#I was obsessed with AC for like 3 months and then didn't touch it again

[aliceundrground]

Having fun with cozy grove but wish I could actually just name my animals for real? Also wish it wasn't irl time based but thats what switch settings are for I guess lmao

[cosmicarchivist692]

Radiorose Week Day 3: Rosie's Fun

[6/8]

"Rosie darling, why do you insist on having garlic bread every time we eat together?" Alastor asked as Rosie handed him a piece of garlic bread. "You don't even eat it! You just give it all to me..?"

Rosie smiled and stifled a laugh, "What? Do you not like garlic bread?"

"Well, I do, but-"

Rosie interrupted, "Exactly! So just enjoy it and move on!"

"But I don't think that I need it with every meal... especially, when said meal is waffles and eggs." Alastor continued, poking at the bread with his fork. His smile may've been stitched onto his face, but she could tell, he was not amused.

"Well then don't eat it, but I... will be right back" Rosie quickly fled the room and turned the corner, instantly breaking out into a laughing fit.

It took 5 minutes for her to calm back down, and while she was laughing she thought, "I'm glad Al's getting back to normal. He came back super distant 4 months ago and then he..."

She stopped thinking about that. She didn't want to process those memories right now. Perhaps another time.

Rosie came back to the table. Al eyed her up and down before returning to his food.

"You haven't touched your garlic bread, you really should-" Rosie started.

Alastor threw his garlic bread across the table and it hit her head with a:

Al's eyes opened wide, he did not think his aim was that good.

They both sat there, silent, for 5 seconds, looking at each other, before busting out into laughter.

"I'm so sorry! I did not think my aim was that good!" "You're the Radio Demon! When you were human you never missed your targets, why would I be any different?!" They continued laughing, barely stopping to breathe.

Eventually they stopped laughing and Al started talking about his life at the hotel. "I swear, they would be even further from 0 with their little redemption plan, if I wasn't there." Al vented.

"I work harder than a bootlegger before one of FDR's little 'fireside chats...'" Al said with an eye roll, mocking the late heaven-sent president.

Rosie sighed, Al would never catch up with the modern times, would he?

"Well what about Husker and Nifty? Don't they help?" "Well yes, but Nifty is obsessed with roaches and other assorted creatures, while Husk would rather be gambling his life away. Which he did, and he died for it. And then he did it again, and now I own his soul. One would think he would learn..."

"What cards did you beat Husker with again?" Rosie asked, a slight smirk appearing on her face.

"I had an ace of queens and an ace of spades, but I don't see why that's important." Al asked curiously as his head tilted.

Rosie responded with a smug grin, "Oh it's not. It just makes sense though." "Why?" "Seeing how it's all aces with you." Rosie said, holding in a laugh.

Alastor glared at Rosie, "There it is again! You've said something along those lines 3 times now. Why?" He said as his teeth didn't move, glowing instead as he spoke.

Rosie put a hand to her mouth and started chuckling again and didn't give Al an answer. Alastor sighed, and his smile went back to normal.

A couple weeks later Alastor came back into Cannibal Town with Charlie. Rosie made another ace joke, just different enough that it went over Al's head.

Right after Rosie finished giving relationship advice to Charlie she says, "Charlie, Alastor doesn't know it, but he's aroace."

Charlie's eyes lit up and a huge smile appeared on her face, "We should tell him that!"

"No!" "Wait, what? Why not? He should be able to understand himself more." "Just wait a little while, he still doesn't get all the jokes I make." Rosie smiles an mischievous grin. "I have fun teasing him about it when he doesn't even know. It's absolutely hilarious."

Charlie left that interaction both hopeful about the advice she was given for her relationship, and a tad confused about Rosie and Alastor's relationship.

Author's Note:

First off! I did make a bit of an assumption of when Al died. From what I searched, Al died in 1933. The fireside chats started in March that year, so I assume Al died in the later half. Maybe August, September, or October. It would be prime hunting season after all.

This is smaller because I have to do so much for some other ones that I didn't really want to overwork myself. Sorry!!! Tomorrow's is going to be amazing though! But a bit of a warning, it's a little dark and there are some trigger warnings. It's nothing too intense, but just fair warning.

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[slightlystupidhun]

Niente

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

A band AU I’m writing! Sorry if it’s bad! There is no magic in this universe, just music! @puffin-smoke did an amazing Redacted Band AU that you should check out too!

Niente; To nothing; indicating a diminuendo which fades completely away…

It was a cool fall evening in the shaw household, the lights of the house emitting a warm feeling from the outside. It had been half a year since Gabriel Shaw took Tank in. Their parents had dropped them off to study with David and just never came to pick them up. Tank remembers so vividly how the phone rang, and rang, and rang but no one picked up. Gabe refused to let them leave on their own so he took them in, they were just a few months away from turning 18.

Tank had not intended to join the “family” band either. It was more of something that happened to them. One day while paroling the house they saw that one of David's old electric guitars was left out in the living room. The black guitar with red paint splattered on it, giving the impression of blood, was so appealing to Tank they simply couldn't resist. They had practiced acoustic guitar, but had little experience on electric. They only remembered what little their father taught them when he attempted to play, the instrument never sounding right in his hands.

They picked it up, it was already plugged into the amp, and looked around the room. Pausing for a moment, waiting to hear if anyone had come into the house, they were pleased to find that they were still home alone. David and Gabe left for a meeting for their band. David was the drummer, Asher was the singer, and Milo played bass. Their old electric guitarist, Asher's sister, left for a different band. The first few notes they strummed on the guitar sent electricity through their veins. They strummed again, becoming obsessed with the sound. It fully represented them, their thoughts, feelings, their whole being. They began strumming out the chords to an AC/DC song their dad tried playing, thunderstruck. It was the a simple standard they knew how to play on electric.

The music soared from the guitar and filled the room. Tank started playing with the strings and improving their own melodies. They were so wrapped up in the song that they didn't hear Gabe and David enter the house. They didn't see the pair walk into the living room. The sound enveloping the house was completely theirs, like they owned the instrument. No one could replicate the way they played. Even if they weren't perfect at it they were still so alluring.

As Tank strummed the last chord on the guitar, Gabe stepped forward and applauded. Their head snapped up, fiery eyes meeting his warm ones. A slight blush spread across their face and they quickly stepped away and set the guitar on the soft green couch next to them.

“I… I… sorry…” They mumbled out. “I wont touch it again…”

“No! Don’t say sorry. In fact, you were quite good. Ever played before now kid?” Gabe asked moving over to pick up David's old guitar.

“No… not really. I mean I've been playing acoustic guitar a little, or I used to with my da… with you know.” They kicked their feet on the hardwood floor..

“Well my band is looking for a guitarist. I'm sure Dad would be willing to teach you. He taught Asher's sister.” David said, nudging Tanker with his shoulder.

“Me?” Tank asked.

“Absolutely! I will! You’re in the band Tank!” Gabe cheers as he wraps an arm around Tank. “I’ll start teaching you tomorrow.”

That is how they ended up where they were now. On a large stage opening for a band that Tank has been a fan of for a while now. They were called Tooth&Fang. Tank was practically in love with Quinn, the lead singer. He was attractive and very, very charismatic.

As their set came to a close as David rattled the symbol one final time. The whole band waved as Asher yelled out one final time.

“Thank you everyone! We are DxW! You have a good night!” He and the band ran off stage, high fiving one another. Tank stood on the outside avoiding the three’s cheers.

“Hello~” A sly voice spoke into Tank's ear. Tanks eyes widened, immediately recognizing the voice. They pivoted to see the mischievous grin on the face of Quinn Fox, the lead singer they're practically in love with. “Well aren't you, a spitfire. You played that electric like a star, precious.”

Tank was on cloud nine. Quinn even offered to meet them in his dressing room after the show.

“No.” David said, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall in the alley way. The band was packing their equipment up in their van.

“What? Why not? He literally just wants to meet up!” Tank pleaded, waving their arms about.

“No. No super famous 28 year old rockstar wants to meet with a 19 year old, just to chat and hang out. I've heard about his reputation…”

“But you haven't seen his reputation have you. You haven't experienced it first hand. You have no idea whether or not it's true!” They pointed their finger into David's chest, knowing it would irritate him.

“Tank. No. And get your finger off my chest dumbass.” David's eyes lit up with anger.

“I'm going. I am 19 fucking years old. I am old enough to choose what I am gonna do with and where I am going to spend my time.” They pivoted on their heels and began walking back inside.

“Tank stop!” David yelled at them before crossing his arms and standing firm. “I’ll tell Dad.”

Those three words stopped Tanker in their tracks. Was he serious? He was going to rat on them and play tattle tail. Furrowing their brows and balling their hands into fists they walked back over to David. “I hate you.”

The next two days the only time Tank spoke to David was if he directed them to do something in the band. They were pissed off at him. How the hell was he able to control what they did? And the fact that he threatened them with telling Gabe. They continued to ignore him and mope around until their phone buzzed. They looked at their instagram feed and saw a message from Quinn_The_Vamp.

[circuitfurscaleandvine]

Inspired by @princess-maid, who makes way great hdg posts and you should absolutely be following if you're into that.

Self Discovery Pipeline (post turning 16):

Pansexuality: Look, nobody is hot, so I guess we should try dating boys too. (tbh, still need more boys in my life) (And no, we didn't realize we were ace-spec for another 8 years)

Polyamory: Look, if you want to date someone else at the same time, I really won't mind. I want you to be happy, no matter what shape that takes. (5 years later) wait there's a word for that!?

Healthy Plurality: We heard randomly this phrase from across the room at a UU brunch and it changed our life. Just... oh, there's a healthy way to be us. Oh, MPD doesn't have to be a struggle. (NGL, tulpamancy techniques helped us selfcare more than books on DID that pathologized the whole thing)

Service Oriented: (honestly this wasn't a single realization, it was a dozen across years) Helping is the best. Clear instructions are the best. Praise is so good. Why can't we find that? Doesn't anyone need a servant? It hurts so much to not have a master. It's debilitating. It's a hole in our soul... (this colors all six of us even now, we all cope in different ways)

Demisexuality: When people say some celebrity is hot, they /actually get aroused/? wtf. No. (queue AVEN deepdives) (🦉Sensuality-gated Sexuality, to be more accurate. Until touches have been exchanged, you're not a sexual thing for us.)

Not Human: Sure, we've had a dog headmate since we were first plural, yeah she kinda bottles up a lot of painful unfulfilled needs so the rest of us don't have to handle them, but like, seriously nobody /wants/ to be human. fantasizes about replacing joints with servos

Gender - Nah, I'm not trans, I took E for two weeks and felt nothing. goes off. worst week of our life. OKAY Trans it is then. (we checked again 3 months later and it was /also/ the worst week of our life) (Also yes you can be cis on HRT, but we definitely aren't)

Autism: "No seriously, you're autistic, how did you not know? Wait, HOW DID YOUR PARENTS NOT KNOW??" - literally 10 people within a single week. (Relatedly, our parents trust the medical system enough to put us in therapy, but not enough to accept diagnosis. They never mentioned our therapist's suspicions to us. Found out later they're both medicating to stay functional, while telling our brother and us not to do the same.)

PDA Autism: Wait… that explains why we get full body lockdowns when a request hits us at the wrong angle… and why we need 24 hours advance notice to agree to anything… and why were so obsessed with social theory since like 10.

Sweet, I finally got it all figured out, with these tools I have achieved self-enlightenment. Only took 30 year-

ADHD

Therapist: "No seriously, your struggles to maintain habits aren't just Autism" Me: "I just have lots of memory gaps from Dissociation and Autism makes me need structure but not always know what sort I need." Therapist: "You explained very clearly what structure you need, and then gave a dozen reasons you were unable to follow through. You have executive dysfunction." Me: "Can't be, like, I work a job." Therapist: "You're only able to stay employed because you have two partners caring for you parttime, and most of what they do is assist you with self-care. Take some tests" Me: first test Fuck. second test Fuck. third test Fuck. Fine.

Final Note: 🦎we didn't put headmate tags on these because most these realizations happened via previous headmates. A big realization often causes one or more of us to shift heavily, and struggle to identify with who we were before the change.

[grimmywrites]

what got you into l4d? if you like history, do you like games like assassin's creed?

I am a huge horror fan. I have been since I was two years old and my mother let me watch movies I shouldn't have, haha! I love horror elements in any media and especially video games which I've also been playing since I can remember. Resident Evil was my first horror series and I just thought their zombies and monsters were so cool, so I was a big zombie fan (fun fact: werewolves are my favorite monster). My brother and I (17 months apart so we grew up as best friends, too) heard about L4D and we were SO excited to play a multiplayer horror game together. I remember we spent so much time playing the first game together we STILL use the inside jokes we made while playing it. The second game came around and we played it again and I became very obsessed with it and in particular Nick and Ellis. I was in the fandom at its earliest stages, writing Nellis stories for me and my other best friend who loved the pairing, too. I guess the rest is history! I *love* Assassin's Creed and its use of historical fiction. I will admit I haven't played every game in the series but that was a conscious decision. For example, I adore 1, the Ezio trilogy, and Black Flag. I didn't like 3 or anything that came after BF because I wasn't interested in the time period. (Honestly, I'm not the biggest pirate fan so I didn't know how I'd like BF but the story was excellent and that ended up mattering more than the golden age of piracy for me.) I didn't play another game until Origins was announced because... Egypt?! I remember people being disappointed it wasn't *ancient* ancient Egypt but instead Greek/Roman period, but that made me *more* excited. Even knowing it'd have Cleopatra and Caesar (which is something I'll argue has been covered to death) I loved the game and characters. As for Odyssey... I loved it and I'm in the minority. But for that game I separated it from an Assassin's Creed game. For me it's a fantasy game with rpg elements about ancient Greece and it made it such a blast for me. The efforts the researchers went to for that--contacting historians and studying the culture--was breathtaking. I did not play Valhalla, though... because I don't enjoy the Viking period (please don't hate me!).

I actually had a Nellis AC au idea, lol. It has made it pretty far in to the planning stage but I don't know that it'll ever be written. I just loved the idea of the boys in Renaissance Italy (specifically Brotherhood setting because I loved that game). Thanks for this ask, I'm really touched by the interest! Thanks for caring <3