#Da Party

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For anybody watching Da Party:

Here have a bingo board.

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All day Uno/Da Party marathon for this boys birthday 🩵

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I just watched the Da Party video and it had me in tears

If I heard “flick the stick” and “soft blocked” again, I’ll be dying

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Uhh so max lost the titles… but hey…. Da party is back

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Da party single releases tonight but tomorrow we’re getting a music video I’m so excited!

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DaParty - Austin Creed, Adam Cole, Cesaro and Tyler Breeze.

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OMG Coles face is like: Britt is gonna kill me

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My Idiot - Adam Cole x Emery

Part of my Dark Angel of the Bullet Club Series

Tag List: @summertimefun1982 @blxxckheart @regalbanshee

Words: 1016

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“I hope you guys don’t mind—I’ve got a guest—” Adam smiled as he got comfortable in his chair.

“What guest—” Breeze began to ask, before Emery wheeled her chair into the frame, causing Creed to gasp.

“No—”

“Heyyyyy Creed,” Emery smiled devilishly, waving her fingers at the camera.

“It’s you.” Creed seethed, his eyes wide.

“Yepp, Lil ole me. Didn’t ya miss me?”

Emery watched in amusement as Creed began talking to himself, looking down at his desk to avoid the camera.

“We haven’t even begun and Creed’s losing it!” Breeze yelled in amusement, leaning back in his chair as he laughed.

“No—no, you don’t understand—” Creed started, trying to tell Breeze and Claudio about what happened the last time he and Emery met for a game.

“Now now, Creed. That’s water under the bridge,” Emery gently told him, Adam sitting beside her with a huge grin on his face, “All in the past. Let’s forget and forgive—and move on—”

“Forget and forgive?!”

“I didn’t realize this would be a thing,” Adam laughed.

“Why is she there?” Creed asked him, stone-faced.

“Britt had her over, but she had to go to the office,” Adam explained, “I knew we’d be doing this, so I invited her to watch. Besides, Ree and I haven’t had the chance to hang out much.”

“Yeah, it’s nice. Like old times,” Emery agreed with a smile, before putting on a sad face, “But, if it’s really that much of a problem, I’ll leave...” She got up from her chair and walked out of frame, as Creed cheered.

“Thank the Lord!”

“Nah nah nah!” Breeze interjected, “I like seeing you sweat man—Chugs, bring her back!”

“No!”

“C’mon! Swiss, What’cha say, man? Majority rules here.”

“Swiss—” Creed warned, but to no avail.

“I say... bring the lady back.”

Adam laughed as Emery slid back into the frame, gently plopping back into her chair with a smile on her face.

“Fine,” Creed grumbled, leaning back in his chair.

“I don’t know why she wants to watch this though- Chugs always loses anyhow,” Breeze cackled.

“Ah come on man!”

“Hey now—if I remember correctly, the one who lost most of the games last year was Creed,” Emery said, defending Adam.

“Thank you!” he smiled to her, at the same time Creed objected.

“Hey! I did not--!”

“Actually, you did,” Claudio agreed, “I can bring up the numbers if you’d like.”

“Let’s just play—” Creed frowned, grabbing his controller and connecting to Uno.

“Tell you what, Creed, to make it interesting for you,” Emery told him, but he brushed it off, pretending to not be interested; Breeze was listening with a huge smirk on his face though, and even Claudio seemed to be listening, “If Adam happens to, for some reason, place in third or fourth tonight—I’ll eat a whole lemon.”

“A whole lemon?” Creed repeated, finally showing he was paying attention to her, “Not a single wedge, not a half of a lemon—a whole lemon?”

“The whole thing—minus the rind and seeds,” Emery nodded, “That enough to perhaps get you to cool your jets?”

“…. Fine.”

“So, while you guys start- I’m going to raid your fridge,” she said, looking over at Adam, “See if you have a lemon or not. If not, it’ll have to be an I owe you that I’ll film later with you guys.”

“Deal,” Creed nodded, jumping on in instantly as the game started.

Forty-five minutes later, the score wasn’t looking too good. Claudio had one win and was at 142 points, Adam had one win and was at 119 points, Breeze had two wins and was at 403 points, and Creed had two wins while at 388 points.  If either Breeze or Creed won their current round, Adam would be in last place.

After raiding his fridge, Emery had returned to the room lacking a lemon and promised to do the punishment at another time—and Creed was sure to hold her to it.

“C’mon, switch with me, c’mon—” Adam pleaded as he looked through his near twenty cards, his finger ready to hit the jump-in button should it come up.

“Let it happen, boys—let it happen!” Breeze cackled, only having three cards—correction, two cards in his hand.

“Chugs this is gonna be on you,” Creed told him, playing a green 9.

“No, don’t leave it up to me! C’mon, guys!” Adam cried, a smile on his face as Claudio played a special card.

“Garbage man—Garbage!” Breeze griped, as his cards were shown to everyone. A yellow plus two and red four.

“Okay, Chugs—get ’im,” Claudio encouraged.

“I can’t get him! Uh---” Adam frantically looked through his cards as Emery watched silently. She would not get involved, no matter how much she wanted to.

“You got this,” Emery told him confidently, her shoulder sagging in dismay as Adam quickly played a green four.

“Chugs--!” Creed exclaimed, as Breeze quickly put down his red four and pressed the uno button.

“LET IT HAPPEN BOYS!” Breeze yelled excitedly.

“Hurrrrrrt’m,” Creed said, as he put down a red skip, causing Claudio to gripe at him, “C’mon Chugs, hurrrrrrt’m.”

“I uh--- I---” Adam panicked, scrolling through his cards. Emery watched with bated breath, her eyes widening as he stopped on one card. “This is all I got to hurt him with--!”

She facepalmed as he placed down a blue draw two, confident it would work; instantly, the whole group was in an uproar as Creed and Claudio called foul, and Breeze cackled loudly as he put down his yellow plus two, effectively winning the game.

“Thanks for the bonehead play there Chugs!”

“Ah, noooo!” Adam cried out, slouching back in his chair, his palm smacking his forehead.

“You’re such an idiot,” Emery shook her head, a soft smile on her face. Adam dropped his hand, looking over at her with his own smile.

“Well, at least I’m your idiot, right?”

“For the past seven years, you sure are.”

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Adam Cole whisper fight | Hey!(EW)

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Da Party Bingo 2.0

I decided to update the bingo card to better reflect ALL episodes of Uno, so you can reasonably win with any episode, whether it's on UpUpDownDown or Da Party.

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What do you mean UpUpDownDown Uno Replay? Rewatching the thing that got me through the pandemic RIGHT NOW

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I’m still not over Swiss calling us pre pubes

[sheinthatfandom]

Two of the nicest guys in AEW and half of Da Party hanging out and my Swiss sweetheart in a soft cozy sweater I CANT!

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DaParty - Austin Creed, Adam Cole, Cesaro and Tyler Breeze.

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DATV Banter: Spite Wants To Set A Flame (Bellara's Other Book)

Lucanis (and by extension, Spite) have been helping Bellara with her romance novel. Flowery language and smut metaphors lead Spite to some surprising conclusions.

As someone on the autism spectrum, I remember struggling with interpreting metaphor as a young person A LOT. As soon as it was introduced in Veilguard that Bellara was writing some smutty fanfiction, the first thoughts I had were "Oh, the neurospicy gang is gonna struggle." (Mainly Taash and Spite.) Part of an on-going series of fan-writings.

***This is some fanfiction/fanart from an elder millennial (me) who is stuck in Thedas. These are NOT actual screenshots from the game.