#I will try to remember to update this as things change but make no guarantees

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Ok!! Mutual posting about self shipping has given me enough confidence to try it myself. At some point within the next two weeks I will hopefully start work on some writing for several of these, but let’s start off with a list:

Self-Ships I’m Interested In Exploring More, Either Romantically Or Otherwise, Likely To Be Shortened As I Explore:

Subsection: OCs

Penn Candor

Marya Saune

Percival Candor

Subsection: Blaseball

Kit Seraph (kind of overlaps with OCs. But whatever.)

Original Megan Ito | Reader (I know they’re not canonically the same but I love this interpretation)

New Megan Ito | Nue

Parker MacMillan Prime | P’

Subsection: Ace Attorney

Phoenix Wright

Mia Fey

Miles Edgeworth

Simon Blackquill

Subsection: MCRP (Minecraft Roleplay) (you are Not Allowed to judge me here, I know it’s a little awkward bc some of these are pretty close to real people. But I digress)

LS!JumperWho

Traffic!Impulse

HC!Impulse

Traffic!Grian

Traffic!Etho

Subsection: Everything Else

Kakashi Hatake (Naruto)

Jonathan Grolon (Terrorball)

Kara Sage (Terrorball)

Taylor Herbert (Worm)

Kyle Rayner (DC)

So. We’ll see how this all turns out. Also honorable mention to Runiazasu/PMMIX, who have both taken up space in my head and use it to make out with each other. Love that for you guys.

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The Therapy of Gravity (and Giggles)

So I've been struck with an ingenious idea as I tend to do (so modest, I know lol). Since this fic is going to be pretty long and I've gotten about 6k words so far (with A LOT more to write still) I'm going to post it in installments as I get it written. 😁

This first part will be around 2.5k words. I will then add when an update has been made at the top of this post as well as make a new post on my blog alerting to it. Could be fun, right? Get your imaginations going on what the next installment will contain. 😋

UPDATE 6/20/25 with Part 2 (2.9k words)!!!

Thanks again to @fukyohero-0u0 for the idea for this fic!

WARNINGS: There will be restraints used as well as some foot-focused tickling so if that's not for you then you may want to pass on this one. I'd still say it's on the line with all my other fics of Wade just being Wade though. Nothing sexual except for Wade's usual inappropriate comments. I mean, if you can handle watching "Deadpool and Wolverine" in the first place then I think you can handle my fics unscathed. lol

So anyways, enjoy what I've got here so far and hope you'll look forward to the next part! 😁 I'll leak some more out once I get more written.

"Deadpool and Wolverine"-verse

ler!Wade/Deadpool x lee!Logan/Wolverine

Word Count: TBD (Currently 5,438)

"What the fuck is that thing?" Logan asked in stunned astonishment as Wade presented him with the "big surprise" that he had been ranting about to him for the past couple of days.

"That, my fine feral friend, is an inversion table. Totally all the rage these days. What do you think, huh? Can you believe someone just threw this thing out on the curb? One man's trash, amirite?"

Logan frowned skeptically as he continued to look it over, scratching at the back of his head.

"I can't say I really blame 'em for throwin' it out. It looks like some kinda weird torture device."

Wade gasped, laughing in surprised mock-horror.

"Whahahaat?! Noooo. No, of course it's not, don't be silly."

"Well why does it have those extra braces all welded onto it? Like they were afraid they were gonna break it or something," Logan pointed out the crudely welded together supports, though Wade was ready with a simple explanation.

"Oh that? I actually did that myself. I wanted to increase the weight capacity of it since you're, what? Three....Four-hundred pounds, right? Wouldn't want my little honey badger to get hurt now if I have anything to do with it."

Logan seemed satisfied with that answer, but he still couldn't shake the uneasy feeling he had about it.

"So....what's it supposed to do?"

"Lots of things! It improves your blood flow for one, which is going to help tremendously with your mood. And hanging upside down by your feet is going to allow your old, creaky bones, particularly your back, to decompress. You're going to feel that tension release so fast you're going to wish you had gotten one of these sooner. On top of that you can even use it for some light calisthenics. Gotta keep those smoking hot abs of yours looking good for the big screen," Wade teasingly slapped him on the stomach, "Now why don't you hop on there and give it a test run."

Logan's eyes scanned over the piece of equipment again while he considered everything and came to a decision.

"Look, I appreciate you going through all the trouble but think I'm gonna pass."

"Hold on now, take another minute to think about it. I promise this will be an unforgettable, life-changing experience for you. And also remember what Laura said, you need to be open to trying new things even if they seem weird or scary to you."

Logan was silent again as Wade's words played over in his mind. Laura had said that, and he really didn't want her to be disappointed in him, especially when it came to trying things that could potentially improve his well-being.

"Alright. If you think it's gonna help."

"I know it is! It's got the Wade Wilson stamp of guarantee! Now let's get you all set-up on here and I'll guide you through it. Put your feet here with your back against the table."

The older man still looked unsure as he stepped into position while Wade kneeled down to adjust and secure the ankle cuffs on him.

"Voila! That's all there is to it. Easy, right? Now we're gonna tilt you back here....," Wade stepped to the side as he began guiding the table slowly into its inverted position until Logan's body was at about a 60-degree angle off of the floor.

Logan hung there quietly for a few moments before glancing up at Wade.

"Now what?"

"Now you just relax and let gravity work its magic on decompressing your body. You should be feeling it soon. Tell me when you do," he instructed excitedly as Logan nodded, giving it another minute before it all started to happen just as Wade had said.

"Yeah.....I think I'm starting to feel it," his wary mind began to relax more as his bones felt like they were indeed slowly pulling away from each other.

"Excellent. Now to increase the effects let me help you stretch your arms out more. I promise it will be worth it," Wade again got down on the floor as he gently grasped Logan's wrists, receiving a nod of approval.

"Now trust Dr. Wade here. We're going to do some breathing exercises at the same time, k? So close your eyes and breathe in deep....."

Logan tried to calm his body even more once he closed his eyes and began breathing exactly as Wade directed him.

"Good good. Now a few more....In.....And out.....Iiiiiiin.......Hold that last one....."

Logan hated to admit it, but Wade had been right, and this was actually turning out to be a pretty soothing experience for him. His body felt much looser, and it was like a weight had been lifted off of his mind.

He could feel his eyes rolling back into the depths of his head as relaxation completely overwhelmed his body and brain. Once this was all over, he was really going to have to think of a way to thank Wade for putting his doubts aside and proving to him that this was one of his best ideas that he'd ever....

"And exhale," Wade finished as Logan suddenly felt two fast clicks snap against his wrists. All the suspicions he had fought off about Wade's intentions instantly returned as his eyes shot open to find he was now handcuffed to the base of the table.

Panic and anger were his first reactions as he let out a fierce growl and started jerking roughly at the handcuffs that were preventing him from bringing his arms back down.

"What the.....Wade! What the fuck is this?!" 

"Ah, well those there are adamantium handcuffs. Also all the rage these days."

"No, fuckhead! I mean what the hell do you think you're doing?!"

"Not to worry. It's all part of the plan," Wade reassured as he got to work wrapping a similar chain around Logan's ankles, "There we go. Now you won't slip out."

"I should have known you were up to something! I felt it in my gut and ignored my instincts!"

Wade simply laughed and flopped down onto the floor in front of him to be at his sight level.

"Save the dramatic performance for "Deadpool and Wolverine 2", Hughie. Besides you won't need acting skills for the next part of this."

Feelings of murderous intent immediately flooded Logan's thoughts.

"You're gonna regret this. Once I cut my way outta here I'm gonna wring your fuckin' neck until your eyeballs pop outta your damn head!" Logan went to release his claws and was shocked to find that they wouldn't come out after multiple attempts as he stared at his fists in confusion, "The fuck is......What did you do to me?!"

"Calm down calm down. It's only temporary. You see those aren't just your average, run-of-the-mill adamantium cuffs. No, those have built-in extraterrestrial magnets that keep metal in a state of suspension. I swiped them from Stark's place as a souvenir after they declined to let me be an Avenger. Think they intended to use them to subdue you if you ever went rogue....well, this universe's Logan at least. So good thing I snagged them first, huh?"

Logan groaned in displeasure and let his head fall back.

"Great. So with all of your other mental disorders and weird habits we can add kleptomaniac to that list."

"All undiagnosed, mind you," Wade chuckled as he stood in front and slowly surveyed over the predicament that he had put his roommate into.

"Not gonna lie Peanut, you look pretty hot all strung up like that," Wade intentionally mused aloud, triggering Logan's anger to flare up.

"Fuck you, Wilson! Get me outta this! NOW!! What're you tryin' to do here anyways?!"

"So glad you asked Wolvie. See I know you've been working on a lot of meditation and trying to figure out ways to relieve the stresses in your mind and I think I've got just the thing that's going to do all of that for you," he smiled excitedly as Logan stared suspiciously back at him with a brow raised.

"What kind of good could you be up to that involves chainin' me up like this?!"

"All will be explained in due time. First things first, there's a small matter of getting an answer to a question which funnily enough just occurred to me that I don't know about you," Wade laughed as he knelt on the floor in front of Logan while the other man glared dangerously at him.

"Well get on with it. The sooner we get this over with the sooner you can let me the fuck out of this," Logan growled, watching Wade's smile widen eerily.

"Now that's not the attitude you want, my heavy metal friend. I'm gonna need you to have an open mind and trust the process here, okay? Now tell me because I've been dying to know.......Is the Wolverine at all....," he reached over and deftly poked Logan in the ribs, "Ticklish?"

Logan luckily was highly on guard to whatever crazy shit Wade could be up to and managed to hold back any reaction to the jab on his side. He was a master at keeping his emotions extremely well masked, though currently inside his mind he was experiencing a rare bout of panic.

Because yes dammit, he was ticklish. Terribly so. Heightened senses came at a price with the drawback being that he could feel everything from the caress of the wind to every major injury he had ever sustained. 

At some point in his life he had discovered, to his embarrassment, that he was very susceptible to being tickled. Past lovers, his friends and teammates of the X-men, they all had figured it out eventually and were always delighted to have a way to get a smile or laugh out of him, which he had decided wasn't all that bad.

He had resigned himself to the fact that eventually Wade would figure it out too, but this wasn't the way he had expected it to go. Even though he'd been tickled many times to the point of begging for mercy he had always been able to somewhat guard his ticklish areas and at least have a fighting chance to get away.

Being completely restrained with his whole body vulnerable and not able to even have any kind of defense was a frightening thought for him, and he was going to try everything he could think of to get out of it.

"Ticklish?! That's what this shit is all about?! Of course I'm not, you fucking moron! What has to be going on in your idiotic head that would even make you think of something so stupid?!"

Logan was confident that if he remained aggressive and adamant that Wade would take his word and abandon this whole idea, but what he didn't know was that he hadn't hid his reaction as well as he had thought. 

Wade had been observing his face very very closely when he gave that initial rib poke and unfortunately for Logan his eyes had given him away as his nerves responded with a brief dilation of his pupils. It was quick, but it didn't escape Wade's observations.

Another thing was, he wasn't being entirely truthful. He knew Logan was at least a little ticklish and had known for a while. And that knowledge was all thanks to Logan's recently acquired counterpart, Laura.

After bringing her back from the Void she had naturally wanted to be around Logan more with him being the closest thing she had to family and of course reminding her of the Logan she had known before.

It was as if she was trying to prove to herself that this Logan was very real and was always touching him and making some kind of physical contact with him. And Logan had welcomed these touches, having gone so long without them where before he'd taken it all for granted.

Unbeknownst to them Wade had observed them one day that Laura had come over to the apartment while they were sitting on the couch, waiting for Wade to return with some drinks. Their conversation had started off with the mundane though that quickly turned into mild banter, resulting in Laura reaching over to squeeze Logan's side.

"AhHAhaHey! Stop thahahat," he laughed and jumped a mile high before grabbing her hand to playfully glare at the smirking young woman.

"You always been so ticklish?" She smiled proudly, happy to have gotten such a natural reaction from him as he tended to still be a bit stiff at times.

"People who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones, kid. You've pretty much got my dna, remember?" He quipped back with a gentle poke to her ribs, making her grin and scoot away.

"Sure. But I'm not trapped living in a place with someone like Wade. Does he know?"

"No, and don't you dare fucking tell him."

The look of worry on Logan's face made Laura giggle.

"I won't. But you know he's going to figure it out sooner or later."

"Yeah, but I'll try my damndest to make sure that he never does. I don't know if my sanity can take it," he sighed, finishing off the beer in his hand while Laura patted him on the back.

"You know he means well. Besides, it's not like he's going to tie you up and tickle you to death like in a cartoon or anything."

"I wouldn't put it past him, but you're probably right. He can't be that crazy."

Unfortunately, Wade was that crazy. He had been planning this for weeks now and knew that getting Logan restrained would be the safest way to explore this new discovery.

But he wanted to ride this out and knew how satisfying it would be to make Logan admit his little weakness to him, so he'd play ignorant for now.

"While your bravado is cute and all I feel like you may be holding back on me. Maybe another test is needed to really confirm, hm? Unless there's something you'd like to tell me," he waited a moment but Logan's face revealed nothing with his mind transformed into full lock-down guard mode.

"Eat shit and die," Logan's lips pulled back into a snarl, feeling the last of his hope smash to pieces when Wade only threw his head back in amused laughter.

"Oh Peanut, who told you I was into that? Have you been snooping in my browser history, you naughty boy? You know what, I actually was counting on you being your usual defensive self and not admitting anything. Do you know how satisfying it's going to be to get that first giggle out of you?"

"What's gonna be satisfying is when I get outta here I'm gonna slice your ass in two. That's a fucking promise," Logan knew he was beyond fucked, but Wade hadn't broken his will yet.

"Now do you mean literally, or is that some kind of innuendo? Because frankly I'm down for it either way. But don't try to distract me with your kinky proposals, we've got to get back on track here."

Wade scooted in closer and reached for Logan's sides.

PART 2 STARTS HERE!!

"Now let's see if this can get me some more straight answers..."

With that he eagerly began to gently spider his fingers along Logan's stretched out ribs. The curious digits slid over every bone and lightly prodded between them into the empty spaces, not missing a spot from where they met at his sternum all the way around towards his backside.

Logan immediately shut his eyes and tried to disconnect his mind from his body. The tickling was very light, which wasn't enough to make him succumb, but he also was not at all hiding the fact that it was getting to him.

His cheeks puffed slightly as he attempted to maintain his breathing and endure, especially once the fingers stiffened to start giving quick pokes and prods into his ribs at random. An overbearing wave of nervousness began to wash over him, knowing that with Wade behind the wheel that it all was going to get so much worse than this.

Logan kept his jaw clenched and aside from a few grunts he managed to contain all of the noises threatening to burst out of him, though he couldn't stop his torso from writhing as he tried to get relief from the devilish fingers. Still Wade was beyond pleased.

"Ooooh you're a squirmy one, aren't you? We need to get you to relax and share your laughter with me, but I get the feeling that you won't be able to hold it in forever," Wade smirked as he finally removed his hands after a torturous seventeen seconds that felt like hours to the trapped man.

Logan could feel the sweat on his brow and released the breath he had been holding, regaining his bearings before he looked up at Wade in total bewilderment.

"Wh-Why are you doing this?"

Wade cocked his head at the almost puppy dog-eyed look that Logan was currently displaying as he attempted to soothe his mind.

"I promise you my aim with this is far from nefarious. It's actually pretty simple, honey badger. The bottom line is, you need to laugh more and your best buddy in the whole wide world is more than ready to assist with that. A good dose of tickling is just what the doctor ordered."

"For the hundredth time, I told you I'm not...," he halted his line of bullshit from the clearly unconvinced look that Wade was giving him, dropping his head back and groaning in defeat, "Fuck....Okay....Fine. Fucking fine. Yes, I am a little ticklish, okay? Happy? Can we just forget this whole crazy scheme of yours now and let me go?"

"Doesn't that feel better to get off your chest? It's nothing to be ashamed about. However, while I appreciate your honesty, I'm afraid that doesn't completely address the issue here. Nope, we're not leaving this spot until we get you laughing so much that you can't possibly laugh anymore. I promise you'll be thanking me when this is all over," Wade grinned and patted Logan's cheek.

"For fucks sake Wade, ya can't just tie someone up and tickle them at your twisted whims!"

"Au contraire! This isn't about me. Laughter is the best medicine there is! It's totally proven to increase your release of endorphins and lower your stress hormone levels."

"I don't know, Wade, I'm feelin' a little fuckin' stressed out right now," Logan growled as he eyed the handcuffs that currently held him prisoner, "If you don't release me right now, I swear I'm gonna yell so loud it's gonna wake up Althea and she's gonna come out here and beat the shit out of you again."

"Mmmm, yeah about that....I don't think she's even going to be aware," Wade grinned as he pulled a bottle of pills from out of his pocket and jiggled the container in Logan's face.

"You- You drugged her?!?!" Logan asked with horror overtaking his expression.

"What?" Wade then glanced at what he had in his hand before throwing it over his shoulder, "Whoops, wrong pocket."

He dug around in his pants for another few moments before retrieving a ticket stub for a bus ride downtown which he then presented to Logan.

"There. See that? She wanted to go see a friend on the other side of the city so me being the kind, considerate, guy that I am I offered to pay her bus fare. So she gets total undisturbed peace and quiet away from us and you and I get some quality alone time. Everyone wins! Yaaay!"

Logan groaned at seeing his last hope at being rescued from this madness slip away.

"I really fuckin' hate you, ya know that?"

"I'm sensing a bit of tension between us. You know what will fix that? Getting you laughing those motor-boat worthy titties of yours off," Wade smiled with a poke to Logan's chest, receiving an annoyed growl in response.

"Over my dead body, ya depraved fuck. So just let me go. You're not gettin' anything outta me."

"Oh, I don't think you are going to have much choice in the matter. And besides, you practically forced my hand into this since you don't laugh much at my jokes, which meant that other options had to be considered. Trust me, you're going to feel so much better when this is all said and done."

"It's not my fault that I don't have the mental capacity of a child! Only a five-year-old would find you even mildly funny!"

"Exactly," Wade tapped him on the nose before standing up, "Which is why if I can't tickle your funny bones verbally then I guess I'll just have to do it physically."

A shiver ran along Logan's spine at the unnerving grin that Wade had on his face as the other man walked over to retrieve a small step stool that was leaning against the wall before moving with it behind the table to where Logan couldn't see him.

"I'll make you a deal, asshole. You let me out of this right now and I promise I won't gut your stupid ass and string your intestines around the room like fucking Christmas tinsel."

"Ooooh now that's quite a tempting offer. But you should know better than to threaten me with a good time, sweet cheeks."

Logan could hear the stool being unfolded and then the steps creaking as Wade climbed up them so that now he was positioned over where Logan's feet were trapped.

"Now we're going to be here for a while so let's start off on getting you a little more comfortable..." 

It was more than easy for Wade to quickly pull off the house slippers that Logan had on his feet as he tossed them without a care over his shoulder.

"There we are. Niiice and comfy."

Logan's head immediately jerked up with eyes bulging as dread piled onto him from what he knew was about to happen.

"Wade, what are you doing?! Get the fuck away from my feet!"

"I'm just trying to help you out here, buddy. So let's get rid of these socks too so that your feet can breathe better," Wade was feeling especially evil and in order to increase Logan's anticipation he took his time as he slowly began to peel his socks away with Logan able to discern every inch of skin that was bared little by little.

Logan had not had his feet tickled much in the past, but it was enough to know that this was going to be bad. Really bad. He remembered how one time Kurt had teleported in for a surprise attack and Logan had ended up unintentionally kicking him in the ribs and nearly broke the bones with the force of his adamantium-backed foot.

Of course, he had no qualms about hurting Wade with his healing ability and all, but that wasn't even an option with the position he was currently in. He couldn't remember the last time he had felt so powerless and the reality of it all was really starting to set in.

"Wade this isn't funny! I'm warning you! Stop this now!" His voice went a little higher than he had intended as he yelped in his panic. He could now feel the surrounding air on his feet with Wade letting out a whistle as he stared down at the soles that he had just revealed.

"Fucking Christ, why is every part of your body so goddamn sexy?"

"Sh-Shut up!" Logan sputtered out in his flustered state, his toes cringing at having Wade so close to his unprotected feet.

"I'm serious. I think after this we need to set you up with your own Only Fans account to start selling some pics of these gorgeous tootsies. Think about it! We'd never have to worry about rent money again!"

"Not happening, ya fuckin' freak! Stop bein' fucking crazy and let me go!"

"At least consider it. I can't let you go yet though. We haven't even started. Besides, I wanted to give these a whirl....," Wade leaned around so Logan could see as he waved a couple of feathers in front of him, watching his eyes widen in pure terror.

"Th-The fuck are ya gonna do with that?" He asked, cringing on the inside because he knew exactly what those were for.

"Well it's certainly not to stick up my ass so I can call myself a chicken," Wade paused to laugh at his own joke, "See there's not a huge percentage of people who are feather sensitive, but I figure with your enhanced senses and all that you're a pretty good bet. So let's give it a try, shall we?"

"Absolutely not! Don't you fucking dare, Wade! Just drop this nonsense! WADE!!" Logan began thrashing in his bonds while Wade only grinned and slowly leaned back to where Logan's feet were tied helpless.

"Ah c'mon. There's no way the fearsome Wolverine is going to get taken out by a couple of silly little feathers," he tried to make his point as he dragged one of the feathers up Logan's right sole, making the foot instantly jerk back.

Wade could not contain the rush of glee he got from seeing that reaction.

"Oh me oh my, that is one sensitive foot, isn't it? I wonder if the other one is just as bad....," he mused out loud so Logan could hear.

Logan grit his teeth as he felt the same agonizing caress of a feather along his other foot with that barely being enough to keep him from letting out an embarrassing giggle. 

"Such pampered puppies. Must've demanded that spa days be included in your contract with Marvel, huh Hugh?"

"What the fuck are you talking about?!?!?!" Logan shouted in nervous exasperation, literally having no idea what Wade was referring to or why he was always calling him 'Hugh'.

"Oh, don't play coy with me, Mr. Jackman. We both know they'd do anything to get you back into that yellow suit. Though I'm curious to know what else was on your list of requirements besides a few pedicures. Sorry, I'm babbling, we can talk about that later. I know you're eager to get started."

Wade raised both feathers into position and began brushing them simultaneously up and down the now twitching feet. Logan quickly screwed his eyes shut again as he attempted to relax enough that he could meditate and try to block out the maddening sensations.

It was not at all easy and was just barely allowing him to manage it. His skin was so sensitive that he couldn't help involuntarily reacting to the literal feather-light touches with his legs giving small jerks in trying to pull away while his toes squirmed and curled against the assault.

He knew it was only a matter of time before he wouldn't be able to hold out anymore and would give Wade the satisfaction he was looking for. Still he would continue to fight with everything he had in him until the very end and that fact would hopefully at least help to hold his pride together once this was all over.

"Looks like we've got some activity here. But still nothing, huh? Not even a little titter? That's alright, I know you'll let loose when you're good and ready. Not to worry, I've got allllll the time in the world," Wade teased and began gliding the stiff but soft plumes along his arches with Logan's body giving a sharp buck as a small whimper escaped him.

Wade grinned while he pursued in his efforts to get his friend to crack as he attempted to penetrate his inner defenses.

"There's literally thousands of nerves in the feet, you know? That's why they're often so unbearably ticklish for a lot of the population. Though soft stimuli, like these feathers for example, would normally deliver feelings of soothing pleasure to most people. You though? I'm pretty certain you're not most people. Your will is strong, yes, but even Achilles had his heel. Hah! So ironic given the circumstances, wouldn't you say?"

The more Wade blabbered on, the more Logan was pulled out of the small mental block he'd put up and was sucked back into reality. The feeling of the feathers swirling around his heels and swiping over the balls of his feet was overwhelming and had his soles flexing madly in protest, though aside from a few light snorts through his nose he'd somehow managed to keep quiet

"Awww someone's a big tough guy, isn't he? Doesn't want his old pal, Wade, to know how ticklish he really is. That's fucking adorable. I know you can't hold it in forever, Peanut. Come ooooon, I know you're just dying to give me a giggle."

Dying was an understatement. Logan was at his wits end and was massively struggling to contain himself anymore. If it wasn't for his nature to always hide his emotions and power through just about anything he would've been laughing like a loony long ago.

Over his lifetime he'd resisted the most gruesome torture methods that one could imagine and suffered excruciatingly painful experiments that would've easily killed a normal man, the Weapon X project being the worst one. 

With his healing factor and acquired adamantium skeleton he was practically indestructible. A nuclear blast would have a hard time taking him out. He was a super soldier made to be the perfect weapon and the ideal killing machine for those unlucky enough to have him unleashed upon them.

But despite all that he had been put through over his lifetime none of it could have ever prepared him for what his crazy roommate had just brought upon him. 

Yes, he had been tickled before in the past, but never like this. Those other times the attack had come on swift with strong effort being used to make him laugh that he had been unprepared for, resulting in him caving rather quickly.

This was the complete opposite of that. So far Wade's techniques had been nothing but gentle. There was so much build-up leading to the actual tickling that he'd been able to put up some resistance and really hold back on his reactions.

Though these simple feathers, weightless instruments so harmless now softly teasing the bottoms of his feet and exploiting his heightened sense was threatening to break him. And finally after the internal struggle within himself he had come to terms that despite his best efforts they would succeed.

Once the feathers returned to being swiped back and forth across the arches of his feet, laughter finally started to bubble out of him with him still trying to fight it down.

"Wade I- nngggh....I swear I'm-Heheheeheehee- I'm gonna fuhuhucking kill you!" Those first giggles that came out felt devastating in a way, but maybe he could still downplay this to make it seem not as big of a thing as Wade wanted and possibly get him to lose interest.

He just had to remain confident and strong in keeping his reactions in check. He could do this.

"There we go! Now that wasn't so hard, was it? And you're going to kill me? With what? Kindness? Love? Eternal gratitude?"

"T-Take theeheeheeheese cuffs offa meheeheehee and I'll-heehehehehe- show ya!" Logan snickered through his teeth with both feathers brushing simultaneously at one foot while it wiggled around in unsuccessful attempts at evasion.

"Ah nice try, but not yet. I guess whatever you were thinking will just have to be a surprise later. I'm liking those giggles though. I wonder if we can do better?" He moved to the other foot to carry out the dual feather attack as Logan coughed to hide the louder chuckle that almost broke free.

"Thahahat's all yohohour gettin'! Hehehehehe! Nnnn-Now gihihihive it uhuhup!"

"Sigh. You're probably right. This just isn't going to work," Wade shook his head and reluctantly pulled away the tormenting objects. 

Logan felt relief when the ticklish brushes of the feathers finally stopped, letting out a long-winded but quiet sigh. 

"There. See? Not that ticklish. Are ya satisfied? Told ya this whole thing was a big fuckin' waste o' time. Now let me outta this so I can give you the fuckin' beating that you just earned yourse- "

"Now that the warm-up is complete....!" Wade interrupted his rant with a grin as he discarded the feathers and lifted his hands to start scribbling like crazy over the bottoms of Logan's feet, "Bet you'll really laugh for me now."

And laugh he did.

PART 3 COMING SOON!!! 😝

[roycekeaner]

ummm very needed intro post revamp. please please please read !!! sections in order : 'what runs this blog ?', 'what do i do ?', 'about asks', 'misc boundaries !!', 'sys information !!', 'blog resources !!'

this post might be updated / changed, please check back in once in a while !

check out my cool as fuck mutuals ->

my lame ass interests ->

stances ->

fictive related boundaries ( if you interact with my mbav posts, read these ) ->

also be warned this blog is cursed and likes to duplicate reblogs you might make from it lol

what runs this blog ?

my name is royce, but you can also call me rory / ror / ro or just keaner !

i'm an agender guy and use he / hymn / it / that pronouns, masc and object terms !

i'm a rory keaner fictive from my babysitter's a vampire ( played by cameron kennedy ) with a heavy connection to the fictokin community because i was one before splitting. i'm very source connected ! any kind of 'reality checking' will get you blocked.

i am not anything like fanon. don't treat me how the fandom does.

i'm also the host and i get frontstuck a lot !!!

i'm bodily a minor and an age slider - if that makes you uncomfy, block me. my birthday is october 29th !!!

i have a lovely boyfriend, the rest of the system is single and not looking.

i'm generally very friendly but i have rapid mood swings and am very opinionated. i'm also semi verbal !!! i may not always want to talk. i call everyone baby i promise i'm not flirting with you </3

i have low empathy with very few exceptions, so if you come to me with a problem, i'll probably give you solutions to fix it instead of trying to relate or feel bad.

i switch between i / me / my / myself and we / us / our / ourselves depending on the context !!!

what do i do ?

i'm an editor, writer, and chronic shitposter. i post a lot of mbav photo dumps both here and on pinterest ( @/K0DYYYYY ), and primarily post edits on tiktok ( previously @/kody_rulez, now moved to @/royce X3 )

if you're following me for mbav, be warned that i won't post about sarah x erica or benny x ethan.

i make all kinds of things !!! edits, gifs, blinkies, userboxes, icons, wallpapers, flags, etc !

if you repost any of my video edits, they must include my username and a link to the original post. you can use my gifs, blinkies, userboxes, icons, images, wallpapers, etc without credit, but it is appreciated !

matching with my tumblr wife @cr4shqueen ( tagging you in more than one main post omg )

p.s. if you want to avoid seeing posts about heavy topics, you can block the '#exotrauma' tag.

about asks !!

i love getting questions about my source and will happily answer any asks about it as long as they don't cross a boundary !!!

feel free to ask about headcanons as well ! please note that i won't talk about certain ships.

i also enjoy giving out advice !!! feel free to send in asks about things and i'll try my best to help out.

anons are more than welcome and will be tagged as '#anons are like insects' and '#🪲'. these can be replaced by a special tag if you use a sign off !

i don't read fanfiction, but if you write something you want me to see / inspired by something i've said or made / etc., feel free to show me ! i'll try my best to read what i'm sent.

please remember that there is no guarantee an ask will be answered.

misc boundaries !!

go read my boundaries post. do it.

i don't really have a dni, just important rules / info. i also block freely !

i don't mind nsfw accounts as long as your interactions with me are purely sfw. nsfw jokes / innuendos are fine from friends within my age range, but if you make jokes about me being a bottom or some shit like that i'm going to block you.

i avoid syscourse ( anyone who doesn't surround themselves with it can interact ) and fandom discourse like the plague.

don't drag me into ask chains or reblog bait.

i don't care if you're tcc but don't shove it in my face and keep it out of my blog !!!

if you use my gifs for your smut posts, i'm going to block you immediately.

sys information !!

we're still fairly new to syshood !!!

we currently have a low headcount as far as we're aware when it comes to fully formed alters.

we forget to clarify who is fronting a lot of the time and don't mind being asked !!!

we don't really like being referred to with plural they / them pronouns, and would prefer object terms / pronouns. ( ex. what instead of who, that or it instead of them ) we are also primarily male / male aligned !

occasionally other alters make short posts on this blog with their names in the tags. ( - maez, - rusty, - nugget ), i don't sign off since this is primarily my own blog, and we don't sign off when we're blurry, co - conscious, or co - fronting.

blog resources !!

tag guide - still being updated !!! currently updating all of the fictokin tags to fictive tags.

where to watch mbav for free

[just-another-josh]

Money

Samantha Danvers was working in her office at the Lena Luthor Foundation when the company’s namesake abruptly stormed in.

“Alright, talk.”

Sam, clearly unfazed, didn’t bother looking up from her laptop. “Hello to you too.”

Lena huffed and rolled her eyes. “Hello, Sam,” she said impatiently.

“To what do I owe the pleasure?” Sam tapped a few keys, her eyes still fixed on the screen.

Lena stood rigidly with her thumbs in her suit-pant pockets, fingers beating an annoyed rhythm. “I want to know about the bet.”

Sam paused her typing; her jaw set tightly as she forced herself not to look at her boss. “What bet are you referring to?”

Lena scoffed, “Oh please, Samantha. Don’t insult my intelligence.”

Sam huffed out a defeated breath and turned to face Lena. “What did you hear?”

Lena stepped closer and placed her hands on Sam’s desk. “Since you, Kara, J’onn, and M’gann were off doing the hero thing last night, Alex, Nia, Brainy, and I went to Al’s. Halfway through the evening, Nia was updating us on the status of their house hunting and complaining about the home prices being exponentially higher the closer they got to the city. Brainy then made a very off-hand comment along the lines of ‘…if only we had won the wager…’, but before he could finish, Nia elbowed him in the ribs while your wife kicked him under the table. The rest of the night, they changed the subject anytime I brought it up.” Lena leaned in and eyed Sam with a laser-sharp gaze. “So, tell me, what were all of you wagering on and what does it have to do with me and Kara?”

Sam took on a mock-offended posture, an indignant huff pushing out of her nose. “Awfully presumptive. What makes you think…and this is not an admission…that the bet was about you and Kara?”

“Process of elimination,” Lena said, feeling insulted. “C’mon, Sam. Did you forget I am first and foremost a scientist? I asked Kara when I got home last night if she knew anything, and she said she didn’t-”

“How do you know she’s not lying?” Sam interupted, trying her damndest to hide her grin.

Lena looked at Sam in disbelief. “Because secret identity aside, when it comes to me, my girlfriend is a shit liar.”

Sam nodded. “Point conceded. Continue.”

Lena flashed Sam a smug grin. “This morning, I ran into J’onn and M’gann at the DEO and asked them about it. They suddenly remembered they had to go grocery shopping and flew out of the balcony before I could get another word in.” Sam began nervously rubbing the back of her neck. “So, add J’onn and M’gann to you and the other three idiots, with Kara and I being the only two not in on it, it stands to reason that the bet has to do with us,” Lena finished arrogantly.

Sam’s face twisted into a look of indignation. “Hey! What makes you think I’m part of this…this…conspiracy?”

A look of complete bewilderment fell over Lena’s face. Resigned, she shook her head. “If your wife’s in on it, that guarantees you’re complicit.” Lena’s stare drilled into Sam for emphasis.

The CFO deflated and shook her head. “Coluan asshat. I should throw him into the sun.” Lena’s lips twisted into a cocky smile. Sam looked at her watch and saw that it was just past four o’clock. “Fuck it. It’s five o’clock somewhere,” Sam mumbled as she motioned towards the brown couch behind Lena. “Have a seat, I’ll get the drinks.”

Lena headed towards the couch, dropping her clutch on the coffee table and unbuttoning her coat. She had no sooner sat down before a tumbler filled with scotch was in her hand courtesy of Sam and her super-speed. Sam, taking a sip from her glass, had already settled on the other side.

Lena allowed her friend to indulge in a few sips silently before throwing an expectant look at her CFO. “Waiting.”

Sam took a long draw from her drink and rolled her neck, an audible crack resulted. She let out a long breath and sank further into the couch. “The bet had to do with when you and Kara were going to hook-up.”

“Hook-up, hook-up or start dating?”

“It wasn’t specified, but we all assumed since Kara is a complete Pollyanna, the two would run parallel to each other.” Sam took a drink to hide a knowing grin.

Lena chose to ignore Sam’s veiled implication that she was more morally flexible than her girlfriend, the look on her face instead remained banal. “What were the terms.”

Sam cleared her throat and shifted into executive mode. “The over/under was six months. No minimum buy-in and you could add additional money to the pot at any point, but you couldn’t change the time period you originally bet on. The pot would be split evenly amongst the winners. People were allowed to subtly try and influence the two of you but were not allowed to blatantly interfere.”

Lena tapped her finger on her chin. “Six months…when did the bet begin?” 

“At me and Alex’s wedding reception.”

Lena quickly did the math in her head; she and Kara had announced that they were a couple four months after the wedding. Lena hummed to herself but remained stone faced. “Whose idea was it?”

“Winn.” Sam said without hesitation, not feeling an ounce of remorse for throwing him under the proverbial bus. “Apparently, he watched you two have ‘an emotionally charged moment’ that convinced him your relationship was heading in the direction of more than platonic.”

“For god’s sake. We were crying and hugging. There was nothing remotely romantic about it,” Lena grumbled.

Sam raised her hands in mock surrender. “Hey, me and Alex were about to take off for Argo. I’m just quoting what he said.” Lena clenched her jaw but didn’t respond. “Whatever Winn saw encouraged him to make a beeline for Nia and Brainy and…well…the rest is history.”

Lena took a sip of her scotch before resting her elbow on the back of the couch, placing her head lightly on her fist. “So, what did the pot get up to?”

“Thirty-six grand,” Sam quietly said.

Lena abruptly sat up; her eyebrows comically raised. “Holy shit! How many people were in on this?”

Sam seemed to shrink into her seat. “A lot?” she said with a sheepish look on her face.

“Names, Samantha. I want names,” Lena ordered in a playful variation of her boardroom voice.

“Okay,” Sam grumbled in defeat. With a burst of super-speed, Sam was back on the couch with her laptop, furiously typing away.

Lena chuckled. “Of course they put you in charge of the bookkeeping.”

“Well, I am the only corporate accountant in our circle of friends…so…duh.” Sam shook her head in faux disgust. Lena remained silent while Sam tapped away at her keyboard, opting instead to take a few more sips of her drink. Before Lena had time to enjoy the satisfying burn, Sam indicated she was finished. “Ok, so, you already know about me, Alex, J’onn, M’gann, Brainy, Nia, Winn…there was Lois and Clark-”

“What?” Lena interrupted. “They don’t even like me.”

“Actually, Clark likes you a lot. He says Lois still has trust issues with you, but he suspects she has a bit of a gambling problem, so…”

Lena arched her eyebrow. “Good to know.”

Sam shrugged. “Eliza, Alura and Zor-El-”.

“Really? That seems very un-Kryptonian.” Lena interjected.

“Alex and I said the same thing when Eliza told us they were onboard, but I guess Alura jumped at the chance to throw in after Eliza broke it down for her during their weekly call.”

“Hold on, Eliza and Alura talk every week?” Lena said, a hint of trepidation in her voice.

“Yup,” Sam said with a pop. She smiled diabolically. “Good luck with that.”

Lena gave an imperceptible nod as she started fidgeting with her glass; distracted by the implications of a weekly discussion between Kara’s “moms”.

“Where was I?” Sam mumbled as she scanned for where she left off. “Ah, there we are. Jess, Cat Grant, Andre-”.

“That zrhykhig!” Lena blurted out. “That’s why she’s been throwing herself at me like a bitch in heat since the wedding.” Her anger continued to swell as pieces of the puzzle fell into place. “She took the over, didn’t she? Of course, she did. I don’t even know why I’m asking. I’m sure she thought the best way to keep me and Kara apart was to con me into fucking her.” Waves of violet energy began cascading over Lena’s hands. “Swear to Rao I’m going to find a spell that’ll undo the nose job she got for her sweet-sixteen.”

Sam looked up from her laptop nervously. “Whoa, slow down there, Elphaba. There’s no need to mutilate her face.” Sam fixed Lena with a disapproving glare that seemed to calm her down; the magic arcing over her hands dissipated. “To answer your question, yes, she took the over. Now, are you going to stop interrupting me so I can get through this list?”

“No, I’m not,” Lena said defiantly.

“Worth a shot,” Sam mumbled to herself. “Next, we have Barry and Iris West-Allen-” Sam shot a hand up to stop Lena before she interrupted. “Yes, I know you just met them a month ago at his birthday party. Just a heads up, the rest of this list is comprised of people you first met at said party, but please bear in mind they’ve all known Kara for years.”

Lena closed her mouth and mimicked zipping her lips shut.

“Thank you.” Sam nodded, momentarily relieved. “As I was saying, Barry and Iris, Ray and Nora Palmer, Sara and Ava Lance-”.

“Wait, Sara Lance?” Lena threw a knowing smile at her friend.

“Yes.”

“White Canary?”

“Yes.”

“Wasn’t she the one that…”

“Yes.”

“With Alex…”

“Yes.”

“The one you threatened to…”

“Yes! Can we please stop talking about the woman my wife had a one-night stand with?” 

Lena snorted several times as she tried to contain her laughter.

Sam, fuming, returned her attention to the list. “Cisco Ramon, Caitlin Snow, Mick Rory-”

“The big guy that sat in the corner, finished off two cases of beer, and spent the entire night grunting at everyone?” Lena asked with a puzzled look on her face.

“That’s the one.” Sam perked up. “And finally…Kate Kane.”

Sam swore she heard Lena growl. “The short-haired brunette that was all sauced up and kept getting handsy with Kara?”

“Yes. Most people just call her Kate…or Batwoman.” Sam could see a vein beginning to protrude from Lena’s forehead. “For the sake of context, she started flirting with Kara after placing her wager. I think she was pulling the same move as Andrea.” Sam reached across the couch and patted Lena’s knee reassuringly. “So, maybe don’t go all Jigsaw on her?” Sam appealed.

Lena’s posture softened, but she seemed to somehow look both perplexed and astonished at the same time. “I just don’t understand how all these people, that I’ve spent a grand total of less than two hours with, felt confident enough to wager on when Kara and I would get together.”

“Pretty simple, really. They spent more than five minutes in the same room with you two,” Sam plainly stated.

Lena leveled Sam with a look of utter confusion. “What is that supposed to mean?”

Sam’s mouth fell agape, absolutely stunned.  “Oh, honey. You two were the paragons of sexual tension. Anyone with eyes could see it plain as day. You should have seen all the confused looks I got from people when I told them you two weren’t dating.”

I light dusting of pink spread across Lena’s face, and she fondly smiled. “Paragons of sexual tension?” After a moment of consideration, she conceded, “Accurate.”

Sam let Lena stew in her embarrassment a few moments longer, taking great pleasure in watching her oldest friend squirm. Using her super-speed, she refilled their drinks, and, clearly out of patience, burst out, “So are you going to ask me, or what?” Lena titled her head questioningly. Sam sighed out of sheer frustration. “Don’t you want to know who won?!?”

Lena startled and nodded emphatically. “Yes, of course, yes. Please, tell me.”

“There were only three winners.  Eliza, Jess, and…me.” Sam smiled pompously while doing a celebratory jig.

Lena, looking completely unsurprised, grinned warmly. “Eliza…no shock there. That woman can read her daughters like an open book. Jess…well I guess you could say she had a front row seat from day one.” She paused as she reminisced. A tender smile spread across her face; she focused on Sam with a curious glint in her eyes. “So, how did you know?”

Sam, pretending to take offense, gasped. “Aside from years of watching you two longingly eye-fuck each other?”

Lena snorted into her glass as she tried to take a drink, inadvertently causing some of the liquid to splash on her face. A deep blush settled over her cheeks as she wiped at her now damp face. “Yes, aside from that,” she said through a coughing chuckle.

Sam’s grin at Lena’s antics was slowly replaced by a look of melancholy. She methodically swirled the contents of her tumbler, seemingly transfixed by it. “Honestly, everything came into focus while you two were fighting.” Lena abruptly stopped her efforts to dry her face, instead focusing on Sam with a forlorn look on her face. “That year you spent apart…I watched you both flounder; you were both just going through the motions…lost. Neither one of you was whole. As cliché as it sounds, you two really are stronger together; El Mayarah in the flesh.” Sam paused to take a drink. Lena’s eyes became glassy, a slight tremor in her hands barely visible. “When it happened, I remember thinking about everything you two had accomplished together: you sent the Daxamites packing, beat Reign and saved me, stopped Lex and Red Daughter from basically taking control of the country…and handled all the other little disasters in-between. When you two finally reconciled you were able to prevent Leviathan from taking over the world and then stopped Lex from killing two-thirds of the population on Earth; and that was before you two had had a chance to work through your shit.” Sam grew more passionate as she continued, “To this day, I firmly believe that if we would’ve beat your fuckhead brother before he trapped Kara in the Phantom Zone, you two would’ve been married by now.” Lena tilted her head and lightly shrugged, silently recognizing the possibility. “I felt the same way when we got her back from that hellhole, but then Nyxly was there and threw a wrench into everything; Lex rearing his ugly bald head again was just the cherry on top.”

Lena let out a frustrated sigh as she reflected on that tumultuous time in their lives. A modicum of tears rolled down her cheeks as her body reacted viscerally to the unpleasant memories.

“Shit, I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to upset you…I promise there is a point to this walk down nightmare lane,” Sam said as she reached across the couch and placed her hand over Lena’s to reassure her; Lena lightly patted the top of Sam’s hand in acknowledgement of the tender gesture. “What I’m trying to point out is that the reason you two didn’t get together after you reconciled was not by choice. It wasn’t about missed opportunities; it was the fact that you two never got a chance to breathe long enough to explore how you felt about each other. I knew with absolute certainty that once things died down, you two would end up getting that opportunity. So, when Nyxly and Lex fucked-off to the Phantom Zone, I had the utmost faith that you two would be swapping spit, and other bodily fluids, in very short order,” Sam flashed a brilliant, mischievous smile. “Hence, why I took the under.”

Lena grinned through her tears, and squeezing Sam’s hand she quietly said, “Thank you for never losing faith in me…in us.”

Sam scooped Lena into a tight hug, her chin rested over Lena’s shoulder. “Oh, sweetie. I love you and Kara so much. All I’ve ever wanted for you two is to be happy…well, together, and happy.”

They squeezed each other tighter, giggling into each other’s shoulders.

“I think we need to switch to a lighter topic,” Sam said through a choked-up laugh.

They broke up their hug, both futilely trying to save their mascara as they wiped the tears from their eyes.  “I totally agree. Did you have something in mind?” Lena managed to sniffle out.

“Actually, I do.” There was a hint of nervousness in Sam’s voice. Lena picked up on it and noticed that her friend was fidgeting with her hands.

Lena scoffed, “Oh, Christ. Now what?”

Sam anxiously cleared her throat. “Weeelll, there might be one more wager that hasn’t been settled yet.” Sam did her best to avoid looking at Lena, instead focusing on her suddenly very interesting hands.

Lena’s eyebrow rose ever-so-slightly. “This should be good,” she deadpanned.

“So, after it was confirmed you two were officially dating, a second bet was made on who made the first move,” Sam said hesitantly.

Lena was a picture of stoicism. “I see. And what’s the pot on this one?”

“Forty-five thousand.”

Lena’s eyebrows shot up. “For fuck’s sake, Sam. It’s been a week since we told everyone!”

Sam embarrassedly smiled. “Yeah, a lot of people are trying to recoup their losses.”

“I feel like there’s a teachable moment regarding the evils of gambling somewhere in there, but…,” Lena drifted off, clearly indifferent to their plight.  She leveled an inquisitive look at Sam. “So, Mrs. Danvers, which pony did you back?”

Sam slammed back the remainder of her drink and placed the empty tumbler on the coffee table. She timidly met Lena’s eyes and weakly smiled. “Kara.”

Lena’s brows furrowed at Sam’s admission. She let her CFO suffer through a dramatically awkward silence before responding, “Et tu, Brute?”

Sam shrugged. “Lena, I mean this with all due respect, but you are the very definition of ‘useless lesbian’.”

“Useless bisexual,” Lena quickly corrected.

“Oh, please. Jack and James were total beards!” Sam cackled.

Lena’s eyes narrowed as she glared at Sam in reproach. “No comment,” she said sternly.

Sam was now laughing so hard her side hurt. Lena took a heavy swallow of her drink and regarded her friend with an icy stare.

Her impatience building, Lena opted to change the subject. “Speaking of James, I noticed he wasn’t on the list of participants.”

Sam took a minute to regain her composure and even out her breathing. “He felt it would be inappropriate to wager on when his ‘ex-girlfriends’ would hook-up.”

“What does he mean, ‘ex-girlfriends’? Kara never even went on a date with him. They kissed twice…the first time he was being controlled by Myriad.” Lena was clearly appalled.

A look of shock climbed across Sam’s face. “Shut the fuck up! I never knew that…oh my god, Alex doesn’t even know about that!”

“I can’t believe I slept with that narcissistic prick.” Lena snorted angrily at the memory.

Sam loudly clapped her hands, breaking Lena’s reverie. “Well, I’m glad we could clear that up. Now, fess up. Who jumped first?”

Lena remained silent and studied Sam for a moment, the CFO was practically bouncing in her seat in anticipation. After what seemed like an eternity (to Sam at least), Lena slammed back the remainder of her scotch and set the empty tumbler on the coffee table. A devious grin on her lips, Lena stood and began fastening the buttons on her jacket. “Thank you for the drink and for the conversation. It was rather stimulating.” Lena retrieved her discarded clutch from the table and moved to exit Sam’s office.

Sam quickly realized that Lena was going to leave her hanging and sprung to her feet. “Oh, hell no! You’re not flaking out on me now, Luthor!”

Lena didn’t slow her pace. “I’ll see you at Game Night on Friday. Don’t forget, you and Alex are on snack duty this week.”

Sam used her super-speed to position herself between Lena and her office door. “Please, Lena! Just tell me. Alex bet on you, so it doesn’t matter who made the first move, I win either way,” Sam grabbed Lena by the arms. “C’mon Lena, Alex and I could use the money to do that add-on to the house and take the trip to Aruba we’ve been talking about for years.”

“Oh please, you just got back from honeymooning on Argo.”

“Yeah, but that was four months ago…and Argo doesn’t have crystal blue waters…and sandy beaches…and clear, sunny skies…and…and drinks with little umbrellas in them…” Sam was pleading, well, more begging at this point.

Lena gave Sam a piteous smile, cupped Sam’s cheek, leaned in, and placed a chaste kiss on her cheek. “Love you, sweetie.” She separated from Sam’s grip and exited through the office door. Sam helplessly watched as Lena disappeared behind the shutting door.

“Fuck!” she bellowed into the empty office. Sam rushed over to her desk and retrieved her phone, quickly bringing up her wife’s contact.

MyBrownEyedGirl: The jig is up! Boss Lady was just here. She knows everything!

BigRed: Fuck! I knew Brainy shit the bed last night. What did you tell her?

MyBrownEyedGirl: EVERYTHING!!!

BigRed: Oh.

BigRed: Wow.

BigRed: How’d she handle it?

MyBrownEyedGirl: Typical Lena.

BigRed: Shocker.

BigRed: Did you ask about the other thing?

MyBrownEyedGirl: YUP

BigRed: AND???

MyBrownEyedGirl: Typical Luthor.

BigRed: Again, shocker. Plan B: I’ll load Kara up on potstickers, ice cream, and Aldebaran Rum. I guarantee she’ll talk when I’m done with her.

BigRed: Don’t worry, baby. We’re getting that new rec room AND our trip.

MyBrownEyedGirl: Have I ever told you how sexy you are when you throw around all that Big Dick Energy?

BigRed: Yes, but you can remind me again tonight.

MyBrownEyedGirl: With pleasure. Rubes is staying at her friend’s house tonight. I’ll get out the big strap.

BigRed: Fuck, I love you!!!!

MyBrownEyedGirl: Love you too, red.

MyBrownEyedGirl: Oh, one more thing. I need a favor from you.

BigRed: Name it.

MyBrownEyedGirl: Please remind me to call Nia and tell her she needs to find a new baby-daddy, because I’m going to throw Brainy’s dumb-ass into the sun!!!

[confettimafia]

Hey you, yeah you!

Procrastinated something voting related and think you can’t vote? You have a weird circumstance and aren’t sure? You are registered but haven’t checked recently?

This is the post for you! I’m gonna go through a few different options, links, and definitions for people so you can ensure that if you are eligible, that you can vote. (Yes, this repeats some links for convenience.)

I think I am registered but I haven’t checked: You should. There are many legal battles going on right now trying to purge voting rolls and such. Also mistakes happen. CHECK HERE. REGISTER HERE.

I have not registered to vote but I will be eligible otherwise: Many states have a late registration deadline, it might still be possible, sometimes even online! CHECK HERE. REGISTER HERE.

I have not registered to vote, I will be eligible otherwise, and the voter registration deadline has passed: Some states allow voting by affidavit or casting a provisional ballot. This means you take an extra step to sign a thing that documents that you are eligible to vote and after the fact this is verified. More people need to know about this. This covers a lot of weird circumstances. “As of March 2024, Idaho and Minnesota did not provide for provisional voting. New Hampshire provides for provisional balloting only when a voter does not provide the required documentation at the time of registration, and North Dakota provides for provisional balloting only in the event of a court order extending polling hours.” To be safe, if you don’t know and this is your only option, you should go to your polling place and ask if they do this. FIND YOUR POLLING PLACE HERE.

I won’t be home for Election Day but I can vote: Some states have early voting right now. CHECK HERE. Some states are still accepting absentee ballot applications. CHECK HERE.

I will be at college during election day: you can either get absentee ballot or early voting at home OR you can register to vote where you go to college. Generally speaking you spend enough time at both places as a college student it’s allowed to register at either location, you can switch you’re registration to college if you’ve met the standards of living there long enough etc. See above for absentee and early voting, but I will relink the registration link HERE.

I will reemphasize affidavit voting. I personally have used this after relocating within a state and forgetting to change registrations. It was a simple form. If you are 18 or will be on Election Day, a citizen, and haven’t had your voting rights stripped from you via felony or something PLEASE check and make absolutely sure you can’t vote. I guarantee you there are thousands if not millions of people who are not going to vote simply because they do not know they can. It’s confusing and annoying, and people have paid a lot of money to keep it that way. Don’t let them take your vote away.

Yes especially get this out to peeps in swing states BUT REMEMBER. Everything down ballot is also incredibly important with slim margins. Even if you are not in a swing state there is so much else you can do with your vote.

(Some more affidavit voting reasons for New York as an example, though these vary per state:

* “If the voter has been issued an absentee, military or special ballot, but wishes to vote in person during early voting or on election day,

* If the voter is voting for the first time and is unable to provide identification,

* If the voter’s name does not appear in the poll records

* If in a primary election, the voter is listed as being a member of one party but wishes to vote as a member of a different party (Does not apply in November)”)

After all this, you are absolutely positive you can’t vote in this election but could in the future: Register now! Then it will be taken care of for the future until it needs to be updated again. This stuff won’t suddenly stop being important and literally life and death at times. REGISTER HERE.

All of this has been incredibly anxiety inducing, but sharing stuff like this to get the word out to frankly a large young left leaning audience here on tumblr is helpful. It helps to do something actionable. For those of you who can’t vote, encouraging people like this helps in its own way too.

[rinkara]

Hello everyone, over the past few days I once again indulged in one of my favorite creative pursuits (making very specific playlists) and the result is "swag ass lizard," almost 2 hours of what I consider to be shioncore music that I enjoy listening to.

the track list as well as my notes are under the cut. this is very much an "I made this for me" project, but I want to yap about it and I'm happy to share on the off chance anyone is interested, so I'm glad if you enjoy or have any thoughts (unless you want to tell me all the songs are old....... believe me I know) thanks for reading if you do!

Track list: (I can't guarantee I won't still mess with it, but if I do I'll try and remember to update this) (edit: I did in fact add a song but I remembered to update this!)

Notes: basically this happened because while just trying to listen to music like a normal person, I kept noting songs that struck a particular chord if you know what I mean and eventually my brain would not stop rotating this concept in my mind until I did it. many such cases when it comes to The Characters. most of it is stuff I listened to a lot since my youth which is why this playlist is musty as hell but anyway. I think it benefits from all the 90s rock and nu metal I was able to add.

Temptation Waits - Garbage

Eros and Apollo - Studio Killers

Keep it Simple - Cobra Starship

Monster - Lady Gaga

IMNOTYOURBOYFRIENDBABY - 3OH!3

When I Come Around - Green Day

Social Enemies - Orgy

Bullet With Butterfly Wings - The Smashing Pumpkins

I'm Down - Goldfinger

My Own Summer (Shove It) - Deftones

Pardon Me - Incubus

One Step Closer - Linkin Park

Break Stuff - Limp Bizkit

Predator - Siamese

Barrel of a Gun - Depeche Mode

Spite and Malice - Placebo

Pay For It - Mindless Self Indulgence

Please Please Please (Young Hollywood) - Head Automatica

365 - Charli XCX

The Hollow - A Perfect Circle

Hold Me Down - Mr.Kitty

Make Me Bad - Korn

Closer - Nine Inch Nails

Pale - The Birthday Massacre

Cemetery - Silverchair

Fingertips - Poe

hard for me - nightlife

You Feel it Too - Moxy the Band

Tenebrous - Essenger

Borderline - Tame Impala

Ceremony - Phantogram

The Leaving Song - AFI

I don't think it has a required listening order. unlike some others where I basically tried to lay out an entire story and timeline via the order of the playlist, this one is more just vibes and will not really suffer from throwing on shuffle. HOWEVER that does not mean I didn't organize it lol. the first song is essentially a thesis statement if you will, and from there it's sorted in such a way that if you listen to it in order, it's like descending ever deeper through the strata of his mind palace (insane phrase to write)

The Facade

2. Barely contained rage against society and general misanthropy

3. Vices (mainly sexual) to try and fill The Void

4. Deep loneliness and desire for love and genuine human connection that cannot be satisfied by 2 or 3

And finally it ends with The Leaving Song because in the end, (it doesn't even matter) he doesn't know if he can change or be worthy of any of those things. that's so sad for him :( ok but seriously though.............

So yeah thanks for coming to my playlist post lmao. hope you at least got some entertainment out of it!

also if you wondered about the title, it's from this post

[howlinchickhowl]

It's been a minute since I played tag! (And also apparently since I've made a tumblr post from scratch because I could not for the life of me find the make a new post button 😑) I'm getting in on this one early before too many people tag me in it and I get overwhelmed, but thanks to @gardenerian and @gallawitchxx for waving me over.

Under a cut because I am a talkative little so-and-so today

name: howl 🐺 (aroo)

age you are mentally: I am a thousand years old I'm a newborn baby i'm ready to retire I'm not ready for senior year to be over I've seen too much the world is brand new i hate not being in control i cannot be put in charge i'm only small! you understand.

top 3 fics that came out last year (that you can remember at this point lol): being the most predictable bitch alive and second and thirding mel and bee when I say OLD HABITTTTTTSSSSSS by @whatthebodygraspsnot , guaranteed to satisfy by @catgrassplantdad and this one didn't come out last year but it was UPDATED last year to my great and incredible joy and I may have been so excited I forgot to comment on the new chapter which I will be doing immediately after I re-read it but Selfless Acts of the Illegal Variety my beloved, by @abundanceofnots

add in any authors who you read all of their things: I have not been able to do a lot of reading the last couple of years but certainly folks whose works get me real excited are those above, ray, jessie, and ellie, then of course @gallawitchxx @gardenerian @iansfreckles @whatwouldmickeydo @suzy-queued @the-rat-wins @captainjowl @sam-loves-seb @biblionerd07 (and if @gallavichy ever decided to start writing again I would legit leave my job in the middle of the work day to go somewhere private and scream and then read whatever it was)

fave artist/band/singer/group your discovered last year (has to be new to you, not new): Last year for the first time in maybe a decade I bought a ticket to a concert that no one had asked me to accompany them to, so I think I'm gonna have to say Remember Monday, petty queens.

one thing you learnt last year that you’re taking into 2025: sometimes asking for help is the only way to get to the finish line.

was it a good year or bad year? indescribably bad.

is there anything superstitious you do to try and continue that vibe or absolutely change it? i'm not really a superstitious guy? I feel like the only way you change the vibe is just by straight up changing it.

fave WIPs you're following into this year: I am not up to date on what is being updated, but I am always praying for updates on a few things - Elevator Music, Selfless Acts (again! I'm greedy!), Let The Bodies Do the Talkin', Things Beyond Mistake, Tender Hearts and Other Maladies - can you believe before this fandom I literally would never read a fic unless it was finished? and now I'm surrounded by all these amazing works I never would have known the joy of if I had kept that nonsense up! Read WIPs folks! It's joyful!

are you doing any January ‘get healthy’ things? I wouldn't call it a 'get healthy' thing, but after several years of living on everyone else's schedule I am choosing this January to try and 'be healthy' by listening to my body and not do anything it doesn't want to do.

more random questions ~~ did you consider yourself an avid reader before you found fanfic? for sure, I am the bookish girl to fic monster pipeline. She is me.

do you read books as well as fanfic? yes (but not as many as I used to!) or no: fanfic or die -- I struggle to read books when I am struggling, so I end up reading fic instead, but I am always reaching for a book, even if I don't end up reading it. So far this year though I'm on my third book so far!

what are you doing to survive this january so far? Sleeping, eating, saying yes when I want and no when I want, sleeping some more, taking my dog for a walk, ignoring my bank balance, reading, writing.

woo tag game! We did it! I am tagging everyone who I have tagged in the body of the post, as well as @heymrspatel @callivich, @sleepyfacetoughguy @mickeyheartian and @gallavichsuperfan , and everyone who has tagged me in a game this last year, I see you keeping me in your hearts and minds and I appreciate you!

[stagbells]

Update 3

Starting next Stagbells;

You will have to reply to my send-out message to be counted in as part of the event.

This is different from the message you usually receive with your giftee and their wishlist.

The send-out will happen when sign-ups close, but before the other message.

I will update the schedule to reflect this change.

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This ensures all the people who have signed-up are able to be properly contacted; people who cannot be contacted will not be signed-up.

Please ensure that you fill in your form properly.

I will make a pinned post with resources (a dupe of the rules/FAQ links and a new guide to help people fill in their form!)

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It is your responsibility to message me if something is wrong; if you do not receive a message when you should have; if your form is incorrect and you do not receive a send-out within the time they are being sent, you must message me if you still wish to participate; or you will not be signed up.

There is no punishment / ban attributed for a form that wasn't filled properly, just that you will not be signed as participating that year.

Once I announce that I am sending the giftee messages, however, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to add you in. Early enough, possibly, but the longer you wait, the least likely it is that I can add you into the roster.

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If you feel that there isn't enough time to draw personally, please refrain from participating. I understand things coming up last second and getting overwhelmed.

Unfortunately, if you received a gift without making one, you will be soft banned. If you happen not to receive one and haven't made one; then you are not soft banned. A rarer scenario, but it has happened before.

Remember that extensions can always be asked for, and that I am fairly lenient on them.

There are some exceptions, doubly so in situations where the drawing period was short. Sickness, injury, surgery or very long holiday work hours that kept drawing time to a minimum can be part of the exceptions; though this is a case-by-case basis and not a guarantee.

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As always, I am merely trying to prevent difficult situations that rise up and having to do doubled-up work that I shouldn't have had to do in the first place.

Hopefully, I am not too sick in the upcoming year and will be able to list the sign-ups and everything a lot earlier.

As a side-note; I may attempt running Summer Stagbells this year is all is well.

Thank you for your participation year after year, it is what makes me keep running the event!

[schrodinger-swriter]

About the Blog and what to Expect

Greetings, and welcome to my humble blog! Here, I'm going to mostly be writing Canon x Reader content for my various interests. Of which interests, tend to change. I'm unsure of how active I'm going to be here on this blog as I have many things going on, but I will do my best to answer most requests to the best of my abilities. Below the cut you will find links to my Masterlists, an about Me, and my Rules!

This post will be updated as needed. C:

Masterlists:

Helluva Hotel masterlist

Helluva Hotel masterlist VOL. 2

About the Writer:

You can call me Atlas, I use any pronouns but I tend to default to they/it. I am a self teaching writer, with this blog being an attempt to try to document and better my writing and how I portray and interpret characters. If I can be honest with all of you, I can't say how often I will be able to post, or how long I am going to stick to this blog. I can say with certainty that I likely won't stay forever, but I don't know when that is going to come. I invite you all to tagalong for the ride! Let's see where it takes us, together!

I am on the spectrum, so I please ask that you all be straight forward with me, use tone tags and be patient.

What do expect from this blog:

I will likely mostly write short lists of ideas, but every now and then I do wish to tackle writing one shots. I can't say how often I'm going to do fanfictions, but I want to do at least one every now and then. I may also sometimes write short scenarios here and there. This by default is going to be a multi-fandom blog, mostly focusing on whatever interests me in the moment. I will make an attempt to revisit past interests once the main hyperfocus on it passes, but I cannot guarantee that.

Wills and Wonts:

As stated above I will primarily write short lists of headcanons and scenarios. I am unsure how often I will write oneshots, so I please ask that you refrain from asking for them until I am confident enough to routinely put them out. I will write nearly anything that is not generally seen as NSFW or problematic. You can ask for most things, if there is something that I fear I cannot adequately take on, I will speak on that.

I will not write NSFW, your standard problematic content, nor will I write requests that change the canon sexualities of the characters. Once more, if you request something that I cannot complete, I will inform you. I currently do not take oc x reader requests..

Remember that I have the right to decline any request for any reason. I ask that you please respect that, more often than not it is a fault in me rather than any slight at you or your want.

I also ask that you please limit characters to 3-4

Please do/do not:

Please send requests through the inbox, and only the inbox. That's the only place I can easily and reliably lean on to keep a track of requests, especially since I will likely not be active often.

Please do not spam me. You are more than welcome to ask for confirmation on if your request has been sent through, but please respect me when I decline it (If I need to)

[lestappenforever]

So on the whole Fred thing, there is this article https://it.motorsport.com/f1/news/f1-vasseur-ferrari-nuova-al-95-ma-non-sara-una-rivoluzione/10558537/ that covers some of the questions that Fred was asked in the annual lunch that the press attends. He was asked a lot of questions in regards to the contact extension of both drivers and the whole number 1 and number 2 driver and all of that.

These are some of the highlights from that:

Are there any updates on the status of the contract negotiations for the renewal of Charles and Carlos? Is the goal still to renew with both? “As you know, they are under contract with us until the end of 2024, which means we still have a few months ahead of us. Last year Mercedes renewed the contract for 2024 to both of its drivers at the end of August; so, I believe we still have weeks and months ahead of us. A year ago I told you that I would try to make a decision by the end of this year, but I have to admit that the last part of the season was very busy. We met and started discussions, but we are a little behind the initial plan. I don't think it's a problem at all, we'll make a decision soon.”

Do you think the renewal of the drivers will come before the start of the season? (!!) “It could be the goal.”

Do the renewals of the two pilots provide for the same duration in terms of years of contract or will there be different agreements for each of them? “I remember perfectly well that a year ago in this same room I was getting a lot of questions about the topic 'Charles number one and Carlos number two of the team'. We have shown on several occasions that we are guaranteeing our pilots more than equal treatment, I believe Singapore has been the best example.”

“Charles agreed to start the race with a set of soft tires to be able to get past Russell and control him, all to help Carlos. We have two drivers who are doing a good job, Carlos was very strong after the summer break with two great weekends in sequence in Monza and Singapore, and it was probably a stimulus to Charles, as we saw in the season finale.”

“We will continue in this direction, I don't want to have a good resource and another second level, we have two cars and two drivers of value, and I think one of the positive aspects of the season was the performance of Carlos and Charles. They guaranteed the team pretty much the same points, with a small delta of difference and we want to go on like this.”

(Just as a note, this article was written in Italian and this is its translation)

The fact that Fred has said that both are equal, despite what he said in Abu Dhabi about Charles being a leader, means that there’s something going on, because in less than a month you don’t change your narrative unless something happened.

Another thing is that he said that Charles agreed to jeopardize his race, which honestly I don’t believe it makes much sense, especially putting in the context of Charles helping Carlos, yet Carlos never did that, and Carlos did say that he won’t leave a gap or something like that unless it’s Lando or Fernando, so the whole Charles is helping and yet he doesn’t come out with a podium, I don’t know, it doesn’t make much sense.

But what could be said, is that there’s something, Fred is unable to talk about contracts, saying both drivers are equal, there’s something fishy going on in Maranello and as a Charles to RBR supporter (because of the drama and racing, not necessarily shipping) I’m sat.

Oh, anon brought the tea. ☕️

Although there is absolutely no way whatsoever any of us can know for sure what any of this means, one way or another, I definitely think this whole interview is suspicious as hell.

It's only been a few weeks since Abu Dhabi, and Fred suddenly having such a profound change of opinion just doesn’t add up.

Like I said, we have no way of knowing what — if anything — this means, but I am personally very excited to see how the Ferrari/Charles/Carlos saga will turn out in the end.

Thank you so much for this, anon! ❤️

[crunchless]

★ Drawing Requests ★

I'm doing drawing requests!!! I always have been, technically, but I'm making a post about so more people know.

What I will draw:

Almost anything Bungo Stray Dogs

Other Animes (if I know them)

Other series

OCs (maybe)

What I won't draw:

Real people (actors)

Anything controversial

Animals

If you have a request you're not sure I'd be okay with, send a DM of your request and we can discuss there.

If you're confident that it's something I'll draw, send an ask of your request and I will answer it when the drawing is done.

What to expect

The quality may fluctuate between drawings, as well as the style, but I will do my best to have each drawing done to the point of base colors and minimal shading. No backgrounds unless relevant.

As for his long it will take, I can't say. I will try to have it done at least within a week, but if something comes up I can't guarantee any time.

Please remember, these are free requests that I'm only doing for fun. If you're not happy with a request, you can ask me to change certain things, but you're really going to get what I was feeling up to making, and what I could manage to make.

I will be posting the drawings to this blog, and if you ask, I will send it to you as well.

NOTE: some requests I may not be able to complete!! I'm sorry, but please understand that I may have to go back on my word if I'm not feeling good about the drawing.

An update on the drawing reqs:

Just letting people know that I have a few backed up and the waiting time is going to be an estimate of multiple weeks, possibly longer or shorter. I don't want people thinking I've deleted or ignored their reqs I'm just going through a weird patch with motivation.

[zzencat]

Quick Starters. ⱄⰔ

- some things to note ∗ .⋆ ☆ ₊˚ (will update if needed)

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• Open for anyone to read (idc who or what you identify as, as long as you walk in with good intentions.) Spirit does not discriminate.

• IMPORTANT: I tap into more subconscious layers of the psyche, so my readings or messages for you will likely resonate with things you try to dismiss subconsciously or don’t pay much attention to—the inner demons, inner soul type shit. This, I gotta make sure is clear.

• remember to always clear your mind and keep negative emotions at bay. your energy can affect what pile you choose and how you interpret it. it’s not just the blog’s theme, but where you should actually be when you’re here. you stepped in and accepted where the garden will take you. immerse yourself into it.

• take readings with a grain of salt bc they are always prone to change due to many variables.

• I do not sugarcoat my readings. If you’re meant to hear it, take it in. Sometimes, they come out broken as if I’m sitting down with a pile’s higher self and jotting down notes; I will do my best to bridge the gaps here 👍

Note: when I do readings, the spirit who is communicating to my spirit team, then to me is different in each pile, meaning that whatever message they left for you in a pile (or two) was meant to be expressed as such. For example, some can come out short and straightforward, while others may be longer and more detailed. It depends on the person’s higher self and the overall persona.)

• After a reading, feel free to ask me for clarification on ANY of my readings if you need it! I will figure it out with you. I have no problem doing that; do not think yourself as a bother or burden.

However, keep in mind that it’s just us now left to do the interpretation since their higher selves are done communicating what they’ve felt they needed to. That also means that if something sounds confusing, they either meant to do that (for whatever reason), OR they don’t know how to express what they want themselves. In these moments, I usually encourage the spirit to expand. (Regardless, I’ll be as transparent as possible and will let you know what I can without overly prying/overwhelming the spirit. Based on my recent ghostly spook, I’m going to learn from that mistake 😅)

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• Observe and acknowledge in your daily life the signs and synchronicities. I like to give credit to my spirit team and say things like “yeah I see you guys. I see it” out loud lmfao 😂 I guess I say it out loud so I can reassure them in a way, that I’m not ignoring it. But that’s just me haha (Example: seeing certain numbers everywhere and then having an event or manifestation come into fruition. For me personally, seeing the same 2 or 3 number combinations (222, 888, 444, 38, etc.) have helped me protect myself and predict the outcome of things.)

• Find out how you manifest things. Some people manifest just by writing things they want, daily affirmations, etc. So many different ways. For me, it’s by Law of Assumption. I was doing this unknowingly and manifested things “by accident” in my real life. But it works only if I have good intentions with what I’m trying to pull into my life.

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Reading Examples I Will Not Do:

• How to speed up union with [insert person] - Time works in accordance with your higher good. You will meet a person when you are meant to meet them. Things will happen for a reason. Trying to (hypothetically) speed up the manifestation creates a rocky foundation and is overall, not in your best interest. Timing will adjust itself. Trust in the universe.

• “When will I meet [insert person]?” - Especially when asking for a certain time or date. Same reason as the previous point: things are susceptible to change. A given time is not reliable enough to guarantee this meeting. Ultimately, it's up to spirit whether if this meeting will be good for you or a learning experience.

[pocketposies333]

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If you want strictly downloads, I'll be using @pocketposies333v to only reblog my sfw downloads. This should always be appropriate for minors. You can follow that if that's what you're interested in, or you're a kid, or whatever the fuck.

In future, my nsfw downloads (ww meshes and other bodily stuff) will be on @strangerville-apologist though I'll probably still post about em here, the actual DLs will be there, I guess. I hope I can put them somewhere more stable/appropriate in the future considering most places. This blog is strictly 18+.

Sims 4 conversions from other sources (non-original meshes, but not from other cc creators) will be posted on @pumpkinpatchpicker . Some of my conversions will be posted here. It generally depends on if it is a 'straight-forward' conversion or a more 'complex' conversion. I say 'conversion' even though I rarely leave a mesh and it's textures un-changed because it is still a conversion- being from another game- it's not my aim to be faithful. It is my aim to be transformative and create basic historical pieces and EGL pieces that can be used in more generic circumstances than the mesh-sources translated directly would be useful for.

My file names will usually include 'pp333v'. Or pocketposies333, or pocketposies333v. It usually depends on the file name, but if you want to find my stuff in your files, try searching all three. I will attempt to standardise everything once it is hosted on Patreon and updated to my liking.

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[magpies4nights]

21, Falling Down the Stairs (Dev log #16)

Well, it’s been an uneventful 2 weeks since I’ve last updated y’all. I’ve completely finished the computer thing I showed y'all last time, teehee. I'm not gonna say what exactly it is but there's a good route and a bad route, I guess you could say lol. I also made some more sprites because it made me really mad. Therapy <3333

Scale Dummy core teehee

I still haven't figured out the optimizing thing though, because every tip I could find was for 3d stuff, and the 2d questions would always be "answered" with "why do you need culling for a 2D game? It has less data." THIS SCENE IS SO HEAVY MY COMPUTER CRASHES WHEN IT'S NOT IN THE EDITOR, AND IT'S FROM 2019!!! THAT'S NOTHING IN AGE!!!! Wait, is it something??? I don't even know anymore god how long ago was 2019?? Arg.

(AI disturbance overlay from: https://www.tumblr.com/arson-jellyfish69/750555399114080256/put-these-on-the-top-layer-above-everything-set)

But anyways, I'm pretty sure if I got a brand spanking new computer and I ran that puppy on the computer it would start coughing and dying. I've also been thinking of updating the demo again, because I kinda feel bad that it's been left untouched since like May, and some things have changed. Maybe mid June???? July???? I don't know. I'll definitely change the secret room, because I realized if people discovered it by now, they probably are walking into the walls and not realizing it because they are invisible, I remember once I was showing one of my friends that room and she did that and I had to help her. I am top 10 game designers, I know /j

...Anyways, I can't think up on references right now, my brain is mush LMAO. however, since it's pride month...

Yeah, we got the pride flags out. Huah. (not a ship. They're related and Priyah is a minor)

I would have put my headcannons for the cannon GASA4AM:SC characters but They're pretty much popular headcannons sooooo, yeah. lmao. I also kinda don't feel like drawing anymore right now.

Well, I don’t know if I can talk about my life anymore. It’s for personal reasons, honestly. All I can really say is that the weather has been crazy, there was a time when the region I lived in had no power for several hours because of a storm, and that I started summer classes. They are pretty hectic, I'm not gonna lie. I ended up with health problems, AGAIN, so now I'm eating the world's most blandest foods until I'm in better shape. Which honestly I'm thinking it's when they end and I'm guaranteed passing grades (I'd be so happy if I get 70's). I wish I could say what’s on my mind, but right now I can’t. I honestly don’t know when I can again. It’s not for professionalism, I honestly doubt my future employers will somehow link this back to me, as much as I feel like people will try to dig up my past and my present. I'm thinking though once I'm done with this fan game I might have have to stop making games under this name, as gut wrenching as that is. I had to come to that realization, I was incredibly disappointed, trust me. I've been thinking on this since March when my dad was mad at me but if I want to make money, I'll have to go under a different name. I'll see you there when I crossed that bridge though, I'm not going anytime soon with the way this fan game is going LMAOOOO.

[afreakingdork]

The last two aenem chapters have struck me beyond ways. There's a lot I'd like to talk about, but the main thing is how beautiful it is to have someone with such disposal and genuine want of being with you that they take the time to teach you new things, to listen and comfort and *wait*.

When skateboarding Mikey first made Kendra loosen up by swinging her around the city, then with patience and so much love helped her get the basics, and Kendra trusted him. Mid her stubbornness, he never made fun of her and encouraged her to keep trying. And when she succeeded his joy was so warming it WAS ADORABLE AUHJJMSM

Funnily enough, it reminded me of one of the Hotel Transilvania movies where Mavis and Johnny are in a park and after Mavis does a trick, Johnny is like "that's my girlfriend, suckers!" To which Mavis corrects, "your wife, Johnny. " and he says "My wife, even better."

And then the last update just hits me with a shit ton of reminiscing in Kendra's side. How she relieves her childhood going in and out her mind, leaving Mikey 'alone' but him not reprimanding her and instead understanding and waiting until the time is appropriate for him to bring it up. And he does it softly. And leaves the door open for her to cross herself. And she opens up.

And this is all beautiful to me because who wouldn't want that?

They both feed each other affection in a healthy way without pushing or pulling. They understand, they read each other and thread cautiously where needed.

I just love how little by little they peel off layers, bare their soul to each other, and everytime it's like they love each other more and more.

And it's aside the topic and I know AENEM is a SFW fic, but I can't help but wonder if their chemistry in more intimate settings would be like that. Slow paced, careful. A bit playful, but full of reverence for each other.

My brain gears spinning

Anyways

Loved them sillies.

- anon that needs more confidence when sending asks but it's getting there

(Hope your hand is better by the way!!)

YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY GETTING THERE WITH YOUR CONFIDENCE AND I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!!!! /SRS

Genuinely, this is me whenever I get your asks:

🎶 THE HILLS ARE ALIVE WITH THE SOUND OF KENKEY 🎶

I sometimes think you single handedly keep me going! /gen

I know I write for me first and foremost and that will never change; I cannot be stopped from making more kenkey content, but I do understand that this ship is a hard sell. I've been turned down more trying to commission kenkey art then oc x canon which is wild to me. Not because I don't think artists should be allowed to turn down anything they don't want to draw, (i totally encourage that!) but because it always felt like original character romantically tied with a canon character always felt more taboo. Who knew that rarepairs were the real off putting factor!?

Also, because anxiety, when I say all this, I don't expect or am trying to guilt anyone into reading! Again, again, I write for me! I don't expect anyone to read anything! I'm truly honored any time anyone does, but (and this next part is meant to be read as a sales pitch) if you DID read AENEM, I can GUARANTEE you a not just a love story of the ages, but also healing your inner child from family trauma!

OKAY ENOUGH OF THAT, SORRY!

AHHH HOTEL TRANSYLVANIA!!! I really love the first one a whole lot and I've seen the others, but dangit if I didn't totally forget about the skateboard scene. MIKEY WOULD TOTALLY FORGET/REMEMBER THEY WERE MARRIED BUT ONLY AFTER THE FACT! When I was brainstorming date ideas with Beta Grace, she was going through things Mikey liked to do and I realized that for as intrinsic as skateboarding is to the turtles, I almost never see it used in romantic fics! I decided I totally needed to rectify that and it was such a blast figuring out both how it would work for Kendra and in the context of where I needed to get her emotionally.

I'm so glad my goal for them is reading! They feed off each other! They push each other! They contrast! They make each other mad! They're navigating what is basically a whirlpool and each spin bring them closer and closer together! 💖

Plus, we've only just started on Kendra's side of things. You think old Mike is some perfect creature that can do no wrong? Heheheh 😏

AHH JUST THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! I'M SO GLAD TO HEAR ALL THIS!!! I OWE YOU THE WORLD, WHICH ALLOW ME TO THEN SAY:

You KNOW that even if it is a SWF fic that I'm so entrenched in kenkey that I've thought of it from all facets!!! Now, you are anon so i can't confirm your age, so I will hold back from racey details, but let me tell you that their sex life is/will be very funny. 😂 I still think of Mikey as a flavor of aroace (he's depicted this way in Weak/Soft Spot and Sunshine Moonshine) and Kendra has had a very use them and lose them history with partners. Together, they end up butting heads because they're actually both tops. Ahhh I want to get into it more, but I'll stop here!!

If I get some confirmation or anyone of age interested, I will tuck my big explanation on this under a 🍋 warning so we'll see!

THANK YOU AGAIN!!!!

P.S. My wrist has finally recovered! It took over a week and I almost injured my other wrist by overcompensating because of losing the one! I had a few nights of double bracing and that SUCKED, but I haven't had pain in a minute so I think we're good! I'm gonna stretch more for sure!

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