#I forgot my followers can't see things straight from my mind I need to make some ref sheets ahahah

[somerandomdudelmao]

Hey Bun~ I'll try to post this update not too late this time

[rafeandonlyrafe]

weekend away

words: 3.2k

a/n: of course inspired by these precious pictures of drew <3

warnings: 18+ only, dad!rafe, mom!reader, established relationship, theyre maaaarried <3, VERY FLUFFY, descriptions of breastfeeding, smut, p in v sex, unprotected sex (but reader is on birth control), rafe is like the best dad everrr

“okay…” you look into your trunk, mentally going through your checklist. stroller, check, folder up and ready for daisys car seat to be placed on. diaper bag, check, with extra diapers just in case. pump, check. carrier, baby carrier, check. extra change of clothes, check.

you have everything you could possibly need for daisy, not even realizing that you completely forgot about yourself.

“got your suitcase packed, baby?” rafe asks, daisy in his arms, happy to be cradled there, looking up at her daddy with wide eyes.

“shit!” you squeal, before covering your mouth. daisy may be too young to understand your words, but you still try not to curse in front of her.

“hey, it's okay.” rafe can instantly see your nerves skyrocketing. of course you were too focused on getting everything for your daughter that you completely forgot that it's a weekend trip you'll be going on too.

“okay, i um- ill just throw some clothes in a bag then-”

“baby.” rafe easily switches daisy to one arm, wrapping his now free one around your shoulders. you relax into his hold, reminded how protected you feel by rafe. “we aren't in a rush. we can delay taking off for a bit, okay? it's not that long of a drive.”

“okay.” you nod, arms circling around his waist as you turn to face rafe, pressing your cheek into his side as you smile down at daisy. “hi baby. mama is a bit of a mess right now.”

“don't talk about yourself like that.” rafe says softly, leaning to press a kiss to the top of you're head. “you're doing amazing. you juggle so much, it's a surprise you don't forget things more often.”

you let out a little chuckle, which daisy copies as her little mouth turns into a smile.

“okay, ill go get started.” you sigh. you can't believe your mind has been so scattered and focused on getting daisy ready that you completely forgot about doing anything for yourself.

“we will help.” rafe closes the trunk, heading back inside to follow you up the stairs. “not sure how much help daisy will be, but you got me at least.”

you end up packing pretty quickly, especially since you're bringing a big suitcase, way too big for just a couple days out of town, so you're easily able to throw in more than you need, just in case.

“alright.” rafe hums. “both suitcases loaded, we just need to get daisy in her car seat.”

“great.” you groan. daisy recently developed a hatred for her car seat, after you planned a nice weekend trip a few hours away from the outer banks.

“how about i try?” you know it won't make a difference, but you nod, letting rafe carry daisy towards the car, trying to distract with coos and even snuggling his nose into her tummy, but by the time she's over the seat, she turns straight as a board.

you can barely watch as her sweet face turns to one of sadness, tears falling down her cheeks.

“oh my poor baby.” you coo after rafe gets her all buckled in. “you want mama to ride back here with you?”

you're not sure it will help, but you climb into the backseat to sit next to the car seat while rafe gets in to drive.

“it is almost nap time, maybe she'll fall asleep quickly.” rafe shrugs as he pulls the car out of the driveway, always extra careful when he's bringing you or daisy anywhere.

“maybe.” you hum, petting over her forehead and down her nose until her cries stop, eyes close, and her chest begins to rise and fall slower.

you don't even realize as rafe happily drives you to your destination that as daisy falls asleep, so do you, head resting against her car seat as you catch up on some rest.

rafe smiles when he sees you in the backseat completely knocked out, even snapping a picture when he stops at a toll.

he keeps the radio down low to not wake either of you until he arrives to the airbnb, a delightful cottage right on the beach. it's not too different from home, but the bigger city offers more things to do, and you plan to take advantage of your time away and show daisy all the things she hasn't experienced yet like zoos and museums.

“babes.” rafe calls out. “we're here.”

“oh my gosh.” you let out a yawn, stretching your back out from the awkward hunched position against the car seat. “that went by so fast.”

“thats what happens when you sleep the whole way.” rafe chuckles.

“shut up.” you giggle, leaning between the front seats to press a kiss to his lips. “thanks for driving us. we love you so much.”

you know you can speak for your daughter, it's so evident how much daisy loves rafe, even if she can't find the words yet.

“love you too, baby.” rafe looks back at daisy, the mirror set up on the headrest of the seat to give him a view of her face. “we should get inside quick, she's gonna wake up hungry.”

“ugh, my poor boobs.” you whine. you love getting to breastfeed daisy, and feel so lucky that you have a good milk supply, but it is hard on your body as well.

“you're amazing.” rafe says earnestly. you turned his life around completely when you began dating him, and it only got even better when daisy was born. he made a pact while she was still inside your tummy to get his shit together, mend his life that was broken.

“oh, shush.” you blush, rafe still able to make you feel shy to this day. 

you get out of the car, looking at the airbnb. you swear it looks even better in person, the warm sun beautifully illuminating the white stand as you walk in, punching in the code that you had already memorized.

you know rafe is bringing daisy in, so you take a moment to inspect the house, the two bedrooms and one nursery as well as the open living area, big windows pointing out to the ocean.

you hear daisys cries before rafe enters with her in his arms. “she's ready for you.”

you take her quickly, sitting down in the plush armchair as you adjust your shirt and nursing bra to free your nipple, which she quickly latches onto.

you can hear rafe bringing in your bags and everything you need for daisy as you nurse and stare out at the ocean.

“all done, baby?” you ask her after she pulls away, a blissed out, happy look on her face.

“ill burp her.” rafe picks daisy up from your arms before you even realize it, clearly missing his girl as you close up your bra and pull your shirt down. you follow rafe out onto the back deck, wrapping your arms around his waist as you listen to the familiar sounds of waves hitting the shore.

“are you tired from the drive?” you ask him. “you can nap and ill entertain daisy and make us dinner.”

“im okay.” rafe turns around to tug you into his side. “and let's just order pizza or something, this is vacation, you don't have to cook.”

“okay.” you get on your tiptoes to press a kiss to his cheek before leaning back against his side. you'll order later, after you've started out at the ocean with him, the uninterrupted sea of blue.

--

“ah, ah, ah.” rafe stops you, taking the baby carrier out of your hands. “ill wear her.”

you nod, grabbing the diaper bag and slinging it over your shoulder, which rafe also takes after he puts the carrier on.

“baby, i can carry something.” you laugh as he gets poppy out of her carseat, her cries instantly stopping now that she's free of the car.

“i know you can. but im a good husband, and i got it.”

“okay.” you shrug. “whatever you want baby.”

rafe loads daisy into the carrier, adjusting her to face outward so she can see all of the animals as you walk through the zoo.

“sunscreen.” you remind rafe, putting the cream onto daisys delicate skin. you swipe it across rafes nose as he makes a face.

“you need it too.” you chastise, smearing it across his face, rubbing it all in so he's not embarrassed. you'd already applied sunscreen underneath your makeup at the cottage earlier, so you just refresh your exposed shoulders.

you make quick work of admissions at the zoo, having already bought your tickets online.

“what do you wanna see first, baby?” rafe asks, hand looped together tight with yours. 

“umm, how about the red pandas?” you motion towards the asia section of the zoo.

“sounds perfect.” rafe very willingly follows you throughout, daisy happily watching the animals as well as smiling at anyone who passes by.

“stop, they're so cute!” you coo as you look at the pandas. “i want to pet one.”

“don't tempt me to figure out a way for you to do that, baby.” rafe laughs, your pout quickly disappearing off your face, knowing it's not beyond rafe to bribe a zookeeper to let you feel the red pandas fluffy tail.

“what would you like to see, daisy girl?” you coo, rubbing your fingers over her cheeks.

“let's check out the chimpanzees and then we should probably find a place for you to nurse.” rafe is well aware of daisys feeding schedule, and you had to choose between taking her to the zoo during nap time or having to figure out feeding her during the trip.

“sounds good.” you allow rafe to loop his arm around your waist. 

rafe is just as delighted by the chimps swinging across their play structure as daisy is, her hands clapping together, chubby cheeks pushed up in a happy smile.

she cries when you walk away, but you recognize that the attitude is mostly from her being hungry.

“come on, baby.” you coo, finding a quiet shaded area with a comfortable bench.

you cover your front with a light blanket as rafe sits next to you, gently rubbing your shoulder and stroking over your hair as daisy feeds.

“she's probably gonna take like a 15 minute milk nap after this.” you say to rafe. “we can go check out the natural history museum.”

“good idea.” rafe nods. “i know how much you like to read random ass signs.”

“ugh, not my fault i like to learn information! unlike you, dummy.”

“hey.” rafe tickles his finger into the crook for your neck.

daisy falls asleep when she's done nursing, just as you predicted. you tuck her into the crook of your arm, not wanting to risk transferring her to the baby carrier, she'd most certainly wake up.

rafes hand stays on your back throughout the entire museum. you look through every sign, every taxidermied animal and the prehistoric scenes of the area the zoo has set up.

daisy stirs in your arms as you walk outside, the afternoon sun on her face waking her up. “hey princess.” you tell her, always surprised how quickly she recovers from her naps, now wide awake seconds later.

“wanna go to daddy? yeah?” you hand her over to go back into the baby carrier, heading towards the north america section. you like seeing the moose, and rafe the brown bears, while daisy gets an absolute kick out of the american otters, watching them swish through the water and flip off the glass partition.

you continue through most of the zoo, deciding to rush through the aquarium and skip the africa section as daisys nap time quickly approaches.

you exit the zoo hand in hand with rafe, and for once daisy doesn't fight being put in her carseat as she instantly falls asleep.

--

daisy is sitting in between your legs, giggling as she runs her hands through the sand. you keep a close eye on her to make sure she doesn't try to experiment and eat any, but you're also distracted by rafe sitting shirtless next to you.

“when daisy is older, we should take her to the west coast so we can watch the sunset over the ocean.” he says, moving closer to you to wrap his arm around you.

“id love that. its so fun bringing her places.” you know daisy is too young to remember this trip, but she has loved staying someplace different, getting to see all sorts of new things. 

you head back home tomorrow, back to the reality of the outer banks.

“baby girl is gonna be beyond spoiled.” rafe laughs softly, leaning forward to readjust the bow on the top of her head.

“if you spoil her as much as you spoil me, she sure will.” you lean into rafes side, gently watching the waves until daisy starts to get tired and bored, crawling back towards you.

“nursing then bedtime, alright daisy?” you coo at her, picking her up as you walk with rafe back into the cottage, dusting your sandy feet off before going in. “it's a long drive again tomorrow and daddy needs a good sleep.”

“mmm, i was hoping after you put her down we could…” rafe clears his throat. your eyes widen, understanding what he means.

“yeah.” you nod, sitting down in the armchair that has become your prime feeding place over the weekend trip. “id really love that.”

“perfect.” rafe bends to press a kiss to your forehead. “im gonna go shower. let me know if you need any help getting her down.”

daisy happily latches onto your boob, pulling off when she's about halfway done as she gets fussy.

“oh, girly.” you giggle. “you're just tired!”

you move into the nursery to change her into pajamas as well as make sure she has a fresh diaper before finishing feeding her. by the time you set her down in the crib, she's out like a light.

you grab the baby monitor and bring it into your bedroom, smiling when you see rafe sitting on the edge of the bed, towel wrapped around his hips, hair still slightly wet from the shower.

“she's asleep?” he confirms as you place the baby monitor on the dresser.

“she is.” you move quickly over to rafe, bending to press a kiss to his lips as your hands move quickly to undo his towel, opening the damp fabric to reveal his cock.

you kiss as your hand explores his length, feeling it harden beneath your fingertips before you begin to stroke.

“you're gonna kill me, baby.” rafe groans against your lips. “ive missed your hands so much.”

“missed this too.” you confirm. sex with rafe has been scarce since daisy. your body took a while to recover, and while he was patient throughout that, even once you were ready to have sex, daisy often interrupted you by needing her diaper changed or to be rocked back to sleep.

“come on, i want to see you.” rafe tugs at your shirt.

you stand to lose your tank top, removing your bra next. you still feel a little insecure about your stomach. you lost a bit of the weight you gained throughout pregnancy, but you don't know if you'll ever get back to how you were before.

“hey-” rafe stands, seeming to sense your feelings. “you're beautiful.”

“thank you.” you say, tears welling up in your eyes, but not from your insecurities, but from the sheer love you have for rafe.

“now get on the bed so i can show you how beautiful i find you.”

you take your pants and underwear off as you lay down, placing your head on the pillows as you look up at rafe. you used to be much more adventurous when it came to sex, trying out different positions or even introducing toys, but just like in many other ways, being a parent has made your sex more boring.

rafe drapes himself over your body, his cock rubbing through your folds. until daisy is much older and always sleeps through the night, there's still a chance she will wake up, so speed is of the essence.

rafe lines his cock up, pushing it inside of your tight heat with a low groan, needing to stay pretty quiet to not wake daisy, glad that the ocean out the window is providing her some white noise.

“god, you feel so good.” rafe says, eyelids fluttering closed as he stills, allowing you to adjust to his length.

you let out a moan, reaching up to wrap your arms around rafes shoulders, pulling his body against yours.

your chest rubs together as rafe begins to thrust, thankfully not moving too much as your nipples are so sensitive they sometimes hurt.

“i love you.” you whisper to rafe. “i love you so much.”

“we should have a wedding.” rafe says mid-thrust, making your eyes widen as he continues talking. “we should renew our vows when daisy is old enough to be our flower girl.”

“okay.” you nod. you have no problem with throwing an actual party to celebrate your marriage, considering when you found out you were pregnant and told rafe, you settled for a small and quick courthouse wedding with just a few family members and friends in attendance.

“i just love you so much.” he says, voice slightly strained as he continues thrusting.

“i know.” you lean up again to press your lips against his, his mouth staying slightly ajar as he pants.

“i love daisy too. i love our family.” rafe is moving so fast inside of you, rambling as he fucks you. “i wanna have more kids. after we renew our vows and i give you the wedding you deserve.”

“okay.” you giggle, smiling up at rafe. “we can do all of that, baby. we have all the time in the world.”

rafe nods, eyes closing as he concentrates on moving his hips just how you like it, the same motions that got you pregnant with daisy, now prevented from happening again with your daily pill.

“close.” rafe warns, and you're not far off either, only needing a couple more thrusts before you cum with a muffled shout, having covered your mouth with your hand just in time.

your cunt squeezing around him as your high pushes through your body is all rafe needs to spill inside of you with a soft moan of your name.

his arms give out as he rests on top of you, but you don't mind the weight as you stroke your fingers through his short hair. 

it's comforting, the silence, the way your bodies are pressed together, but it's interrupted by a cry through the baby monitor.

“i got her.” rafe says before you can even react. he pushes himself out of bed and pulls on a pair of sweats before rushing into the nursery.

you take a moment to reach over to the tissues on the nightstand, cleaning yourself off at least good enough for the night as you wrap the blankets around yourself.

you try to stay awake until rafe comes back in, to tell him yet again how much you love him, but by the time he's done changing daisys diaper and gets her back to sleep, you're deep in sleep.

rafe smiles as he reenters the bedroom, seeing you all wrapped up with a slight smile on your face as you dream. rafe lays down next to you, wondering how he ever got so lucky.

[mattyriddlesbitch]

Paralyzed

Mattheo Riddle x Reader

Warnings: Cussing, Mattheo being an idiot

I know this is off of my normal schedule, but I finally got to my pc, so have this fic I wrote a few days ago.

You, you walked into the room

On a Friday afternoon

That's when I saw you for the first time

And I was paralyzed

Mattheo was in the library with a few of his friends, not even studying anymore. They were messing around, talking and laughing, drawing on their parchment, throwing things at each other. But they were in a rather secluded corner of the library, so they weren't bothering everyone.

Movement in his peripheral vision caught Mattheo's attention. He turned his head to see you looking through one of the aisles of books. He had never seen you before. You were gorgeous and it had Mattheo sitting up straight, fixing his hair and tuning out the other boys.

The other boys didn't take much notice, Mattheo would tune out and stare off into space sometimes, so they didn't give it much thought.

He watched as you tried to grab a book off a shelf a bit higher than you could reach. His first thought was to go over and help you, but his body wouldn't move. Like he was…nervous?

You felt your pockets, presumably for your wand, but you forgot it and sighed, pouting slightly for a second before turning to their table. Mattheo quickly looked away as you walked over.

“Can one of you guys help me? I can't reach a book I need and I forgot my wand.” You asked the table sweetly and it had Mattheo's stomach fluttering with how sweet your voice was to him.

I had a million things to say

But none of them came out that day

'Cause I was never one of those guys

That always had the best lines

Mattheo wanted to say ‘yes’ and help you, but the words died in his throat as he opened his mouth, and now his mouth felt suddenly dry.

“Of course, (Y/N).” Enzo said as he stood up with that stupid charming smile of his.

That prick led you back to the book with a hand on your back.

Mattheo slumped back in his seat as he watched you smile back at Lorenzo, thanking him for grabbing the book for you before walking away from him. Enzo came back to the table, sitting back down.

Time stopped ticking

My hands keep shaking

And you don't even know that

“Who is that?” Mattheo asked him after you disappeared out of view.

Enzo smiled, catching on immediately. “That's (Y/N). They're in one of my classes. They're very sweet.”

“I've never seen them before.” Mattheo said, looking back to where you disappeared for a moment before looking back down to his drawing on his parchment, pretending to be interested in drawing again.

I try to speak, but girl you got me tongue-tied

I try to breathe but I'm f-f-f-frozen inside

I try to move but I'm stuck in my shoes

You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed

I see you walking, but all you do is pass me by

Can't even talk, 'cause words don't come into my mind

I'd make a move if I had the guts to

But I'm paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed

Enzo and Theo took the initiative to introduce you two. They invited you to one of their parties, where the boys were all at now.

Theo was the first one to spot you when you arrived. He left the group to talk to you, smiling, trying to charm you to follow him over to the group. You gladly followed him and Mattheo spotted the two of you coming over and quickly sat up straight in the chair he was lounging in, putting out the cigarette he was smoking on the table in front of him.

Theodore quickly introduced you to everyone who didn't know you, saving Mattheo for last.

You smiled at him. “Hi, Mattheo.” You said and damn, if your voice wasn't the sweetest thing he ever heard, especially the way you said his name.

He opened his mouth to say ‘hi’ back but it came out super quiet.

“Are you alright?” You asked him when you couldn't hear him over the music.

His mouth felt all dry again, so he just nodded.

Now I learned a lot from my mistake

Never let a good thing slip away

I've had a lot of time to look back

And my only regret is

Not telling you what I was going through

But you didn't even know that

I try to speak but girl you got me tongue-tied

I try to breathe but I'm f-f-f-frozen inside

I try to move but I'm stuck in my shoes

You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed

You talked with the group, smiling and laughing at what they said. Mattheo was quiet, looking over at you whenever you laughed and spoke up. He wanted to make you laugh so bad, but he was finding it difficult to talk with you there.

How was everyone else talking to you so calmly?

He was going to have to look for a spell or potion to help him with this weird feeling around you.

As soon as you walked away to go talk to some of your friends, Theo hit him in the back of the head.

“Ow, what the fuck was that for?” Mattheo said, rubbing the spot Theo hit.

“Why didn’t you talk to them?”

“Why do you care?”

“Because you were ogling them in the library a few days ago. We thought you liked them!” Enzo spoke up, throwing his hands in the air.

Mattheo scoffed. “I said ‘hi’.”

“Fucking idiot.” The two boys rolled their eyes.

I see you walking, but all you do is pass me by

Can't even talk, 'cause words don't come into my mind

I'd make a move if I had the guts to

But I'm paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed

The party didn't help at all and now you probably thought he was weird for how quiet he was. He was so stupid, just looking at you and smiling, sometimes laughing at what you said. And fuck, you were so funny and smart to him, it made it all worse. He felt like an idiot next to you.

He saw you around the castle more. Maybe he did see you in passing sometimes, but now he actually noticed you. He saw you walking with your friends between classes and he wanted to say ‘hi’, let you know he acknowledges you, at least.

But you'd see him first and give him a bright smile and all the thoughts in his head disappeared. It was like he forgot how to speak around you. So he would give a small nod before hurrying away to wherever he was going.

Merlin, why was he such an idiot?

As the years go by I think about you all the time, whoa

If I get the chance I hope I won't be paralyzed, paralyzed by you

You walked into the room

On a Friday afternoon

It had been a few months of this dynamic. You being your sweet self, hanging out with him and his friends more, and him barely speaking but smiling and laughing.

The other boys caught on and would question him, but he'd always refuse to answer, even though the boys already knew the problem.

You made him flustered. You made him shy.

And the boys ate it up every time, enjoying seeing their normally loud, obnoxious, and confident friend turn into a shy, stuttering mess around you.

I try to speak but girl you got me tongue-tied

Only problem was, you took it the opposite way.

I try to breathe but I'm f-f-f-frozen inside

I try to move but I'm stuck in my shoes

You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed (you got me paralyzed)

I see you walking, but all you do is pass me by

Can't even talk, 'cause words don't come into my mind

I'd make a move if I had the guts to

But I'm paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed (you got me paralyzed)

Mattheo was smoking in the courtyard with Theo while Enzo was sitting by them, all three talking and messing around.

You noticed them. You always noticed how Mattheo was a lot louder and more playful when you weren't around. It made you feel like he didn't like you.

If only you knew it was quite the opposite.

You finally walked over to them, your shoes clicking on the pavement as you approached, making them all look over to you, but your eyes were only on Mattheo.

His eyes went wide when he realized that, watching you walk up to him until you were a few feet away from him.

“Do you hate me?” You asked him, ignoring the other two boys.

He let out a nervous laugh. “Wh-what?”

“Do you hate me? You, like, never talk to me. It's always short answers. You won't even say ‘hi’ to me when we pass each other in the halls. Why?” You asked, crossing your arms over your chest.

He tried getting some words out, stumbling over the syllables before clearing his throat. “I-I don't-I don't hate you. I just-I mean, um…” Shit, his mouth went dry again.

“Mattheo. Can you just answer me for once?” You said.

Paralyzed, paralyzed, you got me tongue-tied

Paralyzed, paralyzed, now I'm frozen inside

Paralyzed, paralyzed

You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed

His head dropped and you could hear a small ‘fuck’ under his breath before he sighed, looking back up at you again. “I…I don't hate you. I just…” He looked around, sighing out his nose again. “I…like you.” The way he said it seemed like he was having a hard time saying it.

“You like me?” You repeated.

“I just mean, I don't hate you. I-I think you're sweet.” He said, finally looking back at you.

“You think I'm sweet?” You asked, smiling ever so slightly.

That small smile had him blushing and looking back down.

“Yeah.” His eyes flickered up to you briefly before looking back at the cigarette burning in his hand.

“That's all I wanted to know.” You said before smiling a little more. “Have fun, boys.” You said before practically skipping away.

Mattheo watched you walk away, opening his mouth to stop you before shutting it with a groan.

The two other boys laughed at him and he rolled his eyes.

“Shut up.” He said before taking another puff of his cigarette.

[littlemissaddict]

Just a little idea that popped into my head while I was trying to sleep. And while I love reading reader x single dad! fics as someone who doesn't want kids I just feel it's not something I've come across in fics yet (it probably has been done and if you have any recs please send them my way)

Also this drifted away from my original idea and I'm too lazy to correct it so please enjoy whatever this has turned into.

"And then Ella" Steve was replaying the story animatedly across the table from her. They were on a first date, after having bumped into him at the grocery store last week where he had surprised her by asking her out.

"Sorry you've lost me, who's Ella" she asks, interrupting him but it was hard to follow the story when she had no idea who she was. She had figured she was another friend or something as it was the first time her name had been mentioned all night where as she'd heard all about the kids he used to babysit, his best friend Robin and the metalhead who had been adopted into the group but Ella was new.

Steve's face fell and she worried her question had upset him, had he already talked about her tonight and she'd missed it so now it had come across as she hadn't been listening. Oh god, it had been going so well and now she'd messed it up with one simple question.

"Have I not told you? I could've sworn I told you?" He asked, there was no accusations in his tone. Instead, he sounded more confused. She shook her head in answer to his questions and he sighed, "I could've, it's the first thing I tell people, how could I have not mentioned her" he was muttering more to himself than her.

She offered him what she hoped was a reassuring smile as she reached across the table to rest her hand over the top of his where at some point he'd clenched his napkin in his fist. He looked up at her touch, "it's okay you don't have to tell me if you don't want to" she reassured him. It may have been a first date but he didn't have to tell her his whole life story in one go, she hoped there'd be a few more where they could learn more about each other.

"No, she's someone I like to be up front about, I need to know before I get involved with anyone so they don't freak out and leave when they do eventually find out and then I'm left picking up the pieces" he explains and her heart bleeds for him, thinking about Steve thinking everything is going well only to be left picking the pieces of his heart up after they leave but she also can't help the anxious feeling building inside of her.

"Ella's my daughter"

Her face falls as soon as the words slip past his lips, a reaction she's quick to cover but not quick enough as Steve sees.

"I know it's a lot to take in especially when we're just getting to know each other that's why I like to make it known straight off the bat but tonight, I don't know I guess I just got so caught up in the excitement of being here with you that I forgot and that sounds terrible that I'm admitting to forgetting my own daughter but it's been a while since I've actually been excited for a date and well you've made me feel like a teenager again which I guess is why" he rambles, his eyes closing as he rubs his fingers against his temples before he looks back at her. "Please say something, even if it's just to tell me I'm an idiot" he all but pleads.

"Steve" she whispers. Her mind is going at a million miles a minute as she processes his confession and her own feelings. "I don't know, I really wasn't expecting to be discussing kids on a first date" she admits, "but since we're being up front then I can't lie but kids have never really been in my plans for the future and I know your not asking anything from me right now but I've enjoyed myself tonight and I really want to see where this goes but," she pauses glancing at Steve and she can tell that he's expecting her to tell him that she doesn't want to be with someone who already has a kid and the acceptance of it is written all over his face which is heartbreaking because he deserves love she's just not sure if she's the one.

"If this did progress, if we did get together I just don't know if I'd fit your expectations or even hers" she admits, already feeling like she'd be a disappointment to the both of them when she couldn’t fill the mother roll that she thought he was expected her to fill. "I just don't want it to get to the point where we realise that maybe it won't work and then we're left as you say picking up the pieces" she finishes with a sniffle, god please don't let her cry.

And Steve, wonderful Steve, leans even further across the table, his large palm cupping her cheek as a small smile graces his lips. "I have no expectations, this would be new for both of us as its only ever been me and her for the longest time, all I need to know is if you'd be willing to try, take things slow until we figure out us and then when you're ready then we introduce Ella, we could just even say your a friend if that makes you more comfortable" he tries and she melts under his touch, his gaze.

"I'm terrible with kids" she adds, giving him one last out to change his mind but he just chuckles.

"They're a learning curve, trust me but she's a good kid" he promises with a nod that somehow has her feeling at ease. Kids may have not been in her plan for the future but maybe one wouldn't be so bad.

[itsclydebitches]

Okay so, just to recap:

Ruby drives away Little, which works. That's a classic "I hate myself and am being cruel in order to supposedly protect you, but you'll still follow me out of love anyway" situation.

Neo's semblance has evolved to the point where she can keep multiple, independent copies going at once, all of which have a different veneer, as well as a whole-ass mansion for them to play in. Sure! Why not! We're well past the point of power scaling jumping the shark.

All these copies can talk. I don't care if this is some Ever After magic, Neo is mute! Let her be mute!!

The story straight up forgot what information Neo has. Does she know anything about Ruby and Penny's friendship? Is she aware that Clover died out in the snow? Is mind-reading a part of her semblance now too?

How come everyone else hasn't gotten insane semblance power ups? Jaune must feel so cheated after spending a whole lifetime here...

Ruby defends herself against this horrific onslaught despite JUST being unable to fight against more garden-variety baddies. Is she having a crippling aversion to Crescent Rose or not?

Ruby is physically and psychologically tortured which, while compelling, means that every criticism we're shown is easily dismissed. The question of whether Ruby has caused more harm than good isn't really something to grapple with, it's a horrific lie told by the villain that Ruby needs to be rescued from. It's the Caterpillar situation on steroids and the extreme nature of the scenario just makes the viewer uncomfortable (understandably!), rather than allowing space to acknowledge, "The dead allies she's at times had a hand in getting killed have a point about Ruby's consequence-laden failures."

This includes images of the adults in her life - notably adults that the show has demonized - beating her to a bloody pulp to the point where we're shown rare injuries. Great! Love watching my discourse-laden faves choking a teen against the wall and beating her with a cane /s

This culminates in Ruby slicing "Oscar" in half, the kid who previously underwent torture too. This guy just can't catch a break.

Also love the implication that seeing Oscar cut in half is psychologically damaging, but if the copy had stayed as Ozpin it would have been fine. Or at least far less impactful. Why would Ruby care about her old headmaster who remains a current ally in this fight? Seeing HIM dead, even if it's a fake currently attacking her, just doesn't mean much emotionally.

Little is dead. I mean, they'll probably resurrect them somehow, or reveal that they were just badly injured, but Neo was grinding her heel. The tiny mouse should be a goner.

Yang is pissed at her little sister for having a breakdown after she spent the last two days flirting with her girlfriend instead of acknowledging the horrors they've all been through. Sibling of the year.

Then all of them just STAND THERE while Ruby, injured and lying on the ground, surrounded by enemies, sloooooooowly drinks the clearly messed-up tea. Hey, at least the sisters are even now? Ruby just stood there while Yang fell and Yang just stood there while Ruby killed herself. Great job, girls.

Oh yeah, hey, RT? It's called "themes of suicide," not just "distressing themes." Kudos for having our protagonist make a huge mistake that's FRAMED as a mistake and should have an interesting impact on the story... but warn appropriately for it, yeah?

Why does Neo want Ruby to be remade via the tree instead of just killing her? Idk idk.

Then she immediately goes comatose because apparently killing Ruby was the only thing keeping her going. There's no interest in ruling the Ever After. No temptation to spend all her time with this fake Roman that can, apparently, hold independent conversations with her and generally act like the real Roman did. Like, tell me this isn't a Neo falling hard into her fantasy, content to have "Roman" again in this magical world:

No desire either to go get revenge on Cinder for dropping her here in the first place. Neo is just done now that Ruby has fallen into a root-covered void. 10/10 great character depth.

Love the insanely evil Cat but... what's is their actual goal? Something about curiosity, something about being left by their creators, something about needing a host, something about broken hearts?? This would all be far more compelling to me if I had a better handle on what exactly they wanted.

Preview of next episode: Yang, Weiss, and Blake are totally fine with Ruby's choice. I mean, why wouldn't they be? It's not death! The Paper Pleasers promised! It's her right to go to the tree if that's what she wants and you need to rethink your narrow perspective if you're going to be upset about that choice. This is a totally fine outcome and they can just go find this new, definitely improved Ruby to take back to Remnant. No reason to be sad about it. Right, Jaune? :)))

Oh, and there's only two episodes left to do [gestures] everything.

[dana-chan-the-control-brain]

Oh no! Of course I wouldn't make Earth a cheater, she's too sweet for that. I guess, in the au I have in my head, I just have to work something out. To be honest, I have never vibe with Earth x Monty, unpopular opinion I know. It's because of the things he hid from her and the uncomfortable "mommy" bit but that's personal for me. Earth was the first female character introduced and then went straight to being called "mommy" but yeah-

That aside, I'm sorry people have been harassing you. For what it's worth, you being open about your Solar x Moon gave me this courage to talk about my Earth x Solar, and that you reassured me that so as long as I am not shipping them as related or see them as related while shipping, that it's okay, and it's okay to explore ship dynamics. I wish you well. Also I'm sorry that my first message came out like a trap ask. I didn't mean to and reading it again, I should have made it come off friendlier because I too realized it sounded harshly questioning. I'm sorry about that ^^' /gen

OOOOOOOOOH! So you are genuine! I'm so sorry about that.

And YEAH! I mean it! Go for it!

It's just that I've been getting a lot of weird anons lately about this and I've just been on the defensive.

I do feel you on the "Mommy" bit. I can't remember if that it was a scrapped bit of dialogue from the Earth Model they didn't have permission to use, or if that carried over to her literal canon introduction to Monty.

While I do like calling Fictional characters "Mommy" or "daddy" all the time, but it gets weird when it's their literal first meeting. And it's kinda a petname you need to discuss with you significant other in the bedroom and if it's okay. You just don't say it upon meeting someone, what the hell Monty?

I mean, Monty and Earth are cute together... But Monty has so many red flags.

I know the VAs are dating in real life, but it just kinda reads as a little bland to me.

Like.....

Okay, Remember when Monty went on a rampage and Punched Ruin in the Face and Attacked Solar just because he "was an Eclipse" ???? And Earth got super angry at him for hurting her new family that she has grown attached to?

.........YEAH.

There's really no repercussions for that. It's never mentioned again... And I thought there would be a follow up episode, where Earth brought it up to him in a more safe environment, or a "Monty gets therapy in VRchat" but that never came to pass. Maybe it will in the future, but it feels like so much time passed, that Earth bringing it up out of the blue would feel like a slight against Monty for no reason at this point, when it should have been brought up at least one or two episodes after the fact.

Like there was a great opportunity to give Earth agency here and have her break up with Monty over this since her family is so important to her.... but I guess she forgot???? Or looked past his red flags? Does Forgor make her forget bad things Monty does too? Cause that was a pretty recent development and it frustrates me that we got no follow up. And there was the whole "Earth you need to talk to Monty" in MAFS when Monty was losing his mind going on a wild goosehunt for the stitchwraith. And Earth said she planned on it, but never really got around to it cus she was 'busy'

hmmm yeah. Sun going on a rampage to find Eclipse, bad. Monty going on a rampage, and physically attacking Earth's family for no reason..... ehhhh let him burn himself out. ..... I know anger is kinda Monty's thing... but Earth literally didn't have a serious discussion on this with him.... If they did off-screen, that is a horrible wasted oppertunity.

I like Earth, and I like that she has faults but gosh damn that was something that frustrated me for a long time.

It's like Earth is literally incapable of seeing Red Flags because of Forgor, and I don't doubt that might be the big twist when they get rid of her "Creator Loyalty" software, she'll break up with Monty cus she can see the red flags now.

They are cute together, but I do think Monty needs some more character development with how he's written in TSAMS and now MAFS

Oh and as far as the Cousin thing as far as Solar is concerned.

The "cousin" thing is a pretty recent development.

As Solar and NewMoon had a pretty close working relationship for MONTHS before this, as I was shipping them all summer of 2023.

And even then, Solar saying he's a "cousin" is just his word of mouth. Even saying the family tree is complicated, and he felt unconfortable being included on it. So I tend to play a little more loose with his relationship compared to the others.

But....on the other hand, yes, I do take his word of mouth seriously. Words do have meaning. That's the family dynamic he wants in the show.

..........But what if he changed his mind?

Since Solar is from a different dimension, and has a complicated relation to Sun and Moon in general, being an Eclipse... split from them both, but not his son, and not quite a brother either, but something else.

Solar could one day go: "Ya know, I changed my mind, I think I don't wanta be a cousin anymore."

And you know what Earth, Lunar, Moon, and Sun would all do?

They'd go "Okay! Cool! Good for you!"

....... Like it's THAT easy and simple.

So for any SolarMoon Au... Two things either happened

Solar changed his mind.

He never made a claim in the first place.

Easy!

[pink-tonic]

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I would be lying if I said that I wasn't happy to go to school. Now, I have a good reason to attend school. It's because my darling is one step closer to becoming mine. I'm so happy he asked me that question, I swear I could feel my vision becoming filled with a pink hue. A pink hue that is kick-started by my love for him. I just need to keep talking to him, but how do I keep doing that? I'm sure that he just wants us to be on good terms but not friends. Maybe I should have been more specific?

Either way, everything is better than last week. I'm on good terms with my darling, and Rana is gone for good. I'm unsure if I'll or my darling will have to go to court to testify against him, but I hope anything involving Rana is behind me now. I just need to focus on getting my darling back and making his attention only be on me.

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School is uneventful, and I like it that way the best. I did hear talks about the leader of the delinquents coming back, and that did spark my interests. I thought that I could get him on my side just like how I got Aso on my side, but maybe I shouldn't. It wouldn't be the best to go looking for trouble at this rate. Now that I think of Aso. I completely ditched the club last week.

Crap.

I need to go and talk to him, and I need to talk to my boss too. I was so caught up with getting my darling back that I completely forgot to take care of my own business. I'll take care of this quickly.

I decide that I'll go to the club meeting today so I can get it out of the way, and hopefully clarify something's with Aso. I make my way over to where the club meets, and I see Aso looking at a few of the club members running up and down the track. I go over to him, and I stand next to him.

"Oh! Ayato, it's nice to see you. I was wondering where you were last week. What happened?" Aso quickly asks me, I can see and hear the worry in his voice and all over his face.

"I just had to take care of some family business. I was going to come on Thursday, but we all had to leave. I was just wondering if I'm still in the club? I know I didn't attend a single club meeting last week," I explain to him, hoping that my excuse was good enough for him.

"I could never kick you out!" Aso exclaims,"You mean a lot to me, Ayato, and you're really amazing. I couldn't even think of kicking you out. I know things can get crazy, so I don't mind if you miss a week every now and then. You're still in the club! Are you planning on staying today?"

"Yes."

"Then go get changed! We're about to get started."

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The club activity went fine, and all the guys greeted me, but I could feel that they felt a bit bad for me. I'm sure Aso huddled them together while I was changing to tell them why I was gone and why I wouldn't be kicked out. Either way, it's another problem that is dealt with, and now I can go home.

I wanted to follow my darling, but he is most likely with those two Yamada siblings, so it would be best if I just went straight home. I don't want to fully admit it, but I am a little paranoid of ruining my chances with my darling. Maybe I should cut down on watching him. It could actually help me. I just need to know where to go from here.

When I make it back home, I feel my phone vibrate. I can't help but roll my eyes in annoyance. I have a feeling about who it could be, and it pisses me off, but she is useful to have on my side.

I got new info.

What is it?

The leader of the delinquents has feelings for your darling.

You're kidding.

No, I'm not.

Would you like a transcript of the video that the bug near the incinerator caught in the morning?

Show it.

Info then attaches a file with the transcript, I would like to see the video itself, but she's secretive with those types of things. I open up the document and read through it.

Delinquent 1: What are you going to do?

Delinquent 2: You really have a thing for that news reporter guy? Don't see the appeal.

Shidesu: Will the two of you shut it? What if I like him? I liked him before I even left. Whole reason I even came back here.

Delinquent 2: Damn, sorry. Just go talk to the guy.

Shidesu: Can't be that easy.

Delinquent 1: You're just making it harder than it is. Just scare him into liking you.

Shidesu: Wouldn't be right.

Delinquent 2: Let's cut this out. That girl is coming over here.

That's where the transcript ends, and it gives me a headache. This damn delinquent had feelings for my darling before I did? Before anyone else did? How do I get rid of him?

Info, tell me how do I get rid of him?

Want to get rid of the delinquent now? Your options are limited given his status.

I don't give a damn about his status. I can't let him make a move. I really can't.

Panicking now, aren't you?

How could I not panic? Everything was going great, and now I have to deal with this new obstacle that has come out of nowhere. I hate that Info has to remind me that my options are limited. I know my options are limited. I can't kill him, I know I can't. If I did so, it would cause more problems that I don't want to deal with. Matchmaking him would be impossible, everyone at school is scared of him. Maybe I could... become friends with him? I don't think the idea would work, but the benefits would be great. I'm not sure how my reputation would be impacted. But having him by my side could help.

How can I become friends with him?

Interesting. This is how.

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝔹, 𝕀, 𝕄, 𝕋 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @bad-the-an-enjoyer request: link

OH SHOOT OOPSIE I FORGOT

CAN IT BE B, I, M, AND T FOR YANDERE ALPHABET THANKS!!!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Yup! And don't worry about it hah, it happens to all of us!

BUT OMGGG AN LOVE!!!! I swear I adores writing it and I think I got her somehow right how I wanted so~ Yeah, I think it's okey ^^ Hope you like it too!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ TW: unhealthy obsession, mentions of death, killing and suicide

Not putting affiliation because I'm aware of how triggering this could be.

✧ Both = You are a Yandere too, what's their reaction?

An is already absolutely OBSESSED with you! And by that I mean she'd do ANYTHING for you!!

So when one day, she notices you're oddly obsessed with her too... at first she treats it as a nice compliment but

✧ Improve = Will they be willing to recover from this psychotic state for their lover?

If you tell An, she's going too far and this isn't normal, she'll do it without second thought. All you have to do is straight up tell to her "go to therapist and say everything" and she'll do it.

Even if she has it to end in mental hospital, even if you won't visit her there... you bet she's gonna still go through it and get you back once she's out, proudly exclaiming she's now healthy! Well... more or less... if you visit her, she's definitely gonna take it more seriously, but if you won't, she'll instinctaly lie to herself a bit just to see you faster!

"Y/N!!! Long time no see! Haha~ I'm finally out AND I can treat you to cafe! C'mon, you don't need to worry about me so relax now!"

✧ Moving on = If you die or escape, will they be able to move on? How easy it'll be for them?

If you were to escape but leave a letter, as much as it'd hurt An, she'd respect your decision and try to not follow you. But if you didn't left anything behind, or died on her eyes, she wouldn't handle it very well...

First, everything looses it's meaning to her, along with singing and her dream of beating RAD WEEKEND becomes even more impossible... her voice breaks, making VBS loose more and more contests... Untill she decides to quit. And without music and you on her side? She doesn't have any other reason... so as you may expect, she'd simply unalive herself...

"Maybe now I can be good enough for you... I won't disappoint you in my afterlife too, I swear..."

✧ Type = What type of Yandere are they?

An finds you simply amazing! Ever since she met you, she felt the need to protect you... It's the least she could do, since she can't come close to your level anwyay... How could she ever feel enough when walking miracle is walking right next to her!?

So that leads to her being the Worshipping and Protective type! But she wouldn't mind sacrificing anything for you... and that means, ANYTHING! Her favorite thing? It's yours, do whatever you want with it! Someone's bothering you? Oh it's just few years in jail! She's bothering you? She doesn't mind giving you her life!

"You're looking so cute today!! I mean... you always do but today you reached whole new level I didn't even knew was possible!"

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@bleachtheidiot @bad-the-an-enjoyer @qxmmi- come get your star girl!

[mercurial-vroom]

Hi Meg!

I just finished binge reading GTG and hopped on straight here to yap about it.

I don't think I've EVER had this much fun reading any fic!!! The humour was, the EASTER EGGS from irl F1, the pace, the group dynamic and ofc CarCar!! You guys are absolute geniuses! The jokes during the group interactions were especially my favourite but nothing will beat the utter chaos of the gc when Lando outed CarCar. I had to legit stop reading to laugh at that one for at least a couple of minutes straight!!

And your Charles has got to be my most favourite Charles from ANY fic based in ANY universe!! Loved loved loveddddd his ditzy characterisation.

If you do actually end up writing more for this universe - which I hope you do - I sure hope you consider writing a gc interaction at some point. I would totally not mind the entire spin off or multiple chapters being solely in the chat format. You guys are hilarious, your humour is top notch and so is your writing so I'm sure you'd COOOOOK with it!! And I'd gobble it up!!

Okay that's enough rambling haha. Just, thank you for writing this beautiful fic and for sharing it with the CarCar fandom. We definitely need more CarCar enthusiasts like you to keep this ship sailing!

Wahhhh this is the absolute kindest ask I've ever gotten! Thank you so much!!! ❤️❤️❤️ We had just so so so much fun writing Grill the Grid, and it makes me immensely happy that people are getting even a fraction of the same joy and laughter out of reading it that we got from writing it.

And I am definitely planning to add more to the GTG-verse! At the risk of making promises I may not 100% deliver on, we already have a couple ideas that we're considering for little bonus oneshots or follow-ups (none are guaranteed to actually be written, but we're having lots of fun spitballing concepts):

An entirely groupchat-based spin-off, like you said! I wrote all the messaging bits in the original story, and they were so fun to do... the texts from the "CarCar get caught" scene in Ch 9 came out of me literally jolting awake at like 4am one day with them having popped into my head fully formed, and I had to frantically type them up in my notes app before I went back to sleep and forgot all about them.

Something Maxiel focused - Their developing background relationship was a really fun part of the story to write, so I've definitely been thinking about ways to make them the focus of a spin-off... either something going back into how their relationship came to be/what they really got up to at that holiday party, or maybe something in the future, like a fluffy little oneshot of Max helping Daniel come up with questions for a week he's not going to be there (including lots of couple-y bickering and subsequent makeup sex, ofc).

The Chaotic Adventures of Charles - My husband sent me this idea in the middle of a workday last week, and I can't stop laughing every time I think about it. 😭😭😭 The idea of Charles getting into Situations all day and then having a Slumdog Millionaire-esque sweep of trivia that night (to everyone else's immense surprise) based on the random things he learned is soooo funnysilly to me. He is allegedly drafting up an outline for me of this and was responsible for most of Charles's funniest lines/general aura in Grill the Grid, so we will see!

4. Galex? - I adored writing Galex's dynamics and would love to write a whole spinoff chapter that focuses on them, but I am stumped by the fact that I never actually decided whether they are together or just, like, intense platonic soulmates. So maybe that's something to be explored? Though I also don't want to ruin their intentional aura of mystery!

5. CarCar in Spain - I've thought a little "meeting the family" oneshot of Carlos and Oscar in Spain for the holidays could be fun... possibly alongside snippets of a trivia night back in Austin that goes very unsuccessfully without their presence, lol.

Anyway, for anyone who enjoyed Grill the Grid enough to read through this entire stream-of-consciousness text wall -- would love to hear what type of spin-offs you'd be most excited to see, or if there are other ideas or characters you think could be fun to explore!! ❤️

[hils79]

Hils Watches Oh No! Here Comes Trouble - Ep 2

A few people have told me how excited they are that I'm watching it and telling me how good it is. I remain a little confused about what's going on but maybe things will become clearer in this episode.

I love that they keep making it look like something spooky is happening only for it to be a fake out. Except there also is something spooky happening because the last episode ended with what looked like a zombie

The most zoomer thing. Dude bumps into her and gets blood on her shirt. Gotta take a selfie and upload it with some nihilistic poetry

This is so fascinating. Everyone using social media to track the dude.

Okay obviously I have no idea but I am going to hazard a guess that this sole fan of Pu Yiyong's comic is the kid he bullied in school. They have to be connected somehow, right?

Of course he's going to get a job writing passages for the family of a loved one who passed away. And that will help him deal with his own grief over losing his dad. I don't know what I was expecting from this drama but it definitely wasn't this.

Poingnant scene about processing grief immediately followed by Pu Yiyong fainting as soon as he sees a zombie. Which is understandable I suppose but they are definitely playing it as comedy.

Wait is this going to be a buddy zombie drama?

Apparently zombies have no concept of personal space

This has nothing to do with the drama but I just hit pause to take a bite of my sandwich and 😂

Now they're going to solve his death together. Okay this is fun.

Uh....I kind of ship them?

You can't leave him at the spot where he died like a sad abandoned puppy

Look he's even doing the sad puppy head tilt

Oooooh! Interesting! I was wondering how the cop was going to fit into it. She saved Pu Yiyong's life by giving him CPR at the bus acceident site. But also I think she thinks he killed the zombie dude.

Can you imagine? Hi, yes, I woke up to find this zombie dude in my bedroom

Her: Shit if there's no body we can't prove that he killed this guy Him: Shit if there's no body that just makes me look even more sus

This is so fun

I'm not sure going straight back to the scene after you got released is the best idea

I thought for a second she wasn't going to be able to see zombie dude and just assume Pu Yiyong was lying. I forgot that zombie dude was on all those cameras and bumped into people.

I kind of want to hug him

I love everyone fainting when they see him for the first time. I feel like that's a normal reaction.

Pu Yiyong: Here is a cop, here is the victim who just happens to be the walking dead. No need for me to be involved anymore. Okay, bye.

Ah hah! So he's not a zombie he just possessed the body.

I regret looking that up

Look at them working together to solve crime. I mean his mum did say she didn't mind what he did with his life so long as it wasn't illegal and this is basically the opposite of illegal

Yeah, I am 100% on board with this now that we've got beyond all the setup. This was such a fun episode.

[amelia-lovegood]

Night Terrors.

The boys try to comfort you during a PTSD episode. during this time feelings begin to unravel..

#possiblelovetrianlge

#softSeb #softOmi

#jellySeb

#sadOmi

After the many tragedies that had occurred during your first year as a fifth year at Hogwart you and your two closest friends Sebastian Sallow and Ominis Gaunt suffer from PTSD and anxiety. Although the two boys seem to manage it well and seek the appropriate help, you have had no such luck in helping your flashbacks or anxiety. With all the weight on your shoulders and the constant attention from journalists and first years that have read tales on the "silver-trios" adventures it's hard for you to put the past behind you.

During your 6th year at Hogwarts you have found solace in sleeping in the dorm with your best friends and sometimes in the Slytherin common room whenever your night terrors grow strong. On this particular night you and Imelda Reyes were talking and laughing about the events that unfolded that day during lunch, while talking you caught a glimpse of dark storm clouds brewing in the distance you feel the anxiety waiting to take it's full form within your gut as you saw the dark clouds rolling in.. "A storm..." your eyes become wider and your voice falls to a flat whisper as you sit comfortably in your bed looking out the window at the haunting clouds.. Imelda follows your gaze then looks back at you shrugging her shoulders "Hopefully it stops before class in the morning... I need to get some hours on my broom" her words didn't even scratch the surface of your ears as you continued to stare out the window terrified of the horror you know will pursue at the sudden sounds of thunder and lightning. Imelda looks at you with an eyebrow raised then shrugs it off before continuing to nuzzle into her bed.

In The Boys Dorm: Sebastian sits on his bed in his pajamas legs criss crossed in front of him and Ominis on the other end facing Sebastian with his legs straight out leaning back on his elbows.

Sebastian: "I'm worried about (Y/N) Sebastian's voice was soft and low and he looked out the window then at Ominis

Ominis: "Why would you be worr-" his words stopped at the sound of distant thunder "Oh, I understand now... It won't be easy on her or us." Ominis sighed with his gaze facing down

Sebastian rubs the back of his neck with one hand. "I know... I can't stand her being in that state of mind either..."

Ominis: "The best thing we can do is be there for her.. best prepare yourself" he stands up and pulls out his wand to help him navigate to the changing area to get ready for bed.

After some hours to your surprise you fall asleep, only to be awakened by a loud crackle of lightning followed by a boom of thunder. Within an instant your mind takes you back to the battle with Ranrok and without hesitation you run to the boys' dorm. Sebastian and Ominis had already been waiting for you, their eyes red from exhaustion. Sebastian was lying on his bed leaning against the wall looking up at the ceiling with his legs laid straight out in front of him thinking of what memory would send you crawling into his arms. He felt guilty for seeing your night terrors as an excuse to hold you close. While Ominis lay on his side hugging his pillow thinking about how he could comfort you tonight.

Before the two could even react to your dramatic entrance you tackle Sebastian off his bed and onto the cold stone floor. Ominis rises at the sound of Sebastian's grunts and your labored breathing "(Y/N).. Is that you?" You whip your head up to look at him before pulling him down by his arm onto the floor by Sebastian. The two boys grunt and wince in pain watching you hold your invisible wand grateful you forgot it in your dorm.

Sweat trickles down your face as you see war unravel before your eyes "Sebastian! Ominis!." you begin to cry "Please tell me you're both alright!.." another boom echoes outside the castle making you whip around, your back now on top of Sebastian and Ominis "PROTEGO!" you shout.

Ominis: "(Y/N) you're okay... You're safe here" his soft cool hand cups your shoulder as he makes small movements with his thumb in an effort to comfort you.

You turn your head looking at him with wild eyes then to the other side where Sebastian lies rubbing his head from the tumble "(Y/N) " Sebastian whispers slowly opening his eyes as he stops rubbing his pulsating skull "We won't let anything happen to you... You're safe with us.. remember?" he gave a sweet gentle smile.

Your pupils slowly shift back to normal and you look at your empty hand that was still holding an invisible wand. You sit up and lean your elbows on your criss crossed legs forcing Ominis' hand to slip off your shoulder. You cover your eyes and try to take deep breaths. "I'm... I'm so sorry Ominis and Sebastian... I just... I can't." Ominis' hand returns to your shoulder giving you a gentle squeeze. "Please, no need for apologies." You remove your hands from your eyes to meet his ghostly gaze.

Sebastian stands up catching your attention. "Come now" he says offering you his hands to help you get off the ground. As soon as you're on your feet you feel his warm embrace followed by the smell of the Slytherin's fireplace. You smile to yourself at the realization of how much time he must spend in front of it. Ominis joins in on the hug sandwiching you between the two of them. You start laughing as Ominis and Sebastian squeeze onto each other, smooshing you as much as possible while laughing just as much. When they release each other, freeing you from your love prison you let out a giggle feeling the blood rush to your cheeks.

Sebastian looks down at you with a cheeky grin "aw, Ominis.. She's blushing"

You giggle and roll your eyes. "Oh, shut it" Ominis: "really?" he said with a chuckle in his voice. His hand gently cups your face to 'see' "Oh my.. (Y/N) you do seem to be running a fever" he smiles brightly at you leaving your cheek cupped in his cool palm

You close your eyes and lean into his hand

Sebastian's smile fades as he feels a warmth in his gut grow while staring at you and Ominis' somewhat intimate moment. He thinks to himself 'Jealousy? nooo...' Instead he joins in with a happy smile. "Come on now" he pinches your cheek playfully causing you to gently push his chest making him take a step back. Ominis puts his hands in his pajama pockets

Ominis: "why don't you sleep here tonight.. or until the storm blows over at least"

Sebastian: "I agree with Ominis (Y/N)" he crossed his arms showing his stubbornness.. seeing this you knew he wasn't taking no for an answer. You sigh "Alright you two... Thank you ... I'm going to make a spot here on the floor" you said walking over to some extra blankets and pillows Sebastian interrupted you gathering your materials for a bed "No!.. I mean... you deserve to be comfortable after a night like this... Sleep in my bed.. Please.. It will make me happy." He looks into your eyes in a way that makes your heart melt.

"Sebastian... I really can't.. I mean.. I" you take another look into them big puppy dog eyes "Fine" you chuckle "but what about you?"

Sebastian's, face started to catch fever "I uhm... I was going to"

Ominis interrupts him "Well, glad to see the sleeping arrangements have been made. We have day full of work ahead of us.. Best get some rest" he pulls out his wand to find where his blanket and pillow had landed during the chaos before settling down and closing his eyes.

You and Sebastian stood awkwardly for a moment, you've slept in the boys dorm before but always on the floor between the two or on the couch. Taking a deep breath you walk around to the other side of the bed and sit down. not daring to look over your shoulder at Sebastian. Sebastian followed you and slowly clambered onto the bed, keeping as much space between you two as possible, making sure he doesn't make you uncomfortable. You lay down, facing away from him. Seeing this he lies on his back , looking up at the ceiling, not daring to make a move or say a word. He wondered what was going through your head as you both lay there, his heart beating fast in his chest he closed his eyes, trying to bring a calm to the raging beast pumping inside of his ribcage. You close your eyes and feel sleep creeping upon you.

Soft whines began to slip past your lips, Sebastian knew these were the beginning signs of your night terrors. With the storm much more quiet than earlier he couldn't help but think him being in the bed with you is what's triggering these whines. As quietly as possible he gets closer to you leaning up on his elbow and using his other hand to touch your naked arm. Feeling your warm flesh under his palm sent his heart to his throat and with an audible gulp he leans close to you and whispers into your ear "Love, with everything that has happened to us.... to you... I know you fear many things.. But darling... sleeping next to me is a fear I never wish for you to have" in a semi conscious state you feel his warm breath tickle your ear and his solid warm form pressed against your back under the sheets. You smile and drift into a blissful sleep. Sebastian, unknowing if you were able to acknowledge him took your silence as his answer, seeing you fall asleep with a smile was more than enough to satisfy him. Just happy to have said that to you he then laid down leaving his hand on your and falling asleep right behind you. Savoring every moment, every breath.

In the stillness, Ominis layed open-eyed with a single tear falling from the bridge of his nose. Sebastian's feelings for you have now become clear to him. What made him feel this way? There's no way he's feeling the same way about you. Right? he ignores Sebastians whispers and convinces himself that he meant it in a strictly platonic manner.

[yanderefairyangel]

Gotta love how according to detractors Engage is simultaneously an insignificant game no one cares about anymore but also holds an iron fist over the fandom to the point where they are supposedly oppressed for not liking it. Which is it? Does no one care about Engage anymore or do people care about Engage so much the fandom oppresses those who dislike it?

Oh really, it's neither.

We keep talking about it. I remember in one of his most recent videos Ghast said "discussion about Engage are at it's lowest" which got a chukkle out of me. Cause like, discussion about Engage are still super active. Like, I recently started on TwittX and today I woke up to 139 followers ! My Engage content got me a lot of new followers and the video I posted about it reached 232 view in less then 2 weeks. The original soundtrack just released and all day it was just Engage fan gushing about it ! We got a lot of Engage unit in Heroes and the manga is soon releasing. Discussion about the game are super active !

But also, the whole oppress makes me laugh cause if anything I saw people getting oppressed for liking it ! Say you like Engage on reddit, you'll get mass downvoted. Don't get me started on ytb. People will try to tell you you have as much IQ as a 3 year old for liking this game because "cringe, bad, chessey" or whatever lol. We are just tired of people who will say "game bad" and then proceeds to admit they skipped the cutscene. I mean...

I swear to God, that's going from "haha ha, ridiculous " to "ok now y'all are just pathetic". Like someone even tried to tell me that the game was trying to take responsability off Zephia because "it established that Sombron raised Zephia and taugh her many wrong things" (yes, really)

I am getting tired to see people who genuinely believe that Zephia is Veyle's mother, and don't get me started on that one person who managed to believe she was both Veyle AND Alear's mother. And there was that one person who called it a deus ex machina that the Emblem used the miracle to revive Alear because they though it was the same power as the one they bestowed every 1 000 year, never mind that Sigurd literaly explain in chapter 18 that this is a different power. People for some reason keep asking how Alear managed to summon the Emblem back when Sombron "closed the portal" even though both Sombron and Alear says at least 3 times in less the 3 second that Sombron didn't closed it completely !!

Heck, one of those "genius" tried to debunk the response I made to the 2hour long video art becomes obligation and he straight up said that "the story never established Sombron as arrogant"... I kid you not

Because he completely forgot that Sombron murdered the only person who can summon them and absorbed all their power... even though in chapter 25 Alfred explained that the Emblem lost their millenial power because of Sombron and can't perform the miracle any longer, so no one need them anymore.

They really believe we can take them seriously when they do that ? Of course not, they are just making a mockery of themselves. Nothing more, nothing less. We can accept not liking the game and discussing it, but do they really wanna act like the victim when we are telling them "if you skipped the story, you have no right to criticize the story" ?? Like, imagine if someone took one of Shakespeare book, quickly skirmed through the pages and then said "it's bad"... isn't that ridiculous ?

Their argument was already self contradictory enough, but when you KNOW that there is pretty much everything I said behind said argument and that they still lack the self awarness then you know you are dealing with a bunch of walls. Little sheeps that follow their Shepherds of FEtubers opinion. So now, they want us to believe they are "oppressed by the fandom in liking a game that the fandom decided to hate and that should you like it, you will end up burn at the stake ?" Yeah, sure. Makes total sense.

[happywitch416]

Just to say, a lot of those "things Bioware forgot" points in that post are just... not right? Of the ones that are technically correct, straight up "this goes completely against established canon" cases, many are intentional plot points meant to hint that hey, Rook might be being lied to right now or not have the full picture. Veilguard absolutely has faults but a lot of that post reads like someone being mad they didn't do what they felt the plot should be, or straight up not understanding that a character might be lying or not have the correct information (spoilers, but Solas's line about abhoring blood magic to rook is an intentional manipulation). Or just making weird logic jumps (the idea Varric should hate Harding's burgeoning Magic because he never particularly vibed with dwarvern culture is weird, by that logic you could argue that he should hate her and any other dwarf on principle. He supports her magic because he's a friend and cares for her!). I can see why Veilguard might be disappointing for some friends but do not let that post be the reason you don't play it because of lot of it is either not true or weird bad faith arguments (also not what lore inaccuracies even are... revealing new information isn't anti-lore, its progression of storytelling. New information can be introduced!). Sorry for the ramble, just saw your tags and I didn't want this to be the reason you stop playing DA games!

Your points are valid, and you are right- its not great reasoning to not play a game you want to play. And given that I have not played it, I can't vet the claims you know? And my tags were very in the moment, no thoughts behind them. But I pretty well swore off dragon age years ago. The whole company drama and paywalling Trespasser is part of the reason. It felt like the true ending of the game, and it was dlc content. That has always bothered me! Its not good storytelling and I will always side eye cash grabs. Yes, even for my beloved Skyrim. Those constant money grabs fill me with ephemeral rage.

Which leads to Varric, it feels like his character was used to make people have investment. (Friend gave me that spoiler prior to that post) Bioware will drag a character through several games for what? For your choices to matter? Because they've been very good about saying that and never following through with it story wise in my mind. (I do absolutely agree with your point about Varric/magic/Harding. Because uh that point in the post was a jump I don't follow. Did we know the same character?)

I also met some of the worst people in that fandom. I met some wonderful ones and wrote things that brought me joy and had life experiences that I will always find happiness in. I'm glad my writing is making people happy now, because it came close to being deleted forever. But seeing that love now has been the happy brain chems I've needed. Could I absolutely spin some new fic branching from Rose and Varric's story? Oh yeah, and that is tempting. But not tempting enough.

My interest in the game was Very Small, miniscule even. The more I hear from friends playing it and seeing gif sets, the smaller that interest grew. I want my friends to enjoy it though! I want y'all to have fun! And tell me about your playthroughs! But I don't think its a sandbox I can play in anymore. There is grief in that as silly as it sounds but it got me back into writing after giving it up, I made friends I still have. But I don't think its meant for me this time.

[dadddybangtan]

Metanoia | ch. three

content warning: mentions of drinking, doing hard drvgs

word count: 2k

a.n. i forgot i was uploading this to tumblr.. my bad

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When we get home, Taehyung goes straight to our room and lays down. I follow him. The weight of the bed dips slightly when I join him. I pull him onto my chest and feel him shiver and shake. He mumbles inaudible things to himself.

"Ji-Jimin?"

"Yeah, baby?"

"You wanna get high?" He asks desperately.

"No, Tae." I say as softly as I can. He asked last night. And frankly, I can't let him get high that often.

"You wanna stick it?" His voice is a weak whimper at this point.

"No, baby. No, not tonight," I say, "Talk to me."

"I can't." He says into my chest, tiny cries beginning to come out.

"Please try."

He's never been good at talking about his feelings or experiences. Especially when sober. Hell, he only told me that he loved me when he was half way down a Jack Daniels. It doesn't bother me though. I know that he was trained to take life as it comes and shut the fuck up about it. I don't blame him and I never will.

So I take a cigarette from my jacket pocket and light it. I give it to him and he reluctantly takes it, taking a big inhale that finally steadies his breath. I reach up to the windowsill and grab the ashtray and hold it in my lap for him when he needs it.

"There was only one girl who was interested in going home. She didn't drink though."

"Who goes to the club and doesn't drink?"

"She said she wanted to have some fun," He inhales again, burning a centimeter off the smoke, "With me."

My body tenses up. I rest my free hand on his head, I brace ourselves for the next part of the story.

"She turned on some music and started dancing with me. I was confused since we were dancing just fine at the club. She got really close and started saying something weird..."

"What did she say?" 

"'I can spot a junkie from a mile away. You boys are my favorite.'" He took another hit off the cigarette as if it were an inhaler, "She asked me when I last did cocaine and I told her that it's been years. She offered some to me."

"Tae-."

"I almost did it. Sh-she held the bag in front of me like some sort of prize. Then she said she'd only let me do it if I fuck her."

I consider driving back to her house just to fucking kill her. What the fuck is wrong with her, using a persons addiction to gain sexual favors? It's disgusting. And I can't imagine what'd been going on in Taehyung's head, taking into account his own history with selling his body and getting hooked on drugs. I'm not even upset that he considered doing cocaine again. I'm more livid at the fact he was almost bribed into having sex with that woman.

"She was teasing me, saying that other druggies take the offer so easily. She asked if I was some sort of a faggot. She kept hitting me and calling me a pussy. So I left- empty handed."

There's a light tremor making it's way through his body. It's only light because I'm holding him and he's holding a cigarette. And I see his beautiful fingers holding onto that shit for dear life. And its all my fault.

All this shit was supposed to stop when he met me. He was harassed because of my selfishness.

"I'm sorry." I whisper.

"No, I'm sorry... I fucked up and we're gonna be broke this week." He shook so hard ash fell onto the bed sheets, "I'm such a fuck up." 

"Listen to me, baby, you're not a fuck up" I set him up next to me, his head too heavy to stay straight on his neck right now, "That woman is a creep who tried to take advantage of you. You didn't do anything wrong, do you understand?"

"Y-you're disappointed in me, you're upset I can tell."

"Tae, I'm not mad at you."

"But you could be... I'm s-sorry."

It sickens me to hear him blame himself. He blamed himself for the underaged prostitution forced upon him by his own parents. His mind is so distorted that he doesn't know if he's a victim or not. He's a victim to his parents, to that crazy bitch and to life itself. Now, because I forced him into this situation, he's victim to me.

"I'm gonna get us out of here, okay? We're gonna live in a nice place where we don't have to steal. I can go to work, you can go to school. We're gonna be happy. In Seoul, just like we planned. Okay?"

He looks at me with low, tired eyes.

"Do you believe me?"

"No," His slow blinks make me shiver, "I'm a junky whore, Jimin. I'm not gonna be h-happy in Seoul. I'm gonna fail."

"Don't say that, Tae. That's not what you are," He nods as tears form, "No, it's not, okay. Listen. I got a new job. It starts tomorrow, I'm only gonna be gone a little while. And when I come back, it'll just be us, okay? I promise."

"N-new job?"

"It's a gig in Daegu."

"Far."

"It's only for a little while.” I repeat.

"Can’t I come?"

I press my lips together.

"I don't know, love."

"Don't leave, minnie."

He doesn't call me that nickname too often. Only when he's really, really vulnerable. I look at the clock on my phone, think about how I'd have to leave him in seven hours if I'm going to keep my promise.

The morning air is crisp, it cuts through me like a chill blade. Taehyung clings next to me as we make our way down the steps. The man from last night stands against his car. He wears a hoodie and jeans, casual enough to not get violently mugged by our neighbors. He has a friend with him, dressed in similar attire, the only difference is a pair of shades.

"Ah, Jimin, good to see that you agreed." The man said.

"Whatever, let's just get this over with." I say, pushing him to the side to get to the backseat.

"Hm. Don't you wanna say goodbye to the druggie first?"

I look at the man and I want to strangle him. But I look back at Taehyung, who's eyes have been crying all night and hand has been scratching all over. He looks so, so low.

"We already said our goodbyes." It's true. We hugged it out in the corridor behind the door.

"Just wait a minute, Jimin." He said, dragging me away from the car and gesturing Taehyung to us. "You should know your benefits first. And I should formally introduce myself now that you're apart of the team."

Team, I've never been part of a team. Just a partnership that's ninety percent solo.

"Okay?"

"I'm Jin, and this is Hobi. We're trusted companions to the Busan Prince himself, JK," He starts. Hobi removes his sunglasses and shakes mine and Taehyung's hand, "Hobi is assigned to stay here and look after your home and Taehyung while you're away."

"You got me a babysitter?" Tae grumbles in my ear, his embarrassment apparent. I don't answer, I just listen.

"Jimin, you and I will be partners for this job. I'll give you everything you need to complete it," He says, nodding effectively, "Are you ready?"

"I just need one thing first," I say assertively, "Hobi, asshole name by the way, I'm trusting you to take care of this place. It's not much, but it's ours. And Taehyung, remember, it's only for a little while. Also, Hobi, don't light that fucking candle."

"I love you, minnie." Taehyung mutters.

"I'll be home soon."

I give Taehyung one last hug then follow Jin to his car. I slide into the passengers seat and Jin gets in after me. The interior has black leather seats with gold accents. Not the fake plastic gold, but the kind that makes the sun hide. It's gorgeous. And the windows are so darkly tented I don't think anyone can see inside.

"That was an interesting choice of words back there," Jin chuckled as he revved up the engine, it was much quieter than I expected. It's a whisper in comparison to the roar that is Tae and I's car, "First you lie straight to his face. Then you don't even tell him you love him."

He has a point there, I didn't tell him that I loved him. What happened last night was my fault and if I truly loved him, it would've never happened. I'll say it to him again, when I make this right. When I kill that man and make enough money that we'll never have to think about this lifestyle again.

"But I didn't lie."

"'It's only for a little while,'" He mocks my higher pitched voice, "What? You think you're gonna walk straight into his condo in the clouds, load the gun and shoot him?"

He laughs, but I don't take offense to it. I'm distracted by his goofy laugh. It's a giggle that belongs to a party clown, not the vice to an infamous drug lord. He starts the car and the ride is smooth. I can barely feel the potholes.

"It's just to keep his nerves down. And don't get in our business, it's not your job."

"Eh, I guess you're right," He shrugs before merging onto the freeway, "And speaking of jobs, let me tell you about our first task. We'll be getting dinner with the boss tonight and a few of his confidantes. I should give you a briefing on the way. It'll be a couple of hours."

"Okay then, shoot."

"We're meeting at JK's favorite bar, Saranghae Mullin. His. He named it after a heart shaped hickie he got from a hooker in twenty nineteen," He says without wavering immaturity, "It's a strip club too, women. So I expect you to be fully focused on the conversation."

"Ha ha."

"We're meeting with him, Jennie, Hwasa, Eunwoo and Lucas. You'll wanna pay attention to them, they're JK's most trusted crew. Beneath me, of course."

I cringed for a bit. If those are his most trusted friends, then who the fuck is that Hobi dipshit looking after my baby?

"They can be a little stuck up, not very welcoming to new comers. Don't let that intimidate you. Let it fuel you," He says, "You might sense some jealousy at the round table. Lucas is JK's resident killer. He kills for JK like a military weapon. Automatic."

A shiver creeps through my body suddenly. It must be nervousness.

"Hwasa and Eunwoo run the numbers. Sales and whatnot. It should just be Hwasa, but JK's logic is primitive. Thinks only men are good at math," He chuckles, "If you ask me, the guys just a pretty face. Every time Hwasa had a vacation, the numbers were screwed and she had to come back to fix it."

I file these introductions in my head. I try to keep it organized and neat so it doesn't clash with my anxiety around leaving Taehyung.

"Jennie? She started out as a street dealer. She was so good that JK promoted her to handle all big shipments. She knows everything about every drug on the street. She's like a damn search engine. Even knows more than JK himself.”

My eyebrows raise in intrigue. I don't know many drug dealers that are women. She must be a fucking hardass. Smart too.

Jin goes silent.

"And JK?" I ask.

"Don't worry, the moment you see him, you'll know everything you need to."

He says that with a tinge of condescendence. I'm not sure if he means it to sound that way or if he's maybe losing his patience over something. Either way, I'm nervous. I'm starting to think I bit off more than I can chew.

[theadventurerslog]

Discworld | Part 9

Part 9 in which I finally lose my mind and start using hints from Universal Hint System (referred to as UHS from now on) a lot more after a bunch of flailing around working on more than one item at a time, because nothing felt like it was working, and there had to be progress somewhere. This Act has wrecked me. The first chunk of this will look all over the place because I was all over the place.

As a reminder of things still needed: A tattoo for the birthmark - so close! Mustache Sword Magic book/spell Camo-flage Magic talisman

So everything.

Carrying on and staring helplessly at notes for things still unsolved, I had the thought that I could scrape the mud off the number plate on the cart at the livery stable with a spatula. No. The muddy plate was to remain unsolved for now still.

While I was at the stable, I tried scissors with the donkey tail and got threatened by the donkey.

I was fairly sure this luxuriant black tail would be related to the mustache somehow and thought maybe I'd need some way to distract the donkey or lift its mood since examining it talks about it seems under the weather.

Nothing I had seemed to do anything, so I switched tracks to the magic talisman and went to talk to the bragging adventurer in the Drum. Once I got him more beer he just fed me a pack of poorly told lies.

I needed the truth potion from Nanny Ogg, but still wasn't sure how to get it, so hint 1. The love potion custard tart. I forgot you could even use stuff on Rincewind.

So I used that and gave Nanny Ogg a big ol' smooch.

She gave me the truth potion and I used it on the beer for the adventurer. He realized I'd spiked it with something though and did the ol' look over there distraction at a picture of a prize winning animal.

Rincewind pointed out a different picture, then the adventurer went again, and there was nothing more to point out, so Rincewind got stuck with drinking the truth potion beer and rambled a bit about some of the stuff we've done in the game to the adventurer's confusion.

There's the wooden beam by the table. I tried hanging up the sheep picture, but the barkeeper will only let award winning animals be displayed.

I realized I could give the blue rosette to the sheep and get another picture.

A champion! As she deserves. Just look at all the already spun wool she's providing

I went through the whole beer switcheroo again, and with the added sheep portrait there was enough distractions for the truth potion beer to be on the adventurer's side. He drank up and admitted to being a lying weasel and that the temple is in a jungle over a gorge and could be found on any map. That opened the gorge location on my map.

I headed straight there and ran into the black monk of Offler from earlier in the game. We got into a tussle.

And he dropped Rincewind into the river far below.

Thankfully, the Luggage always follows and took care of the gators giving chase, so Rincewind clambered back up the paths and returned to the bridge.

I tried using the magic carpet thinking maybe I could fly over the gorge or get stopped from falling. Right solution; wrong reasoning. The carpet gets laid over the bridge and then when the monk approaches, Rincewind yanks it out from under him causing him to fall leaving the bridge free to cross.

I arrived at the Temple of Offler.

Very Indiana Jones inspired place, full of traps. There was even a hat and whip on the hat stand. I also scooped a bandana from there.

Rincewind makes a comment about not wanting to even look at the path. I tried the blindfold on him and that worked as far as doing anything, but since he can't see there was still no way to actually cross.

Just set off a lot of traps and when done, he had an arrow sticking through his hat that he tossed aside. That hat is good for something.

Once again, I couldn't figure out what to do and left to pursue other goals or hope for more information.

And the throwing up hands in despair and getting hints started here.

I found out there was something to do with the spatula in the Shades. Turns out you can scrape away the soot where the person got fried by the dragon for human-shaped soot. Double clicking it in the inventory turns it into a pile of soot. This can apparently be used to disguise yourself as a dragon victim--thus the camo-flage. So that's one item down I guess??

Then it was back to getting that blasted tattoo. Another hint led to the tower which I had completely forgotten about yet again, and it apparently overlooks the square, which I either didn't know or forgot. When I examined the tower it says that but I don't remember if it did in previous acts.

Anyway with the knowledge of that, I figured out I could use the rubber belt as a bungee rope basically and drop down to pluck away the fake tattoo from the street starfish.

Took Rincewind a few bounces but he got it in the end. Finally!

Two of the items acquired!

Since I was already well on the way to getting the Eye of Offler for the magic talisman I went back to the Temple of Offler.

Hints again sigh. I needed to use the leash on the luggage. I didn't realize you could even use inventory on the Luggage. With Rincewind blindfolded and the Luggage not having a care in the world about traps, it was able to lead the blinded Rincewind through the path to the altar.

I couldn't just grab the jewel, but figured I'd need to swap it. I found some sand. I thought, ah, fill something with the sand, like my paper bag and swap them. No. Well, yes and no, but not the paper bag. Oh no. UHS, I give you the floor:

Don't ask why, but your money pouch is the only thing that you can put the sand in.

I'm asking why! The money pouch is like the skills and sticks to Rincewind's inventory. It's never even been used as an inventory item. I've basically been treating it as a passive thing that's let me get items that should be paid for. Is that what Indiana Jones used as well? I don't know! I've only seen a couple of the movies and that was years ago. I barely remember anything about them outside of commonly referenced things.

I got the Eye of Offler anyway so there's my magic talisman.

I got the classic escape sequence with running away from a giant rolling rock.

Once outside it turned out to be a tiny ball and just kind of bounced off Rincewind's foot and onward. Tempered drama.

I returned to Ankh-Morpork to start working on the mustache. I confirmed with UHS I was right about needing the donkey, but I really had no idea what to do and was faced with this oh-so comforting message.

As a first hint here, the troll is a red herring. Don't bother to try to take his moustache or follow his lead or anything like that. And as a bit of a warning, some parts of this solution require some pretty big leaps of faith (and leaps in the subtlety of the hints).

I'm a little annoyed because I probably could have fumbled my way through at least part of the solution based off things I still had noted as needing solving or suspicious even if I would have been confused by the end goal. But I was stymied by having straight up missed an item.

That dirty number plate on the cart has been bugging me for a while and I kept thinking the foamy water would be needed to clean it, but I needed something to clean with. I missed a brush in the fool's bathroom.

So the goal here was to get the donkey elsewhere into a position to cut some of the tail. There have been a number of comments of "Did anyone get the number of that donkey cart" when someone, usually Rincewind, gets stunned. However, the assassin at the alley rooftops does it when falling too. I'd long forgotten that and needed the hint for that.

So, you take the ladder that got put back up there on his route, by cutting the bit of rope holding it in place with the knife. I got that bit! Then the assassin falls and asks that question.

If you've cleaned the number plate you find out the number plate says Sore Ass.

If you hadn't cleaned it yet...like me... you have to go through dropping the ladder all over again.

Once that's done the donkey is gone from the stable and ends up in the stocks in the square.

From there simply cut a bit of the tail and presto there's a mustache!

I don't think I would have ever deliberately put all that together... especially since I was already going on the wrong train of thought in regards to the donkey. Still, mustache acquired.

I still needed the sword and the magic book. It'd be nice to think the dragon summoning book would count, but it's actually a spell you need, so to the library. Unlike the convolutions of the other items I just needed to the find the book in the shelves. Essentially a pixel hunt. Yay.

Rincewind read the book and got a spell or the book read him. Either way he's got a spell rattling around his head now and in my inventory.

All I had left to get is the sword! I had no idea how to get that!

Thank you Universal Hint System! I'll probably come running back to you some more for the sword, but I want to give it a whack at least...

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... yOU MOTHERFU-/j OKOK, HERE I GO: Have here the uhhh angst (could it be considered angst somehow?) fic of a dhmis au i was making/still making but in a slow pace because i have others too write too: (probably long asf so i'll put in read more)

*The interminent and rapid sound of a ticking pretty much already told what was happening to the clock-guy. It was like he was just close to a panic attack, But it never peaked. It's just that… There's something still banging in his head, Never ending, Like a bell of a church at 12'O Clock. (why tfuck i do so many clock/time references to tony my fucking lord.) It's been like that the entire morning, Entire evening and now, The entire night. He tried to point out in his mind what was making him get anxious and anxious, Could it be something he forgot to do in the day? Did he forget to do something in the right exact time? No, It felt more like a memory that wanted to be unlocked. Something's up. "- Uhm… Tony? You good?" He heard a recognizable voice in one of the shelves. It was quite low, As it was a bit far, But he still could hear it. "- Ah!- Y-Yes, I'm fine. Don't worry, Paige. Just nightly nightmares." He responded. "- … Wans't really expecting someone like YOU to have nightmares, So don't lie. You can tell me what you have, Buddy! If is insomnia, I can't judge. Been quite some time i couldn't be able to sleep either." "- Yes, I noticed that. You look quite horrible." He responded back, With a tone of irony. "- … But, Uhm… Oh, Ok then, I see what you mean, Hahah. Anyways! What is making you feel like you can't sleep?" Being asked back by them, He started to think "- Well… I don't really know? It's just… Something that doens't get out of my head but i can't point what is it." "- What do you mean?" Being asked again, But now needing to explain exactly what is it finally made him start to think harder instead of just focusing on calming his anxious cogass down. "- You know those "false memories" thing? I Think i'm having that." He explained. "- Ohh!… Maybe i'm having something similar…" "- What?" He asked, A Bit confused; "- Look… Can you explain at least what you can remember?"

Hearing that question, He hesitated telling it, But if he didn't telled it, He wouldn't know what was his problem (ok lets jump this part and go to the angst straight because my writing skills are trash)

*Rummaging desperately throught shelves, Cabinets, Anything. He just had minutes before he finally could get out of there, Make sure "him" was safe and that he had a safe space to run to. The rampage of killing in that small town was getting even worse, And now. It was his time. Time to be the next victim. But he fighted to not go away. Eventually, He finally found the front door keys and the key piece for the his shop. Maybe he could go there to hide. Running out of the house in the middle of the pitch black rainy night. Thousands of thoughts already tunning in one chaotic harmony of anxiety and survival instincts, Feeling observed… Or even followed. For his luck, Or bad luck, The shop wans't so far from the house, so he reached there easily, But was still trembling too much to open the door properly. He couldn't see well inside the shop, As the lights where off. He wished that everything was okay…

But it was too late. The floor was bloody. His coat was there, In the middle of all the cold blood, With a letter in one of the pockets. He picked up; All he could read was "I'm sorry i can't be here. -Colin".

And at the sound of the door behind him opening and steps creeping in, A voice was heard. "I'm so sorry for your loss, Antonio." They said.

"But now, It's too late."

"Time is up."

(Tl;Dr/Context(?): Basically wip of a fic au i was making about the teachers and the students actually being humans in their past lifes and them slowly regaining their memories, also everyone was murdered here <3)

OH YEA I JUST REMEMBERED A WIP OF A MINI DHMIS ANGST FIC I MADE- If y'all want me to share well uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 10 notes here and i'm showing!!! trust it!!!

[im just really bored rn idk what to do and im just going throught my files]