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ggukkieland · 4 years ago

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📕CURRENT READS (2020 October)

🌹 Fics I’ve enjoyed reading this October, with some few unread ones (still have 4 to 5 days to finish!). Waah I have read a lot 😲 I can’t believe I’m almost complete with this list 🥳. Usually when I post and organize the list, half of it are still on #toread status. I thought of curating Halloween-themed fics 🎃 but I ended up reading any genre anyway😁.

Again, credit goes to these awesome writers! Sending them lots of love and virtual hugs 🥰🤗💜🥰🤗💜🥰🤗 .

✅ - done reading | S (smut) F (fluff) A (angst)

🥕[Ongoing Series - to check weekly]

Still reading the ongoing series from last month’s reading list, whenever there is an update 😊

I Feel You in my Heart by @purpletaecup - MYG | exes au, second chances, some chapters have smau elements | A, S, F (really good story development 😭)

[7/?] nearly 2 months after their divorce, yoongi and y/n wade through the aftermath of the fallout by themselves. yoongi is moving on with someone else while y/n finds herself stuck in waves of anxiety and depression. soon enough, they are brought together again by an unfortunate accident

If it Harms None, Do What You Will by purpletaecup - JJK | smau, comedy, supernatural au, fantasy au, witch!reader, demon!jungkook | F, S 🎃

[6/?] it’s the beginning of October and green witch y/n has been preparing for all of the spooky activities she needs to do for all hallow’s eve. one of her older friends gives her a ritual candle for protection. a couple of drops of blood and a wonky magic circle later, there is a high level demon sitting on the floor of her living room.

We Live with a Ghost by @smaubts - JJK | smau, comedy, ghost au, roommates au | F 🎃

[6/13] when jungkook convinces his roommate, y/n, that their house is haunted by an evil ghost, they decide their best option is to contact with it and make it leave but end up summoning an actual ghost by accident.

Swan Black by CharWrites [AO3] - JJK | fantasy, supernatural, enemies to lovers, dark fantasy, apocalypse, Fae!Jungkook, Fae!Yoongi, Fae!Taehyung, LOTR/Mortal Instruments/Labyrinth vibes | A, S (I love this! It’s like watching LOTR 😍) 🎃

[10/?] So's twin brother, Jimin, has been kissed by darkness: an evil that has spread across the land and has claimed many souls. They only have weeks until the darkness consumes him. Once consumed, he will be governed by the unsullied: a powerful race of Dark Fae that has overtaken the world.

So seeks out a rogue Fae Prince, Kook, who is her only hope, if she can survive his deadly charms and irresistible lure especially when he is much more interested in possessing her, mind body and soul.

Third Wheeling by @taetaewonderland - MYG | strangers to lovers au, ceo!yoongi | A, F, S 🥰

[1/?] Min Yoongi is a strict man. Time is money to the CEO of Kisung Connected. He isn’t interested in conventional things or wastes of time. He’s an asshole. But, you didn’t realize until it was too late. Until you met him at the club and it changed your life forever.

Bad Friends by @hollyxqx- MYG | friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, neighbor au, college au, fwb au | A, S, F (what a good angst 😥)

[1/3] hooking up with your childhood best friend was never your plan, but neither was falling in love with him either. he’s troubled but his heart is gold. when you move away for college, things start to take a turn.

House of Lilies by @suqakoo - JJK | mafia au, arranged marriage au | A, F, S

[3/?] Jeon Jungkook is the only heir to Dal Gurimja. He is the poster child for mafia bosses. He’s a feared hit-man among the underground world, and a successful CEO among the socialites of Seoul. Pair him with a castaway girl who’s been out of society for twelve years, and… what do you get?

Your Eyes Tell by @njkbangtan - JJK | soulmate au, enemies to lovers au, roommates au, sugar baby (but not really), slow burn | A, F

[5/?] You live in a world where people see in black and white. The solution to finally see the colors? It’s simple. You need to meet your soulmate and look at him in the eyes, but what if the person bound to you is already contented with the monochromatic world? What if…Jeongguk, your soulmate, is already in love with someone else?

I hate u, I love u by @bbangpanmen - JJK | fwb au, friends to lovers au, smau | A

[17/23] he uses you to forget her; you let him because you love him.

Puzzle by @kimvvantae - JJK | fwb au, friends to lovers au, college au | A, S, F (I’ve read this before, around 2018-19 and I thought it was discontinued. Glad there’s an update ^_^)

[7/?] the line between friendship and something more has never been crossed - but that changes after a break up and a drunken night, when you not-so-accidentally cross this line to something much more. what happens when after this accident your non-matching puzzle pieces seem to match in a way you’ve never imagined?

The Lesson/Min Boy by @adventuresinwonderlust - MYG | bad boy!yoongi, dom-sub elements, enemies to lovers, brat!reader | S, A, F

[6/8] No summary provided but it’s the twisted story between bad boy Yoongi with angsty backstory and this brat/rich kid. I really liked how it was written though. I made a mistake of reading part 4: Two Months Too Long, which should’ve been the 6th story to read if you follow the author’s sequence.

Popular-ish by @hansolmates - JJK | popular!jungkook, college au, fwb to lovers, shy!oc | F, S, A

[9/?] drabble series: you are way out of jungkook’s league. Or is it the other way around?

Date Me by @latetaektalk - JJK | enemies to lovers, fake dating au, rich kid au | A, F,

[prologue + 1/?] when obnoxiously rich and spoiled frat boy jeon jungkook comes up to you one day and asks you to fake date him for money, you definitely should have said no. because before you knew it, you were going on insta dates with him and having lunch with his equally obnoxiously rich and spoiled friends.

All Over You by @zibermuda - JJK | enemies to lovers, nerd!jk, fuckgirl!reader | S, F

[2/?] you don’t usually go for the quiet, nerdy type, but Jungkook’s by far the best looking guy in your year. You just can’t help yourself. You have to have him. Small hiccup; he hates you

Effortlessly by @gyukult - JJK | friends to lovers, neighbors au,

[8/?] “Reciprocate feelings?” Jungkook crosses his arms before he continues, “They should know that you’re the only girl in my life.“ Jungkook has been your best friend and neighbor since you could remember, but what you can’t recall is when your feelings began develop for him.

HEI$T: A JJK Fic by lucidly [AO3] - JJK | heist au, action, bangtan are thieves, vigilante au | A, S

[3/?] Six years after being thrown into the world of forgery, espionage, and heists, Mona and her team face competition like never before: The Bulletproof Boy Scouts, a fabled Korean gang of thieves that everybody seems to know, but no one has seen. When she comes face to face with all 7 of them, Mona knows: they're real, and this job won't be like the others. For years she has followed the money, but could it be time that she follow her heart instead?

🥕[Completed AUs/Series- to read]

✅ - done reading (also there seems to be a lot of JJK fics)

Creep @xjoonchildx - MYG | S, pwp, yandere ✅

Guilty @xjoonchildx - KNJ | A, S, mafia au, second part of Guarded AU (an awesome JHS series)

Chapter One: How Odd Chapter Two: Incheon Mall Tube Tops Final Chapter: Is Something Burning? Epilogue: Better Than Okay

Paddle with Me @yoongs-jeontae - JJK | A, S, enemies to lovers, camp counselor au, pwp ✅

Hate Me @themfchase - JJK | S, collegel!au, enemies to lovers au, fuckboy!jk, pwp ✅

Devil in a Blue Suit @yeojaa - JJK | F, S, idiots to lovers, established au, good boy!jungkook

main story ✅ + drabbles ✅

Sweetest Crush @minjoonalist - JHS | F, S, brother’s best friend au

Fake Love @aquaminwrites - JHS | F, S, A, fake dating au, enemies to lovers ✅

Faded Love @jamaisjoons - PJM | A, S, marriage au, infidelity ✅

Brown-Eyed Baby @vinterjeon - JJK | A, S, F, exes to lovers, single dad!jk

01 02 ✅

Why We Got Married @ktheist - KTH | F, S, arranged marriage au, slow burn ✅

Lonely Hearts Club @dovechim - JJK | S, F, enemies to lovers, wedding au ✅

Come to Me @jeonsweetpea - JJK | S, A, F ,friends to lovers, college au ✅

Satan on the Strip @noir0neko - JJK | S, A, demon!jungkook ✅ 🎃

No Face @seokoloqy - MYG | A, S, F, demon au, supernatural au ✅ 🎃

Take a Chance @crystaljins - JJK | A, Hanahaki au, co-workers, very angsty but Seokjin provides comic relief

01 02 03 04 05 06 07 ✅

The Lottery Offering @skswriting - JJK | A, F, S, werewolf au, sort-of arranged marriage au ✅

A Beautiful Epiphany @onherwings - JJK | A, S, F, friends to lovers, unrequited love, artist!jungkook ✅

Au Naturel (sequel) - drabble, established au ✅

Broken Dreams @ddaenysus - JJK | A, soulmate au, unrequited ✅

And Mended Hearts (sequel) - A, S, soulmate au, college au ✅

Coin Toss @yoondoze - JJK | A, mafia au, detective au, exes au, plot twist 👀 ✅

I Knew It Was You @hoseokmylovesworld - JJK | S, F, werewolf au, college au ✅ 🎃

Little Blue @pars-ley - JJK | F, S, friends to lovers, college au, with TW ✅

Little Blue Pill @dreamescapeswriting - JJK | S, pwp, friends to lovers ✅

Smitten @megahwn - JJK | F, S, arranged marriage au, strangers to lovers au ✅

Hit Me with Your Best Shot @namfine - JJK | S, pwp, martial arts, friends to lovers ✅

Slow and Steady @yoonia - JJK | S, A, artist!jungkook, infidelity, established au ✅

Cockblocked @mercurygguk - JJK | A, S, F, friends to lovers, roommates au ✅

everything I ever wanted (drabble) - morning after ✅

What are you Afraid Of? @cupofteaguk - JJK | F, avatar the last bender au

Part 2 (prompt: if you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed) - avatar au, F, S

demon-etized @jungkxook - KNJ | S, youtube au, ghost hunter au 🎃

Spellbound @jeonseok - JJK | F, slight S, demon au, crack, romcom ✅ 🎃

Raising Demons (sequel) - fluffy, smut, established au, crack ✅ 🎃

What’s in a Name? @minsimagines - JJK | A, F, demon au, soul selling scenario, romance

01 02 03 ✅ 🎃

The Big Yellow School Bus [15k] fringesofsanity [AO3] - JJK | S, A, F, noona, fwb au ✅

once bitten, twice shy [5.6k] obiwrites [AO3] - JJK | A, F, implied S, exes au, parents au ✅

Lose Somebody [26k] @kooala - JJK | A, F, slight S, exes au, camping au ✅

Oh What a World [100k] @taestybae - PJM | A, S, F, fake marriage au, fallen idol au (been wanting to read this since July (!), will finally get to reading this 🥰)

series masterlist [18 chapters + epilogue]

🥕[Drabbles]

okay I just realized they’re all JJK drabbles 😅

Incandesce @eunoiabliss - 544 words | JJK | fantasy au, fluff ✅

Forgetful Confession @suhdays - 991 words | JJK | fluff, slight angst, college au, friends to ??? ✅

Club @taleasnewastime - 2k | JJK | fluff, bestfriends ✅

JJK Reincarnation drabble @ktheist - 571 words | JJK | F, reincarnation (?) | love love this 🥰 ✅

Pup @whipped-for-kpop-fics - 1.5k | JJK | F, humour, werewolf au, established au | this is cute and funny 🤣 ✅

A Line Crossed @underthejoon - 723 words | JJK | A, bodyguard au ✅

Rousing Rendezvous @rookiegukie - 1.5k | JJK | smut, frenemies with benefits, modern royalty au ✅

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leftylily21 · 3 years ago

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Going to Girl Scout camp before 6th grade was a very formative experience for me, but I didn’t know it at the time.

I went to a day camp for a week with my troop mate at the time. We’ll call them Oak.

The first day, I heard these two girls talking about TheOdd1sOut, and since I also liked TheOdd1sOut, I joined in on the conversation. The one girl’s name was Nutella. (Ok, it was Nella, but she wanted a camp name like the counselors!) I don’t remember the other girl’s name. The more I got to know them, the more scared I was of them. They were 7th graders! They liked edgy bands like Panic! at the Disco!!! They… were gay?!?!?!

What was even scarier was that Oak got really close to them. And they talked about being gay. A lot.

One day, our counselor sat us down and said that she didn’t mind us talking about those things, but we couldn’t talk about them in front of the younger girls.

Another day, Nutella made a joke that I was gay because I had a rainbow colored swimsuit. And I freaked out! I’m not gay! How could she possibly say that???

Oak came out that next school year. I blamed myself for introducing them and I to those girls. I thought I turned Oak queer. In reality, I probably just helped them on their journey a lot.

That year, I also went to an overnight camp in the mountains. That time, I went alone.

When I saw Sarah for the first time, I instantly knew she was queer. Her Deadpool shirt, purple hair, and sleeve of friendship bracelets gave it away.

If Nutella was scary, Sarah was downright terrifying. She, too, liked Panic! at the Disco. She wasn’t a 7th grader, but an 8th grader! She was a Wiccan, drew pictures of Human Centipede, and read adult books like The Perks of Being a Wallflower.

She also made gay jokes, like the time she bent a stick of Pla-Doh to show that she was “not straight.” I pretended not to get it. I got it.

She also told us that she had a crush on Leech, the goth CIT that was somehow even more terrifying than Sarah!

Even though Nutella and Sarah scared me, I secretly admired them. (I definitely had a crush on Sarah, but we aren’t gonna talk about that!) I pledged that I would never turn out like them, but then I ended up turning out exactly like them.

I wear sleeves of friendship bracelets, thoroughly enjoyed The Perks of Being a Wallflower, and LOVE Panic! at the Disco.

Oh- and I’m a lesbian. That too.

I remember exasperatedly telling my mom that Girl Scout camp was “a place for lesbians to get dates!” Yet I kept coming back.

Now, 4 years later, I’m going to be a CIT at the same camp in the mountains. And while I’m not sure I’ll “get dates,” I will never forget the mark that place left- and still leaves- on me to this day.

#girl scout camp #is hella gay #sapphic #lesbian #lgbtq #girl scouts #queer #panic at the disco #the perks of being a wallflower #gay scout camp

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celosiaa · 4 years ago

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this is a super random thought I had about Emma the other day - I used to attend (and then later worked at) a girl scout summer camp that had an international counselors program. it's been forever so I don't remember what it was called but basically late high school/college-aged students from countries outside the US would go to work at a few participating camps for the summer, they would get paid bi-weekly and get free food/housing/etc. I worked with some awesome counselors from England/Australia/Spain/Russia/etc. ANYWAY I had a thought abt Emma participating in that program/something similar, like. I could see Emma being a great counselor, especially for middle-school aged kids because she has this fierce energy, is really good at not talking down to them and also just Vibes in that vaguely spooky way that middle schoolers appreciate. everyone comes to her after showers for hair braiding, and she's really good at bringing shy kids out of their shells by talking to them abt their interests and not pressuring them. JM being nervous about her being so far from home for so long (assuming she was still in high school at this point, and also Jon having some uh, negative feelings toward America based on his time there and honestly who could blame him. it's a terrible country on multiple levels). I think despite that Jon would come around to the idea first whereas it takes some more convincing for Martin to be ok with it. maybe they're talking to Tim and Sasha abt it and they're like "yes!!!! let her go do things it'll be a great experience!!!" but still understanding their apprehension abt it. I'm kind of rambling now but you get the idea haha

I LOVE ALL OF THIS SO MUCH

Especially the vaguely spooky vibes that middle schoolers love omg. And the hair braiding! That takes me back to my camp days.

I’ll bet you anything that JM asked Helen to transport them over there to visit her. And Jon holds Martin’s hand the whole time, because he not only thinks but he KNOWS that America sucks. But!! When he does get to see Emma and how happy she is at the camp, I think he’s able to loosen up a little bit. They take her out to eat at some place that serves sweet tea and Martin is LIVID

(until he tries it. And then is MORE livid because he Doesn’t Hate It.)

#emma #hcs #asks #q

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bizoevan · 5 years ago

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Zoevan HCs!! These exist in an Evan didn’t lie au because I don't feel like angst! - Zoe sometimes will draw on Evan’s arms/hands, and, when he still had his cast, she would draw on that too - Evan likes to braid Zoe’s hair, and he gets really good at it—he can do really complicated braids, and it relaxes Zoe a whole lot - At some point, they dye their hair some funky color together. Evan is self conscious about it, but Zoe tells him he looks “so hot”, and she rocks it and her confidence inspires him - Zoe thinks Evan is literally the cutest person on Earth and she tells him so all the time - Zoe has a Polaroid camera and she takes pictures of them constantly, and she hangs them up in her room (a whole section of her wall is just pictures of the two of them) - Evan has instagram pretty much only to brag about his girlfriend, and he gushes about her in the comments of literally all her posts - He doesn’t post on Instagram that often but when he does, Zoe definitely returns the favor - They love going places together! They’ve gone to basically every museum/aquarium/zoo within driving distance and they spend whole days there, seeing every exhibit and holding hands the whole time - They also go to parks! Ellison state park is their favorite just because of how familiar Evan is with it. Evan can and will talk the entire time they’re there about every single tree he sees and Zoe… is absolutely enamored with him, but also now knows more than she’d ever need to know about trees - Zoe’s a Girl Scout and has been since elementary school, and during the summer she spends most weeks as a counselor at a local day camp in the forest and she uses the tree facts she knows to impress all the kids, but if anyone asks she will readily brag that her super smart boyfriend taught her them all - They both love going camping, and the Murphy’s will take Evan on their family camping trips. Evan and Zoe are the only competent campers of the group. - Evan goes to every single performance that Zoe has, Jazz band or otherwise. He likes sitting in the very front and him being there always calms all of her nerves - Evan doesn’t have a car and doesn’t like driving, but Zoe is always willing to drive him places (any excuse to see him/get out of her house) - Zoe drives Evan home from school most days, and they usually go to her house for a while and do homework or just hang out for a while before she takes him home - When Zoe has band rehearsal, Evan stays after school through until rehearsal is over and he tells her how good she is at guitar after every rehearsal even if he couldn’t hear anything they were playing - Cynthia and Larry love Evan, and Heidi loves Zoe. They each eat dinner with each others family at least a couple times a month - Zoe loves spending time with Heidi, they like to drink tea and make fun of Evan out of love - They’re a gross PDA couple—always holding hands, and they’ll kiss hello and goodbye and it’s probably a little obnoxious but they don’t care because they’re just so in love - They do some of this (the driving home together and going places together) before they’re dating, but they start dating really fast - Zoe confesses- she accidentally said I love you and Evan looked so cute when he was flustered that she couldn’t help but kiss him - Zoe likes to wear Evan’s jackets, and will sometimes even borrows his shirts even though they don’t fit her right - Zoe writes little love songs to Evan all the time and they’re his favorite thing in the world In conclusion: they’re in love

#this is not what I usually post but I was just really feeling zoevan tonight #zoevan #zoe murphy #evan hansen #bandtrees #deh #aj.txt

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asocier · 5 years ago

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interaction guide for emile!

last edited: april 6th, 2021

emile ... my sweet baby boy. he’s an extremely friendly muse all around, and while he seems like he’d crumple at the first sign of danger, emile has surprisingly good fight or flight instincts. there’s a part of him that can work well under pressure, so when the world literally is on fire, emile will unexpectedly take charge and call the shots. of course, that’s when the pressure is really on — for the most part, emile is extremely non-confrontational and is perpetually stuck in a loop of ‘what am i doing with my life?’ as he wakes up everyday to a job he doesn’t care for. he makes the best of things, however, and finds pleasure in the simple things. he especially loves being out in nature, so that’s where he’ll truly be himself. in terms of his love life, he’s trying — that’s all i can really say on the matter. he’d be a good boyfriend, though, once things get serious; my sources have confirmed this.

supernatural plots — boy howdy, does emile befriend supernatural beings easily! i’m not sure what it is, but he really has a history of forming meaningful relationships with those who aren’t human, and it might just stem from the fact he thinks they’re incredibly interesting so long as, you know, they aren’t trying to kill him. so throw your magical girls, your aliens, your monsters, your non-human muses at emile because boy howdy is he down for the shenanigans and the adventure that comes alone with befriending these muses. he will absolutely literally be so fascinated by them and not give them grief if they’re nice to him !!! if they try to kill him, boy howdy will he be ready to run for his life because emile is already scared of everything and now he gotta run to save his ass.

family friendly wholesome plots — emile + children is literally one of the best things on this blog. i say this for like two other muses on this blog too but c’mon, emile and kids literally get along so well, how could i not suggest this possibility too in an interaction guide for him? he’s one of best babysitters and would love to interact with young muses, even if they aren’t small children but still quite young. even tween/teenagers might get along with him ( though if they’re going through some angst, he’s gonna be ... a lil awkward )

nature/camping/plant plots — i mentioned that emile loves being out in nature, and this has long been the case since he was young. i make fun of him by saying he’s like an overgrown boy scout just because he has so much knowledge about the outdoors and camping from years of doing things like hiking. he also has a green thumb; really loves himself a nice plant. so here are some plots where your muse:

needs a camping/hiking buddy and invites emile ( pre-est relationship most likely )

meets emile at a campsite ( first meeting type of plot ! )

is a camp counselor at a summer camp and emile is your co-counselor/head counselor and yall gotta take care of all these fking kids together for a whole summer

works at a plant nursery/floral shop and they always see emile come in bc he hoards plants and loves to buy fresh cut flowers, either for himself or his sister, alison bc she loves flowers too

just ... talks to emile about his plants casually or asks him for advice on why their plant isn’t doing so well

needs a new trail mix/energy bar recipe and asks emile ( a neighbor? a friend? someone who is also looking at recipe books in a book store? ) if he has any

art/photography/music plots — like his sister, emile dabbles in a lot of hobbies too and he shares a lot of those with alison. the biggest differences lie in the fact that while alison favors watercolor painting or body art with acrylics, emile prefers sketching with paper/pen and paper. similarly, while alison mainly plays the piano, emile plays the violin. photography is something both siblings share, though emile likes to take pictures of landscaping in addition to portraits. here are some plots where your muse:

needs a photographer for their *insert special event here* and hires emile

needs a violinist for their *insert fancy event here that requires live music* and hire emile

asks emile for violin lessons

wants to play pictionary with emile and that’s how they learn that emile can draw really well

“what even is emile’s romantic life” plots — my boy really tries to fall in love, okay. he tries, but it’s not that easy for him when you take into account how he’s not really out of the closet to a lot of people in his life and how he generally just has terribly luck with romantic relationships in general. this started back in high school, and it really doesn’t do much for his self esteem when it come to dating. it kind of puts dating on the back burner for him, really, especially since he isn’t in the best place in his life at the moment to find a serious relationship, but he still likes to try and go on dates once in a while, and he’s trying to learn to embrace the fact he isn’t straight. so here are some plots where your muse:

bothers emile a lot about why he doesn’t have a girlfriend and plays matchmaker/tries to teach him how to talk to girls because that’s what you think the problem is

gets set up on a blind date with emile and it either goes really well, or it goes really badly. plot twist: you two used to know each other somehow ( high school, community college, work before one of yall left the office, camp a while back, ect ).

plays a supportive role in helping emile discover his sexuality ( can be in high school or afterwards ). your muse can either be super helpful or super intrusive and it makes emile suffer but, you know, your muse has good intentions. this “help” can be your muse sharing their experiences with emile, taking him out to lgtbq+ spaces to help him embrace this side of his identity, assuring emile that it’s not wrong to like the same sex, ect. they could also just take a balls to the wall crazy approach if that’s more their style, up to your tbh

miscellaneous plots — here are some more random ideas in case you’re feeling stuck still! i’d like to remind everyone that my wishlist tag is always a great place to look too if you aren’t feeling what’s in the guide. i hope that the guide gives you an idea at least as to how you might approach a muse and what plots work well for them!

your muse offers to find emile a better job because they can tell he’s not loving his current job, so they offer him a helping hand. similarly, your muse offers to help emile go back to school because they wants to see emile succeed and be happy doing something in a field he actually cares about.

office plots — your muse works at the same law firm as emile and shares an office space with him. please talk to him because emile needs a friend at work to make his job more enjoyable :’)

high school plots — emile does have a high school verse like most of my other muses do. the bulk of what happens in high school involves emile discovering he’s not straight and being bullied for it for nate and cedric. on top of that, he’s witnessing his sister go through a really bad relationship, but with how secretive she is with things, it’s hard for him to intervene. there’s a lot of avenue for serious plots in this verse, but as with alison, lighthearted high school plots can also happen with emile! teenagers aren’t just full of angst, after all. sometimes we just need some shenanigans.

community college plots — instead of university, emile attends community college for a couple years to obtain his associates so that he can work as a legal assistant. he works odd jobs to keep himself afloat, and for the most part, he’s just vibing.

werewolf verse plots —a post explaining the basics of this verse can be found here! in this verse, emile is considered a beta and spent his whole life practically raising his sister, alison. growing up, the siblings did not belong to a stable pack, and as such, they pretty much spent most of their life kind of living how they wanted. emile in this verse is just vibing, too. he’s not looking for a mate or for drama, he’s just trying to make sure his sister doesn’t get herself into trouble. i’d like to re-emphasize that this is not a true omegaverse even though i do categorize muses as alphas, omegas, or betas, mention bonding between werewolves, nesting, heat/rut, and the use of suppressants to control the severity of heat. the description of these topics, however, are very tame as the focus of this verse is not unhealthy power imbalances or plotless smut. this verse exists bc werewolves are cool, and also because the idea of bonding between partners is where i find the most interest since true bonding really embodies the “to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until parted by death” sentiment in marriage vows except even to a more serious degree. so yeah — werewolves. have your werewolf meet mine. it’ll be fun.

#wishlist;#cw: long post

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themangledsans0508 · 5 years ago

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Wounded

AGNST WARNING YALL NO MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH BUT BLOOD!

Mal knelt beside Molly, shaking. Molly’s breathing was labored, and her shirt was soaked with blood. She couldn’t believe what had just happened. If she had moved faster if she had been paying attention, if-

“Mal.” Molly’s voice was weak, and she reached a hand up to place on Mal’s cheek. Tears streamed down Mal’s cheeks, her brain wasn’t working. She had done all this medical training, why couldn’t she remember? She reached over to Molly’s hand and gripped it tightly, squeezing her eyes shut. She drew in a shaky breath.

“Stay with me Mol, it’ll be okay. Stay with me.” She blamed that voice, that hellish creature that wouldn’t leave Molly alone. She blamed herself, if she had been able to protect Molly, this wouldn’t have happened.

“Mal! Molly!” Mal whipped her head in the direction of the voice, Jo and April, looking like angels running towards them. She gently squeezed Molly’s hand, looking back to her.

“It’s gonna be okay Molly, Jo and April are here. It’ll be okay.” Molly smiled weakly.

“I love you Mal.” She shut her eyes.

“MOLLY!”

Mal paced back and forth in Rosie’s cabin, unable to speak as she and Jen spoke softly between themselves. She wanted to scream, she wanted to run out of that hell and go to Molly’s side. She couldn’t stand this, she didn’t know if her best friend, her partner in everything, was alive or dead.

“Mal,” Jen spoke softly, breaking the silence. “I know you’re worried about her, but I need you to stay in the cabin right now. All the campers are gonna stay in their cabins for the rest of the day.”

What about her? Mal wanted to scream. What are we going to do about that thing?

“But-” Mal began her weak protest, her voice hardly working.

“Counselor’s orders, scout.” Rosie placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. “We’re doing our best to take care of her, you’ve got to go take care of your cabin.” Mal complied, dragging herself out the door and down the steps. She walked to the Roanoke cabin, resisting the urge with every step to run to the nurse’s cabin, and stay by Molly’s side.

The cabin felt empty without her. Mal laid in her bunk, covered by blankets, filled with dread for the message she felt was inevitable. Nobody knew what to do. Ripley sat oblivious on her bunk, able to feel the sadness of the cabin but not knowing what it was from. April sat flipping through her notebook, looking for anything that matched the description Mal had given her.

“You said it had claws?”

“Really sharp ones, like sharper than a sword or Rosie’s axes.”

“And it was tall and furry?”

“Yeah, almost like the same color as Sea Farin’ Karen, but it wasn’t her. Too tall, and it had red eyes. Like, horror game red.”

“How’d you guys get it to leave?”

“We didn’t, that voice, or that’s what Molly said, told it to leave, it said that they’d ‘got the job done’, but I don’t know what the job was. The thing just dropped on all fours and ran.”

“How’d it-”

“April, can we please talk about it later? I don’t want to think about it right now.”

Jo stared out the window, watching the sun dip below the trees, casting everything it a dark shadow. She didn’t know what to think, she liked everything to based on science and reason, which wasn’t at this camp. She loved camp, but with what they were dealing with, she needed something to go on.

Mal wished everything was normal, her and Molly walking together down a worn path, Ripley bouncing far ahead of them and April and Jo playfully bickering. Jen talking about plants, Ripley trying to sneak away, April proving her strength, Jo looking at flora with her magnifying glass she had made, and Molly just being Molly, her eyes lighting up at stuff that she loved, her smile, her laugh.

She let her tears run. She had a feeling she knew what Jen’s message would be when she returned, she wanted to sleep, just dream. In her dreams, even if they weren’t real, they were happy. She did eventually slip into a slumber, but her dreams weren’t what she wanted them to be.

“Molly?” Mal ran frantically through the pitch-black woods, jumping from root to root and narrowing fitting between tree trunks. She finally made it to a clearing, which Molly was kneeling in the center of. “Molly!”

Mal raced to her, reaching her hand out to grab her. Molly turned to her, but it wasn’t Molly, that face wasn’t hers, blood-red eyes and a grin with spiked teeth. The thing morphed, it wasn’t in Molly’s form anymore. It stood up, being at least eight or nine feet tall.

Its fur was tan, and its claws were stained and coated in grime. The muzzle was long, and its lips curled up to show teeth that were stained with red and yellow. It took a thunderous step towards her, then another, and another. Mal was frozen, she could only watch as the monster got closer and closer. It raised its arm up and Mal drew in a deep breath. As it lashed out at her Molly jumped in the way, getting thrown many feet away and leaving a splattered trail of red.

April watched Mal with worry. She knew what it was like to lose someone, and she didn’t want Mal to have to go through that. She also didn’t want to lose one of her best friends, but she knew she had to be strong for everyone. Mal’s tossing and turning in her sleep was concerning, but she was afraid to wake her up.

April looked out the dark window, seeing the world bathed in a soft glow from the moon. Ripley was asleep, clutching Mr. Sparkles tightly. She couldn’t see Jo, as she had the bunk above her, but she assumed she was either asleep or tinkering with a new project she had. April quietly got up from her bunk and crouched next to it, looking beneath it for a tool she needed. Her eyes had adjusted enough to the dark that she could see the items extremely close to her. She saw the flashlight and grabbed it, pushing the head of it underneath her bunk and flicking it on.

She’d admit that she should clean the mess that lived beneath her bunk, but now was not the time for that. She carefully pointed the beam and gently moved it across the span of the bunk, waiting for a glint. She finally saw it, the reflection from that dull blade she had taken from the old Lumberjanes training area, or also known as the roller derby arena. She reached to grab ahold of the hilt, carefully pulling it from its resting place.

“What are you doing.” April jumped, nearly dropping the sword. She spun around to see Mal sitting up, her eyes red and puffy from crying. April straightened her back and puffed her chest out.

“I’m taking care of the monster, Mal. Nobody else will be hurt by it.” Mal choked back a sob.

“That’s suicide April. Not even you can beat it.” Mal swung her legs over the edge of her bunk, weakly standing up. “I’m not letting you go.” She positioned herself in front of the cabin door. “If you want to go, you have to go through me.” April gave a broken laugh.

“What is this? Harry Potter? Mal, it hurt one person already, I won’t let it hurt another.”

“The next one it will hurt will be you, and it won’t just be hurt,” Mal growled. “I’m not letting you go through that door. I already lost somebody-” she let out a sob. “I won’t lose you too.”

“Mal listen to me. I-”

“No, YOU listen to ME!” Mal shouted. “I just lost my soulmate.”

“Mal you don-”

“I’m not losing anyone else.” Tears streamed from her eyes, she shuddered with every breath.

“What are you two doing?” Jo’s voice rang out, drawing the attention of both girls.

“Jo! I was just-”

“No. I can see what’s going on. I know you April.” Jo swung herself off her bunk, carefully dropping to the floor. She walked to April, towering over her. She reached a hand for the sword held tightly in her grasp. She grabbed the blade. “It’s too dull to cut anything. Even butter,” she muttered. She looked to Ripley’s bunk, where she remained in her deep slumber, with Bubbles wrapped around her head.

“Mal, I know you’re hurting.” Jo reached a gentle hand to rest on her shoulder. “But April is right, something needs to be done about it.” Jo took back her hand and turned back to April. “However, one person can’t do it alone. Especially at night.” Jo cupped April’s cheek and pressed her forehead against hers. “I don’t want to have to be the one to find you after-” She forced down a sob. “If we go, we all go together, and I don’t mean just our cabin. I want Rosie to advise us on this.” April closed her eyes and nodded her head as much as she could without making Jo uncomfortable. After a few moments, Jo drew back and looked between the two girls. She raised her hand up to wipe a few stray tears away before taking a deep breath.

“Jen isn’t going to be back tonight, it’s this late already. She probably fell asleep at Rosie’s. We should get to sleep too. April and Mal nodded in unison before swiftly retreating to their bunks. Jo returned to hers as well, sitting in the silence of the partially empty cabin. Her eyes remained focused on the woods, scanning for any sign of the beast residing within. Eventually, sleep overtook her and as she gave up her search for the creature. While her eyes closed to travel to her own dream realm, the treeline shook with the footsteps of a red-eyed monster.

Mal burst out of the cabin the moment day broke, running as fast as her legs could go. She jumped up the steps and rapped her knuckles against the door to the nurse’s cabin. There were a few thuds from inside before eventually, the door swung open.

“Scout, this is supposed to be- oh.” Jen stood hunched over, sleep still dragging her body down. “Mal, you’ve got to remember that there are other people resting in here.”

“I know,” Mal mumbled. “But how-” The words got caught in her throat. “How is she?” A soft frown formed on Jen’s face.

“Mal, it’s too early to say anything.” She took a deep breath. “She’s still breathing, but she hasn’t woken up yet.” Mal nodded.

“Is it okay if I come in to see her at least?” Mal pleaded. Jen hesitated, before sighing and stepping aside.

“Just don’t spend all day in here, okay? Make sure you do a few activities.” She knelt down and hugged Mal. “Keep your hopes up, okay? She’s strong, you’re strong.” Jen gave Mal a kind smile before heading off, scanning her clipboard for her next activity.

Mal took a few careful steps into the dark cabin, scanning the area. It was pretty standard, with a desk shoved in a corner covered in bandaids and medical records. There were a couple chairs sitting against the wall the door was fixed to. There were also three dividing curtains, allowing for three closed areas starting against the wall. The curtains could be drawn around the front as well, to allow total seclusion. Only one was shut, and Mal knew who was in there.

She made a beeline towards that curtain, carefully drawing it back as to not make a lot of noise. Her eyes fell upon the girl, deep in her sleep. She took a shaky breath, before fulling stepping in, closing the curtain behind her. Mal stared at her, her shirt was removed and her full upper body was wrapped in bandages, a few bled through but dry. She reached a careful hand to feel the bloodied ones, just to make sure they were dry. She shuddered at the feeling of the bandages, her mind running with all the worse case scenarios possible. She shook her head, moving her hand from Molly’s stomach to her hand.

She gripped her hand tightly, watching her chest move up and down slowly. She cried once again in the past day, bowing her head down.

“I’m sorry Molly. I couldn’t protect you,” she whispered. “I didn’t even say anything when you told me.”

“I love you Mal.”

Why hadn’t she said anything?

“I just lost my soulmate!”

How would she know?

I lost my other half.

Mal choked out a sob. She gave up trying to prove herself wrong. Who knew if soulmates were real? Mal felt like she did. She looked at the girl clinging to life and muttered a few words from her mouth.

“I love you too Molly.”

Molly didn’t want to wake up. She was tired. She didn’t realize what happened was real.

Her first hint was the damp feeling against her stomach, and her wetness on her hand.

The second was sobbing.

The third was that her whole body hurt like hell.

She forced an eye open, unable to recognize her surroundings. The curtains were unfamiliar, so was the bed. She drew in a sharp, and painful breath when she saw her body.

“Why do I look like a mummy?” She thought aloud. There was a pause in the crying, followed by a sniffle.

“Molly?”

She turned to look at the voice, familiar but far away. Her vision was fuzzy, but as it slowly cleared she recognized the girl clad in flannel.

Everything came rushing back at once.

The feeling that something was wrong, that voice in her head telling her what to do, and her disobedience. That disobedience had saved Mal’s life, but at the cost of what?

Molly didn’t know. All she knew was that it was worth it. Anything was worth it for her. Even the world, the camp; and Molly’s life.

She gave a painful smile.

“Hey, Mal.” At the mention of her name, Mal broke out in a wide grin. Tears that had temporarily paused ran again, but instead of sadness, they were of happiness. She hugged Molly tightly, but carefully, as to not hurt her.

“I thought I lost you, Molly.” She said, pressing her forehead against hers as Jo had to April the night before. “Never do that again.”

Molly laughed brightly through her pain.

“I don’t ever intend to.”

This was a request for someone I’m not sure if it’s okay with to tag, but if you got a request send it, I’d love to do it.

#Mally #Mal #Molly #Jen #Jo #April #Ripley is mention a ton but I can't remember if she's actually talking at all #Rosie is kinda there but I won't tag her #ANGST #Agnst #Chara writes

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idkwhoiamanymorebutwtf · 5 years ago

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Redraws (and slight redesigns) of my Camp Camp Fan Kids.

Introducing Mina Goodplay and Christene Nurfington (the daughters of Nurf and Preston, clearly. Parents are divorced hence the different names)

Mina is an eleven year old girl. She’s very girly, very frilly, and is extremely emotionally driven. She’s absolutely best friends with Jasmine (who will be featured later). Mina has a tendency to be very creative with singing, art, acting, and writing. She is signed up for fanfiction writing camp. She’s not very close with her little sister (or Nurf) and actually has a bit of spite towards them, having all but disowned the,. Mina has a short temper as well, much like her father’s.

Christene is a nine year old girl. She’s sweet and a tiny bit shy, I will admit. She loves animals and is signed up for horse riding camp. Christene adores her whole family and is a bit of a daddy’s girl. Christene is very close with most kids at the surrounding summer camps (all the camp campbell kids were practically raised together) and she’s been adopted as an honorary flower scout by Khloe and Anais (will be brought up later). The only person she really doesn’t get along with is her sister, Mina, and that’s mostly Mina’s doing tbh.

Here we have Miss Cyra Houston. (Daughter of Dolph and Space Kid)

Cyra is a six year old girl. She’s the perfect blend of her parents. She’s energetic and sweet (although sometimes a bit too naive). She has an interest in space (she wants to be like her daddy) and is signed up for life drawing camp, mostly drawing..space related things. She’s absolutely best friends with Isaiah (will be brought up later), who is the only kid around her age. Cyra does feel left out sometimes though. All the kids adore one another but she’s kinda the annoying little sister of the group and most of the others find her embarrassing.

These are Jasmine, Isaiah, and Clover (Children of Max, Nikki, and Neil)

Jasmine is a thirteen year old girl, the oldest of the current camp campbell kids. She’s clever and witty and a bit sarcastic, taking after her father in that reguard. However Jasmine is also rather girly and as a result is closer friends with Mina goodplay than anybody else. She also happens to have a crush on Gary Miller (he’ll show up later). Jasmine has always been very close with her parents as well and literally fights anyone who talks bad about them. She’s signed up for knitting camp, having learned how to knit at a young age from her father.

Isaiah is, much like his best friend Cyra, a very energetic, kind boy. However while his friend is an artsy type, Isaiah really enjoys the outdoors and is in bug-catching camp, collecting bugs as ‘friends’. He refused to come to camp until this year, being extremely attached to his parents, and they (Max in particular) didn’t have the heart to force him to go. However eventually his sisters and friends convinced him, so while he clings to Cyra, his sisters, and the counselors a lot, Isaiah is managing (and he’s allowed to call his parents every day).

Clover is j u s t like her mother. She’s physically active, hyper, energetic, she loves to move and can’t sit still e v e r. Clover also has a very quick temper, though, and will fucking fight you. She’s actually signed up for hand to hand combat camp. She’s very good friends with Hary and Gary Miller (will be mentioned later) and a flower scout, Georgia (Will also be mentioned later)

Hary and Gary Miller (Kids of Nerris, Harrison, and Ered)

Hary Miller takes after Nerris and Harrison. As in, he actually does take an interest in magic. However he isn’t into the type of magic his parents are. He’s intererested in magic like what he sees in..anime. He’s in anime camp and is just really excited about anime in general. He’s a very agreeable person too and is part of “the cool kids group” as they labeled a friend group consisting of himself, Gary, Clover, and one of the flower scouts, Georgia. Though to be honest none of them are that cool when you think about it.

Gary is interesting. Like his brother he’s into anime and is in anime camp. However he’s a lot more like Ered. You see, Gary grew up on stories about camp campbell from his parents and honorary aunts/uncles and alike. He just kinda misinterpreted his mother’s desire to be cool as something to strive for instead of something embarrassing that she got over (mostly) so Gary is constantly trying to look cool and comes across as a bit obsessed.

Finally we have our Flower Scouts. Khloe, Anais, and Georgia (the daughters of Sasha, Erin, and Tabii, clearly)

Anais is the leader type. She likes to take charge and always knows what to do. She can be protective and a bit pushy but out of all the kids she really is the most responsible. She and her sister, Khloe, have taken Christene Nurfington in as their honorary fourth sister.

Khloe is eleven years old. She’s always getting into trouble and because of it gets on well with Jasmine and Clover, who are rather mischevious as well. However her closest friends will always be her sisters and Christene.

Georgia is a sweet girl who’ll do anything she’s told to by her friends. She can be a bit..well, a bit dumb sometimes, but she tries her best. She’s part of the “cool kids group” with Clover, Hary, and Gary, and she (along with her sisters) often wind up sneaking over to Camp Campbell to spend time with their friends.

#camp camp #next generation

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one-true-houselight · 6 years ago

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It’s me, doing stand up!

I cut out the spelling of my name for privacy reasons. Also, the bit that’s cut off the the end is just me saying that I never went skiing again, and that now I just do safe things, like trying to enter the adult job market.

Transcript under the cut, and if you are so inclined, my Ko-Fi is in my bio. Thanks!

Hello everyone, I am Erika, and tonight I will be performing All Star by Smash Mouth.

I’m kidding, no one would want to hear that. I cannot sing.

(from the crowd: I would!)

(laughter) You don’t want to hear me sing, I promise you.

Alright! Hi! In actuality, I am Erika (last name, pronounced ko-kek), and you’re like ‘ooh, we get a last name now, a mystery, and you’re like it’s an interesting last name too!’ That’s probably because you’ve never seen it spelled out. Let me walk you through my last name (ko-kek), alright, are you ready for this, are you ready: [redacted spelling]. Yeah! Four Ks! That’s a lot of Ks, and they’re in a real strange order. If you- if you noticed, uh, it’s the same set of four letters twice, it’s [redacted spelling] but you may have also noticed that’s not how it’s pronounced! Cuz you know, that would make sense. This is apparently from, like, changes in immigration, that you know happen, which, this is according to my uncle. But my grandfather, who lived in the Netherlands in the 40s (yeah, those 40s), pronounces it like Ko-Kek, so I’m inclined to believe him.

Now, having a weird last name in school is always kind of a crazy existence, though I will say, most of the time when people are like ‘oh, that’s a weird last name’, it’s because people are racist, or at the very least are being like ‘oh, I’m gonna put Western Expectations on things that shouldn’t have them’, but as you see, my last name, is Dutch, as I mentioned, and Dutch white people, which I am one of, have done some incredibly awful things, so I don’t feel bad mocking it. So we continue on. So, this, so with my last name in roll call, we could change my last name to [silence] and it would sound the same. Let me, let me walk you through…Let me walk you through a roll call, so like the teacher’s up here, and they’re like ‘Alright, let’s see…we have Ferris Beuller? Oh you showed up, very good, alright. Harry Potter? Oh, you didn’t die, that’s fantastic. And then, Erika…[long silence]. And I’m just over here like ‘oh yeah that’s me, hi.’ Now sometimes, I like to speed it up, and rather than say here or present or anything, I’ll just say my last name (Ko-kek) to like, speed up the conversation so it’s not like, uh, Erika, long pause, here, oh, how do you pronounce that?, Ko-kek, it just speeds up the process. So, I’ll go, they’ll go Erika… and I’ll say (Ko-kek). The problem is they’ll get confused sometimes. They’ll look at me and they’ll go ‘Oh, is that here in Dutch?’ No. But you did your best.

And not only does my last name have enough Ks to stop a substitute teacher dead in their tracks, my first name? Erika? Also with a K. My sibling is Kat with a K, my mother is Karolyn with a K, though that’s not her fault, she kind of like, came into it and was like ‘oh, I guess this works out’. And my father…is Doug. But, but, he has a middle name that’s very strange and has a K in it so it all works out, it’s fine. So, if you’re ever like reading something, and you’re looking at it and you’re like ‘huh, there should be a K in this word��, it probably wasn’t a typo, my family just needed to name another child and just like, stole it.

So, I do have to say I’m Erika with a K a lot, because most people will assume it’s with a C. Or, more recently, two Ks. Which is kind of fun, but it’s also at the same time like ‘I’m drowning in Ks, please don’t give me more!’ But no, so I say Erika with a K a lot, which means I realized something really really cool. That rhymes with Erika with a They! These are the puns the queer community was built upon.

I do use they/them pronouns, and I even wear a little tag for it, it’s right here, it’s very nice. Um, and, it’s just kind of weird sometimes, because people will sometimes not use my pronouns, which kinda makes me sad. But I’ve realized something. I was just assuming they were reading the tag and just being rude about it. But recently, I’ve realized that they’re just not reading the tag. The way I’ve realized this is I’ll be like, walking through Target, and someone will be, like, looking around, and they’ll see me and they’ll see the tag and go ‘A ha! A worker!’ And they’ll be like ‘Do you know where the towels are?’ And this is very strange for me, mostly because I know where the towels are. So I’ll go ‘Ok, they’re over there in that corner, but I don’t work here, please.’ And, and they’re like ‘Oh, I just assumed you did because of your name tag.’ Now there’s a couple of problems with that. My ‘name tag’, as they put it, doesn’t have a name on it, which means they clearly didn’t read it. The other big problem with it is that most stores or places of business have a sense of decorum, or at least consistency in their design. My tag, on the other hand, while I love it very much, how do I put this, it doesn’t look good. It looks like if an eight year old magpie with attention issues made it at summer camp. This is basically how the making of my tag went: I’m was just sitting there and I’m like ‘Alright, I’m gonna put five shiny things on it. Wonderful, wonderful, this random piece of gaff tape? That has to go on, that’s, like, that’s key to the whole pronoun tag process. Now, for the words. And I start writing, I’m like ‘they/them and-’ oh my god. What if I could fit more shiny things on it? I’m still writing, I don’t know what I’m writing at this point, it doesn’t look good. Oh, I could put more shiny things on it, maybe I could like, steal a rock and somehow affix that to it…And then I look down and I’m like ‘oh, I finished the words, guess I’m gonna just put it on my shirt!’ And it’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine. So, a lot of people don’t read the tag, but a lot of people do, and I have a lot of wonderful friends and family who support me very much.

Though, being openly trans can be, can get a little confusing sometimes. Sometimes I’ll tell stories about being in the Girl Scouts, and be like ‘Ha, that’s funny for obvious reasons!’ and people will be like, ‘oh, it’s the girl thing!’, and I’ll be like ‘no!’. Because the Girl Scouts are actually super cool about trans girls and non binary kids, which we appreciate very much, especially because it gives us a very good reason to buy Girl Scout cookies, beyond just buying something to fill the hole in your heart.

Crowd: support the gays!

Exactly! But no, the weird part about it for me is the scout part. Let me tell you a story. So one time when I was sixteen years old, I was a camp counselor for a bunch of small children, and we went to a playground one time. So I’m wandering around, like you do, like making sure the children don’t like, die, and I see two girls sitting under a tree, and they’re doing the whole, like, ‘rub two sticks together to start a fire’ thing. So I go ‘I’m gonna wander over and see how they’re doing’, and I’m like ‘How’re you doing, kids?’ And they look at me and they’re like ‘Erika? Why do you rub two sticks together to start a fire?’ and I’m like ‘Well, that’s a very interesting question, so you see, there’s a fire triangle, and the fire triangle has heat, fuel, and oxygen, and you have to have all three because fire is just adding oxygen-‘ And I just go on this like, five minute tangent about, like, talking about the science of fire, and you’re probably sitting there thinking like. Erika, explaining how fire works is like, the most scout thing you can do, and normally I would agree with you. Except. I talked for five minutes about the ins and outs of fire science, and neglected to mention fire safety. So I realize this, and I’m like ‘oh no, I’m going to start a wildfire by proxy’, so I just start yelling fire safety tips with absolutely no context. So I’m like, ‘You need a bucket of sand!’, I didn’t tell them why they needed the sand, I just said you needed one, and I’m like ‘build a circle of rocks on the ground!’, and they’re just gonna do that and go ‘I can build fires for the rest of my life, perfect!’ And then I’m sitting there, so like, another counselor is walking behind me like ‘two minutes left’, I’m like ‘Oh no, I have two minutes to like, save my entire town’, and I’m like ‘You should probably have an adult present’, and then I realize I probably should have mentioned that first, and I was like, ‘alright, just imagine I said adult present first, and just, and then put everything else, remember everything else, but remember adult first, it’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine.’ So, luckily, my town has not had any reports of wildfires. But suffice it to say, I am not exactly scout material.

I am going to finish out the night by telling you a story from my scouting days. I was about eight years old, and we went on a ski trip. Now, let me tell you a little thing about eight year old Erika. You may have noticed that up here as a 20 year old, I’m a little bit lanky, my limbs do weird things as I run about the stage like an excited golden retriever. But see, I’m like, at a controllable lanky now. When I was eight, I was just gangly. My limbs just changed like, lengths every day, sometimes by multiple feet. So I’d be like, walking along, and I’d like just, kick a doorway, or like I’d be sitting and raising my hand, you know how like, you sometimes hit your hand on your desk, and you did it like, once a month? I did it twice a day. And people would be like, ‘Erika why do you keep hitting your hand on the desk?’ and I’m like ‘Cause my hand wasn’t there before! It was over here, I don’t know what’s happening!’ It was like I was living in a world of cartoon physics that I didn’t have control over. So I’m just like, ‘I guess I’m walking and my arms over here now, great!’ So my scouting troop looked at this, and was like ‘you know I think would be a great idea to do to this tiny, eight year old, whatever this is? We’re gonna stick a piece of wood, long, skinny, really slippery piece of wood on each of their feet, and then we’re gonna push them down a mountain.’ So, uh, you can probably tell where this story is going.

So, we get to the mountain, and I have my skis, we had to like, wait in a really long line, and I’m like, ‘oh, I’m so excited to go skiing’. So I’m walking around and I’m like, ‘alright, this is very exciting’, I see there’s a ski lesson about to start, and I’m like ‘I should probably do that because I want to make sure I know what’s going on’, so if you’ve never been skiing before, here’s what a skiing lesson is. You have a large group of people that want to learn how to ski, and you have a very excited person ready to tell you about skiing. So, you all go with them, you walk sideways up the mountain because you know, whatever. And the person, the very enthusiastic person, tells you a lot of really good skiing tips, and I, an eight year old with undiagnosed ADHD, sat there, and uh, kind of cycled between looking at the person, watching their mouth move, and having my audio processing like, on the ski lift, OR, I would be watching them, and a skier would go by, and I would watch the skier and be like, ‘oh, maybe I can pick up some tips from the skier’, absolutely ignoring the person that’s just giving me the tips for free. So I did not pick up a lot of good ski tips, but I did pick up one, and this is, this is, I will always remember this. He was like ‘alright, if you’re going down the mountain, and you want to slow down or stop, you make a triangle with your skis.’ And so I was like ‘alright, I’ve got it. I make a triangle with my skis to go slow, great, fantastic.’ So then, I’m like, ‘alright. I know everything there is to know about skiing. It is time to get started.’

So the first time I fell a lot, which, you know, of course you fall a lot, it’s you first time, and like, who knows what skiing is. The second time I also fell a lot and you know, I’m still getting the hang of it. Third time, also fell a lot, but you know, it’s fine. I’m just going to like, skip to the end, because I fell most of the times. It was less of me skiing down the mountain, and more of me just falling over and over again until I reached the bottom. But then, the last run of the day, I’m like ‘alright, I’m gonna do this’, I get about three quarters of the way down the mountain and I haven’t fallen once. And I’m just sitting there like ‘oh my god, I’m the skiing master. Oh my god, I’m gonna go to the Olympics. It’s gonna be great.’ So I am, I’m going down the mountain and, if don’t know if you know this about physics, because I wasn’t stopping and starting by just falling down constantly, I actually picked up a little bit of speed, which was really nice. But at this point, I was going a little bit faster than I intended to go, and I was like, ‘Huh. I kind of want to slow down now’, so I go into the little card catalogue that is my mind and I’m like ‘a ha! Triangle equals slow! Perfect!’ So I, I look down at my skis because I want to make sure I’m doing it right, and I’m like ‘alright, ready, here we go. Triangle.’ And nothing happened. Now the problem with this is, is that I was eight, and didn’t have critical thinking skills. So I looked at this situation, and I said, ‘huh. This triangle is not working. But it’s the only thing I know about skiing, and since I am a skiing master and know everything, this can be the only solution.’ So I double down on the triangle.

Now here’s the thing. I tell this story a lot, and one time I was telling it and I got to this part, and my friend looked at me and said the following: ‘You were doing the wrong kind of triangle!’ Which is a baffling thing to have yelled at you. So I was sitting there like ‘what are you ta- Was I doing an isosceles? Should I have been doing a scalene? Like, did you want me to yell the pythagorean theorem at it? I don’t know what you’re telling me!’ So she could not explain it, so we moved on. So then I told this story again, and another set of friends was like ‘Erika. She meant you had to do a triangle like this.’ And I was like, ‘oh, because that would actually stop the, oooooh.’ So now, twelve years after this story happened, I now know how to ski. So that’s cool, but back to me being eight years old.

At this point, I am going even faster than before, somehow, going much faster than any eight year old pile of limbs should ever be going, and I go ‘this is bad, I can no longer, uh, control which direction I’m going’, which is bad because I’m heading right for a circle of snowboarders. And so I’m I’m, I’m like, trying to turn and I can’t and I’m like ‘oh no’, so I just kind of look up at them, because I am approaching them at quite a speed, and I just start screaming, ‘HEY! YOU GOTTA MOVE! I CAN’T STEER!’ So they look up at just this banshee shriek from up the mountain, and they go, ‘huh. we should move,’ and they do, as well as they can, because they only have one piece of wood instead of the two that I was privileged to have. But they manage to make it out of the way, and I don’t hit anyone, and I continue down the mountain.

At this point, I literally, like, sit down on my skis and dig my hands into the snow in an attempt to stop myself, which works slightly better than the triangle, which isn’t saying much. So at this point, I have basically reached the bottom of the mountain, and I have reached, and at the bottom of the mountain there was a straight-away, and at the end of the straight-away there was a barrier of snow. Now the barrier of snow was about one, one and a half feet. The straight-away…I’m not really good with distances, but it was at least two feet, we’ll go with that. So I reach the straight-away, and I look up for this at least two foot distance. And I see this barrier of snow and I’m like ‘Ah. Here’s where my journey will come to an end.’

So I’m heading down this straight-away, I’m slowly slowing down, but I’m still going at quite a speed, and I’m like, ‘oh, it’ll be a little bit of an impact, but it’ll be fine.’ So here’s what happens. Here’s the barrier of snow, here’s me, here I go. Wheeeeee. And I hit the barrier of snow. And I go up and I go over it into the super secret special hill that they don’t show anyone, because it’s covered in bushes, and rocks, and leads to the parking lot.

So, at this point, I am now somersaulting down the hill, you know, fun times, and I’m grabbing bushes, I am desperately trying to like, not die, and at this point, I decide, I’m like ‘you know what would be a good, you know what would be good at this time? A flashback of my life.’ So my life flashes before my eyes, and it finishes I’m like ‘huh. That didn’t last as long as I thought it would.’ So I’m tumbling, and I’m just like ‘I’m gonna die! It’s fine!’ So I reach the bottom, and I kind of sit there and I take stock of everything, and I look around and I’m like, ‘Hey. I’m alive. I just wasted a life flashback, do you know how expensive that it?’ So I’m sitting there, and then I realize something. I realize that in my current state I cannot move because all of my limbs that change size all the time are tangled together. And I can’t get out of my limbs because my arm is so that like, I would have to hook it around my foot, but my foot is currently eight feet long because there’s a ski attached to it. So I’m-You know those like, Cracker Barrel things, the like, little metal puzzles that you play with for five minutes then give up because you want to play the peg game? I looked like one of those.

So I go into my mental autopsy, which you know, all eight year olds with anxiety have, and I go ‘we’re gonna just change the cause of death to…starvation.’ Which was very very silly, of course, because I would of died of thirst before I died of starvation. So I’m laying there, waiting for my eventual fate, and I look up into the parking lot I landed next to, and I see two guys walking towards me. And I go ‘huh. Interesting,’ and I go back to my mental autopsy, and I recross out starvation, and write ‘murdered in the snow, while tangled in my own limbs.’ So I’m just like, ‘there’s nothing I can do’, so I just kind of look at them, and they’re looking at me.

Luckily for me though, they were just coming over to help, because from their perspective, they had just seen a screaming ball of just, extremities, shoot over the barrier, tumble down a mountain, and then just lie there motionless for a while. So they walk over, and they’re very nice, they help me out of my skis, and they’re like ‘Do you, do you need to go into the lodge?’ and I’m like ‘Yeah, that’s probably a good idea.’ So I, so they walk me into the lodge and we find my mother who’s there, hello, hi mom, and, and she’s like ‘what happened?’ And I’m like ‘I don’t know.’

#mine #comedy #standup #standup comedy #skiing #pronouns #non binary #names #stories #LMAO IT ME #also you can literally play this video at .75 and it sounds normal #ooops

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☼ ☼ ☼ ⎿ MUSE A : KATHRYN NEWTON, CIS FEMALE, SHE/HER ⏋ oh look, CAMERON REID is back, the TWENTY year old HEAD OF DANCE AND GYMNASTICS at camp otenaw. looks like it’s their SECOND year as a staff member. rumour has it, they tend to be IMPETUOUS and SELF-CENTERED, but hopefully we’ll get to see their HUMOROUS and SPIRITED side too. I heard they WERE FIRED FROM THEIR PREVIOUS JOB AS A BACKUP DANCER ; let’s hope this will be an epic summer ! ⎿ BROOKE, 22, EST, SHE/HER ⏋ ☼ ☼ ☼

hey everyone! i’m brooke, and i’m so excited to be rping with you all this summer! i’m 22 and live in the est, but i’m basically nocturnal at this point, so expect me to post at weird times probably. anyway, i’m currently playing my queen, cameron reid! without further ado, here’s her intro!

history

cameron reid was born in winnipeg, manitoba to andrew reid and lucas reid-kleinman via surrogate. she’s the second child of four, but her dads always had more than enough money to provide for them. andrew is a big-shot defense attorney and lucas owns his own clothing brand, reid-kleinman.

when she was four, she watched barbie in the nutcracker for the first time and fell in love. seriously, cameron saw that movie probably a thousand times over the next year. her fathers quickly decided to let her try dance classes, and cam’s been hooked ever since. she started with ballet, and eventually signed up for jazz, contemporary, tap, hip hop, modern and ballroom too. it’s her whole life, honestly.

she started dancing competitively when she was eight, and began placing in third or higher by the time she was ten. eventually, she started being homeschooled to make time for rehearsals.

but, all of that was during the school year. during summer, cameron spent her time at camp otenaw. all four of the reid kids attended camp at least once, but cameron’s the only one who stuck around. the sunshine and fresh air felt pretty magical after nine months indoors, training and preparing for competitions. she loves dancing, don’t get her wrong, but being outside and goofing off with her camp friends will never get old. she’s been here since she was an itty bitty ageratum, and now she’s a counselor!

she started working at otenaw two summers ago, but back then she was just a dance counselor. that fall, she went to the ryerson school of performance for dance for her freshman year. during the fall semester of her sophomore year, she was scouted and offered a job as a backup dancer on a tour for a well-known pop star, and she took it without hesitation. in cameron’s mind, she could always just go back to school if things didn’t work out.

and they didn’t. she hated tour life; it was exhausting and demanding and full of constant criticism. it seemed like everyone was constantly snapping at her, and the whole environment just really made her upset. things came to a head when she ended up blowing up at the pop star, effectively getting her fired before the tour was even over.

so now, she’s sort of dealing with the thought that she might have ruined her career before it even took off, and she’s freaking out about what she’s going to do in the fall. and she is telling NO ONE that she got fired because she’s very embarrassed by it and wants people to think she’s fun and successful and great!!! she’s a bit of a perfectionist, can you tell?

personality + head canons

it would be so easy to write cameron off as the pretty little rich girl - and she is, in a lot of ways. but, coming to camp has also really pushed her to fend for herself. she’s been able to build her own campfires since her third summer at camp, and she’s right at home on the sports fields or in a canoe. the only time she really freaks out over being in the great outdoors is when she sees a spider, but that is a very normal fear, okay?

cameron doesn’t take shit from anyone. like the first person to make some comment about her being a dumb blonde or a girlie girl is going to get a ten minute lecture on why it’s not a bad thing to be blonde or feminine. she’s a tiny, feisty feminist who does not back down from an argument.

she loves a good party. during the rest of the year, she trains pretty hard and doesn’t really go out and drink much, so she goes a bit wild at camp. cameron’s a social butterfly and a happy drunk, so she’s usually the girl who makes sure everyone is having fun and that no one feels left out.

she’s smart, strong and capable, but she can be a bit self-centered at times. everyone has flaws, alright? cameron focuses on herself and her own problems more than anyone else, which isn’t great but is very human. she’s also the first person to throw caution to the wind and do something crazy because it sounds like a good idea at the time. like the time she went skinny dipping in the lake at midnight and almost got caught. it seemed like a good idea at the time, honestly.

she’s sort of inspired by elle woods (legally blonde), cher horowtiz (clueless), and torrance shipman (bring it on) because i love blonde protagonists from 1995-2001 apparently.

wanted connections

i’d love for her to have a sibling-like friendship? like she and someone else who’s been coming here for forever have just formed this really tight bond over the years and they tease each other constantly but would kill for each other at this point?

her cousins! i’m super open with this, but i just think it would be fun for her to have cousins (distant or close) that go here too? idk

a rival of some sort? like maybe they started some sort of friendly rivalry back when they were tiny babies here at camp and they keep it up for the fun of it? like any time there’s a sports competition, they’re on opposite teams because everyone knows they’ll cancel each other out with their competitiveness

a will-they-won’t-they type of relationship where they’ve known each other for years and flirt a lot, but they’ve never actually gone for it because both of them think the other probably doesn’t like them like that?

more can be found here! and i’m always down to brainstorm something else! like this for me to message you to plot <3

#otenaw:intro #( cameron | intro )

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atomic-sludge · 6 years ago

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More next gen stuff...

The first one didn't have much info, and it was badly drawn. These are pretty bad, too, but they were rushed. First, the designs didn't change much...

Abigail “Bee” Goodplay (Preston Goodplay’s daughter)

Levi (Gwen + David’s son)

Liam

Sam (Tabii + Erin’s daughter)

Charlotte (Candy’s daughter)

Aiden Armstrong (Neil “Space Kid” Armstrong Jr.’s son)

Lilly (Nerris + Harrison’s daughter)

Harper (David + Gwen’s daughter)

~Flower scouts and Wood scouts~

Austin Pikeman (Edward Pikeman’s daughter)

She got into the Wood scouts because of her dad, who’s really hard on her. Nobody knows she’s a girl, but she doesn’t say anything for fear of whta they might think. “Tiny” and Coty are almost always by her side.

Audrey (Sasha’s daughter)

Her mom is the flower mom that i in charge of their troop. She definitely enjoys being the center of attention. She derives joy from the suffering of her enemies, but she’ll set aside differences if it gets her good rep. Mary band Diane are almost as ruthless and cold-hearted as she is.

Sam and Charlotte both used to be flower scouts. They both liked it, too, albeit for different reasons. Charlotte enjoys many of the activities, and she never tells anyone, but she likes being pampered, too. She never was as self-centered as the other scouts, putting others first and helping out when she could. Sam, on the other hand, is probably the most Flower scout out of all of them. She’s even worse than Audrey. No one knows how she and Charlotte are friends. The other scouts didn’t like Charlotte being a better person than them, so they would make her life miserable. Naturally, Sam had to stick up for her. One day, a trick on Charlotte went a little too far, so Sam got back at them in a prank that resulted in Mary getting an ugly skin rash, Diane’s hair turning green, and Audrey losing her hair completely. Sam was kicked out, and Charlotte left with her. Sam is still protective of Charlotte, she’ll beat anyone who dares to hurt her.

Sam also bonded with a couple other trouble-makers after coming to Camp Campbell. Harper does whatever she wants, her dad’s forgiving nature doesn’t discourage her from it. She knows as long as he’s there, there’s really nothing the other counselors can do to stop her. She and Sam both hold a hatred for the Flower Scouts, and a love for chaos. Liam lives a sheltered life, due to his many allergies. His parents rarely ever let him go anywhere, and he wants to get as much trouble-making in as he can before he has to go back to staying indoors under a watchful eye. Because he never goes out much, he’s gained a lot of knowledge from TV and various books and magazines, which he uses to aid in his friend’s escapades.

Harper and Levi don’t get along well, Harper always making trouble and Levi trying to stop her. Nobody feels the need to interfere, you wouldn’t want to get in the middle of a fight with them.

Sam braids Charlotte’s hair every day. They like to just sit and talk sometimes, in the quiet morning. Lilly also enjoys the morning, and soon started to share some of their girly habits. She like to pick flowers from her garden to share with them.

The Wood Scouts seem to have never learned their lesson, and passed many of the things they did to the next generation. One of these being kidnapping campers to have them join their group. Levi was the first to fall victim to this habit. When he was brought to talk to the troop leader, he wasn’t intimidated. In fact, he hardly heard a word Austin said. Something about the kid’s assertive demeanor had him in a daze. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but when his dad came to retrieve him, something in him didn’t want to leave.

At first, Liam thought that Aiden was annoying, and too chatty. But he soon came to like the excitable little camper, and soon he found himself listening to story after story under the stars, from which he and Aiden would take turns picking out constellations.

Of course Levi bonded with the do-gooder Charlotte and the innocent Aiden. The only tolerable kids because they never caused trouble or played mean tricks on him. They generally all hang out during arts and crafts time.

that’s all for now.

#Camp Camp #camp camp au #camp camp nextgen #cc #cc au #cc nextegen #art

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forestwater87 · 6 years ago

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Underrated Characters Appreciation Weeks I’m too lazy to set up....

...but I’m proud of myself for having created. So if y’all wanna adopt any of these, you can go wild (please tag me though! I wanna see them!). Otherwise, shower me with praise.

(They’re very writing-heavy and often just a list of questions, so if you borrow anything feel free to tweak as suits your inspiration; the questions/suggestions are really just to get people thinking!)

I’m gonna put them below the cut so it doesn’t get too long, but you have to look forward to:

Jasper Appreciation Week

Cameron Campbell Appreciation Week

Gwen Appreciation Week

Bonquisha Appreciation Week

Dirty Kevin Appreciation Week

QM Appreciation Week

Other Secondary Characters Appreciation Week

Elevated Extras Appreciation Week

Nerris Appreciation Week

Space Kid Appreciation Week

Ered Appreciation Week

Harrison Appreciation Week

Dolph Appreciation Week

Nikki Appreciation Week

Preston Appreciation Week

Nurf Appreciation Week

Flower Scouts Appreciation Week

Woodscouts Appreciation Week

Jasper Appreciation Week

Who doesn’t love this good good ghost boy?

Day 1: 90s Kid -- Depict Jasper doing something radical.

Day 2: Jasper’s Camp -- Show off Jasper’s time as Camp Campbell’s golden boy.

Day 3: David -- It’s the only character he has a real canon relationship with . . .

Day 4: Life After Death -- What does he do with himself on that there island all day?

Day 5: All Grown Up -- We’ve all thought about it.

Day 6: Best Friend to Campers -- Pick a non-David character and develop his relationship with them.

Day 7: Spookily Ever After -- How does Jasper’s story end? On Spooky Island forever? Leaving this realm? Becoming the camp’s new mascot? Or was he somehow alive the whole time? Let your imagination go wild!

Cameron Campbell Appreciation Week

He’s sleazy. He’s morally bankrupt. He’s everyone’s favorite non-blonde-twink villain!

Day 1: Shady Business Dealings -- What’s Campbell up to when he’s not at camp? What does he want with Camp Campbell? Was that Nazi gold in his vault? Something’s fishy here, and I’m curious what everyone thinks is going on.

Day 2: Mysterious Past -- How on earth does someone like Campbell happen, anyway? This could be stuff about his childhood, how he got into . . . whatever illegal nonsense he’s up to, how he met QM, even how he got away with not getting in trouble for what happened to Jasper.

Day 3: Spooky Island -- Seriously, what on earth was going on in that house? Focus on the coolest/creepiest thing in there and go nuts.

Day 4: Fears & Other Random Headcanons -- Basically your Free Space day.

Day 5: Boss Man -- Focusing specifically on his relationships with the counselors.

Day 6: (Relation)Ships -- Yeah, yeah, gotta have it somewhere. This one is pretty open to interpretation, and should be considered platonic or not. Just depict the most interesting/fun relationship you think Campbell has. Is that cold black heart even capable of affection, anyway? (If you think he’s a foxy grandpa, go wild today.)

Day 7: What Happens Next? -- Is he gonna ever leave that cave? Team up with Daniel? Gone for good? What’s up ahead for the most notorious criminal who’s ever run a summer camp?

Gwen Appreciation Week

I mean, come on. You knew I was gonna do it.

Day 1: Background -- There are a lot of interesting headcanons about Gwen’s backstory, cultural heritage, etc. City girl or country bumpkin, Latina or African-American or rich or poor or college dropout or whatever, pick what you think is the most interesting headcanon for Gwen (something that’s related to her time before the show, that is) and go nuts.

Day 2: Favorite Camper -- Pick one of the kiddos and have them bond with their grumpiest caregiver.

Day 3: All Dolled Up -- She’s always in that counselor uniform. What does she look like outside of camp?

Day 4: Ships -- Obviously.

Day 5: That Tragic Plot Twist -- If you have an idea what makes Gwen such a grumpy disaster of panic and unemployment -- or just want to have fun making things unnecessarily dark for such a lighthearted cartoon which I know you do; I’ve read the fanfiction -- it’s time to unleash the angst.

Day 6: Anywhere Else -- AUs! AUs in all directions! Gwen doesn’t want to be at camp, so let’s plop her into another world where she might be happier . . . or might not be.

Day 7: A Campbell Camper? Whether you think Gwen was one of the kids who grew up at Camp Campbell or not, I think we’d all agree it’d be fun to imagine.

Bonquisha Appreciation Week

Because she deserves it and will probably kill you if you don’t appreciate her enough.

Day 1: Those Wild Shirts -- Draw her in another fantastic outfit, or speculate where her amazing fashion sense (and vanity plates) came from. She has a filthy mouth and a whole lotta confidence, and the first day of this week is to celebrate that!

Day 2: Home Sweet Trailer -- Put her in her house on 69 Dirt Rd. and think about what kinds of things a girl like Bon would call home.

Day 3: Dog -- She has one. Tell us about it!

Day 4: Work/Hometown HCs -- What does someone even do in a town that small? Whether you think she’s a waitress alongside that cute pink-haired gal, or if she lives out of town and drove up to see David, ponder a little bit of what Bonquisha does in or around Sleepy Peak and show it to us.

Day 5: Bonvid -- How did that relationship with David crash and burn so hard, anyway? And what does it look like after that episode?

Day 6: Other Relationships -- Bonquisha vs. Tabii, or Gwenquisha, or bffs with Dirty Kevin, or any sort of connection you’d like to expand upon or forge between Bon-Bon and another character in the show. Hell, draw her and Jacob if you think that’s cute; it’s canon, after all.

Day 7: Muscles to Die For -- She’s big and beautiful and could absolutely murder everyone. Let’s just spend out last day appreciating how very much of a badass Bonquisha is.

Dirty Kevin Appreciation Week

The very goodest alternative Den Mother there ever was.

Day 1: Probably a Real Brat -- What was he like as a kid or teenager?

Day 2: Drugs & More Drugs -- Show us Kevin hard at work or tell us how he got into this crazy business.

Day 3: That Red Hoodie -- It’s kind of his trademark, and this is a day to appreciate it.

Day 4: From Sleepy Peak to Mexico -- Take your favorite part from Kevin’s debut appearance and do something fun with it.

Day 5: Den Mommy -- We’ve all thought about Dirty Kevin as a Flower Scout mother, and if you haven’t, you’re lying.

Day 6: Cleaned Up -- Get him a nice facial grooming and some good clothes, and you could have a handsome gentleman right there. What on earth would that look like?

Day 7: Not Such a Lone Wolf -- Whether you have an OTP or just love the idea of Kevin being friends with certain characters, show us who you think he has a soft spot for.

QM Appreciation Week

Listen, we’re all a little afraid of him, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t deserve the spotlight for a bit. Even if we know he’ll probably do unspeakable things in and to that spotlight.

Day 1: God or Just Crazy? Whether it’s his apparent inability to age or how he can magically find little woodland paradises in the middle of the camp, there’s a lot of weird going on there. Celebrate the man who may or may not be a murderer and may or may not actually be a literal deity and all his strange, often supernatural weirdness.

Day 2: Hook -- Hey, how’d he lose that hand?

Day 3: Man vs. Squirrels -- He has a blood feud with many woodland creatures.

Day 4: QM Store -- There’s a lot of wacky stuff in there. What did you like best, or what do you think was hidden in the corners that we didn’t get to see?

Day 5: Bonding -- QM’s been there for a long (long long long) time, and he’s clearly known Campbell and David at least for years. Pick a character and explore what their relationship with the Quartermaster might be like.

Day 6: Tontine -- So what on earth was going on there?

Day 7: Camp Specter -- Regardless of how you approached Day 1, the fact remains that for whatever reason, the Quartermaster is at Camp Campbell for good. You can speculate why he’s there or just show us him hard at work doing . . . whatever he does, but today I just wanna see our beloved QM lurking around the camp!

Other Secondary Characters Appreciation Week

To all those characters who hang out in the background, making the campers’ shenanigans more fun.

Day 1: Daniel -- I don’t consider him in any way under-appreciated, but he’s a pretty spectacular way to kick off Season 2, and also this week.

Day 2: Platypus -- Mother of six five four three two one lunch and terror of the camp.

Day 3: Cute Waitress -- Y’all sure do love her. Show your love!

Day 4: Jermy Fartz -- Oh yeah. I went there.

Day 5: Darla & Gregg -- How can anyone who isn’t David be that excited about camping? Were they totally secretly dating? Where are they now, and how did they get there?

Day 6: The Denizens of Sleepy Peak -- Whether your heart belongs to Lester, Fred, the old geezers, or any of the others populating the nearby town, it’s time to show them some love.

Day 7: Parents -- How else would we end this week but with some family bonding?

Elevated Extras Appreciation Week

They’re not as memorable as the secondary characters. They don’t even have lines. But they’re ours and we love them.

Day 1: Former Campbell Campers -- we see in the picture on David’s bulletin board that there were a lot of kids who used to come to the camp. Show or tell us about your favorite!

Day 2: Camp Counselor of the Year Judges -- What was up with those guys? Were they even human?

Day 3: Other Camps -- Lake Lilac is home to Teen Church Camp, Pirate Camp, and who knows how many others? Let’s enjoy them!

Day 4: Larry -- Poor, poor undeserving Larry. RIP, my fuzzy man.

Day 5: Scotty -- Visual comedy camp? Seriously?

Day 6: Chucky -- What happened to him anyway?

Day 7: Your choice! Think I forgot the most important one? Time to correct that mistake! (Listen, if you’re mad I didn’t include Jen, consider this the Jen space.)

Nerris Appreciation Week

Devoted to the real(?) magic kid.

Day 1: The Cute -- Artists, draw how cute she is! Writers, maybe think about how the nickname came about! Or do something completely different! I don’t care!

Day 2: Magic War -- Explore her relationship with Harrison.

Day 3: Elf-kin -- What does that even look like? What does it mean?

Day 4: Bonding with Mere Mortals -- The camp is full of people and animals. Pick one and play with their relationship with Nerris.

Day 5: Dice -- What do they look like? How did she get them?

Day 6: Fandom -- A girl that excited about fantasy has to be quite the fan of a lot of things. Show us her interacting with her favorite stuff.

Day 7: Her Party -- Her relationship with her slightly-clueless mother and extremely-geeky dad.

Space Kid Appreciation Week

The most obvious appreciation week in the entire world.

Day 1: Astronaut -- Whether you want to show him all grown up or as a little kid, give us a glimpse of what Neil the real-life spaceman would be like.

Day 2: Aliens -- Another type of spaceman.

Day 3: Fishbowl -- A day to just appreciate his adorable, impractical costume.

Day 4: Punching Bag -- He’s been pushed around and disregarded by Max, Nurf, Max, the counselors, various animals, and Max. This is a day dedicated to his unfortunate luck and indomitable good spirit.

Day 5: Sick -- After that trip he took across the lake to the moon, and barely surviving the flu zombies, Space Kid could probably use some patching up.

Day 6: Science Guys -- The two Neils, bonding.

Day 7: SPACE!!! -- Give us Space Kid interacting with his favorite hobby ever.

Ered Appreciation Week

A very very cool week.

Day 1: Skater -- Even on the camp’s awful cardboard halfpipe, Ered’s still a budding Tony Hawk.

Day 2: Dye -- Dedicated to her awesome -- dare we say cool? -- hair.

Day 3: Camp Kool Kidz -- Celebrate her short-lived tenure as the head of Camp Campbell.

Day 4: Extreme -- What other extreme sports does she like to get up to?

Day 5: Queen Bee -- Her relationship with one or more of the other campers.

Day 6: Wipeout -- She gets injured a lot, doesn’t she?

Day 7: Cool Gay FBI Dads -- They’re the most wholesome family that regularly gets into gunfights.

Harrison Appreciation Week

Devoted to the . . . real(?) magic kid? (Didn’t we already do this?)

Day 1: Harry’s Son -- His outfit is pure Vegas showman, his VA and accent seem to suggest Israeli descent, and he may or may not be a literal wizard. His parents are terrified of him, but his mom says he’ll grow into his looks. Give some backstory to this lovable kid and his love of illusions.

Day 2: Actual, Real, Terrifying Magic -- This kid isn’t messing around. From summoning fireballs to making both objects and living things appear and disappear, he has some serious supernatural chops.

Day 3: Apprenticeship -- He and Nikki’s relationship consists of equal parts mutual admiration and mayhem. What do the two of them get up to behind the scenes?

Day 4: Brother -- Time for theories (and angst, of course angst) about how and why he “made his brother disappear.”

Day 5: Any Resemblance to Bill Cipher is Pure Coincidence -- . . . probably. But that doesn’t mean it isn’t fun to imagine that crossover!

Day 6: Frenemies -- Harrison has a habit of getting on people’s nerves. Pick at least one character and develop their relationship with the magic kid.

Day 7: Hufflepuff Pride -- Jordan Cwierz confirmed it! This last day is about celebrating all things yellow and black and (mostly) well-intentioned.

Dolph Appreciation Week

I know, he’s controversial. But he’s a kid with a passion for art and no understanding of history, and he could use some love as well.

Day 1: Painting -- Exactly what it says on the tin. While he is clearly skilled at lots of different types of art, this is the one he seems to like the most.

Day 2: Where’s the Yellow? He is the only one who doesn’t wear anything camp-themed. Give us a glimpse of what might’ve happened to that signature yellow clothing.

Day 3: Stage Manager -- Multiple times throughout the series Dolph is shown as Preston’s right-hand man by helping him design sets and acting in his plays; Preston even returns the favor by posing for a painting. Today is dedicated to the strange relationship of the theatre and art kids.

Day 4: Camp Counselor of the Year! Incredibly, Dolph appears to be quite the competent leader for his age, and his one day of running the camp went smoothly for the most part. Maybe he has the makings of a great counselor after all.

Day 5: The Elephant in the Room -- We all knew it was coming. Whether you find the Hitler jokes hilarious or offensive, everyone has an opinion about this particular character choice. Now’s the time to speculate what happens when he gets older, or completely retcon this aspect of his personality, or do whatever you’d like to with his . . . peculiarities.

Day 6: Father Issues -- According to the show’s wiki, “his father is an American lieutenant, who raised him on a German army base where he supposedly gained a love of art and soccer like many Europeans, much to his father's dismay.” Oof, that’s a lot to unpack. Time for backstory!

Day 7: Not Such a Bad Kid -- Despite his . . . controversial elements, Dolph as a character seems fairly sweet and oblivious, and is loved by a significant portion of the fanbase for these qualities. A free day of sorts, this is about accentuating the positive and appreciating the awkward, artistic weirdo underneath the jokes.

Nikki Appreciation Week

I was really close to not including this, because I don’t consider her an underrated character exactly, but Neil has a week and, let’s be honest, it’d be fun.

Day 1: Rough n’ Tumble -- Nikki isn’t afraid of fighting, and she’s no stranger to getting dirty or even hurt. Show the wild child doing something fun, reckless, and probably not very smart.

Day 2: Raised by Wolves -- Imagine an AU where she actually was as much a literal daughter of the forest as she wants to be.

Day 3: Just a Tiny Bit Traditional -- Despite being such a tomboy, there’s a part of Nikki that is deeply romantic and even maternal. Whether through a version of her that’s a bit older or a quiet moment at the camp, show us a little bit more of her gentle side.

Day 4: BFFs, Potential Step Siblings, Sidekicks -- A day to appreciate Neil and Nikki’s relationship, whatever you see that as.

Day 5: Flower Scout Nikki -- What was her time across the lake like?

Day 6: Parent Troubles -- She and her mom have a difficult relationship, and her dad doesn’t seem to be around that much. Show us Nikki and one or more of her guardians, and what that relationship might be like.

Day 7: Holidays! Her first and greatest love is Christmas, but there’s probably not a holiday she wouldn’t throw herself into. Give her a chance to celebrate any holiday you want!

Preston Appreciation Week

Get ready for some high-octane theatrics!

Day 1: A Flair for the Dramatic -- I don’t care what you do with this one, just give it lots of DRAMA!

Day 2: Speak Up -- Preston and his grandmother are really close, but his parents seem to be AWOL. Every Appreciation Week needs a backstory- and/or family-centric day, and that’s what this is.

Day 3: Cosplay -- What’s Preston’s favorite play? Let’s have him dress up like a character in that show.

Day 4: Stage Presence -- Give the boy a spotlight and an audience!

Day 5: The Bard -- He seems to love writing and directing even more than performing. Show him creating the next Hamilton (or more likely, Hamilton’s weird sequel involving pirates and aliens).

Day 6: Theater Nerd -- Either as a high school AU or just some time in the future, image Preston fully engrossed in that drama club life.

Day 7: Tribe -- Every weirdo has their group of friends. Either through OCs or other characters in Camp Camp, give or describe the people that make up the group in which he belongs.

Nurf Appreciation Week

Gaylord Nurfington, much like Shrek, is like an onion: smelly, surprisingly layered, and will probably make you cry.

Day 1: Big N Tough -- He’s built like a brick shithouse and mean as a bear, and that’s part of why we love him. Celebrate the fact that this guy can (and probably will) kick anyone’s ass.

Day 2: Theater Kid? -- We’ve seen Nurf involved in Preston’s productions more than once. Have some fun with his apparent interest in the performing arts.

Day 3: His Mother’s Boy -- Mother and son time!

Day 4: Surprising Depths -- Show Nurf doing something no one would ever have thought he would enjoy and/or be good at.

Day 5: A Thoughtful Bully . . . -- As the self-proclaimed most self-actualized character in the show, Nurf has proven to be remarkably cognizant of his own issues and respectful of others’. Give him a positive-ish interaction with another character.

Day 6: . . . Is Still a Bully -- But let’s be real: Nurf can be a total jerk. Let the kid be mean today!

Day 7: Knives -- Where the hell is he getting all of those, anyway? Regardless, show Nurf with his favorite toys.

Flower Scouts Appreciation Week

They’ll kill you with a smile and fantastic hair, then they’ll use their drug contacts to bury the bodies.

Day 1: Grace & Class -- No one is prettier and daintier than these angels -- and nobody knows it better than them.

Day 2: Nicer than Disneyland -- Whether you’d like to focus on their shady cookie dealings, the washed-up Miss Priss, or even invent your own Scout, give yourself a chance to explore a part of the Flower Scouts that hasn’t been given much screentime yet.

Day 3: Sasha -- A day dedicated to the quintessential Queen Bee. Manipulative, clever, and pretty damn selfish, Sasha is undoubtedly the leader of the Scouts, and you better respect it.

Day 4: Erin -- If your heart hasn’t been captured by this heterochromatic science nerd, this day is not for you. But for the rest of us, grab your pumpkin spice and head off to Fraaaaance to celebrate her!

Day 5: Tabii -- What she lacks in common sense she makes up for with being absolutely terrifying. Tabii-with-two-eyes-with-one-eye is an emotional rollercoaster, and she deserves a little bit of love today.

Day 6: Not-So Delicate Girls -- From drug empires to vats of acid, the Flower Scouts have proven that they can kick a whole lot of ass. Show off how tough these girly-girls can really be!

Day 7: Garden Mother Kevin -- Come on. You knew it was coming.

Woodscouts Appreciation Week

They might be the cartoon answer to what would happen if Stormtroopers were body-swapped with Boy Scouts, but that’s part of their charm.

Day 1: A Shadowy Organization -- No girls are allowed, they don’t appear to have a troop leader, their camp is impenetrable, there seem to be maybe 5 Scouts at most . . . Pick something cool about this creepy camp and play around with it.

Day 2: Bitter Rivalries -- Between risky bets against Camp Campbell and popcorn/cookie sales against the Flower Scouts, it seems like the WS have a problem with basically everyone. Depict one or more interaction between them and their most bitter enemies.

Day 3: A New Recruit -- How on earth does Jermy fit into the Woodscouts’ routine? How has he not accidentally (or not-so accidentally) been incapacitated yet?

Day 4: Fearless Leader -- He’s slimy in more ways than one, but he keeps Troop #818 together and has even managed to snag a few recruits. That alone is worth a day of appreciation.

Day 5: Strong & Silent -- For someone who doesn’t talk much, Petrol has a lot of good advice and personality. Let’s celebrate his bromance with Snake, his willingness to be sacrificed for the WS, or even just his stubborn refusal to try leg day even once.

Day 6: Call him Snake -- Prince Zuko Billy might not be the most dignified character on the show, but he’s certainly the most honorable and is deadly with a candy cane.

Day 7: Like Family -- I just want to see some Woodscouts bonding, with each other or a character of your choice.

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frederator-studios · 6 years ago

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Grace Ellis: The Frederator Interview

Grace Ellis is among the most exciting comic and TV writers working today, and all from coffee shops ‘round Columbus, Ohio. The first comic she created, Lumberjanes, is a NY Times bestselling series, in development as a movie, and brought her home Eisner and GLAAD awards for her cat to try to knock over. Grace is currently writing one of the most magical comics of the year, Moonstruck, but still found time to pen some awesome episodes of Bravest Warriors season 4 (after she determined that the gig was not, indeed, a prank). Grace and I sat down to talk log-doodling, queer representation in comics, and the commonalities between Beth Tezuka and Captain America.

Having written Lumberjanes: were you a Girl Scout yourself?

For a little, until my troop disbanded! Lumberjanes re-connected me with my Girl Scout roots. The inspiration for a lot of the woodsy stuff comes from an outdoor camp I was part of. After college I worked for Autostraddle, the biggest online network for queer women. They host a weeklong sleepaway camp every year called A-Camp. It has a bunch of panels, talent shows, activities - really cool stuff. When I was a camp counselor one year in Big Bear, I made friends with an attendee, Shannon Watters, who’s a writer and editor at Boom! Comics. Later, she approached me about making a comic together.

Wow! So Lumberjanes was your very first comic... ever?!

Yup! The first issue of Lumberjanes was the first comic I ever wrote.

That’s amazing! Wait, backin’ up - what were you doing before?

My big kid job was journalism. I studied a mix of journalism, theater and women’s studies at Ohio State. After school ended I started pitching around and got a gig writing ads for Playbill. Then I got some work with Bustle too. I was doing sort of garbage writing: mostly TV recaps and some vaguely personal stuff here and there. Very little actual journalism. Then I got the job with Autostraddle when the site was still fairly new.

So you taught yourself both comic writing and screenwriting?

Pretty much! I was already familiar with story structure, so it was really about learning to adapt those elements to different formats, and take advantage of each medium. That comes with practice more than teaching. Every format is different. Like with comics, I go panel by panel, one at a time. I have to keep framing in mind while focusing on what’s happening in the scene, and what the characters are saying, because comics are super dialogue-driven. Writing comics is like trying to write the minimum in order to say the most.

How did Lumberjanes develop from the first ‘let’s make a comic!’ moment?

We drew a lot of inspiration from Ms. Kitty Fantastic and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I developed the concept with Shannon and we started from just rough outlines of the characters. Then Brooklyn A. Allen came on and designed them. And after that we brought on Noelle Stevenson as a second writer. Working all together was really smooth, a cut-and-dry process. We only needed one Skype call per issue!

Which girl in Lumberjanes are you the most like?

Molly - well, I’m always told to answer Molly! She’s the timid and unsure one. But hopefully Jo as well! I like to think that I can be a leader.

How did you come to write for Bravest Warriors?

Shannon submitted me! Benjamin (Townsend, Story Editor) reached out. I actually forwarded the email to my lawyer right away. I was sure that I was getting scammed. I was so excited when it turned out legit!

(“Catbug! You don’t just bust in on someone when they're dukin’. Buddy... we talked about this.”)

Do you have a favorite character in Bravest?

Catbug is the most fun to write. Before pitching the Detective Catbug episode I wrote this season, I prepared by hanging out with a 5 year old. It actually helped! Catbug has the funniest voice, I just love writing him. But Beth is my favorite Bravest Warrior. Once I’d nailed down who she is, I really liked writing her. She kind of reminds me of Captain America: she’s unbeatable and refuses to stay down. And she’s unapologetically herself.

She truly is That Beth. How did you first start working on Moonstruck?

It actually started as a school exercise, with no plan to extend it! 2 years ago I was doing a program with Columbus College of Art & Design, where they partner their artists with pro comic writers. I was lucky enough to be accidentally (I later found out, secretly-totally-on-purpose) partnered with Shae Beagle. The assignment was to write a 5 page scene, with 2 twists; the first building off the second. That became the opening of Issue 1: the first twist is that we’re not in a normal human coffee shop - it’s full of mythological creatures. The second is that the girl we're following who seems totally normal… well, she doesn’t view herself as normal at all.

I’ve wondered why Julie is so insecure, when she’s surrounded by such a diversity of mythological people?

For Julie, it’s really this fear of losing control. She’s has a deep sense that in her werewolf form, she’s not normal. She’s not right. So she’s internalized some really negative stuff about what that means for and about her.

Are there levels of privilege and marginalization in this world around being human or mythological?

Yes - I’ve been working on how to represent societal privilege surrounding mythological and non-mythological people. A big inciting factor in Julie’s story is her falling in love with a girl, who - spoiler alert! - is also a werewolf like she is. But Selena has a totally different perspective on who she is. She’s comfortable with herself.

Your characters are so distinct - what is your process for nailing a character’s voice?

It’s a lot of time thinking about who the character is; how they’d react to things, based on their personalities and what they’ve lived. Living close to a college is a big help because I’m surrounded by people around the age of the characters I write. Overhearing conversations is often inspirational! I also pull a lot from real life and my own friends. I have the best time writing over-enthusiastic characters: the ones that are high energy, always on, and oblivious. Julie, on the other hand - it was tougher to find her voice. She’s so timid, yet she also has this sardonic edge. It helped when I realized that she would say “Sorry” all the time. It’s her instinct to apologize for herself, even when she has no reason to! After figuring out something like that, that’s core to her character, I was able to grow her voice from there.

What do you find most challenging about writing? And most rewarding?

Being done is very rewarding! And feeling like you nailed it. The worst thing is when you don’t want to write. It’s easier now that it’s my job, because I have to do it. When I was an AV tech at a movie theater, I always wanted to write, but I wouldn’t do it. What’s tough is that I would rather think than write. Thinking is underrated. But the problem is, I know that I should write something - anything! - every single day.

Do you ever do any of your own art?

Nah, I’m not an artist. I draw sometimes. I’m a prolific log-drawer.

Logs?!

Yeah (laughs) I sometimes fixate on one thing and it becomes the only thing I doodle. Logs are that.

That is… oddly fitting! What is your creative process like?

It’s not very strict. My rule is that I leave my house every day before noon and go to a coffee shop. Then I just plug into it.

What do you like to do outside of writing?

Is there such a thing? Video games, especially during winter. Reading a lot of comics, plays and nonfiction. Biographies are great character studies. Currently, I’m reading a novel, The Blunderer by Patricia Highsmith. For writing pretty light and happy comics, I really do like books about heavy guilt and punishment...

Speaking of Patricia Highsmith - with her Price of Salt such a cornerstone in queer writing - what are your thoughts on representation and writing queer characters?

Oh yeah - we’re all familiar with the tropes. The sad stories, the coming out stories. They’re important in their way. But they aren’t what I need to write! I’m not a sad person, so I can’t just put that on. I write upbeat stories about characters who are already out and accepted. I’m a happy, out lesbian. So to represent those characters isn’t just what’s truthful to me - it also says to readers that hey, you can be a happy, out lesbian too!

Do you think there is a market for young adult media with queer characters and themes that didn’t exist a decade ago?

Absolutely. It used to be that anytime a writer put a gay or lesbian character in anything - let alone a main character - they were pigeon-holed as a ‘queer writer’. And a decade ago, that could severely limit, or even ruin, a writer’s career. Now, ‘queer media’ isn’t just a subgenre - gay and lesbian representation is coming into the mainstream. It’s a changing world. Lumberjanes did so well, it uncovered a whole market of tween, teenage girls and queer women. And there hasn’t been enough made for them! Backstagers, Zodiac: Star Force - a lot of the new comics coming out are riding on a wave of realization for the comic companies. They figured out that they were leaving money on the table when it came to queer female audiences.

What’s your advice to people who want to write comics or TV shows?

Write a lot. Write every day, if you can. It’ll make you a better writer. And put stuff on the Internet. It sounds scary, but it’s the best way to get your work seen. At this point, people are getting jobs off of Twitter. Networking is BS!

What is your Dream, or dream gig?

My dream is to write things that I’m proud of in many different mediums. A musical. A video game. A movie. I’m a really big fan of form. It’s an almost intellectual interest: the different things each format brings to the table, and how you work with each to find the best possible way to tell a story.

What are some of your favorite Things?

I loved Saturday Morning Cartoons. Recess, The Weekenders. I like weird slice of life children’s stories. Calvin and Hobbes is a huge favorite. LA Noir is my favorite video game. And one of my favorite comic artists is Alison Bechdel. She does a strip called Dykes to Watch Out For that is absolutely hilarious. ❀

Follow Grace on Twitter and Instagram.

Thanks for the interview Grace! We’ll no doubt be keeping up with you. Can’t wait for the great stories you’ll tell, across all the formats that strike your fancy!

- Cooper ❀

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prorevenge · 7 years ago

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How I became Summer camp Sherlock.

Okay so, I was having a conversation with a friend and they said this was a good story to post here. I hope you all agree. I decided to add a bit more information on this one than in the original story I told her, since I wasn’t expecting to post it here until she suggested it. Please, enjoy.

Background Info: I work as a staffer at a small summer camp, and during the off season they have retreats. Staffers aren’t treated badly, but we are the lowest on the totem pole and do ALL the hard work, from 7 AM till around 2 AM, so we have some long work days. We also don’t get paid as much as the counselors; we only get about 100$ dollars a week. Our food and board is the rest of the payment, you see, and most of us aren’t old enough to worry about rent quite yet. The camp also has a very strict hiring policy because they have a good reputation and value every member of staff. Also, I’m either an insomniac or narcoleptic, or both if that’s possible (doctors have said all three answers so, I dunno), AND anemic. So, I’m CONSTANTLY tired and trying to nap everywhere. This is important.

The Story: for several week someone from staff has been stealing money from the rest of the workers. Lots of it. At this time I didn’t have a nickname like everyone else, though they did occasionally call me Smartass because I love random facts and can get pretty snarky for the fun of it, or Ninja Napper because I sleep wherever and whenever I can and will attack you if you touch me. But I also love to watch Sherlock and write detective stories, so when my bosses were talking about how to solve this problem, I volunteered.

The Revenge: So I started by scouting everyone out. My closest friends were out of the question, since they roomed with me and I knew where they were at all times. Still, I investigated a bit before ruling them out completely. Then I moved on to the rest of the staffers. There were two I was suspicious of; Britney and Dayton. Britney held true to all the stereotypes about a girl with her name. I know a few nice Britneys, but she was not one of them. How she got on staff I have no clue. Dayton was obnoxious, but a good worker. However, whenever I joked about being keleptomaniacal (because I love stealing and wearing everyone’s clothes- we were all pretty close at this point so it was just fun), he went quiet and laughed nervously.

I checked out the counselors next, but they were clean. Too busy dunking campers in the pool or doing crafts to care about the missing money problems of staffers. Same with Tech team, Rex team, and outdoor team. That’s when I knew that my two suspects, Dayton and Britney, were the only two options. It only took me a day to rule out Dayton. He was off campus when the next theft occurred. Britney had been in the pigpen cleaning dishes, near where the Crime was committed. She was smart, though. She had a ‘witness’ testifying she talked to her the entire time. Even though no one was really sure when the theft took place, they believed her alibi.

The Game: She was relatively clever. It took me two weeks to catch her. First, I had to get her used to some things. 1. I nap everywhere. It was easy to adjust her to this, since I was famous for it (Ninja Napper) already. I don’t sleep in those five hours we get to rest between finishing cleaning up Late Night and serving breakfast in the morning, so I sleep everywhere. On roofs, halfway up the rock climbing wall, under the serving counter, on TOP of the serving counter... you name it, I’ve slept there. Check. 2. It’s impossible to wake me up from noise or light- but touch me even barely and I’ll attack. This was also easy because it was true. Once I managed to sleep, I was dead to the world. If someone bangs pots over my head (happened) I stayed asleep. If someone flicked the lights on right in my eyes (happened) I stayed asleep. If someone brushed me on accident, I attacked. (Ninja Napper) 3. I leave my money wherever. This was a bit of a sacrifice. I’m pretty laidback- and lazy because I’m always tired- so it’s not too far a stretch to believe... but in truth I’m meticulous with my money. I had to leave it and let her steal it for two weeks. That was my paycheck, and she was taking all o it. But sacrifices had to be made if I was going to properly get revenge on Bitchney. 4. I’m an idiot. Everyone knew I was investigating the thief. Including Bitchney. So, I accused several OTHER people, and confided privately about my suspicions to her. Don’t worry, I told the accused beforehand what was going on, but no one else knew. She was... very agreeable when I suggested anyone but her.

The Trap: Finally I set the trap. Over the span of a week, I let her steal about a hundred bucks from me in twenties, each time following her ‘tips’ and ‘accusing’ several people. (The week before it was all fives and ones.) Then, one day, I took a nap next to a handful of twenties (reminder that all this money was my paycheck.) and waited. I videoed her walking up, taking the money, and giving me the fucking bird. Bitch.

The Reward: So, I showed bosses where she kept the money (under her mattress. SO original) and the video. I explained my random accusations to everyone who didn’t know- who all thought I was a bitch by then- and made a ridiculous amount of Sherlock jokes and references on the way, because how could I not? Bitchney was fired, I was given my money back plus a little extra, and my nickname has been Sherlock ever since.

Tl;dr I caught a bitchy thief by napping and making Sherlock references.

Buckle down and let me tell you about Bitchney’s Reichenbach Fall.

Once I went to my bosses with the evidence and they were able to say that she definitely did it, there was a meeting called between her, and... let’s call them Lestrade, Mycroft, the Queen, and Mrs. Hudson. That would be the Camp director, camp supervisor, and the two staff coordinators. Let it be known I was on first name basis with both director and supervisor before this summer, and the coordinators were fond of me since I worked hard and cheerfully to make up for my mostly-accidental naps.

Because I was the witness, the one who provided the evidence, AND the ‘consulting detective’ (couldn’t resist during the investigation), I was called into this meeting as well.

I laid out the evidence, showed then the video and the money, and brought in each ‘accused’ person from the last two weeks so they could confirm that it was an act and I wasn’t a clueless but lucky idiot. Bitchney, in her plastic blue chair, was glaring at me with populargirl-knives-for-eyes.

The time came for her to defend herself. She tried to spin some bullshit story about me framing her. When that didn’t work, she tried to say I was her partner wanting the money to myself. First of all, I couldn’t resist saying at this point that she was acting like a one of those dumb crooks from a tv show. That also didn’t work, and she said a few choice words to me for my comment.

Finally, they excused me from the room. After all, I was a big help but I was just a staffer. It wasn’t appropriate for me to be in the room or contribute to their deliberations. I waited outside for a good twenty minutes before the door was slammed open so hard it almost hit my face (I will admit to tying to eavesdrop) and Bitchney walked out. When she saw me, I fully expected her to leap at me.

Bitchney did not leap at me. She cursed me out, said she’d ruin my social media accounts and call me out on all the slutty stuff I did, and left. As she left, I called to her that Crime never slept, but I certainly did. (I do believe I commented that earlier. No one asked, so I didn’t get to tell this story to explain it ;-;)

Joke’s on her. I don’t have any social media, and I’ve never even dated.

So! While it wasn’t as fun or clever as the actual revenge, it was still hella satisfying to be part of that. Last I heard, she tried to reapply this year. Haha no. The bosses aren’t idiots and won’t rehire a thief.

Tl;dr: “Crime never sleeps but I certainly do!”

(source) (story by 1stdreadpiraterobert)

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mangsluts · 7 years ago

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Happy Camper

A Taeyong Fanfic

Camp Counselor!AU

Rated: M

Contains: teasing, cursing, graphic sexual content

Description: You didn’t want to, but you reluctantly agreed to take you friends spot as a camp counselor when he suddenly gets sick. Despite hating the outdoors, there’s something there that might make it worthwhile.

Requested by: @still-blossom99

-admin mangbebe

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“You’re not serious, right?” You groaned into your phone, voice going a little high with inquiry.

“Yes, I’m serious... please... I have the flu, and I-“ Your friend Mark sneezed into the phone loudly, and you rolled your eyes.

“I really can’t cancel on them now. They already don’t have enough people and the kids... they’d be so devastated if we had to cancel so suddenly...” His voice was nasally and obviously stuffed up, sounding like it hurt his throat just to talk.

You sighed, knowing how much he loved this job.

Every summer, your good friend Mark Lee—who you’d known for years—went on some scout camping trip as a counselor for some rag tag scouting company. It was neither girl nor Boy Scouts. They were called simply “cub scouts”, and the team of counselors would take all the children on a camping trip into the woods for about five days, teaching them basic survival skills, leadership and teamwork, and about the outdoors. Basic summer camp stuff, except no cabins or electricity or fun. Great. But Mark absolutely loved doing it, and you really didn’t want to let him down. Finally, his sad, sniffling voice broke you down and you sighed.

“Fine. I’ll do it for you. But you owe me!” You pointed into your phone, knowing he couldn’t see you, but could feel your attitude.

“Thank you so much! I promise I’ll repay you some day! I’m so happy!” You could hear him shuffling through papers on his bed. “I’ll send you all the information. You’re able to go tomorrow right? All you have to do is show up at this cabin, which is where the counselors, children, and parents will meet up at first... Just tell them you’re filling my place.. I’ll talk to the camp leader so he knows you’re coming.. They’ll teach you everything. I promise it’s easy and you’re gonna love the kids and the experience!”

Mark continued to go on and on about the glory of friendship and the beauty of the outdoors but you had pretty much tuned out. You just wished you could stay at home in bed, and watch Netflix. You didn’t want to spend the next five days stuck in the outdoors with all kinds of bugs, no reception, and screaming children.

“Yep yep yep... can’t wait... Bye Mark.” You finally cut him off and threw your phone next to you before cuddling into your bed to go to sleep, dreading the morning coming soon.

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‘God this is horrible... how can anybody feel cute in this? I have a horrible wedgie.... and god it’s so hot out here...’ You thought irritatedly to yourself as you waited with a group of the other camp counselors. You were all wearing the same ugly scout uniform looking outfit. It was some ugly green shirt with a big name tag saying your name, paired with probably the worst khaki shorts you had ever seen. There were six other counselors with you, two of them wearing purple shirts, two wearing blue, and two wearing orange. Looking down at your shirt, you felt weird being the only one wearing this ugly green.

“Hey uhhh... What do these shirts mean?” You asked one of the girls in orange. You hadn’t really gotten a very good debriefing, since the ‘team leader’ that was supposed to explain everything to you was too busy talking to children’s parents and getting all the kids ready. “Every counselor gets a partner, and the two of you get assigned a group of children to be your ‘team.’ It just makes everything easier to separate all the children cause it can get overwhelming.” She also noticed you were the only one wearing green. “You’re probably paired with the Team Leader, since him and Mark are usually partners. Don’t worry about it! He’s a really good guy and he’ll teach you everything!” She said with an overly obnoxious smile and it took every fiber of your being not to groan in annoyance.

“Well guys, the bus that was supposed to take us to the campsite is running late... Looks like we won’t be getting there until later tonight. Guess we’ll have to push off today’s activities and go straight to the bonfire!” A commanding voice said from behind you, and you whipped around to see who the voice belonged to, and your jaw immediately dropped in shock. You suddenly took back everything you had said about the ugly clothes. Right in front of you stood probably the hottest man in existence. He had sort of a sassy aura to him, resting his body weight on one side of his body, hand on his hip. He had pale pink hair that looked like it had been dyed a hundred times, but still somehow looked beautiful and silky. When he turned to the side to check the time on the wall, you should see how sharp his jawline was. Even in that ugly green shirt, he showed off so much confidence that it looked good.. and you couldn’t even start on how good his thighs looked in those short khakis.

“And you.” Suddenly you were pulled out of your trance and saw this man pointing at you, specifically your green shirt. His smile was almost feline like, having a point in the middle and the two sides curling up cutely. “It seems you’re my partner this time. Filling in for Mark right?” He asked, a dark eyebrow raised. You could feel everyone’s eyes on you and your cheeks began to flush a light pink.

“I... uh.. yeah. I’m here for Mark.” You finally spat out, smiling nervously. This man knew just how to make you feel better, which made sense considering he dealt with kids all the time.

“Well welcome to the team! My name’s Taeyong, I’m the team leader here. I’ll teach you everything there is to know about camping and teamwork.” He said, sounding like he had recited this a million times, and offered a big hand to you. Slowly, you took it, and were immediately surprised at how soft his hand was, trying not to focus too much on the veiny arm that it was attached to, but your eyes couldn’t help but wander elsewhere.

“Well, lets get a move on!” He suddenly withdrew his hand and clapped happily.

Ugh. This was gonna be a long week.

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The wait for the bus was long, and the ride there was longer. The whole way there, the children were screaming and singing songs—camp songs?—you didn’t know, but everyone seemed to know them. What you did know by now, was that Taeyong could sing all these songs the loudest, and you wanted nothing more than to shut him up

By kissing him?

No. You’re not going to ruin this and make it weird for Mark. You decided looking out the window and away from him was the best option.

You arrived at the dingy campsite at around 8pm and helped the other counselors get all the equipment out while Taeyong took care of getting all the children situated.

“Who’s ready for the bonfire?? It’s time for s’mores-“ Taeyong’s loud voice echoed in the woods as he held a flashlight up to his face and turned it on, illuminated his practically flawless face. “And spooky stories!!” He said in a creepy voice, wiggling his fingers. You found yourself smiling at him unknowingly until his eyes met yours and he smiled back. You looked away. Nope. Not today. You went back to busting yourself with getting the tents set up with the other counselors. Once you had enough set up for all the children, you made your way over to the bonfire, where everyone was sitting in a circle around a huge campfire, holding sticks with marshmallows on them over it. A couple of the counselors were helping transform the kid’s burnt marshmallows into s’mores. Unsure what to do, you took a seat next to Taeyong who was in the middle of a scary story.

“....and when he opened the door... there was nothing but..” he swung his hand up that he was hiding behind his back, that had a fake hook attached to it.

“A bloody hook!!” He finished dramatically, many of the children shrieking in horror.

He smiled eerily, putting his hand down.

“Some say that you can still hear the moans of those who were killed that night... in these very woods.” He said, leaning in and whispering for effect. “T-Taeyong... that’s not real right?” One of the kids asked, basically shivering with fear. “Who knows.. You’ll just have to listen at night and see for yourself.” He said again, and turned his flashlight off to spook the kids one last time. “Alright, I know you don’t want to, but it’s time for bed now. We’ll have much more to do tomorrow!” Taeyong said in that fake happy camp voice again, followed by the groans of children who didn’t want to sleep yet.

Personally, you were tired, and complied to the bedtime rule, telling the rest of the counselors you were gonna go ahead and head back to the tents. They waved you off, saying “go ahead” and decided to stay at the bonfire to finish the leftover s’mores. You walked down the trail quietly, until you reached the campsite you had set up earlier. The counselor’s tents were a small distance away from the kids, in case anything happened and they needed an adult in the middle of the night. There were four tents, and You logically inferred earlier that you would be in the green one, so you had put your bags in there. After entering the tent, and zipping it back up, you sighed and slumped down. You hated the outdoors, and there was still four full days ahead of you. Without thinking, you began stripping off your clothes so you could put something comfortable—and not ugly—on. First the green shirt came off, then the khaki shorts, both being shoved back into your bag.

Zzzzzzzzziiiipp

Surprised at the sudden burst of air on your bare skin, You shivered and turned around quickly to see what happened.

There was Taeyong, his face beet red, crouched in the opening of the tent.

“Oh shit-“ he said, finally exposing his real voice. Not that super happy voice, but a real low scratchy noise when he cursed. He hopping in quickly, zipping the tent back up so you were no longer almost naked by a hundred sleeping children.

“What are you doing? You know we have bathrooms for this stuff right?” He said, obviously trying not to look at you in your underwear.

“I... uh... I wasn’t thinking. I don’t know. I’m sorry.” You said, feeling your heartbeat in your throat, so embarrassed you couldn’t even move to grab your clothes.

“You’re sorry? I’ve been staring all you all day trying not to lose my cool, Mark didn’t tell me he sent his hottest friend to take his place.” His eyes went to meet yours, but it was impossible not to see your breasts, all exposed like that. You only wore a bralette, because anything with underwire would be stupid to wear in the woods all day, and this bralette happened to be very see through. Suddenly “tent” didn’t just mean what you were currently in. Through the silence, your own eyes traveled down his body, seeing his erection grow firm in his shorts. Feeling empowered by this, you decided to try your luck. He was fucking hot, and you were alone, and he obviously was attracted to you. You crawled down on all floors, your breasts hanging seductively below you, and crawled towards him in the small space. “Am I doing this to you? I’m sorry... I’m just..” you reached behind your back and unclasped the bra, allowing it to fall to the ground. You feigned surprise, watching as his face struggled not to react.

“So clumsy..” you finished, your voice like velvet.

Suddenly, the firm hand that had shaken yours earlier was now clasped around your neck. Not hard or threatening, just... warning.

“You’re asking for it you know.” He said, pushing you backwards by the neck to the back of the tent. Without breaking eye contact—Jesus those hooded eyes were so full of lust, he looked like a completely different person—he reached into his bag and pulled out the rope that would be later used for crafts and knot tying. Within seconds, your wrists were tightly bound together behind your back in a perfect knot. Obviously he was still the same camper from earlier. “You know, I was hoping we could do this...” his voice trailed off as one of his hands roughly grabbed your breast. “...but since you wanna play... you don’t get to touch.” He finished in a low growl, two fingers pinching your nipples, earning a breathy moan from you, then letting go too quickly for you to feel pleasure, and began flicking it and gently swiping his fingers over it, as if by accident. The tiny movements were driving you crazy. “You fucking tease.” You mumbled. At your words, he smirked and slipped his hand into your panties, feeling how wet you were. “Dripping.” He whispered, only loud enough for you to hear, his two fingers coming up to your face.

“Suck.” He commanded, and without your answer, his digits entered you mouth and you found yourself sucking on his fingers, tasting your own juices, willing to do anything for him to just fuck you already. “So eager for something you don’t get to have... how sad.” He gave you a fake pout before suddenly retreating his fingers from your mouth and entering them into your soaking pussy that was just begging for him. You moaned out, his hand still placed on your throat, slightly squeezing it. “Shhhhhhh... no noises.” The pressure on your throat was orgasmic itself, intensifying all your feelings. He could feel you getting too much pleasure from his fingers entering you, so he immediately pulled them back out, causing you to whine. Roughly his thumb ran over your clit, sending a surge of pleasure through your body, and you bucked your hips harshly, begging him for more. His index finger slid over your slick folds, running through every area, gently passing two fingers over your entrance, threatening to enter in, but not allowing you to have it. His slender fingers exited you once again, flicking your clit softly, then building it up harder, his grip on your neck tightening just enough for you to feel consumed by the nerves being sent through you.

Seeing your eyes roll to the back of your head and in ecstasy, he suddenly stopped all his actions, dropping you harshly from your high. All this teasing was putting you on edge, and you were panting heavily. “Beg for it.” He said simply, pulling his khaki shorts down, taking his underwear with it, and you saw his member spring out, standing tall in front of you. “Please give it to me.”

“Give what to you?”

“Your cock. I need it. Please.” You whined, desperately, your hands straining behind you, wishing you could touch him.

Wordlessly, he stood you up, aligned his throbbing dick with your walls, and slid through them. He deliberately avoided entering you, to tease you until you were fucking shaking. The very tip of his dick grazed your entrance, but would quickly be taken away before you could have it. He used both of his hands to play with your nipples, while slowly sliding his member over your wet folds, feeling more empowered by hearing your begs and pleads for him to just fuck you

“You should have thought about that before you teased me, because two can play at that game. “ he muttered into your ear, his hot breathe sending a shiver down your spine, and a loud moan exiting your mouth from all these fucking feelings on your body at once. Even though there was an aching feeling in your womanhood because of his teasing, you felt yourself reaching a sweet high.

As if your soul had been ripped out, all the feelings stopped again as he pulled himself away from you, watching you writhe and whimper because of him. He grabbed your face within his hand, forcing you to look up at his burning eyes.

“Don’t ever tease me again.”

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