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The All-Star Game
Batter Up Chapter 5
Pairing: Baseball player Joel Miller x Female Reader Rating: Explicit. 18+ (Minors DNI) Summary: This is not how Joel wanted to spend his All-Star Game, at least you make the best of it for him. Warnings: smut, fluff, family dynamics, nurse/patient roleplay in the shower, oral (m receiving), cum eating, unprotected p in v sex (reader has a previously discussed IUD... be safe), a doctor mistakes reader for Joel's wife. Words: 4,900
A/N: Been fighting writer's block, twelve hour work days, and total brain fry. Thank you for being so patient with my lack of updating folks. Not gonna lie, I read through my first piece Golden Walkway earlier and was like "how TF is my first ever ff/smut piece that good?!" while I'm absolutely banging my head against the keyboard trying to write out four sentences tonight. The biggest shout out to @frannyzooey for filling my Google Doc with notes and simplifying my gobbledegook. I absolutely do not feel worthy of your kindness. *insert Wayne's World not worthy GIF*
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Day 1 Travel Day For All-Stars
And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate
Baby, I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
I shake it off, I shake it off
“God damnit,” Joel growls. “Why do I always forget that that’s your damn alarm?”
“Mmph, it works. Wakes me up.” You sit up and stretch before reaching to pick up your phone.
The same phone you stared at while willing yourself to sleep, attempting to ignore the circling "what ifs" of the dreaded conversation you knew you had to have with your parents, only able to do so after focusing on the soothing sound of Joel's breathing.
You get up, slip on his shirt and crack open the curtains letting the morning sun peek in. 
“Guess I should look at my phone, hm?” Joel slowly sits up and settles his back on the pillows while you readjust, his big brown eyes disappearing behind the tired crinkles that line the sides as he lets out a rumbly yawn.
“Might be a good idea, I’m sure Sarah wants to talk with you.” Running a hand through his sleep tousled hair, you give him a kiss.
“Called her on the way home yesterday, let her know not to worry and that I’d be fine without her.” He sighs. “I think she knows I have somebody.”
“Hm. I didn’t want to get into it this soon, but I’m going to have to talk to my mom at least. She knows I’m here in Philly and I didn’t get on my flight.”
“Well, shit,” he grimaces. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I’ll be good. I texted her saying I’m fine and I’d talk to her tomorrow. Just nervous, but at this point, there’s no going back…they were already going to find out today. So instead of doing it in person, I’m just going to have to do it over the phone.”
“Whatever happens, we’ll figure it out.” His hand grabs yours and squeezes it.
“We will, I just want to have a nice morning with you, I'll deal with them after lunch.”
“But first, coffee?”
“But first, coffee.”
——
“Well, here goes,” you dial your mom’s number and hit the green phone circle. She picks up after two rings. Crap.
“Hey mom,” you nervously swallow, trying to sound chipper. Joel’s hand soothingly pets your back, grounding you. 
“Hi sweetie, what’s happening? Your dad and I are very confused.”
“Yeah, um about that, is dad with you?”
“He is… is everything okay?”
“Yes, everything is good. Um, could you put me on speaker?” You haven’t had to feel this level of nervousness with your parents in almost twenty years. 
“Hi Duck, what’s going on?” Your dad calls you by your nickname, so he’s not mad… yet. “Was looking forward to seeing you, I don’t know why you’re not here. Mom and I didn’t hear from you, so she checked your location last night and you’re in Philadelphia? Not New York, not the airport, not Texas, but Philadelphia, why is that? We were worried, Duck.”
“I know, I’m sorry about that. So, things got… complicated. I was packing for the airport and was watching the Liberties game when, um, Joel got hurt.” You exhale, trying to calm yourself by focusing on the feel of Joel’s hand on your skin. “I, uh, drove down to help take care of him because, um, he and I have been, together since, well, November.” You breathe out the latter word, hoping your quiet breath will hide the shame in keeping Joel a secret for that long, for not respecting your parents and your own relationship. You feel so small, so fragile, so young, confessing to your mom and dad like you’re in trouble. 
“November?” The only word your mom responds with. Your dad stays quiet, and you’re reminded of why you wanted to do this over the phone. So you wouldn’t see their expressions. Although, maybe if they were here, they would be able to see the way Joel looks at you, how happy you are, how perfect he is for you.  
“Yes, um, remember when I flew in for your birthday? We ran into each other, and I don’t know, it just worked out. I know this is a lot.” 
Joel’s hand lands on your shoulder, tugging you back to lay against him, his arm wrapping around your chest as he presses a soft kiss to the top of your head.  You love him so much, you let a tear slip out as you wait for any sort of validation. 
“So, you and Joel Miller have been together for, what, nine months? And we’re only finding out about it now?” You try to gauge your dad’s voice, sensing disappointment, praying it’s not anger. “Is it because you got caught at his place? When were you going to tell us?” 
Okay, there’s anger. 
“Tonight actually, um, Joel and I were going to tell you tonight at dinner. I’m really sorry and I know this is complicated because there’s a bit of history between him and you, but daddy, I love him.”
“Bit of history?” he replies, incredulous. “He was my star player for twenty years, he was rude to the media, coaches, and reporters and I always had to pick up that mess. He was great on the field and in the clubhouse, but he was a pain in my ass most of the time, and now you’re telling me you’re in love with him… and have been for almost a year?”
You bite your lip as you will the tears away from your eyes. You’re so thankful for Joel’s touch right now. He’s respecting you, but you can tell by his breathing growing louder and quicker that hearing your dad’s raised voice is upsetting him. Maybe it’s better to be not in person, that way Joel doesn’t run the risk of throwing your dad through a wall. 
“Yes,” you croak out. You feel like a child answering him. Eyes downcast, tears rolling down your cheeks.
“And all of a sudden, right after he’s no longer on my team, he’s your boyfriend?”
“I’m sorry dad, it’s not something we planned on, it just… happened and I know you’re mad and I’m sorry that it took this long for you to find out and I’m sor—“
“Sweetie,” your mom’s voice breaks through your anxious words, “are you happy?” 
“Yes,” you whisper, Joel’s arm squeezes you tighter, “incredibly.”
“Well, that’s all we want for you. If it’s with Joel, then we’re good, right?”
You breathe out a sigh of relief at her words, her acceptance, her demand of your dad to recenter himself and his ire. You turn to look at Joel and see tears sitting in the waterline of his eyes that are focused on you. He gives you a small smile. 
How could you not love this man? How could anybody doubt the power of what you two share?
“That is what we want for you, but I am concerned. People will have questions. Joel is a part of this team’s history and now my daughter is dating him.”
“I understand that.”
“I know you do, Duck. You can make your own decisions, you haven’t lived under our rules for a very long time. I trust you. As long as you are happy and you understand that there will be roadblocks up ahead with the public eye, then I can be on board. People talk, the internet talks and you’re signing yourself up for a lot of people talking about you. I know you realize that, but does Miller?”
“I do, sir,” Joel says, the first words spoken from him, with the “sir” sternly emphasized. “Look, I don’t care what anybody has to say, people’s opinions never mattered to me. I know you’re well aware of that. I love your daughter. She has been with me every step of the way since I learned I was no longer a Capital. I apologize that this is all at once ’n that this is how you’re finding out, but I do not apologize for the way I feel about your daughter. I love her.”
You watch Joel’s lips as he speaks his confession to your parents, wondering how you could be so lucky to have found him and to have his heart the way that you do.  
“Listen, I know you two are smart, and Miller, you know at the end of the day I respect the hell out of you. If my daughter is happy, that’s all I can hope for as her father. As much as I worry about her, I know she can make her own decisions.” 
“As a father to a college student now, I understand that sir. You have my word that I will stop at nothing to keep your daughter happy.” 
“We know that Joel,” your mom’s soft voice soothes the conversation. “I just wish we would have known about this sooner. I’m a bit upset that it took you long enough to let us know. We just want you to be aware of what issues might arise for you two.”
“Whatever happens, it’s just white noise to us. It’s my choice—it’s our choice,” you say. “We’ve talked about everything before, we are fully aware.” 
“I can’t tell you what to do Duck, Mom can’t tell you what to do. Miller’s a good man, underneath it all, I know that. If you are happy with him, then we are happy for you.”
“This is the happiest I’ve been.”
“We’re glad sweetheart, so glad,” your mom chokes out. At least they’re happy tears. “We’ll be here for you, always. I guess we won’t see you this week.”
“No, Joel needs me, I don’t want to leave him.” 
“Alright then, feel better Miller, we love you Duck,” your dad’s voice softens. “Take care and keep us updated, okay?”
“Thank you sir,” Joel respectfully responds.
“I will. Love you guys, bye.” You end the call and let out a big sigh of relief. 
One down, two more to go. 
“I’m proud of you baby,” Joel breathes out against your hair.
“Heh, thanks. I think?”
“I know you were nervous.”
“Oh, yeah. Still kinda dumb how I’m intimidated by them but… I think it all worked out in the end.”
“It did baby. Why does your dad call you Duck?”
“It’s short for duck snort.”
“...Like the baseball term?”
“Yep, I used to be a crazy toddler and thought my parents chasing me was funny. One day my dad called me a duck snort because I’d always get away and ‘win’, and it kinda stuck.”
He smiles, stroking your cheek. “That’s so fucking cute. ”
“Speaking of daughters, when are you going to tell Sarah?” 
“Later. I’m all phoned out for the time being, want to rest my back and take a nap. That one was a little tense.”
“A nap sounds amazing,” you stretch and adjust to put your head on Joel’s chest, your favorite pillow.
——
“Joel,” you blink your eyes open, “the sun’s going down. I think we overslept.”
“Mm, I’m up. Been up.”
“Why didn’t you wake me?”
“You’ve had a long couple of days, wanted to let you sleep.”
“You’re due for your pills,” you yawn, getting up.
“I am.”
He winces as you hand him his medicine and glass of water. 
“You alright?” 
“Been better, just really hurts right now. Plus, I should call Sarah before it gets too late. I just texted Tommy and told him.”
“Oh?” You turn on Joel’s heating pad and hand him the remote.
“Yeah, he texted me and asked me how I was getting along and if my nurse was hot. Told him about everything. He was happy for me and congratulated me on my hot nurse.”
“He’s ridiculous,” you shake your head. “I’m going to go make dinner, I’ll leave you to call Sarah.” You kiss the top of his forehead.
“Thanks baby.” 
——
You quietly step into Joel’s room holding a tray with his plate full of steak, rice and broccoli, Joel’s go to in season meal.
“Hey sweets, my dinner is here. I gotta go.”
“Can I—can I say hi to her?”
You smile at Sarah’s sweet voice as Joel looks past his phone to you. You nod and walk over placing the tray on Joel’s lap.
“Sure, here she is.”
Well, this is new. You’ve never been with anybody who has a child, let alone a college aged kid. You know Sarah, you love her, you used to chase her around the club box years ago. 
You grab the phone, she’s gotten so beautiful. Same brown eyes as her dad, deep dimples as she smiles, long curly hair. She’s a young woman now, just as gorgeous as her dad. 
“Hi Sarah, nice to see you again.”
“Oh my god! Hi! It is! Wish it wasn’t through the phone but I, just, I wanted to say that, I-I am very happy that Dad finally found somebody and it’s you!”
“Well, I am too.”
“He told me you’re doing a better job than I ever would at taking care of him, so I don’t need to tell you to take good care of him.”
“I try,” you chuckle. 
“Thanks for saying hi to me, I’ll let you go, I know you have dinner!”
“Of course Sarah, any time. I’ll hand you back to your dad now.”
You keep your smile as you hand the phone back to Joel. You don’t know if you’ve ever seen him this happy before, eyes alight with a large grin on his face. You never noticed how his dimple matches Sarah’s. 
Your shoulders feel lighter now that the most important people know, and accept, your love. 
The secret’s out. 
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Day 2 Home Run Derby
Greeting Doctor Arroyo with a smile, you leave him in the living room to wait. 
"Joel," you peek your head into the bedroom. "He's here."
"Send him in," he replies, sitting up higher.
Showing the doctor the way, he thanks you. 
"Thanks, Mrs. Miller."
You let out a little laugh. "Not the wife, just the girlfriend."
Giving you a small smile, he leaves you in the hallway with thoughts of being Mrs. Miller swirling in your head.
After the doctor leaves, you sit on the edge of the bed.
“So, what’d he say?” 
“Still stuck like this for the next few days. Wants me to do some stretches and move around more, going to check on me in two more days again. Said I’m recovering well, told him it’s because I have a good nurse.” 
“You do have a good nurse… that’s better news than I was expecting at least.”
“Yep, and he took the bandage off from my shot so I can finally take a shower.” 
“Oh?”
“Oh is right,” his eyes darken, “but you’re gonna have to wash me, nurse.”
“I can do that, not only am I your nurse but I’m also your wife according to Dr. Arroyo.”
“Oh?”
“Oh is right,” you wink. “I told him I’m your girlfriend.”
“Should’ve told him you’re not my wife… yet.”
“I’m happy with girlfriend right now Mr. Miller.”
“My sweet independent girl.” 
“Eh, your sweet independent nurse now. Come on, let’s get you washed Mr. Miller.”
“Yes ma’am.”
——
Joel hobbles into the bathroom as you adjust the temperature of the shower. 
“It’s hot, too hot, just like you like it Mr. Miller.”
“God, I love it when you call me that. Now nurse,” he smirks, “come help me with my clothes.”
“Right away Mr. Miller,” you reply, sauntering over to him.
“What a pretty nurse you are, have a feeling you’re going to take REAL good care of me,” he raises his arms over his head as you lift his shirt up.
“I’ll sure try to take good care of you Mr. Miller. Did you want me to remove your shorts?”
“Yes nurse.”
You lean forward, grabbing the waistband of his pants to lower them down, running your gaze appreciatively over his half-hard cock.
You look up and angle your eyebrow at him. “I can see you’re quite excited for your shower Mr. Miller.”
“Mm.” 
“Go ahead and get in, it’s all ready for you.” 
“But you’re not. Take your clothes off.”
“Now, Mr. Miller, I can’t get naked for you, but I can take this off.” You slip the straps of your dress down your arms and shimmy out of it, leaving only your white cotton bra and underwear on. “You know, gotta stay decent while taking care of my patient.”
He hums in appreciation, taking in the sight. Turning, he steps into the shower with a groan of contentment.
“Feel good?” You ask grabbing a wash cloth. 
“Very.”
He leans forward, placing his arms on the wall and stretches his back as the water hits his skin. Water trickles down the deep plains of his spine, the strong muscles of his back gleaming under the sheen of water. You follow the river that falls from his neck, down his back bone, past the two lower back dimples you love, past the slight curve of his behind and down his hairy legs. He is all man… your man. It’s a shame all the water that lands across his body is wasted on the drain. 
“Is the temperature good?”
“S’perfect,” he grunts.
“Want me to scrub you sir?”
“Heh,” he turns his head to look at you, “with a nurse that looks like you? ‘Course I do.”
The drops of water sear your skin as you step into the water.
“Jesus Joel, it’s hot in here.”
“Mm,” he reaches over and turns the water cooler before turning around, his eyes darkening as he notices the fabric of your bra cups has turned see-through. “Better?” His eyes stay on your chest.
“Better. Now, let’s get you washed, sir.”
“I’m all yours.” 
You grab Joel’s bar of soap, lathering your hands up with the eucalyptus scented bar. Your hands run across his chest leaving lines of suds along his skin, and he lets out a small groan as you rub soapy circles over his stomach. 
He reaches a hand up and pinches your nipple underneath the sheer wet fabric. 
“Feel good sir?”
“Very. Such a good nurse.”
You step closer to him, his hard cock jutting against your stomach as you wash his arms. Your fingers press tight along his biceps and his shoulders, releasing the tension.
“Fuck,” Joel breathes out, “you’re driving me crazy like this.” 
“Well, get ready, I need to wash your legs and…” you wrap your hand around his erection, “this… sir.”
“Jesus Christ,” he groans and shakes his head. “Go ahead nurse.”
You reach around him and grab the soap before kneeling on the tile floor. 
Your soapy hands glide along Joel’s legs, his calf muscles firm under your touch, his thighs soft as you move closer to Joel’s hard cock dripping water and precum. You move your hands along the back of his thighs, cradling the bottom of his ass cheeks before pushing him forward and sealing your mouth over his cock. 
“CHRIST!” Joel’s shout echoes across the bathroom, his hands splaying against the glass.  
Pulling back, you look up.
“You alright? Is this too much?”
“No, no sweetheart,” his eyes soften as he reaches down and holds your cheek, “it felt really good. Go on baby,” Joel leans against the shower wall, “prove to me I’m your favorite patient.”
A long groan escapes Joel’s mouth as you suck the tip of his cock into your mouth. You take him deeper in, sucking the water off of his length as he grabs a handful of your wet hair, your mouth slurping along his length. You clench your thighs together as you feel your cunt throb with arousal.
“That’s it, that’s it,” he chants. 
Water dripping off of Joel’s skin pelts your face as he fills your mouth, your nose brushing against the coarse hair of him there, his cock repeatedly brushing the back of your throat causing a string of saliva to drool out of your mouth.
“Touch yourself, touch your pussy while you suck me baby.”
Your hand reaches underneath your soaked cotton panties, your fingers ghosting across your swollen clit. You moan as you press down and swirl around the bundle of nerves.
His hips jut forward when you hollow your cheeks around him sucking as you bob your head along his length, your free hand cradling his balls and massaging the soft skin of them, bringing him to the brink of his orgasm.
“So good baby, fucking hell,” his grip on your hair tightens, “going to give you my cum soon if you keep that up.” 
Your eyes look up to him, he tilts his head down and gives you a blissed out half smile, water cascades down his face and falls onto your skin. The way he looks at you, the line on his forearm straining as he holds your hair, his warm cock stretching your mouth open, the feel of water dripping down your throat mixed with the taste of Joel. The sensation is too much, you whimper around Joel’s cock as you orgasm. Your fingers drown with your arousal, your mouth goes slack around him as warmth spreads through your limbs. Your hand collects the hot slick that leaks out of you, spreading it all over Joel’s shaft, pumping him with your fist as you suck the tip of him. 
“Close,” he pants, “lemme cum in that mouth, wanna see your mouth filled with me.” 
You nod and moan as you tighten your grip and suck harder.
He chants your name as he empties his release into your open mouth, the last spurt of him landing on your outstretched tongue.
He untangles his hand from your hair, running it down your face to grab your chin and angle it up.
“Swallow it baby.” 
His blown out brown eyes watch in worshiping awe as you seal your mouth shut and gulp down the salty taste of him before licking your lips. 
“All good Mr. Miller?”
“Quite… best nurse I ever had.” 
—-
“He reminds me of you,” you muse, grabbing a handful of popcorn from the bowl as you and Joel watch the Austin Capitals’ rookie phenom James Neal hit ball after ball over the fence of Capitals Stadium. 
“He better. He’s my replacement.” Joel grumbles. 
“How do you feel about not being there?” 
“Tonight isn’t as bad, I always hated the Derby, having to sit on the field and play nice with the cameras. Tomorrow is going to suck.”
“I know it will, I’m sorry this is happening to you. You deserve everything this season. I know everything hasn’t gone the way you’ve wanted but I couldn’t be prouder of how you’ve handled it.”
“Don’t think I’d be able to do it without you baby,” he kisses the top of your head as James Neal hits his twentieth home run over the fence. 
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Day 3 The All-Star Game
And the first pitch of the sixth inning is a strike. Scott steps back into the box, swings… and a miss. Strike two. Bridges winds up, and Scott hits a ground ball to first and—OH! Reynolds misreads it and it gets past him, two runs score. The American League now leads by two in the sixth! 
“I would’ve caught that,” Joel bitterly says. 
“I know you would’ve All-Star,” you console, leaning against him and wrapping an arm around him. 
“Mmf, you can’t lay on me like that.” 
“Sorry, does it hurt?”
“No, not even close. Just… feels real good having you all naked and pressed up against me like that.”
“Sorry.”
Joel plants his hand against your back, keeping you from moving away. 
“Stay, I like it. If I was on that field right now I couldn’t feel you like this.”
“Oh yeah?” Your hand runs a trail down his shorts and grips the heft of him. “Definitely wouldn’t be able to feel this.”
“Definitely not,” he groans. 
“Definitely couldn’t pull your shorts down and touch you if you were playing right now.”
“No,” he grunts, lifting his hips up allowing you to remove his shorts. 
You wrap your hand around his half hard cock. “And surely, I couldn’t jerk you off if you were on that field.” 
“Fuck, no,” he grits, hardening under your touch.
“Did you want to watch the game in peace or do you want me to take care of you?” 
“Take care baby,” he kisses you, “fuck this game.”
“Yeah, fuck this game.”
Your body overheats as you slide down Joel, straddling his thick thighs, taking his cock in hand, rubbing it along your dripping cunt and slowly settling yourself on his length.
Joel’s lips part, his big brown eyes staring at you as a long moan leaves your mouth savoring the feel of his cock stretching you. 
“You feel so good,” his head thuds against the pillow. “I haven’t felt your pussy like this in forever. Fucking missed it.” 
Your hips rock back and forth still adjusting to the size of him as he grabs your tits and massages the weight of them in his calloused hands. 
“This pussy was made for me, wasn’t it?”
You’re too blissed out to answer, too overwhelmed by the size of him. All you can muster is an isolated nod and whine arching your back while he pinches and pulls your nipples into peaks. 
“You gonna fuck me baby? You gonna fuck me like the All-Star I am? Come on baby, prove to me I’m your All-Star.”
You rise and fall on his cock, grinding your hips down each time he stuffs you full. 
“Look so good like this baby,” Joel juts his hips up “you’re the only fucking trophy I need.” 
You lean in as your thighs begin to tremble bringing his hand to your lips. Joel’s blown out pupils focus on your tongue as it traces the circles of his tattoo.
“Fucking perfect,” he rasps. 
Your pussy clenches at his praise, Joel’s cock hits the sensitive spot you want to feel him the most. 
“Cum for me, let me feel you strangle my cock, cum for me baby,” Joel’s gravelly voice encourages as he pulls his hand from your mouth, tugging you down against his chest. 
Your cunt flutters around him as your orgasm shatters into you. Your mouth going slack, drool falling out and landing on Joel’s chest as you scream his name and writhe on top of him.
“That’s my good girl, that’s it, fuck, you’re fucking gripping me baby, not going to last long like this.”
You summon as much energy as you can leaning forward to lick the golden skin of his neck as you grind your hips against his, your soaked pussy pumping his cock.
“That’s it baby, that’s it,” he pants. “Gonna cum.” 
Joel lets out a long groan as his hips jerk up into you, warmth blooming through your core as his cock empties into you. You both stay frozen collectively catching your breaths as you come down from your shared bliss. His cock slips from you as you lift up to kiss him, both of your spends dribbling down between your thighs.
“Did I make you feel like the All-Star you are?”
“Mm,” he smiles, pulling away, ”I love being a baseball player sometimes.”
You turn towards the TV. “It’s tied now.” 
“Mm, for the first time ever, I really don’t care.”
You stay cuddled in his bed for the remainder of the game, today is definitely your favorite All-Star Game experience.
Well folks, that’ll do it for this year’s All-Star Game here in beautiful Austin, Texas. The National League wins in a 4-3 victory over the American League. We’ll see you next year. 
“Good game, I really enjoyed the sixth inning.”
“Guess it’s good we get home field advantage in the World Series,” Joel shrugs.
“Always thinking ahead.” “Always. Had a plan for a whole thing after the game but life had other plans. I, uh, grabbed this when I was changing earlier,” Joel opens his bedside table and pulls out a small gray suede box.
Your heart skips a beat at the implication of what it could be. There’s no way.
“It’s okay baby, don’t panic, it’s not that. Now that everybody knows, I want you to be able to wear me wherever you go.” 
He opens the box, a delicate gold necklace with a pendant of his number hangs from it.
“Joel,” you breathe out as tears prick your eyes, “it’s so… beautiful.”
“That first night I had the chain was the night I had you in the back of that club. I tried for so long to stay away from you, and yet you were always there, like some forbidden treasure I could never have… now we’re together and this is the happiest I’ve ever been.” Joel swipes the tears from your cheeks as they fall, “I love you so much sweetheart.”
“I love you too,” you smile as you take the box and remove the necklace. 
“Put it on baby, lemme see it.”
You clasp the necklace behind your neck and lower your arms. Joel pets the gold pendant against your skin. 
“Beautiful,” Joel whispers.
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canadianfangirl-95 · 4 months ago
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Choose One. 
Triple Frontier character x f! reader
Don’t talk to me this was supposed to be a drabble but idk how to stop. No description because this literally feels like I took 4 pages out of a book and threw them down with no explanation.
No specific TF character is the love interest, choose one of them as your fave and enjoy the angsty ride. No description of reader, nicknames Black Widow and princess.
Warnings- mention of smutty stuff but pretty tame, Tom being an SOB, swearing, drinking 
Word count- 2700  
The evening air in the small South American town you were based in was growing cooler as the sun had set. You were seated, squished between two of your teammates, Frankie and Will, while Benny and Santi sat on the floor of the common area building, leaning against a small coffee table. Each of you were putting back beers like they were the last on earth, and just enjoying each other’s company. The conversation had swiftly changed to the favourite subject of the group, Santi’s love life.  
Will commented, “I think we all know the biggest slut around here is Pope. Didn’t you hook up with Tara from scheduling last week? She was only here for 3 days, and you still managed to get her into bed.” he said, leaning past you to give Santi a shit eating grin. 
The group let out a boisterous laugh at Santi’s copious infidelities. He threw his hands up conceding, “Hey laugh it up, if I’m gonna be teased for getting laid the most I will gladly take it.”  
Benny interjected, “Honestly, considering Black Widow is one of the only women at this base, I can’t believe she isn’t the one who’s getting laid the most.” He pointed at you, to which you shrugged and brought your cold beer to your lips with a smirk. You had your fair share of base affairs, but every guy you had tried out failed to truly satisfy you the way you needed, so they didn’t stay on the roster very long. Besides, they were only ever a distraction from what you truly wanted but couldn’t have. 
Santi nodded along, “Yeah why are you hanging out with us all the time when you could be getting it on every minute of the day?” 
You chewed the inside of your cheek in thought before responding, “Maybe that’s the thing, there’s not a whole lot of fun when it’s just like a guaranteed thing. I at least want to work for it a little, cuz in all honestly, I think with all single men considered, you guys are only one’s at this base who haven’t tried to sleep with me.”  
You let out a chuckle as the group went quiet, each of them looking at one another with an embarrassed look on their faces. Frankie’s ears grew red underneath his curly brown locks and baseball hat. You immediately noticed the way Santi downed the rest of his drink and Benny and Will exchanged a knowing glance.  
Your eyebrows furrowed with confusion at the sudden change in demeanor. “What’d I say?” 
 Frankie leaned in and shook his head, “Nothing, you didn’t say anything wrong.” 
“Okay, well then why does it feel like something just happened?” You questioned.  
Benny went to open his mouth but was quickly slapped on the arm by Will, causing him to look away from your gaze toward the dull beige ceiling that was adorned with water stains.  
You perked up in your seat between Frankie and Will on the old leather couch, “Okay, now you guys are freaking me out, what’s up?” 
The air grew thicker as Santi finally turned his attention back to you with a huff, “Widow, now don’t shoot the messenger here,” he said putting his hands on his chest to speak as earnestly as possible, “but when you joined the team, Tom made us all promise not to sleep with you.”  
Your mouth dropped; you had been a part of this team as their sniper for 8 months. Four of the guys had welcomed you with open arms, but not Tom. He had been nothing but a pain in your ass since the moment the Sergeant introduced you. You still remember the day vividly. Being transferred out of your old team after months of belittlement by the macho muscle heads you had been paired with. Each of them had welcomed you with a smile and worked hard to form a personal bond with you. Except for Tom of course, he immediately started calling you princess and continued the belittlement of your previous squad.  
Before you could speak, none other than Tom entered the common area room you were all seated in. Blood boiled to the surface as you rose from your seat and started towards him. Meak calls of protest rang out behind you from the group of men, but it was pointless. Your red face was met with his equally aggressive facade.  
Stopping mere feet in front of him you crossed your arms and raised your head high, “You son of a bitch who do you think you are deciding who I can and can’t sleep with?” You said with a strong tone.  
Tom’s eyebrows popped up with shock, he looked over your shoulder to the four men all seated with their heads down. He smirked and turned his attention back to you. “So, they finally told you huh? That’s fine, it was the right decision then and it’s the right decision now.”  
“I have worked tirelessly for this team for 8 months, and yet you still only have ever seen me as a,- a sexual thing and a fucking distraction. You’ve never seen me as the same as anyone else here on this team.” Heat rising in your voice with each matter-of-fact word.  
Tom scoffs and crosses his arms, “Don’t get all self-righteous on me princess. You’re no better than any of us when it comes to sexualizing your team. As if you haven’t thought about each and every one of us here. Even me I bet; you seem like you’d be into a little hate sex.”  
You stuttered, “In your fucking dreams Tom-,” 
“No, actually, in yours. Don’t think we haven’t heard you. We all share that bunk house.” His voice lowered to a seductive whisper, and you took a deep swallow.  “You really think we haven’t heard the deep breathing, the slight moans, the creak in the box spring, all coming from your bed late at night. Or maybe you wanted us to hear it. Maybe while you do it, you’re thinking about what would happen if one of us heard and decided to slide into bed with you. What would happen if one of us finally broke that boundary, offering to finish you off. So, before you come at me, claiming I only see you as a sexual thing, why don’t you think about how many times you’ve gotten off thinking about one of us in these 8 months.” 
Your body shivered and your hair stood straight on your arms. His words cut through you like a knife, as you knew that most of it was true. The four men behind you were some of the most attractive men you’d ever met and were kind to boot. Of course you had thought about them, who wouldn’t, but it was none of Tom’s business, nevertheless.  
He looked up in thought, enjoying your stunned moment, as the rest of the guys held breaths and chewed fingernails, desperate not to get pulled into the situation. “You know, I told the Sergeant that I’d be willing to make it work with you, but now I’m not so sure. Maybe it’s about time you transfer to another base where there are less, what did you call it? Distractions.” he said pointedly, staring into your eyes with fire.  
You glared back at him, considering your options. Finally, an idea sparked, and you were willing to try it if it meant you would be staying on this team. Not just to continue being a thorn in Tom’s side, but to stay with the guys you had developed so many feelings for. Especially the one you had felt your heart tug toward for months now. Pulling your stern look into a sly smirk, you take a step inward and drop your arms to your sides, caging Tom in with your body to the point that he was doing his best not to touch your chest with his crossed arms. “You know Tom, you actually missed the beginning of this conversation. In which I informed the guys that besides them, every other single man on this base has tried to sleep with me. Give that some thought, and then accept the fact that, I’m not going anywhere.” You bite your lip and step back, turning your back on him and returning to the seated area where the group was sitting. You decided not to make eye contact with them as you collected your drink and phone. Turning swiftly on your heels you started towards the door, calling out just as you were about to exit, “Don’t wait up for me boys, got some business to take care of.” You declare with a wink, flipping your hair over your shoulder as you leave.  
Tom turns his head away from the door and pinches the bridge of his nose, “Is the Sergeant single?” he asks with a deep breath out his nose.  
Nodding his head, looking down at the cool white tile flooring of the room Will responds, “Yeah, got divorced last year.”  
“Son of bitch, isn’t that fucking great.” Tom exhales. “What the fuck guys?” he asks, turning his attention to the men and opening his arms wide. 
Santi’s mouth gapped, “Us? What about you? You’re the one that came up with that misogynistic rule and that fucking violating monologue.” He pointed towards the door you left from, exasperated by the situation.  
Tom waved his hands authoritatively, “You know what, I don’t wanna hear about it. We have a meeting at 8 tomorrow, if she’s not there, she’s out and I don’t care who she’s slept with. I’ll personally escort her stateside if I have to. All of you get some shut eye.” He turned and bound out the door, slamming it closed behind him.  
A chill fell upon the group as they released the breaths they were holding, unsure of what was to come.  
Benny scratched his nose and said in a low voice, “I thought I was the only one.” 
Frankie crossed his arms on his chest and leaned back asking, “Only one for what?” 
He shrugged, “Only one to hear her. Have you guys?” he asked, looking between the three uncomfortable faces around him.  
Santi let out a groan as he stood from his seat on the floor, “We all do it man, keeps us sane. Just supposed to ignore it.”  
Frankie and Benny shared an agonizing glance and stood, all of them retreating to their bunks in silence. Each of them lay there awake, wondering if you were going to come back that night, and when the clock chimed for midnight, they knew they had their answer.  
In all honesty, sleeping with the Sergeant wasn’t something you were expecting would be happening. He was actually quite handsome with a Kevin Costner vibe to him and showed you a good time. Plus, you certainly wouldn’t have to be worrying about Tom medaling in your assignment now that you’ve got his boss wrapped around your finger. When you arrived back to the bunk house it was empty, all of the team had seemingly already left for the morning assignment meeting.  
“She’s gonna be here.” Frankie said sternly, leaning against a desk, bracing his hands on the cool wood top as Benny paced in front of him.  
“I don’t know man she was pretty pissed last night.” The younger man stated, scratching the back of his head and looking sheepishly at the door.  
Will and Santi sat at the desks lined up in the room, arms crossed and giving each other worried glances. Benny startled as Tom entered carrying his clip board of the assignment run down. He glanced around the room and smirked taking notice in your absence.  
“Well, if princess isn’t here in let’s see,” he pulls his wrist to his face to analyze the time on his watch, “30 seconds I guess we’ll be looking for a new sniper again. Shame really, she was a good shot, just couldn’t shut the fu-,” 
“Morning, gentleman, and Tom.” You say as you skip through the open door, brushing past Tom and taking a seat on the desk beside Santi. Crossing your arms and legs and providing Tom with a pointed stare. The rest of the men looked to one another with utter shock and fear of your boldness.  
Tom gave a strong huff, “Just on time, late night?”  
“Late night, early morning. The Sergeant says hi by the way.” You say with a wink.  
He bares his teeth and shifts on his feet, “Alright, I’ve been thinking about our little issue here. I may have over stepped.” He puts on a sly grin and your defenses only triple, unsure where this false change of heart might be coming from.  
“You’re right, you and the guys here should be able to sleep with whomever you want. So, by all means, choose one.” he says, squaring his shoulders with confidence. 
Your eyebrows pop up in confusion, “Choose one?” You repeat.  
He shrugs and gestures to the men, “Yeah, choose one. Clearly you want to otherwise you wouldn’t have thrown such a fit. I’m a reasonable guy, but I do still think it would be a bad idea for you to be toe curling with everyone here. So, as a compromise, you can have one of them.” 
You take a deep breath, considering his proposition. Glancing around the room at the four men, they all look at you with desperate faces. Your eyes meet with the one you’ve been falling for all this time and a shiver runs through your body as his eyes burn into you with desire. All that’s been unspoken between the two of you slowly bubbling to the surface as you both consider what Tom has said. This whole time you thought he wouldn’t be interested. Wouldn’t want you the way you wanted him. Knowing now by the look on his face, the only thing truly keeping the two of you apart was the juvenile rule Tom had thrust upon him. His eyes said a thousand words. I want you. I’ve wanted you this whole time. Choose me. Love me the way I love you. You’ve thought about it a hundred times. What it would be like to finally take his face in your hands and pull him close in for a kiss. What it would sound like for the words that hung in your throat to finally spill out and for him to say the same. How it would feel to have his hand skate up the back of your uniform and settle on the small of your back before falling desperately into the sheets. 
Your daydreams and pining were suddenly cut short when your attention was brought back to the clearing of Toms throat. You shift your weight on the desk, “Interesting proposition Tom, I’ll have to think about it.”  
He grits his teeth, “Oh come on princess, I think you should give us an answer right now. Don’t wanna leave the guys hanging. They deserve to know who is gonna get the absolute pleasure of the Sergeants sloppy seconds.”  
You shake your head and roll your eyes at his derogatory comment, “You had the night to think about it Tom, I think I deserve the same.”  
The group looks to Tom, awaiting his answer. He takes a scan of the room and sees the stern faces. Nodding confidently, “Once again, I’m a reasonable man. We’ll talk tomorrow. Today, we have a day trip to take, and I want everyone focused anyway.” he says, snapping his knuckles on the clipboard in his hand. 
As Tom drummed on about the plan, you stole your last weary glance at the man you longed for, that you may finally have within reach. The one you’ll choose and will choose you, everyday for the rest of your lives. 
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autistichalsin · 8 months ago
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Hello!! :D
Just popping in to say ILYSM (in that strange, mutuals on the internet sorta way) and that you have lots of fans who love your Halsin-posting. Your post notifications always brighten my day. ❤️
Idk why in the world you’ve got people investing their finite existence on this good Earth giving you grief. Some of your stuff might not be everyone’s cup of tea (pleasing everyone is an impossibility, after all), but it doesn’t even come close to the kinds of things my favourite hardcore/“problematic” (<= self-described, including the quotations, lmao!) Halsin/bg3 writers and artists post. And I don’t see anyone clutching their pearls in their comment sections.
Like, when I click on the profile of one of my favourite writers (which includes you! 🥰 But not this example, I love all your stuff!) and see that they’ve posted a story with a description like: “hardcore kinky stuff that you’re not into, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat”, I simply keep scrolling and maybe pick one of the hundreds to thousands of other bg3 stories I could choose from. But maybe that’s just me. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
(Ao3 has tag filtering, you guys, it’s amazing. Remember the fucking Dark Ages when Ao3 didn’t have that at all? How tf did we ever live like that? That’s the kind of shit you say Thanks for at family Thanksgiving. And don’t tell you guys haven’t figured out at least one of the dozens of ways to filter stuff out on godsdamn Tumblr of all places; we’ve been tweaking the etiquette of that for years!)
How utterly irrational it is for these people to look at such an openly Queer and Kinky video game — the likes of which I’ve never seen in the mainstream before (He-llo strategically advantageous BDSM scene! 🤤) — and decide that they’re going to go around policing how people iterate upon those pre-established themes. How did this fandom attract puritans of all people? [Insert “The Myth of ‘Consensual’ Sex” meme here.]
Any-hoosies, all this to say that your haters are a weird, vocal minority that are letting you live rent free in their heads, instead of doing something meaningful or joyful with their pathetic, puritanical existences. There are way more people who love the kind of meta and fics that you post.
Have a good day!! XOXO 🥰😘💋💖💛🫶🤙
Hello! Thank you so much- that means a lot to me. It's weird to think of myself having "fans" lol! Like you're not the first person to use that word but it's just. Such a weird (in a good way) concept for me???? Like!?!?!? But I'm so glad to hear you love my posts <3
Yeah, pleasing everyone is impossible, and it's weird that of all things, my extremely mild CNC kink fic has become the antis' boogeyman. Fam there is literal necrophilia kink in this fandom! (Not saying they deserve to be harassed either, of course, no one should be!) But the fic that has become the pinnacle of what's problematic in this fandom is a survivor writing about a fictional survivor using kink to reclaim their sexuality? Like. OK Jan
See, but that's the difference, you're a grown adult who takes responsibility for curating your experience, whereas others.... either don't, or they don't read it but act like the fic EXISTING is a problem. I guess some people are in for a rude awakening when they discover who the Marquis de Sade is......
God, remember BEFORE AO3? Remember FFN when half the time, the PAIRING wasn't even properly tagged bc you could only tag two characters at all, so people would by default just tag the most popular characters to appear in the story? And instead of tags, you had genres, so you had to decide if you wanted romance/hurt/comfort or friendship/tragedy or what? (I'm a certified Fandom Old- on my old account I was in the first 10,000 users on AO3).
Yeah, people really are missing the point of this game- and it's no coincidence most of these folks are younger. (And a lot are exclus too; I've seen them get angry at the BG3 characters being canonically pan, saying that "pansexuality is a made-up Tumblr sexuality). So... totally blind to the interwoven history of queerness and kink. Not surprising.
Thank you so much for this kind message, anon, you cheered me up a lot. <3 I hope you have a great day!
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necros-writing-stuff · 1 year ago
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(Spoiler warning about some really obscure scenes in-game. Also, tw: mentions of human trafficking) Do you think Eden and PC met in the past? Maybe when PC was younger? Ivory Wraith refers to Eden as an “old friend you never knew”, and Eden mentions the fishing magazine he/she reads was given to him/her by “an old friend”. If PC asks who his/her friend is, Eden just holds PC closer. “Old friend” MAY be referring to Bailey buuuut, and this might be a far fetched theory…
If you work in the docks, there’s a scene where you find a kid trapped and bound inside a cargo box. You’re able to secretly rescue the teen, take them somewhere to eat, and give them money to leave the town. (I think there’s also an option to bring them to the authorities, but I haven’t been able to trigger the scene again to try it. I didn’t because I don’t trust the police in this messed up town.) The kid is not able to speak but they communicate with body language. If your PC has the wolf TF, and you pass out in town, there’s a chance you might end up in the dog pound where you can find secret documents about the PC in an underground tunnel leading to the beach. You’re able to confront Bailey about it, but he simply takes the documents and the contents are never explained. The only thing that’s emphasized is that the letter B is written on the document. (B for “bought” maybe?) My theory is: what if Eden worked at the docks at one point and found a younger PC in the cargo. It’s possible there’s some illegal child trade or human trafficking happening in the town (considering the underground brothel exists, I don’t think it’s a far-fetched theory, but I know Vrel has a strict 18+ rule.), hence why the secret documents and secret tunnel exist. Eden may have found PC. That’s probably why they’re so convinced they’re meant to be PC’s protector.
I don’t believe anything is confirmed about PC’s past. So, if my theory were true, I can imagine PC may have tried to read things when they had just woken up and maybe struggled, one such thing being a random fishing magazine they swiped at the docks. Maybe Eden read it to PC, and PC gave it to them or forgot about it when Eden took them to the orphanage. If Eden is around 25, which I believe is what Vrel said, he could’ve been a teenager at the time and PC would’ve been a pre-teen since they’re 18 in-game.
I also have a theory, if PC is a reincarnation or time traveler as many theories suggest, maybe they traveled through and emerged from the lake. Eden might have found PC reading a random fishing magazine they found on fishing rock.
Sorry this message is so long, I just had to let this all out because it has been bothering me, and I’ve noticed Eden rescues PC like… A LOT so I imagined this scenario. I’m probably looking too much into it, but it’s a fun what-if to think about!
Hey! I really don't mind long posts like this- I love them actually, they're so fun to read so thank you for taking the time to write it all!
First up, I want to comment on Eden's age - they're mid to late 30s (same as Bailey) and old enough to be PC's dad. PC, at the start of the game, has just turned 18. Judging by how Vrel has said Eden dropped out of school before they could graduate and had very few jobs before entering the forest, I believe Eden was out of town before PC was even born.
So far the only thing that's been commented on in terms of PC's past is that Bailey might have known their parents (but I can't find the screenshot where this is said).
The reason I 100% think the old friend is Bailey (in terms of the magazine) is with all of the evidence that we have that the two genuinely share a bond (or shared, it seems some resentment has built on Bailey's side).
As for Ivory Wraith... its so hard to say with them. That scene makes it seem as though PC isn't included in what they're talking about - maybe it's to do with someone Eden used to be friends with who has changed and become a new person? Like Bailey's aforementioned complicated feelings?
So yeah, I don't believe that Eden and PC have met before. I think Eden's need to protect them comes from a place of "Oh shit I used to be like that." Eden, if they were an orphan, sees themself in PC and it kicks them into possessive big bear mode.
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mydemonsdrivealimo · 2 months ago
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Please tell us how when why and where Bryce fell in love with Jensen if you haven’t already
ive talked ab it in bits and pieces but not cohesively (i don't think at least)
when/where: bryce has been in love w jensen since the wedding in book 3 ("but that's so long!! he should've fallen in love in book 1 two minutes after they met!!" no actually he's demiro. and im right. thanks.)
as for the why: i think bryce was the type to go to weddings w a different date every single time, like def a running joke w his friends, but during that wedding he and jensen Didnt go as dates. but at the same time it's always been implied that they were together. like it's a casually known secret. but there wasn't any pressure for him to clarify that, or spend all his time w jensen, or intentionally make an effort to be WITH jensen. he got to do what he wanted and he could go to jensen whenever he had time or wanted to. it was completely of his own volition and there was no pressure at all, which is not how he had experienced relationships before
as for the how: bryce falling for jensen was actually a Very messy process. bryce is demiro and he'd never Actually been in love before, and bryce is also really bad at accepting that he does not immediately understand/is not immediately good at everything.
so then whenever he sees jensen his heart is beating faster and whenever he's Not w jensen he's thinking ab him. constantly. what if i see him? would he like this outfit? would he think it's stupid? whats he doing right now? maybe he'd want to hang out later? he's obsessing over him and it's freaking him tf out bc wdym. he's never done this w anyone. he's never been nervous around anyone before.
so naturally he starts avoiding jensen. he thinks he's losing his mind and what if hes actually an obsessive murder? do normal people feel like this? well he's never felt like this so it can't be normal right. right.
after a week or two of that (post wedding) jensen comes to see him. now i have a more extended version of this headcanon, but all you need to know is that bryce hit a pretty rough depressive episode around this time (he was avoiding jensen and therefore the friend group, and when he did see them they were talking ab their plans after boards, aka leaving, and bryce was not coping well. bryce also has dysthymia in my hc so. also being home was harder than he'd like to admit. basically a lot of stuff all at once). jensen didn't pressure him to say anything, literally just silently came in and started cleaning up and helping him out without question. he made him dinner and silently sat down next to him to eat and watch whatever movie bryce had playing.
no question, no pressure, no expectations at all. and it had always been like that. they could go somewhere as dates or not and it wouldn't really change at all. bryce didn't have to clarify or correct himself or elaborate. jensen just Got It and never had to ask for more than that
now I could keep going onto how bryce gets to the point of telling jensen he loves him, but that's not for a while and surprise this is already 9 pages long. but if you want feel free to send a follow up ask
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unofficially-ace · 3 months ago
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Ivypool’s Heart liveblog yay
So far really enjoying this book, the prologue slapped and I actually feel a sense of mystery with this vision. Even though it’s a travelling book I’m still excited for it
If there’s one thing the Erins can actually write well it’s grief, and they’ve got a lot to play with in this book
The travelling gang is so fun, love all of these guys
Chapter 4 genuinely almost made me tear up, Ivypool and Icewing bonding over their shared grief just got to me ok
Honestly if Rootspring gets with Wrenflight by the end of the book I’ll scream
Ivypool why would you antagonise cats who are giving you information…literally so stupid
Beach the MILF hunter
I’m gonna need everyone to stop hating on the Sisters right now omg they literally have the most interesting culture out of everyone
Aughhhh I’m sick of the Clan cats always being in the right stop trying to make everyone into a Clan!!!! Let them be different I beg
Slate and Beach are basically incompetent uni students and I love them so much, they’re so silly
Why are they giving romance advice to these random guys what is this book
If the Sisters have no fans I am dead
Why do they also call humans ‘Twolegs’ and housecats ‘kittypets’ though…especially when Slate and Beach called them Twopaws earlier??? And greencough???? Why can’t they have different words for things oh my godddd
Warrior cats vs seagulls let’s goooo
Why do they feel the need to explain past plot points to me whenever they come up. I promise I didn’t start reading warrior cats at Ivypool’s Heart
Best part of warrior cats hands down is the attempt to describe human things in the way cats would. Erins when they have to describe a sandwich
I can’t picture this cliff/lake/beach combo for the life of me
Another Jake? Were no other names available?
The cats go to a zoo!
I need to know what type of wildcats these are, are they going to destroy the ecosystem if they’re released
Oh joy, I love retconned lore, welcome to the party Stormclan
If you took a shot every time Ivypool says “Run!” you would be dead
Why are the cats gendering the humans? How do they have any concept of human sex/gender?
Why is there a map at the front of the book that pretty much spoils the whole plot…I mean it’s pretty helpful because I haven’t been able to picture this journey at all but still
TARDIS tree
THE GANG DOES TIME TRAVEL?
This feels like a fanfiction, who tf let their OCs into warrior cats
You’re telling me two whole clans were combined and then left the territories and nobody in Starclan remembers this???? And it was never brought up before?
My enjoyment for this book is rapidly decreasing
This feels like if Once Upon A Time did Warrior Cats
Also we literally had this clan combination plot happen in VOTS are the erins lurking on minecraft roleplay servers or something
At least the characters also think it’s wild that this was all forgotten so I hope we get some answers
Rootspring tries to eat a poisonous jellyfish and fucking dies /j
Power duo Ivypool and Icewing let’s gooo
Ivypool your lesbian is showing
Criteria for any female character in this book is that you have to have at least one dead child (unless you’re Whistlepaw)
I do like the idea that double dead spirits become part of the real world, at least we finally have some explanation for where all these forgotten cats are, but does that also count for the evil guys?
There is literally no good reason for the elders to not believe them are you serious
The river of spirits…yet another lore drop that should’ve been extremely important and relevant before this, and yet this is the first time we’re hearing about it
Wtf is tallstar doing here
If all living cats forgetting someone causes Starclan to forget them too, I feel like there should be far less cats in Starclan
Cats can just be re-remembered back into existence????
Okayyyy overall thoughts: I think it was generally a good book by warriors standards, the character growth was done really well, but aughhhh the retconned lore changes physically pain me and I will not accept Stormclan as canon thank you
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ac-liveblogs · 1 year ago
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Hi, this is FGO recent player + Genshin disillusioned anon! I finished Camelot a few days ago & I can’t help but compare how Camelot vs Sumeru uses allies. In Camelot, our allies have personal reason to oppose Lion King, reflected in their decision. Not so much in Sumeru. It reads less of “we save Nahida because of personal belief/reason” and more of “we save Nahida because She Is Right.” I haven’t bought its emotional beat the first time but comparing them highlights Genshin Writing Issue (1/2)
What FGO is doing here is pretty much Basic Writing 101 but Genshin does not even do that? An attempt was barely made, and that’s me being generous. I want to be interested in the characters but the game does not even give a shit. And fandom eats that? I do not get it, at all, and I wish fandom actually scrutinizes the writing harder. (As a sidenote, I know Camelot is great and I have seen the full game playthrough before but playing the entire story is an emotional ride! Bedi ;;__;;) (2/2)
BEDI………… 🤝🤝🤝 He's so great. I loved the Camelot chapter, it was the one that made me sit up and go "!!??" for the first time. Nasu's chapters haven't let me down a single time since then. I'm glad you're still enjoying yourself :) Babylonia is a real doozy heheh
But yeah, the thing is… I don't think anyone working on Genshin KNOWS Basic Writing 101? Or at the very least, they know Of it but not how to Do it. Like, it does feel like they're learning lessons as they go. They're learning the sorts of things they SHOULD be including, like having characters Talk To Each Other in meaningful ways, or actually bothering to get you attached to characters before trying to make you feel bad for them, making sure the playable characters are in the story and At Least Do Something... and they even finally apparently listened to my cries and actually wrote an investigation phase into their mystery storyline (resulting in the worst detective work I have ever seen in any story, ever. My standards are exceptionally low on that btw. I have seen a lot of Noddy, Toyland Detective.)
I just don't think they understand how story structure, character arcs or, heck Ace Attorney trials work before they start trying to produce or replicate them. They know what they like and the story they want to tell but not how to tell it. I think that's why they're so much more comfortable writing all the cool stuff into the lore dumps than the main storyline; books and artifact lore and letters are a lot easier to write than any of the things IN those books, artifact lore or letters. And I think that's because even if they do have writers, the ones they have are amateurs, and whoever's in charge of supervising/editing their work has no idea what they're doing!
I think HYV is finally starting to recognise their own weaknesses, because… okay, it might just be me, but doesn't it seem like Genshin's side characters have been getting more mundane? I think they've finally started to recognise that if they put Too Much Cool Stuff into a character's backstory, players will eventually expect them to actually follow through and they backed TF off real quick. Diluc and Kaeya's Literally Everything, Albedo 'destroying Mondstadt', Xiao Fighting Ancient God Ghosts, Beidou vs The Sea Monster She Killed And Won't Let Anyone Forget About, the bizarre personality traits originally imbued into the 4star characters…. doesn't it feel like Genshin's avoided writing things like that into its new characters?
The "shove all the relevant information into their backstory" game point blank refused to engage with Collei's backstory or offer any insight into Why Cyno Is Like That in their LORE, let alone the main story. Let alone the main story it should be suuuuuper relevant to. No one has any out there character quirks and there sure doesn't seem to be any implication that anyone is doing any Really Cool Dramatic Fights off-screen anymore, because the players might expect you to actually write those things!
Suffice to say that I am very curious how Lyney & Lynette's storyline will be handled going forward because it really feels like Genshin is afraid of their own cast.
Obviously, FGO doesn't have any of these issues. It's written by actual professional writers that can like, write. Even when they screw up, the structure of the story they're telling is still sound because they know how narrative structure is supposed to work. It's just that… Nasu is SUCH a technically skilled writer that he nails everything Genshin fucks up so cleanly it damns Genshin by comparison. It is especially fun to compare Inazuma to Lostbelt 6 because they have enough superficial plot similarities that make Inazuma's failings shine bright as day.
I think people are happy accepting it because uhhhh Genshin is played by a) a lot of casuals and b) meta-fans and c) lore nerds and that means that people often just accept the story for what it pretends to be instead of scrutinising it for what it is. I get that, sometimes I just wanna turn my brain off and only half pay attention to a story I'm reading and I definitely have a threshold for bullshit I'm willing to accept. Genshin just… even when I'm trying to be charitable, it always punches through all the allowances I'm giving it…
I think some people also just enjoy taking the character prompts and filling in the gaps themselves, rather than have the story do it for them, or that also low-stakes fantasy feel good fluff is appealing sometimes (and Genshin is definitely more comfortable trying to write that). On the other hand, I feel like I see people "filling in the gaps" for the story with stuff that isn't there, like their mind is auto-filling the missing parts of the story or linking up themes/information in ways that SEEM logical but aren't actually the case....
I've seen a lot of predictions or comments about the Oratrice that don't like up with canon, for example. But given the story that Genshin started setting up in Fontaine, those predictions/comments feel like the logical path the story regarding the Oratrice should be taking... or, you know, all the character arcs Genshin tried to write, I think there was a lot of 'filling the gaps' on some of the details of those!
Anyway, glad to hear from you again! I hope you keep enjoying FGO :) Just, uh, maybe skip through Agartha.
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“I’ve been carrying it around for two weeks trying to think of a creative way to ask you to be my valentine and I still haven’t come up with anything. Soooooo, Y/N, will you be my valentine?”Awwww 🥹 baby Jack rlly has a special place in my heart
Just then you heard commotion behind you and turned around to see Urban, Quiiso, Shloob, and Ace with Urban holding his phone up to record Jack asking you. Broo js has no respect for privacy 😭
“Baby, why do you keep looking at me like you want to kill me?” Jack asked while making sure he was across the room just in case you wanted to throw something. Cause maybe she do🙄
“JACKMAN, I AM CARRYING THREE OF YOUR CHILDREN SO EXCUSE ME IF I GET A LITTLE EMOTIONAL!” Why tf did I forget she was prego 😭
“Oh wow, this is such a surprise! This is just so unexpected and I… I just don’t know what to say!” You said while getting a startled look on your face. Somebody come get this girl an Emmy. CAUSE BBYYYY this performance & switch of emotion is js gold 😭 🤗
“Oh did I say Clay? I meant Dua.” AHHHHH 💀 She wanted to be asked just to say no…..mood 🫡
“Just playing with you, baby. Of course I’ll be your valentine. Forever and ever and ever.” You said while leaning up to kiss him and he eagerly kissed you back. Ohh wowwww I was played 😔
Jack slid you off of his lap and went into the kitchen as you continued to eat your chocolate that Dua not Clay bought for you, but Jack didn’t need to know thatOKAY SEE I knew Dua was gonna do something, it would be off brand of her if she didn’t 😭
“Babe, not again. You have always cried easily, but now that you’re pregnant, it’s even worse. You cried because I put on your pink fluffy socks as you were telling me thank you last night.”AND WHATS WRONG WIT THAT?!?! She’s js expressing her thankfulness for you
and SPOILED(mAND WHOS FAULT IS THAT?!? All u do is spoil her, so what do you expect 🤷🏽‍♀️
quiiso: jack been going all out for valentine's day every single year. every time I think he can't top the year before he does As he should 🤭😌
yungskylark: can we collectively all say to count us in lol Yes & count me in as well 😘
y/ninsta: danivalentine again?! 2forwoyne DON'T TOUCH THE PIE OR THE WHIPPED CREAM THAT GOES WITH IT Ohh I didn’t know yo name was Pie now 🙃
DO NOT READ PAST THIS POINT IF YOU ARE NOT 18+ AHHHH LET THE NASTY SHIT BEGIN 🤭😏….
Baby Jack is the absolute cutest and I melt every time I write him lol
PG and privacy? Yeah issa no. Been there since the beginning of that relationship and they aren't going anywhere lmao
She is so incredibly spoiled that it's not even funny. People get on Jack and think it's primarily his fault (it is) but you have to look at evveryone around her too lmao
Her crying gets worse as the pregnancy goes on lmao
They all spoil her to a certain extent and have done it ever since she was younger
Quiiso always getting her milkshakes
Dani is her big sister so she gets her literally anything she wants
Don't get me started on Urban
But Jack is definitely the worst one out of everybody lmao
In one of the au's it's mentioned how she's even spoiled by Neelam
She has everyone wrapped around her finger lmaoooo
And you know Dua is always going to have to make an appearance or she's mentioned lmao
And we all know what that whipped cream was going to be used for 😏😏😏😏😏
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Okay so we moved in with my parents to save money and because the market is insane rn. Then it turned out my grandmother couldn’t be independent anymore so my parents moved her down and are living in a house locally with her. Me and my partner were left in charge of my parents house and take care of their dog and two cats.
Within a month of us having the house to ourselves, my brother decides to move back from GA to “save money for a house”
The problem is that he is so ADD (unmedicated) he leaves a trail of chaos everywhere he goes. He’s like Taz from looney tunes. When he cooks he uses every pot/pan/dish in the house then leaves them sit. Will leave food out so the cats get into it(the cats even smashed a casserole dish he left out.) He feeds the pets people food when I’ve worked so hard to get them to eat their own food. Doors get left open and unlocked when he leaves to go somewhere. Several times the back door was left open so the dog got outside but couldn’t get back in when it was 20 degrees out. I did NOT sign up to be my brothers handler.
Then his gf comes to visit with her crazy untrained dog. Our animals stay stressed when her dog is around. They won’t eat, the cats stay hidden, the cats have been have diarrhea because they’re so stressed out. If her dog is allowed to roam the house he has “accidents” on the carpet constantly. I have worked very hard to keep my parents house clean, not smelling like animals, and getting it organized. So much for that. Right before she came for the holidays my brother told me she quit her job now only does door dash. Great there is no hard fast deadline for her to leave now. She came the Wednesday before Christmas. First I was told she was leaving new years weekend, then I was told she was leaving today 1/2/23 but now she’s not going until tomorrow🤷🏼‍♀️ I asked my brother point blank if she was going to show up and never leave. He assured me she would never stay past her welcome. But here we are. My partner and I are back to work and so is my brother. She is still here. I’m going insane. She nice enough but I want my space and my routine back! The animals I am responsible for are constantly in a state of stress and I haven’t been able to 100% relax since she’s been here. How tf do I kick someone out without causing and international incident?!? Was legit in tears from stress at work when I found out the departure date changed again.
I swear when we eventually get our own place I’m never having guests over. Everyone who wants to visit will have to get a hotel. Fuck this shit! Any guest after she finally leaves will not be allowed to show up without prior approved check in and check out dates.
I just don’t understand why common courtesy is so often ignored or disregarded.
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nj-in · 4 months ago
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yeah so 😛
tbh this is a (very fucking long holy shit) kinda silly vent post cause I don’t feel like eating but I also haven’t even eaten since lunch and it’s 10 at night
honestly it’s kinda cringe and partially ranting about my shitty art don’t read if you don’t want to ig
I think I’m a workaholic and it’s probably not healthy but I need something to do all the time. I’m a writer/artist, and I’m constantly working and shit just for fun but I’m not sure if it’s worth it if my efforts aren’t recognized or even seen by others.
(This is already getting depressing lol)
Oh yeah main point: I’m either mentally exhausted or I’m just weird cause of my eating habits. Like, why tf am I already full after eating 2 bites of my meal?? Even I can tell that I should be able to finish it all if people around me can too.
Art as well (connecting to the workaholic point above). I’m always doing art, and when I really do feel like it, I can literally just spend hours, no eating, drinking water or other shit, and just draw. But like, I’m not really a big artist. Yes, sometimes people see my work, and are probably like ‘That’s cool 🤷’ but does that mean it’s good or what babe 😔
Art for me, I spend a lot of my time on it and stuff, so when my shitty 20 minute doodles do better than my other works, it kinda sucks, knowing that I get more recognition for my quick things than the other things that I spend more time on.
There’s also like insecurities and stuff I have about my stuff, since there are so many people better than me at art, and some of them have been doing it for a shorter period of time and are just way better than I am. Like, I know some kinds of comparison are just unhealthy (making you feel bad about yourself and doubting your worth and your ability ) but I think it’s kinda becoming a problem for me.
Some people learn quicker, and I am not one of them tbh. It’s great if you can become a good artist within a short amount of time, but I guess I’m just salty about how I suck at art and stuff compared to others 💀
like, I wish that I could be someone memorable, not like a bug you saw once and killed then forgot about. For another post, I talked about my phobia (being forgotten), and it kinda resonates here but not at the same time.
if my stuff doesn’t leave an impact, how am I supposed to know if you remember it or not? If my work isn’t worth remembering, it means that I need to improve, or that I need to just get some balls and grow up, which is relevant to this point 😛
If you saw my art or one of my posts, then just forgot about it and never remembered again, doesn’t that mean I’m just some random person on the internet? I know you’d die normally without knowing if I’m alive or not, and I respect that.
I’m not memorable, I’m not special, I’m not even that good at art tbh.
I just hope that I can at least try be someone to be remembered, to have someone know I at least existed, even if nobody else cares. And I hope my dumb eating problems and my workaholic brain and my mental health is chiller in the future idk.
thank you a lot for taking the time listening to me talk. Really. I love you and I hope you have a great life, even if this is the only post you’ve ever seen from me ❤️
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spicyicymeloncat · 2 years ago
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Crystalised part 2 ep 17 spoilers
GUESS WHOS BACK
Oh heyyyy it’s out in English (quality’s shakey but I don’t care at this point)
VILLAINS REALLY JUST BE SPINNING LLOYD. Isn’t he getting blood rushing to his head by now? Or neck ache?
The overlord looks like a fuzzy lion tbh. Like the shape. Actually he’s giving me fnaf freddy vibes. I haven’t scene a lot of fnaf tho
Overlord rlly be like, first I gotta accessories these bitches. The overlord is that meme where
Council: bye overlord we’re gonna take over the world!
Overlord: not looking like that you aren’t
Council: better?
Overlord: yass bitch slay
(I don’t remember how it goes)
Wow these guys sure know etiquette. Always remember to say please and thank you when the embodiment of evil hands you the weapons of god
Overlord: “yeah I guess I was trying to impress you like oh my god I’m just trying out my fashion career why are you so judgey im gonna cry I don’t wanna take over the world I just wanna start up my fashion business and I needed the golden weapons as the perfect accessories the catchphrase to my line up is “we put the slay in slayyy queeen” ahhhh”
Overlord: “was that not cool for you?? I’m also renovating, I’m gonna float my castle please tell me it’s cool also can you please look at my Lego army I forced Harumi to build out of Lego for me and please no mean comments I’m insecure 👉👈”
Actually love how the overlord has insecure vibes I mean he literally forced pythor to eat him just so the robots wouldn’t judge him yknow
THE COUNCIL REALLY JUST BEING MORAL EMOTIONAL SUPPORT THEYRE LIKE “ITS OKAY OVERLORD WE THINK UR COOL”
Wow okay aspheera really said fuck you vangelis btw did you I’m really cool and awesome. Like what tf did vangelis do man he was just standing there only to get absolutely slammed by aspheera man
Ohh yeah. Anti monarchist mechanic for real. Amazing. The overlord (the Crystal king) didn’t comment on it, but he was like bestie I’m right here
Everyone’s relationship with royalty is great
Pythor: became king through legal serpentine conventions (also lost the crown legally since he was proclaimed dead)
Aspheera: overthrew the emperor illegally and reinstated herself as empress
Vangelis: got overthrown himself
Harumi: legally was princess but overthrew her parents to reinstate someone else as emperor
Mechanic: anti monarchist
Mr F: literally just some guy
The Crystal king: what is he even king of? Is it just an empty title
Harumi internally: I’m beginning to sense a pattern in me resurrecting bad guys being a bad idea
Honestly Lloyd is such a king, he’s so sassy when like he thinks all his friends are dead, he’s in a room filled with all his trauma being confronted by the guy who possessed his father, uncle and killed zane. Damn he really chose sass instead of sad
The overlord really was like “choice number 3 🥺” sorry I can’t get baby boy puppy dog ck out of my head
Lloyd was like “great chat guys, *knocks over temple* imma head out now lol” yesss king!
Vangelis: oh yeah I can fly whOOP
That was such a cool scene but vangelis really got hit by random vengestone. He scored a nat 1 on his dexterity check
They’re like elementary schoolers “yes Lord!”
Istg Harumi now you choose to care about Lloyd. “Now he has no family (I killed them) he’s just like me and I sympathise!” Bestieeeee wtf. Can we pretend that that’s what ck said (yeah I’m calling the overlord Crystal king ck now lol)
Lloyd “I’m fucking lost :]”
“Ninja can’t fly” *coughs* airjitsu *coughs more* *dies of coughing fit*
Crystalised ice shuriken is so cool. But mr f said he prefers GUN
Vangelis and Mechanic completely ruining Pythor’s moment and it’s better bc they literally do not have any personal connections with Lloyd pffft
Oh my fucking got WHO IN THE CRYSTAL C*CK HAS THE BRAIN CELL TODAY BECAUSE ITS SHARED AND IT HAS BEEN LOST YALL YOU GUYS DID A SMALL BRAIN
Harumi has the brain cell too bad she also suddenly has emotions now too
Yeah team Crystal c*ck definitely left the brain cell at home, guys why did no one notice Harumi leave??
Woah it’s super convenient that this castle is fitted with automatic doors that don’t turn off when they have a security breach. I see the overlord really does value style over sense
The entirety of the c*ck squad shaking their heads “straight people…” (sorry for making an explicitly llorumi joke we don’t ship it here bc incest??? I just wanted to point out that I think the c*ck squad hates straight ppl. Also yes the council are all gay)
Tbh the impact of hitting the water from that height should have shattered their skulls. Luckily Lloyd is playing by minecraft logic
Aspheera: jump after them
Vangelis: *can fly*
Also vangelis: *fucking leaves*
Lloyd carrying around Harumi, a deadweight in the water, just like how he carries harumi, a deadweight to his emotional health
Lava 👀
Wu: “guys I have a plan but it’s illegal”
Everyone: “hell yeah fuck the police”
Ik it looks like I just made fun of the Crystal king and co for 10 minutes (Tbf I did) but none of that is complaints this so great, and honestly I enjoyed this, it was amazing. Im here for quirky gay legos in hot pink and vivid purple and that’s what I got hell yeah. Also crimeboss Wu appreciation
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realcube · 4 years ago
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moan in their ear prank with bnha boys 🎵
navi | taglist | masterlist 
all characters aged up!
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characters: kirishima, bakugo, hawks & dabi
content warning: heavy sexual references, swearing, choking - minors dni
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eijiro kirishima
♡ you were just sitting next to kirishima on couch and then the idea just popped into your head so you just leaned in and..did it
♡ i mean, y’all were in the privacy of your own home and you decided against filming it so what was the worst that could happen ?
♡ he faltered and his eyes popped out of their sockets for a moment-
♡ but then he was like..no...my precious, innocent, sweet, angel s/o would NEVER moan in my ear like that...i must’ve just misheard them
♡ so he felt really bad for a second for mishearing what you said as a moan so he’d turn to look at you with a trembling jaw like, ‘uh- what was that, babe?’
♡ RETRGFYUIKJH mans just gave you permission to lean in and do it again !!!
♡ so you did 
♡ and this time his heart literally skipped a beat bc in his mind he just realised that...oh, my precious, innocent, sweet, angel s/o would moan in my ear like we’re in a porno
♡ he wasn’t ready to accept that fact yet though so he finally choked out his final inquiry, ‘is there something wrong with your throat, baby? do you want me to get you some soothers?’
♡ although that may seem like a kind, caring offer, the sinister and condescending tone in his voice suggested otherwise - he literally just wanted you to tell him that you didn’t moan in his ear like a hoe....
♡ ‘there’s nothing wrong with my throat, kiri.’ you couldn’t help but sigh at how oblivious he was acting, ‘do you want me to do it again?~’ you cooed upon noticing his eyebrows furrowing slowly.
♡ as much as kirishima wanted to pound you till you’re crying for flustering him like that, he forced himself to suppress said urges and instead just crack a honeyed smile, ‘maybe save those beautiful sounds for bed, hm?’
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♡ geez you must have some balls if you are willing to try this prank on bakugo
♡ but you don’t even bother try record it bc you know that your phone will be blown to smithereens 
♡ plus, his reaction is for your entertainment only :)
♡ so you approach him at his desk while he is doing paperwork and ruffle his hair like you usually do before leaning down to his ear - except this time, instead muttering something supportive like ‘your doing such a good job, baby’ or ‘shall i cut you some fruit?’, you just moan in the most pornographic way possible
♡ the pen he was holding exploded and ink went every where
♡ he literally just stared into the void for a moment to process what just happened before turning to you and barking profanities, ‘what the fuck was that?! are we living in a porno now?! how damaged is your tiny, little pea br--’
♡ honestly, he wasn’t even mad at you for the action of moaning
♡ he was just mad that you were able to incite a reaction from him - that you were clearly amused by - and how said reaction leaded to him breaking his favourite pen and getting ink all over himself, the wall and the documents he was working on 
♡ at this point, you kinda zoned him out until he nudged your shoulder, asking if you were even listening to him, to which you responded, ‘you’re so rude, bakugo. it was just a little prank. it’s not my fault that you have pen-breaking issues.’
♡ RGFDDTYHGH that only made it worse
♡ not only did you have the audacity to moan in his ear like you were some slut, but now you were calling him by his second name as if y’all haven’t been married for the last two years! like bitch- that’s your second name too now!
♡ you swiftly turned around to leave the room in a huff (to get a cloth in order to clean the mess bakugo made) but he made the mistake of grabbing your shoulder and spinning you around so you could lay your eyes on his bright red face and throbbing erection
♡ ‘who the fuck are you calling ‘bakugo’?! why the hell did i pay for an expensive ass ring if you’re just going to call me ‘bakug--HEY STOP STARING AT MY DICK WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?’
♡ anyway *cue rough angry sex*
♡ also y’all are both rich asf so the ink on the walls weren’t really a problem- you just said fuck it and bought a new house 
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♡  y’all prank each other all the time tbh so he’s developed somewhat of an immunity by now
♡ toothpaste oreos he literally smelt it out
♡ when you said another guys’ name in bed he simply fucked you silly till you couldn’t talk anymore <3
♡ and the ‘you could’ve been nicer to me today’ thing, he literally just flipped you of bc hE KNEW IT WAS A PRANK ><
♡ however, he has to admit, you really got him with this one 😳
♡ partially bc he thought you had retired form trying to prank him due to your past failed attempts so this one really came out of no where and caught him off-guard 
♡ which was exactly your plan from the beginning 😈
♡ so you were just sitting across from him at the dinner table, (except he was the only one eating - you just liked to accompany him) scrolling when a tiktok popped up of a girl trying the prank on her girlfriend and you knew it must’ve been a sign from god that you NEED to do this prank on him
♡ so you got up from your chair and casually walked by him to head to your bedroom but not without leaning in to moan in his ear first 
♡ BUT OBVIOUSLY YOU DID NOT THINK IT THROUGH BC HE WAS EATING CHICKEN NUGGETS AND HE STARTED COUGHING AND SPLUTTERING ALL OVER THE PLACE AND AT FIRST YOU THOUGHT IT WAS FROM SHOCK BUT THEN YOU NOTICED HE WAS LITERALLY CHOKING 
♡ luckily your support course education came in handy and you successfully performed the heimlich maneuver on him 
♡ bitch he was scarred for life after that 
♡ he heard the sounds of an angel ring in his ear and he wasn’t sure if that was you or the ones from heaven that he was boutta meet 
♡ he just kinda just that there are stared into the void like ◉_◉ for an hour after that tbh 
♡ revaluating ALL his life choices
♡ and you thought it was best to just...leave him be 
♡ but anyway once his little crisis was over he blew your back out lol ✨💗
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♡ he’s the only one that’d be chill about it tgfgfhujhnvb
♡ you probably had the idea lingering at the back of your mind and just decided to try it out today bc yk why tf not 
♡ so you crept up behind him while he was sitting on the couch, scrolling through his phone and just did the most anime girl moan you could muster
♡ he’d maybe chuckle if your anime girl impression was pretty accurate but besides that he’d just be like ‘eh, what was that? are you horny? bc you know if you’re horny i’m going to do something about it.’
♡ any excuse to smash
♡ he’d do it on the LOV couch as well he really has no shame 
♡ though on the outside he may look like :/ on the inside he is definitely :)
♡ just bc he is like ‘awh my bbg is actually being forward for once, good for them’ 
♡ and if you are not dtf or pretend then he’ll literally be so confused like ???huh????why would you moan then???? like how dare you???? you did this...for what????
♡ ugh fine he’ll take your cuddles instead 🙄 it’s not like he really really likes them and adores the way your hair smells or anything
♡ but if you let him hit then like tell shiggy that you won't be able to do any villain work in advance bc you won't be able to walk properly for a week after that
♡ he ain’t holding back this time either bc you’re clearly desperate for him
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dont-call-me-baby-posts · 3 years ago
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omg woman just kill me at this point i love bobh literally sm tf
AJSHFDAJKSDH Thank you thank you thank you :( ilysm thank you.
here's a little bonus I wrote. Its inspired by First Love/Late Spring by Mitski.
ALSO this one talks more about that period right before Anders went to rehab so tw.
October, after the party.
Harry: Hi, it’s Harry.
Anders: ???? what’s up man
Harry: I was just wondering if you’ve spoken to Y/N recently.
Anders: yeah she’s here
Harry: ?
Anders: have you not talked to her?
Harry: I haven’t. Is she doing okay?
Anders: she’s good man
Harry: Is she eating enough?
Anders: I think so
Anders: I haven’t been fuckin monitoring her or anything idk
Harry: Sometimes she forgets is all. I know you aren’t with her all the time but when you see her maybe you could just ask and make sure.
Anders: sure man
Anders: she’s staying here for a while so I’ll keep an eye on it fr. You good?
Harry: What do you mean she’s staying with you?
Anders: uhhhhhh ???? nvm I didn’t say that
Harry: She’s staying at your apartment?
Anders: I didn’t say that.
Harry: Is she?
Anders: look I like you and all but I don’t think I should be telling you anything that she might not want you to know
Anders: she doesn’t want to stay with logan, that’s it. fr.
Harry: They haven’t made up yet?
Anders: nah she’s all fucked up over it
Anders: I don’t blame her tho christians a lil bitch boy I wouldn’t trust anybody who fucked him lmaooo
Harry: It just doesn’t seem like her.
Harry: Anyway, I just wanted to check in. Thanks.
Anders: np bro. You good?
Harry: I’m fine, thanks.
Harry: Also just so we’re clear the only reason I didn’t know she was staying there is because I haven’t asked. She would have told me if I asked.
Anders: ok?
Anders: ask her then? she’s fucked up she would probably appreciate a text or something. like she’s not good man and Im fucked off these pain meds so I can’t really help with whatever is going on here with you guys
Harry: She’ll be okay. Just make sure she’s eating something.
Harry: Also I’m sorry about your nose.
Anders: LMAO it’s all good man I look cool as fuck. And the pain meds work great 👌
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Harry: Hey it’s Harry.
Anders: why do you text like that?
Anders: business email ass vibes bro you act like I haven’t seen you cry lmaooooo
Harry: How is Y/N doing?
Harry: Also okay?? Seems unnecessary.
Anders: I probably shouldn’t say man it feels like this isn’t my business.
Anders: And it’s true so wym?
Harry: I just want to make sure she’s okay.
Anders: so fuckin text her man
Anders: shes fine. I think she misses you but I haven’t asked.
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Harry: hey
Anders: woah buddy did we drop the formal greetings? what’s up?
Harry: is Y/N still there?
Anders: ya
Harry: ok and??
Anders: and what? Text her.
Harry: dude it’s not that simple. you were there at the party weren’t you? You know I can’t just text her.
Anders: idk man seems like she’d answer
Harry: can you just tell me how she is? Is she okay?
Anders: she’s fine. Got a new hotter bf too. Waaaaay hotter than you If you can believe it
Harry: brooo I’m serious Is she okay?
Anders: “brooo” 🙊 awww
Anders: she’s good man I promise
Harry: that’s great. sorry for pestering you.
Anders: Id rather you pester Y/N but I don’t mind lol. I know it’s not my business but you should think about calling her or something
Harry: Mate I can’t do that. Fucks sake man.
Harry: sorry I just can’t. I’m glad she’s ok though.
Anders: “mate” Stop it I’m blushing!!! 🥰
Anders: you’re british like fr fr that’s actually kind of sick
Harry: thanks a bunch mate means a lot
///
Harry: heeeey buddy how’s Y/N?
Anders: I’m gonna block ur number
Anders: every time you text me I feel like you’re gonna threaten me or something
Harry: why would I do that?
Anders: you have a threatening aura
Harry: no I don’t ???
Anders: how would u know if you did? You can’t experience your own aura bro sorry to break it to you
Anders: at this point I’d rather you just come to my house and kill me ur stressing me out. the vibes are sinister bro
Harry: how is Y/N?
Harry: also that’s so mean??
Anders: don’t know.
Harry: what do you mean you don’t know?
Harry: did she leave?
Anders: not saying. you can call her if you want to know sorry pal.
Harry: no seriously is she okay?
Anders: no seriously I’m not telling you. 🤷‍♀️
Harry: ? Im not trying to be weird I just want to know that she’s alive
Anders: hop on Twitter sis
Anders: try the trending tab idk
Anders: or you could fucking text her yourself 🤷‍♀️ but you do you
Harry: whats going on? I thought we were good?
Harry: I figured Y/N might have said some stuff about me but we’re good right?
Anders: all she’s said to me is that you smell good and you like the notebook.
Harry: she said that?
Anders: I didn’t fuckin make it up????
Harry: when did she say that?
Anders: when we watched the movie what is the issue here?
Harry: you watched the notebook together?
Anders: i slept and she watched it. What is happening?
Harry: I just want to know if we’re good?
Anders: you tell me bro you’re the one with the beef not me
Harry: why would I have beef with you? All Im asking is if Y/N is okay.
Anders: and I’m not fucking tell you. Sorry but if you want to know then fucking call her.
Anders: bet you won’t 🤪 bitch
///
Harry: 🤠
Anders: yeehaw fucker I’m not telling u shit
Harry: I know
Anders: why text me then? Miss me?
Harry: how’s your nose ?
Anders: you gonna come kiss it better for me?
Harry: yeah is Y/N there?
Anders: not saying but I’m gonna tell her her man wants to kiss me owwwww 😛😛😛
Harry: her man???? I don’t know him
Anders: ouch
Harry: 😛 owwwww
///
Harry: heyy
Harry: heeyyy.
Harry: hello?
///
You hadn’t heard from Anders in weeks.
Everyone was sick of hearing about it, and no one seemed to be nearly as concerned as you were. Bethany brushed you off, saying he was “just as busy as you are, Peach!”. Logan tried to be sympathetic, but couldn't help much after the first dozen times you’d complained to her about it. “He probably just got sick of you. You’re always at his house.” She’d said the last time.
Something was wrong and you knew it, but you ignored it. You took everyone’s word for it, agreeing half-heartedly with them that he was probably fine.
So when he actually called you, your heart leapt in your chest. You nearly choked on it, springing off of Bethany’s couch and gesturing for her to be quiet. She made a face at you, (she was a Taurus, she couldn’t help it), but stayed quiet anyway.
“Hello?” You asked, unable to hide your nervous excitement. Your heart pounded as you waited for him to speak, pacing aimlessly around the office.
“Hey, uh, what are you doing?” He asked. He sounded kind of sleepy, or maybe drunk. “I need to talk to you.”
“I’m at the office right now but I can come over!” You offered, ignoring Bethany’s offended “hey!”. “Are you okay? I miss you.”
“I’m fine. I wrote you a song.”
You stopped walking, pulling a face you were sure wasn’t cute. “What?”
“Not, like, for you. For your album.” He clarified. He sounded fucked up, but it was a Friday so maybe he was just getting a head start on the weekend. “I’m gonna send it to you and you can record it and whatever. I made a demo and all that shit. Instrumental is done, too, for the most part.”
You were speechless for a second. “Why did you write a song for my album?”
“Fuck, Y/N, I don’t know. It was for mine, I guess, but I don’t feel like finishing it. It would be better if you sang it, anyway.” He explained. He seemed annoyed, and it honestly hurt your feelings. “It’s a good song. You’ll like it.”
“Okay…” You relented, trusting that he’d written something amazing. “Why don’t you just save it and record it later? Are you feeling okay?”
“I feel better than ever, actually. And if you don’t want it that’s fine, I just don’t want to fuck with it. Kind of over the whole album thing.”
“You’re over it?”
“Uh, yeah.” He said bluntly. “I don’t care if you record it or not, but I think it would sound really pretty if you did. Consider it a gift for being such a good friend.”
You were about to respond when he cut you off. “Actually, that’s not true what I said. About it being for my album, I mean. I really did just write it for you. It’s, y’know… suited for your voice or whatever. Had you in mind and all that.”
“Oh. That’s really nice, Anders.” You weren’t sure how to react. “You should’ve told me and we could’ve written something together.”
“Nah, I haven’t really been writing that much lately. I wrote it when you were staying here, actually, and I just finished the demo and all that so it’s ready if you want it.”
“I’ll listen to it. Can I come over and listen to it with you?”
You knew what was coming. “Not today. I’m, uh, kind of busy. Lots of shit to do.”
“Like what?”
“Like fucking your mom, ooooooh!” He giggled, the sound almost the same as it used to be, just a bit hollow now. “No but for real, we’ll hang out this week. Just not today.”
You knew you wouldn’t see him this week. He always promised you things like this and then forgot about it the next day.
“Okay. Well, I miss you. And I really hope you’re okay.”
Anders tried to laugh again. “I’m fiiiiiine, bro. What do you want me to say? I’m busy.”
“I just feel like you’re avoiding me…”
“I promise I’m not. I just- It’s nothing. Just don’t worry about me, okay?” He paused for a second. “You have other stuff to worry about other than me. More important stuff… You don’t need me.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Nothing. Don’t worry about it. I’ll see you later this week, okay?”
///
It took two full hours for Anders to actually send you the demo. You texted a few times asking for it, telling him again that he could talk to you if he needed something. He never responded, simply sending you the file after two entire hours had passed.
Logan had shown up at this point, both of you cuddled up on the couch with Bethany on the other end. Your work was done for the day, but you all just kind of hung back, chit chatting and making pointed jokes about all the talk show hosts you didn’t like. When the file finally came in, everyone was eager to hear it.
It was really, really good. And really different from what Anders normally wrote. You felt strangely flattered that he wrote it for you.
“It’s good.” Logan spoke first, shrugging. “Not as good as our songs but it’s good. I think you would smash it.”
Bethany nodded. Her glasses were slid into their usual position halfway down her nose. “It’s kind of sad.” She commented. “Did he just break up with someone? What’s going on with him?”
“He’s single.” You shrugged. “And I don’t know. It’s really good, it just-“
“Hits close to home?” Logan finished for you. “I say you record it. We all know Harry fuckin’ hates Anders’ guts, so what better way to get back at him?”
“I’m not trying to get back at anyone.” You frowned. Your brain tingled a bit at the suggestion, considering it for a guilty second. You were going to record it, but not for that reason. “It’s a good song… Can we not talk about Harry?”
“I'm just saying…”
You listened to it again, setting something up with Bethany to get into the studio on Sunday.
Once you’d gotten home, you sent Anders another message in your chain of unanswered texts.
Y/N: I really like the song! I’m recording it on Sunday. :)
Anders: :-)
Y/N: could you come do backing vocals for it if you have time?
Anders: I can’t on Sunday just use the vocals off the demo.
Y/N: okay! That’s fine.
Y/N: do you wanna do the guitar part?
Anders: Logan would fuckin kill it
Y/N: but I want you to do it
Y/N: please? It would mean a lot esp since you wrote it
Anders: you can use the demo besite
Y/N: ok! Text me if you change your mind, we can re-record everything
Anders: 👍
///
The black hole of the window where you sleep,
The night breeze carries something sweet,
A peach tree
Wild women don’t get the blues but I find that
Lately, I’ve been crying like a
Tall child
So please, hurry, leave me, I can’t breathe
Please don’t say you love me
One word from you and I would jump off of this ledge I’m on, baby
Tell me “don’t” so I can crawl back in…
///
The conversation with Anders left you feeling strange. It was the most you’d spoken to him in forever, and yet you felt no better about anything. And the more you thought about the song, the worse you felt.
You knew he didn’t write it about you, but it just felt so personal. It just fit too well. You listened to the demo, your own private single you knew the world would never hear in Anders’ voice, thinking of how much it hurt every time Harry tried telling you how much he loved you. You just wanted it all to stop, everything. It wasn’t fair how much everything hurt all the time. Every waking moment was a nightmare.
And then to have your best friend write you a song like this? It was great and you loved it but it only made you worry more. Surely a sad song here or there didn’t mean anything, you’d written plenty of sad songs of your own, but it still set an ache in your bones you couldn’t quite shake. But Anders was probably fine. He had to be.
///
Anders was not fine.
He spent all day fucked out of his mind and then stayed awake all night. He only ever went to the studio when he had to, not putting any extra effort into all of the things he’d been so excited to work on a few months ago.
He called Jena every day, but she wouldn’t fucking answer. He figured she was just as bad off as he was right now, spending her days doing nothing until they all mixed into one long, sad fucking blur. The longer he went without hearing from her, the angrier he got. He was angry about everything lately.
But fuck her. She could go enjoy her fucking boyfriends and her drugs and whatever the fuck else she had going on. If Anders wasn’t that important to her then so be it. He wasn’t that important to anyone.
He swore this to himself on a regular basis, but he didn’t mean it. If she had actually picked up the phone to answer him one singular time, Anders would’ve been toast. He would’ve done whatever she told him to do. He would’ve moved back to Chicago if she asked him to. Anders could feel himself tipping closer and closer to the edge every day, and all he needed was that one little push in either direction and he’d go tumbling. Fuckin Jack and Jill, you know? Jack always went tumbling after, right?
Anders just wanted it all to be done. He was so tired, all the time. He was tired of thinking about Jena and why he wasn’t good enough for her and he was tired of dodging phone calls and he was tired of spending all of his money on dudes who were exactly like Christian. He just didn’t want to do it anymore. He didn’t want to do any of it.
What had he done so wrong that he ended up here? What kind of horrible thing had he done to deserve this? He’d spent his entire life feeling like this, and he always thought the fame and the money would make it stop. But it only made it worse.
Anders had been sitting in bed for at least 9 hours at this point. When he got off the phone with Y/N, he felt that same pit opening up in his gut. He couldn’t fucking do it anymore. He couldn’t. He just wanted it all to be done.
He stood up, pacing around the room. He couldn’t tell if he was crying or not. He needed to go somewhere before he kept thinking like that, because he might actually do something about it if he stayed in bed any longer. It honestly scared him how plainly he thought about it.
At least Y/N would have that song, whatever ended up happening. She’d have it and she would sing it really, really well. And hey, if anything did happen to Anders, it would really be some great publicity for her album if he’d written one of the songs. At least she’d make some money off of it. A win for everyone, right?
Anders took out his phone, texting some girl he’d hooked up with once or twice in the recent weeks. Or maybe it was more than that? It was hard to keep it all straight in his head.
Either way, he needed someone to come over who wouldn’t ask how he was and wouldn’t notice he was acting different. Someone who, at the end of the day, didn’t actually give a shit about him. (That was his type anyway, wasn’t it? Girls that couldn’t give a fuck about his well being?). Anyway, this girl was perfect for that. So he texted her.
///
“Have you heard from Anders?” Logan asked, chewing something loudly over the phone.
“No, I ‘aven’t.” Harry hummed. He was in the middle of a restaurant with a few friends, following slowly behind everyone as they were led to a table in the back. Normally he wouldn’t answer the phone at dinner, but he hadn’t technically sat down yet. That, and he always answered the phone for Logan, just in case. “Why would I talk to Anders?”
“He said before you text him all the time.” Logan said casually. She continued chewing loudly. “You really haven’t talked to him?”
“He told you that?” Harry asked, stopping in his tracks. He looked over his shoulder at the group waiting for him, waving them on. He turned away from them, lowering his voice. “Did he tell Y/N that? I haven’t texted him in weeks.”
“He didn’t tell Y/N that, he told me.” Logan mumbled through another bite. “You really haven’t talked to him?”
“No, Lo, I haven’t. Fuck’s sake.” He pinched the bridge of his nose between his eyebrows, sighing. “Stop chewing like that. Why are you asking?”
“Geez…” Logan let out, sounding a bit offended. “You’re just jealous you aren’t here to try these brownies I made.”
“Logan, why are you asking about Anders?”
“Y/N said he’s acting funny and she can’t get a hold of him, I guess.” She said dismissively. “Figured I would ask you since you guys are buddies now or whatever.”
“We’re not buddies.” Harry grumbled. He hadn’t spoken to him in a while, figuring Anders had finally gotten tired of his nagging.When he stopped replying to his texts he didn’t think much of it. They weren’t friends, after all. “Is he alright?”
“Dunno. He’s probably just busy.”
“You aren’t worried?”
“Not really. Y/N’s just freaking out over it.” Logan sighed, a shrug in her voice. “It’s probably nothing. I’ll let you go, sorry for bothering you.”
“Wait-“ Harry stopped her, unsure what he even wanted to say next. He thought for a second, eyes scanning the restaurant around him for any onlookers. “Has anyone talked to him? Couldn’t he be, like, hurt or something?”
“Don’t you hate him?” Logan asked, her usual attitude present as ever. “Why do you care?”
“Who said I hated him?”
“Like… everybody?” She continued. “Y/N said you were pissed about the whole kiss thing still.”
“Um, no? I told her I didn’t mind that they were friends.” Harry corrected. “I told her I thought he was a good guy. Why would she think I hate him?”
“Huh…” Logan chuckled. “So you’re not mad about the kiss?”
He wasn’t necessarily mad, but he didn’t want to talk about it. “What does it matter? I don’t hate the guy, he just annoys me.”
“He thinks you hate him. He’s said so himself.”
Harry’s feelings were admittedly a bit hurt. “That’s unfair. I’ve always been nice to him… recently, at least. .”
“He says you’ve got a threatening aura, or something.”
Harry closed his eyes. “Not this shit again…” He sighed. “I told him that wasn’t true! I’m a perfectly nice person to be around!”
Logan snickered a bit. “Not to me...”
“Because you make me crazy!” Harry shouted in a whisper. He forced himself to stop, taking a deep breath and closing his eyes again. “I don’t hate him. He seems like a really good guy.”
“He is.”
“That’s great.”
“He really, really is. He’s just the best. We all love him.” Logan went on, simply to get a reaction. “Y/N especially. They’re always together.”
“I’m happy for her.”
“You should see them. Two peas in a pod, truly.”
”I’m happy to hear it. Over the moon, Logan, really.” Harry breathed, not exactly wanting to hear more. He paused for a second. Don’t say it, don’t say it, don’t say it.. “So are they fucking?”
“Well she hasn’t heard from him in weeks, so not currently, no.”
“Were they fucking?”
“That’s none of your business.”
“Well if we’re trying to decide if I hate him or not that is a pretty key component.” Harry clipped. “They are, aren’t they? That’s why he stopped texting me, huh?”
“I think you’re forgetting that you broke up with her, Harry.” Logan hummed. “It’s literally not your business who she fucks.”
“So they are, then?”
Logan giggled a bit, giving in. “No, Harry. Y/N’s basically a freaking nun lately. Also why would he be trying to get you guys back together if he was fucking her?”
“Sorry, what?”
“Yeah, he said he was trying to get you to talk to her.” Logan explained. “He said he tried helping but you wouldn’t listen to him. And Y/N won’t, either.”
Harry wanted to know what that last part meant, but he forced himself not to ask. “How is she?”
“She’s fine.”
Why did everyone always say that? She’s fine, she’s okay, she’s alright… If Harry had to hear it one more time he was going to flip.
“That’s all you're gonna give me?”
“She’s fine, Harry. What else should I say? She spends all her time writing and recording and whatever else.” Logan ranted. “How are you doing? I’m sorry I haven’t called in a while.”
“I’m good. Just working.” Harry felt his cheeks warm the tiniest bit. “And it’s okay. I know it must be weird for you to talk to me so I get it. Nothing personal.”
“No, it’s not that. I just don’t like talking to you.” Logan giggled, pleased with herself. “No but really, I do miss you. We should get together and write soon.”
“That would be great, Lo. I have to go but I love you very much. And I miss you a ton.”
“Love you, too.” Logan sighed, sounding a bit discontented. “I hate this, Harry. I just- I want things to go back to normal. This whole thing fucking sucks.”
Harry could almost laugh. “It’s gonna be fine. We’ll have a work date soon, yeah?”
Harry could hear Logan’s pout through the phone. “Okay..”
Harry looked back at his friends, seeing they were already placing an order for drinks. “I really have to go, but let me know if you hear from Anders, okay?”
“I’ll let you know, but I wouldn’t count on it. He’s, like, gone.”
Harry looked back at his friends again. He sighed, knowing he wouldn’t be able to end the conversation just yet. “Sorry, but you using the word “gone” is what makes me concerned. What does that mean?”
“Don’t know. Y/N stayed at his house for a minute and then he just stopped coming around. He only answers the phone every once in a while and just says he can’t hang out.”
“Did she make him mad or something?”
“That’s what I said!” Logan shouted. “But she says she didn’t. When he does talk to her she says he seems off, but I don’t know… I’m sure it's nothing.”
“It doesn’t sound like nothing...”
“I don’t know what to tell you. If I hear anything I’ll let you know.”
Harry couldn’t let it go for some reason. “Do you think he’s okay? Has anyone gone to his apartment?”
“Not yet. Don’t you have to go?”
“Yeah, but I just-“ He wasn’t sure what his hold up was. “I would just hate for something to happen to him. He’s a good friend to Y/N.”
As much as he hates to admit it, Harry had kind of started to like Anders. Their conversations after the party were always short, sure, but Anders had slowly but surely weaseled his way onto Harry’s good side. And, friend or not, Harry didn’t want to hear some terrible news about him or anything like that.
“I’ll let you know if anything happens. I wouldn’t stress about it.”
“Okay. Thanks.” Harry huffed. “I’ll talk to you soon.”
“We’ll get together to write? Soon?”
“Yeah, soon. Love you.”
“You too, sweet pea. Call me if you need anything.”
///
Harry: Hey it’s Harry.
Anders: I have your number saved I know it’s u. she’s not here.
Harry: wasn’t going to ask. what’s up?
Harry: don’t be rude I said what’s up?
Anders: nothing man hbu
Harry: nothing
Anders: great convo brother let’s do it again sometime
Harry: are you ok?
Anders: I’m so good it hurts. thanks for asking.
Anders: did y/n ask you to text me or something?
Harry: no, haven’t even talked to her
Anders: then wtf is this?
Harry: just wanted to say hello.
Anders: okay. hello. <3
Anders: anything else?
(Harry considered his next step for a second. He didn’t want to make it obvious he’d been instigated to text him. So, instead of saying any more about it, he backpedaled.)
Harry: have you talked to y/n lately?
Anders: not really
Harry: oh ok. is she good?
Anders: genuinely don’t know.
Anders: gave her a song for the album that’s the last I talked to her.
Harry: you wrote a song for her album?
Anders: ya
Harry: ??
Anders: look man I don’t know what you want me to say. i’m really sorry you’re dealing with this. wish I could help more, seriously.
Anders: I’m not trying to be a dick but I can’t do anything else for you. I’ve got nothing left to give.
Harry: I’m not trying to put you in the middle of anything.
Harry: I’m sorry.
Anders. Its ok, I just cant do anything else for you man. I hope you guys work it out. I can tell you really care about her.
Harry: I’m sorry I keep asking about her. Thanks for being such a good friend to her, she loves you a lot.
Anders: its np.
Harry: I mean it. You seem like a really good guy.
Anders: lol not really but thanks man. you too.
Harry: Yes, really.
Harry: Everyone says so. I have to hear it all the fucking time lol.
Anders: that means a lot man, thanks.
Harry: Logan says they miss you.
Anders: they’ll be fine lol
Harry: Also I don’t hate you. You can text me if you need anything, I owe you one for taking Christian out lol.
Anders: it was my pleasure. thanks man.
Anders: dont hate u either. <3
Anders: how could i hate a face like that?
Harry: Stop you’re embarrassing meeeee
Harry: seriously text me if you need anything :)
Anders: sure thing man. thanks.
So maybe he really wasn’t so bad afterall. Harry felt a bit better after talking to him, sending Logan a quick text that he’d spoken to him for a bit. He couldn’t help the sinking feeling he had that there was more going on, but he pushed it down until it reached his toes and made his feet feel heavy. Anders would be fine. Right?
But even the way he was texting seemed off. But Harry really didn’t know him that well, so who was he to say.
Harry put himself to bed, stuffing himself into the pillowcase that smelled like Y/N’s shampoo. (Harry would use it sometimes in the shower, just so he could sleep with his hair wet and pretend the following night that she had been there). He tried to force himself to sleep, unable to stop himself from tearing up the way he always did when he tried to go to bed. He hoped that Anders would get over whatever this was and text Y/N back. She had enough to worry about.
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Can we take a moment to talk about what a tragic character Minerva is? Y’all know that for the longest time I haven’t been the biggest fan of her, and honestly I’m still not? but I think I might’ve had a breakthrough on why that is. 
Whenever I’ve asked around to see why people find her so appealing or why they consider her their favorite, I’ll get answers like, “she’s such a complex character and she deserved a redemption arc!” or “she should’ve come back to the school with us! Let Minnie be happy, you cowards! Telltale did her dirty! I could write paragraph after paragraph about her!” all sorts of things along those lines… but like, no one seems to want to actually talk about her. I find that interesting? Since when I do follow up with a “care to explain further?” I get nothing. Radio static. Like…. no, talk to me please, I just wanna understand-
Minerva within the context of TFS is such a tragedy. She grew up in a school for troubled youth where all the adults left them for death at the start of the breakout, they had walkers trying to eat the living all around them, and I’m sure she saw her fair share of traumatic violence and despair… but on the bright side, she always had her twin sister, Sophie, and little brother, Tenn. She had her friend and eventual girlfriend, Violet. She had music, and a dorm full of pretty paintings done by Sophie. She and Louis composed a song together to make everyone feel better. There are worse places to live than the school. 
Then one day she got traded away to a bunch of raiders against her will, having no idea what the hell these people were gonna do to her and Sophie. They were made to be soldiers to fight in a war that had nothing to do with them. The delta fucking broke her. If we’re to believe Lilly’s story about the twins, they started their brainwashing process early on when Sophie was still alive, and it seems like Minerva was easier to control as Sophie was still planning a way out and causing trouble. Then, when Sophie convinced her to steal a boat and get the hell out, they got caught and the delta forced her to murder her own twin sister. 
Like…. I’m sorry, not only did Minerva kill her own sister, but she was made to believe that was the right thing to do? That line she says about how she had to prove her loyalty to the place she calls home? That shit’s ingrained in her brain, you can tell that isn’t the first time she’s heard or said that very thing. That is what made her family to the delta. Delta is her home now, her family. Sophie was just a thing that needed to be dealt with. You keep your head down, do as you’re told, and you survive.  You survive and you get to go home, eat a hot meal, take a shower, and be with your delta family.  If not, you end up like Sophie.
What’s also fucked is that Minerva actually cares about these people now. Think about that. After everything they did to her and made her do, she’s been trained to see them as her family and obey. When you save Louis and he kills Dorian, Minerva actually cries out and is visibly hurt by her death. When she’s with the other raiders on land, she's screaming at walkers to get away from them. She cares about the people who made her kill Sophie… and no one ever talks about that??
She fucking hates Clementine. Clementine is just another thing in Minnie’s way. I know the part of the fandom likes to ship these two together and they think it’s hot when they fight and shit, but within the canon text, Minerva wants Clementine gone. Dead. She is the thing stopping her from having her old family merge with her new family. If Clementine hadn’t made them fight, they all would’ve been captured and they’d all be a delta family now. She would’ve had Tenn back. 
Clementine is the problem, she made everyone fight back and that’s why people are dead. Minerva hates her for it… it’s not a “I hate you but like the sexual tension, y’know?” that I see people pretend it is, it’s “you are ruining everything and if I have to, I will kill you myself and I won’t give a second thought about it when they toss your body overboard.”
Like….. seriously, think about how fucked up all of this is. Minerva is a husk of who she was before she was taken away. Sure, you do have to keep in mind that when Tenn and Violet are describing her, their sights are a bit clouded, y’know? But I do believe that she was someone who was kind and cared about people, she wanted to make people feel safe and comforted. 
Now she’s a brainwashed soldier who won’t help the people she used to call friends when they’re about to get limbs cut off. She won’t hesitate to knock someone unconscious or threaten a child.  She’s willing to trick them into being captured with no regard for what’s going to happen to them. … all she knows is this was the mission, and now they all get to be together again back at the delta. 
Then when she finds out there’s a bomb on the boat, she ditches Violet to blow up with it in order to make it to land herself. She loses her shit seeing everyone die and gets her face chewed off by a walker… and then she tries to blow Clementine and AJ up with a grenade. 
Oh, and who can forget the fact that she tracks the group down with plans of murdering Tenn so that they can go to a better place together? And she’ll take down anyone who gets in her way?
Like….. jesus christ, Minerva’s waaaaay too far gone. It’s awful. 
I think that’s what stumps me about why she’s so loved in the way that she is. It’s not that I don’t understand why she’s complex and well-written, I get that perfectly fine. She’s a compelling character study when you comb over all her scenes and take different factors into account.
What I don’t understand is why we tend to just throw everything interesting about her away? For what? 
These days, I never see anyone talking about any of this unless they’re insisting she deserved a redemption arc which…. Eh, I’ll touch on this later. What I mostly see here and mostly other platforms is how great it would be if she and Clementine made out, or hey what if she and Violet got back together if she did come back to the school? Or they just….the best term I have for this is “uwu-ify.” As in she’s reduced to a caricature of a tall, pretty, mean, white lesbian who has “good damage.” 
People insist that Telltale are cowards or bastards because their predictions of her turning on the delta to save Clem and crew didn’t happen. Instead, Minerva ends up being the final baddie you gotta get away from, and she ends up taking someone down with her. But did you really expect to just do a 180 and suddenly decide being brainwashed for over a year was lame and Clementine and friends are cool? Gonna help them out and be with Tenn again? Sure, there’s some left over trauma but love conquers and fixes everything, right?
Uh…. no? That’s not how people work? Honestly, if we entertain the idea that Minerva wasn’t bit and somehow didn’t murder Clementine when they all got back to the school…. romance is the last thing she is ever gonna think of??
I think that’s what bothers me most when reading these au’s and rants about redemption and the entire idea of clemerva as a whole. It’s the same thing that I see happen with Violet- Minerva only has value to fans if she’s in a wlw relationship. By herself, she doesn’t matter. They don’t care about her canon story, they don’t care about Sophie, they don’t care about discussing what could’ve happened if she and Tenn reunited under better circumstances or had a healing recovery together. But why?
Throwing a girlfriend at her isn’t some band aid that’s gonna cover up all the bad she went through?? Having an enemies to lovers romance with Clementine isn’t going to fix a years worth of brainwashing, trauma or the fact that she murdered her own sister and the delta told her she's proved her worth to them?? 
Having the support of those around her is a good thing, don’t get me wrong. The idea of the Ericson crew as a whole trying to help her out and do the best they can to accommodate her is bittersweet since there’s only so much they can do. They’re not trained therapists, which is what Minerva would need and plenty of years ahead of her to work through and come to terms with everything that happened as well as taking steps forward. I’m not saying that she shouldn’t have friends or that she couldn’t have a healthy romantic relationship someday... but that isn’t the solution, y’know? 
I don’t know how else to explain this, but it makes me feel weird that all of this stuff is flat out overlooked or doesn’t appear to matter to fans of her. 
Look, I get it. We all want these characters to be happy. AU’s are a thing, after all. Sometimes we want to forget about the bad things and focus on the good that bring us comfort. You wanna gush about the idea of an AU where the twins never got traded, the raiders didn’t exist, and Clementine got to meet them the way they were before? I feel that, AU’s are super comforting and fun to explore, and my point isn’t to try and shame anyone who has an AU you like this. 
Hell, you think I don’t have days where I pretend mute Louis isn’t a thing because the whole concept of Louis having his tongue cut out of his mouth breaks my fucking heart? No, lot’s of days I just want to forget everything about that route, I want to set aside all the bad and just intake as much clouis fluff as I can get…. But that doesn’t mean I always ignore or refuse to acknowledge the bad just because I don’t like it. I fucking hate the fact that Louis loses his tongue when you don’t save him, but guess what? That’s a canon route you can play, just like any other route, and the possibilities that come with a mute Louis are vast and compelling. 
This is how it is for me… my favorite characters are my favorite for a reason, and I take all the bad with the good. Louis isn’t perfect, and I don’t want him to be. I was to dive into his backstory about why did that to his parents, I like to talk about what he went through with Marlon’s murder and his feelings about AJ and Clementine at the point, I like to view his love of music as bittersweet. He can stand on his own, and while he is a love interest for Clementine, that isn’t his only purpose. 
I know everyone’s different, they express their love for characters in their own ways, but I do have a genuine question: do you guys actually like Minerva?
Believe it or not, I’m not trying to step on toes or make everyone feel defensive which I know is how people will react to this. “You’re just saying all of this to make us feel bad for shipping clemerva! You don’t even like Minnie so you don’t get to say shit!” yeah yeah, I hear you and look, it’s true that she’s not my favorite character. I know I’ve said I hate her in the past but upon reflection and throwing out fandom interpretations.... I don’t hate her. I get it now. She’s a great character study to dissect and analyze and I think she deserves more than what the writers and the fandom have given her. 
And yeah, what I do hate is clemerva, and I’ve explained why. It’s not for me, it makes me uncomfortable, but at the end of the day, who cares? Me not liking it doesn’t mean anything to those who create AU’s for them. They have their reasons, they can do as they please as long as they’re not hurting anyone. I’m just here pointing out things I see and things that bother me in hopes of starting a discussion.
There’s my ramble about Minerva. I’m gonna go make some tea now. 
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SPOILERSSS for Twisted Wonderland Chapter 6 : 1-16!!!
*rubs hands* aight it wont take long before genshin has me in its gacha hell grasp again, I just barely escaped this time— NOW ITS TIME TO SEE THE BOIS CHAPTER 6 omg— wtf happened last time lol it’s been too long
So, no voice over because of some problems which is understandable but— meh I don’t feel like reading lol So I’m watching otome ayui translations this time, because im that one dumbass student who skipped kanji class and now i cant read without sounding like im five _:(´ཀ`」 ∠): “what up im yume im way passed 19 and i never fucking learned how to read”
Also watching Hanayura Kanon stream for the rest that’s not yet been translated lol Because he’s very good at voice acting for the characters and he’s funny af lol
- OKAY OKAY— WTF HAPPENED EXPLAIN
- Fun fact : I haven’t watched Hercules yet so I legit don’t know what’s about to come lol
- Aw, that’s cute— We called over Ace and Deuce late at night AND THEY REALLY CAME OVER AAAAA
- I forgot how fckin pure their friendship is _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):
- Aight, so we actually have a huge-ass scratch from feral Grim lol That’s just fantastic, isn’t it
- FINALLY— We’re talking about Mickey and the stones my monster cat has been eating with Crowley AAAAA
- “Yeah there’s this bitch called mickey and i took his photo—“
- WE’RE FINALLY TALKING ABOUT THIS. AFTER 6 CHAPTERS.
- Bruh this crystal of blot sounds really dangerous why are we discussing this just now
- Speaking of this crystal, Crowley— you were looking for this crystal in chap one and when we asked you about wtf you’re trying to find you just went— “oH itS NothING.”
- I SUPPOSED ITS NOT NOTHING NOW IS IT
- I didnt see you searching for crystals after every chapter mr. crowley where were you 👁👄👁 dont you think it was weird that you didnt see a single one after like— five blotting incidents
- Oh so its rare i see— BRUH R U SURE ABOUT THAT grim literally found one every single chap LMAO
- Okay okay— see, he may be violent but listen— you aint gonna throw out my fucking cat okay
- Wh— THERE WAS A FESTIVAL!? Im dumb so its not just VDC LOL
- Listen LISTEN— GRIM IS FINE. HOLD UP— NO NEED TO THROW HIM OUT JUST LET ME HAVE ANOTHER LOOK AT HIM
- Aww, Ace and Deuce looked pissed about it too AAAAHH THE TRUE DEFINITION OF THE BOIS
- BRUH NO— ALL THE DORM LEADERS TO GO AND CAPTURE GRIM?? HE’LL DIE
- CROWLEY PLS— WE CAN TALK ABOUT THIS, HONEY
- #Grimportectionsquad
- “It’s bout time for them to come” Who?
- FUCKING— CROWLEY STOP SAYING ITS NOTHING— This is why this school is so fucked, you never tell us anything ahead of time _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):
- Aight he left, Ace Deuce hurry help me what you guys got
- He may be a monster but see— the worst he did is eat the whole tuna stack SO PLS HES STILL BABY AND I LOVE HIM
- THATS RIGHT DEUCE MY MAN GRIM CAN DO NO BAD I SWEAR
- HE WOULDNT EVER AGAIN I SWEAR
- Ace ヽ(;▽;)ノ The character development— im so proud of you, son
- THIS IS THE BOISSS— LETS GOOOO
- Fuck this is so beautiful— just me and the bois on our way in the middle of the night to find our MISSING CAT I—
- CROWLEY REALLY DID ASSEMBLE THEM DORM LEADERS AAAAAAA AT THIS HOUR TOO WTF
- BRUH WE CAN TALK
- Kalim Kalim Kalim Vil Vil Vil— Pls we’ve been through so much last chapter HELP
- Leona…A big fat mood honestly lmao
- Ey ey riddle pls— dont make this any more difficult—
- Shut up azul stay where u are all you’ve done is nothing but chaos since you arrive so SHHH
- MALLEUS IS NOT HERE AGAIN LILIA PLS— where is he when we need him the most LOL
- Ortho, your bro where?? Also— SURVIVAL STATUS BRUH—
- YES PLS DONT HURT HIM OMG
- oh i forgot idia lives in his tablet LOL OF COURSE
- Omg he’s in the apple trees still looking scary as shi aaaaaaa pls kitty come home u just had too much catnip
- OH GOD 15m HE’S CLOSE
- “Starting operation” ORTHO WHAT TF
- EY EY EY oh good he’s knocked out sighhh
- Aight I know this has been translated but I can’t help but to look at the original japanese and im just— wtf is RTS and TAS idia i dont understand this advanced gamer otaku language
- But Idia and Ortho really do be speedrunning on who can fucking kick my cat the hardest LOL
- THATS RIGHT IDIA You understand me— Fellow cat lovers unite, Grim is very cute, he can’t do no bad
- …so can i have him back pls—
- Can we just appreciate the fact that these bois are willing to take the risk of getting their heads chopped off by Riddle by doing all this for us??
- If this isnt what you call true friendship then i dont know what this is
- Lol ambrose is going to appear in this festival again and crowley’s prideful ass is QUAKING
- WHY are we not allowed to see him crowley im sure we can handle it— We’re the BOIS. CMON
- Imagine if they just summon a fcuking— magic vet or something lol
- It’s the next day lol
- HAH ITS THE VDC LOSERS BY ONE VOTE SQUAD
- I mean the NRC Tribe— ٩( ᐛ )و
- VIL. what you have my queen
- Vil pls dont remind me that my cat isnt here but thank you for saying thank you i do not deserve—
- AWW THE ADEUCE SQUAD LOOKS SO SAD AAAAA
- Vil i miss the bad bitch but absolute oneesan energy but the apology— yeah are we gonna cry again lol
- AAAAAAHH why am i so proud— THAT vil is apologizing
- You dont need to maam what we had in chapter 5 was a fucking journey i regret nothing
- I swear if rook goes like— bitch that aint beautiful imma bonk him I WILL DO IT dont think i forgot what u did last chap
- Man i love me a man who can openly admit his mistakes MMMGH
- Rook i swear—
- Im glad that we’re not toning down ace’s brutal honesty lol
- BRUHHH I DONT LIKE IT WHEN VIL US TAKING ALL THE BLAME i mean what he said was kinda true BUT STILL
- Cheer up Vil, it’s not like it’s a complete failure anyways (;ω;) it was fun at least
- Hearing Jamil encourage Vil like this feels surreal BUT YES BOI U TELL EM
- What is this beautiful character development
- Ooff way to hit where it hurts the most vil my queen lol
- AAGH IT HURTS VIL RECOGNIZING NEIGE’S HARDWORK LIKE THIS— THE PRIDE I CAN FEEL IT CRACK
- Bruh we appreciate Neige’s impeccable smile in this household— REMEMBER WHEN EVERYONE WAS LIKE NEIGE’S GON BE A BAD BOI??? WELP—
- It was me, i was that person and i shall drown in apple juice for it
- Of course, the ultimate Neige simp already knows that lol
- Bruh the background music has no business being this sad stop
- I hate it when vil is right sometimes omg— TRUEEE KALIM especially wouldn’t be able to stand properly on stage after knowing Neige’s own hardships aaaa
- NOO BABY DONT CRY
- Vil redemption arc??? 👀👀 you can help us cure our cat—
- !? Are we gonna get that money promised in that poster?? 👀👀
- WHAA FUCKING WAHAA VIL IS GONNA PAY THAT US??? THE WHOLE 5 MIL EACH??!! VIL CALM DOWN WHAT I SAID WAS A JOKE
- Damn vil is STACKED He really didnt want to owe anyone anything LMAO YES QUEEN
- WHA— KALIM IS ACCEPTING??? OUT OF EVERYONE HERE, I DID NOT EXPECT YOU TO ACCEPT THAT KALIM
- Kalim is making my heart go boom boom again baby boi ✨👁💧👄💧👁✨✨
- HE’LL DONATE IT TO THE RAMSHACKLE DORM BABY BOIIII
- …sumimasen kalim for having a very rundown dorm 👁💧👄💧👁 but thank you for being nice about it lol
- OKAY OKAY KALIM YOU DONT HAVE TO LIST ALL THE THINGS WRONG IN MY DORM PLS—
- THIS IS EMBARRASSING PLS KALIM IM SORRY FOR BEING POOR
- But this man be such a sunshine holy shit i cant even be mad about it lol
- AW YEAH RAMSHACKLE DORM IS GONNA GET A MAKEOVER
- EVERYONE BE DONATING THEIR MONEY TO US AAAAA Were they always this NICE
- Aight adeuce pls— y’all dont have to force yourself to donate my guys (´;ω;`) being friends is enough lol i get it my bois
- Find me a man who can make me feel like this the way Vil can
- Man if only Grim is here :’) he’d be soo happy :’)) you can have all the tuna you want buddy :’)))
- GRIM PLS ADEUCE IS WILLING TO TREAT YOU TO LUNCH BABY
- Bro this is so wholesome omg
- Im sorry but still up to this day, my understanding of Epel’s accent is still lacking lmao
- Aight they be talking about how Rook already knew that they were going to lose from the very beginning
- The FORESHADOWING LOL The difference with how Rook said “What a wonderful performance” rather than “What a beautiful performance” sigh
- Honestly we gotta respect Rook’s resolve here lol man just knows what he wants
- Rook and Vil’s friendship lmao
- 👁👄👁 …!?
- EARTHQUAKE WTF How dare you ruin such moment—
- WHAT IS GOING ON
- EY WTF DONT DESTROY MY DORM WTF ARE YOU GUYS
- WHAT ARE THESE ROBOTS OUTSIDERS KILL THEM WITH FIRE
- They look like something that belongs to the Ignihyde dorm HUH
- Oh bruh— Vil in his Dorm Leader mode is so cool AND YES I KNOW THIS IS NOT THE TIME BUT wheww~~ Vil YAS QUEEN
- KALIM TOO AAAAAA JAMIL’S 「はっ!」SO COOL
- so SO— the dorm leader’s have a protocol for outsider attacks like this 👁👄👁 OMG THEY’RE SO HOT
- They don’t seem like our bois anymore aaa just pure professionalism at this point—
- GOD I FORGOT HOW COOL THEY ARE OMG
- HEEEYYY OUR DORM IS GETTING DESTROYED WTF ARE THESE GUYS’ PROBLEM
- We were just talking about renovating it too wtf
- AAAAAHHH HOW DARE YOU— VIL R YOU OK
- Bruh i dont know what is going on but dont touch my man’s face
- They’re targetting Vil and Jamil WHY— overblot men!!??? WHERE ARE YOU— GIVE THEM BACK
- I didnt understand what epel said here lmao BUT—!?
- THEY HAVE GRIM TOO FUCK HE’S BACK LET GO OF MY FUCKING CAT
- WHAT IS GOING ON DARLINGS
- BUDDYY >:’0000 Grimmm MY HEART—
- Are they kidnapping the overblot men?? What— the fucking absolute balls on these robots
- God we’re getting absolutely fucked in here
- AND THERE’S A CAULDRON IN THE BACKGROUND LOL DEUCE WENT HAM
- BRING ME BACK MY FUCKING CAT— >:’0000
- I thought there’s going to be a festival not a fucking kidnapping event HEY
- Oh 👀 Rook pls help
- AAAHH SERIOUS ROOK IS HOT—
- IS THE OTHER DORM LEADERS CHILLING WHERE ARE THEY KALIM PLS BE SAFE
- OH RIDDLE IS NOT ANSWERING THEY GOT HIM TOO
- Oh ghad they got him during clubs WTF HOW—
- *nervous hornii chuckling* …angry expression silver 👁👄👁 im sorry
- AAAA Dorm leaders actually be acting like dorm leaders is soo cool i cant—
- Bruh the story is all chaos what is this chapter
- Are they gonna get Leona and Azul too what—
- RIDDLE BABY Jesus christ dont overblot like this again lol
- DAMN HE STRONG FOR A SMOL BOI THO
- Whoever made these robots wtf is their deal lol TO BE ABLE TO BEAT A DORM LEADER—
- …Bruh where is our horned friend when u need him
- Silver and Sebek theorizing with dorm leaders but they took Jamil tho?? It’s probably the overblot men they’re after
- Also Malleus is probably good so you two calm down lol Lilia’s probs having tea with him right now
- Okay, Leona how are you going to get captured KING.
- Omg everything is getting destroyed wtf
- AW LEONA SAVED RUGGIE THATS CUTE AND COOL AF
- Bruh leona these are material robots— cant you just turn them into sand lol
- Oh they do have some kind of brand cmon just turn them into sand pls
- WHAT THE FUCK
- LEONA-SAN!? WHY ARE YOU GIVING UP— OJI-TAN!!!
- OLD MAN WHAT—
- *hearing leona whisper his reasons ✋ 👁👄👁 🤚 okay sir im sorry
- Damn Leona acting like a real prince right now— it’s kinda hot 👀👀
- BRUH PLS COME BACK DONT TALK LIKE YOU AINT GONNA
- BRO WHERE ARE THE TEACHERS
- THE BOARD GAME CLUB
- Idia : “bro we just chilling be cool— MY CHESS PIECE“
- “Aight ortho what’s the situation” “fucked"
- So Idia of course knows about this— why does he look like he’s so done lmao me getting the feeling this isnt the first time idia has encountered this situation before lol
- Man i want to see azul in action too but mehh— Idia told him to settle down cries
- LOL WHAT IS THIS KARONE ROBOTS
- Wait— are they taking idia too?? OH IS THIS THE DOING OF IDIA’S FAMILY
- WHERE IS CROWLEY— THE TEACHERS, YOUR IMPORTANT STUDENTS ARE GETTING KIDNAPPED
- AH THEY ALSO KNOW ABOUT THESE STYX BITCHES WHAT— and they’re just letting them GO whaaat
- Sounds to me that this must be idia’s family taking care of the overblotting students?? Like to protect Idia or something?? I DONT—
- “Gather all the dorm leaders” No, sir, they’re already gone besides my sunshine and the horn boi
- Malleus??? 👁👄👁 TSUNOTAROU
- Pls kill the robots they destroyed my place
- AAH UPSIDE DOWN LILIA long time no see lol
- Bruhh the diasomnia students are so lucky to have Malleus as a dorm leader omg
- BRUH LILIA’S RINGTONE IS SO CUTE LMAO
- Kalim sounds so desperate im so sad
- ARE WE— ARE WE GONNA MEET MALLEUS AGAINNN
- Bruh they just goku teleported their way out of the dorm lol
- AAAAHH EVERYONE IS HERE THIS IS SO FUN
- Wait jack is not here lol did they just forget about him wtf
- Oh shit we here too i did not know LMAO
- S-So are we just gonna..continue school like— like these styx bitches didnt just ruin half the school, my dorm, injure my bois, and took my cat or…???
- GASP AAAA STYX IS A BLOT RESEARCH FACILITY WHAAAT
- So that’s why leona and idia be like bro this is not worth it
- O-Oh yeah— they…they didnt know that Vil overblot— PFFT
- Malleus pls information who are you talking about—
- WHO— LILIA MALLEUS OH NO
- Ey, overblot squad are assembled lol this looks so dangerous
- LMAOO Riddle was sleeping on Leona’s lap for three hours THATS SO CUTE
- Where the fck did they take them, ITS CRAMPED AF
- Bro they’re just exposing Vil and Jamil’s overblot that’s supposed to be a SECRET LOL
- Oji-tan can sound so wise and reliable like this if he really tried lol sugar daddy energy
- Wtf these guys never thought that idia was from a big shot family??? They thought it was just coincidence that they had the same family name PFFT
- AZUL AAAA He was right there my guy BUSINESS OPPORTUNITY MAN
- oh. They finally opened— isn’t this the ignihyde dorm what
- WHAT THE FU— IDIA
- Bro— WHAT WAS THAT IT WAS IDIA ALL ALONG???
- WHAT IS THIS CHAPTER
This chapter is a fucking roller coaster like— literal 0 to 100 QUICC From having a moment with Vil and the bois to a FUCKING TERRORIST ATTACK LMAO IM HYPED FOR NEXT CHAP—
It’s been so long, I hope they released the next part soon (๑>◡<๑) I forgot how fine these men are lol at least I want to hear their voices again 👁👄👁
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