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brights-place · 11 months ago

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hey heyyy! is it okay if I ask for seperate HCs for the creek (+ BroZone if it's not too too much ^^') seeing fem!reader when she is panicking (generally having trouble breathing, overthinking and not being able to ground herself at all) and comforting her when she needs it most, even when she feels really insecure and as if she could never even be tolerated at all? like, what they would say, how would they comfort her, stuff like that! (i'm extremely sorry that this is really REALLY specific hdjgjfjg)

Brozone comforting their S/O

Pairings: Brozone X Reader (Seperate)

Warnings: mentions of panic attacks, Fluff, mild cursing, Angst???

A/N: don’t apologize and I'm sorry if it's short I'm currently having to make sure my grandma is alright while I'm writing this! Plus your request gives me an clearer view on how I should write it <33 anyways! I’ll upload the creek Headcannons after this! even though I hate that little shit...

John Dory

- When he called out for you to get back in Rhonda to head to your next destination he saw your freaked out and shaking figure - Rushed towards you quickly and cupped your face trying to get your attention - He felt heart broken seeing you like this - He snapped his fingers in front of your face gaining your attention as he called out to you - He was worried as he tried to soothe you while texting the brozone group chat for advice which all of them gave him advice for having to make you feel better - I'd say he finds some emotions difficult to deal with so he'd just seek for help from his brothers - He ran inside grabbing you an cup of water and offering it to you quickly - It was always hard for JD to watch their partner suffer like this - He held your hand in his trying his hardest to comfort you - Even if you couldn't hear him, JD knew just being by your side could help you

- Your panic attack wasn't something he could solve since he didn't exactly know what to do because he was alone for most of his life, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to try help you - He brought you close and rubbed your back trying to be as supportive as possible. - He told you comforting words and held you close telling you everything would be okay, and he wasn't going anywhere "7.5 billion smiles in the world and yours shines the brightest in my eyes (name) do don't you dare say that about yourself"

- He's corny but lovable and you could cry and hug him tighter - As you gain control of your breaths, he stayed by your side, giving you all of the peace and comfort he could muster.

Spruce/Bruce

- Oh He'd know your freaked out face before you change it back into your smile and left before quickly having an panic attack in the kitchen -He kept reassuring you that it would be okay even if you needed to cry. - Rubbed your back affectionately, trying to instill some sense of comfort.

- He cradled your head to his chest, soothing you with calming words and gentle caresses.

- His voice always seems to calm down any storm and relax your mind - His touch makes you feel safe like nothing can reach you when he's nearby. - The way he wipes away your tears with a gentle caress and warm embrace. - The soothing words he always has to make your troubles seem small which somehow works for you "You are everything I think about everything I need, everything I want My love please don't think negatively."

- The way he wraps his arms around you when he holds you close. It always feels comforting but also strong as he loves and cares for you. - The trust you feel in his words and actions. Your trust feels like a weight lifted off of your shoulders. You don't need to worry about anything when he holds you close. - The reassurance he always gives you. He knows just what words to say to make you feel loved and cared for he'd stay beside you and make sure your fine which helped.

Clay

- You know how you comforted him when he was having his own panic attack? he'd do the same shit back for you! - You were his shoulder to lean on for that moment so he'll be yours when he saw you get to overwhelmed with some pieces of work which caused you to get stressed. - Cups your face and give words of affirmations and tell you that your safe with him (VEUABUVWBRSA BEST BOYFRIEND) - Makes sure you don't feel lonely so he'd hug you tightly and show affection - would try lighten up the mood and tell you some stories from his sad book club even though your both in it. - You know how I said You are literally everything to him? same goes for you as you both are each others shoulder to lean on when you two ever feel down and right now he knew you needed him - Sits down brings out your comfort item or an safety blanket for you and sits beside you until you are ready to talk - He Can't really look you in the eyes while he hears you vent and rant to him thinking of what to say - Would then say the most comforting shit and loving words to you without knowing making you stare at him eyes whining in awe and with abit of tears growing... - This man is in an sad book club AN SAD BOOK CLUB! SO he would hug - "My love for you (name) is past the mind, beyond my heart, and into my soul" literally staring at him as you hug him tighter - You two soon rest in each others arms sitting their relaxed your mind clear from the struggles knowing that clay has his words with you.

Floyd

- You were out at an party and you staretd to feel overwhelemed with the crowd of people and loud noises and feeling like everybody was watching you - Due to being the sensitive one of the group he recognized your state earlier before you even knew you were having an panic attack - Took you to the side to comfort you from the loudness - put you in an empty room and sat you don handing you an weighted blanket (LIKE THE SWEETIE HE IS!) - You know how I stated he'd listen to your stories and hobbies he'd listen to your vents and rants about what was happening - He understands emotions so well so if you wanted to vent or rant to him he would listen combing his hands through your hair as you ranted/vented about things. - Once your done he'd wait to see if it's alright for him to speak

- Tell you the sweetest things while cupping your teary eyed shaking form as you tell him how you think you weren't enough and taking him away from the party cause you were to overwhelmed which would make him frown - He's now gonna bombard you with compliments and affection he'd smile and move hair out of your face "I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you (name)" - You start crying even more and hug him tightly

- Would be beside you the whole time holding your hand as you tell him everything or sit in silence whichever one you would prefer. - He's sensitive and understand what you mean and feel forever - Hands on your waist as he make sure you feel safe around his arms

- He'd wait beside you and care for you no matter how long it takes.

Branch

- He'd exactly know how you felt when he saw your figure shaking as you knocked on his bunker door frantically sobbing your eyes out - wants to his best to make sure you’re feeling alright and okay around him I mean he's your boyfriend why wouldn't he do that? - hugged you and sat you on his couch placing an weighted blanket around you to comfort you

- He may not be good at comforting you at first but he's fucking good at make sure you relax and that his bunker is an safe space for you

- Even if he finds it difficult to show affection he knows you need him so he'd do his best to push the boundary for himself - Hugs and patting your head awkwardly - Even if he's sarcastic and not knowing what to do first he'd soon know exactly what to do

- Tells you exactly what you want to hear. You feel insecure he'd say the sweetest things feel like your not good enough he'd praise and prove you wrong since he's your partner and cares for your deeply - "I like it when you smile but I love it even more when I'm the reason" Branch mutters cupping your face as you sniffle telling him it's corny which he 100% knew it was but he liked how you smiled up at him - He'd tell you the things he wanted to be told before he started dating you and was by himself having his panic attacks or was left by himself with his thoughts. - Rubs your back and enters the blanket burrito to cuddle with you as you two just watch your comfort shows/movies or just sit down cuddling and listening to your favorite music artists.

- He would do something stupid even if it embarrasses him just to have you laugh around him - Would chuckled when seeing your e/c eyes light up every time he succeeds on making you feel better - This man has things to keep you out of your mind and make you feel better the best he can which works successfully

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totheblood · 2 years ago

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jealous!ellie headcanons

a/n: these are modern headcanons sooooo... and this isn't jealous gf ellie, this is pining loser lesbian ellie... lol also super inspired by the talented @rxllingstones and @whore-era after reading their amazing fics tonight... pls go read them.. and for u fiends... there is ai audios at the bottom... more uploaded on sc bc tumblr hates me

ellie is incredibly hard to read

or at least that's what she tells herself

it's almost written all over her face how much she hates the people you date when she's in a five-foot radius of them

she tells herself she doesn't care (she's lying) but she can't ignore how her grip tightens when she sees you lip-locking some loser you met at a party

but she always finds herself at your side, pulling you away from them and back into the corner with her

"hey there, pretty girl. having fun?"

"i was until you cock-blocked me."

"there wasn't much to block... i heard his dick's small."

but the curse of having feelings for you was that you were always dating someone

it always comes up when the group goes out to dinner and the topic of who you're dating comes up

like it does every week...

"i actually really like him for you" dina shares, a genuine smile on her face

"yeah, dude's cool" jesse agrees, slinging his arm around dina in the booth

and then all the attention is on ellie as you stare at her with your wide eyes waiting for her approval

"what? you know you're not going to like what i have to say." she says taking a sip of her dr. pepper

yes ellie drinks dr. pepper

"cause you hate everyone i date!" you reply, your bottom lip jutting out in a pout

it was clear you were slightly tipsy but your face still made ellie smile

"yeah, cause you only date fucking losers." she would say smile on her face but anger blooming inside

ellie tries to be mature but she can't help herself

what makes it worse is that you really do date literally everyone except for her

so she doesn't really make an effort to be nice to the people you introduce her to

one time the same guy came around twice and all ellie could say was "oh it's this fucking guy again! hey man, glad to see you made it to a second date."

you scolded her after

but in her defense, you really are with someone new each week

until it's been three weeks and you're still dating the same girl

and ellie is a fucking mess

you started inviting her out to group hang outs and smoke sessions so ellie just stops showing up

she doesn't like the way it feels when her stomach flips upside down at the sight of you sitting on her lap, a beer in your hands

so she decides to opt-out, get high alone and avoid seeing you as much as possible

but it's short lived because your drunk ass is banging on her door

"ellie, let me in!" you yell over the tv playing from inside her dorm room. "i hear you watching shark tank!"

reluctantly, she gets up and opens the door for you

"can i help you?"

"yeah you can fucking help me. you can help me by telling me why you've been MIA for the last few parties. i miss you." you don't miss a beat and are already storming past her and sitting on her unmade bed

"you miss me? does arcadia know about that? you missing me?"

"is this seriously about you not liking another partner of mine? seriously ellie? grow up. you're supposed to be my friend and support me but you have done any of that?" it was obvious you had been hanging onto that for a while

she'd laugh but upon seeing your stone cold face her anger would rise

"oh, you're fucking serious. are you really that blind? you really think i want to be your fucking friend? i mean, my god i couldn't have made it clearer for you. i like you! like actually like you, like i want it to be my lap that you sit in. not hers. every person you have ever dated i have wished was me! but nooo, you just don't seem to notice."

she doesn't even realize it but she's shaking

she's actually just confessed her three year crush on you without even thinking about it

"ellie..." you begin, a worried look all over your face

"no, i don't really have it in me to get rejected by you tonight so please just go." she cuts you off, unable to meet your eyes

but then you're there next to her holding her shaking hand

"i'm not rejecting you, ellie." you whisper

"you're not? what about your little girlfriend."

"this might be absolutely toxic of me to say but... she's not you." you giggle

"you're absolutely right it's fucking toxic to say that…. but it's also EXTREMELY fucking hot."

ai audios:

extra ai audios:

there wasn't much to block..

oh, it's this fucking guy again!

oh you miss me?

you're not? what about your little girlfriend

you're right it's toxic to say that...

#ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie williams tlou #ellie williams x reader smut #ellie williams the last of us #ellie williams tlou2 #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams fan fic #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams imagine #ellie williams oneshot #modern!ellie williams #college!ellie williams #ellie williams one shot

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channieismyboy · 2 years ago

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rainy days - b.c

{bang chan x gn!reader}

genre: comfort, angst and fluff at the end - masterlist

synopsis: chan surprises you on a rainy day, but he never expected to find you crying in your bed alone. wc: 0.6k

warnings: mentions of anxiety and crying, reader is going through a hard time, chan comforts the reader gently, the reason of why the ready is crying isn't specified.

an: this a bit self-indulgent. with everything that has been going on, i needed an escape. i hope this helps you have some reassurance as well, stay safe

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you don't want to leave your bed. you physically cannot handle leaving your current position; curled up on your right side, and staring at the gray sky beyond your window. you haven't moved since the morning, the rain has woken you up, and the storm is still going strong. every now and then, flashes of lighting and crashing sounds of thunder gain your attention. there are days where you can't leave your room, choosing to deal with your emotions by yourself. it is however, these moments when you need someone, you need chan.

chan is worried. he's staring at the unread messages he sent you. with each passing hour of you not answering, his concerns deepen. after hours of being on delivered, he decides enough is enough, he's going to check up on you, to see if you're okay.

he rushes to get ready as quickly as possible, turning off his computer with his latest demo, making sure to save the beginnings of his work fast. he runs out in the rain, gets in his car, and speeds towards your apartment. his mind is filling up with various thoughts of what may be going on. he calls you non stop on the road, yet it always leads to voicemail.

chan arrives at your apartment, and unlocks your door with your shared keys. "y/n! where are you?"

you hear your loving boyfriend's cries, but you don't answer. you're focused on something else. chan sees that you're not in the living room, you must be in the bedroom then. he opens the door to your room, and he's met with your curled up form. you're shaking and muffled cries leave your form, you glance back at him. you meet his eyes, and see how distressed your poor and caring boyfriend is.

the moment chan sees your pained face, his heart feels like it's shattering into pieces. "oh baby, why are you crying?" he says, his voice is small, and full of concern.

it's always that simple question that makes the tears flood. you sit up, you try to explain your sadness, yet you fail to do so. chan knows that you won't be able to explain. so he sits beside you, and takes you into his arms. his hand grazes your back gently.

"it's going to be okay. i'm here now y/n, there's no need to worry sweetheart." chan says, now his hand is caressing your hair.

he continues his thoughts, "when you're ready to tell me what's wrong, i'll be right here. that's what i'm here for, so please don't hold back. i hate to see your gorgeous face in such sadness."

you lay in his grasp for the next few minutes, as you quietly sob into his hoodie. after the passing minutes go by, you focus on the senses around you. the warmth of chan's body, the gentle head pats he's giving you, the faint smell of cologne, and the sounds of rainfall in the background; you begin to feel at peace. your cries swell down, and you look at chan directly.

he looks into your face, you see him staring into your swollen eyes. he lets out a laugh under his breath, "your eyes are puffy,".

seeing a smile on his face is contagious, since you find yourself smiling back at the loving man in front of you. "shut up, i know."

"it's adorable, don’t stop"

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diazsdimples · 9 months ago

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Fuck It Friday!

Tagged by @theotherbuckley who's just uploaded her first smut fic!!! Go check it out!

I really did say "fuck it" today and started a new wip. Don't look at me. This one is forecast to be short and sweet though so check back with me in a couple of days when it's over 10k and consuming my life!

Buck wasn’t moping. Certainly not. He doesn’t mope. Not at all. Not even if it’s been a whole 24 hours since he last saw his boyfriend. The relationship is still new and exciting enough that he wants to spend all his time wrapped up in those strong arms and forget about everything except the soft lips pressed to his forehead. He doesn’t want to come across as clingy though. It’s always been a bit of an insecurity of Buck’s, that people will thing he’s a bit, well, much. So, instead of grabbing his phone and scrolling through his contacts until he finds his boyfriends number so he can call him and beg to come over, Buck throws himself on his couch and begins to aimlessly scroll through the daytime television options, until he finally settles on Married at First Sight. He's just gasping at the first dinner party (one of the brides stormed out in tears!) when his phone begins to buzz. Thinking that finally, finally, his beloved is calling and asking to hang out, Buck throws himself at his phone hands shaking with excitement as he turns it over and reads the caller ID. Christopher Diaz. Ah well, the next best thing it is then. “Hey, Chris!” Buck answers, trying not to let his initial disappointment show in his voice. He’s got all the time in the world for this kid, even if he’s becoming a moody teenager with a wit that’s as sharp as a whip, just like his father. “Hey Buck! Are you doing anything today?” Christopher’s voice is a little tinny through his phone’s speaker, cracking a little. It’s hard to tell if it’s the shitty service he sometimes gets if the wind is blowing in a funny direction, or if Christopher’s voice has started breaking. He suspects it’s the latter, based purely off the phone call he’d received a couple of days prior where Eddie had spent the entire call giggling down the phone about how Christopher had cracked a massive high during an argument about screen time. Buck hums, pretending to think. “Hmmmm, my diary looks pretty booked. Says right here that I’ve got to watch three episodes of crappy reality tv and then eat loads of fried chicken. I’m swamped.” “Buck,” Christopher says flatly and Buck laughs, loud and ringing through the loft. “I’m only kidding. What’s up, kid?” “The baby hippo has finally born at the zoo and we have to go see it! Can you come over today, please?” Buck can practically picture Christopher bouncing up and down with excitement as he relays this information. Despite months of insistence that he’s “too old for the zoo”, Christopher has been eagerly following their resident hippo’s pregnancy, sending Buck updates as fast as the zoo will come out with them. Really, he’s been grooming Buck for this trip for months. “What does your dad have to say about this?” Buck asks, already knowing the answer. “He says it’s fine as long as you’re up for it,” comes the reply, and Buck doesn’t miss the almost pleading edge to Christopher’s voice. “Pleaaaase, Buck? A baby hippo!” “Okay, okay, okay!” Buck laughs, hauling himself off the couch and collecting his keys. “I’ll be there in a moment.” Buck hangs up the phone and rushes around the loft to collect his keys, a hoodie and a bottle of water, all previous thoughts of despair about the lack of contact from his boyfriend gone from his mind at the prospect of seeing his two favourite people.

Tagging @hippolotamus @watchyourbuck @disasterbuckdiaz @puppyboybuckley @bucksbackwardcap @fortheloveofbuddie @spotsandsocks @aroeddiediaz @pirrusstuff @housewifebuck @daffi-990 @jesuisici33 @tizniz @wikiangela @steadfastsaturnsrings @buckbuckgoose @exhuastedpigeon @cal-daisies-and-briars @wildlife4life @slightlyobsessedwitheverything @evanbegins @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @rainbow-nerdss @kitteneddiediaz @elvensorceress @epicbuddieficrecs @smilingbuckley @thekristen999

#hi look I can write something other than smut or freezing boys #strap yourself in for a few thousand words of pure tooth rotting fluff #and baby hippos #buddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #911 abc #911 buddie #911verse #911 fanfic #911 #eddie x buck #usercam

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destinygoldenstar · 2 months ago

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☀️ AnalyzGolden's Reactions To Disventure Camp Season 1: All Eliminations, Plot Twists, Etc. *Merge COMPILATION* ☀️

This Post is compilation of my reactions to Disventure Camp's Eliminations, Plot Twists, & Overall Big Moments.

For those of my followers who don't know, Disventure Camp is an independent animated YouTube show by OddNation Cartoons, that originated as a Total Drama fanfiction.

But due to legal stuff (Fresh TV HATES it when fan stuff of their shows get attention), they found a way around it by changing up the show to make it original, with completely original characters and settings. Because of this, they remade the first season after Season 2 was already done and published, and the remake (which is the version I watched) is the one that is canon to the show's story.

Btw, the original Season 1 that they made before this drama is now considered the 'beta' version, and it's not canon to the show's story. So you don't HAVE to watch the beta to understand anything, but it's there. (maybe one day I'll react to that too)

Obviously, BIG SPOILERS for this show.

So if you haven't watched it yet, I encourage you to watch it first and then check out these posts from me. The show is free on YouTube. They have it both in English and Spanish.

Check Out This Post For A Fast Travel To My Full Reactions To The Season

I AM planning on making more posts about this show, so look forward to those. (Including A Tier List post, compilations of the more funnier bits, etc)

With the exception of a couple of meme bits, THIS COMPILATION POST WON'T CONTAIN THE SCREENSHOTS. Tumblr has an image limit of 30 images per post.

So if you want the screenshots, see my episode reactions.

I also had to split this into two parts (again) because it got too big and Tumblr wouldn't allow it.

<< Premerge Compilation

Without further ado, let's get right into the CHAOS that ensued with this!

Tom's Termination

Why is Tom depressed?

"Can we speak?"

"I'm trying to wallow in the darkness in my heart."

"Shortly before I came here, I ended a relationship that was very toxic and I got hurt."

Oh he's telling Tom this. Okay. I approve. He deserves to know.

How many people have he told this to? Miriam, Ellie, now Tom?

"HEY GUYS, DO YOU THINK JAKE WAS IN A TOXIC RELATIONSHIP?! I CAN'T TELL!"

I'm not annoyed by it, I'm cracking a bad joke

"These aren't excuses for how I've been treating you, but I want you to know I feel terrible."

You yelled at him ONCE. And you apologized for it three times now.

I wouldn't count that as "I've treated you terribly this entire time".

I'm glad he's making this clear though. He knows when to take accountability.

"I said I was sowwy, pwease fowgive me!"

"I have a hard time trusting people, Tom, I just... talking to you makes me forget sometimes how shitty life can be. I don't want to lose that."

This is actually good on Jake's end. He's explaining his situation to Tom, not excusing it, and trying to be open and honest.

"After all this is over, I would love if... you and I... we... continue-"

"Jake."

Why is Tom so pissy? He wasn't like this last episode.

"I got a call last night... I got fired."

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WHAT?!?!?!?!

HE GOT FIRED?!?!?!?!?!?

WH-WH-HOW?!?! HOW-?!

*Golden.exe has stopped working*

OH MY GOD...

I DID NOT EXPECT THAT BEING WHERE THIS STORY WAS HEADING.

SO HIS MISSION FAILED?!

Maybe he'll explain it. I'll keep listening.

"A video in which YOU mentioned my work was uploaded to the Internet and my boss saw it."

OH...

*covered mouth* Oh my god...

JAKE, YOU FUCKED UP BEYOND REPAIR

THERE IS NO REPAIRING THIS

You got your crush fired, now you suffer significant consequences for the rest of your days.

Well Tom is DEFINATELY not gonna want to be around you ever again.

"I'm so sorry-"

"Not now."

"Tom, if you need anyone to-"

"I SAID NOT NOW."

*storms off*

GOD...

I can't imagine how that makes Tom feel though. Getting fired because of a guy you liked...

OH WAIT CAUSE I PUT TOM IN THE HEADING LAST EPISODE. SHIT. I CAUSED THIS.

I THOUGHT I DIDN'T JINX ANYONE LAST EPISODE.

Episode 8 Elimination + Gabby/Ellie Kiss

"Tonight, we won't just be reading the votes..."

OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH MY GOD IT'S A TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND REFERENCE

THEY DID THIS SAME THING ON THEIR FIRST MERGE COUNCIL TOO

'GABBY'

YEAH YEAH WE KNOW...

OH GOD I'M SCARED NOW...

IT'S EITHER GABBY OR JAKE AND BOTH ARE GONNA HURT

'GABBY'

"This is for getting me out of today's challenge."

BEEF.

'GABBY'

And then it's gonna be all the Jake votes piling up.

'TOM'

OH WAIT THEY'RE VOTING TOM. WAIT A MINUTE.

NO IT'S TOM THAT'S GOING.

I mean I'm not saying that's a bad move, it's a good move, but...

'TOM'

OH I'M SORRY TOM. THIS IS IT FOR YOU.

'GABBY'

WAIT WHAT??!?!?!?!

NOOOOOO!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!?!??!?!

SHE'S ON YOUR SIDE!!!!

"Now without Gabby, Ellie will have no choice but to return with us to her old alliance."

SHE WAS ALREADY WITH YOU, YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO DO THAT!

THAT RUINS YOUR CHANCES TO ALLY WITH HER!!!

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!??!!

'GABBY'

OH NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

NO COME ON THAT'S BULLSHIT

THAT'S A BULLSHIT GAME MOVE!!

DON'T DO THIS!!!!

'GABBY'

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"Gabby. That's six votes. You're out."

GABBY NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

I'm actually HURT

I'm actually DEVASTATED...

OMG GABBY NOOOOOOOOOO

Okay, I'm calming down...

GOD I'M MAD. I'M SO MAD.

"I knew something was wrong."

HUH, at least now Ellie KNOWS who to trust, right?!

At least Jake came CLEAN about who his alliance was voting for! Fiore's DIDN'T.

HUH, I WONDER WHICH ALLIANCE I SHOULD SIDE WITH

That's a nail in the coffin. Ellie is NEVER siding with the villains.

I hope that gameplay was sounded smart on your ends.

Okay no I'll talk about this later.

"They ruined my plans."

OH YEAH NOW SHE'S OUTTED.

Fiore, you fucked up your entire game.

"You can make fun and celebrate all you want, but it won't last long! The three of you are still outnumbered."

OOF. And she just flat out said it.

"I am NOT working with you after this! You can't make me!"

"If you still had your totem, you could've saved yourself."

Yeah... should've kept that idol.

OH WAIT I PUT GABBY IN THE HEADING, I JINXED HER ELIMINATION, GODDAMMIT!!!

NO, I CAUSED THIS!!!

I SHOULDN'T HAVE PUT HER IN THE HEADING!!!

"I'm happy I saved you. You're the only person here who has ever taken me seriously, and possibly the only person I've ever met who has made me feel... valid."

💗

"Because you are! There's nothing wrong with you."

YOU BET THERE'S NOT. YOU'RE WONDERFUL, GABBY.

"I hope we'll keep talking when this is all over."

"We will."

*Kiss*

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH

YEEEESSSS!!!

*I got a 'Speak No Evil' trailer ad*

WOW. TONAL WHIPLASH THERE.

Tom Face Reveal + Tom/Jake Kiss

"Any update about your job?"

He got FIRED. I don't think you get an update after that.

"Anyway, I haven't been sure for awhile if this is what I really want..."

Oh?

You didn't want to be a spy?

"...or if I'm even good at it..."

Uh...

Yeah, you weren't, I'm gonna be brutally honest.

You can find a new job. One that you love. One where you can work AND maintain relationships.

"You think you weren't meant to be a spy?"

"I don't know. But it's not like I have a choice anymore."

Yeah... that's a hard situation. I can relate to that.

AH-!

OH MY GOD.

I DIDN'T-OH MY GOD...

"I don't work there anymore... I don't need this..."

So he WAS wearing that for his job! So he's ditching his career?!

OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH...

Oh THAT'S why...

I was thinking awhile it would be that he had a scarred face, but I wasn't sure. AND I was joking about it this whole time. God I feel awful now...

I'm trying to look at this properly. What happened? Was he in a fire or something? I can't tell cause it's a cartoon, but that MIGHT be burn scars?????

I don't know, maybe he's gonna explain it.

"My first job was a couple months ago. I was sloppy and I got found out. Things went wrong, and my captors... gave me this..."

😨

OH MY GOD, HE WAS TORTURED?!?!?!

HOLY-I DIDN'T THINK THEY WERE GONNA GO THAT DARK WITH IT.

Holy god, I can't even imagine. I don't want to imagine Tom getting tortured like that.

"The boss wasn't happy. I was tasked to come onto this show as a contestant to investigate it. This job was my last chance, and I blew it."

Ouch...

"Were you using that mask to hide your identity or... were you...?"

"That's just an excuse. The truth is I... I felt ashamed..."

Aw...😢

"But you look good, Tom."

Awwwwww...💗

*Kiss*

...wwwwAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH

OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH MYY GOD!!!!

*I got out of my chair and paced around for a minute*

AAAAAAAHHHH💗

*I'm giddy and out of breath*

I didn't expect them to kiss today... oh my god...

YEEESSS!!! I FEEL VALIDATED!!!!!

Oh my god, Tom Face Reveal. AND... ship name kiss, IN THE SAME SCENE. That's too much for the feels.

Jam. It's Jam isn't it? I don't have jam on me right now.

I actually don't like eating jam. I'm not a jelly person.

Okay okay okay, I'm sorry. I'll keep going.

"...I'm not."

Aw 💗

"Attention campers! Challenge time!"

Oh screw you!

They're good for each other. They're actually good for each other.

I HAD MY DOUBTS. But they do work.

*I had to get water* (Y'all keep your dirty jokes about that)

Ellie Gets 'Disarmed & Killed' (BLOOD TW)

"What happened with your mask?"

Oh yeah they don't know...

God it's SO WEIRD seeing Tom without the mask now.

OH SHIT-

UM, HELLO?!?!?!

IM SORRY, WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?!?!

“What the hell is that?!”

My thoughts exactly Ellie!

DID THEY WAKE UP IN THE FUTURE?! WHAT'S HAPPENING?!?!

I'M WATCHING A TOTAL DRAMA FANFICTION, RIGHT?!?!

"It looks like a-a-a person..."

"Like a dead person?!"

Tom, you killed a guy!

OH GOOD LORD-

YEAH WE'RE NOT WATCHING DISVENTURE CAMP ANYMORE

If you asked me what my predictions were for this show: "Let's make a PLOT TWIST in the middle of the show and turn it into a zombie apocalypse 'The Walking Dead' show" Would NEVER be on my list.

WHAT THE HELL

I mean if you know me, you know I like death game stories...

But surprisingly, I don't actually like zombie apocalypse stories. It's not just my cup of tea.

Because zombie apocalypse stories are just so bloody hopeless and there's absolutely no way out of inevitable fate. It's just "This is hell, wait till it's your turn to die."

And I just naturally find that less compelling than stuff like Hunger Games, Squid Game, and Danganronpa, where there IS a possibility to escape your fate, even if it's really small.

With these kinds of stories, I'm just waiting for everyone to die. So I get less attached.

That's just my opinion.

"Did you hear that?!"

"Sounded like gunshots!"

"Don't worry guys! It's just Tom killing a man! It's fine!"

"I KISSSED A SERIAL KILLER?!?!"

I mean, I WOULD say this is all a stage show. Like these are just people wearing makeup.

BUT YOU CAN'T FAKE TOM KILLING A GUY.

UNLESS YOU'RE A PSYCHOPATH WORSE THAN CHRIS MCLEAN

"I don't care if he's a serial killer! HE'S MY LOVE! WE'RE LETTING HIM IN. WHAT'S THE WORSE THAT COULD HAPPEN?!"

"What's going on?!"

"Ellie why do you have ketchup splashed all over your face?"

"They looked like people, but they're not!"

"I would never kill a man! I swear!!"

"What if it was a woman?"

"...shit!!"

"Is that... a bite?"

OH SHIT

They're not gonna KILL Ellie, right?!

Cut off her arm, and she might be saved!

"...well, one step closer to winning."

GRETT. WTF?! YOU"RE A PSYCHOPATH!!!

I mean I'm not surprised. BUT WTF?!

"I think we... have to... cut off your arm."

NO I WAS JUST JOKING, YOU'RE ACTUALLY GONNA DO IT?!?!?!?!?

"GOLDEN IS OUR OVERLORD AND SHE TOLD ME TO SAVE YOU BY CUTTING OFF YOUR ARM!!!"

"Isn't this just a silly challenge?!"

GOD I HOPE SO

CAUSE THIS IS FUCKED UP

OH MY GOD THEY'RE ACTUALLY DOING IT...

I'M SORRY ELLIE!!!

"So... this ISN'T a challenge?"

YOU THINK?!?!!!

NOW YOU REGRET IT?!?!

"I think I'm gonna faint."

I WOULD TOO.

ELLIE NOOOOOOOO

Alec & Miriam 'Die' (BLOOD TW)

Tom is probably the most equipped for surviving this.

OH GOD-

YOU CAN'T JUST HOLD A CHILD AT GUNPOINT, TOM

YOU CAN'T JUST DO THAT.

"I'll put one right between your eyes."

Tom, you're done.

OKAY, RIP ALEC

Tom is NOT fucking around!

"Tom! Are you okay?"

"No worries. I got a body count in the double digits now. Cool, huh?"

NOOOOOOOOOOOO

MIRIAM NOOOOOOOO

WHAT?!! THAT CAME OUT OF NOWHERE!!

"Miriam, stay with me!!"

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO...

NOT THE GRANDMA

"Don't leave me!!"

AWWWW JAKE NOOO😢

He's losing another grandma! 😭

"Coming to this camp was worth it... I didn't think my last days would end like this... but I'm happy they were with you... you are the grandchildren I never had."

😭💗

HE'S YOUR GRANDSON. DON'T LEAVE HIM.

NOOOOOOO

"Not again!!" *cries*

AWWW JAKE, HONEY NOOOOOO 😭

Don't Make Jake Suffer Challenge. Level: Impossible.

Yeah lets just cut to a six year old driving a bus. Why not?

I'M STILL MOURNING

Fiore Murders Everyone Else (BLOOD TW)

"I don't know... I don't think this will ever end..."

Can we give Jake a hug? PLEASE?

"Hey... at least we have each other."

THANK YOU💗

THEY LOVE EACH OTHER💗

NO GODDAMMIT

FIORE WHYYYYYYYY

“Hey guys! I got another trick I wanna show you. It’s called: ‘BURY YOUR GAYS’”

*Jake gets killed too*

Goddammit...

NOT A SIX YEAR OLD MURDERING MY BOYS

HOW DID WE GET HERE?!?!??!

"I'm sorry Grett, but I need this immunity."

Wait what-

*Murders Grett*

WELP.

This is how we got here.

A six year old is celebrating among her victims.

"WHOO HOOO!!! I KILLED EVERYBODY!!!!"

WHY IS TOM IN THE FAMILY GUY POSE?!?!?!?!?

"See that's my secret Golden. My mask protects me from getting killed, so I'm just faking my death."

"...oh wait I'm not wearing my mask anymore. SHIT-"

It Was All VR

...

WAIT WHAT THE FUCK?!

IT WAS ALL VR?!

I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS.

HOW DID WE GET HERE?!??!?!?!?!

"Oh my gosh, my arm! I have my arm!"

"Oh my gosh, I've been in a coma for a MONTH! Cause I died on the first day!"

"Victory is mine! MIIIIINNNNEEE!!!"

All Fiore cares about is winning.

When a six year old is an even worse psychopath than Grett.

"Am-am-am I dead?!"

Jake. Honey.

EVERYONE is going to need SERIOUS THERAPY after this.

HOLY SHIT THAT IS TRAUMATIZING.

I can't even blame Jake one bit. He watched his friend get turned into a zombie and die. He watched his surrogate grandma die. He watched his boyfriend die. He watched HIMSELF die. AND IT WAS IN THE SPAN OF A MONTH

...nah, therapy ain't fixing him.

"A few hours ago, you fell asleep, and we put you through our hyper realistic VR simulator."

You guys are fucked up.

Even Chris McLean is saying that's fucked up.

"I'm just glad I have both my arms again."

Ellie's just done.

"Yeah TOM! Don't cut a woman's arm off! I'M VOTING YOU TONIGHT."

Watch it actually be Tom that's going and that's Ellie's reason.

I feel like Tom's story is done anyway.

"The challenge was to survive the zombie apocalypse."

You can't survive a zombie apocalypse. Either you DIE, or you DIE.

"Wait, so you KILLED ME to get immunity?!"

YEAH.

If THAT doesn't prove to you that Fiore is FUCKED UP BEYOND REPAIR, idk what does.

"Weren't we in an alliance?"

"We were. But we got exposed last round."

ARE YOU DITCHING GRETT?!

YOU NEED HER FOR NUMBERS.

Idk why I'm asking at this point. These villains plans have been stupid these past two episodes.

I mean, it's not THAT bad here because there was no other option after they killed Tom & Jake. So...

I won't rant this time.

"You'll be distorted for a few more hours, adjusting back to our time, getting back to your body, all that kind of stuff."

"And you'll probably need YEARS of therapy."

Episode 9 Elimination

"What do we do? We have to decide between Alec or Grett."

Yeah, obviously.

At least Ellie doesn't hold beef about the arm thing.

*Grett Voted Alec*

Aaaaannnndd the villains are turning on each other.

Idiots.

*Fiore Voted Grett*

Wait what are you doing?

"That game is the closest I'll ever get to legally shooting someone in the face."

Fiore you are a psycho.

*Alec Voted Grett*

"Now that we're exposed, we don't need you anymore."

Welp. Grett's gone.

Unless the heroes voted Alec...

'ALEC'

We know.

'GRETT'

'ALEC'

OH THEY DID VOTE ALEC. WAIT A MINUTE.

'GRETT'

THE HEROES VOTED ALEC. WHERE ELSE WOULD THAT COME FROM?

'GRETT'

...wait what?

'GRETT'

Wow. Didn't even need to read all the votes.

Who threw their vote on Alec then?

*thinks about it*

Jake, why'd you do that? There's no reason.

"I might be thinking about turning on the heroes, you know?"

*sigh* Queen's time to go.

"Fiore, Alec, even though you betrayed me, I won't lie. I had a good time with you."

At least she's taking this well.

"It will be difficult, but I'll try and take what you said to heart. I'll stop trying to prove anything to anyone. In fact... that includes you."

"FUCK ALL OF YOU. PEACE OUT!!"

😂👏

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSS

Queen Queen Queen Queen QUEEEEENNNNN

👑

SHE SLAYED TILL THE END

...LITERALLY

Immunity Idol Found (x2)

"I found the clue to the location of an immunity totem. It should be right here."

NO WHY WOULD YOU TELL HER THAT-

Okay he doesn't know of her thinking about flipping, to be fair. But still.

"I sure hope no one STEALS this idol or anything!"

They're gonna steal it.

Ellie's gonna tell Fiore & Alec, "Hey guys, I know how to save you guys. Tom has an idol. Steal it from him and use it for the council."

That's definitely a plan!

CAN YOU TELL I'M PARANOID SINCE THE START OF THIS EPISODE?

"This is Golden speaking in your head. There are impersonal ways to play this game and save yourselves. You DON'T have to hurt Jake that way. DON'T YOU DARE. I WILL give him slay pass and I WILL torment you the rest of this season!"

"COME ON! Why Jake?! What did he ever do to you?!"

"This is not good. That totem gives Tom more power than he already has."

THEN STEAL IT.

PROBLEM SOLVED.

A Compilation Of 'STEAL THE IDOL'

"I sure hope no one STEALS the idol or anything!"

They're gonna steal it.

Steal it from him and use it for the council.

THEN STEAL IT.

steal the idol from Tom when he isn't looking

OR STEAL THE IDOL.

JUST STEAL THE IDOL.

"But how would they steal the idol?"

And when they're gone, STEAL THE IDOL.

JUST STEAL THE IDOL FROM TOM AND FLIP

Okay. Steal it.

NO YOU DON'T. STEAL IT.

STEAL THE FUCKING IDOL.

You could've just stole the idol.

😭Just steal the goddamn idol...😭

AND THEN. STEAL. THE. MOTHERFUCKING. IDOL.

STEAL. THE. FUCKING. IDOL.

So if you STEAL it

and steal the idol.

YOU COULD'VE JUST STOLE THE FUCKING IDOL.

She could've just stolen that motherfucking idol and all her problems would've been solved.

But you could've just stolen that godforsaken idol from Tom and you wouldn't have had to destroy anyone.

ME AND THIS IDOL HAVE BEEF, IF YOU CAN'T TELL

Episode 10 Elimination

Elimination already? Damn...

This is gonna be UGLY...

"I did my part. Now who are we going to vote for?"

You know what the weird part is? I don't even know how this benefits you guys.

Tom has an idol.

You didn't even have to gaslight Jake. You could've just stole the idol.

I'm pretty sure the game NEVER said that the person who got the idol was the only one who could play it.

😭Just steal the goddamn idol...😭

"Vote for Jake."

What?

Oh my god, what are you doing??

Why gaslight him then?!?!?!

"Jake, we need to talk."

"Fine. I guess I should give you a chance to explain yourself."

PLEASE. PLEASE TALK.

NOOOOO DAMMIT

Don't break them up, please... 😭🙏

"I don't know what's wrong with Jake this time, but I'm sure it was your fault."

YES. YES IT WAS.

So they are voting Jake...

So they're gonna keep their mouths shut and not worry about the idol?

I mean if they don't know Jake's in danger, they can't play the idol, right?

I THINK that's what they're doing.

"Wait. I have something to say to Tom."

...what are you doing?

"It's about Jake and all the drama surrounding him."

What are you doing? I thought you were gonna keep your mouth shut.

What's your plan? You WANT Tom to realize you're using Jake?

"Oh wait, shit! It wasn't Jake's fault this time! Welp, guess our alliance is back!"

But they already voted, so... goddammit...

"I care because it was all a lie."

"Ellie told Jake that Tom has a boyfriend and he was cheating on him. She kept them from speaking to each other all day."

WHAT IS YOUR PLAN HERE?!?!?!?

WHAT WAS THE POINT OF GASLIGHTING JAKE THEN?!?!?!?!

"Wait, what?! Is this true?!"

Oh shit now he realizes.

"Goddammit Jake, you promised you would talk to me this time!"

DID YOU NOT HEAR HER?! ELLIE WAS PREVENTING HIM FROM DOING THAT!!!!

IF HE COULD, HE WOULD HAVE.

WHY ARE YOU GETTING MAD AT JAKE?!?!

"Tom, I didn't know! I tried to talk to you, but Ellie told me not to!! Please you have to believe me!!!"

HONEY NO...

"Why are you listening to her?!"

"I thought I could trust her. I'm sorry Tom..."

"And you didn't think you could trust me?! After everything we've been through?!"

💔

I mean, okay, that is valid. That is on Jake.

"Children, children, stop fighting please!!"

Aw Miriam 💔😢

"Wait, this doesn't end here."

OH MY GOD WHAT NOW?!?!?

"Tom, we know about your totem."

WHAT IS YOUR PLAN HERE?!?!?! I DON'T UNDERSTAND.

DO YOU WANT TO GET ELIMINATED?!?!?

"Alec, Ellie, and I voted for Jake. So if you don't use your totem to save your little dumb boyfriend, he's gone tonight."

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!?

SO YOU'RE ASKING TOM TO USE THE IDOL. WHY?!???!! THAT SCREWS YOU OVER.

Unless she's lying and she and Alec flipped...

But THAT WOULD BE EVEN WORSE.

You betray Ellie, YET AGAIN. You LOSE HER as an ally.

Unless you're trying to boot her and have her be 5th place. BUT THEN YOU HAVE JAKE AND MIRIAM AS AN ALLIANCE TO WORRY ABOUT.

YOU DON'T NEED TO DO THIS. YOU DON'T NEED TO GASLIGHT JAKE. YOU DON'T NEED TO SAY ANY OF THIS SHIT.

Just convince Ellie to be on your side to get her to flip, vote for who you want out, convince Tom & Jake to go do something that forces Tom to leave the idol behind...

AND THEN. STEAL. THE. MOTHERFUCKING. IDOL.

THAT IS THE EASIEST AND CLEANEST SOLUTION TO ALL YOUR DAMN PROBLEMS.

AND YET YOU CHOOSE TO DESTROY THESE PEOPLE INSTEAD AND MAKE THINGS TOO BLOODY COMPLICATED.

WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM?!?!?!?!?

"I'm sorry, I just can't leave here 4th place. I know if I stuck with you guys, I'd never make the finals."

"And you decided you'd mess with my personal trauma just to get further in the game?!"

YESS!! BE PISSED!!!!!!! CALL HER OUT!!!!!

"You're screwed up Ellie. You need help!"

"Actually... yes."

*snicker* Okay, that was good.

"I don't ever want to talk to you again!"

"No need to yell like that."

UM, LET'S BE HONEST. I THINK JAKE DESERVES TO BE VOCAL HERE. HE WAS GASLIT BY YOU GUYS.

"Times running out Tom. What'll it be?"

Don't play it Tom.

They're tricking you. Don't play it.

Though that's kinda bad on his end, cause that'd be him saying "Nah, fuck you Jake. Go to the bus and drive it to hell."

"Tom, please, I know I've been bad, but I promise, if you save me, we can talk tomorrow and work things out!!"

I don't think that's gonna happen...

He's begging so bad here 😭

You screwed up Jake. You screwed up...

"What's stopping you from believing another lie they tell you tomorrow?"

Insert my rant before here.

"Tom, I get that you're mad at Jake, but if he goes, you and I will go right after."

No I don't think that's how it's gonna work...

My heart is HURTING right now btw. I'm actually shaking.

"Why are you so relaxed?! If Tom plays the idol on Jake, we're screwed!"

EXACTLY. WHAT'S YOUR PLAN HERE?!??!?!?! IT MAKES NO SENSE.

"Can I please read the votes people?!"

The host is just done with it...

"I'm going to use my totem to save Jake."

Aw....

Even after everything he loves you... 😭

No...

They flipped. They HAD to have flipped...

'JAKE' *DOESN'T COUNT*

Oh no...

*I'm burying my face in my hands to hold back wet eyes*

'FIORE'

They flipped.

She's so unbothered. They flipped.

'FIORE'

They flipped.

*DREAD* THEY FLIPPED.

Is the next one Tom?

'TOM'

I KNEW IT

I KNEW IT OH NOOOOOOO...

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO😭

'TOM'

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH

I have a bad feeling... Jake voted Tom cause he was mad.

He was trying to throw his vote on Tom to save the trouble, AND IT BACKFIRED HORRIBLY.

'TOM'

*Buries face in hands again*

I can't... I can't... no...

"I wonder whose fault that was."

Yeah...

"Tom, I'm sorry, please, you have to forgive me-"

"SHUT UP."

"YOU AND I ARE DONE. DON'T EVER SPEAK TO ME AGAIN."

💔😭💔

Oh my god...

Oh my god no...

No...

Oh god...

So... I'm not welling up bawling or anything...

But I am SHAKING.

I am SCREAMING.

I am on the verge of CRYING.

I fell nauseous, so add THROWING UP on that list too.

I'm so upset.

I mean I get it, villains gotta villain, but holy shit...

They were doing so well too. They could've been so great together!

THEY COULD'VE GOTTEN CHINESE TOGETHER LIKE THEY WANTED

GODDAMMIT...

This is some shit Heather would do.

And did.

I mean... compare that episode to this episode as much as you'd like. I don't really care.

My heart is actually sunken right now.

That hurt.

I think this elimination broke me.

WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST WATCH?!

Is Jake pissed? He's gotta be.

The Host's Crimes

OH HEY!

I thought you guys were eliminated! What are you doing here?

OH SHIT...

Um...

I didn't think we'd be dealing with MURDERERS...

Holy shit this just got a lot darker.

"When I found out at the hotel that Derek and Trevor were exterminating the animals in the forest, I was about to take justice into my own hands! But I remembered that the last time I tried, things didn't end well..."

"And how did you know it was them?"

"I may or may not have threatened the hotel receptionists so they would tell me the truth."

Oh my god Gabby, I love you XD

"I did all your spy work for you! You're welcome! Torture always works!"

(No it doesn't)

"I wanted to call the police! But with my record, I knew they wouldn't listen to me, so I remembered that you're a cop."

So Gabby's a delinquent...

Honestly I'm not surprised.

Also Tom was a spy, where'd you get this from?

"Then what are you? A ninja?"

THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN SAYING THIS ENTIRE TIME.

Me Getting Enraged Over Ellie Hurting Jake

Oh they made it. Cool.

Who gets the immunity though?

Talk it out? Please?

"Only one of us can win..."

"If you give this to me, maybe I'll forgive you."

Yeah, he does need it.

The opportunity is open, Ellie! Redeem yourself!

COME HOME. COME TO THE LIGHT. GET YOUR FRIENDS BACK.

"You know what? You can eat shit and die."

WHAT?!?!?! ELLIE NOOOO

NO YOU WERE DOING GOOD

WHY?!?!?!?!

"And 'BOO HOO, AWWW, I GOT CHEATED ON'. GROW THE HELL UP JAKE."

WHAT THE FUCK?! 😠

"You say you're a victim, but you're really just a sponge for drama. You feed off the smallest setbacks, acting as if the world's against you."

😠

"Tom probably saw it too."

DON'T YOU DARE DO THAT TO HIM.

"You have no right to shame me."

YOU HURT HIM. WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!?!

"After you voted out Gabby, I never pulled this on you, cause I have some sense to not be a dick."

BULL. SHIT. 😡 THAT WAS FIORE AND ALEC.

"Maybe if you weren't so annoying, your boyfriend wouldn't have cheated on you."

*Paused the Episode on this frame*

...

So, this is being written TEN MINUTES after I paused the episode in that frame.

What happened in between that ten minutes was that I PAUSED the episode, got out of my seat paced around my room in rage, SCREAMED THE F WORD, I'm lucky my family isn't home at the moment so they can't hear me, and I left the room and paced around in my kitchen to calm down because I felt SICK, HURT, TRIGGERED, and ATTACKED.

Not the writer's fault. They don't know. But... OMG

YOU. YOOOOOUUUUUU

YOU CANNOT DO THAT

I am VERY EMOTIONAL in this segment if you can't tell.

YOU CANNOT SAY THAT TO PEOPLE.

Maybe in a separate post, when I cooled my head, I'll talk about WHY this scene hurt me so much.

But my reason is not actually based off the characters. Roles swapped, I think I'd still react this way.

Bottom line is, remember when I said earlier that Miriam was calling Ellie out to help her?

THIS ISN'T THAT. THIS IS NOT 'ELLIE CALLING JAKE OUT ON HIS BULLSHIT', THIS IS NOT 'ELLIE GIRLBOSS MOMENT'. THIS IS SHAMING.

This is SHAMING someone with serious mental problems that need help.

This is not 'Oh, Ellie's ROASTING Jake right now, what a powerful moment for her! Hell ya, he deserved it!'

THIS TRIGGERED ME.

I actually KNEW this scene existed before I watched the show. But I had no context, didn't know what episode it was, didn't know when it showed up, and I didn't remember the exact dialogue. But it was in a clip of a reaction that was cheering for Ellie doing this.

I won't give names, I won't throw hands, that's not their fault if they see it that way. This is just VERY PERSONAL FOR ME.

I won't give massive details, because it's so personal, but why it triggered me? I HAVE BEEN THERE IN MY LIFE.

I HAVE BEEN THERE YEARS AGO, MULTIPLE TIMES, WITH MULTIPLE PEOPLE DOING THIS SHIT TO ME. Acting JUST LIKE how Ellie does here, towards me.

It caused me a lot of problems growing up. My family AGREED with the people doing that, so that was not fun. They said 'I needed to hear this. I deserved it.'

So I KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT. This shit does no favors to the person you're 'roasting'. If anything, this makes the behavior you're calling out WORSE. They act even MORE like this whiny bratty type as a way to cope with the thought that everyone hates them!

ELLIE. YOU CAN'T DO THIS.

THAT HURTS PEOPLE.

I DON'T CARE IF IT'S JAKE. I DON'T CARE IF YOU HATE JAKE. THAT'S NOT THE POINT.

YOU CAN'T SAY THAT TO PEOPLE.

I'm not saying Jake is innocent and doesn't deserve calling out. BUT, THAT'S NOW HOW YOU DO IT

EVERYTHING Ellie said in that was just... ANGERED ME. IT ANGERED ME.

I gotta calm down. I'm sorry. I gotta calm down. Peace.

Episode 11 Elimination

Oooooooohh god...

I'm actually feeling kinda hopeless.

I think I know who it is.

'JAKE'

Yeah...

'ELLIE'

Should've went for the gold.

'ELLIE'

'JAKE'

Aaaaaaaannnnnd I know Fiore's handwriting at this point.

It's over.

'JAKE'

*Long Depressed Sigh*

...I knew it.

We didn't get revenge. Goddammit.

"Whatever. I don't care."

"Spoken like a man who cares."

"Miriam, I'm so sorry to be leaving you. Maybe if I had taken things differently, none of this would've happened."

Yeah...

"Thank you so much for supporting me. Everything from my grandmother to Tom..."

Oh come on, don't make this sad for me.

"Don't fret, kid. I thought I wouldn't open up to anyone here. But you were patient with me, and taught me that I shouldn't judge people so quickly."

Yeah. He's chaotic like that.

"You may be down, but you're not out. Play your butt off Miriam. We'll see each other when this is all over, okay?"

Yes. Win for them, Miriam.

Awwwwwwww💗

...damn. I'm gonna miss that trainwreck.

Episode 12 Elimination

"You and I can also work together to become the final two after that."

GODDAMN. MIRIAM, YOU'RE COLD.

Okay, this is DEFINATELY a Survivor thing.

"You cannot grab the top with your hands and your feet must be on the line."

Oh. Okay. I was gonna say 'just wrap your feet around the pole' but you can't do that.

"Sounds easy."

"For you, yes, cause you're small."

But she's a child, wouldn't that make her less capable of endurance than Ellie and Alec?

How are you already slipping? We just started!

I say that like I would do better. I probably wouldn't.

NO MIRIAM

"You're much lighter than me. Do you think you can last longer?"

Oh you're not slipping and trusting Ellie, are you?

You're a dumbass.

"But unfortunately, I can't have us winning this."

YOU DUMBASS.

Does Ellie have my forgiveness for this???

Um...

That's a debate. First you apologize for the death threat. THEN we'll talk.

"What if they can't agree?"

"In that case, you and Ellie would go to one last challenge to decide who gets eliminated."

Oh really?

Is that what we're gonna do?

...or is Fiore gonna ditch Alec's ass? Did I call it?

"I choose Ellie. And I won't change my mind."

Okay.

"Well... I..."

Moment of truth.

She's gonna ditch him.

"Alec... I really liked you, and that's dangerous, because feelings are for weak people."

OH.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH.

"I vote to take Ellie to the final."

I. FUCKING. CALLED IT.

😂

GET FUCKED, ALEC!!!!! GET! FUCKED!!!!!

"But after all I've done?! I protected you this whole game! I helped you win the zombie apocalypse challenge, saved your life in the cave, covered up your plans so no one would suspect you're a PSYCHOPATH, and you STILL eliminate me?!"

THAT'S ON YOU, YOU DUMBASS.

WHY WOULD YOU TRUST HER?!?! SHE'S A PSYCHOPATH! YOU KNEW THIS. YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN IT COMING.

"Yes, thanks for all that, but I don't need you anymore."

👏😂👏

SHE DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOU.

WHAT DID I SAY?!

Yeah, she cares about literally nobody.

She WILL ditch these guys on the bus the moment she has the chance.

And she's gonna show no remorse doing it.

And when that happens I'm gonna be HOWLING.

WELL HERE I AM.

SHE DITCHED HIM, NO REMORSE, AND I AM HOWLING.

AWOOOOOOOOOOOO

I CALLED THIS.

"Oh come on Alec, out of everybody, you're the last one who should be talking about feeling betrayed."

GET. HIS. ASS.

"This doesn't concern you. Keep it to yourself, Ellie."

You betrayed her three times. She DOES get a right to say that!

See, THIS is a good moment of Ellie ROASTING someone who fucking DESERVES IT.

"Your parents were right about you. You are a mistake."

"Oh. I know. And I don't care. Oh, and I bet you'd know a lot about making mistakes."

AWOOOOOOOOOOOO

I do not feel bad for Alec at all. Let's be real. HE DESERVED THIS.

YOU SHOULD NOT HAVE PUT YOUR FATE IN THE HANDS OF THIS PSYCHOPATHIC CHILD. THAT IS ON YOU.

GOODBYE, SIR.

3rd Place

Oh yay, the demon child wins...

This is where Miriam goes.

YEAH THIS IS WHERE MIRIAM GOES

THEY'RE NOT GONNA MAKE IT

AW, I'M SORRY MIRIAM. I WAS ROUTING FOR YOU.

"Tom... I... I can't go any..."

NO DON'T GIVE UP

"Wait... I need help!"

Wait what's happening?

"Oh... my heart..."

OH NO. WHAT?!??!

WAIT A MINUTE, WHAT?!?!

OH NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

YOU'RE GONNA KILL HER?!??!?!

NO THAT'S SICK. OH MY GOD. NO.

NOOOOOOOOOOO

DON'T KILL HER OFF, I LOVE HER. NOOOOO

NOOOOOOOO MIRIAM, NOOOOOOOO

CPR. DO CPR TOM. PLEASE.

"What's wrong with her? Is she okay?"

LADY, YOU THINK?!?!?! SHE'S DYING.

"I can smell that million bucks calling to me."

OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD WHAT

😲

I... I...

*AnalyzGolden.exe has stopped working*

...

... ... ...

So... let me get this straight...

She FAKED A HEART ATTACK TO WIN?!

... ... ...

😂👏

OMG THAT GOT ME

OMG MIRIAM YOU ARE INSANE

AND ELLIE'S OUT

😂👏

You KNOW this was done as revenge for Tom and Jake

KARMA IS A BITCH, ELLIE!!!!!!

Miriam used the slay pass! SHE ACTUALLY USED IT. I HAVE HER SLAY PASS AND SHE USED IT.

😂👏

THAT WAS SO GOOD

"What the hell was that?! After everything that has happened in this game, I lose a chance of fixing my life because of THAT?!"

I want to feel bad for Ellie, but I just DON'T.

OH MY GOD...

*struggling to calm down*

And the Winner Is...

COME ON MIRIAM

"NO NO NO! I WILL NOT LOSE HERE!! NOT AFTER EVERYTHING!!! MOVE YOU STUPID-"

OH GEEZ

UM....

IS SHE ALIVE?!

I don't necessarily care about Fiore's well being, I just don't want Tom to go to jail for child murder.

DON'T TELL ME THIS BLOW GETS HER TO PASS MIRIAM AND WIN

IS THIS A VILLAIN WIN?!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-

OH THANK GOD.

...

I MEAN, IT'S BAD THAT SHE CRASHED IN FIRE, BUT THANK GOD SHE DIDN'T CROSS THE FINISH LINE...

God, I'm gonna have the police at my door now.

MIRIAM WON!!🎉

Deserved, honestly. That's a winner I can get behind.

The Hosts Get Arrested

*sirens*

Oh no XD

"TOM, YOU ARE UNDER ARREST FOR ATTEMPTED CHILD MURDER"

"Vladimir Jensen, Trevor Mcgregor, and Derek Johnson. You are al under arrest for wildlife damage, destruction of protected property, and illegal deforestation."

OH.

OH I FORGOT ABOUT THAT.

THE COPS ARE DOING THEIR JOB.

"Well they really took their time, didn't they?"

I bet Tom is the kind of guy to say "COPS SUCK. OMG THEY'RE SO IMPOSSIBLE."

OH SHIT-

OH SHIT HE'S GOT A GUN

WELL THIS ESCALATED QUICKLY

"This is for killing the animals!"

😨

GABBY YOU CAN'T JUST DO THAT-

😂

YES QUEEN!!! SLAY!!!!!!

NOOOO COME ON!!!!

COME ON DON'T PULL A HEATHER TO MIRIAM!

OH TOM'S GOING AFTER THEM HE'S GOT A HOOK IDK WHERE HE GOT THAT FROM THINGS ARE HAPPENING SO FAST RIGHT NOW-

OH GOD HE'S FIGHTING

I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING ANYMORE

TOM DON'T DIE

OH NO

WAIT DID THEY DIE?!?!?!?!

OH MY GOD...

PLEASE DON'T TELL ME TOM DIED.

*cuts to black*

OH MY GOD...

What just happened?!?!

DID TOM DIE?!?!?!

New Host Reveal

Who are you???

"What happened to Jensen?"

"No one knows. They never found a body."

So he's not dead???

"How'd they let you run another season after this?"

Oh wait cause the old hosts got arrested, this is the new host. GOTCHA.

"What selection?"

"For the next season, duh."

Bring on the Season 2 cast.

"We need to decide the participants for All Stars."

Wait what? What about Season 2?

Does this take place AFTER Season 2??? Huh??? I am confusion.

#disventure camp #total drama #reaction #reactions #disventure camp miriam #disventure camp fiore #disventure camp ellie #disventure camp alec #disventure camp jake #disventure camp tom #disventure camp grett #disventure camp gabby #disventure camp trevor #disventure camp derek

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bwobgames · 2 years ago

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Previous First

The man makes a phone call

"Vivi! Turn on your location. I am coming over!"

"Wh- dont say it like that! No, we didn't do anything, just chatted"

"I wouldn't say disappointed. I mean, it's too early"

"That is an old nickname, and it does not reflect the man I am today"

"Lovingly: shut up, I am going there with him, so be nice"

"Yes, yes, bye!"

"... nickname?"

"Due to my poor decisions in previous years of my life that I do not plan on repeating, I was known as 'Goatman' for being 'Hornier than someone with horns'

I am now regretting giving her this information"

Oliver tries very hard not to laugh

"Ok, I know where she is. Let's go"

They get to a corridor

"Well well well, if it isn't Ángel and a little buddy, what bussiness could you two have with a lady like me?"

"So his name is Ángel"

"Job bussiness sadly"

"Man, and here I thought we would have a new person for our dnd campaign"

"That could be arranged"

"Before we start being boring, have any of you seen a photobook anywhere?"

"I wanted to take pictures of the storm, but without a photobook, they will get all crumpled in my pockets! I have been obligated to use my phone's camera like a measly instagram influencer, Do you see what that does to a vibrant soul like me? The pain? The shame??"

"I'm sorry, I'm sure we'll find it eventually"

"A lost photobook, that's another mystery.

Logically, I know it's probably just a misplaced item, but

Something feels bad about it

Dangerous

What if it was stolen?

By someone with bad intentions?

What if something bad happened?

What if something bad will happen?

What if it's happening right now?

Is there someone behind me?"

"No. Of course there isn't. I must be on edge from what Ángel told me. Ugh, this is not the time for new phobias to be created"

"Time to get into business"

"Excuse me, We were actually here to ask you about Eugene Coli's speedrunning incident. Do you happen to know about it? Why would he do that?"

"Yeaaahhhh no, I only know what happened afterward, I mean, I wanted to know! But the guy didn't want to give any interviews!

And then the guy went to jail for like, a week, only to disappear from public eye until this party, so he's probably here somewhere. If i find out, I'll tell you!"

"But you are then one who found out first, can you tell us about that?"

"It was an anonymous link sent to the place i work at. It led to a speedrunning website with the mans run in a video"

"Did you watch the video?"

"Yeah! It was taken off the site days later, but i managed to download it! It was like a tour to the man's factory. You could see him talking to whoever was recording. Although the sound was replaced with some techno music for some reason.

The video even had accidents! Like, blood and burns! I have no clue how the moderators accepted it, I'm blaming money"

"It was listed as a satisfactory gameplay ironically enough."

"Did you know that the guy used to be a speedrunner? He used the same account to upload this one"

"I don't have any knowledge on psychology, but maybe this guy is just obsessed with speedrunning"

"Well, this does tell us some things. Thank you for your help"

"Also, we must warn you, we think this event might be some kind of disguise for crimes that could hurt us"

"That blows"

"You don't seem very worried"

"I've reported dangerous situations live. This isn't my first rodeo, mister"

"Yeah, but this is more serious. You might be killed here"

"Well, if it's my time, then it's my time"

"Don't say that. You're sending yourself to an early grave if you're this careless all the time"

"Me? Aren't you the guy who can't be two days without injecting cancer gas directly into their lungs?"

"That's not the same"

"How is it not the same? Is that and your crazy stunts of dubious legality not also sending you to an early grave?"

"I quit that! And I can quit smoking anytime! I just don't have the need to"

"Right, right, of course, I'm just being careless unlike you, mature and responsible man"

"Is, is this a fight? A friendly fight? Should I intervene, or is it more like a sibling fight where this is a normal thing that happens. Can we leave?"

"Listen, I get it, I was stupid and unsafe, and I probably should've died thrice by now, but I don't want that life anymore!"

"I want to be safe now. I dont want any of us to be in danger"

"I don't want us to die"

"... It's going to happen eventually, you know this"

"I don't want it"

"Yeah, alright, I'm getting involved"

"...It is normal to fear death. It's unknown and out of our control, but only with death, we have life, yeah?

So let's not waste it by bickering, and let's keep going"

"I've never been good at pep talks, but if we really are in danger, then there's no time for existentialism"

"... Right, keep your location on Vivi"

"Maybe I will. Maybe I won't"

"... I'm sorry for calling you careless"

"...Ugh, Fine, I'll keep it on, stop looking at me with that mopey wet cat face and leave already"

"Well, we didn't find motive, but we have some information.

Do you know anyone else who might have something on the speedrunning stunt?"

"... Someone comes to mind"

"Alright, we'll go now, bye Vivi!"

"Yeah, yeah, run along, bunny boy"

"Did she just ...assign me a fursona???"

"She does that"

#wrong answer. you get friends fight to pay for your sins #beebo really said I feel like something bad is going to happen to me. I feel like something bad has happened.#It hasnt reached me yet but its on its way #<- from lake mungo #detective beebo

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blossom-works · 1 year ago

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Hello friends! This is not going to be my usual story post. In fact, this may be a goodbye. I have made the decision to stop writing and uploading fanfics. I don't have writer's block or lost inspiration, but I'm putting my faith first. I am relatively new in my faith and have been struggling to commit to God due to my fleshly desires (writing fanfics). While fan fiction itself is not bad or evil (up until it is anti-Christian in my opinion), it is prohibiting me from putting God first.

Some of you may not understand where I am coming from and may think something like "That's a stupid reason. It's just fanfiction, what's so wrong with it?" I understand this but I need to put God above all. Currently, writing on this platform sits on the throne of my heart and not God. I won't lie, seeing my notifications on this platform feeds into my want for attention and validation. It fuels my ego but what I need is to put our Heavenly Father first and foremost. I thought that I could negotiate with the Lord but that is not how it works. I must give my all to God.

I truly appreciate all of you who have read my stories and interacted with me on Tumblr. I am thankful that you have given me the encouragement to keep writing and pitching me story ideas. I will not say that I love you, but you made me happy and I hope that I did the same.

Some of you still may not understand my decision, but I've made my choice. I am laying this down so I can be closer to the god who created me and loves me. I don't know when or if I will ever come back on Tumblr. It is up to what God has planned for me.

To give you some context about my faith, this is my conviction: I once rejected God, and over time (years really), did I say "yes" to God. I was not baptized and to the time of writing this, I am still not baptized. My "yes" to Jesus was on one Christmas Eve and I took a candle my church provided. That was my declaration that I would follow Jesus. Since then, I have basically been in an on-and-off relationship with God, me more so than God. I gave into my fleshly desires and I did not fully surrender myself to my Heavenly Father.

I have been having an argument with God about me writing fan fiction. I knew He wanted me to give it up but I did not want to. At least until now. This is a hard decision for me but I must submit to Him if I am to have salvation and eternal life. Jesus did the 99 yards so that I may do that one. Before I give my final goodbye, I want to pray:

Heavenly Father, here I am. Lord, I lay this down for you so that I may take up my cross as Christ has told me to. As I take up my cross, I would like to pray to those who are reading this. God, I pray that those who do not know you may one day come to know you. I pray that those who rejected you like I once did, may repent. Bless the Holy Spirit that lies within them. I don't know their faces or names but you do God for you are the all-knowing God. Will you bring them peace in the midst of their storms and will they lift their burdens up to you, Lord?

May they lay down their stumbling blocks and may they take up their cross as Jesus, your son and our Lord, has instructed us to do. For those with hardened hearts, will you slowly soften them so that you may sit on the throne of their hearts? I pray that through my conviction may it help ignite the Holy Spirit in them. I pray those reading this prayer repent for their sins and may you forgive them.

God, our Father in Heaven and our creator, you are great. You sent your son, our Lord Jesus Christ, down on this earth to take us away from death. It is thanks to Christ's broken body and blood that we are saved from sin. You watched as your son won the battle with His death in heartache all so that we may be closer to you. Lord God, you are the only God worthy of our praise and hearts. You are a God that can move mountains and calm the ugliest of storms. There is no one greater or more powerful than you, God.

So Lord our God, will this prayer be able to reach the hearts of the unbelievers and those who are struggling in their faith. Will this prayer give them the courage they need to take the first step in their faith journey? May they know that they have never been alone and that all they need to do is to turn around and take your hand. Blessed are those who praise and worship you. Bless those who are unbelievers. Bless your holy name and your holy kingdom.

And Lord, for those who are scared of disappointing you, may they know that you know that they will always fall short. May they know that they don't have to be perfect throughout their faith walk and that there will be times when they give into temptation. May they know that you will never give them a challenge that they cannot win, but may they know that they can only win when they are with you. May they know that Jesus, the spotless lamb, was crucified on the cross so that we do not have to be perfect. May you turn their fear into faith.

I pray all of this in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen.

And with this, this is my goodbye.

#my conviction #thank you for everything #may God sit on the throne of my heart

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mamamittens · 1 year ago

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Update!

Well, this week has been fuck all for production hasn't it lol? Literally passed out for about 16 hours yesterday and am tempted to do it again.

Sorry about that, by the way, it's been an exhausting and stressful week at work prepping for inventory (which was today) basically by myself and with two major storms having blown into my area (one just winding down for me with currently over 80,000 power outages and winds reaching up to 90 miles an hour, yikes) that had tornado threats so I had to watch like a hawk in case we needed to take shelter quickly.

Okay, I say need but it's mostly for my anxiety but I still spent most of this afternoon sick and nauseous from either the steak I had for dinner or stress. Probably both idk, my body is a bit weird sometimes.

Folks that have been around while may know that I don't tend to write anything if there's severe weather in my area, so anyone new can now know that too lol

Plans for the future? Well, I want to knock out those requests and address the asks that have been gathering dust in my inbox (whoops). I'm still deciding if I want to introduce Koala (and start waving that Fisher death flag lol) or keep walking through those big milestones--ah I still need to introduce the toxin thing whoops--maybe saving a few for emotional flashbacks? It is about a 2 year jump so there's quite a lot that could happen in that timespan.

It's a little hard to say cause idk how interested y'all are in the other, less exciting baby firsts compared to walking and talking. And while I enjoy writing in these little moments and mostly get my serotonin thataway from fic ideas to keep me going and interested, I don't intend to bore you all.

Oh! I will start cross posting on AO3 soon just to avoid the tedious process of uploading the entire thing(when I finish) chapter by chapter cause that shit sucked ngl so look forward to that I suppose~

Bear in mind that I have about 3 hours of free time on weekdays so some things genuinely take me a while if I want to do other things like catch up on fics or YouTube... Or Tears of the Kingdom lmao

Hopefully, I'll see y'all soon with more content!

And sorry for the delay, this hasn't been my intention but when is it ever?

#a lone melody #mittens update #got a headache and idk if its cause of the destressing amount of coworkers who cant count for shit #so today has been... fun #sure lets go with that

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wooyoungwitchcakle · 10 months ago

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The Big League

You’re Y/N L/N. Aka Big Sug, the front person of your 5 person group. You guys shot to stardom by uploading some of your original self produced songs on YouTube, which then caught the eye of a major big named artist. But as of right now, instead of laying tracks and recording for your 6th album, you are doing a live on TikTok conversing with fans/ doing your makeup.

“So user @mymonkeyballs is asking if any of the members are single. OOO yes! If you know any nice ladies that love a sassy man send them our way thanks!” Then your brother/ manger Xiuan L/N storms in and takes your phone, “Alright Sug your live is over.” You put down your eyebrow pencil and pout. “But Xi I wasn’t even done!” He gives you the side eye and locks your phone. Knowing Xi, he was waiting for the opportunity to bust in and ruin it anyway.

“Did you even read half the comments people were saying on there? They keep asking if you’re a boy or a girl.” He says while messing with your wigs in your walk in closet. “I as starting to get mad so be glad I ended it instead of cussing people out.” You huff, lean back in your desk chair and cross your arms over your chest. “They only say that cause I’m flat chested. If you and artist would let me take time off to get a BBL, the questions would stop.” Xi *tsks* and tries on your 70 inch red wig. “Xi are you even listening?” “I was.” You turn to the door and see one half of the twin duo, Dae-hyun, standing up against the frame. “How.. how.. You know what? Forget it. As a matter of fact, take Mr. Minaj with you!” Xi then turns around, now wearing sunglasses and a pair of your highest heels. “I was aiming for Cardi B!” “I don’t care! OUT!” Dae-hyun takes your wig off of Xi and leads him out by his collar.

Later on that night, you have a meeting with your producer, who has a big announcement. “Hey Hey!” He says watching you all file in. As a 5 person group, it can be hard getting along and making sure the personalities mesh well and so everybody’s talents can shine. But since all of you basically grew up together, you know how to mix and mesh, and also able to step back so other members can shine. “So what’s the news? I’m missing my shows for this,” the other half of the twin duo, Dae-seong, whined. “I had 3 new episodes coming on tonight!” Your producer pats him on that back and apologizes for interrupting his shows. “So you know how you guys wanted to collab with someone who’s pretty popular in South Korea? We got a very hot group called ATEEZ to put out a mini album with you guys.” Dae-hyun actually starts screaming and jumping as soon as he hears ATEEZ. “YES! MY PRAYERS WERE ANSWERED!” You and Xi turn and look at him. “Why are you so excited?” Dae-hyun, who has had a small smile the whole time, starts smirking.”I get a free trip to my homeland on the company's dime. And I get to see the guy who I’ve been carrying in League for the past 4 years.” Ah, now you get it. He’s killing several birds with one stone. Right as Xi was about to get on Dae-hyun for being selfish, your producer cuts him off. “Oh! I called you guys in here so we can meet on video before a face to face meeting. You know, intros and all that.” Xi then nods and puts his manager hat on. “Alright everyone listen up! This could potentially lead to our first #1 hit in South Korea. So please make a good impression and be on your best behavior. Now line up so I can check everyone out.”

Pretty soon you, Xi, Dae-seong, Dae-hyun, Blayze (the last and quietest member), and your producer were sitting in front of a big TV. You and Dae-hyun turned to each other, straightening hair and clothing so you don’t look too disheveled. “How’s my skin?” You ask, moving your hair out of your face and behind your ear. “Glowing, sparking, beautiful and gorgeous! Your caramel skin is cramelling.” You frown at that. “Don't ever say that again.” “Noted. So how do I look?” You look at him for a second, then fix his front bangs and his eyebrows. “Ethereal. Wonderful. Beautiful. I’m loving the tan you got when you went to California.” He grins and then moves back to his seat. “I know I just wanted to hear it again.” Xi’s quiet murmuring to himself is stopped when you see a video call coming through. He mentions for everyone to stand up as the call is connecting. As soon as it does you see 8 Korean men, with various eye popping hair colors come on the screen “8 makes 1 team! Hello, we are ATEEZ!” They say after bowing. At the count of three, you and the other four members bow and then take turns introducing yourself. “Hello I’m the manager, guitarist and leader Xiuan L/N. I’m looking forward to working with you.”

“Hello! I’m the bassist and best looking member Dae-hyun Lee! Just call me DK!” He throws a peace sign, but the can hear him yelp off camera. Dae-seong sighs.

“Hello, I’m the other guitarist and the other half to Dae-hyun, Dae-seong Lee. Just call me DT.” He bows then goes to check on his brother.

“Good evening. I’m the drummer and the quiet one. My name is Blayze Matthews.” He also bows then stiffly walks off. “Is that everybody? We were told there were 5 of you.” You slowly walk up and face the camera. “Hello. I’m the front person of the group,” You look directly to the camera with an unwavering stare. “Just call me Big Sug.”

#ateexblack reader ateezxreader

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cullen-collective · 2 years ago

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every once in a while I'm reminded of this and upload a bunch. should I move it to ao3??

Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me.

I walked into biology after lunch, and there, sitting still as stone, clearly not even breathing, was Dick-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named. He looked at me, standing at the front of the classroom, desperately searching for any other open seat, and I saw it. Disgust. He looked disgusted by me.

I recoiled from the look, rethinking my decision to stay and make his life hell. As Fall Out Boy taught me, "you try too hard to not look quite as desperate." And Linkin Park taught me that "these wounds, they will not heal." I mean, the guy clearly thought I was insane. Probably convinced himself I moved here for him. Pining, like the lovesick asshole I've been the last few months.

Old habits die hard.

But I would kill them myself.

I stalked over to him, the only empty seat in the room, pulled my chair all the way to the edge of the table furthest from him, and plopped down.

"So," I said. "How long have you known I'm from here?"

He said nothing, hiding his mouth with one stunningly pale hand.

"I mean, clearly, you have eyes and ears and you know who Chief Swan is."

Still nothing, but his eyes cut to me with a glare.

I rolled my eyes. "Wow, Eddie," I emphasized the nickname he hated, "you must be, like, so totally obsessed with me."

That was the thing. He had to have known. It's why he didn't want me to come. I knew a lot about Edward as a person, but I knew nothing about where he lived, his school, his last name, even. But he knew mine. He knew it all. I had been so blind, so stupid. I'd talked about Forks with him, mentioning the name because I thought it was safe to mention a little nowhere town that he certainly had never even been to.

But he had. He fucking lived here.

"I bet you knew, even when we first met," I postulated, bringing out my textbook and a notepad. "I bet you were stalking me like the clearly unhinged-"

I didn't get to finish.

He stormed out, faster than should be possible, not acknowledging the teacher who called after him.

"Mr. Cullen! Where are you going?!"

Nothing. He was long gone.

Cullen, huh. Irish. Well tell that dick he just made my list of things to do today.

I smiled to myself, ignoring the sting of his rejection. He left, unable to even be in my presence for five minutes. That hurt, sure. But it also felt good.

And later, when I saw him in the office, trying to switch out of our Bio class, I ignored that hurt too. I smiled instead as he turned and saw me, his grimace plain as day. The secretary had turned him down.

"Better luck next time. Try not to bring down my GPA." I handed the red-haired school secretary, Mrs. Cope, my signed schedule, indicating I'd found all my classes. "And maybe avert your eyes. You were staring pretty hard. Wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."

I spent some time in the library afterward, relishing in the look of shock and dismay on his face when I'd left. I snagged a copy of all of the required reading, and when I ran into Angela, I asked for her to be my study buddy for a while.

I could practically feel her desire to say something.

"Yes, Angela?"

She flushed. "It's just. You were talking to them."

"Who?" I asked, feigning innocence.

"The Cullens."

I sighed. I'd seen this coming when I'd made my way back. The entire table had been bug-eyed. Luckily the bell had rung and I got to traipse off to the worst Bio class ever.

"We have..." I struggled for a way to word it. "History."

Angela sputtered. "But they don't talk to anyone!"

"Yeah, well, technically the only one I talked to won't talk to me, so you're still right."

Angela frowned. "Huh?"

I laughed. God, it felt good. "That sentence was confusing. The ginger," I clarified. "I used to talk to him on a chat forum. We, uh, had a falling out. I wasn't expecting to see him."

It was the most I'd spoken to someone in months. It was nice, sitting with Angela, who clearly liked the gossip, but didn't seem like she was bursting to blab.

He'd really fucked me up, if sitting in the library talking about a boy I couldn't stand was the highlight of my day. I needed to get out more.

"That's sad." Angela patted my hand. "I'm sorry you'll have to be around him."

"Nah," I grinned. "He'll apply to be homeschooled within the month."

Angela laughed. She was nice. She was safe. I couldn't tell her everything, because I couldn't tell anyone everything, not after what he did, but we could be friends. We could have things in common.

"Are there places around here to see live music?" I asked.

Angela nodded. "There's a bar in Port Angeles. They'll let you in for concerts, you just have to have a hand stamp."

"Anyone good play?"

"Well," she shrugged, "mostly locals. But this guy Ben, in our class, he has a band."

"Really?" I asked. "What do they play?"

"Covers, mostly. Alt rock."

"Hmm." I mumbled.

"You don't happen to play any instruments, do you? I heard Ben complaining that since their bassist left for college, they never get to play."

My head perked up from my book. "I play bass." Of course I did. I'd been obsessed with Pete Wentz before...

Well, before.

"You should hit him up on AIM," Angela said enthusiastically, writing down what I could only assume was his username. "Tell him, uh," she flushed again, "tell him I sent you."

"Yeah," I smiled. "Maybe."

She packed up her things. "I gotta go, my dad freaks if I'm late for dinner." She swung her backpack over one shoulder. "See you tomorrow?"

"Yeah."

I got into my truck. I glanced down at the radio. And for the first time in months, I let music fill the space I occupied.

do it. write it. do it

Say. Less.

There’s never anyone actually interesting in these chats.

There’s me, who actually wants to discuss music, the way it feels, the lyrics’ poetic meanings, the way the drums crash like they’re my own heartbeat. And then there’s guys who might want to discuss that, but are probably here for the other occupants of the forum: girls obsessed with band members. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have anything against them, and I fully understand geeking out over Pete Wentz (although I’ve always been more of a Stump girl) or Gerard Way or even Chester Bennington. I just keep having to switch to new forums when it’s clear that no one else wants to talk about the music, but instead have guys who claim to look like Adam Lazarra scam the email addresses and photos off those girls.

Which brings me here, to another new forum chat, scrolling through older posts about who drums harder: Travis Barker or Mike Kinsella, as the chat scrolls by on the right side of the screen. I was mindlessly scrolling, mentally agreeing or disparaging the opinions of other posters, too scared to comment. This site was pretty neat, and the account I’d had to create to post comments and chat had spaces for a list of my favorites, which I’d happily included. It also had a little bio, which I’d filled in with my name and age, as well as one of my favorite lyrics.

I kept one eye on the chat as it went, keeping up with the current discussion of how best to cut your bangs. I typed up a quick note that the best way to cut your bangs was to see a local hairdresser so you didn’t end up with Buffy season three bangs instead of the side-sweep you wanted.

Emo-ward: But is it really, truly in the spirit of punk rock if you don’t cut them yourself?

HellsBells: I think to be a real punk, you’d probably need to like different bands. To be alt, you can visit a salon or resign yourself to botched hair.

Emo-ward: Seems like the majority is going to choose the second option.

HellsBells: Well, sometimes we must suffer for the cause.

Emo-Ward wants to send you a private message. Accept. Decline.

I was stunned. No one ever requested me. My cursor hovered over “Accept”, my finger twitching. My mother, as scattered as she was, had always warned me about being too open online. What if this was like, a forty-five year old man who preyed on kids in chat rooms? What if it was a serial killer? What if it was someone from school trying to humiliate me? What if it was a kid from school who wanted to humiliate me and also did a little serial killing on the side?

Okay, I was being ridiculous. I knew nothing about this person. Hell, I hadn’t even looked at their profile. So I right-clicked the name in the chat and opened another window to his profile. Like mine, the profile had no picture, and instead had a graphic. It was Gerard Way but his hair had been edited to be bright green. I snorted, remembering my own, which was Britney Spears edited with a scene girl haircut that this chick in my Western Civ class had emailed to me as a joke after seeing the Ataris CD in my portable player. The name listed was Edward, the age as 16, and he had a lyric on his profile too.

“Watching from the floor.”

I recognized it, small as it was. It was from “Dear Maria, Count Me In”. I was a little surprised. Great song choice.

It seemed he wasn’t too sketchy.

I went back to the original page, steeled my nerves and hit “Accept.”

Emo-ward: Do you really have time in your veins?

My tongue pressed to the inside of my cheek. If this really was a sixteen-year-old boy, I was in trouble. He had just referenced the lyric in my bio, (from “Understanding In A Car Crash”: “It starts and stops and starts and stops again.”) and made it a joke. I had to one-up him.

HellsBells: Yes. I am also a pen.

Emo-ward: Where are you from, girl with time in her veins who is somehow also a pen?

I smiled at my screen. I couldn’t help it. He was kind of funny.

HellsBells: Forgive me, sir, if I’m not very specific. I’m from the Southwest. You?

Emo-ward: Well, miss, I will follow suit. I’m from the Northwest.

There was something about the way he wrote that made me want to trust him. Maybe it was that we had similar chat styles. Although… My mother had always said I talked like I was sixty. What if he was sixty?! Edward is an old man's name.

HellsBells: You kind of talk like an old guy, you know that, right?

Emo-ward: That’s because I’m 104.

HellsBells: Wow. You use the internet pretty well for a senior citizen.

Emo-ward: They had us take a class. So, what’s your favorite album right now?

I smiled. Funny, and hopefully not an old guy.

HellsBells: Will you stop talking to me if I say Take This to Your Grave?

Emo-ward: Only if you stop talking to me for saying mine is Meteora.

HellsBells: Only if you tell me your favorite song off the album is Numb. That’s where I draw the line.

Emo-ward: While that song isn’t my favorite, it’s pretty good. Anyway, the actual favorite is Somewhere I Belong.

I thought about that for a minute. I liked that song, but I hadn’t listened to it a lot. I’d have to give it another go. I had Meteora around here somewhere. I found the album in my bookshelf, put it in my portable player, and put the headphones on. I skipped to the right track, and let it play while I answered.

HellsBells: Not that you asked, but mine is Patron Saint of Liars and Fakes.

Emo-ward: Aggressive. I like it.

I burst out laughing. Out loud. In my house. On a school night. At eleven.

“Bella?” my mom called from across the hall. “Are you on the computer?”

Shit. “Uh… no?”

I heard Mom start giggling. “Go to bed, kid!”

“Okay!” I grimaced at the screen. No way I was ever going to hear from this guy again. But… I had to try, right? He was funny, and he had great taste in music.

HellsBells: Well, grandpa, if you can get the orderlies at the nursing home to let you use the computer on Friday, I’ll be here. Until then, I’m not an adult and have to deal with things like school nights.

Emo-ward: I’m sorry about that. I never sleep, so my school nights are exactly like regular nights. I’ll be here.

I shook my head at that, holding in a giant smile. You know what, fuck it, I let the smile loose. It wasn’t like he could see me. And I let “Somewhere I Belong” play on repeat until I fell asleep.

#twilight #the twilight saga #edward cullen #bella swan #fic #my writing #OOP

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takalzuoom · 3 years ago

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I know I just sent one in, but I couldn’t help but send another, but you don’t have to write it if you don’t want to. How about Viktor and Silco and Jinx with a very short s/o who’s insecure about their height?? And hates to be made to feel small? Thanks for your time 😊

OMG IM SORRY THIS IS SO LATE 😭

I WENT TO UPLOAD IT BUT REALIZED I DID THE REQUEST WRONG- I'M SO SORRY 😭😭

Okay okay okay- part 2

Hey! Thank you for waiting for requesting! And I’m so sorry for the wait as well!

Originally in my post, I said I write only for Viktor, but since I’m not doing your other ask ( i have no idea how to write it, I’m so sorry😭) So I’ll also include Slico this time!

im so sorry if this sucks i’m literally writing this at 3 am💀

highkey don’t like how this came out 😐

𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫

HE’S A LITTLE SHIT OH MY GOD

NO CAUSE PEOPLE THINK HE’S SOME SOFT BOY WHEN HE’D LITERALLY LAUGH AS YOU REALIZE HE PLACED SOMETHING ABOVE YOUR REACH

“Viktor..”

“Yes my love”

“Did you do this?” You pointed to your lost object, that sat upon a shelf- all other objects pushed aside as a golden beacon shone through and on it.

Will use his cane to keep things away from you- he’s not helpless after all

But he pretends to be🙀

“Y/n, my leg is hurting, can you get me my blueprints?”

“… no. “

“But darling-“ 😿

“I know you're leg ain’t hurting because you went on a coffee trip five. minutes. ago!” You glare at him

“… carrying coffee is well- lots of work for someone like me”

GUILT TRIPS YOU 🤥

OKAY OKAY- I have no idea how tall he is, as there's no official measurement of his height. But lots of people say 5’10 so I agree. Almost 6’0 king 😻

But due to his cane, he’s slouched over a bit so it saves you some grief. But when he really wants to piss you off he’ll stand at full height.

Sees you reaching for something, goes to grab it but at the last minute, he grabs the item next to it.

“Oh I’m sorry, did you need something?”

🧍🏻

You like to compare him to a tree. He calls you his little mushroom. Very cute. Very domestic, he thinks. Sometimes ignoring your glowering face and sometimes telling you ‘he was just joking and didn't mean it’

When you're both at work, you both dance around each other so easily? You usually deal with the bottom stuff while he does the higher things, and when one of you has to grab something the other moves precisely, mindlessly at that that Jayce would just wonder if you two were somehow telepathic

though sometimes you’ll try to reach the higher parts, proving him that you’re not useless and that you can do it yourself

You don't even notice it until Jayce comments about it, which you immediately give him a face of disgust as you detach yourself from the situation immediately

As I’m writing this part I’m thinking of the scene in monster university, the one with mike and sully in their dorm room after they become friends

I do see you getting pissed off enough to tell him off, having a one-sided argument as you storm away from

He tones down on the teasing once you tell him you hate it.

And now that Viktor knows about your distaste for the height difference. So he refrains from giving you back hugs at full height, opting to instead pull you by his cane and hug your waist whilst sitting down

Though you take notice of his longing looks, over time pricing 4 and 4 together as you feel slightly guilty- yet thankful for giving you space

But on a practically hard day, you decide, just this once, you’ll indulge him. Dragging him up by his hands, pulling him up. You hug him first, as his arms slowly wrap around yours.

He feels the soft smile in his skin, as he sighs, feeling the day catch up on him as he relaxes into your hold. His hand in your hair, keeping you in place as he relishes your company

𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐨

I see him as someone who’d purposely put things on the highest shelf just to see you jump for it 😭

Like it makes his day- a deal went bad? Suddenly an object you’ve been looking for is on the top shelf in his office-

Won't help you- even if you give him glances- pride too much to outright ask him for help, he’ll just ask if you need something.

MOFO SNICKERS WHEN YOU JUMP PLEASE

“Slico… I’m going to kill you the most painful way i can think of”

“Darling you make me blush’

Uses you as an armrest 😭 though you have to constantly smack him off as you tell him to go fuck himself

He laughs, doing it again just to get a reaction out of you

He’s not the tallest nor the shortest standing at 5’9 but he’s taller than you so that’s all that matters 😎

If you tell him about your distaste about all the nagging and teasing- he’ll only tease you some more, egg you on as he gets some joy out of your frustrated look

Though when you start flinching away from him, ignoring him he’ll start to consider it

Well, more like he's forced to as:

1. He's gonna need more men

2. You don't like how Jinx is looking at you 😟

So like what he does best, he makes a deal with you- stops teasing you… a bit, but, only if you sit in his lap… when people are there 🧍 especially Finn

Just saying It’s easy for you to fit in his lap so pest to be there when he either wants your company and has too much paperwork- or wants to pull a power move on the annoying bugger

Doesn’t appreciate your grumbles and fidgeting self. The way you were trying to get out of his lap was annoying him as he didn't like Finn’s snickers

For that, he’ll tease you extra hard, which results in an argument. Which resorts in explosions and mass destruction caused by jinx cause seeing you two fight is… stressful 😺

He will have you on his lap, though sometimes listening to your annoying complaints, rolling his eyes as you stormed away

Though sometimes you’d humor him when he asks for injections. Slico musing that the only good place to do it ‘properly’ is in his lap

“Stop smirking, you're pissing me off”

You can only do this when Jinx is away- cause if she walks into you stealing her job, she’ll lose her shit 😻

HE TRAPS YOU AGAINST WALLS- THERE- I SAID IT

Doesn’t care if you flick him or curse him out, he’ll eat it up, making some shameless comment about the whole situation.

Please go into his office, draped in covers as he’s burning the midnight oil. Ask him in sleep riddled voice to ‘join you in bed for some cuddles’ and (if you’ve been a thing long enough) he’ll melt and either cave in, or tell you to sit (on his lap)

He knows that you only pull that card once in a blue moon, so he’ll either finish up that last of his paperwork or stop what he's doing and save it for tomorrow

#takalzuoom #kai…🌊#anime x reader #arcane #arcane x reader #arcane viktor #arcane slico #slico x reader #viktor x reader #arcane slico x reader #arcane viktor x reader

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acewithapaintbrush · 2 years ago

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I made a little 'Making of/Tutorial' post about my Perler Casita for anyone interested. It was certainly a ride with some ups and downs...

First of, I section big projects into smaller parts that I then add together later. It's easier that way and I don't have enough plates to do it all at once anyway.

Casita is made out of 4 individual parts. The app I use is pretty great as I can zoom in until I see the colors clearly. The closest I can zoom is to a 5x5 cutout so that is the steps I take. Always a cutout of 5x5 and then the next and so on.

The four parts are 100x80 beads. Which looked something like this:

You might have noticed something if you are familiar with perler beads. If I were to iron it like this, the image would be mirrored. If I wanted to iron it on the plates I would have had to mirror the image before feeding it into the app.

But I NEVER EVER iron on the plates. That's a recipe for disaster. The plates are still plastic, just like the beads. They warp super quickly and if you are not careful you meld the spikes too which makes them useless and ready for the trash.

What I do instead is I take some painters tape and tape it all up like this

And then I do a little flip! That can be tricky but as long as you are quick and pay attention it's OK. But you definitely need a big cardboard to help. The tape is just painters tape, it's not strong enough to hold the whole thing together if you just try to lift it or something.

I actually made a video of the flip but Tumblr won't let me upload. Just imagine me putting this between two cardboards, pressing them together between my arms, counting to three, and really quickly flipping them over. Once that is done you have this and can remove the plates

That's how you do all four parts and put them together. If you do it right, no problem. If you are an idiot like me and jump one row without realizing it, something like this happens:

Do you see that shit??? Oh I was cursing up a storm because this meant that I had to find the row that I have missed, cut the section APART at that point and insert the row. That's the problem with a picture like this, you couldn't really tell that I had missed something until I put them next to each other. With a portrait or something it's obvious when an eye or nose is missing. The cutting was super stressful cause the beads were wiggling loose on either side of the cut so no pictures of that but yeah... After sweating and cursing I managed and now you can't tell anymore. Puh.

So at the end of this you hopefully have something like this, ready for ironing:

The ironing is the hardest part, so much can (AND DID!) go wrong, so no pictures of that either. You have to iron the whole thing in one go or it will warp and not fit together in the end. I don't know how to describe it, but just imagine ironing on one side and seeing some beads go up into the air at the opposite corner. When you see that you have to act quick. It's nervewrecking to be honest. ALSO, and I can't stress that enough, never apply pressure! It is tempting, oh so tempting, to push down on that iron and get the beads to meld a little faster but guess what? You push down too hard and the beads deform on the side that you actually want to display to the world and it's never pretty. A little pressure is fine, but it's a fine line! Slow and steady wins the race which is why ironing this thing took me far over two hours.

Yep, I was crying at the end of it, thanks for asking.

Gotta remind you, everything I'm telling you applies mainly to big pieces. Smaller stuff is way easier. Don't wanna make perler beads out to be some kind of extreme hobby where you'll die of an heartattack if you are not careful.

But yeah, mistakes have been made. This one is kinda cute, cause I have no idea how and when this happened:

Oh well. You do you, little bead. You do you.

When you are done ironing you flip it again (lots of flipping involved, so make sure you have a big cardboard to help) and then you sloooooooooooowly peel off the miles and miles of painters tape and hope it all worked out and you don't have single beads sticking to the tape cause you missed them during the ironing part

And now.... Figure out what you actually want to do with such a big piece.

I for one put them on canvas. I use structure paste for that which can go either way tbh. Glue is just not strong enough because this many beads are actually quite heavy. You gotta take care not to apply it too thick though, cause then it will squeeze all the way right through the beads which is just... a mess.

So, there you have it. If you were careful and patient you'll have a really big perler bead artwork and you will ask yourself why you did this cause now you have no idea where to put the big thing cause all of your walls are full already (What? Just me? OK then)

Calling myself out here cause I'm all for transparency: if you zoom in on the left upper side you'll see what happens if you don't pay attention and put too much pressure on the iron

#Casita perler beads #Encanto #Disney Encanto #Encanto fanart #Encanto diy

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ao3-kintou · 2 years ago

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hi kintou!! I'm a fan of homesick for a mountain's song and I'm also a fanfic writer so I'm suuuper curious about the fanfic writer ask! so honestly I wanna ask you everything lol but I'll calm down. I'm curious about questions 1, 11, 12, 13, 17, 18, 21, 29, 30, and 3, 4, 31 about homesick. lol that's a lot so feel free to answer as little or as much as you want!! I love your work, thanks for sharing <3

Hello! Thank you for sending me your asks and thank you for reading and enjoying my fics! This will be fun ((:

1. What’s your favorite character(s) to write for?

Sasuke Uchiha, still and maybe for forever. It's starting to become a close call with Lan Zhan/Wangji from mdzs though. I love their silence and their conflicted feelings. Writing them is like soothing a quiet pain.

11. How would you describe your style? (Character/emotion/action-driven, etc)

I would say... not plot driven. Slow. So much happens because nothing happens (or we realise so much has happened, because nothing happens). It's like quiet mornings for talking. Like making space, like a calm after a storm?

Also, somehow, uncontroled and messy (which i do not see as a bad thing per se, but bless @kemperrose for beta reading).

12. Who is your favorite author?

It's Ali Smith! Her style is uncontroled, witty, engaged and completely unique. Don't ask me what her books are about, I won't know, but oh i love them so much. Also! I love Louise Gluck so much rn, especially her book Averno (I posted some Averno fragments earlier). Then for fanfic writers I mainly love @kinomiakai (:

13. When did you start writing fanfic?

I started writing Naruto fanfiction when I was 13, which is 11 years ago! I started by writing/posting Shikamaru centric fics. I wrote snk for a while instead of Naruto though.

17. What fanfic tropes do you gravitate to writing for?

This won't come as a surprise but: domestic fluff or hurt/comfort. I used to write so so many dumb Coffee shop au's and Farmfics as well hahaha.

18. Do you prefer editing as you write, or waiting until it’s finished?

I can't edit while writing bc I will get stuck but when I want to continue writing (say, after writing 1k and falling asleep) I'll reread what I wrote the day before to get inspired and edit that part. I read all stories 1 more time before publishing them though.

21. Is there an idea you’ve always wanted to write, but haven’t yet?

Hmm.. not really? I have been thinking about writing a farmfic / small village fic that is more in a modern setting. I would love to write another multi chapter slow fic where they're just in nature. Maybe one where Sasuke rents Naruto's bnb cottage?

29. What part of the writing process do you enjoy the most? (Brainstorming, outlining, writing, editing, etc)

Honestly, I brainstorm and outline very little. Literally answering something like question 21 is as much as I have before i sit down to write. So, the sitting down and doing the actual writing. I'm a very "go hard"/blunt writer. I sit down without having any idea what will come, and I write a lot of my fics in one sitting, starting at breakfast and forgetting to sleep in the evening.

I also love going through @kemperrose 's edits bc she's so funny and I make so many stupid little dutch mistakes (we've been working together since Your name, and what that really means, so for exactly a year now)

30. Do you write down all your ideas? What makes you decide to write one versus the other?

Nope! If I want to write a fic I just think of something and get started. Most of the time I also upload it even if it sucks a bit.

3. Do you have a favorite scene you’ve written from Homesick for a mountain's song story/chapter?

Yes, I certainly do! My ultimate favourite scene is the ending scene of chapter 5, where they say sounds together. I think it's such a small scene (in it's energy) but the most powerful one.

I also love the scene where Kana hints that she thinks Naruto and Sasuke are in a relationship and that she accepts them/sasuke in chapter 3. When she says: ‘A lot of people become incapable of loving, because of what the world has done to them. It’s a blessing if you still can, even if it’s the last thing you get to keep.’ and ‘I just want you to know that we don’t mind. You and Naruto are always welcome with us. We’re not going to judge you, even if he starts living here permanently.’

4. Did you have any ideas that didn’t make the final cut of Homesick for a mountain's song?

Hmm.. not really? I changed Sakura a bit while editing. She was a bit more rude to Sasuke in my first versions, bc I wanted to add it to what made Naruto felt conflicted, but I made her more calm eventually. I think that Kishimoto did his female characters dirty, and I don't want that in my fics. I only gave her the normal amount of guarded.

I ended up not writing the party where they "marry". Though i thought about it, I wanted to keep the ending small. The altar for their parents made it to the sequel, but I could say the same for that.

31. What was the development process of Homesick for a mountain's song like?

Oh.. hmm.. so basically I wrote this story while I was at home with a burn-out, in my graduation year. I was the most broken version of myself when I started this story, and I honestly believed it saved me and me as a writer. I've always been good at enjoying small things and I've always been a calm person. Homesick gave me a place where I could show myself I still had that in me.

With that said... the proces was me getting up way too late, or way too early to watch the sun come up bc I couldn't sleep, and sitting down to write this. I had no plan. I just sat down and wrote. I think it was a distraction and it made me happy. I wanted to write 5 chapters at first, but since me and my readers got attached to the slow chapters it turned into 6 and then into 8.

I posted every chapter right after writing them, and the comments motivated me a lot, though i never expected to get so many. To write this fic, but also to try and write my final work. So... yeah... i think i lived with this story. I somehow ended up still graduating, and it was the same week when i uploaded chapter 8.

Replying to your other ask: know that we're together on that one! Ichiko Aoba makes me feel so nostalgic... or shall I say homesick haha, for nature, for this softness, for late converstations or quiet, for the small things in life. May you live softly! And of course you're always welcome to come find me.

Thank you so much for these questions and your kind words!

#fanfiction asks #sns asks #homesick for a mountain's song #kintou

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professorsnape394 · 3 years ago

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The Potions Master's Apprentice

Chapter Twenty: Dragons

A/N: This is the Twentieth part to my fanfiction ‘The Potions Master’s Apprentice (Severus Snape x OC)’. Chapters 1-20 can also be found already uploaded on Wattpad under the same name. Feel free to leave requests in my inbox for anything Snape related you want me to write. Leave a comment below or send me a message if you wish to be added to my tag list. Pairing: Severus Snape x OC (Dumbledore’s Granddaughter) Summary: A talented young witch is employed as an apprentice professor at Hogwarts, but who will she be working under? Severus Snape is not best pleased with his new responsibility of taking on an apprentice, however she is relentless to create a friendship between them. Will she be successful? Or might the friendship just go a little two far? With the eyes of her grandfather constantly watching over them, an attempt at a relationship might not be in the cards for Aria Dumbledore and Severus Snape. Word Count: 3697 Warnings: n/a Credits to Gif Creator

"Dragons!" Aria panted frantically, having just run through two thirds of the castle to get to Severus' office. "The first task is dragons!" Slamming the door shut firmly behind her, Aria stormed her way into the middle of the room, shaking off her heavy outdoor robes from her body. Automatically Severus rose from his chair to greet her, absent-mindedly taking the woman's robes from her hand to hang it on one of the many hooks behind his door. This was something that had become somewhat of a routine for the two, as Severus quickly tired of the woman draping the cloak over the back of her chair, dirtying the hem of it from trailing on the ground. To him, this was an easier solution than to listen to her constant nagging about giving the place a thorough dusting. "And how have you come to posses this knowledge?" Snape queried, returning to his seat, eyes once again fixated on today's issue of The Daily Prophet. Although others would have easily mistook his monotone and for boredom or disinterest, Aria couldn't help but note the hint of curiosity in his voice. "Fred and George told me." She replied, dropping herself haphazardly onto the hard wooden chair on the opposite side of the desk. "And how did the Weasley twins figure this out?" He continued to question, turning the page of his newspaper despite not taking in a word. "Their brother Charlie is the one supplying the dragons for the task. He's bringing them in from Romania apparently." Aria informed, fidgeting restlessly in an attempt to get comfortable.' Eventually giving up, she pulled her chair as close as she could to the desk, slamming her elbows down on the hard wood table top, providing a stable base for her to rest her head in her hands. "You know, my grandfather really infuriates me sometimes. He is supposed to be the one protecting these students from harm; yet he allows a bunch of 17 year olds to fight dragons, not to mention poor Harry who is only 14! Just how irresponsible can he be? I really don't think any of this is a wise idea, Severus." "The Tri-Wizard Tournament is a centuries old tradition, Albus has no more say than you and I regarding the tasks involved. I'm sure he is just as worried as we all are, especially for Potter. He would have done something to protect him if he could." "You know as well as I do, Severus, my grandfather is one of the most powerful Wizards of our time, he has as much influence as any to put an end to all this. Do not try and convince me he cannot do anything to right one tiny mistake, I simply do not buy it. He wants this to go ahead. For the 'greater good' whatever that means." She huffed, nostrils flaring in frustration. "No one will ever truly understand why Dumbledore does the things he does. We can only hope it benefits us all... in the end." Snape sighed solemnly. It was clear to Aria his mind had now drifted elsewhere. A dark place she assumed occupied his thoughts often. Reaching across the desk, Aria rested her warm clammy hand on top of the man's icy calloused fist. The pair's eyes met for a moment. A small reassuring smile crept onto Aria's face, squeezing Severus' hand slightly. A few deep breaths later, Snape broke eye contact, his eyes gaze fluttering back down to stare at the paper. Growing increasingly more uncomfortable with the intimate silence. "Tea?" The witch offered, changing to a lighter topic. "Coffee." Snape replied bluntly. With a wave of her wand a large mug of coffee appeared in front of her mentor, and a small teapot and cup in front of herself. The two sat in comfortable silence, enjoying their respective beverages for a while longer.

* The following afternoon was spent perfecting the finishing touches of the batch of Amortentia, ready to be collected by Skye that evening. In order to have a little more control over the situation Aria suggested her and Severus should spend the evening together and sit watch in preparation to aid the chosen victim. Aria set Severus the task of casting a small charm over the Slytherin common room, providing them the ability to hear what was going on inside, providing that the girl chose to use the potion in slightly more private location. "How can you be sure she'll use it tonight?" Severus asked, still skeptical of the woman's plans. "Didn't you hear the desperation in her voice, there's no way she's going to risk waiting longer than she already has, especially since she knows we don't approve. She'll take the first chance she gets." "And what if she doesn't... shall we say 'commit the crime' in the common room, there are hundreds of places in this castle she could slip someone that potion. We do not even know they belong in Slytherin house." "Oh they're Slytherin alright." She chuckled, amused by Severus' complete lack of observational skills. "She'll be using it on Draco Malfoy. Haven't you noticed the way she fawns over him in class, its quite obvious she's infatuated." Severus couldn't help but scoff in disgust at the idea of young love, especially that which involves the young Malfoy. Though he certainly understood now why the girl had to resort to such extreme measures as a love potion to win his affections. "It's our best bet to assume she'll use it in the common room. Even if she doesn't we'll be prepared to help out when we're needed." "I really don't see how I have been dragged into all of this. This is your doing, I will not be held responsible for the casualties." "Relax, Snape. Nothing bad is going to happen. Besides I'd really appreciate the company tonight." Aria pleaded, pursing her lips and batting her long lashes dramatically in an attempt to persuade him to stay. "Fine. We'll meet back here tomorrow after the feast. Do not bring that cat." He warned, raising a single eyebrow disapprovingly. Once again letting a veil of silence fall upon the room, both Aria and Severus set about doing their individual tasks for the afternoon; with the former finishing off the potion and the latter still struggling to organise his shelves. Around an hour in to the brewing process, Aria let out a small shriek, jumping back from the potion in a panic. Severus turned from his position on the ladder to see the flames underneath grow wild and begin to climb the walls of the cauldron, in turn sending the potion into a bubbling rage, creating a mountain of rabid foam. "What the hell have you done?" Severus scowled at his apprentice, having never encountered this type of reaction before. "I... I'm not sure." She stuttered, knotting her brow in an attempt to figure out her mistake. "I was just stirring it, then I heard a pop and now this has happened!" She continue to screech. "Step aside." Snape demanded, gracefully sliding between the woman and the cauldron. Aria watched on curiously, as Snape begun redeeming the potion back into its natural state. "Don't just stand there, who knows how long this could take. Make yourself useful." "And do what?" She asked vapidly. "How about finishing those shelves? After all, it does appear to be more your forte than mine." Despite knowing that Severus' back was turned to her Aria replied with a vigorous nod, shuffling across the room to fulfil his request. In less than half an hour, Aria had organised and re-labelled the same amount of potion ingredients in what Severus had taken almost a week to do. Meanwhile on the opposite side of the classroom, Professor Snape had returned the potion to a more docile state, and was nearing on getting it back to its correct tone. "It seems we could have been working more efficiently this whole time." Aria observed. "How do you mean?" Severus responded, continuing to stir the potion in an almost therapeutic manner. "Well, if

we had just worked to our strengths we might have both completed our tasks a lot sooner." "Like I have said on numerous occasions, Miss Dumbledore, brewing this potion was your responsibility. I simply did not want my classroom to catch fire. I will not save you from messing up again, is that clear?" Aria responded with a sheepish nod, busying herself with the collections of jars and vials once again. "You are here to do a job and if you cannot do it correctly, there is no reason for your to stay." Severus scorned, finally choosing to look at her. Aria felt his obsidian eyes burning into the back of her head. A scarlet blush spread across her cheeks, raising her core temperature significantly. As her friendship with her mentor grew over the past few weeks, it had become easy to forget that she was still partaking in an apprenticeship and therefore her status remained under his. He was right in saying that she shouldn't have become complacent. Aria needed to perform to the best of her ability everyday to prove her worth, and if she didn't impress Severus, he would not pass on a good recommendation to her Grandfather at the end of the year. After all, Hogwarts already had a potions master, there was no need for another. Severus sensed the sadness and worry begin to consume his colleague and instantly felt a pang of guilt. "I didn't mean-" He attempted to backtrack. "No, you're right." Aria whispered. "I apologise." The professor said solemnly, halting the stirring of the potion. "It's fine. Just leave it." She snapped, not wanting to continue on the subject any longer. Silently cursing himself for once again having the inability to know when to shut up, Severus made quick work of finishing the batch of Amortentia, returning back to his desk. Initially intending to grade a few papers, Severus quickly became preoccupied with the movements of his apprentice across the room, as she continued to work away, methodically sorting the final, and top, shelf of ingredients. Settling into a comfortable viewing position, Severus placed his chin between his pointer finger and thumb, allowing his middle finger to rest gently on his bottom lip. His eyes fixated hungrily on the woman before him. Unable to take his eyes off her he watched as she struggled to reach the far end of the shelf. He watched as she bent forward precariously to clean the thick layer of dust that had formed over time. He watched as the hem of her tight skirt continue to rise further up her bare thighs, while she put the final few bottles in their rightful place. Completely infatuated by the woman's clothes constantly threatening to expose her, Severus had found himself lost in a day dream, therefore was oblivious to the fact that Aria Dumbledore had now turned to face him, an unsatisfied scowl plastered across her face. Drifting slowly back to reality, Snape snapped back to his rigid form, forcing his eyes to drop down to his desk, praying to God she hadn't noticed him staring. "I'll see you later." Aria said simply, not willing to address the subject matter. Severus let out a sigh of relief upon her exit. A flush of embarrassment warming his cheeks. * The following day Aria had still yet to return to her usual cheerful self. Still steaming with rage over hearing the details of the first task, she could not fathom how the man she knew as grandfather would put young children in danger fighting some of the most deadly creatures alive. It was times like these she craved a release for her pent up anger, and a bubble bath wouldn't cut it. Resorting to trying to calm herself by getting lost in a good book, Aria made sure to stop by her quarters after dinner to collect a small pile of novels, and change into something slightly more comfortable in preparation for her presumably long evening ahead spent in Severus' office. "Did you cast the spell?" The witch asked abruptly upon entry. "Of course." Snape replied drolly, removing his wand from his inner robe pocket. "Good. Leave it on the table and we can listen in for Skye and Draco. Have you seen

either of them today?" "As far as I am aware Mr Malfoy will be at Quidditch practice with the rest of the Slytherin team." "Then Skye will be there cheering him on." Aria assumed. Severus did as he was instructed and left his wand in the middle of the small coffee table in front of the old velvet sofas. "The charm will pick up their voices and project it through the wand for us to hear." He explained, taking root in the rather large arm chair next to the fire. "Perfect." Aria smiled half-heartedly, planting herself comfortably on the couch. The two professors had barely exchanged more than a few words since the previous evening, and were therefore maintaining a rather dry, while still civilised, aura. Severus was embarrassed more than anything; for his harsh words and his wandering eyes. While Aria on the other hand had no ill will regarding either of Severus' offences, and instead was still suffering from the anger she held towards her grandfather, and the fact she was unable to let go of it. Immediately dumping the small mountain of books on the floor next to her Aria resumed reading the very first one that came to hand, not really caring which one it was. Noticing this, Severus assumed this evening was to be one spent in silence and so he summoned a quill, roll of blank parchment and the new potions book he had recently purchased and begun making meaningless notes, he would make use of one way or another. An hour or so passed and still there was no sign of either Slytherin students being picked up by the wand. Despite usually enjoying a night of quiet, Severus had found himself getting irritable and bored with his tedious task, having wrongly assumed his apprentice would sooner or later interrupt his work with her oh-so endearing chatter. Running a cold hand through his hair exasperatedly, Snape let out a small huff and made a move to vacate his chair and stretch his legs for a moment or two. After hovering around the room for a little longer than necessary, struggling to think of another way to spend his time, the potions master let his eyes fall upon the young professor. "Can't find one you like?" He spoke softly, catching the woman's attention. During her time in the office she had gone through almost her whole pile of books, reading a few pages of each before getting bored with it and moving on to another. Severus had noticed this but chose not to question, for fear of her snapping at him. At this point in time, however, he supposed an argument would be better than not talking at all. Not even opening her mouth, Aria shook her head in response to the professor, and continued to let her eyes scan the page robotically. Severus let out a second huff, his patience growing thin. Then BANG. He slapped the palm of his hand forcefully onto the hardwood desk. Aria jumped instinctively upon hearing the noise, removing her thumb from between her teeth which had been practically skinned to the bone. Severus didn't even bother to look at his apprentice this time. Instead he approached his storage cupboard and whipped out a bottle of trusty old FireWhiskey, pouring himself a rather large glass. Aria kept her gaze fixated on her apprentice, wondering why on earth he was acting the way he was. "Will you just tell me what the hell is wrong?" Snape demanded, setting down the now empty whiskey glass. "What are you talking about?" She replied, still quite shaken up from his small outburst. "You, the most talkative woman I have ever known, have just sat in this office for over an hour in complete silence. You have gone through at least a dozen books, and I suspect you never actually read a word of any of them. Not to mention your finger looks like a chewed up old dog toy you've nibbled at it so much. So please, for the love of God, just tell me what is on your mind." He ranted. "It's just... I can't stop thinking about the dragons." Aria confessed, finally setting down her book. "Dragons? You're telling me all this is over dragons?" Severus seethed. "Well, not just the dragons." She explained. "Do you ever

just get so mad that one thought consumes your entire being. And you can't see to function until it's gone. But really there's only one way you're able to forget about it?" "I can't say I have." Snape replied, trying to understand what she was getting at. "Well of course you wouldn't. I suspect you've bottled up every emotion you've ever had since you learned how." "Do you have an actual point to get to here, or are you just determined to infuriate me?" "Can I suggest something?" She said, softening her tone. "Go on." Severus permitted, sipping slowly on his second drink, relaxing against the edge of his desk. "You won't like it." The woman assured, shuffling on her knees to face him. "I might." "You definitely won't." "Then why bother asking me at all? Will you just get on with it before I die of old age." "Lets have sex." She blurted. "Excuse me?" Severus retorted, setting down his glass to ensure he had heard right. "Let's have sex. You and I. It doesn't have to be tonight of course, whenever suits." She shrugged. "Have you gone mad, woman?" "Oh come on, Severus. We're both adults here. I bet it would do us both some good." "How do you figure that out?" He said with a raised eyebrow. "All of your frustration, your tension, it'll go away if you have a way to work out all that aggression. Okay maybe not all of it, because there's... y'know... a lot." She said, waving her hands over his body. "But I know it's exactly what I need. I've been miserable thinking there was nothing I could do about how I'm feeling. Please, help a girl out?" "Why me?" "Who else would I ask? We're friends aren't we? And we find each other attractive, I really don't see why not." "Now I know you're mad." He scoffed. "It's true! I cannot deny you're an attractive man Severus, I noticed it the first day we met." "And who is to say I think the same of you?" "Don't treat me like a fool, Severus. I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don't notice. When I was organising your shelves yesterday. Or when you came to my quarters and I was wearing nothing but a towel. When I wore my red dress to Hogsmeade?" Severus averted his gaze, mortified that he had been so obvious every single time. "Hell, even when I'm eating liquorice wands! There's no reason to be ashamed, Severus. You're only human, and a man at that. We all have those thoughts sometimes." Severus opened his mouth, making to reply but was instantly cut off but the sound of voices echoing out his wand. Quickly shushing the potions master, Aria bounced back round to listen carefully to the conversation between the two students. Severus followed not far behind, slowly returning to his armchair. The professors listened in for a while, though the conversations amounted to very little. Not a single exchange was heard between the two students upon their entry back to the common room. Merely a cluster of different voices speaking between two very different conversations that both Aria and Severus found rather hard to decipher. After a while of patiently waiting for the two to speak to each other, it became clear to the professors that the evening had been a waste when Skye announced that she would be heading to her dorm, ready to turn in for the night. Without having discussed the love potion, or even allowing Draco's name to escape her lips it became clear the girl would not be using the Amortentia tonight. Aria apologised to her mentor, disappointed that her bold assumptions had lead them nowhere. They agreed their best options now was to wait until Draco, or any other student for that matter starting showing signs of being under the influence of a love potion and they would simply have to take it from there. "I'm sorry again, Severus." Aria confessed as she stood in the doorway of his office. "I didn't mean to waste your time." "There is no need to apologise Miss Dumbledore. I have grown to enjoy your company and despite the fact you were somewhat distracted this evening, I would not have chosen to spent it any other way." The witch's emerald eyes lit up

at her friends comment, and without knowing a huge grin spread across her face, almost completely alleviating her sour mood. Severus felt a warm fuzzy sensation growing in his stomach, his chest tightening also, as he watched the woman's face break out in a sweet smile, her long eyelashes fluttering dramatically as a rosy blush spread across her nose and cheeks. "Think about what I said, okay?" She spoke softly, reaching out to squeeze the man's forearm, subtly rubbing her thumb over the soft material of his coat. "Take your time." Taglist: @ayamenimthiriel @lizlil @entirelymesmerising @mikariell95

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