#I remember now....you actually make use of hashtags to FIND things right???

[melancholicmarionette]

Lmao remember months ago I asked for q&a suggestions for my Sam and Valerie podcast brainrot and then never did anything? It’s bc I only got to like two and then left this in my drafts. I’ve decided it’s fine. merry crisis and happy hanukkah

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Graveyard Gals Episode 15: Q&A Special Just for You

“Welcome. I’m Sam.”

“I’m Val.”

“We’re not friends.”

“We have exactly one thing in common and that’s that we are always down to record us arguing for an hour.”

“Because you guys like it for some reason?”

“Yeah, what’s wrong with you?”

“Anyway,” Sam leaned back in her chair, adjusting her headphones, “if you’re still here after we insulted you, then please congratulate us for making fifteen episodes.”

“She needs constant validation,” Valerie said, smirking at the flash of anger that shot through Sam’s eyes as a result.

“This will also be our last episode, she will be dead after recording.”

“Gotta film that sweet sweet content before I beat your ass in a back alley, I see,” Valerie replied, “anyway—to celebrate our fifteenth and perhaps final episode, we have gathered some of your most burning questions from the comment section—”

“Our friends did, for impartiality,” Sam clarified, “Tucker and Danny picked mine, Star chose for Valerie, and as I say it out loud I think that I, at leas, may have made a mistake.”

“We’ll see,” Val said. She scrolled through her phone, finding the google doc her friend had crafted for her—it was a spreadsheet, really, Star couldn’t resist an opportunity to make a spreadsheet—for her first question. “Okay, first—ugh.”

“Read it. You have to.”

“Jesus—BokChoyJoy23 asks ‘when are you actually going to do local ghost smash or pass?’” Valerie waited for Sam’s cackling to die down before continuing, making direct eye contact with her camera, “You’re actually one of many to ask. One of so many. And I don’t regret to inform you that that is something Manson says to piss me off.”

“When there’s a lull—we can’t have lulls,” Sam interjected, “and can I say? Bold of you to assume I won’t do it.”

“We’re moving on.”

“For now. Put a pin in it—but we have something way more important to address: SailorGoon—fantastic username, no notes—asks ‘do you think the genie ghost would help me with my gender transition?’ Oh. Oh SailorGoon.”

“SailorGoon, look at me,” Valerie said sternly, and stared unblinkingly into her own face cam, “or if you’re listening just pay close attention—do not ask Desiree for anything. Nothing. I don’t care if you just need a pen. No.”

“Please seek out other resources,” Sam retreated to her phone for a moment, “I’m actually gonna—someone I follow actually has a linktree specifically for stuff like that, I’m gonna repost it to our account—by the time you see this it’ll be posted. We’re in the past.”

“You’re in the future, you’re living your best life in like…”

“In your best gender.”

“Yes—and you’re not trusting genies.”

“Or like just…not Desiree.”

“Are you gonna ‘hashtag NotAllGenies’ me here Manson?”

“Would it make you mad?”

“Livid.”

“Then I’m making a graphic, it’s gonna go…” Sam traced her finger across an empty space in front of her, “right along here. Hashtag NotAllGenies.”

[plothole-in-one]

Dancing with Deceit || Bill Cipher || Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I took three full steps back.

“Absolutely not,” I said.

“What?! You don’t like presents? They’re organic! Very locally sourced!”

“I’m gonna be sick.”

He pouted. Pouted. “Fine, no appreciation for craftsmanship around here...” He snapped his fingers, and the teeth were gone. immediately popped, confetti bursting out with a wet, meaty splat.

“WHAT was that made of?!”

“You don’t want to know!” he sing-songed.

Right. Okay. So that’s where we were at. Teeth jokes and confetti made of god-knows-what. This was my life now. Cool. Okay.

I pressed my hands over my face and groaned. “Okay. Okay. I let you out. Yay for me. Can I go now?”

“You could..” Bill said, spinning lazily in the air. “But that’d be boring.”

“I like boring. Boring is nice. Boring doesn’t come with extradimensional horror.”

“Too late, kiddo! You shook my hand, remember? That’s a contract.”

“...What?”

He grinned wider. “A binding agreement! You invited me in! You initiated contact! You said, and I quote, ‘sup, shake on it?’”

“That wasn’t legally binding! All I did was shake your hand!!”

“Oh, ho ho!” He laughed, a little too loud. “You’re thinking human law, my dear walking meat popsicle!! I’m talking cosmic law. And guess what? In the Eyes That Watch Beyond Time, that counts as a signature!!!~”

I blinked. “...So what, you’re stuck with me now?”

Bill shook his head around and and his pupils rotated looking like a magic eight ball getting stuck on a bad answer. “Hmm... unclear. Let’s find out together! Adventure! Betrayal! Maybe a little screaming! C'mon kid!!!”

Before I could ask what that meant, the trees around us shuddered. I mean—actually moved. again. Like someone had pressed fast forward on the forest, and it was trying to un-grow itself.

I whipped around. “What the hell is—?!”

“Ohhh,” Bill said with glee, “yeah, that’s a side effect. You break a time-lock and it does weird stuff to the local geometry. Might be a bit... bendy for a while. Or forever!”

“Are we safe?!”

“Well I am.”

Of course. Of course he was.

"Kid, you really shouldn't hang out here too long!! seriously!! This place could start colliding. in on itself!!"

I grabbed my flashlight and stuffed it in my bag. “Okay. Okay. Nope. I’m going home.”

“Great! Road trip!” Bill said, zipping around me in a spiral of light. "I am coming with!! Hashtag BESTIESS!!!!"

“...I live in a trailer outside of town.”

“Oh, wow. Retro.” He snapped his fingers.“Very aesthetic. Very creepypasta-core.”

I groaned again. “Bill. That makes NO sense.. You’re not coming with me.”

“I am bound to you. Cosmic law. Plus, it’s not safe to wander the timeline alone anymore. You broke the lock. You’re on the radar now.”

“Radar?! What radar?!”

“Oh, you know. The usual. Memory leeches. Reverse-doppelgangers. The guy who sells faces in the alleyway”

“...You’re making that up.”

Bill zipped up to me again. “Aren’t you a paranormal researcher? This is the jackpot! Think of all the things you could study!”

I gave him a long, hard look. “I think you just want a place to crash.”

“I’ve been stone for decades! Let a space and time chaos demon have a break!”

I pointed at him. “No reality-breaking. No messing with my brain. No spontaneous eldritch puppets.”

“ fine. I’ll be good. Scout’s honor!” He sprouted a finger-crossing gestures with his hands.

I stared. “Whatever. fine.”

I sighed. “If you melt my microwave, I’m calling an exorcist.”

“They cant stop me!! I’ll eat them.”

“Of course you will.”

And with that, I trudged out of the clearing. Every few steps, I glanced over my shoulder, half expecting him to vanish or burst into flames or something. But nope. Still there. Still smug.

Still my problem.

NEXT CHAPTER>>

[riddles-n-games]

TIG Blog Announcement

Hey, TIG fandom. I have a massive undertaking that's going to span throughout The Grandest Game series. If you noticed today's post called the "TGG To-Do List", that's going to be a new segment on the blog. Also, I'm going to start another called "TGG Mysteries" which will address the major mysteries we know of going into The Grandest Game. I may also start a third called TGG Theories but we'll get to that later. Anyways, TGG To-Do List and TGG Mysteries will be two new additions on my blog headings for you to check out.

I will also be incorporating a series of new hashtags: #tggtodolist, as you likely already saw, #tggmysteries, and #tggtheories.

Now, what is going on with this? Well, under TGG To-Do List and TGG Mysteries, you'll find all entries related to the tags and there will likely be several parts. However, I don't want to just do this myself. I've already been talking to several people about clues on the covers and in the past books. @hathorneheiress and @carmenpowerpuffgirl, you are my inspo for this so kudos to you before I continue.

As a community, there are many minds with different thought processes and ideas. Like in the last few days we've been guessing and spinning theories left, right, and through the roof which is why I believe we can all make contributions to this. So here's what I want you to do. If you have ideas to add to the to-do list or have theories pertaining to the mysteries, send an ask or put one of the hashtags listed on here and tag me so I can put a link to your entry.

I want to see to see this list grow. I know for sure that many of you are hungry for content but the truth is we already have much of it here and who knows how many new things we can put together from the old clues. Remember what Jameson told Avery in The Final Gambit?

"That puts us halfway through, and my grandfather would say that's a good point to step back. Go back to the beginning. Consider the framing and your charge." (The Final Gambit)

I don't know what mark we're at. I don't know how far we have to go. I don't know if we're that much closer. But, what I do know is we have four books in our possession and we have five covers that give us clues and there's also a whole lot of us. Surely, that's enough to start somewhere. Maybe this is our Saturday morning where we get to show we're extraordinary but we know that already so let's do just that. We've been taught how to think like Hawthornes; are you ready to prove that? This is your chance.

Please comment, reblog, and like this to spread the news. If we actually connect and do this, I know that we'll have a lot more fun in the months of waiting and could decode more than ever before. Who's ready to do this?

Remember: Opposites attract. There are clues in the Final Gambit. Only one can win.

(Not gonna lie, I felt like Avery announcing the Grandest Game in the epilogue of The Final Gambit writing this.)

"On your marks, boys," Tobias Hawthorne said on the recording. "Get set. Go." (The Final Gambit)

[londonspirit]

Sarah's Starfury Republic Of Pirates Con Ramblings

Now then… it’s been a whole week, my brain’s more or less functioning again so let’s try and remember, shall we?! 

Just… this is NOT a real con report, I barely remember things that were talked about (although I will attempt to collect posts and such from Bluesky and Discord) but mostly HOW the whole weekend make me feel. If you wanna read about that, knock yourself out. If not, you need to go and find people that posted about it (#SFROP, #AirportCon and #StarfuryPirates seem to be the hashtags used on assorted social media) 

Anyhow, my R and I arrived Thursday afternoon, dropped our stuff at the hotel and went into London for some Christmassy sightseeing (did NOT know you need a ticket for the just opened Winter Wonderland but we got in anyways). It was FREEZING so perfect for a Christmas market. We got back ‘home’ late - and we were the only ones on the bus back to the hotel!!! 

Friday morning started … not as planned. I’d forgotten that I had the event set in my calendar. WITH alarm. So it woke us at SEVEN freaking am when we could’ve slept much longer as things wouldn’t start before the afternoon. 

Well, we were up way too early so we went to hunt for breakfast. I had checked out the area and I knew there was a breakfast cafe only 15 minutes away. The weather was amazing (sunny, blue skies, cold) so we walked. 

Karma is a fucking bitch, but every now and then, she does the right thing. 

While we were wandering, a guy came towards us: blond, bundled up stylishly against the cold, sunglasses on his nose, with not a care in the world. There was something familiar about him. My breath literally hitched. 

“Uhm, R, is that… Mr Darby?” I asked my friend, keeping my voice down as he came closer. 

She nodded carefully, not looking at me. “It is.” 

Trying to keep our shit together and NOT scare the poor man, we kept walking; he kept walking, ignoring us (rightfully so; we weren’t wearing anything pirate related so hopefully he thought we were regular passer-bys). 

And FUCK ME, that man is HOT!! I mean, usually he doesn’t do much for me (I'm a Taika girl!) but that morning? With the sun shining down on him, being all casual and stuff? Reader, my knees were buckling and my heart was RACING!!!  We waited until he was out of earshot (we’re considerate like that!) before we lost our shit - and losing our shit we did!!! There was lots of squealing and giggling and our morning was sooo made (See, waking up too early did have its advantages then!!!) 

Breakfast was nice (The Flying Egg cafe https://maps.app.goo.gl/oyZ3YED3bkq5oamF6 is really good and cost less than hotel breakfast!)  After that we did some shopping (some snacks and drinks to save some money; which has led to me having the most ridiculous bottle opener ever!) and went back, starting to get ready for registration. 

God, this fandom is the LOVELIEST. I went down to the lobby to check how things were going; instantly were met with somebody asking my name and pronouns, giving me a name sticker and explained the newbies how things usually went.  Met some folks I’ve met before, finally met some I only knew online, the usual.  Registration went smoothly, and then we went to find dinner before it was time for the opening ceremony. It still feels weird to actually SEE them, in the flesh, in all their beautiful pirate glory!!! 

It went by quickly, just a few words, hi, happy to be here, bit jetlagged (Rhys and Vico), drove down with his equipment (Kristian), we’re going to have a great time! Barely 10 minutes or so and they were off again, like a gorgeous dream. 

BUT there was the ‘speedating M&G’ right after so we wandered over, loosely sticking with the people from our table. And we ended up with some of those back at another table, waiting for one of them to sit down and talk to us/us talking to them!!! 

We had BARELY any questions, and trying to figure out what to say/ask was hilarious! BUT we made plans for the switching seats so everyone could sit next to them and not only two people. 

I think Kristian came first and it was a bit awkward as we didn’t really know what to talk about. I asked him how he was, somehow nobody has asked him (?) so it went from there, just a bit of chit chat, mostly German swear words, bits of GoT (which he liked that I’ve never watched it O_O)  and stuff like that, and then he was off again already. 

After that we got Rhys which DAMN, up close? Even more devastating, the grey in the stubble was KILLING me (in the very best ways!). He was a tad tired but we got him to talk about his foster cats which was lovely. 

After that we waited for quite a while (lots of Gold tickets and only 5 guests); we were joking they were avoiding us as we didn’t have anything interesting to ask. But then came Nathan (I REALLY don’t know the order anymore, sorry) and he was such a surprise. He straight away asked where everyone was from and EASILY got the conversation going which I had NOT expected! He was amused about the many Germans at the con, told us he’d be here this weekend (Comic Con in Stuttgart). [He was sat next to me, and touched my arm a few times while talking which O_O]. 

For Con and Vico we had people who wanted to sit next to them so we devised a plan to switch seats (we didn’t know who would be next) and when Con came over, people stood and switched and he somehow thought (jokingly) we were running and wanted to race them. 

He started with a dad finger trick to break the ice (which worked beautifully) so I told him a stupid dad joke back (Which bees give milk? … booBEES! I don't know, I heard that just a few days before!) The scolding and eye-roll I got for that was gorgeous! *hehe* That man’s just the sweetest; I don’t really remember what we all talked about but he was sadly gone way too quickly. (My R sat next to him and she was in heaven!!). Oh, and she asked him about theatre and/or musical and the answer was basically that theatre isn't really what he wants to do unless it's the right play and the right director (and even then probably NOT in London which is a shame but yeah...)

Next up: Vico. GUH!!! I fucking LOVE them. Their energy was through the roof and they were talking a mile a minute! What did we talk about? I can’t remember. OH! They loved my earrings (as did a few others) which made me very happy!!! What I do remember (and I begged R before to NOT let me do it) was that I had to gush about Vico’s hair. I'm a hairdresser, and their hair journey from the mohawk to the curly mullet now is just so GAH for me. So yeah, I told them how much I love it and their face fucking LIT UP!!! I mean, I'm passionate about hair but they just fueled that passion and GOD, their eyes are insanely beautiful!! HNGNGGH! (also got touches on the arm so yeah… *heart eyes*) 

(Also, their handler had to remind them thrice that their time was up as they didn’t manage to find an end! Aww.) 

Eventually it was over and everyone floated out, clearly very high on pirate love!!! 

After that there was the party where the music BEFOREHAND was just horrible (more suited to a SPN con than ours) so of course my R went up there and taught them about pirate music!! I'm still laughing about her gesturing passionately while our table watched in awe!! 

We signed Kristian’s massive birthday card (made and passed around by Fyre; I REALLY hope he’s got it!) and went to bed not too late as we had a BUSY Saturday ahead of us and we didn’t want to look like ghosts!! 

So yeah, that was (Thursday and) Friday!! 

(pics from SF's Twitter page)

Saturday morning, getting up, getting ready for photos!! PHOTOS WITH VICO AND CON, cause I KNEW I just had to have these two!!! (auto were included with Gold so I could get these signed; I brought Kristian’s book and we got posters so I could have Rhys sign one of these. Nathan was an extra guest and NOT included which was okay with me.) 

I had two separate outfits, one for my Vico pic, one for Con. I was a bit  worried about timing but it all went super smoothly and quickly so I had time to change. 

Con was first. And set the stage quite Con-style!

“I had fucking coffee. Bring it on!” or something like that when he came out!!! I love that man.

We were pretty much first in queue; I went up to him, still VERY calm and collected which I do NOT know where that came from. (Maybe because they’re not celebrities, they’re fans of the show just as us and it shows!!) He wanted to put his arm around my shoulder when I stepped up and then fucking ASKED if it was okay. Mentally I was screaming. Outwards I was like, sure but I want a hug anyways if that's okay. 

“Sure,” he said and then pulled me against himself so hard I almost stumbled against him (*I* can see that in the pic) and then wrapped his arms around me and my brain went offline. It was over way too soon. I said thank you and wandered off, brain still going eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhh! *lol* 

After that we queued for Vico. (What I LOVE about the SF cons (or this one, at least) while you queue you can watch everyone else which was soo fucking lovely. Again, they’re FANS like us and it fucking shows in everything they do!!! 

Once it was my turn with Vico their bright smile almost knocked me back over (esp since apparently they had been up since THREE FREAKING AM for an audition or so; they posted a video). 

“Can I have a hug?” I asked, and they were against me in a heartbeat! And they were the only one I could actually smell. And GOD, they smelled so good. And they’re soo freaking tiny!!! And yet, soo much strength. Of all my pics I love this one soo fucking much. And it shows which I love even more!!! 

After that we were done and sadly had to leave the room. 

Back to the panel room we went, blocking a table for the few lovely people we connected with and just after noon, Con and Nathan took the stage. 

These two together are fucking LETHAL!! It went downhill VERY VERY quickly. I can’t remember shitall, I know my belly hurt from all the laughing, at one point I might have teared up (first of many many more over the weekend) because of Con’s intense plea to look after each other in these times. This cast, I swear. 

There were cakes to bake at knifepoint, Con O’Neill being very very passionate about cheese: he will scold you HARD if you pair it with the wrong everything; Nathan VERY devastated that he had to wait to see Wicked until AFTER the con! And so much more, there’s a lovely person here on Tumblr, who posted about the panels which I will reblog in a sec! 

After these two manics where Vico and Kristian. This was tad more subdued even though Vico was still their bubbling, hyper self. I think there were talk about them loving dragons, music… god, my memory on the actual panels is shit! SORRY! 

Next up was Rhys (solo). He talked about a lot of things but what stuck with me (naturally) was the love and respect he has for Taika and his genius. He said he wished Taika would do cons so he could feel the love just like they did!!! I might have made noises. Rhys would love to work with him again, he’s brilliant… he was praising him a lot and my heart melted!! Their friendship is the most beautiful thing!!! GUH!! 

There was talk about Costa Rica which made the whole room explode with laughter, him talking about his craft, and how very much he still loves Stede and the show. (if anyone has more concrete things, PLEASE TELL ME, my brain’s a sieve. I kept staring at the man, still baffled to actually be in the same room as him!) 

He closed out the panel portion of the day; after that were autographs! And we had decided to get them all on Saturday so we had the Sunday for panels and no need to rush anywhere. (HA!) 

Again, what with being Gold and single numbers on the badge we were there early. I had my pics from earlier with Con and Vico which I wanted signed; Con looked at it and nodded approvingly: ‘That’ll do’, he said a few times; sadly I didn’t have much else to say to him so I thanked him and wandered over to Vico. 

 Ugh, I love them soo much. ‘Look at how CUTE we are’ they said (and wrote on it). And yes, we are. Told them how much i loved the pic, and that I’ll be replacing my DT pic on my socials with ours! Their FACE!! Guh. Seriously, they’re fucking GLOWING from the inside and it’s blinding!!! 

Kristian was next. I had his book; he asked whether I read it (not through yet, started a few weeks ago which he wasn’t too bothered about) and then… he bloody showed me two german words somebody had written down for him (or possibly he himself had found) and wanted to know what they meant. (they were rude words describing people with a lively sexual life)! I mean, i did NOT have teaching Kristian Nairn German words on my bingo card but here we were. Corrected one word as it was written wrong (WHAT?) and tried to explain it - not entirely right- but he was satisfied. His grin was very happy when he said goodbye! *shakes head* This cast, I swear. 

I had Rhys sign one of the posters as I didn’t have anything else with me. And can I tell you, being smirked and fucking WINKED at, does things to you you’re not ready for!!!! HNGNGGN!!! (which def sold me on making CHOICES the next  morning!)  I know I thanked them all for coming over and hoped they were enjoying the con and themselves so not being a total idiot, I guess *hehe*

After that we needed food and got ready for the Cosplay contest later that evening. 

The WHOLE DAMN CAST came out to judge it!!! ALL OF THEM! 

And GOD, this fandom is soo fucking talented!!! The costumes, the CARE people put into it, the blood, sweat and tears… it’s INSANE!! 

The deserved winner was wearing coat that depicted ALL OF SEASON 1!! They went and added ALL THE TINY DETAILS onto it… it‘s madness and the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Also, TEARS because FUCK ME, having the the creator and cast talk about it and the love for our show and start choking on tears is NOT helping me stay calm!!! 

After that, more party which we did since Kristian was dj’ing and Vico was dancing their little heart out until 11 or so (Nathan was also still there). We stayed a bit longer once they’ve left as we didn’t have much going on on Sunday… 

… or so I thought!!! 

Sunday morning started quiet with a late alarm as only R had things happening before the panels. (And the morning photos had been pushed back half an hour anyways!)  We went for breakfast… and somewhere between coffee and cornflakes I was like ‘I cannot leave here with only two pictures when there’s FIVE cast members here, can I?!’ S was NOT helping and soon we were ordering pics, racing back to paint a face on and then we were queueing again for more photos!!! 

Nathan was first and I was the 2nd in line and he was tired *lol* So that one’s a bit boring! 

Kristian remembered a) my name and b) that I was German so he greeted me with ‘Guten Morgen’ which was lovely, and I love that we’re both a tad unhinged in the pic from the giggling! 

And then Rhys. I swear that man wants to kill  me with that casual unexpected HOTNESS. That morning he was wearing what he was wearing and I WAS NOT READY!! *breathes heavily* But then again, you never are so yeah. 

Anyhow, I knew I didn’t want an ordinary pic with him, and was pondering what pose to do. And somehow a ‘back to back’ felt like the right choice. R wanted to do the same so once she was done and he wanted to turn back again, I was like ‘nah, just stay like that, I want the same’ which made him smile. So yeah, I REALLY like that picture!!! *sighs happily* 

We were still lingering about, just watching them ‘work’, waiting for our new friends but eventually we had to leave! I saw some wonderful pics done (I think this particular one was take the day before:  everyone looking everywhere BUT the camera, which was hilarious!) 

After that we went back into the main hall only to find our new friends having saved us spaces at the table (that’s why I LOVE those cons, you just find YOUR people!) 

First panel was Vico and Nathan which I remember shit all about!!! *hides* I can’t for the life of me remember any specifics. 

I'm pretty sure there were some Wicked stings which made Nathan wail; oh and I think that was the one where the poor man disclosed that he hates CRABS which naturally made Vico tease him merciless about it!!! *lol* According to Discord there was also talk about carol singers in everywhere else and then in PR which apparently is them yelling at people in their houses until they let them in (Vico REALLY needs to do more comedy, their timing is fucking IMPECCABLE!!) Also, audio work (which reminds me I REALLY need to check that out, I need some Vico readings in my car!) 

After that: Rhys and Con. That was a pairing I was looking forward to a LOT as they’re usually not put together in a one on one. And BOY was that a hoot!!! 

Con his grumpy lovely self, Rhys a bit less jetlagged (yet still annoyed at the tech people chattering backstage when he’s trying to listen to questions; they stopped talking after that and he was fine.) 

KEVIN!!!

It’s THE running gag already (Rhys said it’d be dead in a week, Con doubted that,, and he’ll win THAT bet: there’s stickers and SHIRTS already which will make an appearance at random Rhys gigs next year so yeah…) It’s got something to do with Con assuming there just has to be a sex tape with Rhys (no idea HOW he got there) and that it had to be with someone named Kevin (Rosie’s name fell a few times too; it was CHAOS I tell ya!) and I think it was Rhys who yelled ‘Kevin, give me the tape(s)’!!! Which is now a thing and I’ll be randomly yell that at pirates and/or Kevin’s I will cross paths with in the future!!! It was fucking hysterical and I'm still giggling just thinking about it! 

Rhys did take a fake phonecall with his agent, about Star Trek and Star Wars, about cities to visit in Japan and Con was cackling in the most delightful way while Rhys looked very smug about making us all laugh. 

Their back and forth was AMAZING; for some reason that surprised me, but they’re soo good together (another reason why I'm sad there's not more!) I think there was a dinosaur question in there too; the hour was over way too fast, I could’ve listened to them so ages. But R and I had tickets for Con’s fan meet so we left a bit early eben though the man in question was still on stage (which makes me sad because apparently we missed that ‘Izzy wouldn’t officiate Ed’s and Stede’d wedding, he’d rather watch them fuck.’ EXCUSE YOU?!?!? (and yes, i'm pretty damn sure there’s another Steddyhand fic in the making for me if I can find the energy to write again)  

So yeah, Fan Meet. (I bought it as a present for R in case she’d miss out; she did on the Saturday one; and it was planned as a gift but she bought one herself in time so I went along; what a hardship! *grins*) 

About 20 of us in a room, with one Con O’Neill. Oh, that man. The sweetest grumpiest man I’ve ever loved! He’s sooo fucking kind and lovely; loves his dog desperately; is in fact married (which we assumed but it was nice that he eventually got tired of trying to stick with ‘partner’ and just switched to ‘husband’ - my heart soared at that.) Fyre did a lovely write up of that one, so I’ll link to that. (R asked the last q about Cooper and my heart is still aching for him!) 

We floated back out once it was over and back into the main hall where Nathan was Kristian’s guest for WJW. And no, I don’t remember one bloody thing about it, sorry! 

Hm, when did Sean announced the gifted pic? Was it before the first panel? Anyways, since basically all pics and autos were done on Saturday, everyone got gifted one of the group pics and we ALL could get them signed: Gold even WITH Nathan. FOR FREE!! (So yeah, not one bad word about SF - they’re not perfect, I know that, and Sean’s not the most people'y person but that was a VERY nice thing!) 

So yeah, after the last panel back to the auto room we went… where we would stay for the next 2 hours or so, waiting our turn because especially Con and Vico took their time chatting. 

I didn’t mind one bit; I could watch them for hours; we chatted with fellow crew and I personally had the most wonderful time. 

I'm now the very proud owner of a signed pic, got to talk a bit more to them all (gushing to Vico some more about their hair) and in general got way more for my money then I could’ve ever hoped!!! 

Once we emerged we were famished and went for food before it was back into the main hall for the Closing. 

And once again, this cast is the most magical out there!!! Everyone said a little bit, most of them told us to stick together, look after each other in these hard times ['FUCK 'EM' - Con O'Neill about everyone who wants to fuck with us!] and were the most beautiful souls out there. I teared up more than once and barely kept myself from just wailing loudly! Such wonderful people who love our little show almost more than we do. *sighs* 

The room was so full of love and joy and happiness. And sadness, yeah but there was one last party to go to. Which we did. Vico came out as well although they stayed in the foyer, just chatting to people and from what I’ve heard it was wonderful for everyone. 

We went to bed rather early as we still had to pack because we had to leave rather early. 

Goodbyes were said, hugs were hugged and off we went. 

Now it’s been over a week, and im still not really back in the real world. It still feels surreal to have these memories, have the pics and autos, have all the AMAZING gifts people handed out which I will treasure massively. 

Sadly we already know that this was a one off (which makes me unbelievably glad we went) so I will always have the most incredible memories of this wet and windy weekend in November in a hotel full of pirates and queer joy and happiness. Which will stick with me even more than meeting the cast: seeing everyone just be their beautiful unique self, without fear, without having to hide themselves away, be loud and proud and as queer and diverse as they can be!!! EVERYONE understood, everyone cared and GOD, isn’t that the most amazing thing? 

That Jenkins' little show was able to do this?! One of the many many reasons I fucking adore this show and everyone involved!!! 

So yeah, that’s it. Probably the longest I’ve written about an event I’ve been to; as I said, it’s more about feelings than proper report but I’d like to have that here. And if you’ve read it all, CONGRATULATIONS, you deserve ALL THE COOKIES for sticking with my insane ramblings! 

#CrewForLife has never been truer than with this show and its beautiful people!!! 

[sweetmariihs2]

🪄My thoughts on Cedric The Sorcerer🌙 (until now)

(not that anyone cares idk i just wanna talk about him, it's a lot of random thoughts and it's messy, but it's fun to read I guess)

Did you like that cute moodboard I did for him? It took me like 10 minutes I loved it. It fits him so well I'm so proud of myself for doing this. The whimsigothic aesthetic matches him so well I wish more people knew it so we would have tons of moodboards and cute stuff of him in this aesthetic it would be so nice. Ok let me start my post

I wanna share some headcanons, talk about my first impressions, it's not really organized I just wrote down whatever I remembered and the result was that. I wanna share my new hyperfocus with more people, that's what I'm doing here today :)

Everything started when I saw this man on Tumblr and though "who's this guy and why is princess Sophia next to him?", when I clicked on the hashtag out of curiosity I understood that it's because he's a character from the cartoon, and I was like "lol another tumblr sexyman again let's move on keep doing my things and interacting with my fandoms" (december 24)

I also mentioned it to my friend on IG bc I saw a reels that was like "you don't have any weird fictional crushes right?" and then proceeds to show us an edit of him with millions of hearts around. I sent it to her and said "omg I saw ppl talking about this on tumblr" and we just laughed a lot because it was something we did not expected (not mean laughs, they were genuine laughs of shock and because that was very unexpected like HOW IN THE WORLD, and she remembered him in the show while I didn't)

Some days later I saw more fanarts of him on tumblr and that made me a little curious, but not enough to search about the subject.

After some days I just couldn't forget him, and that's when I searched his name on youtube purposely trying to find compilations of his funny moments to understand what was happening

And boy I did

At this point was just having fun and laughing thinking "omg another guy who's sassy, has good personality and is another ugly-atractive character that has a fandom on tumblr, I got it, he's very nice" and I went to do other stuff again but this man just DIDN'T CAME OUT OF MY MIND

Just making an interruption here, I loved watching Disney Junior as a kid, maybe when I was six or seven, idk I don't remember, and I was a huge fan of Sofia The First, it was one of my favorite cartoons from Disney Jr alongside Doc McStuffins and Art Attack. AND I JUST DON'T REMEMBER CEDRIC IT'S LIKE I NEVER SAW HIM IN THAT SHOW, EVER. I literally don't remember him being part of the cast i'm sorry Cedric 😭 now he stands out so much to me, he's carrying the whole show on his back. Btw now that I mentioned Disney Junior I would like to say that here in Brazil Sofia First is actually called Little Princess Sofia, and Doc McStuffins is Doctor Toys. Sometimes I call Sofia "Princess Sofia" but I don't even know if that's how they call her in the english version, I watched everything on portuguese 😭 but ok let's move on (I have more things to say related to the brazillian dub, but let me finish my train of thought first)

As I was saying this man just didn't came out of my mind, and I was like "Oh no another hyperfocus where people around me will make fun of me because they will say that he's ugly and that liking kid's shows is something weird 😭 I can't take this anymore" and I tried to deny it but I CAN'T i'm almost making a pinterest board for him, I just accepted my fate (gonna draw fanarts soon and no one can stop me)

I found a list of every chapter he's in and i'm watching every. single. one. of. them. I watched the movie first, and boy this is gave me so much nostalgia because I remember some vague objects and scenes from when I was a kid, I used to love the Disney Princesses, when I got a little older I started watching Descendants, I grew up watching Tangled and Frozen and I swear to god I almost teared up from nostalgia during the episode Rapunzel shows up, and they didn't changed her voice actor, that's what got me. It was like travelling back to a time I didn't even remembered that existed anymore. Because since I haven't seen Sofia The First in about 10 years, I don't even remember anything FROM the show except for some parts, and that this show had so much old Disney energy that I didn't even know made a difference, but it does.

I'm sounding like a granny here but (i'm not even in my 20s yet) it feels like another time, Disney changed so much. Some of the new movies are good, some are bad, I see Disney much more as a company that wants money and makes movies instead of that perfect place where all dreams come true and every girl is a princess (Here in Brazil I never had a dream to go to Disneyland because Disney in the early 2010's invested more in products and blue ray DVDs in Brazil, since the parks were in the United States and we weren't really the target audience for that. So they didn't minded making publicity about it, so I just watched the movies and Disney Junior). Everything felt more magical when I was a kid, I spent my days watching DVDs and sometimes had some Disney princesses themed toys, it was so fun playing pretend that I was a princess and I really felt like one. Rewatching Sofia The First made me feel like this again because they made this show at the time that their public were HUGE fans of the Disney princesses and it has the same characteristics, plots, even styles of the songs and soundtracks, visuals + I watched it when I was younger. It's not just "princesses" it has the whole Disney girly early 2010's magic into it and it made me so bittersweet, even if they tried they could never do nowdays a movie inspired by that time and give me the same feeling as a REAL movie from that time does. Sofia The First: Once Upon a Time was like watching a new movie from that old Disney, one that I didn't saw before, but at the same time I did, and that's the best part. The end of the movie gave me so much nostalgia that I almost cried too. That experience was amazing :")

It gives me the same nostalgia that I feel when I hear that song "a dream is a wish your heart makesss" it makes me cry how I miss to be a little girl again (i'm crying right now btw i'm very intense with my emotions)

(And hell I don't remember Cedric at all, since when he was there the whole time? Now that I know that he's there I'm feeling like really reeeeaaaaalllyy vague memories are trying to come back in my head, but I don't know if my brain is doing this on purpose or i'm just confusing him with an equally vague memory of Cruella. I guess it's the first option, I'm trying so hard that my brain is making up memories. Weird.)

But yeah at first I saw everyone falling to his feet and even though I understood that he was very funny and had a well-writen personality I couldn't really get why people were romantically in love with him. Well um I actually got it, he was a good character and was one more of these strangely atractive characters that people fall in love with, I've been there too. But I just couldn't see what was so atractive that people were simping over him, for me at that moment he was just funny and fits very well the "let's make a fandom" type of character, like for example Preminger from Barbie Princess and The Pauper. But then I thought "idk what i'm talking about i'm demisexual lol let's wait a few days" (That happened before. Many times.)

And I'm like. I don't know what's happening to me I'm so susceptible to weird (in socially non-fandom people's words) crushes and I thought I wouldn't be afected this time. Just so you can have an idea some of my last crushes were: Dr Flug from Villanos, Jackson Jekyll from Monster High, Raggedy Andy, THE Eddie Munson (for a whole year and some months, and I was so bullied after his "trend" ended because people said that his fans were cringe and everything (that's fake lol they are very nice)), 70% of my list are just nerds and sensitive guys with different types of mental illness yay my fav type

and now I think I'm feeling unironically atracted by this man it's just happening really slowly 😭 (DEMISEXUALS ‼️‼️⁉️⁉️💥💥💥💥💥👊👊👊👊)

I'm gonna be honest with you, at the moment I can't decide if I like him or not I'm so confused at the same time that I get it I also don't like how tf am I atracted by this man 😭 and then I'm like hmm he's acually cute let me search for some fanfiction

I'M SO CONFUSED I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO ANYMORE i guess I'll just wait to see what happens

you guys know that tiktok audio "at first I was like 'hmmm feet' as a joke,,,,, but bro....... I don't think that's a joke anymore...." (that's me rn but with Cedric)

Also I would like to take this oportunity that you're listening to me talking about Cedric to say the most important thing that this fandom needs to know:

We need more Cedric representations in Whimsical/Whimsigoth/Whimsigothic aesthetic it's like it was made for him just search that on Pinterest please you won't regret

And I'm here wondering what kind of songs he would listen to. I think he would like dark fantasy music, or witch music. I don't care if he's on medieval era and people didn't had access to a lot of music genres at that time, we are talking about disney nothing is historically correct

I can't help but think about Lana Del Rey but being a huge fan of her songs I don't think that it matches his tastes. I guess he maybe would like Aurora's last album, The Gods We Can Touch. I don't know why, it's the witchy vibes I guess. But I don't know, it's still not something that matches him a lot. EXCEPT FOR THE SONG MIDAS TOUCH FROM AURORA. IT'S PERFECT FOR HIM YOU GUYS SHOULD CHECK IT OUT

The cover isn't giving the aesthetic though, Aurora made this song for a show and then put the show album cover unfortunately. But her aesthetics are usually whimsical and magic, inspired by theatre, greek gods and tarot. This song is so good 😭

And of course there are songs like Everything Matters that fits his vibe but idk it depends on who's listening since it's not about the lyrics. The Innocent has a small part who matches him a little, the whole song has that witchy vibe dancing around the fire, I don't know how to describe it.

Coming back to Cedric I think my favorite scenario is him having an apprendice not too much younger than him. I think it's cute. I've never seen any fics like this (in fact I just read like 5 oneshots which is almost nothing) and if you guys know any let me know. I think it's just nice the idea of living with him and being his apprendice while having like a romantic tension between the two characters. It's cute

Also remember when I said I was going to talk a little more about the brazillian portuguese dub? So, something that I thought was really funny happened to me: In the first season he had his voice actor obviously and I was already used to his voice some time after watching the cartoon. It was very funny to me because the first time I saw a "scene compilation" of him it was in english, so hearing him talk in my language was fun. And btw his voice actor did a really good job voicing him, he (had a similar voice and) was really expressive just like his english VA, so like, really nice 👍

And then at some point in season two, from one episode to another, his voice actor suddently changed????? And obviously I got a little sad because his first VA was really good and I was used to his voice :( but the thing is: The new VA wasn't just a new one, IT'S THE SAME GUY WHO VOICED DR FLUG HERE IN BRAZIL AND I WAS LIKE OMG

THEY ARE SO SIMILAR IN PERSONALITY AND NOW THEY HAVE THE SAME VOICE WITH THE VOICE ACTOR'S MANNEIRISMS AND EVERYTHING (because that VA really has an specific way to talk, he stutter a little, sounds a little ironic but at the time really anxious, make some funny sounds for no reason sometimes like his screams)

I was really upset when they changed all the brazillian voice actors in Villanos, and that Flug didn't had his full-of-personality-and-expressive voice anymore :( the new episodes now have new voices and eveything, and they did their best, but it's not the original voices anymore and it doesn't hit the same yk? And then BAM CELDRIC HAS DOCTOR FLUGS VOICE NOW BITCH TAKE THIS

and the fact that Sofia The First was dubbed even before Villanos came out it's so funny to me

So yeah let me show you guys his amazing work at voicing two of my favorite characters:

After they changed Cedric's voice actor I was a little annoyed by the fact that I couldn't hear Cedric anymore, just Flug 😭 but now I'm slowly getting used to it and it's starting to sound like Cedric again.

Before that happened I could see some similarities between the two but I thought that I was just thinking too much and trying to connect two fandoms that I like, so I just forgot about it. After that happened my mind just blew it all make so much sense right now

And they are so similar in personality that I had to make a list of everything they have in common:

They work for guys that are completely blind to their talents and think that they're just idiots all the time

They have more potential than people think

Their projects/spells always go wrong because people keep disrupting their public moments, and so they are seen and weak and dumb (when they're not)

Science/Magic guys (they keep throwing liquids from one pot to another and saying difficult words, only for someone to stop them halfway and the substance explodes in their face, making them angry because this person once again interrupted their project that was going perfectly)

Self-confidence issues

Anxious mess, are always nervous and scared of something bad happening all the time

Childhood trauma because people never really saw their acomplishments and again and again kept repeating that they are idiots who don't know nothing (when they are geniuses!!)

They say that they're mean and they say that they do mean things when actually they are just really nice. They just choose that path because they think it's the only one that can bring them sucess and recognition in the future, but they were never made for this. They just do that because they want to proof their value to people who can't see it.

At the same time that they are mentally unstable, sometimes their confidence is so high that they start to act arrogant because "they're too smart and their projects are amazing": "I love what I do I'm the best sorcerer/scientist in the world"

But when they need to show that to people something bad always happens (because of other people!) And their plan fails, leaving them with confidence issues

"I'm too smart you guys don't deserve me"

"I can't do anything right omg i'm so stupid"

Their movements and maneirisms are so expressive, they're both skinny and tall and keep making those anxious poses, fidgeting with their hands, always anxious, scared of something, thinking too much and overall being nervous and ankward around their bosses

Boss just treats them as failures and gives them orders, in which they respond in the most submissive and saddest way because they're just miserable and just two little guys who are trying to proof their value in a place where no one even see them as people

But sometimes they are genuinely egoistic and egocentric because duh they're the best sorcerer/scientist out there, hello everybody is gonna know their name when they rule the world bye

They act so stupid and lovesick in their official crushes episodes, it's so funny

And even if we never saw Dr Flug's official face there is a design out there in the fandom where he has black hair with white streaks on his bangs so like 👍👍

Well um I guess that's all I have to say about this subject for now

These are my thoughts 🫶

I feel like I said a lot in a short amout of time but I'm here writing since 04:30 AM and now it's 07:47 AM so like. yikes

[abdlgossipblog3]

Anon asks sunny: “How are things going between you and your daddy”

Sunny: Which one? Had to be silly but in reality l've been incredibly happy within my polycule how different each dynamic is feels so fulfilling. Actually gonna sneak out in a moment and surprise "Cowboy Daddy/Wittle guy" with groceries to make him breakfast and dinner later 🥰

Her literally 10 days later making a post with nothing but a period and a hashtag that reads: “. #Want #Someday Daddy” So what’s the truth???🤔

Something is off about this girl mentally. Am I the only one who sees it? Through all the weird delusional posts? Most of what she talks about is exaggerations of the mundane or literal flat out lies. Why is she always pretending to be this lucky spoiled girl by her partners? Then tells on herself when she’s sad? If these relationships were so fulfilling why are you writing a sad post in the middle of the night seeking others? Attempting to put this message out the universe so she can ruin another mans life.

My guess—shes either a compulsive liar, does this to make herself feel better about not being as picked as other girls, or she’s has bpd. Whatever it is, it’s obvious can’t bare to deal with her her self. She has to find love and validation through the partners otherwise she’s nothing. Patriarchy has this pick me by the fucking neck. It’s like when she’s really low and realizes all the lies aren’t true that’s when these someday daddy posts start.

It’s very shitty of her too, because even though she’s delusion-ally convincing herself her love life is better than it is, it actually does seem like her partners try. She commends them when they please or service her, but the minute she envisions that unrealistic daddy that lives in her head she shits on them. Yes, we all deserve more and our standards should be high but I’m pretty sure this girl doesn’t know she’s watched one too many films and now her standards are unrealistic. He only exist there, in the movies.

I remember her shitting on her other partners as well, the other she guys she dated a couple years ago (Both 2 years younger than her, GummyDaddy and Captin. Sunny aged 26, they were both 24.) The Captin guy made her a high chair and she raved about it on twitter, then days later shes was writing about a someday daddy. The gummy daddy dude would take her packages to the post office and always come to take care of her during the day.

She’s just overall a user and abuser. Might be because of her mental illness but it’s not excuse. Sunny you need to pick up a book on bpd. Keep avoiding accountability and spending your life convincing people on the internet if you’re a good person. Those of us who aren’t dumb can see right through your posts. You are the most naggy, complaining bitch and won’t do shadow work because you think generating money and staying on top of shop shit equates to being a good person.

[destinygoldenstar]

Disventure Camp Character Impressions *Compilation* (Part 8)

<< Part 7

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"I watched all the season just before I came here."

Have you now.

"Now let's see, how do you fake a heart attack...?"

"I find it calming to share a space with someone who emits such good energy. I can almost feel it in the air."

Okay you're a creep...

That sounds VERY wrong. I don't like that.

Also why does he sound like a surfer?

"Hey bruh. What's your zodiac? Wanna wayfind with me and catch some waves?"

"Yes dad, I know exactly what to do. You don't have to keep reminding me."

"I'm on live Tv DAD. Can you not bother me?! Course I remembered sunblock!"

"Okay. I really don't like it."

She's like "DID I ASK?"

"You know, if I can get people to like me, they won't want to vote me out."

And I think Tess is like, "Hey team, let's vote this guy out!"

"The universe said you should know."

"You should knooooooooowwwww. It will haunt you for the rest of your days, oooooooooooooooo."

"Kai is a bit weird, and when I talk to him, I feel like he knows things about me... I don't like to feel exposed."

Me too. Can I protect you?

Lake "I would like to stay fifty feet away from this guy, please. Golden, can you pick me up?"

Kai "Hey Golden, how you doing? Yeah, I know you're here. The universe told me about you!"

Oh gosh darn it, he knows! XD

*Gets Charmin Ad*

OKAY NOW THAT'S WAAAAAAAAYYY EXPOSED. WTF ADS?!

Kai "Hey Golden, can I have permission to do all sorts of explicit things with the Lake?"

WHERE'S MY REPELENT?

"I'm popular in Korea, but not so much on this side of the world. That's why I like to come here. To go unnoticed."

"In Korea, I'm cancelled for insulting women. I don't know what they're talking about. I did nothing wrong. I made an apology video, so all is good."

"Ew. Sir. No one has used MySpace for two decades."

I don't even know what MySpace is. And I am in the two decades of age. So there you go XD

"But I just wanna be the trendy dad! Come on kids, I'm cool!"

"What? The two of them are on teams? But we were told that the last two would be eliminated?"

The way he said that was so WHINY. OMG.

And y'all thought Jake was whiny? THIS GUY.

"BUT MOOOOOOOOM, WHY DO I HAVE TO HANG OUT WITH THE OLD MAN. I DON'T WANNAAAAAA. WHAAAAA..."

"Hey! Your father is-"

"NOBODY CARES WHO IS MY FATHER!"

Yeah, she's got issues.

Daddy issues to be precise.

"I am not a psychopath like my father who tortured teenagers!!"

"I don't know who came up with these names, but sounds stupid. I'll just call you Orange Team and Green Team."

Oh nevermind XD

"NO GOLDEN I DON'T FOLLOW YOUR WANTS EITHER. Its MY show!"

"When I was fifteen, I participated in a dance contest. Back then I didn't want to do it, my parents forced me, but of course I did exceptionally well."

So you're naturally talented.

"That's how I achieved my dreams! I didn't even have to try! Cause I'm so awesome!"

"I think Tom and Jake are the most popular."

OKAY. I FEEL PANDERED TO. XD

"There was this Golden viewer who would NOT SHUT UP about them! Crazy, right? Jake's popular cause he got roasted and everyone got a good laugh at how terrible of a person he obviously was."

OH MY GOD XD

I SEE YOUR SCHEME, SIR

(James) "Hey boy! How about we do a bit of smooching in front of the camera?! It'll drive people CRAZY and get us views!"

(Aiden) "Um, I'm straight, actually-"

(James) "Oh who cares? VIEWS."

(Aiden) "I'm going to walk away now... Yes 911? I'd like to report a stalker who wants to assault me..."

"My mother is a well known violinist, and my father is a respect nuclear chemist."

YOUR FATHER MAKES BOMBS?!

The ESCALATION of that.

"Lalala, violinists are cool, anyway, NUCLEAR CHEMISTRY-"

"How come you know how to drive a boat?"

"Lake is my first name!"

"Do you want to take the phone out of my pocket and record a story?"

WE'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF A CHALLENGE AND I AM BARELY HOLDING ONTO YOU.

"Hey followers! This boy is holding my waist to not fall off! Hashtag GAY."

WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT HIM LIKE THAT?! STOP IT.

"Now come here so we can get a photo of a kiss. You'd gain a million! HASHTAG LOOK AT THIS CUTE BOY I FOUND!"

"One of the reasons I let you stay here is that seeing a poor and pathetic intern so humiliated and worn out every day will help me remember what not to do to others."

Okay then...

"It's just really hard not to be a sociopath, you know?"

"Do you want me to read what the stars say about you?"

"It says... 'you are plagued with bad luck for the rest of your days, better luck next time.' Well... ain't that lovely...😅"

"How about you try to talk to her about it?"

"Um, WHY ME?!"

"Because if she, say, KILLS YOU, I won't get caught in the crossfire, and better you than me. Tee hee."

"Just look at his junkie face! You know he can't be trusted!"

Oh my god...

He sounds like a Twitter user.

When your side of the argument doesn't get through to people as the objective fact that it obviously is, what do you do? THROW INSULTS AND ACCUSATIONS. THAT'LL SHOW THEM.

"If you don't agree with me, you're *CENSORED*"

"Hey James, it seems that... oh..."

XD

"GODDAMMIT, I LEAVE YOU FOR TWO SECONDS AND YOU BAIL ON ME. SOME FAKE BOYFRIEND."

They're fine XD

Allyson "Nah I do these kinds of shifts every day. You know. You guys aren't on your phone at four in the morning?"

Hunter "No we don't need a doctor, what are you talking about?"

Continued In Part 9 >>

[keep-it-krispy]

Hey, just discovered your account and was wondering if you could tell me something about your lmk au's :)

Or is there a hashtag or master post I could use ?

I read something about your au, where the lmk characters are musicians and I thought it looked great!

Howdy and hello there! I'm happy to tell you about my AU.

“Ride or Die” is an alternate universe that takes place in modern times. I'm still deciding on whether or not to make everybody human, buuuut (until a certain point, somewhere around the 2nd or 3rd season) magic isn't super prominent (it still exists, it's just not powerful or noticeable enough for anyone to do crazy stuff with it like in cannon yet)

[Look at this post for a synopsis of the general vibes]

As noted in the aforementioned post, It starts off pretty normally. MK is a college student that lives with his adoptive father, Paul (Pigsy is his nickname), and his husband Tang (Tang is more of an uncle to him, he came along when MK was a lot older). He works part-time at his noodle shop and attends college with his longtime best friend Mei.

Sun Wukong is a world class dancer actor and singer that's about to retire, but wants to keep his legacy going. He hosts a big contest inviting anyone and everyone under the age of 25 to compete against one another in a tournament style talent show using any kind of performance art you can bring to the table.

MK is jazzed about the event, he wants to compete but doesn't actually think he'd win. He invites Mei to compete with him and she, being his ride or die bestie (roll credits), is all for it. She insists on starting a band, as she's been wanting to do so FOREVER, and Mk agrees. They don't really know how to start a band though. Mk remembers that Pigsy used to be crazy into the performance scene, so they ask him about it.

Pigsy explains that a performance can be anything, as long as people can watch it, and you put your soul into it [”Music is life, Life is music. Living is everything you make of it, and music is the same. It can be a guitar solo; but it's also the laugh of a friend when you tell them a joke you wrote, the satisfied sigh after you finish a painting, or the smile on a customer's face after a good bowl of soup.”

“Like that!” Mk shouts, slamming his fists on the counter as the light of an epiphany glimmers in his eyes “Lyrics! We need lyrics like that!”

Mei gasps, sliding up beside her friend with stars in her eyes “Pigsy! Can you write us lyrics!?”

Pigsy sighs, their antics pulling a small smile onto face “No,” their instant disappointment makes him chuckle, he heads over to the landline and starts dialing “But I do know someone who can.”

An hour later, the four of them are down at the harbour. Pigsy leads them down the dock and to a boat house, where he knocks on the door. From it emerges Sandy, a poet beyond his years.]

From there, Tang offers to organize everything, leaving Mk Mei and Sandy to come up with some performances. I picture them going through a lot of ideas, they put together a song, a play, an art show, and even consider doing an improv thing; but none of it really feels right to MK.

Red makes a menace of himself around this time. He meets MK at a music bar (picture a hipster coffee shop/club place with a bunch of different instruments laying around that people could play if they wanted) and finds out he's participating in the contest too, then starts picking on him. MK isn't really paying attention to his jabs, strumming along a guitar left near their booth.

[Mk’s curious strumming continues to draw a litany of sour notes from the instrument, curling Red’s lips into a harsher sneer.

“I mean- how can you expect to win the contest if you can't even play that guitar!?” the redhead is out of his seat now, looking half ready to rip it out of Mk's hands.

Mk smiles, not even pretending to listen as his brow creases with determination. He continues to fiddle with the instrument “Wait…” a couple strums, hey- wait.. that one sounded.. good?? “I think…” a few more. Was he.. ”I got it!” and testament to his words, the notes emitting from the strings finally smooth into something palatable. A warbling riff slides from his fingers, transforming into a silky bass line as he continued.

Red looked at him, jaw dropping to the floor. Twisted from sour notes and amature finger work, a new song was spun into existence before his very eyes. And it was good.]

Red is instantly intimidated by Mk's apparent musical prowess, and challenges him to an Art Fight to “crush his peasant spirit”. Mk struggles at first, trying to emulate other art fights he's seen and sing/dance his way to victory, but he thinks back to pigsy's words:

[The laugh of a friend when you tell them a joke you wrote, the satisfied sigh after you finish a painting, or the smile on a customer's face after a good bowl of soup]

He catches sight of his art bag, rushes for it, and starts throwing paint around. It's a whirlwind of EDM, dancing, and flying neon paint, but Mk manages to win. His inner music(magic) leaving behind a newly (and tastefully) repainted music bar.

Mk leaves a so so butt hurt Red behind to deal with the aftermath, brimming with a new inspiration.

MK gets back to the gang. Tells them that he loves music, but illustration is his real passion. He wants to enter, but he also wants to “be true to his art form”, and he doesn't know how to incorporate it into a stage performance. Mei proposes they do something experimental. I'm thinking something using holograms, motion capture technology, sick ass music, and a TON of paint. like a bunch of AMVs that link up to one another, but happening in real life. MK gets to do his illustration thing, Sandy gets to crush millions with his heartbreaking sonatas, and Mei gets to obliterate the dance floor and sing her heart out.

They win, and Wukong takes them in as his apprentices.

After “A Hero is Born” everything pretty much lines up with Cannon for the main squad and the smaller antagonists; but instead of fighting and monkey magic shenanigans, it's concerts and dance battles and E-Tuber shenanigans.

Things get really different around The Bone Zone (I love writing).

This worlds Lady Bone Demon, Laura Demona, went missing without a trace 9 years ago. Her child, Laudia Demona, going by Malin Meister in the present day, has been investigating her disappearance ever since they were old enough to leave the house unsupervised.

With the help of their platonic life partner and basically minion, Milton, they build an E-Tuber empire big enough to fund their quest. Some strong leads they gained, some time before “A Hero is Born”, trace back to Sun Wukong; who was not only present on the set their mother disappeared from, but famously one of her Bitter Rivals.

The two competed for a lot of shows and positions in their early days, settling into badmouthing each other on screen later on, and only mellowing out a handful of years before The Incident.

Sun Wukong's competition was Malin's chance to get close to him, but “The Monkie Kidz” were simply too good to beat. Malin wouldn't let this deter them, descending into a mad spiral of plotting and scheming. Their progress would only be interrupted by an unusually familiar looking eldritch stranger (The Mayor) dropping in, chasing them and Milton around the city, bullying his way into their homes and lives, and changing the course of their destiny for years to come.

The groups don't really converge until “Revenge of the Spider Queen”, or the “lunar New Year music deathmatch tournament” as we call it here.

Over the course of the first season Malin hatches a plan around the tournament, setting up a series of Rube Goldberg like events that will result in them meeting with Sun Wukong.

In the post I linked above, I confirmed that this would have ended in the downfall of Malin. These events would have pushed them firmly into villainy, and villains are always fated to loose.

The Mayor did not know this. When he told Malin what happened in his world, compared it to the events that have been occuring in theirs, and left them to connect the downfall of his lady to their future, he expected them to turn to him for help.

He made sure to demonstrate his magical and strategic prowess to them at every opportunity, to establish his presence as a sturdy and dangerous weapon to lean on. He felt echos of his Lady's power grow within them each day, to awaken it would be his pleasure. Crushing these mortal versions of their enemies would make a good warmup for his Meister, they would need much training before he dragged them back to his world. A concrete goal would do them nicely.

What he didn't expect was for them to call everything off and lock themselves in their plan closet for a solid week.

Malin, high on a rush of panic and inspiration, decided to spit into the eyes of fate. If this was happening in other universes, if other versions of their mother and products of her legacy were fighting and dying to these same people, if this was a pattern? They would do everything in their power to break it.

A week later they step out of their closet, coming upon the faces of a worried Milton and a confused Mayor, and stating their new approach with a will of iron and a voice of steel:

“We're going to make some new friends.”

And this marks the start of the “How to become a protagonist in 10 easy steps.” Arc

I kind of want to focus on the “Malin tries their best to be normal around new people” aspect of the story right now, so most of the work you see on this blog will probably be from season 2 and onwards.

I've got big plans for the magic in the future. Everything's going to be pretty modern and magic free up to a point, then the meteor will hit and plunge the world into a new age of magic and demons and tasty tasty chaos. I kind of want to link Laura's “death” to the meteor too. line it up with some multiverse shenanigans I wrote out.

I'm thinking about it in four slices.

The first slice is the “Canon compliant Zone”, that's the bit I just described.

The second slice will be “how to become a protagonist in 10 easy steps”, which is what I'm working on right now.

The third slice will be “The meteor fucks everything up, nobody is happy about this.”, which will be easier to write once I establish the first two slices.

And the fourth is “Multiverse bullshit”, which is when the real fun will begin.

[kmze]

Oh yeah that Brazil thing definitely did send shivers down their spine but what makes me extra happy is that what paul said back then wasn't something that he made up for the fans at a paid event (cos that's what cons are).It was CANON.Stefan called himself blind and called Caroline his light.Compare that to what he does now.What he says is something he or his over-worked PR team picked up from Bobsley fanclubs.I remember watching that video he posted on his subscription and smiling to myself that he would probably spend the next 50 conventions making up for it.And I have been proven right.🙇‍♀️

Yes exactly! Because he probably remembered the scene about taking the blinders off and wouldn't have known it was cut. He said in 2019 how he'd pick Caroline over Elena because he knows Caroline wouldn't be looking at some other guy which was exactly what he said in an interview at the beginning of S7. He's also just not consistent in what he says at the cons that's why like you I believe most of it is just what he thinks they want to hear. He did one with JoMo last year and when someone asked if he wanted Elena and Stefan to get back together he was like god I hope not because he didn't want Stefan to take her back after choosing Damon.

Okay but imagine he did get scolded for the video! His PR team had to hold a special meeting to do damage control.

PR: Listen Paul we need to talk about your video with Candice, the TikTok fans are furious they're threatening to pull their subscriptions what were you thinking?! Paul: But I posted one with Nina and Arielle too! PR: What about the hashtag Paul! #steroline4lyfe I mean did you think that wasn't going to send them into a blind rage! We have no choice but to bring out the big guns now, you have to call Steroline forced. Paul: Forced? FORCED?! They actually believe that? But there's videos of me begging for it since 2013 they're going to know I'm lying. PR: 2013 Paul really? They were 5 then they'll never remember and if they find the videos we'll just have one ours put out a TikTok that it's a deepfake they'll believe anything. And no more videos with Candice otherwise were going to make you invoke the i-word, incest. Paul: INCEST?? What the... AND SCENE

Seriously though another thing I noticed was that he brings up Rebekah as a "relationship" he liked and that made my spidey-sense tingle because Rebekah is their ultimate prop girl. The SErs love her as a "back-up" because she's completely unthreatening, there's never a question if Stefan loved Elena more than Rebekah I mean Rebekah was used as a mouthpiece for SE so much in S3/S4. That's why they used to "brotp" him and Caroline until S6 when we found out her SE shipping was because she just couldn't understand why anyone wouldn't want Stefan. I just love that my baby Caroline still gives them nightmares :)

[rennyji]

a rigged system, why, & how

I’m a first generation American from being the son of legal immigrants.

When I visit family in India, they see my knowledge on any topic as Gospel, simply because I was born in America. As a youth, I'd sometimes lie to my cousins about the rules behind sports - saying: "That's actually how its done and supposed to be, in America - so that I could claim victory, and my cousins would believe it. America is given the status of prestige and correctness. But is it still worthy of it, in the present day?

It’s like Thor being respected as an Asguardian, by people of Earth (Midguard) in Marvel movies. That's how people abroad "have been" seeing Americans and America. And yet now, the 3 branches of government are acting like idiots in not interpreting the law (like sophisticated intellectuals) while pondering what was meant by founders, and instead taking the time for more vacations than a doctor/essential worker is more worthy of…

America is now seen as idiots to take advantage of.

American leaders going on vacation instead of solving problems, making more and more word salads instead of interpreting what is already present in laws, is probably an indirect reason why Iran supplies missiles to Houthis against us, and China gains hacker level access to American power grids. They know we're too busy being philosophical vs. practical, and preoccupied with firing people and then going on repeat vacations vs. passing legislations for better roads or safer national security measures.

“Now”! Biden wants to pass an executive order for immigration, in an election year, where coincidentally they also cleared Biden and his son. Timing. It seems to be about timing and "what's in it for me", despite having the privilege and luxury of elected office. It's like Gavin Newsom cleaning San Francisco before the Chinese president arrives, instead of gathering his staff to seriously think into and produce long term solutions to the homeless situation, as well as the lack of cleanliness. Would anyone imagine America as a dirty or filthy kind of place? And yet there are cities that embodies this notion. So, apparently, politics does things only when the politicians have something to win or lose, whether office or pride...

When it comes to what the founders of the Constitution meant, when forging their words and lines, people need to remember that the meanings of words change over time. Something like "gay" in the 1950s meant "happy" and now, in 2024, is attributed to a person's sexual preference. What did the creator of the word "gay" think initially? Didn't the word evolve with changing times?

Shouldn't the meaning of the lines of the constitution change with times, while maintaining its core values?

Something like right to privacy shouldn't need to be stretched with amendments or various Acts, to mean not to allow involuntary romantic tapes or nudity posted on social media. Its implied. Private is private, and people have a right to it.

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As the border crisis is a symbol of "ongoing issues" that last months and years in America, I think I’ve addressed future twitter hashtags (from COVID type consequences affecting number of current tv series/movies), and I've given perspectives that can be reused for future issues in debates. I’m finding myself saying and writing things I’ve said and written many times before, over these past several years. I’m writing about interpreting the law, and on 2/21/24-maybe 2 weeks after I gave my elaborated perspective on it in a Tumblr post - Congress still goes to recess for another two weeks, the chief of homeland security is impeached amidst the continual passing of Continuing Resolutions (CR's), and Biden feels he needs to send an executive order to clarify what it means to apply for asylum. You think maybe if I say something over and over, someone will finally get it...maybe I can make a dent or difference...but then my whole situation is delusional...how could anyone be seeing any of this, on a normal day?! Regarding the meaning implied by "asylum seekers", isn't that something dating back to World War II? It still needs to be clarified in 2024? You must have pages and pages to these bipartisan pills and executive orders and amendments and Proclamations and Acts. I don’t think anyone has the focus to read through more and more of this, or the time, amidst urgency, to wait for future executive orders just rewording something. Interpret the law! , based on changing times. Let the law adapt to the present and future, and learn from what it accomplished in the past, so that you're more adept to extending it and can extrapolate from it.

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But it's not just elected officials or the government that's the problem. It's also people in America and their inclination to just worry about their immediate surroundings in only their present day. Immediacy is good, but when you it leads to you becoming an impulsive, mechanical routine type person, without a thought/perspective to life and your surroundings, its not conducive to painting a 1st generation country picture of America.

I heard someone on the news say:

“Take care of home instead of taking care of the world” in terms of taking care of America. Why is it that they don't see the big picture? Why don't they realize it's not so simple?! It's like the sayers of these lines are angry about something in their lives and they just want to have a rallying cry, without thinking into, or before/after, of what they're raging about. Let’s say you want to stop migrants. You then need to go to source of problem in Venezuela & other places to resolve political distress or stop taking in travelers TO Mexico, who decide to make a detour 2 The States. You need to make it clear to Mexico that if they take people from all over the world and are not allowed to transfer them to America, Mexico and its government has to make policy changes. Stop dumping and transferring their problem onto us. Maybe this can be a Segway into truly having them pay for a wall, since we're suffering from their poor regulations and border control.

Americans and politics and how they elect officials is why Trump has a majority. He uses one liners like “we had enough of her” or “crooked Hilary” or “send military for mass deportation” b/c he knows the typical American just harps on lines like pro life vs pro choice vs. no more illegals vs forget Ukraine/forget abroad,take care of home/forget non planet destroying energy sources/ and give us back our jobs.

My own parents, who emigrated here, thought by default, Democrat is the party to side with, because “it means "for" the people” or “for the "common person." ” I, their first generation American son, lean towards the Republicans because I believe they’re for God, family, & country- in that order. The Democrats, do, indeed seem more about extreme liberal emphasis on things like correct pronoun usage at threat of losing job/reputation, and abruptly pulling plug on 3000+ jobs for cleaner energy practices, like no coal or promotion of universal electric car usage.- the Democrats don’t get liberal associated ideas like that needs to come in stages. They don't seem to be interested in stabile lives or stabile family structures. They're too much of a dreamer for me.

People need to go deeper than the rallying cries. They need to ask the people they elect, "how" are they going to solve issues in the spirit of the Golden rule: in the spirit of helping America and their neighbors (neighboring countries in a shared world). People need to ask for "methodologies" (not high level one liners like "we'll close the border" <-instead HOW/what's ur idea) so that they can vote on the representer of the best answer to a problem and so that its a group/truly "American effort." Love your neighbor as urself, right? Instead of asking "when does life begin" for the abortion debate, They "need to go deeper" and ask "what is life?"(is it a soul or developing brain emitting brain waves…if by that definition, which coincides with when a baby first receives oxygen, or the Breath of Life, you might need to limit abortion to 6 weeks- make intelligent/maybe thought provoking answers<--that's America, not two warring groups waging a 50 yr ideological war against each other). This is what needs to be done before asking "when does life begin" or saying "high level terms" like pro-life and pro-choice. People abroad, hearing all these one liners, see a farce.

America, abroad, is seen as a futuristic place that's sophisticated in space and people.

But those of us living here, see each other shooting each other on a weekly basis=Conversely, indicating, we're more primal or primitive than how our overseas counterparts perceive us.

I heard in some shape or form, that the American Dream is money, power, & respect. In the current election cycle, while Trump rides on the praises of his affluence or the image of money, Nikki Haley clearly seeks the "respect," earning the eligibility for power (and consequently the money/perks) of the Presidency. She makes this clear by standing her ground and knowingly going against statistics. She toils away in an uphill battle, indicating how much more she wants it, than Trump, who seems to be using court cases to avoid campaigning. But present day America is such that you can make excuses like that, people will believe despite being told otherwise, and someone can coast by on a perception/image to the presidency.

America needs to be sophisticated, eloquent, seekers of respect, than people riding on the image of power or being obsessors of materialism like a place of iPhones and quick tickets to fame.

Respect makes us classy people. And money comes and goes. Power just makes us look like Putin and Russia in common public perception.

Let us, as Americans, be a more respectable and intelligent people.

We must ***interpret*** the law with changing times & circumstance. Do you need all these amendments and executive orders after more than two hundred years of words? Interpret based on modern times, rather than thinking what constitution founders were thinking.

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other tweets from 2/22/24

I sympathize with Israel. But while so much attention goes to a music festival and the infamous Kibbutz Bei Rei, people don't realize that because of the actions of a few: Hamas, over 20,000 Palestinians have died. I think-don’t quote me- more Palestinians died than Israelis and the bulk of the coverage in Israel centers around those two events, where horrible things like rapes did occur. But North and South of Gaza has been decimated. In Gaza, Electricity has been cut, food is short, shelter is scarce, disease is spreading/people are dying. You’re also creating future enemies because of hardship.

Immigration Nationality Act Section 212f Limited 2 airliners, drug relatedIndividuals?Or any class of aliens thru any means of travel? “President must find that entry of such aliens or class of aliens in2 USA “would be detrimental 2 interests of USA” “ - myattorneyusa dot com. -

Regarding the Immigration Nationality Act (INA) Section 212f, it mentions "any class of aliens" "detrimental to interests of USA". Overcrowding/limited resources/non priority 4 US citizens: reallocation of budgets & finances constitutes “detrimental to interests of United States”

Regarding INA Section 212f, inConjunction w/last 2 tweets, itMentions "any class of aliens" "detrimental 2 USAinterests". Enveloping word 4 classOfAliens inPresently is “falseAsylumSeekers”/“over limit asylumSeekers” as25000weekly, orTemporarily “ASYLUM seekers” Full stop,Period.

is the immigration asylum crisis because no one is matching the definition of a word with asking someone “what is the circumstance behind ur asylum request?”:elaborate! & verifying/matching with current events in a country?

Interpret law vs. following literal wordMeaning…Y do U need an executive order 2 limit asylum seekers, when U just need 2 match some1’s circumstance description w/definition of asylum? It just cannot be! the case that some1 says “I need asylum”&ur letting people illegally enter.

There’s 2 Commandments secular sounding/somewhat obvious. Don’t murder/Don’t steal. What did God intend? Does He need to make a word salad by saying stealing's ok if it's a muffin 2satiate hunger 4 self survival/survival of ur child?**Shouldn’t we interpret law w/changing times?

The judicial and legislative branch are always trying to find the meaning intended by the writers of something as far back as the Constitution. What does it matter, when you can interpret and adapt laws/amendments/words in general with changing times?

Y can't U fingerprint asylum seekers @ border & match corresponding data coming up in a database like that of Interpol? If they bought air travel 2 Mexico, shouldn't there B some record of them in terms of /vocation/criminalHistory/political situation in their placesOfOrigin?

Be like flavored water, with potential of being something meaningful, like jello...every human being is a priest (server/follower), a prophet (teacher), or king (leader/ruler), simultaneously, by nature...I elaborate on this in Tumblr blog post below...click "Back to Table of Contents" in top/left of below web page for more...

There is a degradation of culture in  western world: I’m not 1 to call himself religious, but I believe & have insight…I have respect for these practices. A Commandment: Don’t Use My Name in Vain- outta respect, should avoid rhetoric like [Jesus] F* [Christ] or [Holy] f* [God]-

-Y blame God 4 ur’s or other’s choices? God didn’t cause my decade long situation. People did,& their enablers. Nature of existence defined in literal/figurative Adam/Eve story. 4 a bad choice, toil on earth was the punishment.We have power to choose & responsibility of choices.-

- Fate is the framework of our existence. It’s what we are born into. The framework says where the floor and ceiling are. Destiny is how high or low we “choose” to go within the framework of fate.- some people work hard to go above the ceiling.

Theres a time 2 look up, look straight ahead, &inward. U look inward, when U need 2 think thru aProblem. U look straight 2 keep urEyesOpen 4 a solution, & u look up when its time 2 leave 2 God 2 handle the results after U do ur best-ur part. #SaturdayThought #SaturdayMotivation

Congress needs 2 stop these sneaky ways of partisan politics, by combining unrelated issues, in a what is then called a bipartisan package, 4 whatsAdvertised asAn immigration bill. When an issue is critical, don't mix it w/other things 2 get those passed under a state of urgency.

An 8 oz bag of Haribo regular gummy bears might just be my favorite snack, with Carvel ice cream cake: a close second. Did anyone else know the green gummy bear is actually strawberry flavor and the red gummy bear is raspberry flavor?-Blew my mind… See link for picture of front/back of gummy bear bag:

https://x.com/RennyJi/status/1760713646223597748?s=20

Did members of the 3 branches of government embark on years long trials against the Biden family, based on “raw information” that just snowballed and no one verified?!

Did no one really check to verify George Santos’ name, possibly gender, religion, family history (said had some connection to Holocaust and 9/11), education, even a basic resume?

House of reps have summer &Christmas vacation/periods of 2 week recesses…can see Y it attracts Santos’s looking 4 a job 2 cruise by w/…how many continuing resolutions on priority matters were passed while recesses taken & days spent ousting speakers & homeland security chiefs?

3 branches of govmt are officers of United States. They R civil servants 2 accept humility of office & serve people. If yrs long borderCrisis isUnresolved, Congress should “interpret” rightTime 4 privilege of recess & pull an all nighter 2 resolve or solve 50 yr! abortion debate.

Theme of last tweets: it’s like members of branches of American government are playing catch, where 1 guy makes a faint throw like “ehhh”, instead of passing w/ effort 2 other guy. Is effort not obvious? "Interpret law". No 1 wants everything spelled out in more pages of info.

Let your mind be the general guiding your body and life: Our souls(minds) R a chariotDriver, driving Horses that R our emotions/feelings/commitments, inFormOf thought/speech/action. On #SaturdayMorning , as #SaturdayVibes , #SaturdayMotivation , & #SaturdayThought, I extend perspective in Tumblr blog post below:

Another Tumblr blog post on the perspective of interpretation of the law: Interpret law vs. waiting 4 literalWording #JustAnnounced President (s) ( #Presidents )/regular people, need 2see laws asGuidelines 2extrapolate them in2 eachModernDay. #NoOneIsAboveTheLaw #tuesdayvibe #SCOTUSExtended thought onItIn Tumblr post below:

Is my situation happening b/c some1 can’t interpret law regarding right 2 freedom/privacy, slavery, emotionalDistress? Am I in this "situation" 4more than aDecade b/c of varying “definition” of words?! Is some idiot asking, philosophically, whatDoes privacy/freedom truly mean?

This is summing up my "situation." There R other tweets & other Tumblr links among those tweets, ordering what came prior, as U scroll down. Note embedded clips as U scroll.

[risto-licious]

the wonderful @mondfuchs and I did an art trade together and my part for her called for some seiya and of course also some bittersweet seiusa time! these little illustrations happened with markers & ink and were tons of fun working on! <3

[whiteqnn]

PURE [5] - Corpse Husband x Fem!Reader

A/N: It’s been a while.  

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

PURE [5]

“Did you guys find anybody?” Felix’s voice sounded out when the man repeated the same question for what seemed like the third time since he joined the call. The number of players showed 7 of them, which meant that they were still missing three people. Sure, they could start the game now, but it would be way more enjoyable and funny with a full lobby. 

“Yeah, Toast will be here any moment. “Sykkuno replied right away. “He just texted me; he should join us in a few.”

“Cool. Anyone else?” 

“I think Corpse was also supposed to join us, right? Not sure though why he isn’t here yet.” 

“Oh, yeah, Corpse will be here soon too!” Jack suddenly chimed in with an explanation. “He said he needed to take care of something first, but he’ll be here before we start.” 

“Great. But that means we’re still one person short.” Felix hummed when Toast’s little astronaut appeared in the lobby “Hey Toast."

“Hey man.”

“Do you have anyone coming?”

“I’m afraid not. I asked MrBeast, but he’s busy, so...”

“Well then, we can just start when Corpse is here, and maybe we’ll find someone in the meantime?” Dave suggested, earning a few hums of approval from the other players. 

“Yeah, I think that’s the best option...” Jack agreed. But then his voice blared out in everyone’s headphones with excitement. “Ha! Corpse is bringing someone!” 

“Who?” 

“I dunno, he just texted me he has one coming and that’s all.” 

“Hm, all right. Let’s wait then.”

***

Corpse fidgeted with his phone, glancing between its screen and the chat in his stream. People were already asking countless questions, but rather than answering them, he was waiting for Y/N to call him. He was nervous - the girl still hadn’t commented on his request. 

The idea to invite her to the lobby wasn’t spontaneous. In fact, he’d been thinking about it for quite some time now, but never found the courage to actually ask if she would like to join them for the game.

It’s been almost a month now since that memorable phone call. A month since Y/N last played with her friends; a month since she considerably reduced her social media usage. 

Sure, she was still active on her youtube channel, but not as much as before the whole haters situation. No matter how hard she tried to just ignore them and simply continue her career, she just couldn’t. There were still these nagging thoughts at the back of her mind, reminding her of all those people and their comments, their messages. It seemed like a good idea to take a short break and sort everything out.

Her fans understood it. They were obviously sad that her videos weren’t as frequent as before, but everyone knew what the situation looked like and that Y/N needed some time for herself. 

Her audience knew it, and so did her friends. Especially Corpse. 

The man kept his word and talked to the girl whenever she wanted to. Which, in the end, was almost everyday. Although at the beginning their conversations mostly focused on her current problem and dealing with it, their topics broadened over the time. 

At one point though, Y/N started worrying that maybe she’s annoying him with her so frequent calls. She thought that she shouldn’t bother him that much - even if talking to him was what really helped her cope with her problems. He already had enough on his plate, and sharing her own concerns with him suddenly seemed like a very selfish thing to do.

But she quickly realized how wrong she was for thinking like that. When one day she didn’t call, figuring out that she should stop troubling him with her own issues, she was very surprised when Corpse reached out to her himself. He expressed how worried he got when she didn’t call, and when she explained what was the reason, he spent the next fifteen minutes lecturing her that she should never think she’s bothering him. 

From that day on, they talked every single day. And they talked about almost everything.

Corpse enjoyed their late night-talks more than anything. He liked to listen to Y/N talk about the things she finds exciting, her hobbies, and her dreams. Hell, she could talk about what she ate for breakfast, and he would still listen with interest. 

And even though they haven’t seen each other in person, even though she still hasn’t seen his face, they managed to get really close during those past weeks. For an outside observer (who also didn’t have access to Twitter) they would seem like a couple of very good friends.

But not for Corpse.

He couldn’t pinpoint when exactly did it happen. They were talking one evening and Y/N was telling him about the TV series she had finished watching recently. He listened intently and watched as her facial expressions changed from excited to frustrated, as she was enumerating everything she liked and disliked about the series finale.

And then he suddenly got this weird feeling in the pit of his stomach, and simply couldn’t take his eyes off her. 

He tried to play it off and act as if nothing changed, but he couldn’t stop his heart from doing backflips whenever she laughed at one of his dumb jokes or called him partner. It was still a running joke between them and among the group of their friends, but there was something in the way she said it that made him instantly smile like an idiot. 

He also started paying more attention to the hashtags on Twitter and Instagram. #PartnersInCrime was still rather popular, even though it was a month since anyone last used this phrase on stream. Corpse also found out that #Y/Nforthebride was trending for some time; he even managed to stumble across a few fanarts. 

There was this urge to send them to Y/N, but he was too nervous that it would make things awkward between them... After all, he didn’t know how she felt about that whole shipping thing. 

That’s why he decided to just leave things between them as they are, and be happy that he’s at least her friend.  

Corpse nearly jumped out of his skin, when he was brought back to reality by the sound of an upcoming FaceTime call. Y/N’s photo appeared on his screen, her smiley face which he had assigned as her contact photo. His lips corners curled up in a smile almost unwittingly. 

“Hey Y/N/N” he said after answering the call. 

“Hi Corpse” she smiled softly upon hearing his voice. Although the screen on her side was dark, she didn’t mind not seeing Corpse’s face. She respected his wish to remain faceless and enjoyed their conversations anyway. 

“Whatcha doin’?”

“Just editing the new video. I guess I’ll upload it in the morning... but I’m not sure yet.”

“Well let me know then, I wanna be the first one to see it.” 

“Sure thing, Corpse” she chuckled, lowering her gaze bashfully. Corpse just looked at her face for a moment, unable to stop smiling to himself. Then he remembered why they were talking in the first place.

“So... have you seen my text?” Y/N sighed at his question but nodded her head slowly. “And what do you think?”

“I don’t know, Corpse...” she ran a hand through her hair in a nervous gesture. “...if that’s a good idea, I mean.”

“Well, it’s been a while. No pressure though, if you don’t wanna play then it’s totally fine.” he quickly clarified. “I just thought it would be fun if you joined us, even if just for a moment. I’m sure everyone would go crazy.” 

Her smile widened slightly at his words, but she still didn’t look convinced. Sure, it was tempting to join them. She wanted to do it each time Sean or Felix bombarded her with messages and codes to the lobby, both inviting her to join the group in the game. But then she remembered how people reacted to her appearance in their streams... and suddenly it didn’t seem like such a good idea anymore.

“We’re gonna play on Polus...” he added after a moment when she still didn’t say anything. “That one map with the planetary base... there’s a lava pit, y’know. Just saying...”

She laughed wholeheartedly at his words, remembering their last game when Corpse jumped into the lava for her. 

“Sykkuno’s gonna be there as well” Corpse continued. “And I promise I won’t kill you this time.”

“Even if I’m the last player alive?” she joked.

“Even then, Y/N.”

Corpse stifled a laugh, as she cocked her head to the side and narrowed her eyes slightly as if trying to spot him in the darkness. 

“Are you streaming, Corpse?” she then asked.

“Not yet. I’m gonna start the stream as soon as you say yes, though.”

“Oh c’mon” she laughed at his words “That’s emotional blackmail!” 

“Maybe. Is it working?” he asked.

Y/N let out a heavy breath and ran a hand down her face. Corpse watched in anticipation as she seemed to have some internal battle with herself. He hoped that she’s gonna agree, he really missed playing with her. 

“All right, then.” she suddenly said, and his breath hitched in his throat. “I’m gonna stay for a few rounds I guess...”

“Wait, really?” he asked, a smile on his face only widening. 

“Well, yeah, partner.” she replied, which made his cheeks go warm “Your imposter techniques haven’t been very effective lately... Someone needs to help you out, or you’re gonna lose your title of the king of the Imposters.” 

“Oh, is that’s how it is now?” he laughed in fake shock. “I wouldn’t have to worry about losing the title if my accomplice hadn’t left me all alone!” 

“All right, all right.” she giggled at his accusations. “Your accomplice is on her way to support you.” 

Corpse smiled even wider at the sound of her laughter. Her eyes shined with happiness when she was giggling, which only brought out their E/C color. The fact that his stupid babbling was the reason for her smile was making him feel extremely proud of himself.  

“But just so you know... I still have no idea how this map works, so I’m afraid I’m gonna need you to guide me around it...”

“Y’know you could as well just say you want to hang out with me...”

“Corpse!” she laughed, her cheeks blushing in embarrassment. 

“Just kidding Y/N” he chuckled at her reaction. “Of course I’m gonna guide you, don’t worry.”

“Okay then...” she said after a moment, looking at the screen again. “I’ll be there in a few minutes. Will you send me the code, please?”

“Sure I will, Y/N” 

“Okay. See you later, partner” she smiled brightly. 

“See you, partner.” 

When Y/N ended the call, Corpse let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. He sighed in relief and ran a hand through his hair, before moving to sit behind his desk.

It was only after he started the stream that he realized he was blushing. Not only because Y/N would join them, but because there was also another thing he wanted to ask her about, but didn’t find the courage to yet... 

***

By the time Y/N turned on her computer and started the game, Corpse has already sent her the code, and there was a Discord invite waiting for her as well. She bit her lip nervously as her heartbeat quickened. 

Was she nervous? As hell. 

She did everything she could to avoid being in unnecessary spotlight since she started receiving those hate messages. Perhaps escaping the problem wasn’t the best solution, but it definitely was a comfortable one. People wouldn’t have a reason to hate on her if she disappeared. 

But then she couldn’t say no to Corpse. And truth to be said - she really missed playing with her friends. From what she’d seen on Twitter, the lobby would be filled with those she’d already played with, so she wasn’t that nervous before the game. What she was nervous about though, was how people would react.

Accepting Corpse’s request was something she did due to the sudden rush of courage. And now there was no coming back.

She knew Corpse would understand if she changed her mind... but she heard how excited he was when she had agreed. She couldn’t do it to him. 

So, once she’d taken a deep breath and put her headphones on, Y/N accepted the invite and braced herself for the inevitable chaos that was bound to take place in the call. She decided to wait with joining the lobby though - at least until they realize she’s with them. 

“..the fuck you’re talking about?!” Felix’s voice was the first thing she heard, which made her roll her eyes with a smile. “It’s not my fault I sound like that! At least I don’t have a liar voice like Rae!” 

“HEY!” the girl yelled “I don’t have a liar voice!”

“You do, you’re using it even now!” Jack argued, much to Rae’s dismay. 

“What is going on here” Corpse’s deep voice sounded out suddenly. 

“Oh, you’re here! Finally” Sykkuno immediately welcomed him with his always happy voice. 

“Yeah, sorry that I’m late guys.”

“No worries, man” Pewdiepie spoke up again. “We were just talking about playing the voice card and that you’re basically the only one who can do it.” 

“Not fair at all!” Rae chimed in, making Corpse chuckle. 

“The voice card...” he hummed after a moment, before adding. “I wouldn’t really say I’m the only one though...”

“Well who else then? Everyone else either starts laughing or have a liar voice” Dave asked, and Rae scoffed at the last words.

“Well what about my guest?”

Y/N inhaled sharply, realizing that now she should probably reveal herself. 

“Oh, right! Who you’re bringing man?” Sean asked with curiosity.

That’s when Y/N typed in the game code, and her white astronaut appeared in the lobby. 

“Wait, who’s- HOLY SHIT” Sean all but yelled, when realization hit him. Y/N laughed loudly at his reaction, and her voice only seemed to prove to everyone that she really was there. 

“KIDDO WHAT THE FUCK” Felix reflected Jack’s response, yelling over his friend.

“Oh my god, hi!”

“What a surprise!” Y/N managed to catch Sykkuno’s words. “It’s so amazing to have you here, Y/N/N!” 

“As I live and breathe.” another voice spoke up, and Toast’s little astronaut came face to face with her white bean. “My lifelong nemesis. Back here snap my neck again, huh?”

“Yeah, happy to hear you too, Toast” Y/N giggled at his words, then she adressed the whole group. “Hi guys.”

“Okay I did not expect that in the slightest” Sean laughed happily “You’re here kiddo!” 

“I am” she smiled from ear to ear, even though they couldn’t see her. 

“Wait- Corpse, is that the thing you had to take care of?” her best friend asked Corpse with suspicious voice. 

“Well...” he trailed off and cleared his throat, making everyone laugh.

“That’s so great Y/N! We missed you so much!” Rae thundered over the bickering of the boys. “The game hasn’t been the same without you...”

“Agreed. I suddenly stopped dying.” Toast commented, making her roll her eyes with a laugh. 

“I don’t know if I should be happy or fucking scared right now.” Felix laughed nervously. “With Corpse and Y/N? We’re fucked now, guys.”

“I promise I’ll go easy on you, I haven’t played in so long I think I forgot all my strategies...” 

“Yeah, sure.” Toast’s forever suspicious voice made her smile wider. “Just don’t kill me in the first roung, okay? I won’t vote you off just stay the fuck away from me you little murderer.” 

“Okay, I promise I won’t kill you...” 

She couldn’t stop herself from laughing, and the smile remained on her face even when they started the game. It only seemed to widen, when she saw the sign Imposter on her screen. 

Only to giggle hysterically when she realized that Toast was the other imposter...

And so the game went on with Y/N and Toast cooperating like perfect serial killers. Corpse did as he promised and guided her through the map, both of them being closely followed by Sykkuno. Because of that she’d just sabotage the map most of the time to give Toast opportunities to kill their friends, but eventually managed to sneak out when her two fellow crewmates were doing their tasks. It just so happen that Pewds was walking past her, and she might’ve accidentally snapped his neck... 

“Goddamnit! I knew it! I fucking knew it was you!” Sean yelled once the game was over and Y/N saw the sign VICTORY on her screen, her small character standing next to Toast’s one. He was ejected at some point because Poki managed to walk in on him killing Rae, but Y/N remained undetected until the very end. Perhaps the fact that Corpse was one of the two crewmates who were left alive had something to do wtih it...

“That was rude” Pewds said in a whiny voice, clearly referring to their encounter which led to his death. “I was just happily walking around, doing my tasks like a good crewmate, and then boom! Y/N happened” 

“I would say I’m sorry... but I’m really not” she laughed, making Felix gasp in shock.

“That’s what happens when you work with Toast!” 

“Good game, Y/N. That was amazing” the man in question said appreciatively. 

“Will you finally forgive me for killing you that one time if I say that being imposters with you was cool?” she laughed nervously. 

“Actually... Yeah, I guess we can bury the hatchet now. AND we should team up more in the future.”

“Great!” 

“Excuse me, what?” Corpse’s voice made the whole lobby laugh. “I don’t remember us cancelling our partnership, Y/N.”

“Corpse...” 

“Are you trying to steal my accomplice from me Toast?” 

“Well she’s a great partner in crime after all...” Toast deliberately used the phrase, making Corpse gasp.

“Hey! She’s my partner! Find yourself your own, Toast” Corpse joked, making Y/N laugh bashfully, her cheeks warming up at his words. 

“Yeah yeah, I remember, don’t worry man. No one’s gonna take your partner in crime away from you...” Toast’s teasing voice made them all laugh, Corpse and Y/N included. 

For the next few rounds Y/N played as a crewmate, running around the map with either Corpse or Sykkuno and doing her tasks. During meetings they joked and laughed, and for a moment, she stopped thinking about what people watching her friend’s streams might think about her presence. After all, there was at least a small chance that they didn’t think about it at all, and simply enjoyed watching their favoirte youtubers. Just as she enjoyed playing with her friends. 

Oh, and by the way, Corpse kept his promise and didn’t kill her even when she was the last player alive...

It was soon time when everyone started slowly leaving the lobby, having played for over three hours. Y/N also said her goodbyes to the others and promised that she’d join them to play a game called Raft next week. 

When she turned her computer off and threw herself on her bed, Y/N immediately grabbed her phone to call Corpse. He answered right away. 

“Well hello, partner...” she rolled her eyes with a smile when he accented the last word. “Or should I say, traitor, instead?” 

“Corpse... you know I would never betray you...” 

“Well how can I be so sure, now that I know how cool it is to be imposters with Toast?” she knew he was joking, she could almost hear the smile in his voice.

“Not nearly as cool as it is with you, Corpse” Y/N grinned from ear to ear when Corpse scoffed. 

“I spare your life so many times and that’s what I get in return? You cheat on me with Toast?” he said in disbelief “I’m disappointed, Y/N, I really am.”

“I would never!” she laughed through her words, even though her cheeks were now red because of Corpse’s words. “You’re the best partner in crime, Corpse, I wouldn’t trade you for anyone else!” 

Not only in the game, she thought.

“Hmm, alright. Let’s say I believe you.” he said after a moment of thinking. 

“I mean it, Corpse...” Y/N said after calming down from her laughter. “I... I really wanted to thank you.”

“Thank me? For what?” he asked, genuinely surprised. 

“Well, first of all for inviting me to today’s game... I really had lots of fun, it was great to play and talk with the others. And I wouldn’t be in the lobby if not for you...” Y/N mumbled, before verbalizing her previous thoughts. “And I also wanted to thank you for just... you know... being my friend. My real life partner in crime. I just wanted you to know I’m really glad I met you...” 

Corpse was silent for a good few moments, and Y/N started panicking that maybe she said something wrong, or maybe he found her spontaneous confession funny, or worse, dumb. She was almost ready to somehow laugh it all off, when his voice cut her off.

“Thank you, Y/N. It really means a lot to me too.” he sounded like he had some troubles with speaking, which made Y/N furrow her brows in worry.

“Is everything okay, Corpse?” 

“Yeah, I...” he stuttered, then laughed nervously. “I just didn’t expect that and... yeah. It’s not something I hear on a daily basis, especially from someone like you.”

Someone like me? 

 “But what you said... it’s mutual.” he said after a moment, and Y/N couldn’t stop herself from grinning like an idiot. “You’re the best partner in crime I could ask for. And not only in the game.” 

She could as well just pass out there and there...

“So uhm... there was one thing I wanted to ask you...”

“Yeah?”

“I was wondering if maybe... you know, if you’d have some time... and if you’d want to of course... would you maybe like to visit me here in San Diego?”

Yeah, passing out seems like a good idea. 

***

This is not the last part. 

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[nonotnolan]

SwapBnS: A Weekend Vacation

Many thanks to @soul-controller, @sebastianpickering, @purplepangolin, and @comicnerdftw for allowing me to use their likeness and/or appearance for this work!

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At this point, I don’t remember who discovered the SwapBnS program first. Honestly, it sounded like some sort of weird storytelling frame device, like Cockr or the Chronovac. Also, having to jailbreak your phone just to get the program installed onto your phone? I just assumed it was a virus that you’d have to be either really dumb or really horny to install. But I kept seeing more and more selfie posts using the SwapBnS hashtag, so it was hard for me to just dismiss it outright. The breaking point was when soul-controller posted a selfie on his account.

“Hey guys, I know a lot of you are still really hesitant about using SwapBnS, but I promise it’s the real deal. I mean, look at me. I’m Sebastian right now. I’m spending my weekend enjoying an impromptu Australian vacation while he enjoys some free time in the States. If that doesn’t prove that this program works, then what will? Stop waiting and start enjoying yourself. I know I will!”

Well, that settled it. I set to work getting the program installed on my phone, whistling to myself as I approved all sorts of settings and overrides so that it could work properly. I wasn’t sure how my phone would be able to remove my soul from my body and put it into someone else’s body, let alone do that in such a way that it reversed itself after a set period of time… but it wasn’t like I would be able to understand it even if someone did explain it to me.

The terms and conditions were a huge block of text, which I probably should have at least skimmed before just shrugging my shoulders and clicking okay. What were they going to do, claim my firstborn child? Creating an account was a bit more complicated than I expected, but it was probably for the best. I took a few deep breaths to try and get my growing boner under control– the anticipation of swapping bodies with some other guy was making me beyond horny, but the initial setup was not quick. I had to answer questions about my health, my living situation, my finances… all sorts of things. It made me confirm a home address location, as well as link a PayPal account to my profile so that when I was in someone else’s body, I would only be spending my own money. Of course, it also had me upload a profile photo. Fine by me– I was looking pretty damn cute today, if I do say so myself.

I thought about scrolling through the list of users to try and find a match, but… honestly, I think I liked the idea of someone else finding me instead. There was something exciting about setting up a few parameters and then letting fate decide from there. Maybe they wanted my body specifically, maybe they just wanted to experience California… there would be no way for me to know for sure. The filter settings were actually pretty robust, which was nice to see. I set an age range filter, set the language options to ‘English Only’, and marked myself as ‘hidden’ from anyone who didn’t match those settings. Now, it was time to wait.

Although, waiting might have been a mistake– the anticipation was killing me. Surely the app would be busy on a Saturday afternoon? I tried distracting myself with a book, but I kept checking my phone every few minutes, as if I were somehow going to miss my window of opportunity. Eventually, I just gave up on reading and turned on some music. I was way too anxious to do anything other than lay here and tremble with excitement.

My phone finally dinged to let me know that SwapBnS had sent me a notification– comicnerdftw wanted to swap bodies with me. Kansas? Well, it wasn’t like I was trying to go on a sight-seeing vacation. I just wanted to experience the thrill of being someone else, and he had what I wanted– a nice body, and a really handsome face. He requested a 12 hour duration, which was fine with me. In the comments section he wrote “I live with my boyfriend, but we don’t mind if you play together or separate.” Well, that certainly had potential. I clicked “accept” and was immediately hit with a surge of nausea.

I found myself in a locker room, sitting next to a gym bag. I was still wearing street clothes, and I wasn’t sore or sweaty at all… the guy probably checked his phone prior to starting his workout. I briefly considered skipping the gym, but I was shaking with excitement, and this seemed like as good of a way as any to try and burn off some of that excess energy. And honestly, I kind of wanted to see what this body was capable of.

It was hard not to get distracted by my new body as I changed into my gym clothes, but I wanted to save the grand tour for my post-workout shower. I did a quick tour of the machines– cardio, leg, torso, arms– before calling it a day. I probably could have handled more weight but… getting exercise really wasn’t my main concern here. The far wall was lined with solid mirrors, so I pulled out my phone to take a gym selfie as a souvenir.

The post-workout shower was everything I hoped for. My borrowed manhood was eager to be freed from its fabric confines, and I was more than happy to oblige. It was more slender than what I was used to working with, but it was also longer, and the tip felt more sensitive. I let the water rinse away what little sweat I had worked up while I focused on my cock. I’d practically spent the last half hour edging myself, so it did not take long before I was spraying the shower tiles with my seed.

Now that I was a bit less distracted, it was time to head home. Thankfully, I was able to grab my home address from my Driver’s License. Also, turns out my name was Tyler– that seemed like something that might be useful to know. Finding my car was slightly embarrassing, since I had to use the alarm on my keyless entry to track it down, but… honestly, I was just pleased that I didn’t have to resort to texting Tyler in my body. I didn’t want to interrupt him if I could help it. GPS lead me straight to the apartment complex, and I was able to follow the signs to my unit.

“You’re back early,” said a voice from the living room. The man, presumably Tyler’s boyfriend, stood up from his spot on the sofa so that he could talk to me directly. “Everything alright?”

“I’m fine, just a bit more tired than I had expected,” I said, lying to his face. His very cute face, I had to admit. I could feel my cheeks growing warm as I stared into his eyes. “I didn’t want to push myself too hard and end up with a dumb injury.”

“Yeah, that’s fair,” he said. “What did you want to do for dinner tonight?”

I kicked off my shoes at the door, noticing the pile of sneakers in front of the doorway. I dropped my gym bag on top of my shoes to be dealt with later. “I mean… maybe we could order in chinese and have a movie night?”

He raised his eyebrows at me. “You aren’t feeling well, are you? You’re not even gonna unpack your duffel bag? And I can’t remember the last time you wanted chinese delivery food.”

I shrugged. “What can I say, babe? I’m in a weird mood tonight.”

“No, the real Tyler would never call me ‘babe’,” he said, crossing his arms. “You know what I think? I think Tyler couldn’t wait to come home and use that new body swapping app that he found online. Or maybe he just wanted to surprise me. Either way, I think the man in front of me is not the real Tyler.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at his detective skills. Admittedly, the fact that he knew about SwapBnS would have made it that much harder for me to fool him. “Guilty as charged,” I said, with a wry grin. “I’m not the real Tyler. Does that change any of your plans?”

He smiled back, walking across the room and grabbing me by the shoulders. “No changes, just one addition. The thought of a complete stranger inside of my boyfriend’s body is making me incredibly hard.” He leaned in for a kiss, and started grinding his boner against my body. “Bedroom first, food later,” he whispered, letting the heat of his breath tickle my skin.

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” I said, reaching around to grab his firm ass. Best. Vacation. Ever.

[sleepimali]

Hi ☀️

Do you have any suggestions/tips and tricks for small artists? like how and where to include links, how often to post etc. most of my art just goes under the radar :/ especially when it has links attached. Thank you and have a wonderful week 🍄

Hi! I'm still not a very big artist myself, and I'm probably not the best person to ask for things like these as I'm still learning, to be entirely honest. But if I can help a little, I'm happy to! It's hard to give you any truly helpful advice without knowing your actual situation, but there are some general things you can do. (Long post ahead! It probably even contains some things you didn't ask for, but that I think are important because social media can be such a mental health hazard, and because I have no chill when it comes to things like this.)

In terms of technicalities with posting:

Try to post at the time people are most likely to see it. If you need some help with that, you can usually search online for information.

How often you should post depends on you as a person and what you want to do. I know a lot of people say to post daily, but as an artist that usually becomes unsustainable quickly. So I would say post on a schedule that works for you, not on the supposed "ideal" schedule. Good art usually takes time and energy to make, so don't stress too much about how often you should post. Posting on a regular schedule can help, especially in the beginning, because that means people will know when you post new work and may even have an incentive to seek it out once your post time rolls around. But make sure it's one that works for you and gives you the time to make your best work! Remember that having quality posts is better than having a large quantity of posts.

Related to the point above: Don't just constantly try to make new things to feed the algorithm, although making new work is also important. Bump your posts so that they're seen more, especially if it's something your proud of. The way to do this vary from platform to platform, but for Tumblr the reblog button is your friend. On Twitter you can retweet, but it's usually better to add a comment in a thread or quote retweeting. Sometimes even reposting. On Insta…. Insta is a pain, ngl. You can post and then share the post to your story later or something. For how often to bump, I guess I'd say a morning bump and evening bump are good for Twitter at least, and similar for Tumblr. And then bump every now and then whether it's a few weeks or a few months later. Insta is a bit different though. At any rate, you know the saying "work smarter, not harder"? This is that. Make use of your full body of work, at least all the pieces you still enjoy.

Try to get people to engage with your post: Ask questions that would be fun answering, ask for feedback, meme, etc.

Think about what people like when you make your art. This one is a bit tricky though, because you want to be seen for what you personally do and like, right? But sometimes it can be helpful to think about what "sells". For an instance, a lot of people got their start doing fanart. In my case I only started getting more attention once I started drawing animals. People also like things they can personally relate to. Here's the thing though: Make sure it's something you also like! And try not to get trapped in it for the sake of your social media presence, because it might be a slippery slope to finding yourself unhappy later on if you feel trapped drawing one thing only.

On a similar note, it helps to participate in trending hashtags if you want to get more eyes on your work. (I've mostly done this on Twitter, so I don't know if that would work for Tumblr and Insta though.) For an instance, if you know that Portfolio Day is coming up and you're seeking work, that's a great one to start with! Some people have started making calendars for planned hashtags, so that's a good thing to look up.

For how to attach links: Again, this varies depending on the platform. For an instance, the Twitter algorithm HATES links, and people are more reluctant to retweet them unless they like and want to support the artist first. It's usually more helpful to make an engaging post and then put the link in a reply threaded with the original post. On Tumblr, I just try to make links visible but non-intrusive. But to be honest, I'm still re-learning the ropes here, especially as an artist with a business. On Insta, well… You can probably tell I don't like this platform huh :') But yeah, it's helpful to have a linktree or website to gather your links in one place that you can link to in your bio, and as far as I know you'll have to put your links in your stories because URLs in regular posts are for paid posts only. :')

While we're on the topic of links: Try to make sure you have pinned posts for your social medias so that all your links are easily accessible if people want them. (This is something I need to get better at myself lmao)

Still on the topic of links: You can always attach a link to your art posts if you have prints, stickers, commissions, a Patreon, etc , but don't expect too much from links on posts that are meant to be focused on art, especially when you're still a small artist. They're more there in case anyone's interested, but I think it's also pretty important to have them there if you have anything to promote. Bigger self promo posts probably will not gain as much traction unless you have something to promote that people REALLY want, but those are also usually where my sales come from personally. Also keep in mind that what's important is that your actual following that cares about what you do see those self promo focused posts - not necessarily the the word being spread, although that is great too. I'm still personally looking for a good balance between these types of posts, but I think it's something you eventually figure out as you go.

But with all of thos said, here are some even more important things:

Make friends. And I don't mean network for clout. I mean network with people because you want to know them, like their work and because you find them fun and respect them. Make genuine friends and meet people who you are happy to support and who will support you in return. We're all much, much stronger together!

Don't stress too much about social media. I know it's easier said than done, but as someone (I can't remember who) once said: The only way to win the social media game is to not play it. If you put too much of your sense of self worth or expectations into it, you're going to have a BAD time. So step away when you need it, and celebrate all your wins no matter how small. (And on that note, take people's advice with a grain of salt. For an instance if you hear anyone say you should consistently meet a certain target with your engagements to be considered successful, run. Do not listen. Trying to keep up with those is only going to get more and more unmanageable as you grow, so it's like setting yourself up for a constant sense of failure.) Also know that social media is not the end all be all for your work. There are other ways to make yourself known too, if that's what your goal is. There are tons of successful artists who don't have a huge social media presence!

Let things take time and manage your expectations. Of course it hurts when your art isn't seen, or when a piece you put your whole heart into doesn't do well, and that's valid. But don't let that hurt consume you. Keep at it and focus on making the best work you possibly can, in the most joyful way you can. Cultivate your passion for your art by making it as enjoyable as possible, even during those days when it just isn't. After all, you're making art for you, right? Make art for yourself first, and your audience second. That way it's much easier to manage your emotions surrounding it all, if you know at heart that you like what you make, or that you're at least getting there.

So, that was a lot, but the final thing that's super important in this is to have some distance to what you do. Trying to keep up with all these things at the same time can and will exhaust you if you don't take care of yourself. So please start with the steps you feel you can personally take and don't worry about the rest until you feel like you can incorporate more into your routine. I hope this is helpful. I hope you have a wonderful week ahead too, Anon! 😊

[mcl39]

new lando article just dropped! its fun that hes not following a strict schedule, writing (or dictating - jury’s still out) this column before the singapore gp means this is less of a race report and more of a fun update of his life. it also means that he spends a decent portion of it talking about pissing his pants (hypothetical, never happened). make of that what you will. anyways as always i am reminding you not to subscribe to the telegraph or even give them ad money by visiting their website, because i will be posting every single article in full as soon as it drops. u can find them all under the hashtag ‘lando’s columns’. this one (as always) will be under the cut, enjoy the read!

[photo of lando looking at some telemetry, jose and will blurry on either side of him. he’s wearing the black singapore fireproofs] 

Imagine a street circuit like Monaco where one little mistake can put you in the wall. Now add speed. Marina Bay may not be the fastest street circuit in the world. But it’s bumpy. And hot – 30C plus and over 90 per cent humidity, meaning a tropical downpour is never far from turning the track into an ice rink.

Yep, for overall toll on the body and all-round intensity, I would say Singapore is right up there as the toughest race on the calendar. It’s not as hard on your neck or your core as, say, Miami. But it’s just so energy-sapping. So intense under those lights.

I have actually only ever raced here once, in my rookie season back in 2019. So I’m by no means an expert. But I well remember just how draining it was. Literally. You have to drink so much before the race that you begin it 2 per cent heavier than normal. Then you sweat so much during the race you not only lose that 2 per cent but at least another 2 per cent on top of that.

It’s brutal. Taking on so much fluid, and constantly topping up the levels, leads me to a question we’re sometimes asked as F1 drivers: do we ever pee in our race suits?

I can honestly tell you I never have. I love my race crew too much to do that to them! I wouldn’t be surprised if it has happened in the past, though. 

[photo of the special livery MCL36 looking soooo sexy in pink guys i love this car so much u dont get it]

Sometimes, particularly in a race which involves a safety car, we can be out there for well over two hours. I was absolutely desperate for a wee at the end of the last race at Monza for instance. But I haven’t yet been so desperate that I’ve just gone in my race suit.

Most of the time, you are so focused on the race itself you don’t actually notice that you need to go. It’s only when you finish, or like I say, when a safety car comes out, that you sometimes realise how desperate you are.

To be honest, in Singapore pretty much all of the fluid you take on is secreted out through sweat. It is so hot inside your suit and helmet that one driver said he used to put a woman's sanitary towel inside his helmet to try to soak up the sweat while he was racing, so that it wouldn’t drip into his eyes.

I have never gone that far, but I do prepare a little differently for the race at Marina Bay. I train on an indoor bike wearing extra layers of clothes: a hoodie, a jacket, a hat. It’s horrible but it makes a big difference when you come here. I even have a couple of electric heaters which I put in the room with me while I’m cycling to try to get me really cooking.

The other thing I’m going to do this weekend, and which I don’t do anywhere else, is drive with a drinks bottle. 

Generally I don’t tend to drink during a race. It’s just not something I’ve ever felt the need to do. I think Barcelona in May this year, when I had tonsillitis and needed to keep drinking on every lap to stop myself from going downhill, was the only other occasion I’ve needed a drinks bottle. But as I say, taking on fluids in Singapore is just a non-negotiable so I have asked my mechanics to put one in the car for me. 

I’m looking forward to the weekend though. I’m feeling good and ready to go. I arrived out here quite early this week and I feel as if I’ve acclimatised pretty well. I’m a night-owl anyway so staying on European time is not a problem for me. It’s what I would choose to do. I’ve also had a lot of fun this week with my new toy: a digital camera which I bought out here on the recommendation of my photographer (who is now very jealous of it).

[photo of beloved with his face covered by a digital camera. this camera has been the bane of my existence and also a source of constant entertainment, much like this column. much like lando himself]

I’ve had a lot of fun exploring Singapore and experimenting with what it can do. I’m not very good with it yet, but I’m really enjoying it.

I just love documenting my life to be honest. I’d have someone with me documenting it all if I could stand for that person to be following me around all the time. Which I cannot. Hence why I’ve got myself a camera I suppose! I just like to look back and record cool things. My summer golf trip for instance. It would have been really cool to have a digital record of that. I like to throw myself into new things generally. 

You might notice that I’m wearing a slightly different helmet this weekend. It’s actually one inspired by Master Chief’s helmet from the Halo games to celebrate my esports team announcing we’re joining the Halo Championship Series [HSC] partner programme.  Quadrant, my team, is something I’m very excited about. So far Halo is our only esports title, but we have big plans to grow the Quadrant brand and expand into other titles. Watch this space! 

For the next few weeks, all my focus is on Formula One. I finished P7 here in 2019. I’d love to go better this weekend. It will not be easy at the toughest race in the world. But we’ll give it everything. Now, where’s my drinks bottle?

[ageofnations]

Chamomile // drw // Pt.III

Summary: Danny often feels overshadowed by his best friends and bandmates. You, however, can't seem to get your mind off of him.

Paring: Danny x fem!reader

Word Count: ~2.8k

Warnings: talk of mental health, hangover symptoms (and medicine for such symptoms)

A/N: i never could find the actual interview i based this from, so i just came up with one of my own. PLZ remember that this is fictional and in no way how i think the boys actually treat Danny. thank you guys for all of your support <3

Serie s Masterlist

Part III

It seemed as if the concept of sleep was foreign to you tonight. Despite the protest of the others, you chose the couch. You were adamant that they sleep in their own beds, even through their slurred arguments. But because of their drunken states, they didn’t put up much of a fight.

Usually, you found it easy to sleep on the boys’ couch. You had done it so many times before that it seemed almost second nature to you. The curve of the cushions and the familiar fragrant scents brought comfort similar to that of a lullaby. Tonight was different though. You were restless and found it hard to keep your eyes closed for long. You went from too hot to too cold, comfortable to uncomfortable. You tossed and turned until you finally gave up completely on trying to fall asleep. You picked up your phone off the table beside the couch, deciding to pass the time with more social media.

One of your favorite hobbies was searching the hashtags related to the band and looking through the mountains of fanmade content. You loved seeing videos and pictures of old performances, especially from the earlier years of Greta Van Fleet. You sometimes shared funny memes with the boys and read through stories to see how the fictional versions of the boys matched with reality. You were just about to switch the social media platform you were investigating when you came across a portion of a written interview with Danny. You read the caption before anything.

“This makes me so sad for Danny,” it said, paired with various crying emojis. The comments and tags matched the nature of the caption.

You were curious as to what the fuss was all about, so you decide to read the screenshots yourself.

Interviewer: So you’ve been going for a while now, but do you ever still get nervous when going out on stage?

Danny: Absolutely. I’d like to say I’m lucky that I sit at the back of the stage. Josh, Jake, and Sam are closer to the fans than I am, so they don’t get to mask their nerves as much. I’ve come up with strategies and tactics to calm down if I ever need them though.

Interviewer: Have you ever needed to use those?

Danny: More often than not, yeah. I had to work really hard to get where I am today, and I’m still trying to improve. I came into the band known as the “replacement,” and some days, I still feel like my spot in the band is fragile. Like they’d kick me out if I messed up. That feeling on top of performing in front of thousands of fans is terrifying.

Interviewer: And would they? Kick you out?

Danny: We’ve grown to be brothers essentially, so I’d hope they wouldn’t. But I can only hope they keep me around as long as the band is around.

Interviewer: But you’re the only one who isn’t a biological brother right?

Danny: Yeah, which is why I feel so fragile in the band. They all have a special bond that I could never have. Kicking out a family member would be much harder than just a close friend. Everyday I’m thankful that I’m still in the band.

Interviewer: Are there any perks to not being a brother?

Danny: Yeah, I mean, I guess I have a form of leverage over them. I can call things out how they are and mediate when necessary. I help things go as smoothly as possible, and I’ve been given the role of the middle man. When it comes down to it, I feel like that’s why they keep me in.

That was all the snippet included. There were no links, no sources, no context. You locked your phone and set it back down on the table.

You felt sad. There was an indescribable pain in your chest that you could only attribute to sadness.

Danny had talked to you about his insecurities with his playing, especially during and after his injury, but he had never expressed something like this. Feeling like he was only still in the band as a peacemaker for the others? It hurt to even imagine him doubting himself that much. He was an amazing drummer and an even better person to be around. He mattered more than he would ever know.

You wondered if the others knew about what was said in this interview. If he didn’t mention it to you, you imagined he hadn’t talked to his band mates about how he was feeling. You didn’t know if you should ask him about it or if you should just act like you hadn’t seen the interview at all.

You felt a stray tear fall from your eye, but you quickly wiped it away. You didn’t realize that you had started crying, and honestly, you didn’t know why you were crying at all. You felt a little helpless in the situation and guilty that you hadn’t noticed any difference until today.

You sat up and brought your knees to your chest. Before you could continue to overthink what you had read, you heard shuffling in the kitchen behind you.

“Bip?” you heard Danny’s groggy voice call out from the darkness.

Your body went stiff, but you turned your head in response. You were thankful that he couldn’t see your tear-stained cheeks.

“Did I wake you?” he whispered. “I’m sorry, I just got thirsty.”

“No, you didn’t wake me, Danny,” you rasped back. His apology caused your guilt to flourish even more. “I can’t sleep.”

He turns on a dim light in the kitchen. It barely lit the room, but it was just enough to be able to barely see in the living room. You heard him turn on the faucet briefly to fill his glass with tap water. “Me neither.”

“Is something wrong?”

He takes a sip before answering with, “Just a long day.” He quietly walks to you. “Care if I sit with you for a bit?”

You weakly smile at him. “Of course not.”

Instead of sitting at the other edge of the couch, he sits on the cushion directly beside you. His body heat prickled your shoulder, and you could’ve swore he was leaning into you a bit. You sat in brief silence, not looking at one another, before you finally started a conversation to keep your mind from drifting to the interview.

“How’s Josh’s hand?”

He let out an airy laugh devoid of any humor. “He’s okay. It’s burnt, but nothing a little Neosporin can’t handle.”

You laugh but wince when you feel a throbbing pain in your head. You were mostly sober at this point, but all of the beers were starting to catch up to you. Danny glanced at you as soon as he heard the noise come out, and his eyes stopped at the table beside you. Earlier, he had set out two painkillers for you to take before you slept to avoid the hangover symptoms. You still hadn’t taken them.

“You really should take those, ya know,” he noted. You could sense the worry in his voice, but you tried to put that out of your mind.

“I’ll be okay,” you said with a smile as you massaged your temples.

“I know you will, but I want you to be okay now. Here.” He handed you the glass of water he had been sipping on. Once you grabbed it from him, he reached across you to the table. You blushed at the feeling of having him so close, draped across you.

He grabbed the two pills and held them out to you. “Please take them. I promise it’ll help. Especially in the morning.” His eyes dig into yours in his best endeavor to persuade you away from your stubbornness.

You took the pills from him and took them with a swig of water. The feeling of being taken care of and looked after was comforting, but you were also embarrassed from being babied.

“Thank you,” Danny said sweetly.

The blush you wore grew as you realized he had dropped his hand to rest right above your knee. You felt his hand twitch slightly once you noticed the placement, but he never moved away from you.

“Thanks, mom,” you tease in an attempt to lighten the nerves inside of you. You think it works until he laughs at the joke and pulls away right after giving a small squeeze. You watch his reaction, secretly proud that you somehow made him genuinely laugh through his sleep deprivation.

Once the laughter dies down, you settle back into silence. You can sense the tension in Danny’s body language. He focuses on his hands as he picks at his cuticles. He licks his lips and clears his throat nervously to prepare his next sentence.

“Thank you, for checking on me today.” His voice had lowered to a whisper again. “Both times, I guess. It felt nice to know someone noticed that something was wrong, but I’m sorry to make you worry.”

You were slightly shocked to hear the openness in his admission. He had seemed so closed-off all day that this was a bit of a change in pace.

“You don’t have to apologize, Danny. You’re my best friend.”

He cracked a smile at you. “And you’re mine.”

“You know you can talk to me, right?”

He nodded. “I know,” he breathed. “I appreciate you so much, Bip.”

He always sensed the times that using that nickname would make you smile. You ran your finger around the rim of his glass that you were still holding. This was another time you wished you knew what he was thinking. This moment didn’t feel completely platonic, but you didn’t want to be the one to bring it up and potentially ruin what friendship you did have.

But you couldn’t deny the obvious feelings blooming for him.

“Sometimes,” he started again, breaking you away from your thoughts. “-it’s a little hard to talk about how I’m feeling, ya know?”

Of course you knew. You knew with every fiber of your being how he was feeling, but you didn’t respond, egging him to go on.

“I’m so used to taking care of other people that it’s difficult to process when others want to take care of me,” he finished.

“The helper needs help too,” you say. “It takes practice to get used to it, but you do so much for me, for all of us. You’ve got to let us reciprocate that.”

You could almost see the gears turning in his head as your words soaked in. He nodded and took a deep breath.

You hesitated before asking. “Do you want to talk about what has been bothering you?” You felt the tension return, and you immediately regretted asking. “You don’t have to-“

“I need to,” he interrupted. He silently sorted through his thoughts, trying to come up with a sentence that described all of his emotions. You could tell he was trying to not talk himself out of the conversation completely. “I don’t feel like I’m part of the band.”

There it was. The thing that has been bothering him for God knows how long. It was finally in the open, and he needed to talk about it.

“W-what? Danny, they love you.”

“They say that, yeah. I just don’t feel it sometimes.” He shifted his concentration to a string that was loose on his shirt. “The guys get front stage, I sit in the back. Sometimes I don’t even get a light that shines on me.” He sighed. “When it comes to concert outfits, the designers rarely even ask for my input because people won’t see me as much. It’s depressing.”

You opened your mouth, but he wasn’t finished.

“I feel like I’m a manager more than anything. I mean…you saw them today in the studio. It’s like that all the time. I didn’t even get a say in anything today, but the only reason they stopped arguing is because I reminded them that they could just use their other riffs and melodies in future songs.” His breath faltered once he cut himself off, and you could hear the tears forming.

You reach over to grab one of his hands away from the string he had been distracting himself with and rested your clasped palms on his leg. It wasn’t until then that he looked up at you.

“Danny, you have got to talk to them about this. I don’t know when, or how, but you need to. I noticed the way they treated you today, and you don’t deserve that. But I also know that they probably don’t realize that what they’re doing is hurting you. They’d want you to speak up.” You end your words by squeezing his hand.

He rubbed his thumb against yours, choosing to forego a verbal response.

“You're their best friend. They would do anything for you, just as you’d do anything for them. They are so lucky to have you, Danny.” Sincerity was dominant in your voice as you corrected yourself. “We are so lucky to have you.”

You two sat, shoulders pressed together, hands clasped as one, for a few silent minutes. You felt at peace knowing that he felt comfortable confiding in you. His fingers being intertwined with yours made you feel connected to him, in more ways than you could describe.

“I- I don’t know what I’d do without you, Y/N.”

Of all things, that was not on the list of things you expected to hear come from him. You grin at him to try to mask the butterflies in your belly, which were growing every passing second. You hoped he didn’t take your silence as discomfort because that was far from what you were feeling.

He shifted beside you and started to stand from his place on the couch. The disappointment from the idea of him getting up made your blood run colder than it had been. You frowned to yourself, but quickly straightened your face.

“I could make some tea before I try to go lay back down. It might help the both of us go to sleep,” he chuckled.

And just as fast as your smile faded, it reappeared. He was back to the same ole Danny that cared so deeply for others.

“That sounds great, yeah.”

He started walking towards the kitchen, but he didn’t let go of your hand until he absolutely had to. You heard him laugh softly once your grasps were ripped from one another from the distance growing between you. While he started to make the tea, you thought to yourself, replaying the conversation in your mind while you patiently waited for him to return.

You had already started to drift in and out of sleep by the time he was done making the tea. He tried to lightly set the cup on the table beside you, but the soft clink made your eyes snap open fully.

“Looks like you don’t even need the tea anymore,” he taunts.

A laugh was forced out of you as you yawned. “And let all your hard work go to waste? Never.” You grabbed the cup and sipped away at the warm liquid. The drowsiness you were experiencing only escalated once the chamomile tea entered your system. You two carried on soft whispers of sleepy conversation until you had finished your beverages.

He took the cups to the sink and washed them as quietly as possible. You had rested your head on the back on the couch with heavy eyelids. He was wiping his hands as he hesitantly asked, “Do you…wanna sleep in my bed?”

You couldn’t hide the smile that crept onto your sleepy face. “As long as you’ll let me cuddle you like old times.”

“I don’t see how that benefits you, but I’m always down if you’re offering,” he shrugs and grabs the blanket you had been lying under. There was a baby pink tint on his cheeks that you couldn’t see. “Come on.”

Once you had transported your belongings to his room, you climbed under the warm comforter and blankets. He had turned on a fan, knowing that you slept best with white noise. As promised, he scooted as close to you as he could, his back flush against your chest. You brought one of your arms to rest under your head and play with his hair while the other arm was draped across his waist.

As you let your mind and body rest, you smiled at the familiarity of this position, having done this countless times before during sleepovers and movie nights at your apartment. Though, there was something different about it this time.

He was clutching the hand that you had placed over his belly.

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>>>part IV

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