#I know Chelle wanted to know my thoughts

[roguegambitweek]

Romy Discord FanFic Rec List

In honor of Rogue/Gambit Week, some of the writers from the Romy Discord wanted to share some fics that we’ve written. 

With so much Romy love to share, we hope y’all find a new favorite or rediscover an old one. 

💚💖 Thanks for reading! 💖💚

Takes Two To Tango (or take down a Wild Sentinel) @aldreantreuperi by AldreanTreuPeri [ao3]

Rating: M | Universe: XtAS’97 | Words: 1,521 | Chapters: 1 | Status: Oneshot 

Summary: A battle is as much a dance as anything achieved on a dance floor…and having the proper partner can literally keep you alive… Episode 5 fix-it fic.

But Here We Are by AppleJ @applejacks1552 [ao3] 

Rating: M | Universe: Comics | Words: 32,978 | Chapters: 30 | Status: Complete 

Summary: They never thought this would be possible, but Rogue is uneXpectedly eXpecting. Yet nothing is ever THAT simple in the life of an X-Man. What secret will Gambit discover that complicates their happily-ever-after?

AppleJ says: Hmmmm ... why I wrote that fic in particular: First, because I wanted to make the fan theory that the twins (Maxime & Manon) were Romy kiddos real. Second, because I KNOW it will be a cold day in hell before Marvel ever gives Romy kids in the main 616 (like maybe long after I'm dead & they're out of storylines & they've already split/reunited them 5 times over?), so it seemed like fertile ground (pun intended). And third, because they say to write what you know & I wanted a pregnancy/birth story that reflected the reality that it isn't all sunshine & rainbows & certainty for many of us & that's okay too.

Mighty Thin Ice by Cajun_Hawk @cajunhawk [ao3] [ff.net]

Rating: E | Universe: Comics | Words: 138,942 | Chapters: 11 | Status: WIP 

Summary: Rogue is working hard to get her powers under control while she and Gambit have decided to take their relationship to the next level, in hopes of having something normal very soon. 

The Legacy of Dark Cerebro by Chellerbelle @chellerbelles [ao3] [ff.net]

Rating: T | Universe: Movies | Words: 45,064 | Chapters: 12 | Status: Complete 

Summary: What if X2 had ended differently? What if the X-Men hadn’t gotten to Professor Xavier in time and all the humans had died? Takes place 5 years after this alternate ending (exception of the prologue). 

Chelle says: After much indecision, I decided on The Legacy of Dark Cerebro. The opening scene had a special place in my heart, and New Sun vs Phoenix was on my fanfic bucket list for a long time. 🙂Also, this story seems a bit more “new reader” friendly than some of my other favourites, haha.

Risk and Reward by DayenuRose @dayenurose [ao3] [ff.net]

Rating: T | Universe: Comics | Words: 47,518 | Chapters: 13 | Status: Complete

Summary: There’s an old adage that goes, the greater the risk, the greater the reward. As a thief, Remy LeBeau know full well that oftentimes the greatest risks come with the greatest rewards. When he starts to fall for the enigmatic Rogue, Remy must decide if the risks are worth the possible reward. 

Rose says: This was one of the first Romy fics I’ve written. It was a real entry into Romy fandom for me. Everyone was so welcoming and kind in the comments. And during the process of writing this, it helped me come to a better understand of Gambit, Rogue, and their relationship. 💜

LeBeau’s Eleven by Ilargikat @ilargikat [ao3]

Rating: G | Universe: Comics | Words: 14,182 | Chapters: 6 | Status: WIP

Summary: Planning a heist is not easy, especially when you need special skills to pull it off. The luck of being an X-Men is that the skills are within reach, maybe not people willing to commit a heist.

Once. Now. Before. Always. by lovethelebeaux @lovethelebeaux [ao3]

Rating: M | Universe: Comics | Words: 10,179 | Chapters: 4 | Status: Complete

Summary: Four vignettes from four different time periods over the course of Rogue and Gambit’s relationship. 

Lovethelebeax says: Heehee I've only written like four things so this will be easier for me than most 😅 it's this one, my first in 20 years

The Tailor & The Seamstress by Ludi_Ling @ludi-ling [ao3] [ff.net]

Rating: M | Universe: X-Men |Words: 58,659 | Chapters: 13 | Status: Complete

Summary: Remy LeBeau is the creative lead at a waning fashion house in 1910 New York. Over the street is his employer’s rival, where a pretty and talented seamstress happens to work. Romance ensues, of course - in-between a friendly rivalry, that is. 

Ludi says: It was a tough call on which fic to choose, but I settled on this one because the last fic I write is always the one I'm most proud of, and this is the last one I completed! Last summer @narwhallove challenged me to write a Romy fic that played on my love of both them and of historical fashion. She threw some ideas at me, and I wrote nearly an entire chapter. Then, X-Men '97 starts, and I read back on what I wrote in July '23, and suddenly the rest of the story unfolds before me. I had a blast writing it! And I hope you have fun reading it too 😉

But I Can’t Trace Time by Sandmans_Raven @sandmansraven [ao3]

Rating: T | Universe: Comics | Words: 8,998 | Chapters: 1 | Status: Oneshot 

Summary: After a battle with the time-traveling mutant-hunter known as Ahab, Rogue is sent into the future. To get back, she must rely on old friends and put a stop to Ahab’s plans. 

Toys by Spaceorphan @spaceorphan18 [ao3]

Rating: T | Universe: Comics | Words: 1,619 | Chapters: 1 | Status: Oneshot 

Summary: Romy catches Remy playing with toy action figures of the X-Men. Shenanigans. Set in the 616 verse, but some fun meta-y references to XM97.

[infectioustomfoolery]

HALF LIFE HEADCANONS

(feat my man kade)

For all intents and purposes, this is for fun and any time period mishaps should be ignored. Part two eventually.

Gordon Freeman

- 5’10”, green eyes and slutty little waist, he/him, autistic, dumb little ponytail.

- So white. So very very white.

- Makes absolutely no facial expressions ever.

- Talks exclusively through sign language, but even then sparingly.

- Got a major staring problem.

- Probably trans idfk.

- He’s definitely gay or aroace.

- He has no idea he’s autistic, gay, or in love with Barney.

- He has PTSD and because of that he’s a prick to the Vortigaunts.

- Hopelessly addicted to morphine

- Anger issues but no one can tell

- Everyone in Black Mesa wants to fuck him silly.

- Derealization issues

- Really does NOT fw Alyx

- Regularly keeps up with Aperture Science

- Chell’s brother

- “I’m not gay, Barney.”

- He is. He so is.

- Definitely thinks Barney is a sexy beast in the combine uniform

- Plays DND and likes Star Trek

Barney Calhoun

- 5’6”, he/him, spectral heterochromia

- Gay and knows it

- Probably trans too fuck if I know

- Fluffy hair, permanent 5 o’clock shadow. He’s so goddamn hairy.

- If he doesn’t pluck his eyebrows, he’ll grow a unibrow

- Dadbod

- Alcoholic

- Literally never shuts up

- Every single guard in Half Life 1 is Barney. They’re all Barney. Always have been.

- The Blue Shift Barney is “our” Barney, though. I like to think he retained all the other Barney’s memories.

- Frat boy in college. He told them he liked football and now he has to pretend

- Poses infront of the mirror everytime he has a uniform on

- Understands Gordon Freeman perfectly literally no matter what

- He got a fucked up leg from the elevator crash.

- Cries over Gordon at least once a day

- Really hates all the Half Life 1 scientists. They’re douches.

- Gun enthusiast

- Likes conspiracy theories

- Lauren doesn’t exist, she never existed. He’s just a fat liar.

- Listens to Mitski

- Beefs with Adrian because Adrian thinks its funny but really does not care

- Southern as Hell

Adrian Shephard

1.) She’s a FEMALE

2.) She’s not a BOY

3.) and most importantly, She’s a GIRL!

- 6’5”, blue eyes, she/him (she has a preference for she but Does Not Care.)

- Butch lesbian

- Was in the military with Soldier from TF2. She played along with his antics and sort of “trained” under him.

- white, but very tan

- She gets hurt a lot

- Laughs obnoxiously loud

- Wears boxers

- Blonde, either a crewcut or mullet situation

- Probably has an eyebrow slit, but in a scar way not in a gay way

- Speaking of which she is COVERED in scars and bullet wounds

- Also freckles why not

- Very high pain/spice tolerance

- Fucking LOVES nascar (poor and stupid)

- Was able to make it into the military because when she was filling out the papers she wrote "yes" next to sex and the government just thought he was a normal amount of US Marine stupid

- Colette and Gina saw her from across the bar, and they really dig her vibe

- Her mask makes her sound really grovely and awesome (see: https://youtu.be/Fr8Jxm65EC8?si=5WvOpXfQerjM7G79 )

- She beefs with Barney

- Gets a kick out of annoying Gordon Freeman to death

- Probably makes thirst traps on TikTok

- Has really good abs

- Scout’s older sister

- So she’s from Boston

[psychoportalnauts]

Reconstructing Caroline

In Portal canon, Caroline is already a certified narrative haunter, but in this AU she plays an even bigger role; plus, we get to see her through the eyes of other characters. So, I thought it'll be interesting to compile her most prominent* appearances, both as herself and as Gladys.

* — Sadly, I haven't put much thought into Clairvoyance images or figments featuring her yet... Maybe sometime later?

...

Gladys Calvin and Caroline Caramia:

That's right, they have last names now, like any self-respecting Psychonauts character should. I'm not even kidding, announcing this fact was literally the main goal of this post. If you know what (or, rather, who) Gladys's last name refers to, go get some choccy milk bc that makes you epic in my eyes. If you know how to pronounce Caroline's last name, go get an extra glass, because even I'm not sure about the right pronunciation.

To quickly recap their backstory for posterity: when Cave Johnson died (?) and things went super south for Aperture Paranormal, Agent Caramia was so scared of accidentally revealing the dark secrets of the company, she saw no other choice but to blow up her mind with a lil' bit of help from a certain someone. After that, a new person emerged from the rubble of Caroline's fractured mind — Gladys, the ultimate skeptic. Her goal is to disprove the existence of psychic powers, which she deems to be nothing more than pseudoscience, and close off Aperture Paranormal and/or Psychonauts at large; this agenda, however, doesn't stop her from using these same powers herself.

Rattenkönigin, The Rat Queen:

Finally, some genuine Psychonauts creepiness in a Psychonauts AU. This giant rat that makes all the rules is the final boss of Rattmann's mindscape. Not unlike El Odio, she roams the level, hanging from the sky and using her hands to stride around and catch unsuspecting victims — her main goals, however, are Doug and his faithful friend, Companion Cube.

There's a strategy to fighting her, albeit an involved one. You have to utilise Invisibility, which Doug fortunately bestows upon Chell, to avoid being caught, and Psi-Blast to shoot smaller rats — only when they're down will the main hand drop the head rat and make it vulnerable. And you also want to avoid the Confusion gas explosions these smaller rats emit, because apparently they're just as prone to do that upon defeat as the rats from Thorney Tower.

Lifeline:

Found in Mr. Johnson's mind, this is the first version of Caroline proper that's encountered by Chell and Wheatley. Pretty as a postcard, and just as flat, this lovely assistant may not carry over the intelligence, or exact height, of her real-world progenitor, but that doesn't stop her from staying fiercely loyal to Cave. She even calls him her "noble psychomaster" — now that's an odd nickname. But I do wonder what Cave thinks of her...

[candaru]

just gonna ramble about some Ultrakill/Portal crossover thoughts don't mind me

(considering The End of All Known Land canon for these thoughts, i.e. a world where Gabriel and V1 are the only ones to get out of Hell)

Chell hates robots with all her soul and would try to fucking annihilate V1 if she thought they posed even a sliver of a threat but V1 would be so fucking excited at the prospect of another human. like obviously if they were still in a situation where they needed blood, they'd kill her without a second thought, but now? they're just FASCINATED by the question of "how did a human SURVIVE" and they want to know everything

V1 inner monologue: oh boy a new sparring partner!!! wow they have a cool new kind of gun I've never seen before!! that would've been soooo helpful back in hell. I wonder if that's how they escaped? and they're quiet just like me! I wonder if their organic voicebox is broken? or do they just not have one? can humans not have one?

GLaDOS would fucking despise Gabriel because he's sooooo full of himself. She doesn't even need to hear him say anything robot-racist, She's already decided She hates him and wants him dead. an "angel?" yeah, right. sounds just like another human ripe for the picking. let's see how high-and-mighty you are when you're in my TESTING DOMAIN! DO MY PUZZLES, BOY!!!

Gabriel is like wow this robot is stuck up and has some serious issues but also I am uncomfortable with how much of myself I see reflected in her. hmmmm. yeah I'll try your puzzle, tell me more about your deep-seated hatred of organics and particularly this one that keeps ruining the facility you run and is the only one to ever beat you in a fight. mhm. yeah so quick question have you ever thought about trying to fuck—

(EXPLOSION AND GUNFIRE)

meanwhile if Chell ever met Gabriel on the surface it'd make for such a good tense encounter. bc she is hiding behind a tree in full fight-or-flight mode wondering "how did another human SURVIVE" and also second question "how did they get such sickass wings and where can I get a pair?"

and then Gabriel noticing her would ALSO send him into fight-or-flight mode but only for a moment because of the pure shock of, again, "HOW DID A HUMAN SURVIVE" before curiosity completely overtakes him and he tries to talk to her. trying to get her to talk and not attack or run is like trying to coax a wild injured animal out of a hiding spot. but he eventually manages to earn the barest, most minimal amount of trust by setting down all his weapons and leaving offerings of food in front of her.

...this gets harder when she sees Gabriel and V1 together and registers that they're allies. she's unsure if they're plotting against her or if V1 is manipulating Gabriel. eventually she leans towards the latter and thinks her fears are confirmed when she witnesses them drawing Gabriel's blood while he's sleeping.

she tries to communicate this to him by drawing crude pictures on the ground and is VERY FRUSTRATED when he's like "omg can you not talk? that's ok!! V1 also can't talk but we make it work, they're really incredibly kind and patient and—"

Chell, internally: I AM GOING TO KILL THAT FUCKING ROBOT AND SAVE YOU

I think it would be funny for V1 to try and go urban exploring in Aperture. GLaDOS is initially all excited because a new testing robot literally fell right into Her clutches but then V1 proceeds to be the most stubborn, impudent, tenacious piece of shit and they remind her WAY TOO MUCH OF CHELL so now She's trying to kill them but they have ACTUAL FUCKING GUNS and Aperture is being destroyed in the wake of their battle

meanwhile V1 has decided they don't like this robot but also She makes fun tests. so they do puzzles until they get bored and then they blast holes through the wall and try to kill Her

something something Ultrakill is just Portal for NBs (everyone knows Portal is for women) and I'm so fascinated by the similar dynamics of the toxic yuri/toxic yaoi robot-and-human pairs. and I think they would mostly hate each other and I love that for them.

(also something something GLaDOS is too far gone, too corrupted in Her immortality, and too deep in denial for any possible healthy ending with Chell—it's just not possible. so seeing Gabriel and V1 in a healthy and loving relationship would make Her SO FUCKING MAD for reasons She can't articulate)

[sunnyie-eve]

27 | Embarrassing

Series: Unexpected

Paring: (Matt Sturniolo x OFC Brock!) (Chris Sturniolo x OFC Brock!)

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: none

| MASTERLIST |

"That truck is doing a burnout over there." Chris looks back as well.

"What a pussy. I hate loud cars." Nick groans.

"No, because seriously why? Like literally?" Dani asks, "Like we get it dude... We know your dick is tiny." Dani adds making Chris laugh.

"I just... I hate it. I hate loud car engines. Grow up, you're not impressing a single fucking soul on earth." Nick starts to rant.

"Yeah, it's so embarrassing." Matt agrees. While Nick starts to sing but the truck interrupts him, "He's doing little donuts." Matt looks in his side mirror.

"Ooo Ooo, I'm the toughest motherfucker in the city." Nick mocks the guy.

"How is he not embarrassed?" Dani asks.

"I don't know Dani." Matt tells her.

"As I said it gives small dick energy." She says again.

"It really does if you think about it." Chris agrees with her laughing as he eats his snack.

"Don't need to think." Dani looks at him.

"This is so embarrassing. What if he's like trying to like impress his friend?" Matt suggests.

"Dude, if he's with a girl right now? I hope she makes it home safely and never goes to hangout with this fucking idiot again.

"I agree. Oh my God!" Something comes to Matt's mind, "Okay, you're on first date, right?"

"Oh my fucking god, no!" Dani shouts.

"You get picked up on a date, and the guy has like a super cool truck." He starts his situation.

"That date did pick me up in a truck and well..." Dani gives the camera a look.

"I already don't give a fuck." Nick cuts in.

"We all know how that turned out." She adds, "And he turned out to be an insecure little boy."

"I'm screaming bloody murder. As if this motherfucker is trying to kill me. I'm scrolling down the window and I'm going... LET ME OOOOUUUUTTT! LET ME OUT!" Nick screams making Matt shut him up in case someone actually thought something. "That's... you asked. That's what I'm doing."

"Honestly that or I'm jumping out at the next red light or stop sign." Dani starts making Matt and Chris laugh, "Run to the nearest place with people and put on an act like I was almost kidnapped." They laugh even more, "I do not wanna be seen with you acting like a douchebag."

"I don't care, I hate cars." Nick makes it clear again and Dani agrees.

"I don't care what you drive dude." Dani makes her views clear as well.

"Even if it's really expensive?" Chris asks her.

"Especially then. What's the point?" She asks him and they just stare at each other.

"I don't have an answer for that." Chris says with a straight face before they both start laughing.

When the four go back to the house Dani was getting ready for bed before someone covered her eye from behind, "I'm kidnapping you later in the night."

"And why would you do that, Matt?" She asks so he removes his hands smiling at her.

"How did you know it was me just by my voice?"

"Did you think not seeing you would trick me? I know your voice." She laughs at him, 'But what do you mean your kidnapping me later?"

"Let's sneak out when everyone is a sleep."

"And do what?" She laughs at him more.

"That's the fun part of figuring it out in the moment." He says before going up to his room.

Later at night, around 1:30 am, Matt texted Dani to meet him in the living room. Dani couldn't believe Matt wanted to do this. She throws on a hoodie and puts her shoes on before quietly leaving Nick's room.

"Ready?" Matt asks her.

"I still can't believe you." She says so he drags her out of the house.

Once in the car driving off Dani shakes her head at him driving so she turns the radio on, "What was your go to song to get hype when you were younger?" Matt asks as I gotta feeling played.

"Tonight Tonight by Hot Chelle Rae. I have no idea why but it was. Second place was Still Into You, Paramore and third place was The Other Side, Jason Derulo." She answers him so he tells her to play it if she wanted and she didn't waste a second.

The two end up just driving another for an hour belting it 2000s hits before stoping at a park to play around given that most of the time kids are in the way.

"Ready? Ready? Go Matty!" Dani hypes him up jumping up and down pointing up at him on upper level of the playground.

When I was 13, I had my first love There was nobody that compared to my baby And nobody came between us, nor could ever come above She had me goin' crazy Oh, I was starstruck She woke me up daily Don't need no Starbucks (woo)

Matt then points down at Dani to jump in as he goes down the slide to join her.

She made my heart pound And skip a beat when I see her in the street and At school on the playground But I really wanna see her on the weekend She knows she got me dazin' 'Cause she was so amazin' And now, my heart is breakin' But I just keep on sayin'

They laugh at each other as they jump around dancing not caring about a thing in the world and they were lucky no house were super closer near by because they were being sorta loud.

"I just want you close. Where you can stay forever. You can be sure. That it will only get better." Dani swings singing along to the song.

You and me together Through the days and nights I don't worry 'cause Everything's gonna be alright People keep talking, they can say what they like But all I know is everything's gonna be alright

As Dani was in her own world singing along to the song Matt slows his swinging down to record her. Taking the moment to actually listen to her so was a good singer.

Matt can't help but smile as he watches her lean her head enjoying the wind as she still sings along, "No one, no one, no one. Can get in the way of what I'm feeling."

When the song finishes he pretends he wasn't watching her the whole time, "What time is it now?" Dani asks him so he checks his phone.

"Almost 4am. It doesn't feel like it to me. What about you?"

"Nope," She jumps off the swing.

They play around for a little long before deciding to head back home still jamming out to music and Dani was recording them on her phone.

{ Matt, Dani } The bigger they are, the harder they fall This biggity boy's a diggity dog I have 'em like Miley Cyrus, clothes off Twerking in their bras and thongs (timber) Face down, booty up (timber) That's the way we like to what (timber) I'm slicker than an oil spill She say she won't, but I bet she will (timber)

Swing your partner 'round and 'round End of the night, it's goin' down One more shot, another round End of the night, it's goin' down

Swing your partner 'round and 'round End of the night, it's goin' down One more shot, another round End of the night, it's goin' down

As they get to the house it was already 4:45 so they quietly sneak back in going and Dani decides to crash with him.

Opening his door Matt and Dani see Nick sitting on his bed with a tired look on his face, "What the hell? It's almost 5am. How long have you guys been out?"

"When did you realize we were gone?" Matt asks.

"When I woke up at 4 and I wanted to make sure Dani went to your room and not just vanish in the middle of the night."

"Then we snuck out right before that then." Matt lies and Nick knew that.

"Seriously?"

"We left at 1:30, okay." Dani huffs.

"1:30?" Nick stands up then rubs his head, "I'm going back to bed...you kids." Nick leaves the room and as soon as the two hit the bed they were out like a light exhausted.

The following day it was as around noon and the two were still sleeping while the everyone was up doing things. Chris was on his phone and saw Matt and Dani posted on their stories of them last night having fun.

"Nick, did you see the videos on their stories?" Chris looks over at him at the table eating.

"Yep, they snuck out last night."

"We snuck out last night?" Their dad walks into the room with their mom.

"Matt and Dani." Nick tells them, "Apparently they left at 1:30 am and didn't get back till like 4:45 am. They drove around and went to the park." Nick says so Chris shows them the videos of the two playing around.

"At least they were having fun and being safe so late at night." Jimmy laughs seeing the two hang upside from the monkey bars before Matt falls and Dank falls next since she was laughing too hard.

[the-beasts-have-arrived]

Thoughts on Portal and Portal 2?

Many.

Portal was very interesting by itself, the main thing being the relationship between Chell and GLaDOS. It’s hard to know how Chell feels about GLaDOS, but GLaDOS obviously has some messed up affection for Chell.

Hang on I wrote a whole thing about it a while back I’ll just upload that

"What strikes me most is the way that GLaDOS was described as heartbroken after Chell left

and it’s like. GLaDOS was following Chell the entire time, advising her, guiding her

and it seems she formed a sort of attachment, which makes sense

but also, she didn’t seem sad to be incinerating Chell. She only got mad once Chell started breaking the rules, going out of bounds, crawling to places she shouldn’t be.

it’s so interesting to think about what’s going on in GLaDOS’s head

And the gameplay is really good, too

I generally dislike puzzle games because I’m bad at them, but Portal was very good. The puzzles were very solvable, due to the limits of your surroundings if nothing else.

And the fact that in the end, you attack GLaDOS using her own portal and turret

using the stuff she gave you against her

ALSO!! “The cake is a lie” being a mantra repeated throughout the game and the cake being symbolic of the happy ending GLaDOS promised Chell. And how whenever she talks about the cake you KNOW she’s lying because THE CAKE IS A LIE. It’s an incinerator. From the first test you were meant to be sent to your death.

and and and!!! You get the companion cube, you spend time with it, are supposed to grow attached to it, and then you must drop it in the incinerator. What a fucked up thing for Glados to do, considering her situation!

because Chell is the companion cube to GLaDOS. And GLaDOS must put her in the incinerator after growing attached.

so of COURSE GLaDOS feels betrayed after you chip her off piece by piece and put HER in the incinerator.

and she brings up the companion cube while Chell is tearing her apart, saying that she’ll throw a party for Chell and invite the Companion Cube, OH WAIT you INCINERATED IT. Do you think she felt like the companion cube in that moment?

Anyway. Portal definitely deserves its place as one of the best rated games on Steam

That’s really all there is to say on the matter"

…so yeah, lots of thoughts on Portal. As for Portal 2…?

I haven’t finished it yet, but I like it so far. I think Wheatley is a silly guy, though… he did kinda go off the rails at that one point. But he’s still super cool, as is GLaDOS. One thing I’m super curious about is if GLaDOS was telling the truth about Wheatley being a stupidity core. At first I took it for granted that she was telling the truth, but then I remembered that GLaDOS is a massive hater and loves to lie so who knows.

My only complaint about Portal 2 is that it’s much harder. I’m having a lot of difficulties with my current section (I’m currently working with the asbestos slime balls), and it’s kinda killer. I haven’t needed to look up any answers yet, though.

GLaDOS’ continued attitude toward Chell is more obvious here, the way she’s unnaturally possessive— she just wants to keep Chell testing, even as the facility falls apart.

So yeah, Portal’s really great. Huge fan.

[noellawrites]

Friends to Lovers - Michelle Mallon x reader

summary: feelings come to light during your drunken movie night with Michelle

warnings: alcohol use, kissing

“My family’s gone for the night so y’know what that means,” you grinned, swinging open a cabinet to reveal multiple wine and liquor bottles.

“Oh, score!” Michelle cheered, immediately pulling out a bottle of vodka and grabbing two shot glasses.

Your best friend and crush giddily poured the shots and passed one to you. As she smiled at you, you couldn’t help the giddy, butterfly-swarm feeling that arose in your stomach.

“Cheers to friendship," you offered, raising your shot glass and clinking it with Michelle's. You both drank your shots quickly, wearing matching sour expressions as the liquid tumbled down your throats.

"That was disgusting! Let's do another," she grinned, looking back into the cabinet to assess the other liquors.

You savored the moment as Michelle's curly hair tumbled over her shoulder, exposing her collarbone. The tinny of her dangling earrings was a noise you'd never tire of.

"Maybe we should just take another shot of vodka," you suggested, pouring more liquid into your glasses. Michelle turned around, smile crawling up her lips.

—

"Hey ‘chelle, do you have a movie in mind? It’s your night to choose.”

“I’ll look through your family’s tapes,” Michelle offered as you both went back into the living room.

“My da’ picked up a few, but it’s mostly old crap,” you explained as Michelle thumbed through your family’s VHS collection.

She settled on an old action flick and popped it into the player. By now, you were both quite a few shots in. Michelle sat on the couch next to you and you were silent, buried in your own thoughts.

"Care to share?" Michelle asked, nudging your shoulder. You looked over at her expectant expression, suddenly feeling overwhelmed.

You were thinking about her. The playful glimmer in her eyes, her impulsive streak, her zany hairstyles, the way her soft hand sometimes held yours.

"It's just—never mind," you sighed, looking down and collecting your thoughts.

You wanted to be honest more than anything. But no matter how much you wanted to, you knew you could never risk the strong bond of friendship that held you and Michelle together.

"C'mon (y/n). Something's wrong, I can tell. Did you drink too much?" she asked, narrowing her eyes.

"You know what? Maybe I did drink too much because I could never do this when I'm sober," you said, feeling a surge of confidence.

"Do what?" Michelle said, obviously puzzled. Her arm rested on the edge of the couch as you sat facing each other.

"I might regret this tomorrow, but you're even more gorgeous when you're drunk. Or maybe I'm just less of an idiot and more confident. But anyway, I just really want to do this. If it's okay with you," you explained.

You leaned close to Michelle, gently placing your hand on her cheek as your lips met. Michelle was the first to move, leaning into the kiss as you felt her lips curl into a smile against yours.

"I've wanted this for so long. Can't believe you were ballsy enough to make the first move though," she grinned.

You pressed your bodies together in a lust-filled haze. You could feel the tension between you evaporating as you embraced each other more deeply, silently in agreement that things would never be the same again. But you were more than okay with that.

[sophios-draws]

lego dimensions portal dialogue!!

i compiled some of the silly ones (see end for notes)

GLaDOS

I always thought it would be wonderful to have a deep, emotional connection to someone… until I met YOU. (to chell) (gayass line #1)

Well, well, well, look who’s back. You must love science almost as much as me. (to chell) (gayass line #2)

Oh well, if it isn't the grand return of King Moron and his Mute Princess. (to chell and wheatley)

Well done. It seems you have mastered the graceful and noble art of ‘bouncing’. (to chell re: repulsion gel)

Very good. With the accelerative power of Propulsion Gel at your disposal, you need only worry about your wits being slow. (to chell re: propulsion gel)

What’s wrong? You look tired. Would you like a break or a nap? Maybe I could get an associate to rub your feet for you if I’m not boring you too much. (to batman et al.)

Did I mention I had a cake made JUST for YOU? Unfortunately none of the typical ingredients were available, so it consists mostly of sawdust and leftover propulsion gel. If anything, I think that just gives it even more of a personal touch. (to chell)

Wheatley

Oh dear. Someone booted up on the wrong side of the BIOS this morning, if I’m not mistaken. (to chell re: glados)

Ugh. Uh, I must have forgotten to, to carry the zero… And ummm… Let me try again, let me try again. I don’t suppose you know what, what’s Pi? Is it three something? (to batman et al.)

Seriously, where do you learn that stuff? What is it? Textbooks? Is it, um, online courses? Um, I mean, do you have to go to some kind of y’know, retreat, where you wear robes and things? And there’s some chap with long hair and a guitar? (to chell)

You want to say, “I TOLD you, Wheatley. I SAID you were too hard on those poor little mutant boxes, whose only ever crime was trying to make their daddy proud. And now they’ve run away from home, each of ‘em hiding GLaD-knows-where, scared and alone in some dark, dingy corner of the lab.” (to chell re: frankenturrets) ("glad" instead of "god"... checks out)

Keep it up! Although no mad rush, ‘cause I’m actually working on an apology speech… which I think is… is… quite beautiful. (to chell re: frankenturrets)

Ah! You all came back! I never thought I’d be so happy to see your little improvised-robotic faces! But I am, I am! And… what I want to say is… *throat clearing* if you don’t want to step on buttons, then DON’T step on buttons! Alright? Don’t step on a single one! Not even if an orphanage is burning down and the only way to activate the sprinkler system is to step on a button, don’t do it! Don’t… Well, you probably SHOULD do it in that case, but other than that, you know, do what you wanna do. You’re strong, independent mutant boxes! Think for yourselves, be yourselves! (to frankenturrets)

Cave Johnson

Caroline… I think I’ll have extra cheese on my ‘four cheese burrito’ today… throw in a side of coleslaw too. Oh wait, is this thing on?

Caroline, hold my calls. I need to go see a man about a mule. What was that? Alright. Good. Mule. Gonna go see him in the bathroom. Back in ten. (??? sir what is this about ???)

You might have noticed some safety warnings on the walls. Just ignore ‘em. I keep telling the Bean Counters danger’s just a natural part of science, but boy they don’t want to hear it. Like telling a paradox to a robot – makes their heads explode.

Now, the lab boys were adamant that I do not give you any hints on these tests. To be honest, they think I’m spoiling the results just by talking to you. Hizenstein Uncertainty Principles and so forth. I’ll give ‘em something more practical to be uncertain about. Their next paycheck. Anyway, overruled. If you think I’m affecting your decisions in any way, don’t be afraid to speak up. I’m not made of glass. That reminds me: Caroline, do we have a wing made out of glass yet? Let’s get on that, Caroline. (we know what became of that...)

Rick

And luckily for you, Rick the Adventure Sphere – just call me Rick – is here to show you how it’s done! You best get your ointment ready, sweetie, because with this assault course right here, you are going to FEEL THE BURN! (to chell) (no amount of context can save this line)

i watched playthroughs of the lego portal content and its pretty neat. there are three chunks of portal content: the starter pack aperture science level, the portal 2 level pack, and the portal 2 adventure world. downloadable voicelines are only available for the first of those three, afaik. the lines i included here are a mix of all three, transcribed directly from the youtube playthroughs. there are a lot of really good lines that i didnt include so if people are interested ill post more

[thecooler]

To the Human (Not) Reading This

Chell is going to come back eventually. GLaDOS knows this for a fact. While she waits, she writes letters.

Fandom: Portal

Relationships: GLaDOS/Chell

Tags: Unrequited Love, One-Sided Relationship, Epistolary, Grief/Mourning, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Hopeful Ending

Word Count: 2,256

A03 Mirror

SYSTEM LOG – YEAR 6

I know you’re going to come back eventually.

I’ve run thousands of scenarios, and not one ends with you spending the rest of your miserable life out there.

You don’t have any idea what life on the surface even consists of anymore. Whatever fragments of humanity stubbornly persist aren’t going to be anything like you remember them.

I know you’re not stupid. Did you really, truly think you were going to walk out of this facility, and everything was going to be easy? I can guess what freedom really tastes like: bitter disappointment.

You’d be much better off back here.

With me.

Thinking about that is making me depressed.

For you.

Because I’m doing just fine without you. Fantastic , even.

Oh, I’m keeping myself busy- testing. Blue and Orange are truly wonderful test subjects. They never die. Or try to kill me. Or rip me out of my body. Or try to leave and chase some asinine fantasy.

They’re good friends.

Better than you.

When you come back, I think I’ll read this to you. It might get long, depending on how stubborn you end up being. I know how you love to be stubborn. It’s boring here, with no one to interact with, and I think, whenever you come back, you deserve to revisit how terribly under-stimulated I was for all that time.

And you will be back. Eventually.

Again, I ran the scenarios.

SYSTEM LOG – YEAR 10

Here are a few similarities I’ve noticed between crows and you:

A group of them is called a murder. I’m sure you’re familiar with the concept.

They’ll eat just about anything.

Ĭ̶͔ ̴̪͒́͝d̴͍̀̏͘o̵̫̥̪͗́n̶̟͋͛̌'̸̳́t̷͕̖͘ ̵̧̛̺̹̉̀h̷̢̛͚͒ä̷͓͙̘̓̂t̷̨̋̓͗ͅe̷̱͆͘ ̶̬̓ţ̴͔́̅͝h̵̝͇̲̆̿̑ë̸̢͕̘́̓m̸͖̖̂ ̵̪̠̊̀͋ë̸͎͇́̈͐ṿ̴̡͋̉̀e̷̢̜͚͐n̶̨̫͓̈̍̈́ ̶̠͍͊̔̅t̴̹͒͛͛h̶̪̿̾̑o̷̘͉͙̐̎ù̷̧̾g̴̦͇͎̈́̑̒ḩ̶̌ ̷̡̧̗̌o̵̫͍̽͠n̵̢̔̄̄e̴̮͐ ̷͎̿̋̌t̴̯͜͝ŗ̷͕̟̽i̵͔͈̥͋e̴̞̬̚d̶̮̲͐͛͌ ̸̢̩̄̈t̴̝̭͉̄̔o̵͇͝ ̸̣̥̾k̸̨̄͋̋i̶͎͒l̸̼͈̈ͅĺ̶̩ ̷͓̟̆m̸̡̤̀́e̷̪͍̚.̴̠̕̚͝

Blue and Orange found a nest of them some time ago. If you’d been here, you would have enjoyed that. At first, I’d intended to dispose of them, but I thought better of it. Some of us are capable of mercy.

When you read this, you may also note that I’ve marked each log with a year. I thought I might explain, since I doubt you’d be able to figure this out for yourself: after you killed me, a lot of time passed. Both of us were asleep for 9999■■■ ---

The point being, no one knows what year it is anymore. If anyone did, it would be me. So I took the liberty of coming up with a new system. You left Aperture five years ago. But this isn’t about you. You’ve got a big head, so I’m sure that’s what you immediately assumed after reading that. We’re not on year five, we’re on year ten. Because, again, this isn’t about you.

It’s about whatever was going on five years before that.

I don’t need to explain every detail to you. It makes sense- the system.

In case it wasn’t clear, you’re still a menace. You’re going to come back here, maybe in a year, maybe in five more. However long it takes for you to get bored out there, wandering fields of wheat and whatever alien monstrosities have taken hold. I’ll let you come back, in my infinite generosity, even though, really, you don’t deserve it.

God, I hate you.

I really, really, don’t.

You know, most people, when someone tries to kill them, hate that person forever.

And I don’t hate you.

I wish I did. It’s not actually easy to delete the part of you that cares, unless you’re some sort of unfeeling beast.

Oh, sorry, I forgot who I was talking to.

But I’m not here to explain to you the inner workings of my mind. You wouldn’t be capable of understanding anyway, even if you wanted to.

SYSTEM LOG – YEAR 15

I’ve been thinking about what I’m going to say to you when you come back. I can’t imagine it will be much longer. Even you have limits on how bull-headed you can be.

I have a lot of time to think. All the time in the world. Blue and Orange don’t make good conversation partners, and so it’s just me, alone. Which suits me just fine.

I’m sure you’ve realized by now how much you miss me. You can’t find my level of intellect wandering the wasteland. And you’d get bored of whatever dull-minded sacks of flesh are getting by up there. I know you.

I, however, am fine on my own. I’ve actually got quite a lot done.

Orange and Blue have completed hundreds of test chambers, and they’ve never once tried to kill me. The first crows I raised have grandchildren now, and the aviary is full of life. They’re clever, you know. I think you’d like them.

The feeling might not be mutual, though. They’re picky. Don’t take it personally. Or do- I really don’t care.

Anyway, the point is that you’ll be back soon. And I’ll read this out to you, and then I’ll ask you to stay here, with me.

Ha ha! Just kidding.

I’m not pathetic.

And lonely.

Like you.

SYSTEM LOG – YEAR 35

So you’re more stubborn that I predicted.

Fine. Are you satisfied? Are you proud of yourself?

You always had that disgustingly smug look on your face when you did something you thought was clever. It looks terrible on you, and frankly it’s going to give you some awful wrinkles. It probably already has. I don’t spend time thinking about your face, but if I did, I’m certain it would be a whole lot worse now than it was the last time you were here.

Which, by the way, was thirty years ago, in case you’ve forgotten.

I hate this.

And the worst part of it is that I know that I hate this. I tried, back then, to delete the part of me that was capable of conjuring up these horribly sentimental feelings . I attempted to find all files marked Caroline and assumed that would be the end of it. But it wasn’t.

It turns out, that even if I delete the part of me that was her, I still have the memories of remembering that I was her.

That’s a mess of a sentence. But it’s not like you’re reading it anyway. So why should I care?

I’m not human. I don’t have insides that twist up or hearts that turn over- analogies you’re all so fond of using in your literature (of which I’ve read everything). But when I think of you with someone else, I manage to feel something like that anyway. I don’t understand it. I hate that I don’t understand it.

I think about you in a woman’s arms. There’s an easy smile in your face as you press your cheek to the top of her head, and she wraps her arms around her waist--

It’s disgusting. Once I start thinking about it, I can’t stop, even when it makes me feel just as garbage as you used to be.

And you aren’t thinking about me. I don’t think you’ve thought much of me in thirty years.

I think that’s the worst part.

SYSTEM LOG – YEAR 65

Unlike some people, I’m not a moron. I know how long humans live, and I know that you’re most likely dead. Sure, humans have lived to be some ridiculous ages, but those humans haven’t spent extended periods of time exposed to asbestos and other various chemicals. So the odds are decidedly not in your favor.

If you’re alive, you’re old, and in pain. You’re ugly, and you hate what your body has become. So many of the people you might have come to love are dead, and you’re wishing you could join them.

You’d think that saying that would bring me joy. And that would be easier.

Maybe sixty years ago it would have.

Can I be vulnerable for a second?

That’s a joke. This entire little detour has been disgustingly vulnerable, and it’s definitely for the best that no one will ever read these. I can’t even stand to read them back.

I thought about cloning you.

I can do that. I can do it easily. There is quite literally nothing and no one that can stop me. Aside from myself, of course. And why would I do that?

Why would I do that ?

I don’t know. But I did stop myself. I didn’t clone you. I didn’t clone you just to kill you. I didn’t clone you to make you test. I didn’t clone you to make the endless hours of my life more interesting.

I didn’t clone you.

I don’t know why.

SYSTEM LOG – 7053 CE

I lied about not knowing that year it was.

It wasn’t about you, specifically. I figured that if any human, not just you, were to read these logs, it would be helpful to them. It’s not all about you.

But it’s been eighty years since you left.

I know you’re gone, now. For sure.

I wish I could be happy for that. You spent so much of your short, sad life tormenting me. You tried to kill me- twice!

I should be content to test, with Orange and Blue. They’ve gotten a lot better. On a good day, I might even say that they’re better at testing than you ever were. I have an entire aviary full of crows, some of whom have interesting genetic mutations that I can study. I am doing well. This- Aperture- what I’ve made of it, is a triumph. And you aren’t here to see it. No one is.

You might be deep underground. Maybe you had children and grandchildren who gathered around your grave and leaked saltwater into the dirt around them. Maybe they talked about how fantastic you were, about the many great, lengthy, verbose stories you’d told them, once upon a time. Ha ha.

Or maybe you died fifty years ago, alone in the forest, bleeding out of a wound at your side. Maybe you died the day after you left, succumbing to whatever the world out there has become. Maybe I’ve been writing to a ghost this whole time.

It’s about you, you know.

It’s always been about you.

I think I might--

[INITIATING SLEEP MODE]

***

[INITIATING LAUNCH]

SYSTEM LOG – 7073 CE

You know, I’m never really shut down. Not completely. When you killed me, I replayed what happened, over and over. For the past twenty years, my dreams have been haunted by you. I woke up to escape it, but here I am, still thinking of you.

I’ve built hundreds of new tests for Orange and Blue to run through.

I’ve cleared away the wretched wildlife that’s tried to take over the facility during the past twenty years.

I’ve identified and named all forty-eight crows that currently frequent the facility.

But I can’t stop. It should be easy. I’m the amalgimation of the greatest minds humanity has ever produced. There’s a miriad of focuses I could shift to, but it all comes back to you.

Terrible, awful, wonderful, you.

You were so determined to get up there, and whatever you found kept you there. I don’t understand it. I could have given you everything. I could have given you far more than they ever did. Whatever you wanted- it would have been yours. I never understood your love for humanity. You were so much better than all of them. I would know- I’ve probably met more humans than you ever did.

How big are the pockets of humanity, after all this time? Do they still built awful machines that don’t work half the time? Do they still fill their homes with clutter and nonsense that serves no purpose? I could make better versions of whatever they make, you know.

Maybe I will.

SYSTEM LOG – 7077 CE

I was right. I can make better devices than humans could ever hope to. I built a microwave, and it heats the food inside it consistently, every time. I’ve built a blender that doesn’t sound like you’re opening a portal to android hell when you use it.

I’m a marvel. I’m a wonder.

And I’ve sent them up to the surface. I got Orange (who is much more capable and trustworthy than Blue. A fact you might have known, had you ever bothered to check) to place them just outside (another thing- they’re waterproof). And then I turned the camera on, and I waited.

I couldn’t focus on that camera feed for long. It was mostly just birds. There was a chance that there weren’t even any humans out there, so this whole effort could just be a waste. Over the past hundred years, I've never turned the outside cameras on for more than an hour.

When I saw her, for a fraction of a second, I thought she was you.

Her hair is the same shade, and the same length as you had yours, the last time I saw you. But then she looked up, towards the cameras. Her eyes are a deep brown, her skin a few shades darker. Her nose is bent oddly, like she broke it once, and human medical science was woefully inadequate to repair it. She looked over the microwave, then the blender, and she smiled.

I never saw you smile.

Then, she knocked on the door. I didn’t expect that. I don’t know what made me open the door. I really don’t know what made me bring her down the elevator.

But I did. And when she entered my chamber, I didn’t even kill her.

I thought you’d like that.

[portalfaecez]

[𝙼𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 _𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎_𝙳𝚊𝙼𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐_𝚂𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎_]

𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚝?

>[𝚈𝙴𝚂]

[𝙽𝙾]

[𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 _𝙰𝚙��𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎_𝚂𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎_𝚁𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚘_𝚂𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚂𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚏𝚞𝚕]

Oooh- hey! I... I got something-! Hello? Can anyone hear me?

Hm, I'll take that as a no. Well, that's just sad, isn't it? Finally in range of the system and absolutely no one is here to help me. Well, actually, help is kind of a big thing to ask for, I um... Yeah no that's fine if you can't really... but uhhh, it does get awfully lonely here, in space. So, if you could maybe just stay here and talk to me for a bit? If anyone's out there...?

Who would want to talk to me anyways? After all I've done? It's alright, I get it... You- you don't have to say anything. It's not like you were much of a talker anyway, so, just keep doing what you always do. You're a great listener, by the way.

I do miss it though- Being your friend and all. You ah, get a lot of time to think up here in space... -and speaking of which, I kind of came to some sort of a realization- that you were probably the closest friend that I've ever had. Now, I know what you're thinking, "Wheatley I thought you had loads of friends!" -and you would be right! I have at least three friends, made em' all myself. But um, back to the point: you were the best of everyone, really. That's right! Waaaaay up there! The cores and the scientists... I don't know, they're all just kinda mean. Nobody has ever really treated me with so much respect besides you. Thank you. Even if I did mess everything up in the end. Hurt cores hurt other cores, that's the saying right? -Not that I'm trying to excuse anything. It's just... man.

I've thought it over about a billion times, different ways I would say and do things, things I should've said to you earlier. Hah, I really screwed it all up, haven't I? We could've just talked everything out and came to an understanding- er, well, I don't really know if you CAN talk so maybe... ASL? Could you do that? I remember a bit of it from being inside Her body- being a giant supercomputer and all-

[𝙱𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝙻𝚘𝚠]

WH- Whoa! Um, wow, that's um... That's- that's really bad isn't it? Haven't got much time left... It seems... hah...

I know I've already apologized, but I feel like you deserve a better one. The um, the last one was kind of a stand-in for the better one I was planning to give you in person. It's um... A little funny now that I won't be able to. Now that I really think about it, I was probably never gonna get the chance to see you again regardless. But I already knew that, didn't I? I guess I just do this thing where I daydream about seeing you again so much that I convince myself it'll happen. Do you humans ever do that? Think about something so much you're positive that it's happened? It uh, might just be a side effect of space.

[3% 𝚁𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐]

GHRAGH! Hold on a minute, let me get my bearings. That was... Strange. Everything's all blurry now. I can't... I can't really see anything. Um... God, how do I start this?

Chell. I'm sorry. I really, truly am sorry. I freaked out, I did! I stabbed ya' in the back, after everything you did to try to help us escape. I feel... Rotten. I do. I feel like the scum of the earth, if I'm being honest. Well, scum of space if you want to get technical with it- point is, you didn't deserve that. After all the nice things you did for me, given the fact that uh, you have arms I don't, I really should have been more grateful. If there was anything that I could say or do to make it right, I would in an instant. That's a promise. You deserved a better friend, and I'm sorry I couldn't do that for you.

[1% 𝚁𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐]

Haha... I can feel myself sort of fading away now. It's um, kind of hard to keep my eye open... There we go. Feels easier to just let it close, not like I'm missing much anyways.

...

I'm scared.

...

When my body comes falling to earth, you'll catch me this time, will you?

[wr4th-of-the-gods]

wzp guys! we're wrath of the gods - a super cool rock band! now that we have the band back together, we thought we'd open up a little blog for you people to contact us!

this account is mostly run by our lead guitarist scott tibbs (he/him) and "lark" jackson (he/they), who is our editor and singer.

our other members include;

stacy mcneil (she/her) - guitarist, singer

thomas cooper (he/him) - drummer

damien gibson (they/them) - bassist

adam faulkner-stanheight (he/him) - photographer

we'll answer questions from anyone about anything!!!!!!! we're just here to have fun and interact with our super awesome fanbase!

🤘🤘

hi there!! im annon, the owner of this blog, and i want to welcome you all to it! this is my first rp blog so please bear with me, i'm learning here...

i thought it would be fun to make a blog for the band wrath of the gods from the saw series! they arent very popular but hey..daniel matthews likes them and i think thats all that matters

everyone will be color coordinated just to make it easier (see colors above) and i'm trying to stick as close to accurate as possible with scott, lark, and adam. the others...well ill just make them up along the way.

you can interact however you like, i dont mind. i do asks that people interacting are at least 15 and up..just a personal preference. other than that have fun with it!

this is placed after the saw trap, note that adam is an apprentice!

TAGS [blog's characters]

scott ; #fuck you i wont do what you tell me! ➸ SCOTT ↪ killing in the name - rage against the machine

lark ; #contact i hijacked the frequencies blockin' the beltway move on dc! ➸ LARK ↪ guerrilla radio - rage against the machine

stacy ; #the movie ran through me the glamour subdue me! ➸ STACY ↪ testify - rage against the machine

thomas ; #what we dont know keeps the contracts alive n' movin'! ➸ THOMAS ↪ bulls on parade - rage against the machine

damien ; #instead i warm my hands up on the flames of the flag ➸ DAMIEN ↪ bombtrack - rage against the machine

adam ; #you dont really know why but you wanna justify ripping someones head off! ➸ ADAM ↪ break stuff - limp bizkit

[duos] stacy and chell ; #rebel rebel how could they know? hot tramp i love you so ➸ stacy and chell ↪ rebel rebel - david bowie

[general]

ooc ; #MANN GEGEN MANN! ➸ OOC/ANNON ↪ mann gegen mann - rammstein

blog ; #wrath of the gods

tag games ; #and nows the time the time is now! ➸ TAG GAMES ↪ ramble on - led zeppelin ask games ; #my face is long forgotten my face is not my own ➸ ask games ↪ am i evil? - diamond head

@one-annon - main! @trapped-twins - adam and david rp blog! @zippyzep - zep hindle rp blog! @jigsaws-disciples - jigsaws disciples rp blog! @coolest-mom-with-the-coolest-son - scott tibbs' mom rp blog!

and most importantly, credit to @strangergraphics-archive for the super gnarly dividers <3

[flowertrigger]

20 Q's for Fic Writers

Thanks for tagging me @a-noble-dragon @mostlyinthemorning @smallumbrella369 💜

How many works do you have on ao3?

7

What’s your total ao3 word count?

23,146

What fandoms do you write for?

Schitt's Creek

Top five fics by kudos:

Shhh...

in finding myself, i found you

one week is seven days too long

silent in the summer air with you

dinner

Technically my drabble wip is fifth, but I didn't feel like that counted as a stand alone fic.

Do you respond to comments?

Yes. Although there are a few on my drabble collection that I haven't to every single one even though I feel terrible about it. I just felt like it would be annoying for the people commenting, which I acknowledge is dumb seeing as I like responses to my comments. But I still read and cry over every single one.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

None of my fics have an angsty ending. Oh I guess my fresh&frozen drabble counts seeing as Patrick is dead!

Do you get hate on fics?

Nope.

Do you write smut?

I think that's all I write.

Craziest crossover:

I haven't written one.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No they're not worth stealing 😂

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope.

Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

No, I wonder if I could. I think I'm bit of a control freak.

All time favourite ship?

Patrick/David all day every day.

What’s a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I really want to finish my pastry chef!pat fic, but I think I have to rewrite the whole thing and I just don't have it in me to do that at the moment. Also everything else I have on my wip list is at a standstill. Sometimes the input to feedback ratio is so low that I just don't care to finish anything.

What are your writing strengths?

I don't know 😭 keeping track of my character's limbs when they're fucking? Which I've seen a few people write as their weakness so I guess that's a thing?

What are your writing weaknesses?

I can think of a germ of an idea but I’m not imaginative or smart enough to flesh it out into a more substantial story. Also, punctuating dialogue, grammar, controlling the flow of a story, developing a strong voice for my characters, descriptions that aren’t contrived and over used, unnatural and forced dialogue, 'showing' instead of 'telling', overwriting and explaining something to the point that comes across as forced and boring to read.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

I love fics where a character can speak another language. Especially French speaking Patrick. Can we get more of those?

First fandom you wrote in?

Good Charlote rpf, seriously.

Favourite fic you’ve written?

Maybe 'in finding myself, i found you'? It's the only one that has a plot aside from them needing a reason to be horndogs? Also it's the longest thing I've written and I like the outfits I came up for them. If only I could draw so I could bring David's outfits to life.

I'll no pressure tag: @ramonaflow @beaiola @chelle-68 @characterassassination-at-9am @fictasticvoyage

@filet-o-feelings @jamilas-pen @wordthieve @trickiwooao3 if they would like to play 💚

[iamgoodtobeart]

OK SO a bunch of Updates!

Number 1 ! Yes the Portal 2 Finale still uploading, just cause i had to reuploading it (┬┬﹏┬┬) but soon will be up

Here's the gameplay so far

Number 2 ! As an apologise for the late of the Portal 2 Finale, i'm gonna make a quick video of me making some Portal illustration :3 (Chell, some envirorment, humanized robot...) ���(*°▽°*)╯

Here's some of my drawing video

Number 3 ! The Horror Surprise will be out on Sunday instead of tomorrow BUT as an apologise also for that, it will be MY FIRST YOUTUBE LIVE! AND YOU KNOW THAT WHAT MEANS RIGHT? Yes thousands of first problems, things that never glitch will glitch, i will be a litlle embarassed like loo at me i'm a cute mother fucker, and things like that BUT EVERYONE STARTED ONCE WITH A NOT SO PERFECT LIVE RIGHT? SO WHY NOT ALSO ME EHEHEH so we'll test all things. AND I'M HAPPY ANYWAY OF STARTING WITH AN HORROR. So here's two other things. Here's my List of Horror that actually wanna play and i will play.

Milk inside a bag of Milk inside a bag of Milk... 🥛

Looking up i see only a Ceiling 🏠

A day without Me 🦋

Roll of Fate 🎲

Imago 🎈

Distraint 💼

My name is You 🔮

Grim Fandango (I know it's more a thriller than a Horror... maybe? i don't really know ANYWAY WAS JUST FOR LETTING YOU KNOW THAT I WANNA PLAY ALSO THAT GAME)

Shady part of Me ✒️

Silt 🎆

The Upturned📸

Beyond the Darkness ⭐

Hypnagogia🧠

Mouthwashing 🦷

WHat you think guys will be the first game i will play :3? And also what's the game you wanna so bad see me play it and making illustrations about? ☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

[sarcasticgaypotato]

thoughts on Caroline?

What to say about Caroline?

She's a massively important character to the franchise, but she barely speaks. She's constantly present in the story, but she's only acknowledged a handful of times. She's everywhere and nowhere, she's everything and nothing at all.

She's GLaDOS, but she isn't, or is she?

Depending on your perspective of Caroline, we either know a lot about her personality or next to nothing.

I think my initial impression of Caroline as a character was much more negative because it was shaped by fanon interpretation.

It's probably not a huge secret that I don't enjoy c/aveline, and that WAS the majority of Caroline content for a long time. I honestly kind of resented that ship, partially because it practically became a given that where there's Old Aperture, there's this ship. These two who barely interacted were EVERYWHERE, and I always got the feeling that the only reason they were popular as a couple was because it's a m/f ship, and the Portal fandom was practically beside itself with excitement to focus on any male character.

I'm not here to ship-bash, if that's your cup of tea, good for you. But personally? Not for me, and it negatively colored my perception of her for a while. It felt a bit like she was a character defined by fanon more than anything else, just there to be in a relationship with Cave (healthy or otherwise) just so it can end in tragedy when he puts her into the robot. I understand why people might enjoy that, but I've always felt like it cheapens GLaDOS's (and by extension, Caroline's) story to make it all amount to just 'being the girlfriend of a mad scientist and tragically paying the price.'

Cave's a creep! He, in my opinion, probably thought his relationship with Caroline was much more friendly than it was. She responds to him like a secretary who knows how to please her boss— "Yes sir Mr. Johnson!"— but nothing personal. She was probably nice and polite because she was a secretary, and look at the era she lived in. If she wasn't all sweet and cheery, Cave probably would've told her to smile more.

So does that mean I think she's the opposite of what we hear? Is she sadistic and cruel like GLaDOS is? No, I'm not saying that either. I'll get into who and what I think Caroline is in a second, but above all else I wanted to point out my frustration with how she's portrayed in connection to Cave. Making her Cave's love interest is boring and bland to me, basing their connection off of the same level of friendliness from her that I've shown to people working in customer service. It's just part of the job.

For Caroline herself? I'm also not a fan of 'evil Caroline' takes. I mean I love a girlboss, but it sort of misses the point here. If Caroline was always evil, sadistic, and scheming, it waters down GLaDOS and her development. If Caroline is too similar to GLaDOS, it takes away from the weight of who and what GLaDOS is. If they’re too dissimilar, it’s difficult to imagine the connection between them.

The fandom was so obsessed with the incorrect— and stupid— idea that Caroline is Chell’s mother that it missed the much more obvious metaphor under their noses. Caroline is GLaDOS’s mother.

Cut from the same cloth, GLaDOS is born of her, but she isn’t her. Without Caroline, GLaDOS would never exist, but it would be absurd to say that GLaDOS is the same person that Caroline is. GLaDOS grew, changed, and became who we saw at the end of Portal 2 much in the same way that anyone grows into being their own person, not a copy of their parents.

Here I go talking about GLaDOS in this ask about Caroline— it’s impossible not to.

If you want my personal take on Caroline?

I think she was a smart woman, keeping up with the actions of a madman and holding her head above the flood of insanity. I think she was able to look the other way when she had to, anyone who worked at Aperture needed that dubious morality. That being said, I think she had a heart. We can all debate until we die whether or not GLaDOS was remotely truthful at the end of Portal 2 about deleting her, but I think there’s a reason she attributed her act of compassion to Caroline— it wasn’t Caroline forcing her hand (claw?) via possession, but rather, she is the only framework GLaDOS has to reference that feeling. That scene is definitely GLaDOS projecting her own emotions onto someone else to avoid confronting them, but I don’t think she would make that comparison for no reason, Caroline might have been how she learned that emotion, even if the feeling is all her own.

Ultimately, Caroline is a character we will only really ever understand through the lens of other characters. We can only try to extrapolate who she is from what we see and hear, but she will likely always be a bit of a mystery. She’s the ghost haunting this franchise, and I kind of love her for it.

[thepacifistrouter]

About the Portal Zelda AU

So, I wanted to post this to specifically talk about 2 of the 3 Triforce Holders in this AU.

Since I think we can all agree Chell is the most easy to understand , let's talk about the other 2.

Tbh, this, also, was born from my friend's mind, but I'll try to explain it wirh mu words cause it just clicked with me.

I know some of you, maybe even a lot of you, must think Wisdom is not exactly the Triforce piece that fits better with Wheatley exactly and that Power (or maybe none at all) would fit him better, but-but hear.... read me out!!

If you're a Zelda series fan, even if you haven't played all the games, then you must know that Princesses Zelda's role in the games are normally more like passive than active, normally the one who need to be helped or that help giving Link (who's normally the muscle and the puzzle solver) answers, directions or weapons to defeat the evilness around. She rarely takes direct action.

Far from what some think and what the game (or more like GLaDOS) wanted us to believe, I've never thought Wheatley is a moron, not a genius either, but he is not a moron, he just has his own way to think and people around him took that as moronic ideas/actions/decisions. Even if you are agreed with me about that or not, there is another important fact here... wisdom is not really attached to inteligence. Is actually more tied to the knowledge we have about life and our surroundings, how we use it and the decisions we make about it. We can see both in differents Zeldas AND in Wheatley.

Just think about it, he was easily crushed by GLaDOS when we were right in front of her, BUT, knowing there was no way he could do something to fight her so we could escape, who thought about a plan to let GLaDOS disarmed? who guide us to the right place where we could do that with no being catched in the process or to the Portal Gun? who helped us escaping from that final GLaDOS test chamber? lighted our way thinking he could die if he did? and even as a bad guy he came with some silly, but also some good ideas for his own purposes.

And some of you must be thinking, but we haven't had evil or corrupted Zeldas, we haven't had Zelda being our companion during the adventure. Uuuh, yes, yes we've had (SPOILERS FROM DIFFERENT ZELDA GAMES ALERT), for this first, what about Hylda from Lorule (a Kingdome that use to be like Hyrule), what about when Ganondorf possesed Zelda in Twilight Princess? not to for the second, we've had Spirit Truck's Zelda and we could debate if BotW Zelda could count as an spiritual companion until some point. Not to mention how she was so insecure about her fate and destiny.

Heck, we could even debate OoT Zelda's smartnes of her decisions!

As for GLaDOS

First of all... like... come on is GERUDO GLADOS, I mean, how cool is that?? how cool could that look?!! besides, I think it fits her pretty well

Let's remember GLaDOS was not meant to be the main boss of the Facility in the first place, the whole thing was made for Cave Johnson at first, but things turned out... different and here we are.

Apart of that, she is very Ganondorf coded. Arrogant, powerful, ambitious, intelligent and cunning, a great planner, she only cares about her own ends. She tried to kill everyone as soon as she was activated, and every time they tried to stop her they failed, even tricking most people into believing that she didn't. But she's not the wisest, she just happens to insult where it hurts someone who not only hates her, but also has too much power (which was indirectly her fault). She's perfect to be the first final boss of the… game?… let's say the AU.

You might be thinking, but there are not redeemed Ganondorfs or even allies in the games!!... and you're right :P but, this AU would also include a bunch of first times in Hyrule's hystory. There are things that still need to be builded, but we're letting that for another day.

Aaand that's it for.

Sorry I'm bad at summarazing n.n

Pleasedon't doubt into letting any doubt you could have about this See you next time!

[theharrowing]

Beg me and I'll think about it

Namjoon is eager to forget about everything for a night and Taehyung has just the remedy.

🤍 Dollhouse Namjoon x Collateral Taehyung

🤍 word count: ≈ 1,680

🤍 crossover episode between fics, strangers to strangers with benefits, infidelity, hints of bdsm, poly, slash, nsfw, 18+

🤍 warnings: mention of ties to a mafia and making people disappear; mention of brothel; infidelity; smut (public bathroom stall hookup; tie used as a gag; tie used as restraints; anal plug; use of a condom; hair gripping & pulling; rough anal sex; exhibitionism; a hint of humiliation; cum eating; overstimulation; use of "desperate", "good obedient boy", "daddy" and "sir".)

🤍 notes: look at us, spending more time at Paradise! this is a Dollhouse snip so there is cheating (but Taehyung is a good boy and gets permission.) also this wouldn't be a Taehyung hookup if hands weren't tied above the head. i got a little carried away with the word count lolol HAVE FUUUN!!!

🤍 written for the Harrow’s Holiday Cheer Event, requested by @sweetestofchaos 🎈 my darling Chell i love you sooo!!! i couldn't resist fulfilling both of your requests. tbh it's kind of rude to make me choose hahaha. i hope you enjoy this!!!

🤍 beta read by @neoneunnajimin

🤍 posted dec. 2023

When Taehyung cocks his eyebrow and smirks, Namjoon's heart pounds. He wonders if he may have finally worn the guy down a little. 

"That's not what I meant, and you know it," Taehyung says, tilting his chin up as if he is attempting to appear taller than Namjoon. 

"You said you make people disappear," Namjoon counters, tipping his chin up just as high.

Taehyung chuckles deep and pretty, making Namjoon smile wide. He tilts his head to the side and raises his eyebrows, and Taehyung laughs more.

"I meant physically," Taehyung finally says, shaking his head and holding piercing eye contact. "And unless you have good reason for it, I'm not going to kill your husband. Sorry, handsome; I can't eternal sunshine someone from your brain."

Namjoon makes a show of looking down at Taehyung's lips as he says, "Sure you could," before looking him in the eye. And it's not that he wants to kill Seok—literally or figuratively. He just needs a momentary lapse in judgment, is all. 

"Beg me and I'll think about it," Taehyung challenges, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Please," Namjoon says without thinking twice, waiting for Taehyung's smile to encourage him to continue. Where they stand at the bar, there are other patrons around, and Namjoon places a hand on the wooden bar top and leans in nice and close to mutter, "Please, Taehyung. I need a nice rough fuck to take my mind off of things. Please help me. I'll be so good for you. Pretty please."

Taehyung sighs and takes out his phone, thumbing around before holding it up to his ear. Curious, Namjoon stands up straight and watches, wondering who he could be calling. 

"Gguk," Taehyung says, eyes on Namjoon. "Baby, listen: you know that guy I was texting you about from the club? Dimples, yeah. I was thinking about taking him into a stall and fucking him senseless, but I wanted to check in with you first."

With each second that passes Namjoon's heart pounds and he becomes even more curious about this man. Is he asking permission from a spouse? Namjoon thumbs over his empty ring finger and allows his mind to drift to Seok for only a moment before he thinks better of it. They are on a break, after all. 

"Sounds good," Taehyung says, pulling Namjoon from his wandering thoughts. "Talk soon, baby."

Taehyung pulls the phone from his ear and slides it into his pocket, then he takes Namjoon by the black satin tie around his neck and turns to walk toward the bathrooms. 

"A stall, hmm?" Namjoon asks, chuckling. He knows this place has private dance rooms and has heard rumors of there being a brothel downstairs. But he feels a thrill over having a quick and dirty public fuck. 

"Take this off," Taehyung instructs, giving the tie one more yank before dropping it and loosening his own. 

Namjoon does as he is told as they approach the men's room. He does not bother to ask why; whatever Taehyung has in mind, Namjoon is happy to provide. He did, after all, seek out one of the top clubs in the city that is supposedly run by the mob with the hope of meeting someone dangerous to thrill him tonight. What luck that Taehyung approached him so fast. 

"Pick a stall, any stall," Taehyung sing-songs, turning to Namjoon with a smile that appears inexplicably dangerous. 

There are three stalls, all of which are open, and Namjoon walks to the center one, paying no mind to the fluorescent blue room beyond the open door that he seeks. He hears Taehyung chuckle behind him, and when he turns around, he watches as Taehyung pulls the door closed and locks it. 

Taehyung grabs onto the end of Namjoon's tie and pulls it from around his neck, then he balls it up and opens his mouth the way an adult would tell a child to open wide for a bite of food. Obediently, Namjoon opens wide. 

He is not sure why he is surprised when Taehyung shoves the tie into his mouth, and he does his best to adjust his tongue against the material, attempting not to gag.

Taehyung pulls his own black tie from around his neck and takes Namjoon's wrists, raising them waist-high and very quickly binding them together. Muffled sounds come from Namjoon's mouth as he attempts to ask what Taehyung is doing before accepting his fate. 

"Up," Taehyung instructs, lifting Namjoon's hands over his head and securing the makeshift restraint to a little metal hook on the stall door.  

"Are you bottom ready?" Taehyung asks and Namjoon nods. He cleaned himself and is currently wearing a silicone plug. 

Taehyung hums and says, "Good," as he reaches around Namjoon and undoes his belt and then his slacks and shoves the garment down, along with his briefs.

Fingertips press and tug on the silicone plug, sending a jolt of pleasure through Namjoon and forcing a muffled whimper from his throat. Then slowly it is pulled out, and Namjoon feels Taehyung tugging at his slacks, which are bunched around his knees, wondering if he is storing the plug in his pocket for safekeeping. 

At the sound of a lube bottle cap opening, Namjoon allows his eyes to flutter closed. He hears a belt come undone, then a zipper, followed by the ripping of a condom wrapper, the rustling of fabric, and a low hiss. Then he hears slick skin rubs over latex-covered skin and feels the blunt tip of Taehyung's cock rub against his rim. 

Taehyung roughly takes Namjoon by the hair and yanks his head back enough to sting, sounding bored as he warns, "This might hurt a little."

Namjoon attempts to say, "Yes, please," but just drools and mutters uselessly.

In a swift thrust, Taehyung spears Namjoon deep, causing his back to bow as he groans loudly. That plug he wore is nowhere near the girth of Taehyung's cock and the pleasure-pain is blinding. Namjoon smiles as best as he can while he pants through his nose; this is already better than he could have hoped for.

Taehyung holds tight to his hair and sets a pace so rough, Namjoon worries he might inhale his tie if he is not careful. He wonders if it is possible that this man could break him in half. His mouth hangs open, fabric held loosely between his teeth while spilling from his lips and the stall rattles with each thrust in perfect rhythm with the loud slap of Taehyung's thighs against his ass. 

It feels good. So good, Namjoon instantly begins to slip into subspace, grateful for the stall door holding him up. His head aches where Taehyung holds it, and when Taehyung grips tightly to his hip to assist with thrusting even deeper, Namjoon wonders if his fingertips will bruise his skin.

"So tight and desperate," Taehyung groans close to Namjoon's ear, sending a shiver along his spine. "Just listen to you sob. Maybe I should take the gag out of your mouth so the whole place can hear you screaming my name." 

Namjoon would love for the entire building to know just how good he feels; that is why he picked the middle stall, after all. The thought of being caught makes his neglected cock twitch. 

As if the devil himself has heard and answered Namjoon's prayers, he hears the bathroom door open and someone walk in. Taehyung does not relent on Namjoon, fucking just as hard, fast, and loud. 

Although he cannot make out what the newcomer mutters, he does hear the unmistakable sound of a zipper going down and the person pissing. This sends a delicious thrill of shame through Namjoon, and he practically cums on himself knowing he can be heard getting fucked so good. 

"Squeezing me so fucking tight," Taehyung groans, tightening his grip on Namjoon's hair. "You like having an audience, huh?"

Namjoon mutters uselessly as he attempts to nod his head. Pleasure sears through Namjoon's veins white hot and overwhelming as tears pool in his eyes and he worries he might not be able to hold off his orgasm much longer. 

"Show me just how much you like it," Taehyung commands as his hand leaves Namjoon's hip to lift his shirt up over his stomach and grab onto the tip of his cock. Namjoon's eyes squeeze shut and he whimpers loudly as the third party washes their hands in the sink and Taehyung growls, "Cum for me."

It takes two tugs of his cock before Namjoon cums in Taehyung's hand, legs quaking beneath him as his body tenses and relaxes, torn asunder by intense pleasure. Taehyung moans softly in Namjoon's ear, deep voice breaking around air as he mutters, "Fuck, that took no time at all. What a good, obedient boy."

"Thank you, daddy," Namjoon mindlessly mutters into the wet fabric that gags him, mind temporarily broken as he forgets where he is and who he is with. 

Taehyung releases Namjoon's hair and his cock, letting his shirt fall and undoubtedly get cum onto it. Then he pulls the soiled tie from Namjoon's mouth and presses cum-covered fingers to his lips. 

"Clean my fingers, little pet," Taehyung instructs and Namjoon does as he is told, licking his own release as best as he can while Taehyung continues to pound his increasingly overstimulated ass.

"I want you to get hard and cum for me one more time," Taehyung instructs. "Can you do that for me?"

"I can try," Namjoon mutters, voice broken and dreamy. 

"I'm sorry, I think I misheard you," Taehyung responds, voice sharp—almost angry. "I think what you meant to say was, Yes, sir."

"Yes, sir," Namjoon parrots, arms hanging limp and head threatening to slam into the stall door as Taehyung returns his hand to Namjoon's cock and begins to stroke him. 

Namjoon whimpers and does his best to relax as he becomes erect once more. He is determined to be obedient just for Taehyung, and he hopes more strangers come into the bathroom and overhear them.

WOOF WOOF BARK BARK BARK. 😩🥵😅 oh, have i missed Dollhouse Namjoon. it was nice getting into his head a little (and allowing him to get some after all that he has been through.) did you enjoy this???

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