#and i have like. 4 juke saves???

[tangledstarlight]

its just me and my 30 sims save files against the world

[fordtato]

The complicated historical context of Stan's mullet

I never did fully save/combine the collective 4 minutes on the history of mullets in my video, so let me tell you more here on tumblr.

Something interesting about mullets is that for the better part of the 80s, we didn't actually call them mullets in the United States. They were just A Hairstyle Men Had. I don't know how to express that mullets were so ubiquitous as a men's hairstyle that the term was largely unnecessary - it was The Look.

So where did "mullet" as a term come from?

Though the hairstyle itself dates back to ancient times, with the Iliad — written around 750-700 BC — including descriptions of warriors with “hair long at the back”, many credit the Beastie Boy’s 1994 titular tribute song ‘Mullet Head’ with being the first to actually use the term to refer to men with the hairstyle (complete with a description of the hairstyle: "Number one on the side and don't touch the back, number six on the top and don't cut it wack, Jack") though BEFORE then, the term mullethead was a term dating back to the 1800s that just meant a foolish person.

But some have pointed out an earlier usage, before 1994, which may have predated the Beastie Boys (though the jury is out on whether or not it was part of their songs' inspiration).

French fashion guru Henri Mollet was among the first to notably wear this style in the 20th century, in the 1970s (though David Bowie wore it around the same time, with a bigger societal impact). This led to Mollet's hairstyle being described in France as a "Mollet."

The thing is that, for the most part, while some in France called it a Mollet (pronounced like moe-lay, I believe), the term did not make it to the United States. It barely left France, but the term may have been anglicized to the surrounding areas as "mullet," where it existed in Europe to describe Mollet's signature hairstyle.

So if it was a European term and not even in the US, how would Stan have learned this term?

Well, according to his Stetson Pinesfield ID (the ID from "Not What He Seems" that greatly matches his appearance from his date with Carla McCorkle at the Juke Joint, but there's more on that in the video), he's been to London.

It is of note that there are very limited records of the term Mollet being used, so some historians disagree that this is a true origin of the term outside of a hyperlocal sense surrounding France, but it WOULD would make it within the realm of possibility for Stan to have heard the term before 1994, and use it in 1983 (and yes, it's 83, not 82, more on that in the vid).

Which means that Stan was WAY ahead of the curve and the only person on earth to think that mullets were not fashionable, and also that Ford had no idea what he was talking about.

Stan was like, "I have a mullet, Stanford!"

And Ford was like, "Oh? We're just making up made up things now? Cool, that's rad, I have a demon inside my brain, Stanley."

[hughmunculus]

With Super Eyepatch Wolf's new video I'm anticipating some newcomers to the F&H series, so I'd like to present:

Some Beginner's tips for Fear & Hunger

aka: how to not get dickslapped to death by a giant

These tips are MOSTLY spoiler free, but obviously will spoil some of the experience of learning by trial & error. Feel free to bookmark this and come back after you've begun playing.

This wiki is your bible. Use it.

2. Run, a lot.

Battles are not mandatory. EXP does not exist. You do not level up. If you encounter a monster the only benefit to killing it is you don't have to deal with it anymore. Even the weakest enemies can give you an infection or parasites, so its just not worth it in most cases. If you have a strong enough party to kill them all in one shot, by all means, but there are very few enemies worth tracking down and killing.

3. DO NOT FIGHT THE GUARDS (unless...)

One of the first baby-brain mistakes I made starting the game was thinking your first ambush by a guard meant you had to fight and kill the guy. And, yes, in a way this is your introduction to the fact that this game will beat your ass with no remorse, but this game will teach you this lesson in a lot of different ways. So, don't fight the Giants. UNLESS... You have at least 2 party members AND the skinning knife. Simply bum rush the guard with at least two party members, taking out the arms and stinger first. It should die pretty quick then.

4. Dash dash DASH

As far as I'm concerned, having Dash is non-negotiable. It is the difference between being able to outrun a guard and needing to juke them around a huge hallway and hope you run away far enough. Every character can get it from their intro, so either consult your bible or do trial and error in the intro until you get it. (HINT: consider options related to running away or rushing into things.)

5. Loot EVERYTHING

I'm gonna level with you; this game is an RNG meat grinder, but with enough patience it can be your RNG meat grinder. Search every crate, barrel, armor stand, and bookshelf you find. ESPECIALLY bookshelves, they have some of the most valuable items in the game. And if you get a particularly bad string of loot don't be ashamed to start over from an earlier save. I have a save specifically outside of a library and I just looted that fucker until I got the stuff I wanted. In a game with like, 4 save points its not exactly cheating to do the pitiful amount of save-scumming you can.

6. Use your torches.

The first time I played Fear & Hunger I wandered around in the dark because "I could see far enough" and I didn't want to "waste torches". Both of these are the wrong, btw. Torches don't just increase visibility, they slow the passive decay on your Mind stat. Even if you're not using magic or skills, its very very bad to have low mind (but also you should be casting spells or using skills). Towards the end of the game I found mind management actually the most difficult stat to keep in check, not body or hunger. So don't waste all of your vodka or wine because you kept backtracking through the prison in the dark.

7. Find the Hexen table. Use the hexen table.

The Hexen table is going to be your best friend. Once again, on my first run of F&H I found the door that leads to it, thought "meh", and then stupidly never went back to use it. Getting some good skills/spells is going to save your run. Especially blood portals, which are insanely busted. Speaking of that...

8. Increase your affinity with the gods

That shit matters. Your Hexen table isn't going to have a lot available to you if you're not praying or sacrificing anything. There are a couple events/quests you can do to increase affinity to the gods as well, but I'm not going to spoil everything for you. Gro-goroth in particular has some amazing offensive spells, but All-mer has blood portal so choose wisely.

9. Don't recruit party members until you need them

Every new party member is another mouth to feed and sanity to manage. Unless you know what you're going to use them for or you're about to fight something big and nasty, hold off on recruiting them. This especially applies to the Girl, as mean as it sounds to just let her chill there its meaner to drag her into a hellish prison to do 10 damage.

[demdozeguys]

Strap in for a long one, because it's time for:

REVIEWING AND RANKING EVERY GAME I GOT FROM THE STEAM SUMMER SALE

ramblings under the cut:

UNRANKED: ULTRA STREET FIGHTER IV

okay look I know I said I'd be ranking all of these but putting a fighting game up against six linear-progression single-player adventure type games feels a bit unfair.

as for whether I liked it: yeah it's alright. it's street fighter, it's fun. only time will tell how much my brother and I will get out of it, but I'm already feeling like I don't like it quite as much as 5. how much of that is due to 4 not having Urien is anyone's guess.

#6: CROW COUNTRY

I'm gonna be honest I didn't fuck with this game nearly as much as I thought I would.

maybe it's because I'm new to the genre. maybe it's because I've been spoiled by autosave. or maybe it's just because I can't aim to save my life. but losing upwards of 20 minutes of progress every time some creature I failed to hit or juke tagged me one too many times got frustrating pretty fast.

I didn't hate my time with Crow Country. the environments are gorgeous, the story kept me intrigued, and filling out my mental list of "oh shit I can go here now"s was still satisfying. if this is your thing don't let me dissuade you, I just wasn't built for it.

#5: KAMIKO

Kamiko is decent fun, but there's not really a whole lot to say about it. It's a short and sweet zelda-esque game where the meat of the playtime comes from trying to go through it as fast as possible, and as you'll see later I happen to enjoy going fast. enjoyable, but not super meaty. if you like routing and time management give it a shot.

#4: PONY ISLAND

Alright, this is where we get into the Good Shit.

Pony Island is a game in which you play a game called Pony Island made by The Devil From The Bible. every few minutes there's some new weird meta setpiece to keep you on your toes, plus the code puzzles and pony sections between are solid fun on their own. it's a great time. and if you're interested, there's a pretty solid reward for getting 100%.

if I had to dock points, it didn't seem to have much in the way of replayability, but that's not a huge dealbreaker. I really need to get my hands on Inscryption now.....

#3: SPOOKY'S JUMPSCARE MANSION REMASTERED

I'm not normally big on horror but Spooky's kept me coming back. despite going into it already knowing what all the specimens did, they managed to keep me on the edge of my seat because you never know when they're going to show up. combine the legitimate building terror with an offbeat and self-aware sense of humor and you have a damn fun package.

it's worth noting that as of writing this, I've only completed the main story. the DLC campaigns probably won't affect the final ranking? but I have a feeling they'll make me appreciate the game more.

#2: PEPPER GRINDER

Pepper Grinder is fucking awesome.

The level design is great, the soundtrack rips, and just moving around with the core gimmick of "what if you could drill and then jump out" is so good. I just really wish there was more of it.

I was able to get all the major in-level collectibles and reach the end in under 3 hours. the bulk of my playtime came from the time trials, which do manage to hit a sweet spot of encouraging you to push yourself without requiring CBT perfection. demolishing the gold medal on the final boss took me well over an hour's worth of attempts and may have been one of the most viscerally satisfying challenges I've ever completed in a game.

Pepper Grinder is really, really cool. But if it had another world's worth of levels it would be even cooler.

#1: CHICORY: A COLORFUL TALE

Man. I fucking love Chicory.

The vibes are immacculate. The story made me really feel for these gay little animals. The soundtrack is delightful (Lena Raine, everybody!). The exploration is rewarding. The painting mechanics made me actively want to go back to areas I'd already been to and recolor them better than I did originally, which is like. not something most games do. You can even draw penises everywhere if you want. There's something for everybody.

I'm having a hard time putting down exactly what made me fall head over heels for this game as much as I did - especially when I wasn't expecting to going into it. Maybe it was just in the right place at the right time. No matter how it cheated the system, Chicory is easily the best game I picked up.

And that's that. this was my first time doing something like this (especially on tumblr) so it felt kinda weird but idk lmk if I planted any seeds in your brain

[harrisonarchive]

George Harrison, backstage in Philadelphia, PA, on August 16, 1966; photo by Bob Bonis.

“[George showed us] his music room, which has one wall covered with the famous Harrison guitars, his collection of Indian instruments and a small jukebox standing just by the door. I looked at the titles on the jukebox and there were very few Beatle songs amongst them. The Beach Boys, Mamas and Papas, Lovin’ Spoonful, the Stones were all well represented.” - The Beatles Monthly, January 1967

“George Harrison’s Fab Forty… George — like all the Beatles, incidentally — has his own juke box at his Esher home. It’s in his ‘den.’ Along with tape recorder, radio and record player. […] But back to the juke box. It’s a KB. Maybe you saw it in the film ‘Help’? Says George: ‘It’s so much easier to have all my favorite records on the juke box at once. It saves me going through piles of records to find the ones I want. Then when I get sick of them, I just throw them out and put some new ones in.” - Tony Hall, Record Mirror, January 1, 1966

George’s Top Ten… 1 “Harlem Shuffle” — Bob and Earl 2 “Good Things Come To Those Who Wait” — Chuck Jackson 3 “Be My Lady”/“Red Beans and Rice” — Booker T and the MGs 4 “Please Crawl Out Your Window” — Bob Dylan 5 “Baby, You’re My Everything” — Little Jerry Williams 6 “Back Street” — Edwin Starr 7 “Work, Work, Work” — Lee Dorsey 8 “The Little Girl I Once Knew” — The Beach Boys 9 “My Girl Has Gone” — The Miracles 10 “I Don’t Know What You’ve Got /But It’s Got Me)” — Little Richard (“[P]arts one and two — the second is George’s favorite.”)

The rest… 11 “I Can’t Turn You Loose” — Otis Redding 12 “My Girl” — Otis Redding 13 “I Believe I’ll Love On” — Jackie Wilson 14 “Plum Nellie” — Booker T and the MGs 15 “Everything Is Gonna Be Alright” — Willie Mitchell 16 “A Sweet Woman Like You” — Joe Tex 17 “Something About You” — The Four Tops 18 “I Got You” — James Brown 19 “Ain’t That Peculiar” — Marvin Gaye 20 “Turn, Turn, Turn” — The Byrds 21 “See Saw” — Don Covay 22 “I’m Comin’ Through” — Sounds Incorporated 23 “Don’t Fight It” — Wilson Pickett 24 “Bootleg” — Booker T and the MGs 25 “I Ain’t Gonna Eat Out My Heart Anymore” — The Young Rascals 26 “Respect” — Otis Redding 27 “Try Me”/“Papa’s Got A Brand New Bag” — James Brown (“instrumentals”) 28 “I’ve Been Loving You Too Long” — Otis Redding 29 “All Or Nothing” — Patty Labelle and her Belles 30 “Pretty Little Baby” — Marvin Gaye 31 “Oowee Baby, I Love You” — Fred Hughes 32 “The Tracks of My Tears” — The Miracles 33 “Yum Yum” — Joe Tex 34 “Agent 00 Soul” — Edwin Starr 35 “Money” — Barrett Strong 36 “Some Other Guy” — Ritchie Barrett (“George’s ‘Revived 45’ list — he’s dug these since they first came out.”) 37 “It Wasn’t Me” — Chuck Berry 38 “Mohair Sam” — Charlie Rich 39 “Let Him Run Wild” — The Beach Boys 40 “Do You Believe In Magic” — The Lovin’ Spoonful

“George really knows his records. It’s always a pleasure to talk to him about them.” - Tony Hall, Record Mirror, January 1, 1966 (x)

George's "Fab Forty" playlist: on YouTube, and on Spotify.

[slocumjoe]

This is a very old and tired complaint but Shaun really was the stupidest thing about fallout 4. The synths were pretty bad too but the synths weren't supposed to be the characters motivation for doing anything. Shaun was several jukes in a contrivance trench coat that clashed with...everything else, to be honest.

So anyway, some dumb ideas i came up with in ten minutes to replace the "Find your son" plot, still using the basic ideas

The SS is still pre-war, and still is the only survivor of Vault 111. This time, they're the ones taken by Kellogg, and after undergoing something (basically just being conscious in the Institute for a bit) before getting thrown back out into the Wasteland. The motivation is figuring out who those science guys were, what they wanted with you, and later, are you a synth?

The SS is not pre-war. Game starts with you traveling with some merc group (gunners maybe?) told to investigate Vault 111 and get out any survivors of the cryo chambers. You find the cryo'd people, but the Institute and Kellogg are right behind you. Kellogg kills everyone in your band, leaving only you, as you hide or play dead or whatever. The Institute takes all of the people you were supposed to save. Motivation is 1: avenging your team and killing Kellogg, 2: figuring out why you were sent to Vault 111 in the first place, and if this job was a set-up.

SS is a traveler who stumbles upon Garvey in Concord. You save him and his group, and can join the Minutemen as usual. If you accept, the Settlement radiant quests start to involve the Institute. Synths are constantly attacking your farms, you keep finding replacements in your settlements trying to kill the original people, and the Institute sends you letters requesting your cooperation or to disband the Minutemen, depending on your actions. Kellogg also keeps showing up and throwing wrenches in Minutemen business. Now, as the General, you're trying to find the Institute to make them stop fucking with your people. If you decline the Minutemen, the Institute starts attacking the major settlements, and now the Commonwealth is under invasion. The Brotherhood rolls in with no fake niceties, and you get roped into it by either the Railroad or BOS in a random encounter.

Back to Pre-war SS. The cryo chambers open after 200 years on their own, and all of the 'residents' stumble out to find the Vault staff dead. Someone has to go see what its like topside. You can volunteer, or everyone draws straws/flips a coin/etc and you lose, having to go up. You go find Codsworth, he tells you there are people in Concord. Find Garvey, etc etc. Vault 111 is now up and operational by Pre-war civilians, but you're tasking with getting supplies for them. Joining the Minutemen makes this easier, as you can send supply routes rather than do it yourself. The Vault interests the Institute, who send Kellogg to attack Sanctuary and the Vault after hitting a certain threshold of success. You go after the Institute once it looks like the Institute, before the war, had something to do with Vault 111, and are now trying to come collect those results. Motivation is figuring out what the Institute is actually planning for the Commonwealth, and why Vault 111 and its people seem to be their ticket to that future.

[elleniemae]

Ooooooo this sounds fun, I’ll do it

1. Underprivileged Mentee, Hollabackatcha

2. Shawn Takes a Shot in the Dark

3. Shawn’s time away from SB PLEASE WHAT WAS HE DOING

4. Mr Yang

5. Pierre being an agent was DEFINITELY a con because Shawn’s criminal bf is definitely a criminal fight me. He’s got EVERYONE fooled (except Shawn lol)

6. One is too hard I’ll pick 3: a. “That’s my gun” “So you know it works” b. Jules finding out he’s not psychic confession scene. c. Jukes hearing Shawn confess his love over the wire scene.

7. When Yin is about to kill them and Gus says something like “If I had the chance to go back and do it all again I would”

8. When she takes down the bad guy in the online dating episode

9. “Nice shooting, detective” “Did you just call me detective?” “….no”

10. “You two are not hired on this case” “DAAD!” “They’re hired” “What?!”

11. When she was reprimanding Shawn and Gus to “stay off the case” but told them they “never had this conversation” Also her goodbye scene.

12. Shawn Spencer, Psychic Detective

13. Burton Guster, Pharmaceutical Salesman

14. FREAKING TROUT (rarely have I hated a character more. As a person, not as a character)

15. Shules definitely. (or, as the discord calls them, Shajookie-cookie 🍪🛼)

16. Either “Gus don’t be exactly half of an eleven pound Black Forest ham,” “Gus don’t be the ‘iiiiiiii’ in ‘wait for iiiiiiiiit’” or “Gus don’t be the only black lead on a major cable network”

17. I don’t do hc’s that much, I just appreciate others. Can’t say no to Bi icon Shawn Spencer but that’s basically canon so…

18. I enjoyed it as a musical enjoyer. It felt like a psych episode with music, and it was entertaining. Not all the songs hit, but the good ones are AWESOME (I’ve Heard It Both Ways and Santa Barbara Skies are my personal favorites)

19. Christmas Joy

20. “Suck it” “You suck it” “🎶Suck iii~t🎶” I use it on my siblings almost daily

21. Definitely Shawn, he would be very entertaining for 24 hours, also I’d want to see what he could “psychically” read off me

22. I specifically remember the day when at a friends house, she insisted we would enjoy the show, and we watched Last Night Gus. My siblings and I then went home and proceeded to binge watch it while showing our parents. It is the only show that we can all agree on when nothing else works.

23. I’ve got 3 crossovers that I think about. B99 is a cool one that would be very funny. A crossover with the show “The Pretender” was actually a dream of mine and it was pretty fun from what I remember. Finally, I would DIE for a Fnaf crossover, there was a previous post I reblogged about this and I still think about it at night.

24. When Shawn says that Gus has to go help save Jules while he gets Abigail because it was the only way he could know she would be alright AHHHHHHH I LOVE IT SM

25. I absolutely adore the “Heeeeeres Lassie!” version of the theme, the filtered vocals and the simple repeated “I know, you know” is just AHH so goodddddd.

Psych (2006) Ask Game because this is my favorite show and I'm making it everyone else's problem.

What is your favorite Gus nickname?

What is your favorite episode?

Which plot point/storyline do you wish had been expanded on in the show?

Favorite culprit?

Was Pierre Despereaux really an INTERPOL agent or was it all a con?

Favorite Shawn moment?

Favorite Gus moment?

Favorite Jules moment?

Favorite Lassie moment?

Favorite Henry moment?

Favorite Karen moment?

Favorite main character?

Favorite secondary character?

Least favorite character?

Favorite ship?

Favorite "Gus don't be"-ism?

Free Space - give a headcanon about any character.

Thoughts on Psych: the Musical

Favorite Christmas episode?

Favorite quote from the show

If you had to be stuck in a locked room with one of the characters for 24 hours, who would you pick?

How did you get into the show?

What other fictional universe would you like to see Psych crossover with?

Favorite Shawn and Gus friendship moment?

Favorite theme song version (besides the original)?

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Gale Reviews: ML Season 4 episode 7: Sole Crusher

(Spoilers Below)

-Starts off with a tour of Paris. Neat.

-Ladybug and Chat noir just chilling as this tour is taking place XD

-Zoe wants a croissant. And Apparently the Dupain Cheng Bakery is just established best bakery in Paris. Also, She is cute.

-Zoé became fast friends with Marinette. And Not gonna lie, I can kind of ship it.

-Marinette heard the girl only had one friend and was like I AM GOING TO FRIEND THE S*** OUT OF YOU. Seriously, how can people not love Marinette? She is a darling.

-OMG! Zoé reminds me of pre-origins Marinette! Thats the personality. Shy, sweet, stylish, but unsure of herself.

-And now she is meeting her mother and her half sister. Well, this can only end in an akuma.

-Zoé shifted pretty quick on turning up the chloé/spoiled brat routine to talk to her mom. You can tell the girl doesn't mean what she says but knows its the only way to talk to her mom. OOOF. What actually happened? I feel sympathy for her.

-I wonder what actually happened to Zoe and what happened at her middle school.

-Chloé treating her sister like she a show dog and checking her appearance.

-So Chloé is basically laying down the rules. I know she is being kind of a b**** but oddly, it seems kind of nice for Chloé? Idk how to describe it. Its twisted but like, its also Chloé.

-Zoé sweetie... I want to adopt her.

-CHLOÉ HAS SABRINA IN A CLOSET?! WHAT THE F***.

-I take back everything I said, Chloé that is

-So Chloé has someone she bullies but says she stopped or like doesn't work well now that She became a hero? I think she means herself. OMG Marinette was the Sufferer. Chloé, WHAT THE F***?

-Chloé on rule 72. I feel so bad for Zoé. Poor girl gotta deal with this.

-Chloé are you usually this bad? Or is this like a special demonstration?

-Also Someone PLEASE HELP SABRINA! I am 100% sure this is slavery.

-Chloé making a grand announcement.

-"I will buy you a better name" Chloé 2021.

-Basically Chloé announcing this is my half sister, fear her like me or else.

-So Adrien is her best friend who is Preferably rich. (Well that Tweet that Astruc tweeted out makes sense)

-And now Chloé to try and ruin Marinette and Zoe' ship friendship

-Look give Zoe an Oscar, she is really good at fake mean.

-Also, rethinking my view on Sabrina... I think she might just have a Kink. Sabrina may be a masochist.

-Zoé is in Aurore's class! Please let them be friends

-Rose already ready to adopt the girl. Im glad they don't think the worst of her.

-Zoé is REALLY GOOD at faking out Chloé. I thought she was caught but she just Juked like a pro. Chloé even looked Proud of Zoé.

-The Mayor actually seems to care for his step daughter

-WAIT A MINUTE! I was wrong! Zoé isn't a pre-origins marinette. She is a GOOD HEARTED version of Lila!

-The Mayor, I actually feel bad for him. Damn.

-WAS THAT A YOUNG TOMOÉ?! I SAW THAT! SO THATS HOW GABRIEL KNOWS HER! OH DAMN!

-And cue Shadowmoth.

-Oh wow she looks JUST LIKE CHLOÉ. LOL, CHLOÉ CREATED A MONSTER.

-JEAN NO! YOU WERE MY FAVORITE!

-Chloé realizing she f***ed up and ran

-Chloé is on point with her selfishness today. just throwing marinette's parents into the fray

-Kaalki using her powers for what is the GREATEST 5 SECONDS OF THE EPISODE. poor plagg

-Oh look Kitty section.

-Here I am expecting Marichat where chat noir saves Marinette. but what I got was Marinette telling Chat noir she isn't done talking as she talks to the akuma. Honestly, I think thats WAY BETTER.

-Chat noir then tripped the akuma AFTER marinette was done. Nice to know he is polite.

-Well that will be a pain to walk but the akuma is not inside. Also, Chat noir just said "I will cataclysm that bitch before the city gets destroyed." Chat noir seems to be getting more and more destructive... Interesting

-WHY IS EVERYONE SO NONCHALANT ABOUT SABRINA BEING IN CHLOÉ'S CLOSET!?

-Well that was a bit anti-climactic

-and the miraculous charm too.

-Well at least things don't seem awkward with Luka and Marinette. Thats good. Nice to know they moved on.

-IVAN YOU SWEET HEART! being the first one to give a hug. Ivan ya big softie

-So Chloé's mom is even afraid of Chloé now? That seems out of character.

-I do like Mayor Andre a bit more, and Zoe seems much happier. For that I am glad.

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Overall the episode was good, It didn't stand out like some of the other episodes but I did find it pretty funny.

Some of the characters seemed out of it for me.

Kaalki was my favorite part of the episode.

I did like the interaction with the akuma and the design, though the ending felt a bit anti-climactic for me.

I do Like Zoe's character and I look forward to Queen Banana.

I would say 7.5/10.

It was good for what it was. I think it wrapped up too quickly for me. But we will see on that.

[amazinggrace00]

AmazingGrace0 Master Fic List

*Most summaries are shortened for the purpose of this post. Main pairing for all are Juke

All can be found on AO3

Series:

Unperfect Harmony (The Accidental Taylor Swift Stan Series):

(Yes I know Unperfect isn't a word, it's fun)

Unperfect Harmony:

20 Chapters (Completed)

125,341 Words

Rated: M

Friends to Lovers to Exes to Enemies to Bandmates to Friends to Lovers.

Julie and Luke dated in high school, break up, go off to have their own careers, and then are brought back together to form a new band to save both of their careers.

The Truth Has Come Down Now:

6 Chapters (Completed)

25,686 Words

Rated: T

5 + 1

Now that Julie and Luke are back together, they plan on keeping their relationship a secret from everyone except their close friends and family for a long time. Or, Five Times Julie and Luke almost revealed their relationship, and one time they did.

Now That We Are Done With That, Wanna See My Renegade:

8 Chapters (Work in Progress)

26,310 Words

Rated: T

One shot/multi shot series

Julie and Luke are married now. What kind of trouble can they get up to?

Mistake Series... Just Like Me:

We Don't Make Mistakes -- We Just Have Happy Accidents:

Oneshot

4,997 Words

Rated: G

5 + 1

Five mistakes on Julie and the Phantom's First Tour, and one time it wasn't really a mistake.

I Never Made A Mistake In My Life. I Thought I Did Once, But I Was Wrong

Oneshot

4,374 Words

Rated: G

5 + 1

Five more mistakes that happened on the Julie and the Phantom's tour and one time it wasn't a mistake.

Mamma Mia Broadway AU:

A Grown Up Women Should Never Fall So Easily:

Oneshot

18,612 Words

Rated: T

Julie is having a great time making her Broadway debut in the revival of Mamma Mia. So why is she getting upset over the fact that her costar might be leaving the show and New York? And why does no one else seemed to be as affected by the news as she is?

A Little Small Talk, A Smile And Baby I Was Stuck

Oneshot

17,624 Words

Rated: T

Luke is enjoying his time as Sky in the Broadway Revival of Mamma Mia! He is performing with his best friends, meeting new fans from all over the world, and gets to kiss his crush every night. His crush being his best friend, costar, and on-stage fiancé. But when he makes plans to fly out to LA for three weeks to potentially start a solo career, things start to get weird with said crush/costar and he isn't exactly sure why.

Speak Now

'Cause I see, sparks fly whenever you smile

Oneshot

1,668 Words

Rated: G

Julie has a hard time not being affected by Luke's smiles.

Track 2: Sparks Fly

Your time is running out and they said, "Speak now"

Oneshot

2,469 Words

Rated: G

Luke Patterson is not the type to interrupt a wedding.

Okay, maybe he is.

But he swears that he is not going to.

Track 4: Speak Now

This night is sparkling don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck blushing all the way home

Oneshot

7,686 Words

Rated: T

Julie would have done anthing in the world not to go to the party that night.

But then she met Luke.

And now she doesn't know what to think.

Track 9: Enchanted

'Cause you can't lead me down that road, And you don't know what you don't know

Oneshot

4,189 Words

Rated: T

People are mean sometimes.

Julie tries to deal with it.

Key word is tries.

Track 6: Mean

Now go stand in the corner and think about what you did

Oneshot

5,032 Words

Rated: T

Everyone thought that Julie and Luke would get together the summer before Senior Year.

But they didn't.

Now Julie and Nick are together.

And Luke is jealous.

Track 10: Better Than Revenge

Stand Alone Multi-Chapters:

another name goes up in lights, you wonder if you’ll make it out alive

14 Chapters (Completed)

73,988 Words

Rated: T

Julie Molina is enjoying her time on Phantoms, the supernatural detective show. It had been her saving grace after being blacklisted from basically everywhere following her media feud with former Disney Channel costar Carrie Wilson that tanked her music career before it even started.

But with rumors that the show isn’t going to get a third season, Julie is worried about her career completely ending with no jobs or recording contracts in sight.

Add in the fact that even if they get a third season, Julie’s costar might leave the show and go off to pursue his music career.

And Julie is trying to understand why said costar potentially leaving is making her so upset.

Back To December:

10 Chapters (Completed)

107,406 Words

Rated: T

Ten Year Fic

Julie and Luke are an international ranked Ice Dance Pair, formed when they were tiny. Over the next ten years they navigate their careers, partnership, and relationship. (Yes it's based off of THAT Canadian Ice Dance Pair)

There Is Nothing Ironic About Show Choir

10 Chapters (Completed)

31,976 Words

Rated: T

A weird Bring It On The Musical AU with a splash of Glee

Julie gets notified that she has been redistricted to Los Feliz West, a school that is significantly poorer and is rumored to be extremely dangerous, Julie finds her life over. She doesn't fit in, she has made some enemies, and worst of all, they don't even have a choir class, let alone a show choir

Stand Alone Oneshots

Yes, I Did That And You Would Do It Too For A Check:

4,034 Words

Crack fic

Julie and Luke are fed up with the press and decide to troll the hell out of them.

I've Waited A Hundred Years But I'd Wait A Million More For You:

17,599 Words

Rated: M

Part of JATP FFM week (Royal AU)

Julie, as the future Queen of the Country of Dahlia, is not looking forward to her 25th birthday. Turning 25 means she has to become an official working royal. Turning 25 means that she can't be with the love of her life.

[serendipitee]

8 for Juke seems almost too perfect

You are so right, it is perfect for them 😉 thank you so much for the prompt, this is kind of a 4+1 kinda situation and I really hope you like it!

8. Humming a song and having them begin to hum with you without thinking. 

Julie was so tired. Her shift had taken longer than anticipated and she couldn’t wait to get home, lay down next to Flynn on the couch and watch bad reality TV for the rest of the night.

 Her brain was barely functioning anymore and the only thing running through her mind was the song that played as she left the restaurant. Carrie had put it on the playlist, knowing full well that their boss would reprimand her for playing it during the dinner rush when the place was filled with families. Sitting down at her bus stop, she started humming the melody, hoping to get it out of her system.

 ‘Stained coffee cup, just a fingerprint of lipstick's not enough’ sung the voice in her head, as she tapped her foot against the concrete.

Her vision was blurring as she waited for the bus, staring at the street in front of her. After she had finished the song, she started again, getting into it a little more. Music always helped to keep her awake. Her brain even added harmonies and it took Julie bumping her shoulder against somebody else’s to realize that she wasn’t alone anymore.

 Blinking, she made out the figure sitting next to her, humming along in a deeper register, matching her voice perfectly.

 It was a boy (A cute boy, her mind immediately supplied). His hair was peeking out underneath the orange hat he was wearing. He seemed as surprised as her when their eyes met.

They didn’t stop humming, though, instead getting even more into it. He seemed to be brimming with energy, leg bouncing in time with the song while his fingers played the correct chords in thin air.

 Julie’s eyes grew a little bigger, when he smirked at her as they reached the chorus once again. She couldn’t help the heat from spreading over her neck and face as they didn’t break eye contact until the bus arrived.

 He got out two stops before her, throwing a smile into her direction as he stepped out.

. . .

   Two days later he fell down next to her again, joining her humming of ‘Shout out to my ex’ (another Carrie playlist add stuck in her mind) and making sure to lean closer as the wait for the bus dragged on.

 He was wearing a Poison shirt and a grey hat this time and Julie filed away the information.

. . .

   The next time she was humming ‘Talk Dirty to Me’ by them, his eyes growing wide as he recognized the song.

 She might’ve gotten a little distracted by staring at his arms in the cut-off he was wearing. And when she closed the door behind herself, Flynn had to take one look at her to know that she had met ‘bus-boy’ again.

. . .

   Julie wasn’t humming anything when he sat down to her for the fourth time. It was the anniversary of her mother’s death and she had thought that working would distract her from her fact that she couldn’t be at home with her dad and brother. It hadn’t, her mind running circles and all she wanted was to get drunk with Flynn.

 If he was surprised by her silence, he didn’t make any indication of it. Instead, he let his shoulder touch hers, the contact grounding her a little.

 After a minute or two she picked up on the humming. The song he had picked made her smile sadly. It had been one of her mother’s favorites. She’d always sing it whenever any of them felt down. Julie knew that a lot of people thought of it as a guilty pleasure, a song you wouldn’t public call your favorite but for the boy to bring it up now, her heart soared.

 The lyrics slipped out before she could stop them. “I got a pocket full of sunshine, I got a love and I know that it’s all mine.”

 Her voice was low, but his eyes grew just like his smile as he continued humming in the harmonies. Encouraged by his reaction Julie sung a little louder and he joined her on the second chorus.

 “The sun is on my side, take me for a ride. I smile up to the sky, I know I'll be alright…”

 They finished the song, the bus drove up but Julie couldn’t take her eyes off of him. Somehow, he had managed to make her smile for the first time today.

 The doors closing again shook them out of their stupor, both jumping in at the last second. Only as they sat down next to each other did Julie realized that he was holding her hand tightly in hers.

 He didn’t let go until his stop came up. Checking in on her, he breathed out a goodbye, before disappearing again.

 She watched him leave, her heart lighter than she had thought possible this morning.

. . .

   The next day she was surprised to find him already sitting at the bus stop. He was never first. She stopped a few feet away, sure that he hadn’t seen her, yet. His leg was bouncing nervously and he was rubbing the blue rabbit’s foot she had spotted at the chains on his pants.

 Her heart jumped a little in her chest as she stepped up to him.

 He wasn’t humming, instead jumping out of the seat as he saw her, breathing out a greeting before rubbing the back of his neck.

 “Hi,” Julie said back and his smile grew.

 “I- um, I’m Luke,” he finally introduced himself.

 Luke.

 She took another step forward. “I’m Julie.”

 “Julie…” He said her name almost reverently, eyes never leaving hers. “You- you, uh, you wanna sit down?”

 Julie nodded, taking the seat next to him. They smiled at each other and he offered her one of his earphones. She took it, fingers brushing his and she caught him biting his lips.

 His number was saved in her phone before he stepped off the bus this time.

[a-tomb-with-a-view]

Out of curiosity, do you think there’s a reason that jatp seems to have appealed to so many ace people? I feel like a part of it is showing a romantic connection in Luke and Julie that exists separate from any physical one but also in part I feel like it could be the emphasis on platonic relationships in the show too and how they’re just as important? Idk I’m just really interested to hear other’s thoughts on this

Hi, thanks for the question! Personally I have a few theories:

1) there’s so much purple in this show

2) there’s very little importance placed on sexuality. Sure, dirty candy wear more “risqué” clothing but no one ever objectifies them or sexualises anyone within the series, they’re just teenage girls having fun and wanting to look good

3) as you said, the physical aspect of romance is not a big deal. All of willex’s touches are comforting and supporting and the desire to be close, not anything overly romantic coded, although their relationship certainly is, and juke can’t touch, and they don’t kiss when they become able to, they hug

4) I think the platonic relationships are important, but more so I suspect to the aro community, although it definitely emphasises how little importance there is to the touch between romantic couples, because the platonic relationships are equally tactile

5) the power of love and the power of friendship are basically interchangeable. Julie didn’t kiss Luke to save him, she verbalised and hugged him, and it worked for the other boys as well, showing that although she may have loved Luke differently, she loved them all equally and I think that’s also pretty damn cool, and it doesn’t give extra weight to romantic touch in the way a kiss to save Luke would’ve

I’ve kind of used romantic and sexual interchangeably because the connotations of sexual are not really what I’m going for, I mean touches that many acespec people are averse to (kissing on the lips, excessive face touching, etc) and I would love to hear from anyone in the aro community if they have any opinions on this kind of thing :)))

[freakygirlie]

since you're multifandom what are your top 5 favorite ships??

AWESOME QUESTION ANON LET'S GOOOOOOO !!!

number 1:

wincest <3

there is no ship quite like wincest. soulmates, made for each other, FIGHTING THE ENTIRE WORLD FOR EACH OTHER, doing absolutely anything for each other, sam and dean are insane and feral for each other. them being brother makes their ship even more spicy and adds so many layers to it. they have all the romantic tropes ever invented and are so close to each other, are each other's number one, have done the craziest shit for each other, god they are top-tier. they love each other SO MUCH, the most and repeatedly choose each other over others, the world, their own sanity!! when the other hurts, they hurt, the bring out sides in each other no one else can THEY ARE JUST FUCKING PERFECTTT, the way they make each other FEEL is incomprehensible. they are IT for each other. i love them so much and ship them so hard <3

number 2 !

merthur <3

MERLIN AND ARTHUR MY ABSOLUTE BELOVEDDDDD. god they are so perfect for each other and their relationship is absolute gold. the way merlin slowly breaches arthur's walls and helps him become a better person, the way merlin loves him and protects arthur so much, the way arthur allows only merlin to be so frank with him, how fond he is of merlin and how much he loves him, I'M JUST *combusts* . their story is a beautiful one, how arthur accepted merlin even though he was a sorcerer- the people he'd been brought up to hate, how he wanted merlin to just hold him when he was dying, how merlin waited A THOUSAND YEARS just for arthur. light me on fucking fire, these two are adorable, their banter, their love, everything <33

number 3 !

peraltiago <3

amy and jake- quite possibly the best people to ever exist AND THE BEST COUPLE EVR. THEY. ARE. PERFECT. their story is so beautiful and i love them so much !! those friends who are always teasing each other and everytime the insinuation they like each other is made they go ''no!'' and then the slow realization they do like each other, doing your best to ignore it AND THE WHEN YOU FINALLY GET TOGETHER. them! they! jake and amy! they're opposites as hell but fit so well i lose my mind all the time. they love each other so much, improve each other, and are so fond of each other godddd. and they're married and have a baby I LOVE THEM TO DEATH !! <33

number 4 !

cheleanor <3

scattered across 800 versions of their AFTERLIVES, having their memory erased more times than i can remember, these two found each other EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. their love was so special it literally saved humanity. they made each other better IN EVERY WAY POSSIBLE and not just them, but those around them !! they love each other so deeply, accept each other's flaws and see each other in such a beautiful light it makes my soul melt. they are SOULMATES who found love in each other when they were deprived of it their entire lives. i love them so much, their scenes are gorgeous and their story is one for the ages <3

number 5 !

juke <3

JULIE AND LUKE MY LOVES AAAAHHHH. I love them so so so fucking much my god. the way they love each other through their music, HOW LUKE IS A GHOST BUT JULIE IS STILL SO FOND OF HIM, how luke loves her so much, the connection they have, their literal soul-bonding moments, their scenes! their songs! their performances me cuckoo, FLIRTING WHILE SINGING AAAAHHHH. luke is so proud of julie and admires her so much and julie looks up to luke so much, they are literal soulmates and their story is just <3 i love them so much mwah <33

+ special shoutout to SYMBROCK !!

my monsterfucker ship, eddie and venom's banter, their fondness for each other, the beautiful and spicy connection they have, VENOM LITERALLY LIVES INSIDE EDDIE, their enemies(ishhsdjd)to lovers journey, and how they're protective AND DOMESTIC AS HELLLL with each other, THEIR TERMS OF ENDEARMENT AND LOVE FOR EACH OTHER IN THE COMICS !!! it's just beautiful i can't wait for my gay monster moments in venom 2 <3333333333

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AND THERE WE GOOOO MY MOST FAVORITE SHIPS EVER I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH <333

[monochromemedic]

“You know you and that Dwight kid are alot alike.” “How so?” “Well out here you two are like nervous dogs, pissing yourself and clinging to everyone like white on rice but out there you seem to grow a pair and do some impressive shit.” Ash huffed, a grin curling the corners of lips as he tightened a few gears on his hand. “Thanks Ash, that means alot coming from you.”  “I know.”  I watched his grin widen in pride before falling, eyes lifting to Dwight and Nea a few feet away, their heads turned to the approaching fog that swept the forest. “Looks like it’s time to fetch those cojones, we’re heading out.” --------------------------------------------- The Thompson House The sun beamed down from above, nearly blinding me with it’s light. Every realm was so damn dark, that it was always jarring to be brought back here. I could already hear the corn beside be rustling, a dark shape darting away towards a distance generator. I exhaled sharply, confirming it was Nea from her beanie.  My calm composition was shattered as I felt hands resting on my shoulders, causing me to twist around, a hand raised to strike a Ghostface, or Wraith trying to play with me. Dwight’s hands shot towards upwards, a shocked look on his face. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you, don’t hit me!”  I lowered my fist, sighing again before quickly checking the area around us. “It’s ok Dwight, what do you need?” “I think we should work on a generator together, a bit away from Nea and Ash, you know just in case one of them gets caught we can complete one. Also uh, I can’t find Ash and Nea...” He trailed off, but I got what he was getting at. “Sounds good to me, lead the way.” I reached out for his hand, intertwining my fingers with his. They were so clammy, how that was possible despite being in the realm for only a few moments were a mystery not even the Entity knew.  Dwight paused for a moment, his thumb gently brushing the back of my hand before leading me to a generator he saw fit. Just as we reached the gen, a cry of pain erupted from Ash, scaring a few of a crows to fly into the air. The chase had begun, all Ash had to do was waste the killer’s time and try to stay alive while the rest of us did the work. Knowing Ash, he could piss a killer off like no tomorrow, causing them to want to give the most brutal punishments to him and only him. If we were lucky, Ash would throw the creature off it’s game and we could get an advantage. Dwight winced in sympathy, before turning his attention to the wires, brows knitted and broken glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose. “He’s got this.” I muttered under my breath, trying to comfort myself and Dwight’s nerves. Ash was a tank, sometimes it took a few extra hits just to down him, if not a good dozen on a good day. It’s like that guy was made to be beaten up and in the rare case we were in that was a gift. But if the killer was smart, like few were, they knew the tricks, and Nurse knew that Ash was best saved for last. The sound of a faint heartbeat filled my ear, and I felt a shutter come over my body. Before I had a chance to open my mouth, the rushing form of the Nurse loomed over Dwight, her bonesaw slashing across his back. The man cried in pain, shooting up and running while he had the chance. I followed close behind, hoping that if needed, I could take a quick hit and keep Dwight from being on the hook. God I couldn’t stand to watch Dwight on the hook, the way he cried and whimpered, the tears that feel from his big kind eyes. There was a numbness to them, one that showed he’d done this a million times before but was still filled with a sense of terror, deep into his core. I think that’s what hurt the most, what made even the most hardboiled survivors feel pity. The Nurse slowly raised her hand, the sound of a desperate attempt for air echoing in the air. She was gonna teleport, and it was a long one. We could trick her. I quickly snatched Dwight’s hand, a cry of pain ripping his lips as I yanked him towards the Nurse. He gasped and whimpered, eyes bulging as he tried to rip his hand out of mine. “W-what are you doing!? We’re gonna-” As the words left his lips the Nurse vanished, appearing a few feet behind us with a choking sound, grabbing her chest for some resemblance of air. Dwight let out a surprised laugh, now trailing beside me willingly. “I-I kinda forgot we could do that to be honest. I’ve seen other’s do it but, I can never make my legs move TOWARDS her.” We took shelter behind a small makeshift wall, Dwight’s hand’s searching his back for the wound while he slouched against the wood. “How does it look? It feels deep.” I watched as a finger brushed the edge of the deep, bloodied cut, a sharp exhale rattling through his chest. “S-shit. Damn it, this isn’t good. My arm feels numb, how am I suppose to do generators like this?” My hand brushed against his cheek, smearing some of the blood droplets away from his eyes. “I’ll patch you up, no worries. Come on, turn around Dwighty... we just gotta hope she doesn’t have that one thing on her and you’ll be good as new, I promise.” A generator popped in the distance and not long after another popped in succession, a wave of comfort swept my body. At least the others were doing something. Dwight turned his back to me, his dirty white button up now torn and damp in sticky red. His cut was deep that much was true, but certainly not the worse any of us had. I began to work, trying anything and everything that would possibly help him feel better and close the wound. Despite this I couldn’t help the small sounds he would make in response, the way he’d shutter and twitch with every movement towards the wound. It was a familiar sight unfortunately, but despite the fact you’d be playing EMT every night it didn’t mean you were any good at it. I whispered apologies under my breath, before going silent, my hand clasping over his mouth, my other hand pulling him flush against my chest. Spine Chill was acting up again, and although I couldn’t hear a heart beat that didn’t mean that she couldn’t appear beside us at a moments notice. Dwight’s breath was hot against my palm, I could feel him bite his lips, trying to silence himself even further. I’m glad he wasn’t the type of guy to push aside any safety procedures when he himself couldn’t sense danger. The amount of times I got caught because someone I was with didn’t catch sight of a killer was way too often. Spine Chill lingered for a good 3 to 4 seconds, before being broken, as her attention turned back to a taunting Ash. Thank god for him and the inherit desire to sock him in the face. I pulled my hand from Dwight’s mouth, running it down his neck to rest on his hip. “She was looking over here.” “I kind of suspected that... maybe we should get the generators done, we’re wasting alot of time as it is. One of is is gonna get on hook and it’s gonna go down hill from there if we don’t get at least one more gen, I had a trial at Haddonfield and we got the gens done way faster then this-” Dwight began to trail off, raising his fingers to lips to chew on his nails. “Dwight, it’s fine, I’m almost done anyway, then we can get those gens done faster then any Haddonfield.” I turned my attention back to his wound, hearing Ash get go down in the distance. Damn it, he got way too cocky. Dwight began to bite himself harder, making underlying noise of distress. “Alright, all done, I’ll get Ash, you go to work on the Generator ok?” Dwight stood and nodded, the look on his face apparent he didn’t want me to go and instead work with him. I grabbed his bloody hand with mine, giving it a slight squeeze. “It’ll be ok, we’ll make it out of here, we always do, one way or another. Besides, I know how to juke her.”  I flashed him a small smile, and he returned my hand squeeze weakly. “Be safe, she might be on to you... and Ash’s hook is by the basement.” “I know. But we gotta try to get him-” “No I know, it’s just... bad positioning is all. Go get him, he’s gonna hit the second hook threshold so Nea’s probably on the next gen.” He moved his hand, biting onto the next unlucky nail. “Alright, stop biting your nails baby, catch you on the other side of the gate.” I called out behind me as I jogged towards Ash’s aura. Half way there I realized what I said to Dwight, and felt my face cringe in reaction. Baby? I was just looking for a comfort term but it had to be baby? God why couldn’t he have an easy to abbreviate name?  I slowly approached Ash’s hanging form, the hook piercing his blue shirt, turning it a dark crimson color. His tired eyes moved to look at me, the claws of the Entity closing around his body, ready to strike. “So nice of you to stop playing pat-a-cake with your boy toy to help a dying man.” He growled, a dribble of blood leaking down his chin as he spoke. “I wasn’t-” I stopped myself, lowing my voice while I quickly got him off the hook. “I wasn’t doing that, he got hit real bad by the bone saw. I... I accidently called him baby.” “Ho-ho! Look at you, little miss promiscuous.” He teased “It was an accident, he was freaking out, I was trying to call him something to calm him down but I couldn’t think of anything. He doesn’t think we’re gonna make it out due to how fast we’re doing the gens.” “We could be half way out the door and he’d think we aren’t doing good enough, the boy needs to get some of that good stuff ya know what I mean?” Ash mimicked smoking as we made our way to where Dwight was, hearing Nea go down in the distance. “It’s weed-” “I know-” “Not that if I found any I’d give it to him. Daddy’s needs come first and I’ll be damned if I’m giving the first recreational drug I find in this hell scape to a desk jockey.” “Somehow I don’t think he’d take it anyway...” Ash snorted, pressing his metal hand against the gaping wound in his chest, a gush of blood dripping down his front. “Ye-yeah good point. Damn it, let’s just get this over with, I really hate the hook wounds.” ------------------------------------------------------------------- The rest of the trial went well, as well as a trial with a murderous teleporting health care worker could go. With the help of Dwight we managed to get the last gens done fairly quickly. The only trouble was a second hook for Ash and one for Nea but otherwise we got out fairly safe. Seems like the Nurse was off her game, and Ash’s perfected skill of  being an annoying asshole was once again overpowered and successful. I slumped against the log, wrapping the dirty gauze around my arm from the clawed hands of the Nurse. She managed to hit me right at the end, tried to pull me back into the trial with what strength she had. Luckily due to the Entity’s twisted sense of humor it was already healing, a double edged sword when you found out it was just to put you through the wringer later. Dwight frowned at the tattered remains of his clothes, his thumb smoothing over the rough slash before standing up and beginning to rummage through his suitcase of clothes. “Damn kid, you’re yolked as hell. Why the hell have you been holding out on all of us huh? What’s your secret?” Ash gawked, circling around the bare chested Dwight. Despite the fact he was facing away from me I could some how sense how red his face was getting, his arms curling around his chest to hide himself. Ace who just returned from a walk in the woods chime in as well. “Damn, I looked just like that as a young buck.” He turned to face me, giving a signature smile and finger guns. “Now I look even better.” “I... I don’t look that good, I’ve just been um... running alot. Hyperventilating.” He tried to turn his attention to his clothes, picking out a sweater to hold close to him. “Nah don’t be so shy, why don’t we ask the pretty lady how you look huh? Jenna. What do you think of this hot slab of man meat hmm?” Ash’s arm wrapped around Dwight’s shoulder, turning his body to face me. He looked terrified, his eyes wide and beads of sweat beginning to form along his forehead. Ash was right, he wasn’t ripped but he certainly was fit. But most of the survivors were fit, least the ones that were here the longest were. A nice soft v-line, the smallest signs of the beginning of abs being amplified by the light of the campfire. I averted my eyes to the dirt below, nudging a clump of dirt with my shoe. “You look nice Dwight, Ash and Ace are right even if they are... them.” “Well you heard the lady, the house is always right.” Ace chimed in from his seat on the long. “You got spunk kid.” “And if you keep it up you’ll get to spunk-” Ash smiled, causing Dwight to huff and pull himself away, earning a scolding from myself “Ash-” “What? I can’t be a hype man for nervous nelly over here? I’m trying to give the man a pair that he NEEDS.” “He has a pair Ash, come on. I know you’re trying to help, you try to help alot of people but...” “But what? Come on Sugar, spill it. I know you like to keep those thoughts to yourself.” “...You can be a little... much.” “Baby I’m all a little much-”  I felt my cheeks warming up, crossing my arms nervously as Ash loomed over me. “I mean... sometimes you need a softer approach with things, with Dwight, with me. You can be... off-putting or rude to people who aren’t into your... muchness. You probably scared Dwight off and made him more self conscious cause you said that instead of helping him.” “Well then who’s fault is that? We told him he looks great! Ugh, whatever, I’ll stop being a charity case then, since nobody seems to be appreciative.” Ash grunted, turning around to storm off to a second campfire off in the distance. “Ashley... damn it...” My shoulders slumped in defeat, going to sit beside Ace who was twisting a scratched coin between his fingers. “Don’t sweat it mi tesoro, Ash is just thick headed when it comes to his ways. You either get it through or you break your hand trying to knock the sense into him.” “Was I wrong? Maybe I was being too harsh on Ash. I just... I just don’t want us to fight, I don’t want anyone to fight. We’re all so tense in trials I just want us to get along and be happy for once outside of them.” Ace frowned, placing a comforting hand on my thigh so I would look at him. “Sometimes people will fight, especially since, well... we’re HERE of all places. But give em enough time and when the right moment comes around they’ll forget all about whatever fight you were having and drag your ass from the basement apologizing and praying you won’t die. Happened to me twice. When the shit hits the fan we look out for each other and if it isn’t hitting the fan then it’s not a day in the fog am I right?” He flashed another smile and I couldn’t help but smile along “Yeah, yeah I suppose you’re right. I just want it to stay happy. But that’s impossible huh?”  “Not impossible, just very, very, very hard. But I love shitty odds, so I’m with you for keeping the vibe lively. Maybe when Dwight and Ash come back with can get a round of cards going huh? I promise I won’t cheat.” “I got a feeling you’re lying to me but honestly I’ll take a rigged game any day.”

[momokyuuu]

Bright Outfit Sleeves

me?? producing more content??? thats not dahlias?? its more likely than you think

ALSO update it’s not a dahlia its a rose, i kind of forgot my masterpost is behind on tumblr.

this is a screenshot of julie’s Bright outfit from a Paul Becker (say thank you paul) BTS Video. Link to the video can be found here (timestamp: 2:20)

lets go:

1) that’s a heart on her sleeve, symbolizing julie wears her heart on her sleeve

2) that’s a rose in a heart. she keeps Rose (her mom) close to heart and there’s totally a conclusion you can make between wearing her mom’s flower on her sleeve in a heart. but im not fully here so you can reblog and tell me in the tags

3) rose absolutely bedazzled that patch

4) luke is associated with roses in my mind (link why can be found here)

5) luke’s flower is in a heart

6) there’s a little lightning bolt and a heart, so “electric hammer to the heart”

thanks for coming to my tedtalk. im not really analyzing or breaking something down per say, im just noticing random details of the show (i might make a bigger post with all the random small details i’ve noticed from rewatching the show for dahlias)

other sleeve below:

(same video, timestamp 3:09) julie has the eyes emoji on the back of her LMAO

okay so i was talking to the beautiful bean that is @dan-wylds​ AND i have learned:

1) blue butterflies symbolize either luck OR a dead loved one speaking to someone from beyond the grave

2) that could symbolize Rose (her mom) since we can assume Rose sewed that on for Julie

3) it could also symbolize luke for the good ol’ juke angst!!

4) “they’re a huge symbol of the goddess Psyche who was lonely/without passion until (after more shenanigans) she was saved by a god who was invisible” - Cherry also Psyche died in the end apparently so take that as you will

[lasting-inkpressions]

Burning Up [2/4]

Summary: When she applied to be the secretary for managing partner Rosé McCorkell, Denali hadn't expected to end up working for the biggest pain in her ass, nor did she expect anything beyond a professional relationship.

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It was raining heavily, the kind of rain that would drench you if you stepped out for just a second. Denali sighed as she stared out the office window, cursing herself for forgetting her umbrella at home. The weather app had warned her of the impending rain, but she’d forgotten as soon as she got a message from Rosé requesting that their morning meeting be pushed up, and so she had to rush out the house earlier than usual.

She supposed she could call an Uber, but was hesitant about spending the money. Sure Denali could afford it now with how much she made, but it was still nice knowing that she didn’t spend the extra money on that and instead saved it towards those new skates that she had been eyeing.

Collapsing into her chair, she swivelled around in it, noticing for the first time how deserted the office floor was. Checking her watch, her eyes bugged out at how late it was.

It was already well past 9pm.

Groaning, she slumped over her desk, knocking her head against it, finally feeling how exhausted she really was.

It had been a long week, and there had been a few big cases recently, meaning that there was a lot more paper work than usual. The paralegals had been running around helping out the various partners in the firm, and the managing partners themselves seemed a little bit more pressured than usual.

She remembered seeing Jan running back and forth between Lagoona and Rosé’s offices, followed by a trail of interns carrying various stacks and boxes of files. Lagoona had been the opposite, calm and collected through it all, reassuring and being a mentor to anyone who needed it on top of handling her own case load.

Rosé on the other hand had been a little on edge, as if she was the middle ground between the other managing partners, being neither frantic nor calm. She had been more restrained and quiet this week, retreating into her mind as she absorbed all the information she needed so she could plan out her courtroom strategies. Every time Denali had her morning meetings with her, or whenever she entered her office, it had been nothing but business, with almost no teasing from Rosé. At first, Denali had felt a little weirded out, then relieved at finally getting the peace and quiet she had always wanted. By the end of the week though, the blonde couldn’t help but miss their little interactions. She had actually gotten used to the banter that the two of them shared.

Burrowing her face into her arms, she pouted, thinking about how long she would have to wait for the rain to subside when she felt someone gently stroking the back of her head. Startled by the sudden touch, she looked up to find Rosé standing over her, a light frown on her face.

“Denali, what are you still doing here?”

Denali blinked, surprised that Rosé was still in the office. “Miss McCorkell! Aren’t you supposed to be at dinner with a client?” Rosé chuckled, settling herself at the edge of Denali’s desk. “Ever the diligent little secretary, aren’t you? It ended early, and I forgot something in the office. Also, you never answered my question, angel.”

And she was back with the nicknames again.

“I completed the weekly summary report not too long ago, so now I’m just waiting out the rain.”

“At this hour?”

Denali shrugged. “Catching an Uber now isn’t very economical.” Though she probably would have to give up at some point if the rain didn’t let up soon.

Rosé raised a brow. “And no plans on a Friday night? No hot date?” The younger girl couldn’t help letting out a snort before shaking her head in response. Who had time for dates when your job took up so much of your time? Rosé hummed, face carefully blank, then looked out the window at the rain. There were several beats of silence, causing Denali to squirm a little in her seat. She couldn’t tell what the other woman was thinking, and she couldn’t help but notice how close their hands were to each other, their pinkies almost touching. She quietly shifted her hands into her lap when her stomach let out a grumble, causing her to freeze and flush in embarrassment.

She probably should have eaten more than that panini for lunch.

“I’m guessing you didn’t have time for dinner again?” Denali’s brows shot up in surprise. She hadn’t expected Rosé to have noticed seeing as the older woman had been so busy herself. Rosé laughed at the expression on her face, lightly tugging at Denali’s ponytail in amusement.

“Don’t look so surprised! Of course I would have noticed that my secretary hasn’t been eating regularly for the past week.” Rosé slid off the desk and bent down to pick up both her bag and Denali’s. Smiling down at the blonde, she cocked her head towards the elevator.

“Come on baby, let’s get you some food, and then I’ll drive you home.”

Before she could even protest, Rosé had already started walking towards the lift lobby. Denali stared after the redhead, stunned for a moment before scrambling to follow her, trying to ignore how her heart was thumping just a tiny bit faster.

———

Rosé had practically herded the other girl into her car and, despite Denali’s initial protests, driven them both to a diner that was not too far from the office. There weren’t a lot of places that were still open at that hour, but The Goode Place was always open 24/7.

Careful to ensure that the both of them stayed dry, the older woman had parked her car as close to the entrance of the diner as possible and made Denali stay put while she walked over to her side with a large umbrella to shield them from the rain. Opening the door, Rosé had tugged Denali to her side, arm wrapped tightly around her shoulders, and had hip checked the door shut with a click, making sure that it was locked. All the while, Denali had been trying to control the blood rushing to her cheeks and her racing heart, telling herself that Rosé was just trying to make sure that the both of them stayed dry, or at least as dry as possible.

When they’d entered the diner, Rosé had let go of Denali, and the blonde quickly took a step away while the older woman shook out the umbrella and set it with the other wet ones at the entrance. Denali looked around at the interior of the diner, a little in awe at how the place looked. She had always noticed it in passing, but had never thought to set foot in it before, and now she wish she had done so sooner.

The place looked bright and colourful with a mix of retro and modern touches. There were vintage looking posters on the walls featuring old school pin up girl illustrations, bright neon lights spelling out cliched words, signed framed vinyls, eccentric decorations like flowers and vines, and the odd set of crystals with bare bulbs hanging from the ceiling. A juke box stood in the corner playing music from the 90’s, and the floors and walls were tiled in red, white, pink and blue colours.

Denali had been so enraptured by her surroundings that she hadn’t noticed how Rosé was staring at her with a small smile on her face. The older woman gently placed her hand on the small of Denali’s back and guided her to a nearby booth, and it was only then did Denali remember that she wasn’t alone, that she was there with her boss. After sitting in the booth, Rosé waved over a pretty girl with electric blue curls that was at the counter, whose face lit up in recognition and immediately bounced over with a pair of menus in hand.

“Hey there Rosé! I see you’ve brought some company this evening.” Rosé smiled back at the girl, leaning towards her and winking. “That I did, baby. Do I get a discount for bringing a new patron to this fine establishment?” The girl giggled, swatting Rosé in the arm with the menus. “Nice try, Miss Rich Bitch. Try again next time when you finally have a ring on your finger, and I’ll think about it.” Turning to Denali, the girl flashed a brilliant smile. “Nice to meet you girl, the name’s Crystal.” Denali smiled back, already taking a liking to her. “Nice to meet you! I’m Denali.”

Crystal’s brows shot up. “Denali? As in the pretty blonde secretary that Rosé is- OW!”

“Yes, she’s my secretary. And unless you want to lose the generous tip I usually give, I suggest you move on to what tonight’s specials are.”

Crystal pouted, rubbing the shin that Rosé had kicked into. “Alright, rude much.” She rattled off the specials for the night, took down their drink orders and left the two to decide what food to order. Denali opened up the menu, perusing it silently, trying not to think too much into how Crystal knew that she was Rosé’s secretary. Rosé tapped her finger on the table, already knowing what she wanted as Denali tried to decide what to eat. When Crystal came back with their drinks, they placed their food orders and then sat at the table in silence.

It felt a little awkward to Denali, being out in a public setting with her boss outside of their work hours, and having supper together at that. She wasn’t really sure how to act with the woman who signed her pay check every month combined with the fact that only up until recently, she had been harbouring nothing but frustration and a dislike towards. It was odd.

As if sensing the other girl’s inner thoughts, Rosé knocked their knees together. “What’s going on in that pretty blonde head of yours?”

Denali shrugged, playing with the straw of her drink. “It’s nothing.”

“Really? Nothing? Now why do I not believe you when you say that.”

Denali laughed under her breath, and chose to take a sip of her milkshake instead of replying her. Her eyes widened once the cold drink hit her tastebuds and she pulled away. “Oh my god, this is so good!” Rosé beamed. “Isn’t it? I discovered this place when I was still a paralegal a few years back. I haven’t been able find another place that makes as good a milkshake as this.”

Nodding in agreement, Denali happily drank more of her milkshake, oblivious to the fond smile Rosé gave her when the blonde finally relaxed.

It wasn’t too long until their food arrived, and they both ate in a more comfortable silence. In between bites, Rosé would ask Denali little questions, easy and non-intrusive ones, mindful of the fact that Denali still wasn’t entirely comfortable in her presence. It didn’t last too long though as Denali loosened up a little more, and was soon also contributing more to the conversation with her own questions. When both plates were empty and glasses drained, Rosé moved to pay for the bill, despite Denali trying to pay for her own food. Crystal had rolled her eyes at the two of them and had immediately taken Rosé’s card, ignoring Denali’s.

“Doll, if a rich woman offers to pay, just let her.” Denali pouted at Crystal and pocketed her card, ignoring the chuckles coming from Rosé. “She’s right, baby. Just listen to her.”

The blonde rolled her eyes at that, and the two of them departed, with Crystal blowing them a kiss goodbye. Thankfully, it had stopped raining and by the time they had reached Denali’s apartment, and it was a few minutes shy of midnight.

“Would you look at that? Looks like your chariot won’t turn into a pumpkin after all, Cinderella.”

Denali snorted at Rosé’s comment, biting her tongue when she instinctively wanted to make a remark, and instead smiled.

“Thank you for supper and bringing me home, I really appreciate it.”

Rosé brushed it off with a shrug. “It’s no big deal. You were working late because of me anyway, so it’s the least I could do.”

“Well, not a lot of bosses would think that way, so thank you again, Miss McCorkell.

Rosé pouted, leaning against the wheel of her car as she looked at Denali. “Oh come on Nali, after all these months together and me introducing you to New York’s finest milkshake, and you still won’t call me by my name?” Being tired from the long day and no longer as mindful of her own behaviour as she usually was, Denali couldn’t help letting out a soft laugh while unbuckling her seatbelt. She opened the door and paused for a moment, as if carefully contemplating something, before turning to look at Rosé, a playful glint in her eye.

“Good night, Rosé.”

Rosé’s mouth fell open when Denali said her name, but before the older woman could react, the blonde had shut the door and retreated to her apartment.

That night, Denali dreamed of milkshakes, jukeboxes and pink roses.

———

It was Monday morning when Denali knocked on the managing partner’s office door and let herself in, her trusty leather folio and Rosé’s usual cup of coffee in hand. She set the coffee down in its usual spot as Rosé carried on typing away at her keyboard.

“Good morning, Miss McCorkell.”

Rosé stopped typing and looked up from her laptop, a pout on her lips.

“What happened to Rosé?”

Ignoring her question with an almost affectionate roll of her eyes, Denali extracted an envelope from her folio and slid it over the desk towards Rosé. “This invitation for you was just delivered this morning.” The managing partner took one look at it and recognised the emblem. “Ah, it’s the invite for that benefit Lagoona mentioned earlier.” Deftly opening it with her fingers, she pulled out the invitation card and scanned its contents while Denali sat down in the chair opposite her, opening her folio and clicking her pen.

“I’m assuming that you will need a plus one for the benefit. Would you like me to contact Miss Sin again?”

“No need. Did you manage to get a hot date for next Friday?”

Denali raised a brow, unsure of why Rosé was asking her that. “..no?”

“Good, then you can be mine at the benefit.”

Denali had to pause for a moment, unsure about whether she heard Rosé correctly. She couldn’t have just asked Denali to be her plus one, right?

“I’m sorry, Miss McCorkell, did you just ask me to be your plus one for the benefit?” Rosé chuckled as she closed the lid of her laptop and folded her hands, a mischievous look in her eye.

“Well, I wasn’t really asking, more like I was ordering you to be my plus one.”

Denali laughed under her breath. “Of course you were.”

“What was that?”

“I said that I can’t.”

Rosé frowned, not liking her answer. “And why not? You already said that you didn’t have a hot date, and I’m assuming no other plans either.”

Well if Denali had known that Rosé was going to ask her to be her plus one, she probably would have made one up on the spot. Knowing that she was waiting for an answer, Denali wracked her brain for a quick excuse.

“..I don’t have anything to wear.”

She was an idiot.

“That’s it?”

“Also, I don’t think that it’s very appropriate for me to be your plus one when I’m your secretary.”

Rosé waved off her concern. “It’ll be fine and besides, who cares?” Denali pinched the bridge of her nose, already feeling an incoming headache. “Miss McCorkell, with all due respect, I do. And again, even if I didn’t, I don’t have anything appropriate to wear for the benefit.” The redhead frowned. Denali saw that Rosé was about to argue back and quickly cut her off.

“Now, on your schedule for today…”

Rosé frowned at being stopped, but kept quiet, hands clasped as she listened to Denali, though not as intently as she normally would.

Just because she was quiet , it didn’t mean that she had accepted Denali’s rejection.

———

Heels clicking on the asphalt, Denali walked along the sidewalk and towards the boutique she had been asked to go to pick up Rosé’s new custom suit for the benefit on Friday.

It had been funny and entertaining how the days leading up to the benefit, the older woman had been constantly and relentlessly pestering Denali about being her plus one. Every single morning Rosé would ask, and every single morning Denali would say no. Sometimes the blonde would go off for an errand or two, and come back to a post it stuck on her desk asking her, and each time she would sneak the post it back onto Rosé’s desk with no as the reply. There were even attempts to bribe her with boxes of donuts, cupcakes and macarons delivered to her table, and still she said no.

Kandy had been amused at the whole situation and had asked Denali if this was their weird version of foreplay, which had earned her a well placed eraser to the forehead.

Honestly, Denali wasn’t really sure why Rosé was so determined to bring her to the benefit as her plus one. If she had needed her secretary at her side at a professional capacity, Denali would have gone for sure, but from the sounds of it and the way Rosé was asking her, it didn’t feel like it. A small, insecure part of Denali felt a little scared that the redhead was just teasing her and leading her on, which was one of the main reasons why she kept rejecting her. Denali didn’t want to just end up being another conquest for Rosé.

Not that she was looking for anything more than a professional relationship anyways.

Pushing the glass door open and sighing in relief when she felt the cool air on her skin, Denali stopped in her tracks when she saw Rosé sitting on the settee in the middle of the boutique, eyes glued to her phone.

“Miss McCorkell? What are you doing here? I thought you had a personal appointment this afternoon.”

Rosé looked up from her phone and stood up, pocketing it. “I do.” Confused, Denali furrowed her brows. “Then why are you here? Did I make a mistake about picking up your suit for you?”

“Oh no, that’s correct. You’re here to pick up my suit for me, and I’m here too pick a dress for you.”

Denali stared at Rosé’s smug face, her mind slowly processing what other woman had just said.

“I’m sorry, what?”

Rosé chuckled at Denali’s expression just as a beautiful blonde woman emerged from another part of the boutique. “Rosé, the dresses that you selected are ready.” Clapping her hands, Rosé grinned at the French woman. “Excellent, thank you Nicky. Just like your name, you are an absolute doll.”

Pulling Denali over by the hand, she introduced her to the other blonde. “Nicky, this lady here is Denali, my plus one for the benefit.”

Shaken out of her stupor, Denali protested. “Wait a minute, I never agreed to be your plus one.” Rosé scoffed and looked down at Denali. “Well, the only reason you gave me for saying no was because you have nothing to wear. Now that we’re here, Nicky is going to help remedy that little problem, isn’t that right doll?” Rosé winked at Nicky. The French woman laughed, amused. “Indeed, come this way mes amours.”

Nicky led them to one of the adjoining rooms in the boutiques where there was a rack of dresses set up next to a curtained off fitting area. Rosé walked over to the rack and thumbed through the fabrics, pulling out a red dress.

“Let’s start with this one.”

What felt like hours later, Denali was tired out from trying on countless dresses, despite how hard she had tried to argue her way out of it. Both Nicky and Rosé had pointedly ignored her objections and kept pushing her back into the fitting room with a new dress to try on. With each dress she tried, Denali had noticed the price going higher and higher, with the number of digits and zeros increasing. She could probably sell one of the dresses off and have her rent taken care of for at least a year or two with the exorbitant price of each piece. She didn’t even want to think about how she’d be able to afford any of them, let alone for just one stupid night of dancing with rich snobs.

Finally, when it felt like she was about to reach her limit, Nicky had passed her a dress, assuring her that this was the one. Denali had sighed and taken it from her, drawing the curtains closed. Unzipping the blue one she had on and taking it off, she took the dress that Nicky had passed to her and finally looked at it. On the hanger, it looked like it would be a stunning floor length white strapless number, but would it be the case when it was on her?

Carefully unzipping it and taking it off the hanger, Denali stepped into it and slipped it on, frowning for a split second when she realised that she would have trouble zipping the dress up on her own. She tried to do it a number of times, but soon huffed in annoyance.

“Is anything the matter, mon cheri?”

“I’m just having some trouble zipping up. Do you think I could get some help?”

There were some quiet murmurs from outside, then the sound of the curtains opening and closing. Feeling fingers on her back, Denali brushed her hair to the side and held the dress to her chest as the the hands on her back pulled the zipper up, fingertips grazing the bare skin of her back as they did, causing her to shiver. Feeling the tug of the zip reaching the end, Denali stilled when she thought she felt lips ghost the back of her neck. Blinking in a daze, she turned around to find heated hazel eyes watching her.

Rosé was looking her over, eyes going down her body as she took in Denali’s form and how the dress looked on her before going back to her face, taking in how the blonde had a soft blush on her cheeks. Gently turning her to face the mirror, Rosé slowly tugged Denali’s hair loose from her high ponytail, letting her long blonde hair fall about her. Carefully arranging her hair to one side and tucking away an errant strand, Rosé smiled softly as they both looked at Denali’s reflection.

The dress was breathtaking on Denali, the white fabric contrasting beautifully against her tan skin. The sweetheart neckline showed off her collarbones, and the way the bodice of the dress hugged her body flattered her figure. There was a slit that stopped mid thigh that would flash her toned legs every time she took a step, further emphasised by the subtle pearl sheen. It was as if the dress was tailored just for Denali.

“Beautiful.”

Denali tore her gaze away from the reflection of the dress to Rosé’s face and felt her legs almost give way at the hungry look that was in her eyes. It looked as if the older woman wanted to swallow her whole with how close she stood to Denali, her fingers loosely curled around Denali’s wrists. She hadn’t even realised that Rosé had been touching her.

The blonde looked away after a while, not being able to stand being trapped in the heat of Rosé’s gaze any longer.

“Yes, the dress is indeed beautiful, Miss McCorkell.”

The fingers around her wrists tightened, and Denali felt a chin rest on her bare shoulder, causing her to gasp.

“I meant you, Denali. You’re beautiful.”

The air between them felt electric, and Denali was afraid to make a move, unsure about whether she wanted to break this bubble, this moment between them. As if reading her mind, Rosé’s eyes met hers in the mirror before she stepped away. Taking her by the hand, she led Denali out of the fitting room and back to the larger one. Nicky was nowhere to be seen and in her place was a small table with an assortment of jewellery laid out. Humming, Rosé examined the precious stones laid out before them, all the while rubbing slow circles onto the back of Denali’s hand, and selected a thin gold necklace with an intricate floral pendant of twisting vines and small inlaid gems. Turning the younger woman around, she fastened the necklace around Denali’s neck, all the while Rosé’s fingers were purposely grazing her skin.

Turning Denali back around to face her, Rosé smiled, a finger gently tracing the curve of Denali’s cheek.

“Perfect.”

———

I've lightly sprinkled in hints of sugar mommy Rosé in there. Very minor though because let's be honest, do you think Denali would be able to just sit still and look pretty? Yeah, no.

I might have ideas of setting up a verse of sorts to have little side stories which might even feature Crystal and Gigi because I think it'd be so cute and fluffy to have little Crygi moments of them running the diner together, but who knows.

[simpingforsoftboys]

Haikyuu as Things Me & My Friend Groups Do In Roblox

!NOT RDR INSERT!

Atsumu (+ Osamu)

Atsumu has been obsessed with Dance Off for god knows how long and gets pissed off when people refuse to follow the theme

Don’t even get him started on when people team and vote for their friends- regardless if they fit the theme or not

Mofo will convince Osamu to play with him and have them on the same team- wearing matching outfits and shit

Literally goes “ok third dance on the right in 1 2 3-“ and will get angry if Samu messes up and makes his character dance out of sync

Suna + Miya Twins

Murder Mystery Hardcore and Flee the Facility are their go to

Tsumu gets real invested in the game and will be lowkey hurt if either of them kill him

“Tf Samu what kinda brother are ya-“

Osamu doesnt gaf and has gotten real good at sneaking glances at Atsumu’s screen

In MM, Suna deliberately points fingers at random innocent players, claiming they’re the murderer- and laughs when the sheriff shoots them

Suna’s also the type to have all the hidden rooms locations memorized and will camp out there if he’s feeling lazy

It doesn’t matter if Osamu is murderer or sheriff, he’ll still target Atsumu

In Flee The Facility Suna and Osamu will team up and follow Atsumu around and sabatoge all the computers he hacks

They also team with the beast and stand and watch Atsumu when he’s captured- taunting him

Atsumu gets so mad and it’s hilarious

“STOP CAMPIN YOU TEAMERS &$&?!&”

Suna never saves anyone when they get captured- even Osamu

But he’ll be upset if no ones rescues him

“Hurry up and rescue me- I am literally dying wtf.”

His voice doesn’t really rise in volume but it will change to a higher pitch out of irritation

Suna is very quiet when he plays and will mute his mic

When he’s not feeling serious about playing he’ll go run up to the beast and juke em and stuff for lolz

When he’s beast he’ll camp the computers/survivors

Osamu is that one player who will either be a saint and save everyone or refuses to help anyone

It really just depends on who he’s playing with

He’s the type to get pissed off when the last survivor waits by the open exit in order to irritate the beast

Spams chat to urge them to hurry up

Never types in caps but makes lowercase look threatening

He’s the kinda beast that will actually play fair and go after the remaining survivors once he captures one

Atsumu is that one lvl 30 something player but still manages to play like a total noob

Messes up when hacking the computers cuz he gets distracted then blames it on his internet lagging

Osamu calls him out for lying

“Yer such a liar tsumu my internet aint laggin yer just shit at this.”

Also the type of player to forget his volume is maxed out and gets scared when he hears the beast music

The last survivor that Osamu hates- and stands in front of the door way to taunt the beast

Atsumu hates being beast and will immediately leave the game if he is beast- much to Osamu’s chargin

Bokuto, Kuroo, Kenma, Akaashi

Kenma convinces them to play the roblox version of Paranormica (ghost hunting game)

Bokuto always has to carry the lantern because for some reason the game always decides that the ghosts hate him- and only him

Bo also carries the spirit book, because it doesn’t need to be equipped to be used

If he see’s ANY writing he will straight up drop the thing and run over to kuroo, telling him to “forget the box and bring the bird” (Kuroo has to carry the bird and the spirit box)

If the bird dies Kuroo starts whisper screaming “oh fuck no not today satan” and will run out of the place back to the van asap

Bokuto panics too and will run after him, telling Akaashi to run and leaving Kenma in the place without light (hopefully the fuse hasnt blown out by then)

Since he has the spirit box, Kuroo is also the first to be sacrificed once the ouija board starts saying some weird shit

This dummy thought angering the ghost further (by saying its name) was a good idea and will get himself killed

Kenma is me basically

He’ll carry the nightvision cam and emf reader and will periodically alternate between the two

Once he see’s something sus though he’s all like “time for a tactical retreat” and will run outside w/out telling anyone else

Every man for himself

It dont matter if the ghost isnt aggro yet- he aint takin any chances

Can be heard quietly debating with himself about what type the ghost is- even if he only has 1/3 clues

Akaashi usually sticks with Kenma- sorry Bo but kaashi dont f with ghosts, not even for you

He has the fuse and a crucifix- his job is to be Kenma’s support

He occasionally weighs in on the ghost type debate

Tbh he hates this game with a passion- it never fails to give him anxiety

Oikawa & Hanamaki

These two play Fashion Famous together

Iwa and Mattsun totally make fun of them for it

Oikawa takes this game way too seriously

Will follow the theme to a T and bought all the game passes 💀

Makki doesn’t have robux so he has to stick to the free sections

If he’s feeling like a troll he’ll follow Oikawa around and wear a similar outfit and everything to irritate him

Kawa is not happy and insults him in chat- other players report him for bullying and he gets banned for a few days

Seijoh 4

These guys play Bloxburg together 💯

They have their own roblox group so thats how Makki got the 25 robux needed to play

Again Oikawa has all the game passes

He, Mattsun, and Makki all spend their time building a giant castle with secret underground entryways that lead to hidden prisons

They like to rp (roleplay) and kidnap unsuspecting players

Mattsun and Makki built a strip club together

Iwaizumi is the money maker and is always working aha (either at the grocery store as a cashier or pizza delivery guy)

The three idiots roleplay dramatically in the chat for attention 💀

Iwa’s so over their shit

Okay I spent an hour listing these while simultaneously watching The Good Doctor (and there’s poly representation in the new season omfg I love it!) while taking a break from my homework- now I gtg get started again bye.