell things for super cheap, and let girl scouts sell cookies near her store. Then she goes on this silent retreat, doesn't talk for 2 weeks, and now she's selling all of these healing crystals and $5 candy bars.", he said, putting air quotes around healing crystals and candy bars.

"She's also super nosy.", said Mya.

"And condescending.", said Lucy.

"She was all over my mom at the grocery store during our first meeting. Asking her questions about our life, acting like one of those fancy rich snobs you see on TV.", said Aaron. "So it makes sense."

Lucy spoke up again, "She's also a phony. She pretends to be this nice lady who's just a little stuck up, but in reality, she's such a -"

"Ah ah ah. You're not allowed to use that language yet, Lucy. But yeah, she's a bitch."

Nicky nodded in realization. It made sense. Someone was condescending and fake, so they were trying to expose her and show everyone that her kind words were a bunch of farts in disguise.

After another moment of silence, Jay burst through the door again, holding a whole bunch of Hostess treats. "I couldn't decide what you guys would like best.", he said.

Nicky smiled at his father. "Thanks, Dad. You're the best.", he said, taking the treats and walking him out of his room.

"I know we're all probably full on bars right now, but..."

Not even a second later, they were all digging into the treats, not even caring that they were all bloated to the point of bursting.

All the while, Nicky was thinking to himself "Having friends that don't judge you, and have the same humor as you. How can it get any better than this?"

The door opened again, and Luanne was standing there, a tray of glasses of water in hand. "Thirsty?", she asked.

Nicky took the tray from her, grabbing a drink from one of the glasses. "Thanks, Mom.", he said, closing the door.

[mugloversonly]

The Revenant of You

summary: Robin talks to Steve edit: the formatting was weird and repeated some stuff so I fixed it. should be much better now.

Chapter 2: Robin

Eddie slid into his seat at the bridal party table next to Robin. Robin turned to him to ask him something but then she saw his red puffy eyes.

“What happened?” She asked quietly.

“Steve’s here. He uh...said some shitty stuff.” He scoffed and rolled his eyes.

“He broke up with you though?” Max said on the other side of her.

“Yeah, I know.” Eddie agreed. Robin sighed and shook her head.

“Dingus” she muttered. “Where is he?”

“I left him by the bathrooms. But really you don’t have to say anything to him.” Eddie reassured. She knew he didn’t want to have any more of his drama affect Dustin’s wedding, even if he was all smiles as he danced. But she felt compelled to talk some sense into Steve.

“I don’t have to, but I will.” Robin said as she got up and stalked toward the bathroom.

“Love you Robs!” Eddie called after here. She laughed as she finally found Steve, leaned up against the wall, tears falling as he looked at the ring Eddie gave him when they exchanged vows.

“Hey dingus, long time no see” she called before she settled next to him. It’s been over a year since they last saw each other and almost six months since they last spoke at all. “Wendy the witch here?” She asked, a nickname she gave her years ago that stuck.

“We broke up.” Steve said. The Wizard of Oz song ran through her head, ding dong the witch is dead.

“Sorry to hear that” she replied even though she wasn’t. Steve shrugged.

“Abby’s here running around with Lily.” Steve said the little girl’s name with bitterness. Robin smacked his arm. “Ow! What the hell?”

“Are you seriously mad that Eddie has a kid? Who is playing with your kid?!” Robin gaped. When Steve shifted uncomfortably, Robin smacked him again.

“Ow! Okay, okay. No I’m not mad he has a kid.” Steve sighed. “I’m mad he doesn’t have one with me, even though it is entirely my fault” he rushed to say before Robin could smack him again. “I just, I saw a little girl with his eyes and his hair and the life I could have had flashed through my eyes. I regretted breaking things off even while I was doing it, but I couldn’t ever bring myself to make it right. And now, I never will.” He looked at his feet.

“Do you regret Abby?” Robin asked seriously. Steve’s eyes flashed to her face in shock.

“Of course not!” He exclaimed.

“So, then don’t regret the life you could have had. This is the life you do have and if you didn’t do what you did, Abby wouldn’t exist. Does it suck? Yeah, yeah it does. But you can’t change the past, you can only learn from it.” Robin ruffled his hair, cackling when he swatted her hand away. “Besides, you can talk to him, maybe be friends again at least.” She reassured.

“I don’t think I can Rob.” Steve sighed.

“Why not?” Robin asked incredulously, pressing Steve for the truth.

“Because I love him,” he admitted quietly, “and I also asked if his wife left him because she wanted more than what he could give.” He rushed out even quieter. The first part of that shocked the shit out of Robin but the second part of that saw her seeing red.

“What the fuck, Steve?” Robin asked furiously. Steve held up his hands placatingly.

“I know, dick move.” He admitted.

“He tell you what happened?” Robin asked. Steve nodded slowly. “He say when?” At this Steve shook his head back and forth.

“He said it was a drunk driver but that’s it.” Steve said. Robin sighed resigned. “Was there more to it than that?”

“Yeah…” Robin took a deep breath. “Lyla and Lilith were on a walk to meet Eddie at the studio, she was pushing her in a stroller. Drunk blew through the stop light and Lyla just reacted. Knew she wouldn’t have been able to run fast enough so she pushed the stroller forward as hard as she could. It rolled to the other side, tipped over, Lily said she was asleep until then. I was with him when he got the call.” She paused and wiped her eyes. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard someone make the noise Eddie did when he got to the hospital and saw Lily with a broken arm and found out Lyla died on the way over. EMTs said she asked them to tell Eddie she loved him and to keep his promise.”

“Damn…” Steve whispered, the guilt peaking through. “I had no idea.”

“It wasn’t that long ago, Lily just got her cast off last week.”

“Shit” Steve breathed. It must have been around the time his divorce finalized.

“He still blames himself you know?” Robin asked, digging the knife in deeper. “He was writing a song for her, to go on the next album, that’s why she was meeting him at the studio."

“Did you hear it that day?” Steve asked, curiously. Eddie never wrote him a song...well not a positive one anyway, and Robin could hear the bitter jealousy.

“Not the whole thing. But he sang it on her funeral day.” She said and tried not to feel too smug when he winced. Lyla was one of the best friends Robin had outside of the party, and the two got close over the years. She hated to admit it, but Lyla was more in her life than Steve was for a while there. Something in her wanted him to know exactly the kind of person Lyla was.

“When she was pregnant, she had complications. She made him promise not to self destruct if something happened to her, said he would have a kid to take care of and that she’d always be with him no matter what.” Robin turned and smacked Steve’s arm again. “And you had the nerve to tell him Lyla didn’t want him anymore?!”

“OW! I was angry alright? Angry he seemed to be having a great and happy life while I was miserable.” Steve admitted.

“You’re miserable because of your choices Steve, not his. He’s allowed to be happy after you shattered his heart.” Robin said firmly.

“I know, I know. I fucked up. I don’t know how to fix it.” Steve looked at his best friend pleadingly.

“Lucky for you, I do.” Robin said with a mischievous and otherworldly smile. “Here’s the plan.”

See it on AO3 here if you liked this and you can, donate to my surgery fund here every little bit helps!

[magustiel]

There is some true comedy in the magical face of this.

I said before, last solar maximum, my ex attacked my trying to obliterate my third eye and crown chakras, which almost destroyed me; I lost a week of time, I went through literal hell, and I stopped dreaming for years afterward.

Her excuse at that time, because she always has one, was having gone and lied to everyone and convinced them I'd "gone dark side" due to reactionary anger and jealousy about things she wasn't understanding at the time.

We broke up, I left, she came back, I forgave her and so on, saved her house, alabama, and you guys know me from there.

But like... first, that is what pre-selected me for this, by essentially putting those parts in the abyss early so that when I died I could save myself or whatever. Quantum bullshit, depth perception, whatever.

And now... well.

The trick is being both, dingleberry. She's the only one that's gone Dark Side because she refuses her light, but she would start faux-moralistically shitting her pants about me using the goetia, even though she still called to Ash herself through me all the time. You know. Asmodeus. King of Hell. Variant of Ashmedai, Aesh, Odin, AE, I could keep fucking going.

Shadow, light. I must use both to try to repair this balance.

She pretends at one to flee to the other, and fled from it so goddamn long, to chase me as her Reason instead, I literally snapped at such a cosmological level to expose her every Nazi movement in the world from her hitlerian bloodline I pledged to rip out at the root is awake.

And that's fine. Gotta find them to deal with them. Need to do it now.

But just. Damn. Ding dong, you empty deadhead doorbell, great work.

This shit is also definitionally why the doorknob has utterly woobified her idea of hermes, that she attached to her idea of me. Dark Side. She refuses to face his dark side though our eyes terrify her, or whatever. No, only the all loving squishy bean that would never tell her to get fucked. Because if he has a dark side she has one and she could NEVER possibly fucking do that.

And so you literally watched her narrate out running from the most obvious signs in the world early this year, that I warned her in advance, and she went "HUH WONDER WHAT THAT MEANS/WHO'S THAT FOR" every time--running from that shadow to refuse to find herself to even TRY to find him.

He is dissonance, change, shadow and light, it's why there's two snakes, stupid.

[umemiyan]

Ding Dong! Trick r Treat Robin!!!

Here to ask about candy corn + twix for your ship with umemiya & sakura :)

GIVING U SO MANY TREATS KAIL !!!!!! ❤️🍫

candy corn – what cute/corny/cheesy nicknames do you use for each other?

haruka gets called whatever flies out of my mouth first 😭 haru, kitten, cutie mcsnooty, pumpkin pie, baby, baby boy, The Baby (when hajime and i speak as tho he is our infant son), etc. hajime sticks to saying his name most of the time but often cannot resist calling him “pretty boy” or something else that makes haruka blush like crazy!!!

hajime is haji, haj, big boy, sunshine, sweetie pie man, ume, ducky, etc. while haruka barely says anyone’s name at all (but that changes over time and when he’s feeling soft <3)

hajime definitely calls me kiki (i am called this irl by my mother—he picks it up from her) and haruka eventually catches on to it against his will. over time haruka also starts trying to slip in little things like “gorgeous” or “sweetheart” or any other little things that umemiya says, but it’s often over text and he’s kinda awkward and fmfjdkkdkd it’s cute tho. he’s not used to it but he’s trying because it sounds so nice when umemiya says it.

twix – in what ways do you complement each other?

ahhh good question!!! so sakura is a little bit more “in the moment” while ume and i can be a tad more up in our heads thinking about possibilities and whatnot sometimes (a sensor vs. two intuitives lmao) but haji’s more in the middle, so it weighs things out pretty well between the three of us depending on the situation.

for example, we could be at the beach and hajime and i would be talking like crazy like “omg isn’t the ocean fascinating whales are amazing wow we should go to the aquarium there’s one nearby let’s go after this!!!!!” meanwhile sakura is just pointing out in the distance like “there’s literally a whale right fucking there” and we’re all 😲😲😲

also, i bring logic to the dynamic while the other two are more centered around feelings and values. we all teach each other how to utilize both things to make decisions and to also understand and relate to others more effectively.

hajime is the people person who smooths over the rough edges that sakura and i have. i think i have pretty good interpersonal skills and a positive attitude but i’m prone to getting overwhelmed and irritated by others after a while, and sakura is similar. we make up for haruka’s stiltedness in social situations, but whenever i’m burnt out or uncomfortable, hajime knows how to wrap it all up in a neat little bow and see that everyone’s happy.

there’s surely more i could go on about forever, but yeah haha i’ll stop there!!!

(tumblr is being a bitch and won’t let me properly link it)

[arkham-outskirts]

PAPER CHASE

! SPOILERS for the scenario contained within the Call of Cthulhu: Starter Kit, Paper Chase !

Below the cut will be various out of context quotes, summaries and art relating to our very first gaming session/scenario!

Also, I will warn: There's a bit more suggestive humor in this campaign then Alone Against the Flames...

GM/Keeper: @jackgiggles Player 1, Nadine Greenwald: @thevioletscout Player 2, Louis Milch: @atorchzagreusandtris

Pre-Game Stuff

Jack: I cannot wait to show you guys, each others characters *laughing in "what we have done"*

(Talking about the fact we didn't know what Louis looked like yet, compared to knowing TOO MUCH about Pepper) Scout: I got something, Very out of pocket. Scout: Tri, are you okay with this? Tri: Yes. Scout: It's not like I've seen, with my own eyes, Jack gave Pepper a big dick.

Jack, putting Pepper's ref in chat: This is the boy. Tri: Oh he's nice! Jack: Yea, he's nice ^^ Tri: Nice with uhh, a big ding dong. Jack: -whEEZE-

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Jack: So Tri, do you want to explain to Scout, who your character is? Tri: I'll take a hard boiled egg, why not. Uhhhh *laughing* Tri: SO! This all kinda started as a joke, because the first thing I came up with; Is my character was going to be a Milkman. Scout: .... Alright. Tri: BUT- But it gets *can't stop laughing* Jack and Tri: *dying, can't speak* Tri: His entire thing, revolves around M i l k. His last name is Milch, Jack: German for Milk Tri: -yeah, and his name, Louis, comes from the guy who invented pasteurized milk.

Tri: BUT THE COMPANY- what did we call it?? Mommy milk-? Jack, dying: MILLA or something?? -My dogs are barking in the background- Jack and Tri: MOMMY MILLA MILK COMPANY

Tri: And his dad disappeared to go get milk, and that's why he chose his profession! Jack: I'm getting the meme I made of him.

Scout, realizing what the fuck we did: WHAT THE HELL??? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN??

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And Louis is also apart of underground fighting rings, alike boxing, for extra money on the side.

Scout: Alright.............. I think I heard enough.

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Scout, introducing her character: My character is Nadine Greenwald, she's a dancer at a Speakeasy. And uh, small town girl trying to make it big in the city! Tri: Oh, sweet! Scout: She likes to believe ignorance is bliss, but can't ignore when someone needs help.

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Nice and calm introduction.

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Jack: So Scout has the serious character, and Tri is bringing the memes. And we love it. Tri: THIS ALWAYS HAPPENS!!

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Now Starting... The Actual Campaign

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It is 1929, July when Nadine Greenwald and Louis Milch are contacted by Thomas Kimball, a resident in a small, overgrown town down south from Arkham City called Windleigh. He deemed them the most trustworthy individuals to handle a case due to a quiet town having a lazy sheriff who was no help for a strange theft.

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GM(Jack): Tri- or Louis, you are very well familiar with the place because it's on your track to... deliver your milk. Louis(Tri): *laugh* GM: You're familiar with the neighborhood, and recognize the new face of Thomas who moved in recently after the passing of his uncle, Douglas Kimball.

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The town is very overgrown and clearly, it's dying out with the passing years. Most residents are elderly. The Kimball Residence is pretty rundown, and full of moving boxes and such messes expected from such a move.

Thomas goes on to invite them in, and explain what had happened.

"You see, I went into my uncle's study this morning and saw that the window was opened, and some books were clearly missing. History textbooks, some novels- I don't know what specifically, since the library isn't all that well organized. But the sheriff was no help, and while there were footprints they were so muddled in the investigation from sloppy work they're of no use.

"And, they wound up causing more trouble then what was worth calling them for, as they broke one of my statues..."

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Nadine (Scout), ooc: This is a weird question, but does he still have the statue? Thomas, (GM): I put it in a box, I think I can get it fixed. It's just one of my own...... cat states. It- it was my grandmothers, you see? Nadine, trying to see if it was lore related: O h

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Thomas asks them to find clues as to who taken them, and for what purpose. Then, he tacts on basically an optional mission for questions he never really had the chance to be answered.

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Thomas: It's perhaps foolish, but- if you could find anything of my uncle, it would be appreciated.

Nadine: Do you have any ideas of suspects? Thomas: Hmm... I'm not quite sure. I've only been here for a month, and the only one to cross me was that damn Sheriff. Everyone else, was pleasant... from what I've seen.

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Thomas lends rooming for the two while they stay and investigate around Windleigh, since he wasn't going to force the two to pay for housing doing a job for him!

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GM: You can tell Thomas is more of a secluded, artsy kinda person. Not great with social interactions... GM: This is also me being very awkward about roleplaying someone! *laughter* GM: I have also joked that this is Thomas eyeing the man. Louis, ooc: OH okay! I get it!

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Nadine: She like, offers a comforting hand on his shoulder. Louis: Louis- he offers the man a bottle of milk. Thomas: UH no- no thanks, I am rather lactose intolerant! Louis, ooc: He mistook the eyeing as "He wants some milk!" GM: Oh a himbo, Thomas has his work cut out for him! Nadine, ooc: *head in hands* Oh god, it's Pepper and Jo all over again.

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Nadine, to the rescue: SO could you tell us more about the missing books? Thomas, ooc: Thomas is VERY glad for the change of topic, and goes on to explain what is in the library!

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Nadine and Louis first start investigating the library-study, mostly full of historical documents, texts and random novels. However, they do see a few more... unusual books, with strange covers. They are occult, as Douglas was a man who taught at Miskatonic University.

Unfortunately, neither recognize any of the tomes. However, due to Nadine's work in Arkham, she knew there were odd subjects and ideas circling the cities University, so it wasn't too unusual for a professor to have such texts.

Louis goes to investigate the window, of which is cracked open. Dust was unsettled, showing it wasn't opened often. Thus being the point of entry. And- dried mud or dirt around the windowsill. Like someone climbed in.

Upon a spot hidden, they search around and discover a handwritten dairy. It was very cursive handwriting, obviously belonging to Douglas Kimball. As they flip through it, they take notice of the fact the quality of the handwriting and grammar dramatically decreasing as it goes on. Such a thing being concerning, for a retired professor.

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Scout: I'm gonna go turn my light on, it's getting dark out Jack, reading notes: Hehe ~Spooky~

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Douglas' journal mentions something about "making a decision", "joining my friends below" and something about a "creature".

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Louis: Probably a possum or somethin' -laughter- Nadine, ooc: I'm curious, what is his Intelligence stat? Louis, ooc: .... GM: I will say, you made him strong and charming, but he's not the sharpest tool in the shed. Louis, ooc: His Intelligence is 50 and 40 Education. Nadine, ooc: Nadine's not much better, she has 55 in both. Very pretty, but not very bright. GM: Himbo and bimbo.

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Louis: I don't think it could be an older person that climbed through a window. Nadine: You'd be surprise, but I'm not pinning suspects yet.

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They ask around Windleigh, and run across an elderly man who kinda fills in about Douglas and the Kimball family. He explains Douglas was more of a reclusive person in town, always reading. So nobody really knew the Kimballs, but the kid...

Small Girl: He's just really weird! He gave me a bad feeling, especially recently... Nadine: .... What do you mean by that? Small girl: I don't know, he's just weird! He's always on his own, at the graveyard! Who does that?? Louis: Uhh yeah-

The old man patted the girl on the head, and kinda shrugged it off while slightly scolding the girl, "Abigail, that is rude, you can't just call people weird." and excuses himself.

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GM: If you would like to talk to the older, glamorous lady, make a Appearance or Credit Rating roll. Nadine, ooc: Nadine has a... 60 in appearance. Louis, ooc: Mine's a 70! GM: Alright, roll!

Louis, ooc: 90 Nadine, ooc: 75, I'm over. GM: R i g h t, so the lady- Lady O’Dell, does not want to hear what you have to say. And kinda- uses her parasol to kinda shy away from you and block sight like "Ohhh no, please go!" Louis, ooc: -whEEZE- Alright, to the graveyard then!

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Lady O'Dell smelled the poor on them.

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GM: The graveyard is behind the Kimball home, and kinda uphill with a lot of overgrown roots along the cobblestone. Nadine, ooc: Nadine is wearing h e e l s GM: oof, yeah good luck Nadine Louis, ooc: And Louis is carrying his- bucket of milk. Nadine: Not gonna help a lady, got it!

GM: and there are a bunch of... uhhh. What are those buildings that hold like, urns n stuff? Louis, ooc: Uhh I wanna say mausoleums-?? Or- GM: Mausoleums! Louis: Ah, yeah!

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The gaveyard is very old, with stone overgrown and worn down. There didn't seem to be much room left for anyone else to be buried.

There is the graveyard keeper, a very old and grouchy old man. His hair was once red, but now greyed at his temples and roots. He was very haggard.

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GM: Roll for Charm, or which ever is highest. Cause he's grouchy. Nadine, ooc: I got 91, I'm shit outta luck.

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Louis however passes his charm roll, so he walks up to the caretaker, Jefferson. Louis being his usual charming milkman self, manages to bring out the better parts of Jefferson to ask about what he might know about the Kimball House. Jefferson appears as if he's familiar with the place.

And it's shown, he's actually quite friendly with Douglas. Probably kindred spirits in a way, being a grouchy groundskeeper and a reclusive bookworm.

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Jefferson (GM): It's unfortunate, the house is- has been gone off- in a- for an- in- *sputters* GM: I'm having a stroke.

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Jefferson divulges in the fact they enjoyed each other presence, and talked very casually. A nice, calm friendship between two old guys. Plants, the weather, all those sorts of things.

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Jefferson: And it's strange, Douglas always had this strange... fascination, or draw, with this one tombstone. Nadine and Louis: Hmmm... Jefferson: He'd always go there to read.

Nadine: Where is this tombstone? Jefferson: Oh, its one of the oldest ones nearby the mausoleum, the first one. Actually pretty close to the Kimball House.

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Louis thanks Jefferson for the information, though it's noted that Jefferson seems to grow more anxious- and glancing towards the shadows, edging away from them.

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Nadine, occ: I got 25, and my spot hidden is 35. Perspective gal! ... So far.

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Nadine eventually notices that while Jefferson is trying to edge out of the conversation, being kinda twitchy, she notices there's an odd shape in his coat. Looking at his pocket, she could see the glimmer of a brown bottle. (Booze)

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Nadine, ooc: I guess he's drinking...? GM: Note, prohibition is still in effect. Nadine, ooc: Nadine could give Less of a shit, she works in a speakeasy!

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Nadine doesn't mention it, given the fact they had some sort of lead.

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Louis, ooc: Of course, because it's customary for Louis, he offers Jefferson a bottle of milk. GM: -wheezing- Jefferson waves him away, "No, no- we got some already- thanks"

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GM: I will say- you should continue with graveyard later. Because there's plenty of stuff to see Before then. GM: I learned this with my parents, who finished this EARLY.

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Nadine, ooc: That tombstone ain't goin' anywhere. Louis, ooc: Watch us be Wrong. -laughter-

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*they agree to go to the library next* Louis, ooc: Time to go read books!

GM: Also I will shoehorn you into every location, cause I am proud of them.

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Louis is rather familiar with Windleigh, and it's a very small town so they find the Library easily. The library is quite small, one story and perhaps just 3 rooms maximum. It's ran by one person at the moment, a petite blonde woman, who's hair is actually white is so blonde.

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Louis: We're looking for some recently donated books? Librarian [GM]: Ohh, we hadn't had anything new. We've been told from Thomas we might receive some of of his uncle's old collection, but nothing yet, I'm afraid.

Nadine, ooc: I got a 42- Nadine doesn't go to the library often. GM: Nope, apparently not. Louis, ooc: 20 percent... and I rolled a 6. GM: A 6?? Damn-

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Either by shear luck or divine intervention, Louis finds an old newspaper article, badly damaged and from roughly 10 years ago. Very odd for it's condition- faded and hard to read.

(Here's to my first handmade handout.)

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GM: You can't really tell much else, besides that it was printed by the Arkham Gazette.

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Nadine, ooc: Maybe I'm- peeking over his Very broad shoulders. -laughter-

Louis, ooc: He's like- average height? GM: Like, 5'10. But he's very broad. Louis, ooc: He's VERY Broad. GM: A broad, if you will.

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The librarian kinda freaks out when they picked it up, saying that the place was just very unkempt by the previous owner for whatever reason, and it was very delicate. She then informs them that, as she takes it away, if they're looking for a more intact copy there might be one at the Arkham Gazette.

Librarian: I have a cousin who works there, he'd be most glad to let you look around. Nadine, ooc, realizing: Ohhhh I know who this woman is. GM: heh, snow white hair?

Debra: I'm Debra Snow, if you give a man "Jo Winters" my name, I'm sure he'll let you investigate. 'cause he's more nosy then he should be about this kind of stuff.

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Nadine tried rolling for Psychology to see if she could trust her, and upon failing decided to just go for it and explained why they were looking into things, about the break-in and the books.

Debra is surprised, and mentions she's met the man once since moving to Windleigh. That Douglas was only announced dead because there was zero trace.

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Nadine: That's certainly unfortunate... Louis: Yes, indeed......... Would you like some milk?? -LAUGHTER- GM: Debra is taken aback, and goes ".... UHH. SURE??"

Nadine, ooc: She likes gets behind him, and mouths to her "sorry, he does this all the time"

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Quick intermission, but there was discussion of how Louis and Nadine knew each other, since they really easily slipped into a dynamic like casual friendship. Likely just Louis delivering and they talked enough to have bonded.

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Nadine: I guess uh- I'm kinda interested in going back to Arkham to check out the Gazette. Louis: I would sugge- *discord cuts out on Scout's end* Nadine, ooc: .... Tri where'd you go??

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Louis, ooc: Hop into my milk van!

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GM: Every time I say Arkham, I just think- Batman. Louis, ooc: SAME-

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Part 2: [LINK]

[bloodgarnet]

second not!fic for smoshblr! I have notes from the first AU I should’ve added on but oh well. Just know that the thing Ian wanted to say was “I love you” and evil!Anthony is instantly reformed, everyone escapes to the surface (+bonus bridal carry) but then they both do a mutual “no homo though” while staring lovingly into each other’s eyes. end credits.

also these are all very Ian-centric and I will not apologise. barely mentioned but this AU has 'everyone knows Ian and Anthony separately but do not realise they have a history together', which I'd personally like to see more of. for the funnies.

2/3 – Ding Dong, the Coven Leader is Dead

On loop number five, they all sit down together to go over everything right from the drawing board because nothing is working.

“I never should have brought up the Geffen Magic Tournament,” Courtney mutters shakily, dabbing at damp eyes. “This is all my fault, you guys.”

Shayne pats them on the shoulder comfortingly, but it’s Noah who argues, “Did you hire the magic missile sniper to take a hit on our boss? No? Then it’s not your fault. I don’t think anyone on the dang Sorcerer’s Council could have stopped it in time; not Fischbach, Nestor, Padilla, nobody.” A murmur of agreement runs around the room. Courtney buries their face in their knees, shoulders trembling.

“I don’t get it, though,” Amanda groans, visibly twitching with stress, “Doesn’t a time loop make it harder to kill someone? I mean, sure, this is a torturous hell of failing to save each other from death, but why would the enemy create an opportunity for us to set things right?”

In times like these, Amanda’s specialty truly shines—not her situational clairvoyance and sub-specialty in psionics, but rather the much more invaluable ability to see things from a totally different perspective.

“That’s… actually a really good point,” Keith admits.

“Huh.” They stew in baffled, contemplative silence for a moment.

Angela looks around, waiting to see if someone else is going to take charge before starting with, “Okay, okay. Okay. Hey! So, first loop, we go to the tournament, Ian gets sniped. The day resets. Second loop, we try to avoid the tournament, big accident in the brewing closet, explosion, we all die. Third loop, Erica’s familiar goes batshit crazy and starts ripping throats out.” She earns a few winces from that description and hurriedly moves on. “And last loop, we play it totally safe and Ian chokes to death on a fucking turkey leg. Am I right so far?”

“Right. Time always resets the moment Ian dies.” Courtney’s voice is steadier now, even if they still look a bit teary. “Guys, I don’t think the assassin could have caused any deaths past the first one. Not unless they also remembered the loops, which they can’t because they’re not sharing the coven pact with us, and—and not if they can’t set up a teleport matrix in less than an hour to get to our base, which they shouldn’t even know the location of.” Their words flow faster and faster, tripping over each other as realisation dawns mid-sentence, suddenly grasping how impossible this whole situation is.

“So what? If the time loop is totally separate, then… then it all has to tie back to that first incident somehow. Are we assuming that somebody doesn’t want Ian to die, or is at least actively preventing him from leaving this plane?” Amanda tilts her head all the way back and closes her eyes, evidently praying for a guiding vision.

Right then, Ian walks into the room. “Hey, did anybody want to order in for lunch?”

With a mix of panic and poorly-hidden distress, they all manage some variation of “We’re busy!”

Ian backs out of the room, wide-eyed.

A long beat.

Shayne takes a deep breath. “We can figure this out. There’s a certain logic to this, we just have to work our way through all the unknowns and decipher the rules. And you’re right, Courtney,” a nod of acknowledgement, “malicious or not, this time loop is an opportunity to do good. We can do this.”

There’s an ear-splitting crash from the hallway, a prolonged and pointed stillness, and then the world around them swirls into a kaleidoscope of effervescent colours.

Eventually, they’ll come to realise that avoiding the issue only makes it come on faster. It takes fifteen more loops before they start really digging into the nitty gritty of spell research, cracking open forbidden archives and blasting into trap-laden tombs for information. Another ten rapid resets after that before they can start putting said knowledge to use.

However, the biggest breakthrough comes on loop forty-two, the next spontaneous rest day, when they sit down for a relaxing and hopefully non-lethal meal, and Ian casually responds to Chanse’s comment about youthful indiscretions with, “Everyone has a story like that. Like, you get drunk with a friend one time, accidentally summon a demi-god, and before you know it, you’re soul-tied for life, and maybe death too. Kids are dumb.”

Angela screams. Keith launches bodily over the table, ready to end Ian himself, and no one holds him back.

[canarydarity]

howdy! it's day 1 of MCYT fanfic appreciation week, and i was wondering if you had any future writing projects or other ideas that you wanted an excuse to talk about :D no pressure whatsoever to answer this ask, just thought i'd reach out ♡

HI :')) this absolutely made my day to receive, and also served as reminder to me that yesterday was that events start day!!! so thank you for that!!!!

i will always always always take an excuse to talk about the fic ideas that are rotting my brain <3

I'm going to talk about 3 projects; 1) yet another DL rancher one-shot 2) my current brain rot go to: speed racer au 3) and a worm tried and true classic: gay baseball au

cut here because....i am a rambler

I'll start with what y'all are most likely to see next,,,

After the second session of Limlife came out, I wrote a little vignette from Tango's pov that included a throw-away scene from DL where someone left a golden apple on the ranchers porch in the middle of the night as an extremely un-funny joke. And that. idea has haunted me since I thought of it,,, I outlined it months and months ago though never got around to writing it... but for some reason a few days ago I opened that doc again and it just sorta. happened.

it's only about halfway done right now, but if all goes well it might be up by the end of the week :)) small preview mayhaps:

The door not yet having been opened, the possibility of what was waiting for him on the other side yawned and stretched towards endless. In a way, not knowing but speculating was worse than just opening the damn thing and facing the one singular scenario that was, but that was why he struggled to do it. Schrodinger’s danger—this was stupid; Tango opened the door.  No one was there.  He blinked in the face of its emptiness for a moment. Of all the situations he had considered, absolutely zero of them included opening the door to nothing. The one definite thing a knock spoke to was the presence of someone—something. So, what, they risked the middle of the night in peace times to come to the ranch they all loved barging into any time regardless to ding-dong ditch? That seemed, like, a gazillion times more unlikely. 

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Then...the thing that is currently carving out its home in my brain...speed racer au. Tango-centric, more tango & etho angst than it is team rancher tbh.

The au is based solely on the 2008 movie speed racer, not as much the rest of the franchise! I guess /warning for speed racer spoilers, but the movie came out 16 years ago and the anime is from the 1960's...............so like.............also come on

I...have absolutely 0 clue how to describe to you the plot of speed racer. imagine you drive a race car so good and look so hot while doing it that you take down the mafia AND defeat the evil that is capitalism. That's speed racer. Like most worm aus its...not a comprehensive story. it's mainly me taking scenes from the movie that i adore and reimagining them with life series characters in those positions.

Tango is our titular character, an up and coming, widely known and celebrated automobile racer. He's the only racer not sponsored by some big company, he'd rather his pals—his family—be in control of his car, the Mach 5, and his racing career.

This is so so silly to try to explain you have no idea. I'm just going to say it. So when Tango was a kid, his older brother Etho died in this really dangerous unofficial non-track race thing. Two years later, theres a new racer in the league calling himself Racer X. No one knows his actual identity, and, at all times, he is wearing this. mask. thing. umm. anyway so Racer X is secretly Tango's older brother who Tango thinks is dead. And he now races under a secret identity because he is trying to take down. the fucking mafia. who own a whole bunch of racing teams and do crime and things. cause why not. Im going to stop over-explaining speed racer, just take this snippet and go:

“Look, can we cut the bullshit?”  If Tango’s mounting poor mood had any effect on X, he didn’t show it. He maintained the stillness of a wildlife photographer, danger not a warning to flee but more the promise of a shot worth sticking around to capture. Tango had felt studied since they’d cut the engines, since X’s head had popped up over the wheel, smirking—but now he’d felt seized.  “Alright.” His mouth opened, all the energy to press on but none of the gall. As usual, he’d gotten too ahead of himself; clutch pressed to the floor, shift it into first gear, every intention to move with no promise to follow through. He didn’t ease off the clutch so much as he ran away from it; he’d stalled, his mouth shut dumbly.  There wasn’t the time to wait it out, and Tango didn’t think he’d afford it to himself if there were. This moment had been promised to him since Casa Cristo began. He might not have then, but standing here now he knew it to be true. He thought X knew it, too—this was inevitable. He knew it like you knew you had minutes before your mom found that thing that you broke, like you knew someone was about to walk away from you for good. It was no less natural to him than knowing he was going to be a driver, no harder to glean from his future than being able to picture Jimmy by his side. He wouldn’t squander the chance because he hadn’t been adequately prepared for it to arrive.  Tango choked, “Etho?” “You think I’m your brother.” When he said it it was a statement, not a question.  “Aren’t you?”

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And lastly...gay baseball au :')) or rather, "against all odds"

yes I'm still stuck on that, YES I plan to keep writing it.

I posted a little bit ago,, beginning of January, that I wanted to post the first chapter of baseball au if possible around/on my birthday, which is the first week in March. I can't PROMISE that will happen, because I am working on grad school applications at the moment and I also. know myself. and want to have the UTMOST MAJORITY POSSIBLE of the writing done before I post it. otherwise. I won't go back. But...tentatively that is hopefully the plan <3

Once again: plot summary, snippets

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“What about you, Jim Jam?” Jimmy frowned at Skizz, only somewhat confused and mostly sure that he shouldn’t have been. “What about me?” “The question—what would you do if you weren’t doing this?” With clarity came even more confusion. It had felt normal for the others to ponder what-ifs and other lives where they did other things, a rightness that immediately soured when the spotlight had shone on him. There were no alternate versions of Jimmy, this was the only one in existence; he was a model toy that had never made it off the drawing board, no plans for mass production—too little consumer interest.  “Oh…I dunno.” He thought baseball might be the only thing he was capable of, and even then that didn’t mean he was good at it. “I’d never thought about it, I guess.” 

Anyway, I will exhibit exemplary self control and stop talking now. Thank you again so so much for asking <33

[atinylittlepain]

Apothecary's last chapt was so good! I totally get Joel, I don't have patience for slow - poor horny baby, btw 🤣🤣

One thing that gets me angry it's how hypocrite Jackson people are! It's the fucking END of the world and they still have time to bully someone they consider a witch?? They have time to bother about witchcraft! Those fuckers, they could try building useful stuff to improve their community!!! Bit they care more about to hurt a woman who's different (that also has powers but they're not sure about this).

Anyway, I can't wait for the next chapter! Joel is being so loving with her, I wanna see they working the things out 🤞🏻

Also, can I ask to be tagged to Hayloft too? And your new story with Dio coming, as well 👀

Pretty please? I'm in love with your stories 🥰

thank you for reading and loving on apothecary, babe!

the people of jackson can be mega assholes i'm not gonna lie to you - i think that they are so awful toward her because they feel very protective over their little piece of safety in the world, and anything that might challenge that, that might be different, just freaks them out... we'll have to see if they're able to stop being such ding dongs moving forward!

i'm currently not doing a taglist for hayloft bc i'm giving her a break rn, but i'm happy to tag you on the Dio fic!!

thank you thank you for your kind message <3

[oonajaeadira]

28. five songs to describe you?

Hello love. What an interesting question.

The Show by Lenka The tinky-tinky nature of this reminds me of my my own ding-dong brain sometimes and the lyrics couldn't be more true:

I'm just a little bit caught in the middle Life is a maze, and love is a riddle I don't know where to go Can't do it alone I've tried, and I don't know why

I'm just a little girl lost in the moment I'm so scared but I don't show it I can't figure it out It's bringing me down I know, I've got to let it go

And just enjoy the show.

I mean, it's also not lost on me that the metaphor is "the show" and I'm a theater artist.

2. Medication by Karaocake A celebratory and self-forgiving song about not knowing when it started and how things gradually got hard but how "I shall be alright on medication?" Yup.

3. Give Me Chocolate by BABYMETAL Like Aggrestuko, I am a nice girl with metal in my heart. But my metal is actually just the cutest goth-pop Japanese girl band backed by thrash guitar/drums. This song is what my heart sounds like on opening night when I've fucking NAILED it.

4. Maddening Shroud by Frou Frou Yes, it's a song about just fkn giving up in every way. But this is me when I'm overwhelmed by people so I just smile and vibe and say to myself "Fuck it. Fuck them, fuck this. Nothing really matters. It's not that important. You have the control here, you can walk away any time you want. Or you can just put things into perspective, get on with it, and enjoy what you can enjoy, even if it's just how stupid the situation is."

5. Love Train by The O'Jays And then there are my best days when I love everyone and you can't stop my good mood.

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weird asks that mean a lot