#Are you a god?

[theknucklehead]

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @lulusplaycorner, @psychokinetic-ectoplasm, @theselfshippingwitch

warnings: swearing, ghosts, peters failed attempts at flirting are mentioned

“Dana?” I asked as I saw her on the street in front of our apartment building. “What’s wrong?”

“my eggs…cooked…” she panted as she stared at the building.

“On the counter.” I finished as I stared at her. “I was making cookies and they just…”

“jumped out of their shells.” She finished. I nodded. “What the fuck is going on?” I shrugged.

“I have no idea.” I looked up at the building too, a chill running through me as I did. “Considering we’re both not staying here did you want to split a hotel room?” I asked, finally looking at her.

“yeah. But where going to have to go shopping. I won’t go back to pack a bag.” She said. I looped my arm through hers and turned us towards the nearest clothing store.

“just an excuse to update our wardrobes.” I breathed out as another chill went through me. By the time we’d finished shopping and got a room, it was night. Almost a week later, I was watching the tv as Dana got out of the shower. “Have you seen these guys?” I asked, pointing to the tv.

“the ghostbusters.” Dana nodded. “When my tv was left on when I went out. Kind of cheesy don’t you think?”

“I don’t know.” I said as one of them peeked out of the door with a bright smile. “Maybe they’re the ones that can help us.” I turned to look at her with a frown. “There’s no other explanation for what happened. Maybe they can…” Dana sat down on her bed as he dried her hair.

“yeah. Maybe.” She said softly. “Tomorrow?” I nodded.

“tomorrow.” I agreed. The next day, we walked down the street to where the firehouse was. “Interesting place to set up shop. Middle of tribecca.” Dana shrugged.

“I don’t care. As long as I get back to my apartment.” She sighed. We walked through the open door and I looked around. The hearse sitting in the middle of the room made me pause, the man laying on a shop towel pausing what he was doing to look at Dana as she passed. I snuck a peek at his ass as I paused next to the hearse. He turned back to the engine, cigarette nearly falling out of his mouth when he saw me.

“oh hello.” He said. I smiled shyly at him.

“hi. Are you a ghostbuster?” I asked. A commotion at the other end of the room made us both look up as Dana was greeted by another man.

“uh yeah i am. That’s Dr. Peter venkman. I’m Dr. ray stantz.” He said, sliding off the engine block and standing before me.

“I’m (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” I said, continuing to stare at him.

“I’d shake your hand but…” he smiled softly at me as he flexed his hand and I felt my nerves disappearing.

“totally understandable.” I responded. We continued staring at each other before I remembered why I was there. “I think maybe I have a ghost problem. I’m not sure though.” I rubbed the back of my neck as I pulled my eyes away from his mismatched ones.

“well why don’t you explain what happened and we’ll figure it out. Let me go get our third member and I’ll clean up. Janine,” he turned to the receptionist and motioned me over. “Could you please get (Y/N) a water or coke or something and show her up in say ten minutes?” Ray glanced over at Dana who was trying to explain her problem to Peter. “I’ll uh get Peter away from your friend.” I giggled as Janine rolled her eyes.

“you’re our first customers and peter seems hell bent on chasing your friend away.” She sighed.

“Dana’s a big girl she can take it.” I joked. Janine smiled at me. “Whatever’s in our apartments though…” I sighed and looked down. “That’s just freaky.”

“I can assure you Dr. stantz and Dr. Spengler will have the up most care while taking care of this.” She said. “Dr. Venkman…well…” I laughed and smiled at her as she stood up. “They should be ready for you by now.” I nodded and waved Dana over.

“you ok?” I asked as we trudged up the stairs behind Janine.

“had worse.” She teased. “In fact if I remember correctly I threw out one of your dates when he wouldn’t get the picture.” I laughed and nodded. “But that one you were talking to…” she bumped my shoulder. “I think he’d get it.”

“calm down Dana.” I laughed. “I’m not in the market right now.”

“you never know…” Dana said as we entered the lab. Ray smiled at em as soon as he saw me and motioned to the seat next to the couch. Peter made a beeline for Dana. I ducked behind her before Peter knocked me over.

“why don’t you tell us what happened?” Ray said as egon started examining Dana. “I’m sure it’s a similar story.” He shor egon a look before focusing on me again. He sat down next to me while opening a beer can.

“drinking on the job Dr. stantz?” I laughed. He shrugged with a smile as he took a drink. “I did that I’d be fired.”

“perks of owning your own business.” Ray laughed.

“I guess.” I smiled. I glanced at Dana as Peter and egon started asking her questions. I sighed and shook my head. “It all started when I was making a cookies a week ago. Everything was out on the counter. The carton of eggs opened on its own. They started to shake and just exploded. Don’t get me wrong I thought maybe it was natural gas or they’d gone bad or something. But then it got weird.” Ray furrowed his eyebrows and shifted in his seat.

“weird how?” He asked, leaning closer to me.

“they cooked on my granite countertop.” I said. Ray blinked in surprise. “Yeah. And then there was a noise from my fridge. Like a growling. When I opened it, there was a figure and a bright light. I didn’t catch what it said because I screamed and slammed the door. Ran outside and ran into Dana who said the same thing happened to her.” Ray blinked as he thought. Leaning back, he looked over at egon who had sat down next to him at some point.

“what do you think it is?” Ray asked. Egon shrugged. “Past life experience intruding on present time?” Egon nodded.

“Could be race memory stored in the collective unconscious. I wouldn't rule out clairvoyance or telepathic contact either.” he added. Dana said something but ray leaned closer and said something first.

“would you be opposed to me coming over to check out the apartment?” He asked. “I want to get some readings before making a decision on what it is.” I nodded.

“I’m ok with that.” I said. Dana was collecting her things as Peter followed her. “Guess they’re heading over too.” Ray nodded and helped me up. The four of us walked back to the apartment; peter continuing to hit on Dana as we went. Ray rolled his eyes next to me. “This happen often?” I whispered. Ray nodded.

“every other week.” He said. “It used to be graduate students. Now that we got kicked out of Columbia he’s hitting on anything that moves.”

“I feel like I should be offended by that.” I said. Ray frowned.

“no…I didn’t mean…it’s not…” he stuttered. I chuckled and patted his arm.

“I understand.” I assured him. He breathed a sigh of relief just as we entered the apartment building. Dana took Peter up the stairs while I led ray to the elevator. “Easier.” I shrugged as we rode up. I led ray down to my apartment and rolled my eyes as Luis opened his door. “Door Luis!” I called before it slammed. I could tell he caught it by the lack of grumbling. Ray followed me into my apartment, watching as I wrapped my arms around myself.

“do you normally have the temperature set this low?” Ray asked. I shook my head, glancing at the thermostat before setting it up again.

“I have no idea how it went down so low.” I said. Ray looked around the room, holding a black object in front of him as he explored. “What is that?”

“A pke meter. It measures the level of psychokinetic energy in an area. But what’s funny is it’s not reading anything.” He frowned at the meter. “You sure…”

“oh now you question my story?” I said, a small smile of my face. Ray blushed as he turned to face me.

“no. It’s just strange that there are no readings whatsoever.” Ray tapped the machine before looking around. “Where’s the kitchen?”

“this way.” I led him into my kitchen and pushed the door open. “Forgive me for uh not following…” ray nodded and entered the room. I looked around from the doorway.

“these the eggs?” I nodded as ray picked one up after scanning it. “I always preferred scrambled but I guess…” he trailed off as he scrunched up his nose at the smell. “Right. Been a week. Gonna wanna get new groceries.” I nodded as I watched him move towards the fridge. “Whatever was here has moved on. I think. I’m not getting any readings.” Ray held out his free hand and I stared at it. “Only if you want to.” I swallowed before taking his hand. He gently led me into the room.

“how can you be sure it moved on?” I asked. Ray nodded.

“I’d have to come back. Probably with egon. And we’d do a full check. More equipment. Not a single corner untouched.” He said. “That is if there isn’t anything in the fridge.” I nodded as ray opened the door and scanned with the pke as I stared in awe at the empty fridge.

“what the fuck?” I whispered. “There’s nothing here.” I let go of rays hand to push the ice cube tray out of the way. “I’m not crazy I swear. There was a building of some sort and a figure and bright lights and…” I took a deep breath and brushed my hand over my forehead. “I can’t believe this.” I left my kitchen and sat down on my couch, head in my hands. “This isn’t happening. I can’t believe this. It can’t be happening.” I whispered. I felt ray touch my knee and I looked up.

“you’re not crazy. I don’t think you’re crazy.” He said softly. “It must have just moved on. I’ll come back with egon. We’ll go over everything and make sure but I think whatever it was is gone now.” I ran a hand down my face as he squeezed my knee. “I’ll get to the bottom of this (Y/N).” I nodded and took a deep breath.

“ok. Yeah.” I agreed. “I’m sorry for wasting your time ray.” He smiled at me as he stood up.

“you didn’t waste my time.” He assured me. “I’ll look into what you saw. Maybe there’s something there. If I find anything even after egon and I make our sweep I’ll let you know.” I nodded as I wiped away a tear, following him to my door.

“thanks ray.” I said, opening it for him. “I’ll check in with Dana when Peter leaves.” Ray chuckled.

“I’ll drag him out if he hasn’t left already.” He patted my arm. “Call us if anything happens in the meantime.” I nodded with a smile.

“I will.” I assured him as he left. I locked the door behind him and took a deep breath. “Here’s hoping.”

[roninkairi]

And Now For Something, Completely Different...

Weapons in the Metaverse

Futaba: I was thinking about something that's been bugging me. Our weapons become real in the Cognitive world because they are seen as a threat, right?

Morgana: Yeah, they are.

Futaba: Akechi uses beam swords and a laser pistol to fight, and they are perceived as real. So...

Morgana: I think I have an idea where this is going.

Futaba: Hey Ren, can you talk to Iwai? I need him to get something special for me.

LATER IN MEMENTOS...

(Joker, Skull, Queen and Mona are facing off against the Reaper)

Morgana: I told you we were hanging around this level too long!

Skull: It couldn't be helped! There were too many treasure chests this time around! Plus we had to talk with Jose!

Queen: Lets just focus on getting rid of the Reaper.

Joker: Good call.

Queen: Joker, we need you to boost our defense, while Skull and I focus on--(a humming sound is heard behind them) Umm, what just got switched on?

Oracle's Voice: Guys, GET BACK!!!

(From behind them, a proton stream is fired and hits the Reaper hard as Oracle steps forward, wearing a proton pack and firing a blast from her particle thrower)

Oracle: How's a billion bolts of pure proton energy feel, sucker?!!

Skull: What the fu--IT'S WORKING?!!

Mona: I'm just as shocked as you.

Queen: Let's not question this---HIT 'EM WITH EVERYTHING YOU GOT!!!

(A few moments later...)

Skull: Out of all the things that you could pick...you went with THAT? What was that anyway? And why not a blaster from a game?

Oracle: Well the BFG9000 was too big for me to carry, and Iwai already had several models for sale so...

Mona: Can we discuss this later? Fox is still trying to sketch that explosion of the Reaper while we're speaking.

Fox: It was quite a magnificent display. I wonder if Iwai can provide me with one as well.

Joker: No. I don't want to risk any of us crossing the streams.

Queen: Especially Skull.

Skull: Why? What would be so bad about that?

Oracle: Think of it as the equivalent of getting caught peeping at Queen, Noir and Panther in the hot springs multiplied by 1000.

Skull: (face goes pale) Never mind. Forget I asked.

BONUS SCENE:

(The team confronts Akechi inside of Shido's Palace, and Akechi finally reveals his true self)

Akechi: COME, LOKI!!!! I will kill you...crush you...DESTROY YOU!!! Teammates are nothing but TRASH!!! (Loki is summoned before them.)

Joker: Come forth...GOZER!!!

Akechi: ...wait I'm sorry, did you say---(Joker removes his mask and Gozer appears before him, eyes glowing red)

Oracle: Ohh. I like where this is going.

Akechi: You think that weak looking piece of crap can stand with me?!!

Gozer: Are you...a GOD?

Akechi: No.

Oracle: Wrong answer, pancake lad.

Gozer: Then...DIE!! (Gozer raises it's arms and unleashes a very heavy barrage of energy, striking both Akechi and Loki so hard, they are both launched and embedded into the walls of the ship.)

Skull: Dude...always say YES.

[zelkams-art]

in all timelines in all possibilities only you can show me this

[listen-to-the-inner-walrus]

Love it when Rolling Stone puts out an article about the 25 most influential internet creators and I've only heard of 7 of them

[medichamcham]

i really enjoy looking through reddit threads related to death metal because the replies sound like a groupchat for cartoon villains

[danlous]

Ignoring the real possibility he intentionally let himself be caught from the little we know so far Luigi Mangione's case is a fascinating combination of astonishing brilliance and confusing stupidity. This young man plans and executes his assassination and escape with such a meticulous care and calmness that it's suspected that he's a professional hitman. He comes up with Riddler-sque moves like writing his manifesto poetically on the bullets and leaving his backpack behind full of Monopoly money. He carefully wears a mask to avoid being identified but removes it because a woman who was checking him into the hostel was flirting with him and wanted to see his smile. He still manages to escape the most surveilled city in the country in the midst of ongoing national manhunt only to get caught in the middle of bumfuck nowhere Pennsylvania while eating at the McDonalds. Because for some reason he had the same clothes and mask as in New York and was carrying the same gun and suppressor. And when the cops detained him he showed them the same fake id he used in New York. And oh yeah he's a frat bro gym rat who has a masters degree in computer science from Penn but reads stupid self-help books about being on the grind and is 'anti-woke' while being bisexual suffering from anxiety and wanting to end oppressive capitalism. Not even god himself could invent a person like this

[girldraki]

[antennatoheaven]

[snowstories]

My biggest tip for fanfic writers is this: if you get a character's mannerisms and speech pattern down, you can make them do pretty much whatever you want and it'll feel in character.

Logic: Characters, just like real people, are mallable. There is typically very little that's so truly, heinously out of character that you absolutely cannot make it work under any circumstance. In addition, most fans are also willing to accept characterization stretches if it makes the fic work. Yeah, we all know the villain and the hero wouldn't cuddle for warmth in canon. But if they did do that, how would they do it?

What counts is often not so much 'would the character do this?' and more 'if the character did do this, how would they do it?' If you get 'how' part right, your readers will probably be willing to buy the rest, because it will still feel like their favourite character. But if it doesn't feel like the character anymore, why are they even reading the fic?

Worry less about whether a character would do something, and more about how they'd sound while doing it.

[kochei0]

I turn to Ares.

Thanks to Tyler Miles Lockett who allowed me to draw inspiration from his ARES piece for page 2! Look at his etsy page it's SICK

⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon

[lgbtlunaverse]

The world exists in such a baffling state of simultaneous sex-aversion and sex-hegemony. Every social platform on the internet is trying to banish sex workers to the shadow realm but I can't post a tweet without at least two bots replying P U S S Y I N B I O. People are self-censoring sex to seggs and $3× but every other ad you see is still filled with half-naked women. Rightwingers want queer people arrested for so much as existing in the same postal code as a child and are also drumming up a moral panic about how teenage boys aren't getting laid enough. I feel like I'm losing my mind.

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @lulusplaycorner, @psychokinetic-ectoplasm, @theselfshippingwitch

Chapter 1

warnings: swearing, ghosts

Janine had called and left a message that Ray was looking for me. After he and Egon had done their scans and confirmed that whatever it was had in fact moved on, I had barely heard from him. Then again, business was picking up. The only time I had even seen him that wasn't on the tv was when my boss had called them out for a ghost that was following me around for a week. The ghost had seemed harmless and I'd actually had a conversation with it. Egon had practically dragged Ray away when he had found out. I trudged down the street to the firehouse, hoping to catch Ray there.

"He's on a call." Janine said when I came in the door. My face fell and I nodded. "Should be back later tonight. They're just holding the traps in the Ecto between jobs now."

"Sounds a little dangerous." I commented, stopping in front of her desk. She opened her mouth to say something but the phone rang first.

"It is." I turned to look at the man coming up from the basement. I furrowed my eyebrows at him. "Winston Zeddemore. I just got hired a few days ago. Even though its done nothing to alleviate any of the work."

"(Y/N) (Y/L/N)." I shook his hand. "I'm one of..."

"The first customers yeah. Ray won't shut up about you." Winston chuckled. I smiled bashfully as he motioned upstairs. "He left some information for you. He'll be pissed he missed you but I'm sure he wants you to have this information more." I followed him upstairs to the lab. He kept walking and I had to hide my laugh at the new purchases. A Pac-Man machine sat in the corner and there was a can of Coke sitting on it. Walking over, I picked up the empty can and tossed it. Winston looked over his shoulder at me as I shelved the box of Cheez-its that were sitting on Egon's workspace. He smiled before motioning me further down the hall. "I don't know why but Ray has been deciding to forgo sleep in order to pour over these. I guess he wanted to make sure he had all the information before he contacted you."

"He hasn't been sleeping?" I asked, concern dripping from my voice. Winston nodded. "Has he been ok on calls? I mean I don't pretend to understand it all but I remember Egon saying something about nuclear somethings..." Winston put his hands on my shoulders and I stopped at the soft smile he was giving me. It wasn't the same as Ray's but it did settle my nerves some.

"He's been fine. Honestly he's been working on less and less sleep as we go. Too many calls lately. Something big is coming. We just don't know what." He explained. "At least that's the working theory." He shrugged before turning back to Ray's bed and grabbing the papers on the nightstand. I took the papers and looked them over.

“when ray gets back or off work or whatever…can you tell him I came by? And he’s free to drop in at my apartment?” I said. Winston nodded as I looked around the room again.

“thinking of cleaning it up?” He teased. I felt my cheeks heat up and smiled sheepishly. “I saw you put away the food in the lab.” He shrugged. “I won’t tell the guys but you have to be quick. I make no promises for Janine.” I laughed as I set about cleaning up their space a little. I didn't do anything drastic, but I made it at least a little more livable and made sure that things were somewhat easier to find. Especially for Egon. Winston laughed as I jumped when I heard the Ecto siren.

"That's new." I said. Winston raised an eyebrow at me. "Last time I was here, it was still just a hearse Ray was working on." I explained as I headed down the stairs.

"Well then be prepared for a whole new car." Winston chuckled. I paused on the last few stairs, watching as Egon and Ray nearly fell out of the car. "How'd we do today guys?" I felt Winston brush past me as Egon handed Janine a stack of papers. Ray stretched before turning to open the back door.

"Three free repeaters. Two class fours. And a class five that just did not want to give up." Ray sighed. "Honestly, I think I'll sleep a week after that one."

"You'll need it." Winston teased. "But I don't think you'll get to have that nap yet." Ray furrowed his eyebrows as he watched Winston walk away with the traps. He did a double take when he saw me on the stairs, smile lighting up his face as he started walking over.

"Hey." He said as he stood at the bottom of the stairs. "What are you doing here?" I smiled back at Ray as he climbed the stairs.

"Thought I’d drop in. See how you were doing. Especially considering Peter dropped by Dana’s rehearsal to give her some information about our little ghost problem.” I teased. Ray blushed before rubbing the back of his neck.

“yeah about that…” he started. I almost put my hand on his chest before pausing at the slime there. “Uh give me about ten minutes to go clean up and we can go talk. Somewhere…that isn’t here.” Ray gave me a small smile. I nodded as he started to climb the rest of the stairs. “Wait I don’t have any of it in my hair do I?” He turned back towards me.

“a little.” I said, eyeing his hair. Ray grimaced before nodding.

“right. Ok. Make that twenty minutes.” He waved his finger in front of him as he headed back to the living quarters. Laughing quietly to myself, I headed back down to the ecto. I looked it over as I waited for ray, smiling softly at how it turned out. “She’s a beauty isn’t she?” I turned at the sound of rays voice.

“yeah she is.” I agreed. “I’m glad you finally got her up and running.” Ray nodded with a smile, shrugging in his coat.

“thanks. I am too.” He held out his hand towards the door and I nodded, following him outside and down the street. “So Winston gave you the papers. I don’t expect any of it to make sense to you but basically it’s…”

“a sumarian god.” I said. “I skimmed it. Made some sense.” Ray looked at me in surprise. “What? It did.”

“it…doesn’t…usually…” he continued to gaze at me, a look somewhere between adoration and awe in his eyes. “To most people.” I shrugged and he shook his head. “But yeah. A sumarian god. Named gozer. Now it has more ties to Dana with the idea of a key master and gatekeeper. She heard the name zuul. That’s the gatekeeper. I didn’t focus too much on that since you didn’t hear a name. You said you saw a figure right?” I nodded. Ray led me into Central Park, paying more attention to the papers we were talking about than where he was going.

“a figure surrounded by light. And a building.” I confirmed. Ray nodded. He took the papers from me and flipped through them before handing them back.

“look familiar?” He asked. I stared at the drawing of a figure surrounded by light.

“What the fuck.” I breathed out. Ray chuckled as we kept walking. “So that doesn’t explain why gozer is in my fridge.” I said as I started to skirt around the fountain. “What does it want with me?”

“I’m not sure yet. I’ve been looking into the building thinking maybe there’s something there you know? So far all I could find is that the guy that built it, ivo shandor, was a nut who worshipped gozer.” Ray explained. “Sacrifices the whole nine yards. But that still doesn’t explain why gozer is appearing now. For all we know it could be…” I turned to look at ray in time to see him trip head over heels into the fountain.

“Ray!” I cried as he sat in the fountain, brow furrowed in confusion.

“the fuck?” He muttered as he stood up, taking my offered hand to help him out. I bit my lip to stop from laughing but ray rubbed the back of his head, staring at the fountain like it was the first time he’d ever seen one and a small giggle escaped. He turned to look at me sheepishly. “Uh sorry about that.” Ray frowned as he looked at me.

“it’s ok. You got excited about what you were talking about. It happens.” I explained. Ray nodded before wiping a hand down his face. “Uh if it isn’t…I mean I don’t think…the guys may give you a hard time if they found out you fell in a fountain so uh…do you want to go to my apartment?” I asked. “To dry off! For a change of clothes!” I exclaimed when I realized how it sounded. Ray nodded slowly, cheeks a burning red and he had a hard time looking me in the eye. I gently took his hand and started in the direction of my apartment. "I mean I know its haunted but its closer and at least the guys wont give you shit." I murmured as I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. Ray nodded as he trailed next to me, eyes firmly fixed on the ground in front of him.

"Sorry." Ray muttered as we neared my building. I turned to look at him fully as he finally looked at me. "I got so excited. Normally when I talk about this stuff, people look at me funny. And I know you're just paying attention because this gozer is in your apartment for some reason but..." I squeezed his hand.

"I'm not paying attention just because of that." I assured him. "I'm paying attention because it’s interesting. I find it fascinating and you are much better at explaining it than Venkman is." Ray gave me a small smile as we entered the building. We took the elevator to my apartment and I made Ray go right to the bathroom to take his wet clothes off. "I have some pants an ex boyfriend left but I don't think any of his shirts are going to fit you." I called through the door as I held the pants and a towel out. Ray reached out to grab them before slamming the door in my face. I giggled as I turned away. I went to dry rays clothes, smiling as I pulled his belt out of the loops and emptying his pockets. I made a small pile on the kitchen table for ray to see before tossing his pants in the dryer.

“(Y/N)?” Ray called as he emerged from the bathroom. “Uh you sure you don’t have a shirt for me?” I turned around and bit my lip as I tried not to look him over.

“Sorry. He was one of those gym bro kind of guys. All his shirts were like three sizes too small. Even for me.” I gave him a sympathetic look as he tugged the towel a little closer to his chest.

“oh.” Ray looked around. “Uh since we’re just going to wait for my stuff…I could finish what I was saying earlier.” I nodded as I held my hand out, gesturing to the couch. “The best egon and I can come up with it that there’s something about this building. It’s drawing in energy. Whether that means gozer is going to come back or not I don’t know. It doesn’t make any sense when tied with Dana’s issue.” He said once he sat down. “Honestly, if you want my opinion, I’d leave. We could set you up at the firehouse and come back to check out the apartment again. Hell you could have my bed. Not like I’m using it anyway.” I smiled softly at ray as my eyes drifted briefly to his chest. I bit my lip as my eyes jumped back to his eyes. Ray didn’t even notice.

“and what happens when you guys can’t find or prove anything again?” I asked. Ray nodded.

“right. We’d be sending you right back into whatever this is anyway.” Ray agreed. “I’m sorry we couldn’t be more help (Y/N).” I nodded.

“you guys did your best. And got me answers. If something comes up again, I know who to call.” I joked. The dryer went off and we both paused.

“Uh I know it goes without saying but could you not say anything to the guys about the fountain?” Ray asked as I stood up.

“what fountain?” I asked, face as straight as I could get it. Ray smiled brightly at me.

“thank you.” He whispered as I went to get his clothes. Ray changed and I walked him to my door. “I’ll call you. Make sure you’re ok and let you know if anything else comes up.” I nodded as ray headed down the hall. Closing my door, I let out a puff of air.

“a god. Of course.” I muttered as I headed towards my room to keep reading up on gozer.

[tariah23]

Oh…. Well, it’s over for Crunchyroll I guess

[hamletthedane]

The movie Wicked is proof that any source material can be vastly improved by simply making the intense female friendship much gayer + the mutual male love interest both wildly bisexual and lowkey down to just be their third